Big on Education

by Laurie Ames

  They became wholly lost in the moment as their passion was building for each other. They wanted more and began kissing each other, ever more passionately. Their heads began moving diagonally, their lips linking up, mouths wildly agape, their bodies getting closer as Sylvia stretched higher up to massage her body into Natasha.

  The magnetic electricity finally gave way.

  They began violently clinging to each other as they kissed with total abandon, completely forgetting the busy office environment around them. Natasha then kneeled along with Sylvia, then gently laid Sylvia down, climbing on top of her. Natasha began running her impeccably manicured hands along Sylvia’s whole flank, grasping her curves, experiencing the shape of her breasts, and savoring the forbidden moment. She kissed with breathless abandon until she found her fingers pinching the left nipple of this hot woman in front of her.

  Suddenly pulling her face away, Natasha, visibly shaken, whispered “You’re my employee, what the hell are we doing?”

  “This!” Sylvia gasped, pulling her boss’s hand back to the crisp pastel red point at the center of her breast. She reached her face up to meet Natasha’s lips, but she pulled away once again.

  “No, I mean…” Natasha said, distressed, becoming more frantic than Sylvia thought possible. She abruptly got off Sylvia and sat rigid on the floor, looking stunned. Sylvia straightened her tousled hair while repositioning her body to mimic Natasha’s stance.

  “I know…” Sylvia said sadly, deflated - still anxious, still wanting. She didn’t want to consider the implications of what they were doing, all she wanted to do was get more intimate.

  “I don’t think we can do this,” Natasha said.

  “But we already are!” Sylvia replied, wanting Natasha even more.

  “I know,” Natasha replied, “But... I mean, you know, you’re my subordinate. It’s unprofessional. It’s unethical.”

  “But don’t you think… I mean, there’s going to be even more tension between us now,” Sylvia said.

  “I know. You’re right.”

  “So what do we actually do about it?”

  “Well one solution is to fire you.” Natasha said with a giggle, not really meaning it.

  Sylvia just pressed her eyebrows upwards, not saying a word.

  “Okay, I have…umm…a bit of a nefarious idea,” Natasha said, crinkling her face in depravity at the thought, “What if we just have one wild night? Get out all that sexual tension. Then we can move back to being colleagues. We’ll never talk about it again. I’ll clear up the rumors and we can just go on without all that tension.”

  Sylvia tipped her head beaming at the suggestion. She liked it, simply because she was just so attracted to Natasha. She wanted her so badly that refusing the offer was unthinkable. But still… she was drunk with desire for the idea, but sober enough to wonder if it was a solution. What if it just made things harder?

  “I don’t know… Do you really think that’s a good idea?” Sylvia said. She found herself hesitant despite how much she really wanted this.

  “Well, what do you think? I feel it might clear things up for us so we can proceed as we should. I feel that if we have all this sexual tension, it’s going to just build up and up until something happens. Or the other workers in the office will continue to see how attracted we are to each other and start to redouble their rumors.”

  “But what if it doesn’t work?” Sylvia said.

  “Well, I can keep my end of the bargain if you can,” Natasha said, unable to contain the flirtatiousness of looking into Sylvia’s eyes, “Besides, one night of fun can’t hurt, right?”

  “I guess so…” Sylvia responded, “I’ll think about it and get back to you over the weekend or something?”

  “Okay” Natasha said gently, putting her hand reassuringly around Sylvia’s waist. But it didn’t abate any feelings, it relieved nothing. All the gesture served to do was make Sylvia desire Natasha even more, just from her touch alone.

  “Okay,” Sylvia responded in turn, smiling at Natasha.

  “You have my cell,” Natasha said, “Just call me up if you decide that’s what you want. Don’t think about it too long.”

  “Well do,” Sylvia said.

  They left it at that, and Sylvia went home to contemplate the proposed arrangement.

  Chapter 4

  Sylvia arrived home and set her keys down. She immediately went to her bedroom, tugging at the zipper on her dress until it slid down her back. She swapped her dress out for pajama shorts, a loose tank top, and her pair of fuzzy pink slippers. As she flopped down on the couch and flipped the TV on, she couldn’t help but think about this new turn of events.

