Hot for Talia

by Julian Bloom

  The magnetic electricity finally gave way.

  They began violently clinging to each other as they kissed with total abandon, completely forgetting anything else that could be happening around them. Natasha then got down on her knees along with Sylvia and laid her down so that she was on top of Sylvia. Natasha ran her impeccably manicured hand along Sylvia’s whole flank, grasping her curves, experiencing the way that her breasts were shaped, and savoring the delicious moment. She kissed with breathless abandon until she found her fingers pinching the left nipple of this hot woman in front of her.

  Suddenly pulling her face away, Natasha, visibly shaken, whispered “You’re my employee, what are we doing?”

  “This!” Sylvia gasped, snatching her boss’s hand back to the crisp pastel red point at the center of her breast. She reached her face up to meet her lips to Natasha’s, but Natasha pulled away once again.

  “No, I mean…” Natasha said, distressed, becoming more frantic than Sylvia thought possible. She got abruptly off of Sylvia and sat on the floor, stunned, opposite of her as Sylvia repositioned her own body to mimic Natasha’s stance.

  “I know…” Sylvia said sadly, deflated - still anxious, still wanting, but now more clear. She didn’t want to consider the implications of what they were doing, all she wanted to do was kiss her forever.

  “I don’t think we can do this,” Natasha said.

  “But we already are!” Sylvia replied, wanting Natasha even more.

  “I know,” Natasha replied, “But... I mean, you know, you’re my subordinate. It’s unprofessional. It’s unethical.”

  “But don’t you think… I mean, there’s going to be even more tension between us now,” Sylvia said.

  “I know. You’re right.”

  “So what do we actually do about it?”

  “Okay, I have…umm…a bit of a nafarious idea,” Natasha said, crinkling her face in depravity at the thought, “What if we just have one wild night? Get all of that sexual tension out. Then we can move back to being colleagues. We’ll never talk about it again. I’ll clear up the rumors and we can just go on without all that tension.”

  Sylvia tipped her head smiling at the suggestion. She liked it, simply because she was just so attracted to Natasha. She wanted her so badly that she was completely unable to consider refusing the offer. But still… she was drunk on their passion, but becoming sober enough to wonder if it was really a good idea. What if it just made things harder?

  “I don’t know… Do you really think that’s a good idea?” Sylvia said. She found herself hesitant despite how much she wanted to do this.

  “Well, what do you think? I feel like it might just clear things up for us so that we can proceed as we should. I feel like if we have all of this sexual tension, it’s just going to build up and build up until something happens. Or the other workers in the office will continue to see how attracted we are to each other and start to redouble up the rumors.”

  “But what if it doesn’t work?” Sylvia said.

  “Well, I can keep my end of the bargain if you can,” Natasha said, unable to contain the flirtatiousness of looking into Sylvia’s eyes, “Besides, one night of fun can’t hurt, right?”

  “I guess so…” Sylvia responded, “I’ll think about it and get back to you over the weekend or something?”

  “Okay,” Natasha said gently, putting her hand comfortingly on Sylvia’s. But it didn’t abate any feelings, it relieved nothing, all the gesture served to do was cause Sylvia to want Natasha even more, just at the touch alone.

  “Okay,” Sylvia responded in turn, smiling at Natasha.

  “You have my cell,” Natasha said, “Just call me up if you decide that’s what you want.”

  “Okay,” Sylvia said.

  They left it at that, and Sylvia went home to contemplate the deal.

  Chapter 4

  Sylvia got home and set her keys down. She immediately went to her bedroom, tugging at the zipper on her dress until it finally slid down along her back. She swapped her dress out for some pajama shorts, a loose tank top, and her pair of fuzzy pink slippers. As she flopped down on the couch and flipped the TV on, she couldn’t help but think about everything that had just happened.

  She thought about the office rumors, but it made her stomach tighten. She felt embarrassed and ashamed, but at the same time, deep within her, she knew that it did not matter. It just didn’t. They were wrong that she got her job by doing that. She knew that Natasha hadn’t just hired her because she was attractive. She hired her because she was the best person for the job, and she knew that. But it still upset her to think about it.

