The sun was slow in rising on Friday morning. Raven woke thinking of Sam. Sam naked on her bed. Sam writhing in pleasure, as Raven licked and sucked her quivering clit.
The memory was one she had thought she'd savor forever and stirred the young girl to begin touching herself beneath the covers. She rubbed the new silken sheets of her bed against her tingling flesh.
The bedsheets had been one last gift Liz had surprised her with last evening after Sam had left. Liz claimed that the ones she'd had before were too childish and so, she had once again taken it upon herself as Raven's new step-mom to intercede.
The old sheets were childish after all. They were the same ones she'd had since she was fourteen or so and they had little cartoon characters on them. Of course with yesterday's fun they also smelled of sex and sweat and bore stains that told the naughty tale.
The new sheets which were not truly new sheets at all, told their own tales as well. Liz had told Raven they were the sheets from her old bed, before she'd moved in. Raven secretly hoped they hadn't been too thoroughly washed.
She imagined that they must not have been because she swore they smelled of Liz -- but this could have been her own dirty mind playing pleasant tricks. Raven decided she didn't care one way or the other as long as she could think what she wanted as she breathed in their scent and fingered herself to a warm orgasm.
It occurred to her then that despite yesterday's hot sex with Sam -- it was thoughts of Liz that really got her going good. Liz's amazing ass, and her own small hands caressing it with lotion, as a simple task became an all out massage before being interrupted by Sam's arrival.
This realization may have troubled some girls, to Raven it only seemed curious. Not a bad way to start a Friday she thought.
Meanwhile, Liz was sorting laundry. Absentmindedly she tossed several things in the washer. When her eyes came to rest on the heap that was Raven's bedsheets she became nearly entranced.
She pulled the sheets from the bin and held them to her soft sexy nose. She breathed them in with all the force she had letting their essence fill her head. The eroticism of the act was a better kick-start to her day than Folgers or Starbucks could box and brew.
Liz was determined to succeed today. She had been so close yesterday but had been stopped short. She was initially very upset about that.
The call she had gotten from Mina had much to do with her anger. It was unbelievable. Mina, who she thought was her oldest friend only days before had gone completely nuts.
When she arrived at Mina's house the woman was in hysterics -- screaming shrilly when her demands had been refused. Mina had called her over to bribe her, in the hope of securing Raven as her next pet model.
Liz was in shock at this ; she felt guilty for even introducing her step-daughter to the woman. When Liz had refused flatly and without hesitation Mina's red curls looked like fire as she came at Liz scratching and shrieking. Liz eventually untangled herself and went for the door. The last thing she heard Mina say was
"You'll be sorry"
Liz was sorry, but not for Mina. She was sorry for exposing Raven to a monster, and she was sorry her perfectly laid plans had been foiled by a madwoman. In her present driven state, eyes firmly fixed on her goal she did not allow herself to dwell on negative thoughts.
Seduction when done right takes all a person's attention and failure this Friday was not acceptable. To further pump herself up mentally Liz decided to work out physically.
She went for a run and when she got back she took off her shoes and pulled out her yoga mat. All great athletes stretched before a big game. In Liz's mind the same rule applied to the art of seduction
Raven heard soft measured breathing from around the corner as she passed the living room. Liz was there with her butt in the air bending forward in what yoga people called child's pose. Raven had no idea what the name of it was but she didn't care. She stopped and stood there taking in the sight imaging what she'd say if Liz noticed her looking.
Still, a moment later when Liz had noticed she could only stutter. "You just gunna watch or you wanna learn some moves? I'd be more than happy to show you what I know. It's really easy and you'll feel great afterward."
Raven reply was a shy refusal saying she didn't have work out shorts clean. "Well if that's all that's stopping you just take off those pants and do some moves in your undies babe, no ones coming over this morning and I'm not even taking calls after that fiasco yesterday."
Raven tried to think of a good reply but could only manage a lazily forced shrug and nod. She stepped out of her jeans and to Liz's growing delight she saw that Raven was wearing the purple panties she had bought yesterday. "Wearing them already, must like em' huh?"
