Ree stubbed out her cigarette and repositioned her chair to face Ika. She popped a thin dissolve-on-your-tongue mint mouth freshener and smiled at Ika. “These rocks jutting out of the sea are quite mesmerising, aren’t they?”
Ika got that Ree had opened the conversation to carefully veer away from the expected conversation of who they were in the organisation, their roles and designations. She was happy enough to follow this lead because she really didn’t want to let hierarchies and designations colour the lens she was viewing Ree through. At least for now. There would be time enough in the next six days for that.
“Limestone,” Ika shared. “When I saw The Man with the Golden Gun I had actually thought that the background was only some set designer’s imagination,” she laughed softly. “Got to say no set designer quite has the imagination of Nature.”
“Right?! I always feel that with sunsets. The shades and colours in the sky unfailingly makes me think that if I saw that in a painting I would find it ridiculous…that is if any painter actually got those shades and mix of seemingly unrelated colours.”
…and their conversation just took off with that. They talked about movies, art and poetry (with Nature in the mix, Wordsworth had to come up!), songs. The conversation flowed with an unreal fluidity. They found many commonalities and realised that they enjoyed each other’s sense of humour, as indicated by the frequent smiles (from Ree) and laughter (from Ika).
It is strange just how much you can know a person from the things they appreciate and enjoy in the arts. From their takes and observations of the words, stories, characters, the books and movies they see, remember and like, the poetry they quote and the songs they enjoy. From seeing paintings through the lens of their perception. From exchanging random trivia and finding what has resonated with them.
Ika found Ree fascinating in her observations. Witty, wry, funny and sometimes displaying a downright absurd sense of humour in the way she expressed herself. She had never felt such a pull towards – into – someone. It was as if this person was really the mythical missing half of her soul. She felt herself falling more and more into the vortex of Ree with each word.
Under the easy conversation was a bubbling sexual awareness of each other…a pull…a draw…which only got strengthened as they discovered how much they enjoyed talking to the other. It was like Ree couldn’t shift her intense, piercing gaze away from Ika for a split second. The eyes caressed her, they swallowed her whole. They flowed over Ika like she was a treasure…like she was something precious.
Ika found herself staring at Ree’s mouth forming words in the most interesting ways. Then there were the quick, easy smiles that flashed frequently. Ika was mesmerised. She wondered about feeling those lips on her body. Wait, what? Where did that come from? I am usually not so sexually drawn to someone…especially someone I don’t even know….what’s happening to me here?
A brief silence settled between them after how long had it been…hours? minutes? a lifetime? Ika felt a completely different person from the one who had stood by the palm tree running her work for the next week through her head.
Ika played with the rim of her now empty drink glass. One that was waiting for her when she joined Ree. It was the one she was dinking earlier when she first felt that strange tingling.
It was a little Dutch courage, and a lot giving in to her feelings that made Ika brave. “Were you really planning on drinking this and mixing up your drinks?” Ika probed. She had a suspicion, and wanted to know whether her ‘feeling’ had any merit.
“If I had to, yes,” the answer was a kind of deflection.
“If you had to?” Ika pushed gently.
Ree looked at her, defences suddenly down, her expression speaking volumes, showing emotions that could not be named. “I was hoping you’d come along,” she said softly.
Ika smiled a tiny smile, her suspicion confirmed. “Can I ask you something?” she asked hesitantly.
“As long as it is not my full name and designation…anything,” the reply was a little guarded.
Ika shook her head slightly, “Not that.” She paused and swallowed, suddenly a little awkward for the first time with Ree.
Ika knew that she wasn’t being presumptuous or wrong in her deduction that Ree was indeed the one who had that massive reaction to her and had sent those vibes which had her aroused earlier. She gambled on truth.
“What were you thinking when you were looking at me at that time?” she lowered her eyes, unable to look at Ree. She knew Ree knew exactly what “that time” meant.
Thankfully, Ree didn’t deflect or pretend ignorance about what Ika was asking. Ika was quickly realising that Ree never avoided a subject. While she may not bring up the extremely personal subjects, she didn’t shy away from them or evade then when Ika brought them up. Plus, she was completely open and honest with her...not wearing any armour or carrying any shield. “I will answer that…but I need to know something first.”
Ika looked up and nodded.
“Did you actually realise that someone was looking at you? You kind of turned quite abruptly and searched around with purpose.”
Ika nodded, “I did.”
“What did you feel?”
Ika blushed a little and looked down again. “Aroused,” she whispered, surprising herself with her candid answer. “Just what were you doing to me at that time, Ree?” there was a note of yearning edging her soft voice.
“I was holding you as you stood there,” the reply was very soft.
“And…?”
