Corrie The Next Generation Ch 03

"There must be something we can do," pleaded Sophie Webster, her voice full of emotion and little hope.

The reply, from Paula Cunliffe, her former lover and her mother's lawyer was not positive. "Without any new evidence, there is zero chance of even getting an appeal, never mind winning one, I'm sorry Sophie."

Sophie reached out and took the older woman's hands in hers.

A spark flew through Paula's fingers and up her arms and then through her entire body. She remembered those same hands caressing her body, gently skimming over the skin of her breasts and playing with the nipples. Of those hands trailing over her body, to the intimate organ at the junction of her thighs, of those fingers, teasing apart her lips and finding the nub of her clitoris and bringing her to some amazing and memorable orgasms. She was feeling moist, just with those brief remembrances.

It had been a brief, but passionate affair, ended by Paula when Sophie, in an attempt to pervert the course of justice in her mother's trial, had been discovered.

The lawyer gazed at Sophie, over the table at the city centre coffee shop where they had agreed to meet. While not conventionally beautiful, Sophie was attractive and possessed a very nice body.

Still holding her hands, Sophie carried on with possible scenarios on freeing her mother.

Half listening, Paula was undressing the young woman in her mind. She visualised a naked Sophie laid in her bed, playing with herself and inviting Paula to make love to her.

The memories came flooding back. Sucking on Sophie's beautiful breasts with gorgeous pink nipples, that nicely trimmed patch of pubic hair, framing the most adorable pussy with its oh so prominent and suckable lips. Not to mention that wonderful backside that she loved to cover with tiny kisses, before plunging her tongue into Sophie's pussy from behind.

"Are you listening?" Asked Sophie.

A flustered Paula stammered, "Sorry, I let my mind wander a bit there, please carry on." She took her hands from Sophie's and tried to concentrate on what the clearly upset young woman was saying.

Sophie kept bringing up possible scenarios that would free her mum with a single bound, but Paula, the level headed lawyer kept batting them back with logical reasoning, that they wouldn't work.

Eventually Sophie accepted that despite all her efforts, it looked as though Sally would have to serve her sentence, unjust as this was.

"It's been lovely to see you," said Paula, as the two parted outside the coffee shop.

Hugging her ex, Sophie replied, "you too, take care," and planted a kiss on Paula's lips. It wasn't a lovers, kiss, no tongues, barely open mouthed, but it sent shivers down the lawyers spine. There was still something there.

As they parted, Paula said, "keep digging, it's a long shot, but you never know."

A few days later Sophie was in town and passed the impressive building that housed Paula's law practice.

"Wow, no wonder they charge so much, the rents here must be incredible, " she said to herself.

Then she began to visualise what the actual offices were like.

On no more than a whim, she entered the building, through automatic doors, across the marble floor, and walked up to the reception desk.

A very smartly dressed and immaculately made up receptionist said. "Good afternoon, how can I help?"

Sophie replied, "would it be possible to speak to Paula Cunliffe, she represents my mum, Sally Metcalfe."

"Do you have an appointment?" Asked the receptionist, rather disparagingly.

Sophie decided to brazen it out, "no, but I have something that might be of great interest to her and she would not want to miss out on."

"Please take a seat, I will try to contact her." Said the receptionist.

Sophie sat on one of the large leather sofas, a picked up a high end magazine and began to browse through it.

"Miss Webster,"

Sophie walked over to the reception desk.

"Mrs Cunliffe is in meetings until 5 o'clock, but if you care to wait, or call back, she can squeeze you in for a few minutes, then."

Sophie glanced at the reception clock. Almost 4, she had nothing else to do, so replied, "that will be fine, any chance of a coffee.?"

The girl glared at her and said, "of course madam."

Returning to the sofa, Sophie browsed the magazines and sipped the rather nice coffee.

"Miss Webster, Mrs Cunliffe will see you now, take the lift to the 17

th

floor, her secretary will be expecting you."

"Thank you," said Sophie, smiling, but thinking to herself, "stuck up cow."

As the lift doors opened on the 17

th

floor, a rather striking woman, mid thirties, got up from behind her desk and offering her hand, said, "Miss Webster, I'm Melanie, Mrs. Cunliffe's secretary, she will see you in a few minutes, please take a seat."

