WORKING RELATIONSHIP

BY

ALEX TRYST

Ebook by
PDAFiction.com

Copyright December 2003

Dedication:

To everyone who has ever had an office crush, this one is for you. And to the real Bling, don't kill me for this. I promised I wouldn't put you in any stories, so I didn't. I merely took some true happenings at our work place to make this real. However, the character Bling is about another enticing blonde from years ago, so you're safe. Too bad though. This could've have been interesting office gossip.

Comments welcome:

alextryst@hotmail.com

Now on with the show...

WORKING RELATIONSHIP

ALLIE YAWNED AS the elevator chimed alerting her to the ninth floor. The doors opened revealing the entryway of her office. The brunette's eyes were protected by her sunglasses as she went by the waiting area. The receptionist smiled at her. "Good morning, Allie. Happy birthday," the older woman greeted cordially.

The twenty-eight year old gave a nod to go with her confident grin. "Thanks. Doesn't feel like another year has gone by already."

Just then the company flirt stepped out her of office. "I thought I heard your voice, Shakespeare," she mentioned, referring to one the company's legal counsel by her nickname. Allie had gained the name from her colleagues, because the articles she wrote on the company's behalf invariably sounded better than any other from the executives.

Allie shot the petite woman a sexy smile. "Bling, how are you today?" she asked, using the special nickname she had for Juliet. She had bestowed it on the blonde a few months before because of the flashy outfits the younger woman wore around the office. She could always count on Juliet to provide her and everyone else with eye candy throughout the day.

The blonde had a habit of visiting her secluded office many times a day and taking a seat so that Allie could always see right up her short skirts. Between her visits and consistent instant messaging all day which consisted of flirtatious overtones, Allie was constantly sexual aware of the blonde. She fantasized about the woman daily, and with her choice of clothes for that day, Allie knew that streak wasn't going to be broken.

"Happy birthday, Allie," she said, taking in the brunette's outfit. "Tell me. When did the executives start allowing us to wear leather? Very nice," she mentioned, circling Allie as she perused the brunette's pants with interest.

"It's not a company policy, so don't get any ideas. It's my birthday, and I can do what I want," Allie whispered to her as she passed to head to her office.

Flipping on the lights to her office, the executive headed straight to her desk to get to business. She had major documents hanging over her head which needed to be finished that day. Taking off her coat and draping it over the back of her leather chair, she started her computer to begin. Quickly she opened up her e-mail to see what problems awaited her. It was only a moment before her IM icon was blinking, signaling an incoming message. Allie smirked to herself as she saw the ID JCRocks. Juliet was right on schedule per usual.

Clicking on the icon, Juliet's message appeared. "Hey, sexy."

"What's up, babe?" Allie typed back before going back to the e-mails.

"How was your date last night?" the blonde inquired.

"Fine," Allie responded.

"Did you sleep with her?" Juliet asked.

"Why do you want to know?"

"I'm curious, Shakespeare. Was she any good?"

Allie laughed to herself in her office at the question. Grinning she typed back, "Well, I'm curious about things too, like how good you are, but sometimes we don't get what we want, do we?"

Just then her boss, the company CEO appeared in her doorway. Quickly the brunette minimized her conversation and smiled at him. "Timothy, good morning."

"Morning, Allie. Happy birthday."

"Thanks."

"We're having a luncheon for you during our executive meeting, so keep your schedule open, because it'll be a little longer than usual." he mentioned.

"Sounds good. I look forward to it."

Before either one of them could say anything else, Juliet made an appearance. "Morning, Uncle Tim," she greeted before slipping by him into Allie's office. "Shakespeare, I need you to read over this for me quickly."

"Sure. No problem," the brunette answered, taking the paper from her and digging into her desk for a red pen.

Their boss left them alone to work. Allie began to skim over the article Juliet had handed her, but she was having a difficult time concentrating with the little blonde leaning over her desk giving her a perfect view of her cleavage. "So, tell me."

"Tell you what?" Allie asked, pretending not to know.

"About the date."

"It was fine. We went to dinner and then back to her place. It wasn't anything special. She had an early meeting."

"Did you stay?"

"Awhile."

"Does that mean you got laid?" Juliet pressed.

Looking up into hazel eyes, the brunette questioned, "Why do you care so much, Bling?"

"I just wanted to know. You don't look well-rested, so I thought maybe you had done a little pre-birthday partying."

"No. Actually, I didn't get passed first if you must to know. A little kissing and then I left."

"Why?"

"Because I'm still pining away for you," Allie teased just to see her co-worker flush. She wasn't disappointed. For all of Juliet's sexual bravado, she was still an insecure woman under it all, especially when it came to her attractiveness.

"You're just saying that. You're crazy, you know. I'm nothing compared to her, I'm sure."

"Well, you are the unanimous office hottie, Bling. I told you that. You should start believing it."

Again the little woman blushed. "I should get back. Give that back when you're finished with it. It needs to go out to a prospective employee today."

"No problem, cutie." With a smile Juliet turned to go. Allie eyed her. Just as the smaller woman got to the door, she looked over her shoulder to make sure the brunette was watching. The twenty-eight year old didn't disappoint.

Going back to her own work, Allie tried to focus on what Juliet had set in front of her. However she was bothered again by a knock on her door. "Happy birthday, Allie," another co-worker greeted.

"Thanks, J. Lo," the tall brunette answered to her friend, Jennifer. She had given the brunette from the Bronx the nickname even though she looked nothing like her namesake. She still had the edgy New York attitude that more than made up for it.

