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Agatha could think of better ways to spend her Saturday. Visiting a spa, having a shopping spree, curling up on her couch with a good book. Unfortunately, her neighbours had asked her to be godmother to their twins, and stupidly she agreed. And so, she was expected to attend their birthday party.
Luckily it was just next door, and the kids were all rugrats who mostly sat on the floor in a state of constant bewilderment. Still, Agatha couldn’t understand why they were having a party for a pair of newly appointed two years olds who didn’t know the difference from one day to the next.
Especially not to the extent Wanda had gone. She had been so busy that she’d barely had time to sit with the twins, so Agatha sat with Billy on her knee while Vision tried to wrestle with Tommy.
“Where’s she gone now?” Agatha asked him. “There can’t be much more to do surely.”
“She just talking to the entertainer,” Vision replied. “She’ll be out in a moment
Agatha sighed and looked down at Billy, moving his curls out of his eyes. Here she was, one of the best lawyers in the city, at the beck and call of the two troublemakers who would probably be the only children she’d ever have a hand in raising. And begrudgingly, she had come to quite like it.
Billy reached up and grasped her locket with his chubby fingers, and Agatha gently pried them away.
“Manners, young man,” she said as she tucked the locket under her shirt. Billy, however, was unphased.
“‘gatha,” he said. “‘gatha hug?”
Agatha made a show of sighing as she gathered him in her arms. “If you insist, birthday boy.”
She held him close, rocking him lightly until his mother finally came rushing into view.
“Sorry.” Wanda quickly scooped Billy up and sat down beside her. “We’re good to go.”
“Good, now just relax,” Agatha told her. “Who is this entertainer anyway?”
“We stumbled across her on YouTube, and the boys love her! She’s not got a big following, but she keeps them occupied. I found out she lived here in Westview, so I called her up!”
Agatha clicked her tongue. This performance would certainly be insufferable.
“Okay everyone,” Wanda called out, bouncing Billy on her knee. “Is everyone ready for Ms Noodle?”
The parents enthusiastically cheered as the kids clapped their hands, none of them having a clue what was going on. Agatha rolled her eyes. This was farcical.
Music began to play, and from the kitchen bounded out a woman with ridiculously long arms and legs, short brown hair falling in front of her face. She was wearing grey pants and a white shirt covered by a black and white plaid waist coat, topped off by a big red bow tie.
Once she reached the middle of the area Wanda had designated as ‘the stage’, the woman pushed the hair out of her face, and Agatha realized she was both the most ridiculous and attractive woman she had ever seen.
‘Ms Noodle’ waved to the audience, before making a show of straightening her tie, only for it to fall sideways. The kids (and some adults) laughed, but Agatha kept her lips pursed. She usually didn’t enjoy this kind of humour but watching her fail to set the tie right three times made her smirk, and she had to bite her lip when, after she seemed to finally set it straight, the tie began spinning uncontrollably.
Laughter filled the room as a flustered Ms Noodle eventually stopped her tie and made a show of sighing, surveying the audience.
She spotted Billy and Tommy and bowed, which made both boys giggle, before reaching into her pockets and pulling out some orange balloons. She made a show of blowing them up, and assembling them into a giant crown. For a moment, Agatha thought she was going to force both their little heads in it, yet as she went to give the crown over, Ms Noodle frowned. She exaggeratedly studied it, before miming her eureka moment, and pulled the crown in half, revealing two smaller versions.
Agatha looked over the balloon structures as they were handed to Wanda and Vision to place carefully on their sons’ heads. Tommy quickly reached up to touch his, while Billy stayed as he was, grinning at the ridiculous woman in total awe.
The music changed a little and Ms Noodle did a silly dance that exaggerated her long limbs, making them seem like spaghetti. Tommy was imitating her arms while Billy belly laughed along with his mother. Agatha smiled to herself. She was glad her godsons were enjoying themselves, and seeing their overjoyed faces almost made this entire farcical performance bearable.
Then, Ms Noodle’s eyes landed on her.
Blue locked on to deep brown, and Agatha’s heart jumped as she watched a soft smile appear on the entertainer’s lips.
With her hands behind her back, Ms Noodle made a show of approaching her shyly, before getting down on one before her. She brought a closed hand out from behind her back, and with a charming smile, she opened it up to reveal a single purple fake flower.
Agatha stared at it until Wanda nudged her, and she awkwardly took it from her palm. “Thanks.”
