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by Julian Bloom


  It turned Sylvia on so much that she reached her other hand down and began rubbing her own clit. Natasha noticed out of the corner of her eye and smiled widely with a sigh. She enjoyed the ways in which Sylvia was moaning from both the giving and receiving of pleasure.

  Sylvia went on like that for a while, finger fucking Natasha to her heart’s desire and rubbing her clit rapidly until she dipped her fingers into her pussy and began fingering herself, getting deeper and deeper into both of their bodies in unison.

  Once Natasha noticed how vigorously Sylvia was fucking herself, she lifted her shoulders up and wrapped her arms around Sylvia’s neck, bringing her closer and kissing her passionately. Natasha turned onto her side, letting Sylvia’s body fall next to her. She reached for Sylvia’s pussy and began rubbing her clit, moving her fingers along her inner labia until Sylvia was moaning with the change in pace. Finally, Natasha dipped her own fingers into Sylvia’s pussy, filling it up with the width of her two fingers. Sylvia gasped, sinking into the pleasure and fingering Natasha as well.

  They moved their bodies so that they were intimately close together as they made love to each other, grinding their hips into each other. They kissed as they fucked, kissing each other gently and hungrily. They were both oozing passion and enjoying the pleasure in each other.

  Natasha was fingering Sylvia with her first two fingers and rubbing her clit with her thumb like an expert. It was making Sylvia moan and she began thrusting her hips harder so as to allow the immense pleasure she was experiencing take over. She was getting closer to having an orgasm with each and every single thrust.

  Finally, her body became suddenly hot and the pressure built up at a faster pace, her body tightening with the anticipation of an intense orgasm. A few minutes of increasing pleasure piled on before she finally came.

  Her body shook hard as she let her fingers slip out of Natasha’s when she got lost in her orgasm. Her whole body was in spasm with pleasure as she was uncontrollably moaning and gasping - yelling at its peaks, with each and every pulsation of this orgasm. Natasha watched Sylvia’s pleasure explode with the power of her fingers, and in response continued to finger her deeper and faster, moving her finger in gentle ovals so as to stimulate as much of her pussy as she could. And it was working. Natasha pushed Sylvia so that she was on her back and Natasha could use her other hand to vigorously rub her clit, both riding and stimulating wave after wave of sensation.

  Sylvia reached up and dug her fingers into the sheets, just focusing on controlling her body enough so that she wasn’t moving her hips out of Natasha’s way. Natasha noticed how she was struggling to control her body which couldn’t help but thrash around with the intensifying long orgasm, so she pinned her legs down as best she could with her arms to keep her from clenching her thighs together.

  Finally, with a few last gasps and a couple of squeaks, Sylvia’s body gradually began to relax as this earth shattering climax came to a close. Natasha moved her body up to kiss Sylvia and cuddle her for a few moments while Sylvia caught her breath, smiling and laughing.

  “Oh my god, that was amazing, that was the most amazing orgasm, oooh my god,” Sylvia purred over and over between deep breaths.

  Natasha, smiling like the cat who caught the canary, drew Sylvia closer to her with her arms wrapped around the beautiful woman who she had just made explode.

  Once Sylvia had caught her breath, she pushed Natasha onto her back with a moan and kissed Natasha’s bare body all the way down to her pussy and began rolling her tongue around Natasha’s clit. Natasha laid back and gasped loud with the sudden pleasure. The pause in attention just made Sylvia’s tongue feel all that much more powerful and pleasurable. Her clit felt sensitive and the pleasure built up quickly when Sylvia licked her clit up and down in between fits of sucking on it.

  Natasha clung to the bedsheets and Sylvia smiled up at her, putting her hands on Natasha’s inner thighs, gently digging her fingertips into the soft flesh. She began to move her tongue wildly around Natasha’s whole crotch, licking every bit that she could in a chaotic fashion.

