Big on Education

by Laurie Ames

  “Just tell me what you knew?” demanded Kelsie.

  “When?”

  “Last night. When you came back to my place. What did you know, then?”

  Lena shrugged her shoulders and shook her head.

  “All I knew was that my mom had a friend who needed a job, and she wanted me to come over and taste her cooking and see what I thought. She hadn’t told her friends anything about me or my business, so that if I didn’t like it, it wouldn’t be a big awkward thing.”

  “What did you know about me?”

  “Just your name. Nothing else.”

  “When I was fucking your hand, you didn’t know you were going to be offering me a job?”

  “No, I swear I didn’t,” Lena said. “And I handled it badly last night. I should have told you something. I – earlier in my career, I got into a bad workplace situation. I was dating someone at my restaurant, and it turned into an accusation of favoritism. And I just…kind of stopped. And last night, my friend abandoned me to fuck her bartender, and I was just so lonely. And you’re so gorgeous and I thought it would be amazing, hot, no strings sex. I thought what harm could it do?” Lena laughed, but the sound was hollow and empty. Which felt appropriate. “I’ll never bring it up. You don’t owe me anything. I’m so sorry.”

  “Tell me again about how I’m gorgeous.”

  Heat rushed through Lena’s veins. She’d never once kissed a person in this house, boy or girl. She’d never brought anyone home to meet her parents. She’d never seen her father threaten someone to behave or heard her mother worry that she needed to be home by such and such a time. She’d been so good, since forever.

  She was going to kiss Kel again. She was going to hire her, assuming that her references checked out and the rest of her cooking was as good as her barbeque. Especially if her strawberry cheesecake was really as good as she’d implied. And that was just going to have to be okay.

  “You’re remarkably gorgeous,” Lena said. “I love that you’re curvy, soft and delicious, just like a sweet juicy peach. I wanted to taste your skin last night, but I got all stupid and never took a chance.”

  Kel’s gaze softened as the heat ran through her as well. “If you had the chance last night, what would you have done?” She took a step closer, pressing into Lena’s space. Lena let her knees fall apart, and Kel slipped easily into the space between her thighs.

  “I would have stripped you down and licked your nipples until you begged me to touch you. I wanted to tongue you until you begged me to give you back my fingers. I wanted to fuck you with my tongue until you screamed. The way you came last night was unbelievable. I’ve never seen anyone unravel like that, and I want to see it all over again.” She slid her arms around Kel’s shoulders, letting her lean in more closely. “Does that sound tempting?”

  Kel’s eyes glittered with something very, very warm. “So very much,” she said. She ran her hands up the insides of Lena’s thighs. Lena had worn brightly patterned leggings under a charcoal colored tunic, and the feeling of Kel’s fingers tracing up the shivery skin of her inner thighs made her sigh. Kel bent her fingers in a diamond shape and pressed them over Lena’s sex, framing her pussy. Lena sighed and resisted the urge to press into her hand. For one thing, she wasn’t sure she was allowed just yet, and for another, she thought she might slide off the countertop if she wasn’t careful.

  Kel pressed one long finger up the seam of Lena’s pussy, and studied her face as she gasped and bit at her lip. “I wonder,” she said. “I wonder what would happen if I were to fuck you right here in your Mom’s bathroom. Would you stop me?”

  It was an odd way of asking for permission. Kel was so much younger than her, but that made it all the more submissive and intriguing.

  “How could I possibly stop you?” Lena asked. Her voice was soft and breathy, her cunt was slippery wet with arousal. All the desire she’d been feeling last night flooded back in, and she was gasping without any further touch. “You’re so much stronger than me. I will have to do anything you say.”

  Kel’s small smile widened into a big grin. “That’s right,” she said. “That’s absolutely right. So Lena, what I demand is that you be absolutely quiet. Not another sound. Or else I’ll have to tell everyone about what you’ve been doing all these nights. How you pick up slutty girls in bars and take them home, then leave them unsatisfied.” Kel pressed forward and nipped at Lena’s earlobe. Her fingers traced up from the wet smear in her leggings to flirt with the waistband for just a moment before sliding down and cupping Lena’s sex.

