The Temp

The Temp

By

David Monroe

(© 2020)

The Temp

Laura had once had a promising career in her chosen field of public relations and marketing. Following her university days, she had found work quickly, unlike a lot of her peers who were still struggling to find their niche in a downturned economy. But Laura had hardly caught her breath from the intoxication and ceremony of graduation before she was hired on at a major firm right in town. She was well aware that her looks and how she carried herself had been a big part of that, though. Laura was under no illusions that her undergraduate program and the few special programs she had undertaken and the smattering of honors and awards she had picked up along the way were what had helped her secure her first gig.

Laura had long, flowing red hair which cascaded just below her shoulders and had been blessed with the figure and face of a model. She had never worked at keeping herself in the kind of shape that never ceased to turn heads when she walked into a room…it just seemed to be part of the package she was born with. Her lips were full and her smile could make the most depressing day for those around her just melt away.

Then there was what she knew been instrumental in her hiring. In addition to her model’s face, she had long, lean legs, a trim waist, and a more than generous chest. Her breasts were not overly enormous but certainly large enough to catch a man’s eye and no matter how she dressed it seemed they were hard to disguise or even minimize. She was well aware of this and to some degree, Laura used her sexual attraction and the animal magnetism she exuded to her advantage. She had known this was true during her interviews for her first job and had been in her trusty arsenal ever since as she rose through the organization with regular promotions and recognition that seem to come harder to most.

No one there had ever subjected her to any type of sexual harassment, but she could feel the eyes burn into her every time she walked the halls, made a presentation, or took part in a social company gathering. The men, she knew fantasized about her and the women kept her at arm’s length--out of jealousy she assumed…well…not all of them. She was well aware of some of the lascivious looks she got from a few of the women who seemed to ogle her just like the men. But Laura could not have cared less. She had a long-term boyfriend…Michael…who she had been with since college. They loved each other immensely but had no interest in marriage. They both were perfectly content with their living arrangement and were hesitant to make any changes in that arrangement, fearing would stifle their vibrant sex life.

So at work, Laura used her body, how she dressed, and how she conducted herself to her greatest advantage to advance her career. She never slept with anyone to get what she wanted, though. She did not seem to have to go that route, fortunately. All Laura had found she needed to do was show just enough cleavage or wear a skirt or dress just short enough to show off her long, toned, sexy legs or show up in slacks that hugged her rear just right to move ahead. She never crossed the line of showing up dressed like some slut or a prostitute though. She knew the line she had to maneuver and always went right up the edge without crossing it in her professional attire.

And quite frankly the looks and the longing she got at work as she went about her day made her as horny and excited as she assumed those who fantasized about her were. Laura took in all the energy from her workday in this regard and used it once she got home to Michael. She supposed that some men might have a problem with their significant other being ogled all day long by her co-workers, but that had never been the case with Michael. He trusted her implicitly and when he was always the recipient of her sexual release with him each night, he was grateful for the circumstances. Some days Laura’s sexual build-up was so great and so intense that it was like a dam breaking when she engaged him in all manner of pursuits once home.

Some days it was even like holding back a flood for her as she roared home in her little convertible as she concentrated mightily to not pull back her skirt and finger herself as she drove. Most days by the time Laura had left the office and gotten on the road she was already very wet and her loins ached for Michael as she felt the sticky texture between her thighs and fat, last beads of sweat ran in rivulets down her back and through her cleavage in sexual longing for him.

No position of location ever off-limits for them….no position, no location…nothing. On a typical evening, they went from one place or position to another with little pause in between and their wide array of sex toys all got regular and heavy use. Oral sex was their normal warm-up for intercourse and unlike a lot of stories she had heard from her girlfriends about their own husbands and boyfriends’ lack of expertise in this technique, Laura had to say Michael was a master. She loved it when Michael took her from behind and when he let her take control and ride him from on top as well. And though when she had first thought of the idea, way back when, Laura now relished and looked forward to extended anal play with Michael which nearly always culminated in the most powerful and overwhelming orgasms that she had ever experienced. Despite her earlier reluctance it was this arrangement that often left her breathless and gasping, a quivering mass of tremors.