  She thought about what Natasha said about talking to the rest of the staff. Of course she wanted Natasha to address it with the rest of the staff. She intuitively trusted that Natasha would do a good job: she knew these people, she has been working with them for quite some time, and Sylvia was sure that Natasha would easily be able to handle the situation properly and efficiently. It still made her nervous, though. She was afraid of what everyone would think, even though she knew it was stupid. As she thought about it, she thought about how it might be better for Natasha to talk to them in person: it might make the others consider it more carefully. She decided that would most likely be best.

  But that just got her thinking about the other offer… the deal that Natasha had proposed. She wanted to give in so badly, but she was nervous that it might not be the best choice.

  She was so attracted to Natasha and so much wanted to make out with her, but she just wasn’t sure. If she had sex with Natasha, she would not be able to just turn those feelings off. Then again, she was not sure if she could let her feelings for Natasha go regardless. The one memory they shared was the best kiss Sylvia ever had, and she couldn’t help but crave more.

  Suddenly, she became incredibly caught up in fantasizing about everything she had just experienced. The way that Natasha had kissed her and felt her body. It turned her on. She wanted Natasha so badly. When she left the room she wanted to turn back and kiss Natasha more. She wanted to touch her body. She really wanted to taste her pussy. She wanted to feel Natasha’s sweet, wet soft slippery pussy against her tongue, to dig her hands into Natasha’s thighs as she looked up at Natasha squirming in ecstasy.

  She sunk deep into the couch, thinking about Natasha. She closed her eyes and suddenly found herself with her hand down her shorts, not fully masturbating, just playing with herself a little, while thinking of Natasha. It was almost subconscious, she barely even noticed that she was doing it, but she began to feel her clit between her fingers, squeezing it and putting pressure on it. It throbbed when she remembered the visual of Natasha’s tied hands. The TV was on, but she was completely unable to pay any attention to it whatsoever. Her eyes unfocused. She couldn’t stop thinking about Natasha and how breathtakingly hot their make-out session was. She wanted more to happen so badly. Maybe she should take Natasha up on her offer…

  She picked up her phone from the coffee table and looked at it before swiping her thumb across the screen to unlock it. She flipped through her contacts until she landed on Natasha’s name. She sat there, staring at it for several moments before clicking the button to write a new message.

  She closed her eyes, thumb poised over the keypad. She wanted this so badly. She finally gave in and typed out a message telling Natasha that she was down for the proposition that she had made earlier. “Let’s do this,” she ended the message, adding a winking smiley face.

  ;)

  Natasha replied just a few minutes later asking if Sylvia was free that same night. Sylvia smiled, eyes opening wide at the message and let Natasha know that she was, in fact, free that evening and would love to get together! Within two minutes Natasha replied with her address, saying to meet her over at her place.

  Grinning widely, Sylvia jumped up to go change. As she flipped through her closet, she texted Natasha that she would be there within the hour. She had just changed into her pajamas, but didn’t
mind getting dressed again for this sort of occasion.

  She rummaged through her underwear drawer until she found a pair of black lace panties and a black bra that matched perfectly. She smiled as she slipped her shorts off and pulled the lingerie on. Her shirt dropped to the floor and she slipped her bra on, reaching around her back to clasp it. She flipped through her closet trying to decide what to wear on top. She figured a simple dress would do the trick. Finally, she found the perfect one. It was just a simple black dress that was comfortable and slipped over her head easily, but it fit her perfectly and showed off her little perky bust nicely with a plunging neckline. Adjusting her dress in the mirror, she smiled at her reflection, excited for the evening to come.

  Chapter 5

  Natasha was patiently waiting for Sylvia to show up at her apartment. She tidied up all of her messes, even just shoving some clothes that had been on the floor into her closet to keep up the appearance that she was a neat and tidy housekeeper. She went to the mirror and put on a thin layer of lipstick, even though she knew it would be smeared all over the girl for whom she’d applied it posthaste.

