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"You ready for this Jen?" Brooke asked as she and her friend got out of her car and headed towards the bar.
"I guess so" Jennifer mumbled in reply.
For Jennifer Young, this was to be a bittersweet evening.
On the one hand, she had finally landed a spot at the local hospital where she could complete her internship and eventually become a nurse. It was the culmination of several years of study and hard work. But as one door opens another always seems to close and working at the hospital would mean leaving her job at the airport where she had worked as a ticketing agent for the past two years.
Now, as she walked toward the entrance to the bar where her going away party was being held, the finality of it all was starting to hit her. Would she ever see any of these people again? Would any of them remember her in six months? What about six years?
"You think Brett's going to show up tonight?" Jennifer asked.
"Well if he does, he's not gonna know what hit him" Brooke replied. "You are looking soooo hot tonight Ms. Young!"
Jennifer just waved off Brooke's comment as she laughed but she had to admit to herself that her friend was right. She wore a brown tank top that showed off her big natural tits and a pair of tight, hip hugging jeans that were sure to have all the boys drooling. Not that she cared what most of them thought as long as Brett liked the way she looked.
"So remind me, how long have you been crushing on this guy?" Brooke asked.
"For over a year now" Jennifer answered.
"Over a year" she replied. "And you still haven't hooked up with him?"
"But he's only been single for the last month, so it's not that pathetic" Jennifer responded. "Besides, who knows if I'll ever even see him again after tonight?"
"True" Brooke replied. "But there's no harm in getting some going away ass is there?"
"I suppose not" Jennifer said and they both started laughing as they paused outside of the door.
"Of course if things don't work out with Brett, you could always hook up with Pam" Brooke joked, pointing to their very butch co-worker who was getting out of her car.
"Gross, who invited that dyke?" Jennifer said with a frown.
"Oh, relax" Brooke replied. "She's just here to wish you goodbye. You know you really shouldn't be so judgmental."
"I'm not judgmental" Jennifer shot back. "I just don't want some big old lez hitting on me, that's all."
"Well then, let's not stand out here all night" Brooke said. "It's party time!"
As soon as they walked through the door, the small crowd of coworkers erupted into applause causing Jennifer to smile broadly. Things were going to be okay after all. A quick glance around the room showed her that not only did her ticketing agent friends show up but so did most of the baggage handlers and several pilots and stewardesses.
"I'm gonna go get us some drinks" Brooke said as she strode off toward the bar.
Spotting a seat at one of the tables between Brett and her boss Heather, Jennifer quickly made her way over and sat down.
"Damn girl, look at you" Brett exclaimed. "I knew you're tits were big, but I didn't know they were that big!"
He had already been drinking and when Brett drank, he tended to be an obnoxious oaf.
"Hey Brett" Jennifer said lightly as he continued to ogle her.
She had been looking forward to seeing him all day, but now that she was here, things were just awkward and uncomfortable.
"Don't mind him" came a woman's voice from Jennifer's left. "I won't let him bother you too much."
Jennifer looked over and saw her supervisor, Heather Vanderman smiling back at her. Heather had beautiful high cheekbones and perfect white teeth which always made her look somewhat regal. She wore her long blonde hair up most days which only added to her air of elegance.
"Thanks" Jennifer replied. "I just hate it when he's like this."
"Well, that's a typical man for you" Heather responded airily. "Luckily I've had fifteen years to train mine."
Jennifer just laughed as she looked at Heather. She only hoped that when she was in her forties that she would be in half as good of shape.
Jennifer knew that Heather's husband Tom owned a distributing company and that they had two children, but apart from that she really didn't know much about her personal life. Why would a woman with so much money bother working at all, let alone taking on the stress that came with being a supervisor?
"Wow, you've been married for fifteen years?" Jennifer asked. "That's got to be tough sometimes."
"Well, it helps to have more than one home" Heather replied. "In fact, Tom and the kids are in Pensacola for the month. That's the only way I was able to come out tonight."
"Well I'm glad you came" Jennifer said as she glanced over at Brett chugging another beer with one of his buddies.
"So am I" Heather answered as she gazed at Jennifer long enough to make the young woman shift uncomfortably in her chair.
Luckily, Brooke returned with their drinks and the conversation turned light and breezy again.
