Chapter 2: New Yor - Reunion

Dear Readers: This chapter begins the meat of this story. The two main characters get together to discuss Rebecca's desire to be lovers, and a couple once again. This chapter does have sex, detailed and graphic, in it. I hope you enjoy it.

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A Love So Beautiful

Chapter 2: New York - Reunion

I was sitting on the bed, wearing a nightshirt, no bra, and boy shorts, commando, reviewing my latest writing of my new book, checking grammar, left-out words, etc. Just standard stuff a writer does with their manuscript, when the room phone rang. The phone ringing spooked me, breaking the quiet I had been ensconced while reviewing, with soft classical music in the background.

I answered it, "Hello."

"It's your double occupant. I tried your phone, but it went straight to voicemail."

"Hi Charlie! Yeah, sorry, I turned my phone off, letting it recharge, and letting me get some writing done without interruptions."

"No problem, the desk clerk let me use the in-house phone. I have my key and am on the way up."

"Great!"

Charlie giggled, and said, "You might want to turn on your phone."

"Why?"

"Just do it. I'll be there, toot sweet."

"Looking forward to seeing you."

"As am I. Bye"

Before I could say goodbye, the phone went dead.

I saved my work on my laptop, closed it, stood up and stretched for a moment, putting the laptop on one of the end tables in the room.

I walked over to the nightstand by the bed, grabbed my fully recharged phone and turned it on. The notification sound began to chime and continued chiming for several minutes. I was apparently flooded with calls and/or texts. Before I even had a chance to look at what was flooding my phone I heard a knock on the door.

I opened the door and there stood Charlie, with an overnight bag, a clothes bag, and a briefcase slung over her shoulder.

"My hands were a bit occupied, so I knocked with my foot."

"I can see that," I swung the door open wide, "Come in, come in."

"Thanks."

Charlie came in the room, looked around the room, gave a little whistle, and said, "Wow, very nice."

I just smiled and nodded.

Charlie walked over to one of the small couches in the room, putting her briefcase on the floor, and then placing her clothes bag on the couch, along with her overnight bag.

I looked at her, smiling at me, and we both walked toward each other into a passionate kiss and hug.

When we broke the kiss, I said, "I turned on my phone and it is flooded with notifications from all the chiming it was doing. I haven't even had a chance to look at what all is on it."

Charlie snickered, with a big smile on her face, "You probably want to take a look at it."

Just as I picked up my phone a call came across, my mother, just great. Don't get me wrong, I love my mom, we get along very well, I just didn't need to hear from her right now.

I looked over at Charlie, rolled my eyes, and said, "It's my mother."

Charlie smirked, and said, "Answer the call."

I gave her a look, hit the accept button, and said, "Hi mom."

"Rebecca," Oh no something is up, my mother rarely calls me Rebecca, usually just Bec, "I have called you two times and they both went straight to voicemail."

"I was doing some writing and had my phone turned off and recharging."

"Where are you?"

"I'm in New York City."

"Did you see Charlie today?"

Now that was a question from out of the blue, it was certainly not a question I had even thought would be asked.

"Yes. Why?"

"No. Hang on for a moment," I put the phone on speaker, "Mom, you are on speaker now. Charlie is here with me right now. Please repeat what you just said."

"Have you looked at your website, or Charlie's? Charlie's there?"

"Yes, Charlie is here."

"Hi Charlie,"

"Hi Carol."

"Where is here?"

"I have a room at the Plaza, and she is here."

"The Plaza! Why in the world are at such an expensive hotel?"

"Well, not that is really any of your business, but I felt like splurging, if that is okay."

Another voice came across the line, "Hi Bec, nothing at all is wrong with pampering oneself sometimes. Hi Charlie!"

Charlie had pulled her laptop from her briefcase and had opened it, "Hi Alex!"

My mom said, "Oops, I forgot to tell you I have you on speaker also. Sorry."

"Hi Alex," I said.

Charlie turned her laptop so I could see the screen. It was on her website, with a picture of our overly passionate kiss at the exhibit earlier.

"Shit."

"What?"

"Charlie just showed me her website and there is a picture of us kissing at her exhibition earlier today."

Alex chimed in, "A very hot kiss!" chuckling.

Charlie, laughing, "Alex, it was that!"

I rolled my eyes at Charlie again, "Is this why you called mom?"

