The Vacation 
by John O'Connor
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 MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko 
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only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright
 infringement is intended. The original characters,
situations, and story are the property of the author.
Part 9
Janet had never felt such a combination of excitement,
joy, arousal, and anxiety. She also felt safety and
love while wrapped in Sam's arms, their lips tightly
sealed together.
They were laying on the deserted beach, kissing and
caressing each other like lovesick teenagers. They had
slowly knelt and then lay down on their sides without
pulling apart somehow. They held each other as if
their very lives depended upon physical contact.
It wasn't until the cool water splashed over Sam's
feet that they pulled apart. Sam looked at Janet and
smiled, "We better get out of here before the tide
washes over us and we look like a poor imitation of
'From Here To Eternity.'"
She reluctantly let Janet go and stood up. Reaching
down, she pulled her new love to her feet. As they
stood there, they again joined lips and tongues in a
loving, exciting kiss promising much more.
"Let's go back to the room," Janet whispered into
Sam's ear before nibbling on the lobe.
Goosebumps rose from the light nips at her ear as Sam
nodded. "Yessss! Let's go back."
They began to walk back to the condo grounds holding
hands tightly. Every few feet one or the other would
stop and pull her woman close to kiss again.
It took a blissful eternity to return.
As they neared the condo, they regained some sense of
rationality and released each other as they walked by
the pool.
Janet glanced over and saw Cassie playing with some of
her friends. She gave a little wave and followed Sam
up the path to the elevators.
Once the doors closed, they began groping and kissing
again, totally oblivious. Then Sam opened her eyes and
saw the grounds outside and pulled back. "We don't
want to be the evening's entertainment, do we?"
Pursing her lips, Janet looked at Sam with wide,
trusting eyes and shook her head.
When the elevator opened on their floor, Sam grabbed
Janet's hand and pulled her down the walkway to the
door of their condo. "Open the door. Hurry!" Sam
pleaded.
"Sam, you act like you have to go to the bathroom,"
Janet smiled as she pulled the keys out of her pocket.
Then, feeling a hand slide down her lower stomach over
the outside of her shorts, she squealed, "Hey! What
are you doing? Oooo, yes, okay."
Distracted and fumbling with the keys, Janet sighed
when another hand slid over her tshirt and gave her a
gentle squeeze. "Ooooh! Wai...wait a minute...I have
to get the door open...Aaah God." The hand pinched the
nipple poking proudly against the shirt.
Sam was pushing Janet against the door as it opened
and they both tumbled to the floor. Laying there
entangled in each other, they began to laugh.
Sam, wiping her eyes, managed to stand up and helped
Janet up. When they made eye contact again, they both
began to giggle. Janet pressed her laughing lips to
Sam and managed to kick the door closed behind them.
"We're kinda sandy," Sam observed. "Would you care to
join me in the shower?"
Janet nodded and led the way to their bedroom. Once
inside, she turned the flimsy lock on the door with a
"So Cassie doesn't accidentally..." The end of her
statement was stifled by another long kiss.
Pointing to the side while looking at Sam, Janet said,
"Shower. Uh, shower over there."
Sam, panting in excitement, merely nodded as she
pulled Janet's tshirt off. The doctor's tan lines
stood out dark against the alabaster skin of her
breasts and stomach. Sam could only stand and stare
admiringly at Janet's breasts, themselves rising and
falling as Janet's breathing intensified.
Janet, thrilled, aroused, and scared all at the same
time, finally willed her fingers to undo the top
button on Sam's shirt. The remaining buttons came
undone more easily. Finally, Janet pushed the shirt
off Sam's shoulders.
Of course, in her role as head doctor at the SGC, she
had seen Sam's breasts before hundreds of times. But
that was through the clinical eyes of a trained medic.
Now she was looking with the eyes of a lover and she
felt desire at what she saw.
She reached out and cupped Sam's breasts in her hands,
enjoying the soft, warm weight of them. Janet rubbed
her thumbs over the erect nipples, drawing a quiet
gasp from Sam. Janet smiled and ran her hands lightly
down Sam's tight abdomen to the waistband of her
shorts. Slipping her fingers around the snap, she
undid the shorts and pulled the zipper down. Tugging,
Janet then forced the shorts to the floor at Sam's
feet.
Sam took Janet's hands in hers and kissed them,
smiling sweetly. Then she took Janet's head in her
hands, running her fingers through the short brown
hair. Sam leaned over and kissed Janet, her mouth
opening and her tongue slipping in to meet Janet's in
an erotic duet.
