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Sara could hardly believe it. As if in a trance, she put her trembling fingers to her slightly swollen lips to confirm the events that had just played out.
*Holy shit, girl*
Did Catherine feel the same way about her? she wondered, her mind barely concentrating on the road in front of her. That kiss had been.....She knew it sounded like the understatement of the century, but she had been taught that sometimes the simplest answer was the best. That kiss had beenamazing. Just that simple contact had set Sara's insides on fire, sending magma through her veins at just the thought of Catherine's lips. She couldn't believe how everything had changed in just 24 hours.

A honk brought her thoughts back to the road. As she pulled up in front of Rachel's house, her mind was still on the beautiful woman no doubt awaiting her return.

"Sar!" cried Lindsey, as soon as she saw her mom's friend at the door.

"Come here, sweetheart," Sara said, pulling the little girl in for a hug. "Did you have fun?"

"You bet!"

"I could barely get them to sleep last night!" Rachel's mother, Kathy, said. Sara grinned as she remembered what an active kid Lindsey was, remembering the last time she had babysat her. "Not that it's not nice to see you, but where's Catherine?"

"She couldn't make it. Its kinda busy at work at the moment," Sara lied through her teeth. She hated having to do this, but she knew that the last thing Catherine wanted was someone fussing over her and Lindsey getting worried. *Come to think of it, I don't know what to tell Lindsey...*
A solution, however, presented itself.

"You know, Lindsey could stay another night if Catherine's busy," Kathy said. "She seemed to have a great time with Rachel last night."

"Please, Auntie Sara, please?" Lindsey begged, tugging at Sara's hand.

"It's not really up to me, kiddo," she said, uncertain as to whether Catherine wanted her daughter home or not. However, in her current state, Sara was sure she wouldn't mind Lindsey staying somewhere safe for the time being. *At least Eddie won't know she's here* she hoped.
"Then again....I suppose it would be okay for you to stay another night or two..."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Lindsey gushed, before running into the back yard again. Sara and Kathy shared a smile at her enthusiasm, before Sara decided she had better return home. *To Catherine* she thought.

"Are you sure I can't get you anything?" Kathy asked, but Sara politely declined.

"I'd better let Catherine know what's going on. Thanks, though, and thank you for letting Lindsey stay."

"You're more than welcome. Tell Catherine I said hi will you?"

"Sure thing," Sara beamed. "When would you like me to pick Lindsey up?"

"How about Thursday? That gives Cath a bit of peace and quiet for a couple of days!"

"Thanks again," said Sara, before waving goodbye and returning to her car.



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Catherine was half sprawled on the settee when she finally returned, carrying two Frappucinos.

"Hey, you're up!" said Sara, glad to see Catherine up and about. "I thought you might like one of these. I know you like the coconut ones."

"Thanks, Sara," said Catherine, gratefully accepting her icy treat from her layout on the sofa.

"I popped into the office to make sure everything was okay, before I was shooed out," said Sara.

"I'm not surprised, you're hardly away from the place!" said Catherine, before gesturing for Sara to join her on the couch. Sara was still a little unsure of their bearings after that morning's kiss, but was quickly put at ease by Catherine.

"Hold me?"

"Of course," Sara replied, her heart beating a mile a minute. She settled into a corner of the couch, before Catherine gently relaxed into her, her smaller stature placing the top of her head in the crook of Sara's neck. *A perfect fit*.

"Kathy called me a little while ago," Catherine said, quietly, her tired body at ease with the support behind her. She loved the feeling of Sara around her; her warmth, her own particular scent, the way her soft brown hair tickled her arm.

"I would've called, but I didn't know if you would be up," said Sara. "I thought you might want some more rest". Her tones were similar to Catherine's: hushed, reflective, loving. They sat in comfortable silence for a while, enjoying the feel of each other's body. A silent exploration and tentative formulations of what to do next.

Catherine made up her mind, and, throwing caution to the wind, said "Kiss me?" Her voice sounded more desperate than joking.

Sara's face barely changed as she bent her head downwards. They stayed like that for a little while, their mouths inches from each other, sharing air. Catherine's breathing steadily quickened as she felt Sara's feather-light touch against her healing bruised ribs. It was amazing how sensitized she'd become in such a short time, as the slow, deliberate action caused her heart rate to increase rapidly. Gently, Catherine surged forward and claimed Sara's lips. They tasted the same as last time: light, slightly fruity, and absolutely delicious. She groaned as she felt Sara's tongue gently demanding entrance to her mouth, and she obeyed quickly. Sara quickly claimed Catherine's mouth as her own, and Catherine found the experience of being dominated in such a gentle and loving manner incredibly erotic. She moaned as Sara's tongue slid easily against hers, exploring her mouth thoroughly. Sara's hands caught in her short hair, pulling Catherine even closer to her as she continued to kiss her with all her heart.

*This feels so right* she thought, amazed at the effect the kiss seemed to be having on both of them. She dimly felt Catherine's hands clutching at her thighs, before moving under her ass and squeezing in time to the movement of their tongues. Both women could barely contain their growing excitement at the sensations they were experiencing, neither having felt anything like it before. Eventually, they had to pull away, the need for oxygen becoming very apparent. *Catherine looks gorgeous when she's just been kissed* Sara thought, looking into very glazed azure eyes and spotting very smudged and swollen lips.

"Oh, God," Catherine groaned, practically collapsing against Sara's heaving chest. "I think I'm in love with you."

"Does it count if I say ditto?" Sara asked, half-joking.

Catherine smiled.

On to Chapter 6...(NC-17)