When Flowers Taste Sweet

"Do you think this fits me well?" I asked as I stepped out of the bathroom and back into my bedroom. My dear coworker sat at my vanity stool. She had her arms crossed over her chest, giving me a thoughtful look over. Marguerite was by far the most stylish person that could help me get ready for this so-called date that I had this upcoming week. Wearing a casual peach colored blazer suit, she accented it with gold bracelets, matching cream pearl necklace and earrings, finishing it off with white kitten heels.

Her brown hair pulled into a loose low siting bun at the nape of her neck, strands of brown hair framing her face; making her hazel green eyes pop. She was several years older than me and had immediately taken me under her wing when I first started working at the company. As much as she was kind, she didn't let anyone walk over her or me for that matter. That made me admire her even more. As I stood in front of her in a pink champagne colored strapless, somewhat flashy cocktail dress that I thought went well with my caramel complexion. With my hair in a half up and half down style; my curly hair cascaded over my shoulders; her eyes trailed over my body before making their way back up to mines. A slow smile of approval gracing her face. She was so pretty.

If you couldn't already tell, I had a slight crush on her. But it felt like it wasn't it going to lead to anything; she was a closed book in that regard.

"It's fabulous on you Celine! It compliments you very well. Now let's accessorize it. Let me see where you keep your jewelry." She said cheerily, clapping her hands together. I point over to the tower jewelry box that was on the vanity desk behind her. Looking to where I pointed to, she turned over her shoulder and began looking through the small collection that I had. She swiveled her head back and forth between the jewelry tower and me; a concentrated look gracing her face. She always gets so focused when presented with a task that it's hard to interrupt her when she gets like this. Persistent questions kept swirling in head; that I couldn't help but want to ask her.

"You're very helpful when it comes to stuff like this, your husband must be so grateful to have you." I said airily, twiddling my thumbs together. Glancing up at her, a soft smile spreads across her face and a small chuckle escaping her lips.

"If only I had one that could be grateful; hence why he's ex-husband now," she said as she shrugged her shoulders casually. I bit my lip to hold a small smile back, trying not get too giddy just yet. Saying more than I should, I couldn't help the question that rolled of my tongue.

"He absolutely lost a gem of a woman. Are you back out on the dating scene?" I said as I looked at her curiously. A part of me was hoping she was and another part of me would be disappointed to know that she had her eyes set on someone specific that wasn't me.

"Not exactly. I haven't met anyone that really meshed well with me," she said as her eyes meeting mine. They glimmered in the golden hue of the room. Maybe it was just me, but the atmosphere shifted. An electric feeling encapsulating my whole body. A comfortable silence filled the room; a small sigh emitting from her that effectively broke it.

"I'm afraid that you might not have enough accessories. Here, try these on," she said before I could protest. She slid her bracelets off her wrist, grabbing mines gently and sliding them on with ease. My breath hitched a bit; seeing that she was reaching up around her neck; unhooking the pearl necklace that was resting across hers. She stepped in close; her arms enclosing around me briefly as she clasped it around my neck. My eyes staying on hers; her fingers lingered for a second longer than I expected. Her eyes were on mines; an indescribable look shining through.

I gulped a bit. A nervous feeling washing over me as I could feel my cheeks heat up. I really was hoping she wasn't noticing how she was making me feel and the effect she had on my body.

"Are you alright? You're turning bright red! Are you feeling sick?" she asked, her hand raising up to my forehead to check my temperature. She was still very close; making me lean back some to try and gather my thoughts. Not being able to contain my true any feelings more; I went for it. It was now or never.

"Um... it's because I like you, Marguerite." I said sheepishly as I darted my eyes towards the ground; not sounding as confident as I thought I would. There was a brief silence before I looked back up at her. She was staring at me; her cheeks now flush and a small smile gracing her lips. I gulped in anticipation before she spoke.

"I kind of figured so, I just didn't think you would every say it," she said peering deep into me.

"You knew? Was I that obvious?" I said as I dramatically sighed. Would the earth swallow me up right now! I bit my bottom lip, somewhat dejected that I was kind of an open book when it came to my crush on her.

"Yes, you were. It's not that I minded though," she said taking step closer. The small shift towards me was more than enough to get my blood pumping. Puzzled slightly, I couldn't help somewhat relieved that she didn't outright reject my feelings......yet.

"You don't?" I said as a sense of relief washed over my nerves.

"I think it's quite cute that you think of me that way. It makes me look at you in a different light," she said while stepping back to give me some space. With that statement, I felt somewhat confused. I couldn't help but think she didn't like me the same.

"In a different light? Like in a bad way?" I asked, ultimately looking down at my feet. If it was; looking her in eyes would crush my soul completely. I felt her thumb under my chin, lifting it up so my eyes connected with hers.

"Why don't we talk more about it over dinner. I have the perfect restaurant in mind," she said with a sparkle in her eyes. My heart melted in my chest with the thought of getting to spend more time with her. I nodded my head eagerly as both of us grabbed our purses and jackets, promptly heading out of my apartment. The slightly chilly breeze cooled my skin, a sigh escaping my lips.

