Breakfast With Amelia

By Mavis Applewater

yomavis@email.com

March 2003

Disclaimers. Yes, I know who they look like and trust me it isn’t them. The characters and story are the sole possession of the author and may not be reproduced, posted or sold without the author’s permission. So there! If for any reason, real or imagined you are uncomfortable with graphic descriptions of two consenting adult women in a loving, sexual relationship then do not read this story or anything else I have ever written. If for any reason it is illegal to view this material then please leave and don’t come back until it is no longer a crime for you to read my work. What food group do Pop Tarts fall under?

A very special thanks goes out to my beta reader Mary.

This one is for Stormy. I offer you this little ditty hoping that it will keep a smile on your face until you are safely home again.

*****

Reyna adjusted her cap as she mentally prepared herself before stepping into the small café. She shouldered her gear bag knowing that her sudden appearance would cause concern. She pushed open the glass door and was greeted by gentle chiming from the tiny brass Indian bells that were hanging from the door. Thankfully the café was almost empty with the exception of Dawn the tall dark haired waitress who was chatting with a small elderly woman at one of the tables.

It wasn’t uncommon to find the brunette sitting with a patron rather than cleaning or actually waiting on customers. Dawn was one of the strays that she and Stephan had adopted over the years. Dawn’s vibrant blue eyes lit up as Reyna strolled inside wearing her neatly pressed dress whites. Reyna flashed the tall brunette a shy smile as she felt her heart beating just a little faster. The small blonde’s gaze drifted to the small white haired woman dressed in a rumpled floral shirt and cargo pants. The elderly woman’s eyes twinkled with delight as Reyna nervously stood in the entryway. There was something about this woman that seemed familiar to Reyna, yet she couldn’t quite grasp where she had seen her before.

"Hey sailor," Dawn’s eager greeting brought her out of her musings. "What you doing here? I didn’t know you had shore leave coming up?"

Dawn crossed the room quickly. The beads she had woven into her long dark hair jangled as she wrapped her arms around the small blonde. Reyna felt a familiar pang as Dawn engulfed her in a warm hug. Reyna quickly stepped out of the taller woman’s embrace. Her emerald eyes quickly darted around the room in a futile effort to mask her discomfort.

"Still not a hugger?" Dawn teased her with a wink. "Pity."

"Where is Stephan?" Reyna quickly inquired as she stepped further into the restaurant and tossed her bag onto one of the empty tables.

Her question was answered as her husband stepped out from the kitchen area. "Reyna?" He greeted her with his crisp British accent. Reyna smiled as she took in his attire. He was wearing a floral blouse and slacks. "What do you think?" He asked as he spun around.

"The earrings don’t quite work," she noted as she smiled.

"What?" He gasped in horror. "You gave them to me."

"No you stole them from me," Reyna chastised him.

Stephan laughed before pulling her in for a tight hug. He stepped back and looked at her for a moment. "So did you jump ship?" He inquired playfully.

"No," she laughed in response. "Unexpected leave," she shrugged trying to play it off. "Aren’t you happy to see your loving wife?"

"Always," he said with a brilliant smile. "Especially when you come home in your dress uniform. You know what that does to me. You simply must find one in my size."

Reyna didn’t miss the sad expression on Dawn’s face as she plopped down into the wooden chair and rejoined her companion who was curiously watching the scene unfold. She returned her gaze to her husband whose face had also dimmed. The blonde felt her chest tighten knowing that her husband knew why she was suddenly home. "How long?" He asked in a grim tone.

"Let’s go upstairs," she quietly informed him as she retrieved her bag.

They silently made their way through the kitchen and up the back stairs that led to their apartment. Reyna was trying to avoid talking to Stephan as she unpacked her belongings. He sat silently on the bed watching her every move. Not ready to talk about what they both knew had happened she started to look through his closet.

"So they just suddenly decided to send you on leave?" He softly inquired.

"Yes," she muttered as she looked at the dresses he had bought since her last visit. "Is this new?"

"It won’t fit you," he protested as she held it against her body. "You haven’t received a series of vaccinations lately have you?"

His voice cracked as he finally started to broach the subject that Reyna had been trying to avoid since her arrival. "Yes," she sullenly admitted. "Are you sure this won’t fit me?" She teased in an effort to change the subject.

"Yes," he fumed as she checked the label. "For the last time you are much too small to wear my clothes."

"It isn’t fair. You have such great taste in clothing," Reyna continued to tease.

"When?" He gravely inquired.

"You’ve always had great taste in clothes. I think that is why I married you," she shrugged knowing it wasn’t what he was referring to.

"Reyna," he asserted.

"Ten days," she finally informed him.

He stared at his hands as she sat down next to him on the bed. "It was nice of them to give you a little time with your family before shipping you off," he spat out in a bitter tone.

"Stephan I’m a pilot in the United States Navy," she informed him. "I have to go."

The silence seemed to engulf them as they sat there. Reyna had met Stephan when she was stationed in England and the two of them fell head over heels in love. At least at the time Reyna had thought it was love. Discovering that Stephan was a transvestite was easy. In fact seeing him dressed like a woman only added to her already growing attraction to him. When others discovered Stephan’s secret they mistakenly assumed he was gay. Truth was that Stephan just liked dressing like a woman. Unlike gay men who dress in drag, his love for women went so deep that he wanted to be like them. The truly funny thing was it was Reyna who discovered her latent homosexuality after they were married and moved to America.

They became the best of friends after they realized that their marriage was a mistake and decided to simply stay married so Stephan could stay in the country. He bought the small café near Laguna Beach and she accepted an assignment in San Diego. They could stay close and still lead separate lives. Neither of them wanted to lose the other. She knew that Stephan was terrified that she was being shipped out. The thought didn’t thrill her either, but she knew with the state of the world it would only be a matter of time before she was sent overseas.

"Where are they sending you?" He asked with a slight hint of fear.

"Don’t know," she answered him honestly as she captured his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Dawn is going to be very upset you know," he added with a heavy sigh. "She has a crush on you."

"I know," Reyna smiled.

"Why not give the girl a chance?" Stephan suggested with a playful nudge.

"Too close to home," Reyna answered him honestly. "If anyone found out I could be in trouble."

"Right about now, I’d like that," Stephan grumbled.

"Stephan," she cautioned him.

"Sorry, but the thought of my wife and best friend going off to war scares me," he confessed. "I see the way you look at her when you think that no one is watching."

"Stephan," she laughed. "Dawn is a good kid, for an over grown hippy or beatnik. What are they called these days?"

"Slackers," he laughed.

"You haven’t told her about me have you?" she asked.

"Told her what?" He teased. "No I haven’t told her that despite the fact I wear women’s clothing it is my wife that is the puff and not me."

"Puff?" Reyna laughed. "You Brits. I swear I’ll never get the lingo down. Speaking of Dawn who is her new friend? She looks familiar but I don’t recall seeing her with the usual gang of misfit’s the last time I was here."

"I’ll let Dawn introduce you," Stephan laughed heartily. "Trust me you are going to love this one."

"Why do I doubt that?" Reyna groaned.

Stephan left her alone in the bedroom as he returned downstairs to prepare for the lunch crowd. Reyna took a bath and changed into more comfortable clothing. When she entered the dinning area she found the usual gathering of strays that seemed to be drawn to them. It was quite an eclectic gathering. There was Captain John who never manned so much as a rowboat, but he did wear a child’s captain’s hat and dubbed himself "Captain John." He really took a shine to Reyna since the both of them were old salts. Then there was Baltimore Betty, who claimed to married to Howard Hughes, Jasper who was a boxer at one time in his life now the world was a bit hazy for him, Diana a tall black man who was convinced that he was Diana Ross and got very indignant when you didn’t address him as Miss. Ross, Frank who was a young stock broker who just seemed to be drawn to quirky crowd, Dawn who only wore tie dyed shirts and peasant skirts she made herself, Dawn’s new mystery friend, her husband Stephan and herself. Most of the happy little gang was unable to pay for food since in reality they lived on the beach. But Stephan took them in and accepted each and every one of them for whom they claimed to be.

Reyna spied the newest member of their little family hiding shyly in a corner. She went over and sat beside the elderly woman as she watched Dawn chatting with the others. "I’m Reyna by the way, I don’t think we’ve met before," Reyna offered her hand to the very tanned older woman. She was surprised by the tight grip the woman used when she shook her hand.

"Millie," the woman responded quietly seemingly uncomfortable with Reyna’s sudden attention. "You are in the Navy?" The woman finally asked after the two of them shared an uncomfortable silence.

"Yes, Ma’am, "Reyna politely responded.

"Are you a nurse or secretary?" the woman curiously inquired.

"No," Reyna curtly responded. "I’m a pilot."

Reyna understood that with the woman’s advanced years the concept was probably hard for her to grasp. She was taken aback by the woman’s brilliant smile. "Really?" Millie hurriedly inquired. "I have been away a long time."

"Have you now?" Reyna smiled as she wondered if the woman had been away in the physical sense or just psychologically. "How long have you been gone?" Reyna offered in an effort to placate the stranger.

"What year is it?" Millie inquired.

"2003," Reyna carefully supplied as she wondered if this woman was like Phil who Dawn found wandering around? Phil claimed that he had been frozen along side of Walt Disney.

"Well if that is the case then it will be sixty-six years this July," Millie offered after thinking about it.

"Really?" Reyna responded slowly as her eyes widened while the others began to shuffle out of the café.

Dawn sauntered over and plopped down next to Reyna. She placed her hand on the blonde’s shoulder. Reyna hated how touchy feely the tall crystal wearing brunette was. She would have pulled away except for the fact that she secretly enjoyed feeling Dawn’s hands on her body. "Hey you met?" Dawn exclaimed. "This is great. Did you tell her?" Dawn asked Millie. "Reyna can help you."

"Hold on," Reyna cautioned Dawn. "I’ve only just met Millie so don’t go volunteering my services for anything."

"Millie?" Dawn grumbled. "Come on tell her, you can trust Reyna even if she is in the military. She won’t tell anyone."

"Dawn I don’t think, Reyna is interested in my little story," Millie shyly offered. "Plus she’s just come home. I’m certain she would like to spend time with her husband."

"Yeah right," Dawn muttered as she began to drum her long fingers on the table.

Stephan watched them as he began to lock up. "No this won’t do," Dawn finally blurted out. "Reyna has a small plane and she can take you around."

"Dawn?" Reyna laughed. "Hey how about chilling out for a second and maybe giving Stephan a hand?"

"But Reyna you don’t know who this is?" Dawn whined as she pointed to the cautious looking Millie. "Reyna this is Amelia Earhart."

"Of course she is," Reyna responded in a condescending tone.

"She is," Dawn, protested.

"I believe you," Reyna lied. "Now would you give Stephan a hand so he and I can spend some time together?"

"You don’t believe me," Dawn pouted as she stomped off and began to clean up.

