Regina The Call The Couch

The phone made its annoying plea for attention again. It made that troublesome sound that used to be so warming. It was now the death knell of temporary peace and happiness. Regina rolled over and pushed away the sheets. Jenny turned her head and furrowed her gorgeous in a barely conscious rebuke.

"Is that you phone?" Jenny slurred in a sleepy growl.

"Sorry Baby. I'm getting it, now." Regina responded sheepishly.

She lifted the cell phone off of the glass top night stand with a slow, trepidatious movement. She saw her husbands name and picture on the screen. He had always been so handsome. He had always been so...Right? Is that what she meant to say in her mind? He looked alien, now. His wide jawline, aquiline nose, and brown eyes seemed like those of a stranger she had not known in years.

She swiped the screen to answer.

It took a little too long for her to begin to speak. She had drawn in a deep breath and, somewhere deep in her mind, had slipped into the cloak of perfect innocence and normality.

"Hey." She drew this lonely word out unnaturally.

"Hello, my little Reggie! How you doing, Sexy?"

"Umm, I'm..." She began as she got out of bed carefully and attempted a retreat from the place where she and Jenny had spent the last few evenings making love.

"Are you okay? You sound really nervous." Phillip probed with genuine concern.

"I...I'm fine. Are you okay?" She returned clumsily.

"Yeah. Reggie, are you sure? You haven't answered most of my calls and you seem really off, lately. Is everything okay with you and Jenny."

A spark hit the flammable material of her conscience.

"Leave Jenny out of this!" She barked.

"Out of what? I was just calling to talk to you. I miss you. You haven't picked up the last three times I've called. I'm worried." Phillip's voice revealed hurt and confusion.

Regina cursed in her mind. She was a bundle of nerves since Jenny had taken her. She felt guilty for cheating. She felt the pain of broken trust most acutely because she had broken that trust. She also felt resentment. What she had wanted, no, needed, Jenny knew instinctively. Phillip had never given her that. He had never even asked about what she wanted, really. Things had just, well, happened. They did not talk about sex. They did not really explore sex. Mostly, sex just happened. As good as it was, she knew that it could be so much better. If only he was more like her. If only he could be more like her Jenny.

Regina ran her fingers through her frizzy red hair and collected her thoughts for a moment.

"I'm sorry, P Bear." She managed, "I'm stressed about being apart and my book is coming slowly."

"Sweet, I'm sorry. I know things are difficult, for the moment. You're a great writer. You will finish it when you finish it. The world will just have to be patient and wait for the greatness that is my Reggie. I won't be over here more than a month or so more. Then we can..."

"Whoa! A month more? What?" Regina felt an odd, inexplicable panic.

"Yeah, Reggie, I want to talk to you about that." Phillip's voice drifted into an apologetic tone again. "We are being asked to help with some new pipeline

failsafes in a new branch of this facility. I just have to be here to make sure that

we get..."

"You seem to think that I don't know that you have an important job. I get it. Your job is important. My book doesn't have to get finished but your job is important!" Regina felt her core temperature rising as she spoke. She did not even understand why. She knew he was just trying to support her. What was happening?

"Reggie, please, no. I'm not saying that. I am really trying to help you, here. Please, don't be mad at me. I'm here to make things better for us. When I get back..."

For a moment the soft, sincere voice on the other end of the line made her feel calm, willing, and sorry. That only lasted that one brief moment. The strings of emotion drew her in multiple directions. She lashed out again.

"Oh, you are there to make our relationship better? You're there to make my stress and loneliness better? Congratulations, Babe, you're zero for three and things are not getting better!" Regina nearly hissed the last few words.

Phillip was exasperated. He said nothing for several seconds.

"What do you want me to do, Regina? Do you want me to quit? We are paying for the house that you demanded. Should I return the cars? You picked yours off of the lot, I didn't force you. I built your office by hand, Regina, but we still have a loan out for that cost, too. Who is going to pay for that?" Phillip calmly queried.

"So, you are turning this all around on me?" She snapped.

"Turning what? What is being turned? I called to say hello to the woman that I love. What is to be turned?" Phillip's voice wavered. "What's going on?"

"What do you mean by that?" Regina retorted.

"I mean that I'm going to bed. Goodnight, Reggie. I love you." Phillip nearly mumbled the last few words.

Regina waited a moment swimming through the temper and emotional morass. She breathed in deeply again and spoke with real repentance.

"I'm sorry. I love you. I'm just in this weird place..." She rambled. The beeps on the line told her that he had hung up. "He hung up on me." She stated flatly to no one but herself. "I've messed things up." she moaned and began to cry.

She was there a few moments when a hand touched her shoulder.

"Hey." Jenny spoke softly.

Regina was going to hide this if it was the last thing that she did.

"Umm, hey, good morning!" Regina got up and came around to the back of the thick comfortable couch where Jenny stood. "Can I make breakfast for you?"

She had moved her head in such a way that she hid her face from Jenny. It did not work. Jenny caught her friend around the waist and pulled her close. It was not a sexual embrace. It was not necessarily a happy embrace. It was the kind of neslting that more primordial species might employ to reassure themselves and their fellows of stability and safety. If Jenny had been able to see she might have noticed tears flowing down upon a smile.

Regina's smile was so out of place that, when she realized that she was almost beaming, she recoiled physically. Jenny mistook this reflex as rejection. It stabbed her deeply.

"I'm sorry. I thought it would help. I didn't mean to be presumptuous." Jenny spoke in a hushed tone.

