Breaking Point
By A. Hawk

Disclaimer:  Everything in here is mine.  It’s for mature audiences and involves two women in love.  So if you have any problems, please feel free to leave now and don’t look back until you are either over 18 or realize that there are worse things in life than two women in love and expressing that love.

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Special thanks goes out to my editor, Shadylady.  Thanks again for everything.  You are truly a gift.

The relationship between Amy and I had been growing stagnate for quite a while.  After two years, I figured it was just the way things were.  Amy was, and still is, a beautiful woman; honey blonde hair, light brown eyes, perfect figure, breast and all, a little shy, but once you got to know her, you found out how smart, funny, and sexy she really was. However, lately, everything seemed to be going downhill.  I decided to go out for a little while for a drink or two, or three, and try to figure out what the hell was going on. 

I came home from work Friday evening and fixed dinner for us both. I wanted to be home when Amy got there, so that, at least, when I left, she wouldn’t have to worry about where I was.  She strode in looking tired and run down.  I could tell by her demeanor that she was going to eat and then head straight to bed.  This didn’t stop me from trying to get her to come with me. 

“Babe?  Why don’t you go shower and take a nap after we eat.  Then you can come with me to the club.”  I asked as nicely as I could, but the look on her face gave me all the answer I needed. 

“Tracy, I’d love to but I’m beat.  I think I’ll just stay here tonight.”  Next, she walked into the bedroom and started removing her clothes to take a shower.  

I murmured under my breath that she always seemed tired, then started cleaning everything up.  I waited for her to finish and then I took my shower and started to dress.  When I came out, she was stretched out on the bed with a book across her chest; glasses still on.  I watched her as she slept, and then moved to take a blanket we had laid out on the chair beside our bed and spread it over her. Next, I finished drying my jet-black hair and tied it back.  I put on a white cotton long-sleeved shirt; jeans and boots, got my keys off the dresser and headed out. 

When I arrived at the club, it was just starting to get busy.  All of the happy hour people were there, erasing the stench of the last week and kicking off the weekend.  The music was blasting one of the top 40 and the dance floor was starting to fill.  I walked over to the bar and ordered a beer to start.  I figured that since Amy was asleep, there was no hurry for me to get back to her.  Once I paid for my drink, I walked around the club, soaking up the atmosphere and trying to get in the swing of the place.  I hadn’t realized just how long it had been since I’d been out like this, on my own, no chaperon.  It was a great feeling, but then I realized how dangerous that could be at a time like this; with the relationship going as it was.  I shook those thoughts away with a promise that I would behave myself…and to confirm that, I decided that three drinks would be my limit.  

As I walked around a bit, I noticed a woman in a corner staring in my direction.  I thought she might be looking at someone else, so I ignored her and kept doing my own thing.  About thirty minutes later, I ordered another drink and began making small talk with the bartender.  While we were talking, I noticed that the bartender looked up and a smile of appreciation spread slowly across her face.  I looked up into the mirror on the wall behind her to see what had gotten her attention.  I noticed immediately that it was the woman I had seen earlier. I also noticed that in the light, she was not someone I could easily ignore again.   

She was dressed in a tight-fitting metallic blue dress that plunged low and ran high.  The dress was a perfect compliment to her azure eyes and dark brown wavy hair.  She was complete perfection from head to toe.  Her body was amazing.  When she smiled, it was all I could do to fight the stupid grin that threatened to cross my lips.  I took another sip of my beer and continued to face forward as she took a seat next to me.  When she turned to face the bar, her leg grazed against mine and I swear it was a like feeling a spark setting off a fire inside of me.  I cleared my throat and was making a move to get up when she reached out her hand and placed it on my arm. 

“Do you mind if I sit here with you?  I hate to drink alone and it seems that I’ve been stood up.”  Her voice was hot and sultry.  I thought I was doing good to keep my face turned in another direction, but her voice was like a Siren’s song in my ear.  I turned my head to face hers and our baby blues locked. 