"She is very excitable isn’t she?" Millie noted.

"To say the least," Reyna sighed as she watched the brunette moving around griping that no one believed her.

"She is telling you the truth," Millie offered in a hushed tone.

"Of course she is," Reyna said accepting that this kind looking woman really thought she was Amelia Earhart. "And I must say you are looking well," She gently offered. "Since you’re a hundred and six." She muttered under her breath.

"Not until July," Millie corrected her.

Reyna’s head snapped around as she gaped at the woman. She couldn’t understand how she had heard her? "How did you know my age?" Millie asked.

"I’m a big fan," Reyna carefully responded praying that her new friend wasn’t dangerous. "In fact I had your poster hanging in my bedroom from the time I was a little girl."

"My poster? You mean like some pin-up girl?" Millie grimaced. "I don’t think I care for that? Must have been G.W’s doing. I swear that man could promote anything."

"G.W right," Reyna groaned. "Your husband."

"You don’t have to believe me," Millie chuckled. "In fact I’d fair much better if no one believed me. I just don’t understand why people would still remember me?"

"Excuse me?" Reyna spat out. She peered closely at the woman sitting beside her and had to admit there was a striking resemblance to the woman’s whose face had been plastered all over her childhood bedroom. Still she didn’t believe that she was the aviatrix who had vanished in 1937. Reyna was willing to play along but if this nut job started saying anything against her childhood heroine she was going to deck her.

"You seem upset?" Millie gently inquired.

"Not at all," Reyna brushed aside her anger. "Just surprised. Why wouldn’t you still be remembered? You were one the greatest aviatrix’s of all time. You were first woman to . . ."

"Please stop," Millie cut her off. "I may have been the first to complete a solo flight across the Atlantic, but there were so many women before me and during my time who were so much better pilots than I ever was. I just had the press on my side. Of course I used them as well to encourage more women to get involved with aviation."

Reyna sat there in a stunned silence before she excused herself and went in search of Dawn and Stephan. Reyna had tried to play along with the deranged elderly woman assuming she would boast and brag about her adventures in the sky. When she chastised Reyna with the truth it threw the blonde for a loop. She found her husband and the quirky waitress bustling around the kitchen. "Excuse me ladies," Reyna announced.

Dawn beamed as she bounced over towards the blonde. "Did Millie tell you about why she is here?" She asked excitedly.

"Dawn you do know that she really isn’t Amelia Earhart don’t you?" Reyna carefully inquired as Dawn looked down at her in exasperation.

"But she is," Dawn protested.

"Dawn it isn’t possible," Reyna wearily tried to explain.

"Why not?" Dawn pushed. "Look I know that since I showed up on your doorstep that I’ve been wrong about one or two things. Like thinking that Pete really did know where Jimmy Hoffa was buried, and sending you that naked picture of me was way out of line. Just this once, please, trust me. No one knows what happened to Amelia Earhart, Why is it so hard to believe that she is sitting in the dinning room?"

Reyna’s mouth hung open. She snapped it shut and collected her thoughts. "Fine I’ll just prove it to you," Reyna explained. "First when Amelia Earhart disappeared she was almost forty years old."

"So?" Dawn said with a shrug.

"So, that was over sixty years ago," Reyna, explained.

"Oh?" Dawn blinked with surprise.

"Now that sweet old woman out there is certainly advanced in years but she seems a little too spry to be over one hundred don’t you think?" Reyna offered hoping that the facts would speak for themselves and Dawn would drop whatever hair brained scheme she was cooking up.

"But she could be," Dawn countered.

"Fine," Reyna conceded with a groan. "I happen to be a bit of an expert on the subject. Now if I can prove to you that she isn’t who she says she is will you just agree to humor her and not get me involved with any of your crazy plans?"

"Okay. But give her a chance," Dawn gleefully exclaimed.

"I will and I have to admit she is good," Reyna agreed.

"What do you mean?" Stephan asked.

"Well it’s just that she looks a lot like her," Reyna tried to explain. "And she’s already got me on something," Stephan gave her a curious look. "I made a comment about her being one of the greatest aviatrix of her time."

"She was," Dawn fussed.

"Yes and no," Reyna reluctantly began. "She was an incredible pilot but there were other women in her day who were better. Amelia had the press and the financial backing on her side. Millie knew that."

"Ah huh!" Dawn shouted.

"It doesn’t mean anything," Reyna groaned as Dawn dragged her back out into the dinning room.

Millie watched them as Dawn kept a tight hold on Reyna’s hand as she sat the both of them down. "Millie I know you are anxious to begin your visit, but I just want to prove to Reyna that I’m right and, as usual, she is wrong," Dawn rapidly explained.

"Just here for a short while?" Reyna interrupted.

"Yes," Millie answered as her eyes twinkled. "I’m getting on in years as you well know and I just wanted one last look at what passes for the civilized world."

Reyna nodded in understanding. The woman sitting before her might not be as old as the person she claimed to be but it was more than obvious that twilight was approaching. "So how are we going to convince this young flyer I am who I claim I am?" She asked Dawn in an amused tone.

"Just let her ask you a few questions and if you get any of them wrong then so be it," Dawn explained. "But if she doesn’t you need to promise that you take that little plane of yours out and fly Millie anywhere she wants to go," Dawn directed towards Reyna.

"Agreed," Reyna accepted knowing that she would be able to trip up the elderly woman.

Millie took a sip of water from the bottle sitting in front of her on the table. "Can I ask a question before we begin?" Millie asked. Reyna nodded in agreement. "Why is all the water in bottles?"

"Because tap water is putrid," Dawn snorted with disgust.

"So the drinking supply needs to be cleaned?" Millie processed.

"Yes," Dawn confirmed. "Why?"

"It just seems so expensive?" Millie reasoned as she pointed up to the chalkboard menu. "Couldn’t you take the cost of putting clean water in bottles and use that money to clean the tap water?"

******

Both Reyna and Dawn sat up with surprise at the simplicity and reasonability of the older woman’s question.

"Anyhoo," Reyna blurted out as she redirected her attention towards Dawn. "How many questions do I get?"

"Twenty,"

"Okay, let’s start out with an easy one, when is your birthday?" Reyna tossed out.

"July 24th. I’m not saying what year," Millie happily responded.

"Fair enough," Reyna chuckled. "Where were you born?"

"My grandparents’ home in Atchison, Kansas," Millie answered.

"Any siblings?" Reyna asked knowing she was going easy on Millie since she really didn’t want to break Dawn’s heart.

"Pidge," Millie answered with a sad smile. "I’m sorry my younger sister Muriel. We called her Pidge."

Reyna’s was taken slightly aback that the woman knew both of the Earhart sister’s nicknames. "When was the first time you saw an airplane?" Reyna offered deciding it was time to make the questions a little harder.

"Let me think," Millie pondered. "I was about ten years old and it was at the Iowa State Fair."

"Was it love at first sight?" Dawn encouraged her.

"Hardly," Millie laughed. "At the time I seem to recall being more fascinated by the new peach paper hat I had bought."

"Really?" Dawn responded with disappointment.

"Really," Millie confirmed.

"Uhm what did you study in College?" Reyna cut them off.

"At first I became a nurse’s aid in Toronto," Millie explained. "After the Armistice I was pre-med at Columbia University."

Reyna chewed on her bottom lip for a moment as she tried to conjure up more obscure facts to question or trick this woman with. "Who taught you to fly?" Reyna asked.

"Oh dear sweet Neta. I’m sorry I mean Anita Snook. Now that lady was a true pioneer in flying," Millie proudly explained.

"Snook?" Dawn questioned.

"Neta, as I called her, and I got along famously right from the get go," Millie said with a brilliant smile. "She had restored a ‘Canuck’. That was an old Canadian training plane. That is one of the reasons I wanted to come here to California. We use to train out at Kinner Field near Long Beach. That July I bought my first plane. It was a prototype of the Kinner plane."

"The yellow peril," Reyna offered in an attempt to trip Millie up.

"No dear," Millie corrected her eyes seemingly lost in past memories. "The yellow peril was my roadster. After I sold the Kinner, which I called "The Canary", I bought a Kissel. I drove Mother and myself cross-country. My goodness I loved that car. People were surprised to see us driving around in it. Back then there weren’t quite so many cars. The cheerful canary color was modest in California but it was a little outspoken for Boston."

Reyna sat back in amazement as she realized that there was no way she was going to trip this woman up. Millie seemed to know just as much about her idol as she did. "I give up," the small blonde conceded.

"Wait? So soon?" Dawn asked in disbelief.

"What the hell," Reyna shrugged thinking that there were worse fates than passing through your last few days on this earth thinking you were Amelia Earhart. "I’ll make a deal with you, Millie tomorrow morning I’ll take you up in my little plane. We’ll stop and get breakfast, but I can’t fly you all over the country."

"Thank you, one last flight is more than I could ever hope for," Millie sincerely responded.

"I want to go," Dawn pleaded.

******

Reyna gave the brunette an incredulous look. "Please?" Dawn pleaded harder.

"Fine," Reyna gave in as she looked down and discovered that her fingers were still linked with Dawn’s. She instantly broke the contact and left the two women alone. She wandered upstairs and found her husband dressed in an evening gown. "That is a bit much," she dryly noted. "Oh God, do you have a date tonight?" She suddenly panicked. "I should have called."

"No I canceled," he explained. "I just wanted to see how I would look."

"Call her back," Reyna insisted.

"No," he flatly refused.

"Stephan is she someone special?" Reyna pried.

"I think so," he reluctantly admitted.

"Then call her back," Reyna pressed. "Stephan our marriage was over a long time ago, we both have other women in our lives. Wait is she cute? I could take her out?"

"Stop that," he laughed. "I want to spend time with my best friend who is shipping out to parts unknown all too soon."

"Go," Reyna demanded. "Trust me all I want to do tonight is take a walk on the beach and watch the sun set. After spending the afternoon with Miss Earhart and Dawn I am exhausted."

"How did that go?" he asked.

"Well honestly if she isn’t Amelia Earhart she should be," Reyna confessed. "I promised to take her out in the plane tomorrow morning."

"Is Dawn going?" he hedged with sly smirk.

"Like I could refuse her," Reyna groaned.

"What about you? Is there someone special in your life?" He asked.

"Not for a long time," she sadly admitted. "Now go and call your girlfriend, you look much too pretty to just be sitting around the house."

"Thank you," Stephan smiled before kissing her on the cheek.

Reyna was barefoot and her pants were rolled up to her calves as she waded in the surf. She looked up at the sky and smiled. The navy had offered everything she loved, the water and the sky. Soon the sun would set and what she treasured the most would be twinkling down upon her. When she was a little girl the stars always appeared to be so close that she was constantly trying to reach out and touch them. The navy was giving her this too. It should have happened by now, except the events of September 11, 2001 blocked it and now the recent tragedy and war would keep her away from her destination. "I’ll get there," she promised aloud she looked up at the fiery orange ball making its descent.

