The Warden's Wife Redux

Chapter 16

Sitting at her desk, she worked on her reports. Lost in thought she didn't hear Mickey come alongside her. He cleared his throat, "I haven't seen that kind of concentration in months, big case?"

"Oh, hey Mick," she looked up and swiveled her chair now, looking up at the big black detective. "Something is bothering me about a few of the players; I can't quite put my finger on it."

"Suspects?" he asked his brow furrowing.

"No, I'm pretty certain they are not."

"Then fuck'em. It's probably personal shit. You know how that thing you do works. Don't get distracted. Work the case. You want to grab a beer?"

She looked at him with a funny smirk on her face.

"Fucking A, you're at it again," he lowered his voice, obviously frustrated and unapproving. Taking a deep breath, he asked. "Who is she?"

"One of the executives. She's not connected to the case, I think." She admitted blushing.

"You better fucking hope so. I don't want to have to bail your ass out again. Don't tell me... you're meeting her tonight?"

"In an hour," she confessed her smug smirk fading into a weak smile as her color increased to a bright crimson.

"Fucking slut!" He whispered.

She chuckled and smiled.

"Promise me, you'll be careful...and be smart. Don't lose your heart again so quickly." He shrugged. "I'll see you tomorrow," turned and walked away.

"Thanks, Mick," she called after him.

"Fuck off," he retorted.

It was late and she still needed to stop at the store.

Fortunately, the traffic was light, and she arrived home in time to shower and prepare a few snacks. Should they be needed, she planned on fucking her all night. Yeah, they'd probably be hungry.

On the drive there, Jane was taunted by Jenny. She had blown Greg off again, two nights in a row now. Could Jenny have been enchanted by Detective Gail, she'd never been with anyone this streetwise and sure of herself. They were from two very different worlds and that excited her.

"See you are a lesbian. Fuck that shit about being enticed by her toughness. She's a dyke and you're a prissy little princess that needs a good fuck." Jane ignored her turning up the music.

"That's not going to help, slut. I'm in your head," she laughed.

"Let's see, shaved or landing strip? Wait, she's a dyke; she'd probably got a hairy untamed bush. Good luck with that."

All her talk was taking its toll and Jane was getting wet anticipating what was to come. Turning off Desert Inn and onto Euclid Street, she pulled in front of a modest home. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed the bottle of wine she'd bought strolled up the walk, and rang the doorbell.

She could hear her coming to the door, and without checking she opened it. Jane just stood there staring. Detective Gail McCoy was a vision, standing in tight blue jeans and a beautiful white blouse that left one shoulder bare, her long hair loose and hanging free. She had a tight body, from years of exercise and aerobics, she was barefoot and braless, her nipples hard and pushing out on her blouse.

"Hello there! Are you coming in or just going to stand there staring at me?" Gail knew she looked good, and her appearance often had that effect on her dates the first time they saw her out of her conservative police detective clothes.

Shocked out of her trance, "Oh, I'm sorry. It's just...you're gorgeous." Jane said as she stepped past the detective, and turned into a beautiful woman. Gail smiled and closed the door. Jane turned and Gail grabbed her pulling her close and they kissed. Time didn't matter. It was probably the most sensuous kiss Jane had ever received, and she tried to match its passion. The heat in the house increased by twenty degrees, Gail broke the kiss leaving Jane panting and wanting more.

"I didn't know if I should prepare a meal or show you to my bedroom." Setting the bottle of wine on a nearby table, Jane pulled Gail back into a lip lock that rivaled the first. After several moments, when both women were out of breath they pulled back, "So the bedroom it is."

Pulling Jane by the hand she walked her through the kitchen where they left the wine in the refrigerator. They continued into the primary bedroom, where a large California King filled most of the space. Before Gail could say anything more, Jane pulled her into another kiss. With both hands free, she began exploring Gail's body. It didn't take long before she had both hands under her blouse feeling her ripped abs and small "B" cup tits. Cupping them with her hand she felt the bullet-like nipples, which were hard enough to cut glass.