It was early spring in Montreal and the shifting of temperatures were at battle with each other. With our arms interlocked; she led me to her car. It chirping as she unlocked it for us to get into. We got in, soon taking off down the road towards a mysterious restaurant that I was left anticipating about. Smooth jazz played on the radio in the background; creating a comfortable silence for us to sit in. I glanced over at her ever so often, a smile crossing my face every so often that I was bound to get caught eventually. Looking out the window at the familiar scenery, it felt all too surreal that this was happening. The sky was lined with puffy clouds; oranges hues peacefully painting them. This by far was going to be a day that I remember.

Driving down Saint Laurent Boulevard, I couldn't help the butterflies that flew around in my stomach. Making a turn onto Saint Paul St; I knew exactly where she was taking me to. I look over at her as she parked the car not too far from the restaurant.

"You remembered this was one of my favorite places?" I squealed excitedly; not being able to hold back a smile. She chuckled at me; shaking her 'yes'. Unfastening my seatbelt, I got out the car in a hurry while looking back for her join me. She followed suit; locking the car and interlocking her arm with mines. We made haste to the front door of Modavie; entering in.

We were greeted and not too long afterwards, we were seated at a table near the window; looking out towards the street. Looking over the menu, I decided on what I was going to order; from appetizer to dessert. Glancing over at her; it looked like she was still deciding on what to get. Our waiter came over asking for our drink order; I requested a Bouquet cocktail, and she requested a Cupid's Arrow. I also asked if we could have Salmon Tartare as our appetizer before placing our entree order.

He obliged and went off to fulfill our requests with earnest. Looking back at each other; it was if on cue, live jazz music started filling up atmosphere. My eyes widened as I glanced down at my phone to see that it was indeed past 7 pm. She gave me a knowing smile; adding to the perfection of how this date was starting out. Wait......was this a date? As if reading my mind, she spoke.

"This could be considered a date. I wanted to take you some place I knew you adored," she said as our waiter came back with our drink order and the Salmon Tartare in tow. I took a sip of my cocktail, a small moan escaping my lips because how perfect it tasted. She grinned mischievously before taking a sip of hers. I put some of the tartare on the olive roasted bread and offered it to her first; she leaned in and took a bite of it from my fingers as her eyes never left mines. I could feel my cheeks heat up immediately, causing me to break our eye contact and look off to the side blushing. A comfort silence washed over us as the atmosphere was filled with chatter from other tables, and jazz filling up the room.

The waiter came back and took our orders; she had ordered the lamb cavatelli along with Opera cake for dessert and I had ordered a nicoise salad and the same dessert as her. Waiting for our order, I broke the silence once again.

"Would now be a good time to ask what light you're seeing me in since I confessed to liking you?" I asked sincerely, taking another sip of my drink. This time; I could visibly see her cheeks heat up as she took a minute to reply.

"I honestly always found you charming which is one of many reasons that I chose to take you under my wing at work. From there, I did develop feelings for you but never acted on them due not knowing if they were going to be reciprocated. Also, I didn't know if you were meaning anything serious with your liking for me because you were talking about going on dates with men, so I felt like I had no chance. That was up until today," she said as swirled the right red drink around in her cup a bit. She glanced up at me, seeing how I was taking in her words. I smiled at her sweetly as the alcohol and her endearing words left a warm fuzzy feeling in my chest. She smiled back at me, knowing her words were well received.

The waiter came back with our entrees as well as another round of our cocktails, and we wasted no time digging into the delicious food. We even traded bites of our food; giggling in complete bliss. It was a date that I was going to have etched into my memory forever. As we finished up, the waiter brought out our dessert and we ate as much as we could; already being somewhat filled up from the entrees.

Dabbing the corners of my mouth with the napkin, I let out a content sigh. Soon, the bill came which had me and her nicely fighting over who was going to cover it; her being the victor this round. But I was planning on paying her back and then some. Linking our arms together, we swayed our way back to her car. We promptly got in before we sped off down the road and into the night.

It wasn't long before we arrived at my apartment, the car coming to a slow halt. Fiddling with my thumbs, I took in a deep breath. Well, now it's time to seize our moment together!

"Would you like to come in for a while? I don't want our time to end just yet," I said blushing and glancing over to her. She reached over and caressed my cheek softly that sent a shiver going down my spine.

"Of course, I would love that," she said as her eyes pierced deeply into mine. I bit my bottom lip, a warm feeling washing over my whole body. With that, we got out of her car and heading up my apartment. Her car alarm chirped as I unlocked my front door. With her walking in after me; I quickly shut it behind her, locking it. Spinning around to look at her, she was now merely a few inches away. A look of desire gracing her features as a heavy tension now filling the atmosphere. My heart was thumping erratically in my chest with how close she was to me and how she was making my body heat up in places that haven't been touched in a while. Well at least anyone besides myself.

"I've been waiting for us to have some alone time. You looked so stunning at the restaurant that it took all my strength not to lean over and kiss you right there," she said as she stroked my cheek endearingly. Her breath tickled my skin, leaving me with goosebumps. As if something switched inside me; without hesitation I leaned up and pressed my lips against hers. It felt like fireworks were ignited as soon as my lips were on hers. Moaning lightly, I wrapped my arms her neck; not wanting this end. I felt her arms wrap around my waist snuggly; our bodies now flush against each other.