  “Oh Jesus,” Lena whispered. Kel made a disapproving noise and pressed a finger over Lena’s lips.

  “Last warning,” Kel said. “You make a single sound, and I will have to stop.” Lena opened her mouth to agree, then thought better of it, and just nodded.

  Kel’s grin got just a lot wider. “Take these off,” she insisted, tapping at Lena’s hips.

  Last night, Kel had pulled off her clothes with very little ceremony, but Lena had a different plan in mind. She might be old, but she loved to dance, and she loved to move her hips. She pushed back at Kel until she could slide down off the countertop, then turned around so her ass was facing Kel. Kel obliged her by running her hands down the very slight curve of her hips, and Lena pressed her ass back towards Kel, letting her butt press against Kel’s belly as she hooked her thumbs in her leggings and gently pulled them down.

  “No panties,” Kel said. “My oh my. What a naughty girl.”

  Lena turned around, leaning back against the counter. She gestured at the tunic, but Kel shook her head. “No, leave it alone,” she said. “You’re just fine the way you are.

  Lena expected Kel to come in close to her, but that wasn’t what happened. Not at all. Kel slipped down to her knees, taking a moment to pull a towel from the side for a kneeling pad, then moved forward, pressing Lena’s thighs a little wider. Lena wanted to hiss out a quick “What are you doing?” She wanted to beg her to do exactly what she was hoping Kel would do. When Kel flicked her tongue over the lowest edges of Lena’s belly, Lena had to grip the counter to avoid crying out in pleasure. When her fingers snaked a path through the tangles of her pubic hair, Lena thought she might die if she didn’t at least let out a loud groan. But the stern look from Kel left her utterly convinced that she meant it when she said she’d stop, and there was no way she was letting that happen.

  Kel leaned forward and pressed the flat of her tongue to Lena’s clit. Lena gripped the countertop as hard as she could, trying to choke back the groan that wanted to pour from her throat. She was achingly horny. She was ready to beg Kel to fill her up, to fuck her and come all over her tongue. She wanted the girl to unravel just like she had been unraveled.

  It was over embarrassingly quick. Kel slid her fingers into Lena’s hungry emptiness and curled them forward, finding the exact spot that made Lena see stars. Titanic waves of pleasure radiated out from her clit, racing through her body and crashing into her brain. She had to bite down on the palm of her hand to keep from screaming as she climaxed, almost lightning fast. Then as she started sagging to the floor, her pussy clenching, her body limp, Kel began wiping the wetness from her chin and reached into her purse for a tissue.

  Knock…Knock…Knock. “Lena-love,” Her Mom yelled from the hallway side of the door. “Are you in there? I’ve been looking all over for you. Lena, is that you in there?”

  Awkward silence lingered in the air like a blanket.

  “Uh… Yes Mama,” Lena yelled with a tongue-tied reply. “I’ll be along right away, just having some stomach cramps.”

  “Okay dear, see you in the backyard.” She said as she turned and walked away.

  “Oh my god!” Lena whispered to Kel with a careful arch of her eyebrow. “We’d better get back to the party.”

  Kel covered her mouth, trying not to burst out loud in laughter.

  “Very funny Kel. What the hell kind of mess have I gotten myself into,” Lena said as she tugged her leggings
back on, her knees still shaking. But she had to laugh at the words. For the first time in her life, she didn’t care about her Mom. She pulled Kel in for a long and deep appreciative kiss, not wanting to let go.

  Chapter Five

  The rest of the party passed in a blur. Lena felt sure that the three parents absolutely had to know what they’d been doing. Kel was wearing the most satisfied look Lena had ever seen on a person’s face. Lena knew this, because taking her eyes off the girl was impossible. Her brain felt like it was on fire. All she could imagine was taking the girl back to her townhouse and stripping her naked, fucking her until they both collapsed from total exhaustion.

  An idea sparked in Lena’s brain. “Kel,” she said, interrupting Mama and earning a look that said she’d pay for it later. “If you’re interested in the chef position, I actually need someone sooner rather than later. Do you want to go check out the kitchen, get the lay of the land, and maybe see if it’s something you’d want to start as soon as possible? You’d be able to help with the redesign itself if we started right away, planning menus and getting on top of the inventory.”