Some nights Laura amazed herself at just how wild and near-animalistic she became with Michael to burn off the desire that accumulated in her body some days. It was like an out-of-body experience sometimes as she watched this uninhibited and unrestrained version of herself couple with Michael in ways she had never know she was capable of. It would perhaps be a bizarre thing to describe to anyone, she figured, but Laura was loving it. The combination of teasing those at the firm with the flash of her sexy, come-on smile, her show of enough flesh to make a pulse or two kick up a notch, and a subtle but conscious sway of her hips as she walked by her admirers got her off as well.

It had become something of a game and Michael knew she had had an extra special day at the office when she arrived home some evenings and was all over him before she got more than a few steps inside the door of their apartment. And so this was their life for a few years. Money was good, they had a nice group of friends they socialized with, but most importantly to Laura and Michael, the sex remained just as mind-blowing for them each as it had been since that first time for them in his dorm room back at the university.

************

But as so often happens, the universe came calling one day, and everything that Laura had developed cracks and began to crumble away. The first punch to her gut was at work. William Everett, the head of the firm and the man who had initially hired her, called her into his office just after she arrived one morning in May.

“Can you close the door, Laura?” he asked quietly.

Laura felt a cold hand fall over her with those words. She certainly could not predict anything with any accuracy, but her intuition immediately told her this was not going to be another promotion. She eased the door shut and sat where he indicated.

“What’s up, Bill?” she asked innocently, though she was bracing herself for what she could guess was coming as she noticed he could not even meet her eyes.

“Laura, I…shit! I do not how to begin.”

“Take your time, Bill.”

He sighed and looked at her and smiled weirdly as if he was sick to his stomach.

“I guess I will just come out with it. As you are probably well aware, the economy has continued to be sluggish. And…well…it seems it has finally caught up with us now. We had two options. An across the board reduction in staff or a merger.”

“And?”

“With the merger, we can save a lot of jobs.”

Laura breathed a sigh of relief. Was that all? Sure, not great but what was the worst-case scenario for her…working on something else rather than her portfolio of current projects? Who gave a shit…”

“But with this merger, we have been told there are a number of redundancies we will still need to slash.”

That was when Laura’s heart felt like it had just stopped and this cold lump of anxiety filled her chest.

“Meaning me, I guess?”

Bill just nodded.

“I did everything I could to save your position, but…well…”

He just shrugged and looked her in the face.

“I see. When?”

“End of the day I am afraid. I feel horrible, Laura. Not my choice. It’s what the lawyers tell us to do to avoid any possible reprisals…not that you would do such a thing. You’ve been a fantastic employee. There will be some severance of course and you know you can always count on me for any recommendations you might need.”

Laura just nodded as her head began to swim. She was sure Bill was being genuine with what he said, but she knew as well as anyone that Bill Everett was one of the firm’s most blatant voyeurs of her…it was why she was working her, to begin with. She shook his hand and just went to her office to pack up her things and join the migration out and among the significant number of the unemployed. She went to her car and put her stuff in the box into the trunk and just sat in the driver’s seat and stared out the windshield, still in shock.

Laura was of one mind to break down in tears, but she knew that would serve no purpose and she hated it when women did that. Her other thought was to go have a drink…or three…and just blot out what had just happened. But that seemed equally useless. So with nowhere else to go she headed home…at least Michael still had his job, she thought…we will get through this, and after all…with my experience and background now how hard could it be to get a new one?

But as she pulled into the parking lot she saw that there was a collection of police cars and as she looked closer lots of that yellow tape wound around all over the place indicating a crime scene. Laura made her way toward the entrance to her unit but was approached by a tall man in a suit who flagged her down.

“Laura Templeton?” he asked.

“Uh…yeah…” she replied with a furrowed brow.

“You know a Michael Andrews?”

Suddenly Laura felt like her legs might not support her.

“My boyfriend…” Laura choked out in a rasp.

“I am afraid there has been an accident, Miss Templeton?”

“With Michael? Is he OK?”

“Can we talk over here?” the detective asked as she indicated a picnic table away from all the activity in the parking lot.