While enjoying the sweet taste of Janet's mouth, Sam
ran her hands down the shorter woman's back and around
to the front of her shorts. Soon Janet's pants were
around her ankles.
Breaking the kiss reluctantly, Sam slid her arm around
Janet's waist and led her to the bathroom. Janet
wrapped her arm around Sam's waist as they walked.
Janet stepped through the narrow door first and
squealed when Sam let her fingers trail down from her
waist to tickle the sensitive skin along Janet's lower
cheeks.
While they waited for the water to warm up, Janet
leaned against the counter and Sam pressed her body up
against her as they began to kiss again.
Sam reached under the shower stream and said, "I think
the water's ready. Come on, I want to wash your back."
Shivering in anticipation, Janet followed Sam in and
stood under the water. Sam took the soap and began to
lather Janet's body. The sensual feelings she was
creating were almost overwhelming to the young doctor.
"God, Sam!" she breathed heavily. "I, you, oh God!"
As Sam soaped Janet, she moved down and slid her
fingers between the soft outer lips of Janet's aroused
sex. The warm dampness she felt there had nothing to
do with the shower. She smiled knowing she was the
cause. Her finger slipped inside Janet, causing the
eager novice to gasp and grab Sam's shoulders for
support. Sam slid her thumb lightly across the
extremely sensitive clitoris as she pushed another
finger inside. Janet felt her legs go weak and waves
of warmth radiate out from the juncture of her legs.
She gasped again as Sam touched her clit repeatedly.
In a matter of seconds, her vaginal walls were pulsing
along Sam's fingers and her breath was blasting past
Sam's ear as she came for the first time that night.
Leaning against the wall of the shower stall, Janet
looked at Sam with glazed eyes as Sam licked her
fingers with a smile. "God, Sam, I never...You are
wonderful. I only hope I can..."
Sam placed her finger on Janet's lips, "Don't worry. I
know you will." Then she kissed her before handing
Janet the soap.
Janet, showing more confidence than she actually felt,
lathered up her hands and began to gently soap her
partner's body. She cupped Sam's breasts and began to
gently sqeeze and caress them, the suds spilling
through her fingers. Janet looked up at Sam through
her lashes and tweaked her nipples. Sam uttered a loud
moan.
As Janet's hands travelled down Sam's body, just as
Sam had done to her, Sam leaned her upper back against
the wall. She looked down into Janet's eyes as Janet's
left hand again cupped her breast ad the right hand
slid between her thighs.
Lightly running her fingers along another woman's
pussy for pleasure for the first time, Janet was happy
to find the flesh swollen with arousal. The juices
seeping out made it eaiser for her to slide a finger
in. She surprised Sam and herself when she quickly
discovered Sam's g-spot.
Sam closed her eyes as she cried out in pleasure,
falling against Janet as her legs failed to support
her. Clinging to the brunette as she recovered, she
felt an unexpected surge of joy that she was with this
woman.
When she could finally stand, Sam kissed Janet
forcefully, shoving her tongue into the shorter
woman's mouth. Pulling back, she said, "We better lay
down for anything else." Janet nodded and turned off
the shower.
Towelling off heightened their seemingly boundless
arousal and they gave up, falling together on the bed
still damp from the shower.
Sam again kissed Janet, a more tender, loving kiss and
looked in her eyes. "You know what I want to do?"
Janet nodded and Sam smiled. Then she kissed her
again, trying to show through the kiss how much this
woman meant to her.
Sam began to kiss along Janet's neck and down to her
breasts. As she planted wet kisses in a clockwise
spiral from the base of one breast to the nipple, she
cupped the other, squeezing the nipple between her
fingers. She began sucking on the other nipple causing
Janet to moan.
Sam kissed and licked her way down from that breast
and across to the other, not bothering with any
pattern but going for the hard nipple. She began to
suck on the nipple, drawing as much of this breast
into her mouth as she could. The pressure was causing
Janet to moan and thrash her head on the pillow.
Releasing Janet's breast, Sam kissed her way down and
crawled between Janet's legs. Using her fingers, she
gently spread the pouting lips, blowing lightly on the
inner surface before leaning in and tasting this woman
she had wanted for so long, though she had been loathe
to admit it. The musky flavor was exquisite. She began
to worship at Janet's sexual center, looking up at her
and loving the effect she was creating.
Sam knew that she wanted to be with this woman for the
rest of her life. She tried to convey that to Janet
using her mouth as Janet reached the crest of her
second orgasm of the night.
Crying out, she held Sam's face tightly against her
sex as waves of pleasure rolled through her body.
Janet collapsed back on the mattress in ecstasy. She
had never come like that before.
