Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 13:45:05 -0000
From: Ann Douglas <ann_douglas@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Place to Call Home -2

  	A Place to Call Home
   	    by Ann Douglas
        (ann_douglas@hotmail.com)

       (From A Suggestion By MordMorgan)

Part Two

	That night, Alex once more became
Alexandra.  Decked out in one of the few dresses
in her travel bag, she was an awesome sight.  The
outfit was a bright red, with a hem short enough
to show off her long legs, as well as low cut
enough to display a nice set of breasts.  No sooner
had she made her entrance at the VFW Hall, when
every unattached man in the place was asking her
to dance.  The brunette danced with a few of
them, all the while searching the floor for Billy
John.
	She finally spotted him dancing on the
other side of the hall with Wendy.  Alexandra
waited until the dance was over, then went up to
him and said hello.
	If Wendy had given her cold looks a
month before when she'd first walked into
Zalman's, they were friendly smiles compared to
the one she gave her now.  Wendy herself was
dressed in an outfit that made Alex's look like a
Nun's habit.  You could see her nipples sticking
right though the thin green material.
	For the next two hours, Alex dominated
Billy's time on the dance floor.  Wendy tried to
break back in a few times, then went off in search
of other prey.
	"What's say we get out of here."  Alex
whispered into Billy's ear as they danced.

	Twenty minutes later, Billy and Alex were
in the front seat of his truck, parked in the local
lover's lane.  Billy was stripped down to the waist,
giving the short haired brunette full access to his
well developed pecs.  She returned the favor, her
dress down around her own waist and her mounds
covered only by a simple bra.
	They had been lip locked for the last ten
minutes, their hands exploring each other's bodies.
In her exploration, Alex found that the wetness
she felt between her legs was mirrored by the
hardness of Billy's cock beneath his pants.  She
directed his hands to her breasts, helping him
when he had problems with the small clasp that
held it together.
	She closed her eyes as she felt his mouth
close on her nipples.  It had been far too long
since she'd felt someone else's touch on her body.
Billy might be a little short when it came to good
conversation, but he did know how to make a girl
feel good.
	Alex reached down and undid the zipper
of his pants, reaching inside and taking hold of his
cock.  Using a trick she had learned in high school
that allowed her to make a quick measurement of
a guys cock by using her hand, she judged Billy to
be just under six inches long.  Holding it tightly,
she began to jerk him off.
	"Oh baby,"  Billy moaned as her fingers
slid up and down his cock, his mouth releasing its
hold on her mounds.
	What passed for a lover's lane outside of
Danversville was actually pretty small.  As a
result, there were cars parked on both sides of
Billy's four by four.  Alex hadn't really paid any
attention to them before, but the emergence of the
full moon from behind the clouds produced
enough light for her to now see into the car to
their left.  From the higher vantage point, the
twenty-four year old had a front row seat to the
action going on just a few feet away.  To her
surprise, the girl in the next car was Wendy.
	Unable not to resist the urge to look, now
that she recognized Wendy, Alex continued to
play with Billy's cock while she watched her blond
haired rival.  Wendy and her partner were further
along in their play, progressing to the point where
she had his cock down her throat.  It was obvious
to the older girl that Wendy had a lot of practice
at what she was doing.
	So much so that her partner exploded into
her mouth a moment later, continuing to do so as
she pulled her head upward, splattering his come
all over her face.
	Alex had gotten so absorbed in what was
happening in the car next to her, she almost didn't
realize that Billy himself was about to climax.
Turning her attention back to him, she sped up her
ministrations and kissed him hard as his own
orgasm splashed across her hand.
	Billy groaned loudly as his cock emptied
his seed.  He had been using his own hand to try
and bring Alex to orgasm as well, but had failed in
his goal.  With his own climax quickly subsiding,
he lost all interest in trying to bring her off as well.

	Billy John was silent all during the drive
back to Marilyn's house.  If the hunk's normal date
conversation was spotty at best, his post-orgasmic
patter was non-existent.  Despite their intimacy of
a brief time before, Alex just gave him a chaste
kiss goodnight and sent him on his way.
	It was just past midnight when she walked
through the door, so the young woman took extra
care not to make any noise loud enough to wake
her host. A quick trip to the bathroom to wash up
and take care of personal hygiene, then Alex was
off to bed.

