Lesbian Only Petals

by Tammy Compton

  “Gloria, isn’t Kim in yet?” I asked the secretary.

  Gloria glanced away and fiddled with the keys of the computer. “She did call and said she would be a little late.”

  A little late? The time on my watch indicated that the short hand was already moving towards eleven.

  “When she gets here, tell her I need to see her in my office,” I instructed Gloria then continued to the kitchenette to make myself another cup of coffee. Each floor of the building had its own kitchenette and the office provided snacks and coffee. We expected much from our employees. We hired the best which made us competitive in the hotel industry but we also gave back to our employees. We believed that if we took care of our inside customers first, our workers, then they would in turn help us to take care of our external customers.

  I was back in my office, fifteen minutes later when there was a knock on my door.

  “Come in.”

  I wasn’t surprised who it was. I steeled myself against the feelings I had whenever I was around her. I tamped down the natural instinct to let her get away with murder because of these crazy feelings.

  “Gloria said you wanted to see me,” she stated.

  I observed her. She was smartly dressed as usual, this morning wearing a blue and white polka dot jacket with a flaring red skirt. Her blue pumps had heels that toppled my mind, just to think about wearing them but they made her legs so sexy. I wondered why she was so tired and why she arrived at work late. I frowned wondering if she already had a girlfriend. Maybe even a boyfriend. Not many women who were lesbians were strictly into women alone. They were more bi than being on any end of the sexuality spectrum.

  The thought of her already being involved with someone else was a bit disturbing but I told myself it wasn’t any of my business.

  “Yes, please have a seat,” I instructed her.

  “I’d rather stand,” she answered. That was one other thing I couldn’t decide if I liked about her. She didn’t take instructions very well because she had a bit of a defiant attitude. It was troubling, at the same time I was pleased that she didn’t let my title instill fear in her.

  “Suit yourself,” I stated. “Why are you late for work? Again?”

  “I had stuff to do,” she answered.

  “I know,” I affirmed. “You had work here at your desk. Which has been vacant all morning. You know if you don’t want this internship, we have a long list of other applicants who are looking for a foot in the door.”

  Her eyes flashed up to meet mine, a little pleading. “I do want this internship.”

  “You don’t act like it!” My voice came out sharp because I wasn’t understanding what was going on with her. She looked tired, not her usual flirtatious self, with the winning dimples. She wasn’t even attempting to give me the doe eyes.

  “I promise I do want it.”

  “Then you’re going to have to start earning this spot,” I reprimanded her. “If you’re late for the rest of the month, I won’t have a choice but to sack you. Is that understood?”

  She nodded and the bottom lip went out. I gripped the edge of the desk to ground myself and not think about those lips on mine.

  “Look, I don’t want to be the horrible boss,” I told her. “You saw what they did to those bosses in the movie but I’ve to treat you just like any regular employee, even when you’re just an intern. I expect you to pull your weight, ask questions if you don’t understand something so we can guide you. I’m here to be your mentor.”

  “Then let me sit here with you,” she suggested, the light back in her eyes. “It’s boring doing the desk stuff with Gloria.”

  Having her in my office all day? The smell of her cologne teasing me?

  “Fine,” I heard myself say even though I knew it was a bad decision. “I’ll have a desk set up for you but remember you asked for this. Starting this evening, you’ll be making up for the hours that you were late this morning.”

  I saw her eyes widen in disbelief and she opened her mouth to protest but I raised my eyebrow and she swallowed the disagreement.

  “Fine.”

  *****

  “Kim, did you hear what I just said?” I glanced up at her from my computer where I was dictating notes for her to take. True to my word, I had kept her back when everyone else would have already left at five. The offices on this floor were already closed up for the day, since it was almost six.

  I sighed when I saw Kim fast asleep on one of the couch. Her head was set at an awkward angle that could not be comfortable. Her lips were slightly parted and now that I wasn’t hearing my own voice, I could hear the soft whisper of her snores.

