Lucy was surprised when her boss informed her that the department director had requested her to join her on a business trip. Having been with the company for just over two months, she felt honored that Ms. Quinn trusted her to assist with an important client meeting.
During the first client meeting, everything went smoothly. Lucy was impressed by how Ms. Quinn led the meeting and held everyone's attention in the room. Her words were well-articulated and captivating, and she added humor at the right moments to keep the room engaged. While observing Ms. Quinn, Lucy felt that there was something uniquely charming and beguiling about her that contributed to her success.
As the meeting progressed, Lucy's mind started to wander as she began to question her role there. She felt like she had not contributed much to the discussion except for assisting Ms. Quinn with a few files and diligently taking notes. The thought crossed her mind that maybe Ms. Quinn had invited her to the meeting to teach her how to handle a client, but she doubted her abilities as other associates at the company were more experienced than her. Despite her doubts, Lucy made sure to take detailed notes, hoping to make up for her lack of participation.
After a long and tiring day spent with clients, Lucy was feeling exhausted. However, her mood lifted when Ms. Quinn said she appreciated her performance in the meeting. She was impressed with Lucy's work and rewarded her by giving her the corporate card. She urged her to have dinner at the high-end restaurant near their hotel. The restaurant was known for its elegant ambiance, top-notch service, and exquisite cuisine, which Lucy was excited to experience.
"Will you join me for dinner?" Lucy asked.
"No, I want to do some prep work for tomorrow's meeting. Be a sweetheart and bring me a to-go order to my room after you finish. I will call the order in from my room," Ms. Quinn replied and abruptly left the office.
While Lucy rode the elevator up to Ms. Quinn's room. She couldn't help but think about how the meal she had at the restaurant was probably the best meal she had in ages. Despite being shocked at how expensive it was, she thought it was worth every penny. She felt grateful for Ms. Quinn inviting her on this business trip and hoped she would allow her to join her on her next trip.
Lucy arrived at Ms. Quinn's hotel suite and knocked on the door. The door opened quickly, and Lucy was surprised by Ms. Quinn's appearance. She was wearing a short teal and pink kimono-style robe that was open, and it was evident that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. Lucy stood still in the doorway and saw Ms. Quinn was on a phone call with a client. Ms. Quinn looked exasperatedly at her, gestured for Lucy to come in, and pointed her to put the food on the desk next to her laptop.
Lucy placed the takeout container near her computer and turned to leave the room. Ms. Quinn looked exasperated again, pointed to the couch, and silently gestured for her to sit down as she continued talking on the phone.
Lucy sat down where she was told and waited for Ms. Quinn to finish her call. She felt somewhat uncomfortable as Ms. Quinn was half-naked right in front of her, talking on the phone. Lucy tried to look away, but Ms. Quinn was right in her field of vision. Lucy realized just how beautiful a woman Ms. Quinn was. No, she thought to herself, this woman is gorgeous. She always thought she was pretty, but seeing her now out of her normal business attire, she couldn't deny that this woman was mesmerizing. Her dark, supple skin popped against the soft fabric of her teal and pink kimono. Her gorgeous curves seemed to form the perfect hourglass shape, which made Lucy a touch jealous.
It was difficult for Lucy to divert her eyes from Ms. Quinn. Her eyes were drawn like a magnet to her strappy black and pink sheer thong. It was the kind of provocative luxury lingerie that Lucy would look at in the store but never had the confidence to buy for herself. Lucy wondered if the alluring lingerie would hug and frame the pout of her pussy the way it did Ms. Quinn's.
Lucy caught herself and asked why she was staring at another woman's body like this. It was just weird. She broke her stare from Ms. Quinn's lingerie only to see her put her hand on her hip which moved her robe aside, fully exposing her left breast. Lucy almost gasped as she was transfixed by Ms. Quinn's thick chocolate brown nipple standing erect on the tip of her large natural breast.
This is so inappropriate, Lucy thought but maybe Ms. Quinn didn't realize she was exposing herself to her. She was completely immersed in her call. Was this really a big deal, Lucy thought. They were both women and if they were changing in the company's gym locker room this wouldn't be a big deal. This was her room, why shouldn't she feel comfortable in her room? Lucy continued to justify Ms. Quinn's actions in her head. Soon it seemed to bother her less the longer she waited for Ms. Quinn to finish her call.
Ms. Quinn apologized as she finished her call and hastily opened the food container. After taking a quick bite, she shifted her attention to her laptop and complimented Lucy saying, "I'm really impressed by your excellent note-taking skills, Lucy. They're so well-organized and detailed. Good job."
Lucy felt a sense of pride and accomplishment as she beamed, knowing she had pleased Ms. Quinn. "Thank you so much. I tried my best," she replied.
Ms. Quinn turned to Lucy, her kimono swaying as she moved. "I hope you continue to do your best for me, Lucy. We have some work to do before tomorrow's meeting. It would be better if you made yourself comfortable. Take off your jacket; you look stifled," Ms. Quinn said, motioning with her finger before turning back to her computer.
Lucy stood up and followed Ms. Quinn's request. She removed her suit jacket and neatly folded it over the armrest of the couch. Although she felt a bit more at ease, she also felt slightly uncomfortable.
"Why would you wear such a confiding top? I know it's business-appropriate, but you don't have to look like a Quaker." Ms. Quinn chided as she looked at her with a confounded look on her face. "Take your top off and get comfortable. You're making me stressed just looking at you," Ms. Quinn said looking her up and down.
