A/N This story is rated M for a reason, this chapter being one of them.

This chapter contains depictions of consenting adults doing what consenting adults do when they feel like it, so if sexual content isn't your thing, please skip the chapter and move on.

Brenda and Sharon's first night Part 3

Sharon's viewpoint

I awoke from what must have been a post-orgasmic power nap, to find that Brenda wasn't there. For a split second I felt a momentary panic, before I saw the glow under the door of the adjoining bathroom door and relaxed, the tension dissipating.

I lay there for a moment, soaking in the reality, I'd just fucked Brenda Leigh Johnson, and she'd done a more than acceptable job of fucking me right back. I felt just the tiniest soreness inside me, which surprised me, but I rationalised that I hadn't properly exercised those particular muscles for some time and I needed to get them back in training.

I smirked into my pillow, thinking I hadn't looked forward to an exercise regime so happily well… ever. Just then the door to the bathroom opened and I was treated to the tantalising sight of Brenda's naked silhouette outlined in the door, bringing a smile to my face before she extinguished the light.

I rolled onto my side as she padded back to bed.

"Oh Sharon, you're awake"

"Yep, I missed you when I woke"

"Oh, I'm sorry sweetie, did I wake you? I just had to go" I could hear the regret in her voice as she slid onto the bed next to me.

"I'm not unhappy, just missed you. C'mere" I held my arms out and she happily scooted into my embrace. "Mmm, that's much better" I could hear the giggles just below the surface in her voice.

"I never figured you for a snuggler Sharon"

"Oh, I'm hurt. Why not?" She leaned in to kiss me.

"Scary Commander Raydor, wearer of the patented power pants suits, a secret snuggler? Most of the LAPD wouldn't believe it and the rest would think it's too scary to contemplate. That's a good thing by the way"

"Is that so? Why exactly?"

"Means I get to have you all to myself" She leaned in for another kiss as I smiled at that thought.

We just lay there for a while, kissing, before I slowly rolled her onto her back and slid slightly down her body, allowing access to her neck, kissing and nibbling at her jaw and throat, bringing a low sound of approval from Brenda. I felt her hands trace patterns up my back before burying themselves in my hair.

"I always wondered if it'd be soft" I paused to look at her, visible in the light bleeding in from the kitchen.

"Hmm?"

"Your hair; I used to wonder if it was as soft as it looked. It always looks lovely" I smiled, it seemed as if we were in 'talk' mode, rather than 'sex' mode, not that I minded, we'd certainly given 'sex' mode a decent workout already tonight and there'd be time for more later.

Grabbing hold of both her arms I rolled onto my back, pulling her on top of me, where she happily cuddled into my embrace.

"I used to wonder about yours too, especially when it was full of curls. It'd bounce and shine and I wanted to shove my hands in it and feel it as I kissed you" I buried one hand in it and luxuriated in its softness, making her purr a little as I massaged her scalp.

"How long had you wanted to kiss me?"

"I'd thought about it for almost a year, on and off. Never thought it would ever move beyond an idle fantasy. I thought you were relentlessly straight, so I was wasting my time even thinking about it"

"I was relentlessly straight Sharon, until I realised that you were flirting with me" I snickered.

"And here I was thinking I was being discreet, didn't take you long to work it out, did it?"

"The following night actually, after we met for coffee, I'd noticed you were different at the party but put that down to you being happy and relaxed. But you were still like that the following night and I realised that something had changed" She leaned in and kissed my throat. "Thank you"

"For what, risking our friendship flirting with a straight woman?" She giggled.

"No, for taking a chance on making us both happy, you were very brave" I snorted.

"More like frustrated really, I looked around at my life and realised I wanted to be happy again. I was only really happy when I was catching up with you; you were my only real friend in the LAPD. Everyone else just saw the wicked witch of FID" I felt her arms tighten around me as I spoke.

"Not everyone, Jane, Maura, Natalie and Anastasia are your friends too and, well I learned to appreciate all that you are, long before we… changed" Changed? I smiled at that as she kept speaking.

"Besides, I think I was only relentlessly straight because the right offer, from the right person, hadn't come along"

"Oh, you'd never contemplated sleeping with another woman?"

"No, but I needed to have my eyes opened. You did that, you started the process, our friends kicked me into gear" I frowned at that.

"Yeah, I was going to ask about that. They were all very supportive of us getting together. Right from the get go, they were encouraging me at the party" I could feel her hair move under my chin as she nodded.