  She started agonizing about all the office rumors, and it made her stomach tighten. It made her feel embarrassed and ashamed, but at the same time, deep within her, it just did not matter. They were completely wrong about how she earned her job. She knew that Natasha hadn’t just hired her because she was attractive. She hired her because she was the best person for the job, and she knew that. But it still upset her to dwell on it.

  She thought about Natasha saying she would talk to the rest of the staff. She intuitively trusted that Natasha would do a good job. She knew these people, she had been working with them for quite some time, and Sylvia was sure Natasha would handle the situation properly and efficiently. It still made her nervous, though. She was afraid of what everyone would think, even though she knew that was foolish. She wondered if it might be better for Natasha to talk to them in person: it might make the others consider it more carefully. She decided that would most likely be the best course of action.

  But that just got her thinking about the other offer… the naughty proposition that Natasha had suggested. She wanted to give in badly but was nervous that it might be a reckless choice.

  She was so attracted to Natasha and wanted to make out with her, but she just wasn’t sure. If she had sex with Natasha, she would not be able to just turn those feelings off. Then again, she was not sure if she could let her feelings for Natasha go regardless. The one memory they shared was the amazing kiss, and she was craving more.

  Soon she became incredibly caught up in fantasizing about everything she had just experienced. The way that Natasha had kissed her and touched her body. It turned her on. When she left the room, she had wanted to turn back and kiss Natasha once more. She wanted to feel her body. She really wanted to taste her pussy. She wanted to feel Natasha’s sweet, soft slippery pussy against her tongue, to dig her hands into Natasha’s thighs as she looked at her squirming in ecstasy.

  She sunk deep and comfortably into the couch. She closed her eyes and suddenly found herself with a hand down her shorts, not fully masturbating, just teasing a little, while fantasizing about Natasha. It was almost subconscious, she barely noticed that she was doing it, until she began touching her clit, squeezing it and putting pressure on it. It throbbed when she remembered the fantasy visual of Natasha’s tied hands. The TV was on, but she was completely unable to pay attention. Her mind was racing. She couldn’t stop thinking about Natasha and how breathtakingly hot their make-out session was. She wanted more. Maybe she should take Natasha up on her offer! The more she thought about it, the hotter she became. The masturbating began to accelerate, her finger now becoming very moist and sticky. She started rubbing her clit from side to side, imagining Natasha doing it for her. She replaced her finger with her hand, rubbing harder and faster, rapidly driving towards an orgasm that’d been building. She began to plunge deeply into herself as she rolled back and forth in ecstasy. The heat gathering at her core was ready to explode. A deep flush crept up her chest as she started to tremble, breathing in gasps and soft moans, as she began to orgasm. Her orgasm caused her to jerk spasmodically, as she squirmed and whimpered, before finally going calm.

  “Oh my God!” she exclaimed as she pulled her fingers out and began sucking on them, one at a time. “Mmmm” she moaned out loud. “I wish these fingers had been inside Natasha.”

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p; Her mind was now made up, she knew this attraction was genuine. She picked up her phone from the coffee table and swiped her thumb across the screen to unlock it. She flipped through her contacts until she landed on Natasha’s name. She sat there, staring at it for several moments before clicking the button to write a new message.

  She closed her eyes, thumb poised over the keypad. She wanted to do this. She finally gave in and typed out a message telling Natasha that she was down for the proposition.

  “Let’s do this,” she ended the text message, adding a winking smiley face.

  Natasha replied just a few minutes later asking if Sylvia was free that same night. At first Sylvia was flabbergasted to receive such a prompt reply, but then her eyes opened wide at the message, and her face beamed. She let Natasha know that she was in fact free that evening and would love to get together! Within two minutes Natasha replied with her address, saying to meet at her place.

  Grinning widely, Sylvia jumped up to go change. As she flipped through her closet, she texted Natasha that she would be there within the hour. She had just changed into her pajamas but didn’t mind getting dressed again for this sort of occasion.

  She rummaged through her underwear drawer until she found a pair of black lace panties and bra that matched perfectly. She smiled as she slipped her shorts off and pulled the lingerie on. Her shirt dropped to the floor and she slipped her bra on, reaching around the back to clasp it. She flipped through her closet trying to decide what to wear. She figured a simple dress would do the trick. Finally, she found the perfect one. A comfortable modest black dress that slipped over her head easily. It fit perfectly and showed off her perky bust with a plunging neckline. Adjusting her dress in the mirror, she smiled at her reflection, excited for the evening to come.

