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Natasha and the Maid
Chapter Three
By Chris
"You know if you had given any one of the women that you fucked a chance maybe you would have already found the woman you are looking for. Maybe you just liked fucking them without any worries that they would become attached to you. Have you ever fucked more than one woman in a week, maybe several in a week?" Melanie asked.
"Yes, several times," Was all Natasha could say.
"You love sex, don't you?" Melanie asked.
"Yes I do," Natasha replied.
"Can you handle the fact that from this day forward I will be the only woman that you ever fuck again?" Melanie asked.
"No," Natasha replied.
"Okay," Melanie said and Natasha could hear the pain in Melanie's voice.
Melanie was starting to get out of bed, when Natasha pulled her back. "Look at me." She told her.
It took a moment before Melanie would look her in the eyes but she finally did and there was tears in her eyes. Natasha wiped the tears away, "What I told you before I meant, I'm ready to give all the girls up for you. I don't want you to be the last girl that I fuck, I want you to be the first and only girl I make love to."
"Damn you!" Melanie said and then she hit her hard on the arm. "You know you just broke my heart and then put it back together within a few seconds."
"I didn't mean to break your heart, I just wanted you to know I'm done fucking, I'm just going to make love to you," Natasha said.
"Wild, mad, passionate love?" Melanie asked now with a bit of a sparkle in her eyes.
"As wild as you want it," Natasha said with a wicked grin.
"Oh I like it wild sometimes," Melanie told her.
"So do I my lady, so do I," Natasha said.
"Good, but right now I want some wild sleep," Melanie said curling up against her. "Sweet dreams my love."
"Good Night my little angel," Natasha replied.
Natasha wasn't so sure that she could go to sleep after all that she had committed herself to but sleep came easier than she thought and it was more restful than she had in a long time.
She did get called into the gallery for a couple of hours and she made Melanie go with her. This seemed to have pleased Melanie more than anything she could have suggested they do. She showed Melanie all of her art work and there wasn't anything that Melanie wasn't gushing over.
The rest of the day, they spent shopping, looking for something that they could wear for the show. They found a pant outfit for each of the first two days with dresses for the auction on the final evening. When they got home they did make some of the wild lovemaking and after getting something to eat, they spent the rest of the night pleasing each other until they both fell asleep exhausted but very happy.
The next day, Melanie went in and quit her job thus committing herself to moving back with Natasha when she left and Natasha couldn't be happier. She really thought that Melanie was the girl that she could stay with. Going to the Gallery for the first two days of the show was pure pain for Natasha. She had always been an outgoing person but now she was having to make nice all these strangers who were sometimes admiring her art but Natasha also overheard some of them saying that it was pure trash. It took everything that Lisa and Melanie could do to keep her spirts up because all she remembered hearing was the criticisms.
If it wasn't for Melanie being there by her side, Natasha knew she'd never be able to get through the evening of the auction. But she stuck right with her and kept talking until the first piece was sold for a thousand dollars, a hundred times more than what Natasha dreamed it would.
"See you didn't have anything to worry about," Melanie told her.
"Hush, that might be the only piece we sell all night," Natasha warned her still fearing that would come true.
"Yee of little faith," Melanie said in a very upbeat manner that irritated Natasha just a little but she tried not to show it. She knew that Melanie was trying her best to be helpful.
"I'm really not that great of a painter you know," Natasha said. "Even my drawings suck."
"Well someone liked that drawing, they paid three thousand dollars for it," Melanie told her.
"Fuck!" Natasha said looking up to see that Melanie was correct.
"Yes Fuck!" Melanie said with a laugh and then she kissed her.
What kept surprising her was every time a new piece was put up, it sold and Melanie gave her a kiss when each auction was concluded. Some more than others but still Natasha was adding it up in her head and even with the galleries take, she would be set for a more than a few years.
It was when the last piece, the self-portrait, was up that Natasha buried her head in Melanie's shoulder, "Oh god, I can't watch this one, it'll ever sell."
"I'll watch for you," Melanie said squeezing her hand to reassure her and Natasha did feel a little better, not that it would sell but that Melanie would be there to give her comfort when it didn't.
