Here we go again,been down this road a hundred times or more. Carla's wrist was swelling and the bruises on her face were blooming. It got bad enough that the neighbors had called the cops. She wondered what good ole boy would show up this time. She couldn't really blame the police, she never had the nerve to press charges. She knew that if she did, when he got out of jail, as she knew he would, it would be that much worse. So, she always made excuses for him. Billy had been in the military, and they had moved often over the years. She had lost touch with every friend she ever made. He made it so difficult if she started to get close to someone. So, she had retreated inside herself and spent her days.....and her nights, just trying not to piss him off. Since he retired from the Navy, though, it got worse. He had a lot of time on his hands and was drinking more. He decided they would retire in his home town, surrounded by his family and his friends. The cop who showed up would probably be one of his high school buddies.
Carla used her last ounce of energy to push herself up out of the kitchen chair and get an ice pack for her wrist. She cringed as Billy put his arm around her, the usual apologies just made her feel so tired, so old, so used up. "Baby, please, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to. It just made me crazy when you were flirting with that guy at the gas station." flirting.......FLIRTING?!? His ridiculous accusation bounced around inside her head, making her ache as much inside as she did on the outside. He had been so drunk when they left the club, at least he had let her drive. She only went inside to pay for the gas, and said hello to one of her customers that was there. How was she going to go on sales calls with her face so bruised?
The sharp rap on the door signaled the arrival of the police. Carla went to the door, planning to "get rid of the cops" as Billy always said. She opened the door a crack and looked out. Two officers, a man and a woman stood on her porch. The last straw had been placed on the camel's back. Carla did what she had never done before. When the female officer asked if they could come in, Carla opened the door wide and invited them in.
Billy staggered back into the kitchen, and the male officer steered him into the livingroom to get his side of the story. Carla saw the usual mix of pity and disdain in his eyes, but saw a glimpse of something else from his partner. "Would you like a cup of coffee, officer?" "Here, let me get it, M'am. And, please, call me Maggie." Carla sat down and let her get the coffee. As she brought it to the table, Carla told Maggie her name. Carla saw such compassion in Maggie's eyes. "Now, tell me, Carla. What happened here tonight?" She found herself telling not only what had happened this night, but all the preceding nights, year after year of abuse. In spite of her pain, both physical and emotional, Carla found she had no tears left. They had been dried up inside her empty soul.
Maggie looked into her eyes and said, "Now you know we can haul him in, but if you refuse to press charges, he'll be out by morning. Carla didn't even know what made the difference this time, but she knew she had just taken the last beating she would ever take from Billy.
The next few hours were spent in a confusing whirlwind. Carla was exhausted and frightened. Maggie took her to the emergency room where it was determined that her wrist was sprained, not broken. As Maggie was driving her home again, she asked Carla if she had someplace else to stay for a few days. "It would probably be a good idea to stay with a friend for a while." Carla's eyes shifted down, "No, there's no one. I have a grown daughter, but she lives a distance away. I've got no one here."
Maggie accompanied Carla inside, explaining what would happen now that she had pressed charges. "Listen, Carla, I really don't want you to be alone. There's not a shelter for me to take you to, but if he gets bailed out,I would really be concerned. I'm not supposed to do this, but I have plenty of space, you could come stay with me for a few days." Carla saw such compassion in Maggie's eyes, not the usual pity. "Oh, I wouldn't want to impose" "No way you would be imposing", Maggie said, "I would feel better knowing you were where I could keep an eye on you." Carla acquiesced and Maggie helped her pack up what she would need. Carla followed in her car and soon had her few things stashed in Maggie's guest room.
Carla felt a bit awkward, staying in the home of someone she only just met, but soon Maggie's ease and caring demeanor made her feel comfortable. She sat with her when she called her daughter, knowing how difficult that call was to make. She shared with her how her own marriage had ended when Maggie had an affair, but that relationship had recently ended also. Maggie told her about her own loneliness which made Carla feel like less of an imposition. She felt for the first time in many years, that she really was not all alone. After the years of isolation and control, Carla was reveling in this feeling. It reminded her of the friendships of her youth, crying one moment and giggling the next. Why had she allowed Billy to take this away from her?
Carla looked at Maggie and wondered how she could still be alone. She was not only beautiful with a tight, athletic body, but had such a dynamic sweet personality. She felt so comfortable around her that she found herself asking the question out loud. Maggie hesitated for a moment and Carla feared she had gotten too personal and immediately apologized. "No, Carla, it's OK, I don't mind you asking. The thing is, it's not men I desire" It took a moment for Maggie's statement to sink in. "You mean the affair you had was with a woman?" "Have I shocked you, Carla?" Carla started to deny it, but realized her shock probably showed, and admitted that she was a bit shocked. "When I was young, I sometimes felt an attraction to other girls, but never did anything about it. I just was always taught it was wrong, I guess.............No offense!"
Maggie smiled the sweetest smile. "None taken, honey. Aren't there plenty of things that you've done that you were taught were wrong?" Carla had to admit Maggie was right about that. "I just could never understand how it was anyone else's business. As long as I'm not hurting anyone else."
Carla couldn't believe what she was feeling. Something was stirring inside her that she hadn't felt for a long time, and she was feeling it for a woman!
Maggie reached out and stroked Carla's cheek. "I don't want to take advantage of your vulnerability, Carla. But, I am very attracted to you." Carla took ahold of Maggie's hand and tenderly kissed the palm of her hand. She was speechless, but hoped that Maggie would read the message in her eyes. Carla felt the floodgates of passion open up, having been held back for so many years by pain and fear. She found herself in Maggies arms, kissing her, touching her and saw as if from outside her own body, their clothes flung from their bodies.
Maggie eased Carla down onto the bed, trailing kisses down her neck. She continued down to Carla's nipples, taking one, then the other between her lips, feeling them harden with excitement. Carla was stroking Maggie's hair and whimpering with the excitement that was being stirred in her. She felt Maggie's graceful fingers trace down her sides as her lips and tongue explored her stomach, her navel, and points further south. As Maggie's tongue glided across the edge of her hair, Carla almost pushed her away, old taboos and fear almost getting the best of her. But Maggie's tender ministrations soon had her beyond the point of no return. She felt the wetness that "slam,bam,thank you m'am" could never produce. When Maggie's tongue ran between her pussy lips, it felt like an electric shock snapping at her swollen clit. Carla's hips bucked towards the tongue that had become the center of her universe, and she felt herself being nudged gently towards the precipice of orgasm. A feeling went through her that made her laugh and cry at the same time as she quivered with wave after wave of orgasm. Carla laid in Maggie's arms,basking in the feelings of satisfaction and contentment, knowing that she would never live in fear of any man again.
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