Not to be outdone, Gail had managed to get Jane's pants undone and was rubbing her hands through her thong, finding her wet and ready. Taking control, Gail broke free and began removing her clothes. Not needing to be asked Jane did the same and soon they were both naked. Even more impressive nude, Jane took a minute to admire Gail's toned muscles and abs. It was apparent that she spent hours at the gym. She was lean and muscular. Her six-pack abs made her tits look larger than they were. Her Irish heritage meant she was very pale, porcelain white. Her long legs met at a beautiful bald pussy, she had a diamond stud in her navel and a small tattoo of a butterfly on her shoulder. Their bodies were opposites. Jane possessed huge tits by comparison, "D" cups, with gold bars piercing each nipple, although far from fat, had a rounder tummy and healthy ass with the tattoo "Slut" on her right cheek. Her pussy was opening like a flower to the sun. By far one of the most beautiful that Gail had ever seen and that was saying a lot. Her tits hung off her body beautifully, and her hard nipples were already almost a quarter inch long. Her recently waxed pussy was also bald, showing off the gold ring in her clit.

"I never would have thought you'd be into piercing and tats. And I am looking forward to seeing just how much of a slut you are."

Jane blushed a little bit and Gail smiled, thinking it was adorable. She pulled back the bed covers and climbed in, Jane right behind her. Instead of kissing her lips as she'd intended, her mouth went for her breasts and Jane fondled the other. Gail purred enjoying the attention. She loved having her breasts sucked; it had a direct connection to her pussy. She was already aroused, now she was boiling with anticipation. Jane seemed fascinated with her tits, perhaps she'd never played with any her size. That thought was enough for Gail to come, she'd been known to come from breast stimulation alone, but it had been years since she'd been so fortunate. She knew then that this was going to be special. After she regained her composure, she looked at Jane like she'd just won the lottery. Gail was ready to taste her pussy and see what kind of effect pulling on the piercing would produce. She pushed Jane to her back and resisted her big tits, going right to the prize. Covering her pussy with her mouth she traced the opening with her tongue. Upon finding her lips, she parted them, while digging deeper into her hole. Jane moans her approval. Already damp, she began producing more delicious liquid Gail craved and licked every drop.

"Damn that's good, you've done this before," Jane asked, jokingly. Her orgasm was growing close, and her moaning let Gail know the effect she was having on her. Gail had toyed with the idea of getting piercings herself, but not being a fan of pain, she quickly dismissed the notion.

Flicking her tongue against the gold stud had the desired effect, and Jane saw fireworks behind her tightly closed eyelids. The pleasure was immense, Jane had become accustomed to the orgasms delivered from her female lovers, and they were different from those that Greg provided. Not better, but different all-encompassing, and massive. She gripped the bed sheets in her fists, shaking her head from side-to-side, and screeching to the top of her lungs. She hoped the neighbors were accustomed to the sounds of passion emanating from Gail's home. It was so intense. She thought she'd have to re-evaluate.

"Oh, my Gawd, that was great," Jane said bending forward to see what she'd been missing. Gail wasn't quite done so they curled into a sixty-nine with Gail on top.

Unaware of the effect her pussy munching was having on her; she was pleased to learn that she too had secreted ample juices for Jane to lick up. Despite being a novice to the sport, Jane knew a lot about what felt good, and she was soon munching on Gail's clit. She quickly had Gail moaning and on the edge of a strong climax. All this time it was all she could do to keep licking Jane and keep up with the tasty juices she was oozing. She wouldn't last much longer when she thought to pull on the gold piercing perhaps, they would come together.

Grabbing the ring with her guarded teeth Gail pulled and sucked, just as she lost control and exploded into one of the biggest orgasms she'd had in years. The results were immediate, and Jane screamed too as Gail squirted a flood of juices into her mouth almost drowning Jane in the process. When the two calmed down and caught their breath, they cuddled. Kissing and licking the juices off each other's faces while they crossed legs and stirred their fingers in each other's pussies.

They cooed, as the attention made them eager for more. Gail took the opportunity to suckle Jane's big tits pulling on the piercing with her mouth and fingers. Like her clit, her piercing made her nipples much more sensitive, and she quickly had Jane moaning as she came again, but not quite as hard.

"I think I'm going to have to reconsider getting piercings if that's the result," Gail said as she looked up at Jane floating back to earth. "They seem to be worth the trouble and pain, am I right?"

Jane was wiped out. Ignoring the thought, she smiled and kissed her lover as she played with her tiny tits and hard nipples. Gail let her be as she returned the kiss. "See you are a lesbian. Orgasms are better, pussies are tastier, and women are softer. Don't worry about missing cock, I'll bet this one has an answer for that too."