“Well I hate to be so crude, but I have to tell you, anyone who stood you up, is missing out on more than a drink.”  I almost kicked myself, the words slid out easily.  Too easily.  I could feel that a part of me, a very sensitive part of me, liked what I saw…too much.  

She smiled at that and, in doing so, flashed a set of gorgeous white teeth that were draped with nice soft bowed lips.  It was getting hot all of a sudden and I felt a deep need to finish off my beer in one long gulp.  I controlled that urge however and took slow sips.  She watched every move; my eyes, the play of my mouth, and how my hands gripped the bottle.  It was excruciating. 

“Thank you, but it was a blind date.  I guess they thought they were getting shafted?” She said with a soft chuckle. 

“Too bad for them.  I know they did.”  Dammit! What the hell was wrong with me? I had to find a way to get out of there but instead I made mistake number two. “What would you like to drink?” 

“A raspberry kamikaze over ice, but you don’t have to.  I can get it.”   

“No that’s ok. It’s the least I can do.”  I ordered the drink for her and she sipped it slowly.   

Now I have to tell you.  I love my girl, but some things you just can’t miss, like a beautiful woman in a blue dress.  Please note that Devil in a Blue Dress crept across my mind, but I felt I was in complete control. Now, what I was saying is that some people make even the simplest task seem sexy, getting dressed, walking down the street, having casual conversation, all of it. At this moment, just watching her savor her drink was making me more aroused than I cared to admit.  I knew things were stale at home, but I never imagined it would be so much to make me lust after someone just because of the way she drank.  Upon realizing this, I downed my drink in record time and ordered another. 

“Thirsty?”  She asked as she lifted a perfectly arched eyebrow. 

“A little.”  I managed to respond without squeaking like a kid. 

“Mmmmhmmm” Was all she said, before swinging around to watch the dance floor.  I managed just barely to move my leg before she rounded the barstool.  I was not ready to deal with another flash of heat from her. 

After sitting and making polite conversation for about an hour, she turned and placed her hand on my arm again. My body tensed immediately. 

“Did I do something wrong?”  She asked sincerely.  Her look was heartbreaking.  I was a sucker for that.  I sighed deeply and just spat out. 

“Look I think you are really gorgeous.  I mean really.  But I have a woman at home that at this moment more than any other, I think I should run home to.”  She looked at me for a moment with a blank expression, and then she laughed aloud.  Her laugh was throaty and melodic.  It didn’t help how I was feeling. 

“I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to laugh, but I can’t help it. Look, I was going to ask you to dance but I think that right now it might not be a good idea.  However, I can tell you that sending you home to your woman, feeling the way you’re feeling about me, would not be good either.  How do you think you will work this out?”  Her words were soft, but the weight of them made me cringe.  What was I going to do?  I needed release, and she was sitting right next to me in a blue dress.  But was it worth losing Amy?  Luckily, it only took me a second to figure that part out.  I stood and reached in my wallet as I took out what I needed to pay the tab.  Next, I leaned over, gave her kiss on the cheek, and thanked her.   

“You know, I really wish things were different but….” she held up a finger against my lips. I strained hard not to suck one in, but I managed. 

“Maybe next time we meet they will be, until then, good luck.”  With that, she stood and kissed me full on the lips.  Her kiss was sweet, soft and all too quick.  I groaned inwardly, turned around, and all but ran to my car.  

I drove around for a while and thought seriously about where our relationship was headed..  It had been sinking for a while.  However, with thoughts of the mystery woman dancing through my head, I couldn’t think about our relationship.. 

When I pulled into the drive, I noticed that it was 3:00 am.  Fuck!!  I’d been gone all night and didn’t even realize it.  I opened the door as quietly as I could but soon found it was useless. 

“Where the hell have you been?”  Amy was furious.  Her eyes sparkled with an ire that I hadn’t seen in a long time.  It would have been a turn on, had I not been the cause of it. 

“I told you that I was going out? Why are you so upset?”   I tried to stroll past her into our bedroom.  Mistake.   

