Sigh…if only…

(FF, Strangers)

Jen and the Rider

Later, Jen would say the first thing she noticed about the rider was the Harley.

It was hard to miss wherever it went, rumbling up to whatever the destination was. Jen remembered it had caused her vagina to vibrate deeply in sync with the hog's engine. The second thing she noticed was how hot the rider was. She wore a simple t-shirt and worn jeans under a black motorcycle jacket. Her boots were scuffed and looked extremely well worn. In fact they looked like they would fall apart any second. Her tits were huge. At least a D, a DD easy. Her hair was short, cut close to her head and dark. Her eyes were breathtaking, arresting. When Jen finally saw her up close as she entered the restaurant, she saw that her eyes were a deep brilliant shade of green. Jen was distracted by a sudden wave of lust.

"Uh, um, uh, hello." Jen was flustered by the sudden appearance of this lone rider. "One?" The question was kind of stupid, what with herself and Jack in the kitchen the only people in the entire restaurant.

The rider didn't say a word, just nodded. Jen turned and led her to a table where she could watch the rider to her lusts content. She felt the invisible boring of the rider's eyes up and down her body.

When the rider had sat down, Jen asked, "What can I get for you?"

The rider looked directly at Jen. An unblinking gaze, with unfathomable depths. Jen positively shivered with arousal.

"Coffee. Just coffee. Black." If the riders looks hadn't driven Jen crazy enough, her voice turned out to be husky smoke and whiskey type of bedroom voice. The special kind of voice that conjures up images of hot, slow steamy sex, the kind that lasts all night and leaves you satisfied, but begging for more. A chill ran up Jen's spine.

"Coffee…" her voice trailed away. "Right, I'll just get it for you…" Jen turned and walked to the coffee warmers. She poured a cup and took it back to the rider.

Walking up to her, Jen was very glad that the restaurant would be closing soon. If she had to spend much time with this super sexy chick, Jen might be forced into pouncing her for sex. What other options would be open for her? She hadn't had any since forever, being stuck out in the middle of nowhere as she was. Her "gaydar" had begun beeping madly when she had seen the rider and hadn't ceased since. She knew the rider was a "dyke on a bike".

She set the coffee down on the table.

"Join me." She spoke softly and authoritatively, as though it were a given that Jen would automatically sit. The rider was right. Jen sat on the worn vinyl, wishing that her shift were already over so she would be able to just take this woman and leave.

"Have you worked this job long?" The question nearly startled Jen past all thinking. She glanced over at the rider. She was gazing at Jen steadily, slowly stirring her coffee.

"Um, for awhile now. About three months. I moved here, then. I have a place not too far from here, in a little town."

The rider showed interest. Jen went on, suspecting that she was merely babbling, but uncaring that she did so. She talked about her move, her family, her last few years, how she had stopped loving big city life and didn't really know what she wanted, she even touched on her last girlfriend. She stopped after she mentioned Mary.

"So what are you doing now? Just drifting?" The rider had finished most of her coffee and Jen got up to get more.

"Mostly I'm just staying low. Trying not to get into trouble and stuff. Nothing really big." Jen wished she had the courage to ask the rider some questions. Like her name, to begin with. As though she had read Jen's mind, the rider spoke.

"Y'know, it's just occurred to me that you don't even know my name." Jen merely nodded, too afraid to say a word. "It's Lex."

"I'm Jen, like it says on the tag."

"Hey, Jen!" It was Jack from the kitchen. "I'm leaving! Shift is over!"

Jen hollered back. "Alright, I'll close up!" A minute later, Jen and Lex heard the sound of Jack's old Ford truck driving away.

"Do you have a place to stay around here?" Jen did not know how she had managed to ask that question.

"I never have any where to stay. I travel too much." Lex stopped fiddling with her cup and stood. "I'll be off now."

"Where are you going?"

Lex looked out the window. "I don't know. Maybe Topeka." Jen gasped.

"That's a full day's ride away!"

Lex smiled enigmatically. "Is it? Well, I should go then shouldn't I? What do I owe you?"

"No, you are not going to Topeka! At least not until tomorrow! You don't owe me anything, not so long as you sleep on my couch tonight!" Jen almost died. She had not just extended an invitation to a perfect stranger to sleep on her couch! Had she?

Lex smiled. "Fine. It's a deal."

Jen's heart pounded and her head swam. The next thing she knew, she was looking up at Lex, a worried look in her eyes.

"Are you ok? You fainted." Jen could feel the strength of Lex's arm holding her up from the floor. Lex's hand rested softly on Jen's stomach. "You're not gonna faint on me again are you?"

