The Request

Your aunt leaned in, her arms wrapped possessively around Brynn's shoulders.

"Are you having second thoughts?" she asked the red faced woman. Leslie swallowed, a realisation playing across her own expression. Brynn managed to gather herself and turned to your aunt.

"I have something to tell you first," she said to Leslie. "I'm ... moving away soon, for work."

It took a few seconds for your aunt to register this, and there was a flicker of emotion on her face but she kept it together.

"Oh," she said, untangling from their embrace awkwardly before straightening. "Where are you going?"

"I'm sorry Leslie I should have told you sooner. I only got the call this morning," said Brynn quickly, her face rueful while your aunt's was kind of unreadable. You suddenly felt like you shouldn't be here. That this conversation was too private for you to be a bystander for. "I'm going to another lab... and it's basically across the country. I'm really sorry Les, I-"

"No no that's okay," your aunt said, her voice edged liked it was almost going to shake. "It was just one date. Just a bit of fun. You guys do important work. I get it. I get it. I'm... you guys keep doing that-" she gestured to the laptop hurriedly and turned, starting to leave. "-I need to go catch up on some other-"

"Leslie wait," said Brynn catching her arm before she could run. "I still want-" she began then stopped, seeing the glossiness of the woman's eyes. "-I still want to... do the thing you asked. For you. Before I go?" Your aunt stared at your colleague, lower lip trembling until she bit it.

"No it's... fine. We don't have to since there's really no We anyway," said Leslie, the remark a little barbed and you could see a twitch in Brynn's eyebrow hearing it. Your aunt sighed, taking a deep breath. "Sorry, it was ... I don't know why I asked you. That was crazy. It's my crazy hormones because of the addiction. I shouldn't have-"

"Leslie... I said I would do it," insisted Brynn firmly. She stood. "I want to do it for you... with you." At that your aunt's expression softened, but perhaps too much, because when she smiled she looked like she was going to cry. Brynn leaned in and kissed her, a brief and gentle touch of lips that barely lasted a second. Your aunt sniffed and chuckled to herself, wiping at her eye with the back of her hand.

"Oh god my hormones are going crazy," she laughed, the tension in the air dissipating marginally. "I don't usually get all blubbery like this."

"I'll only be gone for a couple of months," said Brynn. "Once I'm done there we can see about a second date?" Your aunt nodded at this and you saw the two women take each other's hands, staring into each other's eyes. They seemed so connected you almost forgot about your confusion with one particular subject of their conversation. Luckily they were bringing it up again.

"So you'll really do that for me?" you aunt asked Brynn, settling back into her normal tone. Both women glanced at you before Brynn answered.

"Definitely... if all parties are willing," she said. Now they turned their attention to you more obviously. Were you the third party? Well... you had to be. Their stare was odd and made you nervous for some reason.

"What are you guys even talking about?" you blurted finally, feeling hot in your ears. You wondered if overheating ears were giving you hearing problems with what your aunt said next.

"Remember that dessert Patty brought over the other day?" she began coyly. You thought back to the happy little jokes being made at your mother's expense when she had arrived with that coconut cream p-... The color must have drained from your face because Aunt Les looked momentarily concerned before breaking into giggles. You opened your mouth to say something... but there weren't any words. "My sister brought an actual cream pie over," Leslie explained to a bemused Brynn.

"Ohhh..."

"So... that's what I want to try. I want to take my next load... from Brynn," said your aunt, arm now around Brynn's waist, one hand gently stroking her hip. Your jaw might as well have been unhinged and it was Brynn's turn to giggle. She was pink still, but her smile and the smokey eyes she gave you made it clear she had no objections to the idea. The idea. Your head suddenly became filled with the idea of Brynn...

"We... would have to..." you gulped, unable to take your stare off of your colleague's prettily blushing face.

"I'm up for it," she assured you. "If you are. If you don't mind giving me a creampie... for Leslie to eat."