Accidental Fiancée

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 14

"I masturbated to you too..."

Our eyes met as an awkward tension in the air crippled us into submission. There was no escaping this uncomfortable moment. We were now left with the uncomfortable truth of our actions as we started into each other's eyes.

I suppose I had grown quite used to embarrassing myself around Alana. However, not even in a million years would I have expected her to share such a brave admission with me. Even I was a bit red, just knowing that she had just masturbated to me the previous night...

Of course, I was flattered that such a cute and smart girl pleasured herself to the thought of me. Still, I couldn't help but wonder how that could possibly be, considering she hated me not too long ago. Perhaps I didn't want to know the answer, because I felt relieved once she quickly changed the subject.

"So... when exactly is this trip again?" she asked, in a quiet voice.

I quickly gathered myself, putting on my best professional face. "Oh... um... next month.... I'll send you an itinerary... as soon as I make one..."

Once again, an awkward silence surrounded us. We could talk as much as we wanted about this work trip, but we both knew damn well that it was only secondary on our minds. While both of our faces grew red, she eventually let out a deep exhale before turning a head away from me. "Do you still want to take me with you... despite what happened?"

"I think it's fine," I answered, feeling a bit ashamed of myself for letting our work relationship take such an unprofessional turn. "I'll get you your own room, if you think my behavior has been too inappropriate..."

Alana shook her head as her cheeks grew even redder. "I don't think your actions were inappropriate... Do you think mine were?"

I also shook my head. "No, Alana... Let's just try to put this behind us."

Suddenly, a look of relief came over her. She was a shy girl to begin with, so admitting such a private act to me... which was also about me... must have been difficult for her. And when you top that with the revelation of her erotic writings, I couldn't imagine what she was going through, having her despised boss discovering her deepest, darkest secrets.

After I had just escaped being too inappropriate with her, I decided once again to open my big mouth, hoping this would justify my actions somehow. "Hey, Alana," I said, causing her to stop just before she walked out of my office. Then, as she turned back and faced me, I inexplicably explained to her, "The real reason I masturbated to you last night was because I was reading your stories... They're very good, and you're a great author."

Surprisingly, another smile came over her face, but she started to blush from head to toe. The grin from ear to ear indicated that she was happy with my compliment, so I couldn't really understand why she still seemed so nervous. Eventually, she spoke up, and let me know exactly why my explanation caused her to tremble.

"That's good to know, Karina," she said in a quiet voice, breaking eye-contact with me again. Then, just before leaving my office, she quickly explained, "That makes me happy... because I fantasized to the thought of you masturbating to my stories..."

It was an awkward feeling she left me with, as I stood there alone in my office with a warm sensation protruding in my heart. Alana and I now had a unique relationship, one unlike any I would have ever expected to have with another woman, especially her. After getting off to such a rocky start, she and I were now open about our orgasms and the roles we each played for each other in them.

***

Fortunately, Alana and I were able to move past the awkward beginning of our day, and operate as a unit, just like we had done any other day. She ended up having to take on more of my responsibilities than she would on a typical day. With the trip coming up, all of a sudden, I had to set some time aside to plan out our itinerary.

Eventually, word would start to spread, not only of my business trip, but also the employee I selected to accompany me. I noticed that Alana had taken a much longer coffee break than normal. When I stepped out to check up on her, she was unfortunately being questioned by the other employees, most notably, Paula.

"I'm just curious," Paula said, practically cornering my nervous intern. "How is it that you go from having hardly any responsibilities here to then getting to accompany Karina on the conference in such a short matter of time?"

Alana began to shake as Paula had her backed up against a wall. "I, uh... I don't know why she chose me..."

"You two must be having some interesting conversations in her private office. No wonder she's been in such a good mood lately."

Suddenly, my intern's face grew red, and she looked back and forth, hoping to find another employee that would come to her rescue. "What are you insinuating?!"