"Once I realised what was happening, I was pretty unsure of what would happen, so I went and saw a doctor" A doctor? I was about to say something when she spoke again.

"So I went to the only doctor I knew who could help me, Maura Isles"

"Ah, I see" Brenda nodded again.

"She had the experience to point me in the right direction. She was very precise, very analytical, but also very compassionate and supportive"

"In other words, everything you'd expect from her" Brenda giggled.

"Yep. She got me to consider it from the viewpoint that if everything was exactly the same, but you were a man, we wouldn't be even having the discussion. So the only issue I really had was that you were a woman" I thought about that, it did make sense.

"Maura also said that she wanted me to be happy, and that you were my best opportunity to be happy and loved, that's why she had provided her blessing to what you were doing." I smiled; it was just what Brenda needed to be told.

"So what else did she say?"

"That I go get some other opinions, by talking to each of the others"

"And how did that go?"

"Well Anastasia explained how Natalie's love had helped her recover from a deep emotional trauma. She also said that I wanted to be happy, that you wanted to be happy and we could be happy together" I smiled at that; it was also exactly what Brenda had needed to hear. Unaware of what I was thinking, Brenda continued.

"Also to not overthink the whole sex part, just go with what felt good, we would learn what worked for us together" I definitely needed to thank Anastasia.

"What about Jane?"

"She told me that she had never had a gay thought in her life before Maura arrived in her life. But the love she had with Maura convinced her that the name was just a label, that what they had was too precious to be constrained by what other people might think or say"

"All sound advice"

"Yes, she also said that no matter what happened between us, they would remain our friends, separately and together, but that she really hoped she got to see us making out by the pool the next time they had a party" I laughed, that sounded very much like Jane, very straight forward and to the point. Brenda laughed as well; I could feel it through my breastbone. I owed Jane a thank you as well.

"And what about Natalie; what was her advice to you?"

"Oh my god Sharon, that woman is, when she wants to be, shamelessly outrageous"

"Oh, I thought she was the soul of discretion?"

"Only when she wants to be Sharon, this wasn't work so she was quite happy to tell me what I could look forward to"

"What, happiness, comfort, someone to be there for you, that sort of thing?"

"No, she described, in some detail, half a dozen of the things we could do to each other to make us scream" I lay there stunned, before I could finally force myself to speak.

"Oh"

"Yes, oh"

"How did that make you feel, embarrassed?"

"A little, it also made me feel quite… aroused. That woman has away with words, it's why she's so good at her job" I nodded slowly, it would have to be a core skill for what she did.

"When she wasn't describing things that made me want to squirm, she was telling me that she considered you very, very lucky to have the chance to be my first" I raised an eyebrow at that thought.

"Oh, did she now?"

"Yes, she also told me that I was incredibly lucky to have you as my teacher" I smiled.

"Well, that I can agree with"

"Modest too sweetie" I smiled.

"I try" I could hear the smile in her voice as she continued.

"She also said one more thing. That we were going to the last person either of us ever sought out, as she saw that we could be everything we ever needed in someone, the same as Jane and Maura and Anastasia and her were for each other" I frowned a little.

"That's a big call, given we've only just got past the no clothes stage" Brenda gave me a quick squeeze.

"Do you think she's wrong?" I lay there for a moment, thinking about it, long enough for Brenda to push herself up on her elbows to look at me, concern shading her voice. "Sharon, are you ok?"

"I'm fine honey, I was just thinking about it. I think she may be right, this just feels so right, so comfortable and good that I don't want to contemplate anyone else" Brenda stretched forward and placed a soft, sweet kiss on my lips, before sliding back down to her previous position laying on me cradled in my arms.

"Me neither, I've not been this happy in so many years and the whole sex with a woman thing is a lot easier than I ever thought it would be"

"Well what did you think it would be?"

"I don't know, certainly different from a guy, although Natalie was kind enough to point out that lack of the correct anatomical equipment was no impediment to getting bent over and fucked till I screamed for mercy" I shivered at the image that suddenly appeared in my mind.

"What exactly did Natalie tell you Brenda?"

"She told me that a woman could give me everything a man could, and more besides. If I needed comfort and support, well a woman did it better than most men ever could. If I needed soft and loving, then a woman's intimate knowledge of female anatomy was a definite advantage, especially with two beautiful, extremely intelligent women bent on pleasing each other"

Brenda placed a kiss on my chest while giving me another quick squeeze, which I happily returned.