Jen struggled up out of Lex's arms, as much as she didn't want to. "No, no I'm fine, just got a little dizzy, that's all. I guess I stood up too fast."

Lex seemed to accept that explanation.

"So am I sleeping on your couch?"

Jen nodded, scared out of her mind that she was doing something that would not be good to her mental health. "Yeah. We'll have to walk. I don't have a car."

Lex looked out the window. "What about my Harley?" Jen turned to where Lex stood, remembering the rumble of the bike and how it had affected her before.

Knees shaking under her uniform, she said, "I had forgotten about that." A blatant lie. "Let's go then." Jen grabbed her coat from just inside the kitchen door.

The next thing Jen knew, she and Lex were on the bike, roaring down the street. Neither Lex nor Jen wore a helmet. Jen shouted directions into Lex's ear as they tore down the quiet highway and then the quiet streets of the town.

Jen felt her breasts crushed against Lex's back. The vibration of the bike between her legs caused her to feel even more aroused than she had been.

All too soon, they pulled up in front of the small house Jen lived in. Lex killed the engine and waited for Jen to get off before getting off herself.

Jen led Lex into her house, flipping on the light in the hallway. Again, she felt Lex's eyes caressing her body. She turned quickly, chest heaving. Lex's eyes immediately glued themselves to Jen's chest.

"Da-a-amn…" The whisper was so soft, Jen might almost have missed it. But she didn't. She knew that Lex was definitely into girls. That knowledge that she wasn't even sure of how she knew gave her the courage to say and do what she did.

"You have been staring at me all night." She began to advance on Lex. "You stared at me while I was talking, whenever I turned my back to you, and most especially just now. I hope you realize what you've gotten yourself into." At the end of her speech, she was less than a foot away from Lex. A slow, almost lecherous smile spread across Lex's face.

Jen snapped. She reached out and grabbed behind Lex's neck, yanking her toward Jen. Their bodies came together in the brief instant before their lips met. She pressed her lips firmly against Lex's.

The sensation of firm yet soft lips pressed together made them both groan. Hands began to explore bodies. Breasts were cupped gently as tongues began to lash. Jen's head was swimming. This was more than she had ever expected. She pulled her lips away from Lex's mouth and kissed over her face, biting the earlobe, biting the neck, scraping teeth across the sensitive nerves in Lex's neck. Lex shivered.

"You asked for this, hon." A kiss on the underside of the chin. "You stared at me." Another bite on the neck. "You came up like someone out of my dreams, and are so damn sexy you drive me crazy…" A hand sliding up to hold on to a tit. "You sexy bitch…forcing me to want you with your walk and your voice…" Jen was completely lost to the sensations she felt. She was barely aware that she was speaking, never mind what she was saying. Her hands kneaded the large tits before her. "And these...they look so mouthwateringly good…I want to suck them…" Lex groaned and clutched at the back of Jen's head, pulling it up to her mouth for a deep wet kiss. Their tongues slid over one another as they fully tasted each other. This time, Lex broke the kiss.

"You are so hot in that outfit." She ran her hands over Jen's waist. "Your tits are out lined perfectly…" Lex raised her hands to brush gently against the globes she spoke of. Jen groaned and pulled Lex's hands back to them so she could be more complete in her exploration. Lex gladly complied with Jen's wishes. Her head hung down, watching as her hands worked Jen in to a frenzy. Jen was twitching and writhing, barely able to remain standing. Lex kissed her hard, once again slipping her tongue over Jen's.

"Where's a bed?" The question was gasped out as Lex felt Jen's hand brush against her crotch.

"O-over there…" Jen gestured, too intent on feeling the body before her to worry about things like a bed. Lex pulled and tugged her to her own bed. They fell together, intertwined. Their legs tangled on the bed sheets. Their mouths found each other again. This time, their legs rubbed together, sliding between each other. Jen yanked the jacket off of Lex, nearly brutal in her removal of the supple leather. She tugged at the shirt. Lex pulled it over he head and sat on the bed, looking at Jen's reaction to her breasts, confined only by a black lace bra. Jen's mouth began to water as she beheld the perfection before her. Jen was firmly of the belief that there were few sights as sexy as a woman in nothing but a bra and jeans. Lex merely reinforced this. Her nipples strained at the thin fabric of her bra, begging for attention.

Jen slowly reached over and ran her thumb over a distended nipple. Lex closed her eyes and moaned. Jen leaned forward and licked the skin above the breast while pushing Lex down on the bed, then nibbled her way down to the bra. Jen reached a hand up and released the front clasp, freeing Lex's perfect breasts. Jen leaned down and gently took a nipple between her teeth and lightly bit. Lex's hands clutched at Jen's hair, her legs thrashed around and long moans emerged from her mouth. Jen smiled.

