Michelle Rollins was a secretary at a very respected law firm. As a matter of fact she was the personal secretary for Lila Carter, the head of, and best lawyer at the firm. Michelle was a closet lesbian. Some of here closest friends didn't even know it. Chelle, as she was commonly called, had just ended a relationship with a girl she had been in since college.
Chelle was a very good looking twenty-three year old girl. She was about five and a half feet tall, ample high C cup breasts and great tanned sexy legs. But Chelle held a deep dark secret: she had a huge crush for her boss Lila!
Lila Carter was thirty years old, but looked about twenty-five. In her short tenure as a lawyer at her father's law firm, she had a ninety percent success rate. When her father passed away early last year, he willed the entire law firm to his little girl. Lila was committed to her work, so when it came to having a relationship, Lila was left with a void.
One Friday afternoon, Lila came running into the office overjoyed. She had one a high profile case in which a man was, in the end, wrongly accused of murder.
"Well you seem awfully happy Lila."
"Chelle, I won the Anderson case!"
"Really, they found him not guilty?"
"Yeah, I'm so happy!"
Chelle was excited for her friend and boss, Lila. She had always wanted more with her, but if she was foolish, and made a pass at her, she would lose not only her job but her friend as well.
"God, I feel like celebrating!"
"Well, why don't we go clubbing tonight?"
Chelle couldn't believe what she had just said, but the real surprise came in Lila's response.
"Sure, why not. I need to unwind anyways."
"Ok then."
"Where should we go?"
"Well, there is this place about a block from where I live, we can go there."
"Ok, that sounds good. What time should I meet you there?"
"How about eight?"
"Ok!"
Chelle, with Lila's permission, left work early to get ready for the night of her life. About a million things were running through her mind. Fear, love, lust, and more. She had to take two showers because during the first, she had to get herself off. She decided to wear this red one piece dress, that went as far as about three inches above the knee and
showed off her cleavage. She let her long blonde hair down. And for some reason she decided to be bold and not wear any bra or panties.
Chelle got to the club at a quarter till seven. About 8:05, Lila walked in dressed to kill. She had on a tight black top, a short leather skirt, and knee high boots and her red hair was, like Chelle's, down.
"Lila you look beautiful."
"Thanks so do you Chelle."
Lila had Chelle so turned on by her outfit that she was a little wet. She hoped she could make through the night.
The girls danced with a couple of guys, but they mostly drank wine and margaritas. About eleven o' clock, they were completely sauced.
"Damn Chelle, its eleven o' clock we should probably go."
