Free Lesbian Stepmother by Amy Polino, Audrey Hart

you’d better let me know!”
    Lonna sighed. “I guess you can show me when
dinner gets here.” She retrieved her glass and took a small
sip, offering it again to Abbie.
    Abbie took it and filled her mouth. She handed the
glass back and swallowed, grimacing. “Good stuff,” she
said.
    They kissed quickly and Lonna ruffled her hair. “I’ll
see you soon.”

    * * *

    When Lonna opened the bedroom door, Rick was standing
right there. He tried to look past her shoulder into the room, but
she slipped through quickly and closed the door behind her.
    “What the hell’s going on in there?”
    “What do you mean?”
    “You were in there for twenty minutes.”
    “I was talking to Abbie! You asked me to,
remember?”
    He shrugged, backing down the hall into the living
room. “I just wanted to know what she wanted to do for dinner.
I didn’t think you’d be in there that long.”
    Lonna was getting more disgusted with him. She sipped
from her nearly empty glass. “I’m trying to be civil
with her. We were just starting to get along, after all these
months, and you have to keep pounding on the door barking about
food.”
    “It’s getting late. I haven’t eaten
since noon.”
    “Well, order something then.” She pushed
past him and took a seat on the couch, feeling sick. She tried to
remember why she had married him and couldn’t.
    “So we’re not going out?”
    Lonna looked up at him. He looked pale and sweaty with
the sunlight streaming through the windows into his face. “She’s
furious at you. Didn’t you hear her telling you to go away?”
    He flapped his arms. “Yeah, but...we gotta eat.”
He studied her. “What were you two talking about for so
long?”
    “I told you. We were just starting to get along,
and I was trying to cheer her up. It’s her birthday,
remember?”
    He nodded. “Yeah. Well, what do you want for
dinner? We’d better order now, sometimes it takes them an hour
to deliver.”
    “Abbie said Chinese would be fine. She wants
something spicy with shrimp.”
    Rick spun toward the TV, grabbing a take-out menu from
the little shelf beside it. “Okay. I can do that. What about
you?”
    “Chicken. Also spicy. Whatever they call it.”
    He was studying the menu now, getting lost in the
details. “Okay. We want a number 22.” He found a pen
on the table and jotted a note on the menu. He continued studying
it. “And a number 31.” A quick scribble with the pen.
“And I’ll have the 16. You want egg rolls?”
    “Sure. Why not?”
    “Okay. I’ll get one for Abbie, too.”
He pulled out his cell phone and wandered into the kitchen.
    Lonna sighed, finishing her drink and settling back on
the couch, waiting.

Chapter 12

    When Rick came back from the kitchen, Lonna got up off
the couch and stepped past him, intent upon making herself another
drink. He glanced at the empty glass in her hand and decided to keep
his mouth shut. Lonna made the drink slowly, wasting as much time as
possible to avoid sitting with him. There were real concerns now,
issues that hadn’t existed only a single day before, and she
needed time to think them through. Stalling in the kitchen was only
a brief respite. She really needed a day or two alone.
    Well, maybe not completely alone. There was no doubt
in her mind that she wanted to pursue her relationship with Abbie.
It was by far the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her,
and she couldn’t imagine feeling more love toward anyone than
she currently felt toward her stepdaughter. The question was what
she was going to do about her marriage.
    She stirred her drink and set the spoon on the counter.
For the time being, she would simply have to endure it.
    When she returned to the living room, Rick was sitting
on the couch, leaning back and staring up at her. He seemed to have
no inner resources or any interests in doing anything at all, other
than eating, fucking and being a meddlesome pain in the ass. She
wondered again why she had married