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    In This Moment

    Three full days had passed since Marina had seen Jenny. The horrendous day just ran over and over in her mind. It should have been perfect. Tim was away. The day belonged to them. Even now, she could still taste Jenny on her lips. She could hear her voice, how it changed, how much deeper it became as she got closerso closerightthere… That was when she had felt Jenny stiffen. She knew immediately. She felt Tims shadow fall over her. Should she have stayed? Should she have fought for this little temptress with the doe eyes? God, those eyesThey were there every time she closed hers. But she made her choice. She walked away. Left this little girl to pick up the pieces of the perfect little life that Marina had help to shatter.

    And Jenny made her choice. That was clear a few hours later when she walked in The Planet with Tim. Like a puppet she told Marina that she never wanted to see her again. That it was a terrible mistake. Perhaps it was. Tim asked when it had all began. She wanted to tell him that it was the first second she heard that voice. Thus Spoke Sarah Schuster. She knew this one was different. But to him she lied. She told him that there had been no more. Without thought, she knew Jenny would have lied, too. As Tim called to Jenny, Marina could read those eyes. She had wanted to stay. Then she was gone. Marina had watched that doorway entirely too long. The unfamiliar ache in her chest seemed to pound into her ears. She was waiting, but for what? She knew the answer, but would never admit that to herself. She wanted her to come back.

    Now, on the third day, she sat alone at The Planet, nursing the black coffee, long since turned cold. Nearby she can hear the light conversation of her friends. Tina and Bette are unusually cuddly this morning for a change. Dana only has eyes for her new girlfriend. Alice is giving Shane ***** about her latest hookup. All seems right with the world. Marina feels empty. The newspaper next to her moves. She recognizes the familiar boyish slouch of Shane. Thankfully, she didnt speak. She just ordered another espresso shot from the waitress. At 7:45 on the nose, like almost every morning, the regulars started departing. Her friends waved and went their ways. All except Shane. She waited a moment or two more, got up and put her sunglasses on. Before walking out, she put one hand on Marinas bare shoulder. Man, I guess some are worth fighting for. And she was gone.

    All morning she thought about what Shane had said. How did she know? Was it that obvious? She felt stupid. She was not this person. She had never cried over a woman. She had never had to fight. Women fought for her, and always ended up with the broken heart. She would not be changed for this insignificant little girl. This didnt matter. Jenny would marry this boy, have a perfect little family and be perfectly miserable for the rest of her life. What did that have to do with Marina? Everything apparently, because the very thought was breaking her heart.

    She needed to hear her voice. If she could just hear her she would know that she was okay. That she was happy. And if Jenny was happy, Marina could make herself walk away. She could call her, just to apologize (APOLOGIZE?) and then she would be certain. As she pressed the familiar pattern of Jennys number into her phone she thought, Am I ***** insane? Why am I

    Then she heard the raspy little whisper, Hello? It wasnt okay. She knew instantly. Jenny had been crying, but it was more than that. Something was wrong. And she actually felt that tightening in her chest again.

    I am sorry to call you, I just wanted to make sure Marinas words were stopped by Jennys uncontrollable sobs. Jenny? Jenny, are you all right? Whats going on? Marinas already thick accent got stronger when she was upset. If she could have crawled through the phone line she would have.

    H-hehe left. He l-left me at the inn and I have not h-heard from him. I took the b-bus back and h-have been here. He hasnt c-called. I c-cant sssleep or eat. I r-really f-fucked things up Jennys words trailed off into exhausted sobs.

    Jenny, I am coming over.

    N-NO! If-if he c-comes home y-you cant b-be here.! Her words were unheard. Marina was already in her car.

    No more than 3 minutes later, Marinas car pulled up in front of Tims house. She noticed several newspapers on the front walk. She knocked gently at the front door. No answer. She knocked just a little louder. Still nothing. She tried the handle and it was locked. She cupped her hands over her eyes, trying to peer inside as she walked around the house. She almost didnt see her through the window. The contrast of her black hair against the sheets caught Marinas eye. She was lying on her stomach, across the bed. And surely those were not the same clothes from three days prior?

    She knocked on the window, but Jenny didnt move. Marina ran to the back door and was very relieved to find it open. When she entered the bedroom, she stood and watched the rise and fall of Jennys breathing for a moment. Even though they had spoken so very recently, for a moment, she had been afraid of what her silence had meant. She crawled gently across the bed and lifted Jennys weak little body. As she rolled her to her back, Jenny made a small sound in protest. Marina said her name softly as she brushed the hair out of her face.