As Laura walked with him she glanced over and saw that there was a tarp covering what seemed to indicate a body as pools of blood lay just outside the edges of the covering. She would let the detective do his thing, but in that split-second, Laura knew the body under that tarp was Michael. And that he was dead. She sat and listened numbly while the detective told her as gently as he could that there had been a shooting there in the parking lot and that Michael had gotten caught in the crossfire.

“Looks like rival gang stuff, Miss Templeton. He was just in the wrong place at the wrong time I guess.”

“Yeah…I guess…” Laura parroted back.

She finished up with the detective and then went inside and sat and looked at the walls in disbelief. Her decision earlier to not cry was shattered as Laura fell onto the sofa and wailed in hysterics.

************

Time went by and Laura found herself in a coffee shop nearby scouring the job boards once again for somewhere to work. That last day at her old firm had been the beginning of the worst day of her adult life. People, she thought, always said bad news came in threes, but after being laid off and then losing Michael she had had a moment of black humor when she wondered why she had been spared number three. But in the end, she had not…it just took a while to catch up with her, she knew. It had been closing in six months by then since she had lost her job and she was still looking. Bill Everett had not been kidding when he had told her about the sluggish economy she mused. But sluggish had morphed into stagnant and then finally into a full-blown recession.

All her interviews had been the same story…" not quite what we are looking for”, “we have had many very qualified candidates…“, “nothing right now but we will keep your resume on file for the future…“, and on and on and on. Fortunately, she and Michael have saved well and that plus the severance from her old job had been re real safety net. But the coffers were looking bleak. Laura chastised herself now for their decision not to take out some life insurance early on as a couple, but who in their 20′s ever thinks of dying? With her savings rapidly evaporating and the limits for her latest unemployment insurance extension expiring today, Laura had to face some cold hard facts.

Until the economy got its shit together again, it was unlikely she was going to be able to get back into a position like she had once had. She stared down at her computer screen and sighed in frustration as the futility of more applications was just making her more and more depressed…and scared. But just as she was about to close out her browser, this pop-up ad flashed at her about this agency looking for temporary workers. To her ear, it sounded degrading and menial, but Laura suddenly realized she was in no position to let her pride rule anything out. At least it might offer her some income to slow the bleeding from her savings until she could land a real job.

With this in mind, Laura filed an application and was shocked when an e-mail reply came back before she had left the coffee shop. The temp agency was just looking for low-level clerical staff, but at this point, Laura did not care…a job was a job. She replied immediately and scheduled an interview for the next morning. She then walked back home with the first optimistic spring in her step in a long time. When she had been laid off, Laura had promised herself that she would from that point on rely on just her professional accomplishments and skills for the next opportunity. She toned down her revealing attire and her approach and manner had been turned into nothing but business. But as she sat in her apartment and thought this over she realized that despite her high hopes of maintaining this approach, it was failing miserably.

If she came up short with this temp agency interview she had no idea what was left for her. And it’s just a temp gig, she told herself. The agency itself just connected potential candidates directly to the companies looking for help. It was time to pull out all the stops. As she sat in the empty and lonely apartment, the memories of Michael came over her. Like most nights here alone, Laura tossed her shorts away and began to masturbate. She had tried on numerous occasions to pick guys up in bars since Michael’s murder…even afew women she had to admit with a giggle…but in the end, she just could not go through with it. So this afternoon, like all those lonely nights she pushed her fingers inside herself until she was wet and dripping.

Then she grabbed one of her favorite vibrators and thrust it in and out until she shuddered with a magnificent climax. Over time she also pleasured herself anally with some beads and progressed to using both simultaneously on some occasions as she moaned and groaned with ecstasy. But this afternoon it was just the lone vibrator that would garner her attention. She needed the sexual release, for sure, but she also was using this to prepare her for her full-on, no holds barred assault on the temp job interview in the morning.

Laura slipped on a dress that been hanging in her closet for some time but had not worn since just a student. It was suitable for a professional situation, but the hemline was just a bit shorter than what might be seen in most places and the neckline was cut to reveal her enticing cleavage without looking like a hooker. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. Even after all these years and all that befallen her in the six months or so, she looked great. She still retained the same lean and firm body she had possessed as an undergraduate student and her breasts were still firm and prominent. As turned she was also appreciative that the design of the dress offered up a nice side view of her long legs and clung nicely around her ass.

