Authors: Rachael Orman
Gwen returned to the apartment
expecting to find McKayla. But she wasn’t there. Gwen showered and even though
she still had a good amount of alcohol in her system, she felt alive, awake, it
was time for a change and it was happening now. She went about cleaning the
apartment, the kitchen, picking up all the dirty clothes and putting them in
the hamper for her to wash the next day. She sat on the couch to cool down. She
was sweating like crazy. She closed her eyes as the fan blew cool air on her.
“Gwen?” McKayla’s soft voice woke
Gwen. Gwen blinked her eyes a few times. She must have fallen asleep. McKayla
was kneeling on the floor next to where she was sitting on the couch.
“Hi.” Gwen smiled largely at
McKayla, taking her beautiful face in her hands and pulling her forward for a
soft kiss.
“Hi.” McKayla said raising an
eyebrow, obviously confused at this sudden change in Gwen. She’d noticed the
clean apartment, which Gwen hadn’t cared about in weeks.
“We need to talk.” Gwen pulled her
onto the couch next to her. McKayla laid back on the arm of the couch while
Gwen put her head on her chest and wrapped her arm and leg over her.
“Ok. Gwen, I’m ready to listen. Let
it out.” McKayla softly ran her hand over Gwen’s hair.
“Please let me finish it. You are
going to want to interrupt but please let me just get it all out.” McKayla just
nodded and continued to rub Gwen’s hair and back. Gwen took a deep breath
before softly blowing it out. She told McKayla everything.
Gwen told McKayla how she’d been 17
when she’d escaped, no longer the preteen that she’d been when captured. When
she’d lost the pregnancy, she’d been in a homeless shelter eating dinner.
She’d gone into a severe depression. After not pulling out of it for weeks, her
friends had nudged her into going to the rape survival meetings, where she’d
met McKayla. That first meeting had changed her entire life. She told her how
meeting the incredibly beautiful blonde had shifted her whole world, made her
see that there was still beauty in this world. How’d she learned there were
people out there that understood what she had gone through and was going through.
She finally told McKayla all about
her time in captivity and the gruesome acts and violations her captors had done
to her. She told her about how she’d finally escaped.
Gwen didn’t look up once the words
were done tumbling from her mouth. She doubted she had worded it right. She
doubted she could ever use words to describe just how dirty and horrible things
had been or at the end of her story, just how wonderful and fresh it had been
to set her eyes on McKayla. She didn’t think she could ever put into words just
how those beautiful blue eyes had pierced her to her soul without even meaning
to. The way the soul within McKayla spoke to her in a way that nothing ever had
before.
After a few breaths and giving
McKayla a chance to process her story, she pulled back and looked up at the
face of the woman she loved. McKayla had tears running in thick streams down
her face.
“Why didn’t you tell me any of this
before? We’ve been together for 10 years and you haven’t told me half of this!”
McKayla said obviously still trying to process everything Gwen had told her.
“It was just easier to keep it to
myself. It is still easier but I think it was time that I just let you know the
whole story and let you decide if you can be with a murderer. I’ve been raped,
tortured, and homeless. I’ve miscarried far too many babies.” Gwen sobbed. She
hadn’t even realized she was crying. She reached up and realized that she had
tears rolling quickly down her cheeks. She couldn’t remember the last time she
had cried and now the tears were coming so fast she couldn’t stop them.
McKayla pulled her down to her chest again as soft keening cries escaped her
lips. Gwen didn’t know how long the two of them laid on the couch together. She
cried more tears than she thought humanly possible. But she actually felt
lighter now than she had in a long, long time. She felt like she had cried out
part of the horrors she’d carried inside her for so long.
Gwen slipped over McKayla’s body as
she stood up next to the couch. Looking down at McKayla, whose dark blue eyes
reflected the same pain Gwen had, Gwen realized that this confession had been
just as hard for McKayla. She held out a hand, which McKayla used to stand up.
Gwen linked their fingers and led her to the bathroom.
“Shower with me.” Gwen said quietly,
afraid that McKayla might reject her, even if she knew the thought was
ridiculous she couldn’t help but fear the possibility. McKayla put her finger
under Gwen’s chin and lifted it until she met her eyes.
“Yes, Gwen, I want to shower with
you. I want to take you to bed and make sweet passionate love with you. I want
to show you what a wonderful person you really are.” McKayla said with such
firm convicted tone that made tears spring to Gwen’s eyes again. Apparently
once she started crying, it was going to be hard to stop from crying again.