    Please, just g-go away, Jenny sobbed. I-if he comes back

    Shhhhh. Marina pulled Jenny into her arms and began rocking slowly. She couldnt help it. She just wanted to fix everything. Have you eaten anything?

    No, I am n-not hungry. He hates me. I have n-nothing now. I l-lost him, I p-pushed y-you away. I am all alone Again her words trailed off, but this time she buried her face in Marinas shoulder.

    Jenny, listen to me. I am taking you to my place. And do not argue with me. You need someone to take care of you. I can not be here if he comes back, but I will not leave you alone. She didnt know if Jenny was grateful or just too weak to protest, but she said nothing as Marina opened a few drawers and put a few clothing items in a bag. Jenny was surprised; however, when Marina easily lifted her into her arms. She only released her when she needed to open the car door.

    The morning light made Marinas apartment seem warm and inviting. She helped Jenny to the couch and left the room. When she returned, Jenny was half lying on the couch, almost asleep. She again lifted the smaller woman into her arms and carried her. As she walked through the bedroom she tried not to think of the last time she touched Jenny in this room; the first night she had made love to her.

    The bath was almost full of hot steaming water. She let Jenny slide to her feet. She pulled Jennys sweater over her head, and slid the short skirt off of her hips. Without speaking, Jenny pushed the tights down her legs and stepped from them. Again, Marina tried not to think of sliding those same tights down a few days before. Instead she just took Jennys hand and helped her into the bath. Leaning over the tub, she began wash Jenny. Her hands were loving and soft, nothing more. She washed every delicate inch of her body. She washed and rinsed her long hair, then piled it up on top of her head. She then left Jenny to soak out some of those worries.

    Marina stood against the doorframe for a moment, just watching Jenny sleep. Her head resting on the side of the tub. God, she was beautiful. She knew at that very moment that she was feeling the closest thing to love she had ever felt. And she was also trying to hold back the horrible feeling that she had ruined this young girls life. But, she couldnt think about it now.
    Jenny was dreaming. Dreaming of making love to MarinaIn a solid white room, draped in white fabric. The windows open, curtains blowing. Only their naked bodies lying entwined. Feeling a oneness that she could never feel with Tim. Strong hands on her shoulders woke her. She smiled up at Marina. Before she thought better of it, she took Marinas hand in hers. Turning it over, she placed one sweet kiss on the palm. Marina let her hand slide across Jennys face, her thumb grazing her cheek. She pulled away and took a thick robe down for Jenny.

    Walking into the kitchen area, Jenny could smell the rice, chicken and vegetables Marina had ordered. Silently, they sat to eat. Though she was trying not to stare, Marina noticed how much effort it was taking for Jenny to lift the fork to her mouth. She had become too weak to even feed herself and the hot bath didnt help. She moved her chair closer to Jennys and began to feed her slowly.

    When Jennys yawns were getting more frequent than the bites, Marina led her to the guest bedroom. Though it was midday, Jenny knew she could sleep now. She felt safe. It was the first time she had felt safe since she awoke to find Tims wedding band on the table beside her. Everything had been upside down since then. But now, this wonderful, beautiful woman was helping her into a soft gown. And everything seemed okay as she slid beneath the sheets.

    Marina tried to busy herself around the apartment. She tried to catch up on some paperwork. She tried to write. She tried to not check on Jenny every five minutes. She just couldnt stop herself. Jenny looked like a beautiful, raven-haired angel. As night fell, Marina found herself exhausted. She made a plate of fruit and cheeses and left it out, just in case Jenny woke hungry. She went in one last time, just to check on her. She was sleeping on her back, a half smile on her soft full lips. Marina leaned in and pressed a sweet kiss on them. Jenny didnt stir. Marina tucked the blanket around Jenny like a mother would her most precious child. She whispered goodnight, and went to her own bed.

    Marinas night was restless at best. She kept seeing Jenny in that bath. This time, as she visualized it, the hands had a much different purpose. She thought of sliding her hands into that thick hair. The way her nipples hardened when she let the silk gown drop down the length of her body. Marina was so wet she couldnt possibly sleep. She tried to think of anything but the woman sleeping in the very next room. It was cool and breezy when she stepped onto the balcony. The chill cutting through the thin satin gown she wore. She stayed there, looking at the lights of the city until it was safe to go back inside, until she knew she could sleep.

