Gabrielle looked out of the large bay window, still dressed in her white terry robe, drinking her morning cup of French vanilla coffee. It was a glorious morning with the sun shining brightly and a soft summer breeze gently caressing her as she sipped the extra light and sweet brew. She smiled at the naughty thoughts running through her mind as she watched the new gardener her husband had just hired. Since then, life around the mansion had been a lot more interesting.
*Yeah*. She sighed.
Another woman.
Her husband was the jealous type and he firmly believed she would sleep
with one of the hired help if there were too many men running around. *Well John, if you were around more
often and a better lover, you wouldn't have to worry now, would you.* She grimaced as she remembered his usual awful attempts at what he called making love.
Her thoughts turned back to the morning vision before her eyes. The tall, lean, and extremely muscular gardener was coated with a glistening layer of sweat that only added to her appeal. Gabrielle could picture herself licking and tasting the drops of perspiration as they slowly trickle down the creamy valley in between the gardener's breasts, inhaling her alluring scent of sweat from strenuously working. *God!* She silently screamed. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as intense arousal flowed through her body. If her husband only knew her thoughts. Not about her being with a woman but... what was her name.... ah, yes, Xena.... She brought her head down to gaze once again upon the heavenly beauty. If she had a choice for a first, it would definitely be with Xena. She suddenly stiffened as those perfect blue eyes turned her way, almost as if the gardener had heard her thoughts, and flashed her the world's most beautiful smile. Gabrielle felt her heart skip a beat. That woman was perfection! She smiled back in spite of herself. Imagine what her friends would think if they knew she was considering parading around with a servant and the servant being a woman, no less. *Gabrielle, what are you thinking.* Reluctantly, she turned away from the exquisite sight. Now that her husband was gone...again, she could indulge in a little bit of excessive shopping.
Gabrielle loved new clothes, but hated the process of getting them. As soon as she walked into most stores, everyone flocked towards her, recognizing her and her money. And then the fitting! God! It's not like her body changed from day to day, but that wasn't even the worst of it. What made it worse were the chatty bunch of women pinching and poking at her. Tailor made clothes were highly overrated. *I should do Macy's one day.* Then she laughed. Her friends would
faint at the thought of off-the-rack clothing.
At the store, her thoughts wondered back to Xena. The long dark hair, the way the tank top stuck to her wet perspiring body, the jeans that accented a perfect butt.....
"Mrs. Amphipolis?" Said a somewhat nasal voice.
The sound finally cut through. "Oh sorry, I was daydreaming." Feeling a blush working it's way up.
"That's okay." The sales lady gave her a fake smile. "The clothes will be ready in a couple of days. Shall we send then over as usual?"
"No, that's quite all right." Gabrielle returned the fake smile. "I'll be in the area again, I'll just pick them up then."
"Fine, we'll take care of it. Have a good day Mrs. Amphipolis." She got another fake smile.
Gabrielle walked out feeling relieved, glad that the prodding was finally over and happy at how much money she'd spent. *Damn, didn't realize I had been in there all this time, it's already dusk.* Feeling the stress of shopping and the oppressive heat of the night, she decided a dip in the pool would be a perfect ending to the day. Having made a decision, she got into the limo with a light sprint to her steps.
She entered the pool with a splash and the cool chlorinated water caressed Gabrielle's body the instant it had a chance to embrace it.
Gabrielle came up slowly, shivering slightly as the night air hit the water that was cascading down her body.
"That sure looks good right about now."
Gabrielle yelped in surprise and quickly glanced over her shoulder. Standing there in all her blazing glory was Xena and the effect was mesmerizing. Soft moonlight bathed her body making her look like the moon goddess herself. Shadows highlighted cuts from well defined muscles. She was standing with her thumbs hooked in the front pockets of her jeans, dark hair that had been recently washed, fell in cute wisps around her face. The muscles of her arms rippled as she unhooked a thumb and ran her fingers through her bangs. The housewife briefly wondered what it would feel like to have all of those muscles and more wrapped tightly around her own body. She shivered at the imagery.
The worker gave her a radiant smile. "Sorry ma'am, didn't mean to frighten ya." Xena crouched down, bringing hypnotizing blue eyes closer.
"Uh... that's okay. I wasn't expecting a voice at this time of night since my husband is away and I didn't know any of the uh...
helpers were still here." She stopped rather abruptly. One more minute and she'd be
babbling beyond control. A long silence followed, and Xena smirked, looking like she
had just swallowed a canary. *Is she waiting for me to invite her in? Gods, that would be absolutely scandalous!*
"Goodnight, ma'am. I'll see you in the morning." She nodded her head slightly, stood up and walked away.
What the heck was that all about? Have I made myself
that obvious.... and what exactly had she been referring to with her first comment? Could she have been talking about me or the pool? She pushed the panic away and slowly smiled. So what if she knew. The fact that she had been here might mean she's interested too. Gabrielle laughed out loud and she felt her body tingle at the prospect. She must be crazy for actually considering it.