	As she lay there beneath the sheet, Alex
began to almost regret sending Billy home so
soon.  True, despite his really good looks he
wasn't exactly what you might call great lover
material, but he was still a hot bod and a hard
cock.  It had been two months since the last time
she had been laid, the night she had spent with
that cop back in Belltown.  The memory of his
cock deep inside of her sent Alex's hand down
into her panties.  Her fingers stroking her still
damp pussy as they attempted to complete the job
Bill had left unfinished.  She played with herself
for a few minutes, then gave up in frustration.
The brief memories were too distant for her to
really use as a springboard to orgasm.  Deciding
that tomorrow was indeed another day, she rolled
over and drifted off to sleep.


	"Oh baby!"
	Alex's eyes opened hesitantly, trying to
focus on the alarm clock on her night table. The
red digits read one thirty-four.  What was she
doing awake, she asked herself.
	"Oh yeah, baby, do it to me!"
	At first, Alex had thought the voice she
had heard had been part of a dream.  This time,
she immediately recognized it as belonging to
Marilyn.  Automatically, the young brunette
turned her attention to the common wall that
separated their bedrooms.
	"That's it, lick me there, you know how
much I love it."
	Now fully awake, Alex sat up in bed as she
realized that Marilyn had an overnight guest.
Originally, Alex had moved into the small
bedroom furthest from Marilyn's.  Then last week
she started fixing the cracks in that room and had
moved to this one.
	"Oh God!"  came the voice through the
wall.
	"These walls are thinner than I thought."
Alex thought as she listened to the sounds of
lovemaking from Marilyn's room.  "Those old
Victorians must've been real quiet lovers."
	Thoughts of the house's original occupants
quickly vanished as Marilyn's voice and the
rocking of her bed became louder and faster.
	"Damn, he must be driving her up the
wall."  Alex said to herself as she imagined the
forty-two year old spread out on the bed, enjoying
an oral massage on her clit. "No wonder Marilyn
wanted me to go out tonight."
	Alex knew there was no way she was
going back to sleep, this was already too exciting.
The brunette found herself running her hands over
her breasts, playing with her nipples.  She couldn't
believe how very excited she was getting just by
listening to the two of them.  Who needed faded
memories of Belltown when she had this going on
just next door.
	Grabbing both of her large mounds and
squeezing them tightly, the younger woman also
felt a bit of envy.  It was obvious from her
reactions that Marilyn had a first class pussy-licker
in there.  That was a rare commodity as few guys
she knew wanted to spend any more time down
there that they didn't have to.  Usually it was just
enough to get her wet and then get their cocks up
inside her.  And in her case, that took no time at
all.
	Alex glanced back at the clock and
realized that Marilyn's friend had been going
down on her for a quarter hour now.  At least it
had been that long since Alex had woken up to the
sound of it.  That was at least twice the time any
of her recent lovers had spent, and from the sound
of the couple in the next room, they showed no
signs of stopping soon.
	The twenty-four year old reached down
between her legs and found her pussy soaked from
the excitement.  She slid two fingers inside herself
and leaned back on her pillow.  In and out she
began to move her fingers, using her other hand to
still massage her breasts.  Her darting tongue
continued to rub along her lips, as if she were
kissing a phantom lover.
	It wasn't long before Alex matched her
gyrations to the sounds of the creaking bed in the
room next door.  She could imagine herself in
Marilyn's place, a wet mouth pressed hard against
her pussy.  Marilyn's moans through the wall
grew louder and louder, signaling her approaching
orgasm.  Alex had a late start but wasn't far
behind.
	"Oh yes, oh God baby, yes!"  Alex heard
Marilyn call out as her lover brought her to
climax.
	Whatever came next was drowned out by
the roar of her own orgasm as it ripped across her
body.  Alex gritted her teeth tightly  to keep it a
silent one, thinking she would never live down the
mortification if Marilyn and her date heard her.  If
they knew she was masturbating while listening to
their lovemaking.
	The sudden explosion from her loins
drained whatever energy her brief sleep had
restored to her body.  It had been good, Alex
admitted, but now she was more than exhausted.
This more than made up for the disappointing
night with Billy.
	The sounds from the next room had
stopped for the moment.  Either they were done
or just gearing up for round two.  Whichever it
was, they would do it without an audience this
time.  Alex closed her eyes, not to open them
again until the morning.
	"Thank you, Marilyn."  she said to herself
as she felt sleep overtaking her like a comforting
blanket.