As Sam crawled up alongside her, Janet looked at her
and said, "Regina was right. It is wonderful with the
one you love."
Sam's heart skipped a beat and she was frightened that
she misunderstood this beautiful woman she was with.
Janet reassured her by taking her hand and saying,
"Sam, I don't know what this will mean for us later,
but I love you. It's not just what you did now,
although I loved that too. I realized this afternoon,
I love you. I want to be with you. I hope you want to
be with me."
Sam blinked back tears and opened her mouth but the
words wouldn't come. Janet reached up and wiped a tear
that trailed down the blond woman's soft cheek.
"I hope I can make you feel a portion of what I felt,"
Janet said as she gently pushed Sam over on her back
and knelt between her legs.
Looking at the wet flesh below the soft blond thatch,
Janet thought she had never really appreciated how
lovely a woman's vagina was. Then she leaned in and
tasted another woman for the first time. She began to
run her tongue along the lips, exploring and tasting.
Soon she began to push her tongue between Sam's labia
and felt her juices flowing over her tongue. After
sliding her tongue around the edge of Sam's slit,
Janet thrust it in against the blonde's g-spot. As her
tongue touched the little bundle of nerves inside
Sam's vagina, Sam moaned loudly and thrust her hips up
against Janet's face. Janet kept her mouth pressed
against Sam's pussy while she experienced an explosive
climax.
Janet lay next to Sam, smoothing the stray blond locks
on her damp forehead as the tall blonde recovered.
When Sam opened her eyes, she looked deep into Janet's
brown eyes and leaned up and kissed her. It was a
sweet, loving kiss. Janet returned the kiss.
As they lay there resting, Janet ran her fingers along
the faint scars on Sam's stomach. "I never want to
forget this night. I want us to experience it again
and again. Sam, I want you in my life. You are my
life." Janet blinked as tears welled up in her eyes.
Sam ran the back of her hand in a light caress along
Janet's cheek. "I want you in my life too. I have
wanted you for so long but I was always afraid."
Turning away, Sam said in a thick voice, "So much time
wasted. So much time."
Janet gently turned Sam's face back and said, "We
won't waste another second." Then she leaned down and
kissed this special woman, the kiss loving and tender
but turning exciting and passionate.
They made love several times throughout the night and
snuggled, sharing secrets, hopes, and dreams several
more times throughout the night. Sleep finally claimed
them as the eastern sky began to lighten. They slept
wrapped in each other's arms, just as they'd each
dreamed of doing.
The morning sun woke Janet slowly. She stretched and
smiled, remembering the wonderful night before. She
rose up on her elbow and looked at her lover. 'Lover,'
she thought. 'What a wonderful word to describe her.'
She saw Sam laying on her side, the sheet down around
her waist. Those lovely breasts that Janet had so
enjoyed kissing and caressing were lolling slightly to
the side.
Resisting the urge to play with them again, she
instead brush a stray lock of blond hair back from
Sam's face. Then she rose and walked towards the
bathroom. 'This time a solo shower to really clean
up,' she thought.
Soon after, she emerged from the steamy bathroom and
selected a clean pair of shorts and a shirt from her
drawer. She looked at Sam only to find her gazing back
at her.
"Good morning," Janet said.
"Good morning. How did you sleep?" Sam asked yawning.
"Fantastic! You?"
"I'm still tired. But a good tired. You wore me out. I
also used some muscles I haven't used in a while," Sam
smiled seductively. "I think they will be back in
shape soon, though."
Janet just smiled at that, a smile full of love and
desire. "Go take a shower. We need to figure out what
to do about Cassie."
Janet's eyes never left Sam's body as she padded into
the bathroom naked. 'Why couldn't I see what was there
all along?' she lamented to herself. 'We'll just have
to make up for lost time,' she promised herself and
Sam.
As she sat and brushed her damp hair, Janet began to
wonder if this was part of the reason she was no
longer married. Did she, deep down inside, know that
she wasn't meant to be with a man? 'No, I don't buy
that. We just fell out of love, if we were ever really
in love in the first place,' she decided, remembering
those tumultuous three years when she had been a
married woman.
Sam came out of the bathroom, towelling her hair,
causing her breasts to move up and down, seemingly of
their own accord. Janet sat and stared, her eyes
fascinated by the movement. before travelling down to
the damp, blond curls between her legs.
"Hey, could you do me a favor and put some clothes on?
Otherwise, I may just jump you right now!" Janet said,
only half joking.
Sam stuck out her tongue but began to dress. As she
did, she asked the inevitable question, "So what do we
do about Cassie?"
Janet shook her head and said, "I'm not sure. She's an
intelligent young lady, and pretty understanding.