"Where?" A voice whispered in her ear.

"I’m going to start putting a bell on you," Reyna grumbled as she continued to watch the sun.

"You didn’t answer my question," Dawn encouraged her as she gave her a nudge.

Reyna walked away from the water and took a seat in the sand. She could see Millie wandering around the beach with a peaceful smile on her face. Dawn plopped down next to her. "Thank you for taking Millie up tomorrow," Dawn offered.

"No worries," Reyna said as she watched the sun painting the horizon.

"Thanks for letting me tag along," Dawn continued chattering as Reyna simply shrugged. "Where is Stephan?" Dawn quietly asked as she moved a little closer to the blonde.

Reyna didn’t look over at the tall brunette. She just couldn’t trust herself to look at the beautiful woman as the sun painted a romantic scene. "He’s out," Reyna offered her body shivering as she felt the other woman’s body sitting dangerously close to her. She knew that Dawn wouldn’t pry. She also knew that Dawn didn’t like the way she thought Stephan treated her. They sat there in silence as dusk took over. Reyna sighed heavily wishing she could give in and show Dawn how she really felt about her. Instead she stood and brushed the sand off of her backside and walked away.

She awoke the following morning alone. She showered and gathered up a travel bag and headed downstairs to the kitchen. She brewed herself a pot of coffee and prepared a picnic basket. Stephan looked exhausted when he sauntered through in his now ruffled gown. "Slut," she teased him. He grumbled something unintelligible before kissing her on the cheek and stumbling upstairs.

She was laughing as she answered the loud banging on the back door. She didn’t miss the scowl on Dawn’s face as she stepped past her. "Was that your husband?" Millie asked with concern.

"Yes," Reyna casually responded. "There is coffee ready, help yourself before we hit the road."

"Was he at a masquerade party?" Millie continued as she poured herself a cup of coffee.

"No," Reyna chuckled.

"I have been away along time," Millie said thoughtfully as she sipped her coffee.

Dawn was still fuming as she silently stood in the kitchen with her arms folded tightly across her chest. Reyna chose to ignore her icy stare until Millie excused herself to wash up. "Dawn?"

"He’s just getting home?" Dawn blurted out.

"It is none of your business," Reyna admonished her.

"I don’t understand, how can you let him treat you like this?" Dawn fumed.

"Again, my marriage is none of your business," Reyna tried to explain.

She watched the rapid rise and fall of the brunette’s chest as she tried to control her emotions. "Dawn I wish I could . . .," Her eyes fluttered shut as the words died on her lips. She hated that she couldn’t be honest. Thankfully Millie returned and the three of them were off.

Millie looked like a kid in a candy store as she climbed into the seat next to Reyna’s. Dawn sat in the back and brooded. "Look at all of this?" Millie gushed as her eyes looked over the instruments. The older woman was practically drooling when Reyna started the small plane and radioed for clearance.

"I promise to be a better navigator than Fred," Reyna offered with a wink as she began to taxi the airplane.

"Noonan that drunken buffoon," Millie scowled. "I take that back. Fred did a good job. It was my fault for flying out even though the weather didn’t look good. And dumping all of our gear to save on fuel was damn stupid. It has been too long," Millie moaned as they climbed higher.

Once they reached their cruising altitude Millie and Reyna shared the same blissful expression. "Too long," Millie repeated as she ran her hands along the co-pilots steering wheel.

"Millie," Reyna cautioned her.

"It is so tempting," Millie sighed as she drank in their surroundings.

"Trust me I understand," Reyna agreed.

"Does she ever let you try your hand at the wheel, Dawn?" Millie asked the brooding woman in the back.

"She’s never taken me up before," Dawn muttered bitterly.

"Really?" Millie said with surprise. "The two of you seem so close."

"Close?" Reyna stammered knowing since meeting Millie she had only spoken to Dawn in the same condescending manner she always employed.

"We’re not," Dawn explained in a sullen tone. "She thinks I’m just dumb kid."

"Dawn you are older than I am," Reyna fumed. "I don’t think you are a dumb kid. A tall child maybe, now relax and enjoy. Look out the windows isn’t it beautiful?" She offered in a lighter tone.

"It is," Dawn agreed as she leaned against Reyna’s seat. "I can finally understand why you love it so much."

"Amazing isn’t it?" Millie absently supplied. "Of course with all of these gizmos you hardly have to do anything anymore."

"Things have changed a lot," Reyna responded as she noticed the eager look in Millie’s eyes. She knew what the older woman wanted, she felt the same itch herself each time she was airborne and someone else was in control.

Soon the three of them became lost in the beauty of flying through the clouds. With each passing mile Reyna was filled with a deeper sense of peace that Millie seemed to share. "I must be insane," she whispered as she watched the older woman. It was the familiar fire in the woman’s eyes that convinced her to at least let Millie try. "Go ahead," she offered.

"Go ahead with what?" Dawn questioned as she nestled closer to Reyna.

"Are you sure?" Millie asked as she wet her lips.

"Why not?" Reyna offered knowing that she could easily regain control if anything went wrong.

"What are you doing?" Dawn asked in a panic as Reyna released the controls. The blonde smiled as Millie took over. It was slightly shaky at first but the older woman was a natural. Reyna relaxed as she kept a careful eye on Millie while she stole glances at Dawn. Reyna had only planned on letting Millie try her hand for a few moments but there was something about the way she handled the plane that gave Reyna confidence. The blonde was content in watching her two companions.

The blonde’s sense of contentment grew as her gaze lingered on Dawn’s striking profile. Being lost in the clouds wasn’t the only beauty that surrounded her. "Time to start making our descent," she reluctantly announced.

"I’m afraid you’ll have to bring us down," Millie sadly confessed. "My eyes just aren’t what they use to be. Plus my last landing left a lot to be desired."

"You can tell us all about it over breakfast," Reyna suggested as she took over the controls.

Reyna brought the plane down gracefully in an open field. "This is beautiful," Dawn exclaimed as she ran around barefoot in the grass, while Reyna placed a blanket down on the grass as the morning sunshine caressed them. "Where are we?" Dawn asked.

"Napa valley," Reyna explained as she placed out the fruit and cheese she had packed for their simple breakfast.

"I think you are right she really is a tall child," Millie explained as she carefully lowered herself down on the blanket. "It is pretty here," she noted. "Not as pretty as when I landed in that farmer’s backyard in Ireland. But with the ice and mechanical problems I was just happy to find a place to set her down."

"That is one way to describe a historic moment," Reyna laughed.

"So you’ve heard the story of my trans Atlantic flight?" Millie chuckled. "It may have been historic but I don’t think the cows I scared half to death appreciated it. Trust me I would have much preferred landing in Paris as I had planned."

"So tell me what happened on the last flight?" Reyna encouraged her as Dawn sat down to join them. She still didn’t truly believe that this woman was really Amelia Earhart, but there was something in the way she looked and sounded so much like her idol that just drew the blonde in.

Millie’s eyes grew dim as she shuddered slightly. "We lost radio contact. Both Fred and I were convinced that we would end up in the water. Not a comforting thought after you’ve left you life raft behind at the last stop," Millie sadly explained. "Fred and I made peace with God knowing in our hearts that it was over. Then I saw it. It was a small island glimmering out in the darkness that surrounded us. It wasn’t the prettiest landing I’ve ever made but by God I got us down."

"Where?" Reyna asked the question that had plagued the world for the last sixty-six years.

"Not sure," Millie confessed. "We were so far off course and that was my fault. Fred didn’t know. But it was a dangerous time and I promised. The island we landed on was at first our salvation then quickly changed into something dangerous. We were unwelcome guests."

"You were spying for the government?" Reyna blurted out. "There has always been speculation."

"No," Millie quickly denied. Reyna knew that the woman was lying.

"You were a spy?" Dawn gasped. "Now how cool is that?"

"Not as much as you think," Reyna bluntly retorted as she and Millie shared a knowing look.

"What happened to Fred?" Reyna asked as she suddenly realized that she was starting to believe Millie.

"He was killed by the Japanese," Millie gravely explained. "They questioned the both of us for days and then led us out to these pits that were to be our graves. They formed a firing squad. They must have thought they had killed both of us. But somehow I survived. A local family helped me escape and hid me until I recovered. By the time I had fully recovered and stopped running I knew that the world stopped caring what had happened to me. My family and the world had moved on, so I just moved from island to island getting a tan and learning how to fish."

"So that’s it. For the last sixty-six years while the world has been debating your fate you were off fishing?" Reyna laughed.

"I can’t explain why I needed to leave my life. I hope you never understand what I went through," Millie’s words were filled with pain and concern. "Where ever it is you are going do whatever you can to stay on course."

"That is why you are back!" Dawn shouted as she jumped to her feet. "You are back to say goodbye," The brunette ran off before Reyna could stop her.

"You are in love with her," Millie said thoughtfully.

"What?" Reyna sputtered. "Listen Millie I am a married woman," Reyna argued as she frantically scanned the field to find Dawn.

"I know," Millie agreed. "I can see how close you are to your husband but there is no spark. Now G.W. may not have been much in some women’s eyes but we had a spark. Dawn is easy. I could tell that she was in love with you long before you walked in the door. I could see it her eyes and hear it in her voice. You were easy too. You just try too hard to hide your feelings."

"I can’t be in love with a woman," Reyna tearfully explained. "I can’t be in the Navy and be in love with Dawn."

"I guess some things don’t change," Millie noted thoughtfully.

"No they don’t," Reyna sniffed before she took off in search of the tall brunette.

She found the sullen looking woman drying her tears as she sat beneath a tree. "I’m sorry," Dawn apologized as Reyna knelt before her. "I’m acting like an idiot. Plus I’m dragging you away from Stephan. Why do you have to go?"

"We are at war," Reyna tiredly explained as she captured Dawn’s hands in her own.

"Promise me that you will come back," Dawn demanded as she laced her fingers with the smaller woman’s. "I know it sounds silly since I generally annoy you and you are married, but promise I will see you again."

"I promise," Reyna vowed. "And you’re not being silly."

"Of course I am," Dawn snorted. "I’m hung up on a woman who is married to my boss."

Dawn was about to continue rambling when Reyna closed the distance between them and captured the brunette in a passionate kiss. The blonde panicked when she felt Dawn’s soft lips stilling against her own. Her heart soared once she felt Dawn respond eagerly to her kiss. Reyna felt her body trembling as they fell to the ground. The kiss deepened as their bodies became entwined. Each of them was gasping for air as the kiss came to an end. Reyna smiled up at the brunette who was gazing down at her. "I don’t understand." Dawn said softly as she traced Reyna’s face with tips of her fingers.

