She leaned back on her hands and smiled at the younger woman. “And I have to admit that I’ve been interested in you since I first saw you earlier today.”
“Interested?” Phoebe could not believe what she was hearing. Was this woman actually admitting to the same feelings she herself had been fighting with all day long?
“You know what I mean. That dress—did you think I was just telling you how cute it is? It hugs your body in all the right ways.”
Zoe eyed Phoebe up and down quickly, as if to prove her point.
“I’ve been interested, and I kept thinking about you periodically throughout the day. It might sound a little corny, but I feel like there’s some sort of fate pulling us together in this elevator.”
Phoebe laughed, in spite of herself. “That does sound incredibly corny!” she said. “But it’s nice to hear. To be equally as honest, I’ve had you on my mind all day. I could barely get any work done this morning, just for thinking about you. I really wanted a chance to meet you again, so maybe you’re right. Maybe there’s some cosmic reason why we’re stuck in this elevator together.”
The words sounded silly coming out of her mouth, but Phoebe said them anyway.
She did not really believe in things like that, but she could not help herself. The woman she had fantasized about all morning was here, stuck with her in a small space, and telling her that she had the same feelings.
What more could she possibly want?
CHAPTER FIVE
There was a little more she wanted, to be sure, but she was not going to let herself think about that.
Her mind was still spinning from how quickly this conversation had come about.
She had to give herself a chance to catch up, or she was going to get completely lost in the other woman.
Then again, that might not have been such a bad thing. She thought she could get lost in Zoe for days, given half a chance.
Zoe was grinning at her still in the weird light of the backup lighting. “I was taking a pretty big chance telling you the truth, but opportunities like this one don’t present themselves very often. I took it as a sign that I was supposed to make my intentions very clear, so believe me, I’m glad you agree.”
“I never would have imagined you would be interested in someone like me,” said Phoebe. “I’m nobody! I’m just starting out, without any kind of a title or position of importance, and I have no bearing on my company whatsoever. Wouldn’t a strong woman like you be more interested in someone with a little more power?”
Zoe laughed again, and this time, she snaked an arm around Phoebe’s waist. Phoebe did not stop her. “I much prefer younger ladies like you. I like getting to know women who are fresh and new to the world of corporate life. They aren’t drawn and stressed yet. Women like you haven’t gotten bored with the way the world works. You still have life in your eyes, and I love that in other women.”
Phoebe beamed at that. She had never been so highly complimented before, and especially not by someone she found so incredibly attractive.
She liked the way Zoe had wrapped an arm around her without so much as a second thought, and she scooted in slightly closer, just hoping to encourage the older woman to continue with her actions.
Zoe, however, was much more interested in pushing things a little further.
When she saw that Phoebe was receptive to her advances, she reached over with her free hand and cupped Phoebe’s face, peering into her eyes.
Phoebe gazed back at her, completely taken aback by how forward the older woman turned out to be. It was startling, but she was very into it.
“You have really beautiful eyes,” Phoebe said.
Zoe did not stop to respond before she crushed her lips roughly against the younger woman’s.
Phoebe tried to cry out in surprise, but found that she could make almost no sound against Zoe’s lips.
She told herself not to get involved so quickly, but she had spent all morning wanting to be near this mystery woman.
Now that she had the opportunity, she was not about to let common sense win out over her feelings.
She opened her mouth slightly to allow Zoe to push her tongue inside, and the two snaked their tongues together for several minutes, before Zoe pulled back away, breathless.
“Wow,” Phoebe whispered.
Zoe grinned at her as she allowed her hand to trail slowly down to the younger woman’s chest.
“Would you be interested in going a little further?” she asked. Her dark eyes glinted with a hint of mischief, and Phoebe could not imagine saying no to a face like that.
“What did you have in mind?” she said instead, trying out her rusty flirting tactics.
She did not have to try very hard, as Zoe had been more than prepared for this situation. She was clearly in the mood for more than just making out, and she sat up on her knees, then straddled Phoebe on the elevator floor as she looked down at the younger woman with lust in her eyes.
“I have several things in mind,” she said. “The question is, how far are you willing to go with a stranger you’ve just met?”
Phoebe gazed up at the powerful woman who was more or less sitting on top of her, and she wanted everything Zoe could give to her.
Zoe’s hands were already traveling, moving behind Phoebe to unzip her dress from the back.
The entire scene played out as if in slow-motion, and Phoebe could not believe what she was witnessing as Zoe carefully pulled down the zipper and pushed her sleeveless dress down away from her shoulders.
She stopped before completely undressing Phoebe, taking a moment to admire her figure before roughly pulling her bra off as well.
Phoebe sat there on the floor of the elevator, feeling exposed and a little chilly with her breasts bare in front of the other woman, and she longed to be touched.
Zoe was taking her time removing her own shirt and bra, and as much as Phoebe wanted the two of them to be naked there together, she also yearned for Zoe to hurry up and get back to worshipping her body.