Ika felt Ree’s foot parting her knees under the table. She felt goosebumps on her arms with electric tingles running through her and she opened her legs to let Ree’s foot find its place between her thighs and come to rest against her pussy. She drew in a small sharp breath at the contact.
“When I first saw you, I felt like I was completely knocked down by a giant sledgehammer. You were at the bar, talking to the bartender, laughing as you said something. You were a revelation.” Ree’s toe was pressing against Ika’s clit and slowly running the length of her pussy. Ika felt herself getting wetter than she had ever been, faster than she ever thought was possible. Ree’s toe had opened her slit and her slow lines were making Ika’s panty totally wet with her own juices, creaming them fairly quickly.
“It took me some time to find myself again,” Ree pressed her toe inside Ika.
“When I could finally breathe again, you were walking to that tree. I just couldn’t grasp that someone like you existed. There is a majesty about you, Ika, your beauty is an Act of God,” Ree breathed huskily. “I’m sure you hear that often enough,” she added.
Ika shook her head in response to Ree’s comment. She couldn’t have spoken if she wanted to. She was completely blown away by what Ree was saying. Nothing in her life could have prepared her for the effect of such magical words spoken in that sensual voice. Her mouth was completely dry and she was so turned on that she was shaking with what had to be a series of small orgasms which were brought on as much from what Ree was freely admitting as from what she was doing.
“Give me your panty, Ika,” Ree’s tone was the gentlest of commands.
Ika blushed, bit her lip and looked down. Ree withdrew her leg. Ika slowly drew her soaking panty down her legs and shyly put it in Ree’s outstretched hand. Ree held Ika’s hand till she looked back up. Their eyes met and a massive wave of emotion crashed over them. Ree fisted her hand over Ika’s panty and brought the fist to her lips. Ika sighed soundlessly at the sight and her face held a naked look of wanting.
Ree raised her leg back and almost in tandem, Ika moved forward in her chair and opened her legs wider.
“When you leaned against that tree, from where I was, the setting sun coloured you in an orange-gold and created a halo around you.” Ree pinched Ika’s clit between her toes and Ika gasped. While Ree’s words were weaving verbal magic, her foot was creating carnal magic. Ika felt completely swamped and breathless.
“It was like the unive
rse had scanned through my complete being, my entire past, present and future…picked up everything that I have ever found and will ever find beautiful…every word I find beautiful, every line, every phrase, every sight, every colour, every taste, every emotion…taken it to a level of perfection that was beyond my imagination and manifested it all in one person.” Ree was rhythmically pinching Ika’s clit between her toes and Ika felt that she was continually coming in ceaseless tiny orgasms of waves after waves. She was dripping. She was shivering. She bit her lip barely able to stand what was happening to her emotionally and physically.
“I was watching you for at least twenty minutes before I touched you, Ika,” Ree said softly as she stopped pinching. Ika breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn’t have taken the attention to her clit any more…nor could she have lasted any more words from Ree.
“My waist,” she said breathily. “You put your hand on my waist and kissed my neck.”
“You really did feel it,” Ree marvelled, sliding her toe inside Ika and Ika inhaled sharply, opening her legs wider and automatically moving a little to accommodate Ree’s toe inside her more fully and comfortably.
“Is that all you did?” Ika’s voice was husky.
Ree bit her lip, smiled a small smile and shook her head. She stretched her hand across the table and entwined her fingers with Ika’s. She started moving her other toe in circles around Ika’s super-sensitised clit. Unable to help herself, Ika reached down her free hand and held Ree’s moving toe in her fingers drawing those circles more firmly, and stroking her clit with Ree’s toe…showing Ree exactly how she liked to be touched.
“That was just where I started. I caressed you waist and then drew my arm around you to run my hand over your taut abdomen. I held you closer as I kissed your shoulder and under your ear. I licked your ear and nibbled it. I kissed your waist, the small of your back and your abdomen. I kissed your entire exposed midriff,” Ree’s voice was husky, taking on an edge or rawness. Ika was drawing faster circles around her clit. She was breathing hard. Her other hand was gripping Ree’s tightly. She was this close from erupting.
“Show me your breasts, Ika,” Ree whispered.
Ika turned red at Ree’s request. A second later she turned deeper red when she realised that she was about to do what Ree had asked her to. She lifted her hands to her back and undid her bra and slipped the straps down her bare arms. She watched as Ree’s eyes got darker and bit her lip. She unknotted her t-shirt and pulled her bra out from underneath, reaching forward and putting it into Ree’s hand.
Blushing even more…her face a study of shyness and arousal…Ika slowly pulled up her t-shirt, revealing her glorious breasts. They were heavy perfect globes crowned with large dark brown areolae and slightly upward pointing nipples. They were gorgeous. Ika watched as Ree’s lips parted at their sight and she drew in a few quick breaths before slowly running her tongue over her lips. Her nipples hardened from the sudden exposure to the night air and puckered from the way Ree was looking at them.