Unfortunately for her, though the other employees weren't as aggressive as Paula, they too were unhappy with my selection for the work trip. And with the support of the other women in the office, Paula was only encouraged to make further unfair assumptions about my sweet and innocent intern.

"You know... I knew something was up when I saw that sexy maid in her home. But now that I'm seeing the way things are playing out, I think I finally understand what your true role is around here."

"What are you talking about...?"

Paula pointed her finger right into Alana's chest, putting fear in her soul. "Well, since Karina is a lesbo, I guess you're just going to sleep your way to the top."

As much as I wanted Alana to stand up for herself, I could no longer keep my own tongue in check. It was one thing for Paula to make accusations about me. However, seeing her intimidate a diligent and shy worker like Alana made me want to pull her hair out.

Unable to hold myself back, I stepped in between the two before glaring at Paula. "Excuse me? Do you, of all people, have a problem with me selecting Alana?"

Immediately, my long-time employee took a step back as she noticed the fire in my eyes. "Oh, no, Karina! I was just... I figured..."

"You're not seriously comparing yourself to Alana, are you?" I interrupted, daring my troublesome employee to challenge me.

"Wait! No... It's just... she's an intern!"

"Yes, she's an intern, but even so, let's take a look at her work portfolio versus yours," I responded, as I opened up my work email on my phone. Then, showing them my screen, I began tapping through their folders. "This is your satisfactory work, and all of this is Alana's satisfactory work. These are your incomplete documents, and these are Alana's final edits on your unfinished assignments."

"Wait... How did she..."

"But she's just an intern, right?" I interrupted, mocking her pretentious voice. I then looked around at the other women who were watching us and addressed them. "And as for you all, your portfolios are better than Paula's, but Alana is still kicking your asses."

Everyone was suddenly shocked into silence. This included Alana, who was now so embarrassed she could do nothing but stare at the floor.

The attention was now all on her, because I had shown everyone what a great employee she was. But still, I needed to make sure none of the other women would dare try to harass her again.

It was almost time for my intern to go anyway, so I quickly grabbed her belongings and began walking her out the door. However, before I made my exit, I glared back at my other employees and left them with a final warring.

"It wasn't Alana's decision for her to go; it was mine. So if any of you have a problem with it, make sure to address it with me, and we can have a discussion about your performance, got it?

For the first time in as long as I could remember, my entire staff seemed as if they were afraid of me. They all kept their heads down as they quietly replied, "Yes ma'am," before simply returning to their desks and getting back to work.

Meanwhile, I not only walked Alana out to the parking lot, but I took her all the way to her car before assuring her that I'd no longer need her assistance for the day. "You've done enough for one shift," I explained to her with a smile. "Also, we have a trip coming up, so why don't you take a little time to get your schedule worked out?"

Of course, she was grateful, and agreed to get herself situated for our upcoming trip. However, before she could get into her car and leave, she became compelled to show her gratitude for my actions.

Throwing her arms around me, she embraced me in a surprisingly tight hug. "Thank you so much, Karina," she whispered, allowing her head to dig deep into my shoulder. "I really appreciate you standing up for me... No one has ever really done that for me before..."

Not wanting her to think this was some sort of big deal, or that she would ever owe me for pointing out what an efficient employee she was, I grabbed her by the shoulders and looked her in the eye, before brushing off her thank you to me. "Don't worry about it, Alana," I said, shrugging my shoulders. Then, a slight smile came to my face as I joked, "Now why don't you get home and work on one of your spicy stories to help clear your mind?"

Immediately, her face went red, and she shouted at me in frustration before bursting into laughter. "Karina! Just when I was starting to really appreciate you..."

I laughed for a moment before opening the door for her. "Have a good night, Alana," I expressed, giving her a more genuine smile.

She looked me in the eye one last time before getting into her car, and with the most confidence I had ever seen in that cute face of hers, she expressed, "I can't wait for our trip!"