With her old mindset back in place, Laura headed off to her interview across town. As she sat in her car, she saw the hem slide well up her legs nearly exposing her crotch. Not a dress to wear in public with no panties, Laura mused as she laughed to herself and drove off. She pulled into the parking lot of the address she had been given and smoothed down her dress before heading inside. The receptionist gave her a disapproving look as Laura could not help noticing the woman gawking at her cleavage. But she had been through this before back when she got her first job…Laura was desperate now and did not care.

She sat only a few minutes before another woman came to get her and lead her back to an office down a long hallway and indicated for her to enter an office on the left and have a seat. Laura reminded herself to sit slowly and carefully so as not to have a repeat performance of flashing the woman when she sat like in the car earlier. She assumed this was some assistant of some sort but the woman just closed the door and sat behind the desk and faced Laura, introducing herself as Anna Marie. After the standard pleasantries were dispensed with, Anna Marie got down to the specifics of the position and what would be expected of her if she was hired.

Laura listened intently and smiled at the job description, though she had to admit it sounded dreadfully dull and boring. As the conversation droned on, Laura was suddenly self-conscious of her dress as she had planned this morning all out in anticipation of being interviewed by a man. But as they talked Laura could not help seeing that Anna Marie did not seem put off or disapproving of how she appeared. Just the opposite in fact. Just like her interview out of college, Laura could feel the heat of her gaze on her as they chatted. And oddly, she often saw Anna Marie looking her up and down as the men at her old firm had.

It was a bit weird, Laura thought, but she put it out of her mind knowing she really needed to land this gig. After some discussion on hours and compensation, Anna Marie asked one final question:

“I know it is a bit unusual, but would be you still be interested if we hired you to work from say around 4 PM to midnight?”

“I suppose,” Laura replied caught off-guard.

“I know it is odd, but we have quite a few projects here with clients that require absolute confidentiality. I am afraid they might be put off a bit with your presence during normal hours. Besides all we need you to do is organize and file the paperwork at the end of each day.”

“Sure…sure,” Laura replied. “That’s fine.”

It was indeed odd, but it was not like Laura had any personal life to speak of these days anyway. Who cared? With that, Anna Marie offered Laura the position on the spot and she accepted readily telling her she could start right away. It was not an ideal situation Laura knew, but surely it was just temporary—no pun intended—until she found something in her field. She filled out some paperwork for taxes and health insurance and such and then shook Anna Marie’s hand and took off. But even as she was walking back down the hallway to leave, Laura could not ignore her long, lingering stare at her ass as she went along her hips swaying naturally as the tight dress hugged her form.

Laura refrained from any self-gratification that night as she was still trying to read the weirdest job interview she had ever had. But finally, she let it all go and watched a bit of TV before turning in making a mental note to scale back her wardrobe for her new job, seeing as how it seemed unlikely there were going to be men to try and dress for and possibly sway. After a few hours, the movie Laura had been watching had lost its allure for her and she clicked off the set and went to bed. For the first time in she did not know how long her sleep was deep and peaceful and free of anxiety and worry. Even her vivid sex dreams with Michael, which seemed so much like the real thing she sometimes awoke in sticky sheets with her hand in her crotch, were absent that night.

Laura dressed in a much more conservative outfit the next afternoon after visiting her gym in the morning. She had been too sad and depressed to work out regularly these days, but this new job had lifted her spirits and she was ready to get herself back on track. There was even a possible new man appearing in her life who went there who she knew was very interested but she had just been acting oblivious. He was fit and handsome just as Michael had been, but his features were completely different. Laura could feel herself grow wet that morning as she watched Matt go through his sets on the bench and wondered if maybe it was time for her to get back on the horse…so to speak. The only fly in the ointment there, though, was this inconvenient job schedule she had agreed to. But she still held out hope as she gave him a flirtatious smile and wink as she headed off to work.

Laura got to her new job just a few minutes before four and picked up her ID and security access card from the receptionist as Anna Marie strolled into the lobby to greet her and ask her to come back to her office so she could see if she had any questions after she gave her the assignments for her first day. Laura looked over the detailed list of things she was to take care of that evening. It seemed just as mundane and uninspiring as she had assumed anything about this gig would entail but did not let her true feelings show.

