Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents
To Love Her Forever
by MerryAngel
September 18th, 2002
Part 4
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The first stop on the cruise was San Juan Puerto Rico and Jena had promised Robin a bit of shopping. They had to get souvenirs for their friends and family after all. And something from each port to commemorate their first cruise together.
Robin found that they had this hobby in common as well as a few other, like making music. Jena was the harmony to Robin's melody and was teaching her how to harmonize as well.
They'd spent many a shower singing together between kisses, nips, and nibbles. Robin was at the perfect height to Jena for nibbling... a neck, a breast, her nipples... and did it often. Especially when Jena would hit a high note, making it sound more like a squeak. Both women loved to hum, and usually found them humming the same songs since they liked close to the same music.
But it was a bit of a shock to find she had a best friend now to shop with. They went to several different stores, looking for the perfect gift for each friend.
Since Jena had known Cinthia on a more intimate level, she got to pick her gift. Robin knew Tracey and Bianca better. Rachel was the only other gift receiver and since they both knew her, they decided to choose her gift together.
They made it back to the ship with just a few minutes to spare before it set sail again. And they came back to a very big surprise...
Warren, having heard them coming from down the hall, prepared to make his move. Thinking he was in only Jena's cabin and expecting her to come through first, he grabbed the arm of the first person to enter. He kissed her as he closed the door, locking the other person out.
He realized a little too late that this wiggling bundle trying to get away from him was far too short to be his Jena. He pulled back in surprise and watched a disgusted Robin wipe her mouth. "Gross! Never do that again!" Robin yelled as she opened the door and threw a sick look at her lover, who would have thought the whole thing funny had it not been the man she dumped a few days ago who was kissing her lover. "And you've actually kissed him like that?! Ew!"
Jena entered angrily. "What happened?! Warren, what are you doing here?"
Robin had dropped the bags when Warren kissed her, using her hands as walls to get away, and now she was retrieving them, hoping nothing had broken in the process.
"I thought this was your cabin, Jena. What's she doing here?" he asked pointing an accusing finger at Robin.
Warren's neatly placed life had turned upside down. He had kissed a woman who resisted him avidly and found himself turned on by her rejection. Now he wanted both Jena and her roommate. How could he explain it to Jena without hurting her? And would she... could she go for a three-way arrangement? He would test the waters later but for now, he needed Jena badly. His dick was hardening from the sweetness of Robin's lips. Now it was time to play the jealous lover and get Jena alone. "I come all this way and rearrange my whole schedule, just to be on this cruise with you, our first cruise, and this is the thanks I get?!"
Robin sat on the only bed in the room, a king sized bed that took up most of one area of the room, checking the packages for damage. She took a sip of her gingerale (or for my sisters at the Kindred Spirit Lodge, her gabri-ale) to clear his foul taste from her lips. She craved the sweet lips of her lover, Jena. But decided to wait until they were alone again.
They both had discovered that discreet P.D.A.s got one into less trouble. When they'd go places that were mostly heterosexual establishments with potentially nasty homophobes, they'd hold hands or just hug every once in a while but that was it. No passionate kisses. They knew each was madly in love with the other, no need to flaunt it.
Robin tuned out most of what Warren was saying. She trusted Jena and let them duke it out, unimpeded. It wasn't until Warren said, "There are no more cabins. I told the crew I was with you."
With that said, Robin jumped into the conversation. "What?!" She looked at Jena, pleadingly. When the woman opened her arms invitingly, Robin stepped into them. "Please tell me I didn't hear what I thought I just heard."
"That's right, sweet cheeks. Jena and I are staying in this cabin and you are going back to yours," Warren gloated.
Robin clung to Jena tighter, wanting to crawl into her and bask in their love, hiding from this man's hateful smile.
"Warren, this is her cabin... This is our cabin," Jena replied, hugging Robin closer, happily. Robin listened to Jena's voice through her chest and loving every word. She grinned.
