by Cecilia Tan
Catching the girl’s hands, Maddy held them down, trapping Shula’s legs with her body until she felt Shula’s arch and the soft mewling convulsions of her as she came and came. Still holding Shula’s hands, Maddy raised herself up and laid herself full on Shula’s body, sticky sweet mouth to sticky sweet mouth, breast to breast. Pressing her pubis hard against Shula’s, Maddy began rocking, rocking, rocking, so turned on it took her only a few moments to come with wrenching force against Shula’s body.
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It was hard getting back to work after that, but the flashing light on Maddy’s PNA told her that there were messages waiting. She kissed Shula’s mouth once more—long and tenderly, with great pleasure—before rising to answer the call.
The condensers again. There was a problem during the simulation that concerned the Enjeniros conducting the latest round of tests. The heat regulators were not compatible with the water condenser tanks and they believed that with the figures as they currently stood, severe cracking would occur in the ceramic tanks and greatly endanger the ability to control climate in small areas, never mind over large territories.
“This is impossible!” Maddy said in puzzled fury. “We checked and rechecked those two pieces of equipment. Ran them through simulations dozens of times. How can that be?”
Shula shrugged, taking Maddy’s question to be rhetorical. Maddy immediately fired back a communiquŽ that the simulation results be downloaded to her PNA and that the charts and specs be waiting for her when she arrived at Nuestra Donna Amiratsu.
That message required several hours of review of the results from the battery of tests performed over the past year. Maddy kept Shula busy—busier than she would have believed possible when she first came up with the idea of having the girl as her assistant—just sorting out water tank tests from heat and condenser figures took three hours.
A little after 2300, Maddy threw her stylus aside in frustration. “Well, I can’t find it!” she sighed in disgust. “But of course, all of these are just summary reports. I’ll have to wait until I see the specs and charts on the big screen, with several dozen Enjeniros dying to explain them to me.”
“I wish I could help you,” Shula said. “But I don’t know what most of these things mean, so I don’t know what to look for.”
“That’s all right, Shula.” Maddy smiled at her tenderly. “I know what they mean and I’m not sure what to look for either.” She ran a hand through her short curly hair in frustration. “In any event, you might as well get some sleep.” She looked at her chrono in some surprise. “I had no idea it was so late! Why hasn’t the attendant come in to turn down the bed?”
“After he cleared away the dinner things you told him you didn’t want to be disturbed.”
“Did I? I don’t remember. I had my nose buried in those reports. I don’t remember dinner. Was it good?”
“Lovely. Vegetable omelet and sticky rice.”
“I suppose we should ring for an attendant now.”
“Oh there’s no need for that,” Shula replied. “I can do it. I’m sure it’s not too difficult.”
“But that’s their function.” Maddy said patiently.
“Yes, but... there’s only the one bed Maddy. There’s no need to give them something to think about. ‘Out of sight of the eyes, not introduced to the mind,’ our group ayah used to say.”
“Clever girl.” Maddy conceded with admiration. “It might be easy enough at that.”
It as not quite as easy as they had thought, but after a few minutes of pulling, tugging and laughing, they finally managed to get the bed pulled open and set up.
“There,” Maddy said triumphantly, but breathlessly. Then she looked dubiously at the small bed, only half the size of the one in the hotel. “It will be a very tight fit, Shula.”
Shula came up behind her and embraced Maddy around the waist, pressing her face into Maddy’s back. “Good. We can snuggle close together... like spoons in a drawer.” Her hands went up to Maddy’s shoulders and she began to rub them, gently. “You’re all tense, Maddy. Let me give you a massage.”
After a few minutes of coaxing, Shula convinced Maddy to divest herself of her outer clothing and lay down on the bed. Shula straddled Maddy and began by gently kneading the older woman’s shoulder’s, tight with tension. Maddy winced at the firm pressure as Shula worked on the knots at the base of the neck. As the massage progressed down her to her shoulder blades, Maddy sighed and finally began to relax.
“You do that very well,” she said to Shula. “Where did you learn that?”