Ms Noodle grinned back at her, before continuing on with her act. The music changed to The Peanuts song, and she began to do the different character dances between magic tricks. She hand pulled a wand out of a kid’s ear and made it disappear, only for her to take her shoe off and shake it until the it fell out. She juggled while doing the Snoopy dance and somehow managed to catch every ball while hitting every beat. Agatha couldn’t deny the woman was talented, though why she wasted it playing the clown for a bunch of unpotty-trained children in a random living room was beyond her.
Just as the music was wrapping up, she began to pull a handkerchief from the pocket of her waistcoat- the classic old trick. She kept pulling and handkerchiefs of all colours kept coming, and coming, and coming before it finally pulled free. However, there was something tied to the end.
Agatha’s eyes widened.
It was her necklace.
Agatha reached for her neck and found it was indeed gone.
But Ms Noodle hadn’t touched her?
She’d barely even gotten close!
Ms Noodle untied the necklace and handed it back to her with a wink that made the kids giggle again. Agatha, however, was steaming.
Soon the show was done, and Ms Noodle bowed to enthusiastic applause.
Wanda handed Billy to Agatha before getting up to join Ms Noodle. “That was amazing, right guys?”
The kids babbled while the adults cheered. Agatha just bounced Billy on her knee, wishing this ordeal would finally end.
“Ms Noodle is going to stay a while longer, so make sure to go say hi!”
Agatah was the first out of her seat but stood back as Billy and Tommy had their time with their new hero. She watched the exchange, how Ms Noodle smiled and how the boys giggled, and soon her anger settled into annoyance. Still, once she saw an opening to intercept the entertainer, she dove right in.
“How did you take my necklace?”
Ms Noodle tapped her nose, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. Agatha’s narrowed.
“I’m not one of the kids. You can talk to me.”
Ms Noodle made a show of locking her lips and throwing away the key.
“You’re infuriating!” Agatha accused, but that only made Ms Noodle smirk. With a frustrated huff, she stormed off. She couldn’t wait to be out of this toddler nightmare.
Rio Vidal loved her job. Well, jobs plural. Ms Noodle wasn’t enough to pay the bills. But she loved to act, loved to entertain and inspire. Whether it be doing Shakespeare or playing a kids birthday party, as she was that Saturday.
The gig had been a success. Wanda had been lovely, and the twins were adorable, as were all the other kids that clapped their little hands and grinned toothy as they laughed at her silliness. What she hadn’t expected, however, was for one of the moms to be really fucking hot.
She’d spotted her pretty much straight away, sat beside Wanda with her arms crossed like she didn’t want to be there. With thick brown hair that was both neat yet untamed, the most perfect fucking nose that she was instantly obsessed with, and eyes that were so piercing that Rio swore she was hypnotized the moment their gazes locked.
It was the occupational habit of being a lesbian kid’s entertainer. Sometimes she got distracted by the hot moms who had a whole husband and nuclear family at home. This one was different though. She was the kind of woman Rio would have on her mind for days. Weeks even. The kind of goddess that only existed in films and fashion magazines. Yet there she’d been. Right there in front of her, so close but so out of reach.
Perhaps she had played up to her a bit, and perhaps she had taken it too far, yet she couldn’t help it. Though her commitment to the role hadn’t allowed her to talk to her properly, their one-sided conversation left her content enough, even if she had to watch her dream woman walk away and out of her life as soon as she arrived.
Wanda’s boys were tuckered out by the time the last guests left, and she asked Rio to wait while she and Vision put them down for a nap. Rio didn’t mind. She had another party that evening, but it was only across town, so she had time.
Rio waited in the kitchen, Wanda having shoved a glass of lemonade in her hand before rushing off. She was sipping it while staring out of the window when she heard someone enter the kitchen.
She looked round, expecting Wanda to have returned, yet instead she came face to face with the hot mom.
“Oh,” the woman said when she spotted her. “It’s you.”
“Yep.” Rio smiled awkwardly. “Hi.”
“So you can talk now?”
Rio bowed her head. “Sorry, I don’t break character in front of the kids.”
“And the character doesn’t speak?”
“She’s a mime, like Charlie Chaplin.”
“Are you a Chaplin fan?” the woman asked, and Rio shrugged.
“I appreciate his craft.”
“That wasn’t a yes.”
Rio smiled. “No, it wasn’t.”
The woman watched her closely. “What are you still doing here?”
“Wanda said she’d pay me once she’d put the boys down for their nap.”
“You’re taking cash?”
“No, I have a card reader for my phone.”
“Very professional.” The woman leant against the kitchen counter and folded her arms. “So, is Ms Noodle your legal name or…”
“No,” Rio answered with a chuckle. “It’s Rio.”
“Rio,” the woman tested the name on her tongue, and the sound filled her stomach with butterflies.
“Yeah, what about you?”
