Violence Warning/Disclaimer: Some this time, but it is taken care of as quickly as possible.
Love/Sex Warning/Disclaimer: This story is about love and an explicit sexual relationship between two consenting adult women. If you are under 18 years of age, if lesbian relationships offend you or if this type of story is illegal in the state, province or country in which you live, please do not go any further. Go back to making cookies, go play with your toys or go visit the Disney site but do not read this story.
Standard Disclaimer: I really don't need a disclaimer because these gals belong to me. This is an Uber story so the physical appearance of the main characters will probably be very familiar to the reader. The main setting is Laguna Beach, California with a few trips to other localities. The names of some of the places depicted are real, although the actual settings may be embellished for the readers enjoyment. It is a present time love story.
Kudos: To my lover (who spent/spends many hours by herself while this was/is being written). Thanks to my friends and editors, Jeanne, Jan, and Maureen for catching little mistakes I otherwise would have let slip onto the pages you will be reading, thus keeping me from embarrassing myself and to my daughter, Nicole, for constant encouragement. Thanks to you for reading it and for liking Alex and Samantha enough to want to read a sequel!
Saturday, there were only two more working days in the week. Alex was hoping she
could begin formulating a plan to destroy Don Riley and have it set into motion
before Monday. She never did have much patience when it came to affairs of the
heart. She would call in all the business favors due her, if need be, to make
sure that he felt the entire scope of her reach and her wrath. Iíll
show you the basis of ĎHell hath no fury like a woman scorned.í You will rue
the day you butted heads with me, Don Riley,
and the day you broke your daughterís heart with your prejudice and
still asleep and Alex decided to give her a break and let her continue doing so
until she woke up on her own. There was nothing that needed doing today that
couldnít wait until the blonde was fully rested from the ordeal of the evening
couldnít understand how a father could be so cruel to his own child. Her
father had, by design, been absent most of her life, but she knew she held a
special place in Alís heart and that he would never knowingly hurt her. It was
his love for her momís that had instigated his even being involved her in her
conception. She realized, also, that she didnít have the problem of sexual
orientation to deal with from any of the people her family. Had she grown up to
be straight, she knew that all three of her parents would have loved her just as
much as they did now, and all would have been happy that she found love in a
world so void of it.
Her heart felt
heavy when she thought about how she had let Shawn slither away with little to
no punishment, but she would be damned if she would allow Don the same leniency.
It was to her advantage that the bonds between Sheila, Sally, and Don were
already breaking down; it would make it that much easier to accomplish her
revenge. Her plan involved no physical violence, so she wasnít sure she needed
to discuss it with Samantha. But after battling with her conscience,
Samanthaís hero decided that she would formulate everything, get it all in
place, and then run it by her lover before actually instigating the retaliation.
seemed to be conducive to clear thinking, and this morning was no exception.
First on her agenda was to place some phone calls to old colleagues. Alex
laughed to herself and shook her head at the visions running around inside her
brain while she finished brushing her teeth and combing her hair. She kept
thinking that she would love to be able to astral project herself to Donís
side when his world started falling apart. Her adrenaline was pumping, and she
felt the old surge of competition ignite a spark within her that she thought had
Coming out of the
bathroom, Alex smiled as she looked over at her sleeping beauty. Sam hadnít
moved from her position on the bed the entire time the brunette bathed and
dressed, except to grab Alexís pillow and wrap her arms around it.
the bedroom, Alex wrote a note and posted it to the mirrorĖSee you when you get up, Sweetheart. Iíll more than likely be in my
office. Love you, Me. She blew a kiss in the direction of the sleeper and
marched into the kitchen for something to eat and drink.
The Center was
still quiet when she arrived downstairs, so before heading for her sanctuary,
she unlocked the doors and was greeted by the first of the employees, who were
patiently waiting for one of the key-carrying supervisors to arrive.
Minutes later she
was sitting behind her desk organizing her strategy. Carrying out her plan was
easier to accomplish once she was in the confines of her office; all her
business numbers were stored on the computer there. Her heart actually felt
lighter after speaking to a couple of the executives from Have It All. More than
a few of the now top execs in the company had had dealings with Riley on their
way up the corporate ladder. No one liked him very much, and his arrogance was
well known in the field. They both were more than willing to offer Alex all the
help she needed in bringing about his demise. She asked one of the men she had
personally helped to promote, Phil Counsile, to fax her a copy of all the
accounts they had "allowed" ZZ Medi-aide to
accounts they really hadnít wanted to take the time to fight for. Phil told
Alex that he would go her one better. They had kept a separate file on Don Riley
and the accounts they had crossed paths with the man to either get or not get.
