Maria's Punishment
Maria Menounos and Julianne Hough were enjoying a delightful, if not somewhat uncomfortable lunch outdoors at The Courtyard Kitchen restaurant in Santa Monica. The Dancing with the Stars pro returned home from her European tour two nights ago but had asked her lesbian girlfriend if she could have a few days alone to catch up and unwind. Maria was only too happy to comply. After the orgy that Derek had orchestrated putting the 44-year-old in the center of, Maria knew she was going to have to lie about her behavior while Julianne was away, and she was a very bad liar.
Sharing a Farmer's salad and a bottle of Pino, casual observers would almost think the two women were friends rather than lovers. Maria was taking too long to chew and swallow an olive, while Julianne simply moved her fork around in the dish rolling a cherry back and forth.
"Did you miss me?" the pretty blonde finally said breaking the silence. "I was gone for 6 weeks, or didn't you notice?" There was a slight 'tone' in her voice as Julianne finally brought the dripping fruit up to her pursed, shiny lips.
"Of course, I did" the Greek beauty offered choking into her napkin. "Didn't I say I wanted to see you as soon as you got back? You're the one who wanted to take a few days alone."
"I know. But you're not acting like you. With me. Somethings changed since I left. I expected that you'd be horny as hell, but you've hardly touched me all day. I thought you'd drag me right into bed this morning, not offer to take me to lunch."
Maria stared into her wine glass nervously. This was what she'd feared. Her face was flushing, she knew. She could feel it. "No, it-it's just been a while. I'm fine. We're fine, really."
"Then look at me" the shapely dancer pleaded with her brilliant, blue eyes. "Let's go home. Yours or mine, I don't care. I want you to fuck me. And I want, no, need to fuck you." Julianne reached across the table and took Maria's hand in hers, bringing it up to her soft, pink lips. They were sticky from the passion fruit lip gloss she'd worn, and her breath was hot.