Redemption
Copyright© 2016 by Bondi Beach
Chapter 17: Orgasm Faces
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 17: Orgasm Faces - The Senate minority leader, along with his lover, are found shot to death. Under pressure, a high school boy attempts to blackmail the president's older daughter with a sexually explicit video. The minority leader's wife, who has long shared her husband's opposition to the president in office, finds her own views changing. Ignoring her own safety to protect the daughter of a president whose policies she despises brings this jaded Washington operator a moment of stunning clarity. Brief violence.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Fiction Violence
Three weeks later
SUZANNE LET SUNSHINE SNUGGLE BEFORE she pulled back to admire her smooth chocolate curves. Sunshine parted her lips, smiling, and Suzanne kissed her.
“Mmm. Nice, Suzanne.”
The kiss grew more intense. Sunshine responded for a moment before she broke the kiss. Her own smile was back.
“I told you, Suzanne.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. About coming.”
Suzanne laughed. Sunshine was right. Her orgasm faces were as arousing as her stiff nipples, her supple thighs, and the fragrant curly forest between them. Idly, she wondered whether Heather made the same faces when she came.
Sunshine kissed Suzanne, tasting herself on Suzanne’s lips and liking it, her hand on Suzanne’s tummy. Her voice was soft when she spoke.
“Thank you, Suzanne.”
Another kiss.
“Thank you for everything.”
Suzanne sighed as Sunshine moved her hand between Suzanne’s thighs and pressed one finger inside.
“Now, spread ‘em, bitch,” said Sunshine in Suzanne’s cop voice.
Suzanne laughed and complied.
Epilogue
Columbia, Missouri, five years later
SUZANNE WATCHED THE GIRL SMOOTH thick chocolate frosting onto the cake. Tanya’s mother had taught her well, and the swirls she made with the narrow spatula were perfect. Uninvited and unwanted, the anger and sadness Suzanne knew so well returned. Her own mother had preferred booze to food, and Suzanne and her sister made do as best they could. Suzanne forced the memory away.
“Beautiful job, sweetie. Your dad is going to love it.”
Tanya paused and looked up.
“You really think so, Suzanne?”
Suzanne stepped to Tanya’s side and hugged her, trying to avoid the frosting-covered spatula in the girl’s right hand.
“I know he will.”
“Did you order the dinner?”
Suzanne laughed. “You bet I did, Tanya. We’ll have enough for leftovers all week.”
The girl put down the spatula.
“Are you and Dad going to get married, Suzanne?”
Suzanne smiled and pulled Tanya into a hug. She rubbed Tanya’s back lightly, and kissed her cheek before letting her go.
“Straight answer, Tanya?”
The girl nodded.
“Yes.”
Tanya launched herself back into Suzanne’s arms and hugged her tight. “Yay!”