You should read 'Tomorrow is Promised Pt. 03' and 'Promises Made and Promises Kept Pt. 01' first before reading this story. This story picks up right after 'Tomorrow is Promised Pt. 03.'
Note: PM&PK needs to be told from both Points of View (PoV). In order to do that, I am alternating between Virginia and Judy in each part of PM&PK. Because of this, the five parts of this story will overlap each other so you will see some scenes from both PoVs. Parts 1, 3, and 5 are written from Virginia's PoV while parts 2 and 4 are written from Judy's PoV. For example, the first half (roughly) of this story (from Judy's PoV) overlaps the last half (roughly) of 'PM&PK Pt. 01' (from Virginia's PoV). Conversely, the last half of this story (from Judy's PoV) will be covered in the first half of 'PM&PK Pt. 03' (from Virginia's PoV). Keep in mind that each woman will also have experiences unique to them that will not be reflected from the other woman's PoV.
© 2020 Candy_Kane54
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August 1994
As I drove home, I thought back to the interviews my team, and I did today. We were looking to find someone for the Configuration Manager position that we needed to fill. I thought we did a great job, and I was pleased with the final interview. It was with a woman named Virginia Hanratty. She handled herself with poise and intelligence. I couldn't help but think about how seeing her and interacting with her had affected me. Her sapphire blue eyes were mesmerizing, and I couldn't stop thinking about them. She was beautiful, and Sapphic thoughts went through my head as I thought about how she moved and talked. My nipples hardened, and my pussy got hot and wet thinking about her.
As I pulled onto my street, it suddenly hit me. Last December, I had seen a woman in Jack's Salad Bar and Grill, who had sapphire blue eyes. When our eyes had met, I had felt the exact same feelings I felt today. Could that have been Virginia I saw there that day?
I pulled into our driveway and parked my car in the garage. I saw Amy's car was here, so the girls must be home from school. As the garage door went down, and I got out of my car, thoughts about Virginia left my brain as Amy and Emily came out to greet me.
"Hi, mom," said Amy, coming up and giving me a hug. I loved that she still felt comfortable hugging me. Even though she was 17, she was still my little girl.
"I love you, baby," I said, returning her hug. At 5' 9", she was as tall as I am, and her lean hard body was evidence that she would be a great swimmer. She was a senior this year and had been made captain of the swim team. She already held all but one of the swimming records for Mira Costa High School.
We broke our hug, and Amy stepped back as Emily approached, saying, "Hi, mom. How did it go today?"
She gave me a hug. Emily was 15 and nearly as tall as I am at 5' 8". Like her sister, she was lean and hard-bodied because she is also a member of the Mira Costa High School swim team. Emily holds the only swimming record Amy doesn't have, and she was only a sophomore this year. She will probably end up owning all of the best times by the time she graduates. While they are very competitive in the swimming pool, they always hug it out afterward and love each other very much. Amy will be the first one to cheer Emily on to beat all of her records.
I returned her hug, saying, "I love you, sweetie. My day went fine today."
We broke our hug, and the three of us went into the house. After I changed from my work outfit and into jeans and a pullover, all three of us went into the kitchen, and the girls chatted about their day as we prepared dinner. The girls worked on putting the salad together while I cooked up some spaghetti. I told them about my day, being careful not to say anything about Virginia. I had recently confessed to my daughters that I enjoyed Sapphic love and was thinking about dating other women. They were supportive of me, and I really appreciated that. Still, if I showed any interest in a woman, they would get excited and fuss over it. I didn't need that tonight.
"I think we found an excellent candidate for the position," I said as I finished up the spaghetti and put the bowl on the table. "We were unanimous on our decision. I took the paperwork to HR and strongly suggested that they make an offer soon. Someone like that doesn't come along often, and we need to take advantage of the opportunity."
"That's great, mom," said Amy as she put the salad bowl on the table.
"Yeah, mom, sounds like you found a keeper," Emily said as she finished putting out the plates and silverware.
We sat down, and I said a quick prayer over the food before we tucked in. We had an enjoyable meal as the girls laid out their activities for the evening. I asked them how their first day back to school went, and both of them gushed about their day.
When dinner was over, the girls went to their rooms to do their homework. I ran the dishes through the dishwasher and went into the study to do some work. My thoughts invariably went back to Virginia. "I've got to get her out of my mind," I grumbled to myself as I tried to pay attention to the e-PUT requirements for phase two of the upgrade.
This phase actually will add new functionality, so more detailed testing will be needed. We needed to make sure no bugs to existing functionality will be introduced and that the new functionality is working as expected. I expect that this will require several hundred different tests to be run against the software. We would need to do unit testing, integration testing, system testing, regression testing, and beta/acceptance testing. All of this testing would take a considerable amount of time, so it needed to be included in the upgrade schedule. The customer acceptance testing will require bringing in customers from the varied programs to test the application to make sure it still meets their needs. Scheduling their testing around their schedules was not going to be easy. I was convinced that I'd be spending a lot of time helping with the testing.