Sophie, again sat on a soft leather sofa and looked over at Melanie. She noticed that the woman didn't wear a wedding ring, and immediately her mind sped towards some rather interesting sexual scenarios. Paula and Melanie, working late. Paula, Melanie and Sophie in a very interesting three way or Sophie and Melanie.

She was brought out of her sexual meanderings by Melanie saying, "you can go in now."

Greeting Sophie at the door, Paula said to Melanie, "Thanks Melanie, nothing else urgent today, you can get off when you're ready. See you tomorrow."

Sophie entered Paula's office and was taken aback by the size. It contained a huge desk, cluttered with papers and files. A conference table with eight chairs, yet another leather sofa and a panoramic view over Manchester city centre.

Paula walked over to her, a chaste kiss on the cheek was followed by, " What a nice surprise, do you have a new theory or new evidence?"

Sophie stood facing the lawyer, took her hands in Paula's and said, " not really, I just thought you might enjoy this."

With that, she pulled Paula to her and kissed her. Her tongue forced Paula's lips and teeth apart and was greeted by another that responded with equal intensity.

Eventually their lips parted. "Wow, where did that come from?" Asked a flustered Paula.

Sophie's reply was in the form of another lip joining, tongue searching kiss, that really got to Paula as she began to moisten in the usual places.

Really taking on the role of the leader, Sophie eased the older woman towards the huge desk and when they arrived, swept the files and papers onto to floor and lay Paula down on the leather topped desk, and continued to kiss her former lover.

The office was equipped with a rather sophisticated closed circuit recording system, used to record meetings and conferences, to ensure what was said, was accurate and watertight.

Unfortunately, Sophie in her haste to get to Paula's body, had accidentally caught the switch and turned on the cameras.

Kneeling astride the lawyer, Sophie undid the smart designer blazer and her hands began to caress Paula's breasts through the silk of her blouse and sheer material of the bra.

In the outer office Melanie had just cleared her desk and was slipping her jacket on, when the screen of the laptop on the desk suddenly came to life.

"Strange," Melanie said, and hit the space bar and keyed in the code to access the computer.

"Oh my god," she said out loud.

On the screen was a view showing Paula's desk. On the desk her boss was laid on her back, blouse open, bra pushed up and she was having her breasts suckled by the young woman.

She looked on, fascinated to see Sophie's mouth and tongue, teasing the nipples. Small tender kisses, long sweeps of tongue and then Sophie's teeth, nipping the bud, obviously delighting Paula, from the way she was reacting.

Melanie had never even considered being a voyeur, but the sight and sounds coming through her screen were so unexpected, and yet compelling, she couldn't take her eyes off the pair, one obviously enjoying the attention her breasts were receiving, the other in giving that attention.

Never having, or even thinking about sex with another woman, Melanie was beginning to get quite turned on, her hand sliding up to and around her ample breasts.

On screen, Sophie had begun to slide Paula's skirt over her thighs. Melanie saw the skirt being casually discarded and was surprised to see the Paula was wearing black hold up stocking, not the tights she had expected.

Sophie began to caress the nylon clad legs and moved slowly towards Paula's most personal place. Melanie gasped as the young woman took the top of Paula's black panties and gently pulled them off and parted the lawyers legs.

The system had a series of cameras, giving different angles. Melanie, one hand still caressing her breast, keyed in the code to change the angle to give her a better view of what was about to happen.

This was, a still fully dressed Sophie, pulling apart Paula's pussy lips and beginning to lick the length of the lips, with long sweeps of her experienced tongue.

Paula was moaning softly as the young woman expertly explored every fold and crevice of her pussy, the orgasm she knew was not far away, building towards that incredible crescendo inside her.

Melanie watched on, more and more engrossed in the action on the screen, her body involuntarily responding, as she could feel a tingling in her breasts and dampness creeping even further down below.

Making sure the door was securely locked, She stripped off her sweater and resuming her seat, slipped the strap of her bra down, eased the cup away and began to caress the soft flesh of her breast, tweaking the nipple, as her gaze never left the screen.

