The Ring 17

This story was written for the

"On the Job" Story Event 2020

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Note that the following events took place in 1985, long before the "Don't ask, don't tell" policy was in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer.

The events chronicled below occurred during the activities described in "Your Silver Nights and Golden Days Parts 1 and 2."

© 2020-2023 Candy_Kane54

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Monday morning was our regularly scheduled staff meeting. As was usual, most of the time was spent reviewing the previous week's work. In our case, the work being reported on was for the Strategic Defense Initiative (SDI) program, "Brilliant Eyes," that we were working for the USAF. Our company, TRW, was one of the contractors responding to the Request For Proposal (RFP) sent out for that program. With the increased funding for the Department of Defense (DoD) that President Reagan proposed after his re-election, we could make a lot of money for the company.

My group was responsible for fleshing out the requirements for designing the software needed for the program. Wading through the obscure language in the RFP and figuring out what Brilliant Eyes needed to accomplish was a lot of hard work. We hoped that the System Program Office (SPO) at Los Angeles Air Force Base (LA AFB) would have someone work with us to ensure we accurately interpreted the RFP.

While Steve, the leader of the hardware group, was going on about the procurement issues he was experiencing, I glanced over to Tammy, the configuration manager for the software group. She was a pretty brunette my age, 5' 6" tall, and with striking hazel eyes. Tammy looked as bored as I felt and, like me, probably wondering how long Steve would drone on. Tammy looked up, saw me looking at her, and cocked her head in a "Say, what?" way. I smiled at her and mouthed, "Later," before turning back to the front of the conference room.

Steve finally wound up his presentation, and George, the program manager, took over. He cleared his throat and said, "Thanks for your updates. I want to pass on some good news I just heard this morning. The Brilliant Eyes SPO has informed us that they have a new person coming on the program this week who will be working with us to clear up any questions we have about the RFP. We will spend the whole day in a 'Meet and Greet' with the new person on Thursday, so I want all group leads to clear their schedule for Thursday."

"Do we know anything about the new person?" I asked.

"All I was told was that a Captain Hanratty would be visiting us Thursday," George replied. "She came highly recommended to Col. Lyles, and he was enthusiastic that they could finally get someone to work with us as needed."

My ears perked up when I heard 'she.' My first thought was that she'll probably be some stuck-up bitch trying to prove herself and will be insufferable to work with. I glanced over to Tammy and noticed that she had perked up as I did at the news that it would be a female. Then, the same thought must have come to her as I saw a frown momentarily cover her face.

George said, "Well, that's it unless anybody has a question?"

Nobody wanted the meeting to drag out any longer. Everyone either looked down or shook their heads 'No' as everyone gathered their things and left the conference room. George said, "Okay, we'll see you all at the same time next Monday!"

Tammy waited outside the conference room for me to exit, and as I came out, she leaned in and murmured, "Code Blue in fifteen minutes?"

I nodded and headed back to my cubical. After putting down my notebook, I grabbed my purse and headed for the restroom to freshen myself up. "Code Blue" was our secret code to meet in an empty storage room with a lockable door near the back of the building on the second floor.

I stepped into the restroom and checked to see if I was alone. Once I was sure I was, I reached under my skirt, pulled my panties off, and stuffed them into my purse. I then stepped up to the mirror and checked out my reflection. "Not bad for twenty-nine," I thought as I turned side to side to check myself out. I'm tall, 5' 10", with sandy blonde hair below my shoulders and blue-gray eyes. My svelte figure made me look good in my outfit, a pencil skirt ending two inches above my knees. A form-fitting white button-up blouse that emphasized my waist as it flared over my hips finished the ensemble. I didn't have a big bust, but my ass and my long, toned and tanned legs made up for it. As tall as I was, I still wore heels because I liked how they made my legs look, so I towered above most of my female co-workers (and many of my male co-workers). Satisfied with how I looked, I left the restroom and headed to my rendezvous with Tammy, feeling daring as I walked commando through the halls.

I was careful to ensure nobody followed me to the rendezvous. I checked both ways down the hallway to see if anybody was watching, opened the door, and slipped in. Tammy was already there, so I turned to close and lock the door. As I did, Tammy came up, slipped her arms around me, and pulled me in for a hug.