“I spent some time working at a health spa while I was undergoing my work evaluation after my adulthood rites. There was some thought I might make a good health care worker, but I wasn’t smart enough. So I was moved on. I liked it there, though. I made love with lots of the patients.”
“What else have you done?” Maddy’s voice was getting a bit smudged as she relaxed further into the bed quilts.
“Well, let’s see... I was at the spa. Six months at the PNA manufacturer, some time at the ceramic mold factory, almost a year at the Eastern Ridge park watching wildlife and picking up debris mostly. Just lots of odd jobs here and there.”
“I don’t understand,” Maddy mused. “You’re obviously intelligent and poised. You’d be an asset any of the under-corps. You could probably top out at your level.”
“I guess I just don’t have enough ambition. I go where life leads me.” Shula’s gentle fingers fluttered gently on Maddy’s spine, like butterflies, to illustrate Shula’s take on life.
Maddy shifted as Shula’s hands left her back and the massage stopped. She reluctantly started to rise, but Shula said, “Stay there.” She was just finishing removing her clothes and was again straddling Maddy’s back. “I just wanted to be able to move more freely.”
“I really should get up anyway and do some more reviews of those figures...”
“You can do them in the morning. I think what you need is a good night’s sleep.”
“I couldn’t sleep. Even with the massage, I’m way too wound up. I should call for a caffeine shake.”
Shula smiled and kissed Maddy’s neck. “I have something better than a caffeine shake.”
“Shula,” Maddy laughed. “I should at least get up and turn off the PNA.”
“I can turn it off. Relax Maddy. Let me help you. I’m supposed to be your assistant after all.”
Shula again began to massage Maddy’s back again. Her movements were slower and more sensuous now as she worked her way down each individual vertebra. Stroking and rubbing her way down to Maddy’s feet and ankles. Maddy sighed with contentment and felt herself melting into a warm puddle on the bed. Shula began to work her way back up Maddy’s body, the motions of her fingers now followed by soft, moist kisses on Maddy’s ankles, calves and the sensitive skin at the back of her knees. Maddy gave a little shiver as Shula’s tongue continued to trail up after her fingers. The firmness of the kneading fingers followed by the wet coolness of Shula’s kisses was a sensual experience Maddy wouldn’t have even known how to imagine, let alone experience. David—though gentle, thorough and attentive—had never been sexually adventurous and Maddy had no idea that sex could be so varied. In two nights and a day with Shula she had learned more about herself and her desires than in the fourteen years since she had become sexually active after her adulthood rites.
Now Shula was stretched out across Maddy’s back, still rubbing her shoulders, following the strokes with her little kisses from the soft warm mouth and tongue. Maddy sighed deeply in her chest. When Shula reached Maddy’s neck, her starting place, she rose off Maddy’s body. “Turn over,” Shula instructed.
Maddy turned over and Shula immediately sat on her legs. This time her fingers were just flutters over Maddy’s body from the collar bone to her breasts. Shula lingered on Maddy’s breasts, rolling them gently from side to side, then taking the nipples—hard and pointed—between her fingers. She then lay full on top of Maddy, her hand
s around Maddy’s head, playing with her ears. Maddy was breathing deeply, but there was no hard sense of urgency in her arousal. She was willing to let Shula do this and just this all night. But now Shula bent her head and kissed Maddy’s lips, long and full. The tip of her pink tongue exploring Maddy’s mouth without haste. She moved her mouth along Maddy’s neck and licked her ears, finally causing Maddy to gasp out loud.
Continuing her caresses down the line of Maddy’s collar bone, Shula pressed her mouth into the hollow of Maddy’s throat, then to the point where the full breasts divided. Shula pressed both Maddy’s breasts together and kissed and licked the nipples, sucking them in her mouth, then gently nipping them.
Sighs became little moans and Maddy held Shula’s head in place against her. After a few minutes, she tried to urge Shula off of her. When Shula refused to move, Maddy tried to roll over and pin the girl beneath her. Shula evaded the motion. Instead, she lay full against Maddy, kissing her lips, rubbing the both pairs of hard nipple together—Shula’s small, mushroom brown nips against Maddy’s full rose pink ones.
