Disclamer: please refer to the main disclamer and author's notes on the first chapter. Smut Alert! From here on...

Come to me

If she were to be honest, she would say she had been nervous all day long and time seemed to stand still. Hours kept dragging on and on...

Would Shane come to her? Would she bring the girl to make a point? After the initial shock she had seemed happy to see her, but on the other hand, she truly seemed to try to change for that girl...

She found herself hating the waiting game... She had never been particularly patient, but when it came to "the chase" she always had taken it all in stride... It had always been part of the thrill, not knowing for sure if you were going to be pursued. However this time, something was different - had age really caught up with her? Was she truly too old? Did she feel for Shane something she had never felt for anyone before?

She shook those thoughts from her head, she eyed a bottle of vodka on the shelf. A welcome home gift from an old acquaintance, she had gotten some special gifts from former friends, all of which she had graciously accepted even if some were later passed on to other friends or flushed out down the drain - to avoid falling again into old habits- she had however kept a couple doses of high quality cocaine in her safe for a "special occasion" after all 'everything in moderation, even moderation' as her friend Peggy would say winking knowingly.

But right now, she needed a drink, she needed to numb her senses a little just sleep off the time. A drink quickly escalated to a few and she woke up later, with her phone ringing. She saw her daughters id on the screen- if she were to believe in bad omens... But she knew better than that. She cleared her voice as best as she could, years of practice rushing to her aid.

The call turned out to be a merciful distraction, with Clea asking how she was and how where several acquaintances and friends - specially those family friends that she had not kept in touch with since they left.
Cherie could not help to notice that Clea never once asked about Shane. Of course that she had always been an uncomfortable topic, that after the initial frequent outbursts of anger, they both tried to she knew better than to push that particular conversation, but she often felt that Clea seemed to have truly gotten over Shane in a way that Cherie never had. She supposed that, not only was it for the best, but also something to be expected from most crushes on her age... and also since not much had happened between the two of them.

She let Clea ramble on about life near campus and her plans to bring her girlfriend along on the holidays to meet her friends in the States. After hanging up, she decided to take a bath and change her clothes, it was getting late but she still wouldn't admit defeat by going to bed.

An hour had gone by and she was idling around, busing herself by reading boring reports on the several states of affairs that she now needed to control - even if she did not intend on being very active in running the business, she wanted to be up to date, so she could manage things consciously and also avoid any backstabbing ideas from her administration. She wanted them to always be aware that , she gave them free reign, within certain limitations, but she was not some dumb blond who didn't know anything else other than being a faded trophy wife.

She was brought up from her musings when she spotted something moving on her property, and her security cameras showed that her "intruder" was exactly whom she had hoped to be.

She saw the figure approaching from the window, and they both walked almost side by side to the door. She opened it and leaned against it. Taking in Shane's demeanor, savoring the moment she had been literally dreaming of for years. The hunger she saw reflected on the girl's eyes foretold a long night that neither would forget.

She wasn't sure about who had started the kissing who, or how they ended up heading towards the pool, but soon they were acting like fools, and Cherie could barely contain her squeal of excitement as she nearly ripped the clothes off of Shane's body while she prowled towards her like a compliant wild beast indulging her prey before going for the kill.
Shane pressed herself against her, to make her feel her lithe body and also the something extra she had brought tonight. This made Cherie laugh truly elated - what a perfect way to claim her back as hers. It was almost as if Shane knew what she had wanted. She let Shane undress her and lead her into the rough passionate kiss connecting them like words never could - Making up for the lost time, away from each other's skin away from each other's soul.

Soon their bodies writhed together, burning with all consuming desire despite the dripping water, neither could wait any longer... Trousers ending up in the water, she could see the length of the toy that had been previously constrained by Shane's clothes, she felt Shane's hand reaching for her underwear and tugging it aside finally tearing it off - had it been with anyone else she would have been furious at the destruction of her obscenely expensive clothes - but the smell of Shane, the combination of their soft skin and the cool hard leather of the strap-on harness against her thighs...

Shane's hot breath on her as she entered her in a deep hard thrust. God! She felt so good inside of her, as she held on scraping her nails on her skin and then hold on to the border of the pool for dear life, while Shane fucked her wantonly faster and deeper, fueled by Cherie's screams for her her to fuck her.

How she missed this, how she needed this, to be taken just like that by the only person that could ever made her feel alive! It made her feel finally clean, this maddening possession, they belonged and in that moment she knew she would never let her go.

Sure Shane could have her fun but she would never belong to any other woman. Still, she managed to restrain herself from marking Shane's body, as much as she wanted to leave her mark on her, in deference to the fact that she had always been careful when it was Cherie that was in a relationship. And besides, she knew that the time would come for that. And with those thoughts she reached her first orgasm of the night... Shane rode it through slowly, decreasing her pace, waiting for the spasms to stop before pulling out of her.

The thin sheen of sweat covering both their bodies made the air chilly, so without words Cherie got up and led the girl inside.