As much as I wanted to get through the testing requirements and schedule the time it would need, my thoughts kept going back to Virginia. Without realizing it, I found that my left hand was massaging my tight nipples, and my right hand had moved down between my thighs, pressing on my pussy. That's when I realized that I was losing the battle. With a sigh, I gave up on working and put my papers away. I got up and went into the kitchen to pour myself some iced tea to cool off. I idly wondered if Virginia liked iced tea and had to sternly tell myself to stop with the wool-gathering. I went into the living room and turned on the TV. A Northern Exposure repeat was on, and I watched it, even though I had already seen it, just to distract myself from my thoughts.
The girls came out of their rooms when they heard the TV come on. We sat there and watched the show while snuggling together. I really enjoyed these times spent together, even if no words were said. I love my girls, and they love me. I kissed each girl's head as we sat there, my arms around them. I thought about Jon and how he would also like sitting on the couch watching TV with the girls under each arm, and I teared up momentarily. Amy and Emily twigged to my sudden emotions and snuggled in even tighter as though they could squeeze the sadness out of me. Whether or not they actually could, I did start feeling better, and I hugged them even tighter in thanks. When the local news came on at 10 o'clock, we got up, exchanged goodnights, and went to our bedrooms. I checked to make sure we were locked up, and the alarm turned on before I retired to my bedroom.
As I prepared for bed, I stood in front of my mirror as I looked at myself in my panties and sleeping tee. I wasn't a vain person, but I thought I still looked fit and trim as I viewed myself in the mirror. I wasn't ready to give up on love, and I was looking forward to having an active sexual life with whoever I ended up with. As I stood there, I tried to imagine how Virginia would look at me if she saw me like this ... or even naked.
My nipples hardened and ached for attention. They tented my tee. My hands came up and cupped my breasts, my nipples between my forefingers and thumbs. I pinched my nipples through my tee, the pain/pleasure sending shocks to my clit, making my pussy hot and wet. I pulled on my nipples, trying to relieve the ache in them, wishing that it was Virginia pinching and pulling my nipples. As I pulled them, I started rolling my nipples, the material of my tee increasing the stimulation as I manipulated them.
I looked down and could see my panties spotting as my juices started seeping out between my engorged lips. I let go of my nipples, grabbed the hem of my tee and pulled it up and off in one swift movement, dropping it onto the floor. My nipples stood out proudly from my breasts, begging to be pinched and pulled. I imagined that Virginia's eyes would get wide and dilated as I stood in front of her. Her hands would come up and cup my breasts, her thumbs running over my hard nipples, making me moan from the sensation. I imagined her hands squeezing my breasts, kneading them, her fingers digging into my flesh. I moaned again, relishing the feel.
My right hand slid down my core and under the edge of my panties, cupping my mound. I could feel the heat from my pussy on my hand, and my juices coated my middle finger as it worked its way between my lips. I moaned while my left hand massaged my left breast, and the middle finger of my right hand plunged into my hole.
My ring finger joined my middle finger in my pussy as my pace picked up. The heel of my thumb would hit my clit, causing my hips to jerk, each time my fingers were buried in my pussy. I curved my fingers to hit my g-spot, sending jolts to my nipples, making them ache and harden even more. My ministrations sped up, bringing me closer and closer to my orgasm. Finally, with a loud cry that I hoped my daughters didn't hear, I came, hard, shuddering and knees buckling as a small gush of my juices covered my hand, soaking my panties.
Luckily, the dresser was close enough that I could use my left hand to hold me up until I got my body back under control. I then went into the bathroom and cleaned myself up, replacing my panties with a fresh pair. Coming back out into the bedroom, I picked up my tee and put it back on, smoothing it down before turning down my bed and getting in.
As I fell to sleep, I imagined I could hear Jon encouraging me to pursue Virginia. "She's a real sweet person who will love you and the girls very much," he said before kissing me. "Please do it for me," he finished before turning away.
When I got into work the next morning, I called my friend Mary in the HR department and asked if they had contacted Virginia to make an offer. After making me swear not to say anything about it, she told me that they would call her later in the morning. I asked her to let me know how it goes when they do. Before I headed down for lunch, Mary called me to tell me that Virginia would come in on Thursday to hear our offer.
I was thrilled when I heard that. I really hoped HR didn't try to lowball her because I knew she was smart enough to not accept it. I called Steve Wilson's personal assistant, Eve, and asked for some time to talk to Steve. She told me that he had some time to see me now, and I said I'd be right there. Steve waved me in, and I discussed my thoughts about getting Virginia. I gave him my impression of Virginia and that we really needed to make sure we hired her. Steve said that he would spread the word around through his contacts. I thanked Steve and went back to my office, feeling better about the situation.
