This is the 6th and final chapter in a tale about a 22yr old med student and a middle aged couple. All their couplings and feelings are now out in the open. Can they still be friends? It's best if you read the previous chapters before this one.
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Shannon could almost hear her heart thumping. Even louder was the gasping of her lungs as she chased after Joanne. Her competitive juices were flowing. There was no way she would be outrun by a woman twenty plus years older. With determination, she sucked in all the air she could manage and kept on running.
Joanne was enjoying the release of running. Her recent high profile case was over and she had won an acquittal for her client. In many ways his life would never be the same but at least he wasn't going to jail. As much as possible she had avoided the media and the attention the trial had garnered in the public eye. The acquittal had set off a firestorm of public debate in the media, the internet and over kitchen tables across the country.
At the trial end, she allowed herself to be drawn into a short interview that had aired on national television. Over the years her policy had been to never comment on a case publicly and never to give interviews. However, there were messages she felt had to be put out there to the public, many of whom were critical of her defense tactics. The pent up tension of the last few weeks was fueling her run and she was enjoying the afternoon with Shannon.
Upon her return to Toronto Shannon had launched into her medical studies. Interactions with Rob and Joanne had been fleeting since the start of school. Her evenings were tied up in the library, leaving only time for a brief lunch and coffee date with her closest friends in Toronto. Rob's boat was now out of the water and she missed the Wednesday night race series.
Shannon had watched the interview, having been alerted by a text from Rob. Before seeing it, she knew intuitively that Joanne was a special talent and a unique woman. After the interview she was in absolute awe of her friend. The poise, the intelligence the rationality of her responses to some very tough questioning made her a star in Shannon's eyes.
Joanne was her role model of a professional woman. She was also beginning to feel that she was her ideal in all aspects. And now that she was chasing after her she couldn't help but admire the sleekness of Joanne's body in her black tights and pink t-shirt. Shannon's eyes moved around her body but steadily moved down to her tight and rounded bum.
Shannon was unsure of the ground she stood on with Joanne. The last time she had had sex with either Rob or Joanne was on the evening of her departure back to Calgary, now over five weeks in the past. And the drama preceding the very rough sex with Rob was over the revelation to Rob of her intimacy with Joanne, which really had only been one night of very very enjoyable love making at Joanne's home. Rob had been rocked by the revelation and the explicit and implicit message she had received that evening was that she had pushed them too far with her sexual neediness. But in reality, the older couple just wanted to acknowledge that they were on new ground in their three way relationship and they were concerned about everyone's emotional state. That was all. Joanne had even admitted that she had really enjoyed their love making. After Joanne's departure from Rob's home, he had ravished Shannon, releasing all the tension that had been building all evening in one very rough fucking of the young woman.
And Shannon had found the sex exhilarating, the scary edge adding to the effect. She had been taken and fucked hard. At twenty two, this had been a new experience and she was surprised at how her body and mind had responded. She wanted more from him.
But with Joanne she was more conflicted. She was unsure how Joanne was feeling. She had not alluded in any way to the intimate evening spent in her bed. At their lunch and coffee shop meetings Shannon's hug was returned by Joanne along with a peck on the cheek. Without really thinking Shannon had tried to graze her lips over Joanne's but she had turned her head away and provided a chaste brush of her cheek. Conversation was warm and friendly but the intimacies she had shared with Joanne were never acknowledged in any way.
Now, many weeks later, she had not slept with either of them. She was becoming edgy and was having difficulty focusing on her courses. In truth she was about to pop. Masturbation as an option for Shannon was there, but she had always felt a touch empty when it was over. Shannon loved the warm glow after sex and she reveled in the intimacy of the act and then being in the arms of her lover afterwards. She loved the human connection sex brought her.
But now she was horny and needed one of her lovers. Her tummy fluttered and her sex tingled as she swept her eyes over the beautiful dark haired woman running ahead. She wanted her but she didn't want to push Joanne into a relationship that the lawyer didn't want.
Was their lovemaking a once only experience to satisfy Joanne's curiosity about sex with a woman or was it based in affection for the young girl? Shannon sighed and shook her head. She didn't know how to find out and she wasn't sure that being aggressive was the right path. She wanted a signal from Joanne.
Shannon tried to draw her attention away from Joanne. Truly she was enjoying the run on the ravine pathway. They had passed families with kids, young people holding hands, couples just sitting on benches enjoying the crisp early fall day. But she was tiring fast.
Joanne finally pulled up after looking at her watch. "That's an hour. Do you want to go some more?"
"Oh wow! I'm done. Lets leave some energy for dinner tonight," Shannon replied.
The two women started back towards the parking lot at the head of the ravine. They chattered away for a while until startled by a roller blader who clipped Shannon on the shoulder..
"Hey don't you need a license for one of those things!" Shannon yelled at the retreating blader as she grabbed Joane's arm to steady herself. They continued on with Shannon linking her arm through Joanne's.
Shannon liked the feel of Joanne's body close to hers. Joanne was quiet but didn't pull away as Shannon chattered on about the first few weeks of Med school.
"Shifting topics, Shannon blurted out, "Sooo ... did Rob mention anything about the night before I left for home?"
"Do you mean after I left you two at his house?"
"Uh huh," Shannon said cryptically while holding Joanne close.
Joanne took a deep breath and replied, "He said you slept with him that night."
"Are you okay with that? I got the vibe that you thought we might ... have sex."
"Shannon, I thought we have cleared that up, that its okay for you and him to do that."
"Is that all we cleared up? What about you and I?"
"You and I what Shannon?
"You and I making love."
Joanne sucked in a breath and kept on walking. After a few minutes of silence Shannon said in a very quiet voice, "Am I making you uncomfortable? Should I drop the topic?"
"Shannon ...," Joanne started to speak, but then hesitated. She turned to look at the woman holding onto her arm. She looked into the impossibly blue wide eyes looking back at her questioningly. She looked at the beautiful features framed by the honey brown hair loosely tied in a pony tail. Her eyes followed down Shannon's body, drinking in the youthful curves of her breasts and hips, the long legs for such a short frame, the tight but shapely curve of her gorgeous ass.
Joanne began again, "Shannon, I find you sexy beyond all my comprehension." Joanne stopped walking and turned to Shannon, putting her hands on the smaller woman's shoulders. "I can't believe how much I want you. Its so new and powerful for me. What if I do surrender to that feeling, what future do we have together. And then there is Rob. I have no idea how a three way relationship is supposed to work. I just don't know ..." She finished by pulling Shannon into a hug, her nose buried in Shannon's hair. A family walked by them on the trail, the parents looking curiously at the two women entwined together, their kids oblivious.