One Damn Beer
by teryl_brat42
URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/ast/tbrat42/damnbeer.php
Summary: It's been a long week and all Janet wants is one damn beer, but she gets more than she bargained for
Janet pulled her silver Impala into the driveway of her one-story country home, exhausted from a long day at work. She debated whether or not to bother with the garage door, opting to just park in the driveway. She made a mental note to get the opener repaired the next week. Janet turned off the ignition and sighed. What an awful week it had been. She hadn't sleep well in days, due to quarantine at the base. SG-13 had brought back some infectious rash that spread by person-to-person contact and ended up infecting half the personnel on base. Luckily SG-1 had been off-world negotiating a treaty with the newest planet found to be rich in Naquadah, so Colonel O'Neill didn't get infected, and didn't get stuck in HER infirmary complaining. However, that also meant she hadn't seen her lover in almost a week. Janet missed Sam so bad and wanted nothing more than to curl up on the couch for a relaxing evening with her. Alas, Sam had mentioned something about having to stay late and work on a new piece of technology that was brought back from the negotiation.
Janet opened the car door and stepped out, reaching for her purse and coming up empty handed. This day was just getting better. Now she would have to crawl in through the back window. Damn. Naturally, Cassie was staying at a friend's house the one night Janet forgot her keys. Trudging around the side of the house, Janet was too angry with herself to notice the motorcycle hidden behind the juniper bushes. She pried open the window that Cassie had been caught sneaking out of on more than one occasion. Janet adjusted her skirt and hoisted herself up. She crawled through and closed the window behind her, then headed to the kitchen for a beer. Janet was normally not a beer drinker, she preferred a nice glass of wine, but today, she needed beer. Now! As she neared the fridge, the telephone rang. Janet paused, contemplated ignoring the shrill sound, and getting her damn beer. Then she thought better of it; there could be an emergency at the base. They generally called her cell phone but her cell phone was in her purse...at the base. Begrudgingly, Janet picked up the cordless receiver.
"Hello?"
"Janet, hey honey, it's me," Sam's voice filtered through from the other end.
"He-ey, Sam, how are you? Still tinkering with that doohickey?" Janet asked, a hint of bitterness seeping into her voice.
"Yeah, but I figured it was break time so I wanted to talk to you. I didn't get to see you much this week."
"Yeah, things were pretty hectic, be glad you missed the near epidemic, it was like poison ivy on steroids," Janet opened the fridge and fished around for the beer that she KNEW was there last night. Her search was in vain: no beer was to be found. She sighed.
"Janet, honey, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, sweetie, just looking for a beer; I thought I saw one last night."
"Are you sure you're okay? Maybe you should just go lay down for a little while. Cassie's gone for the weekend, you could use that time to get some rest," Sam suggested.
"Yeah, I guess you're right, I'm just not really in the mood for sleep. All I wanted was one damn beer, is that too much to ask..." Janet grumbled as she headed to her bedroom to discard her uniform. Maybe getting into some comfortable clothes would help ease the tension in her.
"Hmmm, not in the mood for sleep, huh; what ARE you in the mood for?" the suggestive tone in Sam's voice was not lost on Janet.
"Well, you're not exactly in a place that is conducive for what I had in mind," Janet quickly jabbed as she entered the bedroom and headed for her pajamas drawer.
"Well, I wouldn't be so sure about that...what are you wearing?"
"I'm still in my uniform but..."
"Ahh, I love a woman in uniform," Sam cut her off. Janet stopped for a moment; two could play that game.
"I don't plan on wearing it for much longer," Janet muttered in a lower tone. "In fact, I've already lost the tie tab and I'm unbuttoning the blouse as...we...speak," Janet punctuated those last words.
"Oh really? Then pretend it's me unbuttoning your blouse. When I finish, I push it off your shoulders and watch it fall to the floor," Sam coaxed. "Then I run my hands across your stomach and to your skirt. I unlatch the belt and reach around to the zipper in the back. I'll be pressed against you, against your chest, as I slowly pull the zipper down and let the skirt follow the blouse to the floor."
"Mmm, I can almost feel you against me, Sam. What next?" Janet closed her eyes and felt tiny shivers race through her body: not from lack of clothing.
"I ever so slowly inch your undershirt up your torso, dancing my fingertips lightly across your skin as I go. I pull it over your head and throw it to the side, immediately bringing my hands to cup your perfect breasts. I can feel your nipples through your bra and they are already hard under my touch," Sam's voice echoed huskily in Janet's ear.
"Oh, Sam, I just wish you were here..." Janet whispered.
"I am, honey, just listen to my voice; it'll be like I'm there with you, touching you, and soon, tasting you," Sam heard Janet moan quietly, like she was holding back. "Janet, honey, I want to hear you, let me hear you. Imagine me unlatching your bra and it dropping to the floor, baring you to me. You are so beautiful. I bring my hands to your breasts and stroke the nipples again; this time unhindered by fabric, this time flesh to flesh."
"Oh, Sam..."
"Yes, I'm there, rolling your nipple between my thumb and forefinger, then I release it and push you back onto the bed. Then I'm there with my mouth covering your nipple, my hand is rolling and lightly squeezing the other. Then without warning, I switch. Now my hand uses my saliva as lubrication to swirl my fingers around the nipple that is now exposed to the cool air and puckering quite nicely. My mouth is on the other, my tongue circling and sometimes stopping so I can suck on you," Sam waited a moment, listening for her lover on the other end. Janet was breathing more heavily.
