Chapter 13

When Mandi wokeup in the morning, she found that she'd rolled onto her side and somehow become the little spoon to Mommy Amelia's big spoon.

She heard a snuffly snore and giggled quietly. Mommy snored!

Carefully, she extricated herself from the bed, and tiptoed to the bathroom to perform her morning ablutions. But when she got back, Mommy Amelia was looking around blearily-eyed and her gaze fell upon Mandi.

"There you are! I woke and I didn't know where you'd gotten to. Come here, you delicious thing you!"

She tugged at Mandi's hand and Mandi fell on the bed and was vigorously tickled until she was laughing so much she could barely breathe out the word, "Yellow!"

Mommy sat up and looked at her, bemusement written across her face. "I always respect a safeword, little girl; is something the matter, or were you just safewording out because you were scared of being tickled to death?"

Well, that was a challenge Mandi couldn't leave unanswered, and so she launched herself at Mommy, going straight for the sensitive areas behind the knees and under the arms. The gurgle of laughter that spilled over filled her with joy. Hearing Mommy laugh was the best thing ever.

"Oh you…" Then all of a sudden, Mommy slipped one arm behind Mandi's back and flipped her over so that Mommy was on top and Mandi was underneath, and Mandi suddenly started feeling very Big indeed. "Good morning, princess."

"Good morning, Mommy," she said shyly. And then leaned up to press her lips against the other woman's. She swore she experienced a slight chuckle before Mommy Amelia lay her back down and kissed her. Thoroughly.

It was heaven.

It was so heavenly that she almost forgot to breathe, and when they came up for air, she gulped in oxygen.

"Mandi?"

"Yes, Mommy?"

"What would you like to do this morning?"

"I…" she breathed, "I'd like to do…" she let her voice trail off and laughed bashfully. "I mean…"

"Are you saying"—Mommy's mouth was by her ear and she paused in the middle of the sentence to take Mandi's ear between her teeth and nip at it—"you'd like to do me?"

The squawk Mandi emitted made them both burst out laughing, and when she had a chance to catch her breath again, Mandi said, "Yes, I suppose I am. If that's okay?"

"Oh, darling," said Mommy, kissing her way down the nape of Mandi's neck. "That is most certainly okay."

When she reached the neckline of Mandi's pajama top, she paused, her pupils wide and dark.

Mandi saw herself reflected there, flushed with longing.

"Can I take this off you, Mandi?"

"Only if you take yours off, Mommy."

And in a movement that echoed the sweet undressing of the night before, her Mommy tugged Mandi's top up and over her head. But then she sat up, legs straddling Mandi's, and slowly began undoing the buttons of her own top.

Inch by inch, button by button, more of Mommy Amelia was revealed to Mandi at such a slow pace that by the end she was almost raring to tear it off Mommy herself, buttons be damned.

She had the most perfect breasts; small with the prettiest pink nipples that Mandi longed to take in her mouth. "Can I"—she leaned up on her elbows, unable to look away—"please, Mommy. Please, can I…?"

And she loved how Mommy Amelia didn't tease her, didn't make her spell out the words. Because Mommy Amelia knew just what Mandi needed: her.

Pulling Mandi gently forward, she maneuvered her until Mandi was so close that she could kiss her right nipple. And she did. Just a gentle one at first, and then swiping her tongue tentatively across the puckered tip. Mommy moaned, and that was all the encouragement Mandi needed to curl her tongue around the nipple and tug it gently into her mouth so she could suck. She felt desire pooling between her thighs, and she knew that if Mommy touched her there, her fingers would come back wet.

She was vaguely aware of Mommy speaking to her, stroking her hair, cradling her head. "My sweet girl, that's it, just like that." And then when Mommy pulled back, she keened, the noise desperate.

"Now, now, princess. We have all the time in the world. I want to see you. Please?"

Mandi nodded enthusiastically, kicking off her pajama pants until all of her was free, lit by shafts of sunbeams.

Mommy Amelia, sat up then, running her fingers across every part of Mandi's skin. Over puckered nipples, the expanse of her tummy, dancing across silvery stretch marks. "You are so, so beautiful. My darling, gorgeous girl."

Such frank and honest appraisal made Mandi squirm for a minute, and when she went to cover herself, Mommy Amelia caught her hands, and pulled them up until they were above her head. "No, no, you don't get to hide from me, babygirl." There was a pause, and then she asked tentatively, "Green?"

"Green," Mandi confirmed. In fact, she'd never felt more green. Like her body was a lush wonderland, ready to bloom into life under the watering gaze of this woman—this goddess—who looked at Mandi as if she wanted to worship her. That wasn't the right way round, Mandi was sure. Surely, she should be worshipping Mommy.

She said as much. "Shouldn't I be pleasing you, Mommy?"

"You are pleasing me, babygirl, all laid out like a veritable snack for me to eat up."

"Yes, but…"

"And yes, you have a delicious butt as well." Mommy Amelia slipped a hand beneath Mandi and squeezed her tush. "So delicious, all for me."

"But, Mommy?" she let some of her anxiety sneak into her voice, and Mommy Amelia stopped joking around and looked at her gently.

"You touching me and doing things to me is going to be delicious and the mere thought of it does things to me, but more than that, I want to treat you. I want to taste you and kiss, and make you come apart in my arms over and over, sweet one. It's been a good while for me; I'm demi and I just haven't particularly wanted to sleep with anyone in a long time. So I know how I experience an orgasm; the joy of being with you is getting to discover what gets you there too. After that, you can play with me. How does that sound?"

Mandi wriggled, hands still pinned, but that didn't keep her from arching up to kiss the other woman. "That sounds perfect, Mommy."