  Finally the doorbell rang and Natasha jumped up and rushed to the door, but paused for a moment because she remembered a lady never rushes to the door. When she opened the door, she was smiling wide. She was glad to see Sylvia and she had been just as horny as Sylvia, due to their previous little meeting. Natasha was older and had more experience in the area of love, so she had much more control over herself. But now was the time to let go of that control and to allow passion to take over both of them, time to totally and completely indulge in each other.

  When the door closed behind Sylvia, Natasha stopped her and kissed her hard on the mouth. She was surprised when Sylvia returned the kiss with much more passion than she had anticipated, but it pleased her and more importantly, it turned her further on. Sylvia’s passion and aggressiveness was very seductive. Natasha felt like she was purely unable to resist Sylvia’s charms. Before this evening, she had been so tempted by Sylvia, but had tried so hard to resist and act like everything was normal. Now she wouldn’t have to do that at least for one night. Hopefully that would get it out of both of their systems and they could go back to working together as they should.

  Sylvia was now pulling Natasha close to her, kissing her passionately. Natasha put her hands on Sylvia’s pronounced hips, feeling the thin fabric and how it bunched up between her fingers and Sylvia’s smooth skin as she moved her hands against Sylvia’s body, just feeling how smooth she was and the way her curves blended into each other. Sylvia kept pulling Natasha closer until she had pinned herself against the wall before Natasha. Their bodies were close, every inch that they could manage was touching each other’s body… ankles, thighs, hips, bellies and breasts.

  As Natasha continued kissing Sylvia, she bunched Sylvia’s dress up in her hand, hiking it up to reveal her soft thighs so that she could run her hands over them and slip her fingers underneath the waistband of her black lace panties, moving her hands up to feel the skin on her hip bones. Skimming her fingers along Sylvia’s pussy, she lifted up the other side of the dress. She swiftly pulled the black lace panties down to her high heeled shoes, getting onto her knees to pull them all the way down.

  Natasha looked up at Sylvia and smiled seductively while gradually inching her face towards Sylvia’s bare pussy. Sylvia moved one foot to step out of her panties and position her legs in a wider stance so that Natasha could more easily get to what she wanted. She was drooling, underneath, literally dripping due to the anticipation. Natasha stuck her tongue out and slipped it in between her pussy lips as she felt Sylvia’s clit with the tip of her tongue, gently moving it back and forth and playing with the sweet pearl between her lips. She took the thread of moisture in her mouth and drank it in.

  Natasha slid her hands up along Sylvia’s entire legs, feeling the curves of her calves going into her thighs as she looked up at Sylvia to enjoy the shiver of pleasure that Sylvia had on her face as she leaned her head back, reveling in the ecstasy. It made Natasha smile before she went back to burying her face deep into Sylvia’s pussy. She placed her hand along the inside of Sylvia’s thigh and teased her with the tips of her fingers as she brushed them gently across her vulva which made Sylvia shutter with pleasure and crave even more. She kept teasing Sylvia and buried her tongue deeper in between Sylvia’s lips, licking up her ample juices and feeling the soft moisture of the sensitive skin on her inner labia. The very act of eating pussy turned Natasha on so much. It was one of her favorite activities in the bedroom.

  She could tell that Sylvia was getting antsy. This position did not quite allow for certain things, so Natasha gracefully stood back up and kissed Sylvia on the mouth.

  “Mmmm,” Sylvia moaned, “That… tastes… good.”

  “I know,” Natasha meowed, sliding her hand around Sylvia’s waist, “Let’s move over to the bedroom.”

  “Mmhmmm. It’s like you read my mind!” Sylvia said as she smiled flirtatiously at Natasha, studying her lips as they rested their foreheads together so that their noses lined up.

  Natasha grabbed Sylvia’s hand as they playfully pranced to the bedroom, smitten, smiling at each other the whole way. When they got there, Natasha climbed onto her bed and stood on her knees, anticipating Sylvia. Sylvia did the same and they kissed like that for a moment before Sylvia gently pushed Natasha down onto the bed and climbed on top of her, kissing her stomach, between her much larger breasts, her neck, until she got to Natasha’s mouth, which she kissed hungrily and with much passion. The lipstick she’d applied earlier was long gone.