Jennifer smiled conspiratorially. "I guess you saw what Juliet looked like today."

"Oh yeah. What's up with that? Not that I mind but she's got some nerve coming in her dressed like that. I'm surprised Timothy hasn't said something to her."

Jennifer laughed. "Seriously, I don't know what you see in her."

"That's easy. She's shy and naive under all the false pretense. I want to be the one to ruin all that by educating her," Allie answered.

The brunette rolled her eyes. "She's not worth it. I'm telling you she's psycho. She's going to latch on to you and never let go again if you let her. You heard what she did with her last boyfriend, didn't you? She finally gave in and at least gave him a blow job a couple of months back, and he dropped her. She flipped. I had to hear about it for days, and then she went and stalked the poor guy. She's too young and immature. Don't get involved with her. It will ruin you."

Allie brushed it off with a wave of her hand. "Don't worry about me. The day I fuck her is the day hell freezes over. I'm never going to get under that skirt even as much as I want to."

"I don't know. She's working you pretty hard, Allie. I've heard all about the instant messaging."

"She told you about that?" the brunette inquired in concern. It was bad enough they were doing that on company time, but with Allie being an executive, it could be misconstrued as sexual harassment.

"Yeah, so you better keep your hands off that keyboard and off her. I would hate for something to happen to you."

"Thanks for the warning."

"Welcome."

When she was alone again, Allie took an anxious breath. She took small comfort in the fact that her ID was not easily recognizable, but she still was concerned at Jennifer's warning. The company would be able to trace all their conversations back to her computer if they truly wanted. Juliet had the power to get people fired. She was the Director of the Human Resources, but more than that she was the CEO's niece and had taken particular interest in Allie when the blonde had been home for summer breaks from college. Now she had been working at the company since her graduation, and their relationship had shifted from friendly to flirtatious. Shaking off the unease, she went back to work. However, it was only a moment before she saw Juliet instant messaging her again. She clicked it open, so she could read the note. "What are you doing tonight?"

"Nothing special. Why?"

"I'm going to a happy hour. Want to come?"

"Come with you?" Allie quipped. "What I would give to do that," she typed, ignoring Jennifer's cautioning. There was just something about the little blonde that drew her in and she couldn't help playing into it.

Juliet responded with an embarrassed face icon and "LOL, I'd like it if you did."

"All right, I'll go."

"Cool. Have you finished that letter yet?"

"No. You just gave it to me. If I could get a few minutes without you bugging me, then maybe I could get it done," the brunette teased.

"Fine. I'll leave you alone."

Allie smiled to herself and quickly typed, "We'll see how long that lasts." Then she shut down her IM to go about her projects for the day.

At lunch time the executive staff had their monthly meeting, so the attorney couldn't eat with some of the other women at the office like normal. Instead, she was stuck with all the executives, of whom she was the youngest and the only woman, going over all the final numbers of where the company stood at the end of the third quarter.

When she returned to her office after the two hour meeting, there was a present sitting on top of the desk. Curiously she picked it up and shook it. There was no hand-written note attached, just a card printed off the computer, making her wonder who it actually was from. Carefully she untied the bow and set it on the desk before quietly unwrapping the gift. When she opened the box, she had to dig a moment to find what was inside, but when her hand finally grasped something cylindrical, her eyes widen slightly. Pulling back the tissue that hid the gift from view, she started to laugh to herself. Inside the box was a leather harness and lifelike phallus. Instantly she knew who the present was from and hit her IM icon. There were only two women in the office she was good enough friends with for such a present, and she had only spoken to one of them about such a toy.

"Hey, J. Lo."

"Hey. What's up?"

"Thanks for the gift. It's awesome. Just what I wanted," Allie typed.

A question mark flashed up on screen next to Jennifer's ID followed by, "What gift?"

"The one you left on my desk."

"I didn't leave anything on your desk."

The brunette looked at her computer in confusion. "Are you just kidding me? This could only be from you."

"I'm not kidding. I have your present right here in my office. What is it?"

"Well, you better come look at it."

"K. Be right over," she responded. A few minutes later Jennifer came into the room and closed the door. "Where is the gift?" she questioned.

Allie handed it over to her. "I don't understand it. I've only talked to you about such things. If you didn't give this to me, then I don't know who did."

Jennifer looked into the box. "Oh my. This is quite a present, Shakespeare."

"You're telling me."

"Well, as much as this is something I would buy for you, I didn't."

"Then who would have given me something like this?" the attorney questioned idly. Suddenly her eyes met her friend's. "You don't think Bling would have done this, do you?"

Jennifer shrugged. "She gets embarrassed just talking about sex. Do you think she would have the guts to actually buy something like this?"

Allie shook her head. "Then who? Not a lot of people around here know about me."

"What about Liz?" Jennifer offered, speaking of another one of their co-workers.

"Maybe. She would be the only other option. I'll ask her."

Jennifer grinned. "You know, if I weren't already married to someone with the real thing, that would be a great substitute. My God. Somebody around here wants you to get laid."

Allie laughed. "Hopefully it's just Liz. She has enough gumption to buy this."

"Well, I have to get back to work. Here, by the way. Happy birthday." The brunette sat a small box on the attorney's desk.

"Thanks. You shouldn't have."

