This chapter concludes (at least for now) this story line. I published the other chapters several weeks ago, and they describe many of the back story references in this chapter involving the relationships of the characters. For those of you who are interested, click on my name at the bottom of the story to access my previous posts.
I enjoy writing about sexual self-discovery, and unconventional relationships. These are all fantasies, thought I tried hard to make them believable. I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I do writing them. I welcome your thoughts and suggestions on how to make my writing better. Thanks for reading my work.
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When Alison woke up and went to the bedroom window Saturday morning, she saw a number of people already working, moving into and out of the tent spread out over the stone patio in Rob's backyard, preparing for the birthday party for Rob later that day. Rob was still sleeping and snoring softly, so she gave him a quick kiss on the forehead and headed downstairs to get some coffee.
Maria was busy in the kitchen, and looked up with a smile as Alison went to the coffee pot and poured herself a cup.
"Good morning, Maria." she said to the plump and petite Mexican woman who had been Rob's housekeeper and cook for the past five years. "It looks like the party preparations are underway."
Maria replied, "Si, they were here before I arrived a half hour ago. Would you like me to make you some breakfast?"
"No, thank you. I am sure I will be eating way too much later today, so I want to eat light this morning. I am just going to have some of that wonderful mango fruit salad that you made us yesterday."
Maria smiled with pride and immediately set about getting the fruit out of the refrigerator and filling a bowl for Alison. Alison sighed, feeling self conscious about letting Maria wait on her.
"When are Miguel and your kids coming over today?" she asked.
"I am going home in a few minutes to get them ready. I just want to fold up the extra towels for the pool that I washed, and put them back in the storage bins."
"Why don't you let me do that for you?" Alison offered.
Maria hesitated, and finally replied, "I cannot ask you to do my job, Senorita."
Alison expected that response. "I know that you have worked for Rob for a long time, and I appreciate all that you do for him, and for me now that I have moved in. Rob and I both have very demanding jobs, and I am grateful to have you here to take care of the house for us. I would not be able to manage that without your help.
I also consider you a friend, and hope you will come to feel that way about me, too..."
Maria nodded and smiled.
"So please let me do some small things for you once in a while as long as I am here, okay?"
Rob descended the stairs and caught the end of the conversation as he entered the kitchen. Maria replied, "Okay, I leave the towels for you, then," and promptly turned to Rob and asked, "What would you like for breakfast, Senor Rob?"
Alison laughed, and wrapped Maria in a hug.
"I will take care of Rob, too. Now you scoot home and bring your family back so that we can all have some fun this afternoon." she directed.
Maria reluctantly took off her apron and hung it in the pantry. Then she collected her purse and departed.
Rob smiled at Alison and asked, "What did you mean when you told Maria, 'let me help you as long as I am here'? Do you have plans to leave soon?"
Alison wrapped him in a hug, "I meant it more in the context of 'since I am here anyway'. But for your information, no, I don't plan to ever leave here." With that, she squeezed Rob as hard as she could.
Rob was a compulsive weight lifter, and his chest and arms were heavily muscled. Alison was strong for her size, but he was in no real danger from her fierce affection. Still, he enjoyed the game, and pretended to gasp in pain, "Please, don't squeeze me to death on my birthday!"
The back door to the patio opened, and a woman in checked pants and a white chef's blouse came in with her arms full of commercial food storage containers.
Alison realized this was probably Kim's best friend and the caterer for the party. She remembered that the girl's first name was Wendy.
Rob and Alison both stepped towards Wendy to help her with the containers. Rob got there first, and took them from her. Alison and Wendy both stuck their hands out and said "Hi" at the same time, then laughed awkwardly.
Rob set the containers down on the counter and jumped in, "Alison, this is my good friend Wendy Brooks. Wendy, this is my girlfriend, Alison Randall."
"It's nice to meet you," Alison murmured, as she shook the newcomer's hand. Her first impression was that Wendy resembled the singer, Pink. She had the same short, spiky blond hair, and killer smile that the pop star was famous for. The second thing Alison noticed was her beautiful green eyes.
Wendy discretely surveyed Rob's new girlfriend for the first time, and compared what she saw to the mental notes from her discussion with her best friend, Kim. Wendy turned to Rob and said, "Kim warned me that your girlfriend was a knockout. I guess it's safe to say she knows what she is talking about."
Alison blushed at the compliment, and Rob just smiled proudly.
Wendy turned to Alison and said, "It's very nice to meet you. Kim has been telling me all about you, so I feel like we are old friends already."
Alison wondered just how much detail Kim had shared with her best friend. Did Wendy know that Kim had been Alison's first lesbian experience, just two days ago? She decided that it really didn't matter, and she amazed herself yet again at how fast her old feelings about sex and friendship had been changing recently.
"I am really looking forward to meeting all of Rob's friends today. I hope we have time to talk at some point and get to know each other." Alison responded.
"Me too," said Wendy. "These are ingredients for pizza. I remembered that Rob has a brick pizza oven built into the outdoor kitchen, and I thought the kids would probably enjoy that more than the tapas menu we are having for the grown ups, so I thought I would whip up some dough this morning and have it ready, just in case."
"I don't have any wood for the oven," Rob said.
"I called Kim and she is arranging for Miguel to bring some when he comes." Wendy replied.