Cindy relaxed on her soft couch, waiting for her co-worker to arrive. Amanda was a feisty redhead who had been working at the firm for about a year now. She was also the person who had been assigned to show her the ropes during the first week of work. They had hit it off right away and found they both had a love of lasagna, which Cindy was an expert at cooking.
The doorbell rang and Cindy opened the door. Amanda was dressed in tight jeans and a similarly tight sweater, which showed off her ample bosom with great effectiveness. "Come in." Cindy motioned to the couch. "Would you like a drink?" She went to the kitchen.
"I would love some wine." Amanda looked around at the neatly arranged boxes and furniture. "Still unpacking?" She asked as she sat on the couch.
Cindy opened a bottle of wine and looked over the countertop that separated the kitchen from the living room. "I unpacked the important stuff." She held up the wine bottle. "Like the wine and the furniture." She grinned as she began to pour two glasses. She was still wearing her skirt and a white blouse from work, having shed the jacket once she had returned home. "The rest I was saving for the weekend." She sat down beside Amanda.
"I guess that is one way to spend your first weekend in town." She sipped at her wine. They spent the next 10 minutes chatting about work. When the timer went off they moved to the table in the kitchen. The lasagna was perfect and there was French bread with garlic butter as well as a hand tossed Caesar salad. Amanda was very impressed. "This is wonderful." She raised her glass. "My complements to the chef."
Cindy smiled "Thank you." She then raised her glass. "My complements to a lovely dinner companion." They both giggled as they realized their glasses and the bottle were empty. "Another bottle coming up." Cindy opened the fridge and leaned over to get the new bottle.
Amanda found her gaze lingering on her new friends tight ass as she was bending down. "I can't think of a better way to spend a Friday evening." She slid her glass across the table when Cindy returned.
"I hope I'm not keeping you from your boyfriend." Cindy returned to the table as they sipped their drinks.
"No I'm between boyfriends at the moment." Amanda felt the wine warming her inside and curiosity was stoking other fires even deeper inside. "Besides a guy could never wine and diner a girl like this." She pointed out.
"What can I say?" Cindy tried to gauge Amanda's last comment. "It's not the first time I've cooked dinner for a girlfriend." She held Amanda's gaze as her statement sank in. A manda was very curious now. "Really?" She leaned forward. "How many women have you seduced like this?"
Cindy watched as the redhead's eyes lit up with a fire to match her hair. "Four not counting you." She finished her wine. "Desert?" She asked.
Amanda's loins suddenly became very warm. She squirmed in her seat as she asked. "What do you have?"
Cindy went to the freezer. "I seem to have forgotten to get desert." She turned and closed the freezer door. "Guess that just leaves me." She invited.