Natasha groaned when the bidding was started at ten thousand, knowing no one would pay that much for it. However, someone placed a bid and then someone else upped it to ten-five. When it got to twenty thousand, Natasha had to look. When it got to thirty thousand, Natasha about pissed on herself. At one hundred thousand, Natasha thought she was about to faint. When the bidding stopped at one hundred and fifty thousand, her knees did give out but Lisa was prepared and was holding a chair for her to fall into.
"Oh fuck," was all Natasha could say.
"I told you that you were one of the best artists I've seen in a long time," she heard Lisa whispering into her ear.
"When you come back in a couple of years, everyone will know your name and we'll both make some real money," Lisa told her.
Natasha turned and looked at Lisa who she was sure was certified crazy. "This isn't real money?" Natasha asked.
"Honey, you're just getting started, now that they know your name and how good you are, they'll bring their friends the next time I put out that you're having another show," Lisa told her.
"But I'll never be able to top this, I can't," Natasha said with fear rising in her throat threating to make her throw up in front of everyone.
"Yes, you will," she heard Melanie say and she saw Melanie squatting down in front of her. "I'll make sure of it."
"How?" Natasha said.
"Tomorrow morning, we will leave here and go back to your little house. There you will just be Natasha the poor starving artist that you have always been. You'll paint and I'll play my music and then we'll make love whenever we want. I won't change and neither will you. It's not in you to be anyone except who you are. The woman with the beautiful smile. That is what I will see, not some stuck-up rich ass bitch." Melanie told her.
"But I'll still be a bad ass bitch," Natasha said finally able to smile.
"Okay I'll let you be that," Melanie said with a laugh.
"How about we celebrate," Lisa said and Natasha felt herself being pulled up from her chair.
First it was champagne with the buyers joining in, well the ones who paid the most money and Natasha tried to be the humble artist but that took some effort. After about the fifth or six glass, Natasha was feeling no pain and the was just enjoying her night. Another glass or two and her memory of the events of the night disappeared.
Natasha woke up with the sun shining through the window and it was much too bright for her liking. "Please close the curtains," Natasha said and they were immediately closed.
"How you feeling?" she heard Melanie ask over the pounding in her ears.
Natasha managed to sit up at the edge of the bed but she could get no further with the room spinning like it was. She then realized that she had a terrible taste in her mouth, a taste she knew and didn't like which is why she rarely got drunk anymore.
"Please tell me I didn't throw up," Natasha mumbled holding onto the bed until the room began to stop spinning.
"You didn't throw up," Melanie said and she felt her sitting down beside of her on the bed.
"Lier," Natasha said.
"Okay maybe once or twice," Melanie said with a laugh.
"On you?" Natasha asked not that she really wanted to know but she had to ask.
"Just the first time," Melanie said with a little giggle.
"I'm sorry," Natasha said.
"It's cool, I didn't mind," Melanie replied.
"Now I know you're lying," Natasha said.
"I really didn't, I thought it was cute," Melanie said.
Natasha looked over at her now that she could see halfway clearly, "then you're crazy," Natasha said.
"Maybe a little," Melanie said a little laugh.
Melanie then got up and went to the dresser where there were several bottles and a tall glass. "What you doing?" Natasha asked.
"My mother may not be worth much but she sure knows how to cure a hangover, she taught me this a long time ago, mainly so I could fix it for her." Melanie said and a moment later she brought it over.
"What's in it?" Natasha asked.
"You don't want to know, just drink it down all at once," Melanie told her handing the glass with a reddish colored liquid in it.
"I'll just throw it back up," Natasha said taking the glass.
"No, you won't but you'll wish you would. Now gulp it down," Melanie said standing right in front of her.
Natasha started to tell her no but then as bad as she felt, anything that might help was worth a try. Her first taste told her to spit it out but Melanie was ready for that. She had put her fingers to the bottom of the glass and was raising it. Natasha had no choice but to swallow or wear it. She gulped it down and once down, it felt like it was going to come right back up but that passed after a second or two and her stomach began to calm down.
Melanie took the glass putting it on the table and then she came back to her. "Come on and let's get you cleaned up, a hot shower would do you good," Melanie said pulling her to her feet.
"Let me brush my teeth first," Natasha told her going along on unsteady feet.
As Melanie got the shower going, Natasha did get the bad taste from her mouth and she began to feel human again. she did love to brush her teeth and maybe that alone helped.
