Chapter 1
The Secret
It had been a long day at work. Tiring, going through paperwork and filing their latest case. She was ready to go home and see her Italian Greyhounds, grab a glass of wine, and get a fire going and cozy up on the couch. Outside of work she didn't have much of a life. Her passion for her job consumed her life. She came home late and woke up early to start every day the same. It had begun to wear down on her and she felt her passion slipping away. The only comfort in life these days was her dogs.
A rarer breed, Italian Greyhounds. She had seen one of these little beauties in the park next to her office. They ran fast, agile and lithe, through and around the trees chasing bigger dogs and generally seemed full of life. Something she realized she was missing in partial that day. So the next day spontaneity touched her and she looked up breeders in the morning on her computer after slipping into the monotony of paperwork. She quickly found a breeder and picked up two little puppies that weekend which she promptly named Zeus and Athena. They filled up her time and brought happiness once again to her life. But they didn't complete it. She needed more, something darker. A secret that she striven to bury deep inside her.
Because work was ever present she had little time to socialize or go out and that had also stopped any type of the sexual nature as well. The only person she usual conversed with was her only friend Lauren really. So when she felt ... "in need" she quickly and efficiently serviced herself with a trusty little vibrator that she carried with her all the time. As she seemed to be "in need" a lot the past year or so. She found herself constantly thinking about it and wanting something more that her vibrator could provide her. It was frustrating and not to mention embarrassing.
That morning she had awoken up with a burning need, a pain deep inside for the need to be filled. She got up and tried to ignore it as she got ready for work. As she applied her make up she looked at herself in the mirror closely. She was 27, technically still a young women. With long brunette hair that was down to the mid of her back with carefully streaked blond highlights. She had piercing green eyes and full lips. Standing at 5'7 and around 138 pounds, 36C, she visited the gym four times a week on a strict schedule. She made sure that she always kept herself in a state of professional attire to make sure that nobody would underestimate her. She was at the height of her life and career and took it maybe a little to seriously. So why was it that she didn't have a boyfriend or a lover. Because she told herself she didn't need one. She was strong and proud. And not willing to admit that her dark and twisted self craved for a male to make her his, to the core. So she ignored her desire and went on with her routine...a possible mistake.
"Lexie, Jim wants you to finish the Hackner case and have it on his desk in the morning. Also your seven o'clock has been postponed and you have a message left from Lauren saying that if you wanted to go to the gym with her in an hour that you had better meet her downstairs in fifteen minutes.", said her secretary Sarah, and older lady who had saved her career more then once possible by being proficient and through!
"Thanks Sarah. Let me finish this up and I will be gone for lunch. I will be back around two. Can you send this off to Smith please and make a call to Windelton about having his case files brought forward." She signed the last article and stood up. She was thankful Lauren had called about the gym. It was just what she needed! If she maybe had a strong workout the persisting need would go away and she would just be enveloped with exhaustion
"Lexie! Thank goodness, I thought you would blow me off as usual." Her friend jokingly said as she laughed her quickly little laugh. Lauren was what would be considered and exotic beauty. She had natural darker toned skin, with dark short hair and almost darker colored eyes. She was also naturally skinny whereas she had to work at it. When she was with Lauren she tended to be invisible which was fine with her. Watching guy after guy hit on her in the gym was an interesting entertainment to count how many for the day which she would then pick on her friend for. Her friend was a bit on the promiscuous side and quite the flirt. She loved the attention so it worked out great for both of them.