“What if they were really bad people? They could be child molesters or worse.”
He looked grim. “No eating the clients in the office, or at any meetings at other locations. If you think there’s an issue, I expect you to write the note on your legal pad and show it to me. I don’t want you addressing any of the clients directly.” He shook his head. “I must be crazy to even consider this, but I can’t keep up this pace without an assistant, and you’re right. It would be a huge help to know who’s telling the truth.”
She squealed. “Oh, thank you!”
He dodged her hug, but patted her on the shoulder. “We’ll give it a try and see how it works. Be ready to leave at six tomorrow morning. We have a long day ahead of us.”
“’Grats, Tessa! I bet you’ll do great,” I told her.
She bounced up and down with excitement, which had a delightfully hypnotic effect on most everyone in the room, but for once she didn’t notice. “Can I look through your closet, Olivia? I need to wear something nice tomorrow.”
“Sure thing. Help yourself.”
She ran out of the room and Mikah resumed his dinner, still smiling. “Who knows? This could be a great partnership.”
Berto looked really tired, but had a smile for us. “We got your message about the neighborhood meeting. What’s up?”
I filled them in on the new enhanced watch program. “Officer Curtis is in charge on the police side of things, and, surprise, Colby’s ex, Vivian, is on the community side of things. I think she’s the first other Dark Elf I’ve seen. You should have seen all of the press at the meeting, taking pictures of her.”
Mikah’s face lost the smile he’d had and he looked a little concerned. “Olivia, remember I told you about her. I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to spend too much time around her.”
“Well I’m not letting Colby’s girlfriend make me hide out in the house. He’s the one that lied and cheated. I volunteered for the watch and I want to do it. Besides, what is she going to do, write me a nasty letter and bill me two hundred dollars an hour for doing it?”
“Just be cautious. That’s all I’m saying. I’m going to shower and call it a night. Today was a long day and tomorrow won’t be any shorter.”
“Me too,” said Berto. The agency is shorthanded and I’m filling in as much as I can.”
“By the way, Olivia,” said Mikah. “I’m pretty sure I recall telling you that your sister didn’t want you to leave the garden.”
“She didn’t know about the murder when she said that.”
“And you think that’s the argument that would have convinced her not to worry about you leaving the house?”
“She always said I should grow up and be more responsible. This is me, trying to be more responsible. I’m helping my community.”
He sighed, but didn’t say anything else. Mikah and Berto made short work of their dishes and walked arm in arm down the hall to their suite.
* * * *
The rest of us were having a snack in the kitchen when Tessa came back downstairs. She was wearing a blue-grey suit with a rose blouse. I recognized my interview outfit, but it had never looked that good on me. “You look amazing, Tessa. You totally rock that suit. I think I have a leather satchel you can use to carry your stuff in tomorrow. I’ll get it for you before bed.”
The warmth of her smile washed over me, making me tingle in places best not mentioned in polite company. I didn’t say anything, but Kat elbowed me. I guess she’d noticed.
“Thanks for loaning it to me, Olivia. You’re the best!” She kissed me breathless, pulling me tight against her before slowly releasing me. “I wasn’t going to do anything. Your energy is still too low.” She actually looked hurt. “I was just saying thank you.”
Kat’s warning look softened. “I’m sorry Tessa. I know you were. But you tend to get a little enthusiastic with Olivia.”
“I can’t help it. She tastes like nectar and innocence.” She took a half step toward me and stopped. “You’re right. Sorry. I’ll be up in my room.”
Everyone pitched in to clean up the kitchen, and Kat led me up to my room. I was more than happy to let her. I felt Tessa’s pull, all right—you’d have to be dead not to—but it didn’t fog my brain the way it did before. I didn’t say anything, though. I really wanted to see what Kat had in mind.
“Oh, Olivia, what are we going to do with you? You’re Tessa’s favorite drug of choice.” She firmly closed the door behind us, and the lock clicked shut. “If I were a better person, I’d make you take a cold shower to shake you out of this.” She kissed me, running her hands under my shirt and cupping my breasts. My nipples were already tight little peaks. “But I’m not the better person, my love, and I want to play. Wait here and I’ll be right back.”