  It did the trick as Natasha began gasping louder and louder with the pleasure that Sylvia was so vividly creating for her. She noticed that Natasha’s hands were gripping more tightly onto the sheets, so she moved her hand down along Natasha’s thigh and teased her opening with her fingertips for just a moment, letting the anticipation build up before she slid her fingers slowly into Natasha’s pussy.

  “Oh god, yeah. Holy fuck… do it… Just like that,” Natasha purred. Sylvia smirked and continued lapping away at Natasha’s pussy as she pulled her fingers slowly in and out of her.

  “Oooh, oh god, oh fuck yeah, Holy fuck” Natasha moaned, jerking her hips ever so slightly, “Oh god, oh god, oh god, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck, wow, WOW. FUCK!” she began screaming.

  Sylvia took this as a signal to begin fingering her harder and faster, which was precisely what Natasha needed to cum. She was panting heavily and moaning- whispering “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” over and over again. She was totally silent for a single small fraction of a second, then immediately tensed her whole body, and through clinched teeth said, almost nonchalantly “I’m coming” She shook her amazing body once more as this wave encompassed her wholly and went limp. Sylvia was overtaken with how incredibly sexy Natasha was. It turned her on so much despite the fact that she was already satisfied. They didn’t know this, but they were both impressed that the other cracked their orgasmic ‘combination lock’ so effortlessly.

  Natasha pulled Sylvia close to her for a deep and passionate kiss. They collapsed with exhaustion next to each other.

  “Oh god… that was good,” Natasha sighed, “Do you smoke cigarettes?” she said, turning towards Sylvia.

  “Yeah, that sounds great,” Sylvia purred.

  Natasha leaned over and reached for the nightstand where she had a pack of Nat Sherman’s and pulled out two cigarettes. She lit her own cigarette in between her two red manicured fingers as Sylvia watched the flame illuminate her face with a yellow-orange light as she inhaled the smoke and exhaled a cloud of wispy smoke.

  She offered the other to Sylvia and held out the flame from the lighter to light her cigarette. Sylvia leaned close to the light, inhaling with the crinkle of the tobacco ember.

  They laid like that, in each other’s arms with their cigarettes blowing smoke and talking about how amazing the sex that they just had was. After they had finished their cigarettes, they cuddled and gently felt each other’s cunts and breasts and thighs. They lay like that until they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

  In the morning, they awoke at the same moment. They looked into each others eyes, knowing this was more than just pure sex. This was romance.

  Sylvia was sad to leave, but knew that was the deal they had made. Natasha said goodbye to her with one last kiss before she exited the apartment in that black dress and made her way home.

  Chapter 6

  Monday, they both went back to work. Sylvia had spent all weekend thinking about the sex that they had. It was so hot; she had never had sex with someone that felt so good or connected to such an extent. She knew what the deal was, but she wanted to see how Natasha would act towards her when they got back to work. There was no way that she could go back to things the way they were and ignore the incredible night that they shared together.

  But Natasha went on acting professionally, keeping her distance from Sylvia. Natasha talked to the rest of the staff and confirmed with them that there was “nothing going on” and that they “needed to stop spreading those rumors”, and that they needed to show respect to their superior that they had been belittling and humiliating so much. Besides, what they implied as wrong, had actually been one of the main impetuses for what happened that night.

  Things at the office were better in terms of the other employees. Sylvia was feeling more comfortable in her position, but she still wanted Natasha. She tried flirting with Natasha and getting close to her, but Natasha deflected these
advances. Sylvia knew that was what they had agreed upon, but she wanted to impress Natasha and show her that they were meant to be together. She felt so connected to Natasha and she was confused how Natasha didn’t clearly see they were meant to be together.

  Time went on and Natasha continued to act normally. It came time for the summer fashion show of which Sylvia was in charge. She decided she would work hard to make it the best fashion show that she could.

  She worked longer hours to get ready for the show. Since her subordinates were finally respecting her authority, she was able to get them to help a great deal, but still much of the pressure fell on her to organize and pull everything together.

  Finally, the time for the show came up. Sylvia was confident that Natasha would be impressed with her work. She’d wanted to prove herself in the industry, but she had even more reason to do that now. She wanted to prove her skill, and her love, to her boss.

