Over the next week and a half, Alex and Olivia got to know each other quite intimately. Olivia learned that Alex would wake up early in the morning to go running. Alex learned that Olivia preferred to lift weights in the evening after work.
Alex had an extensive wine collection. When Olivia was at the bar, she ordered blue moon, religiously. Not because it was her favorite, but it was always on tap and it tasted better than the standard domestics.
Alex's family would often go on vacation, to Europe, or the Caribbean. They had even gone to Thailand once.
Olivia's never been on a family vacation.
"Favorite book?" Alex asked Olivia.
"Mrs. Dalloway. What's yours?"
"Paradise Lost."
They talked about favorite movies, music, and even their favorite smells.
"How can your favorite smell be rain?" Olivia questioned. Rain has no smell!
"It reminds me of meadows."
"Not New York rain; that just reminds me of sewage."
Alex had one more weekend before she had to start her new job. She and Olivia drove to Provincetown to spend the weekend in her grandmother's house.
"You're going to love it," Alex promised. Provincetown was a summer town. Its peak population was 60k and its year around population was only 3k. The town was known for it's location on Cape Cod, it's active art scene, and it's popularity in the LGBT community.
Pride flags flew all over the place. People wearing all kinds of "interesting" outfits roamed the streets and there was this crazy bustle of people that reminded Olivia of New York.
"Your grandmother has a house here?" She couldn't imagine any grandmother wanting to deal with all of this ruckus.
Alex nodded "She really likes having fun. She's quite a riot!"
They got to the house and it was a nice summer cottage that was right on the water. Alex opened the door and it was a little bit dusty. Her grandmother had not been there in over a year.
"Let's get our stuff into the bedroom, and then I'll give this place a quick dust."
Olivia hauled their bags into the master bedroom and Alex found the duster, which was next to the mop and bucket.
I'll get to the floors when we come back after lunch.
They went to Relish, a bakery and sandwich shop near the harbor. Olivia was very happy with her Italian sub and key lime pie.
Alex got the roasted chicken breast sandwich and the pasta salad.
"How did you pass up on dessert?" Olivia loved her dessert.
"I can steal yours," Alex stole a bite.
"Thief, I oughta cuff you!"
"Community property and … that's hot."
"Really? You'd let me cuff you."
"Not with your standard issue cuffs though. They'd leave welts."
"Maybe we should go shopping while we're here."
Olivia had been teasing Alex, but when the blonde saw a sex shop, she pulled her wife into it.
"Are you serious?"
"Oh yeah. Pick out what you want and we'll try it."
Alex already knew what she wanted to use on Olivia. She just hoped the brunette would agree.
Olivia wasn't even sure where to start; they had ropes, dildos, plugs, vibrators, beads, and all types of strangely shaped devices.
"What are these?" Olivia picked up set gold-toned hollow balls, connected by a string
"They're ben wa balls," Alex told her.
"What do they do?"
"They go in your vagina. They come from China, and originally it was only one ball but that proved difficult to remove."
It took Olivia a moment to realize that it wasn't Alex speaking to her anymore, rather another blonde.
"Maura, I'm sure she was asking her girlfriend and not you."
Now that was a voice Olivia and Alex both recognized.
"Jane?"
"Olivia!"
"Maura?"
"Alexandra!"
"What are you doing here?" Olivia definitely said she was straight, tisk tisk.
"I'm sure they're here to shop too," Maura told her girlfriend.
Jane rolled her eyes. "I thought you were moving to New York."
"I am … well I did. I just wanted to bring my wife on a vacation before I start my new job."
"Your what?"
Jane looked at Olivia who had a sheepish grin.
"You and the Ice Queen got married," Jane punched Olivia's shoulder, "and neither of you two assholes even told me you two were dating."
"It was love at first sight," Alex told her defensively.
"What, did you get married the day you met?"
They shrugged guiltily.
"God DAMN! This story I have to hear."
Alex suggested they get coffee and return to the shop later.
Maura offered to give them suggestions on what to buy.
