The Diary Of Clara Snow Pt 03

I had a week to calm my nerves. Most of that week was spent thinking about my hot boss, her tight frame and her dominating me with an array of toys. If anything, I had become more nervous about going in. I wanted her in every way imaginable. My first lesbian crush. I was worried that I would not be able to work knowing how easily my mind wandered. I was both nervous and excited. I wanted to impress her. I wanted her to think that I liked her, that I fancied her. I dressed in a slightly shorter skirt than I did for the interview. Partly to show off my legs, but also for ease of access. Just in case I wanted to finger myself in the office...

The building was just as cold as I remembered. I was met in reception by Joanna, and she was just as sexy as I remembered. After some small talk we went into the lift together. I made sure I stood behind her so I could stare at her ass. She was wearing a black skirt today. Longer than the one I was wearing but it was tight to her body. I could make out the contours of her ass in the fabric. I couldn't tell if she was wearing any underwear so I assumed she wasn't and got turned on.

I was introduced to the rest of the team in an open plan office. A girl a little older than me named Anna, she seemed polite and quite shy. I wasn't attracted to her thankfully, but I think we could be friends. There was also an elderly woman called Rachel who seemed to be constantly flustered. We three all worked under Joanna. Annoyingly I wasn't sat right next to Joanna. She was on another row of desks entirely. The morning was slow and dry. There as a lot of boring HR tasks that needed completing. Sadly, no time to daydream. Next to where we work is a little kitchenette, a separate breakroom. I heard Joanna laughing in there which caught my attention. I couldn't see who she was talking to but her eyes told me everything. For a moment I was heartbroken. Whoever she was talking to she was flirting with. Her eyes looked like she wanted to fuck whoever it was opposite her. Was it a man, was it a woman? She bit her lip in such a seductive way that I wanted to run over and see who this possibly could be. She left the kitchen followed by a fairly tall, quite built man. He did look annoyingly attractive. I wondered for if that was her boyfriend, or maybe a secret office lover, maybe she doesn't like men and just wants me. The way she looked at him made me think they were together, or they have been together. Suddenly he sat opposite me. He introduced himself as Pete. This took me by surprise. I instantly disliked him.

When 5pm came around I saw him leave. He got into the lift with Joanna, maybe they were together after all. This made me sad. My lust for Joanna had grown that day and the idea of her being with someone other than me made my heart sink into my stomach. I was being silly, but I couldn't stop thinking about her.

When I got home I was exhausted. It had been a long first day. I was happy that my colleagues were ok but I just wanted to get closer to Joanna somehow. I went into my room and lay down, what I would give for a massage right now I thought. Then I started to think about what the perfect massage might entail...

I am lying down on a massage table, the lights are low and the smell of scented candles provides a sensual, warming aroma. I am wearing a white towel that just covers all my vital areas. I can hear the masseuse enter the room. I can hear her rubbing oil on her hands.

"How are you feeling today?"

It is Joanna's voice.

"My body is broken after work today."

"I can help with that."

Joanna starts to rub oil on my feet, she makes sure every toe gets some attention. It tickles me a little, excites me in a strange way. Maybe I like my feet getting played with? She moves her way up my calves, liberally applying oil, digging gently into the muscle. I can feel her hands move slowly up my thigh, every inch she moves a little slower until she just reaches my towel. I want her to carry on, just a little further. She moves back down and continues with my other thigh. This time she moves a little under the towel. She must be millimeters from my pussy. Her hand must be able to feel the quivering heat emitting from me. She moves back down my thigh again. Teasing me.

"I'm going to start on your back now. "

She pulls the towel down from my back and folds it over my ass. I am barely covered now. She starts to apply oil to my back.

"I just need to get a little closer." She says.

She gets on to the table and straddles my ass. I can feel her bare legs against mine and I start to wander what she is wearing. She starts to work the oil around my lower back, circling around she moves up slowly, her hands touch the sides of my breasts as she gets further up my body. I can feel my pussy dripping now. She works deep into my shoulders. I moan with both pleasure and the relieving pain.

"Are you feeling more relaxed now?" She asks.

I nod.

"Good, now let's turn you over."

I turn over, seeing Joanna for the first time. She is wearing a white top and white short shorts. I laid with my breasts exposed, my pussy covered only by the smallest of towels.

"Would you like me to give you a sensual massage?"

"What's that?" I say, knowing full well I'll say yes to anything.

"Just a slightly more intimate massage." Joanna replies

I nod again as Joanna starts to oil up her hands again. She slides up my leg, but this time she does not stop. Her hands make their way to my inner thigh, her hand presses against my wet pussy as I let out a gentle moan. She does the same with my other leg, this time she rubs my inner thigh and pussy all at once. I moan a little harder. She takes her hands away and walks around to the head of the table. She rubs my breasts with her oily hands, gently pinches my nipples then slides her hands down my stomach, under the towel until she reaches my pussy. Her hands purposefully now start to rub my clit. Her hands move back up body again.

"Want to make this more intimate?" She asks.

I nod and bite my lip. Joanna takes her top off, her perfect breasts looking so seductive in the candlelight. She applies oil to them and starts to apply it all over her body. She takes off her shorts and removes my towel. We are both naked and slick with oil. She gets on top of me and we kiss each other and feel each other's oiled bodies intertwine. I can feel her wet pussy on my leg, as she rubs her pussy up and down me. I grab her ass and start to finger her pussy from behind.

"I need to taste you." I beg.

She turns around. We are both lying on our sides passionately licking each other's pussy. I love the smell, the taste, the feeling of having my face buried in her pussy. Her tongue is bringing me closer and closer to climax.

"You taste so fucking good." I moan.

I grab her ass and pull her even more into my face. My nose now pressed against her asshole as I tongue her pussy. I feel her finger slide into my ass, pulling me closer and closer.

I'm going to come. I scream.