If Alex wanted just Rileyís files and those of the salesmen directly under
him, she would have them by the end of the afternoon. Ecstatic, Alex took her
headset off and clapped her hands. She stood, turned around, stretched, and
gazed through the window at the rippling waves, the tips of which were sparkling
with specks of gold from the morning sunlight. Yes,
this is definitely going to be a productive day!
Looking at the
clock, she saw that it was almost ten and Samantha hadnít made an appearance.
It was definitely time to take a break and go see if Sam was still sleeping or
if she just didnít feel like coming down to the Center this morning. It
wasnít like Samantha not to at least call if she wasnít coming, so Alex
assumed that her lover was still in dreamland.
When the elevator
door opened on the third floor, Alex knew immediately that Samantha was awake.
The aroma of breakfast strips and coffee pleasantly assaulted her nostrils.
youíre not planning on consuming whatever it is you are cooking all by
yourself," the executive announced as she entered the apartment and then
not," came the instant reply, as the blonde turned from the stove to smile
at her lover. "You must have radar. I was just getting ready to call and
tell you it was time for a mid-morning break. I figured there wasnít anything
pressing for me to accomplish this morning or you would have had me up and
showering before you left the apartment."
got me all figured out," Alex responded, walking over and putting her arms
around the smaller womanís waist. "This doesnít seem to be an important
day for working, and you looked so peaceful sleeping with your arms wrapped
around my pillow that I couldnít bring myself to wake you up." She
grabbed a piece of the meat substitute and popped it into her mouth before
getting her hand slapped.
Alex smiled as she reached for another, knowing that she would never get away
with grabbing two. She put her hands up in an I give up gesture and kissed Samantha on the cheek. "Want me to
pour the tea?"
Doing something helpful will keep you out of harmís way, and Iíll be able to
finish cooking. Iím just about done, so you can sit down after you put the
juice and silverware on the table."
doing this morning, Samantha?" Alex queried, trying to catch the first
expression that crossed her partnerís face.
Alex." She looked at her lover and saw pain in the sapphire blue eyes.
"Really, Iím okay," she reiterated, nodding her head . "I probably should have expected something like . . ."
even finish that sentence! There is no way in hell you should have expected
anything of the kind. I guess what I really want to know is if youíre still
mad enough to want a bit of payback?"
not going to have him physically hurt, are you Alex?"
The grimace on
Samanthaís face reinforced what the brunette already knew in her heart; there
would be no dealing with Don on a physical level. She would have to get him in
Honey, Iím not, but you need to call your sister today and tell her what
happened here last night."
placing the juice on the table and walked back into the kitchen, taking Sam in
her arms. "Talking about it canít be pleasant, Samantha, but the sooner
you contact your sister . . ."
Alex. Can we eat a nice breakfast first?"
definitely." She kissed Samantha on the head and squeezed her tightly.
"Want me to go sit down?"
you can take these with you." Samantha handed Alex both of their plates and
then grabbed the one piled with pancakes.
Even though they
tried to keep the conversation cheerful, hints of what had happened the night
before continued to creep into the breakfast chatter. Tears occasionally mingled
with syrup, but by the time the two had finished eating, Samantha could talk
about the incident without crying.
Alex told her to
forget work for the day. There was nothing pressing happening down in the Center
and taking care of personal business was more important. On a lighter note, she
mentioned that she didnít want Sam frightening the clients away with her
"Do I look
that bad?" Samantha questioned.
only kidding with you to get you to feel better."
smile when you say things like that."
Alex gave the
smaller woman a kiss good-bye and a thank you for a great brunch before heading
back down to the office. "Iíll expect a full report when I come back
up." She turned and left the apartment.
up the dishes and piled them on the counter, her eyes again filling with tears
as she ran over in her mind what she would say to Sally about what had
transpired the evening before. She decided to make the call while she felt brave
and left the dishes for later. Instead of dialing Sallyís work number, she
inadvertently dialed her home phone.
After four rings,
Samantha realized that she had dialed the wrong number and was just about to
hang up when Sally answered. With resolve Sam pushed aside her inclination to
hang up anyway and call back later and instead spoke in a soft voice to her
What are you doing home on a Monday?"
"Hi, to you,
too, Sammie, and what are you doing calling me at home on a Monday if you
thought I wasnít going to be here?" Sally answered her sister with a
question of her own and a giggle in her tone.
dialed the number out of habit," Samantha answered, relaxing a little at
the sound of her sisterís voice.
Iíll buy that. So, whatís up?"