"I know about the other women in his life," Reyna tried to explain as her breathing grew ragged. "I thank you for being friend enough to both of us and not telling me about the other women. But I know and I don’t care. I’m not his cover he is mine. Stephan is my best friend and this way he gets to stay here and I get to stay in the Navy."

"You’re gay," Dawn said with a sudden understanding, as her caresses grew bolder.

"Yes," Reyna confessed as her hands drifted down to Dawn’s hips. "And I am completely enamored with you."

Reyna pulled Dawn closer and reclaimed her lips. Dawn moaned as Reyna’s hands caressed her hips. Dawn parted the blonde’s lips with her tongue and began a soft gentle exploration. The heat from the kiss melted Reyna’s heart as she felt Dawn’s body covering her own. Reyna was soaring as she began to caress her lover’s body. She felt her need growing as Dawn’s hands drifted inside of her leather jacket.

Reyna’s hands massaged her lover’s body through the confines of her skirt. In a deep need to feel more she gathered the material up in her hands and began to slowly pull it up the length of the brunette’s body until she gathered it around her lover’s waist. Dawn’s hands weren’t idling either as she began to unbutton the blonde’s blouse. Reyna sighed as Dawn brushed open her shirt and exposed her skin to the cool morning air. Dawn’s hands captured her breasts as Reyna slipped her hands beneath her lover’s underwear. Reyna was lost in the feel of Dawn’s hands teasing her nipples and the brunette’s hips swaying beneath her touch.

"Would it be wrong to take off your clothes and ravish you right here and now?" Dawn whispered hotly in her ear.

"It would be worse if you didn’t," Reyna panted as she filled her hands with Dawn’s flesh. Dawn released needy moans as Reyna massaged her firm backside. They began to kiss feverishly as they slowly removed one another’s clothing. The need to touch and be touched grew as their clothing began to disappear.

Once they had completely revealed themselves to one another the two of them were laying side by side in the soft grass. They drank in the other’s beauty with their eyes as they used the tips of their fingers to gently explore the other’s flesh. Reyna’s heart was thumping against her chest as she felt Dawn’s skin trembling beneath her touch. The blonde’s eyes drank in the taller woman’s long well toned body as she felt her body quivering as the brunette’s fingers lightly caressed her skin.

Reyna’s eyes drifted up Dawn’s body and she gasped as her eyes met Dawn’s. They became locked in an intense gaze as their bodies moved closer together. Reyna whimpered as she felt Dawn’s erect nipples brushing against her skin. The blonde fought to control her breathing as she buried her face in the brunette’s neck.

She inhaled the soft scent of peaches as she began to kiss Dawn’s neck. She shuddered as she felt the brunette’s fingers running through her short blonde hair as she used her other hand to caress Reyna’s hip. "You are so beautiful," Reyna whispered before running the tip of her tongue along Dawn’s long neck.

She felt the damp curls brushing against her thigh as the blonde’s tongue and lips moved higher. Dawn’s head fell back and Reyna quickly took advantage of the newly exposed skin. She kissed and tasted every inch of the brunette’s soft supple neck as her small hands drifted along the taller woman’s back.

She placed another lingering kiss on Dawn’s soft inviting lips as she used her body to roll the brunette onto her back. Reyna released a throaty moan as their nipples brushed together. Enjoying the feel the blonde shifted her body as she hovered above her lover. Dawn panted heavily as Reyna used her nipples to tease her lover’s.

The blonde could feel her desire growing as her lover’s hands fondled the curve of her body. Reyna stole another kiss before she parted her lover with her knee. She could feel her body burning with desire as her lover’s wetness greeted her thigh. She cried out as she felt Dawn’s thigh moving between her legs and pressing against her aching need. Their hips began to rock in a slow passionate rhythm as they stared deeply into one another’s eyes.

Reyna licked her lips as her gaze drifted from her lover’s eyes down to her pouting lips and then to her breasts. The sight of Dawn’s firm round breasts proved to be far too inviting to ignore. Reyna dipped her head and began to trace to swell of the brunette’s breasts with her tongue. Her lover responded with a needy moan as she pressed her thigh harder against Reyna’s throbbing clit.

Dawn guided Reyna’s hips with her strong hands as the blonde eagerly straddled her lover and began to grind her aching need urgently against her. She felt Dawn’s hands driving her hips harder as the blonde captured one of her breasts in her mouth and began to suckle her greedily.

Reyna was lost in the feel of her body riding against her lover as she suckled her harder. She could feel Dawn’s desire moving urgently against her. Their bodies swayed in unison as their hands roamed further down and between one another’s body. Reyna’s hips and mouth became more demanding as she felt Dawn’s wetness filling her hand.

Her lover’s body muffled Reyna’s passionate plea as she felt the brunette’s fingers stroking her. Reyna released her lover’s breast from the warmth of her mouth as they teased one another. Her body rocked as she hovered above her lover. With their fingers they explored and teased the other’s wetness until the need to become one over took them. Soon they were filling one another completely.

Their bodies thrust urgently as their fingers glided deeper and harder inside the other. Reyna’s body fell against her lover’s as they became lost in the feel of pleasuring and being pleasured. They moved as one as they kissed deeply, their screams muffled by the other’s kiss as their bodies ignited.

They trembled against one another. Trapped in the bliss of the other’s embrace. Their sweat and passion blended each of them blissfully lost in the feel of the other‘s touch. Reyna felt as if she had given a part of herself to the brunette as she clung tightly to her lover’s body. She felt Dawn tightening her hold as she shifted in an effort to end the tender embrace. Reyna traced her lover’s lips with her tongue before kissing her deeply. "Millie is going to be worried." She whispered against her lover’s skin.

"I’m afraid that if I let you go, I’ll never hold you again," Dawn uttered in a frightened tone.

Reyna lifted her body slightly and brushed the long dark strands of hair from her lover’s sweaty brow. "You are not going to lose me," Reyna reassured her. They exchanged a few more promising kisses before getting dressed and rejoining Millie who was examining the airplane. The older woman gave them a smile and a knowing look before the three of them settled down to finish their long forgotten breakfast.

Once the food was finished they packed up and took off into the sky. Each of them became lost in the splendor of the beauty. The only time Millie seemed disturbed was when Reyna flew them out over the ocean. The older woman calmed once Reyna guided them back over dry land. Each of them was lost in the beauty of the sunset as Reyna guided them back home. "I felt like I could touch the clouds," Dawn whispered from behind her as she brought the airplane safely to the ground.

Once they had exited the airplane it only seemed natural to take Dawn’s hand in hers. The feeling of holding the brunette’s hand felt so right that Reyna didn’t release it until they were entering the back door of the café. "Reyna I want to thank you," Millie offered brightly as she lingered in the doorway.

"It was my pleasure," Reyna reassured her.

"Now it is time for me to say goodbye," Millie said before hugging the both of them.

"Wait," Dawn protested.

"I have so many things to see and it is time for me to continue my journey," Millie explained as her eyes twinkled. "And it looks as if the two of you have a journey of your own to begin."

Reyna and Dawn watched as Millie bounced off into the night. "Let’s go for a walk," Reyna suggested as she led Dawn down towards the ocean. They walked silently along the beach content in simply enjoying the night and the ocean and the feel of the other’s hand clasped in their own.

"Last night you said that you would get there, what did you mean?" Dawn asked as she leaned into the blonde’s body.

Reyna turned to her lover and spun her towards the water. She stepped behind the taller woman and wrapped her arm around her waist. "There," she explained as she pointed up to the stars. "Today you said you felt as if you could touch the clouds. I understand that feeling and I love it. But there is my next stop. I want to touch the stars. Just as soon as the Navy lets me go and NASA accepts me into the space program that is where I am heading."

Dawn turned in her arms. Reyna felt her heart skip a beat as Dawn captured her face in her hands. "Touch the stars for both of us," Dawn said before she placed a searing kiss on her lips.

"I will," Reyna promised before leading her lover back towards her home.

The End

All In A Days Work

By Mavis Applewater

November 2003

Disclaimers, sigh! Okay if you are new around here and really need to hear them here goes. The story and characters are the sole possession of the author and may not be reproduced, posted or sold without the author's permission. So there! If for any reason, real or imagined you are uncomfortable with reading graphic descriptions of consenting adult women in a loving and sexual relationship, then do not read this story or anything else I have ever written. If for any reason it is illegal for you to view this material, then please go away and don't come back until it is no longer a crime.

A special thank you goes out to my beta reader Mary.

As always this is for Heather.

Sue Rainer looked over at Mr. Warren who was probably the highest person in the company's the food chain that she would ever meet. Mr. Warren was seated across from her and was surrounded by a flock of men in suits. Most of the men, she correctly deduced, were lawyers. Mr. Warren kept looking across at her expecting an answer.

Sue was seated all alone on the other side of the large conference table. She eyed each of the men carefully as they waited for her response. Sue was normally a very calm, controlled person who took her job seriously. Perhaps at times she took it too seriously. Her friends enjoyed her company even if she was a stickler when it came to etiquette. Okay, they thought she wasn't any fun, but she could always be counted on for a ride.

Sue just couldn't understand why she, of all people, was being asked such a ridiculous question. My goodness she didn't even cross against the light even when there wasn't any traffic coming. Mr. Warren had phrased the question politely enough, but no matter how she looked at it, he could have only been implying one thing.

"I beg your pardon Mr. Warren, but did you just ask me if I slept with someone to get my promotion?" She blurted out as her face turned a deep shade of crimson. "No disrespect Sir, but what I do is one step above a secretary. I mean personal assistant," she quickly amended. "It is a good job and I am very happy to have it, but why would you think that I would have to sleep with someone to get it?"

It was the truth. It was a good job and since ten months ago when she was unemployed for almost a year, she was very happy to be working where she was working. But in all honesty any kid fresh out of college could have just as easily gotten the job.

"I am sorry Ms. Rainer," he apologized as the suits blew out a sigh of relief. "I had to ask and I'm afraid I have to ask a few more questions that might be uncomfortable for you."

"Mr. Warren what is this about?" Sue asked as she tried to suppress the nagging fear that she knew exactly what was going on.

"I am afraid that I am unable to go into details," he explained very carefully. "But there have been some concerns."

"Regarding?" She questioned still maintaining her calm demeanor.

"You were promoted rather quickly," he stammered slightly.

"Not unusual for the position I was placed in," she quickly brought to his attention.

"Yes it is true that a great many of Ms. Austin's assistants do move out of the position very quickly," he agreed. "In fact it is considered to be more of a training position than anything else."

"That is what I was told when I was hired," she confirmed.

"Yes," he nodded as he cleared his throat. "One of the reasons it has been looked upon as an entry level position is because, Ms. Austin has a reputation of being difficult to work with."

"So I've heard," Sue conceded. 'The witch hunt begins,' she mentally sighed as she fought to maintain her composure.

"But you didn't have any trouble working under her?" He eagerly pressed.