Since she was only wearing her bra and panties, it didn't take Melanie long to get her undressed. She stepped into the shower while Melanie undressed and joined her. Her first thought was about the last time they showered together but her body wasn't up to it.
"Let's get you clean my dear," Melanie said as Natasha let the hot water hit her body. There was no teasing this time, Melanie just gently washed her and Natasha began to feel a little bit more normal. She wasn't sure if it was the shower or the drink Melanie forced her to drink doing the work nor did she care. Her head wasn't pounding as much and she felt steadier on her feet.
By the time that Melanie had dried her hair and sent her to go get dressed, Natasha felt her headache starting to go away. She also began to feel a little hungry, actually a lot hungry. She was just starting to get dressed when Melanie came out of the bathroom drying her hair.
Natasha stopped what she was doing and just stared at Melanie's naked body and she saw just how beautiful she was. "what?" Melanie asked stopping the drying of her hair with the towel.
"You're beautiful," Natasha said.
"Thank you," Melanie replied blushing more than a little. She then came over and gave Natasha a little kiss, "You're beautiful too."
"Not today, I'm not," Natasha said with a laugh.
"Every day," Melanie said with a smile and then she pulled back and began to get dressed.
Just when Melanie was reaching for the door to go out, Natasha stopped her pulling her into her and holding her at the hips. "I want to thank you for being there for me," Natasha said feeling that a simple thank you wasn't enough for what Melanie had done for her.
"You don't have to thank me, you deserved to celebrate and I was happy I could be there when you needed me," Melanie told her.
"No I don't mean helping me when I was drunk and all that," Natasha told her realizing that Melanie didn't understand what she was trying to tell her. "No, I mean I want to thank you for that too but I was meaning last night when the auction was going on. I don't think I could have made it through all of that without you being there with me."
Melanie smiled, "I'm just happy that you wanted me there."
"I did," Natasha told her and then she gave her a kiss, a light kiss that was just meant to thank her, "thank you."
"Come on and let's go get something to eat before we both start to cry," Melanie said and it was only then that Natasha realized that she really was about to cry.
"Yes lets," Natasha said giving Melanie a kiss to the cheek and finally releasing her.
They went to the first restaurant that they came to and they got something to eat, filling their growling stomachs. They walked around a little before coming back to Natasha's room where they stripped out of their clothes and got into bed but not to have sex but to take a nap since neither of them had gotten much sleep. Well Melanie got little sleep looking after Natasha and Natasha's sleep was alcohol induced and not very restful.
Natasha began to come out of her nap feeling something nice against her pussy. It only took her a second to realized that it was Melanie's tongue and she was already soaking wet.
"Oh baby, that feels good, don't stop," Natasha moaned putting her hands down to Melanie's head.
"I don't plan on it," Melanie replied.
"Shut up and lick girl," Natasha told her.
Melanie just giggled and Natasha felt Melanie's tongue back at her pussy, going between her lips and up to her clit. She felt Melanie's lips form around her clit and Melanie's fingers pushing into her pussy.
"Fuck me baby," Natasha moaned and she felt Melanie's fingers moving deeper and harder into her pussy.
Melanie went from sucking on her clit to licking it while her fingers were driving her crazy going so deep and so hard. Natasha moved her hands from Melanie's head to the sheets gripping them in her hands as her orgasm began to overcome her and she cried out when it hit. She felt Melanie's fingers still fucking her and still having her clit licked until she lost it for a moment.
Just as she began to recover, she felt Melanie moving up in the bed. She opened her eyes to see Melanie's pussy over her head. "Oh... fuck yes," Natasha said pulling Melanie's pussy down to her mouth. Melanie was so wet and she licked wanting to get all those juices. She then used her fingers to part Melanie's ass cheeks so that she could lick her asshole that made Melanie moan louder. When her tongue went back to Melanie's pussy, she felt Melanie lowering her body down so that she was sitting on her face and she ground down for a couple of moments. Natasha moaned into Melanie's pussy loving the feel of Melanie's wet pussy against her face smearing her juices all over her face.
Melanie rose back up just when Natasha needed her too and Natasha went to her clit, licking and sucking on it while her fingers teased Melanie's asshole. Soon she had Melanie coming and Melanie sat back down on her face as her orgasm hit flooding Natasha's mouth with her juices. Natasha was just able to breathe through her nose so she was content to let Melanie sit for as long as she wanted, she loved having Melanie sit on her face.