“Any questions?” Anne Marie asked.

“I don’t think so,” Laura replied, “this all seems very straightforward.

“Yeah…I know it is not that thrilling, but it is really vital to get it done just as described. Attention to detail is critical.”

Laura nodded but just then she could not help noticing that Anna Marie seemed to have a bit less of a focus on her compared to her interview day. It was probably nothing she decided…perhaps she was distracted with some personal issue or something here at work was on her mind.

“I am sure I’ll be fine.”

“Just to let you know, I will be around each day until around 6 or 7 in case you have questions or need anything while you get comfortable in this job. Also, I forgot to mention it, but on each Wednesday we have a staff meeting at 10 AM. We will need you to attend those beginning next week. It’s just to keep everyone updated on all the projects. Is that a problem?”

“Not at all.”

“Good. We will pay you overtime for it as well.”

Laura nodded and began to get up and head off to where she had been assigned to work. But as she reached the door she turned as Anna Marie called her name once more.

“Yes?” Laura replied.

“Can I ask you a personal question?”

“Um…sure…I guess…”

“I do not mean this to sound critical or anything…please do not take it that way. It is just an observation I was curious about. Your outfit today seems really in sharp contrast to when you interviewed.”

“Oh, that…” Laura said with a smile as she pondered how to get around that she had been preparing to interview with a man, “just trying to make a good first impression is all. With this job being after normal hours and all I just thought maybe something more comfortable might be better.”

Anna Marie nodded but Laura could not help picking up on the disappointment in her eyes and voice…like she had been looking forward to seeing Laura in another of her revealing outfits. It seemed utterly weird to her, but that was definitely the vibe that she was getting from her boss.

“I see,” Anna Marie said with a definite sense of letdown. “Well, I’ll let you get to work. Come get me if you need anything.”

Laura smiled and headed off to the office they had assigned to her. And for the next couple weeks, her routine was uneventful and predictable: in at 4, plowing through a huge pile of documents and files that had been generated each day and sitting in on the weekly staff meetings. The atmosphere there was similar to what she had experienced in her first job as she could feel the eyes of most of the men follow her as she arrived each day with an even more apparent sense of the same at those Wednesday meetings. The women, however, all seemed to make her feel uncomfortable, giving her a cold look just like the receptionist had done when she had arrived for her interview.

It was like they viewed her as some sort of threat, though Laura could not, for the life of her, understand why that would be. She continued keeping to her toned-down attire, though with her looks and figure even then it was impossible to conceal what lay beneath her clothes. For the meetings, she experimented with showing up in things that lay between her more conservative choices and that over-the-top dress from the interview. Each week she chose outfits that moved closer and closer to that skin-tight dress, the one her friend Elaine teasingly called her “fuck me” dress. She was just curious based on Anna Marie’s odd question on her first day.

And as time went by there was indeed a subtle but palpable shift in how Anna Marie looked at her and seemed to be extra chatty and interested in her life the company as she got closer and closer to coming in wearing the “fuck me” dress. As well, the men’s interest in her seemed to heighten just as the women’s disdain for her rose was hard to ignore. It was an odd place, she thought, but just laughed it off, finding it more entertaining than anything else. Initially, the job paid enough to help buffer her savings drain but things changed when she reached her 6-month point there. They had said they might need her for just 6 or 7 months but Anna Marie came to Laura one afternoon and asked if she might be interested in staying on a bit longer.

“Our business has unexpectedly ramped up and we could really use you,” she said.

Seeing as how Laura had not really come across anything else of interest in that time she told Anna Marie that would be fine.

“In fact,” Anna Marie went on, “everyone has been so impressed with you that we are looking into the possibility of offering you a fulltime position if you are interested. Would be more money, some additional responsibilities that I think you will find more intriguing than what you are doing now, as well as all the other perks that come along with our full-time employment package.”

It caught Laura off-guard and though the work here was not quite in her niche, more money and a full benefits package sounded pretty good. Outside work, Laura had connected with her friend, Matt, from the gym and that was progressing nicely. He was funny and smart and the sex was taking her back to the days with Michael as he often left her panting and gasping at the end of their dates. Getting a job with normal hours would be great for them as well so they could spend more time together. She thanked Anna Marie and said she would just wait to hear more from her.

