Imprisoned Love

Tiffany tossed and turned. She glanced at the clock. It read 2:20 AM. She’d never get to sleep, thanks to Vicki. Just who the hell did she think she was barging in here and ordering her to be ready on Sunday? And with the kids? No way! No way would she subject them to the likes of her. No way. But then again, perhaps the presence of the kids would prevent Vicki from misbehaving in any way. Yes, just maybe they would, but still, she wasn’t about to take chances with her kids. They were her whole life. They weren’t kidding when they said life ends with having kids, for it had. For the first twenty years of her life, her life was hers, but now it belonged to them. Sometimes she wondered if she’d made a mistake, maybe gotten pregnant too young. However, what was done was done. There was no turning back no matter how often she wondered what her life might be like if she’d never had them, or how much easier her life could be right now, not to mention less costly. She loved them dearly and they were her responsibility to raise and protect for as long as she could. This meant that she had three possible ways of handling Vicki. She could either report what she’d done and hope that somebody somewhere would believe her, then do something to keep Vicki away from her forever if they weren’t going to punish her first. She could try ignoring her, not that that’d do her any good. Or she could be ready on Sunday like she was told to be, minus the kids. Well, you did always wonder just what secrets lay beneath that uniform, she thought, then quickly chastised herself for even thinking such a thing after all she’d done to her. Yet she couldn’t help herself. Vicki was hot. Utterly and totally hot, and oh how she’d love to have her, to feel her naked body against her own naked body. Just what would sex with her be like in a setting such as her bedroom, wherever that may be? She tried to tell herself she must be crazy to even think such thoughts, reminding herself of what Vicki was all about on the inside, but try as she might, she couldn’t kill her curiosity as to what would happen if she let Vicki pick her up. There was only one way to find out, so when she saw Vicki’s fiery red sports car pull up to the curb, she quickly shouted goodbye to her mother and trotted on down the short driveway. She saw Vicki observe her intently as she ran around to the passenger side and hopped in. Vicki liked what she saw as she eyed the girl’s lean legs that extended from her bright pink shorts, and her cute, firm little ass. Her loose hair bounced suggestively across the top of her cleavage which was visible with the low-cut purple top she wore. “Surprised?” Tiffany asked once her door was shut. Vicki glanced over at her. “No, but where are the kids?” “Way the hell away from you, that’s where.” “So you got somebody babysitting?” “My mom works from her computer, so she’s home all the time.” “Oh, yeah? And where’s Dad?” “Out delivering.” “Is he?” Tiffany nodded, realizing that she was seeing more of Vicki than she ever had before. Vicki wore bright white shorts and a sky-blue top. Her face was made up beautifully. She wore very little jewelry. Just a gold necklace, a brown leather watch, and small gold hoop earrings. One side of her side-parted hair was pinned back with a shiny gold decorative comb. She was absolutely breathtaking despite the simplicity of her appearance. “Do I meet your expectations and look ok?” Vicki suddenly asked with a smile. Tiffany quickly turned her gaze towards the windshield. “I don’t give a shit how you look,” she muttered. “Oh,” said Vicki, laughing as if she’d said something hilarious. The two remained silent for a few minutes with Vicki wondering what Tiffany was really thinking and Tiffany wondering if she’d lost her mind. After all, Vicki hadn’t forced her to go with her today. She thought of the knife she’d packed in her purse, not that it’d necessarily be any match for Vicki’s gun, strength, and self-defense training. “Are we really going to the fair?” Tiffany finally asked. “Do you want to go to the fair?” “I don’t have any money.” “Oh,” Vicki said matter of factly. “Well if you’d like to go, I think I just might treat you. You like all kinds of rides?” “No.” Vicki smiled. “I’m a sissy. Rollercoasters scare me.” “There’s always the merry-go-round.” “Ok, take me on the merry-go-round, then treat me to some cotton