The Stone Cabin

The Gold Cadillac Escalade pulled into the Denver Grand Hotel's reception area. The attendants held the car's rear door for the two ladies as they exited the SUV. Dede Watson had the handle of a small roller bag in her hand. She waited for Mary Jane Abernathy and the two walked into the hotel arm in arm. Mary Jane always enjoyed making an entrance when she was with Dede. The pair were attending Mary Jane's sorority alumni dinner event. At the check-in desk they signed in and received their key cards and moved to the elevators. They decided to take a room at the hotel instead of getting back home at one or two in the morning. The car would return the next day at 10:00 to pick them up.

"I guess you don't have to slip me a key card on the sly, darling," said Dede while they waited for the elevator.

"I think that that joke will get old soon, darling," said MJ as both women laughed.

The elevator stopped at their floor and they exited arm in arm. They dropped the bag, containing their clothes for the next day, in the room. Each took a turn at the mirror touching up makeup and hair. Dede was dressed in a pair of flowing black satin pants and a white blouse that emphasized her features. A black Jacket finished the outfit. A pair of red high heal shoes emphasized her six-foot height. One would not know that she was a homicide investigator but, in her handbag, along with an amount of cash, was her badge and the compact pistol. She normally carried it in her right boot when on duty. A small string of pearls was around her neck. MJ was in a pastel red cocktail dress. A pair of black high heel shoes covered her feet. Both wore their wedding rings. After checking each other out and taking the mandatory pictures, they left the room and went down to the lobby. They entered the hotel's banquet/meeting area along with a group of other women. There was a large banner "Sigma Sigma Delta welcomes Alums in their fight against Breast Cancer." Mary Jane picked up the registration packet with their name tags and door prize tickets. She pinned Dede with her name tag.

"Now your official," she said as she bent to kiss her wife.

"I still feel like a duck out of water, darling," replied Dede.

"They're just women they won't eat you," said MJ.

The pair moved to the bar and ordered cocktails. There was a display setup showing how the money the organization raised was spent. In the background a small group of musicians were playing. A woman approached and greeted MJ with a kiss on the cheek.

"Long time no see Mary Jane," said the tall woman in the black formal.

"Barbara Patterson, it has been a while. let me introduce you to my wife Dedra Ann Watson."

Barbara embraced Dede and kissed her on the cheek also. "I got the announcement it is a pleasure to meet you. Anyone that can put up with MJ Abernathy is a friend of mine."

"Don't say too much I don't want to lose my wife. We've only been married for about nine months," said MJ as she hugged Dede.

"OK I am putting my investigator hat on; how do you know each other?" asked Dede.

"We worked together for two years at Marketing Communications inc. That's where I found out that we were sorority sisters. As I remember you had a very tall man wrapped around your finger. Did that go anywhere?" asked MJ.

"Bradly is home with our daughter. Investigator what kind of investigations do you do Ms. Watson?" said Barbara.

"For friends it is Dede. I am the leader of the homicide unit of the Greene County Sheriff's department."

"Oh, that will lead to lots of interesting conversation I'm sure. You must tell me how you two met; was MJ a suspect in one of your cases?" asked Barbara.

"Nothing like that Barbara. We were staying in the same hotel in Chicago. I was teaching at the annual Marketing Society seminar and Dede was attending an FBI course. We met in the hotel bar late one evening and found out that we lived in the same area. It was love at first sight as they say. I was so infatuated that I kept plying her with martinis so she would not get up and leave," said MJ.

"Then there was the invitation with spare key card," said Dede.

"Now this sounds interesting. I have got to get all the good stuff," said Barbara as she grasped Dede's arm.

"Barbara that is for another time, I am here to relax with my wife," said MJ.

"Dede I am the editor of Sigma Sigma Delta alumna newsletter. Which is why I am here. I cover the all the group's events. I am always on the lookout for information about alums, she knows how to get in touch with me," said Barbara.

"Well, I can say, we made love that evening and into the morning. It felt good to fall in love with a beautiful woman like MJ," said Dede.

"Oh, this is good, just the kind of dirt, I mean information I need to spice up the newsletter," said Barbara as she scribbled something in a small notebook she was carrying. She kissed both women on the cheek and moved off into the crowd.

