Paybacks Are A...
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: Sequel to "Bored."
Jack O'Neill leaned forward, saying in a low voice,
"Daniel, I think we've waited long enough."
Daniel Jackson took a sip of his beer and regarded his
friend warily. "Long enough?" he asked innocently.
"To get them back... Jeez, Daniel, remember walking
through the corridors in towels? Remember running into
Hammond? They owe us for that," Jack said.
Taking a deep breath, Daniel looked around the bar and
then leaned forward, "What did you have in mind?"
"Remember Carson's bachelor party?"
"No. I was at the university in Chicago then with...
Well, you know..."
"Oh yeah. I remember. I also remember you leaving me
to explain all that to Teal'c on my own. Thanks.
Anyway..."
Jack outlined his plan and, despite himself, Daniel
found some sophomoric, almost visceral, satisfaction
in the thought that they might pull it off.
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"Doctor, I can't thank you enough for letting us use
you house. Cynthia was so nervous about... Well, it's
just the nicest..." Lieutenant Marrielle Shockley was
saying as she helped Janet Fraiser move some chairs in
her living room. Shockley was a relatively recent
arrival at the SGC but had managed to make friends
everywhere she went. A tall, Nordic type, she loomed
over Major Samantha Carter and positively towered over
Janet. She had also developed a reputation for a
wicked sense of humor.
"Mari, it's my pleasure. This is a big occasion for
you. I mean, how many weddings do we have? A bridal
shower is no problem, believe me," Janet said. "When
do the other..."
Samantha Carter came out of the kitchen,
unintentionally interrupting her friend, "The beer and
wine is all stocked. All we need are warm bodies and
the food..."
"Sam! I told you to have some of that leftover pizza
in there," Janet said in an exasperated tone.
"What pizza? I think the human garbage disposal
scarfed it up before she left," Sam said with a smile.
Janet shook her head. "If I could only eat like
that..."
Her thoughts were cut off by a very loud knock on the
door. Mari headed towards the entry hall saying, "That
should be the others. I'll get it..."
A moment or two later, she came back in with two
police officers. "Uh, Doctor? Major? You, um, well..."
"Doctor Janet Fraiser? Major Samantha Carter? We have
some questions for you," one of the officers, a young
blond woman said.
Her partner, a striking black woman, looked at Mari,
"Your presence isn't necessary. You may leave."
Shooting a glance at Sam and Janet and receiving an
answering nod from Sam, she headed for the door.
Outside, on the porch, she ran into...
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"What seems to be the problem, Officer?" Janet asked.
"Sit down, ma'am. You too, please," the blond cop
said. "Over there, please."
Janet and Sam sat next to each other on the couch. The
blond came up and slapped handcuffs on Janet's right
wrist and Sam's left wrist at the same time. The black
cop, using what looked like a non-regulation chain,
cuffed Janet's left wrist to the end table leg.
"What the hell?" Sam yelled.
"What is the meaning of this?" Janet demanded.
The blonde looked at her partner, "Sharan?"
Sharan nodded, stepped out of the room and came back
in with a tape player. She plugged it in and turned it
on. A hard-driving dance tune began to play, with
heavy emphasis on the bass lines.
Sharan stepped up to her partner and asked, "Ready
Laurel?" The blonde nodded and they both threw their
hats to the sides. Sharan had shoulder-length black
hair, a mass of shiny curls. Laurel had longer,
straighter, dark blond hair.
They clasped hands and began to move their bodies
rhythmically to the music. Their obviously
choreographed moves were sensual and seductive.
Sam glanced at Janet, an unvoiced question in her
eyes. Janet could only stare at Sam before their
attention was again captured by the two lovely ladies
dancing before them.
Laurel turned towards her partner and began to undo
the buttons on her uniform shirt. Sharan held Laurel's
hips firmly, grinding against the other girl. They
were staring deep into each other's eyes.
As the last button opened, Laurel slid her hands under
the light blue shirt and pushed it off the ebony skin
of her friend. She kissed the dark shoulder lightly
and ran her hands up Sharan's back to undo the clasp
of the white lace bra. As she opened the clasp, she
turned the girl in her arms until Sharan's back was to
their captive audience.
Laurel, looking over Sharan's shoulder lustfully at
both Sam and Janet, let the bra fall to the floor
between them. Her pale hands caressed the dark,
gleaming skin of the now bare back and down to cup the
tight ass through the dark uniform pants. She began to
lick and nibble at the black girl's neck as Sharan
began to moan.