I turned and wrapped my arms around Tammy, tilting my head down to meet her upturned face. Our lips mashed together as we both moaned into each other's mouths. Our tongues lashed each other as we poured all of our pent-up sexual tension into our kiss.

Tammy and I were 'friends with benefits' or, more correctly, 'co-workers with benefits' since we never saw each other outside of work. We have been this way for the last two years after realizing we were gay. We had danced around it for about six months before we realized that we both loved women.

We really enjoyed having sex with each other. We had tried to make a relationship out of it early on, but we just never clicked that way. We simply settled for being each other's fuck buddy. We shared our experiences with the other women we pursued with each other, always comforting each other when a relationship went sour.

We broke, gasping for air. My nipples were hard, and my pussy was hot and wet. I unfastened my skirt, letting it drop to the floor, puddling around my feet. Tammy did the same with hers. I noted that Tammy had also ditched her panties since I could see her neatly trimmed pussy. She was wet, too; I could see a droplet of her juices seeping out from between her red, inflamed lips.

I was so turned on that I dropped to my knees, grabbed Tammy's hips with my hands, and buried my face in her pussy. I locked eyes with her, enjoying the lidded look of lust in her eyes. Tammy's aroma nearly overwhelmed me as I flattened my tongue and licked her from her perineum to her clitoris in one long sweep of my tongue. Tammy's breath hitched from the sensation and moaned, "Oh, god, Candy, I love that!"

Hearing Tammy's moan really turned me on, so I stiffened my tongue and worked it between her blood-engorged lips, swirling around the entrance of her hole. I then buried my nose into her pussy, tapping her clit with my nose as I plunged my tongue as far into her hole as possible. Tammy jerked and gasped, thrusting her hips toward me, trying to get more contact with my mouth. I used my grip on her hips to keep her pubic bone from breaking my nose. I kept this up until Tammy started moaning non-stop, her thighs quivering from her approaching orgasm. When I felt that, I extracted my tongue from her hole and latched onto her clit with my lips. I flicked her clit with my tongue as though playing a trill on a trumpet. Tammy gasped in a huge gulp of air and grabbed my shoulders to steady herself as she started shuddering and keening her orgasm. A small gush of her delicious cum hit my chin, and I immediately moved down to lap it all up, not wanting to waste a drop.

I slowed my ministrations to Tammy's pussy to ease her down from her orgasm. Finally, Tammy got herself under control. She managed to stand back up straight on shaky legs, saying, "God, Candy, your tongue is incredible."

"My tongue is perfect for your pussy," I snarked as I stood back up and pulled Tammy into a hug as we locked lips, allowing Tammy to taste herself on my lips and tongue. Again, our kiss got passionate as our tongues battled for supremacy. Finally, we broke, gasping for air. Tammy immediately squatted down, placing her hands on my hips, and attacked my pussy with her tongue.

I loved the feeling of Tammy's tongue on my pussy. She was great with cunnilingus, and her tongue never failed to bring me to experience a crashing orgasm. Tammy alternated between licking me from perineum to clitoris and plunging her tongue into my hole. I spread my knees to give her more access to my pussy, and Tammy made use of it. I loved locking eyes with her and watching her latch her mouth on my pussy, her cheeks indenting as she ravaged me with her tongue, swirling it around on each downstroke. I placed my hands on the back of her head, more to support myself than to shove her face into my pussy as I became overwhelmed by the wave of my orgasm building up to crash down on me. My thighs were burning from the effort to keep myself upright. Tammy, sensing my impending orgasm, latched onto my clit, sucking it like a piece of hard candy. She scraped it with her teeth as I crashed into my orgasm, trying to not scream out my pleasure, overwhelming my senses. I could feel my cum flowing, my legs nearly buckling as my hips jerked each time Tammy's tongue flicked my sensitive clit. She then moved down to lick up my juices as I recovered from the incredible orgasm Tammy never fails to extract from me.

"Oh, god, Tammy, that was wonderful," I said as Tammy stood back up to pull me into another deep, longing kiss.

When we broke, Tammy laid her cheek on my clavicle and said, almost wistfully, "I love making you cum. I could do it all day and never tire of watching you enjoy what I do to you."