candy.” Vicki laughed with delight. “You’re on, babe.” They spent the next two hours strolling the fairgrounds. Much to Tiffany’s astonishment, she actually found herself laughing and squealing with delight from time to time, enjoying the slower rides and the sugary treats. Towards the end, they checked out the merchandise for sale. When Vicki noticed Tiffany eyeing an exquisite turquoise bracelet, she insisted she buy it for her. “You don’t have to,” Tiffany told her. “But I want to,” said Vicki. Tiffany thought a moment longer. “Ok, but only if you keep it with you at your place. I couldn’t hide this from my mother, sister, or friend and I can assure you they’d find it awfully strange if the friend I just met bought me such a nice gift.” “No problem. It can stay with me and you can wear it when we’re together. It’ll make it more special that way.” Tiffany smiled weakly, still not sure what to make of Vicki and her intentions. They left the fair in the late afternoon and decided to have some real food, even if it was only fried, greasy burgers and French fries. “What time did you tell your mother you’d be back?” Vicki asked between mouthfuls of food. “I didn’t.” “No?” “No, but I really should call if I’m going to be out much longer.” “You can call from my place if you want to stop by there for a little while. Think you might like that?” Tiffany hesitated. Somehow she figured all along that she’d wind up there at some point. She had to admit, though, she was curious to see where Vicki lived, among other things. “I’ll take you home the instant you say so. I promise,” Vicki said. “Ok,” she said reluctantly. Tiffany ate a while longer till she realized Vicki was eyeing her in a tender, loving way that she had never seen before. Her dark eyes twinkled merrily and she smiled a soft, affectionate smile. “What is it?” Tiffany asked. “Oh, I’m just noticing how beautiful you are, that’s all.” Tiffany felt herself blush and turned away. There was still enough sunlight left to see Vicki’s street and property well enough as they pulled up to her place. Her desert tan tract home was sandwiched in the middle of the block. It was a simple, rectangular house from outward appearances. Various kinds of cactus were planted around the small lot. “It’s not much,” Vicki said, “but it’s home.” Vicki pulled into the single-car garage and led Tiffany into the house. The house had a very simple layout, but it was cozy, neat and clean. “It’s nice,” Tiffany told her. “How long have you been here?” “Almost ten years.” Tiffany then turned to face Vicki. “Can I call home now?” “Sure,” Vicki said, kicking off her sandals and hoping Tiffany would eventually consider home to be right where she was. “Phone’s over there by the couch.” Tiffany kicked off her own sandals and called to speak to her mother. She let her know she wasn’t sure when she’d be home and her mother said it was no problem. She never minded watching the kids. She also understood that even the most devoted moms needed breaks from their kids every now and then. “Don’t worry if I’m not back when you turn in,” Tiffany told her. When she hung up the phone, she found Vicki removing her jewelry and placing it down on the coffee table. “Would you like something to drink? I’ve got soda, juice, coffee, tea, ice water and even some wine if you’d like,” she said. “No thanks,” Tiffany told her, rising to her feet. “I’d like to use the bathroom.” “Go right ahead.” Tiffany used the bathroom, then stepped out into the hall. She could see that Vicki was now sitting on the edge of her bed, fiddling with the clock on the nightstand. Tiffany approached her slowly. Vicki glanced up at her a moment, then back at the clock. “I was just setting this so I wouldn’t forget. I need to be up by 5:30 in the morning.” “Why so early?” “I asked to return to second shift so we could have more time together. They said they couldn’t switch me back to second shift but could place me on first instead, so I said fine, I’ll take it.” Tiffany then realized it was unlikely that Vicki was playing around with some other inmate after all. Not if she were on first or second shift when there were too many people milling about. Besides, she was obviously much too into her to be focused on anyone else. “I won’t stay long,” Tiffany told her. “Oh, there’s plenty of time,” Vicki said, rising to her feet. “It’s not even 6:00 yet.” The two stood