***

By no coincidence, that moment would prove to be a pivotal point in my relationship with Alana. It was one thing for us to accidentally stumble on each other's deepest and darkest secrets, but openly showing my approval for her amongst the others proved the level of respect that I had for her in a way she wasn't even prepared for.

From that day forward, my intern held herself with more confidence, and slowly started to become the employee I believed she could be. Admittedly, I didn't realize her potential at the beginning. But once I was able to put my bias aside, there was no denying that she was the hardest worker I had met ever since... well, my younger self...

By the time the work trip had come around, I was no longer even checking over Alana's work. I trusted her as a diligent employee, and I planned on recommending my company make her an offer at the end of her internship, whether she had a college degree or not. However, even though I didn't like the idea of losing her, I was looking forward to going to the conference and getting her name out there, hoping she would make some good contacts in case she wanted to work somewhere else.

We left early together on a Saturday morning. I picked her up, and we drove for about an hour and a half. Oddly enough, I no longer even felt awkward around her. Despite some of the more embarrassing things she knew about me, it almost felt natural to talk to her, even though we were mostly discussing work-related topics.

We made it to our location with time to spare, but not enough to check into our hotel. Instead, we just grabbed some coffee and waited around until the first presentation.

Luckily enough, we ended up crossing paths with a few bigwigs I knew from other branches, and even other companies. I could tell Alana was nervous by the way she stood so far away, avoiding eye-contact.

I ended up bringing her in with my hand on her lower back. And when I introduced her, I didn't even explain that she was just an intern. I simply told them she was one of my up-and-coming employees.

When the conference started, Alana immediately felt more comfortable because she was able to fall back into her more natural role. Acting as my assistant, she wrote down and provided everything I needed of her. However, once the mingling started again, she went right back to being adorably shy.

Unfortunately, I was never quite able to completely break her out of her shell. If there was one major difference between Alana and my younger self, it was that I never lacked the confidence to speak to others.

Still, for the time being, I was quite proud of her, not only for the great employee that she had become, but also for just attempting to speak to people at such a big conference. Of course, Paula and the others would have been more personable, but I never doubted my decision to bring Alana along instead.

It was our last encounter, however, when my intern brightened up the most. Not even really thinking about it, I accidentally introduced her as my friend instead of my employee. I guess the words just came out naturally. But even though we had gotten off to a bad start, she was now blushing at my declaration that she was more than just my intern.

The awkwardness only came back briefly when we checked into our hotel room. She already knew that we were sharing a room together, but I guess actually stepping in there, and knowing we would be sleeping so close to each other, made her a bit nervous again.

Despite having separate beds, I could tell she was still a bit uneasy by the way she was gauging the small distance between them. Not wanting to push her any further than I already had for one day, I offered, "Do you want me to get you your own room?"

Despite her eyes lighting up a bit, she eventually took a deep breath and shook her head. "No, that's okay..." she said before putting on a brave smile. "I need to start viewing these uncomfortable moments as challenges... or else I'll never break out of my shell..."

Admittedly, it warmed my heart a little to know she was willing to stay with me. However, I wouldn't have minded getting a separate room for her, because I thought it might give her a chance to work on her erotica again.

Embarrassingly enough, I had been checking her page for the last few weeks, wondering when she would put out her next story. It wasn't that I needed it to masturbate or anything... I still had enough memories of Juri to last me a lifetime... I was just really curious to see what she would write next.

Hoping to calm her nerves, I invited her to go with me to the bar in the hotel lobby. Despite not being much of a drinker, she put a smile on her face as she accepted the offer to join me downstairs.

I ended up buying myself several drinks, but only buying Alana one... That was all she really needed, since she was a lightweight. However, I, on the other hand, needed plenty to get a buzz, considering how much I drank on a regular basis.

Speaking of which, it was the most alcohol I had consumed since my last time staying at a hotel. And as I sat there celebrating a successful day with Alana, I couldn't help but think about how dramatically my life had changed since the last time I found myself drinking in a similar setting.