On the screen, Paula had slid from the desk, removed the pushed up bra and naked, walked with Sophie over to the leather sofa.

She lay on the sofa and said, " Strip for me my angel." Then lay back, fingers working inside her pussy as Sophie began to disrobe.

She knew how to tease. After quickly removing her sweater and jeans, the bra and tiny panties took what seemed like an age to be removed, leaving Sophie naked.

In the outer office, Melanie gasped as she saw Sophie naked. Her breasts, not large, but were perfectly formed, with quite large aureoles and prominent pink nipples. Her body was trim and the triangle of brown pubic hair, a particular turn on for the secretary. She popped the button at the top of her skirt.

The leather on the sofa was cool to the touch as Sophie's pert backside slid onto it.

Paula wasted no time in moulding her mouth to Sophie's, her tongue seeking that of her young lover, entwining it with her own.

Moving down, she nibble, licked and bit on Sophie's breasts, slid her tongue over the flat stomach, pausing in her downward journey to poke her tongue into the knot of the belly button, an act she had discovered, Sophie particularly liked.

Then down through the patch of crinkly pubic hair, to the soft musky lips of Sophie's pussy. It had been a while since she had enjoyed the thrill of exploring the pussy of her younger lover, but the familiar sights and smells soon filled her with excitement as she kissed and licked every tiny nook and crevice of Sophie's most intimate place.

In the outer office, Melanie was gazing at her bosses backside, raised as it was, the twin orbs, ever so slightly plump, but with the inviting crease of her pussy, glistening with her secretions showing between, she was really turned on.

She slid her hand down her unbuttoned skirt and inside her panties. Through the coarseness of her pubic hair and into the now extremely wet slit of her pussy. She instantly found her clitoris and began to caress. Her eyes never left the screen.

On the other side of the camera lens, Sophie and Paula had manoeuvred themselves into a classic 69 position and were lapping eagerly at each other's pussy.

Sophie was on top and enjoying the feel of Paula's hands caressing her backside as the older woman's tongue was doing magical things in her pussy, while she parted Paula's lips and teased the very prominent and sensitive clitoris with the tip of her tongue.

In the outer office, Melanie had reached a self induced climax for the first time since her teens years. She thought she was completely heterosexual and up to now never dreamt of having any sexual relationship other than with a man. But the sight of the two woman on the leather sofa, sucking away at each other's pussy, had thrown her into confusion.

Another orgasm hit her and as she reopened her eyes, she saw Sophie sat astride Paula, her oh so wet pussy grinding down on the lawyers mouth, which Melanie saw was alternately sucking on Sophie's lips then thrusting her tongue deep inside the young girl, who had her head thrown back and crying in ecstasy.

Finally the girls were exhausted and lay for a while in each other's arms.

"That was wonderful, just what I needed," said Paula, as she kissed Sophie yet again, she never tired of kissing her. Then added, "that's strange."

Sophie, still drowsy in the aftermath of the lovemaking replied, "what is?"

Paula pointed to a corner of the office and said, "the CCCTV light is flashing, that means its recording, how on earth has that happened?"

"Does that mean we've just made a porno movie?" Said Sophie, giggling.

Paula laughed and said, "I suppose so, though I had better check, we don't want anyone else seeing it, that would be embarrassing."

In the outer office, Melanie straightening her clothes, hurriedly shut down the laptop and slipped out of the door, quietly locking it behind her.

She got to her car and opened up her mobile phone. Looking at her list of contacts, she was torn between which of two possibilities to call.

"Garry, it's Mel, I know it's short notice, but I really fancy a fuck tonight, if you're up for it."

She knew what his answer would be. She then looked at the other name, a female friend, who she knew was a bit adventurous, sexually. She had been sorely tempted to ring her, but before embarking on any lesbian adventures, she would watch the tape of Paula and Sophie, she had copied, to see if she could pick up any pointers.

Smiling to herself, she felt assured that next years salary increase would be quite substantial.

Back in Paula's office, the two women sat naked on the sofa, drinking a very nice glass of expensive wine and watching their bodies entwine on what turned out to be, a rather good recording of the events of earlier.

Later, they played out the scenario again, as if earlier had only been a rehearsal.