"Sam, tell me what to do next, I want you so badly," Janet begged.
"I release your nipple from the confines of my mouth and dart over to kiss the other briefly before moving to kiss your lips. I don't try to slip my tongue in, that's not necessary yet; it's just a gentle yet firm kiss. I move from your lips to your cheek, and then to your ears, I've always been fascinated with ears. I take your earlobe between my lips and lavish it as I did your nipples before. I then trace my tongue along the outer edge, once, briefly. I return to your lips, your wonderful lips, this time I kiss you fully, demanding entrance, no longer able to restrain myself," Sam could hear Janet from her hiding place in the bathroom and wanted so badly to go to her, to kiss her, but now was not the time.
"Geeze, Sam, I want you lower, NOW!" Janet ordered in the best military voice she could muster in her current state of libidinousness.
"Yes, my love. I duel my tongue with yours for a few long moments before pulling back and kissing a path down your neck, through the valley of your breasts, pausing to lick at one nipple again, then I journey lower toward your belly, stopping to dip my tongue into your navel. I swirl it around a couple of times, showing you what will come. Then my hands begin to wander, they start on your breasts, my thumbs gently scraping over your very erect nipples. Then I move down your stomach and past where you want me the most, to your thighs. I tickle your legs with my fingertips, then begin the tediously slow trek to your center. As I draw nearer, I can feel your warmth. I finally arrive at my destination and cup you with my palm, just feeling you. If I lean down, I can even smell you. I take one finger and drag it up from bottom to clit, your underwear heightening the sensation . . ."
"Oooooh, Saaaaam," Janet cut her off. Sam smiled to herself before continuing.
"Then I lean over and lick around the edges of the confining garment, trying to get a taste of you. I burry my nose in your warmth and nuzzle it against your clit. My hands are not idle; I rub at your thighs, I trace the edge of your panties on your stomach. Finally, when I have waited long enough, I strip you of the last barrier between us and I throw your panties away, they land in some unknown location across the room. I sweep over your body with my eyes, memorizing you. You are perfect, Janet," Sam heard a sharp intake of breath at that statement. She knew Janet had issues with her own body, but Sam still loved her and was determined to show her lover that she had a perfect body.
"Sam, please" it was barely a whisper.
"I then return my attention to your core, pushing your knees up and spreading your thighs. Now you are there for me, in all your naked glory, and you look so wonderful. I want to taste you so badly."
"Then do it," Janet begged.
"I take a tentative finger and let it slip though your folds, mapping you, learning you. But I'm an impatient person, so I immediately bend down to follow the same path with my tongue. I roll my tongue and release and lightly flick your clit, I swirl it around your warmth and taste the musky sensation that is you. I'm in Heaven on earth," Sam declared.
"Ugh, don't stop, Sam, just don't stop," Janet was now writing on the bed, aching for Sam's touch.
"I flatten my tongue and draw it quickly from bottom to top, licking you hard," Sam heard a loud groan followed by harder breathing. "I look up to your eyes to see how close you are. I lick my lips and let my head dip again to perform the same move, a third time, but this time I latch onto your clit and suck lightly, very lightly for a brief moment. My fingers are tracing patterns on your skin; wandering from you thighs to your stomach and back again as my tongue becomes more focused on your clit. I grasp your clit oh so gently between my teeth, scraping them over it," Sam quietly opened the bathroom door, crept to the bed, and took in the sight of her lover, naked and sweaty, trying so hard to achieve the perfect orgasm. Dropping her voice low, Sam continued, "then I make my move, I perform one last sweep of my tongue over you and then suck greedily on your clit." Sam bent down, pushed Janet's fingers out of the way, and did just as she said. She flattened her tongue out, swept it across Janet's folds, wrapped her lips around her clit, and sucked. Hard. Janet's eyes popped open and locked onto Sam's as her body tensed. Then she was just there, falling over the precipice, shattering into a thousand pieces.
"Sam!" she gasped as she climaxed, unable to form any other coherent sound as she was swept away on a wave of raw emotion and feeling.
It seemed as though hours passed, when in reality it was mere seconds. Janet eventually made her way back to consciousness and found Sam beside her, watching her.
"You're looking a little flushed, honey," Sam teased as she ran her fingers through Janet's hair. Janet reached up and pulled Sam down to her for a kiss, tasting herself on her lover's lips. The kiss lasted for an eternity, and they only broke away when the need for oxygen overcame their need for each other.
"Sweetheart, that was wonderful, thank you," Janet lightly stroked Sam's cheek with the back of her hand. "I needed that more than you can imagine. I had a terrible week."
"I know, I had a rough time too. I missed you so much," Sam closed her eyes and reveled in the feel of Janet's touch.
"You are too good to me, Sam, I don't know what I'd do without you," Janet sighed. Sam smiled down at her and traced her lover's lips with a curious finger.
"Well, you'd probably be having a beer right about now," Sam grinned, "because I drank the last one this afternoon..."
"You drank the last beer? You evil woman!" Janet sat up and looked Sam in the eyes. "I guess you'll just have to pay for that, then. I certainly hope it was worth it." Sam thought she saw a twinkle in Janet's eye, but was too late to save herself. Before she knew what was happening, Sam was pinned on the mattress with a hundred pounds of naked Janet straddling her. 'Yes,' Sam thought, 'it was definitely worth it.'