"What?!" Warren looked at Robin pleadingly to leave. His hard-on bulging painfully in his pants with unreleased tension. He tried to shift it subtly. Using his next words to hide the shift, "You mean... you and she..." He couldn't finish the thought.
Robin decided a little more obvious P.D.A. was needed. She reached up and pulled Jena's willing head down for a gentle, loving kiss with just a hint of passion.
Jena lingered the kiss as she moaned into the sweet lips she now knew she needed to live. Like breath for lungs, Robin became Jena's air, and without her the taller woman would wither and die.
As Robin was pulled back from the kiss, Warren tried to replace her and pushed her toward the bed. Jena was having none of it. She stepped from his outstretched arms and went to her young lover. "Are you all right?" she asked.
Robin nodded absently. Jena turned on Warren. "Look, I told you to never call for me again. You are not welcome in my life anymore..."
"Why, Jena?" he cut her off. "Because of her?!"
Robin was a bit disoriented from the sudden movements and tried to stand, feeling the twist in her ankle as she did so. Robin went to the floor again. Jena was by her side in a flash. She helped her lover to stand as they left the room. Robin limped, as they went to find the ship's doctor.
As the doctor examined Robin's ankle, she flirted shamelessly with Jena. "Ms. Monet, it's not broken," she spoke to Jena as if Robin wasn't in the room. "You're very lucky."
Jena hadn't even noticed, she simply answered as she looked at Robin, "I sure am." Robin glanced at her lover and blushed. While it irked her that the doctor had blatantly ignored her and only talked to Jena, the look her lover gave her melted the anger, to be replaced by smoldering desire.
"Jena, love, how can we have a bit of privacy?"
The doctor, irked by her failed flirtations, turned to Robin for the first time. "Why don't you try your cabin," she said hotly. "It's not broken just slightly sprained. If you walk it off, it should heal nicely," she said a little more civilly.
"Thank you, doctor," Robin said just as civilly.
"And we'd love to go back to our room," Jena jumped in smoothly. "But there is a man there. He came aboard while we were ashore."
"What? I thought you two were lovers," the doctor said confused at the whole situation.
"We are," Robin and Jena said at the same time.
Jena continued, "But an ex-client of mine, decided to lie his way on-board..."
"Client?! I was there when he came aboard. And he said he was your fiance," the doctor said.
"Dr. Coogan," Jena began.
"Jena, please call me Nancy. Dr. Coogan reminds me of my father," Nancy interrupted.
"Okay, Nancy. My profession is a variation of the oldest profession. Warren was a client. He wanted more but I found my true love," Jena glanced at Robin who smiled. "The love of my life."
"WOW. You must have given up a lot of money. What do you do now? For work, I mean," Nancy asked, realizing her hopes of bedding this woman had been dashed.
"What do you mean? I'm still working in my chosen profession," Jena stated matter-of-factly.
"What?!" Nancy yelled. She turned to Robin. "How can you allow that? How can you let your woman fuck other people?"
Robin looked at Jena and smiled. "I'm not going to stop her from doing what she likes and is good at. The people who are clients are just that... clients. For her it's just business. The only time it became an inconvenience was when Warren interrupted our first night by calling her for a date. Thus post-poning our first night..." Robin gave Jena a twinkling smile. "But Jena made it worth the wait."
Jena beamed back. "You are worth everything to me, love." Jena leaned in and kissed her partner.
"Oh, this is just too sickeningly sweet," Nancy stated as Robin and Jena broke from the loving lip-lock.
"Sorry. I seem to just get carried away with her," Jena apologized without really meaning it. She wrapped her arm around her partner, who was still sitting on the examination table.
"And I love her more than anything in the whole world," Robin said, leaning into her lover's embrace.
"What can we do about Warren?" Jena asked. "He needs to go to a different cabin. This is "our" trip," Jena said, indicating Robin and herself with a gentle squeeze to her love's shoulders.
