Message to the Reader:
This is the continuation of a series that explores the hidden desires of a young lady discovering her passion for lesbian sex and her growing lust for the female body. It explores her desire to please her mentor above all else and learning the lengths she is willing to go to do so . It has elements of romance and love as she feels all of these things. Throw in a discovery of her best friend's feelings for her and journey becomes more complicated. However, the main theme of the story is her road to submission and the true pleasure she derives from serving her mistress and the uncontrollable lust it brings out in her. If you are looking for a traditional lesbian romance story this is probably not for you.
If you choose to continue, I hope you enjoy...
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I returned to the apartment still half dazed from the events of the day. What an incredible surprise for Cynthia to show up at the office. Looking back, I could hardly believe what I had done in her office. It felt like I had watched it from outside my body. But walking around pantie-less reminded me it was all me.
I was thankful Stacey was not home yet, and disappointed at the same time. How could I possibly talk to her about any of this. She would tell me I'm crazy, and she would be right. I could not believe I sat completely naked in my bosses office and masturbated for her. Just hearing those words in my head brought the absurdity of the situation to light.
Even as the stupidity of my actions hit home, the look on her face as she watched me was etched in my mind. I have never felt so alive as when I crawled to her on hands and knees, naked and exposed. Her hungry eyes were worth the risk. I knew if she looked me in the eye and asked me to do it again, I would without hesitation.
I poured a glass of wine and sat on the sofa, warm and wet. I spread my legs wide and felt the air touching my exposed wet pussy. I wanted to find her silver bullet and make myself cum again and again. How could I hold out for four weeks to see her again? I promised no orgasms under any circumstances until I paid her back. But she would have no way of knowing...
Even as I thought that, I knew if she asked and I lied, she would know. It wasn't fair, I thought she was sleeping over tonight when I promised. Four weeks was impossible. I downed my third glass of wine and was ready to surrender to the silver bullet when my best friend and roommate Stacey came home.
"Hey girl, how was your day?" I asked cheerily.
"Hectic, but good. I'm loving it. I presented some of the ideas you and I brainstormed for the Yankees social media campaign and they are using some. My boss gave an "Atta Girl" for the ideas. I've gotta go on a west coast college swing for two weeks, leaving tomorrow night on the jet." She smiled happily.
"Awesome, private jet is the only way to travel." I smiled. "Wine?"
"Sure, sounds wonderful. I need to get comfy." She went to her room and came back with a mid-thigh pajama T.
I had her glass poured and she sat on the couch Indian style facing me. She picked up her glass and wiggled into the couch cushion. Just what I didn't need. Her night shirt road up enough to show me her light blue panties and her dark bush peeking through.
Without thinking, I assumed the position facing her. As a fresh blast of air hit my exposed lady parts, her eyes lit up. "Well hello Miss Vagina, welcome to the party! I take it you've been sexting with Cynthia?"
My face turned bright red and I closed my legs and sat on my feet side saddle. "Oh crap, I'm so sorry." I buried my face in my hand. "She actually surprised me today and showed up at the office."
"OMG, and you gave her your panties?" She asked skeptically.
I nodded head in hand and then took a large gulp of wine.
"What did you do?" She asked wide eyed.
"I don't want to talk about it..."
She interrupted. "That's not happening. I want all of it. Every slutty little detail."
Faced with coming clean to Stacey, I was ashamed of my behavior and just shook my head, staring at the couch cushion.
"Lecia, you know I love you and I won't judge, but now I've just got to know." She reached a finger under my chin and raised my eyes to meet hers. "What happened today?"
She smiled a devilish smile that put me at ease. She was truly excited to hear.
I downed my glass and I poured us both another. I started slow and told her about my day before the surprise as I thought about how much I should even share. She quickly downed another glass and was starting her fourth by the time I got to Cynthia flashing me her naked shaved pussy.
"Really! She flashed you right in front of him?" Her eyes and grin were both huge.
"He couldn't see! He was on the other side of the desk..."
"Oh, ok that makes sense. Did you squirt in your panties? Sorry, continue." She pantomimed locking her lips and tossing the key.
When I told her what she asked me to do next, she fidgeted in her seat and looked at me wide mouth. "You rubbed one off for her through your panties? OMG you really got it bad Lecia. Did she do the same?"
"No, she just watched mesmerized. Then she had me take my wet panties off and bring them too her on my hands and knees with my teeth." I said completely embarrassed.
"You did that?" She was shocked.