"Well, I didn't, at least not in comparison to your other gift," she teased. Allie opened the box and pulled out the crystal glass with her initials on it. "It's for your chocolate milk," Jennifer explained. They often referred to the White Russians Allie would have during happy hour by such a name, so the attorney smiled at the joke.

"Thanks. That really nice of you."

"Well, back to work. Let me know when you find out who your admirer is," she joked.

Once Allie was alone again, she decided to go find the only other person who might have given her such a racy present. Heading back to where Liz's office was, she gave a knock on the open door. "Hey, good looking. How's my Warrior Princess?" she greeted Liz. She had imparted the name on her co-worker over drinks one night when they had discovered their mutual like of the show.

"Hey. Happy birthday. Here. I got you a little something," she stated, pulling a card from her desk.

Allie opened it. "Thanks, Liz. I could really use this," she replied in reference to the gift certificate for a massage. "Listen, did you happen to leave something on my desk earlier?"

"No. I haven't been to that side of the office all day. Why?"

Allie shrugged. "Nothing. Someone just left me a gift without a card. I don't know who it's from is all."

"Sorry. I don't know."

"So, what are you doing this evening? You and the wife going out and leaving the kids with a sitter I hope."

"They are still a little young, but we've been needing some alone time. We'll have to get you to come over again soon. They just love you."

"Likewise."

"What about you? Any big birthday plans?"

"Not really. At this rate it looks like I'll be working late again. I promised Juliet I'd do happy hour with her, but I'm going to have to come back to the office after that to get this work finished. It needs to be done before Monday morning, and I'm way behind. I'll probably have to come in tomorrow too, and I hate working Saturdays."

"Doesn't sound like much fun. Although spending time with Juliet shouldn't be that bad," she tormented.

"Man, between you and J. Lo, I'm never going to live this crush down, am I?"

"Probably not. It doesn't help that she flirts with you all day long, though, does it?"

Allie shrugged. "It's a nice distraction to say the least. Well, I'll let you get back to work. Thanks again for the gift certificate. I can't wait to get a massage."

"You're welcome. Try to have a little fun tonight if you can. It is your birthday after all. You deserve a little treat today," Liz stated with a conspiratorial grin.

The attorney laughed. "I know what you're thinking, but that's never going to happen. Juliet is a tease."

"You never know."

"All right. I better leave you alone, so you can get back to your work. Lord knows I have enough of my own that I need to finish."

That afternoon at five o'clock Allie was deep into her work when there was a knock on her office door. Looking up she saw Juliet standing there with her purse slung over her shoulder. "Hey, Bling," she mumbled.

"What's wrong, Shakespeare? Why aren't you ready to go to happy hour?"

"I've got so much to do, Juliet. I probably should just stay here and work."

"But you promised," the blonde pouted.

"I know, and I'm sorry. It doesn't help that we're in the middle of a lawsuit right now. I really just need to get this done. I'm sorry. I'm sure you'll have fun without me."

Juliet gave a nod. "Sure I can't change your mind?"

"I'm sure. Thanks anyway. Drink a few for me."

"All right. You know where I'll be if you want to join me later?"

"Yeah. Now go on. Go have fun. I'll see you Monday."

The little blonde nodded. "Good night, Allie. Happy birthday."

"Good night."

Over the course of the next hour almost everyone stopped in to wish her a happy birthday once more before leaving the office that day, but by six almost everyone was gone. Timothy was the last one to stop in on her that evening. "You're still here, Allie? I thought you were going out with Juliet after work."

"I have things to do," she mentioned. He nodded but stood there another moment. Seeing him deliberating something, she asked, "Is there something else?"

"I know I probably shouldn't say this, but Juliet is my niece," he began.

The brunette shrugged her shoulders, hoping he wasn't going to say anything about her behavior toward the younger woman. "What's there to say, Timothy?"

"She likes you. She really likes you. I can tell, and I think you know it too." Allie shrugged noncommittally. "Look, Allie, that's none of my business. It's not for me to know or wonder who you date and such, but when it comes to Juliet, I am protective. I don't want her to get hurt. She's only twenty-two."

"I know that."

He nodded. "Just keep it low profile, okay? You're an executive, and we have a policy against that. I don't want a scene of any kind."

"There won't be one from me."

"Good. I'm glad we understand each other. Don't stay too late."

"I won't."

Smiling at her he said, "Happy birthday, Allie. See you Monday."

"All right. Drive safely. It's starting to get nasty out there," she said, looking out her window. A fall storm had started, making the six o'clock hour seem like midnight.

"You too. Set the alarm before you leave, will you?"

"No problem."

Once Allie knew she was really alone, she turned on her radio and went back to work. Thunder rolled and lighting crashed as the sound of wind whipped through the trees outside, but the attorney was too focused on her business to notice. Instead, she just continued to prep for the upcoming court appearance in regards to the company's lawsuit as she listened to the songs on the stereo.

However, after a few hours had passed, the brunette's attention began to wane. She looked at the clock on her computer. It read almost nine. Leaning back in her chair, Allie let her gaze move to the large gift box sitting on the corner of her desk. She never found out who had given her the risqué present. Curiously she pulled it out of the box to look at it closer. Her hand ran over the length of the shaft lazily as her mind wandered. Instantly a certain long-haired blonde came to mind.

