A/N: I DO NOT own any part of the Law & Order franchise, or the rights to the song Power by Kanye West. I couldn't help myself with this chapter...I just saw Black Swan. In the event you haven't yet...do. Do. Just do. Do it. Do it. Possibly one of the best movie's I ever seen. It was so thrilling, frightening, and erotic. Just go see it.

Power

"Hey there John." Betsy smiled from the bed, sitting up at straightening the large shirt she wore.

Jodi climbed in next to her, grinning seductively before putting her hand on the brunette's shoulders.

"H-hi." John stuttered before clearing his throat nervously. He watched as his wife put her arms around Betsy. Just watching her simply touch the other woman was enough to drive him insane.

Betsy closed her eyes as she felt Jodi's hands on her shoulders. Had she had waited for this, dreamed about it, wondered about it for so long. The thought of the redhead touching her, kissing her. Touching her all over her body. And she was finally going to be able to experience it.

"You coming?" Jodi asked from behind her, her fingers still on Betsy's shoulders.

John closed the door behind him before walking up to the bed.

"What about the kids?" he asked.

"I just put them down to bed." Jodi winked, before moving her hands down ever so slightly, brushing the top of Betsy's breasts.

She leaned her head back, closing her eyes and found herself enveloped in Jodi's warm scent, a mixture of cinnamon and citrus spices.

"Oh." John said as he continued to watch, Jodi's finger traveling further and further down.

"So, are you going to come over here with us or not?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I think I want to...just watched for now." John said quietly, not really trusting himself to talk. Just the thought of his wife touching another woman was enough to drive him over the edge, and he didn't know what he was going to do with himself if he watched them have sex. Already he felt himself getting hard.

Jodi's bathrobe fell open, and she pulled it off quickly, revealing a red bra and matching thong with black lace trim.

She giggled, before looking down at Betsy and leaning in, pressing her lips to the brunettes.

It had seemed like an eternity since she had been with a woman, and indeed it was nice.

Betsy pounced on her, attacking her mouth with an intense sexual ferocity that sent a surge of warmth through Jodi's body.

Jodi put her hands on Betsy's face, tasting her warm mouth. The sweet lingering taste of Monster and pot. Her mouth tasted more than amazing, almost perfect.

She pulled away, before pushing a strand of hair out of Betsy's face and looking over her shoulder at John, who was laying across the bed simply watching them.

Jodi crawled to her husband, before grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him over to her, kissing him. John kissed her back before pulling away.

"I want to watch you." he whispered in her ear.

Jodi shivered as his mouth brushed her ear and nodded, kissing him again before turning back to Betsy.

She felt Betsy's eyes on her, and arousal surge through her body. It had been so long since she had been with a woman, and she could only imagine the feel and taste of Betsy's swollen sex. She ached for it.

After losing the few extra pounds she had, Betsy had transformed into a good size. Thick, but not fat, with a nice pair of C-cups sitting above heavily tattooed skin.

Jodi slowly pulled down her bra straps, before reaching back and unhooking the bra, watching as Betsy's eyes widened. She smiled, leaning in and kissing Betsy again.

Betsy's hands quickly and aggressively flew to her breasts, throwing to bra down before putting her hands around Jodi's body.

She moved her hands down, grabbing Jodi's ass and she gasped, throwing back her head. Betsy took the opportunity to sink her teeth into Jodi's neck, causing the her to whine loudly in pleasure.

Betsy smiled, squeezing her bottom before spanking her lightly. Jodi closed her eyes, caught in eternal bliss.

Bliss.

John watched the two women, completely unable to move. Unable to do anything.

Pleasure ran through him as he watched his wife pleasure another woman. It just might have been the hottest thing he had ever seen.

Jodi sat perched nude between Betsy's legs, her tongue deep within the other woman's sex as she made her scream and writhe and pleasure, and it wasn't until now that John realized just how attractive Betsy was herself.

The shaggy black-haired woman's body was a work of art. Literally and figuratively. Even beneath all the tattoos, she seemed to have lost weight since John first met her, full C-cups sitting above a flat stomach.