There was an
awkward silence on the phone line.
Realizing that it
was unlike her sister to be so quiet, Sally took the lead and started the
have me worried, Sammie. Why the silent treatment?"
"I was just
trying to figure out how to start the conversation. Itís not one I relish
having over the phone, but I have no other choice."
something wrong with Alex? Did something happen between you two? I know, you had
your first fight!"
it has nothing to do with Alex. Sheís fine. Iím fine. Weíre fine. This has
to do with Daddy."
The tremor in
Samanthaís voice did not escape her sisterís ear.
on, Samantha, the easiest way to breach what can only be a horrible topic is to
open your mouth and spill it all out as quickly as possible. You know, like we
used to do when we were kids. Donít breathe until the entire situation is
Even though Sally
was trying to make it easier for her big sis, she knew that the news was not
going to be something easy to swallow. Her father had been acting terrible at
home over the past month, and whatever Samantha had to reveal was probably the
culmination of whatever it was that was making him such a bastard.
Samantha took a
deep breath and tried to focus all her energy on doing exactly what Sally had
suggested. "I think I told you when I talked to you that I was going to
have dinner with Shawn McDouglas when he was down here on business. Well,
anyway, I did. We came back to the Center afterward, and I started to show him
around downstairs. He started talking about my coming back home, and then he
made a pass at me. When I refused him, he got obnoxious. He called Alex a dyke.
One thing led to another, and before I knew it he had me down on the gym floor,
trying to rape me." She could hear Sally gasp on the other end of the phone
line, but continued quickly before she lost her nerve. "Alex came down and
beat the shit out of him. In the middle of everything he blurted out that the
entire setup was Daddyís idea. It was horrible, Sally. I didnít realize up
until that point that Daddy hated me so much."
of a bitch," Sally hissed.
deeply and exhaled. "Yeah."
okay, Sammie? Physically, I mean?"
hurt is definitely more emotional."
imagine," her sister agreed.
continued to fill Sally in on everything that Shawn had told them, and by the
end of the conversation Sally had promised to go to their parentís house as
soon as she got off the phone with Samantha and tell their mother what had
decide what I hate him for the most, Sam," Sally blurted out when her
sister was finished with her story. "Damn him! And the nerve of him trying
to cut Mom out of what she deserves for having stayed by his slimy side all
"As far as
the divorce goes," Samantha interjected, "when Mom decides to file,
that is, Alex has offered to have her lawyers represent her."
"I think Mom
will appreciate the offer, Samantha. It will take one heavy load off her
shoulders. I donít know how she will ever repay Alex . . ."
Sally . . . weíre all family now and Alex even said theyíre on retainers.
They get paid whether they work or not, and she figured this would give them
something to work on."
divorce lawyers, Samantha?"
know; I only know that if theyíre attorneys for the Dorians they have clout
and they are the best that money can buy. If Alex thinks they can handle the
case, Iím sure they can."
youíre right. Momís been ready to leave him longer than either of us ever
expected; itís just that she has been dependent on him for so many years,
sheís afraid to venture out on her own. Itís funny in a way; she raised us
to think for ourselves and to go after what we wanted out of life, the two
things she never had instilled in her."
never too late to learn, Sally, and Momís a quick learner. Alex and I have
even talked about having Mom open a New Age-type of store here in Laguna if she
wants to get away from Dad. We think it would be successful here, and it would
give Mom some self-confidence as well as making her a decent living without her
having to rely on Dad for anything."
"We can talk
about that later, Samantha; we need to take one thing at a time. For now, itís
letting Mom know what happened to you last night and who instigated the sordid
affair. I can almost guarantee that that, coupled with Alexís offer of legal
help, will encourage Mom to get her act together and leave that son of a
before I hang up, there's one other thing I want you and Mom to think about. You
have both been invited to spend Thanksgiving with us at Alexís parentís
house in La Jolla."
"Sammie . .
. I donít know what to . . ."
Mom as soon as you can and get back to me. Iíd like to give them an answer
before the nineteenth."
Samantha. Iíll get back to you on that. Iím hoping sheíll have him move
out of the house, but Iím afraid heís going to throw a fit about that after
all youíve told me tonight."
Sally, thatís where the lawyers come in. They can advise Mom on what to do.
Have her call me, or you call, whichever she feels more comfortable with, and
weíll take it from there."
A few more
repartees passed between the sisters before they finally said good-bye, with the
promise to be back in touch with each other by the beginning of the following
Samantha hung up
the phone and sighed. She could make it through the weekend before hearing what
her Mother had decided about how and when to finally leave her father. Waiting a
few more days would be an easy accomplishment after having realized that the end
was positively in sight for a marriage that had long outlasted its viability.