"None," Sue answered him in a clipped tone. Of course it wasn't true in the beginning, but Rhea Austin had failed to make a good first impression. No one but Sue was even aware of what she had seen the day she had arrived for interview over ten months ago.

"No problems at all?" He asked with surprise.

"None," Sue reasserted. "Frankly, Ms. Austin is very organized and professional. I like working under those conditions."

Again it was the truth. Something about Rhea's direct manner appeased Sue's anal nature. It was the way she liked to work.

"Did she ever do anything to make you uncomfortable?" One of the suits coldly inquired.

"Never," Sue stressed not liking the nasty look on the man's face.

"Did you ever socialize with her?" The nasty suit pressed the look of disdain growing on his face as he spat out each word.

"Never," Sue repeated. 'Okay so I know what your problem is weasel boy, you don't like dykes,' she mentally fumed.

"Did she ever touch you in an inappropriate manner?" The weasel continued as Sue felt the anger welling up inside of her.

"No," Sue practically shouted as she felt her self-control slipping. "Gentlemen, I have no idea what is going on here, but let me clear up any misunderstandings you may have. I worked very hard for Ms. Austin and was promoted to my present position for no other reason than I deserved it. Ms. Austin has never said, done, behaved or touched me in an inappropriate manner. As for socializing together, Ms. Austin and I haven't even shared so much as a Chicklet together."

"That tells us everything we need to know," Mr. Warren chuckled as he flashed Sue a brilliant smile.

"I don't think it does," the weasel hissed.

"I do," Mr. Warren firmly shot him down. Sue had to smile at the way the weasel slumped in his chair. "Thank you for your time Ms. Rainer and please do not discuss this meeting with anyone."

Sue promised not to discuss the matter with anyone. Sue lied; she was going to discuss this with someone. She bolted into the elevator as she tried to understand just what was going on. Over the past couple of weeks she had noticed the leering looks she was receiving, noticed the hushed whispers that halted the moment she entered a room. Whatever was at the bottom of this trouble, Sue was certain that she wasn't going to like it. Then again she was positive that she was going to hate working for Rhea Austin. She was wrong.

It had all started just over ten months ago when she arrived early for her job interview.

******

Ten Months Earlier

True to her nature Sue arrived over a half an hour early for the interview with Miss Austin at Demotte Enterprises. Sue always arrived early for any event. It was one of her many quirks. She had been out of work for so long, that if she didn't get the secretarial position she would be forced to move back in with her parents. Her parents were nice enough people; the petite redhead just didn't want to live with them.

She checked her watch as she opened the door to the outer office. She was surprised to find the sectaries desk empty. She checked her watch once again before she deduced that one of the reasons she was being considered for the position was because Miss Austin was at the present time without an assistant.

Noticing that the main office door was slightly ajar she approached it. She knocked lightly before shyly opening it. Her jaw dropped as she spied what was on the other side. Never before in her life had she ever walked in on two people having sex, much less two women. Not that she hadn't seen two women engaged in an intimate act before, but prior to that moment she had always been one of the two women involved.

At the time she convinced herself that she was in shock and that was why she lingered in the doorway. The truth was her body was reacting in a very delightful manner to what she was witnessing. The taller woman was crouched down on a chair, her pants were gathered around her ankles, her head was thrown back, and her eyes were closed as she clung to the small blonde kneeling before her.

The blonde was murmuring with pleasure from between the tall brunette's thighs. "That's it," the brunette encouraged her partner as her body ground against the blonde's face. Sue felt a rush soaring through her as she watched the brunette's body rocking in a frantic rhythm. "We have to hurry," the brunette coaxed her lover.

"No we don't," came the blonde's muffled response.

"I have an interview," the brunette snarled.

"But I thought," the blonde protested lifting her head slightly.

"I told you that I wasn't giving you the job," the brunette hissed. "If that is why you are doing this, then stop now."

Sue stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her. What she did next was completely out of character for her, but she lingered on the other side of the door and listened to the two women.

"Oh no Baby that isn't why I started this," the blonde protested.

Sue strained to hear more as their voices grew quieter. She jumped back when she heard a series of heavy moaning. "Yes! Yes! Oh Yes!" Was screamed from the other side as Sue considered just walking out and forgetting about the job.

"Then again it sounds like they are done," she reasoned as she took a seat in the waiting area. She was reviewing her resume when she heard "Ugh," followed by a loud thump. "Ugh," thump. "Ugh," thump, thump. "Yes!" thump, thump, thump. The screams and thumping increased as Sue's body felt flushed. She looked down and discovered that she had crumpled up her resume.

"My they are a feisty couple," Sue sighed as she mentally calculated just how long it had been since she had a date.

Sue was trying to smooth out her resume when she detected the sounds of hushed voices. "Just send in my next interview the moment she arrives," the brunette bellowed.

Sue scrambled to her feet and rushed to the door. She pretended to be entering the reception area just as the blonde was sauntering out of the main office. Sue plastered a smile on her face as she walked up to the blonde's desk. "I have a three o'clock with Ms. Austin," she explained in a cheery tone as she avoided the blonde's gaze.

"Yeah have a seat," the blonde snarled.

Sue blinked with surprise as she complied with the snotty blonde's instructions. 'Geez, from what I just saw and heard, she really should be in a much better mood,' the redhead reasoned as she tapped her foot nervously. She glanced over at the blonde who was snapping her gum while looking off into to space.

The blonde whose face was still a little flushed seemed very relaxed and in no hurry to announce Sue's arrival. "Uhm," Sue began slowly, she really didn't want to speak to this woman, since she had just witnessed her giving the boss a tongue-lashing. She was just anxious to get the interview over with so she could go on with her life. "I hate to be a bother but could you let Ms. Austin know that I'm here," Sue politely requested.

"She's busy," the blonde shrugged as she booted up her computer.

Sue was furious. She had distinctly heard Ms. Austin tell this annoying woman to send her in right away. It frustrated her not to be able to tell this annoying woman just that. How could she? If she did she would then have to explain she was eavesdropping on the two of them have sex.

Sue's patience was frayed as the blonde toiled away on her computer without making any attempt to announce her arrival. By the sounds coming from the computer Sue knew that the blonde wasn't working but instead playing some game. 'You must be amazing in bed to get away with this garbage,' the redhead fumed as she watched the time slowly ticking by.

Finally the blonde released a bored sigh and buzzed her employer. "Yeah, there is a Miss . . .?" The blonde began in a surly tone.

"Rainer," Sue grumbled as she looked at her watch once again, noting that she was now twenty minutes late for her interview. 'Bitch!' She internally screamed.

"Yeah raining," the blonde blew out. "Go on in," the blonde waved her off after she disconnected the call to Ms. Austin.

Sue released a throaty growl as she gathered up her belongings and stormed into Ms. Austin's office. The brunette looked at her own watch and frowned. "Ms. Rainer," Rhea greeted her in a brisk manner as she stood from behind her desk. "Please have a seat."

Sue looked down at the chair the brunette offered and cringed. She opted to slide to a different chair from across the room. There was no way she was going to sit in the same chair the brunette had just been straddling. Rhea gave her actions a curious glance as she took a seat behind her desk.

Sue watched as Rhea marked something down on her application. She could only assume had something to do with her arriving late for her interview. Rhea's mood didn't improve as Sue handed her the now crumpled resume. "Sorry," Sue muttered out her apology. "I was reviewing it on the train when someone bumped into me," she lied as her eyes darted around. Normally she would make direct eye contact with a prospective employer. That day she just couldn't bring herself to look at this woman. Each time she glanced over at Rhea Austin, all she could envision was the sight of her in the throes of ecstasy.

"Don't you hate that," Rhea offered in a surprisingly friendly manner. "I usually end up wearing someone else's breakfast."

Sue smiled over at the brunette. She blushed deeply and quickly diverted her gaze. 'I have to do this, I have to do this,' she silently repeated over and over again.

"Are you alright?" Rhea asked with concern.

"Fine," Sue lied as she tried to erase the image of Rhea's naked body from her mind. Sue kept trying to reassure herself that she could get through the interview. 'Job interviews are hard enough but this is insane,' Sue reasoned knowing that if she somehow survived this interview she would be ready for anything.

By the way Rhea's face scrunched up Sue knew that the executive was far from convinced that the redhead wasn't an idiot. "What exactly is the position?" Sue threw out in an effort to get things back on track.

"I'm looking for a personal assistant," Rhea explained as she scanned Sue's resume.

"I can understand why," Sue volunteered.

"I beg your pardon?" Rhea curiously inquired.

"No offense but the young lady out front seems less than capable of performing the position," Sue carefully explained as she blushed.

"She's a temp," Rhea tossed out with a heavy sigh.

'Yeah but she wants the job enough to have sex with you,' Sue mentally snarled as she understood just why it was she had been kept waiting. Sue knew that she was more than capable of doing the job, and now was the time to prove it. "That would explain it then," Sue responded directly. "She doesn't seem too focused. I was very surprised that she kept me waiting for so long. A person such as you must have to maintain a very tight schedule."

"I do," Rhea flatly agreed. "How long were you waiting?"

"I arrived just before three," Sue explained trimming some time off of her actual arrival time. "I have an annoying habit of being early for everything."

"I wouldn't consider that an annoying habit," Rhea corrected her as Sue handed over a stack of letters of recommendation before Rhea could request them. "Very impressive," Rhea nodded as she reviewed all of Sue's qualifications. "You do know that you are over qualified for this position."

"I need a job, Ms. Austin," Sue bluntly explained. "I'm good at what do and I am a very hard worker."

"The good news is that if you are placed in this position chances are you will move up very quickly. My assistants don't tend to stay with me for very long," Rhea offered brightly.

"Why is that?" Sue asked almost fearful of the answer.

"Seems I'm difficult to work with," Rhea chuckled.

"I find that hard to believe," Sue retorted as she blushed once again.

"Sucking up already? I like that," Rhea teased. "Let me tell you about the position and the company."

Throughout the remainder of the interview, Rhea was polite and professional. Sue listened carefully and asked all of the right questions. Still she fidgeted constantly and was unable to meet Rhea's gaze. By the time Sue had made her speedy departure from Rhea Austin's office she was convinced that she had blown the interview and would be moving back in with her parents.

She was more than a little shocked when she received the call for a second interview. The second interview was far less painful, still the small redhead found it difficult to look at Rhea. Somehow she fumbled through it. She must have done better than she thought since she was called back once again and hired.

Sue went into a full fledge panic after she accepted the position. "How can I work for her? I've seen her naked," she whined to Coco her cat. She couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that Rhea would turn out to be some over sexed jerk. After all she had sex with Norma the temp from hell. "What am I going to do if she makes a pass at me?" She squeaked fearfully as Coco ignored her. "Then again," she pondered as thoughts of Rhea's body flashed through her mind. "I need a date," she scolded herself.