"I don't know. We have no open cabins," Nancy stated.
Robin closed her eyes in defeat. "No," she whispered.
Jena wrapped her lover in a tighter embrace. She kissed the top of her sweetheart's head. "Well, I guess we better find an extra cot or something. Because he isn't sleeping in our bed."
Nancy, feeling for the couple, spoke up, "I'll see what I can round up for you."
"Thank you, doctor... I mean, Nancy," Jena said. As Dr. Nancy left the room, Jena stepped between Robin's swinging legs. "And you, my love, better get over your shyness in front of an audience because I am not abstaining for the rest of the cruise. We have another six nights. And I plan on ravaging you each and every night."
"Maybe we can send him away for a few hours. Or he can sleep up on deck under the starry sky." Just as Robin said that a clap of thunder rattled the ship. They looked at each other. "Scratch that idea..." Robin said smiling ruefully.
"We'll find a way, love," Jena promised.
Robin and Jena made their way back to their cabin. As they entered, Warren greeted Jena with a searing lip-lock. After getting over her initial shock and jealousy, Robin laughed to herself. He couldn't have her lover no matter how much money he offered. When he pulled away breathless, Robin noted that Jena wasn't.
"There! Now, do you want me? We could send the brat away for a few hours," he rasped out. His erection was becoming to unbearable.
"You couldn't handle her for a few hours," Robin taunted. She didn't know why but for some reason, Warren irked her. She guessed it was because he had money and could buy just about any woman he wanted but he chose to go after her lover... her soulmate. She couldn't really blame him. Jena was magnificent. Her every fantasy come to life. And the better part was that Jena chose her for her life mate.
Jena put her arms around her lover's shoulders, from behind her. "Easy, sweetheart. You know it's you I love."
Robin relaxed into the taller woman's embrace, as Jena nuzzled her neck, giving Warren a real show.
"How can you..." Warren couldn't finish his sentence when he saw Jena snake out her tongue to lick her love's ear. Robin's accompanying shutter and moan, caused quite a bit more blood to flow to his lower extremities. He shifted uncomfortably.
"Jena, love. I don't want an audience. Remember yesterday, last night really..." Robin babbled, as her body completely reacted to the experienced woman's ministrations.
The working woman looked up at Warren. He saw a lust and love in her eyes like he never saw before. And he was starting to realize it wasn't for him. This scrap of a woman in his Jena's arms was causing those feelings. He wanted both women more than he realized.
"Warren, leave. You'll have to find some place else to sleep. My love and I have a lot of time to make up for," Jena husked.
"No, I want to buy you... for the night," he pulled out his wallet. Robin turned in her embrace. The kiss and suckling motion suddenly got to her.
Jena gasped. She pulled Robin away from her, grabbed Warren by his arm and physically tossed him out, locking the door behind her.
As she turned to go back to her lover, she suddenly had her arms full of her red-haired lover and a gentle suckling at her neck. Immediately, the pounding became annoying. She carefully stepped over the room's radio, tuning it to a romantic station and loud enough to drown out his noise. "I can see you know where we left off..."
Robin continued her ministrations to her lover. She was in the arms of her heart's desire and she didn't care how loud Warren was as long as he wasn't in the room to watch.
Warren's pounding had drawn attention but not enough to disturb the two lovers.
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They lay in each other's arms, kissing and caressing. Robin couldn't get
enough of her Jena. All she wanted to do was lay in her arms and explore every
inch of her body.
"I love you so much, J.," Robin whispered, not wanting to break the silence that suddenly came over the room. Jena had used the remote to shut off the radio some time ago and she guessed that Warren had either given up or had been bodily dragged away. She didn't care which way it was.
