Chapter 50

UPSTAIRS

Unless Candy wanted to get fired, she had to catch up on her transcription work. That’s why she was at her desk on a Friday night. Unfortunately, Candy couldn’t concentrate because of the annoying loop playing in her mind. Thank God Deana was there to help me, Candy thought. Still, she made a scene, and Darlene deserved an explanation. Not that Candy could tell Darlene her mother was back, but she wanted to let Darlene know she was loved. How can I do that without saying too much, Candy wondered. It was possible she would stare into Darlene’s eyes again and see Gloria, and that would remind Candy that Darlene hadn’t grown up with the woman who gave birth to her. Darlene hadn’t gotten to meet the people who talked to her or kissed her while she was still inside Sally’s belly the way Gloria had. Or Candy might feel Sally’s pain again or imagine the suffering Darlene may have endured. How much would that be? Candy couldn’t know, so her mind force-fed her everything John caused in one serving. The result would be a vomit-inducing overload of emotions. Candy couldn’t let any of that happen again. If nothing else, she would hug Darlene and apologize for running off.

The camera window appeared on the monitor when the bathroom light came on. Candy sighed and minimized it when she saw Kimmy walk in. She had no intention of spying on the kid’s friends. It was bad enough she had done it to them, but not anymore. Well, unless, maybe, if Evan was going to jerk off in Deana’s panties, Candy might not be able to resist. Secretly seeing something she shouldn’t, it was like a shot of heroin, except adrenaline and endorphins were being injected into her bloodstream. It was an addiction, and like any addiction, Candy hated herself after the high was gone. The only hope was to get rid of the cameras, and they would do that as soon as Sally had the evidence.

The window popped up again after a few minutes because the bathroom light went off, but before Candy could minimize it, the person she had been waiting for backed Kimmy into the room. Kimmy’s demeanor, posture, and frightened face suggested she was being forced. It instantly snapped Candy back in time to her childhood. Sally was older than her, and Sally had always been bigger and stronger, but she never used physical strength on Candy.

Just like her mother, Candy thought, Darlene hadn’t either. She used those intense eyes and that bewildering expression to move Kimmy. It was amazing; Darlene had been raised by other people, yet she had inherited Sally’s traits.

Sally had been like a cat. Simply by being there, she could make you pet her when you didn’t want to. She could draw you in with one look or suggestive smile. Her personality made it hard not to like her, and a gentle touch could make you want her. Candy thought about the first time they shared a kiss. It wasn’t planned. They had never talked about it, and Candy didn’t want to. She had no desire to kiss other girls, certainly not her sister. That was until Sally stood in front of Candy, looked into her eyes, and placed a hand on her throat. Candy had been pulled into the bubble of sexual energy that surrounded Sally, and an insatiable desire burned inside Candy. When their lips touched, Candy suddenly knew everything about kissing other girls. She wanted anything Sally would give her and would have let Sally take anything she wanted.

Darlene’s lips were moving, and Candy wished there was sound. Although, she didn’t need it. She knew Darlene could get what she wanted without speaking a word.

In the bathroom, the edge of the counter pressed into the tops of Kimmy’s thighs. Her ass cheeks overlapped it. She couldn’t back up another inch, but Darlene was still pressing in. “Had you ever kissed a girl before me?” Darlene asked. Kimmy shook her head and pressed the heels of her hands into the counter. “Did you like it?”

Kimmy pushed down, lifting herself. Only her toes touched the floor, but Darlene still stared into her eyes. “I think you did.” Darlene wrapped her hand around Kimmy’s throat. “But it scared you.” Darlene’s tits fanned out against Kimmy’s chest. “There’s nothing to be afraid of.”

This time, when Darlene kissed her, Kimmy’s arms didn’t hang limply at her sides. They rose defensively, then wrapped around Darlene. Her fingers grabbed, digging into Darlene’s flesh. Darlene pulled Kimmy’s hair, tipping her head back. “Don’t worry, just let yourself go.”

Kimmy nodded until Darlene’s teeth and lips attacked her neck, and the redhead crammed a hand down the front of Kimmy’s pants. The girl who had never been past second base with a boy sucked in her stomach and opened her legs for another girl’s hand. Darlene clamped down on the tumbler’s crotch, forcing her middle finger into the burning wetness. She knew Kimmy had come up here to get herself off but hadn’t been in the bathroom long enough. The poor girl had chickened out and would have to spend the rest of the party wiggling and squeezing her thighs together, desperate for release. “Let it go, girl,” Darlene said and kissed her. “Just let it happen.”

Kimmy leaned back, lifted her stiff legs, and kicked the air while Darlene rotated and thrust her hand, smashing and grinding Kimmy’s clit. A finger plowed through the embarrassingly flooded labia and slipped inside Kimmy’s body. “Ah, ah, ah, f-ah, f-ah, fuck.” She wiggled back and slammed her legs on Darlene’s hand. “Stop, stop, stop, please.”

Darlene removed her hand. “Shh.” She pressed her finger to Kimmy’s lips and placed her mouth over it. Her tongue snaked past it and inside Kimmy’s mouth. “Mm, you taste it?”

Kimmy nodded while their tongues darted around the finger inside her mouth. “Me too,” Darlene said. “You’re delicious.” Kimmy took a few deep breaths and started to say something, but Darlene shook her head. “No, this never happened, never. Now, you better get back down there before they get the right idea about what we might be doing.”

Candy sucked in short, quick breaths. She was ashamed of herself but grateful she had watched. Rebecca’s prudish friend had been reduced to a puddle of sexual mush, and the world as Kimmy had known it had been demolished. Her mind had been ripped open and filled with desires Kimmy hadn’t known before, and if tempted by them, she would have quickly rejected them. Candy knew that because that’s what Sally had done to her long ago.