"Of course it is! You and Charlie haven't seen each other in like eight years, and now you are lip locked on the web! What is going on?"

Charlie was giggling constantly now, her eyes bright with mirth.

"I went to see her exhibition and when we saw each other, it just happened. And, I have absolutely no regrets at all that it happened!"

I could hear Alex laughing in the background, and then she said, "Whoop, whoop!"

That made Charlie burst out laughing, loudly.

"Charlie and Alex, it is not funny, this is serious," my mom said.

While I partially agreed with her, I also thought it was damn funny at the same time.

"Mom, it really is pretty funny."

"Have you two looked at your sites and all the comments?"

"I have not looked at mine, but I see Charlie's and a bunch of comments underneath the pic. What are they saying? Bad things about it?"

"Overwhelmingly no. But there are a lot of questions and comments about you two being together again! Is that what is going on?"

Charlie and I locked eyes. Her eyes had a questioning look in them. I am sure mine did also. I had not even broached the subject with Charlie, but that is exactly why I was in New York.

"The subject has not even come up between us. So, I cannot answer your question."

Alex yelled in the background, "Say yes! Say hell yes! You two love each other, you know it. You both need the other in your life. Seriously!"

I sighed, "Mom, Alex, now is not the time for this discussion."

Alex replied, in a calmer manner, "You are right. You two need to talk to each other. It's a big decision, and one that needs to be made between you two. I hope it is something you both want to talk about. Take your time. Talk to each other. Look at your lives and decide what your future should be. I hope you decide you need to be together, which is obviously how I feel about it, but what I think and want, really has no bearing on your decision. That is all up to you two."

My mom added, "I agree, strongly. I am sorry if I came across as a mad woman," a little giggle at that comment.

I snickered, "It's okay mom. I am, after all, your daughter, and you just want the best for me, and Charlie."

Charlie added, "It is nice to hear your thoughts on the whole thing, but Bec and I have to make that decision, and that may take us a while."

Mom said, "Alex and I just love you both to pieces, and the picture of you two kissing made my heart jump. Sorry about how hyped up I was at the beginning of the call."

"It's okay, mom. We understand. Charlie and I both love you and Alex also."

Charlie added, "We do."

"Mom is it okay if we talk in a day or two?"

"Of course. I didn't mean to stir anything up, I was just excited."

"Give me, us, a day or two to talk. I'll talk to you then. Okay?"

"Don't take too long. I am on pins and needles! My heart might not be able to handle a long delay," she said, with a chuckle, "Seriously, take all the time you need to, it is a big decision for you both. We love you both. So, talk and let us know whenever."

Alex said, "You know talking is good, but it is not the only thing I think you should take some time to do," chuckling.

My mom, clearly exasperated, said, "Alex!" but she also giggled.

"Oh my god, you two. Good night and goodbye."

"Goodbye," Alex and mom said in unison.

Charlie exclaimed, "Bye! Love you both!"

And the call ended.

Charlie and I looked at each other. I sighed loudly. Charlie gave me a little smile.

"Charlie, since the subject has been broached, I want you to know that is why I am here."

"Bec, I thought, no, I hoped, that just maybe, that was why you were here."

"I am sorry it came out this way."

Charlie smiled at me slyly, "So what are we going to do tonight then?"

My blush got stronger, "I was hoping we might make love to each other."

Charlie beamed me a smile, "Well, I am glad to hear that is on the table, because I really want to fuck you, then, maybe, make love to you."

I giggled, I felt my blush become exponentially brighter, I swear I still have a thirteen-year-old girl hiding somewhere in my body.

"Well, shut down your laptop. Phones off. I don't want to be interrupted while we are fucking."

About two minutes later, all electronic devices turned off, and we were kissing each other passionately.

Charlie pushed my nightshirt up; I raised my arms allowing her to remove it. Her eyes were intent on my tits, and my dark, thick, erect nipples. She began to lean her head toward my tits, when suddenly she stood up, her eyes wide, and said "Hold your arms up again."

I snickered, blushing. I knew why she asked me to raise my arms.

I raised my arms, Charlie stared at my armpits for few moments, then looked into my eyes, "You don't shave your pits anymore?"

"I haven't for about a year. Is it gross to you?"

"You know me, hair doesn't bother me. It's just new and unexpected. You are just a bohemian lesbian anymore," Charlie replied, chuckling.