Allie sighed as thoughts of Juliet flood her brain. A scenario began to take hold in which she finally got to touch the woman who had occupied every vacant moment of her day and night. She thought she had tried to hide her feelings better, but her boss, Juliet's uncle had figured it out anyway. Closing her eyes, the brunette fantasized about using her new toy on the twenty-two year old. Her hands continued to caress the phallus but at a quicker pace. In her mind she was just about to penetrate the smaller woman when there was a sudden knocking on her office door.

Allie screamed as she jumped from her chair and turned toward the sound. Her breathing was erratic as she tried to calm her racing heart. "Jesus fucking Christ! You scared the hell out of me, Bling!" she yelled, seeing the younger woman standing there. Juliet was drenched from the weather. Quickly Allie tossed her gift back into its box to try to hide it.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I was just on my way home, and as I drove by I saw your light on from the street. Why are you still here?"

"I was working. I'm almost finished, though. Why are you here?"

"To convince you to stop working. You've been here thirteen hours today already. It's your birthday. Take a break," she suggested, moving into the room. She came to Allie's side of the desk and sat on the large piece of oak furniture. Instinctually the brunette's eyes roamed over the blonde's naked wet legs up passed her tiny skirt, pausing at her breasts before meeting hazel eyes.

Juliet smiled at her before moving her gaze to the box. Her hand reached in and pulled the sex toy from its hiding place. "So, you like your present?" she inquired as her small hands roamed over it.

"You?" Allie questioned in genuine surprise. Her eyes were mesmerized at the sight of petite hands stroking the phallus. The younger woman only flushed in response. "I can't believe it. I never would have thought you would have enough nerve to go buy something like this."

Juliet shrugged. "I didn't. My roommate ordered it online for me," she admitted with a blush. "I couldn't even do that myself."

"Then why give it to me? Do you even know what kind of message you are sending with such a gift?" the attorney asked, thinking Juliet was more naive than she first estimated.

Juliet couldn't even meet Allie's eyes, but the petite woman softly and hesitantly answered, "Hopefully the right one."

Silence prevailed for a moment as the attorney's heart pounded loudly. Shyly hazel eyes met her own. However, she wasn't quite sure what to say in response, so she merely laid her hand experimentally on the younger woman's wet bare knee. Instantly she heard Juliet's breathing catch. Gently she stroked the soft skin for a moment as she kept eye contact with the younger woman. Slowly Allie let her hand trail higher up the blonde's leg, tenderly caressing as she went until she reached the hem of Juliet's skirt. Neither of them said a word.

Allie knew that she was crossing into dangerous territory by being even that close to Juliet, but she was overpowered by the younger woman's wiles. She needed to touch the blonde in ways she had never needed to touch anyone. Tentatively she let the tips of her fingers slip under the hem of her co-worker's skirt. Juliet trembled. Leaning toward the blonde's ear, Allie whispered, "You're shivering. Are you cold?" The human resources director managed to shake her head lightly. "Do you want me to stop?"

"No," the blonde breathlessly replied.

"I will if you ask me to. I would never force you, Juliet," the taller woman whispered as her mouth closed over the skin of the blonde's neck just under her ear. Allie groaned wantonly when she heard the twenty-two year old gasp and instinctively clutch her shoulders. "Just say the word, and I'll stop," the brunette murmured against the small ear before biting lightly on the lobe. The only response was a whimper. Moving her mouth methodically down the petite woman's jaw line, the brunette let her hands take control once again. Cupping the back of the wet blonde head with her left, her right slid higher up the younger woman's thigh. A small cry welcomed her arrival when she reached her goal.

"Oh God," Juliet whimpered at the feeling of Allie's hand lightly palming the treasure about which they had both fantasized.

Feeling the excitement but also hesitance building in the blonde, Allie moved her mouth close to her co-worker's. "Kiss me, Juliet," she demanded softly.

Immediately the blonde took the direction, and their lips met ferociously. Allie let Juliet have the lead for the moment, allowing her to feel the power of her own passion as the kiss continued in torrid intensity. Their tongues wrestled heatedly. Unable to wait any longer, the attorney slipped her hand under the last piece of fabric that separated her from her prize.

Both of them moaned, but Juliet broke their kiss. "Wait," she panted.

As promised Allie pulled back and looked at the blonde sympathetically. "What is it, Juliet? Do you want me to stop?"

The petite woman shook her head. "It's just... it's just so much... I feel so much at once," she tried to state.

Allie nodded in reassurance. "It's okay. I'll take it slower," she mumbled removing her hand from its new home. She placed it on the blonde's side and leaned to her again. For several minutes they simply exchanged kisses, but as Allie's ardor began to grow, her hands became active once more. Slowly they went to the buttons on Juliet's drenched blouse and began to slip each one from its hole until the shirt was completely open. The blonde's breathing indicated her approval of the gesture. Sensing this route was better for the younger woman, Allie decided to move at a pace that would be comfortable for the blonde. Maneuvering her taller frame between the little woman's legs, the older woman ducked her head once again into Juliet's neck. This time the blonde's arms came around her neck as her thighs clenched against Allie's hips. The attorney's hands peeled the wet garment off her co-worker's shoulders and dropped it onto the ground. Immediately her fingers went to the clasp on the blonde's bra and gently opened it. That wet material was also disposed of onto the office floor.

Allie paused in her momentum and pulled back slightly a moment just to make sure Juliet was still all right with the events. The younger woman's arms slipped off her shoulders as she modestly tried to cover herself for a moment. Seeing the slight flush rise to the director's cheeks, the attorney consoling whispered, "It's okay, Juliet. You don't have to hide yourself."