She moaned as Gail broke the kiss. "What is it? Did you say something?"

"What," Jane asked.

"I'm sorry. Of course, you didn't say anything; you were trying to suck out my tonsils." Perhaps she was mistaken, but Gail did hear something, and it wasn't Jane's voice, but someone else. Changing the subject Gail asked. "Why don't we shower and then we can get something to eat, I'm sure you are famished by now. Pussy isn't as filling, thank goodness."

Waiting for Jane to answer, she hesitated, should she want more. But they were on the same page and soon were in the amazing shower with water coming from every imaginable direction. Both saw this as another opportunity to play with each other. While Gail went after Jane's big tits, Jane played with Gail's ass and pussy. "Too bad I don't have anything bigger to shove up your butt," she complained. "Penis envy?" Gail replied, stepping out of the shower dripping wet, returning a few moments later sporting a large plastic phallic. "Turn around so I can fuck you from behind, slut!"

"Oh Daddy, please don't hurt me with that big fat cock you have," Jane said giggling while she bent over so that Gail would have a good angle. She'd already seen and felt these new strapless cocks. They were all the rage in the lesbian community. The cock easily slid into Jane's pussy. She quickly learned that Gail knew how to use it. She fucked her hard until they both came again.

It was Jane's turn to wear the dildo, as she fucked Gail she couldn't help thinking about how much fun she was having, and perhaps Jenny was right, if she got a little cock now and then, she might be a fucking lesbian slut after all. "Told you so," Jenny said. This time Gail was paying attention and heard the taunt.

She didn't believe in possession, but someone was definitely talking or taunting Jane and it was a female, she was sure of that. But she wasn't ready to confront her about it. Jane seemed so sweet she knew it had to be pretty serious for her not to confide in her or anyone else she was willing to bet.

It was nice to find that they shared tastes in food and wine. Although hungry, both agreed that a light meal would be best, the cheeses and grapes were a great compliment to the wine that Jane had brought. They sat together naked in the kitchen drinking and nibbling and getting to know one another better. They sat close enough to kiss and touch, which they seemed to find necessary now and again. When the subject of piercing came up Jane was too embarrassed to say much. Even after Gail admitted she was a bit of a coward when it came to pain. Finally, she broke down and began to confess. "I didn't intend to get the piercing or the tramp stamp," she admitted. "I'm new in this lesbian thing and was coerced into it, I guess you could say." She paused and then realized what she'd just confessed to; she just admitted that she was a lesbian. Knowing that she wasn't a member, at least not yet she decided she wasn't yet all in. "I better cover that." She looked at her lover, "What I meant to say, bi-curious. I don't know if I could ever give up men."

"You could have fooled me. Perhaps I can convince you to play ball on the other team, permanently?" Gail said and leaned forward taking one of Jane's breasts in her hands, squeezing it, and sucking on the engorged nipple.

"Oh, mmm, that's good. I'll give you three hours to stop what you are doing." Jane giggled at her joke. Gail pulled on her other nipple sending a jolt to her pussy and she came. It wasn't huge, but she came just from nipple stimulation. Panting, she tried to respond verbally, but it seemed that Gail wasn't quite through. She inserted her finger into the swamp that was becoming Jane's pussy and found her piercing and pulled while pumping her hand in and out. It was too much, and Jane squealed in delight as she came again, this time much harder. It was taking her a long time to compose herself. She'd been played like a piano. When Gail began to shift into a higher gear, Jane stopped her, with both hands gently covering hers. "It's not that I don't enjoy what you are doing to me. No one's ever made me come so easily and hard. Everything is moving too fast. I've got a boyfriend, I think. We just got together and I'm unsure how I feel about all this. Please don't be mad?"

Stunned and taken back, Gail felt like she'd been slapped across her face. Then she remembered Mickey's advice. He was right, she'd fallen in love again, much too quickly. She was a bit aggressive with Jane from the beginning. Realizing that she was vulnerable, bi-curious, and exploring her sexuality, Gail had indeed let her guard down.

"It's my fault. I hope I didn't take advantage of you. You looked so cute and hot when we met. I had to have you. If you're not ready to commit, I understand. Sometimes it's hard to find yourself, and who you are. We all have been through it." She confessed as she retracted her hands, wiping them on a nearby towel, instead of licking them as she wanted.