“Let me do you, Maddy,” Shula murmured between kisses. “Let me bring you off, the way you do to me.”
Maddy was uncertain. She had delighted in bringing Shula to climax orally, but for some reason, was hesitant to have the girl do the same for her. Preferring to climax by rocking and rubbing full against Shula’s body, pubis to pubis, breast to breast.
But Shula wasn’t waiting for Maddy to answer. She began again kissing Maddy from neck to breasts, her small, strong hand reaching for Maddy’s cunt, playing with the coarse curly hair clustered there, slipping a finger between the hot wet folds. Maddy’s back arched and Shula continued the trail of her kisses down Maddy’s body until she came to the very edges of her cunt. Separating Maddy’s thighs, she knelt on the floor between her legs, looking up at her. When their eyes locked, Maddy saw the girl was waiting for a sign of acquiescence to continue. The same look she had when earlier in the day, she’d pressed her mouth to Maddy’s silk encased ankle.
Maddy appreciated Shula’s gesture. The pause, the seeking of permission, putting Maddy in control of the situation again, the power.
“Do it!” She commanded Shula breathlessly. “Make me come. Do it.”
Immediately Shula put her mouth to Maddy’s cunt where the hairs met the soft edges of the labia. Delicately, she began to kiss Maddy’s cunt as she had kissed her mouth, pointing her tongue and licking ever so slightly around the inside. Maddy could feel Shula’s breath from her nose ticking the hairs at the base of her mons.
“Harder, more,” she gasped.
Shula pressed her tongue flat against Maddy’s clit, licking at it as if it were most rare of delicacies, her mouth and tongue more delicate than Maddy’s had been on Shula’s cunt, less forceful, almost shy.
Maddy’s hands couldn’t reach far enough to touch Shula’s head, so she sat up against the bolster, raising her knees and spreading her legs far apart. She motioned the girl to lie between her legs and continue with her genital kisses. As Shula put her head back to Maddy’s cunt, Maddy put her hands through Shula’s cool stream of dark silky hair, guiding her head and mouth. Shula willingly allowed Maddy to control her.
The sight on her hands on Shula’s head and Shula’s eyes looking into Maddy’s while she had her mouth on Maddy’s cunt, turned Maddy hotter than she’d ever been in her life. “Oh, do it,” she gasped, her voice harsh with desire. “Shula, fuck me. Hard and fast.”
Lowering her eyes and head, with Maddy’s hands guiding her motions, Shula obeyed her command and within seconds Maddy had a climax that caused her to cry out loudly and let go of the girl’s hair, falling back against the bed. Shula continued to lavish her oral attentions on Maddy’s cunt, until the older woman gasped, “Enough... come up here.”
Shula crawled up beside Maddy in the narrow bed and Maddy pulled the girl into a kneeling position over her, until her breasts were over Maddy’s mouth. She pulled one, then the other, between her lips, roughly tonguing and nipping at the little brown buds while she held Shula firmly with one hand. With the other, she reached down between the girl’s splayed legs—one on either side of Maddy’s hips—and began to rub Shula’s pink sex. Moistening her fingers there, Maddy flattened them against Shula’s clit, making hard circular motions.
Moaning above Maddy’s head, Shula’s hand clutched at the bed clothes as she rocked against Maddy’s hand. Maddy bit her nipple, hard enough to make the girl gasp, but, as always, Shula stayed in place, sinking a bit against Maddy’s body, her face buried in Maddy’s neck, her ass in the air. Maddy rubbed and stroked Shula’s clit, then slipped a finger, then two into the girl’s cunt, rubbing the clit with her thumb until the girl moaned a long, hot “ahhhh” in Maddy’s ear and fell full on Maddy’s body in a shattering climax.