  Chapter 5

  Natasha was patiently waiting for Sylvia to show up at her apartment. She had busily tidied up, mostly just cramming clothes and junk into her closets. She was determined to keep up an appearance that she was a neat and tidy housekeeper. She went to the mirror and put on a thin layer of lipstick, even though she knew it would probably be smeared posthaste.

  Finally, the doorbell rang, and Natasha jumped up and dashed for the door, but then paused for a moment, remembering that a lady never rushes. When she opened the door, she cracked a big wide grin. She was eager to see Sylvia and was feeling very horny, due to their previous little meeting. Natasha was older and more experienced in the area of love, so had much more control over herself. But now was the time to let go of that control and allow passion to take over, and completely indulge in each other.

  As soon as the door closed, Sylvia started to speak. “I hope you are up for this as much as I am.” But Natasha stopped her abruptly by pressing a finger across her mouth, then reached over and kissed her hard on the lips.

  She was surprised when Sylvia immediately returned the kiss with just as much passion. This she did not anticipate, but it pleased her and more importantly, it turned her on to no end. Sylvia’s obvious passion and aggression was very seductive. Natasha was unable to resist Sylvia’s temptations, at least not tonight.

  Sylvia was now pulling Natasha close, kissing her fervidly. Natasha placed her hands onto Sylvia’s pronounced hips, feeling the thin fabric and enjoying how it bunched up on Sylvia’s smooth skin. As she moved her hands along Sylvia’s body, she adored feeling her smooth curves. Sylvia kept pulling Natasha closer until she had her pinned up against the wall. Their bodies were pressed very close and touching intimately…especially their hips, waists and breasts.

  As Natasha continued kissing Sylvia, she bunched Sylvia’s dress up in her hand. She hiked it up to reveal her soft thighs and ran her hands over them. She slipped her fingers underneath the waistband of her black lace panties, while gently feeling the skin on her hips. Skimming her fingers along Sylvia’s pussy, she lifted the other side of the dress. She swiftly pulled the black lace panties down to her high heels, then got onto her knees to pull them all the way off.

  Natasha looked up at Sylvia and smiled seductively while gradually inching her face towards Sylvia’s bare pussy. Sylvia moved one foot to step out of her panties and position her legs in a wider stance so that Natasha could more easily take what she wanted. She was drooling, underneath, literally dripping due to the anticipation. Natasha stuck her tongue out and slipped it in between her pussy lips. She manipulated Sylvia’s clit with the tip of her tongue, gently moving it back and forth, then played with the sweet pearl between her lips. She took the thread of moisture in her mouth and drank it in.

  Natasha slid her hands up along Sylvia’s entire legs, feeling the curves of her calves and thighs. She looked up at Sylvia to relish the shiver of pleasure that Sylvia had on her face, as she leaned her head back, reveling in the ecstasy. It made Natasha smile before she again buried her face deep into Sylvia’s pussy. She placed her hand along the inside of Sylvia’s thigh and teased her with the tips of her fingers as she brushed them gently across her vulva, making her shutter with pleasure. She kept teasing Sylvia and buried her tongue deeper in between Sylvia’s lips, licking her ample juices and feeling the soft moisture of the sensitive skin on her inner labia. The very act of eating pussy was one of Natasha’s favorite activities in the bedroom.

  She could tell that Sylvia was getting antsy. This position did not quite allow for certain things, so Natasha gracefully stood back up and kissed Sylvia on the mouth.

  “Mmmm,” Sylvia moaned, “That… tastes… good.”

  “I know,” Natasha meowed, sliding her hand around Sylvia’s waist, “Let’s move over to the bedroom.”

  “Mmhmmm. It’s like you read my mind!” Sylvia said as she smiled flirtatiously at Natasha, studying her lips as they rested their foreheads together.