    She had been sleeping for an hour or so when she heard a quiet noise. Her bedroom door opened slowly. She could hear quiet footsteps like those of a sleepy child. The weight of Jennys body pressed against the bed. Marina rolled toward her. Jenny turned and curved her body into Marinas. It was as if they fit perfectly. They had never been able to have moments like this. It was too hurried with them; too secretive. With Marinas face buried in Jennys hair and her arms wrapped around her body, the two women drifted into a very sound sleep.

    The Planet could just spin on its own today, Marina had decided. She had decided that around 4:30 when Jenny turned to her. She had tucked her head under Marinas chin and let her fingertips fall gently on her hip. The contented sigh that escaped her lips was all Marina needed. She pulled Jenny closer, kissed her hair and whispered, I love you, Jenny. Those soft fingertips turned to nails through the thin fabric on her hip. Jenny lifted her face to Marinas and brushed her lips against hers. Chills ran up and down Marinas long body. She knew she should just push her away. She should tell her no. But she parted her lips, allowing Jennys tongue to slide inside. Marina let her hand slide to the curve of Jennys back, pulling their bodies together. As the kiss intensified, they began to melt into one another.

    Marina slid one leg between Jennys as she gently rolled her to her back. One hand slid into Jennys hair as Marina traced her lips with her tongue. She sucked and nibbled at her bottom lip, then the top. She never closed her eyes; never took her eyes off of Jennys. She needed to know that there was no fear there, no question. She slid her leg up, letting her thigh brush against Jennys ***** slowly. She leaned up on one arm and looked down at this fragile little angel. Rocking against her, she whispered, Jenny, I want you. But you must tell me yes. Tell me that you want me.

    God, Jennys response was more like a moan than a whisper. Rather than speaking, she lifted her hips to meet Marinas leg. Both women were getting hotter, wetter by the second. She lifted her face to kiss Marinas mouth again but Marina pulled away.

    Tell me, Jenny. She let her mouth move over Jennys, but never touched. Feeling her breath against her lips was making Jenny crazy. She could feel that Marinas thigh was soaked from her. With a newfound energy, she pushed Marina on to her back and straddled her hips. Marina watched with a bemused smile as Jenny lifted the gown over her head and tossed it aside. Jenny bit her own lip. A move that had always made Marina wet, and she knew it. She lowered herself to Marinas body. She could feel her nipples so hard against her own. She kissed her slowly, deeply. Jennys lips kissed a trail over Marinas lips, down her jaw, over to her ear.

    I want you, Marina. She traced that ear with her tongue. I want you. She kissed just below her ear. I want you. Now she took Marinas earlobe between her teeth, biting gently. Marinas hands slid up the sides of Jennys naked body. But Jenny grabbed those hands by the wrists. She pushed them up, over Marinas head. She gave her a look that said, Do not move. Marina arched her back as Jenny pulled the gown up and over her body. Jennys arms slid up Marinas again, moving Marinas hands to the headboard. When she had stretched the length of Marinas body, she let her nipple fall close to Marinas lips. A soft moan escaped Jennys lips when Marina caught that nipple between her teeth. She bit, just until it hurt, and then she sucked any pain away. Just the way her mouth moved over her nipple, Jenny was ready to *****. Marina knew, she knew this delicate little body and how to control it.

    Sitting up, Jenny looked down into Marinas eyes. She started rotating her hips into Marinas and then slid her hands up, into her own hair. She let those hands slide over her face, then her shoulders, and she closed her eyes when her fingers reached her *****. She massaged slowly as she rocked her hips against Marina. Her breath was getting more and more shallow. Marina kept licking her lips and letting tiny little mmms escape.

    Marina bent her knees up and let Jenny lean her body back against them. She watched as the younger woman slid one hand down her stomach. God yes, she moaned.

    You want to watch me, Marina?

    *****, y-yes, please. Marina began to arch herself up and against Jennys hot little body, grinding into her, the liquid fire between them mixing. Jennys fingers moved lower. Marina could feel it as she watched Jennys fingers play with her hard little *****. Jenny slid two fingers down, and dipped them into her *****. She made sure they were very wet and she made sure Marina could see. Her fingers were back on her ***** fast. Her body felt like it was about to explode. She pumped those hips against Marina faster, so turned on, letting this beautiful woman watch her. She slid three fingers inside hard and came immediately. Marina felt the hot liquid pouring onto her. Jenny pulled those dripping fingers from her body and lifted them to her own lips. Marina grabbed her hand and brought those fingers to her mouth. As she slowly sucked every little drop from Jennys fingers, Jenny came again.

