THE HOT TEA STORIES - 5 tales (Fair warning: These are naughty!) That Was Unexpected... