Auld Lang Syne
by John O'Connor
Disclaimer:  Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the
property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom,
 MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko 
Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes
only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright
 infringement is intended. The original characters,
situations, and story are the property of the author.
Note: Follows "Tis The Season" in the Vacation
"world." (Also, it can be looked upon as a loose
sequel to Siobhan's "The Bar Scene." I based the
unseen bathroom scene on that little ditty. Thanks,
Siobhan!)
Siobhan's Tap, Colorado Springs, Colorado
31 December 9:45 PM MST
The party was just starting at Siobhan's Tavern. The
booze was flowing, the juke box was blasting, and
couples on the small dance floor were swaying to the
beat that could dimly be heard over the dull roar of
the crowd packed into the popular tavern.
Jack O'Neill returned to the table from the bar laden
with bottles of beer. "I'll be goddamned if I'm going
back through that crowd without Teal'c blocking for
me..." he declared as he passed the bottles around.
"Thank God no one wanted anything special!" O'Neill
looked pointedly at Daniel Jackson who had originally
wanted a vodka tonic but had his wish vetoed by his
friend and team leader.
"Hey, where the hell is Carter?" O'Neill asked as he
looked at the various people from the SGC gathered on
the small, raised alcove near the dance floor.
"She's still in the can," Major Bob Hamilton said.
"She must've really had to go."
Daniel, who had seen Janet Fraiser follow Sam Carter
almost immediately after the blond officer left for
the ladies room, smiled to himself and drank his beer.
"Hey, Daniel," Jack shouted over the din, "What is it
with 'Miracle on 34th Street?' I mean that's all Cass
talked about on Christmas, even when we watched 'It's
A Wonderful Life.' I mean, it's Jimmy Stewart and
Donna Reed, for God sakes! What do John Wayne and
Maureen O'Hara have..."
"Payne. John Payne," Daniel interrupted. "John Wayne
was in all the cowboy movies."
"With Maureen O'Hara! Alright, what do John PAYNE and
Maureen O'Hara have on them? Huh?" Jack had obviously
had a drink or two while waiting for their order at
the bar. Not to mention the beer he had finished
before the gang got there.
Hamilton sighed and said, "You flyboys! It's a great
movie. It's got Santa Claus and everything. Anyway,
how can you still watch that 'Wonderful Life' crap? It
was played to death on cable a few years ago. If I
never see it again..."
Daniel decided it was time to talk to some of Janet's
staff that had settled at the next table. "So, Hannah,
are you having a good time?"
* * * * * *
Sam pulled back from her lover's passion-filled kiss
and agreed, "Yes, I do feel terrible. I need to be
home in bed." Wiggling her blond eyebrows, Sam grinned
lustfully at the brunette in her arms, totally in
agreement with her "medical" diagnosis.
Janet slipped out of Sam's arms and brushed a hand
through her hair and then smoothing her t-shirt. She
then peaked out of the stall door and, seeing the
coast was clear, headed for the mirrors to reapply her
lip gloss. Wouldn't do to go back out to the gang
looking like she'd just given head to her best friend.
Even though she had.
Sam came up from behind, slipping her arms around
Janet, rubbing up against the brunette's painted-on
jeans. Burrowing her face through the sweet-smelling
hair to nuzzle her neck, Sam also gave the doctor's
breasts a quick squeeze, palming the nipples poking
out the front of the cotton shirt.
"Saaaam!" Janet moaned as she slipped out of the
taller woman's embrace. "God, can't you wait 'til we
get home?"
"You know I need more than one quicky orgasm, no
matter how great it was," Sam said, grabbing at Janet.
Janet squealed and evaded the grasping arms.
"Samantha! Quit it!" Sam laughed when Janet asked, "Do
you want a time-out, young lady?"
Holding up her hands in surrender, Sam laughed, "Okay!
Okay! But hurry up!"
It was Janet's turn to laugh as she returned to the
mirror to finish checking her makeup. Speaking to the
mirror, Janet said, "Hey, what was with all that
flirting you were doing with O'Neill?"
"Jealous?"
Janet didn't reply and Sam smirked at her. "After the
bra incident last week, I thought it might be good
cover...  You know Teal'c had to ask him about that
strange custom.  Anyway, you went along with it!"
Janet nodded, "I just thought you were trying to get
to me when you scoped out O'Neill's ass, so I decided
to play along to get to you."
"Uh-huh, yeah, sure."
Sam then hugged her lover from behind again, "You know
I only have eyes for you!"
As she turned in Sam's arms from the mirror, Janet
asked, "How do I look?"
"Beautiful," Sam said with a happy sigh as she
reluctantly let the woman go. "And those jeans...I can
almost read your lips..."
"No, I mean..." Janet protested as she felt a tingle
between her legs. Oh, this blonde could get her going.
"I know what you mean. You look fine. Let's go." Sam
headed for the door and said over her shoulder," I got
fresh batteries, too."
Janet felt a shiver up her spine at those words and
followed her friend and lover out into the crowded
bar.
* * * * * *
Janet Fraiser's house, Colorado Springs
25 December 11:45 PM MST
After the guests had departed and Cassie was sound
asleep in bed, Sam went to the kitchen pantry and
pulled out one last Christmas present. The tag read,
"For Janet, Hope you like this. With my love, Sam."
As Janet held the package, she said, "Sam, the pearl
earrings and pendant were more than enough. You didn't
need to get this. Whatever it is..."
"Just open it," Sam said.
Tearing the colorful foil wrapping off, Janet stared
at the box. It was a pair of vibrators! Through the
cellophane, she could see they were both hand-lettered
"Hers" and "Hers."
"Sam?"
"It was actually a present for both of us," Sam said
warily. "Do you like them? I was going to put your
name on one and mine on the other but this way it
doesn't matter. Either one is yours and either one is
mine. If you don't like them, I think I can still
return them."
Janet smiled, she found it amusing when Sam rambled in
nervousness, particularly when it concerned sex.
"Sweetheart, they're great. This'll be fun...But when
did you pick them up? I can't see you going into Ray's
Pleasure Chest out on the old highway..."
Sam relaxed and said, "I asked Daniel to pick them up
when he was in Denver after we got out of quarantine.
I had to stash them on the base while we were
offworld. I was hoping there would be no unscheduled
security checks."
Janet rolled back on the couch in laughter. "Daniel?
In a dirty book store? I wish I could've seen it!"
"He didn't want to talk about it when he got back,
either!" Sam joined Janet on the couch laughing.
Finally, she placed her hand on Janet's knee and
asked, "Ready for a test drive?"
* * * * * *
Siobhan's Tap
10:00 PM
It was such a novel experience for the two women, they
managed to repeat the test drives all week. They
hadn't gotten much sleep the last few nights either.
Janet was concerned when she finally arrived at the
bar to see Sam looking a little tired, but after their
encounter in the restroom stall she knew her tall
blond lover was ready for more.
As they neared the table, they saw Jack and Hamilton
arguing as usual. The two friends could never get
together without any verbal sparring.
The argument seemed to be over who was the hottest
babe on any of the "Star Treks" and O'Neill was for
Seven of Nine while Hamilton said it was Deanna Troy.
Teal'c, of course, offered no opinion and Daniel was
leaning towards the next table talking to other SGC
people.
"Uh, sir? Colonel?" Sam tapped Jack's shoulder. "Sir?"
O'Neill looked up and focused on Sam and Janet. "Yeah,
Carter, what is it? I'm in the middle of something
here."
"Yessir. I'm going to have to pass on New Year's, sir.
I don't feel too good. Janet will drive me home," Sam
said.
Jack O'Neill looked at his exec and said, "But Carter,
it's New Year's Eve! It's only, what?, 10 o'clock.
Stick around for another two hours?"
Sam, trying her best to look sick, shook her head.
Janet stepped up and held Sam by her upper arm, "Sir,
I think it would be better if Sam were in bed. I'll be
happy to see to it."
Sam turned away before anyone could see the smirk on
her face. She ended up looking right at Daniel and saw
him wink at her. She barely restrained herself from
laughing out loud and threw him a big gratitude-filled
grin instead, knowing he'd done a lot to play down the
bra-as-ornament situation with Jack and Teal'c.
"Okay, I have my true friends here, anyway," Jack
stated. "Carter? Get well, huh?"
"Yessir!" Sam responded as she led Janet towards the
door. No one seemed to notice the undo haste on Sam's
part as she practically dragged the doctor after her.
Fortunately, she had driven Janet's car and brought
Jack to the bar. He wasn't taking a chance on having a
car at his disposal, he planned to get tanked tonight
and take a cab home.
Sam knew New Year's was a painful time for Jack, he'd
proposed to his ex-wife on New Year's Eve. She felt a
little bit guilty deserting him.
Janet had ridden in from the Mountain with Daniel and
Teal'c when they finished up later on at the Complex.
Sam had ridden into work that morning with her.
