Sophie sobbed into her tissue trying to regain control of her emotions. She gulped nervously and tried to concentrate on her typing. If her boss found her crying he would be very angry with her and he was so unsympathetic. Just the thought of him made her cry even more and she stifled her cries of sadness. Little did she realise that someone had already seen her emotional state and was ready to use it for her own purposes.
I shall describe Sophie, she was beautiful. A young lady of twenty years of age of a happy nature and bright blue eyes. Her face which had a cute up-turned nose above slim lips that curved into a delightful cupids bow. When she smiled it lit the room and it was framed with ash blond hair that was tied back in a ponytail that though unfashionable was very attractive on her.
She wore fashionable clothes of a conservative cut, her white shirt covered two breasts of medium size and that begged to be caressed and excited. They were the right size to hold in each hand, the right size to be firm and ready to play with as she gasped with the pleasure of it all. Her body was toned and she exercised four times a week as well as playing netball in her girlfriend's team. Her short netball bodice and skirt would show off to perfection her long slim body and athletic legs. She could have been a model had she been of a mind to do that work.
Now though tears ran from her eyes and ruined her makeup and she was horrified to see the door open and someone walk into her office.
"Sophie can you help....... why what is wrong with you Sophie?" the woman asked.
Sophie gulped and then blurted out," It's my boyfriend he's dumped me. He says I'm not passionate Ms Brown."
Ms Brown a senior partner of the law firm appeared shocked. She was older by thirty years than Sophie and was a slim woman who could scare the most aggressive client or contractor. There was in her the toughness of tempered steel and she was not beyond using other people. Sophie let me remark was a woman who was often protected from the uglier things of life and was naive about much that other people did or could do.
The older woman came over to the younger and patted her clumsily but affectionately on her shoulder.
"Now, now my dear, call me Gina and you need to have someone to talk to. Come with me to my office and I'll tell Mr Smith your busy doing some work for me,"she said in a most authoritative voice.
Sophie couldn't deny the woman's demand and she made her way to the woman's office where she gave the young blond a large whiskey. Gulping the drink down she felt it burn the back of her throat and then warm her stomach. Though at first she had felt as though she was gagging it soon began to slip down her throat easily. The older woman brushed back a short curl of her black hair behind her ear.
"So now your a little more relaxed perhaps you can tell me about it?" Gina said as she sat Sophie down next to her on a leather couch.
"He says that I am so passionless, he says it's too much work to be with me," Sophie said tearfully.
"Are you a virgin?" the older woman asked softly.
"No but I never liked what he did to me. He seemed so brutal and I never came with him. I always needed to bring myself off with my fingers but you do that thing for your love don't you?" she said as the other woman took her into her arms.
"Don't worry dear it sounds as though he really didn't deserve you," Gina said as she stroked Sophie's arm softly and very sensually.