When Melanie had recovered, she moved off of her and Natasha watched Melanie got off the bed to get the strap-on. She felt her pussy getting wetter while Melanie put the harness on her body. Melanie came back onto the bed getting between Natasha's legs which she had opened for her. Natasha felt the dildo enter her in one hard motion and she grunted from the pleasure. Melanie fucked her hard and they were both soaked in sweat by the time Natasha's orgasm hit. They switched places and Natasha fucked Melanie just as hard.
They kept fucking through the evening and late into the night stopping only long enough to pee, get a drink and eat some crackers that Natasha just happened to have.
Natasha had to be at the gallery early the next morning and she hated hearing the alarm going off. Neither said much as they showered and got ready to leave. Melanie helped her pack and then Melanie packed up her own things.
"So... what happens now?" Melanie asked what Natasha had been thinking herself since she had woken up.
Natasha hesitated for a second but it seemed like a lot longer to her. "I give you my address and after you pack up your stuff you can head out and I'll be heading that way as soon as I finish up at the gallery.
"I will probably need to put some things in your car, why don't you stop by my house once you are through and then I can follow you," Melanie suggested.
Natasha knew that Melanie was giving her one last chance to back out if she wanted to. Natasha knew she should argue and just give Melanie her address but she didn't, "Okay." She said taking Melanie address that she had already written down.
Melanie went ahead and left, not giving Natasha a kiss or a hug. This only left Natasha to her own thoughts and that wasn't a good thing. She didn't want a way out now but Melanie had given it to her. She could easily go back to her old life but she wasn't sure her old life would ever be the same again. Too many things had happened since she had gotten here, none of them were anything like she expected them to be. "why did you do this to me," Natasha said to the fates that had blown Melanie into her life.
She did manage to keep her mind on business as she dealt with Lisa and her gallery but once she was back in her car she had to face the fates once again. She pulled Melanie's address from her purse. She looked down at the paper looking at Melanie's handwriting and even that seemed to fit Melanie, nothing fancy or cute but still beautiful all the same.
She looked at the address for a few minutes knowing that all she had to do was to roll down the window and throw it away and Melanie would forever be another girl that she had fucked, and there had been many in her past. But there was just something different about Melanie that separated her from all the other girls.
For some reason, her mind went back to the first girl she had sex with in high school and how exciting and new it was. Neither of them knew what the hell they were doing but it felt good. She would always love that girl because she was her first love, her first crush, her first-time having sex. She tried to figure out why she had thought of her now and she really didn't know however after a moment she did know. Melanie was also her first, her first true love. She entered Melanie's address into her phone to get the directions to her house.
It wasn't hard to find and it was about what she expected to find. The house was run down and needed to be painted really bad. She was sure that it needed a lot of other things but she didn't need to see inside to know that.
Melanie was putting a box into her car and when she looked up, Natasha could see the relief wash over her face and then a bright smile. Natasha pulled in behind her and got out.
"What do you need to put in my car, I got plenty of room," Natasha said coming toward Melanie.
"Oh... I got it all packed in my car," Melanie told her.
"Then why did you want me..." Natasha said stopping when she saw the tears running down Melanie's cheeks.
"I wanted to give you a way out if you wanted it. If you showed up then I would know you really wanted me to come with you," Melanie said and Natasha had to pull her in close and hug her.
"I knew you were doing that and I thought about it, longer than I care to admit," Natasha said wiping the tears from Melanie's cheeks.
"Why didn't you run?" Melanie asked.
"I couldn't, you're the first girl I have truly fallen in love with. Lots of other, I thought that I might love but mostly because they were great at fucking." Natasha said.
"And I'm not," Melanie asked seriously.
"I stopped fucking you after the first night, hell maybe during the first night we were together," Natasha told her.
"Any just what did you do... we do?" Melanie asked.
"We stopped fucking and started to make love," Natasha said. "and it's your damn fault!"
"Sorry about that," Melanie said with a big smile.
"The hell you are," Natasha said.
Melanie laughed, "No I'm not."
"Come on baby, give me a kiss and let's get the hell out of here," Natasha said pulling Melanie in close again.