The room began to fill as more women checked in, some solo some with their significant others. MJ looked around and estimated over one hundred people attending the event. Mary Jane didn't realize that there were that many Sigma Sigma Delta alums in the Denver area. The sorority was mainly based on colleges along the east coast.

MJ and Dede were not the only lesbian couple; MJ spotted one or two others in the crowd. Barbara was shepherding a photographer around the room. She brought him over and he snapped several pictures of MJ and Dede, then moved on.

MJ and Dede moved to their assigned seats in the room and waited for the program to start. The table was set with six wine glasses at each place. The information in the announcement said that it would be a six-course dinner and a lecture. Waiters were circulating setting the first course and pouring the first wine.

Several women came up to MJ and greeted her like an old friend. MJ was reveling in seeing some old acquaintances who like her moved west after an east coast education. She also didn't mind introducing Dede to her acquaintances. Dede did feel a little like arm candy on display. But she was comfortable being with MJ.

Waiters continued to serve the first course, and everyone took their seats. A tall woman took to the stage and started to talk about the dishes and the wines. She finished and said that she would return later. Members of the table where Dede and MJ were sitting stared eating and discussing the wine paired with first course. The first course was a spicy lobster dish. Dede commented that she thought it was an odd dish to start the meal.

Dede held her own in the conversation about the wine and food. She used her Air Force time in the UK to good measure and visited France and spent time tasting wine. It always amazed MJ when Dede talked about wine and food. The woman took to the stage again and talked about the second course and the wine selected. She also took questions and then allowed the group to eat. This went on for an hour and a half as the group went through the six courses and wines selected with the meal. Finally, the Chef was brough to the stage and both MJ and Dede were amazed that Mazy Phillips was the chef of the evening. The room rose and applauded the chef. Mazy saw Dede and MJ and came over to the table to say hello.

"When will I get another invitation to visit the cabin again, darlings," said Mazy.

The woman who lectured came up and kissed Mazy, "Ladies I want you to meet my dear friend Pamila St. Feliez she is becoming my partner in my business as well as life. She got me enthused about cooking again," said Mazy.

"I don't think that the cabin can hold four people, but we can give it a try some time. But I will defer to MJ," said Dede.

"Well, if my plans work out, I might be building a larger house on what the papers called "The Abernathy Ranch,"" said MJ.

Mazy kissed Dede and MJ and then departed. The band started to play again, and Dede took MJ arm and guided her to the dance floor; to join the other couples that were dancing. "We never had a proper wedding dance my love," said Dede.

The pair move to the floor and started to dance. MJ thanked her mother for making her attend dance class when she was growing up. "Ladies need to know how to dance if they are to get anywhere in society," her mother said many times when she balked at going to the class. MJ leaned into Dede and found her mouth and kissed her. Dede was a natural dancer and guided the pair around the floor. The song ended and they waited for the next one to start.

"Do you think that we are causing a scene, darling?" asked Dede.

"Do you see those women over there? We're not the only same sex couple that came to this event. So darling I don't care," said MJ.

Dede put her hand on MJ's neck, and they kissed again. The next song was a fast tempo and both women kept up. Kissing every time that they came together. The song ended and they went back to their table.

"Darling you and I need to find a dancing class, to keep up our practice," said Dede.

"Can I kiss the woman who has brought me so much happiness," asked MJ.

"Darling kisses are always welcome," said Dede.

The photographer walked by again and shot a photo of them kissing. They moved to the bar and ordered cocktails and moved back to the table. One of their table mates commented on how well they danced. They kissed again and felt a flash going off in their eyes. The band played its last number and began to pack up. The room start to empty, and MJ and Dede decided that the hotel room was calling them. They started to leave but an arm intwined with MJ.

"Sister, you are not going anywhere before we have a drink," said Barbara Patterson.

The banquet bar was closing so, Barbara guided MJ and Dede to the lobby bar and the group found a couch and waited for a server.

"We will need to get together when I cruise through the Denver again. But I want one last drink before we leave tonight," said Patterson.

"Where are you living now, Barbara," asked MJ.