  For a while I debated between waking her to continue and just sending her home. She seemed truly tired. I didn’t even know how much of what I’d said she had written down. I’d just taken it for granted that she was listening and jotting down the notes or she would have asked me to repeat.

  Highlighting the part of the document I was reading online, I saved the information and walked over to her. I’d tried to work her hard today so I didn’t have to think about how soft and inviting she looked sitting there in the corner. I’d tried to put her as far away from me as possible.

  Despite her childish pouts and her tardiness, she was a smart girl. I’d requested her file from human resources and had been impressed by her grades. Her transcript didn’t have a grade lower than a B plus and I could tell why. She had followed instructions well today since being in my office and when she was working, she didn’t seem as bored.

  Walking over to her, I hesitated before reaching out to wake her and send her home to get some sleep. I really didn’t want her to show up late tomorrow because I’d promised to fire her if she did. And I tried to fulfill my promises. It was the only way your employees took you seriously.

  “Kim, wake up.” I shook her gently, sitting on the arm of the couch.

  “Hmm,” she said on a small moan, starting to stir. The sexy sound hit me hard and clenched my clit with lust. “What’s going on?” she asked, squinting at me.

  “You fell asleep,” I filled in for her. “On the job.”

  She groaned and sat up. “Are you going to sack me?”

  “I should,” I said honestly.

  “Don’t,” she replied on a whisper, her eyes locked with mine. I felt the sudden shift in the room.

  “Why shouldn’t I?”

  “Because of this.”

  Straightening, she hooked a hand behind my head and brought my lips down to hers. Even though she had made the first move, I was the one who finished it. Not able to control myself any longer, I pushed my fingers into her curls and fastened my mouth to hers in a blistering kiss. She kissed me back, sucking on my bottom lip before pushing her tongue into my mouth. I moaned, my heart beating as I slid from the arm of the sofa to sit beside her. And never once did I release her mouth.

  “I’ve wanted you since the first day I saw you,” I murmured against her lips.

  “I know,” she answered, her hands reaching for my blouse to tug the tails from the waistband of my skirt. “I’ve wanted the same.”

  I groaned against her lips and pulled away, bringing my hand around to cup her cheek. “This is so wrong,” I whispered to her even though I wanted to have her undressed beneath me, locking our pussies together into the sweetest kiss.

  “Why?” she asked, unbuttoning my blouse. “I want you and you want me. What else matters?”

  “You can accuse me of sexual harassment in the workplace,” I informed her. “I’m sure they taught you that in Business Ethics.”

  “But what if I want to be harassed?” she pressed. “Relax, Alexia, nobody will know.”

  “We will.”

  She grinned. “And that’s the best part. Imagine me, having sex with someone as powerful as you.”

  With a frown, I pulled back. “That’s why you’re doing this? Bragging?”

  “I’ll show you why I’m doing this,” she murmured, her eyes full of heat. “Just let m
e. Don’t stop me Alexia. We’ve both been wanting this.”

  I couldn’t deny it so I allowed her to pull my blouse apart and remove my bra, which wasn’t needed really except that it prevented my nipples from sticking out through my blouse. She ran her hands over my small tits as though they were juicy cantaloupes waiting for consumption.

  She pressed me back into the couch to recline and drugged me with her kisses. Her tongue plundered my mouth as I raised my hips to assist her in lifting my skirts to my hips. I was just wearing underwear beneath. I moaned when she pulled the material down my legs and threw them to the carpeted floor.

  “I can smell how much you want me,” she said and I could hear the anticipation in her voice. “You’re so wet already, aren’t you Lexi? Want my lips to suck the juice from your pussy, don’t you?”

  I gave a strangled sound as she eased over me once more to flood my mouth with her tongue. Her finger tips trailed inside my thighs, shooting prickles down my spine. She kissed down my cheekbone and licked and kissed my neck, her lips leaving a hot trail. She kissed my chest, finding my breasts and started playing with my nipples with her mouth. A hand delved between my legs to cup my pussy and my hips reared off the seat. I hadn’t been touched by anyone else in so long.