"No! No! Is that what you think? No. I was just going to ask what you wanted breakfast." Regina lied.

Jenny was not fooled. She had heard and seen her friend crying. She had missed the conversation but she knew something was wrong. After her first time with a woman, with Deana, she had been through weeks of very odd feelings, moving back and forth from happy and wishing that she could share the news with everyone, to wanting to hide, maybe forget the event. She read that this was natural on some websites. Now, it was just part of her. Regina? Who could tell what these last few days had done to her. In her presupposition, Jenny took Regina's hands and looked into her eyes.

"I know this isn't easy. It is a different way of seeing things. Things are going to be different. That isn't a bad thing. Okay?"

For her part, Regina read her lover's words wrong. Regina now believed that her conversation had been heard and that Jenny wanted her for her own. Now, after the love making, after that first night's talk, they were going to find a way to be together. Phillip would be in her past. That felt exciting but not as good as it should.

Regina nodded and smiled. She leaned forward and up on her toes to kiss Jenny. Their lips met in a sweet, warm, loving connection that warmed to a sexual, fiery, lustful feast of desire in a split second. Both women were in need. Both for different reasons.

Regina knew instinctively that Jenny was ready to take her. She knew to give her body willingly. Jenny knew that she going to get what she needed. The economics were established.

Jenny reached down and placed her hands on regina's hips. They were slightly flaring, delicious hips. She drew them closer to her. She felt Regina's smile tug at the boundaries of their kisses. She felt the her full bottom lip between her own. She couldn't help but nibble on that delicacy, then suck it. Regina tilted her head and the kiss deepened. Regina tangled her tongue with Jenny's as the two pressed their bodies together.

Jenny walked Regina back around to the from of the couch. She guided her tiny lover onto the overstuffed cushions and followed after her. Regina had pajama bottoms on. They were pink, soft flannels. Jenny only wore a long Tee to bed. So both were nearly undressed already. Jenny slipped the flannel bottoms off of Regina. A thin, short red patch of hair pointed to Regina's treasure box. Waves of excitement rushed over Jenny as she looked at her lover's alabaster body. Regina pulled Jenny's Tee up and ran her fingers down to Jenny's wetness. Jenny pulled off the shirt and lay fully upon her sweet little lover. Regina's fingers still explored Jenny's pussy while they lay kissing.

Regina slid down to Jenny's breasts. She kissed and suckled them hungrily. Absent were the commands. Conspicuously missing was the firm, powerful control of her magical Jenny...But it was still magical.

Regina's fingers had been slowly massaging Jenny's wet flower. After a few minutes of this slow, wonderful friction they found their way inside. Her index finger became reacquainted with Jenny's G-spot. Her middle finger pressed down a little, opening her lady with just the right pressure.

"Mmmm, yes!" Jenny whispered. Her eyes closed and her breathing became faster. Her hips began to move, as if to some unheard music. Regina's heart brightened to see that she could give her this kind of pleasure.

The porch sliding glass door spilled light on the undulating form above Regina. Jenny looked like a model, like an erotic dream come true. The sun glistened in her sweat and softly glowed on her face. She was so...So perfect. The greatest desire that Regina had was to please her Jenny.

Jenny saw Regina slide down, using her hands to leverage against the curves of Jenny's ass, Regina was now lined up so that her mouth was under Jenny's juicy box.

Regina used her tongue as she had used her fingers. She massaged the sweet pink lips before her, suckling and teasing them until Jenny's movement made it almost impossible to maintain contact. She seized Jenny's hips and laid siege upon her dripping cunt.

Jenny was obviously very close to release when Regina snaked her tongue up to her swollen clit and tortured it sweetly. Jenny gasped and rolled her hips back to open herself to Regina's tongue. Showing no mercy, Regina seized Jenny's clit between her top teeth and tongue. Her tongue moved in short circular motions.

Jenny's eye squinted hard. "Oh, intense! Too intense! Too...Oooh!" The shuddering orgasm interrupted her plea for mercy. Regina still gripped her bucking hips and went back to licking her labia.

"Oh, you are a bad girl!" Jenny said with a smirk. She could see Regina's face change as the smile formed against her pussy. Jenny tried to stand but Regina had a firm grip. She had her treat and would not lose it. Not yet.

"Can I turn around and taste you, now?" Jenny nearly begged.

In answer, Regina loosened her death grip and Jenny turned. Regina scooted up so that the over-sized couch accommodated both of them. Jenny parted Regina's thin, muscular thighs and began kissing and licking her, as if for the first time. Poor Regina was torn between bathing her face in the sweetness of Jenny's honey and savoring the unspeakably intense tongue lashing her pussy was taking from her sexy woman.

Jenny knew every fold and every pleasure point. The last few evenings had been ample time to educate herself on her Baby Girl's love spots. She tickled, teased and pummeled Regina's cookie until a seismic orgasm rippled through her tight little body. Jenny bit her inner thigh. Regina yelped in surprise.

"That's what bad girls get." She playfully scolded Regina.

"Yes, Ma'am." Regina cooed innocently, then returned to teasing every bit of liquid love from Jenny's pussy.

After a few moments, Jenny rose, pulled Regina to her feet. The two ladies held each other, swaying, smiling, looking into one another's eyes.

"How about a shower, Sexy?" Jenny asked. they turned slowly until Regina's face changed from bliss to horror in a split second. Jenny turned sharply There in the porch glass doorway was Jenny's long time neighbor, Belinda.