During her first few weeks of employment Sue was unable to shake her uneasy feelings. Everything Rhea said or did took on a sexual meaning for the small redhead. It wasn't Rhea's fault; Sue's mind would just leap into Smut Ville at the most innocent comments. Rhea never once hit on Sue or even touched her. Rhea was nothing if not hard working and professional. It was a quality that Sue admired. She quickly managed to push aside the image of Rhea and Norma together and move on. Sue proved to be more than capable of performing any task Rhea put before her.

Sue almost regretted her promotion. She had grown fond of working with Rhea. She had also grown fond of Rhea. On her last day as Rhea's assistant the brunette wished her well and expressed her regret at having to lose her. It was the closest thing the two of them had shared that remotely resembled a personal conversation.

After Sue moved on to her new position in management the two of them did exchange more personal exchanges. Mostly about the weather, work, and plans for the weekend. Never once did either of them actually pry into the other's personal life. It was a bit of a disappointment for Sue. She truly enjoyed being around Rhea and wanted to know the woman a little better.

A professional friendship was all she was seeking, well almost all she was seeking. There were those occasions late at night when she was home alone that she allowed herself to engage in a fantasy or two. She knew she had a crush on the brunette and for the first time in her life she had to agree with her friends, she really did need to lighten up. She had also developed an odd habit of going to the local women's bars, so she could lurk in a corner and watch as other couples made out. Her first encounter with the admirable Ms. Austin had effected her in a very interesting way.

*****

Back to the present

Sue cringed when she entered Rhea's office and discovered her former desk vacant. "This can't be good," she surmised.

"It isn't," came the husky response.

Sue gasped as the sound of Rhea's voice made her shiver. She looked up to find the brunette leaning in the doorway with a forlorn expression.

"I take it you've heard the news," Rhea grumbled in a dejected tone.

"Not exactly," Sue tried to explain. For the first time since she had met Rhea the professionalism between them slipped away. "I was called upstairs to answer some very interesting questions."

"Peachy," Rhea muttered as she looked sadly over at Sue. "Just tell them the truth. You should be okay. I don't understand why they are dragging you into this."

"Apparently we worked too well together," Sue offered as she took a shy step closer to her former boss.

"There was a time when they would have given you a medal for that," Rhea quipped.

"They still should," Sue shot back in a playful manner.

"You got me there," Rhea responded as she smiled for the first time since Sue had stepped into her office.

"What exactly am I being dragged into?" Sue cautiously inquired.

"A sexual harassment suit has been filed against me," Rhea confessed with a heavy sigh.

"That is ridiculous," Sue spat out.

"I have to agree," came the stern voice from behind them.

Sue shrunk back as she recognized Mr. Warren's voice. "Hey Glenn," Rhea greeted the CEO in a halfhearted manner.

"How are you holding up?" He asked with concern as he crossed the room to greet the weary brunette.

"Considering that my career is in the toilet, I'm doing just great," Rhea groaned.

"Now don't give up hope," he encouraged. "Ms. Rainer's statements were very helpful. The boys aren't so eager to settle and sweep this under the rug. You're still suspended but things look better."

"Yeah," Rhea sighed. "What did you say?"

"The truth," Sue shrugged. "You're an impossible slave driver."

Sue felt a sense of elation when Rhea not only smiled at her remark but released a hearty laugh as well. Then Rhea's face dimmed. "Doesn't matter," Rhea sighed. "Settle. Don't settle. Go to court. Don't go to court. I'm still finished."

"You don't know that," Mr. Warren cautioned her. "Look it is the end of the day; you have some free time, get out of here and try to relax. And you," he directed towards Sue. "It is the weekend, get out of here and take her with you before I remember that I told you not to discuss this with anyone."

"Yes Sir," Sue happily complied. She surprised all of them when she took Rhea by the arm and led her out of the office. What surprised Sue even more was that Rhea followed without protesting.

Sue led Rhea to the bar located on the corner and ordered them a round of margaritas. Each of them nursed their cocktails in silence. Sue ordered another round quickly as she tried to think of just what she should say. "He's right you know," she finally blurted out.

"Who?" Rhea asked in surprise.

"Mr. Warren," Sue clarified.

"Glenn?" Rhea scoffed. "No he isn't. I'm finished. You want to know why?"

"Yes," Sue asserted since she already suspected who was behind this entire fiasco.

"Because when the allegations came down even I wondered if I was guilty," Rhea dejectedly explained.

"You're not," Sue argued.

"No I'm not," Rhea sadly agreed. "But I had to tell the truth. I slept with her. Well slept with is a polite way to put it actually. I had sex with her."

"Norma?" Sue concluded.

"Yeah Norma," Rhea responded with embarrassment as Sue ordered another round of drinks. "Wait!" Rhea suddenly shouted out. "How did you know?"

"Make them doubles," Sue instructed the waiter. "Trust me you're going to need it," she reassured Rhea with a pat on the arm.

"I'm not going to like this am I?" Rhea concluded as she drained the drink that was still in front of her.

"I'm not sure that you will," Sue stammered as she mentally willed the waiter to hurry up. "You remember the day I first interviewed with you?"

"Yes," Rhea nodded as the waiter delivered their drinks. "I never saw someone so nervous at an interview before, I almost didn't hire you."

"I wasn't nervous," Sue gulped out before taking a long swallow from her cocktail.

"Sure you were," Rhea argued with a smile.

"No," Sue pressed on. "I was uncomfortable."

"Why were you uncomfortable? And do I need to start doing shots?" Rhea curiously inquired.

"You just might," Sue hedged. "Remember how you thought I was late, but I was actually early?"

"Yeah," Rhea slowly responded as her brow crinkled. "It was a good thing it was Norma's last day and I didn't have to fire her."

"The truth is," Sue hesitated deciding to drain her margarita before continuing. "I was very early."

"And?" Rhea responded in bewilderment. Sue watched as the brunette tried to decipher what she had just been told. Suddenly Rhea's emerald eyes widened with horror. "How early is early?"

"I told you it is an annoying habit," Sue quipped in an effort to spare some of her dignity.

"You didn't?" Rhea choked out. "I mean what did you? How much did you?"

"This isn't something I ever thought I would have to admit," Sue cautiously began. "Let's just say I know it was Norma, and I know for a fact that you were ready to put a stop to things when you thought it was about a job."

"Oh my God," Rhea blew our in wonderment. "I don't know what to say. I mean on the one hand I should feel embarrassed. On the other hand I can't help wondering just how much you saw and just why you watched."

Sue blushed down to her roots as she tried to come up with some reasonable explanation for her actions. "I didn't see that much," Sue tried to argue as Rhea smiled over at her. "I . . . Uhm . . . Well I did see a little then I left."

"That makes sense," Rhea shrugged it off. "You walked in caught two people boinking and got the hell out of there. I don't what I would have done if I had walked in on something like that."

"I didn't leave right away," Sue mumbled as Rhea's eyes widened with surprise.

"Excuse me?" Rhea taunted her.

"I want to die," Sue grumbled. "I should have just lied."

"That is what Glenn told me," Rhea laughed lightly.

"Not your style," Sue noted thoughtfully as they sipped their drinks and flagged down the waiter.

"I just never would have guessed it," Rhea thoughtfully offered.

"Guessed what?" Sue asked feeling light headed from the large amount of tequila she had consumed.

"You," Rhea offered with a sly smirk and a suggest wiggle of her eyebrows. "Being into voyeurism."

"I'm not," Sue shot back as she swatted the brunette playfully. "Not really. It was just so I don't know fascinating in some twisted way," she tried to explain as her mind wandered back to the fateful afternoon.

"Then you got more out the experience than I did," Rhea sighed heavily. "I still can't believe I fell for her line of horse puckey. Of course she was only sticking her hand down my pants for the job. For some bizarre reason I chose to turn stupid at that moment."

"Happens," Sue reasoned.

"Not to me," Rhea argued. "I mean it does, when I'm attracted to a woman I become a new kind of stupid. I can truly reach a level of idiotism that has never been seen on this planet before."

"Were you that attracted to her?" Sue murmured as her heart sank.

"No that is the stupid part," Rhea grumbled. "She had been hitting on me since day one. I brushed it off. Then that last day I don't know what got into me. She literally put her hand down my pants, it had been so long since I had been with anyone and it was her last day. I figured what the hell. It was kind of exciting doing it in my office. I never did anything that risqué before. Is that why you wouldn't sit in the chair?" Rhea exclaimed with a sudden understanding.

"Yeah," Sue hiccupped.

"Bad news," Rhea said with a smirk. "I switched the chairs. The one you sat in was the one we had used."

"Eww!" Sue blanched.

"Sorry, it wasn't as if I could tell you," Rhea laughed. "For the life of me I couldn't understand what you were doing. I just assumed you just had some kind of disorder involving furniture."

Sue let loose an uproarious laugh as she tried to imagine what poor Rhea must have thought of her during their first meeting. The tears rolled down her cheeks. "I haven't acted this silly in years," she confessed as she wiped the tears from her face.

"I never get silly," Rhea grimly confessed. "Most of my friends keep telling me I need to lighten up."

"Mine too," Sue sighed. "Maybe my friends are right?"

"Maybe our friends are wrong?" Rhea offered hopefully.

"I don't know," Sue considered. "This feels pretty good. I can't remember the last time I just let go."

"And to think I recommended you for my position," Rhea teased.

"You did?" Sue choked out.

"You're the only one who knows the department well enough to take over during my absence," Rhea asserted.

"Well they won't give me the job," Sue theorized as Rhea gave her a skeptical look. "Almost everyone thinks that I've been sleeping with you. I don't understand, aren't all of your assistants that don't end up being fired promoted quickly?"

"Yes," Rhea conceded. "But you are the only one to move up in under a year. You deserved it. You are much too good of an employee to be stuck with filing my paperwork."

"Thank you," Sue accepted the compliment. "Doesn't matter now," she added with a dejected sigh. "Fuck 'em," she threw out tired of the whole situation. Rhea laughed boisterously at her comment. "What?"

"It is just the way you said, fuck. The way you kind of tripped over the word it is almost like you never say it," Rhea explained.

"I don't," Sue confessed before she once again began to blush. "Well unless, of course I'm actually doing it," she added shyly.

"Uh huh?" Rhea responded with a blush of her own. "My you are coming out of your shell tonight aren't you?"

"I'm trying," Sue retorted confidently. "I am planning on spending the rest of this weekend acting, silly and completely irresponsible."

"Me too," Rhea chimed. "First we need more alcohol."

"Right," Sue agreed as they waved the nervous looking waiter over. "I think we are about to get shut off," she thought aloud after the waiter reluctantly took their order.

Sue prediction was accurate, after another round the waiter did shut them off and asked them to leave. They laughed at the situation since neither of them had ever been thrown out of a bar before that night. It was late and neither of them was in good shape as they hailed the taxi. Rhea was having trouble recalling her address, so Sue decided that they should just head back to her apartment.