  Kel looked confused, but only for a moment. “That sounds amazing,” she said. “I really appreciate that you’re offering me this opportunity.”

  Lena smiled. “Anything for a friend of Mama’s who makes soul food like that,” she said, as the Donaldson’s laughed. And then Mama gave her a smile that flipped Lena’s stomach – like she knew what was really about to happen – but she pushed that feeling away. It didn’t matter. It was about time she told her mother the truth. Especially if there might finally be someone in her life worth caring about.

  They exited as quickly as they could. Kel got into Lena’s car, making excuses about how they would swing by later to pick up her car. They’d barely buckled up before Kel was begging “Please tell me we’re not really going to your restaurant. I mean, I do want to check it out, but I also want to fuck you until you scream.”

  “How about we start with the fucking, and we’ll see the kitchen later?” Lena found herself grinning. “The prep area is impressive.”

  “Oh?” Kel said in a voice that was nearly a coo. “Is it so big and dirty?”

  Lena laughed, but shot her a look. “It’s incredibly clean.”

  “Well.” Kel pouted. “Can we make it dirty?”

  “Filthy dirty.”

  “You know I’m going to fuck you, right?” Her fingers trailed up Lena’s thigh again, stopping short of threatening Lena’s driving skills. “You know I’m going to make you scream like you really want to?”

  “You know I’m going to do the same damn thing right back?”

  “Excellent,” Kel said. “And how far is it to your house? Because I’m so hot that it hurts, and I might distract you by fingering myself here in the car.”

  Lena swallowed hard. “Five minutes. Can you last five minutes?”

  Kel carefully pondered a reply, then suddenly trailed two fingers down her substantial cleavage, and stopped between her legs. “I’ll try to last but drive faster because I’m getting very wet down here.” Lena then laid back in her seat and undid the top button of her jeans. She dipped a finger into her panties and began rubbing in a circular motion. “Mmmm …Oh Lena honey, I wish this was your tongue between my legs right now.”

  “Soon won’t be quick enough,” Lena replied as she swallowed hard and struggled to keep her eyes on the road.

  Her townhouse was small, cute, sterile. Her office reflected her personality much more than her home; she spent more quality time there than she’d ever spent here. But it was a nice space, nothing offensive. Just not particularly her.

  But maybe that would change.

  Kel followed her from the car to the house, and part way up the walk, she reached out and threaded her fingers through Lena’s. “We should go on a serious date some time,” Kel said. Her voice shy all of a sudden.

  Lena stopped on the walkway and turned towards Kel. “I’ve not outed to my Mom yet,” she started, and Kel’s face tumbled all the way down to the ground. Lena hurried on before Kel gave up and walked away. “I will soon, though. I just – I never had reason to before. I just want you to know that it could get…interesting.”

  “I don’t do closets,” Kel said. Her voice was firm, but frightened. “I came out to my parents when I was eleven.”

  “I wish I’d known when I was eleven,” Lena said, hearing the truth out loud for the first time. “I remember telling my mother that I loved my best friend, and she just laughed it off. I thought for years that all girls felt this way sometimes, we just never did anything about it. I just – it wasn’t part of my cultural makeup. And by the time I realized, my father was dead, and the idea of telling my mother and never having let him know – “she stopped and took a deep breath before she broke down crying.

  “I’m sorry love,” Kel said. “I didn’t know.”

  “I’ve never had a real relationship,” Lena continued. “I’ve mostly had random sex in bars and cars. I don’t really know how to make room in my life for a relationship. But I also know that I’m desperately lonely, and I don’t want to have that sort of life anymore. So, if you’re willing to give it a shot, and mix business and pleasure at the same time, I’m ready to give you a shot.”

  Kel took a moment, taking the kind of breath that made her shoulders and her breasts heave. “What the hell,” she said. “You’re good with your hands. I know we’ll make time to figure out the rest of it.” She winked. “I’m all in with you, sweety. So long as we go inside and get your mouth on me right now.”

  “So it’s my mouth you want,” Lena said, reaching in her purse for her keys. She vaguely wondered if her next door neighbor, old Mrs. Collone, could hear her. She was so flushed that she didn’t entirely care. “I thought you wanted me to fuck you.”