Robin began her suckling again. She moved down her lover's body. She licked and kissed around Jena's nipple. Taking her heart's desire's whole breast into her mouth, she moaned. Her eyes drifted closed with the sensations coursing through her. Jena's fingers found her way into Robin's hair. Knowing that this is one of her lover's erotic zones. Jena groaned as Robin moved away from her breast to the other one. "I'm not done yet, lover," Robin whispered. She gave the other breast the same attention. Jena moaned with each pull on her nipple. While still working on the breast, Robin's right hand caressed down to Jena's sexual nest. "Ah, my love, I feel you are ready for me."
Jena's breath caught as the slim, long fingers curled and played in her moist lips.
"Oh, Baby," Jena moaned again. "I need you... please."
Robin smiled. "On my way down, Jena-boo."
The escort smiled at the nick name. Robin moved her kisses down the taut stomach of her call-girl lover. With each gentle suck, Jena's breathing became more and more ragged.
Warren sat in the bar, he had to get away from the room. Knowing that his Jena was in the arms of another was driving him nuts. He ranted to himself. "You couldn't handle her..." he mockingly mimicked Robin's earlier statement about his ability to please his woman.
"I'm going to get you, Little Robin. I'm gonna get you and fuck you hard, then I'll take my Jena back..." his ranting turned maniacal. "Yeah, that's right. I'll show her that a real man can take her 'love' away from her." He started laughing to himself as he made his plans.
Robin rested in her sated lover's arms. Jena's eyes were closed and a silly grin arrested her face. She wasn't sleeping, no. It was more of a forced unconsciousness. Behind her eyelids danced the memory of a few moments ago when her Robbie-girl suckled her to ecstasy.
While her body might have been resting, Robin's fingers were far from idle as she caressed the dark mound attached to the body next to her. The silky texture of the smooth skin made for a great place to hide pruning fingers.
"If you don't stop, my body will never leave this Heaven on Earth," Jena teased as she regain her consciousness but kept her eyes closed.
"And that would be a bad thing, how?" Robin teased back.
Before she had a second to think about it, Robin's fingers plunged into the cavernous depths of her lover. Her lips captured a quickly puckering nipple at the same time. Her tongue and teeth worshipped the perk nub while her fingers brought her Jena to another screaming orgasm.
Robin loved this woman deeply and planned to ravage her all night.
Warren walked back to the cabin he had planned to share with Jena but now had to share with both of them and knocked on the door. Jena untangled herself from her sleeping lover to answer it. She thought about opening it in her birthday suit and leaving her lover similarly clad but thought better of it. She didn't want to give Warren any ideas or hopes of ever getting her body again. She pondered this predicament as she threw a robe over her body, coming to the conclusion that if Warren had left well enough alone, then maybe he'd still be a client of hers. But he had the delusion that he was in love with her and vice versa.
The truth of it was... Warren and she had good sex but that was all it was. Her heart was lost the moment she met her strawberry blonde lover.
"You can sleep on the couch and tomorrow we will get you a roll-away bed... as you can see," she pointed to Robin, peacefully sleeping. "The bed is ours... mine and Robin's," Jena informed him. He grabbed her by her waist and pulled her to him. She could smell the alcohol on his breathe which gave him the bravery to chance losing her further.
She felt his hairy lip on her neck, one of her more sensitive spots and she groaned. She had just gone four hours and orgasm after orgasm with her blonde lover but still found her body reacting to his touch. She loved sex after all... all variations of sex.
Warren felt her body melt into his, so he pressed forward.
At the first groan uttered from Jena, Robin awoke. Just as Warren slipped his hand inside Jena's robe, a fully naked Robin sat up in shock of what was going on in front of her. Her brain took a moment but soon processed what she was seeing... her lover in the arms of another on their week when she had promised no work. The hurt and betrayal registered across her expressive face and she turned from the scene. Robin got up and ran to the bathroom.
Jena, who eyes were half hooded from arousal, took longer to process the actions of her lover but when she did, Warren got a rude awakening... as Jena pushed away from him, leaving his libido once again denied.