I kissed the top of her head and said softly, "I'll never get tired of watching you cum, either. The way your back arches, the little wrinkles between your eyes as you're just about ready to come, and the look of absolute bliss on your face as you cum is a real turn on...and if I don't stop right now, I'm going to need another orgasm to settle me down," I finished, giving Tammy another squeeze before breaking our clinch.

"Yeah, we better get ourselves put back together and get back to work," Tammy said as we separated and dressed. We inspected each other to make sure we were presentable. I took a tissue and wet it with my tongue to touch up Tammy's face before we felt ready to go. I let Tammy slip out first and waited a minute before I slipped out and headed back to my desk, sated for the moment.

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Thursday morning came, and I was looking forward to the 'Meet and Greet' with some apprehension. "What if she really is a bitch," I thought to myself as I walked down to the conference room with my presentation all ready, a hard copy made for Capt. Hanratty. "It's not going to make my job any easier if she is," I thought as I sat down behind my name placard.

As the conference room filled up, I could see that most of the other leads were also apprehensive about meeting Captain Hanratty. Everyone stopped by the table in the back to get doughnuts and coffee before sitting down. There was fruit, too, so I got a coffee and an apple. We all exchanged nervous greetings, wondering about the new person. Opinions varied between her being an idiot to a bitch. A lot of the military officers I've dealt with were okay. You will get an occasional insufferable person who walks around thinking his shit doesn't stink.

Finally, everybody was seated except for George and Captain Hanratty. We were all looking toward the door when George came in, his face beaming, followed closely by the new person. When she entered the room, a collective gasp came from everybody seated at the table. When I saw her, I swear my panties fell off. She was drop-dead gorgeous. Her sapphire blue eyes were mesmerizing, and her smile was incredible. "Oh...my...God!" I thought, my pussy getting hot and soaking, my nipples hardening and aching as my eyes roved over her body.

Her eyes swept the room like twin laser beams, my co-workers going up in flames as her gaze passed over them. My face must have betrayed my thoughts because her eyes paused on me for a second, the heat of her gaze making my pussy flow like the Amazon River. I thought I saw a little twitch in her lips before her gaze moved on, incinerating the rest of my co-workers.

"Good morning, everybody. I want to introduce Captain Virginia Hanratty from the Brilliant Eyes SPO," George said. I could tell he was excited about her. George was not easily impressed by anybody in uniform, so it was likely that she wouldn't be a bitch.

I took a moment to collect my thoughts and get my hormones under control, appraising Virginia's ("God, what a lovely name," I thought) appearance. She was about 5' 2" tall, honey blonde hair up in a loose bun, with a svelte figure, and her uniform blouse hugging her curves as if it was created just for her. Her long legs were covered by her uniform slacks, but I could see she was wearing heels, which made her ass look yummy. My fingers reflexively clenched as I thought about my hands on that ass.

George sat down in his seat, leaving Virginia standing at the head of the table. She placed her briefcase on the table and opened it, pulling out a packet of papers. "Hello, everyone, " she began, "I'm Captain Virginia Hanratty. I'll be the one interfacing your team with the Brilliant Eyes SPO regarding working on the RFP. I've spent my entire career working with IR sensors and lasers in one way or another. I should be able to provide some insight into the Air Force's thinking on IR sensors when putting your proposal together. Since this program is built around a spaced-based IR sensor, my experience will help. As requirements evolve, I'll be the one to brief you on any changes. Perhaps I'll be able to offer helpful suggestions so you can get your proposal to pass muster."

I sat there, entranced by her voice. "Intelligent and beautiful," I thought, the heat in my pussy making me squirm. "God, I hope I'm not spotting my skirt," I thought as I adjusted myself, smoothing my skirt as I tried calming myself.

Virginia handed the packet of papers to George, saying, "Here's my contact information and a little synopsis of what I feel I can bring to the table for this program. Please take one and pass it around," she finished, looking to George to pick up the meeting as she sat down.

"Okay, everyone, we're going to go around the room and introduce ourselves to Virginia," said George. "Just say a few words about what your responsibilities are for now. If Virginia wants more details, she'll get together with you one-on-one later today."