Sam felt an unexpected tingling between her legs. From
the pressure in her bra, she knew her nipples were
hard as well. Sam tugged on her cuff as she glanced at
Janet, embarrassed at her reactions. Janet didn't even
notice Sam's jerking of the chain; she was staring at
the pair of dancers, clearly enthralled by what she
was seeing.
Her brown eyes were wide and slightly glazed as she
watched the two women. Her respiration was faster and
her pulse was rapid. She was aroused! Just as she
decided that, Janet realized she was getting wet! From
two young, although definitely sexy young women making
out in front of her.
Sam turned back to watch the spectacle in front and
realized that Laurel had lost her shirt and bra too.
She was facing the handcuffed pair, Sharan behind her
covering the pale, bare breasts with her hands.
Squeezing the pale flesh, Sharan got the woman in her
arms to moan aloud. She released one breast, the
nipple springing up proudly and ran that hand down the
taut stomach and under the waist band of the blonde's
pants. From the hint of movement and Laurel's reaction
it was obvious that Sharan was busy down there.
Pulling her hand out, she let both Sam and Janet see
how her fingers glistened in the light before drawing
them across Laurel's mouth. She then sucked the wet
digits into her mouth, licking each finger separately.
Laurel danced away lightly and then turned to her
partner, grabbed the lovely woman and kissed her hard
on the mouth. From where the friends were sitting on
the couch, it was apparent that the two dancers were
exploring each other's mouths in a lusty, passionate
kiss.
Sam looked at Janet, unconsciously licking her lips
just as Janet returned her look. Janet smiled
uncertainly. She grabbed Sam's hand, whether for
reassurance, simple human contact, or more she wasn't
able to admit even to herself.
Their eyes locked on each other, they didn't notice
that the dancers had stripped completely. As the pair
got closer to the women on the couch, Sam finally
wrenched her eyes away from the soulful brown eyes of
her friend.
Sharan smiled and sat on Sam's lap. The long dark legs
straddling her. Leaning close, the black woman brushed
her naked breasts against Sam's t-shirt. The heat Sam
felt caused her to jump.
Janet was equally aroused and frightened when Laurel
sat on her lap. She was staring at the gaping wet slit
below the triangle of dark curly hair until it was
pressed against her beige Dockers. Janet could feel
the wetness seeping through her slacks. Laurel leaned
forward and brushed her lips to Janet's before licking
lightly at the tip of the doctor's nose. The blonde
then nipped at it before capturing Janet's lips in a
feverish kiss.
Sam was also the not-so unwilling subject of an oral
attack by the beautiful woman in her lap. Sam had the
advantage of a free hand and she found herself pulling
the dark-skinned woman closer.
Suddenly the music stopped, and the dancers pulled
back. Smiling sadly at Sam and Janet, they stood and
walked back towards the tape player and began to
gather their clothes.
As they pulled on the minimum needed to be able to go
to their car, Laurel said, "This is quite different
from what we usually do but I really enjoyed myself. I
wish we could've..." She didn't add that they went
further than the gig's instructions requested.
Sharan nodded sadly, "Yeah, I would definitely have
enjoyed more but our employer had specific
instructions."
"Wait!" Sam shouted as they started to leave. "What
about us? You can't leave us chained up like this!"
"Our employer said he'd take care of that," Laurel
said over her shoulder.
Janet looked stunned and Sam was more than a little
irritated. She was extremely turned on and finally
willing to admit (to herself) that she wanted more.
Sam had no way of knowing that Janet felt the same.
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"You know, you guys are cruel..." Laurel said to the
pair standing on Janet's porch a few moments later.
"Yeah, how long are you going to leave them tied up
like that?" Sharan demanded. She, like her
friend/lover/business partner, had been turned on by
the obvious desire they had seen and felt in the women
they'd left cuffed to the love seat. Sharan would've
loved to show those two the delights she and Laurel
shared often. She knew Laurel felt the same way.
Maybe...
Daniel Jackson stood there looking extremely
uncomfortable but Jack O'Neill was all smiles.
"Ladies, believe me, this is well-deserved. If you'll
just give me a key, I'll be sure to get it and the
cuffs back to you."
"What could they have possibly done?" Sharan demanded.
"Let's just say, they left us in a compromising
position in front of our CO..." Jack handed each girl
the agreed upon fee as well as a substantial tip,
saying, "Thank you, ladies. You've made an old man
happy."
As the pair left the porch and climbed into a
candy-apple red classic Mustang, Jack led Daniel into
the house. He was chortling as he saw the two officers
sitting on the couch, their faces bright red in
embarrassment. The embarrassment quickly gave way to
anger.