Let's just see what happens."
"Good idea," Sam agreed, tucking in the tshirt she
selected. "I've found too much fore-planning can
really screw you up in these kind of situations."
Janet cocked an eyebrow, "You've been in situations
like this before?"
"Well, not exactly like this," Sam said before quickly
kissing Janet. "Come on, let's get this over with."
Janet nodded and opened the door, stepping out into
the living room. Sam followed. They were greeted by
the aroma of fresh-brewed coffee.
Cassie was sitting on the couch watching TV when they
came out together. She looked at them and saw the
slightly sheepish looks on their faces then said,
"Well, it's about time!"
"What?" Janet asked. "What do you mean?"
"C'mon, Mom. You'd have to be blind not to see how the
two of your are together. I'm just happy that it's
settled and we can enjoy the rest of our vacation."
Sam asked, "Cass, this doesn't bother you? Your mom
and I?"
"No. Why should it?" Cassie said, matter of factly.
"My people," there was a trace of sadness in her
voice, "didn't care about things like sex. All that
mattered was being good and nice to others."
Janet gave her daughter a tentative smile, "Honey, you
know what we're talking about, don't you?"
"Yeah, about you and Sam being lovers. It's not a big
deal. You love each other, I love both of you, maybe
now we can be a real family." Cassie had a hopeful
look on her face.
"Well, it's not that easy, kiddo," Sam said. "First,
there's the service and then..."
"Yeah, I know. This culture is too hung up on
outdated, stupid beliefs. And I have another secret to
keep, too," Cassie sighed at the end of her statement.
"That's okay. I'm just happy you both won't be alone
anymore."
Before anymore could be said, there was a knock at the
door. Cassie jumped up with an "I'll get it!" and ran
to the door.
"Oh, hi there," she said.
A familiar voice said, "Hi Cassie. Are your mom and
your friend here?"
"Sure, come on in," Cassie answered.
They stepped into the room and the new lovers saw
Cassie with the detective, Cassandra St. John.
"Hi, I hope I'm not here at a bad time but those
statements are ready for you to sign," she explained.
"No," Sam said. "How are you, Detective?"
"Fine, but you can call me Cassandra, remember?" she
said. Then noticing how close Sam and Janet were on
the couch, her eyes widened and she said, "Oh, I hope
I didn't interrupt something."
"Not at all. Coffee?" Janet offered, rising from the
couch.
Nodding her head, Cassandra thought 'They had me
fooled into thinking that they really were just
friends.'
Sensing what the cop was thinking, Sam said, "Janet
and I have found out some things and I think I have
you to thank for part of it." At the quizzical look on
Cassandra's face, Sam continued, "Janet felt jealous
of you and that helped her finally confront her
feelings."
"I was not jealous!  Well, not a lot." Janet walked
back in with the coffee, "Yes, I guess that did it and
one other nudge from a different direction."
"Well, I'm glad I could help," Cassandra said, still
not clear what was going on.
Opening her briefcase, she produced some papers.
"These are the statements. Please read them over and
sign the top copies. The others are your copies."
The three visitors sat and read their respective
statements regarding the incident at the arcade a few
days before. Sam finished first and said, "Yeah, looks
like it's all there."
"Good. Sign here," Cassandra indicated on the bottom
of the last page.
After the others had signed their statements,
Cassandra slipped the signed copies back into her
case. "Thanks. This should take care of the whole
thing for you. Now you can enjoy the rest of your stay
down here."
"What's going to happen now?" Janet asked.
"Well, the three defendants will be arraigned and
eventually go to trial. They'll get off with a slap on
the wrist, more than likely. But this should get our
wonderful sheriff out of office. The only thing, and
I'm arguing with Abbie about it, is the concealed
weapons charge. That'll probably be plead down in the
pre-trial," the detective shrugged.
"Will there be any problems for Ramon or anyone else?"
Cassie asked.
"No, I doubt it. The sheriff is going to keep those
punks on a short leash if he knows whats good for him.
He won't be able to keep his position once the County
Board meets but he won't dare make any moves. That'd
seal his fate, politically and professionally here or
anywhere else, including the stagnant backwater town
he came from," Cassandra explained.
She stood, saying, "I'd love to stay and chat or go
down to the beach, but I've got to get these back to
Abbie. Take care."
After they said their goodbyes, Sam asked, "Are you
still jealous?"
Sliding her arm around the blonde's waist, Janet shook
her head, "No. Not of her. Not anymore."
"Damn. I like it when you get jealous, it means you
love me," Sam smiled and kissed the top of Janet's
head. "Should I be jealous of you and your little
friend?"
