Author's note: This is a slow burn lesbian romance series. Please be patient, because some of the chapters are less erotic than others.
Chapter 11
With all that had gone on in my life during the past couple months, it was safe to say I was a woman overwhelmed with emotions.
After years of feeling scorned, due to my ex-husband's relationships with Asian women, I was shocked to suddenly find myself in somewhat of a relationship with one. Then, after denying that I had any interest in women at all, I was left depressed once she left me, even though I was the one that basically broke up with her.
I had been struggling with my co-workers, got called out by my intern, and even went through a crisis where I had to rediscover myself and why I worked so hard in the first place. Fortunately, things were finally starting to get better. But now, I was possibly facing the most complexed and confusing situation of all...
Though I fully understood that everything I did to Juri was way worse, I was practically shaking with nerves from the anticipation of seeing Alana again. It wasn't that she intimidated me or anything; even though she called me out for my bullshit that one day. I just felt a bit awkward seeing her, after I... masturbated to the thought of her the previous night...
I'll admit, I was a bit swept up in my emotions, so it made sense in my head when it happened. However, now that I had to sit beside her the next day, and look into her eyes as if I didn't demean her into this sexual piece of meat in my fantasy, I sort of regretted picturing her during my session of self-gratification.
The more I attempted to rationalize it in my own head, the worse it actually sounded. I started off with some Asian lesbian porn, which was something I never thought I'd say a couple months ago, with the intention of only fantasizing about Juri. However, with a second Asian woman on screen, I shockingly started picturing her as Alana, of all people.
There were several issues with this, even outside of the fact that it was completely inappropriate for a boss to have such thoughts about her intern. For one, Alana hated me only a few days ago, so I was sure she definitely didn't appreciate me using her like that. Also, I felt a bit racist for picturing her in the place of some random Asian porn actresses.
Most importantly, I felt it was even more disrespectful to imagine her with Juri, for some reason. It would have been understandable if I had a crush on someone and fantasized about being with them. However, I totally pictured her with Juri for some reason. Of course, it turned into a bit of a threesome, but I don't think that helped my case either!
Regardless, I needed to quickly get over whatever emotions I was experiencing due to the acts I submitted to when I was feeling desperate. Alana was sure to show up at any moment, and when she joined me in my office, I needed to keep it cool and pretend as everything was normal... like it was any other day... when I didn't just get done masturbating to her...
Still lost in thought, I was almost startled as the door opened. Practically forgetting all about the plan to keep my cool, when I saw the cute intern wearing an adorable dress, I accidentally shouted, "Hi, Alana! You look nice today!"
Immediately, I wanted to slap myself for reacting so impulsively when I saw her, but she was on the defense, and was blushing even more than I was. I quickly took this opportunity to pretend as if it was no big deal. However, she was clearly thrown off by my comment, and struggled to find the words to provide a proper response.
"Thank you... Sa... Karina!" she started, stuttering just a bit. "You... look... nice... as well..."
I took a deep breath as I continued to gain control over my irrational behavior. "I appreciate that, Alana. Are you ready to get to work?"
Before I could even get things back on the proper track, the young intern immediately seized this opportunity to jump into the conversation she had already planned out in her mind. Even though I had jarred her with that unexpected compliment, she had seemingly pre-planned on picking up where we left off the previous day.
Taking a seat right next to me, she cleared her throat before laying out the proposition she had left me with recently. "Do you remember what we spoke about yesterday?"
Trying not to reminisce on the fact that I masturbated to her and Juri on that exact day she was speaking of, I kept my cool by not making eye-contact with her, and responded, "Yeah... What about it?"
The young Japanese woman stared at me for what felt like an eternity, building up her confidence once again. Then, while I was doing everything I could to stop myself from shaking in front of her, she stated, "I'm ready to tell you my conditions... if you're serious about getting Juri back."
Immediately, I snapped out of the insecurities I was suffering from once she brought up the woman I truly wanted to be with. Focusing all my efforts into somehow finding and winning Juri back, I replied, "I am definitely serious about this, so tell me what I need to do."
Now that I was making eye-contact with Alana again, I could see the fear building in her eyes. Still, she persisted with her plan, and after taking a deep breath, she laid out her expectations for me. "Karina... this may sound weird... but..."
"But, what?" I asked, fearing no minor details if it meant there was a chance I could restart my relationship with Juri. "Just tell me what you came up with, and I will do whatever you want."