"Yes, you should have seen the look on her face. I've never felt so wanted in my life."
"I don't know what to say Lecia. I would never imagine you this far off the rails. You know what would happen if you got caught right? I mean signing a relationship consent for the workplace does not give you the ok to fuck in the office." She looked terrified. "Please, think about it Lecia. Do whatever you want in private, but you just can't do that shit at work!"
That hit me like a freight train. I had let the excitement and newfound lust completely block out reason and common sense. "Oh, shit Stacey you're right, I've lost my mind. She seems to have some kind of power over me, that makes me forget about everything else."
"Did you hear what I said? Forget about everything else if you want. But here in the apartment. Not in the fucking office. It sounded pretty damned sexy," She laughed nervously. "Hell, I might even want to watch if you do it here, but please stop at work. You will get fired."
My mind reeled. She was right. I needed to control myself at work and let my inhibitions go completely in private. Then the comment of wanting to watch reached my mind. I looked into her blue eyes. She looked nervous and vulnerable her full bright red lips screamed to be kissed I glanced down at her dark bush teasing me through the light blue panties. Why did I want to peel them off and taste my best friend's pussy? She was right I was completely out of control.
"Lecia, look at me sweetie. You look sad. I'm sorry if I upset you, it's just, you've worked so hard and I don't want to see you mess up. Cynthia's gorgeous and sexy and the catch of a lifetime. I'm not judging or telling you to stop. I want you to live out all your fantasies, just please be safe. For her and you. Imagine what Cynthia Liebert caught fucking in the office would do to investor confidence."
She looked at me lovingly and I teared up. "What's wrong with me?"
She reached out and caressed my cheek. "Lecia, don't cry Honey, I'm sorry I upset you. I just care about you. I'm not judging..."
"I know Stacey." I leaned in and hugged her neck and began to cry uncontrollably.
She masterfully rolled her legs out to sit normally on the couch and hug me back. I cried for an uncomfortably long time, for her, I was sure.
"Oh God Sweetie, I am so sorry, I didn't mean..."
I hugged her tighter, chin on her shoulder. "It's not you it's me Stacey. It's not just today. I have been spiraling for weeks. She's awoken an obsession in me that I can't seem to stop and it's not just for her. I'm like an out of control hormone crazed teenaged boy. I look at women, like objects of lust and..."
I was at a loss for words. She leaned slowly back away looked at me and smiled a soft understanding smile. "Lecia Sweetie, take a breath. It's gonna be OK. You have had an amazing few months with so many great things happening. You've traveled the world and gotten your dream job, six months out of college. It's no wonder you are over stimulated.
Cynthia is beautiful, powerful, and a perfect body. She's turned the straightest arrow I have ever known, bi at least, if not full-blown lesbian. Of course, your libido is over the top. Suddenly there's a whole section at the buffet you've never tried before. You wonder why you're salivating, really? You just need to take a breath, calm down and dial it back one notch. Have you had an encounter with another woman?"
I could feel my lady parts drying out and crusting up. I had not showered since the incident and though I cleaned myself as best I could in the restroom, I needed to feel clean. "Let me take a quick shower and get comfortable and we can continue. Is that ok?"
"Yes, but we WILL continue." She insisted with a smile.
I returned wearing a black Cami and matching black panties.
"Wow Lecia, you might make me think of exploring other option dressed like that. But I shall not be distracted. Have you had an encounter with another woman?"
"No but I've thought about it too much." I said taking her hand and pulling it to my lap.
I told her about my day on the beach and nearly running down a child staring at the random black woman's ass. We drank a whole other bottle of wine and I even told her the details of our shopping day and how I was staring at her ass.
"Well Lecia, I am flattered but you don't have to be gay to appreciate Cynthia's got a freakin Wonder Woman body with Jessica Biel's ass. If you're looking at me, I am worried. I am short and squatty all ass and no body..."
"Stacey, don't ever say that. You are beautiful and your ass is every bit as hot as Cynthia's." I said truthfully.
"You could fit two of her asses in one of my cheeks Sweetie, don't you try so hard Lecia." She said laughingly.
It might have been the wine, or it might have been the built-up energy from my encounter with Cynthia but either way, I grabbed her hand and stood her up. I turned her toward the mirror and stood behind her. "Look at you, you're beautiful.
"Hold still." I reached around and gripped her night shirt and pulled it up, my fingers rubbed the soft skin of her thighs and on up her hourglass hips and torso. "Raise your arms Stacey, I want to show you something."