This evening was getting better by the minute. My body ached with need, anticipating Kat and her surprise. I stroked my breasts, my hands moving lower as I waited for her.
She came back naked, carrying something purple, but just watched me caress myself for a long moment. The longer she watched, the wetter I got. She put whatever it was on the bed, off to the side, and nudged me to sit on the edge of the bed. “Take off your clothes,” she murmured. “I want to see you naked.”
I tossed my clothes on the floor, and waited, knees just slightly apart, to see what she’d ask me to do next.
She stepped forward, nudging my knees wider, kissing me while she ran her fingers through my hair.
I grabbed her butt, stroking and caressing her as my lips found her silky breasts. I suckled her nipples before kissing my way lower. She moaned, clenching her hands in my hair, and stepped back.
“Stop, Olivia. I can’t take advantage of you like this. You don’t know what you’re doing.”
“Oh, Miss Kitty. You are so wrong. I know exactly what I’m doing. I’m not riding Tessa’s lust. This is me wanting you. Come back here. I want to taste you and make you scream.”
She resisted for a moment before melting into my arms. Her soft moans were music to my ears as I explored with my fingers and worshipped at her hidden cleft. She was so warm and wet. I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her. Her breathing came faster and I redoubled my efforts, but she pulled away before I could send her over the edge.
“Wait. I brought something for us to play with.” She picked up the purple thing and showed it to me. It was an arrangement with two lilac phalluses, one attached to a harness. “Do you mind if we use this?”
I stroked one of the heads. It was soft but firm. “I don’t mind, Miss Kitty, but this time I want to be on top.”
“Oh yes, please. I’ve wanted someone to take me for such a long time. But first, we have to make sure you’re ready,” she teased. She pushed me onto my back at the edge of the bed, and licked me, long and slow. I was biting the back of my hand to smother the moans when she finally pulled back. She slid the cock into me in one, smooth motion, and just held it there. She fastened the straps into place and gave it a gentle tug. When she touched a small remote, it came to life with a quiet buzz, pulsing deep inside of me.
“Oh my, Miss Kitty!”
“This is one of my favorite toys, Olivia. I call it the Lilac Fairy.”
It was hard to move. I’d never felt anything quite like it, but my Kitty was waiting. “Lay down,” I said thickly. “It’s your turn.”
She was more than ready for me. The feeling of sliding my virtual cock deep inside of her was mind-blowing. I just held her close for a minute, feeling us joined, pulsing as one. I slowly took her until I learned the stroke that made her scream deep in her throat. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me tight with each thrust.
I felt myself getting close, but wasn’t ready to be done just yet. I pulled slowly out of her, leaving her open on the bed. “Roll over and get on all fours.”
She blinked for a second, before doing what I asked. Just as she’d taken me that first time with Tessa, I grabbed her hips, plunging deep inside of her. She looked over her shoulder, wide-ey
ed. We kissed as I rode her hard, teasing her sweet cleft until she came. My own orgasm swept over me, and still the pulsing went on and on. We collapsed side by side, still joined, shuddering with the aftermath. She didn’t turn off the exquisite pulsing agony until I screamed.
Chapter Sixteen
Tying up Some Loose Ends
Something tickled my nose, but I couldn’t brush it away. “Kat, mind your tail,” I grumbled.
“Guess again.” Tessa said, her lips against my ear.
“Hmmm?” I was spooned around Kat, my hand cupping her breast. I started to move, and realized I couldn’t. My body was glued to Kat, still joined at the hips. Blushing, I yanked up the sheet. “Tessa, what do you need?”
“I’ll have some of what she’s having,” said Tessa, kissing my neck.
Kat reached over and claimed her own kiss from Tessa. Our three tongues made tingling contact and I couldn’t control the tiny movements of my hips.
Tessa smiled and patted me on the butt. “Just kidding, ladies. I have to go to work. You said you’d loan me your satchel. I guess you got distracted.”