    Weak and distracted, Jenny couldnt protest as Marina flipped her to her back. She moved down Jennys body and began to slide her tongue over her thighs. She could taste her everywhere. Jennys hand twisted into Marinas hair. She slid her tongue up the soft crease where Jennys thigh met her *****. Shivers ran all over her. Marina leaned in, taking those wet little lips into her mouth. Jenny moaned as Marina began to suck. She slid her tongue so close, but never inside. She waited. She wanted Jenny aching again. She traced every little fold of Jennys *****, so slowly.

    *****, Marinaplease Mmmm, that was all she wanted to hear. Marina sucked Jennys ***** into her mouth, sending waves throughout her body. Her face was immediately soaked. She alternated sucking her and flicking her tongue against her. As Jenny moaned louder, deeper, Marina moved faster. The exact second she felt Jenny let go, she slid four fingers inside her tight little *****, fast and hard. Jenny came in waves, pouring all over Marinas face and hand.

    Without a word, Marina left Jenny on the bed as she walked into the bathroom. Jenny felt confused and even a little hurt. Why had she gone so soon? She heard the water running and the tears rushed to her eyes. She pulled her legs up and tucked them under her chin, waiting for some explanation. When Marina returned, she had her answer. Her long thin beautiful body was leaning on the doorframe, bathed in the morning light through the window. On her hips, she looked to be wearing a garter belt. When Jenny looked closer, she saw that it was a strap on harness. She felt her body get instantly wet again.

    Turn. One word from Marinas lips made Jennys entire body hot. She turned her body, pulling up on her hands and knees. She moved so that her ***** was high in the air, opening up to Marina. Closer, Marina purred and Jenny moved to the edge of the bed. Marina placed one hand on Jennys hip. Jenny knew the other hand was positioning the ***** that she was about to ***** her with. She felt the head slide up and down over her. Now, beg me

    Oh god Jenny moaned.

    BegMe She slid her hand up Jennys back. She buried it in her hair yanking her head back until she gasped. Beg me

    Please Marina God Please.

    Mmm, please what?

    Please, please ***** m-me. He voice was barely above a whisper, sounding so desperate. P-please, I n-need to feel you. Fuu-uu-uuuck She moaned as Marina buried the ***** deep inside her. Using her hair, Marina pulled Jenny back and forth, feeling every inch sliding into her. As the ***** moved, it began to rock against Marinas *****. She began to moan. When Jenny heard, she knew what was happening. She started meeting each of Marinas thrusts with more power.

    As both women got closer, their lovemaking became more frantic, harder. Jenny pulled up, wrapping her arms behind her head, around Marinas neck, grinding her ***** against the *****, rocking Marinas *****. God, she wanted to make her *****. And she did. The familiar low moan of Marinas ***** sent another through Jenny.

    While Marinas body still shook, Jenny removed the harness from her hips. Setting it aside, Jenny pulled Marina to the edge of the bed, making her sit. Placing a hand on each knee, she spread Marinas legs open wide. She buried her face in Marinas *****, sucking and biting at her *****. She worked her ***** with her lips and tongue until she had almost pushed her over the edge. She slid her tongue deep inside Marinas *****. The moment she did, Marina came, hard. Before she could see what was happening, Jenny had the ***** out of the harness and in her hand. She slid it inside of Marina hard, pushing and pumping fast. She did not stop as Marina came over and over; waves of hot liquid pouring out of her. The bed and Jennys hand were dripping before Marina begged her to stop.

    The two women, wet and exhausted, crawled onto the bed again. Their arms and legs entwined. It was difficult to know who was holding whom. Maybe they both needed to hold and be held in that moment. Just before they drifted off, as they each thought of how perfect this was, the phone rang. It was only Adam from The Planet, wondering if Marina was coming in today. Nothing major. But Marina knew it was more. She knew the phone represented reality. Here they were safe. Feelings were all that mattered. They could love each other with all that had to give here. They would have to deal with work and friends and Tim and all of the other outside garbage, eventually. Jenny would probably go back to Tim. And Marina would go back to being the heartless woman everyone perceived. But right now, in this moment, they belonged only to each other. And that was enough.


    Comments

    1. I read this a while back, before I started leaving comments. Just re-read it, because I love the Jenny/Marina storyline. This is one of the best I’ve ever read..wish you had done more. I really like all of the stories that show the way it should have been rather than the idiotic road that IC and her writers traveled..especially with these two characters. Once again, great job -very HOT.

    2. Except, for the strip-on part…….it was an excellent story. Just my personal perspective here, but if I wanted a penis (of any kind) I’d be straight and with a man. I am so gay and so thankful for Wolfy! :D

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