Our innocent kiss quickly turned into a passionate French kiss; our tongues exploring each other with fervent need. I could feel myself getting more turned on with each passing moment as my panties began to get soaked through. Breaking our kiss, she pressed her forehead against mine. She took in a deep breath before a delicate smile appeared on her lips.

"That was amazing. Is it bad that I want more?" she said airily and sincere. She was rubbing gentle circles in my lower back, making it that much harder to deny her anything. It wasn't like I was going to deny her anything, it's that doing those small movement had my body wanting to melt and crave her that much more.

"No, because I want more too," I replied before landing a peck on her soft lips. A moan escaped her lips, adding fuel to the fire that was burning up my whole being. We swayed for a moment before instinctually moving towards my sofa. Hitting it, we fell gracefully on it with me landing on top of her. I reached down and slid off my heels and did the same for hers. Looking at her, I pounced back on her as our mouths instantly connected, my hands now was exploring her body. I softly grope her boobs; earning a cute moan. I leaned back as I looked down at her flustered state; happy that I wasn't the only one extremely turned on in this situation. My eyes trailed down to her and I still being fully clothed; that had to change.

"Did you want to go further? I don't want to be forceful; but I am really turned on by you" I said as I was trying to find the zipper to the back of my dress. She leaned up, her lips leaning small kisses along neck; a moan emitting from me. She wrapped her arms around me; finding the zipper with ease and unzipping me. The dress was now bunched up around my waist; showing my bare breast since I didn't put one on in the first place.

"I want to go as far as you want, Celine" she whispered as she started groping my boobs. I bit my bottom lip; her firm yet soft touching feeling so good. She watched me intently; desire swirling in her hazel green eyes. She began kissing along my collar bone; trailing down until she was at my boobs, her breath prickling my skin deliciously. She swirled her tongue around my nipple before taking it into her mouth. I leaned my head back, moaning as she suckled and tweaked my other nip with her fingers.

My hand caressed the back of her as she showed my tits superb attention; making my panties drenched. Not being able to take it anymore; I guided her back to kiss me passionately. I pushed her back down on her back gently; sliding down her body until I was at pants. Giving her a wicked smile, I unbuttoned them and helped her shimmy them off. She was wearing silk black thong that had red roses all over them that made her look irresistible.

And by the looks of it; she was in the same predicament as I was. Her panties were drenched through; her scent wafting up and causing me to lose all my restraint. I pulled them off her; seeing her pretty shaven pussy. I glanced up at her and she was blushing; making her even more sexy.

"You're driving me crazy, Marguerite. You have such a pretty pussy, I can't wait to taste you," I said hoarsely before leaving butterfly kisses on her hips; slowly making my way down to her throbbing pussy. I let out an airy breath near her hard clit, visibly seeing her shiver. Seeing her like this was something out of my wildest fantasies; and it was better than I could imagine. I licked her from her entrance up to her clit; savoring her sweet and musky juices.

I swirled my tongue around her clit before suckling on it gently but enough to elicit a loud moan and her hand moving to the back of my head. Smiling against her wet mound, I went to town on eating her up. Caressing her thighs; I reached down and slid my index finger into her sloppy wet pussy. She instantly sucked my finger in; contracting around my digit.

"Seems like you wanted me to touch you in here. Your pussy is gripping the fuck out of my finger. Should I add another?" I chuckled as I glanced up at her smiling. She moaned more as I added another one in; curving my fingers up so I could rub against her G-spot. Her hips buckled in the same rhythm as my fingers, a string of moaning me from her sexy mouth.

"Celine, you're going to make me cum if you keep doing touching me right there," she cried out; her hips grinding against my touch in such a needy way.

"You mean right here?" I hummed out as I intentionally rubbed her in the spot that I knew was driving her the edge. She threw her head back as I did that; solidifying that I was right.

"You want me to make you cum, Marguerite? I need you beg me to cum" I said mischievously, slowing my pace to make sure she heard me. She moaned out frustratedly; looking down at me in complete disarray and desperation.

"Fuck, Celine! Please make me cum, I need you to make me cum. I'm so close, pleeeaaassseee" she pleaded out; being an obedient girl and begging like I wanted her to. Feeling satisfied, I leaned down and started suckling on her hardened clit as I sped back fingers pumping into her soaking wet pussy. It wasn't long before she let out a high-pitched moan as her hips spasmed; her juicy pussy squirting out a few streams of her sweet juices. I lapped up her juices; feeling her spasm against my mouth as I did so. I couldn't help it; her taste was intoxicating.

I leaned back up to see her heaving against the couch. She looked at me right when I started licking my fingers that were in her pussy.

"I can't help it; you taste so fucking good. I can't let it go to waste." I smirked as I smiling down at her seductively. Her eyes widened, shock and infatuation swirling in her pretty eyes. It was safe to say that we weren't going to get any sleep tonight.

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