Author's Note:
While this is the kind of story you can read out of order, I think you'll get the full effect if you start with part one.
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TUESDAY
Danielle woke at five in the morning. Her body ached, if she swallowed or moved, something twinged. It wasn't unpleasant though, she'd never minded a little something to remember a good night of wild sex. This was different though. She wasn't in a hotel in a city she'd never visit again, cutting loose to forget about the stress and the grind. This was her home, and she had to head back to work.
She stared up at the ceiling, shying away from her memories of the day before. It didn't work, one by one pictures of her humiliation played in front of her eyes in an endless, frustrating film.
How did everything get so messed up?
She turned on her side and curled into a little ball. The minutes crawled past, and when her alarm clock blared its annoying screech, Danielle relaxed her grasp on her legs and forced herself out of bed.
She could do this.
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Danielle's step slowed as she walked through the office's lobby. The receptionist's eyes followed her as she made her way to the lift, and her finger trembled as she pressed the button for her floor. She looked down at her hand. What was happening to her?
A tingle started in her belly as the elevator rose to her floor, but she pushed it back down and took a deep breath before she stepped out. Danielle ignored the glances cast in her direction as she walked to her desk and sat down, protected from their eyes by her tailored suit. She pulled up her schedule, her first two hours got assigned to Lily Randall. Danielle frowned and looked over to Lily's desk to find her walking over to her.
Danielle blinked when she took in Lily's outfit. She wore low black heels and white thigh highs that disappeared under a dark navy skirt. A thin, form-fitting cream blouse complemented the skirt, and she had a coal black scarf that hung low across her chest. Lily had tied her long blonde hair into a loose knot, exposing her slender neck. She was the polar opposite of the working girl in the grey work suits she liked to wear.
Lily stopped in front of Danielle's desk and said, "Could you come with me, Danielle?"
"Why? Where are we going?"
"Can I explain later?" She glanced over her shoulder at the rest of the office and then back to her, a significant look in her eyes. "Please?"
"All right, lead the way."
Lily hurried out of the open office area and led Danielle down a quiet hallway. "I reserved a room in the back."
"Why?"
"Because I can, and because I thought maybe you'd like to spend some time with a friend."
"Oh." Danielle reached for Lily's hand and gave it a squeeze. "I'd like that, sorry."
"It's okay, I get it." She opened a door and gestured for Danielle to go inside. "In here."
Danielle walked into the room, a gentle scent of flowers and pine filled the air. Candles lit up the room in a soft orange light, Lily had scattered them on the floor around the large conference table in the center of the room. She'd piled a giant heap of warm, soft blankets on top.
"What's this now?"
She glanced over at Lily, and the girl blushed and looked away. "I got here early this morning to make things a little more pleasant."
"Isn't this overkill for a conversation?"
"I don't want to just chat, Danielle—"
"Lily..."
"Let me finish." She met Danielle's eyes until she nodded for her to go on. "We have to do something, otherwise maybe next time I make a request, David won't approve it. I mean, who knows?"
"And what's this something?"
"I was thinking you could give me a massage."
"Just a massage?"
"Yeah, I mean, unless that's too much? It's been kind of stressful around here lately, and I thought a massage would be nice, if you want to of course."
Danielle smiled and said, "I'd love to."
Lily's face lit up, and she pointed toward a basket hidden between the blankets. "There's massage oil in there, just grab something you like."
Lily had already taken off her scarf by the time Danielle could stop her. The blonde frowned as she looked at Danielle's hand on her wrist and said, "What's wrong?"
"You're undressing."
"Of course I am."
"What kind of massage do you think I'll be giving you?"
"A full body one."
"Oh." Danielle let go of Lily's wrist and let her hand fall to her side. Her eyes fell on two tiny bumps showing through Lily's blouse now she'd lost her scarf, and she looked back up at Lily's flushed face. "You're not wearing a bra."
"It's in my purse, in case you're wondering."
"I wasn't, but good to know, I guess?" Danielle sighed and said, "What's going on, Lily?"
Lily started unbuttoning her shirt. "I want you to give me a massage."
"I..." Danielle hesitated, but Lily looked up at her with, all fragile and hopeful. She sighed and said, "All right then, just don't get too naked."
Lily grinned and said, "I'll keep my panties on."
"Fair enough."
Lily stripped off the rest of her clothes and revealed her slight body to Danielle. Her breasts were small, but capped with beautiful pink nipples that turned into hard little gumdrops as soon as her blouse hit the floor. Her skirt soon followed, and Lily wiggled her pert little ass at Danielle before she slipped off her shoes and bent over to inch her stockings off her well-formed legs.
"I didn't know you were such a tease, Lily."
"I have my moments."
Once she was down to her panties, Lily hopped onto the conference table and made herself comfortable on the blankets. "It's not as good as my massage table back home, but it'll do."
"Do I take off my shoes too?"
"Leave them on, I like you in heels, but you can take the rest off if you want."
"What?"
"Or not, you don't have to. The oil will get on your clothes though, at least take off your darks."
Danielle squinted at Lily, but there was no sense arguing with reason. She got rid of her suit and piled it on top of Lily's clothes, which left her in a blouse that left little to the imagination, oh well.
"You like lavender?"
"Mhm."