  Natasha grabbed Sylvia’s hand as they playfully pranced to the bedroom, smitten and smiling at each other the whole way. Once there, Natasha climbed onto her bed and kneeled, anticipating Sylvia. Sylvia did the same and they kissed for a moment before Sylvia gently pushed Natasha down onto the bed. She climbed on top of her, kissing her stomach, her breasts, her neck, until she got to Natasha’s mouth, which she kissed hungrily and passionately. The lipstick she’d applied earlier was long gone.

  She slid Natasha’s shirt up, putting her palm underneath to feel the sweetness of Natasha’s skin. She ran her hand over Natasha’s stomach. Her stomach had a nice natural curve to it. Sylvia liked the way she had the perfect amount of pudge at her hips and how it transitioned onto her naturally cinched waist and lightly padded ribcage. She was an hourglass. And then her breasts… Sylvia could have spent all night just touching them. She thought that they were probably a D cup. They were so round and perfect, and the way that they curved into her chest was entirely sexy.

  Sylvia wrapped her arms around Natasha’s back so that she could undo the bra. Natasha complied and arched her back to allow Sylvia’s hands to easily reach the bra clasp. With that, Natasha lifted her shirt up all the way and pulled her open bra over her head, discarding them to the side of the bed.

  Sylvia dove face first into Natasha’s breasts, kissing them sweetly, feeling the plumpness in between her lips, then sliding her tongue along them. It made Natasha moan and she unintentionally arched her back up, which just pressed her bosom more deeply into Sylvia’s face. This pleased Sylvia immensely.

  As Sylvia played with Natasha’s wide translucent nipples, she reveled in seeing they were both pierced with thin silver rings. Her long pink tongue probed the nipple rings, as she reached her hand down, sliding it seductively along Natasha’s body until she was at the waistline of Natasha’s skirt. Sylvia slipped her hand down the skirt and began rubbing Natasha’s swollen clit through the outside of her panties. The panties felt soft and silky, and when she looked down, she saw they were a deep, dark sexy red. She could feel that her panties were already well moistened as she ran her fingers down her clit and along her open pussy.

  Suddenly, Sylvia moved down between Natasha’s legs
and pulled her skirt and panties down in one swift, fluid movement. Natasha bent one leg, pulling her foot through the skirt and panties so that it was at least partially off. It allowed Sylvia to lie between her legs and dip her head down to greet Natasha’s pussy with her mouth. She liked the way that Natasha tasted, so sweet and tangy. She tasted like strawberries in sunshine. Sylvia licked her entire pussy with a wide flat tongue, up and down, enjoying feeling the curves and intricacies of her delicate pussy. She placed her hands onto Natasha’s inner thighs, keeping them spread apart as her legs twitched from the pleasure that Sylvia was providing for her.

  Sylvia looked up from the wonders of Natasha’s cunt to check on her emotions. As she expected, Natasha was gently smiling, squirming, and enjoying the immense pleasure that Sylvia was giving. Sylvia slid her hands along the insides of Natasha’s thighs, getting closer to her pussy. She wanted to tease Natasha, but at the same time she couldn’t resist the urge to touch and see how wet she might be. She craved it like she craved rich chocolate.

  Surely enough, her pussy was dripping wet. She inserted one finger and moved it around, lightly massaging the opening of her pussy. Natasha moaned and began to breathe heavily. Sylvia smiled at Natasha’s reactions; it turned her on to see so much sensuality. She began moving her finger a little faster, grazing her G spot which made Natasha breathe deeper and gasp in ecstasy.

  “I want…” she took a deep breath “two fingers now…” Natasha moaned as she began thrusting her hips towards Sylvia’s fingers. Sylvia smiled at the suggestion and put her second finger into Natasha, satiating her pussy with ever more pleasure. It felt good to have Natasha’s tight warm pussy wrapped softly around her fingers.

  Sylvia continued moving her fingers in and out harder, faster. Natasha was clearly enjoying the new sensations as she rocked her hips back and forth, getting Sylvia’s fingers deeper and deeper into her pussy. Noticing Natasha was craving more, Sylvia obliged by straightening herself into a more comfortable position so that she could efficiently finger the sexy vixen before her. She leaned slightly over Natasha’s body, thrusting her fingers deeper into her pussy and grinning at Natasha’s reaction as she watched her body twist and squirm from the pleasure.