"Oh! Sam, I have to go. I'll be back shortly," Janet
said. "And no, you don't have to be jealous!" she
added as she went out the door.
Shortly, Janet was walking down the beach in the
direction of the abandoned nest. She looked around but
saw no sign of the team studying the nest but saw a
person laying on the beach she'd seen near the spot a
few times before.
"Excuse me, sir? Do you happen to know where the
people are who were studying the sea turtle nest?"
Janet asked.
The man, a balding, middle-aged man with a large beer
gut, looked up and shook his head, "No, sorry. Maybe
my wife...?"
Looking over, he nudged a skinny brunette and asked
her. She looked up and said, "Yes, I think they said
something about leaving today."
"Yes, I know. Do you happen to know where they were
staying?" Janet asked.
"I think they said the Sand Dollar," the skinny woman
said as she pointed down the beach.
Janet walked on towards the old, somewhat seedy
looking motel. 'Must've been built right after the
war,' she mused.
Walking into the office, she asked a pleasant looking
older woman about the students. "Oh yes, the Florida
State group, they were very nice. Much better than
most of the college students we get in the spring. But
I'm sorry, they checked out before 8 o'clock."
Janet felt the disappointment build up in her. It
showed on her face as she thanked the older woman and
turned to leave.
"Wait a moment," the lady said. "Are you Janet? One of
the girls said a pretty young lady named Janet might
come by."
"Yes, my name is Janet," she answered with a flicker
of hope.
"Here, she left this for you," the woman handed Janet
an envelope with her name written on it.
Janet tore the end off the envelope and pulled out a
single, folded sheet. It was handwritten in the same
lovely script as the envelope.
Dearest Janet,
I hope you come by and get this, since you didn't show
up before we have to leave. (Not that I really
expected you too. I hope you were too busy last night
to get up this early.)
I have to tell you that I saw you on the beach last
night with Sam. When you kissed so tenderly, I was so
happy! I knew you two were meant to be together.
I still wish we could've gotten together, but you know
what they say about wishes. (Don't worry, I have
someone I think I could become very happy with once I
convince her. After you that shouldn't be too hard.
Smile, that was a joke.)
Please be happy. Never forget the joy you felt with
Sam last night.
Love,
Regina Masters
Janet smiled as she read the note, her only wish was
that Regina had written her address or phone number so
she could thank her for everything.
Thanking the woman behind the desk, she returned to
the condo. As she walked along the beach, she found
Sam and Cassie in their spot. She felt a rush of love
for both of them. She promised Regina and herself that
she wouldn't forget how happy she was at this moment.
"Hey Mom! Go get your suit on!" Cassie yelled. Janet
waved and blew her a kiss before heading up to the
condo to change.
Sam caught up to her near the boardwalk and asked,
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah, I missed her but she left this," Janet said
handing Sam the note.  The blonde quickly read it and
handed it back with a soft smile.
"No regrets?"
"No, none." Janet stopped and looked at Sam,
marvelling again that this beautiful woman wanted to
be with her. "Well, yes. I regret it took me so long
to realize what was right in front of me."
Sam took her hand tenderly and said, "We still have a
week here and a lifetime afterward."
_______________________________________________________
6 months later...
Sam set the last box down in the third bedroom in
Janet's house. 'Our house now, I suppose,' she
thought.
"So, you think you'll be comfortable here?" a familiar
voice asked.
Turning to see her love leaning in the doorway, Sam
smiled and said, "Considering I'm not going to be
using this room for more than storage, yes. I think
I'll be very comfortable."
Walking over Sam took the shorter woman in her arms
and kissed her. "How 'bout you? Any regrets?"
"Just that I wish we could tell everyone how happy we
are and that we didn't have to make a sham of you
living here with us. But about us, none," Janet said
and kissed the woman she loved.
"Ooh gross. What is it with grown-ups? Can't you do
that somewhere else?" Cassie complained as she walked
past the two towards her room.
"Just wait, kiddo. You'll be in love with someone
yourself one of these days," Sam said.
"Eeeewwww!" came from the teenager's room.
Meanwhile, in a lab in the Life Science building at
Florida State, a messenger made a delivery.
"Hey who sent you roses, Reg? Are they from Suzie?"
Regina read the card before looking over at her
one-time boyfriend.  She shook her head, "No, they're
a thank you from a very dear friend."
She read the note again.
Dearest Regina,
Thank you. You helped make my life with Sam complete.
I owe you more than you know. May you have as much
joy, happiness, and love as we.
Love,
Janet
 (c) John O'Conner
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