It was 9:35 on a Tuesday night and Amber and I were doing the paperwork that comes with closing the store each night. I was sitting in a chair stapling and rubber banding the day's sales together while she stood and wrote out our totals on the deposit ticket and the store and office records.
I watched as she shifted from one foot to the other, her perfectly round ass looking as spectacular as ever in tight but tasteful black pants. Her breasts were sitting petite and perky in a maroon tank top with black sequins across the top. I could never tell when her nipples were hard; she denied me that pleasure by wearing thicker bras.
"Are you all right baby?" she asked looking over at me. She always called me baby. It never ceased to make me smile or tingle underneath my skirt. I hadn't realized I was staring at her midsection and hadn't moved in a few minutes.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just a little tired," I replied.
"Well we'll be home in just a few minutes, I promise," Amber responded with a smile.
Amber had been my roommate for about two months so we only took one car with us to work everyday. She had known I was a lesbian before she moved in, everyone that worked with us knew, but the topic had never come up in conversation before and she had never mentioned it when I told her she could move in with me when her lease was up on her former apartment. Amber being my current naughty desire, I hadn't had any girls over to our place since she had moved in.
As this thought passed, I dropped my stapler on the floor and it fell between her muscular legs. As I shyly tried to pick it up without touching her legs, my arm accidentally grazed her calf. Just as I was standing back up, I could swear I heard her gasp and exhale deeply. Thinking that this was just one of my daytime fantasies that strike me from time to time, I dismissed it and continued stapling.
"Deanna?" She started, a few minutes later.
"Hmm?"
"It's been a while since I've you know, been with someone, and it's also been a while since I've been with myself." With that, I couldn't help but giggle, even though I knew she was trying to make a point. "So I apologize if I seem a little strange lately or if you hear mysterious noises coming from my room," she said shyly, turning red in the face.
The thought of Amber's moans sent chills reverberating through my body that made me warm and shiver at the same time. "It's ok, we all have to do it sometimes," I replied trying to sound composed, when my inner freak wanted to hear those noises because of what I was doing to her body.
"Well we're finished," Amber stated, stacking the paperwork together and putting it in a brown folder.