A Real Mentor Pt 05

"You didn't say Amy," Amy said quietly into Sarah's ear as she passed by. "You know how you have to address me. There will be consequences."

Resisting the urge to look back, terrified inside that she'd massively overstepped the mark, Amy walked over to a group of people she knew and joined their conversation. Glancing over after a minute or two, she saw Sarah still stood there, staring at her in surprise and with a hint of anger. The noise of many conversations swirled around them at their firm's annual drinks reception, but for that moment the events room on the top floor of their office building may as well have contained just the two of them.

Amy could feel her heart thumping in her chest as she saw Sarah start to walk in her direction. Had Amy misread the significant look that Sarah had given her when she'd informed Amy earlier that tonight she definitively expected Amy to be submissive to her? What if Sarah actually didn't want the tables turned on her that night? Had Amy misread the roleplay between them? When she reached Amy's group Sarah said with a smile to the others, "Sorry to interject, Amy... do you mind if we have a quick word about the project we discussed earlier? It won't take a minute."

Making her apologies, Amy followed Sarah until they were in a corner of the room, out of earshot of any potential eves droppers.

Looking Amy in the eye, Sarah said sternly, "We talked about this earlier. We'd agreed that tonight I'm in charge, not you." Sarah leaned forward and whispered to Amy, "I was going to tie you to my bed and make you cum so many times later, but now, after that, I think we might need to do something more... corrective."

Amy stood still, staring back at Sarah, her cheeks burning slightly with arousal at the thought. She didn't know what corrective action might entail, but she'd like to find out one day. But... this was a battle of wills and Amy knew that she had the upper hand after what had happened last between them a couple of weeks before in that LA hotel room, when Sarah had completely and utterly surrendered all control to Amy for the first, and so far only, time.

Putting on her sweetest smile, she replied, "No. No we won't. If you want to spend the night with me tonight, then we do it my way or not at all. If you want someone to submit to you go and ask one of your other mentees, I can see Rebecca stood over there, I bet she'd be willing. But I don't think you want that... there is something that I can give you that no one else can. Our secret. You can be mine to do with as I please, not the other way round. Your choice."

As Amy said it, she couldn't quite believe the words coming out of her mouth. She'd never done something like this before and she didn't know if it would work. She could see Sarah hesitate, thinking, before Sarah replied, "This isn't how you and I work. You know that. We'll talk about this later." Sarah turned to go to talk to some other people.

"I'm changing how you and I work," replied Amy still smiling, causing Sarah to stop. "And I think that's what you want, deep inside. So... like I said, you forgot to say my name."

Sarah stood there, looking at Amy with an impossible to read expression. Finally, after a long pause, Sarah looked down then back up at Amy, saying quietly, "Not in public. Later. At my flat."

"Yes in public. Or are you disobeying me?"

Sarah just stared at her, but Amy could see her wavering.

"I'm starting to think you might not want me to fuck you later?" teased Amy. "Might not want me to tie you up and make you beg to cum? Might not want me to have you naked and helpless, subject to my every whim?" Jesus, thought Amy, what am I saying? Is this me now? But she could see that her words had resonated with Sarah.

Sarah took a deep, shuddering breath, then said, "At least don't make me say your name in front of anyone else?"

"That's fair."

"Ok... I'm sorry Amy."

Amy smiled, then leaned over again to whisper to Sarah, "That's better, but too little too late. Come with me."

"Yes Amy."

Amy led the way as they both left the drinks discretely, looking for all the world like they had to get back to work, before Amy found a deserted corner of the floor below and led Sarah into an empty conference room, locking the door and closing the internal blinds looking onto the corridor.

As soon as they were alone and in private, Amy led Sarah to stand facing the conference table, then, after planting a soft kiss on Sarah's neck, whispered into her ear, "Bend over for me."

"Yes Amy," replied Sarah, bending over to lay her front on the table, pushed up on her elbows, her feet slightly apart. Taking a second to admire the sight of Sarah's toned legs leading down to her high heeled shoes, Amy lifted up her dress and pulled down her tights and underwear to her knees, leaving Sarah's ass bare. Amy could see how wet Sarah had got in anticipation, the telltale glistening in her trimmed pubic hair visible under the bright lights of the room.

"Please Amy, be quick... in case someone comes in."