“Where do you think you’re going?  And what is that smell?”  Oops, I’d forgotten about her “Spidey” sense and the fact that mystery woman’s perfume was on my clothes. 

“Look, I went to the club and had a couple of drinks.  I left the club and drove around for a bit. Now I’m tired and I just want to lie down and go to bed. Please.”  

She was in my face with lightening speed, her hand streaking across my cheek faster than I thought possible.  Afterward, she turned and went into bedroom and slammed the door.  I was stunned.  I wasn’t so much in pain as I was in shock.  Then I became angry. 

I opened the door and let it strike the wall.  She was standing still staring at me with all the venom she could muster. Her eyes were ablaze with hurt and anger.  I stared at her with just as much of the same.  Then I spoke as calmly as I could. 

“Amy, I didn’t deserve that.  I don’t know what you think happened, but you should have simply asked me. What have I done to you to make you mistrust me?” 

“Tracy, I’m not blind and I’m not dumb. I’ve noticed that lately your interest in me has waned.  I just never thought it would go this far.  How could you?” 

“Amy, I haven’t done anything.  My interest in you is the same if not more so.  I’m not saying that I didn’t have an opportunity but I am saying that I turned it down.  For you.  Now I come home and have to put up with this shit.  You owe me an apology.”  Amy’s face turned from anger to almost pure hatred.  She came at me again but this time I stopped her. 

“Let…me…go!”  Her breath was ragged and her eyes sparkled with unshed tears.  As I stared at her, I noticed two things.  First, she was sexy as hell.  Second that I was wet as hell.  I held her hand for a moment longer and noticed out of the corner of my eye that her other arm was in swing. I caught that one and pulled her closer to me.  

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?  Let me fucking go!!”  I took her hands, pushed them behind her back, and pulled her hard against me into the most passionate kiss I could muster at the time.  She struggled at first. Hard.  I persisted and felt her lips part just enough for me to slide my tongue inside. I sucked and nibbled on her tongue, turned her around and breathed hotly in her ear. 

“What do you want from me?”  She moved her head away from me, trying to block what I was saying.  She leaned her body away from me, and I followed. 

“What do you want from me?”  I asked again.  “Amy, I know you still love me.  I’m asking you now if you want me.  I need to know because I haven’t felt it in a while.  So now is your time.  I can tell you that I still want you.  The next move is yours.  Because with your next words, you decide what happens to us.” 

Amy stood stock still as she finally realized what I was asking.  Her head bowed a little and then she threw it back and leaned against my shoulder.  “I need you.  I want you.”  That was all she said.  Afterwards, I let her go and took a step back.  She turned around to face me and brought her hand up to caress the cheek that she slapped.  I closed my eyes, and a single tear slipped down my face.  I opened them again and our eyes locked.  She looked so sad, so remorseful.  I took her hand in mine and kissed it gently. 

“I’m sorry Tracy.” was the last thing she whispered before she closed the gap between us and kissed my cheek softly.  Her arms wrapped around my neck and I pulled her to me gently. I brought my hand up, caressed her hair, and held her close.  We broke away just long enough to for her to find my lips and start nibbling.  She then licked my tongue with her lips, just the way she used to before life got in the way.  I parted my lips for her and sucked her tongue into my mouth.   

The kiss started gently at first, but soon began to pick up speed.  I ran my hands down her body, cupped her firm ass, and picked her up.  Her legs wrapped around mine and I walked her towards the wall behind her.  My pelvis ground against hers and her legs locked around me tighter.  It was heaven. I moved my hands up to caress her breasts, kneading them and pinching the nipples, bringing them to hard, firm peaks.  The rhythm of my pelvis matched the rhythm of my hands as she moaned her appreciation in my ear.  I let her down so that my leg was between hers and began to push my knee against her hot clit. 

She rode my leg with an abandon we hadn’t experienced in what seemed like an eternity.  It was almost like our first time, but much, much better.  I still had my clothes on.  I leaned back and placed my hands on the nightgown she wore.  Before she knew it, I’d ripped it off her and began sucking her breast into my mouth.  My tongue moved quickly over her nipple as I tended to her other breast with my hands. I was biting, nibbling and pulling at her breast simultaneously.  It was if I couldn’t get enough of her. 