Knowing Sam loved her little Celica, she tossed the
tall officer her keys. "Just be careful!"
As Sam started the car and prepared to pull out of the
parking lot, she looked over at Janet and gave her a
lusty smile. "I can't wait to get you home!"
After pulling out on the highway, Sam slid her hand up
the tight denim and squeezed the inside of Janet's
thigh, her fingers brushing the brown-haired woman's
crotch.
"Ooo, Sam! I can't wait to get home either! Step on
it!" Janet begged.
"Your wish is my command! Hey! I can read lips!"
Sam pressed down on the accelerator and the car sped
down the hill towards Janet's subdivision.
Sam was proud of the way she could handle a car. She
had decided to make sure the mechanical components
were "worthy of her" and spent a lot of time on
Janet's car. Now that her old Harley Indian was in
excellent condition, it had become time to work on
this machine. Janet was quite pleased with the results
of Sam's tinkering too.
Arriving at Janet's home, soon to be hers as well, she
raced the horny brunette for the front door. Once
inside they met in a passionate kiss, their tongues
performing a familiar dance, before they moved into
the bedroom.
* * * * * *
Siobhan's Tap
Midnight
Jack O'Neill started to sing, off-key, "Auld Lang
Syne" with the rest of the enthusiastic patrons.
"Should old acquaintance be forgot, and da da da dee
DA..."
Daniel sat next to Hannah and her friend as they all
enjoyed Jack's attempt at the old standard. As Daniel
glanced at the girls, he couldn't help wondering at
the chances of his being friends with and confidant to
two lesbian couples, and all four women in the
military. Hannah's friend was Army or Marines. Daniel
wasn't sure which. He didn't really care too much
either at that moment.
Feeling a pang of loneliness, he wondered about his
wife, who had been stolen from him by Apophis. What
would she think of the revelries? Looking at Teal'c,
he found himself slightly amused by the disdainful
look on the Jaffa's face. 'Two lonely married men on
New Year's,' he thought.
"C'mon Teal'c, let's get a drink," Daniel said,
standing up.
"Very well, DanielJackson. I shall join you," Teal'c
said as he rose. Adjusting the black stocking cap on
his head, used to publicly cover the gold sign of
Apophis on his forehead, he moved around the
boisterous table.
"Teal'c, you just don't do the stocking cap thing
well," Daniel muttered. "Kinda like Spock on that one
old 'Star Trek.'"
* * * * * *
Janet's House
just before Midnight
Sam was on her back, gripping the sheets beneath her,
a light sheen of sweat glistening across her nude
body. Her head was thrown back on the pillow, her eyes
were tightly closed and her mouth was open as loud
moans issued from her throat.
The cause of those moans was an equally naked Janet
Fraiser. She was situated between Sam's smooth thighs,
one hand and her mouth busy on Sam's sex while her
other hand was between her own legs. She was
determined to get herself off at the same time as her
lovely partner.
Janet had managed to slip one vibrator into her lover
and was turning it slowly with her right hand, while
sliding it in and out of Sam. Her mouth was fastened
on Sam's clitoris, sucking the small, excited organ
into her mouth to lave it with her tongue.
The other vibrator was inside Janet. With the fingers
of her left hand she managed to turn it while flicking
her own clit with her thumbnail. She was desparately
trying to hold down her own orgasm until she could
come with Sam.
Janet could taste Sam's arousal and her own fluids
were making it difficult to hold onto the vibrator she
was using on herself. But she was determined.
She opened her lust-filled brown eyes and gazed across
the gentle curves of Sam's body, thoroughly turned on
by the reactions she was creating in the lovely
officer.
Sam began to thrash around on the bed, bucking her
hips and moaning long and loud. Janet had to release
her vibrator, which continued to buzz inside her, and
placed her hand just above the blond curls to try to
help maintain oral contact with her lover.
As Sam cried out her climax, Janet felt a small gush
of Sam's honey flow over her fingers. This helped
trigger her own orgasm and she screamed into Sam's
excited flesh just as the mantle clock chimed
midnight.
Janet slipped the vibrators out of Sam and herself and
lay her head on Sam's flat stomach as she felt the
afterglow of her orgasm.
Sam slowly reached down and ran her fingers through
Janet's soft hair. "Happy New Year, darling," she
whispered.
Janet crawled up and shared the fluids on her fingers
with Sam as she said, "Happy New Year, honey."
Fingers forgotten, they shared a long, loving kiss as
the sound of fireworks outside heralded the New Year.
 (c) John O'Conner
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