“God, I love you.” Gwen grabbed
McKayla around the shoulders a bit rougher than she meant to, pulling her
close. She pressed her forehead to McKayla’s as her hands ran down her arms and
back up to her shoulders. She reached up and pulled the ponytail out of
McKayla’s hair, letting her long hair fall down around both of them as Gwen
kissed her neck.
McKayla’s hands were in Gwen’s
hair, holding her close as she tilted her neck giving her more skin to kiss.
Gwen walked around McKayla so she was standing behind her. She grabbed
McKayla’s hands and placed them on the counter so she was looking at herself in
the mirror. She pressed her knee between McKayla’s as she shoved all McKayla’s
hair over one shoulder so she could still kiss McKayla’s neck. She bit down on
McKayla’s earlobe as she reached around and grabbed both her breasts. McKayla
turned her head to kiss her over her shoulder.
Gwen stepped back to quickly pull
McKayla’s top off before pressing back against her. She massaged her breast
while staring into her eyes in the mirror. McKayla bit down on her lower lip
when she moved her eyes to watch Gwen’s hands on her breasts. One of Gwen’s
hands slowly slid down from McKayla’s breast to slip into the front of her
jeans. But her hand got caught causing her to growl in frustration. She yanked
her hand out before using both hands to roughly tear at the button on the jeans
and unzipping them.
She slid her hand under McKayla’s
panties and into the sweet slick juices that awaited her. McKayla let out a
whimper at the caress. Gwen massaged a breast while her fingers circled
McKayla’s clit. McKayla grasped the counter as her knees grew weak and she
moaned. She bit her lip again and pressed her head back against Gwen’s
shoulder.
Gwen looked down over McKayla’s
beautiful body to watch her own hand pleasuring McKayla. When she pinched hard
down on McKayla’s nipple, she cried out. McKayla could feel her orgasm growing
close, her hips were starting to move in sync with Gwen’s fingers. Gwen bit
down on her neck, sucking on her neck as McKayla’s orgasm rushed through her.
She locked her knees and leaned back against Gwen so she stayed standing as
waves of pleasure rocked her.
McKayla turned in her arms once the
sweet waves of her orgasm passed. She pressed back on Gwen’s shoulders till she
was pressed against the bathroom door. She slid her lips against Gwen’s. At
first it was a soft tender kiss but it quickly became deep and passionate.
McKayla slid her tongue along Gwen’s as her fingers unbuttoned Gwen’s jeans.
She pulled back from the kiss to
kiss down Gwen’s chest, then belly as she kneeled before Gwen. She looked up
into Gwen’s eyes as she pulled down her jeans and helped her step from them.
She took off her panties next, taking her time to slowly slide them down her
legs. She slipped two fingers through Gwen’s slit finding she was more than
ready. McKayla leaned forward and sucked her clit into her mouth as she shoved
two fingers deep into her.
Gwen spread her legs more and threw
her head back against the door. A moan slipped out of her lips as she grabbed a
handful of McKayla’s hair. McKayla’s fingers moved slowly in and out as her
tongue followed a slow teasing flicking motion over her clit. She took her
time sliding in and out, flicking and circling her clit, slowly pushing Gwen
closer and closer to the edge. Gwen could feel it coming from a long way off,
her orgasm slowly crawled up her legs before exploding hard and fast out from
her core. She locked her knees but she couldn’t hold herself up and ended up
sliding down the door.
Once she recovered, she laughed.
Both her and McKayla were sprawled on the ground in the bathroom, both half
dressed.
“Mmm, now that’s how I like to see
you.” McKayla laughed with her. She pulled Gwen into an embrace and kissed her
tenderly on the lips. Although hearing about her past had been hard and
upsetting that Gwen had kept so many secrets from her. She’d known about the
rape and the beatings but there had been so many other things Gwen had kept to
herself. They would get stronger from this. McKayla would find a way to deal
with anything as long as Gwen was with her. She noticed Gwen was smiling at
her. “What?”
“I love you. That’s all. I love the
way you look at me. The way you make me feel just by using your eyes.” Gwen
said smiling for the first time in a long time. She was still hurting inside
from Cole, but she having shared so many secrets with McKayla, she felt like
the thing with Cole was such a small thing now. She’d never have to see him again
anyway. He knew nothing about her and she had everything she needed right now
here in her arms.