"I'm sorry. I'm just not as big as some women," she explained.

Taking the blonde's hands, Allie pulled them out of the way, so she could view Juliet unobstructed. "You're perfect for you. Don't ever think otherwise, Juliet. You're beautiful, and I like you just as you are," the older woman assured. Leaning to the blonde's ear, her hands moved to the tiny bare waist as she continued, "And I'm going to make you feel so good. I promise."

Kissing a trail down the right side of Juliet's neck, Allie tenderly cupped both of the smaller woman's breasts in her hands. They responded instinctually to the faint touch. Feeling Juliet's back intuitively arch toward her, she ducked her head down into the fair woman's cleavage. Juliet grasped at the back of the brunette's head as Allie adorned first the left and then the right breast with intimate attention. Feeling the blonde tugging at her shirt, Allie raised her head slightly.

Figuring that Juliet was too shy to give instructions, she guessed, "Did you want me to take off my shirt?"

"Yes. I want to feel you," the younger woman breathlessly replied.

With a nod the tall brunette pulled her shirt over her head and dropped in into the pile on the ground. Her bra followed, and then she was quickly back where she had vacated moments previous. Petite hands reached between their bodies. Allie felt Juliet's fingers trace over her stomach and heard the smaller woman groan.

"Do you like that?" the twenty-eight year old asked.

"I can't believe you have a six pack. It's perfect," Juliet managed to respond.

"Well, I'm glad you think so," the attorney answered as her hands moved to the zipper on the miniskirt. It was open within seconds, and she pushed it along with everything under it down the petite woman's legs until it fell onto the floor on their own accord, leaving Juliet completely naked. Feeling nervous fingers fumbling at her belt buckle, Allie assisted in easing it open, but she allowed Juliet to shed her of the rest of her clothes.

When both of them were naked, Allie brought Juliet into a tighter embrace, so they could feel each other's bodies. The blonde moaned into the attorney's mouth. "I... I want you, Allie," Juliet muttered, her words tumbling over themselves.

"How do you want me? Do you want me to use this?" she questioned holding up her birthday present. The younger woman could only nod. "All right but it's my birthday. May I have my cake and eat it too?" she asked. "I really want to taste you."

"God. Please," the smaller woman begged as Allie's right hand moved toward its target once again. Her fingers skillfully teased Juliet as she kissed her way down the fair lithe frame. "Lay back, Juliet. Let me give you pleasure," the older woman suggested as she kissed the top of her lover's thighs. The blonde did as she was told.

Allie paused a moment to gaze over the beauty stretched out over her desk. The younger woman's long wet hair was splayed across her papers, but the attorney ceased to care. She had always fantasized about having Juliet this way, but the blonde was even lovelier now than in any creation of her mind. Leaning down to her trophy, she slowly let her mouth close over the wetness. Juliet cried out instantly and put her hands on the brunette's head. Taking that as a sign of her consent, Allie began to explore the wonders of her lover's body. She groaned loudly as she soon realized how responsive her partner was to her attentions. Minutes passed as they both reveled in the feeling of finally being this close to each other.

However, as they began to near the pinnacle of the blonde's release, Juliet begged, "Please, Allie, please."

Not understanding the vague direction, the brunette inquired, "Please what? Tell me, Juliet, and I'll give it to you. Tell me what you need."

"You...inside," came the strangled reply.

Allie paused for a second as she took in the request. She knew if she did as the blonde asked, there truly was no going back to the way things were. Leaning up toward her lover's mouth, Allie kissed the blonde passionately. Juliet responded in kind, clinging to the attorney's bare back anxiously. Knowing she couldn't deny the younger woman anything, Allie carefully entered her.

Juliet grunted at the invasion and pulled the brunette closer. After only a second though, the shorter woman's hips began to rock faster. The older woman kept perfect pace until she felt spasms skittering through the blonde as Juliet gripped her body tightly and pulled her as close as she could. Allie simply stilled her movements and allowed Juliet a minute to bask in her pleasure. However, when hazel eyes opened and focused on her, the attorney gaze a dazzling smile.

"Now I think you're ready for this gift you gave me," she whispered pulling away enough to put it on. Small hands assisted the process. When it was ready, their gaze met. Allie saw complete trust in Juliet's eyes. "I don't want to hurt you, so if it's uncomfortable you have to tell me. Okay?" the attorney said tucking an errant strand of blonde hair behind Juliet's ear. The little woman nodded.

Gently pushing the younger woman back down against the desk, Allie covered the smaller body with her own. Tenderly she opened her lover's legs enough to accommodate her body. She knew that the phallus was rather large in comparison to Juliet's size, so she was concerned, but knowing it was what the blonde wanted, she proceeded with caution. Bringing the tip of it up to the blonde's entrance, she slowly started to penetrate.

Instantly Juliet gasped as her brows crinkled in discomfort. "Relax, baby. Take deep breaths and relax your muscles. That's the only way this is going to work," Allie coached. She waited until the blonde did as she instructed before trying again. The petite woman panted, but it was clear she was in distress. "It might just be too big for you right now, baby. We don't have to do this if it hurts this much," Allie tried to reassure her.

Juliet shook her head adamantly. "No. Don't stop. I want you," she pleaded.

"You have me, all of me. You don't have to do this."

"I want to. Please, Allie," she implored.