	Alex heard voices in the living room as she
came down the steps from the second floor early
the next morning.  Evidently Marilyn was saying
goodbye to her guest.  The short haired brunette
paused for a moment, wondering if she should go
back upstairs until he had left. But her curiosity
was overwhelming.  She had to see what he
looked like.  To see what Marilyn's type was.
	Alex stepped into the living room just in
time to see Marilyn, who was wearing a short
bathrobe, kissing her lover goodbye.  From her
vantage point, she couldn't see much other than
the dark haired woman's back.  The large potted
plants blocked her lover.  Alex couldn't tell if he
was tall or short, or even young or old.
	Whatever his age, the goodbye kiss he was
giving her was obviously a lot better than the one
Alex had gotten from Billy.  Consumed even more
with curiosity, the younger woman moved out
into the center of the room to try and get a better
look.  Finally their kiss broke and Marilyn stepped
back enough for Alex to get a clear look.
	"Omigod!"  Alex gasped.  "He was a she!"
	And not just a she, her mind registered a
second later.  It was Gloria Zalman!
	There was no mistaking her, not with
those large oversized breasts and flaming red hair
that Alex had seen on so many trips to the
hardware store.  The two women kissed one last
time before Gloria disappeared out the door.

	Alex stood there dumbfounded as Marilyn
watched her lover walk down the path to the
carport.  She didn't even react to Alex's presence
until she closed the door and turned all the way
around to see her standing there in the middle of
the room.  If was obvious she had been standing
there all the while.
	"I guess I probably should've mentioned
this before,"  Marilyn said in a half smile.  "I hope
it's not going to be a problem."


	Marilyn had already made breakfast so the
two of them moved to the kitchen.  They ate
wordlessly, simply because neither of them really
knew what to say.
	"Have you and Gloria been together
long?"  Alex finally broke the silence.
	"Just a few months. actually."  she
answered.
	"It must feel so nice to be in love."  Alex
smiled.
	"Well, I wouldn't really say Gloria and I
are in love," Marilyn said.  "Don't get me wrong, I
love Gloria, I really do.  I think she's the dearest,
sweetest friend I've had in a long time.  But to be
honest, I'd have to say what we share is really just
recreational sex.  Just two friends taking care of
each other's needs.  It's been ages since I could say
I've been in love."
	"Recreational sex ..."  Alex repeated.
"Okay, I can understand that."
	"We just get together once in a while and
have a little fun,"  Marilyn added.  "Nothing
serious.  In fact, Gloria even told me she's also
seeing someone else, but won't say who."
	"Well as long as that doesn't bother you."
Alex said.
	"Have you ever done it?"  Marilyn asked
out of curiosity.
	"Recreational sex?"  Alex replied.  "Of
course.  With my lifestyle it's about the only sex I
really have.  I never really stay in one place long
enough to get into a serious relationship."
	"I mean with another woman?"  the dark
haired woman corrected her question.
	"Oh,"  Alex replied, then seemed to pause
a few moments as if she was deciding if she really
wanted to answer the question.  "Yeah, I've been
there.  Once during my year of college, just to see
what all the fuss was about.  Then there was a
woman I met when my car broke down in New
Mexico."
	For a brief second, Alex could see the face
of the woman in New Mexico in her mind's eye.
Her name was Linda Baker.  She was older, just
about Marilyn's age, with dark curly red hair.
What the younger girl left out of her answer was
that even after her car had been fixed, she'd stayed
in the small town for two weeks, sharing the
woman's bed every night.
	"Did you enjoy it?"
	"What?"  Alex asked as she snapped back
from her brief foray into her memory.
	"I asked if you enjoyed it?"
	"If was different,"  Alex said, the image of
a moment ago reappearing.  "Yes, I'd have to say
I did."
	Marilyn smiled and seemed about to say
something else.  Instead, she tossed the last of her
eggs into her mouth, then excused herself, saying
she had some work to do.  Alex said she had to
head over to the hardware store to pick up the
new molding she had ordered.


