Tonight's the night.
No, not a moonlit date with the dark passenger. Not a night for blood and the open ocean and justice. Not a night between myself and Robert Anthony, if such a night were to come. I hadn't fully vetted him. It was early days.
It wasn't even a date night between myself and Rita the girlfriend.
It wasn't steak and beers with sister Debra.
Nope, it was a night between sister Debra and Rita the girlfriend. Apparently, they were going to talk. Very likely, it would go considerably further then just that.
It was exciting. The three of us were entering into a strange new world. Bold explorers us three. All damaged. All reaching out to each other.
I couldn't think about that. I had two children to take care of. At least children were easy. Uncomplicated.
Tonight's the night.
Tonights the motherfucking goddamn night.
I was thrilled in a way I hadn't been since Lundy left. Butterflies. Like a god damn teenager.
I did my best with the cleaning. I worked to god damn much to get it as inhumanely prestine as my brother's place but it didn't look like a bomb went off at least.
Rita was actually a few minutes early. I was grateful because I was pacing around like a teenager waiting for their fucking prom date.
So there she was at my door. A goddamn knockout. In a sexy red dress which I wasn't expecting. How did my dorky brother score her?
"Hello Debra." She said smiling. She had a fucking great smile.
"Um, hey. You look great." I said, swallowing. Jesus. My palms were sweaty.
"Thanks you look great too. So um. We should talk." She said. She looked a bit flustered which was reassuring. It meant I wasn't the only one nervous about this.
"Of course. Uh come in. I know it's not perfect like my brother's place but-" I said as I let her in.
"No, it's lovely." Rita said. I smiled.
"Just don't open up a closet there might be horrors behind it." I said.
"Don't worry, I have two young children, I can understand a mess." Rita said.
"Fair enough. Feel free to take a seat. Want a drink?" I'm moving to the fridge as I say it. I need booze fuckin regardless.
"Um...sure. What do you have?" Rita said.
"Um...well beer. ...Fuck it looks like just beer." I said. Jesus I forgot to stock my fridge. At least I had plenty of beer. If this went horribly wrong I could at least drown myself in booze.
"Oh well, nevermind." Rita said, giggling awkwardly.
Fuck.
"I could get you a glass of water." I said.
"No, thank you. I'm fine, really." Rita said. Rita sat down on my couch. She looked stiff. A bit uncomfortable. God fucking damn it.
I grab a beer.
"So uh. How's this gonna fuckin work?" I said. I sat down on my living room chair.
"That's what I wanted to talk about." Rita said.
"Right."
A few awkward moments. I felt squirmy. Lundy was fucking right, I hated silence.
"Well, my realtionship with Dexter will not be compromised. I don't want to leave him or hurt him."
"Fuck, I don't either. I wouldn't be even talking to you about this if I didn't think he was 100% cool with this." I said.
"I know. I just...wanted to say it. To make it 100% clear about my intentions. My loyalty to your brother is not compromised at all here." Rita said.
"I'm glad." I said and took a sip of beer. It felt good to hear.
"We'll have to work around our schedules. Make time for us if Dexter is busy or I...need something...different." Rita said.
"Sounds fucking great." I said. It was more then I could have imagined I'd get. It made me feel a bit...isolated. My foot was just barely in the door. A partial presence. A loose third.
Seemed familar.
Fuck it, it was better then nothing. I was used to sharing with Dexter. At least I felt like I could count on Rita to be considerate.
"Are you...dating anyone? Or well interested in anyone else." Rita said.
"Nope. My love life has been a fucking shit show lately. It's why I stepped out on a ledge and asked my brother if I could f-you know sleep with you. After like nearly a decade of being stricly fucking dickly. Christ." I said. My face was red and hot. God this felt weird to talk about with her.
Rita looked at me flabberghasted. Then she laughed. I wasn't sure how to take that.
"Ok. I forgot how blunt you can be. You're kinda like Dexter in that way. Only more crass." Rita said.
"What can I say? Fucking cop family. Not exactly known for our social graces are we?" I said.
"I suppose not." Rita said
"I kinda like it, though. Cuts through the bullshit." Rita said.
"Yeah, I guess." I said and took another swig of beer.
"Speaking of are we just here to talk or..." I ask. I wanted more than just talking. A lot more but I didn't want to pressure her. I was the outsider butting into Dexter and Rita's realtionship.
"Well...I was thinking we'd go... further." Rita said. Smiling. That look on her face...it was so damn sexy.
"Damn. Well...I'm not going to say no." I said.
Rita looked over at me and gave me a breathy sigh.
"Actually, on second thought, I could use that beer." Rita said.
"Ok, good. Cause I need a fuckin second." I said with a laugh. This felt good. I grabbed two beers and passed one over to her. Our fingers touched and I fucking blused lie a schoolgirl.