A few days later, around 7:30, as Laura was standing at the huge filing cabinet that towered over her head, the one she needed the small ladder they had provided to reach the upper shelves, she turned as her door opened and Anna Marie came in. She wandered over and stood next to Laura a bit closer to her than Laura was expecting, her skin brushing up against Laura’s.

“Finishing up the Towson case?” she asked as Laura closed up the folder and filed it away.

“I am.”

Laura went to her desk and sat, partly to move onto another project but also to put some space between herself and Anna Marie.

“I’m just taking off and thought I would see if you needed anything before I go.”

Laura told her she was good, could not ignore how Anna Marie had migrated behind her and was leaning down toward her, the heat from her presence close. Laura was wearing a semi-low-cut top that evening and she could feel Anna Marie’s eyes looking right down into her cleavage. She was used to this from men, but she had to admit this was a first for her with a woman. Back in her first job, there had been a couple of women there that ogled her as well as the men, but it had stopped there. This felt like something more.

“You are a really sexy woman, Laura. You know?” Anna Marie whispered in her ear as she laid her hands on Laura’s shoulders and gave them a gentle squeeze. Laura dropped what she was working on as her heartbeat accelerated.

“Um…thanks, Anna Marie.”

She said nothing more but Laura felt her pulse quicken more as Anna Marie slid her hands down to caress Laura’s breasts and kiss her along her ear lobe. Laura did not know what to do. In all her working days she had never experienced any type of actual sexual harassment, and having a woman be the first for her was totally unexpected. She was simultaneously scared and excited at the same time. Her relationship with Matt had gone south just recently and it had been a couple of weeks since she had had sex with him. She closed her eyes as Anna Marie’s gentle touch gave her a shiver.

Fortunately, the building was empty that evening which Laura figured Anna Marie knew and was why she had waited until now to approach her. She knew it was not right, but as Anna Marie fondled her and slipped the tip of her tongue into Laura’s ear and bit playfully at her lobe, she just sat back and moaned quietly. Her split with Matt had been both emotionally and physically disappointing, but not having Matt in her for the last few weeks had made Laura crazy. Much like Michael, he was very skilled in bed, and trying to substitute him with vibrators and dildos and other implements had been hugely unsatisfying.

So as Anna Marie found her hardening nipples with her soft fingers Laura offered no protest or resistance. She had never been with nor even considered sex with a woman…well maybe that was not completely true…the idea had crossed her mind a time or two. But as Anna Marie continued to massage and kiss her, Laura felt wonderful.

“Is this one of those employee benefits you mentioned?” Laura whispered as Anna Marie spun her chair around so they were face to face.

Anna Marie laughed lightly.

“Not officially, but maybe for you and me it could be.”

Laura laughed with her and raised her arms as Anna Marie removed Laura’s top and began to run her hot tongue over and around her now fully erect nipples. Laura moaned louder. Despite her having a few years on Laura, her boss was still stunning in her own right. She was not of the stature of Laura, but she was still trim and had a very pretty face if not as dazzling a Laura. Her breasts were still firm and Laura noticed for the first time that her boss was not wearing a bra.

“You ever been with a woman, Laura?”

“Just in my mind, boss…”

They both laughed as Anna Marie removed her own blouse and sat in Laura’s lap, her legs extending past Laura’s hips through spaces in her chair. She moved closer and they kissed deeply as each explored the other’s lips and mouths and let their tongues interplay. Laura felt her pulse race higher as beads of sweat began to run down her back. When they stopped Laura bent forward and took Anna Marie’s nipples in her mouth hoping she was being as skilled as what she had just experienced a moment ago.

“Ooh….that’s nice, Laura,” Anna Marie groaned, “nice and slow like that.”

After a few minutes, Anna Marie stood and dropped her pants to the floor before sliding Laura’s skirt off as well and leading her to a couch back in her own office. Laura sat and spread her thighs as Anna Marie kneeled before her and began to insert her tongue into Laura’s already very wet vagina. Laura moaned louder and louder as Anna Marie kissed and licked and thrust inside her until a sudden and unexpected orgasm burst out causing her to gasp with pleasure. Anna Marie smiled as she kissed Laura again not bothering to wipe her mouth. And Laura was so high on this wave from her climax that she did not care.