"So these are a bit sensitive." She murmured, flicking a nipple and causing another reaction from Lex. A wide grin broke out on Jen's face. "Good." She leaned down and this time took a nipple into her mouth and sucked powerfully, snaking a hand down between Lex's legs to massage her clit from outside her jeans. Her hand and mouth proved to be the undoing of Lex. She surrendered to a powerful climax, crying out loudly. Jen softened her suckling and massage.

"Oh, my god…" Jen smiled into the tit she was still softly sucking on. There Lex went again with those soft comments.

Lex pulled Jen's head away from her nipple and up to her mouth. Lex gave a deep kiss of gratitude. Her hands ran a path over the uniform Jen still wore. Lex's fingers found the zipper and slowly began to pull it down. The fingers of her other hand ran softly over the newly exposed skin. In a very short time, Jen was in nothing but a white bra and panties. The dress lay discarded on the floor forgotten as Lex ran her fingers over Jen's skin, softly so the nerves barely registered a touch. Jen shivered and sighed. Lex smiled.

She ran her hands over Jen's butt, softly caressing the soft mounds. Grasping the firm flesh, she pulled Jen closer to her. Their lips met once again, softly. Lex's experienced lips raised Jen's desire to a fever pitch. Lex broke the kiss and began to slowly move down Jen's body.

The sensation of Lex's lips and tongue moving over her skin caused Jen's pussy to start to drip. She could feel the moistness between her legs, soaking through her panties. Lex finally reached Jen's bra. She kept kissing and licking as she reached around and released the clasp of Jen's bra. She pulled back, staring down at the feast she had just released.

Jen's nipples were distended, poking out into the air. Their dusky pinkness beckoned to Lex's mouth. The soft tits they extended from were large and firm. Lex licked her lips, and looked back up to Jen's face. Her eyes were half-closed and her mouth was slightly open. Her face was a study in desire. Lex smiled.

She once more bent to her task. Her tongue flicked across the tip of the nipple. Her hands kneaded the breasts as she dragged her tongue all the way down to Jen's panties, dipping into her navel as she went. Her lips kissed Jen's soft skin in a silent homage. Her hands pulled the plain cotton panties down over Jen's legs, exposing her bare pussy. Jen had shaved since she was very young, preferring the feel of bare skin on bare skin. Lex smiled even wider when she saw Jen's shorn mound. She leaned down and kissed Jen's cleft. Jen smiled and moaned happily.

Lex pulled her hands down over Jen's body, pressing firmly into the soft flesh. Lex took Jen's panties slid them down her legs, brushing her fingertips over Jen's highly sensitized skin. Then her hands moved back up to her thighs, pulling them apart. She leaned her head down until Jen could feel her warm breath caressing her bare skin. Lex's hands moved over and her thumbs spread her lips. Lex's breath caught in her throat as she beheld Jen's pussy, a prize to be worshipped.

She leaned her head forward, her tongue out. It seemed to be an eternity until her tongue was buried in the warmth and taste of Jen. Lex groaned at the taste that exploded on her tongue. She delved deeply into the depths of Jen's pussy, seeking more. She held Jen's pussy lips wide open to allow her tongue to get in as deeply as possible. Her finger swept over Jen's clit, flicking it back and forth.

Jen couldn't bear up under such sensual pressure. Her eyes were tightly shut as she gave in to Lex's demands on her body. Her pleasure crashed over her relentlessly as Lex continued her assault on Jen's pussy, causing her to black out momentarily from the overwhelming pleasure of it.

When she came to, Lex was hovering over her, smiling down at her.

"Welcome back." Jen grinned, blushing.

"I bet you say that to all the ladies."

Lex sobered.

"No. Just to you."

Jen wrapped her arms around Lex's neck, unwilling to engage in any further conversation. She pulled Lex down for another kiss, and they started all over again.

The next morning, Jen awoke to Lex trying to get out of the bed. She raised an arm and rested her hand on Lex's back.

"Morning." Lex didn't look at her.

"Morning." Lex's voice was huskier than normal. She looked at the pillow she had slept on, not wanting to look at Jen directly. "Did you sleep okay?"

Jen smiled. "Yeah, once we finally got to sleep, I did."

Lex smiled a little.

"Yeah, well, blame it on that body you have."

Jen looked at the broad expanse of back before her. She spoke before thinking.

"I want to go with you."

Lex finally looked at her.

"Excuse me?"

Jen swallowed.

"I said, I want to go with you."

Lex just stared at her for a moment.

"You want to go from town to town and not have any idea where you'll be spending the night?"

Jen looked at Lex straight on.

"Yes."

Lex shook her head.

"Out of the question. You have a life here."