"Thanks." Rita said.
"No problem."
Silent drinking
"So...have you ever done this before? With another woman?" Rita said.
"A few times. With a few different women. Enough to know I fucking like it." I said. Another laugh. God, this was crack.
"What about you?" I asked.
"No. Not really. I made out with a few girlfriends before. One time it went...pretty far but never, you know...sex." Rita said she had to look away when she said sex. She was fuckin adorable.
"Damn. I've never been with a first-timer. Don't worry, I'll take care of you." I said, probably with some cheesy ass smirk on my face.
"I know you will." Rita said and she said it so fucking seriously it kinda took my breath away. I felt my eyes water.
"God damn. You really have that much faith in me?" I asked.
"Of course. You saved me from Paul. You introduced me to Dexter. You're a good person. I trust you. I don't know you as well as I'd like, but I do know you wouldn't do anything to hurt me or your brother." Rita said.
"You're right about that last part. I'd never hurt either of you. Not on purpose." I said.
"You really are very beautiful." Rita said.
I guess those were the magic words. I got out of my chair, crossed the room, put a hand on her cheek and kissed her.
It was a giddy rush. It was like kissing Lundy but more intense. It was like Rudy- (Don't think about him. Don't remember.)
The kiss deepened. Fuck, I wished now I had asked Dexter to share before now.
"Wow. You are...a very nice kisser." Rita said.
"Fucking right back at ya. You've been kissing Dexter like that?" I said and felt immedietly like I'd said too fucking much.
"Debra. Do you really want to talk about Dexter right now?" Rita said. Her voice low, seductive.
"...No." I said, but I thought maybe and my stomach did a flip. I was perfectly happy with where I was but...Dexter being here wouldn't upset me.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
"Then maybe we should take this to the bedroom." Rita said.
"Fuck yes, please." I said. I hadn't realized how pent up I felt since Lundy. I'd been throwing myself too hard into work and spending most of what little personal time left over hanging with my brother. Only action I was getting was with my fucking vibrator.
"Show me." Rita said. I kissed her again, and again. Then I nodded. Lead her to my bedroom. More kisses. Rita was soft, tasted so sweet. Addictive. My hands found my way to her ass and she gave a squak as I grabbed a handful.
"You have a great ass." I said.
"Thanks." She said and gave me a smack on the ass. "You do too."
I laughed and Rita slipped out of her dress. She was wearing a tiny pink bra with a matching set of panties. She looked good enough to god damn eat.
"Fuck. You are so damn sexy." I said.
"Enough flattery and take off your clothes." Rita said.
"Yes, Ma'am." I said and took off my shirt and pants. I was about to go bottomless when Rita slide over and kissed me. I returned the favor and grabbed one of her tits as the kiss deepened.
She slipped off my bra before I even noticed. That was permission enough for me to unhook hers.
She pushed me onto my bed. Rita disposed of her wet panties and joined me on the bed. My mouth was on a tit, kissing, sucking, nibblinrg, all while my hand played with the other.
"Fuck Debra." Rita said, she put her hand down my boy shorts and found my clit soon enough. It had clearly been too long because I completly forgot how fucking good lesbian sex could be. I took a kinda embarrassingly short time to cum from her jilling me off.
I shuddered as I came, my lips around Rita's nipple. It felt so god damn right.
I was still hot, burning with need. I pushed Rita down on her back. I only wanted one thing and I had leaned forward til my face was level with it.
"Can I...?" I asked. I needed to eat her out.
"Yes, Debra just do it." Rita said. I noticed that I oddly really enjoyed it when she used my full name. I took the plunge and started eating her pussy. It had been a while but it was like riding a bike. Rita's moans and groans and her smell and taste only motivating me to work harder. Her hands were in my hair, gently pulling on it. She came loudly and I felt like a goddamn sex goddess.
We lay sweaty and spent in each others arms. Rita was so soft. It was a beautiful contrast to the men I'd been spending most of my time. It was nice. No, fucking great, but a man would feel nice next to me. Strong arms to match lithe ones.
The idea of Dexter being there crossed my mind. It turned me on and made me nervous and fucking scared...but it felt right too.
"Shit it's been a while. Hadn't been with a girl since the fucking academy." I said, giggly.
"That was amazing Debra." Rita said.
"My fuckin pleasure honestly." I said.
"We do need to talk more. With Dexter too about...what this all means but..." Rita said. I nodded and looked in her eyes. So fucking intimate. Like Lundy (Like Rudy)
"But?" The pause was too long. I felt like I was going to explode.
"But...I could really go for round two about now." Rita said.
"Fuck me too." I said and I kissed her again.