  “Oh God!” I gasped at the sensation flooding me. “Kim!”

  “I’m right here,” she murmured, kissing down my flat tummy. Reaching for my legs, she locked them together while holding them in the air. Pushing my legs forward, she ducked her head and swept her tongue through the folds of my pussy lips mashed together, with the way she had my thighs together.

  “Oooo,” I moaned, marveling at the feel of her tongue. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. With my intern. In my office. A college student who was way too young for me. But her mouth spoke of long familiarity with exploring a woman’s body.

  After torturing me like that for a long time, she finally pulled my legs apart.

  “How badly do you want me to eat you?” she asked as she teased my clit with the tip of her index finger.

  “So bad,” I gasped as she started tapping on my clit.

  She pulled back the skin from my clit and covered it with her lips. My breathing came out quick and shallow as I felt the pressure building in my womb. She slipped a finger into my passage, followed by another and fingered me at the same time she sucked on the swollen clit. Gripping the edge of the sofa with one hand, I plunged the other into her hair and tilted my pelvis upward to encourage her.

  “Oh shit!” I cried and tried to clamp my legs shut, at the intense orgasm that racked through my body. She held my legs apart and didn’t ease the pressure of the suction of her mouth on my clit. I bit the insides of my cheek to prevent myself from crying out as my whole body bowed under the pressure. I dropped back down to the couch, gasping, my heart thumping wildly.

  *****

  “Oh my God,” I gasped. “That was amazing.” My legs were trembling and she kissed my inner thighs before moving back up my body and to kiss me. I held her face between my hands and slanted my mouth over hers.

  “Sit on my face,” I begged her, running my hands up her belly to grasp her round breasts. I squeezed hard, pinching where I thought her nipples would be.

  “Hmm,” she moaned, kissing the corner of my mouth. “You don’t have to return the favor, you know.”

  “Have you forgotten who gives the orders around here” I quipped.

  She chuckled and began to climb up my body. “Okay, boss lady.”

  As usual she wore stockings so I had to poke a hole through the thin material at the crotch and rip an opening. I could already smell the muskiness of her arousal. She must have been really turned on by giving me that climax.

  I pulled her blue underwear one side and revealed a pleasant surprise. God this wild intern of mine is going to get me into trouble. Too late. I already was tongue deep and helpless to do anything about it. I flicked my tongue over the barbell piercing her clit and heard her hiss.

  “Yes!” she hissed. “Your tongue feels so good.”

  I pulled one of her hand to hold her underwear to the side, as I grasped her thighs, my blunt fingernails biting into the flesh. I pulled her further down to sit on my face, her pussy flush against my mouth. The outer lips were a honey gold brown but the inside was a flushed pink. I sucked the meaty flesh into my mouth, devouring her pussy like a hungry man who hadn’t eaten for days.

  The slightly salty taste mixed with her natural juices flooded my tongue. She undulated her hips, moving back and forth while I stuck my tongue out so she could ride it. I unfurled my tongue into her small passage, flicking it around.

  She was gasping and her stomach quivering. I reached up her body to undo her buttons and push my hands into her bra to take out the well-shaped breasts. They were firm and heavy as I squeezed and released, teasing the nipples between my forefinger and thumb. I repeated the gesture several times while I continued eating her. Each time I licked up her juice, more flowed onto my tongue, a never-ending stream of milk hitting my taste buds.

  “Alexia!” she gasped my name, her hips moving frantically, crushing her pelvis to my mouth as her climax neared. “Oh God don’t stop. Please, please, please. Oh God!”

  She wasn’t so concerned with muffling her sounds as I was and she creamed my tongue for the last time, a little scream emitted from her throat. I stared up at her, her eyes closed, her head thrown back, her bronze skin streaked with sweat. I didn’t release her thighs until I had cleaned her good.

  “Let me taste,” she said before I could swallow.