“Hmm, well, I like looking at you
especially when you are like this.” McKayla said playfully pinching a nipple.
Gwen laughed and swatted at her hand.
“You certainly have a way to change
the mood.” Gwen smiled at her. She stood and helped McKayla to stand as well,
before pulling her close again. She bit down softly on her bottom lip, “Let’s
get that shower now.”
“Today I had something interesting
happen.” McKayla said as she wrapped a towel around her hair then one around
her body. Gwen had wrapped a towel around her body and was using another one to
squeeze out some moisture from her hair.
“Oh yea?” Gwen turned and looked at
her, dropping her hair towel on the counter while resting her hip on the ledge.
“I had a modeling agent give me his
card and ask me to come by his office.” McKayla said as she rubbed moisturizer
into her face. Gwen grabbed the lotion and started rubbing some on her arms as
she thought about what McKayla had said.
“You gonna go meet him?” She asked
after only a few seconds, moving to rub lotion on her legs.
“I don’t know. I mean, I’ve never
really thought about it.” McKayla shrugged a bit. She reached up and pulled the
towel from around her hair, her long blonde hair falling around her shoulders.
“Come here.” Gwen sat on the
counter and pushed out the little vanity stool that had been tucked under the
counter with her foot. McKayla came and sat down between Gwen’s thighs on the
backless chair, her back to Gwen. Gwen grabbed a brush and started carefully
running it through McKayla’s wet hair. Gwen’s feet rested on either side of
McKayla’s hips as she combed out her hair for her. “I think you’d be very good
at it.”
“Yeah?” McKayla didn’t sound so
sure. She wrapped her arms around Gwen’s calves, hands resting on the top of
Gwen’s feet. “I’m just not sure I’d even know what to do.”
“You know more than you think you
do. I bet it’ll come natural. Your body is sexy as hell. You have beautiful
hair like a lot of models. Plus, you have the cutest damn smile.” Gwen said
dragging the brush through McKayla’s hair. Gwen laughed a short laugh. “Look at
us. Both of us growing up and moving on to bigger and better things in life.”
“Well, I don’t know about all that.
It’s just an initial meeting, we will just have to wait and see where it goes.”
McKayla said, still doubtful she could actually be successful.
“I’m sure you’ll be great.” Gwen
leaned forward and kissed her head before putting the brush down. McKayla stood
up and tossed a smile over her shoulder before heading to the bedroom. Gwen
followed so they could both get dressed. As she walked in the room, McKayla
dropped her towel and sat on the edge of the bed to slip on the panties she had
grabbed from the draw by the door. Gwen dropped her towel and moved to stand
right in front of McKayla. “Oh no no... You aren’t getting dressed yet.”
“Oh, I’m not?” McKayla looked up at
her with a smile. Gwen pushed her shoulders back so she lay back on the bed.
She motioned for McKayla to scoot back fully onto the bed and roll onto her
stomach. Gwen put a knee on either side of McKayla’s and slowly crawled up the
bed so that she was kneeling over McKayla’s body. She grabbed a bottle of lotion
from the night stand and filled her palm with it. She picked up McKayla’s hand
and took her time massaging and rubbing in the lotion on the one arm before
moving to the other arm. She repeated the process with each leg before starting
on her back.
Gwen took her time massaging away
all the tight knots in her back undoubtedly it was her fault most of them were
there. She rubbed in the last of the lotion on her back before moving farther
down her body. She quickly spread lotion over McKayla’s sides and butt before
moving to sit next to her. “Roll over.” McKayla did as she was told. Gwen
quickly rubbed lotion on her breasts and stomach. She wasn’t trying to make it
sensual but just finished the relaxing massage. “I love you.” Gwen said before
placing a soft kiss on McKayla’s slightly parted lips. This was the least she
could do after putting McKayla through hell the last couple weeks.
“Mmm. I suppose I’m allowed to get
dressed now. Too bad I can’t feel my arms or legs so I guess I’ll just lay here
for a while.” McKayla said with her eyes closed, her breathing slowing even
more. “I love you too” She barely murmured. Gwen could tell she was falling
asleep so she got up and made sure all the lights were off in the apartment and
crawled into the bed still naked with her. She pulled up the covers, noting the
big red numbers saying it was 7am. What a way to start a new day with a new
outlook on life.