Jen let out a sharp bark of laughter.

"A life! You call this a life? I'm dying here. In the few hours I've known you, I've been more alive than I have in my entire life!"

"That's no reason to drop everything to follow along after a drifter."

"Yes, it is." Jen stared at Lex until Lex turned away. "Besides…If I travel with you, you can stay in hotels instead of camping out all the time."

"Who says I don't like camping out?" Lex asked defensively.

"No one. It gets boring after a while though, doesn't it?"

Lex just stared at the wall.

"Don't you feel that there's something we should be doing?"

Lex looked at her.

"Yeah. I should be leaving and you should be going to work."

Jen shook her head.

"No. If you leave, I'm going with you."

"Oh, yeah? How are you going to do that, tie yourself to my back tire?"

"If I have to." Lex heard the determined note in Jen's voice.

"You don't know what my life is like…what it's like to be on the move all the time."

"I want to."

Lex looked at her over her shoulder.

"You have no idea what you're asking of me."

"So tell me."

Lex looked at her, weighing her options. She could tell this waitress everything…or she could not and then put her in danger.

Her mind and heart rejected the idea of putting Jen in any form of danger.

She reached over for her jeans and pulled out her wallet. She flipped it open and showed the glinting metal badge and facing identification card to Jen.

"United States Marshal Lex Walker. Height: 5'8" Weight: 165 lbs. Eye Color: Green Hair Color: Dark Brown." Jen looked up. "I could have sworn your hair was black."

Lex stared at her incredulously. "That's all you have to say? You thought my hair was black?"

"Well, no. I also thought you were six foot, not five eight."

Lex stared at Jen for another moment before throwing her head back and laughing. Jen looked at her, puzzled.

"Oh, my. I haven't had a laugh like that in ages."

"Well no wonder, if you're a U.S. Marshal."

"I am."

"So why are you here?"

Lex looked at Jen gravely.

"Do you remember hearing about the shooting at Deerfield High School?"

Jen nodded.

"That was the one with the really big bomb in the cafeteria, right?"

Lex nodded, her gaze averted.

"Final body count was 164 students, 20 teachers and one cop." Jen waited patiently for the rest of the story. "My son was one of the students. My brother was the cop. And my nephew set the bomb."

Jen sat stunned.

"Oh my god! Lex!" Jen immediately wrapped her arms around Lex's stiff back.

Jen just held Lex, knowing that any words she spoke would not be enough.

"I'm on sabbatical. Indefinitely."

"Your idea or your boss'?"

"My doctor's. That's why I'm here."

They sat in silence for a long while. Jen just held Lex. She had noticed that Lex hadn't put any emotion into the telling of her tale. She had recited the facts of it as though it was a case file she was working on.

Lex let Jen hold her, comforted by her embrace.

"Jen…you don't want to travel with me."

"You need me."

Lex didn't argue. She just hung her head. This woman was unbelievable. She had told her the darkest mark on her soul, and she just hugged her…just asked if she had exiled herself willingly.

"It won't be easy."

"I know."

"Do you?" Lex turned and looked hard at Jen. "Do you know what it's like to know that if anyone around you knew who you were you'd be their nine day's wonder? To be stared at like you can't possibly be human? Do you have any idea what it's like to wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat wondering if the bullet to end your life is in the room? Because that's my life. There was a note left in the school, in the black box stolen from my airplane. My nephew is gunning for me next. Says I'm the most evil person he's ever met. Thanks me for teaching him how to shoot and hide out. And asks me how it feels to have a price on my head."

"All the more reason for me to go with you." Jen stuck out her chin stubbornly. "The people looking for you are looking for a lone rider. They won't expect a couple."

"No."

"No? Let me tell you something, Miss I've-Got-the-World's-Troubles-on-my-Shoulders. I know what it's like to be a nine days wonder. I'm a lesbian in a small town in the Bible belt, for god's sake! I know what it's like to wonder if you'll die tonight. I've had more tries on my life than you would believe. It's not because these people are bigoted. It's because of who I am."

"Oh? And who are you?"

"I'm the daughter of the biggest crime boss in the world."

Lex looked at Jen incredulously.

"Mattrick has a daughter? That never came up in the reports."

A wry smile curved Jen's lips.

"Let's just say it's safer that no one know that."

"So then why tell me?"

Jen turned away.

"I don't know."

Lex looked away.

"Neither do I."

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Argh. This is all I can write for this story. If anyone wants to try and either 1)Motivate me and give me ideas of what the hell to do with Jen and Lex, or 2)Write the damn thing yourself.

-- This has been festering on my hard drive for too long. I need feedback. People! I know you read this shit! TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK OF MY WRITING! Argh.