“What else did you do, Ree?” Ika whispered.
Ree looked into Ika’s eyes, a little tongue-tied. She visibly gathered herself.
“Would you like me to touch your breasts, Ika?”
Ika bit her lip and nodded.
“Show me what you would like me to do…and I’ll tell you what else I did.”
Ika put one hand over her breast and dropped the other to Ree’s toe buried inside her. She caressed her breast softly, gently. “Tell me, Ree,” she practically moaned.
Ree gulped. “I ran my fingers down the back of your thighs and then the sides.” Ika was squeezing her breast and moving Ree’s toe in and out of her vagina.
“I then ran my fingers down the front of your thighs. I brought my hands back and caressed your ass.” Ika pinched and pulled her nipple as she fucked herself with Ree’s toe faster, pinching her breast more vigorously.
“I ran my fingers in the inside of your thighs…more than once. I even reached under your skirt.” Ika moaned softly and squeezed her breast rhythmically and faster. She pinched and pulled her nipples. She had started moving helplessly along with Ree’s toe thrusts which she was still controlling and guiding.
“I brushed your centre before touching it fully. I cupped it, caressed it and squeezed it.” Ika’s eyes were glazed. She was breathing hard. Her hands were moving hard and fast.
“I stroked you inside your slit…when you turned Ika, I had just entered you,” Ree said softly just as Ika clenched her teeth hard to stop her cries as she went rigid with a powerful orgasm and stopped moving.
Ika put her forearms on the table and dropped her head on them, shaking and spasming. Feeling drained and boneless.
Ree withdrew her leg. “Ika,” she called gently.
“Mmm,” Ika groaned.
“Ika, come here,” Ree said softly.
Ika could only groan in response.
“Ika,” a little more firmly.
Still in a daze, Ika got up, took the two steps to Ree on shaking legs and climbed onto her lap. She tucked her head in the crook of Ree’s shoulder, drew her legs up and hugging herself, curled into Ree…completely giving herself up.
Ree hugged Ika to her with strong arms, running her hands over her arms tenderly. “Are you okay?”
Ika shook her head. “No…and I don’t think I ever will be.”
Ree hugged Ika a little tighter and just held her close in a cocoon of warmth and emotion giving the girl all the time she needed to recover. She held her like she was fragile. Like she was something unspeakably precious. Ika was overwhelmed by a feeling of being protected. A feeling of being safe.
Home.
Life came back into Ika’s body slowly. When she felt she had got back her bones and she could finally form coherent thought, she realised that she was all curled up like a trusting child in Ree’s lap. She wallowed in the feeling of being completely protected and taken care of that Ree’s hug gave her and she smiled…before the next thought hit her…Ohmygodohmygodohmygod…I just masturbated and had a massive orgasm in front of Ree…ohnononononono. Ika blushed and felt her face and neck catch fire. She turned her face and hid it in Ree, completely mortified.
“Hey, are you back?” Ree asked gently.
Ika nodded.
“Are you okay?”
Ika shook her head, too embarrassed to speak.
“Ika?”
Ika just buried her face deeper.
“Baby, what’s up with you?” Ree sounded concerned.
“You must think I am such a ho,” Ika said in a small voice.
“Why would I think that?” Ree sounded confused.
“Because of what I just did,” in a smaller voice.
“Ika, look at me.”
“I’m never going to be able to look at you,” Ika burrowed her face deeper and her voice was muffled.
“So are we both just going to sit here like this forever and ever?” Ika could hear Ree’s smile in her voice.
Ika nodded.
“Sweetie, I don’t think you’re a ho. Would you believe me if I said I am humbled and grateful to you for what just happened?”
“You’re sweet talking again,” Ika unburied her face and looked at Ree from under her lashes…totally devastating Ree.
Ree looked down at Ika, smiled and kissed the top of her head. “Baby, I already told you that to me you are the embodiment of everything beautiful chiselled to perfection, didn’t I?” Ika nodded and turned her face a little upwards.
“What just happened was that you thumbed your nose at nature for thinking it achieved perfection and showed the universe – and me – what perfection really is,” Ree kissed Ika’s forehead. “I said you were an Act of God…and when an Act of God deigns to show you a miracle, you can only be humbled and grateful, right?”
“What are you…the resident Poet Laurate of Translink?” Ika shifted her head a little more upwards and rested her cheek on Ree’s shoulder.
“I am just somebody
who never imagined that someone like you exists in this world and cannot believe that I am actually holding you.”
“Promise me you don’t think I’m a ho.”
“Didn’t think that for a split second and never will.”
“Promise me you’ll see me again.”
“Try and keep me away.”
“You believe me that I’ve never done something like that before?”
“I do.”
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