In fact, the taste of herself that she and Anna Marie now shared was just making her more stimulated and excited. They lay together on the couch as Laura returned the favor and Anna Marie screamed in a release as Laura brought her to a major orgasm that was followed by a series of smaller ones that seemed to come along like a train. They lay and kissed and touched each other as they both recovered from the exertion.

“You’ve never been with a woman?” Anna Marie whispered in disbelief as she ran her wet fingers around Laura’s pubic hair just playfully stroking her.

“Never.”

“Wow…you are a natural, my dear.”

Laura chuckled.

“I guess as women we just know what other women want.”

“Probably…probably….”

They went silent but as Anna Marie continued to touch her, Laura felt her desire rise again and her nipples went erect as she ran her hand over Anna Marie’s very sweaty buttocks, her fingers finding their way toward her anus. There seemed to be no resistance from her so Laura let her fingertips go further just slightly penetrating the orifice. Anna Marie moaned again and began to move about, obviously approving.

“Go ahead, Laura…it’s fine…”

Laura nodded and let her fingers go deeper moving in and out with slow deliberation as she kissed and licked at Anna Marie’s ear. After a few minutes,Anna Marie arched her back and gasped with another huge orgasm as she clung tightly to Laura. Once she got her breath back she spoke.

“You like that too?”

“I like it all, Anna Marie”

“I can tell. Me, too. Hang on a second.”

She disentangled herself from their pile and went to her desk returning with a small case. She opened it and Laura saw a nice variety of toys, similar to those she had at home. She relaxed as she watched Anna Marie coat 2 large dildos with lubricant and then gasped with the feeling as her boss inserted one into her anus and then the other into her vagina. Laura had heard of such things but even with all the things she and Michael had tried this was a new one for her. Anna Marie worked slowly and steadily as she moved each device in and out of Laura, alternating the movement of each so just as one was coming out the other was going in.

Laura writhed and arched her back and gasped desperately for breath as the stimulation from each location joined forces to give her an orgasm of an intensity she had never thought possible. When she finally screamed following her climax, Anna Marie removed both and held her as she shook and quivered in her arms.

“First time for that one, huh?” Anna Marie asked as she let her tongue lick at each of Laura’s nipples.

“It…I…yeah…”

“I thought maybe you had not. Most guys don’t go there. It’s more of a woman thing…at least in my experience.”

They relaxed and just kissed gently and stroked each other’s skin.

“Can I ask you something, boss?”

She laughed.

“Sure.”

“This some sort of…I don’t know…inquiry to see if I got a full-time position?”

Anna Marie laughed louder as she kidded her again.

“I can see how you might feel that way, but no. The job offer is for real and not dependent on whether or not you had said no tonight.”

“What if I had refused? Weren’t you worried about me maybe filing a harassment complaint?”

“It was a calculated risk, Laura. I had this feeling about you. Plus I have been totally infatuated with you since you interviewed. It was worth taking a chance.”

“Pretty big risk though.”

“I suppose. You complaining?”

“Not at all. This happen with other women here? I mean…making a pass?”

“No…as you may have figured out by now this is a pretty conservative outfit.”

“Yeah…I noticed the women giving me the skunk eye.”

Anna Marie laughed.

“I am sure.”

“Was this why you got me a gig with off-hours? To make a move?”

“You are perceptive, Laura. Partly I guess if the most honest answer. We did need someone to work on the filing after hours though. But once it was set up I saw the opportunity with you. Are you offended?”

“No…just curious I guess.”

“We interviewed several applicants before you, but none of them were willing to accept the 4 to midnight shift. And when you showed up…well…I just prayed I could talk you into it.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. When I came to get you to begin the interview I felt myself go wet and sticky right away. And that little “fuck me” dress of yours did not help.”

Laura laughed.

“That is exactly what my friend, Elaine, calls that outfit!”

“You used that attire to your advantage in your last job too I bet.”

Laura blushed a bit.