Everything seemed like fun, until they found themselves alone in Sue's apartment. Sue felt sobriety creeping up on her as the frivolity faded and reality reared its ugly head. "This just got very awkward didn't it?" Rhea offered as they stood in the living room staring at one another.

"Yes it did," Sue agreed. "Strange since we just spent the night talking about sex."

"That wasn't when we were alone in your apartment," Rhea explained. "And drunk."

Sue took a hard swallow as she tried to collect her thoughts. The smoldering gaze Rhea was casting down upon her made it difficult to focus. She knew what she wanted at that moment, yet the voice of reason that had plagued her since childhood wouldn't allow her to just go with her heart.

"I should go," Rhea finally offered; there was something in her husky tone that called out to Sue.

"You aren't really in any condition to be traveling alone at night," Sue rationalized as she stepped closer to Rhea. She could feel the heat from the brunette's body reaching out to her. "Rhea," she began as she tried to collect her thoughts. "We are co-workers blowing off a little steam after a really bad day. I'm just letting you crash here so you can sober up."

"Is that all this is?" Rhea carefully responded.

"No," Sue confessed as she felt her heart pounding. "I don't work for you any longer," she sheepishly pointed out as she stepped closer to Rhea, drinking in the scent of her body. "They are already thinking that we are sleeping together."

"This is how I got in trouble in the first place," Rhea cautioned the smaller woman as she cradled Sue's face in her hands. "No it isn't," Rhea whispered as her face neared Sue's. "I didn't care about her; I can't say that about you Sue."

Sue's heart hammered against her chest, she licked her lips with eager anticipation. She could feel Rhea's breath on her skin and could smell the tequila on the brunette's breath. She knew that they were probably making a mistake, yet she was helpless. There was something about Rhea Austin that had gotten under her skin long before this moment.

The kiss was gentle as Sue leaned closer against Rhea's body until she could feel the rapid beating of the taller woman's heart. Time stood still after the shy brushing of their lips with Rhea still cradling Sue's face in her hands as the redhead clasped the taller woman's hips. Sue's eyes blinked open to discover Rhea gazing down at her with a fire in her eyes.

Sue laced her fingers around the nape of Rhea's neck and guided her back to her lips. The second kiss was as tender as the first. Sue caressed Rhea's neck with one hand and the supple curve of her hip with the other. She could feel Rhea's hands gliding along her back caressing her tenderly.

As her tongue flickered against Rhea's soft lips she made her decision. It didn't matter if this was the wrong thing to do, and could lead to the both of them to the unemployment line, she needed to be with this woman, and to feel her making love to her. Rhea's lips parted inviting Sue in. She explored the warmth of the brunette's mouth slowly as their tongues greeted one another.

"Now I've done it," Rhea whispered as the kiss came to an end and they wrapped their arms around one another.

"No you haven't," Sue corrected her. "No one knows about this, and if they find out I'll just tell the truth."

"But," Rhea began slowly. "I've been attracted to you for quite some time now."

"You never acted on your attraction until now," Sue corrected her as her nimble fingers glided to the front of Rhea's body and she slowly began to release the buttons on the brunette's blouse. "Not once while I was under your supervision did either of us cross the line. We never even spoke about our personal lives until tonight, which is good because at the moment you're on suspension and we can do anything we want."

"Anything?" Rhea huskily inquired as she tugged Sue's blouse out of the safe confines of her slacks.

"Anything," Sue promised as she lowered Rhea's blouse down her shoulders until it was dangling from the brunette's arms. Rhea smiled down at her tenderly. There was no mistaking the look of passion tempered with caring written across the brunette's chiseled features. Rhea parted her lips to speak; Sue pressed the tips of her fingers to the brunette's trembling lips silencing her words. There was no need for promises; in the light of day when sobriety hit them there was a very real possibility that each of them might not be able to live up to their promises.

"Just touch me," Sue offered while her hands slipped around Rhea's body and unclasped her bra. Rhea smiled shyly as she nodded in agreement and began to undress the petite redhead.

Each of them was half naked when Sue pushed her lover down onto her bed. Coco released a dissatisfied hiss before scampering off. "Sorry Coco, but she is much cuter than you are," Sue called after her irate pet.

"You have a cat?" Rhea merrily noted while lowering the zipper on Sue's slacks.

"You can meet her in the morning," Sue teasingly promised as her hands gravitated towards Rhea's breasts. Rhea's body arched beneath her as she captured the brunette's nipples between her fingers and began to tease them. She straddled Rhea's hips while continuing to fondle the brunette's ample breasts. She released a deep moan at the feel of Rhea's body grinding against her in an urgent rhythm.

"Good lord," Rhea gasped from beneath the redhead as she began to tug on Sue's slacks.

Sue lifted her body allowing her lover to lower her pants and underwear down her thighs never allowing her hands to stray from the brunette's breasts. She looked down at her hands as she taunted her lover playfully. Her body warmed as she felt Rhea's hands exploring her backside.

The feel of her lover's hands caressing her bottom fueled on her desires. She was filled with a need to shed her clothing and to rip Rhea's clothing from her glorious body. She needed to feel their bodies touching without barriers. Yet her body and mind couldn't connect as she became lost in the feel of her lover's hands on her body.

Sue lowered her head and captured her lover in a searing kiss. The tenderness from earlier vanished as they were consumed by the fire. She moaned as she felt the softness of Rhea's breasts brushing against her flesh. Her kisses drifted to the brunette's face, down along her jaw line and finally along her lover's long neck. She ran her tongue along the smooth skin of Rhea's neck and shoulders worshiping her flesh along the way.

Rhea cried out when Sue began to suckle the curve of her neck. The feel of her lover's pulse beating beneath her lips drove her insane with desire. Rhea dug her blunt nails into the smaller woman's backside as Sue feasted upon her pulse point. She savored the taste of Rhea's flesh as her mouth explored lower until her face was happily nestled between her lover's breasts. She could feel Rhea kneading her flesh as she circled her nipples with the tip of her tongue. She flickered her tongue against the dark buds until she felt each of them puckering in response. Then she captured one in her mouth and teased it urgently as her lover begged her for release.

She could feel her own body quivering as she filled her mouth with her lover's breast. Rhea squirmed beneath her as her attention turned towards her neglected nipple. She lavished it with the same attention as her lover's body ground against her. Without warning she felt her body rising as Rhea sat up and placed her in her lap.

They kissed hungrily while Rhea clasped the back of Sue's head with one hand while she explored the front of her body with the other. Sue's head fell backward as she felt Rhea's fingers dipping into her wetness. She clung to her lover's broad shoulders while Rhea slowly glided her fingers along her slick folds.

Sue struggled to breathe as she felt Rhea capturing her throbbing clit between her long fingers. She rocked her hips against her lover's touch while begging her to take her. "Please," she cried out, as she pressed harder against Rhea's hand. "I need you inside of me."

She lifted her body giving her lover more of herself while pressing her breasts against Rhea's lips. The brunette groaned with pleasure as her mouth eagerly accepted the gift. Sue's nipples ached from the feel of her lover feasting upon her. Her wetness flowed heavily as Rhea parted her swollen lips and teased her sex. Rhea pressed her fingers against the warm wet opening as Sue thrust against her hand.

Sue cried out once again as she felt her lover entering her. Rhea greedily suckled her nipples as she wiggled her long digits inside of the redhead. Her pants were strangling her thighs as she pumped her hips in a furious motion. Rhea's hand moved in unison with her wild rhythm while her thumb caressed her clit.

Sue tried to fight against the thunder brewing inside of her. It was futile, her body gave in as she shuddered against Rhea's body gripping her tightly as she felt the passion exploding inside of her. Rhea held her tightly as she collapsed against her. "Too fast," she whispered against her lover's neck.

"I know," Rhea panted in response while stroking Sue's back.

Sue felt groggy as she slipped from her lover's embrace. "Slower?" Rhea requested as they began to undress one another.

Sue was elated as they took turns slowly removing the remainder of one another's clothing stealing kisses along the newly exposed flesh. As they climbed under the covers each of them could feel their bodies waning from the alcohol. They curled up into each other's arms and drifted off to sleep.

'She is so adorable when she is sleeping,' was the redhead's first conscious thought as she watched Rhea sleeping with her lips parted slightly. Her second thought was how much her head was pounding. "Never again," she vowed as she gently lowered the blanket. She smiled down at Rhea's body, grimacing slightly at the bruises on her neck and shoulders. She lightly traced the wounds she had inflicted with the tips of her fingers before placing gentle kisses on the purple marks.

Reluctantly she replaced the blanket as she willed her tired body out of the warm confines of her bed. She had a plan and she needed to get moving before Rhea woke up. A warm hand captured her wrist halting her movements. "Where are you going?" Rhea muttered in a gravely voice. Sue smiled down at the woman whose eyes were still firmly shut.

"I have some errands to run," Sue softly explained as she slipped from Rhea's grasp.

"Bed?" Rhea whimpered keeping her eyes shut.

"Sleep," Sue encouraged her.

"Could you at least get the guy with the jackhammer to stop pounding on my head?" Rhea requested.

"I'll try," Sue promised as she kissed Rhea's brow. "Sleep will help."

"Okay," Rhea yawned as she fell back to sleep.

Sue felt like death warmed over as she stumbled into the kitchen. Coco glared at her from the kitchen counter. "You are not allowed up there," she scolded the furry beast. Coco refused to budge as she continued to glare at the redhead. "Fine, I'm a bad Mother," she conceded as she painstakingly retrieved a can of food for the disgruntled feline.

While Coco chomped down her breakfast Sue chugged down half a gallon of water. Then she dragged her battered carcass into the shower. Feeling mildly refreshed she snatched up her cell phone and began to find out everything she needed. It was difficult to track down information on a Saturday morning but not impossible. One of the things Sue had learned in life was if you want to know what is going on, never ask the boss. No for the truth and the dirt you had to ask the boss' secretary.

Once her calls had been completed she quickly dressed, leaving a glass of water and a bottle of Tylenol on the nightstand. As she sneaked out of her apartment she said a silent prayer that Rhea would still be there when she got back.

The afternoon sun was hurting Sue's eyes as she sat down at the table at the outdoor café. "I must say I was very surprised to get your call," her companion greeted her.

"I bet you were," Sue grinned as she placed her purse down on the table. "I must say you are very clever," Sue confided before ordering a cup of coffee from the waiter.

"Uh huh," the blonde suspiciously responded.

"Relax, Norma," Sue reassured the woman. "I'm here for my own reasons. In fact I don't know why I didn't think of threatening a lawsuit myself."

"They fired you?" Norma asked as the coffee arrived.

"Yeah," Sue sighed. "Can you believe it?"

"The woman's a bitch," Norma grumbled. "I can't believe I didn't get that job after I went down on her. Not only that but she gave me a negative review. The temp agency fired me. She is a good fuck though, isn't she?"

