The gift

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"How are you feeling sweety?" My mom asked over the phone. I could hear genuine concern in her voice but I didn't care. She wasn't here for me like a mother was supposed to be.

"Fine." I remarked emotionlessly.

"Ah, Ali come on now... You know what the situation is. I would be right there with you if I could."

"I know mum." I said with a sigh, feeling a bit guilty about constantly shutting her out. "I'm still a bit sore. My face looks normal again. I try and move around a lot. I miss you."

There was a pause for a moment. Maybe she was feeling guilty too. "I miss you too Ali. I'm sorry that I'm such a bad mother, I'm just trying really hard to impress the right people at work. It's for us in the long run."

"I know mum. Love you."

"Love you sweety. Bye."

I crashed on the couch and switched on the tv. Anna was at school and Dianna left a while ago to get some things in town. The whole situation was bombarding my mind. On the one hand I was sad about my mother and the other I was excited to find out what Dianna had in mind.

She's gonna fuck you up.

I hope so.

Not in a good way Alison.

I'll just take it day by day.

Yeah, daily deeper into shit.

I turned up the tv to drown out my inner voice. I must have fallen asleep after a while because the sound of cluttering in the kitchen startled me. I headed over, excited to see Dianne.

"Oh hey there princess. Sorry for waking you, I was trying to be quiet." She looked lovely as ever. Her hair was hanging in loose, soft curls. She rushed over to me and gave me the most gentle hug. Her hands slid down my arms and grabbed my hands. Her eyes met mine and she smiled seductively at me. "I got you something..."

"You did? You have to show me." I was surprised by her sudden excitement. She headed over to her car and came back with something behind her back. Her face was playful, yet I could something serious behind those dark, alluring eyes. She revealed sexy, red and black, lacy lingerie. I raised my eyebrows in amusement.

"You will wear this tomorrow night when Anna is gone." Her voice was stern, she wasn't asking. She eyed me from head to toe, probably imagining me in it. She bit her lower lip and smirked.

"Yes ma'am."

"Good girl. Now how about some tea?" She tucked the lingerie back into a bag.

"I will heat some water." She nodded and left the kitchen. By the door she lingered a moment and stared at me again.

"You entice me more and more, Ali Cat." She rubbed lips with her fingers and then blew me a kiss.

"Why not take me here, right now?" I was feeling a bit cocky. This woman was doing things to me. Well I had always been cocky, just not around her.

"Hmm, well... You see little kitten..." She started walking towards me again slowly. "I know what I want. I know how I want it." Her arms were either side of me now, pinning me to the counter. She started whispering in my ear. My throat went dry and it was difficult to swallow. "And I know exactly how to make this little kitten purr when I finally take what I want." A small whimper escaped my lips. She gave a satisfied giggle and left.

After I made tea, I went to the living room. She was already sitting on the couch. She had changed into some shorts and a white tank top.

"Come here baby girl." She motioned for me to sit by her. As I went to sit down, she moved back against the arm rest and pulled me even closer to her. Her legs were either side of me and my back against her chest. She planted soft kisses on my cheek while running her thumb over my lips. Her hands trickled down over my chest and slowly she lifted the hem of my shirt. She dabbed the tips of her fingers over my abs. My whole body started trembling and my breath quickened.

"You like that don't you?" Dianna whispered. "How about this?" Her hands moved to my inner thighs gave a slight squeeze.

"You're gonna make me come undone, Dianna."

"I'm just showing you what you do to me... All the time." At that she trailed her middle finger between my legs and set every part of me on fire. As quickly as she started, she halted. "Anna is on her way home..."

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