January: for all that is (not) good in this world.
Brian's current girlfriend was a wonder, he thought. Smart, beautiful, she was perfect. He eyed her from across the room. There was no way he could go wrong. No way, not with her.
"Hey," Amy bumped his shoulder. He looked over at his best friend and smiled warmly to her as she sat down next to him.
"Hey, what are
you
doing here?" He asked in surprise, "you never come here."
"Yeah I know, but I took the day off to eat lunch with you." Brian looked at her lunch plate and noted that she hadn't taken any vegetables. He felt a light flutter of concern for her. She needed to eat well if she wanted to run a company.
"Hmm," He bit into an apple and glanced at his girlfriend and back to Amy.
"What?" She smiled at him, "you seem on edge."
"No, not at all," Brian new how to get what he wanted from Amy, "I was just thinking of the fact that you have no vegetables on your plate."
"Oh?" She raised her eyebrows, "Yeah well, so what I"-
"I'm glad for you," Brian jumped in quickly, "too many people are on health kicks. You shouldn't eat too much green stuff anyway. I bet it doesn't even taste good."
After a moments pause, Amy stood up and went to get some vegetables. Yet a sudden scream from across the room made everyone jolt. Chaos seemed to slowly perpetuate and Brian's girlfriend, Jessica, seemed to be in the direct middle of it!
Later that night...
"I don't know what to do!" Jessica cried to Brian, "I don't have the money for this..."
Brian didn't look concerned, Jessica was his girlfriend, and he knew exactly what to do. He reached out and gave her a tissue. Comfort, he thought.
"Are you sure they said it was going to cost that much?" He frowned.
"YES! I asked your doctor several times..." She nodded her cute little head, "thank you so much from getting him so quickly for me..." Brian smiled knowing how much she appreciated it. Jessica cared for her Grandmother very much.
"I'm so angry at the waiter who served her!" She continued, "what kind of monster poisons such an old woman's lunch? I mean, what good could that ever accomplish him?" Tears flowed down her cheeks. Her sparkling blue eyes seemed to fleck with fury.
"But the surgery can be paid in two halves, correct?" Brian checked all the facts once more.
"Yes, but even so, Brian I don't have that kind of money," Jessica looked at her feet hopelessly, "My granny is the only family I have left, and I'm going to lose her."
"I have the money," Brian offered gently, and caressed her cheek. Jessica looked up at Brian, opening her mouth to say something- she was cut off by Brian's phone.
The sound of wedding bells rang as his ringtone. Jessica had always thought it was strange that he had assigned the wedding theme to Amy's ring tone. But there was nothing much she could say about it. She knew Brian would love her, faithfully. So it didn't matter.
"Okay," Brian said, after his phone call, he looked at Jessica sweetly, "We can work this out; I can give you the money."
Jessica opened her eyes and felt relief and happiness finally take the place of her despair. She felt all the tension leave her. Finally something could be done. Finally she would be able to keep the last member of her family close to her. Finally.
February: you do not know what you do not know
Amy strolled into that building like she had known her whole life that she belonged there. Tiny as she was, she knew she was strong. Everyone looked up to her, although not quite in the literal sense due to her height. She took a look at all her workers and felt at ease, and in control.
Then she hired Jessica.
Brian had warned her of Jessica. Warned her of the games. Warned her of the lies. But no. Amy didn't like to judge a person based on rumours. She liked proof, and thought it was only fair to see how things would go for herself.
It was strange though, Brian seemed so happy when he was first with Jessica, Amy thought to herself. So, surely Jessica would be a professional woman. Brian was probably just intimidated by that fact, and that's probably why he left her.
Jessica sat in the interview room, across the table from Amy, wearing jeans and a shirt. Amy couldn't help but look at Jessica's legs when she walked in. Her first thought was;
I have to get this woman to wear dresses.
But as the boss, such a comment wasn't appropriate.
"So... Jessica, your resume seems to be in order," Amy held open the file and pushed her glasses up her nose. Jessica looked carefully at Amy, like she was curious of something, perhaps even admiring?
"Here," Jessica reached up and leaned over the desk, "you have something on your face..." She licked her thumb and wiped the side of Amy's mouth. Embarrassed, Amy wanted to protest, but her eyes fell upon the amazing set of tits that were hanging only inches from her tongue. Jessica leaned back and grinned.
Jessica could tell that Amy had a curiosity about other women. It wasn't something well hidden by her facial expressions. It was actually something Jessica would normally find quite amusing.
Later that day, Amy found herself lying flat on the kitchen floor of Jessica's apartment. This was not a normal day for Amy at all, she could barely understand how things had progressed to this point! Jessica was her new EMPLOYEE! An employee who had ordered Amy to lie down on the kitchen floor for her, which was such a turn on, Amy couldn't resist.
Amy thought back to the days when she was with Jane. Jane had never been dominant, and not surprisingly, she was now dating Amy's best friend: Brian. Amy couldn't blame Brian though, he had explained how Jane wouldn't take no for an answer. Besides, if the woman wanted a man, then Amy certainly couldn't fulfill those needs.
Amy wanted to be caught up in this moment with Jessica, but she was struggling not to think of other things. She thought of Jane, and how they had broken up. Getting close to someone again, to trust someone again, was going to be difficult. Jessica noticed the tension on Amy's face.
"Give me your foot." Jessica ordered. Amy gave a shocked expression and then shivered at the though. She was fearful of getting close, but her feet were her weakness. Looking up, Amy thought Jessica looked like superwoman, stronger and much more powerful than she. Amy obliged and lifted up her foot.
The feel of Jessica's tongue probing gently between her toes felt magical. No one had ever done that for her before. Amy felt relieved and blessed in this moment. How lucky she was to receive such a suprisingly accurate seductive attack upon her own biggest weakness...