"Hell yes," Sue chuckled as her stomach turned. "When I heard about your lawsuit I just knew I had to jump in. With the two of us making a claim there shouldn't be a problem. Who's your lawyer?"

"Mac Fennimore," Norma eagerly supplied. "With two of us claiming harassment it will only make the payoff bigger. Of course I already know Demotte is going to cough up some serious cash. Can you believe she actually admitted to sleeping with me? Then again she believed me when I told her I wasn't doing her for the job. What a stupid Bitch."

"I was just thinking the same thing," Sue snidely retorted. "It took me almost a month to get her to drop her pants."

"What is her problem?" Norma blew out. "She didn't give up until the last day I was there and that was after she filled out my time card. I thought for sure I'd get the job after fucking her. Hell that is why I seduced her in the first place; I thought she would feel obligated to hire me if I did her. I can't believe she really meant it when she said it wouldn't make any difference. Here is Mac's number, be sure to call him."

"Oh I will," Sue promised before throwing down a couple of ones and gathering up her purse.

Sue was filled with trepidation as she unlocked the door to her apartment. She pulled the micro-cassette recorder from her pocket as she approached the bedroom. She had already replayed Norma's confession three times on the way home. Her heart sank as she entered the bedroom and discovered it empty with the exception of Coco lounging in the middle of the bed preening. The sheets were thrown back and the water glass was empty.

"What did I expect," she muttered bitterly while staring at the empty bed.

Suddenly the sound of running water coming from the bathroom greeted her. She smiled hopefully as she followed the sound. The water stopped as she approached the bathroom door. She paused for a moment before opening the door. The fear of rejection was still dancing through her thoughts as she spied Rhea drying her long body with a towel. "Are you just going to stand there ogling me or are you going to come in and join me?" Rhea inquired as she wrapped the towel around her body and turned towards Sue.

The smile Rhea bestowed upon her warmed the redhead's heart. "I haven't decided yet," Sue shrugged as she lingered in the doorway.

"Didn't your Mama teach you that if you are going to sneak out the morning after it doesn't work if it is your apartment?" Rhea questioned her while raising her eyebrow.

"I knew she forgot to teach me something," Sue quipped as her eyes drifted up and down Rhea's body. The brunette snickered in response as she began to comb out her hair. "I used your toothbrush, I hope you don't mind."

"Uhm no," Sue lied since it was one of her many pet peeves.

"Get over it," Rhea smirked. "Serves you right for my bruised and battered body. Now I know that this is a hickey, but what happened to my shoulders?"

"That was your fault," Sue noted while a blush covered her entire body. "I was caught up in the moment and held on a little too tightly. How are you feeling?"

"Like hell," Rhea groaned. "Tequila is not my friend."

"Mine either," Sue concurred. "Feel like sticking around for a cup of coffee?" Sue asked as they stepped out of the bathroom.

She smiled as Rhea took her by the hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Sue," she began in a careful tone. "I'm planning on staying for as long as you will let me."

"You may never leave this apartment," Sue sighed in response before stealing a quick kiss. "I'm going to put the coffee on why don't you listen to this?" She added as she slapped the recorder in Rhea's hand.

"I'll be waiting for you," Rhea huskily supplied as she wandered towards the bedroom.

"I hope so," Sue sighed as her pulse began to race.

When Sue returned to her bedroom she found Rhea on the telephone chatting away while she scratched Coco behind her ears. "You're such a slut," she muttered as she handed Rhea a cup of coffee. She laughed at the quizzical look Rhea flashed at her. "Coco not you," she quickly amended as she kicked off her shoes and climbed up onto the bed.

"Oh," Rhea chuckled as she sipped her coffee. "Great," Rhea addressed the person on the telephone. "Call my cell phone when you know more. Goodbye, Glenn."

Sue watched as Rhea hung up the telephone and placed her coffee on the nightstand. "Mr. Warren?" Sue inquired as she watched Rhea's eyes drifting along her body.

"Glenn is very impressed with you," Rhea commented. "I played the tape for him. I must say I am very impressed Nancy Drew. How did you make this happen?"

"It was easy," Sue shrugged. "I made a few calls, of course there are a lot of secretaries really pissed off at me for disturbing them, but you are more liked than you know. Norma was easy, since she has the IQ of a light bulb. Is this going to help?"

"Help?" Rhea laughed. "Sue, what you did cleared me of all wrong doing. I'll probably be back to work come Tuesday morning. I don't know how I can thank you."

Sue leaned over Rhea's body and placed her coffee safely on the nightstand, before shooing Coco away. She straddled Rhea's body. "I'll think of something," Sue promised as she opened the towel and revealed Rhea's nakedness. "You can start by making love to me all weekend."

"Only if you take your clothes off right now," Rhea pleaded before capturing Sue in a lingering kiss.

"If I must," Sue stammered as she climbed off of Rhea and began to remove her clothing. "You want to watch?"

"Yes," Rhea growled in response her eyes never leaving Sue's body as she stripped for her. Sue inhaled sharply as Rhea cupped her own breasts and began to tease her nipple. Watching Rhea touching herself only slowed down Sue's movements.

"Lower," she entreated as she slipped out of her jeans. Her eyes lit up with delight as Rhea's hand glided down the front of her body stopping at the patch of dark curls between her thighs and parting her swollen lips. Sue chewed on her bottom lip as she continued to undress while her lover stroked her clit. She never stopped watching Rhea's fingers as they glided along her wetness and Sue climbed up onto the bed. "You are so beautiful," Sue absently whispered as she watched Rhea's long fingers slip inside of her.

Her lover watched her with a hooded expression as she glided in and out of her wetness. Sue's body was trembling as she snuggled against Rhea's nakedness. She dragged her blunt nails along Rhea's heaving chest as she watched the brunette pleasuring her own body.

"Is this going to cause problems for you at the office," she whispered with concern as her lover's body wriggled beside her.

"No," Rhea gasped. "I've already told Glenn that last night we began a personal relationship." Rhea yelped as Sue's fingers brushed against her nipple. "There shouldn't be a problem since you aren't working under me any longer." Rhea stammered out.

"I like being under you," Sue taunted her while pinching her erect bud. "First, I want you under me."

"Anything," Rhea promised in a breathy whisper. "I'm yours."

Sue's heart and body soared upon hearing her lover's words. She cupped her breast tightly as her mouth began an assault on the brunette's supple neck. The lustful gasps her lover released further fueled the redhead's desire. She could feel Rhea's body nearing the edge. She grasped her wrist tightly halting her movements. Rhea groaned with displeasure.

The brunette's groans quickly shifted to needy pleas as Sue guided her passion-coated fingers to her trembling lips. Rhea's body jerked up with the first flicker of Sue's tongue. The taste of Rhea's desire assaulted her senses. Sue circled the digit slowly gathering her lover's passion on her tongue before plunging the digit deeply into her mouth. She repeated her movements with each of Rhea's fingers while the brunette's body heaved beside her.

Once she had consumed every last drop she released Rhea's hand. She gazed down at her lover whose eyes were clouded by desire. She kissed her lover deeply while she explored the firm planes of Rhea's body. She was amazed at how easily Rhea gave her control. Feeling the unwavering trust Rhea had bestowed upon her, Sue rested her thigh against the brunette's quivering torso.

Sue took her time kissing her lover, exploring every warm crevasse of her lover's mouth. Her hands caressed and teased Rhea's body, one was laced in her long silky tresses teasing the back of her neck while the other teased one of the brunette's firm breasts. Rhea's damp curls tickled her thigh as she kissed and fondled the taller woman, loving the feel of their skin touching.

"You are such an amazing kisser," Sue whimpered honestly as their breath mingled.

"I was just thinking the same about you," Rhea confessed while brushing her cheek against Sue's.

Sue murmured with pleasure as she shifted her body so that half of her body was lying on top of Rhea's. She felt Rhea's hands caressing the curve of her back as they began kissing once again. It amazed Sue that if they could do nothing more than kiss she would be happy, still her lover anatomy was screaming for more. She mapped out her lover's face with kisses trying to commit it to memory while her lover's hands caressed the curves of her body.

Sue kissed her way down her lover's neck and shoulders, paying special attention to the bruises she had left the night before. She could hear the rapid beating of Rhea's heart as her mouth worshiped the valley between the brunette's breasts. As she drank in the taste of her lover's flesh, Rhea's hands never left her body. She could feel the tender strokes and gentle kneading while her mouth and tongue was tracing her breasts.

Rhea's hips thrust against her firm thigh as she slowly taunted the brunette's nipples. She traced one with her tongue while her tiny fingers teased the other. She flickered her tongue against the bud urging it harden from her touch. She pressed her thigh against her lover's wetness while suckling her breast.

Rhea's touch grew more demanding along with Sue's ministrations. Sue parted Rhea's trembling thighs with her knee, until she could feel the brunette's clit throbbing against her flesh. Rhea raised her own thigh so Sue could straddle it. Slowly they swayed against the other's body, each grounding the desire against the other's flesh.

Sue suckled her lover hard feeling the bud puckering between her lips as their bodies melted together. 'I need this, I need her,' Sue's mind screamed as their bodies ground together in a more demanding rhythm. Sue lifted her body, supporting herself on her arms so she could look down into Rhea's eyes. They never broke the fiery gaze as their hips ground together each driving the other to the brink of insanity.

Sue was uncertain if it was the passionate rhythm of their bodies or the look of pure love reflected in Rhea's eyes that was making her body quiver uncontrollably. Rhea clasped her hips tightly guiding Sue's body to melt into her. Sue could feel the sweat rolling off of their bodies, as the softness of their breasts pressed together. Rhea's wetness painted her body as each of them trembled fighting against the tide.

Sue's body strained as the waves consumed her, fueled on by the feel of Rhea's body tensing beneath her she allowed the feeling to capture her. Their screams filled the room as the climax tore through them. Their bodies refused to still as they collapsed against one another. Sue could feel Rhea's arms encompassing her while they continued to gyrate against one another until they were once again screaming out in ecstasy.

They snuggled against one another, clinging tightly to the other's body seemingly afraid to release the other from their tender grasp. As the last waves of passion slipped from their bodies they held on tighter. Sue released a contented sigh as she drank in the musky aroma of her lover's skin.

Sue looked up at her lover and giggled at the brilliant gleam Rhea's eyes. "Well that is a really interesting way to cure a hangover," she teased the smiling brunette.

"You can cure me anytime," Rhea blew out contently as she brushed Sue's hair from her sweaty brow. "You know I just thought of something."

"What's that?" Sue asked gleefully while resting her chin on Rhea's chest.

"It is a long weekend," Rhea noted while running her fingers through Sue's hair.

"Then we had better pace ourselves," Sue explained with a wicked gleam in her eyes and an evil grin.

The End