As Shula’s shudders were still going on, Maddy pulled Shula in against her own body curves. Her face buried in Shula’s neck, her pubic hair brushing the girl’s bottom cheeks, Maddy held Shula firmly, even forcefully as she played with Shula’s breasts, rubbing them and rolling the nipples. Rocking her pubis mons against Shula’s bottom, her left hand went down to the girl’s cunt, still pulsing from her climax, and stroked it again, more gently this time, moving against each other in the small bed, they both came again, less violently this time.
They lay, drowsily entangled for several long quiet moments, then Shula reached to pull the blanket over them.
“The PNA,” Maddy protested in a low murmur.
“I’ll get it,” Shula rose from the bed and Maddy dropped off to sleep, only to come to semi-consciousness as Shula returned to the bed, slipping into place beside Maddy. They cuddled together, stroking and soothing each other until they both slept deeply.
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The next morning, Maddy again woke before Shula and was pleased by the fact that again, she was able to watch the girl sleeping. Shula slept in the same way she did everything else: deeply and with great pleasure, casually, totally and completely unselfconsciously. Maddy had always had a hard time going to sleep before David, uncomfortable with the notion that he could see her, defenseless and unaware. Maddy was a woman who had never complained that a man rolled over and went right to sleep after sex. In fact, she wished it had happened more often.
But Shula, her hair in disarray, slight pillow creases on her face, smelling like a cross between warm bread and sex, slept peacefully on, unaware of Maddy’s scrutiny. Resisting the temptation of rousing Shula by kissing or tickling her, Maddy instead went to check her PNA and see if any additional info had come down regarding the tests.
The first message popped up with a tag denoting its importance. Maddy read with growing dismay of a series of test failures on the Climate Control Array. Simulations of the equipment had been tried in a vacuum-sealed laboratory. The results had been a complete breakdown of the heating units and the ceramic water condensers had cracked and split at only half the pressure they were supposed to bear. Maddy’s swearing woke Shula.
“What’s wrong?” Sitting up, the covers falling below her breasts, Shula rubbed her eyes like a child.
“Everything!” Maddy was near tears from sheer frustration with the situation. “I’ve had messages from every sector of the Project that there are significant breakdowns of equipment, output and pressure. The numbers are incredible! My over-corp is simply stunned. How can this be happening? I know the figures I sent out were correct.”
“Did you check them before we downloaded them yesterday?”
“No, there wasn’t any need to. They were downloaded to my PNA from the main base corp computer. Besides,” Maddy continued to fume, “I’m not a damned Enjeniro! I’m a Condista... I just coordinate the Project pieces. Oh, what a mess. Thank the Fates we’ll be in Donna Amiratsu in a few hours. I’ll have access to the main computer again. Maybe there was a breakdown in the transfer stream because the storm knocked out communications.”
Shula knelt up beside Maddy, putting her
arms around her. “There’s nothing you can do about it now, Maddy. Come to bed for a little while... we have so little time and there’s so much we could do.”
Maddy’s attention was brought back to the little world in her cubicle. “What do you mean, so little time?”
Shula kissed Maddy’s hand, then her cheek. “You only contracted for my time for the length of the trip. And, as you say, you’re a Condista and I’m a Bindari... We just don’t move in the same corporate levels...”
“But what will you do? Where will you go? How will I see you again?”
“I’m going to visit Click. I told you about him. If I like the Western Territories maybe I’ll see what’s available to me through my over-corp. I’ll have to wait, and see what happens.”
Until that moment, Maddy had not really thought about what would happen with Shula when they reached the train’s final destination. She wouldn’t be able to keep the girl with her as an assistant, of course. There were enough assistants at the Corporation to make that untenable. And how would she have explained it? As a temporary measure she might get away with having a Bindari act as her assistant—she could blame the storm for not having requested one of the proper caste from her over-corp’s home in Detroit. But in NDA? No.
And Maddy no doubt would be boarding at the Corporation House. There were no rules against allowing a visitor of any caste. She would break no laws if she were to invite Shula to her room. When time permitted.
Frankly, with the problems now awaiting her at NDA, when would she have time? There would be late night consultations and conference meetings with Enjeniros and scientists from every one of the varying castes and sub-castes. How was she even to be able to contact Shula when and if time permitted?