"Finally, she said that if I needed a good hard fucking, well a woman could fuck me raw all night long" I lay there for a moment, realising that Natalie had actually paved the way for me, by making Brenda open to every type of sex she might encounter with me.

"Well, I must thank her for that; it seems I have a lot to live up to"

"I'm looking forward to finding out together, although there is one question I do have sweetie" I was instantly alert to her teasing tone.

"Yes?"

"Where do you keep the toys, in the bedside table?"

I levered myself up to look down at her.

"What?" Damn, I could hear the surprise in my voice. Brenda smiled sweetly at me.

"Well, isn't that where you said lesbians keep them?" I opened my mouth to say something and then closed it again. Brenda said nothing, just kept that sweet smile aimed at me as I worked out what to say.

"I do keep one there Brenda, which I used to provide relief when I needed it. What exactly am I supposed to keep there?" Brenda rolled off me to one side and started counting them off on her fingers.

"Well, Natalie suggested that an appropriate lesbian tool kit would probably include two vibrators so we could get each other off together, a strap-on for when we needed a really hard fuck, a double dildo for mutual satisfaction, a blindfold and a set of restraints for some bondage play, plus maybe a paddle and feather, some massage oil and whatever else we liked using"

I didn't know whether to be appalled or turned on. Looking at Brenda I could see her grinning in the dim light. Well so much for her maybe being scared about the full gamut of lesbian sex.

"I think Natalie and Anastasia must have a very active sex life, I hope they haven't raised expectations that I might have trouble filling"

"That's ok Sharon, what we don't have already, we can always pick up later" Oh god. I had visions of us pushing a shopping cart through an adult store, piling it high with toys of all shapes and sizes.

"Brenda, are suggesting that a Deputy Chief and a Commander in the LAPD should go trolling adult stores looking for sex toys"

"Oh for heaven's sakes no don't be silly" I relaxed, thank god for that. "That's what the internets for"

I looked over at her, realising that not only was she serious, she was also desperately trying to keep from laughing out loud.

"Young lady, I believe Natalie has been a bad influence on you"

"Oh really, I thought she was a good influence, getting me used to some of things I can look forward to you doing to me" I chuckled.

"What makes you think I'll be doing all the work? I expect you to be doing your fair share of it"

"I have no problem with that Sharon, I enjoyed what we did to each other earlier" I felt my body starting to get a little heated remembering exactly what we had done to each other earlier. "But there is one thing I would like you to do to me first"

"What's that honey?"

"I've always liked hard, vigorous sex, so I'd like you to be the one who fucks me hard with a strap on when we get one" I groaned at the image that she had conjured up, while my body felt that flush of heat getting hotter and spreading through my groin and elsewhere.

"Do you have a preference Brenda?" She looked at me, resting on her side with a smile on her face, one hand supporting her head, while the other idly started playing with my nipple. I sucked in a breath as the sensation ran straight through me.

"I do like being bent over something, having my legs spread and being taken from behind, but I don't care really, whatever you want to do to me will be wonderful"

I swallowed as I imagined taking her just like she asked. I could see her, my imagination already dragging me to where we both wanted to go.

Brenda, bent flat over her office desk late at night, wearing nothing but a pair of ridiculously high stilettoes, doing wonderful things to those legs, standing behind her, running my tongue up and down her legs, one hand stroking my strap on, before standing and running the tip up and down her pussy, coating it in her wetness.

Sliding it in, slowly, feeling her pushing back as little mewling sounds came from her, pulling out and then burying it to the hilt, faster and faster, pistoning it in and out harder and harder, hearing her moans and cries, the sound of my hips slapping her ass over and over, Brenda begging me to finish her off, my hands on her hips, pulling her back onto me as the room fills with her screaming my name.

I licked my lips as I felt my body responding with a spark and I wanted her now. She continued to tease my nipple, before leaning in and flicking it with her tongue, the sly little minx. Brenda knew exactly what she was doing and was getting me ready for another round.

As I pounced on her and attacked her breasts with my mouth I realised that Brenda might be a handful in bed, but it was going to be fun trying to tame her. I might need those restraints though, sooner rather than later.

As I lost myself in her soft moans I idly wondered if there were any online adult stores that did same day delivery.