“Satchel? Oh, right. Mikah. Satchel. It’s in the bottom of the closet in the back left corner. You’ll probably have to dust it.”
“Thanks,” said Tessa.
Kat and I continued to kiss as Tessa rummaged around in the closet and eventually pulled forth my long-abandoned satchel. I thought the covers moved a bit, but then I heard Tessa’s voice from near the door. “Have fun, you two.” Suddenly Kat’s little toy was pulsing and throbbing deep inside both of us. The small remote dropped to the desk, just before the door clicked shut.
Kat pulled away, sliding off the Lilac Fairy only long enough to roll me onto my back. She impaled herself on the moving shaft and rode me, each thrust drawing a moan from deep in her throat. “Grab my ass,” she ordered.
I did what she said. She licked along my throat before she gently nipped at my neck. There was a sting, and her tongue lapped at my pulse while her hips moved up and down in a frenzy of lust. We were both breathing hard, and sweat poured off my body. Every nerve was on fire. She reached between us, rubbing me insistently—demanding my response. She swallowed my screams as I came, until the pleasure was unbearable.
She sat straight up, pinning me with just her thighs, and kept riding me—not letting go. By the time she stopped, tears were running down my face and my throat was too tight to scream. I couldn’t help staring as she slowly rose off of the phallus, the lilac so bright against her skin and fur. I whimpered as it pulsed inside me, never slowing, never stopping.
“Don’t fight it, Olivia,” Kat whispered. “Do you trust me?”
Shuddering, I nodded.
She got the remote, and lay back down next to me, propped up on one elbow. “Do you remember Gracie, Olivia? Goth-girl with the eyebrow piercing?”
I nodded. Gracie was one of her off-and-on girlfriends.
She slowed down the pulsing a bit, and used her free hand to play with my nipples. “One time at her place, Gracie tied me up with silk scarves. She had the most amazing vibrator. She called it the Butterfly Kiss. The little straps held it in just the right spot. She gave me a kiss and told me she’d be back later.”
Kat kissed me, her hand leaving my breasts to loosely encircle my wrists, pulling my arms above my head. “Just imagine what it felt like. No matter how I moved, the sensation never stopped. I don’t know how long she was gone. I lost track of time.” She tweaked the control again, and the pulsing increased.
I groaned, my body arching off of the bed.
“When she got back, I couldn’t speak. Nothing existed but sensation. She let me worship her until she came, before she finally untied me. She let me sleep a little. When she woke me up, we took a bath together. That was the first time I let someone shave me. I couldn’t believe how sensitive I was. She had me wear a skirt with nothing under it, and we went to her favorite tattoo artist. She got me a tiny butterfly tattoo, right on my bare pubes, so I’d know part of me would always be hers.”
She kissed me again, dropping the remote and mounting me once more. “I promise you’ll never forget this, Olivia, and neither will I.”
She rode me slowly, deliberately, holding me with her eyes. “I love you, Olivia. I don’t love anyone else like you, but my heart has room for many loves. Nod if you understand.”
I nodded. “I love you, Kat.”
She leaned down and kissed me deeply. “I made love with Tessa, that first day, while she was getting dressed for dinner.”
“I guessed,” I gasped out.
She took the remote once more, and nudged the controls again. She caught my screams with her mouth, riding me hard until she tensed with her own orgasm, collapsing forward onto my breasts.
She pulled away from the toy, finally, stretching out next to me on the bed. Only then did she turn off the device.
I couldn’t stop shaking as she gently undid the straps and slowly freed me. The slightest touch made me jump. My nerves were on overload. She lay next to me, idling caressing my breasts, until my breathing slowed to normal. “I love being with you, Olivia. You’re amazing. You should try and sleep now.”
I hoped she wouldn’t notice the tremor in my hands as I carefully hugged her. “I love being with you, too.”
By the clock, it wasn’t even six in the morning yet. I needed to pee, but was pretty sure I couldn’t even walk right now. Rolling over, I went back to sleep.