While I was distracted by my thoughts of Juri, Alana, the woman I was actually sitting with, quickly grabbed my attention. "Hey, thanks for today," she said, raising her glass to me while showing a smile. "That was really nice of you to talk so positively of me."

Snapping out of my deep thoughts, I quickly put on a smile before tapping her glass with mine. "No problem, Alana. You deserve it."

To my surprise, however, my astute employee was able to look past my fake smile. Even more impressively, she knew exactly what was on my mind.

"Are you thinking about her?" she asked, still not dropping that smile of hers.

I looked down at my glass before gazing into her eyes again. "How did you know?"

"Oh, I can tell... You used to always look depressed, but now, the only time you look that way is when you're missing her."

After nodding my head in agreement, I took a big sip of my drink before explaining what was going through my mind. "It's just... this feels a little familiar because the last time I drank at a hotel was right before I met her."

"And my, how you've changed since then."

I gave her a confused look. "Huh?"

"You're just so different since you met her," Alana explained, shrugging her shoulders. "She really changed you for the better."

Looking down at my drink, I twirled my glass around before taking another sip. "I guess so..."

Alana also took a sip of her drink before trying to cheer me up. "Hey, let's talk about something more fun."

"Like what?"

"Well, since you were already thinking about Juri, what would you say you miss most about her?"

A little smile came over my face as all the memories we shared in my little condo came rushing back to me. "You know what?" I started before finishing my glass. "It's not even all the sex we had that I really miss... I mean, that stuff was great too, obviously... but what I really miss is seeing that cute smile of hers whenever I came home..."

Coincidentally, Alana was also wearing a cute smile while I talked about Juri's. "Is that so?"

"Yeah..." I replied, as a frown slowly took over my face. "She only lived with me for a couple weeks, but my home feels so empty without her..."

"Hey, cheer up," she said, placing her hand on my shoulder. She then gave me a confident stare. "Don't you worry. We'll get her back. And then you can look forward to seeing that smile of hers after work every single day!"

Of course, I put on a fake smile for her, but as I did, I noticed some of the other hotel guests walking around with swimsuits. Wanting to put off this conversation about Juri for the time being, I refocused my attention on Alana and asked, "Did you bring a bathing suit?"

Her eyes lit up, and she became a bit nervous again. "I did, actually... I looked the hotel up and saw they had a pool, so I brought my swimsuit just in case..."

As the bartender passed me one final glass, I quickly downed it before asking for the check. Then, smiling at Alana, hoping to get her more comfortable with the idea of swimming with me, I asked" "Would you like to check out the pool?"

She gulped before nodding her head. "Mhmm..."

I slightly remember going back to our hotel room and getting into our swimsuits. However, by that time, I was actually pretty drunk, so I don't even remember if I changed right in front of Alana.

What I do remember clearly was lighting up when we realized we would be the only two in the pool. The hotel actually had a few different swimming areas, and we were lucky enough to find one where we could have some privacy.

It wasn't that I was planning on doing anything inappropriate with my intern. I just didn't feel like having a bunch of men staring at us. And also, our conversations were kind of private, so I wanted Alana to be as comfortable as possible.

Speaking of Alana, I was quite surprised that she didn't seem so insecure in her swimsuit. It was actually quite revealing, being a small brown bikini that hardly covered her butt. What shocked me even more was that she had a much thicker body than I anticipated, having only seen her in office attire before.

My swimsuit wasn't the most risque, but with my butt and my boobs, I guess anything would have looked revealing on me. Still, I found it kind of funny to even think about such a vain matter. It had been so long since I cared about how I looked in a swimsuit.

Unfortunately, despite all the alcohol, I didn't seem to be as talkative as I expected to be. I found myself wondering what Alana thought of me in my swimsuit for some reason. Perhaps I wanted her to be as impressed with my body as I was with hers.

The more we played around in the water, the more I started to focus my attention on her curves. I even found myself biting my lower lip a few times as I stared more intensely.