"Emaya Forever Done Right"
Let's spice things up a bit with a little drama…
Rated M for Mature Content.
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"You ready for bed."
"Yeah."
"We can sleep in tomorrow if you want."
"Let's see what happens. Honestly, I wouldn't mind just cuddling with you all night and all morning."
"That sounds good to me, my beautiful cuddle monster."
They giggle softly as Maya lies back with Emily nuzzled against her pulling the covers over themselves getting cozy in each other's arms.
"Goodnight Maya, I love you."
"Goodnight baby, I love you too."
Almost instantly they fall asleep in a warm, loving cuddle…
Chapter 26: Who is Chelsea?
Emily and Maya have been in Point Loma for three weeks now yet they're still struggling with their scheduled wake up time as the alarm sounds off in the late morning. Emily stretches while Maya chooses to snuggle deeper into the body that warms her.
"Mmmm. I don't want to get up."
"Maya, it's like 10:30, we have to get up."
"I know but just a little while longer. Pulleez," she looks up at Emily pleading with her eyes.
Emily can't resist, "I suppose a few more minutes wouldn't hurt."
She holds Maya close loving the feel of her body against her. She gently caresses the curve in her side making contact with her delicate skin as her top has ridden up. Emily smiles feeling their connection flow through her fingertips warming her body with their love…
"Maya! Seriously get up!"
Maya stretches, still in bed still not dressed. Finally she sits up yawning while Emily bustles about doing her hair fixing her makeup shimmying into her black form fitting dress.
"You, look way too sexy Em. People are gonna ogle you and I don't think I like that," she says with arms folded and eyes narrowed.
"Maya, it's what I wear to work, to seat people, and you know that. You've seen me in this before."
"Yeah I have but something's different. You look older and very single."
Emily turns around laughing while she places the backing of her earring in, "Well as you already know I am nowhere near single. And besides, the customers will leave better tips if they like what they see when they walk in."
"Yeah, keep telling yourself that," Maya says snidely as she walks into the bathroom to brush her teeth.
Emily tosses her hair back grabbing the hairspray to keep it in place, "I think I will," she smiles and winks.
"You do look amazing and don't forget you do belong to me," Maya reminds her with a mouth full of toothpaste.
"Is that a warning? And do I need to be concerned about you foaming at the mouth while I'm working?"
"Maya spits and rinses, "Cute. I'll tell you this though; if that Chelsea doesn't stop eyeballing you then I will be foaming at the mouth for real."
"Chelsea? She's harmless."
"Something tells me she isn't. Just be careful with her. All week I had to put up with her checking you out," Maya scolds.
"She been there longer than me so she still thinks I need training."
"To be her bitch?"
"Maya!"
"Em, I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that but it doesn't mean she's not into you."
"If you're taking a shower you better hurry. I don't want to be late," Emily changes the subject.
"Why? Is Chelsea keeping tabs on you?"
Emily picks up a pillow and throws it teasingly at Maya who shuts the bathroom door blocking it just in time.
"You have half an hour!" Emily yells through the door.
She walks over to the dresser brushing out the ends of her hair looking into the mirror knowing that Maya isn't wrong. Chelsea does like her. Emily looks at the bathroom door through the mirror and smiles. But Chelsea's got nothing on Maya…
The Restaurant…
Emily and Maya make it to work just in time for their shift. Maya dressed in black pants with a white button down and black shoes. Her hair gently pulled back, makeup simply perfection especially those eye lashes. They walk to the staff area to put away their things and of course there's Chelsea.
"See ya later Em," she kisses her softly on the lips but then decides she better send Chelsea a message loud and clear.
She grabs Emily by the back of her neck pulling her in for a deep smoldering kiss.
"What was that for?" Emily whispers.
"Not what, who. Chelsea needs to know where you sleep at night, with me," she winks patting Emily lightly on her ass staring down Chelsea as she heads to the dining area.
"Don't forget to get me for our break," she calls out.
Maya stops, turns around and says, "Oh, I won't forget," she eye sexes Emily with those lashes disappearing through the kitchen.
