I would like to say thank you to those who have read all four parts of this story! I hope that you enjoy the final installment! If you have any comments or feedback then I would really appreciate it!
If you have stumbled upon this then you don't need to have read the previous three but if you enjoy you could always go back!
Thanks to all of those who have sent me messages in the past! You've kept me writing.
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Daisy sat on the tube home, watching the different stations fly by and different people shuffle off and on at regular intervals. All day she had felt tired and tense all at the same time and a day full of meetings hadn't helped matters. Listening to music on the way home to try and chill herself out she eventually pushed herself to stand, tugging her tight fitting pencil skirt down neatly as she stepped onto the train platform. Climbing the stairs and heading towards her flat she groaned as she felt the heavens start to open. Pulling her tailored blazer close around her so as to protect her white silk blouse from the rain she picked up her pace, wanting to get inside before she was soaked through.
Getting into the porch she fumbled for her keys, her skin flushed from the brief jog, the balls of her feet aching from her heels. "Come on... don't have forgotten them..." she groaned to herself as she fished around inside her handbag for her keys. Seeing her mobile flashing she checked the messages.
Lou : Hey slutbag. Out for dinner tonight. See you in the AM. Don't drink all of the wine :P
Rolling her eyes at the message she smiled to herself, finally spotting her keys and letting herself into the flat. Unlocking the interior door Daisy was just about to run up the stairs when she saw light coming from the kitchen. Hesitating for a moment she told herself Lou had just changed her plans and forgotten to tell her and yet she still slipped her keys between her fingers. Creeping slowly up the stairs she hung her bag on the bannister and slipped her tight fitting blazer off. To her dismay she saw that her blouse had gotten soaked and was mostly see through and the blouse was likely ruined. Realising she had bigger problems she walked slowly across the landing, psyching herself up as she took hold of the kitchen door and she had no idea what she was expecting, but seeing Hayley there in her underwear was definitely not it. "What – what the fuck?!" Daisy gasped out, unsure of whether to laugh or kill her.
"What?" Hayley said with a hopeful smile, her pert little body only covered by a little pink lace bra and matching panties. Reaching for the bottle of wine she had opened to breathe she offered the glass to Daisy. "How was your dayyy?"
Daisy accepted the wine and only then seemed to notice her ex girlfriends state of undress. "I – what – why – so many questions. How. Let's start with how?" Daisy said, gesturing to her flat. Leaning back against the counter she kicked her heels off, letting them skid across the floor as she took a long sip, nearly drinking the whole glass in one go.
Hayley watched Daisy, her eyes focused on her narrow waist and how perfectly that blouse emphasised the swell of her breasts. She had been aroused for the better part of an hour as she anticipated the night ahead but Daisy rocking up looking like a naughty secretary with that slutty red lipstick... Hayley could barely take it. "I still have the key you gave me. From before. I knew Lou would be out." Hayley shrugged her shoulders. "Surprise!"
Daisy looked at Hayley over the rim of her glass and sighed out softly, draining it and then reaching for the bottle, pouring a fresh glass. "So you're not angry with me anymore?"
Closing the distance between them, Hayley rested her hands either side of Daisy's hips on the counter, keeping her where she was. "No. I realise you have every right to do what you want to do. I broke up with you," Hayley said slowly, her words seeming rehearsed. Leaning in close she breathed in slowly, smelling the sugar and lychee perfume that Daisy always wore to work. "God you smell good..." Hayley murmured, her lips lightly grazing Daisy's neck.
Taking a deep breath in, Daisy tried not to react to that gentle touch, but just the feel of her lips alone and the sight of her dressed like that driving her wild. "You're still with that boy."
"He's on holiday." Hayley shrugged as she slid her fingers slowly over Daisy's hip.
"So I'm just – you're just here to get off because he's not here to service you?" Daisy asked with a frown, putting her once again empty glass to one side as she met Hayley's blue eyes.
Hayley shook her head, sliding both hands around Daisy's waist and slowly unbuttoning it and then sliding the zipper down. "How anyone gets work done in your office... I'll never know." Hayley smiled as she kissed slowly along her jaw. "I'd be playing with your beautiful tits... and eating that delicious pussy all day..."
"No you wouldn't." Daisy said with a roll of her eyes.
"Yes I would." Hayley laughed, trying to ease down her skirt.
Daisy covered Hayley's hands with her own, stopping her from revealing her body. "No, you wouldn't. You'd be too scared to even make eye contact with me in case someone thought you might be a lesbian." Daisy pointed out and pushed her back with a frown. "You'd think about eating me out all day... you'd squirm at your desk... but you wouldn't even say hi to me in the kitchen for fear that someone might think you're a lesbian just for being my friend... So you would just go home... and finger yourself till you were sore dreaming about me serving my pussy up to you on a plate... knowing you would never have it."