"Gladly," Melanie said and she gave her that kiss.
"Let's go home," Natasha said and that just made Melanie start crying again, this time because she had made her so happy.
They cried a moment, dried their eyes and after a last kiss, they got into their cars with Melanie following Natasha down the street. Natasha knew that this was the right thing to do, maybe the only thing she had done right in a long time. Once they were on the interstate, Natasha saw Melanie dropping back a little. This scared Natasha more than a little as she came to the realization that she wasn't the only one who could back out, Melanie could also be rethinking her decision. Natasha reached for her phone to call Melanie to talk her out of changing her mind but she stopped herself. Melanie gave her a chance to back out and so must she no matter how hard that was to do. However, she did keep glancing at her rearview mirror until she has passed several exits and Melanie didn't take any of them. She just kept the same distance between their cars.
When they got close to her exit, she saw Melanie closing the distance and Natasha let out a sign of relief. There was two ways to her house, one circled around the city but was longer and the other went straight through the city. Natasha decided to show Melanie a little of her home town and she went into the city. She took her by the famous golf course located there and about halfway through the city she turned left making sure that Melanie made the light with her. Natasha now headed back out of the city until she got to her road where her late grandfather's house was located and where she now called home. It was just outside of the city and about the only part around the city that hadn't expanded. It wasn't completely out in the country but close to it.
Natasha pulled into her driveway with Melanie pulling in behind of her. Natasha got out and stretched before looking back at Melanie who was doing the same.
"Well this is my humble abode," Natasha said pointing to her old but well- maintained little house.
"It's pretty, I like it," Melanie said coming in beside of her.
"Come on and I'll show you inside and then we'll unpack your car," Natasha said.
"Show me the bathroom first," Melanie told her with a bit of a laugh.
Natasha laughed, "I can do that."
Natasha opened the door and pointed to where the bathroom was and Melanie immediately headed in that direction. Natasha realized she was also in need so she went to the small bathroom located in her bedroom.
"Feel better?" Natasha asked with a smile.
"Yeah, much better. I was okay until I saw you pulling into the driveway and I realized that I really needed to pee." Melanie said with a laugh.
"I was okay until you said you had to go and then I did," Natasha said laughing with her.
"Let me show you around your new home," Natasha said taking Melanie's hand.
"I like the sound of that," Melanie said.
"So do I," Natasha replied giving Melanie's hand a squeeze.
Natasha took her through the small house starting with the living room and the kitchen and on to her bedroom and the guest bedroom. She saved her work room for last. It was the only change that she had made to the house, adding a large room for her to paint and draw with lots of windows to let the sunshine in. She had to add an extra air conditioner for the hot summer months to keep the room halfway cool not that she liked it too cool since she tended to be cold natured.
"I love it," Melanie said looking around the room and at some of her work that she hadn't put up for sale.
"Thank you, it is where I spend most of my time," Natasha told her.
"I can see why," Melanie told her.
"It's where I can truly find peace in my life," Natasha admitted.
"Well I'll try not to disturb you when you're in here working," Melanie told her.
"No, I didn't mean it that way, it is just that..." Natasha said and she stopped not sure how she could explain it to Melanie when she didn't know herself, it was just where she could just be herself.
"I understand, sometimes when I'm playing my guitar, there is no one else in the world but me and my music," Melanie told her.
"Yeah," Natasha said seeing that just maybe Melanie was the first person that would understand that part of her, a part that she never let anyone in before.
"Come on, let's get my car unpacked," Melanie said and Natasha felt Melanie taking her hand pulling her out of her room.
They went out and began the process of moving Melanie into her home. It was exciting and scary for Natasha but all she had to do was to look at Melanie and she had to smile. Natasha had to move some of her stuff out and also clean out the drawer in her dresser that contained some panties and bras that obviously didn't belong to her. Melanie frowned at her and then laughed as Natasha felt her cheeks turning a bit warm.
Natasha found something to fix them for dinner and they ate at the table talking. She even talked Melanie to play a few songs on her guitar after dinner. They sat for a while before taking turns in the shower and turning in for the night. It was still early but then they weren't going to bed to sleep, at least not just yet.
