by Amy Brent
Lapping up the stickiness between her thighs, Lorraine was happy to be serving the needs of another woman. The scratch marks along her thighs were made by a woman that had gone out of her mind with desire. “I have to say that is the one thing that was missing from my relationship with Lucy. She had her fair share of orgasms, but I’m primarily an audio type of girl. She wasn’t very vocal about the experience, but you really do know how to let it all hang out.” Lorraine touched her clit and saw her gyrate like that of a woman being touch with an electrical wire. She wet her finger and began to rub it incessantly, watching her legs begin to move and then her head thrashed from side to side.
“I can’t take much more of this… I think that you have opened the floodgates and there’s no way to close those doors anymore… YESSSSS.” Her eyes opened up and she lifted herself on her elbows with her chest thrusted out in obvious enjoyment. She was doing that with only her thumb. She fell back with an air of satisfaction surrounding her and then the touch of Lorraine’s lips ignited the blaze between her legs all over again.
“I don’t think that you really know what your body is capable of. It’s going to be my pleasure to find out for you and to share that with you in a more direct way. You need to come home with me, but I’m having way too much fun to let you walk out that door yet.” She got up and picked up the camera and began to take shots of her in her post orgasmic glow. She moved around and turned her into a subject for debate.
Tabitha playfully moved her hands in front of her face in embarrassment, but she really didn’t have the energy to stop her from capturing this for posterity. “I really don’t like having my picture taken. I rarely get anything that is good and sometimes it takes several photos to get the right one that puts me in a good light.” Her skin was covered with sweat and she felt like she had gone a few rounds with Mohammed Ali.
“I don’t think that you’re going to complain about these photographs. You look remarkable and you have this sense about you that I’ve never seen before. You’ve always been confident, but this is more feminine with a softer touch. You should really see these for yourself. Once you get one look, you’ll know that you will never be the same again.” Lorraine moved to a crouching position and showed her the photos that made her smile for the first time.
“I’m sure that you want me to help you out, but I really don’t know where to begin.” She was anxious to taste her wet little kitty. Tabitha’s panties were soaked and practically dripping with her excitement. “I’m sorry, but I really don’t have any experience. I’m always willing to learn something new. I also know what it means to take direction.”
Lorraine was surprising her, by getting dressed and not bothering to ask for anything in return. “I think that tonight is a good step to awakening something that you never knew was there. You probably felt that certain something when you were inexplicably attracted to a woman. I think that you might have got some secret joy out of watching two women making out or even going further than that. You look like a girl that would enjoy lesbian porn and maybe we should start with watching that together and let things progress from there. I also have this idea of sitting at your desk, while you are going down on me, while the whole office is busy doing your bidding.”
“I want that.” She blurted it out without even thinking about what she was saying. There was no putting that genie back in the bottle, especially after she had already told her in no uncertain terms that this was exactly what she wanted. The idea of licking Lorraine’s pussy, while outside that very office was her underlings would cause her to go crazy. “I can’t believe that you would leave me like this. I have to say that this teasing gesture of yours has certainly changed the landscape. I thought that I was the boss, but it appears that I’m not the only one that can teach things.”
Lorraine was thrilled that her boss was taken with her and that things had progressed in an almost natural way. This was the first time that she had been a little more dominating, but she found that it suited her. “I’ll see you tomorrow and I do believe that you have a lot of time to make up. Don’t even think about telling your boyfriend about any of this. This is our little secret and I want this to remain between us. If I even get wind that somebody knows, then all of this will disappear in the blink of an eye.” Lorraine left her boss lying there stupefied and completely unable to move for at least 30 minutes.
Chapter five
“I don’t know what happened, but I don’t want any excuses. All I want is results. You better make this right, or I’m coming down there personally. That’s right; I will personally come down there and oversee the entire operation. We don’t want these kinds of mistakes again.” Half of the magazine’s had been printed with a black line down the middle. Tabitha was called in the middle of the night, while she was still feeling the aftershock of what Lorraine had done.
“I’m sorry to say that your Intern Lorraine did not show up to work today. I called her, but it only went to voicemail. I think that maybe she is not exactly cut out for this type of work. It’s better that we find out now than later.” Timothy was gloating, almost like he had predicted that this was exactly what was going to happen. “I’m not going to tell you I told you so, but it doesn’t look like either one of us are able to make this decision.” Timothy was having a bit of fun at his ex wife’s expense. He enjoyed seeing her squirm, but it was the look on her face that seemed to make him take a step back.
“I’m sure that she has a good reason for being late. I don’t think that we have to send up the red flag right away. We give her a chance to explain herself and then maybe then we can get back to the business at hand. In fact, I think that you would be best served to take this little problem of ours and put it on your shoulders. I want you to go down to the main office where the publication is being printed and find out who’s responsible for this catastrophe.” He didn’t look happy about having to leave the comfort of his cushy office. This was part of his duties. He had to get used to having a woman to answer to.