  She slid Natasha’s shirt up, putting her palm underneath it and feeling the sweetness of Natasha’s skin. She ran her hand over Natasha’s stomach. Her stomach had a nice natural curve to it; Sylvia liked the way that she had just the perfect amount of pudge at her hips and how it transitioned onto her naturally cinched waist and lightly padded ribcage. She was an hourglass. And then her breasts… Sylvia could have spent all night just touching them. She thought that they were probably a C or D cup, but they were so round and perfect and the way that they curved into her chest was absolutely perfect and entirely the sexiest.

  Sylvia wrapped her arms around Natasha’s back so that she could unclasp the bra. Natasha complied and arched her back so that it was lifted off the bed and Sylvia’s hands could more easily make their way to the bra clasp. With that, Natasha lifted her shirt up all the way and pulled it and her open bra over her head and discarded them to the side of the bed.

  Sylvia dove face first into Natasha’s breasts, kissing them sweetly, feeling the plumpness of them in between her lips, then sliding her tongue along them. It made Natasha moan and she unintentionally arched her back up, which just pressed her bosom more deeply into Sylvia’s face. This pleased Sylvia.

  As Sylvia played with Natasha’s wide translucent nipples, both pierced with thin silver rings, with her little pink tongue rosy lips, she reached her hand down, sliding it seductively along Natasha’s body until she was at the waistline of Natasha’s skirt. Sylvia slipped her hand down the skirt and began rubbing Natasha’s swollen clit through her panties. They felt soft and silky, and when she looked down she saw that they were a deep, dark sexy red. She could feel that her panties were already moist as she ran her fingers down from her clit to where she was spread open.

  Suddenly, Sylvia moved down in between Natasha’s legs and pulled her skirt and panties down in one swift, fluid movement. Natasha bent one leg, pulling her foot through the skirt and panties so that it was at least most of the way off. It was fine if it was still on her other leg; it allowed her to spread her legs and for Sylvia to sit between them and dip her head down to meet Natasha’s pussy with her mouth. She liked the way that Natasha tasted: sweet, tangy. It tasted like strawberries in sunshine. She licked her whole pussy with a wide flat tongue, up and down, just feeling the curves and intricacies that the woman’s pussy held. She had her hands on Natasha’s inner thighs, keepi
ng them spread apart as she twitched her legs from the pleasure that Sylvia was creating for her.

  Sylvia looked up from the wonders of Natasha’s cunt to see how she looked, to gauge how she felt. As she expected, Natasha was gently smiling, squirming, and enjoying the immense pleasure that Sylvia was causing. Sylvia slid her hands along the insides of Natasha’s thighs, getting closer to her pussy. She wanted to tease Natasha, but at the same time she couldn’t resist the urge to touch it, to feel how wet and soft it was. She craved it like she craved chocolate.

  Surely enough, her pussy was dripping wet. She inserted one finger to start with and moved her finger in and out, lightly massaging around the opening of her pussy. Natasha moaned and began to breathe heavily. Sylvia smiled at Natasha’s reactions; it turned her on so much to see Natasha like that. She began moving her finger a little faster, grazing her G spot which just made Natasha’s breathing more deep as she gasped at the pleasure.

  “I want…” she took a deep breath “two fingers now…” Natasha moaned as she began thrusting her hips towards Sylvia’s fingers. Sylvia smiled at the suggestion and put her second finger into Natasha, filling her pussy with more girth so that her fingers were feeling the skin of Natasha’s pussy at all angles. It felt good to have Natasha’s tight warm pussy wrapped so softly around her fingers.

  Sylvia continued moving her fingers in and out harder, faster. Natasha was clearly enjoying the new sensations as she was rocking her hips back and forth, getting Sylvia’s fingers deeper and deeper into her pussy. Noticing how Natasha was wanting more, Sylvia straightened herself up to get in a more comfortable position so that she could better finger the sexy vixen before her. She leaned over Natasha’s body slightly, thrusting her fingers deeper into her pussy and grinning wide at Natasha’s reaction now that she could more fully see Natasha’s body twisting and turning from the pleasure.