"I am freelancing out of Atlanta. I like the location and the people. Bradly has a job there and it allows us to raise our daughter."

The waiter left three martinis on the table in front of them.

MJ lifted one of the cocktail glasses; "Barbara is one of the best writers I know, you need a story she is the woman to call."

"You are most kind, my friend," Barbara replied.

Dede was feeling a little left out as Barbara and MJ reminisced, about college and working for the consulting firm.

"OK Dede I now have my next story and that involves you. I think I can sell a feature article about you as a bad-ass lesbian homicide investigator. Would you be willing?" asked Barbara.

"I am usually cautious about calling attention to myself, but I'll give it a go," replied Dede She was taken aback by Barbara's characterization of her as a "Bad-ass lesbian."

"Don't worry I have a few projects on my plate, but I think that I can sell it to one of the major magazines. Who knows maybe we can generate movie out of it? I will keep in touch," said Barbara as she finished the cocktail in almost one swallow.

Barbara leaned in and kissed MJ and then Dede. She rose and bid the pair a good evening. Mary Jane watched as her friend walked out of the bar and headed for the elevators. She leaned over and kissed Dede.

"Barbara is always trying to portray herself as a hard drinking writer, but she is really a softy. But watch out I think she will sell the story. By the way thanks for coming darling, I hope you had fun?" said MJ.

"I will have more fun when I can kiss your lovely breasts, and finger your quim," said Dede.

"You won't get any resistance from me," MJ replied as the pair rose and moved to the elevators.

One week later

Mary Jane took the shooting stance Dede taught her and aimed at the paper target hanging fifty feet in front of her. The range was brightly lit boosting the contrast on the target. She shot slowly and deliberately, emptying the clip of her pistol into the silhouette. She pressed the button, and a motor brought the target to her. She inspected the holes and was pleased that she was hitting the target in the correct areas. She counted six holes and hoped that several shots went through earlier holes. That was the third target and she used most of two boxes of ammunition in her session. Normally her wife Dedra Ann Watson would be with her, but Dede was in Golden at a law enforcement seminar. The meeting was two days long, so she guessed that it was payback for all the times she was away.

MJ hung her last target and sent it back to the fifty-foot mark. She loaded her four empty clips. She inserted one clip in her pistol and took the shooting stance and unloaded the gun. She dropped the empty magazine, inserted another and kept shooting. She went through the four clips before she called it quits. She was against getting the gun at first, but she found that target shooting was fun and relaxed her. Concentrating on proper shooting technique seemed to carry over when she was working on projects. Or she liked to think so. She was happy that she had not needed to use the gun in anger so far.

There was a noise coming from her bag and her watch started to vibrate. MJ pulled off the sound protectors and reached in and found her phone. Dede was on the display. She swiped her finger to answer and lifted it to her ear.

"Where are you what is all that noise?" asked Dede after they got through the preliminaries.

"I am at the gun range my second favorite place. You should see all the guys hitting on me," replied MJ.

"What are you talking about?" said Dede.

"I had some time so I thought I would punch holes in paper targets while you absented yourself from me, darling. I pasted your photo on the targets so I could work my frustrations out. You should see all the guys that want to give me advise," said MJ.

"I think I married a lunatic, but I love you and hate to be away," said Dede.

"I'm sad that you're not here but I am having fun and getting better, when can you and I make love again," replied MJ.

"I'm leaving here after noon tomorrow, as long as I don't get roped into lunch, I should be home by three," said Dede.

"I can't wait until I can get between your lovely legs, put my tongue in your twat, and make you cum all over yourself, my love," said Mary Jane.

"Your making me wet right now MJ."

"Good, serves you right for being away."

"Look who's talking. You've been away more than I have," Dede replied.

"Yes darling, I know but you also have been stuck at work for days. But let's stop arguing. I will see you tomorrow," said MJ.

The connection ended and she put the phone back in her bag. MJ looked at the spent shells littering the floor. She grabbed the broom and swept up the shells dumping them in the recycle bucket. She pulled her last target and folded it with the others. She filled an empty clip with shells and slipped it in the handle of the gun. She put the gun in its case and walked out of the range into the store that was attached. She settled up with the clerk, bought four boxes of ammunition and moved to her SUV. Following the advice and instructions from her wife, MJ would spend the evening cleaning the gun, after the workout she gave it.