Amy laughed. "Of course. This is just a preview of later." Amy slipped one hand down to brush lightly against Sarah's pubic hair, drawing a gasp. "You like this?" teased Amy, slowly and gently toying with Sarah.

"Yes Amy, a lot."

"Admit it, you wanted this all along, didn't you?" As she said this, Amy slid a finger into Sarah, bringing a shuddering moan.

"I... I can't..." replied Sarah.

"You can't?" said Amy. "You want me to stop?"

"No... please don't," replied Sarah, punctuated with another shuddering moan. "I didn't know I wanted this Amy, but I do. I really do. I'm yours."

"Right answer... You forgot to say Amy earlier, didn't you?" Sarah nodded. "I need to spank you, don't I?" Sarah nodded again. "Say it, what needs to happen?"

Another shuddering moan. "You need to spank me, Amy. Hard."

"Why do I need to spank you?"

"I've been bad Amy." Another moan.

Amy drew her free hand back and brought her palm down hard on Sarah's bare ass. A loud smack sound echoed around the room while Sarah let out a quiet cry.

"Was that ok?" asked Amy, worried that she'd been too rough.

"Perfect Amy, please don't stop."

Amy did as asked over the next few minutes, landing five more hard spanks on Sarah's ass, all while her fingers on her other hand teased and played with Sarah. Suddenly Amy pulled her hand away, sensing that Sarah was on the verge of orgasm.

"Please don't stop, Amy," moaned Sarah, looking over her shoulder back at Amy. "Please..."

Amy smiled. "That's enough for now. I'm going back to the drinks, we'll finish this later." She paused, leaning down to pull Sarah's underwear and tights back up, planting a gentle final spank on her ass when she did so, and helping her to stand. Amy gave Sarah a quick, playful kiss before whispering into her ear, "I'm going to make you cum so hard and so often later, but not just yet..."

Stepping back to look at Sarah, she could see her biting her lip in anticipation, her cheeks deeply flushed with arousal. "I think we should make our excuses pretty soon..." replied Sarah. Then remembering just in time, "...Amy."

"Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to arrive at your flat in an hour's time. You'll be there already, naked save for your high heels, waiting for me. All of your toys and restraints, and I mean all of them, will be laid out on the dining table ready for us to use. Ok?"

Sarah nodded. "I... I'm excited Amy. This is new to me it being this way round. Do we have the same safe word as last time?"

Amy smiled. "Yes. This has to be fun for both of us. If you want me to stop, I mean genuinely want me to stop, or genuinely want to swap roles, just use the safe word." She kissed Sarah again. "Let's go back to the drinks."

Amy was impressed with how quickly Sarah pulled herself together into powerful, senior partner mode by the time they got back to the drinks. No one would ever have suspected what had just happened, how utterly submissive she had just been to Amy, how desperate she was for release after Amy had taken her so close. To look at her you would think that she'd just left to take an important work call and nothing more.

Fifteen minutes later Amy saw Sarah make her excuses and head out of the door. Amy herself followed twenty minutes after that, collecting her coat from her office before heading out into the cool evening air for the walk over to Sarah's flat.

As she walked, Amy reflected on the past week and a half since she'd got back from what had been a transformative work trip to LA.

Luisa.

Despite her fun and games with Sarah that night, Luisa was her obsession. Amy had flown to LA a straight woman who slept with her mentor Sarah as part of an admittedly very enjoyable but mainly career furthering arrangement. Flying home to London Amy was, if not a full-blown lesbian, then very much at the lesbian end of the bisexual spectrum. Luisa had changed everything.

It wasn't just that Luisa was stunningly beautiful, although she really was, or that the sex with Luisa was incredible, although it really was. It was the connection with Luisa, the feeling right from minute one that in Luisa she had found a best friend that she'd never known she'd had, and the intimacy that they shared together, that made Amy feel this way.

And it seemed that Luisa felt the same. Since she'd got home, Amy had barely seen her boyfriend James. He had a lot on at work at the time, and was rarely home before Amy went to bed, while at the weekend he'd played rugby on the Saturday then spent most of Sunday sleeping off the hangover from the drinks afterwards. Luisa though had been in almost constant contact, starting from when Luisa woke up in the morning LA time through to when Amy went to bed London time. They messaged, they video called, they laughed together, they flirted together, and when the tension all got too much well... they'd tried phone sex together a few times too.