"No!" he shouted as Jena followed her lover into the bathroom. She shut the door, locking him out and Robin in.
It didn't shock her to see the look of betrayal on her lover's face as she sat next to the tub. It was wrong for her to let Warren manipulate her like that. But she also knew enough about her body to know she really couldn't have helped it. She loved sex, craved it, wanted it, desired it. And since Warren had been a client longer than she and Robin had been lovers, he knew the right buttons to push.
"I'm sorry, Jena. I won't bother the two of you, again. In fact, I'm going home tomorrow so you can finish the trip with him," Robin said as tears rolled down her cheeks. "I wish I could be a better lover to you. I am learning, just not quick enough."
"Robbie, don't!" Jena snapped. "You know I love you. You also know that Warren has been with me longer than you have and he simply knew how to arouse me. The truth is I was still aroused from our love making, so it wasn't really that hard to push my body into a higher arousal again."
Jena sat next to her love and pulled her into her lap, pulling her into a soulful hug which led to a searing kiss. And soon both women were moaning again.
After they made love in the tub and on the floor and in a hot shower, they finally came out to rest in their bed. Warren had plugged his ears to the sounds, laid on the couch and went to sleep. They slept in their over shirt to keep Warren from getting an eye/libido full of either woman.
Morning found the lovers still asleep with arms and legs entwined. As the sun's rays touched Jena's eyelids, ice blue replace tan. The escort woman looked down at the soft tresses covering her love's face to spread across her t-shirted chest. She tightened her hold on her woman and reveled in the snuggling that action caused.
After a few minutes indulgence the taller woman opened her eyes again and whispered into a pink ear, which was revealed after she gently pulled the blonde hair behind it. "Hey, lover, it's time to get up."
Robin's breathing changed and she stirred, her grip around Jena's waist tightening and releasing in a gentle squeeze. Jena smiled at the familiar signal as Robin slowly opened her beautiful hazel eyes.
The older woman loved to stare into them because they always seem to have a fiery starburst pattern when she looked into them, flowing with love for her. "Good Morning, Love," Robin warbled through her sleep-fogged voice.
"Good morning to you, too," Jena said with a grin as much on her face as in her voice. "We've got to get up now if we plan on going ashore. I think the last tour leaves in about three hours."
"Oh, come on, hon, you know it doesn't take me that long to get up. But I can't help loving to lay here and cuddle with you. You are the best thing in my life," Robin confessed bringing out her romantic side.
"I think that is my line, sweetheart," Jena joked. She knew that Robin's family loved her. Though Jena's had disowned her at her first inclination toward the escort service trade.
"Jena, I know your family is a touchy subject but..."
The escort interrupted her, "Shh. You are all the family I need, my love." Jena kissed those beautiful lips before they could say another word.
That night in the ship's Karaoke lounge, Jena decided she and her lover needed to showcase another one of their shared talents. They had discovered by accident that each was the perfect match to the other's voice. While Jena was more an alto, Robin was a soprano. So, Jena always took on the male vocals and Robin was the female vocals in all their duets.
Jena surprised her lover with her selection of Unforgettable, one of Robin's favorite duets. She always saw them in that song... Jena had the band slow the song a bit as she crooned, drawing out the word, "Unforgettable..." She looked directly at Robin, who was still in her seat at the edge of the dance floor where the talent did their songs. "That's... what... you are..." The audience recognized the tune and clapped as they realized Jena was putting her own spin on the song. She handed Robin a microphone of her own and the young woman did her part... "Unforgettable... though... we're apart..." Robin and Jena had sung this song this way many times; in the shower, strolling through the park, or riding/driving in their car.
They performed magnificently, dancing a waltz at the musical interlude, and brought the crowd to their feet as they finished with a passionate kiss. Both took their bows and returned to their seats to pick another song to sing together, even though each could sing wonderfully on her own.
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End Part 4 - by MerryAngel
To Be Continued!