Knowing that this was what Juliet truly desired, Allie forged ahead sinking the rest of the phallus into her lover. The blonde cried out in obvious anguish as she dug her nails into the attorney's shoulders. The older woman didn't mind though. She was more concerned about Juliet. It was several minutes of stillness before the blonde seemed to recover.

"Are you all right, sweetheart? I feel bad about doing that to you."

"I'm fine. It just hurt for a few moments," Juliet answered still taking deep breaths. "It's just so big."

"And you're so small. How are you feeling now?"

"Better. Just go slowly."

Heeding the directive Allie delicately began to move in small strokes. Every movement seemed to affect Juliet, making the brunette realize she was still sensitive from her last peak. Working at a slow gate, they moved in unison. The younger woman clung to Allie securely through the whole journey, never letting their bodies part for more than a brief second. It wasn't long before she reached the pinnacle a second time under the attorney's talents.

Silence encompassed the room as both women tried to catch their breath. The brunette closed her eyes feeling small hands idly running through her hair. The sweet innocent gesture touched her deeply. Minutes passed before, Juliet whispered the older woman's name.

Allie gazed into hazel eyes questioningly. "What is it, Juliet?" she asked, sensing some nervousness coming from her lover. She hoped this wasn't a sign of regret on the younger woman's side.

"Will you take me home and stay awhile?" meekly Juliet inquired, not quite able to meet eyes with the brunette.

Giving an assuring grin, the attorney responded, "No place I'd rather be right now than with you, Bling. Come on. Let's get dressed." Slowly Allie pulled out of Juliet and quickly discarded the toy into its box. Leaning down she retrieved the blonde's clothes and handed them to Juliet.

The little blonde smiled and flushed slightly before whispering, "I just have to use the restroom. Be right back."

Allie nodded. "Take your time. I need to close down the computer and put some things away before we go." When the attorney was alone, she quickly dressed. She couldn't believe what had just taken place on her office desk. Her fantasy about the blonde hade finally come true, except instead of feeling sated as she thought would have been the case, her body craved the smaller woman's touch again.

By the time her co-worker had returned in her wet clothes, Allie had finished her business. Quietly they moved to set the alarm and then walked to the elevators. Neither spoke about the driving arrangements. The attorney figured they would simply leave Juliet's car there and get it later, since she knew the younger woman only lived a few blocks from the office. Going out to the parking garage, Allie took the blonde gently by the arm and escorted her over to her Land Rover. Helping Juliet into the high seat, she was rewarded with a lovely smile.

Going to her own side, she threw her briefcase and present behind the driver's seat. Since she had never been to Juliet's before, Allie was unsure of what to expect. She only knew that the younger woman had two roommates and lived close to work, so she wondered what would meet their arrival. With directions being the only conversation, they made it back to Juliet's house in a few minutes. The house was dark when Allie pulled up at the curb.

"My roommates went to a party," the blonde mentioned as they got out of the car. The attorney grabbed her gift again in case the younger woman wanted to use it later and then followed Juliet's lead up the walk. Neither said anything as they went into the split level and went down to the main living area. "Would you like something to drink?"

"Only if you're having something," the taller woman replied looking around curiously. The decor of the house reminded her of how young her counterpart truly was. The blonde was hardly removed from the college scene.

"What would you like? Beer? Vodka? What do you like to drink?" Juliet asked. They had never had the opportunity to drink socially together before, so she didn't know what the older woman's preferences were.

"Do you have any tequila?" Allie inquired.

Juliet nodded and got a bottle out of her liquor cabinet. "What do you want with it?"

"Nothing. Straight is fine by me."

The petite woman nodded, suddenly feeling nervous again. "Well, um, I'm just going to go change clothes," she mentioned trying to step by the attorney.

However, Allie put an arm around her waist to stop her. Pulling the blonde to her, so Juliet's back was pressed firmly against her, the older woman leaned down to her ear. "I have a better idea," she whispered. Instantly Juliet shivered. "Why don't we both have a shot of tequila, and then I can help you with those clothes? Maybe give you a shower, so you don't catch a cold? How does that sound?"

"Uh, okay," Juliet stuttered.

Sensing some hesitancy on the blonde's part, Allie wondered what was going on in her companion's mind. "We don't have to do that if you don't want, Bling. It was just a suggestion."

The younger woman nodded. "Will you excuse me? I just need to go to the bathroom a minute."

"Of course," Allie answered letting the blonde go. Juliet scurried from the room so quickly it left the attorney with doubts about the remainder of the evening. She hadn't seen the timid girl side of Juliet before, even though she had been told it existed. Figuring she had blown her chance to be with the woman of her nightly dreams, Allie sighed dejectedly. Opening the bottle of tequila that had been placed in her grasp, she looked in the cabinets for a glass. When she found one, she poured herself a generous amount and chugged it in a large swallow before pouring herself a second round. By the time she heard Juliet enter the kitchen again, a fourth of the bottle was empty.

"Whoa. You're downing that awfully quickly," the younger woman mentioned.

"Yeah. Sorry. I'll buy you another bottle. I was just thirsty," the attorney stated, seeing Juliet standing there in a pair of flannel pajama pants and a tiny tank top.

"I'm not worried about getting another bottle, Allie." An awkward moment passed between them before Juliet asked, "Would you like a tour of the house?"

"Sure." The taller woman set the bottle aside, knowing if she didn't stop drinking, she would be stuck in this uncomfortable position that much longer. She followed Juliet through the two-story house, finishing the tour with the blonde's bedroom upstairs.