For the next hour or so, Jennifer listened as her coworkers came up and wished her good luck. Brett made several attempts to get her to come outside with him, but she was transfixed listening to Heather's stories about her world travels.
"I never knew you were so interesting" Jennifer replied as Heather finished telling her about her trip to Japan. "I mean no offense."
"None taken" Heather responded. "It's just hard to be buddy-buddy with someone when you're their boss. But now that you're leaving...."
As Heather tried to finish her sentence, Brett stumbled backwards and knocked a cranberry juice and vodka into Jennifer's lap.
"You fucking idiot!" She yelled as she stood up and rushed to the bathroom, leaving Brett standing there slackjawed.
After a brief pause, Heather smiled to herself and followed Jennifer into the restroom to help her out. This was the opportunity she was looking for.
"Fuck!" Jennifer exclaimed as she tried to rub off the stain with some paper towels.
"Don't rub it in" Heather said quickly as she grabbed some more paper towels. "Dab it lightly, here I'll show you."
"Thanks" Jennifer said as Heather managed to get most of the cranberry juice off of her jeans.
"No problem" she replied, glancing around to make sure no one else was in the bathroom.
"He is such a moron" Jennifer exclaimed. "I can't believe I ever had a crush on him the way he's acting tonight."
"Well one good thing came of it" Heather said. "At least he gave me an opportunity to talk to you alone before you left. I've got something I've got to get off my chest."
"What's up?" Jennifer asked as Heather stood up.
"I want you" Heather said, gazing into Jennifer's big doe eyes as the words hung heavy in the air for several long seconds.
"Excuse me?" Jennifer finally gulped, backing up until she was against the wall. Undeterred, Heather pressed closer.
"You heard me" she said. "I've had the biggest crush on you for so long, and I want you tonight."
"Ummmm.......I'm not sure what to say" Jennifer replied as her head started swimming. "I mean, I'm flattered, but I'm not....I'm not a...a...lesbian."
"It's okay baby" Heather continued. "I don't want a relationship or anything, I just want to fuck you. I can teach you so much. I want to do such bad things to you and your hot little fucking body!"
Jennifer's mind was going crazy. She would never admit it to anyone, even herself, but she did have a secret fantasy about having sex with another woman. Sometimes when she masturbated she would...............STOP IT! She thought. She wasn't really considering letting Heather have her way with her was she?
"What about your husband?" Jennifer asked, desperately trying to find a way out of this.
"I told you" she replied. "He's out of town. You could just come back to my place and we could.....just....."
As she finished her sentence, Heather leaned in close. She saw Jennifer close her eyes and purse her lips in anticipation of their kiss, but just as their lips were about to touch the bathroom door opened snapping Jennifer from her trance.
"Hey Jen, everyone's asking where you went" Brooke said as she entered the bathroom.
"I was just.....I spilled....Heather was helping...." She babbled as her face turned scarlet.
"Someone spilled a drink on her and I was helping her clean it up" Heather interjected.
"Oh, okay" Brooke said as she eyed them suspiciously. "Well hurry, Brett's looking for you."
"Okay" Jennifer mumbled as Brooke left the bathroom.
The interruption from Brooke had brought reality crashing down around Jennifer and she realized that she had almost kissed another woman. Confused, she slipped past Heather and ran toward the door.
"I'm sorry. I'm just not into girls" she said firmly before storming out of the bathroom and back into the party.
Heather just stood there smiling. She had her prey right where she wanted her.
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As the night went on, people gradually began saying their goodbyes to Jennifer and leaving until eventually there were only five or six of them left at the bar. For her part, Jennifer tried to act as naturally as possible, but every time she glanced over at Heather, the older woman would be staring at her smiling. She couldn't stop thinking about what would happen if she just let her boss do whatever she wanted to her. She imagined Heather running her fingers through her hair as they passionately kissed in front of a roaring fire.
"You about ready to go home?" Brooke asked, snapping Jennifer out of her daydream.
"Huh...Oh, already?" Jennifer replied.
"What do you mean already?" Brooke asked. "The bar closes in a half an hour, you want to wait for them to kick us out?"
"No, it's just that it might be my last time seeing everyone and I'm not sure I want to leave just yet" said the pretty brunette.