"Well, that was quite the PDA, Public Display of Are you kidding me," she laughs bringing a smile to Emily's face.
"I kinda like that she makes it a point to remind people of their place," Emily smirks looking away to lock up her things.
Chelsea strolls over to Emily wearing black heals, quite high for a hostess, but none the less showcasing her fit legs and fit body. Her black thigh high v neck dress exposes her suntanned cleavage only after she flips her long blond hair over her shoulders.
She leans into Emily's ear, "Just remember, you work with me not Maya."
As Chelsea walks away, she makes sure to run her hand down Emily's bare arm leaving goose bumps and a stunned Emily behind.
"Shit. Maya was right about her."
Emily tugs on her dress smoothing it out, shoulders back, convincing herself that she can handle Chelsea on her own…
The afternoon flies by with a busy happy hour crowd. Maya makes sure to check on Emily before getting her table's order to the kitchen. She steps through the entry way stopping abruptly as she witnesses Chelsea flirting dangerously with her girl. Maya's posture straightens as her chest starts to heave ready to put Chelsea in her place but her beeper goes off signaling that her other table's meals are ready. She walks away for now…
Later in the evening, Emily leads a group of six to a table on the terrace. She attempts to get Maya's attention but Maya is too busy flirting with a couple of guys at the bar. Emily watches her throw her head back laughing displaying those perfect straight white teeth. And then she puts her hand on one of the guy's forearms while doing her infamous head tilt.
"That head tilt is for me and only me!" Emily fumes.
One of the guys gives her the bill and some cash telling her to keep the change. And then he slips her a piece of paper, with most likely his number on it, in her other hand. Maya puts it in her pocket and winks at him as she saunters away. The guys check her out, all of her, making Emily furious.
Emily clenches her teeth trying to relax herself so she doesn't make a scene. She strides over to Maya and says, "I think it's time for that break now."
Maya looks up at her, "Em, I can't. It's really busy and the customers are being generous tippers."
"I saw."
"The staff could use the extra cash. You know that. Flirting is part of the job."
"Those guys wanted to fuck you ya know," Emily folds her arms shifting her weight to one side.
"I know," Maya says matter of factly.
"You know?"
"Emily, lower your voice," Maya warns through a fake smile.
Chelsea wonders where Emily is. It's taking her quite a while to seat those people. She grabs one of the servers who hostesses on the weekends and asks her to cover for her so she can check what tables are available.
"Then come outside with me right now," Emily strongly suggests.
"Fine."
Chelsea spots Emily and Maya heading to the back exit of the restaurant so she follows them.
Once outside, Emily confronts Maya about her flirting and Maya counters with her suspicions concerning Chelsea.
"You were touching that guy and you took his number!"
Maya reaches into her pocket letting several pieces of paper fall to the ground, "I took more than just his number!"
"Jesus, Maya! And you're telling me to watch my back with Chelsea!"
"Well, are you?"
Emily looks around noticing that some of the staff have come outside for their breaks so she grabs Maya's arm escorting her to their private place. The place Maya fucked her on her first day at the restaurant. She makes sure that no one cares to follow them as she pulls her behind the stone wall out of sight.
"Emily, what the fuck!"
"Listen. I don't like people giving you their numbers and I don't like that you take them."
"Emily, it's a game. Be nice to the customers and they are nice to you…with a big fat tip."
Emily backs off of Maya, "I get that but I don't have to like it."
"Well, now you know how I feel about you and Chelsea."
Chelsea pushes open the exit door with a sinister smile on her face knowing she is going to walk right into a fight between Emily and Maya. But her smile turns serious when she can't find them so she decides to look around getting nearer and nearer to their secret place.
"Chelsea! You better get back in there! They need Sarah on the floor."
"Coming!"
"Damn it Emily where are you?"
"Yeah, I know she flirts but it doesn't mean anything," Emily insists.
"It means something to her otherwise she wouldn't be doing it," Maya tries to explain Chelsea's actions.
"Well it means something to you too!" Emily throws back in Maya's face.
"The difference is that I'm filling the tip jar so everyone can have a fun summer including you and me while the only thing Chelsea is looking to fill are her hands with your ass!"