"Uh!" Olivia said awkwardly.
Jane laughed out loud. "So much for being straight."
"Alex converted me."
"Does that mean she gets a toaster?" Maura questioned.
They got coffee and cookies at a nearby café.
Dr. Isles started going on about the region of Colombia where the coffee beans had originated.
Jane still couldn't figure out how her girlfriend fit so many facts in that one brain. She was convinced that Maura had a backup somewhere.
"So seriously, how did you two end up married?" Jane would have thought they were joking if it weren't for their rings. The couple wore them when they were at home or out of New York.
Alex and Olivia looked at each other. "You start."
"They're so cute," Maura cooed. They also seemed like a couple that had been together for a long time. Alex knew Olivia's coffee order. Olivia kept her arm around Alex's waist.
Alex explained that Abbie Carmichael, convinced her to crash Elliot Stabler's wedding.
"And I was the best man," Olivia added.
They met at the wedding, got drunk together at the bar, paraded around the strip with friends and … "we decided to get married."
"You got married while intoxicated in Vegas?" Jane couldn't believe it. "Are you two mad?"
"We had a lot of fun together, and it just felt right." Olivia squeezed Alex's hand. It did feel right being with her, crazy as it sounded.
"Please tell me there are pictures."
"There are … in New York."
"Send them to us. Do you look wasted in them?"
"No," Alex snapped at her, "you jerk! Olivia looked rather dapper in her tux."
Olivia blushed. "Not as pretty as you looked in your dress."
"Oh god I'm gonna puke," Jane said with a dramatic flair.
"It's so funny that you just met know, given all of the friends you have in common," Maura remarked.
"How did you not meet when Olivia came to Boston?"
"I was in Thailand," Alex told her. Another ADA had taken that case.
And when Alex had come to New York for Abbie's birthday party, Olivia had been with the FBI.
"We kept missing each other … until Vegas."
"What are the odds?"
"The odds are approximately …"
Maura and Jane still had some shopping to do.
Maura's knowledge on female sexual pleasure was extensive and a bit overwhelming.
When they got to the shop, Olivia quietly tip toed away. She had learned enough about her own vagina to last a lifetime.
Alex found some silk robe and a set of nipple clamps.
"Are those for you or for Benson?" Jane questioned.
"None of your beeswax!"
Olivia couldn't believe how many toys they fit in one small shop. Her eye kept coming back to a phallus with two ends, the smaller end to fit inside the wearer.
The detective could see it now. Alex coming home from work in those luxurious heels of hers and I'd just grab her hamstrings, pull her to my hips and thrust into her.
What Olivia would give to have her wife's long legs wrapped around her hips, long nails clawing into her back as she mewed for more.
"Find something you like," a throaty voice filled her ear.
Olivia choked on the air in her throat.
Alex laughed and put the toy in her basket. She grabbed some lube and a toy sanitizer. You can never have too much of either.
"Shall we?"
Olivia nodded. "Let's go."
Jane had insisted that they come over to her Ma's for dinner tomorrow. "She always asks about you," she told Detective Benson. Boston was just a ferry away.
"I'm sure it will be amazing as always."
Alex whispered something into Olivia's ear.
"We'll catch you two tomorrow, 6:00PM?"
"Perfect."
The two newlyweds ran off.
"They're so cute … it's gross," Jane told her girlfriend.
"Love at first sight is so romantic."
"It's bananas that's what it is."
"Come here you sexy Grinch!" Maura pulled her into a kiss.
Alex wanted to take Olivia swimming. They went back to the house and some of the neighbors were sunbathing, topless.
"This is a very liberal town," Alex told a confused Olivia.
"Liberal indeed." Olivia unsnapped Alex's bikini top. "Now that's perfect."
"You better put sunscreen on them, so they don't burn."
"Oh I can help that." Olivia put on two coats. "Just making extra sure."
"Maybe I should do yours too."
Olivia handed her the bottle.
Eventually, the lovers did make it to the water.
"Oh this is nice!" It was hot outside, and the water was so refreshing.