Tabitha opened the door with her hands full of some of the magazine’s that she had pulled off the shelf personally this morning. It cost her a small fortune, but was worth it not to get this kind of black eye within the publication industry. She had called in some favors with friends that were now scouring the city to make sure that the mistaken copies didn’t see the light of day. Tabitha was disappointed in Lorraine. She certainly didn’t take her for the kind of girl that would walk away after a day on the job.
Tabitha placed those magazines on her desk and then gasped out loud at seeing Lorraine. It wasn’t just that she was there, but it was that she was wearing absolutely nothing, but a smile. Tabitha’s eyes narrowed in on her nipples, which were covered with this very deep rouge with the fragrance of strawberry wafting in the air. She started to move around the desk toward her, but Lorraine pointed towards the floor. “I think you know what I want. We discussed this and I do hope that you’re not somebody that forgets easily.” Tabitha backtracked towards the door, locking it and then falling on her hands and knees in a panther like pose. “Damn…that’s fucking hot, but I bet that your lips are going to feel amazing on me. I just hope that I can keep it down and not attract too much attention from outside in the office.”
Thinking quickly, Tabitha made a quick phone call to the secretary. “I want you to gather everybody into the boardroom on the second floor. Break out the sexual harassment seminar tapes. I think that we all need a refresher course on what it means to take things a little bit too far in the office.” Tabitha was smiling like the cat that ate the canary, before hypocritically moving underneath the desk and slithering into position between her legs.
“That was pretty smooth thinking, Tabitha. You did say that you were good with directions. Start with my toes and then work your way up. Do it slowly and make me feel your enthusiasm.” Lorraine was getting a bit of a swelled head. Having this kind of power was making her turn into something of a monster. “I want to see you suck my toes like you
would if you were going down on a man.” Tabitha was a little embarrassed, but she wasn’t about to turn down an offer like that.
“I was little worried…mmmm…that you decided that you weren’t going to show up.” Tabitha sucked on her big toe, looking up and seeing that Lorraine’s tight little hole was already juicy. It was a beacon and one that she was never going to be able to resist. “I love the way that you look at me. It makes me feel like anything is possible. Last night was not just some kind of fluke.” Tabitha moved slowly up her calf, leaving a trail of wetness that penetrated into her skin and made Goosebumps appear of Lorraine’s body.
“I… I…came…came in early when nobody was around. I found that in your haste to leave last night that you didn’t lock your office door. I slipped in and got a little bit more comfortable in your chair.” Lorraine had her hands on the arms of the chair. She didn’t want to spook a new member into this kind of lesbian loving. She was enjoying the way that her tongue ignited her sexual drive. It was already revving at a high momentum from the time that she slipped into the office and got naked.
Tabitha was moving closer and closer to the object of her desire. She wasn’t exactly sure what to do, but she had a feeling that it would come to her when it was necessary. She followed a certain technique by what a young lady had done to her last night. She touched on her clit, lashing at it repeatedly and seeing Lorraine spread her legs over the side of the chair to give her better access.
Lorraine slammed her fist up to her mouth, biting into her knuckle and leaving a penetrating indentation of her teeth in her own skin. She was moaning that she was doing her best not to say anything, as this inexperienced woman had shown that she was up for the task.
Tabitha prodded with her fingers against the opening and found the suction alone was able to make her go knuckle deep in one stroke. She was giving her this come hither motion with her finger over and over again, while circling her clit. She latched onto it with her tongue and her mouth sealed over top of it. She sucked and she fucked that little hole. She tasted the product of Lorraine’s arousal seeping out of her hole and down the two digits that had made quite the mess.
“I’m cumming… I’ve missed this, so fucking much that you don’t even know… AHHHHHH.” She barely got her fingers into her own mouth to stop the outcry of pleasure that was escaping her lips. Those fingers and her mouth were making her believe that maybe her past love did not hold a patent to her pleasure.
Tabitha found the spectacle of this young impressionable piece of ass cumming like a woman that hadn’t had the pleasure in a while to be quite enticing. She saw her juices and she had no choice, but to leave her clit. Suctioning her lips over Lorraine’s hole, she was able to capture more of that sticky nectar. To her, it was an aphrodisiac or maybe somewhat of an addiction that she never wanted to get off her back.
Lorraine had this fire in her eyes and she immediately pulled Tabitha by her hair from out from under the desk. She was in the perfect position to make her sit on that desk, while lifting her skirt, until it was around her waist. She saw no panties and she knew that Tabitha was well aware that today would be the day that she would be giving herself freely in the office.
“I haven’t had breakfast. I think that you might just have what I need to give me that jolt for the day.” Lorraine peeled back those fat lips, saw the opening winking at her and she stepped forward with the insistence of a woman that wanted to make another woman cum. She was slamming her face back and forth and making this squelching sound that was almost obscene.