  Kel shrugged, absolutely no shame on her face. “Fuck me with your mouth, girl. It’s not that hard.”

  Inside the house, whatever restraint they’d possessed just seemed to vanish. As soon as Kel was inside the door, Lena pressed tight against her, her mouth closing over Kel’s. Their joined weight pushed the door closed. Lena fumbled past Kel’s hip and flipped the lock on the door, then pressed her hand over Kel’s groin, cursing the jeans she had worn that day. “Too much cloth,” she murmured as she pressed her lips to Kel’s neck.

  “Then take them off,” Kel teased. “I though you liked random sex in bars, do I have to tell you everything?”

  Lena couldn’t help but laugh. “Shall I show you to the bedroom, beautiful?”

  “Yes, I think you should,” Kel replied. Lena threaded their fingers together again and Kel followed her to the bedroom.

  They shed their clothes fast, and then crashed together again. Lena explored her body, lifting the weight of her breasts to kiss and bite at the nipples, and then slipped her fingers down between Kel’s thighs to feel the smooth slick wetness that had accumulated there. “Do you want me to taste you now?” Lena asked.

  Kel nodded, and Lena pushed her back towards the bed. Whereas Kel’s bed had looked comfortable and approachable, something that Lena had been delighted to tumble into, her own bed felt shockingly sterile. No throw pillows, no artful arrangement of pictures over the headboard. This had been a place where she came and collapsed before going back to work. But the idea of exploring this woman here, not just in terms of sex, but in terms of who she was personally – was tempting. It was fascinating, delightful, wonderful and slightly terrifying.

  She pressed Kel’s thighs apart and cupped her heat with just her palm at first. Kel gave her a sweet sigh as she relaxed into the bed. It might be sterile and impersonal, Lena thought to herself, but it was a damn comfortable mattress. “Are you sure that all you want is my tongue?” Lena asked.

  “Hmmm?” Kel’s body was thrumming with energy and arousal.

  “I’m not a complete waste of space,” Lena said, laughing to take the sting out of the self-insult. “Can I play with you?”
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br />   Kel leaned up on her elbows, studying Lena for a minute. “I don’t like to hurt,” she said, after a moment. “Things get carried away easily.”

  “Understood,” Lena said. “You’re okay with – uh, penetration?”

  Kel’s mouth twisted in a little smirk. “Clearly.”

  “Are you okay with closing your eyes for a minute? Better yet, silk blindfolds?”

  That took longer to consider, and then Kel nodded. “Blindfolds yes, that’s so hot. But no restraints.”

  “That’s fine.”

  “I’m not saying never. Just not tonight.”

  Lena smiled and kissed the inside of Kel’s thigh, bringing out that gentle sigh again. “I get it. Don’t worry.”

  She left Kel in her bed and went out to the kitchen, getting together supplies that she needed to engage in the game that she was planning. It was a bowl of ice water and the toy she kept in the top drawer of her dresser.

  Kel lay on the bed, an arm thrown over her eyes, her thighs still gently spread. Lena reached over to put the blind fold on Kel and adjusted it to make sure she couldn’t see a thing. Kel moaned slightly from the sweet apprehension of not knowing what was coming next, and that instantly made her senses heighten. She grew slightly anxious, and not surprisingly even hornier.

  Lena knelt between her thighs again and ran the back of her hand up over Kel’s soft, wet pussy. “This is too much?” Lena asked, pressing her thumb firmly over Kel’s clit.

  “Like that, yes, it’s okay,” Kel said.

  “Is this better?” Lena took her fingers down just a tiny bit, pressing into the soft flesh just below her clit, above the opening of her body.

  Kel arched up off the bed, her breath catching in her throat. “Holy shit,” she murmured, and Lena choked back a giggle. “Holy shit.”

  “Good to know,” Lena said. She slipped the toy into the bowl of water, quietly. She didn’t know if Kel would guess, but she didn’t want to take the chance. She wanted to see the gasp.

  She knelt between the Kel’s legs, then bent down to press the flat of her tongue against her body. Kel squirmed against her mouth, letting out a long, low sigh. “Damn,” she murmured, “Oh damn, that feels good.”