	"Good Morning," Alex smiled as she
walked up to the counter at Zalman's hardware.
"Did the molding I ordered come in?"
	Wendy gave Alex the same cold look that
she seemed to keep just for her, saying that she
had to see Mrs. Zalman for that.  Alex thanked her
warmly, knowing that nothing annoyed her more.
	The contractor waited a few minutes for
Gloria to appear.  When she did Alex was
surprised at how fresh she looked, seeing as the
redhead had spent the night rocking the sheets
with Marilyn.
	"Oh they came in last night,"  Gloria said,
giving Alex a smile as warm as Wendy's was cold.
"I'll have Billy load them up for you as soon as he
finishes up in the yard."
	"Thank you."
	"Meanwhile, why don't you come in the
office,"  Gloria suggested.  "I have a few new
product brochures that came in that you might
find helpful."
	Alex followed Gloria into the back office,
walking past a still disapproving Wendy.  Gloria
told Wendy to have the molding loaded, then shut
the door behind them.
	"The brochures are on the desk, but I'd
like to talk to you a moment first."  Gloria said.
	"Sure, what's up?"
	"How did things go with you and Marilyn
after I left this morning?" she asked surprisingly.
"Any problems?"
	"Excuse me?"
	"I saw you standing in the living room
when I kissed Marilyn goodbye,"  Gloria said.  "I
was just curious if it caused any problems."
	"No, not at all,"  Alex answered.  "Marilyn
explained the relationship the two of you have and
that was that."
	"And you don't have a problem with it?  I
mean with me and her being ...  I mean the idea
that two women could be like that."
	"Do you mean that am I bothered by the
idea of women being sexual with each other?"
Alex said. "Not at all."
	"That's good, because I know that Marilyn
has come to like you a great deal in the last few
weeks and I wouldn't want to be the one to cause
any problems with that."
	"Well you don't have to worry about that.
Marilyn and I are fine."
	"I'm really glad,"  Gloria said.  "Because I
have to say I've come to like you as well."
	"I'm glad,"  Alex smiled.  "I think you're
pretty nice too."
	"What I mean to say,"  Gloria went on as
she moved closer.  "Is that I find you quite an
attractive young woman.  One that I really would
like to get to know better. How do you think you
might feel about that?"
	Alex didn't answer immediately.  Her
attention was drawn to the fact that Gloria was
now resting her hand on the brunette's denim
covered breasts, stroking her flesh through the
open gap between buttons.
	"I guess I'd have to think about that a little
more," Alex finally answered, a warm flush filling
her face.  "It's not something I do all the time."
	Gloria seemed encouraged by her
response, especially the fact that Alex hadn't
rejected her advance out of hand.
	"Do you find me attractive as well?"
Gloria asked.
	Alex looked deep into the older woman's
face, then glanced down at the ample mound
staining against the confines of her dress.  In many
ways she reminded her very much of Linda.
	"Yes I do," She finally answered. "Very
much so."
	That answer pleased Gloria even more as
she leaned forward and kissed Alex on the lips.  It
was a brief kiss, but one filled with a promise of
what might be to come.

	"Well I'm sure Billy has your supplies
loaded by now."  Gloria said as she took a step
back, reluctant to press her interest in the younger
woman too far and too quickly.
	"I would think so."  Alex said as she
turned to leave, the taste of Gloria's lips pressed
against hers still fresh in her mind.
	Alex stepped back out of the office, the
promised booklets in her hand.  She had started to
close the door behind her when Gloria said.
	"Call me."
	Alex paused for a second, then gave her a
noncommittal smile in response.

	Turning as she stepped forward, Alex
almost bumped into Wendy who had been
standing almost behind her.  Alex was stunned by
the look now on the girl's face.  If looks could kill,
the twenty-four year old would now be planning
her funeral.
	"Your trucks all loaded."  the blond said in
a voice laced with hostility.
	"What the hell is her problem?"  Alex
thought as she gave another one of her 'killing
with kindness' thank you's.
	"She knows I didn't try and cut into her
little arrangement with Mr. Zalman,"  Alex said to
herself, remembering the reason for Wendy's
original animosity.  "And she can't be still angry
with my picking up Billy at the dance, not the way
she just shifted her gears and picked up that guy
she was blowing in lover's lane."
	Alex had just made it to the door when
Gloria came back out of the office.  She saw
Wendy turn in the older woman's direction, a
softer, but still irritated look on her face.
	"Now that's strange,"  Alex said to herself
as she walked out into the street. "What has she
got to be mad at Gloria for?"
	A minute later, after she had checked the
load in the back and then climbed behind the
wheel, the answer to her question hit her like a ton
of bricks.
	"Holy shit!"  she called out in her mind as
the pieces came together all at once.  "That little
tramp is sleeping with both the husband and the
wife.  She's the one Marilyn had alluded to this
morning.  It's no wonder Gloria put up with her
husband's dalliances.  She was eating out of the
same pie."
	Alex laughed at her own joke as she pulled
into traffic.  Small towns might lack a lot of the
things you find in the big city, but this one at least
had more than it's share of sexual hijinks.