* * * *
I woke up again, slowly at first, and had to sprint for the facilities. Kat was nowhere to be seen. After a quick shower, I realized jeans were out of the question. I pulled on a bright yellow sundress, remembering her story about Gracie and the butterfly as I gingerly pulled on a pair of blue silk panties. On the plus side, I didn’t need to shave my legs. Go Elves!
It was well after noon and my stomach was complaining. I threw together a quick sandwich, followed the voices, and found everyone hanging around in the backyard. Someone had brought out the volleyball net. The Trolls really played hard. I don’t think I’d ever seen full contact volleyball before this.
Korembi was a little off to one side, talking into his cell phone. It was kind of weird hearing a professor’s voice coming from the Troll body. It’s the first time I’d ever heard him speaking out of character. He ended the call, and smiled at me. “Heya, Olivia. How you be this fine day?”
“So far, so good, Korembi. How about you?”
“Could be worse, I reckon. I had to call the school and let them know we not be doin’ the dig this summer—at least not right now. The site be in Wyoming, and that not gonna work so good.”
“Ouch. I guess not.”
Kat walked up, looking a tad nervous.
“Hey, Miss Kitty. What’s wrong?”
“I need to get my personal stuff from the bakery. Ted went to the store and no one else knows how to get there. Fred said to have a friend come, but there isn’t anyone else.”
“What am I, chopped liver?”
“No! Of course not. But your sister wanted you to stay at the house.”
“She doesn’t get to tell me what to do. I’ll grab my purse. It’s time for a road trip.”
I tripped over thin air on the way to my room. “All right Grammy, I’m wise to your tricks. Kat needs help and I’m not letting her down. We’re not going to get into trouble going to a bakery in broad daylight.”
I felt a hrummph, but she didn’t trip me again.
It took a little maneuvering to get my car out without getting too close to any of the motorcycles, but I managed. Kat triggered the remote for the gate for us. I turned my radio back to my favorite station and cranked up the volume. It felt good to be doing something almost normal again.
The bakery wasn’t particularly far, and on another day we might have walked, but I was still a little uncertain about venturing out, my blustering confidence to Mikah to the contrary. Plus, I didn’t know how much stuff we’d need to carry back for Kat. At leas
t we were going in the opposite direction from the Botanic Gardens and those hellish bluebirds.
We’d missed the lunch crowd, apparently, because we actually found an open parking spot in the small lot right out front. Things looked pretty quiet in the bakery, at least from here. I didn’t see any customers inside. Kat looked really nervous.
“Do you want to wait in the car?” I offered. “I can go in and get your stuff. Just tell me what I’m looking for.”
“No, it’s okay. I have to face other people sooner or later. It might as well be now.”
There was a large Human man behind the counter. Kat froze for a second. “Hey Fred,” she finally said.
He went from being a little wide-eyed to flat out staring. I wasn’t sure if he was afraid or hostile, or maybe a little bit of both, but his eyes made me nervous.
“Fred, it’s Kat. I just came to get my stuff, and then we’ll leave.”
I’ll be damned if he didn’t pull out a silver crucifix on a chain and clench it in his meaty hand. “I told you to send someone else to get your things.”
“This is my ‘someone else’,” she said. “Just give me my stuff and we’ll go.”
His eyes darted around like he was looking for someone, but I couldn’t hear anyone else moving around. “Both of you wait outside. I’ll get the box.”
“Are you kidding me?” I grumbled.
Kat just nodded. “Okay, Fred.” She grabbed me by the hand and tugged me out the door.
“What a jerk!” I said, making sure I was loud enough for Fred to hear.
He waited until we were outside, a few feet from the door, before he hurried over and locked it, never taking his eyes off us. Kat didn’t say anything, but there were tear streaks in her fur.
“Why don’t you wait in the car? I’ll wait here until meathead gets back, okay?” I gave her a hug and she trudged over to the car to wait. Her shoulders were down and her tail drooped, and I wanted to beat the crap out of her boss for making her feel that way.
He came back, carrying a small cardboard box. I had to take a few steps back before he unlocked the door and put down the box, shoving it toward me with his foot. I gritted my teeth, my nails digging into my palms, and that’s when I noticed his apron had started to smoke. Oh shit!
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