“Afraid so. Women have to use whatever tools they have these days.”

“I agree. Good for you!”

“And as I think back on it now I remember you taking a long, hard gander at me during the interview. Like the men did at my old job.”

Anna Marie began to laugh and could not stop for a few moments.

“Was I that obvious?”

“At the time no, but now in retrospect…especially after tonight and I can look at it all as a whole…well…yeah…”

They laughed together and just lay still and quiet, as their breathing synchronized.

“Anna Marie?”

“Yeah?”

“If this is too personal just say so…but you said the company is pretty conservative as a whole. They have any idea about your sexual proclivities?”

“Nope. And I need to keep it that way, understand?”

Laura nodded.

“No problem. You just attracted to women?”

“For about 4 or 5 years now. It was not like I had some hideous or abusive experience with men that made me go the other way. I just woke up one day and the idea got in my brain and I could not let it go. So I tried it out just to see what it was like…and…well…that was that.”

“Like I said earlier about women just knowing what other women want sexually?”

“Not just that, but yeah that was a big part of it. Emotionally and just on a base personal level I have found better and deeper connections with women.”

“You ever consider a relationship with a co-worker before?”

“Nope. The women here are too straight-laced and staid. I could see that up front.”

Laura nodded knowing what she had meant based on the nasty looks she had received.

“I had a long-time girlfriend but it fell apart about a year ago. How about you? You have a boyfriend, Laura?”

“Um…not at the moment…just broke up with the last one actually. First one since my live-boyfriend was murdered about 2 years ago.”

“Oh my God, that’s horrible! I did not mean to pry.”

“It’s OK. It still hurts from time to time but I guess life goes on.”

Anna Marie nodded and pulled her tight as Laura sniffled.

“So what do you think?” Anna Marie asked quietly after some silence.

“You and me, you mean?”

She nodded.

“I mean if you are still interested in men, that is cool. I would live for us to have something longer-lasting and long-term, but if that is not where you are right now it is fine. Maybe just getting together from time to time is OK, too.”

Laura thought this all over.

“You know, Anna Marie, this is all very new to me, but during the evening tonight, I felt a real connection with you. It is hard being with another man after my old boyfriend was killed. Even the guy I just broke up with, though the sex was great, it was lacking. What you say about the emotional and personal connections you have had with your female partners is intriguing to me.”

“Wanna give it a try?”

“Yeah, I think so. I’m not a real one-night-stand kind of girl.”

Anna Marie smiled and said nothing not revealing that she had been that way for a long time as she tried to erase the memory of her last long-term girlfriend.

“Wonderful! We will obviously have to be very careful here at work with how we interact when there are others around.”

“But we still have the place to ourselves after hours, right?”

“We do, but that cannot impinge on your work, OK? If you can get your work done expediently—and I do not want you to rush through anything—then yes…we will have this place at our complete disposal.”

Laura nodded and smiled at her.

“Sure. The work comes first.”

“And I will continue to push to get you on full-time and into a regular 8 to 5 routine so we can have a shot at a normal life outside the office.”

“Thanks, Anna Marie.”

“I know it’s getting late, but how about we celebrate our new relationship? You up for it?”

Laura kissed her deep and hard as she used the largest dildo in Anna Marie’s collection from her desk to bring her new girlfriend to a shattering and magnificent round of orgasms. Just when Laura was sure Anna Marie had nothing more to give, she was amazed as she begged her to continue on and Laura obliged as she thrust the device in and out of her until Anna Marie was a quivering mass in front of her. It was a new day for Laura, she knew, as they dressed and straightened up both Anna Marie’s office and her own to hide any suggestion of all they had done together that night.

The odor of sex was still strong in Anna Marie’s office though and Laura hoped it would dissipate by the time the new workday began. Fortunately, it was her private office and she knew that it was rare for Anna Marie to entertain visitors or other employees, so she figured it would be safe. They kissed one last as they both grasped firmly to each other’s rears and squeezed hard before heading to their respective homes. Laura was flying high on a cloud of giddy glee and happiness not to mention the wonderful smell of Anna Marie that still clung to her as she drove.

It would indeed be a new and interesting chapter in her young life, but she could not wait to see how it would all work itself out.