Starting from George's left, we went around the room, introducing ourselves to Virginia. She paid close attention to each speaker, ensuring they knew she cared about what they were saying. I noted that she seemed to pay more attention to my female co-workers than my male ones.

When it came time for me to introduce myself, I felt her gaze settle on me, and when our eyes met, I nearly lost my mind. Her gaze was so intense I felt like I was falling into those pools of blue and going under for the third time. Before I could make a fool of myself, I cleared my throat and said, "Hello, Virginia. I'm Candice Kane, but everybody calls me Candy. I'm the lead for the software development group. We're responsible for developing the software suite for the IR sensor."

Her eyes twinkled as I told her my name and her lips quirked up. I could see she got the humor in my name. "God," I thought, "why did my parents have to give me a stripper name?"

Virginia responded, "That's great, Candy. I'm sure I can be helpful to your group with the experience I've had."

Her gaze lingered on me even after Tom started to introduce himself, and I melted into a puddle of goo. Her gaze shifted to Tom before I oozed onto the floor. I knew right then that I was in love with her. "Oh, Candy," I thought, "she's a military officer, so she's straight. Why torture yourself like this?"

I sat there, lost in my thoughts, while the introductions finished. Once they were done, George called for a break before we started our presentations. As much as I wanted to walk up to Virginia and give her a whole-body hug, I slipped out of the conference room and nearly ran down the hall to Tammy's desk. I just had to tell her about Virginia.

When I came up to Tammy, sitting at her desk, I excitedly said, "You've just got to come by the conference room and take a look at the new person."

"Why?" Tammy asked, wondering why I was so excited.

I grabbed her hand and nearly pulled her out of her chair. "Come on," I implored as she got up and followed me.

I motioned for her to look in when we got to the conference room. I watched her face, and when she saw Virginia, her mouth opened, her eyes went wide, and she turned her head to look at me and mouthed, "Wow!" She turned back to look at Virginia again, and I could see by her face that she was smitten by her as much as I was.

We went back to Tammy's desk in silence as I let her digest what she had just seen. When we reached her cube, she flopped into her chair and said, "Oh, my God, heaven is missing an angel." She looked at me and asked, "Do you think you'll be able to work with her without drooling all over her?"

"I think I can handle the drool," I snarked, "but I'm pretty sure I will have to carry spare panties whenever I meet with her."

"Well, if you get all wound up meeting with her, just let me know, and I'll provide some relief afterward," Tammy said, giving me a wink.

"I'm sure I'm going to have to take you up on that," I said. "I'd better get back. The meeting will start back up in a minute," I said, turning to leave.

Tammy grabbed my hand and whispered, "Just be careful. You could get badly burned if you fall for her."

I was touched by Tammy's concern, so I whispered back, "I'll be careful. But if I fall, you'll catch me?"

"Always," Tammy said, a grin spreading across her face.

I headed back to the conference room, hoping to hold it together when it came time for my presentation. I got back just as George was calling the meeting back to order. I noticed Virginia's eyes followed me as I returned to my seat, even though she was talking to George. As I sat down, I flashed her a smile to acknowledge that I appreciated her noticing me. When she flashed a smile back to me, my insides just melted.

The group presentations started, with each group leader having fifteen minutes to describe the group's work. As she did with the introductions, Virginia paid rapt attention to each speaker as if what they had to say was the most critical thing in the world. I'll admit that I only had eyes for Virginia during the presentations, observing her mannerisms and the fact that she wasn't taking any notes. Her gaze always returned to me between each briefing, and we exchanged smiles.

Finally, it was time for me to make my presentation. I handed my slides to Tom to put on the projector. I tried to calm myself, knowing Virginia would pay me rapt attention for the next few minutes. I started my presentation. Virginia and I locked eyes for the next ten minutes. It was like we were the only two people in the room, and I poured my heart and soul into the presentation, wanting her approval. When I was done, she smiled and said, "Thank you, Candy. That was a very informative presentation."

I returned to my seat, my heart in my mouth, my feet seemingly not touching the ground. George called a break for lunch. We had lunch catered, and there were box lunches for everyone. I grabbed mine and slipped out of the room, conscious that Virginia's gaze followed me out the door.