"Not so funny now, is it? Here's the key. Do me a
favor and bring it and the 'jewelry' in with you to
the base Monday..."
Jack set the key on the end table just out of reach of
Janet's shackled hand. "Bye now." He led Daniel out
before saying, "Oh, by the way, Lieutenant Shockley?
She didn't know anything about this. I sent her to the
bar where the real shower is going on. I, uh, took the
liberty of saving you the trouble of hostessing in
light of your 'legal' hassles..."
As the front door closed, Janet exploded.
"GODDAMNIT! THAT SON OF A BITCH!" Her frustration,
anger, and embarrassment all coming out at once. "If
he thinks he can..."
"Janet," Sam said calmly. The irate doctor looked at
her. "We can't go that route. We have to be subtle..."
"Subtle! Subtle? Your subtlety got us into this in the
first place, Sam!" Janet yelled at her friend.
"Goddamned juvenile pranks!"
"Janet, you went along with it..."
"Don't go there, Samantha!"
The doctor's eyes flashed and Sam recoiled slightly.
The anger flared so brightly it was almost like a
Goa'uld parasite taking over the host.
"Janet, I..."
"Don't try to apologize, I want to stay mad!" Janet
was practically panting in her rage, "Or I might..."
Sam caught the last whispered comment and turned to
Janet, "You might what?"
"This!" Janet managed to grab Sam's face and pulled
her close, kissing the blonde. Sam was too surprised
to react until she felt Janet's tongue. Then she
happily gave into the doctor's urge and began to suck
on the soft, moist invader.
"Janet," Sam finally said when she could pull back,
her breathing almost as rapid as Janet's. Janet looked
stunned and a little alarmed until Sam said, "Maybe we
should get loose first?"
Sam leaned over Janet, feeling the doctor's warmth
through their clothes, as she retrieved the key and
released them from the cuffs.
They sat there for a few moments, massaging their
wrists before Sam looked at Janet and asked, "The
kiss...was that...?"
Janet looked at Sam and again kissed her, a softer,
gentler kiss this time. "Does that answer your
question?"
Sam stood and took Janet's hand, leading her towards
the stairs and the bedrooms upstairs. As they climbed
the stairs, Sam stopped and kissed Janet.
"Oh, Sam," Janet breathed.
They wasted no time removing their clothing once they
reached Janet's room. They could detect the scent of
each other's arousal and fell onto the bed in each
other's arms.
Janet rolled Sam on her back and kissed her long and
lovingly. She then moved down between Sam's legs. She
felt an urgent need to please the beautiful woman in
her bed. As Janet stared in awe at the lovely flower
of Sam's sex, she was suddenly sure that this was the
right thing to do.
Lowering her mouth, Janet began to explore the tastes
and textures of her best friend. It was wonderful!
Exquisite! She wanted all Sam could give and more...
Soon, Sam began to thrash on the bed. The doctor's
tongue found every spot... God, the woman was...too
much!
She looked down to see Janet's limpid eyes gazing at
her as she climaxed into the woman's mouth. It was
heaven!
As Sam came down off her sexual high, Janet held her
close and kissed her gently. She knew Sam would
shortly bring her the same pleasure but was content to
lay there holding the young woman to her.
Sam was more than happy to enjoy Janet's body and her
reactions. It was the start of a long, sleepless night
of discoveries; the beginning of a weekend of love and
lovemaking; the genesis of a new, deeper, more loving
relationship between best friends.
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The next morning, Sam padded naked into the kitchen.
The sight before her took her breath away. An equally
nude Janet stood at the sink, filling the coffee pot,
her upper body haloed by the morning sun streaming
through the small window above the sink.
"My God, you are so beautiful..."
"You seem to be repeating yourself, Sam. Not that I'm
complaining," Janet teased.
Sam came up and wrapped her arms around the smaller
woman, pressing up against the soft flesh of her back,
"I am so glad the Colonel took his revenge..."
Janet turned in Sam's embrace and kissed her lightly,
"So am I!" They kissed again, the fires reignited in
them.
As Janet led Sam back towards the bedroom, the unmade
coffee momentarily forgotten, she saw a business card
on the entry hall table. Picking it up, she saw it was
from their visitors the night before. There was a
brief note on the back.
"Ladies,
"Sharan and I will be happy to help you get back at
your 'friends' if you want. It'll be our pleasure...
"Laurel"
Janet looked at Sam and said, "I think we might just
have to give these young ladies a call, don't you?"
For her answer, Sam kissed Janet and led her back to
the bedroom. Plenty of time for vengeance later. Now
it was time for love.
 (c) John O'Conner
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