Grabbing the stapler off the desk, Tabitha bit into it, while at the same time she held the gaze of Lorraine and the way that she was smiling like she was having the time of her life. She groaned and humped her ass up off the desk to push it flat against Lorraine’s face. She felt herself cumming again and she found herself lying flat on the desk with her head hanging over the side. Her eyes had rolled into the back of her head. When she finally came out of it, she saw Timothy standing at the door with a doughnut hanging from his mouth. Apparently, she didn’t turn the lock properly, but the look on his face was absolutely priceless.
Timothy had finally figured out what Tabitha’s problem was. There was no way that he could possibly compete with a woman that had access to the merchandise 24 hours a day seven days a week. At first he was jealous, but then he realized that having a boss that smiled every morning was better than a frown any day. He could only wish her well and hope that this office romance wouldn’t blow up in her face.
Lorraine and Tabitha agreed that this would be something that they would give each other from time to time. Tabitha soon left her boyfriend, but there were no tears, as they were only in it for the companionship.
The girls bought a place outside the city and away from prying eyes. It was secluded and they could scream their heads off and have nobody be the wiser that they were a couple. They weren’t exactly ashamed of what they were and they were happier than they have ever been in their lives.
LESBIAN – CAPTIVATED BY LOVE
CAPTIVATED BY LOVE
Leslie
Leslie was determined to get her life together, one way or another. She stood back looking at her reflection in the mirror. The make-up had covered the bruise under her eye, at least enough to make it seem like nothing. She wasn’t really sure why she was even in this relationship. She deserved better, at least she felt like it sometimes. Tony had been her everything for a long time now, giving her confidence as a woman and yet there was a delicate thread there, when he wasn’t making her important, he was dragging her back down in the dumps again.
She had been determined to never be with a man again after her first husband. She had met someone special, and although it hadn’t worked out, she knew that being with a woman was beautiful, and it suited her. Tony had accepted that part of her, although he kept a tight reign on who she hung out with because of it. She had given up that side of her to be with him, all because he promised her the world, only to break her down.
It wasn’t all emotional with Tony. True, he could say some of the most horrible things about her, what she needed to change and how she could be better. At 35, she was an average woman, her complexion tan and her hair long and dark. She used to laugh more, use to smile. Her frame was busty, and she was petite. For as long as she could remember she had been told it was the chocolate color of her eyes that were the most beautiful. She seemed to be able to read people easily with them.
At least she had work, something she loved. There she was part of a team, and part of something fun and uplifting. She was no stranger to hard work, she had spent most of her life working hard, whether it was for a company or for her family. Her days were filled with things to do. She stood now, straightening up her shirt and smoothing back her hair. Today she had to train some new people and she wanted to present herself with a smile, at least she had to try.
It was hard to tell where the last argument had started. Something simple had turned into something bigger. She knew he was angry that she wasn’t bringing in enough money, an issue with them most of the time. She wanted to tell him to stop spending it all on beer, but she knew that would get her another black eye. Instead, she quietly dealt with one thing after another, slowly losing more and more of herself in the relationship. Maybe soon she would make some decisions, better ones. Maybe she could get it together and finally be free of him. She shook her head to clear the thought.
He needed her, she had married him and he had been in more precarious situations with his drinking than she cared to recall. If she wasn’t there he would likely drink himself to death, or worse yet drive that way and get someone else killed. She was always there at night to get him in the bed, before he did anything foolish. He needed her, without her there is no telling where he would end up. She married him, and now he was her responsibility after all.
Sadly, with a woman things were completely different. She was weak and mild with Tony but in her other world she was the dominant one, and she
liked being the one in charge. There were days when she missed the happiness she had with a woman, and the touch of one as well.
Dorian
She frowned, picking up the binoculars again to peer outside the window into the car across the street.
“Come on you son of bitch.” She waited and watched.
She knew it was him, she had known it for a long time. Even still she felt like someone had kicked her in the stomach as she watched her husband walk out of the house, turning only to kiss that woman goodbye. She slumped down lower in her car, resting her head back against the seat. She had known deep down he was having an affair, every sign had been present and she had been a fool to think otherwise. She pulled out of the long road and headed home, unsure what to do now.
He was older than her by 14 years, and often referred to her as his trophy wife. He enjoyed the idea that she was younger, and more active than women his age. But it was becoming obvious that it was no longer enough for him. As they grew, she was doing everything she could to hold on. But he seemed to be doing nothing more than trying out newer models.
She was 28 now, and they had been married for 4 years. Most of the times had been great, he was an excellent lover, teaching her new and wonderful things about her body. He was dominant, and she loved that part of him. Being a part time musician, he was often on the road, and often playing with his band all over the state.
She had first confronted him about other women at a performance one night. It was a dive bar, nothing spectacular, but he had been alive on the stage, a part of why she loved him. As the night came to a close she watched him hug and chat happily with other women, often giving them his number as a way to “keep the business going”. She had believed him at first, until he had slowly stopped touching her. What had once been an active, healthy sex life had become once a month, and she knew something was wrong.