  So, she put on the most incredible fashion show that the company had ever seen. The setting was amazing, there were classy decorations everywhere. The models were superb and displayed each and every garment with suave perfection.

  She even set up the after-party, which was also splendid. There were Christmas lights liberally sprinkling the setting and adding a soft glow to the summer night. It was held outdoors since the summer had come and was making the air and the evenings pleasantly warm.

  When Sylvia saw Natasha approaching her at the after party, her heart skipped a beat. She had a plan and it was time to put it into action.

  “Sylvia, that show… was amazing… and this after party? It’s perfect!” Natasha exclaimed, “I am so proud of the immense progress you’ve made working here.”

  “Thank you. I couldn’t have done it without you,” Sylvia replied. She had been hoping Natasha would say that. She knew her work was incredible since she had been working so hard on it for so long.

  “It’s just… it’s so good,” Natasha said, looking around at the beautiful setting, spreading her toned arms and gesturing to the set.

  “Hey, do you think that we could go somewhere a little more private for a moment?” Sylvia said.

  “Sure, is everything alright?” Natasha replied, unsure of why Sylvia wanted to talk privately. She was worried maybe the other employees were giving her a hard time again, but she also had a feeling that Sylvia hadn’t quite let go of the evening that they had spent together.

  “Yeah, everything’s fine, I just want to talk,” Sylvia replied cheerfully.

  “Okay,” Natasha said. They made their way over to the edge of the party, sitting at an empty table by the trees. The other tables around them were empty as well, so they didn’t need to worry about eavesdroppers.

  “I just want to say again that I am so impressed with this show that you put on. It was so great. I just can’t stop thinking about it,” Natasha said to break the tension.

  “Thanks. Well, you know, I did it for you. And I don’t mean because you’re my boss,” Sylvia said simply, “I can’t stop thinking about you.” She lowered her head humbly.

  “Sylvia…” Natasha said gently, “We agreed… not to talk about that again.”

  “I know,” Sylvia pleaded, “But I really can’t stop thinking about you. I just feel like that night was so incredible. I don’t know how you can just let it go. I just feel like we are so perfect for each other. And that night… it was the most incredible sex I’ve ever had.”

  Natasha looked down, almost shyly. “It really was,” she admitted sadly, “But you’re my subordinate. It just can’t happen.”

  “What if I wasn’t anymore? What if I quit? I would do that for you,” Sylvia admitted, reaching her hand out to Natasha, but Natasha pulled her hand away and looked around for gossipmongers.

  “Sylvia… don’t do that,” Natasha pleaded.

  “But, Natasha, it’s true. I would do that for you.”

  “I know,” Natasha laughed, “But I really don’t want you to quit. If anything, you should get a promotion for this party.”

  “You think it was that good?” Sylvia replied with a mixture of pride and embarrassment.

  “Yes,” Natasha said. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head, “Wait a minute,” she said, head cocked, contemplating whether or not it would be a good idea, “What if… hmmm… what if I did give you a promotion? We could be partners! You’re already doing a good portion of my work and you’ve been doing so well overseeing the other employees since we had that talk.”

  “Are you serious?” Sylvia responded, shocked. Her eyes were perfectly round now. She was already prepared to quitting this job, submitting several applications elsewhere.

  “Yeah…” Natasha said slowly, “I am!”

  “And then we could be together?” Sylvia replied.

  “Yeah…” Natasha said, looking deeply into Sylvia’s eyes. Their eyes met now with clarified intensity and love for one another.

  Sylvia responded by showing her beautiful smile to Natasha. Natasha inched her hand back to Sylvia’s until their fingers were overlapping, sending a sudden spark of electricity between the two of them.

  “You wanna go… to the… bathroom with me?” Sylvia said slyly. Natasha smiled and stood up, letting her hand fall from Sylvia’s.

  They rushed over to the bathroom and hid in there, not looking around now, kissing each other passionately with their new journey together. Natasha pushed Sylvia up against the door, touching her whole body against hers.

