Katie's Corruption - Chapter 3
Tipping The Velvet
It had been a very, very long week for all the staff in Katie's office. The big annual report was due, which meant everyone had to work overtime to ensure it got submitted in time and that their contract would hopefully be extended for another couple of years. After a week of late coffee-fuelled nights, Helen had sent out an email to everyone, saying that after work on Friday, she was taking everyone out for food and drinks to thank them for their hard work. Thankfully for Katie and all her weary colleagues, everyone was finished with their work and the report had been submitted by 8pm. When Helen happily announced, "ok guys, let's go eat, drink and be merry," a rousing cheer went round the office. Katie was disappointed to see that Trevor would be joining them for the evening, but as they all headed to the nearby Korean BBQ to fill their stomachs with meat and rice, her spirits were high. Bottles of soju and sake were ordered along with the food and everyone was reveling in the joyful camaraderie. Even Trevor seemingly managed to resist being an asshole, although his glances at the female members of staff were less than subtle. Katie wasn't much of a drinker and after a few shots of the clear, fruity liquor known as Soju, she was feeling a little buzzed and very, very happy.
After the group had finished eating, a couple of people said their goodbyes, including Trevor (to Katie's relief), with a small group of the work-mates heading on to a nearby karaoke bar. The bar was intimate and comfortable, neon signs adorning the walls, smoke hanging in the air with comfortable armchairs and sofas throughout for the patrons to relax on. Cocktails were consumed and many songs were sung as the night went on, laughter and merriment filling the air. As the night stretched on, Katie's colleagues gradually made their excuses to leave and said their drunken goodbyes until it was just Katie and Helen left in the bar.
Katie hated singing in public and despite her intoxicated state and Helen's encouragement, there was no way she was doing it. "OK then, if you won't, I will, said Helen," giving Katie a cheeky smile and a wink. Katie's jaw dropped as the opening chords and signature drum beats of "Pour Some Sugar on Me" by Def Leppard played over the bar's speakers. Helen walked onto the stage in her black skirt, high heels and tight white shirt, gray hair cascading round her head with a microphone in her hand and as she began to sing. It seemed the whole bar was watching her performance, but Helen only had eyes for one person, Katie. She danced and gyrated as she sang, locking eyes with her younger colleague and for Katie it seemed like the whole bar fell away as she was totally entranced by Helen's siren song.
She was finally snapped out of her stupor when Helen plopped herself down next to her on the sofa. "I loooooove Def Leppard," she drunkenly exclaimed, "what did you think?"
"It was amazing," Katie shyly responded, "you were really good!"
Helen smiled broadly "Thank you sweetie, that means a lot!" The two women's eyes met and suddenly Helen leant in, planting a soft kiss on Katie's cheek. It only lasted a moment, but sparks flew before they both pulled away, red in the face. They both took a moment to compose themselves before Helen spoke, "Are we the only two left?" Katie nodded shyly, unable to look her supervisor in the eye. "Well I don't know about you Katie, but I'm fairly drunk, so I suggest I go out for a smoke and we get a taxi home, what do you think?"
Katie nodded, "Sounds good boss," she said jokingly, resulting in Helen giving her a jovial dig in the arm as they both laughed. They gathered their things before heading outside. It was pouring with rain and they huddled close together against the building to shelter themselves from the downpour.
Helen lit up a cigarette with an elegant silver lighter, taking a deep puff and exhaling the smoke, creating a cloud around them both. Katie had never been a fan of smoking, but something about the way Helen elegantly placed the tip in her mouth, drawing deeply on it and the soft exhalation of smoke was suddenly very sexy to her. She watched her take a few more drags intently, Helen not noticing for a few moments before their eyes finally met. The lust in Katie's eyes was obvious and Helen tossed away her cigarette, leaning in to softly cup Katie's cheek, kissing her tenderly. Their soft lips intertwined as they explored this new feeling, soft and delicate, both lost in the moment until finally they parted.
Helen was the first to speak. "Look, I wouldn't usually do this, but I'll be honest, I've had my eye on you for a while." Katie blushed deeply at this confession, feeling a flood of wetness and excitement down below. "Why don't you hop in the taxi with me and I can show you a good time?" Katie couldn't look at her, looking down at her feet. She debated what to do, her decision making clouded by the alcohol. She finally brought up her eyes to meet Helen's, pushing her against the wall and kissing her deeply, tongue invading her mouth and hands exploring her back hungrily.
When the two separated, Katie softly whispered, "Yes Helen, please, take me home."
The fresh air and the alcohol had mixed together, as it so often does and Katie suddenly felt more drunk than she had in the bar, so her memory of the following events were hazy at best. She remembered getting in the cab with Helen. She remembered Helen opening the door for her. She remembered a flurry of kissing and clothes being haphazardly removed. She remembered Helen pushing her down onto the bed but that's where her memory faded to black and she couldn't remember anything else.
Katie woke up, the sunlight stinging her eyes causing her to snap them shut, her head pounding. "This is why I don't drink," she thought to herself. It had been a long time since she had been hungover and this was a bad one. She finally opened her eyes, blinking and taking in her surroundings. Wait, this wasn't her bedroom, where was she? Slowly, the events of the night before started to come back to her. She turned over and as she had feared, laying next to her, still sleeping soundly, was Helen. Panic set in as she realized not only had she just woken up in her supervisor's bed, but both of them were naked. Had she had sex with her boss? She couldn't remember. She was terrified, panic levels rising, trying to plan her next move. She quietly got out of bed, finding yesterday's clothes scattered around the room as she tried to get dressed discreetly, in order to not wake Helen up. She hoped she would be able to leave without Helen noticing. Work would be awkward, but it would probably just remain an unspoken secret between the two. Katie could live with that.
"Good morning beautiful," Helen said huskily, voice croaky from last night's festivities. Fuck, she was awake, this was going to be incredibly awkward Katie thought to herself. Thankfully she had at least managed to get her underwear on before Helen had awoken, so at least she wasn't standing totally naked in front of her boss.
