Warnings: Lesbian, Interracial, Big Clit
Madine knew about Danesha. Danesha was around the age of 30, give a take a year, graduate of Howard who majored in Law and worked as one of the legal advisors for the company board. Madine knew Danesha was well liked amongst her co-workers, and it was well known Danesha was going to apply and even get the position of Legal Senior Advisor. Danesha was too humble though, even modest. She had such southern charm that even when she was the best at something, she thanked those who supported her. All of these traits made Madine's crush on Danesha understandable, but it was the secret she knew of Danesha that really made Madine want to explore more of this woman.
She had found out about this secret when she was with a friend, a brunette, mother of two yet slim and flexible. The friend and Madine would often go to the same gym for the yoga and spin classes, and it was during one of those classes while Madine complained about wanting a tan due to how fair her skin was that her friend grabbed her by the arm, and pulled her in.
With their faces pressed against one another, her friend told her to look out through the double doors and look at the bouldering wall out yonder.
Madine shrugged her shoulders, not wanting her friend to realize her heart was beating fast now. "So what. It's Danesha," she had said to her friend.
"You know her?"
"She's my co-worker." Just as Madine had said that, the instructor entered into the room and closed the door.
Her friend had whispered to Madine. "I saw her naked in the locker room once and her clit is the biggest I ever seen...I mean huge, like-"
The instructor had interrupted the friend and instructed the class to get on their bikes.
While slowly working up a routine, Madine's friend finished up the conversation.
"It was like three or four inches and it was hard."
....Back in the present, Madine had a coffee pot in her hand while she was in the company's break room on the fourth floor of the business. The huge windows shown nothing but darkness and lights from the other sky high buildings. It would have been a beautiful scene to take in and daze off into, but she still had numerous documents to examine based off the latest Spyware attack.
She stepped back to head to her office with her coffee cup in her hand-
*Splash*
"Oh fuck," said a voice Madine had heard not very often on this floor. She looked up and saw Danesha wiping her shirt, already going over to the napkins. Madine stuttered over her words as she too assisted with the black stain forming on the beige blouse. Yes, she had been thinking of the woman but hadn't the desire to meet in this fashion.
The napkins turned into a pile of napkins as the two women worked together to try and get the stain from settling. It some what paid off but both women knew the blouse was now gone, and was going to be donated after being washed or simply worn around the house.
"Sorry about that," Madine said.
Danesha shook her head and went to wash her hands. Afterwards, she took another napkin to dry them, adding that napkin along with the others into the recycling bin. She sat down in a chair after getting a water bottle from the refrigerator. With a swig of a few gulps, she wiped her mouth and looked at Madine.
Madine absolutely loved Danesha's style of dress code. It didn't matter if she was wearing a feminine suit, a more masculine tailored suit, a dress, or a skirt with heels, she looked and walked like she owned the world, and maybe in another life... she did.
Her hair, this time was out and all natural afro that showed off her locks of curls, shin and soft appealing. Her skin was dark brown and there was a subtle hint of blush upon Danesha's cheeks and even some gloss on the lips. Her eyes were green and since Danesha was an ADOS, who's to say what was in her blood to allow her to have green eyes.
Danesha laughed, it was booming yet domineering and gentle at the same time. "I didn't know others were here."
Madine shrugged, walking over to the table Danesha was sitting at. She took the chair in her hands but was too afraid to sit, not wanting to appear too eager.
"I like to work extra sometimes." She admitted and Danesha agreed, both women loving the perks of being salary but getting extra bonuses a month for over time worked after five p m.
Danesha licked her lips and soon offered her departure, and was no longer in the break room. And it went on like that for the days to come. They never saw one another during the work days but it was only when they were doing extra hours, they'd pump into one another. They'd smile and exchange small hi's then go back to their work. Both had their motivation for working extra and late. Madine often couldn't go to sleep until it was passed eleven and Danesha simply enjoyed being single with extra money, and both loved their work. It all changed and it was hell on Earth for both women when an ice storm came to the city of Dallas, making the roads dangerous and hazardous for anyone driving on them. For two days no one was allowed in the office and with the way the storm man handled the trees, it was another three days added onto that. Luckily, the job had lovely benefits and paid their employees for the days they weren't able to come in due to the weather. But for those who loved to work, the minutes that ticked by were slow and daunting, so when Madine finally made it back to the office, she was filled with glee.
After closing hours of the corporation, she skipped to the break room for her usual coffee. Although by the time she left out, she was holding her stomach wishing she hadn't drunk so much already. In fact, it was starting to look like she should tone down on the coffee especially with the new year just around the corner.