Amy was due to fly back out to LA for another fortnight visit at the end of the following week, having deliberately arranged the trip to arrive in time for the weekend at the start and fly back after the weekend at the end, and the excitement that she felt at seeing Luisa again was huge.

The only thing that nagged at Amy was that when she'd left LA her and Luisa had agreed to an open relationship, something that Amy could hardly disagree with given that she already had a boyfriend that she lived with and a some-time lesbian lover at work. But jealousy can be a funny thing, and Amy had an irrational fear deep down inside that Luisa would either sleep with another woman that she liked more, or sleep with a man and realise that she wasn't into women so much after all. Not something she could complain about, particularly with where she was going that very evening, but it was there nonetheless.

All-in-all then, Amy thought as she reached Sarah's building, her love life was a mess. A complete mess, and a mess that she could not have foreseen even three months ago. If someone had told her back then that she'd now be having a long distance open relationship with a beautiful Mexican (and female) model based in LA, while also about to have some fairly kinky lesbian sex with one of the senior partners at her law firm, all while her boyfriend and her barely saw each other, she'd have laughed and told them to get some help. But strangely, she was happier than she had been in a long time. Life felt thrilling.

Pushing on Sarah's apartment door she found that it was unlocked. Stepping through and into the living room she saw Sarah stood naked as requested, the lighting dimmed, and some music playing in the background.

Smiling to Sarah, who smiled back, Amy walked over and kissed her, a kiss that Sarah hungrily returned. "You're sure you want us to do this like this?" asked Amy.

"Yes Amy, more than anything," replied Sarah.

"Good..." Amy walked over to the sofa, sat back on it with her arms resting on the back and legs slightly parted. "First things first, I need you to do something for me..."

Hours later Amy and Sarah lay under the covers of Sarah's bed, bodies entwined with each other, gently kissing and caressing. They'd both orgasmed more times than they could count, their familiarity with each other's bodies after the last few months such that they both knew instinctively how to both build and sustain each other's pleasure.

Their role play was over, and now they were lying there as equals. Outside, through the open bedroom window, they could hear rain hammering down and with it a cool breeze blew into the room.

Looking at the clock, Amy murmured to Sarah between kisses, "I should go home soon, it's late..."

Sarah laughed softly. "It's only midnight... we've gone on much later."

Smiling back, Amy kissed her again, "True, but I think I'm genuinely spent. My body couldn't do any more."

"I'll take that as a compliment! But... you could stay over if you want?"

"I'd love to but... James. He'll wonder where I am." She paused. "If he's even home. He's been doing some all-nighters with work recently."

"Ok, I understand. At least stay a while longer? I... what we did tonight was intense for me. I'm not used to being so submissive and vulnerable. I'd like company for a bit longer."

Amy reached up her hand to stroke Sarah's cheek. "Are you ok? Was it ok?"

"It was... amazing. Really amazing. But so intense. I'd not realised being that submissive could be like that."

Smiling, Amy thought for a moment. "It was like that for me too the first few times with you. After that first time, when I walked home after, I was in a daze, I didn't know what had happened. It is a lot to process, and I couldn't tell James. I couldn't tell anyone."

"I'm so sorry, I never realised. I should have done more to look after you afterwards."

"It's ok, I came back for more, didn't I? But maybe something to remember the first few times with any new mentees you get."

"Definitely." They lay there in companiable silence for a few minutes, before Sarah climbed out of bed and walked out of the bedroom.

"Where are you going?" called Amy after her, admiring Sarah's naked body from behind as she watched her walk into the living room.

"Be right back, just need a couple of things."

Amy sat up in bed, propped up by a couple of pillows, and waited. Sarah returned soon after, carrying a bottle of champagne, two champagne glasses, and Amy's mobile phone. Setting the champagne and glasses down on the bedside table, she tossed the phone to Amy who caught it. "Find out," she said to Amy.

"Find what out?" Amy replied, seeing as she glanced at it that she had several messages from Luisa. She'd look at those later.

"James. Find out whether he's still at work." Sarah had popped open the bottle of champagne and was pouring two glasses as she said it.

"And then what?"

Sarah handed a glass to Amy and took a long drink, with Amy doing likewise. "And then... I've got a plan," she replied with a wicked smile. "Trust me."