"So, it doesn't disgust you?"

"No, surprisingly, I find it a bit erotic."

I smiled broadly, and leaned into her and kissed, pushing my tongue into her mouth, which she happily welcomed. As we kissed, I slid my hands between us and began unbuttoning her blouse. Charlie brought her hands from her hugging me and slid them up my torso, her hands sliding up my body sent tingles through my whole body. I shivered when her hands reached my breasts and began to grope them, squeezing them and rubbing my nipples with her palms. I groaned.

I unclasped her bra pulling her straps off her shoulders. Charlie stayed tightly against me, her hands continuing to play with my breasts, her bra had slid down enough that I could return the favor and began to grope her breasts and nipples. Charlie groaned.

We stood kissing and fondling each other's breasts for several minutes before I broke from a kiss, knelt in front of Charlie, slowly dragging my hands down her body, my nails softly dragging against her skin. Charlie had her hands on my head, entangled with my hair, her body shivering, soft moans issuing, as my hands made their slow journey to her waist.

Once my hands reached their destination I unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, hooking my fingers into the waistline of her pants and pulled them down to her sock enclosed feet. I tenderly lifted one leg pushing her pooled pants away and gently placed her foot on the floor, then I repeated the actions with her other leg.

I looked up at Charlie. She was staring at me, her eyes intensely looking into mine, her body still shivering slightly. I smiled at her and pushed my hand between her legs, and rubbed her vulva through her, very wet, panties. Charlie moaned loudly, her legs slid apart somewhat, her body's shivering was becoming more pronounced.

I ran my finger back across her slit, a groan and strong shudder resulted. I pressed my face against her mons, her aroma was beginning to seep into the air, an aroma, perhaps different than what I remembered, but still familiar after all these years. I kissed her mound and pushed my tongue against her panties, barely reaching her slit, making her panties even wetter with my salvia.

I hooked my fingers into the waistline of her panties and quickly pulled them down her legs. The portion against her vulva was reluctant to leave, holding on until it was forced to release from her body, thin strings of fluid stretched, snapping apart as her panties moved down her legs. Once her panties were at her feet, I once again lifted one leg and then the other, carelessly tossing her panties aside.

I looked at her pubis mound, snickered, looked up at Charlie, who was intensely watching me, and said, "This is new, to me anyway," as her bush was no longer neatly trimmed as it had been when we were together. It was now, as Charlie had said about mine our first night together, a free-range pussy.

Charlie snickered, "It's been that way for a couple of years now."

"Why the change?"

"A tale to be told later, not now!"

I giggled and cupped my hand, pressing it firmly against her vulva, as I stood back up. Once I was standing, I kissed Charlie as passionately as I can. Our tongues dancing those dances that lover's tongues have done since time immemorial.

When the kiss broke, Charlie did as I had done to her, as she knelt before my mons, dragging her hands down my body. My turn to moan and shiver.

Charlie grabbed the legs of my boy shorts and pulled them quickly down my legs, lifting one leg and then the other, also tossing them aside. She pushed my legs apart so she could get her hand to my vulva and ran a finger down my slit and back again. I was every bit as wet as she had been. I could smell the aroma of my arousal wafting in the air. I am sure Charlie also had an olfactory remembrance, as I had.

She stood up, and again we kissed for several moments, now both naked, other than that Charlie still has socks on her feet.

When we finally stopped our kissing, I grabbed Charlie's hand and led her from the parlor room to the bedroom.

Once there I released her hand and pointed to the right-side bed and said "Take that side, I'll take the left and let's pull the bedding down. I don't want to leave a mess on their duvet."

When we were done pushing the bedding down, I began to come around to where Charlie was standing by the bed. I saw her bend down to remove her socks, "Charlie stop. I will remove your socks."

Charlie gave me a questioning look, but stood back up, leaving her socks on her feet. When I got to her side I said, "Lay down on your back."

Charlie laid down on the bed, I grabbed her legs, lifted them up, sat on the bed and placed her feet in my lap. Charlie continued looking at me with a quizzical look on her face. I just smiled at her.

I thought she had probably been on her feet all day and I was going to give her a foot massage. To me it accomplished two goals; first, it would slow down our arousal level, and, secondly, she would enjoy, and needed, a good foot massage.