	Later that night, Alex walked into the
living room where Marilyn was curled up on one
end of  the sofa watching television.  The hour
was late and the dark haired woman was already
in her pajamas.  One advantage to the twin
satellite dishes she had on the room was that she
had access to almost every channel in the country.
The younger brunette dropped down into the
cushion next to her and let out a sigh of relief.
	"The molding in the kitchen is finally
done."  she said as her head pressed back against
the soft pillow.  "I don't want to see another
hammer until next week."
	"Well I guess we won't be watching Home
Improvement reruns then."  Marilyn laughed as
she tossed Alex the multi-function control.  "Since
you worked so hard today, you get to pick what
we watch."
	Alex grinned as she began surfing through
the channels.
	"I thought you had plans to go out on a
date tonight?"  Marilyn said as she watched the
images change.
	"Changed my mind.  I really wasn't in the
mood,"  she replied as she stopped at one of the
movie channels.  "In fact, I don't think I'll be
seeing Billy again."
	"Well, there are plenty of other nice people
in this town."  Marilyn said.
	Alex didn't miss the fact that Marilyn had
said 'nice people' and not 'nice guys'.
	"Actually ..." she began to say, then
paused for a moment to consider if she really
wanted to voice what she was thinking. Seeing
that Marilyn was waiting for her to finish, she
went on. "Actually, I was asked out today."
	"Really?  By who?"
	"Your friend, Gloria."  she replied.
	Alex looked into Marilyn's face to see if
the news upset her.  Her expression, however,
remained neutral.
	"Are you going to take her up on it?" she
finally asked after a moments pause.
	"To be honest, I was really tempted,"
Alex admitted.  "But decided in the end not to go
there."
	"I hope you didn't turn her down because
of me,"  Marilyn said.  "Like I told you, both of us
are free to see other people."
	"That did enter my mind,"  Alex admitted.
"But that wasn't the reason I decided not to."
	"I hope you weren't upset that she asked
you."  said the older woman.
	"Not at all,"  Alex smiled.  "Like I said, I
was really tempted."
	"I can't blame her though,"  Marilyn said.
"I have to admit that I came close to asking you
myself."
	"Really?"  Alex said in surprise.  "How
come you didn't?"
	"I could say that I was worried that if you
took offense, I'd never get the rest of my house
fixed."  she laughed.  "But I guess the real reason
is that I was afraid that you'd up and leave. If all I
can have is your friendship, then I'll settle for that.
I've come to enjoy having you around these past
weeks. A lot more than I've enjoyed anyone else's
company for a long time."

	Alex looked into Marilyn's eyes and saw
the honesty of what she had said.  It was a feeling
she had felt within herself this past month.  That
was the real reason she had tossed aside the idea
of spending the night with either Billy or Gloria.
	Alex leaned over and kissed Marilyn softly
on her lips.  A kiss much more enjoyable that the
one she'd received from Gloria hours before.  A
kiss fueled by the first fires of love.
	"I've been thinking about what that might
feel like since the day you showed up on my
doorstep."  Marilyn said as they broke the brief
kiss.
	"I think I have too, even if I didn't really
know it."  Alex added as she rested her head
against Marilyn's breast.
	"So what now my little love?"  Marilyn
asked as she kissed the top of Alex's head.
	That simple term of endearment brought a
rush to Alex's heart.  For the first time in her years
of wandering, she felt like she belonged.

	Reality finally hit her with the realization
that she was still covered with the debris of the
day's work.  Marilyn didn't seem to mind in the
least, but Alex wanted this moment to be perfect.
	"I'm a mess." she said out loud.
	"You're beautiful."  Marilyn responded.
	"Would you be really offended if I ran up
and took a quick shower? Alex asked hesitantly.
"I'd really rather be at my best for you."
	Marilyn smiled at the younger woman as
she brushed away some of the construction dust
off Alex's face.  "I have a better idea."  she said.


	"Oh you were right,"  Alex said as she
practically melted in the warm, sudsy bath water.
"This is much, much better."
	"I thought you'd like it,"  Marilyn said as
she tilted back Alex's head just enough to kiss her
lips softly.  "I could loose myself in here for hours,
or until at least the water turns cold."
	The large antique tub they floated in,
Marilyn on the bottom with Alex in her arms, had
belonged to the original owner of the old house.
He had been a wealthy merchant in the town and
also weighed in at over three hundred pounds.
He'd had the old fashion four leg bathtub
especially made to fit his bulk, so there was more
than enough room in there for the two women.
	Marilyn continued to stroke Alex's arms,
washing them with the soap filled water.  She
cupped the younger girl's breasts, playing with the
small brown nipples with her fingers.  She smiled
as she felt them grow hard in her hands.
	"Oh that feels nice," Alex said as she
rested her head against the full softness of
Marilyn's own mounds.
	Turning her head, Alex was able to just
about plant a kiss atop Marilyn's own larger
nipple, playing with it for just a brief moment.
	"Mmm,"  Marilyn responded.  "Kisses like
that will get you everywhere."  she laughed.  "But
why don't you just relax and let me take care of
you for now.  There will be plenty of time for you
to reciprocate later on."
	"Sounds good to me."  Alex replied.