The next morning, Gabrielle was back at the window, sipping her coffee and admiring the dark haired woman's movements. She sighed disappointedly. She had an all day event to attend and this would probably be the last time she'd see her raving beauty for the day. Gabrielle stayed a few extra moments as if trying to make up for the coming absence. Just as she was about to turn away, she saw her goddess turn and look her way. The smile hit her like a sledge hammer. *There should be a law against someone being so fucking beautiful.* Once again, she smiled back, but this time she added a small wave. The gardener nodded slightly and went back to work. *Wow, she was actually discreet. Thanks, Xena.* She mentally added. Turning away from the window, she prepared herself for the day.
Gabrielle was in a cranky mood when she got home that evening. She couldn't stand all those fake ladies and she hated herself for pretending to be one. She shook her head and silently screamed. *Calgon, take me away!* She laughed to herself. *Yes Gabrielle, look for the drama in everything.*
However, with a day like today, it definitely called for a nice bubble bath. *Mmmm, with lots and lots of extra bubbles.* She silently mused. Dropping everything, she set the water running and began to undress.
Gabrielle sank into the luxurious feeling of foam all around her and leaned back, slowly unwinding and relaxing. Her thoughts automatically went to the gardener, her body, and what those strong hands could probably do to her. Her own hands slowly moved up and down her arms, imagining how those hands gliding across her soapy skin would feel like. She moaned softly. *Gabrielle, you better cut that out.* Forcing herself to stop, she instead wondered where did the woman go at night. Did she have someone to go home to? Where was she now?
Feeling refreshed, Gabrielle put on her robe and walked over to the bedroom window. Seeing the almost full moon brought back yesterday's encounter with Xena. She closed her eyes, bringing up the pleasant memory. She was surprised at the intensity. It was so strong she could almost feel the heat of the tall body right behind her. She tilted her head sideways, exposing her neck, imagining a warm breath close to her ear and lips caressing it's way down.....
"You look so lovely in the moonlight."
The small woman gasped, but did not move. She hadn't been imagining after all!
"Thinking about me?" A soft whisper.
In answer, Gabrielle leaned back letting strong powerful arms encircle her waist.
"I've seen you watching me." Xena softly brushed her lips on the open neck.
The tall woman smiled at the small whimper she heard.
"Have you wondered how my hands would feel as they glide down your body?" She said in a soft husky voice. Xena slowly pulled the edges of the robe apart, gently bringing it back over smooth shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. She reached around to softly cup firm breasts.
The small woman moaned and arched into the hands. "Do you want me?" Xena started kneading, slowly, softly, lightly pinching the already hard nipples. She brought her lips down to the neck being offered, and placed tender kisses and gentle nibbles.
Gabrielle's mind fought with her body. Her fantasy was coming true and she didn't know whether to stop it or let it happen. This woman was causing all kinds of sensations, ones she'd never felt before. She was pulsing and throbbing intensely. She could barely breathe, her body responding without reservations, without shame, on a ride that seemed to only go up and up. She turned her head, a desperate need to taste the luscious lips she had craved for so long.
Xena was surprised as suddenly a pair of lips locked onto her own. Felt a passionate exploration begin, tasting, sucking, biting. The small body cradled in front, pushing against her, grinding. She grabbed Gabrielle's left hand and placed their hands on the window sill for support. Her own body had begun to match the rhythm set by the blonde.
Gabrielle felt a callused hand begin a slow journey down her body, felt fingers slide further down and in between. She broke away from the lips and moaned loudly, head hanging forward, as her body shook with force at the incredible pleasure. With her right hand , she pressed the gardener's hand harder, unable to voice her need.
"You are so wet."
Xena only heard a loud grunt for an answer. She knew she had been heard. Giving in to the insistent hand pressing down on hers, she penetrated deeply. She watched with mild amusement as Gabrielle lifted up her head and screamed out her name. *Wonder what her face looks like at this moment?* She pictured blond hair, disheveled, partially covering a young face, eyes closed in absolute ecstasy.
To keep the writhing woman in place, she let go of the sill and ran her fingers through the still damp blond hair and grabbed a handful, their bodies still thrusting as her fingers worked furiously in and out.
Gabrielle was only vaguely aware of her loud sounds, not caring, only wanting the moment to never end. "Xena." Moan. "Gods, Xena." More moaning. She felt herself thrashing, but the steady pace never wavered, never faltered. Now holding onto the pane with both hands, she screamed out her release.
Xena smiled when she felt Gabrielle convulse against her and the tiny little shakes that came afterward. She slowly withdrew her hand and pressed her entire body against blonde's, wrapping her arm around her waist, supporting them as they both leaned against the window. They were breathing hard.
After a few moments, she whispered into the ear closest to her lips. "Shh, it's time for bed." She waited 'til she felt Gabrielle nod slightly, picked her up, and gently laid her down on the bed. She kissed the already sleeping woman softly and quietly left the room.