Letting out a deep exhale, she centered herself and explained, "Before I can take any further steps... I'm going to need more details... about your relationship with Juri..."
While she seemed to be in a panic for some reason, struggling to keep herself still, I was dumbstruck with confusion, and left staring at her with my piercing brown eyes. "You need more details about our relationship? What else can I tell you? I already explained how great she was to me. I want to be with her because we were so happy together."
With the extreme redness reappearing on her cheeks, she shook her head before clarifying what she wanted. "No, Karina... I need more details on your... physical relationship with the Juri... I want you to tell me everything..."
While Alana was still struggling to keep herself together, I quickly did a double-take, almost as if I were offended at her request. "You want me to tell you more about our sex life?! How is that supposed to help you get Juri back for me?!"
Shaking her head in an attempt to snap herself out of whatever she was struggling with, she began arguing with me in a confusing series of statements. "Sa... Miss Ortiz! I mean... Karina! It is imperative that you give me ÀLL the details you possibly have! The more you tell me about your... physical relationship with Juri... the better I will be able to assess things and win her back for you!"
Though I didn't understand her sentiment at all, I conceded that she was probably my last hope if I were to ever get Juri back in my life. Feeling I had no other option, I let out a deep breath before asking, "What exactly do you want to know?"
Though she seemingly had me right where she wanted, it didn't appear either of us had any confidence in this situation. Still struggling with her own insecurities, she hesitantly asked, "Can you tell me more about that first time you had sex with her... in her clinic?"
Immediately, I began to stumble over my own words as I was once again faced with that horrible situation I created. "Alana... I already apologized to her about that... It was just a terrible misunderstanding on my part..."
"Karina... I understand, but I just
really
need to know what happened!"
Fearing I had no other option, I swallowed my pride and relived one of my darkest moments by sharing it with the nervous intern. "I was just... mad at the world... so I booked a massage at one of those underground parlors..."
"Uh huh... Then what happened... in detail..."
"Well, as you know... I ended up going to the wrong place... and that's where I met Juri..."
"Okay..."
"I was always mad at those women because my ex-husband used to frequent parlors like that... I wanted to take out my anger on one single woman, and when I saw a Juri, I thought she was the perfect victim because she was about my height and weight... and she totally looked like someone my husband would want to cheat on me with..."
Up to this point, I hadn't revealed anything that Alana didn't already know. However, it was the next part that was going to be the most difficult to explain.
"I wanted to take out my anger on her, and since I was paying her, I planned on slapping her around... But when she was standing in front of me, looking so adorable... I couldn't bring myself to hit her in the face... so..."
"So... what? What did you do to her?!"
Shutting my eyes because I was too embarrassed to see her reaction, I admitted the truth. "Instead of slapping her in the face... I slapped her ass instead..."
"You did what?!"
"Yeah, I pulled her over my lap and I gave her a spanking..." I begrudgingly admitted to the younger woman. "I kind of thought it was weird that she was wearing regular panties instead of a thong, but I pulled them down and gave her a really hard over-the-knees spanking..."
There was dead silence in the room for what felt like an hour. When I finally opened my eyes, I noticed that Alana's cheeks were so red that it looked like she was about to catch on fire.
Building up a bit more courage, I continued my embarrassing story. "At first, Juri seemed so shocked that she was struggling and whining pretty aggressively. I thought she was just putting on an act, so I held her in place and spanked her even harder..."
While Alana was moving around in her chair, seemingly having a difficult time listening to my revelation, I continued to get my dark past off of my chest.
"After a while, her whimpers started to sound like moans to me... and I guess I kind of liked the idea that she was enjoying it... I felt so powerful spanking her... and I just had to check if she was wet..."
"You did what?!" Alana squealed, struggling even harder.
With a gulp I continued, "At first, I pretended that I was disgusted that it was turning her on, but the truth is, it made me feel good about myself because my husband never seemed satisfied with anything I did... I berated her while rubbing her red ass, but really, it was just kind of nice to feel so sexually powerful for once..."
"So... what happened next?"
"I sort of stripped her of the rest of her clothes... and I kind of got annoyed that she had such a nice body... But it also turned me on to dominate someone that looked so desirable... even if it was a woman... so I started berating her while... I rubbed her wet pussy from behind..."
At this point, Alana was so caught off guard that she had to cover her face from the embarrassment of hearing my dirty story. However, she urged me to continue by expressing, "Go on... I'm still listening... This is important..."