The kitchen was
once again clean, and the blonde had been sitting at the table drinking a cup of
tea, watching the ocean as it ebbed and flowed in a hypnotizing cadence. She
shook herself out of her reverie and called Alex to fill her in on how most of
the conversation with Sally had gone, including the discussion about the
lawyers. Alex announced that she would call the attorneys immediately and ready
them for an assignment she was sure would turn nasty. The executive then
promised to be finished with work by six, adding that the other therapist and
Angel could have the responsibility of closing up the Center.
The aroma of an
Italian deli drifted through the air, as Alex exited the elevator on the third
know you had Italian in your bloodline," Alex commented after passing
through the already open apartment door.
somewhere down the line I had Roman blood in one of my incarnations,"
Samantha replied smiling. "Or perhaps I was a Greek poet and got to venture
to the land of pasta and vino occasionally to trade with famous chefs, bartering
recipes for odes."
Samanthaís quick wit, Alex entered the kitchen and took the wooden spoon out
of the smaller womanís hand. She spun her around and kissed her passionately.
waiting all afternoon to come home and do that."
was the only response she received from her lover, other than a huge grin and
slight tilt of her head.
continued to hold Samantha close, she looked eagerly over the smaller womanís
shoulder at the pot on the stove.
pasta, and this smells fantastic!"
of my specialties. If youíre wondering why you donít see the spaghetti,
itís because I made lasagna." She pulled away from her loverís arms to
open the oven and pull out a pan of food fit for the gods.
"And we eat
when?" Alex asked.
"As soon as
you start the music and pour the wine," Samantha answered, pointing toward
the dining area.
looked in the direction Samantha indicated to behold a fully dressed table.
light the candles, also, if you want to," Samantha added. "I need to
go powder my nose, then we can sit down and eat."
elegant, and conversation for the most part was pleasant. Samantha wanted to put
the memory of her telephone discussion with her sister out of her mind, if only
for the rest of the evening. Tonight she just wanted to be with Alex and to
forget that the rest of the world existedĖespecially Don Riley. In the light
of day she would deal with whatever she needed to, but tonight she wanted to
make believe that her hero had swept her away to a castle in the clouds where
she would be protected from the evil villains of the world. Tonight she would
drown herself in sapphire eyes kissed by starlight and lips that were as sweet
Dinner had turned
out to be everything Samantha had planned. The contented look on Alexís face
as she savored the home-cooked meal and delivered constant compliments through
nonverbal as well as verbal exclamations made all the time she'd spent in the
kitchen more than worthwhile.
Sam got lost in
her daydreams as she tried to imagine a more idyllic life than living on this
cliff estate, overlooking the Pacific Ocean. Try as she would, she couldnít.
Here was where she wanted to remain forever, listening to soft music, drinking
mellow wine, and dining on excellent food, with the added privilege of sharing
the rest of her life with the gorgeous woman who sat across the table from her.
Alex spoke and
her daydream ended.
decided, would wait until morning. The table was abandoned, left cluttered with
scraped clean but unwashed dishes. Samantha insisted on putting the perishables
away while Alex readied the living room. The dark-haired beauty scattered
pillows on the floor close to the floor-to-ceiling windows and then poured the
remainder of the wine into their goblets.
The view from the
penthouse beckoned the lovers. The movement of the waves caught the shimmering
beams from the moon as they danced upon the water far below. To enhance the
effects, the wind played a symphony that the lovers imagined as being composed
for their ears only.
The day had been
emotionally long and tiring for the small blonde, yet despite that, she had big
plans in mind for the rest of the evening when she leaned back into Alexís
chest. Her lover held her tightly as they continued to listen to the mesmerizing
music of the waves, crashing on the shore far below. The last glass of wine she
had consumed turned out to be less of an aphrodisiac and more of a sedative, and
she soon fell sound asleep snuggled comfortably in the arms of love.
The sun was
beginning to streak through the bedroom windows when Samantha awoke with a
start. She quickly sat up in bed and listened to the sound of the shower coming
from the other room.
Gods be damned, Alex, you let me fall asleep! she
cursed under her breath. I had plans for
last night. "I had plans for last night," she repeated, screaming
the words into the air.
"Did you say
something?" Alex yelled from the bathroom as she turned off the running
any importance," Samantha mumbled. She let out her frustrations by hitting
on the pillows before resigning herself to having missed the opportunity she had
spent all of yesterday afternoon preparing for.
The End of Chapter 18
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