It was easy to see that Jane had hurt her, unintentionally but hurt her nonetheless. "Perhaps I should leave." She said. "I like you, Gail; I just don't know if I can be what you want me to be." She got up from her chair in the kitchen, wondering where she'd left her clothes.

"Don't leave, at least not like that," Gail said taking her hand. "We've still a lot of wine left." She smiled. But the mood was broken. Not willing to give up too soon, Gail pulled her closer. They hugged. "I don't want to go," Jane said softly into her ear. "But I don't want to lead you on. I don't know how long it will take me." Both enjoyed the feeling of each other's body touching the other. Gail could feel Jane's clit piercing against her wet pussy. Her nipple studs pressed into her small breasts.

"What the fuck are you doing, you stupid slut? I told you that you're a lesbian, and that's what you are. I don't give a fuck about your boyfriend. Greg's a big boy, he'll get over you. You have a beautiful, loving, lesbian cop, of all people, head over heels in love with you! And the stupid bitch slut that you are, you want to climb back on a cock. I'll not have it. You are a slut. You are a lesbian slut! Perhaps it was a mistake not tattooing that to your fat ass! Having grown tired of Jane's excuses and indecisiveness, Gail would put her puppet in her place.

"Now tell her you're sorry! Tell her that you made a mistake and say it like you mean it. You're a fucking lesbian slut and you will do what you're told."

It was too much, and Jane began to sob. She had this woman in her head, and she felt that if she didn't get rid of her soon, she'd surrender to her reprogramming. Fighting her was hard when she became this forceful, she couldn't do a thing but comply.

Sniffling to end her crying, Jane acquiesced. "I'm sorry Gail, your right. What was I thinking? I'm a lesbian and a slut. I shouldn't have said all that. I'll..."

"Jane, who is that telling you what to do?" Gail pushed her back gently so that she could see into her eyes.

"What? You...you can hear her? Oh my God. Gail."

"What the fuck, bitch stay out of this. I was going to give her to you, but not now. It's time to go Jane. Go get dressed and I'll find someone else for you, perhaps the local frat house. You could be their newest fuck-bunny. Do what you're told, this instant!"

"Well, what do you know? Looks like I've messed up your little..." Gail paused, "...whatever this thing is."

Jane began to calculate some of the math problems she found that blocked Jenny's presence.

"Don't you..." the voice faded and disappeared.

"She doesn't like math. I'm doing some calculations in my head. I don't know how long I can keep this up." Jane was struggling to maintain balance. She slowed down her speech after realizing she was almost frantic. "She's Inmate 8913069 whose name is Liz, a butch dyke, somehow, she's morphed into another personality named Jenny. I don't understand why, but she's got it in for me." It was getting easier to balance her calculations and speech. "I can't just terminate or remove her from the program, she's our prime. Everything is built around her." Her brow was sweating, now. She paused to catch her breath. "I don't know how this has happened, but somehow, we're connected, and I have very little control when she's present. Whenever I try to tell someone, she changes what I plan to say, and I end up giving a blow job or eating pussy. It is terrifying. I can ignore her most of the time, but when she's insistent... well you heard her. How can you hear her?"

"You poor thing, I knew something was wrong when I interviewed you. I have this, 'sense' I can feel things and tell when someone isn't being truthful, up to a point." Gail said as she watched Jane run math formulas through her mind. It was easier when she didn't need to talk. "I don't understand it, but I can, and I want to help. What can I do?"

"I can't keep this up much longer. She can't see what I see. She can read my thoughts, perhaps some nonverbal way to exchange ideas." She was sweating profusely and looking very tired.

"What did you do, bitch? How did you block me? You're just a stupid slut. You're going to pay for this. I think you are going to be the center of attention, tomorrow. You're going to ask to be gang-banged at work tomorrow. You will forget to wear panties and bra and spend half a day at the loading docks."

Jane was in tears. She didn't respond to the attack, but Jenny knew she was getting to her. Jane knew that Jenny would succeed in humiliating her in some awful way even if it wasn't with the threats she'd promised.

Consoling her, Gail let her weep on her shoulder until she cried out. She felt so helpless, but a plan was forming in her mind. It may not eliminate the threat altogether, but it should buy them some time. Gail held her tightly and slowly Jane quieted until she felt herself becoming aroused again. The women were still naked, and feeling Gail's hardening nipples against her own was becoming too much to ignore.