  “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that night either,” Natasha whispered into Sylvia’s ear between kisses on her neck.

  They soon left the party and went over to Natasha’s house to continue their affair and to make love that was no less intense. Sylvia even got the chance to act out the tied hands fantasy.

  Natasha announced the news to the rest of the company the next week, making it official. Each with the other’s unconditional support for one another, they managed the company perfectly, making the company more popular and wildly successful than it had ever been. The next season they proved their prowess and were running alongside the top designer trends and names in the industry.

  They spent their lives together as much as they could. Sylvia moved in with Natasha, and they spent hard days at work and drove home together every night. They slept together in the same wonderful bed and every morning woke up warmly embraced in each other’s arms. They both felt a need to pinch themselves to see if this was just a dream. This was truly everlasting romance and passion that would be in the air forever.

  The End

  Kitchen Heat

  By: Laurie Ames

  Chapter One

  Lena’s phone rang, and she held back a sigh. She’d been an early adopter of the cell phone concept, which she’d never regretted, but she’d given her mother the phone number and she’d regretted that decision since day one. She received calls when the neighbor’s dog scratched the fence, when Mrs. Gonzales nephew had a meltdown in the front yard, and sometimes just when the nest felt a little too empty.

  She tried not to be frustrated about it. Her father had died just after she’d graduated college, and she’d been an only child. It was natural for her mother to lean on her. At least she didn’t have kids to look after; some of her friends were hitting a delightful section of life where they were trying to get their kids ready for high school – or, for a couple of high achievers, college – at the same time as their parents were needing more and more care.

  She shouldn’t begrudge her mother a few phone calls. Even if they were a few phone calls, daily.

  Lena took a moment to plaster a smile all over her face before she swiped to take the call. “Hi, Mom. Everything okay?”

  “Of course, sweetheart,” Mom said. “How’s your day?”

  Lena pinched the bridge of her nose and tried not to focus on the mountain of paperwork that was piled in front of her. This was her mother. Her mother deserved her attention. Her mother was lonely. Even if this was the most annoying
kind of call, it was still her mom. “Just fine,” Lena said. “Pretty busy.” Just for fun, to see if it would work this one time, she tried the same tactic she’d used many times in the past. “We’re close to a new deal with a pastry chef. Remember, I was telling you about the new location we were going to open downtown – “

  “That’s actually exactly what I wanted to talk to you about,” Mom said, and Lena stopped mid syllable. Her mother had desperately wanted her to go to culinary school, and Lena had done it, but after a few years of work in the restaurant business, it had been painfully clear that her talents were much more suited to management. It hadn’t ever bothered her; she loved making the restaurants go, smoothing difficulties with vendors, making it so that the chefs and servers could just worry about the things that they were good at. But her mother had always treated her like the biggest disappointment. Until this very moment. “Remember Sarah and Jonah Donaldson?”

  It took a moment, but Lena did. They’d been at Dad’s funeral. They’d kissed her cheeks and held her tightly, and they’d seemed to mean it when they’d said to let them know if she or her mother needed anything. “Yes. From church?”

  “Exactly,” Mom said. “You probably don’t remember Kelsie, their daughter, but she just graduated from the Culinary Institute, and she’s trying to find her first job, and – well, she’s a little unorthodox, and you know how that can be– “

  Figured. It absolutely figured that the first time Mom showed any interest in Lena’s career, it was because she needed a job for a friend of a friend. The woman networked like – well, like an old Greek woman. “Mom, I can’t just hire someone I’ve never even met- “

  “Of course not, Lena, that would be ridiculous,” Mom said. “That’s why I want you to come over on Saturday for a lunch. The Donaldson’s will be grilling, and Kelsie will be there. I haven’t said anything to them, of course, but you can meet her, try some of her cooking, and see what you think. I’m not a monster, Lena,” Mom said, her tone reproving. “I know you have a business to run. If you think she’s a good fit, then we can do them a good turn, but if not, I’ll never say another word.”

 

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