Carla Barlow was on the phone pleading with a customer to give her company a new contract, it was to no avail and she screamed as she put the phone down.
"Sarah, have you got a minute?" She shouted to Sarah Barlow who was on the shop floor of Underworld the lingerie company they jointly ran.
Her associate came running into the office, "what's the matter?"
"If you excuse the language, were fucked, that was Rigby's on the phone, they will not be renewing their contract, can get the same quality elsewhere, and cheaper they claim." Said a very angry Carla.
Sarah replied, "language excused, but that is a blow, where do we go from here?"
Carla opened up the laptop on her desk and after inputting some new figures she said, "I have adjusted the cash flow projections excluding the Rigby order and we are a hairs breath from going bust."
The pandemic and Brexit had hit Underworld hard and the two women were working all the hours they could to keep the company afloat.
"I know this is not the answer, but it's all I want at the moment," said Carla lifting a bottle of red wine from the desk drawer, "join me?"
"Why not," replied Sarah.
As the bottle emptied, so did their ideas for saving the company, every idea hit a dead end. They went through the list of previous customers who had not renewed the orders.
"I've been through them all, phoned, coaxed, even bribed and offered sex, they even turned that down," said Carla.
Sarah then had an idea, "there is one we haven't tried, what about Mystique?"
"Ha, you have to be joking, they are too big for us, it would be a complete waste of time even trying." Replied Carla.
Sarah said, "It's better than just giving up, we had a very lucrative contract a few years ago, why not give it a go, they can only say no,"
"You don't know how we got those orders, the circumstances aren't the same."
Sarah said, " I have all night, tell me the story, oh and do you have another bottle."
Carla poured two more glasses and began to relate the story.
"It was ten or so years ago and Rosie Webster was my P.A. here at Underworld. After securing a large contract, we celebrated, got drunk and ended up at my apartment and ended up in bed fucking each other's brains out. It was a first time with a woman for both of us, and we loved it."
Sarah, sipped her wine and asked Carla to carry on.
"There was a trade show in Birmingham and I suggested that Rosie try to befriend then seduce the owner of Mystique's daughter, a stuck up little bitch called Tabitha." Continued Carla, then added, "you know Rosie, was sex on legs in those days and she managed to lure daddy's golden girl into bed."
"So we got the order that way," said Sarah.
Carla replied, "not straight away, it took a few trips to London and a stay at the villa in Barbados before Rosie dangled the possibilities of our supplying Mystique," then continued, "I remember the night we clinched the deal, Rosie was licking her pussy, while I concentrated on her boobs, that was my first lesbian threesome."
Sarah was amazed, and after taking another gulp, said, "go on,"
"There's not a lot more, I know I came more times than I could count and we had a multi thousand pound contract, not a bad nights business."
"So what happened? Why did they drop us? "Asked Sarah.
Carla smiled, "the old man was very old fashioned, he found out about his daughter and Rosie and married her off to some other rich kid, didn't renew at the end of the contract, it was a blow, but it had kept us going for a couple of years, if only."
"Is the old man still involved?" Asked Sarah.
Carla reached over to her laptop and searched for Mystique Lingerie.
"No, looks like he died a couple of years ago, the owner is now registered as Mrs Tabitha Robson."
Sarah smiled and said, "worth a try, perhaps she has fond memories of your tongue licking her pussy."
"Let me sleep on it." Said Carla.
The following day Carla was again working the phones and met with a little success by obtaining an order that would keep them going for a while, but had to cut the profit margins to the bone to secure it.
Her mind went back to Tabitha and Mystique and she wondered what the answer would be if she were to approach her.
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained," she said to herself as she dialled the number of the company, still based in London.
"Good morning, Mystique Holdings," said a very professional sounding operator.
Carla said, "Oh good morning, I wonder if it would be possible to speak with Mrs.Robson please."
The operator replied, she doesn't take calls, I can put you through to her PA."
"Thanks, that would be brilliant." Replied Carla, thankful that they hadn't just dismissed the call.
Tabitha's PA took Carla's call and was very pleasant, Carla explained that they were old friends and had done business in the past, and could she ask if a phone conversation would be possible.
The PA took the details and promised to pass on the request.
That night in her palatial home in the Surrey stockbroker belt, Tabitha lay in her bed, alone, she and her husband lived separated lives and he was away on "business" with his secretary no doubt.
The memories of her sexual awakening all those years ago with Rosie and then with Carla aroused her and her fingers crept down inside her sleep shorts and found her wetness.
As the fingers weaved their magical ways, her mind was full of images of a raven haired beauty gnawing at her breasts and using her tongue in the most incredible way.
After the orgasm had slowly receded, she smiled to herself and said, "I will certainly give Carla a ring, perhaps we can rekindle some of the old flames, I wonder if Rosie is still around?"
A week passed by and there had been nothing from Tabitha.
"Ah well it was worth a try," Carla said resignedly.
A few minutes later her email service screen lit up. It was a notification from Mystique headquarters, it read,
*Thank you for your recent enquiry, I am pleased to inform you that Mrs.Robson will be in Manchester for a few days next week and will be delighted to meet with you to discuss any proposals that you may have.
Please prepare a fully costed report on any garments you will be offering, together with samples.
Jason Leonard
Director *
Carla whooped with joy, causing Sarah to rush into the office."What is it? Good news I hope,"
Standing, Carla hugged Sarah and twirled her around like a doll, "we've got a meeting, with Tabitha, next week, I'm so excited I could kiss you."
"After what you told me about Rosie that time, feel free." Said Sarah
Carla held Sarah's head and planted a big wet kiss on her lips.
"Right we have a lot to do, this could secure the company's future, lots to do"
Starting immediately, Carla and Sarah worked nonstop on preparing all the necessary figures and more importantly designs to try to wow Tabitha.
All was ready when the big day arrived. Tabitha had booked the penthouse suite at a city centre hotel, the view over the city was breathtaking.
Splashing out on outfits they could hardly afford, the two women looked and felt amazing, ready for the make or break meeting.
Emerging from the private lift into the suite, they were surprised to find Tabitha was alone.
The years had been kind. The slightly gawky teenager had developed into a beautiful woman. The natural blonde hair framed her face and she just oozed class and sophistication.
"Carla, so good to see you again, you've not changed a bit," said Tabitha as she hugged her. "And you must be Sarah, so nice to meet you." Again a welcoming hug from the millionaire.
Coffee was served and some small talk took place before Tabitha asked, "and how is Rosie?"
"She is in Japan as far as I know, she went modelling there a few years ago and doesn't get home much, if at all." Said Carla
Tabitha smiled then laughing said, "god she was some sexy bitch, I was a virgin until I met her. First she initiated me into girl/girl stuff and then my first fuck was a threesome," then after a sip of coffee continued, "Did she ever tell you about the two black guys in Barbados? The were American Footballers, god they were hung like donkeys, biggest I have ever had."
Then instantly dropped into business mode and asked Carla to present her proposals.
They had decided to go down the vintage line and began by showing designs by Nina the Goth, a very talented young designer
"I like these, do you have the samples?" Said Tabitha.