Giving Thanks 
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: Takes place a couple of weeks after Janet's
birthday and about 5 months after "The Vacation."
The dining room was a mess. There were dirty dishes
and empty beer bottles littering the table. The
tablecloth was splattered with gravy, wine, beer, and
cranberry stains. The stripped carcass of a Butterball
turkey sat in a platter near the head of the table. It
was enough to bring tears to Martha Stewart's eyes.
Janet Fraiser smiled and said, "Dinner was a success!"
"What a mess!" Samantha Carter replied.
Janet looked at her friend and asked, "Give a girl a
hand?"
"Anytime, honey," Sam said before pinching Janet's
butt.
"Eeek! Sam!" Janet exclaimed.
"Hey! Everything alright in there?" Jack O'Neill
called from the living room.
"Yeah, Colonel, we're okay," Janet yelled back before
whispering "except your FO is molesting your CMO!"
Sam smiled sweetly, looking innocent and chaste. "Did
I hurt you? Let me rub it and make it better." Sam's
hand caressed the doctor's denim-clad posterior.
"Sa-am," Janet said as she slipped away. "We have
guests!"
The two women began to pick up plates and silverware
as Daniel came in. "Can I help?"
"Sure! You can help bring this mess into the kitchen."
Janet gladly accepted the help as she led the way into
the disaster area that had been her kitchen only a few
hours ago.
"Oh God!" Sam moaned. She knew Janet, and she knew the
doctor wouldn't come to bed until everything was
either drying in the dishrack or in the dishwasher.
And Sam wanted Janet in bed so badly.
SG-1 had just returned late the night before from a
weeklong recon of P4Z-225. It was uneventful and Sam
had been looking forward to being alone with Janet.
Unfortunately, they came back too late last night and
today was Thanksgiving and Janet had invited SG-1 over
more than two weeks before at her birthday party.
Now, even her flirting had to be checked with Daniel
in the room. Sam felt her need growing every time she
got even a whiff of Janet's perfume.
After depositing a load of dishes on the drainboard,
Daniel returned to the dining room and Sam came up
behind Janet.
"I never told you what I was thankful for..." she
whispered into Janet's ear. Then she flicked her
tongue along the edge of her lover's ear.
"Sam!" Janet warned, as a thrill ran down her spine.
She wanted to be with Sam as badly as Sam wanted to be
with her.
Sam held Janet's hips and rubbed herself against the
soft, round ass, "Do you know how much I want you
right now?"
"As much as I want you," Janet whispered as she leaned
back into Sam's arms.
"Oh, uhm. I'm sorry." Daniel stood in the dining room
doorway with a flustered look on his face.
"Daniel!" both women said in unison, shock and fear
evident on their faces.
"Uh, Daniel, it's not..." Sam had no idea what to say.
She felt her stomach clench and her heart in her
throat.  This was their worst fear realized:
discovery.  It could easily mean the end of both of
their careers.
Janet stood there with Sam's hands still on her hips,
but not feeling anything except an icy finger of dread
moving up and down her spine.
Daniel blinked owlishly several times and cleared his
throat. "Uh, Sam, Janet. I, uh, didn't mean to, well,
I..." Then seeing the fearful looks on their faces and
knowing the restrictive attitude of the Pentagon and
the Defense Department, he said, "Uhm, ladies. I won't
say anything because, as far as I'm concerned, I
haven't seen anything."
Sam exhaled heavily, "Thank you Daniel." Janet merely
nodded.
"Can I ask, though, how long...?"
"Well, since Florida actually," Sam replied, still
slightly pale.
Janet found her voice and added, "We do love each
other. And Cassie is great about it. Thank you for not
saying anything."
Daniel nodded, "I kinda thought something was going on
between you two ever since your vacation. You both
acted really weird for the first couple of weeks you
were back."
"Oh God, really?" Sam felt the fear returning.
"Yeah, well, right after your vacation I noticed the
way either of you would start to smile when the other
came into a room. Uh, the long, knowing looks across
the conference table. I kind of thought there was
something more than friendship but I wasn't sure.
Also thought it was just my overactive imagination.
And it was none of my business. Tonight, um tonight, I
could definitely sense something at the dinner table."
Daniel pushed up his glasses and went on, "Oh, uh,
don't worry about tonight. Jack had eyes only for his
beer and his food. Teal'c was too interested in
another Tauri custom to notice. Not that I think he'd
care if he did see you two. I will say that you two
have been incredibly discreet at the SGC lately."
Janet finally took Sam's hands and lifted them from
her hips and stepped to the side. "So it doesn't
bother you? Sam and I?"
Shaking his head, Daniel smiled and said, "If you two
are happy, well, that's the most important thing. And,
believe me, from my academic days, I have a much more
open-minded view of relationships than the government
does."
Sam stepped over to her friend and kissed him on the
cheek, "Thank you, Daniel. You're a great friend."
Janet repeated the gesture and added, "If we can ever
repay you for your kindness..."
Daniel waved her off. "Janet, Sam, there's nothing to
repay or any favor to return. To be honest, I think
you make a great couple."
A voice called from the living room, "Hey, Danny-Boy,
how's about some beers out here?"
Glancing at the closed partition into the living room,
Daniel called back, "Be right out!" Handing the dishes
he was carrying to Janet, he opened the refrigerator
and grabbed two bottles of Bud and headed out to the
living room.
Sam looked at Janet and said, "Phew! That was close."