Olivia looked up and Alex was standing right in front of her, topless, water dripping down her body.
"Damn!" Olivia pulled her close and kissed her. "You look amazing."
Alex thought she had the better view. Olivia looked perfect with her shoulder length brown hair clinging to her neck, her perky chest with her nipples at full attention. Alex just wanted to suck on them and … "let's go inside!"
"You don't like it out here?"
"I do but what I want to do to you will get me arrested if we do it out here."
Olivia took her hand and they ran inside, lips attached to necks, salty skin never tasted so sweet.
Olivia dried Alex with a towel before her skin got clammy. She then spun the blonde around and pinned her to the kitchen counter. "I want to fuck you," she hissed into her ear.
Alex only let out a moan as she pushed back against Olivia.
The detective used her fingers; the toy could wait until later; also Olivia didn't know where it had ended up.
Alex started riding Olivia's hand, raising and lowering her perfect hips so she could impale herself deliciously.
Alex was over excited, riding a bit too quickly but her lover was able to keep up the pace.
"I need it Baby!"
Olivia pushed Alex onto the counter and dove between her legs, licking, sucking and prodding the swollen, spongy flesh until Alex shrieked in pleasure.
"I remember you wanted to do something to me," Olivia husked.
"I want you to ride my face while I eat you."
It was Olivia's turn to blush. "My turn it is."
Olivia wanted to stay in, so she and Alex ordered a pizza. "How about sausage and peppers?"
"Sounds good," Alex said dreamily, "and if we pick it up from Spiritus, we can get a pint of ice cream too."
Olivia's mouth went wide open. "How are you so perfect?"
Alex laughed. "I feel very at ease with you." In the pasts, Alex's lovers often expected perfection. Olivia just seemed content with Alex, not Alexandra Cabot, heiress to the Cabot Estate.
Thirty minutes later, they were back at the house with pizza and ice cream in hand. Time for dinner.
Alex picked moose tracks. "It is the perfect summer flavor."
"Do you change ice cream flavors with each season?"
"I do," Alex confessed. "Fall is great for pumpkin ice cream, winter goes well with mint, so I get mint chocolate chip, and spring is a good time for sorbet."
Olivia just found that to be delightful.
"How is it that every time I learn something new about you, it just tickles me."
Alex started tickling her.
"You jerk!" Olivia laughed before she flipped them over, taking control.
The brunette pinned the blonde's hands overhead and started to suck on her neck.
Alex started to buck against her wife. "If you don't get off me, our pizza will get cold."
"Do you want me to get off you?" Olivia moved closer to her ear, "or do you want me to get you off?"
"Both!" Alex was hungry, but she was also horny. Damn you Olivia!
Olivia laughed before she released her captive. Alex got the plates and they started to eat.
The pizza was thin. A long strand of cheese pulled apart as Olivia bit into her first slice. The New Yorker made a content grunting sound as she ate.
Alex couldn't help but smile. "You eat like an old Italian man. I just want to give you an evening paper and some grappa!"
Olivia rolled her eyes. "I like my food."
After dinner and dessert, the couple moved over to the couch to watch some tv. There were a lot of sporting events: the Gold Cup, Crossfit Games, the Pan American Games as well.
"It would be cool to go to a sporting event sometime," Olivia murmured.
"We could go to the Olympics next summer," Alex suggested.
"What?" Olivia meant something local, like the Yankees or the Giants.
"We could take two weeks off, fly to Rio, and you could see whatever sport you fancy, and Brazilians make really good barbeque."
That sounded good. "Won't that be expensive?"
"We can afford it," Alex told her. "It would be a first for me too." Alex had gone to Wimbledon and the World Cup before but never the Olympics.
Olivia looked at her. "You're serious?"
Alex nodded. "I think we should do it. You've never left the country before. I've never been to Rio before. Why shouldn't we travel there? We both like sports. It would make a great anniversary trip."
It would be shortly after their one-year anniversary. "That does sound great," Olivia admitted.
"Then we'll call the travel agent once we get back and get a plan going."