Blended TML Ch 5

Laboring in oppressive heat on a chore that is particularly rough on the lower back does not create the best possible conditions for quiet contemplation, and that suits Piper fine. They aren’t trying to make the flowerbed perfect; it just needs to be civilized. Mary will be pleased. Or rather, at the very least, the flowerbed should not contribute to the pile of things that Piper knows her stepmother is struggling with.

Piper and Bella retreat into the house for cold drinks. Upstairs, they find Kayla snoozing in her room. She wears nothing but panties, but she’s starfished out so hilariously that there’s nothing erotic about it. Piper’s mind works even when she doesn’t want it to. Only asleep does Kayla get to be her real self.

“She’s always fake. Always. Even when she thinks she’s being vulnerable,” Piper murmurs once they’re down the hall and away from Kayla’s door.

Bella is sweaty, yet serene. “A wise woman once said that we all just do what we know how to do.”

“I said that.”

“I know. I’m quoting you.”

“Well, I didn’t make it up. Some teacher did.”

“Yeah, but it’s relevant.”

“It is not my job to unpack her daddy issues.”

“What makes you so sure they’re daddy issues?”

“Have you met her?”

“OK, fair, but also not totally fair,” Bella whispers. “Now, we gonna take this shower or what?”

Piper’s jaw drops. Of course they both need to clean up. Still. “Et tu, Bella?”

“Oh, please. You’re the one who seems like you need the help.” Bella folds her arms. “Which is weird, now that I think about it. Didn’t you just, um, you know.” She indicates Kayla’s door with her eyes.

“I didn’t finish.”

“You must be more worried than I thought.”

“Whatever.” Piper breezes into her bathroom, but she doesn’t protest when Bella follows. And she doesn’t protest when Bella climbs into the shower with her, takes the loofah, and washes her.

“At least this guy’s in a good mood,” Bella says, looking into Piper’s eyes as she washes down there. Piper’s fully erect; being naked up close with Bella will do that. “What do you want to do?”

Piper smiles wryly. “Whatever you want.”

“Who’s being fake now?”

“Vanity, vanity, all is…”

“Vanity,” Bella finishes.

“I was going to say split ends,” Piper says, reaching out and touching Bella’s hair. “Gah!” she cries as Bella pinches her hip.

“We can’t all afford the good stuff.”

“Just steal Mary’s like Kayla does.”

“That would be wrong. You just shush and relax. You need to relax,” Bella says firmly, moving behind Piper.

Piper does the opposite and tenses as she feels Bella’s reach-around. Bella’s hand is soft and considerate, if not exactly skilled. They don’t speak. Piper gazes at the wall, then closes her eyes and sighs as Bella strokes her.

“You sure you don’t want to do this on my boobs?” Bella whispers in her ear.

“Kind of sounds like you want me to,” Piper says, a bit short of breath.

Bella nuzzles her. “Maybe. Easy cleanup in here.”

“Whatever you want. Just don’t stop.” It takes effort to be that honest, but if there’s anyone that Piper can let her guard down with, it’s Bella.

“OK, sweetie.” Bella laughs and hugs her, caressing her breasts with her free hand. She doesn’t try to make it anything fancy or involve her chest beyond pressing it against Piper’s back, which is nice. She pulls, whispers, and a little tug to the nipple here and there brings Piper slowly but inexorably to a big release.

Her cock expands in Bella’s palm, and all kinds of energy and tension flows out of Piper along with the copious semen that she sprays with the force of a hose. When it’s over, she finds Bella gazing misty-eyed at the mess dripping down the glass wall of the shower.

“You good?” Piper pants.

“Um, yup,” Bella says, smiling and focusing.

“Thank you.” Piper kisses her on the cheek.

“Welcome,” Bella chirps.

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