When Melanie joined her in the bed, Natasha moved over her and she kissed her. she felt Melanie's hand at the back of her next holding her into the kiss. The first kiss was light with their tongues barely touching but the second and third kiss was progressively more passionate.
Natasha kissed her way down Melanie's neck and chest going to her breasts, holding them in her hands and kissing each nipple in turn. Melanie was letting out soft moans with each kiss and a louder moan when Natasha decided to tenderly bite her nipples getting Melanie to moan so she bite then a little more going from one to the other.
Natasha then started to kiss a little below Melanie's breasts when she felt Melanie gripping her arms. "turn around, I want to eat you too," Melanie said with her voice coming out lustfully.
"Mmmm I like that idea," Natasha said coming up and she gave Melanie a kiss before getting up and turning around.
She felt Melanie's hands on her hips pulling them downward. She felt Melanie's tongue on her pussy and she let out moan letting Melanie lick her but for a moment before she dropped her head to Melanie's pussy and began to lick up her juices that were coating her lips.
Natasha loved how Melanie tasted and she also loved the way that Melanie was licking her pussy. She seemed to know just what parts to lick and when to lick them. But Natasha had also learned what Melanie liked and she made sure that Melanie was feeling as great as she was. They went slowly at first making sure the lovemaking lasted but like always there came a time when to need to cum was too great and they both worked harder to bring the other off first. Natasha was able to do so but not by much since Melanie was sucking on her clit when she came and with her lips clamping down on her clit, Natasha's orgasm hit her hard.
Natasha turned back around and she kissed Melanie tasting her own juices on Melanie's lips. After the kiss they just lay there looking into each other's eyes and holding on tightly. Natasha began to feel a need within her and it wasn't a sexual one but a need to tell Melanie everything.
"I need to tell you some things about me, I've had a lot of women in my life," Natasha told her.
"I know that, you don't have to tell me anything, I'm cool with your past," Melanie told her.
"I know you are but I still have to tell you, so you know what kind of person I am," Natasha told her.
"You're a sweet kind-hearted woman with a beautiful smile that makes my knees go weak, that is all I need or want to know," Melanie told her.
Natasha smiled at that but it didn't change anything for her, she had to get it all out while she could. "It's not that I'm ashamed of anything I've done or the women I've been with. I'm not, they are all a part of who I am or was." Natasha said and this time Melanie didn't argue.
"Okay tell me," Melanie said.
Natasha paused for a second and began to talk, telling her everything she could think of which was a lot. She told her about being with several different women on successive days. She told her about going on vacation and going to bed with two and even three women at the same time which she said that she enjoyed but was very tiring. She had broken up several couples and had even gone to bed with a couple of married women. None of this seemed to faze Melanie in the least, she just listened and never loosened her hold on her.
She finished with a flurry and then she let out a deep sigh, having finally gotten it all out. "so that is who I am," Natasha said.
"No, you're not, you're the woman I'm in love with," Melanie told her.
"Damn you, you always know the right thing to say," Natasha said giving Melanie a kiss.
"That's just how I feel," Melanie told her.
"I love you too," Natasha said meaning it with all her heart.
For the first time in a long time, Natasha didn't feel the need to have sex, she just wanted to hold Melanie for the rest of the night.
The next day they began their life together, it was a little awkward at first but then they began to get used to each other. Plus, they could have a little afternoon delight and a lot of nighttime delight. This, Natasha quickly decided, was something that she could get used to. They even went into town to the adult superstore to find some new toys to play with.
They had been home only for a few days when Natasha had her first test. She knew that temptation would come and she would have to face it, it was a test that she dreaded but hoped that she could pass. Melanie had just left to go to the store and she was in her work room trying to figure out something to draw or to paint when she heard a knock on the door.
Natasha went to the door opening it to see Barb standing there wearing a pair of very short jogging shorts and a tight tee shirt. She had obviously dressed to get her attention and it normally would have but for some reason, she really didn't want to see her there, not with her and Melanie just starting to get it all together. With Barb looking so sexy and she really was a fire cat in bed, this would definitely be a test. There wasn't anything se wouldn't do or try and together they had tried a lot of new things.