Betsy grabbed her breasts, moaning as Jodi worked her over with her tongue, using a hand to play with her clit as she moved her tongue inside of her.

John unbuttoned his pants, relieving the pressure from his raging erection and watching as Jodi got up on all fours.

Betsy grabbed her, bringing her mouth to hers and both women kissed each other passionately before Jodi turned toward him, her green eyes burning with lust and pleasure.

She crooked a finger and grinned, motioning for John to come over to her. As soon as he did so she attacked him with her mouth, kissing him fiercely. John put his hands in her hair, grasping it tightly before pulling away.

Jodi looked at him, before turning back to Jodi, kissing the woman. John laid back continuing to watch them. Yes, this was bliss.

"Innocent. Fragile. The White Swan is shy. Frightened. Sheltered. She is timid. Embody it. I want to see it."

Jodi closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and looking up at the ceiling as she grabbed the bar, extending her lean legs into the next move.

"Jodi you are still the Black Swan. I want to see the White." her teacher stepped behind her, putting two hands on her shoulders and pulling them back.

Jodi took a deep breath, giving everything she had to no longer be herself, only the pure White Swan. She wanted this part. She needed it. She had to get it.

She was going to have it.

Jodi sat on the couch, sighing as she grabbed one of her legs, stretching it out beside her.

She was in pain. She was stressed. She was beyond tired.

Just as she did so, John walked into the room.

"I'm sorry, do you live here?" she asked, only half-joking. She had barely seen John in the past few days, and she knew that he had a job to do, but what about the three children they had? She knew she was starting to sound like Elliot's wife, but now she really understood.

"Yes, I do. In fact, I'm working to pay the bills for this house." John replied, pulling off his tie.

Jodi ignored the nasty comment climbing towards her mouth, the fact that he wasn't the one paying the bills at all but she ignored it. She still had not told him that Caleb was paying for everything basically, and this was certainly not confession time here.

She grabbed one of her feet, pulling it back and waiting for the painful yet satisfying crack, that echoed loudly around the room. John winced.

"Is that supposed to happen?" he asked

"Yes." Jodi sighed, before unlacing and pulling off her shoes. As she did so, she watched as the blood smeared across her toes from her bleeding knuckles.

"Can you get me some Band-Aids or something?" she asked.

John hesitated for a moment, before leaving the room. She bent down, resting her head on her knees and letting herself give in, just once to the pain. When she looked up again five minutes later, he was approaching.

She quickly wiped her eyes, knowing that the fact she had been crying was written all over her face but ignored it.

John put the first-aid kit on the couch before grabbing a cotton ball and some antiseptic and putting her feet gently on his lap.

"Jodi..." he said softly, cleaning her wounds before looking up. She gave him a look that told him not to say it, but he did anyway.

"I think you're pushing yourself too hard."

"John, I'm not pushing myself enough. As much as I try, there's still girls who are better than me." she sighed, slumping down slightly.

"There will always be someone better, but don't hurt yourself over it Jo."

As he moved over one of her bloody toe knuckles, she winced, and John took a Band-Aid, gingerly covering up each abrasion.

Once he had finished he gently kissed the arch of her foot before putting it down. Jodi looked down, before smiling timidly.

"Thanks." she said.

John smiled back, sitting up on his knees.

"Where's the kids?" he asked.

"Anthony." she replied.

She was shocked at what a figure her brother had become in the children's lives. Not only did he spoil them rotten, but Jodi could tell that he truly care for them.

"Ah. And you're okay with this?" John asked, raising his eyebrows.

"John, do you honesty think I would have my children around him if he was still a criminal?" she asked. Sometimes he did just piss her off.

"Okay, okay. My apologies." John said before standing up and grabbing the first-aid kit, then leaving her alone.

Jodi sighed, looking down at her bandaged feet before standing up, grabbing a bottle of painkillers and looking inside, before tossing it onto the floor. Now back to work.