silently facing one another for a moment. Tiffany recognized the lustful gaze in Vicki’s eyes. “Vicki, can I ask you a question?” “Sure,” she said with a soft smile. “If I demanded to be taken home right now, would you take me?” Vicki nodded. “You really would?” “Yes, I really would. Is that what you want?” Tiffany thought a moment, then slowly shook her head though not without reluctance. She took a step towards Vicki, whose smile then widened. “Shall Vicki and Tiffy have a little fun then?” Vicki asked. Tiffany shrugged. “Yes? No? Maybe so?” Tiffany took another step towards Vicki who then threw her arms around Tiffany’s slender waist and pulled her towards her for a hot, passionate kiss. When Vicki pulled away, she pulled off her top, then removed Tiffany’s top and bra. “You’re beautiful,” Vicki told her. Tiffany smiled and reached to help Vicki out of her own bra. Vicki’s brown nipples stood as firm and erect as did her own rose-colored ones. “We’re so different,” Tiffany said. “Ah, but opposites do attract,” said Vicki, reaching to yank down Tiffany’s shorts and panties. Vicki dropped her own shorts next, revealing her skimpy snow-white panties which contrasted nicely against her tanned skin till she removed those, too. “Come, my fair-skinned beauty,” she told Tiffany, arms outstretched. With them both fully naked, Tiffany entered Vicki’s embrace. They explored each other’s bodies with their hands and rubbed against one another at the same time. It felt like heaven to both of them. They ran their fingers through each other’s hair and kissed even more passionately. Then Vicki gently shoved Tiffany onto the bed and climbed above her. Tiffany noted that she was solid as a rock. She spread Tiffany’s legs, straddled her hips and joined her sex with hers. Tiffany’s legs curled around Vicki’s waist as she cupped her small, firm breasts which dangled down towards her own fuller ones. Vicki’s lips met hers as she slid her clitty up and down the length of her own. The moisture from their growing passion kept their movements slick and fluid. As Vicki’s need grew desperate, she rocked Tiffany with quicker and shorter movements. They breathed heavily as their hearts raced together as one. Not long afterward, Vicki shuddered and moaned with ecstasy as pleasant relief rippled through her. But Tiffany’s need wasn’t yet met and Vicki knew this. She slid down, grasping hold of Tiffany in the back of the knees, then pulled her sweet wet pussy towards her eager lips, bringing Tiffany to a squealing orgasm in no time. Tiffany thought that once their breathing had returned to normal she would be taken home, but this didn’t happen. Instead, they made love over and over again. It seemed they just couldn’t get enough of one another. It was like being thirsty with never quite enough water to drink. Finally, at just after 9:00, Tiffany asked to be taken home. “It’s been really fun and all that,” she told Vicki, “but I really should be going now and I know you have to get up early.” “No problem,” said Vicki as they pulled on their clothes and stepped into their shoes. Vicki then snatched up the keys from the small table just inside the door that led to the garage and proceeded to drive Tiffany home. Tiffany would steal an occasional glance at Vicki along the way. “What’s up?” Vicki asked after a while. “Oh, I was just noticing how hot you are, that’s all,” Tiffany told her. Vicki chuckled delightfully. When they pulled up in front of Tiffany’s house, she turned to thank her for taking her to the fair and out to eat. “It was my pleasure.” Tiffany hesitated a moment, then said, “I really enjoyed being with you, but you must know that if there are any threats…” “Rest assured,” Vicki told her before she could say any more, “I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll take good care of you, so don’t you worry, ok?” Tiffany nodded as Vicki gently cupped her chin with one hand and moved towards her for a good night kiss. “Want me to write my number on something for you before I go?” Tiffany asked. Vicki smiled. “I think I can find it myself.” “But I don’t have your number.” “Yes, you do. I slipped it into your purse when you were in the bathroom. You can call anytime you want to.” “Ok, I guess this is it then. Good night.” “Good night,” Vicki called as Tiffany shut the car door. Vicki didn’t pull away from the curb until she was inside the house.