Zoe seemed to understand pretty well how badly Phoebe wanted her, and she was happy to peel her own clothing off slowly, putting on a show for the woman who sprawled beneath her.
This was hardly the first time Zoe had hooked up with a fresh new face at a business conference, but Phoebe was one of the most attractive younger women she had ever had the pleasure of getting naked with over a long weekend.
She had certainly never had the chance to do something like this in an elevator. The excitement of being so naughty was almost enough to get her wet just thinking about it.
Finally, Zoe finished the drawn-out task of undressing herself, finishing by pulling her pants off and leaving her panties on as she returned to Phoebe.
As Zoe moved back into her position on top of her, Phoebe moaned before she could stop herself.
The warmth of the other woman’s skin and the sweet smell of her perfume were enough to drive her crazy.
Zoe pulled Phoebe’s dress down and off of her body, and immediately began to touch her, with only the younger woman’s thin panties keeping her from direct contact.
“You like this?” Zoe asked. Her voice was low and heavy with repressed desire.
Phoebe pushed her hips upward and into Zoe’s fingers, urging her to go faster. “I like it,” she breathed. “I want it. I want more.”
Zoe grinned down at her. With her free hand, she cupped the younger woman’s breasts one at a time, pinching her nipples gently as she continued to rub her through her panties.
Phoebe felt like she was going to go crazy. Zoe was driving her mad with her slow and steady movements. Things had heated up so quickly between the two of them that now, all she wanted was a release.
She squirmed beneath the older woman, trying to move more quickly against her touch, and Zoe laughed.
“You want it bad, don’t you?” she said. She slipped her hand beneath Phoebe’s panties and pressed her fingers against the younger woman’s wet slit.
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nbsp; Phoebe bit her lower lip and threw her head back, almost hitting it on the elevator wall.
She desperately wanted Zoe to touch her more and more, but every quick stroke of the older woman’s fingers was enough to leave her reeling. Having gone for so long without the touch of another woman, it took almost nothing to bring her to the brink of a climax.
Zoe adjusted her position so as to sit up on her knees as she rubbed, and Phoebe took the opportunity to return the favor she was so happily receiving.
Although the position was a little awkward, she pushed Zoe’s panties down just enough to slide one of her fingers slowly inside of her, and relished in the way Zoe’s eyes rolled back momentarily at the touch.
For a few seconds, Zoe was too caught up in the sudden sensation that she forgot to keep rubbing.
Soon, however, the two had developed a sort of rhythm in which Zoe rubbed Phoebe hard while Phoebe, in turn, thrust two fingers in and out of her. Neither could keep up the pace very long, simply because of the precarious way in which they were sitting, but it was not going to take the two women long to reach their climaxes.
After a little while of their rhythmic thrusting and stroking, Phoebe could not stand it any longer.
The way the older woman gasped and panted as she rocked back and forth, and the sensation of those long, slender fingers pressing on her most sensitive area were too much.
She cried out Zoe’s name as she came, bucking her hips roughly against the other woman as she rode out her orgasm.
All the while, she tried to focus on thrusting her fingers, forcing herself to keep up the motion despite her wild distraction.
It was more than enough for Zoe. The attractive young woman writhing beneath her touch and screaming her name in pleasure would have likely pushed her over the edge, anyway, but Phoebe’s erratic thrusts as she came down from her orgasm were enough to finish her off quickly.
Almost at the same time as her partner, Zoe came, too, grinding hard against Phoebe’s hand as wave after wave of pleasure raced up and down her body.
CHAPTER SIX
Completely spent and coming down from the high of semi-public sex with a near-stranger, both women leaned against the elevator wall, panting, before dissolving into laughter over the entire situation.
For Zoe, this little escapade had been a much-needed escape from the stress of a work conference.
On the other hand, Phoebe had never hooked up with a professional peer before, and felt some sense of personal empowerment from the rendezvous.
Relief and giddiness washed over both women as they laughed together, naked in the elevator.
EPILOG
The two women took their time in getting dressed after their little tryst in the broken elevator.
It was still some time before the maintenance workers were able to get it up and running again.
In their remaining time together after dressing once again, they lounged drowsily as they enjoyed the afterglow of their romantic adventure.
“Do you think we’ll see each other again?” Phoebe asked as she squeezed Zoe’s hand.
Zoe shrugged. “There’s still a lot of weekend to go,” she said. “If you’re free tonight, we can see how this works in a bed instead of in an elevator.”
Phoebe laughed, and just then, the lights popped back on and the elevator lurched into motion once again.
When the maintenance workers met the two women on the next floor, they thought nothing of their disheveled hair and clothing.
After all, they had been trapped in elevator for over an hour. There was nothing suspicious about their messy appearance, even though they both walked away giggling quietly.
THE END
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MAID OF
HONOR
A Lesbian Romance
By
Cassandra Cole
CHAPTER ONE
“There she is!”