Another nod from Raven as she approached the mat with visible apprehension. Liz was there to reassure her. She stood behind the younger girl and gently moved her limbs showing her each motion slowly first on herself and then in mimic with Raven's arms or legs neck, back and sometimes her butt. Raven was silent through the whole routine which lasted nearly forty minutes but seemed like hours.
She could feel her nipples hardening and could see them poking through her Cribs t-shirt. (the band, not the tv show, Raven hates that show) When they were done Raven was at once relieved and disappointed.
She said " Wow. That stuff really works. I do feel pretty good. Thanks Liz."
"I knew you'd take to it hon' it's just so relaxing you can do it with from now on if you like, I do it every other morning for an hour or so."
"Yeah, I think I will, but... You'll have to show me all the moves again. At least for the first few weeks" Liz couldn't help but laugh happily at this suggestion, she could think of few things she would enjoy more.
The girls went to a deli for lunch and talked about possible summer plans. Bob would be home on Monday but it wouldn't be long before he was on the road again. Liz said she thought the girls ought to take a trip of their own soon.
Liz was a big supporter of world travel though she hadn't been anywhere herself. Still, she insisted that before a person committed to school and studies they needed to let themselves cut loose and have fun for a year or two.
She said it was something she didn't do, and always regretted it. "Honestly I was in school for five whole semesters before I learned how to have a good time".
Liz began to pitch the idea with a speech " I've never felt so foolish as when I realized I had wasted over half of my college life doing nothing but homework. For me of course, it was sports that pulled me out of it. I know your dad probably mentioned my running track and playing basketball at Tennessee. It's cute really the way he glorifies it. Those short trips convinced me of the value of travel, seeing places, meeting people."
Raven sat contentedly listening. She was learning about Liz and fantasizing at The same time.
Liz went on. "I hardly got out of the South before graduation. Except for the one time my senior year when we made the Elite 8 and I got to go to New York City and see The Garden." Raven wasn't much for sports herself but was having fun all the same imagining Liz in short shorts jumping up and down with her boobs bouncing.
She could tell the whole story was putting Liz in a good mood so she easily agreed when her step-mom suggested that they go watch a softball game.
The local girls were getting trounced but the visiting pitcher was a smoking hot Hispanic chick with a truly luscious ass. Both of the girls thoroughly enjoyed watching her bend and throw in repetition and laughed at themselves later when neither could recall the end score.
Liz told her on the way home that she was planning a special dinner. She was making homemade pizzas. "It's your favorite right hon'?" Raven nodded with a smile.
Liz's continued commitment to prove how well she knew Raven was working . While waiting for the pizzas to bake the girls decided to try out Raven's new record player.
They put on the Elvis Costello album and before long they were dancing in the dining room. Liz sang "Sneaky Feelins" word for word and Raven swayed back and forth wondering if she was misreading the situation.
The food was fantastic and while they ate the phone rang. Liz looked to see who it was and didn't pick up.
She said it wasn't important but Raven persisted in asking who it was. Liz relented. "It's Mina. But after yesterday I don't even want to talk to that woman"
After more prodding and questioning Liz eventually broke down and told her step-daughter of the exchange from the day before.
"I feel terrible for having introduced you, really. And Sam, your friend, I'm worried about her too. But it's not my place to tell her mother. She's twenty-one now and can make her own choices." Raven would still have to call Sam tomorrow and ask her what was up. But not tonight.
When they had finished dinner Liz poured them glasses of red wine. Raven wasn't much of a wine drinker but for some reason she was loving it tonight.
The drunkenness excited her and made her think increasingly bold thoughts. Mid way through her third glass she proposed that they take their party outside -- to the hot tub.
They took the wine with them as they jumped in. The cool night air was chilly and feeling a little damp. Raven tried rather unsuccessfully to avoid staring at Liz's chest.
Her bikini top was bulging with her magnificent breasts. Raven emptied the contents of her glass and a single gulp and said " I wish I had boobs like yours Liz. They're so nice." She burped blushed and giggled in succession.