“Agatha,” she answered. “The godmother.”
“Nice to meet you, Agatha.”
“You too, Rio,” Agatha replied. “Now I must ask again, how did you get my necklace.”
“A good magician never reveals their secrets.”
“But that wasn’t a slight of hand. You got nowhere near me.”
Rio shrugged. “I’m like in the top 10% of magicians.”
“Then why aren’t you on TV? If you can pull of tricks like that, you’d have a residency in Vegas in no time.”
Rio grimaced. “I prefer what I’m doing now.”
“Playing kids parties?”
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
“Adults question, kids believe.”
“Okay, Miss Creative Integrity.”
Rio laughed. “My integrity went away a long time ago.”
That made Agatha smile, and soon she was walking across the kitchen to stand before her. “Why did you give me the flower?”
“I always choose the prettiest mom in the room.”
Agatha raised her eyebrows. “So you give all the ladies flowers?”
“Nope, I usually pull pennies out of their ears.”
That made Agatha laugh. “I bet they love that.”
Rio shrugged. “Not my best pick-up line, but most of them are married with kids so…”
“But you gave me a flower?”
“I did.”
“I could have been married with kids.”
“I know.”
Agatha stared at her for a minute, before smirking. “I neither married, nor have kids.”
“You’re still the hottest mom I’ve tried to impress at one of these things.”
Suddenly, Rio found herself pulled forward, Agatha kissing her fiercely as she pulled them both back against the fridge. She yelped in surprise but soon sank into the kiss. Into Agatha’s taste, warmth and smell. Fuck, this woman was a walking, talking fantasy.
Agatha pulled away. “So you think I’m a hot mom, huh?”
“I thought you were,” Rio answered breathlessly. “A mom, I mean. I know you’re fucking hot.”
Agatha pulled Rio closer, their bodies pressing harder against each other. “Wanna try knock me up, Ms Noodle?”
Rio raised her eyebrows. Not only was Agatha fucking hot, but she was also kind of freaky. Where had this woman been all her life?!
Playing alone, Rio kissed her fiercely. “You want me to do it here? In your friend’s kitchen?”
“Yes.” Agatha took Rio’s hand and slid it under the waistband of her slacks. “Fuck, I haven’t done anything like this since college.”
“What? Fuck a stranger?”
Agatha groaned and nodded. “Please, Rio. We don’t have much time.”
Rio nodded and slid her hand into her underwear, biting her hips at the wetness. She slid her fingers inside, confident Agatha was already prepped to take her. She set a steady rhythm, watching as Agatha tipped her head back against the fridge.
“You like that, huh?” Rio said with a smirk of her own. “We’ve only just met properly like two minutes ago and I’m already inside you.”
Agatha’s walls squeezed around her and her smile grew. This woman was seriously unreal.
“Is this what you want, Agatha?” she continued. “Me fucking a baby in you even though we’re total strangers. I don’t even know your last name, but I know what it’s like being inside you.”
“Fuck yes,” Agatha gasped. “Fuck, please, Rio. Give it to me.”
“Oh, I will,” Rio promised, angling her own hips to grind against Agatha’s thigh. “Fuck, Agatha. Going to knock you up so good.”
Agatha began to thrust against her, the movement giving Rio the perfect stimulation. “Come on, baby. Come inside me.”
And, like a total fucking loser, Rio came. It was embarrassing, humiliating, and totally fucking good. Luckily, she felt Agatha’s walls spasm around her, coming with equal intensity as wetness covered her fingers.
Rio swore this was the closest she would ever get to the divine.
As they came down from their high, Rio became aware of footsteps coming down the stairs. She quickly pulled her hands from Agatha’s pants. She sucked her fingers into her mouth, keeping her eyes locked with Agatha as she tasted her.
She wished she could get down on her knees and worship Agatha properly. To taste her straight from the source, and marvel at her writhing body from between her legs. Yet she had a gig, Agatha was there to help Wanda clean up, and this had been…this had been a case of pure impulsive desire.
She’d never done anything like that before, so impulsive and reckless, yet it had been worth it. Fuck, she’d be reliving those moments for the rest of her life.
Agatha, flushed and breathless, staggered over to where Rio had left her lemonade and downed it in one, keeping her back turned as Wanda entered the kitchen.
“Thanks for waiting, Rio. Come through and I’ll find my card.”
Rio followed Wanda out of the kitchen, glancing back at Agatha as she went.
“Te veo,” she said in farewell, and Agatha gave her an acknowledging nod.
And that was that.
Rio believed she wouldn’t see Agatha again, and their brief crossover in life was over. Yet unknown to either of them, their moment of lust would bind them forever.