Natasha looked at her for a second waiting for that normal desire to come but it never came. Instead she thought of Melanie and how much prettier and desirable she was even thought if they were both entered into a beauty contest, Barb would win hands down but, in her heart, Barb was wasn't even close to being as pretty as Melanie was. "What you doing here?" Natasha heard herself ask in a tone that indicated how she felt about Barb now at least as far as their sexual relationship which was over.
"Nice to see you too," Barb said brushing past her and entering the living room.
"Barb, I told you that I've fallen in love with someone and that I had to end it with you. We can't get together anymore," Natasha said.
"Oh yes, the maid, I just wanted to show you what you're missing," Barb said sitting down in a chair just across from the couch that Natasha found herself sitting on. The only thing going through her mind was how to get Barb out of there, she didn't want Melanie got get the impression that there was still something going on when it was over for her.
"Barb, I'm sorry but you got to go. It's over with us, you need to understand this," Natasha said and then she noticed Barb's hand go between her legs like she was adjusting her shorts but all she did was to move the leg opening enough to show Natasha that she wasn't wearing any panties and she was left looking at a pussy she knew all too well.
"That's not going to work you know," Natasha told her.
"What?" Barb asked opening her legs a little more thus showing more of her pussy.
"Barb, you got to leave, please," Natasha said to her getting up.
"Your girlfriend will be gone awhile, we got time for one last fuck," Barb said getting up and coming toward her.
Natasha backed away but the couch was blocking her way. Barb reached down and she pulled off her tee shirt showing off her firm breasts.
"You're right, she does have some nice boobs," Melanie said from the kitchen entrance to the living room.
Natasha turned to see Melanie standing there and she didn't seem pissed but she did look like a woman who was intent on keeping a hold of what was hers.
"Who are you?" Barb asked and to Natasha she sounded pissed seeing Melanie there.
"I'm the maid and I'm have the only pussy that Natasha is eating now," Melanie said with a firm tone, one that meant business. This was a side of Melanie that Natasha hadn't seen before and she liked it.
Natasha then knew that Melanie had been there all along. She must have seen Barb pulling in and she circled back. She had never heard her and obviously neither had Barb.
"What's makes your pussy so great?" Barb asked still holding her tee shirt in her hand.
"Well you know how much Natasha likes bananas right?" Melanie asked.
"Yeah, so what?" Barb asked.
"Well every morning I put a little banana flavoring on my pussy so I know Natasha will always want to eat it," Melanie said with a straight face.
Where that came from Natasha didn't have a clue but she couldn't help but to burst out laughing. Barb looked at her laughing and she had this angry look. "You both are crazy, you deserve each other." Barb said with her anger showing.
Barb put her tee shirt back on and when she got to the door, "When you get tired of your maid, you know where to find me!" she said going out the door and slamming it behind her.
Natasha turned to Melanie, "Banana flavoring?"
"Yep, want a taste," Melanie asked turning and heading to the bedroom.
"Hell yes!" Natasha said.
Needless to say, Melanie never made it to the store that day.
Epilogue
Natasha was sitting in her room looking at her drawing pad and after two weeks she still couldn't think of something to draw or paint. She was beginning to fear that she would never be able to draw again.
"Still blocked?" Melanie asked from the doorway.
"Yeah," Natasha said more than a little depressed.
"Draw me," Melanie said coming on into the room.
Natasha saw that she was wearing a short skirt and a see-through blouse. Obviously, dressed to draw her attention and it did. "I thought you said never to ask you to let me draw you." Natasha said as Melanie sat down in a straight back chair in front of her.
"You didn't ask, I'm volunteering." Melanie said trying to look relaxed but not pulling it off.
"You sure?" Natasha asked.
"Shut up and start drawing before I change my mind," Melanie told her and Natasha knew this would be her only chance to ever draw Melanie.
Natasha picked up her drawing pad and began to draw. It was like Melanie had given her back her passion for art. Her mind found that peace again and there was only her and her drawing pad in the room. Well... there was also the woman that she loved, the woman that when she saw a pretty girl, her first thought wasn't on how to get her to her bed but to the woman who was frowning at her for daring to look at in the first place.
The end!
This story is dedicated to a wonderful woman who decided to make me her friend and who has become my dearest friend, a friend that will forever be in my heart. She came up the original idea for this story and I do hope she likes what I have created.
Please let me know what you think of my story. I welcome all comments good or bad. You can email me at numlfl@hotmail.com