Collette Sanders strolled into the crowded bar with a broad smile on her face, her long legs barely covered by her mini-skirt and the overcoat she wore over her evening wear.
Heads turned, as they always did, to watch the tall brunette that had just stepped in from the cold and was making her way to the group of girls noisily occupying the three booths in the corner.
“My maid of honor!”
Jackie’s voice echoed across the bar, her shrill excitement piercing through the heavy cigarette smoke and loud music playing from a vintage music box to her side.
The crowd seemed to part as she ran to Collette and embraced her viciously, squeezing her tight as both women jumped up and down.
“You are going to kill me,” Collette giggled as she quickly tried to calm the bride-to-be, holding her close as they returned to the other bachelorette party guests waiting for them.
She recognized them all, some of which she hadn’t seen since college, the others various friends from Jackie’s ever-growing social circle.
Everyone was dressed to impress, and from the corner of her eye, Collette could see the hungry stares of drinkers, men and women alike, as they watched from afar.
“Next round’s on Collette!” Jackie screamed out, the other women joining in unison to cheer on the next round of what appeared to be tequila shots. Collette could already see that a few of them had waltzed deep into the zone of drunken bachelorettes, and she knew that in a few hours, they’d all be spilling over each other in the booths, making more of a fiasco than they already were.
That suited her just fine.
She waved to the bartender and signaled for the next round, evoking more cheers and shrill laughter.
“Collette, you have got to meet Tara!” Jackie cried out, pulling her friend by the arm to the furthest booth occupied by the party, the group of women sitting there unrecognizable.
Jackie had just recently changed jobs, and from the look of it, the booth was devoted to her new friends.
“Now, if I had never known you,” Jackie was saying, her voice already a little slurred, “then Tara would have been the woman for the job. She has been my saving grace ever since I joined Price Advertising.”
Jackie playfully fell into one of the girls’ lap, a blonde with a tight black dress cut low enough to display her cleavage and the upper mounds of her breasts.
The woman giggled along with Jackie as she wrapped her arms around her, looking up at Collette with a devilish smile and eyes that sparkled with mischief.
“So you’re the girl who’s stolen my chance to shine,” Tara winked.
“I’ve got the years of friendship to my advantage,” Collette smiled back, instantly liking the blonde.
Tara’s eyes ran up and down Collette’s body, scanning her quickly. “Apparently more than that.”
Collette felt her cheeks heat up, surprised at how bold the woman was, almost instantly self-conscious.
“Now, I want you to take extra good care of Tara for me,” Jackie said, standing up clumsily as she wrapped an arm around Collette’s neck. “She’s been good to me, and I want her to feel extra special this evening.”
Collette laughed. “I thought my job was to take care of you,” she said.
Jackie winked at her. “Believe me, sweetie,” she smiled wickedly. “By the time this night is through, you’re going to be carrying me home.”
CHAPTER TWO
Jackie quickly gave her a peck and pushed her into the booth, Collette finding herself thrown in the midst of the women as they made room for her.
Before she settled in, the shots had arrived and Jackie had begun making a fuss about marriage and finalities before ordering everyone to down their drinks and order more.
“She really knows how to party,” Tara laughed.
Collette smiled at the blonde, pressed up beside her and closer than she would have comfortably preferred.
“She’s been a wild cat since college,” Collette said.
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p; “I bet,” Tara said, lighting a cigarette and offering one to Collette. “She’s definitely turned the office around. Made my life a lot more interesting, that’s for sure.”
“Well, you’re in for a treat,” Collette smiled, puffing on the cigarette as a second shot was placed in front of her. “Besides me, I haven’t really met anyone who’s been able to keep up with her.”
Tara raised an eyebrow and stared long and hard at Collette. “Is that a challenge Miss Maid of Honor?”
Collette laughed and shook her head. “God no,” she said. “I haven’t done anything half as crazy as college for years now. This is the most fun I’ve had in a while.”
“I find that hard to believe,” Tara said.
Collette smiled at the blonde, a little taken aback by how interested she seemed in her. Jackie must have told her a lot about their college adventures.
Since then, Collette had basically kept a very low profile, her outings limited to those that involved colleagues and innocent lunches. Every now and then she’d meet up with Jackie and be coaxed into recapping the college life, but she had always been the sober one at the end of the night.
Besides, they had always needed a designated driver, despite Jackie’s constant protests that she could drive.
“Work keeps me grounded,” Collette admitted.
“What do you do?”
“I’m a teacher,” Collette said proudly. “So, I basically have to maintain a socially acceptable lifestyle. You never know whose parents you might bump into in the most unexpected places.”
Tara laughed at that and held her drink up in the air. “Well, then, let’s make this a night to remember,” she said. “I have a feeling we’re going to be really good friends, you and me.”
Collette smiled as Tara gave her a peck on the cheek, then like a distracted child, ran off toward the dance floor.
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