“Baby, please. Please I….” was all she said before I cupped her mound with my hand.  Grazing a finger lightly over her clit, I sucked her breasts deeper into my mouth.  

“What do you want babe? Tell me.”  I knew she heard what I was saying but I made a move to dip my finger inside of her. At that, her eyes closed and “shit” was all she said. 

With my fingers inside of her,  I smiled as I watched her face flush deeper with need.  Then I did something that surprised even me. 

“Talk to me.  Tell me what you want, or I’ll stop.”  She looked at me with surprise her mouth opening and closing.  

“Tracy…please…” 

“Please what…if you want me to do anything else, make me.  Command me.”  I seethed.  My own voice husky with desire, but I wanted to hear her.  She swallowed deeply then breathed out.   

“Fuck me” She said it so softly I could barely hear her. 

“What was that babe? I didn’t hear you.”  I thought I would get another slap with the look I saw on her face.  Instead, she pushed me back and crawled ohhhh so slowly onto the bed, giving me a great look at her sumptuous ass. 

“I want you to fuck me.  Now.”  Her voice was low but there was no mistaking her meaning.  I removed my clothes and walked slowly to the bed.  I crawled over her and looked into her eyes for the longest and then quickly changed course, moving back down to take in the smell of her hot pussy.  I breathed a cooling breath over her heat to which she responded with a whimper.  I wasted no time in clamping my hot mouth down onto her clit.  She cried out my name, which spurned me to suck harder and deeper on her hard nub.   

I could taste her sweetness and it dripped down my chin.  I ran my hands up to her inner thighs and started squeezing and massaging them as my tongue flicked over her clit and down her slit in long slow strokes.  I went back to sucking on her clit again.  I kept this up for the longest time, going back and forth. 

I drove my tongue inside the cavern of her womanhood.  Swirling my tongue around, going fast and then slow as my fingers played with her clit, pinching it and pulling gently. My tongue sank in and pulled out of her faster and faster.  Amy’s hips were bucking against my mouth and I could feel her whole body thrum with imminent release.  I then pulled my tongue out and slid two fingers deep inside her core and curved them to meet her G spot.  I stroked against it hard and fast with my fingers as my mouth went back to work on her clit.   

“TRACYYYYYYYY!!!!!”  My hands were coated with Amy’s release and it gave me the incentive I needed to work harder and faster.  I wanted to sustain this moment for her as long as I could.  Finally, when she begged no more, I pulled out.  I placed a gentle kiss on her hot nub and crawled up beside her.  She was catching her breath as I wrapped my arms around her.  I then noticed that she was crying.  I wiped at a tear and then spoke softly in her ear. 

“Babe? What’s wrong?”  She wiped at her eyes and turned to look at me. 

“I’m sorry baby, that I didn’t trust you. I’m sorry that we’ve gone for so long without this.  I missed you.  I just didn’t realize how much.”  I held her close and thought about what she said.  Then I smiled. 

“Baby, I promise, the next time I feel something is missing between us, I’ll tell you.  I won’t let it go on like this.  I love you too much.  I hope you know that.  I also hope you know that if you want or need anything from me, you can tell me. Ok baby?” 

“Ok.  I love you Tracy. More than I thought possible.” 

“I know babe, I can still feel just how much.” With that, I touched my cheek and she grimaced.  I kissed her to let her know that it was ok. 

“I want to make that up to you.”  Amy said quietly. 

“Babe you don’t have to now.  I know you’re tired.” I replied. 

“Babe, it’s what I want.  And I want to do it, right now.”  I noticed the wicked gleam in her eye and smiled brightly. 

“Whatever you want babe. Who am I to argue?” I smiled softly at her. 

“Good.  Now turn over.”  Amy said, taking charge. 

I could see that she liked this new idea.  I was sure that by time morning hit, I would love it.  Anything for my baby, I thought and we spent the night making sure that we never forgot that again.

The End

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