Amy shrugged. "Ok." She sent James a message asking how he was doing, whether he was still at work. "Why do I worry when you smile like that?" she asked, waiting for a reply.

The reply came pretty quickly. Reading it, Amy paraphrased for Sarah. "He's still at work, going to be there for a while still, thinks it might be another all nighter..." She looked up from the screen. "I guess I'm in no rush to leave then?"

"Guess not," replied Sarah with a smile. "Give me his number. I'm going to wait half an hour, then I'm pretty confident you'll be staying here tonight."

Amy shrugged again. "Just don't go messaging him behind my back!"

"I wouldn't dream of it..."

Half an hour later, they'd managed to drink most of the bottle of champagne and were considering starting on a second one. Both women were quite a long way from sober. They were still in Sarah's bed, both women entirely comfortable being naked in each other's company by now.

"Time to complete the plan..." Sarah teased. "No peaking," she continued as Amy tried to reach past her to see what Sarah was typing as the message to James on her phone. "There... sent."

Amy knelt next to Sarah on the bed, pouting. "You can't message my boyfriend without telling me what you're sending."

"Patience... ah, here's his reply." Sarah twisted the phone away so that Amy couldn't see it. "Oh, he's so polite. What a nice message." She grinned at Amy but didn't show her the phone. "I reckon he'll message you pretty soon." Amy made a grab for the phone and they ended up playfully wrestling for a moment, Sarah successfully keeping the screen away from Amy's eyes.

Exactly on cue Amy's phone pinged. She read the screen then looked incredulously at Sarah. "He says I should stay over at your place on your sofa tonight, much better that than me going home in the dark to our empty flat. What did you say?"

"That's my secret... but it worked. So, you're staying over?"

"I guess so... but seriously, what did you say to him?"

"Only that you were out with me, and I was worried about you getting home safely to an empty flat in the dark this late at night so maybe he should suggest that you sleep on my sofa. Simple really."

Amy raised her eyebrows. "Your sofa?"

"Well... a little white lie doesn't hurt, does it? By my reckoning though it will be at least a month until we next see each other like this, so we'd better make the most of it tonight."

Thinking for a second, Amy replied with a smile, "I think so, maybe I'm not quite as spent as I thought. But... can I ask a favour?"

"Sure, of course."

"None of the dominant-submissive thing for the rest of tonight. I'm embarrassed to ask but I feel like I need some practice in, you know, normal sex with a woman. For when I see Luisa again."

Amy took a moment to reply to James, then opened up the messages from Luisa (a picture of her looking incredible from some swimwear modelling that she'd done recently and some general chat about how her day was looking) and spent some time replying.

"That's a long reply to James..." teased Sarah.

Amy blushed, and muttered, "You know it's not James..."

"Luisa?" Amy nodded and Sarah continued, "I could tell... you get a look on your face when the subject gets near her, a little smile and you go flushed with excitement. You look really cute with that look by the way. Really cute."

"It's that obvious?"

Sarah smiled. "Yes. I can tell you're smitten with her. How's it going?"

"Great. I think... at least as great as it can when you've known someone in person for a week and have been in contact mostly over messages since then. I miss her."

"Tell me what it is about her?" asked Sarah.

"It's... well, everything. She's beautiful, intelligent, funny, caring. She's like my best friend that I just met. But... I also get to sleep with her, and we've had incredible sex. Really incredible. I can't wait to see her again. I'm counting the minutes."

"I'm pleased for you, really pleased." Then teasing, Sarah asked, "Incredible in bed? Better than me?"

"Honestly?" Sarah nodded her encouragement, so Amy went on. "You're both incredible in bed, but in very different ways."

"How?"

"With you, it's very dominant submissive, and that's great. That first night together I was yours and I'd never had anything like that before. It was life changing. And I know, any time we get together, it's going to be like that. I love it."

"Ok..."

"And with Luisa it is very equal. Very intimate. Both of us taking our time, exploring each other intimately. And the way that she kisses... my god, I'm sorry to say but she kisses better than anyone I've ever kissed, so gentle it's... incredible."

Sarah smiled. "What are you going to do about her, and about James?"

Amy frowned. "I don't know. I mean, I've got two and a half weeks in LA to see how it goes with her from the end of next week. And," Amy looked into Sarah's eyes, "I am so grateful to you for making that happen. So grateful. I owe you."