"Too close. We better be careful around here when we
have company." Janet turned back towards the sink when
Sam grabbed her arm and whirled her around. "Hey!
What're you doing?"
"This." Sam kissed Janet and slid her arms around the
shorter woman's waist.
"Hmmmm," Janet moaned into Sam's mouth as Sam slipped
her tongue into the warm moistness of Janet's mouth.
She slid one arm around Sam's back and the other hand
intertwined in Sam's hair.
"Mom! Oh, not again!" Cassie as she charged into the
kitchen. "You two..."
Sam continued to hold Janet in her arms and looked at
her young friend, "What? Never saw two people in love
before?"
"Yeah, but this is just getting ridiculous!" Cassie
declared as she scowled at the two women. "You both
need a cold shower or something."
"Cassie!" Janet said. Then, in a calmer tone, she
asked "What do you want anyway?"
"Jack and Teal'c were wondering where you were,"
Cassie smiled sneakily. "And if there's anymore pie."
Janet rolled her eyes, "They're asking for more pie?
Alright, tell them we'll be out soon. With more pie."
Sam rested her forehead against Janet's. "Remember
when we all said what we were thankful for just before
dinner?"
"Yeah," Janet laughed. "Jack said he was thankful for
the cold beer and all the food. And Teal'c had no idea
what we were talking about!"
Sam pulled back and chuckled. Looking into Janet's
eyes, she said, "Yeah, we all were laughing and I
don't know if you saw my mouthing 'I love you.'"
Holding Janet close, she whispered, "I'm thankful for
you. I'm thankful to whatever it was that opened my
eyes to how wonderful you are."
Janet hugged Sam tightly, "I saw. And my heart's still
soaring. I love you too. And I am so thankful that you
are such a huge part of my life. You and Cassie are my
whole life, and I wouldn't have it any other way."
Sam gently kneaded Janet's ass as she lowered her
mouth to her love's. The passionate kiss left them
both breathless.
"You taste like turkey," Sam joked.
Janet gave her a little pinch and said, "Well, at
least I don't taste like chicken!"
Sam smiled, "Between the adrenaline rush of being
barged in on and your busy little tongue, I am hotter
than you can imagine."
Janet pulled out of Sam's arms, "Wait right here."
Janet went into the living room, carrying the rest of
the pumpkin and the pecan pies and four beers
carefully. "Gentlemen, here's the rest of the pie and
some more beer. Sam and I are going to get a start on
the dishes, so unless you're volunteering to dry, stay
out."
Janet shared a look with Daniel who gave her a smile
and a half-nod. Jack O'Neill, sprawled in a recliner,
nodded, "Not a problem, Doc. I have my pie and my
beer, I'm happy."
Teal'c, following his friend's lead, said, "I am
content also."
"Okay, we'll be done in a few minutes and join you for
the rest of the movie," Janet nodded towards the TV
where "Austin Powers" was running.  She was glad the
football games were finally over.  Jack's language
when watching sports was salty to say the least.
Returning to the kitchen, Janet said, "We're assured
of a few minutes privacy." She reached for Sam and
hooked her fingers in the waistband of her jeans,
pulling the blonde forward. Unsnapping the pants and
pulling the zipper down, she smiled wickedly and said,
"There is something to be said for sex in dangerous
places, isn't there?"
Sam could only nod, remembering the fantastic
lovemaking they had shared in Janet's office earlier
in the month. She watched as Janet pulled the tight
jeans down over her hips.
"Jump up on the counter," Janet commanded.
"My, aren't we bossy?" Sam said as she sat on the
drainboard.
Janet pulled the sodden cotton panties out of the way
and bent down to taste Sam's arousal. "Hmmm! Best
thing I've tasted today!" she declared before slipping
her tongue into Sam again.
The contact of Janet's mouth on Sam's sex was almost
electric. Sam grabbed a dishtowel and bit it to keep
from crying out.
Janet swirled her tongue all around the wet labia and
thrust it into Sam's hot channel. Janet became like a
woman possessed whenever she tasted Sam and nibbled on
the outer lips before shoving her tongue back between
them.
As Sam squirmed on the counter, Janet began to lick
her clitoris and Sam felt the orgasm wash over her, as
she moaned into the terrycloth.
Janet stood up and stroked Sam's hair off her
forehead.
Sam pulled the towel out of her mouth, and sighed.
"God, that was great!"
Janet kissed Sam, letting the blonde taste herself.
Then Sam knelt down and jerked Janet's pants and
panties down, burying her face in the brown curls.
Sam slipped two fingers into her woman and began to
suck and tongue the hard little nub above the sopping
slit. After several swipes of her tongue on Janet's
clitoris, she felt the walls of Janet's vagina grip
her fingers as the doctor came.
Now it was Sam's turn to let Janet taste herself. This
was one of Sam's favorite after-sex activities. She
could kiss and cuddle with the little brunette all
night.
"We can get off quickly when we need to, can't we?"
Janet commented. Sam nodded as she hugged her tightly.
After pulling apart, Janet said, "I want you so much.
Let's get rid of 'em." She nodded towards the living
room.
It was Sam's turn to smile wickedly, "We can't be rude
now, dear. It's only 7 o'clock."
"But, I..." Sam stopped Janet, placing a finger over
her lips.
"We have all night and all day tomorrow. Trust me, you
will be quite satisfied," Sam promised.
As they rearranged their clothes, Janet said, "I'm
holding you to that promise."
"As long as you hold me," Sam said.
 (c) John O'Conner
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