Maya brushes passed a stunned Emily back to work and really pissed. Emily puts her hand on her forehead not even sure what just happened. "It is the same Maya, it is the same…"
Emily and Maya don't speak the rest of the night. Maya continues to flirt with the customers occasionally being given their phone numbers while Chelsea turns it up a notch with Emily. She close talks her, she trails her fingertips up and down her forearm, she slips her hand to the small of her back laughing while she does it as if that makes it okay. And when she takes her hand away she makes sure to glide it across Emily's ass…
"It's time for Maya and me to leave. Are you all set or do you need me for anything else?" Emily asks innocently.
"No, our shift is over, but, ah, how 'bout you and I go to the yacht club for a drink," she flutters her eyelashes while hooking two of her fingers around two of Emily's.
Emily pulls her hand away, "I don't think so Chelsea." She takes a step towards her, "And if you ever touch my ass again, I'll have you fired."
"Emily, I like you. I was just telling you in my own way," Chelsea explains trying to sound all innocent.
"Fine. But I'm with Maya. Understand."
Chelsea puts her hands up in front of her as if to say okay, okay, I get it.
Emily finds Maya, "Are you ready?"
"Actually, I'm going to stay and help clean up. I can get a ride."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, you can take the car. The keys are in the locker."
Emily grabs her things sadly walking over to the car. She knows Maya is right. Her flirting really is innocent but Chelsea's, not so much.
"Emily! Wait up!"
"Chelsea not tonight. I'm tired. I'm going home."
"Without Maya."
"So you noticed."
"We can still have that drink ya know."
"I'm not old enough."
"Well, you look old enough in that dress," she ogles.
"Chelsea stop. I'm flattered that you find me attractive but I'm not available."
"We'll just see about that, the summer isn't over yet," Chelsea winks sauntering away with all of her blondness.
At Aunt Marin's house…
When Emily gets home, she feels bad about what happened between her and Maya. Maya was right and she needs to tell her that. So she decides to wait for her on the couch. But it's getting later and later and still, no Maya. She props up the pillows kicks off her heals and lies down too tired to make it to her own bed…
It's after two in the morning when Maya finally gets home. She opens and closes the door quietly so as not to wake her Aunt or Emily. But as she passes the living room on her way upstairs to her own bed, she sees Emily on the couch. She takes a breath deciding to check on her even though she's still frustrated about what happened between them. There she lies in her sexy dress so beautiful, Maya can't help but smile softly. She carefully picks up the blanket from the chair next to the couch and covers her with it. Emily stirs, opening her eyes seeing Maya standing over her. She sits up bringing her legs over the side of the couch with Maya directly in front of her. She looks up at her with apologetic eyes. She puts her arms around Maya resting the side of her face against her hip…
"You were right about her. About Chelsea. She asked me out. She's not gonna give up. Maya, I'm not gonna give up."
Maya runs her fingers through Emily's hair prompting Emily to look up at her.
"I'm not gonna give up either. No more numbers. And I'm only going to flirt with you," she winks feeling herself relaxing.
Emily closes her eyes breathing in her Maya. Then she opens them letting her go to gently touch her waist, pushing Maya's shirt up, wanting it off. Maya grabs it from the back pulling it over her head. Emily unbuttons and unzips her pants while Maya kicks off her shoes. Her pants drop to the floor. She steps out of them standing before Emily in her bra and panties. Emily leans back onto the couch gathering her dress with her fingers lifting it up under her bottom. Maya reaches over helping Emily pull the dress over her head tossing it to the floor. Emily lies back waiting. Maya scans her body taking her all in. She climbs over her lowering her body onto Emily's. She settles herself kissing her lips softly whispering,
"I love you."
She kisses her again, "I love you too Maya…"
They smile into each other's eyes as they forgive and forgive and forgive mind, soul, body…
When Maya dropped her pants to the floor, her phone slipped out of her pocket. It's still set to vibrate from being at work lighting up with a text message…
I thought summer was gonna be a total drag.
Thanks for introducing me to Emily…
- Chelsea ;)
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To Be Continued…