"Would you like to sit?" the younger woman asked, gesturing toward the queen bed. Deciding just to see what might happen, Allie nodded and took the offered position, kicking off her dress shoes as she went. Juliet took a tentative seat next to her and reached for the remote on the night stand. Neither said anything as Juliet flipped through the channels. "Why is nothing ever on Friday nights?" rhetorically she inquired. "How about a movie?"

"That's fine if it's what you want," Allie replied.

Juliet rose from the bed and pulled a movie from her collection. Putting it in the DVD, she pressed the play button and returned to the bed. Allie feigned interest even though she was curious to know why Juliet was acting so distant. After about fifteen minutes, decided to make a move to see what the reaction would be. Turning over onto her side facing Juliet, she slowly reached over and placed her hand on the blonde's arm. Even though hazel eyes didn't gaze at her, Allie could see that she was getting a reaction by the sudden pounding of Juliet's pulse in her neck. Seeing that, the brunette leaned over and gently began to nuzzle the blonde's long hair before kissing her on the ear. She heard Juliet give a small gasp. Unable to stop the attorney persisted, moving her mouth over the blonde's. Juliet and Allie both moaned.

The movie was forgotten as they tenderly explored each other on the outside of their clothes. However, insatiable to her needs, Allie slipped her left hand under the waistband of the flannel sleeping pants. Juliet cried out lightly but quickly whispered, "Allie, wait, no."

The brunette stopped her quest but looked quizzically into hazel eyes. "Juliet, is something wrong?"

The blonde shook her head. "I just..."

"Just what? Whatever it is, you can tell me."

"I can't tell you this."

"Of course you can. You can say anything to me. Juliet, why are you suddenly acting this way? Have I done something? Are you unhappy with me? Did I not give you what you wanted?"

The petite woman shook her head. "It's nothing you did."

"Then what?"

Juliet turned on her side, so they were spooned together. Almost inaudibly the younger woman mumbled, "You're the first."

"What?" Allie asked not hearing her clearly.

"I said you were my first, Allie."

"I suspected as much," the brunette softly said pulling the small woman closer. "There's nothing wrong with that. I'm honored that you felt safe with me. Is that what is bothering you?"

Juliet shook her head. "I'm sore," she admitted.

"I'm not surprised. You might have done too much too fast, baby. Did I tear you? Are you bleeding?"

"A little," she responded, obviously embarrassed to admit it.

"Oh, sweetie, I'm so sorry. I was too rough."

"No. I asked you to do it. It's not your fault. I just hurt, but I don't want you to leave," she confessed as tears came to her eyes.

"Juliet, I won't leave. I want to be with you even if we can't be together like that for awhile. I promise you. I won't try to touch you there again unless you ask me to. All right?" Allie offered hoping to appease the woman that meant so much to her.

Wet hazel eyes looked up at the brunette's. Juliet smiled. "Thank you, Allie."

The attorney returned the smile and then quietly asked, "Would it be okay to kiss you now?"

The younger woman turned onto her back and wrapped her arms around the taller woman's neck. Lightly she ran her fingers through dark hair. Nodding her head in answer to the question, she pulled Allie down for a soft kiss. Then they went back to watching their movie in silence.

As the night became later, Juliet and Allie could hear the blonde's roommates arrive back at home. Each one of them knocked on the blonde's door and then entered the room. If they were surprised to see Allie there, they did not show it as they casually talked to Juliet and then bid her a good night.

After a second movie the attorney noticed that it was after one in the morning. Her lover was curled into her obviously sleepy. Wondering if Juliet would want her to stay, the older woman inquired, "Bling, you look awfully tired. Would you like to go to bed?"

The blonde nodded. "But I don't want you to leave," came the drowsy reply.

"Then I'll stay if you'd like, but I didn't want to just assume you wanted me to."

Juliet gave another nod. "Stay here with me, Allie," she mumbled.

"All right. Just let me go to the bathroom. I'll be right back." The taller woman extricated herself carefully from the almost sleeping woman and went across the hall to the bathroom. By the time she returned Juliet was slumbering. Not knowing what else to do with her clothes, Allie laid all of them across the only chair in the room, leaving her completely naked. Then she gingerly maneuvered the younger woman under the covers and climbed in next to her. Instantly Juliet wrapped herself around Allie, even in her state of sleep. Chuckling to herself, the brunette whispered, "Sweet dreams, my Juliet. Thank you for making my wishes come true." The blonde only smiled in her sleep and curled up closer.

The following morning Allie's eyes opened early. At first she was disoriented, because she wasn't in her own bed. However, when she felt arms around her, she turned over to find her favorite hazel eyes gazing fondly upon her. "Good morning. Happy belated birthday," Juliet greeted with a shy smile.

Allie grinned sexily as she cupped the blonde's fair cheek. "Good morning, my fair Juliet. How are you this morning?"

She shrugged and blushed lightly. "I thought I was still dreaming when I awoke and found you here."

"Are you feeling any better physically?" A nod answered the question. "Well, in that case, do I get a morning kiss?" Juliet leaned to her and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. Laughing lightly Allie mentioned, "Perhaps I should show you what I mean by a morning kiss. That isn't going to cut it." Taking the blonde in her arms, the older woman kissed her with all the passion that had built during the night. Juliet responded in kind, pulling Allie tightly against her and rolling them both over, so the blonde was on her back with the attorney between her thighs.