MJ checked her watch and realized she had a videoconference, in a half hour with a new client. Luckily her home was only ten minutes away. She pulled into her driveway and gathered her gear and moved into the house. She set her gun case down in the kitchen and moved to the living room. She worked in the morning, so her computer was set up and ready for the conference.

The client was in California and the time difference allowed her time do things in the afternoon like practice shooting. The client came on the screen and they got down to business. Two hours later the meeting finished with MJ gaining a new client and a new project. They ended the conference with plans for future meetings. MJ felt an overwhelming need to go to the cabin and texted Dede to meet her there tomorrow. The hot water of the hot tub was calling her name. The ability to lounge naked was also drawing card.

It was close to nine o'clock when Mary Jane arrived. She busied herself getting the cabin open. She put water on the stove to heat so she could make coffee. She stripped off her clothes, so she could hit the hot tub. The tea kettle started to whistle, and she poured the water through coffee grounds and took a sip of the brew. The hot beverage warmed her in the cool cabin.

She walked outside and started to shiver in the cold air. Climbing the stairs to the platform that surrounded the hot tub, she slipped in and placed herself against one of the water jets. Without Dede she used the water jet to get excited. She focused one of the jets on her quim and went limp after she climaxed.

MJ just kept her head above the water as the wind was cold. She looked around and marveled at the sky that was clear and full of stars. Seizing the moment, she exited the hot tub and shivered all the way into the cabin. She found a towel and tried to get warm. MJ neglected to start a fire in the fireplace, so the cabin was cool. She picked up her purple coat and wrapped herself in it. She went to the wood stack and gathered three logs and moved to the fireplace. With some paper she started a fire and worked it until the logs caught. The flames built putting heat in the building. She lounged on the couch without the coat allowing the heat to dry her.

Her phone and watch beeped indicating that she had a text. She read the display on her wrist "Do not bring any other woman to the cabin," followed by several suggestive imogies. "No chance of that," MJ thought. She gathered her coat and moved to the bed. It felt weird going to bed without Dede. She slept solo before because of Dede's schedule. But at the cabin they were almost always together. MJ grabbed a blanket and moved back to the couch. She stretched out on the couch facing the fire.

It was seven o'clock in the morning and light peaked through the window shades. The beam moved into MJ's eyes and the brightness woke her up. She was still naked but had the blanket wrapped around her. She tried to turn over, but it did no good. She gave in to the morning but was mad that she couldn't sleep longer. She walked outside and slipped into the hot tub. The floating thermometer read in the high nineties. Not as hot as she like it, but it would do.

Her fingers moved to her pussy and she stroked the sensitive parts. She was beginning to doubt if female masturbation was as good as it was portrayed in books. Dede's tongue was much better than MJ's fingers. She kept at it because it delayed what she needed to do. There were some chores that needed doing in the cabin and her pistol needed cleaning. She didn't bring any of the material from her new client. That would wait for her at home.

In Golden CO

It was about nine o'clock in Golden. Dede was standing in the buffet line, in the main meeting room. She was gathering a few rolls and some eggs for breakfast. Dede looked around the room and was surprised that there wasn't anyone she recognized. She was attending the Colorado Law Enforcement Association Annual Seminar. She was waiting for the last presentation of the meeting. It was a command performance as her boss the Sheriff of Greene County was giving a presentation on urban/rural county wide law enforcement. Dede led a session yesterday on investigating a crime scene when you don't have a dedicated crime scene unit. She was itching to get out and join MJ at the cabin, but she could not miss her boss's presentation. The Sheriff's command staff started to arrive and joined Dede in the audience. After a few announcements the leader introduced the Greene County Sheriff and she took the podium. Sheriff Bonwin Mathers was one of the few female sheriffs in Colorado. After making a few jokes about her command staff waiting in the wings to take over she launched into her presentation. An hour and half later the questions petered out and the meeting was closed. It was announced that next year's meeting would be in Pueblo. Dede told everyone that she would see them Monday and quickly left the meeting. She would have liked to follow up with lunch, but meeting MJ at the cabin was a higher priority