I lifted her left leg slightly and removed her ankle sock, tossing it away, and repeated it with her right foot. I tried to do it sensually, not sure I was successful, but I tried. I held her left foot and began to knead the sole, pressing my thumb firmly against her foot. Charlie's head laid back and a soft moan came from her.

"I thought you might like a foot massage as I assume you were on your feet for most of the day."

"I was, and a massage would be wonderful, but why now?"

"You need it. We both were getting hot and bothered, and I thought maybe a slowdown might be needed. We have time to relax, you get a foot massage, then we build our desire back up and have sex. Or would you rather not have a foot massage and just jump to fucking?"

Charlie laughed, and replied, "Well, when you put it that way, yes, a foot massage would be fantastic, and it will be fun to get each other all ramped up again. But what about you?"

"What about me?"

"No massage for you?"

"Charlie, I was able to relax and have been mostly off my feet the last few hours, so I am good. And I want to make you feel good and relaxed. It brings me pleasure to do so."

Charlie gave me a look, her eyes shining with a look of love within them, and laid her head back down and said, "Who am I to argue. Massage away, my dear."

I did. Over the next fifteen minutes I gave her feet as thorough a massage as I know how to. Charlie's head had remained laid back all the time I worked on her feet. Soft sighs and moans came from her all the while I attended to her feet. From where I was sitting, I could see her vulva and as time went on, I could see her labia continuing to glisten from the fluid that her body was producing. So, I may not have turned her arousal down as much as I thought it would, but it had been a nice break. And it really did bring me pleasure to massage her, bringing her comfort and relaxation. And to be honest, I was still producing fluid between my legs also. Being completely naked with each other I guess, especially since we had been apart for such a long time, was arousing enough.

As I finished Charlie's foot massage, I gently lifted her legs off my lap, slid out from under her legs, gently laid her legs back down onto the bed, and began a slow ascent of her body. I slid my body up Charlie's, kissing and licking my way up her body, dragging my semi-erect nipples along her body, all to an accompaniment of soft mews, sighs, and moans. By the time my head was level with Charlie's my nipples were fully erect, standing proud and tall.

Charlie's eyes were looking into mine, a deep contentment visible, she gave me a slight smile, which I returned, as I leaned into her and kissed her softly.

I broke the kiss and Charlie quietly said, "That was wonderful."

I leaned to her ear and whispered, "That was what it was supposed to be. And I am just getting started," I giggled.

"Hang on!" I said, Charlie started to say something when I rolled us both over, so she was on top of me. I pulled her to me and kissed her passionately, my hands caressing her back and down to her butt.

We broke our kiss, Charlie sighed and giggled, "What was that about?"

"Almost there, hang on!" and I rolled us over again putting me back on top of Charlie. My rolling us had accomplished the two things I had wanted it to do.

Charlie, giggling, asked, "What was this all about?"

I snickered, looking into her eyes, and said "Well, it got us to the middle of the bed, and I was able to get my legs inside of yours. Now I can continue to make love to you as I planned to do."

Charlie laughed, and said, "You could have just asked. I would have been happy to move over."

I laughed, and replied, "Yeah, but this way was more fun, I hope."

Charlie smiled at me, and softly said, "It was different for sure. Now kiss me."

I leaned into her and began to kiss her. At first chaste closed lips kisses, then I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth, my tongue licking against her lower teeth momentarily until she opened her mouth and let our tongues resume their dancing.

We kissed passionately for several minutes before I broke our kiss, and began slowly kissing her cheek, moving toward her ear.

I pushed my tongue into her ear, a sigh, sucked on her earlobe, a moan, and planted soft little kisses back along her cheek until I reached her lips. I kissed her lips, softly, then my tongue came out, and gently pressed against her lips, which opened welcoming my tongue to intrude.

As we kissed, tongues intertwined, I brought my hands up to her chest and began to squeeze her breasts and play with her nipples. Charlie moaned into my mouth as my palms and fingers continued their manipulation of her breasts and nipples.

I caught Charlie's tongue and sucked it into my mouth, holding it hostage in my mouth as I sucked her tongue. My fingers were pinching, pulling, twirling her nipples. Charlie arched her chest, pushing her breasts firmly against my hands. Her body was beginning to shiver, her hips undulating against mine lightly, her mews and moans were now continuous.