Immediately Allie began to grapple with the tank top Juliet was wearing. It quickly was discarded, so the attorney could get to the treasures beneath. As she began to kiss her way down the blonde's neck and over the contour of her left breast, Allie felt the familiar tingle of small hands on her bare neck, lovingly rubbing through her hair and over her shoulders. The tenderness of the gesture still affected her with a freshness of the first time. Knowing that she had made a pledge the night before not to venture anywhere lower without Juliet's entreaty, the attorney simply adored the softness of the woman under her regardless of how much she wanted to partake of the ecstasy of this woman.

However, it wasn't too long before Juliet's hips began to rock against hers in primitive intuition seeking the crescendo of pleasure. Even this though didn't sway Allie from her promise. She wanted the blonde to know she kept her word until the end, so they frantically groped each other until Juliet finally begged, "Please, Allie. Touch me."

"Are you sure?" the attorney asked, not wanting to hurt the precious woman again.

"Yes. Please. I need you."

Immediately Allie complied uniting them in the way they both desired. The brunette could tell her lover was still sensitive from the previous night but only to the point that enhanced her enjoyment. Holding each other they moved in flawless time, frames melding together as if their hearts could meet if they only pressed closer. As the vertex of their ardor enfolded them, both of them took solace in the other's embrace. Stillness followed. Allie laid there in the arms the woman she revered and found comfort in Juliet's fingers idly tracing along her back.

Allie was just starting to drift again when she heard her lover's melodious voice calling her name. "Allie, Allie, are you awake?"

"Um hum." The brunette smiled when she felt supple lips kiss her ear.

"I love you, Allie," Juliet murmured quietly. Instantly the attorney felt her heart stop. No woman had ever said those words to her before, and furthermore she had never expected them from the blonde. Unable to contrive any sort of reply, she merely lifted her head and looked down into her lover's eyes. In only a moment hazel eyes began to tear. "I shouldn't have said that," the younger woman admonished herself, breaking their gaze as the frequent blush rose to her cheeks.

"No, wait, Juliet. Don't be like that," Allie requested, bringing her hand to a fair cheek. She forced Juliet's eyes back to her own. "I know that you love me. I just can't believe you actually said it," she admitted. The younger woman tried to break their eye contact again, obviously abashed, but the attorney wouldn't let her. "Juliet, don't. There is something I want to tell you. Yesterday you asked me how my date went on Thursday night, if I had slept with her, and I said no, because she had an early meeting. Well, that wasn't exactly the truth."

"What do you mean? You lied to me?" the blonde challenged in anger. "Why would you do that to me?"

"No. I didn't sleep with her, Juliet. That is the truth. It's the reason why that was untrue. I could have, but I didn't want to," Allie stated slowly.

"Why?" curiously Juliet questioned.

Holding a confidence gaze with her lover, the brunette answered, "Because she wasn't you. I've adored you since the moment I saw you all those years ago. I still remember that first day you started working there when you were just eighteen and helping out for the summer. I had just started there myself and was tormented by you. I've been that way ever since until yesterday when my dreaming finally became a reality."

Juliet nodded and laughed lightly. "From the first time I saw you give that lopsided cocky grin of yours, I have longed for you," the younger woman confessed. Allie gave her the exact smile she was referencing. "That's the one," Juliet stated touching the attorney on the face. For a moment they just looked at each other, but the blonde's smile slowly faded.

Seeing a frown develop, the older woman asked in concern, "What wrong?"

"There is something I haven't told you."

"What's that?"

"I'm leaving the company."

"What? When?"

"At the end of the year. My last day is the Friday before Christmas. I was offered a position down in Texas."

"Doing what?"

"Working for a large marketing firm. It's what I thought I wanted. Uncle Time has helped me so much, but I'm not meant to stay here. At least I thought I wasn't until now. Now I don't know what I want other than you."

Allie gave a modest smile for the first time since they had known each other. "Juliet, I am flattered, truly I am. However, you're only twenty-two. You must follow your dreams now while you can. I'm twenty-eight, and I'm settled in my career. I am exactly where I want to be, and in a few short years here, I'm going to buy into the partnership. I'm the only executive that isn't a partner. I've made my intentions clear to the other executives that I want to do that, and each of them is willing to sell me some of their interest. Timothy isn't going to want both of us working there anyway with this new aspect of our relationship."

"Uncle Tim knows about us? How?"

Allie shrugged. "Apparently we weren't fooling anyone but ourselves. Timothy spoke to me about it yesterday. He's all for us being happy. Does he know you're leaving?"

"Yeah. He's the only one I've told though."

The attorney nodded. "He must be fairly intuitive then. I think he knew something was about to happen between us."

"I don't want to leave you, Allie."

"I'll always be here, Juliet. You know where to find me, and we can still chat all the time."

"Will you come visit? I mean will we still be this close? I don't want to lose you now that I've gotten you."

"Of course I'll visit you. I'm here with you now and always, Juliet. You're my Bling."

The blonde smiled. "You know, you did promise to tell me someday exactly what you meant by that nickname. I think now is a good a time as any."

The brunette shrugged. "Well, you know what bling means. It's a flashy piece of jewelry, and I call you Bling, because I always secretly hoped that you would adorn me with your radiance."

The younger woman laughed heartily. "Oh God. What cheese. I shouldn't have asked."

"Oh, you love it," Allie bantered tickling her lover in the side lightly.

Smiling Juliet replied, "I do love it, and I love you, Allie."

"I love you too, my fair Juliet."

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