  I glanced at her quizzically as she slid down my body and kissed me. Quite frankly, she sucked her juice from my tongue, moaning. Something jerked deep inside my womb as I stared into her grinning face. Her dimples winked at me and I knew I was in danger of falling for the first girl I’d had since college.

  “I don’t wanna get up,” she murmured on a yawn, lying on top of me, her breasts soft and pillowy against my chest.

  “Kim, don’t fall asleep,” I said, shaking her a little. “Get up.”

  “Mmm hmmm,” she refused and nestled her face into my shoulder. “This feels so good. Being with you like this. Doesn’t it?”

  “Yeah,” I admitted.

  “Let’s just stay like this for a few minutes,” she begged. “I won’t fall asleep. Honest.”

  I knew we couldn’t stay like this. The other workers on this floor might have left but any of the staff could return at any time once the building wasn’t closed off. Plus anyone below stairs could take the elevator to the top floor. On top of that, the cleaning staff started working at these hours. The office door wasn’t even locked. I was about to ask her to get off again when I heard her soft snore. I frowned, once more wondering why she was always so tired.

  And she looked so peaceful lying there on top of me that I couldn’t find it in my heart to wake her. I stroked her back in contentment and realized I’d never felt as peaceful as I was in this moment.

  *****

  “Oh God yes!” Kim cried out and I clamped my hand over her mouth to stifle her moans as I fingered her pussy. She was sitting before me on top of my desk, files and stationary flung to one side or on the carpeted floor. My breathing was shallow and my cheeks red, feeling the tingling in my own clit as I took care of her.

  Gazing at her, eyes heavy with passion and her lips slightly swollen from my kisses, she was so beautiful and happiness burst inside me that I did this to her. Made her cum multiple times, with my mouth, my fingers, the strap-on I’d bought especially to fuck her. The buttons of her top was undone, her breasts with the erect nipples sticking out spilling out of her black bra. I’d bought her the sexy Victoria Secrets set and they fit her just as I had imagined. Her skirt was hiked up to her waist and she was probably getting pussy juice all over my desk but I didn’t care. We could always wipe down later.

  Her eyes closed and I felt the hot breath from her flaring nostrils against the back of my hand. Her inner muscl
es quivered and tightened against my fingers, her body stiffening from her climax. When her body went limp, I removed my hand from her slit. My fingers were wet and sticky from her juices. I brought it to my mouth and licked each finger clean.

  “I love you being so naughty,” she giggled. “Now it’s my turn.”

  She reached for my blouse but at the same time a knock sounded on the door.

  “Alexia, it’s me, Paul.”

  “Coming!” I shouted at him, then turned to ask Kim if she remembered to close the door. She hadn’t. The door pushed in and Paul entered, looking puzzled. His cheeks flushed a bright pink and he turned his back when he noticed what was going on.

  “You should have yelled don’t come in,” he stated. “Should I go and come back?”

  “No, you’re already here,” I answered, feeling embarrassed that he’d caught us in the act. “Could you just give us a minute?”

  “Sure. I’ll be on the outside.”

  When he closed the door, Kim hopped down from the desk. “I’ve to use the bathroom. I’m icky.”

  “Grown-ups don’t say icky,” I told her but laughed despite us being caught. “And you need a paddling for forgetting to close the door. Thank God it was just Paul.”

  “You’re the one who dragged me to the desk, not giving me time to close it properly,” she argued but she reached up to wrap her arms around my neck and plant a kiss on my mouth. “How comes you never told me about this guy? Who is he that he gets access up here after work hours?”

  “That’s my best friend,” I told her.

  She frowned at me as she fixed her clothes. “Just friends?” she asked and I felt pleased hearing the jealousy in her tone.

  “Yes, just friends,” I answered, pulling her to me. I grabbed her by the ass, molding and squeezing as we kissed deeply.

  “I’m still waiting!” Paul yelled from the other side of the door.

  “Sweetie can you use the bathroom down the hall so I can speak to Paul in private?” I begged her, breaking our kiss.