Accidental Fiancee Ch 11

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..."

I had almost forgotten this next point, but as I relived the dark story from my past, I started to grow aroused from what I did to Juri, especially since it gave her an orgasm.

"Um... I was still mad that my husband pointed out that the massage parlor girls would do things for him that I wouldn't... I kind of assumed he meant oral, so I fingered Juri's ass, and berated her for liking it..."

I could see her legs squirming underneath, and she was suddenly struggling even more than I was to relive this moment. Still, she managed to request for more information, asking, "So you switched from her vagina to her butt?"

"Well... I didn't exactly switch... I sort of played with them both simultaneously... And I recall fondling her breasts at the same time as well... I'm not sure though... I was actually pretty drunk..."

"You played with her boobs too...?"

"Yeah... I saw them bouncing when I was spanking her... so... I grabbed them for some reason..."

By this point, Alana was breathing so heavily I could practically feel the air brushing against my skin. I assumed that she was just so offended by what I had done to Juri, but she confused me by continuing to ask more questions.

"So... did you still think... she was enjoying it...?"

After shrugging my shoulders, I started to justify my actions for some reason, even though I knew the whole event was still bad on my part. "She must have liked it... at least a little..."

"Why do you say that? Because she was still moaning?"

"Um... yeah... that, and..."

"And what?!"

"She... um... she sort of... had an orgasm over my lap..."

"You made her cum?!" she screamed, jumping out of her chair.

Immediately, I was the one now surprised by my intern's offensive language. "Alana... I've never heard you talk like that..."

"Oh, sorry..." she reacted, slowly returning her butt to her seat, even though her face was still red. "But... she really had an orgasm?"

For some reason, it was as if Alana wasn't as mad at me anymore. Thinking the end result calmed her for me, I continued justifying myself by probably giving too many details...

"Yeah... she came pretty hard over my lap... Her body practically melted onto my thighs... And I'm pretty sure she squirted because my legs were drenched with her juices..."

I realized that I was now certainly the one who had gone too far with my inappropriate language, because Alana was practically shaking in her seat, and she could no longer look anywhere near my direction. Instead, she just sat there, with her hands covering her eyes. When I asked her if she was okay, she simply replied, "Yeah... it's just a lot to take in..."

"I'm sorry if that was a little too offensive," I explained, still red after revealing such an embarrassing story. "You asked, but maybe I shouldn't have gone into that much detail..."

To my shock, just when I thought I had already crossed some sort of line with the seemingly innocent intern, she left me frozen by asking for more. "Was... that... the only time... you ever spanked her...?"

After recovering from being caught so off guard by her inquiry, I let out a deep breath and gave her more details about our physical past, since it seemed to be so important to her.

"I spanked her one other time... That was the day she was wearing the maid outfit... I was really mad at some of my employees... and I kind of wanted to take it out on Juri's ass... I asked her to get a maid outfit... and when I got home, she was wearing it... Yeah... I spanked her really good... and she came so hard for me..."

I didn't understand why I had to throw in those last few details. I guess I got so hot and bothered from reliving those moments, despite the embarrassment of disclosing them to Alana, that I was sort of proud of what I did to Juri that night. However, she persisted, still asking for more details...

"Were there other times you spanked her...?"

"Um... maybe just here and there during sex, but I don't think there were any major events like that," I admitted. However, the hot memories Juri and I shared together flooded through my mind, and I decided to explain more, for some reason. "There was another time... but she was the one spanking me..."

"Wait...

You

let

her

spank you?!"

"Yeah... I felt so guilty about what I had done to her... since she had been treating me so well... so I screamed out that I was the bad girl... and I crawled over her lap and basically begged her to spank me...."

Despite how hot that incident was, in the moment, I always knew it would be embarrassing to recollect on it. However, describing the event to Alana left me so humiliated, that we were both practically facing the opposite directions of each other.

Once again, Alana surprised me by requesting more details. In her sweet and innocent voice, she quietly asked, "Did you... also have an orgasm... like she did when you spanked her..."

Feeling so hot that I was practically sweating, I couldn't help but answer that question as I relived that naughty moment. "Yeah... I came so hard... But Juri always made me cum really hard... multiple times per session..."

"She did...?"

"Yeah... no matter what she was doing... I always had several massive orgasms..."

As if things couldn't get more embarrassing, she asked, "What else would she do to you?"

"Um... she would give me showers and baths... and then she would eat me out afterwards... Oh, and she sucked on my nipples a lot... That was probably my favorite..."

Now, red all over, probably from head to toe... I just couldn't tell because she was wearing clothes... Alana jumped up to her feet and unleashed her fury at me. "Sa... Miss... Karina! I can't take this anymore!"

I apologized, even though she was the one that had insisted I continue with more details, but there was no calming her down. She had been struggling the entire time, but now, I had seemingly pushed her over the edge.

Making her way towards the door, she kept her head down and expressed, "I apologize but I need a moment!"

Despite my confusion, Alana eventually returned to my office, and apologized for uncharacteristically excusing herself so abruptly. Impressively enough, she insisted that we get back to work, and not waste any further time talking about such personal matters. It was quite the about-face from the way she was acting only moments prior.

Much to my pleasant surprise, the young intern proved to still be on top of her game, despite whatever had come over her during our inappropriate discussions. Just like she did, any other time at the office, she worked diligently, and continued to progress while working by my side.

However, though she was consistent for the remainder of the day, and refrained from reverting back to her odd behavior, I could tell something was still on the young woman's mind. She was constantly squirming around in her seat, like she was unable to stay still for too long, and when I would stare at her, she would quickly turn away from me, trying to hide the fact that she was blushing.

Alana spoke to me normally, but she almost refused to make eye-contact for the rest of the day. Anytime our eyes just so happened to meet, when I looked up at her quickly enough, she would turn her head so fast that I was afraid she might snap her neck.

There was one other thing she did that I found quite strange. Acting as my assistant, since she was in my office, she would often jot down things for me whenever I was reading out loud or talking to my boss. However, on several occasions, I noticed her writing, even when absolutely nothing was going on.

I became curious and started to wonder if she was making notes for herself. I decided not to investigate any further though, because I didn't want this to turn into another awkward laptop type of situation.

As strange as our day started, I was pleased that we were able to maintain such a productive flow throughout the rest of the shift. Eventually though, when it was time for Alana to leave, that promiscuous topic that we both seemed to struggle with found its way back into my office.

Before she could leave, I heard her quiet voice from the other side of my desk. She wasn't looking in my direction, but still, the message was obviously directed towards me.

"Thank you for telling me... about you and Juri..." she said, still showing no intention of making eye-contact.

Raising an eyebrow, I responded, "You're welcome... Sorry if I made things awkward with all the details..."

"I apologize too... because I'm sure it was awkward for you as well..."

I stared at her and shrugged my shoulders. "That's okay... But I do hope the information helps you bring Juri back."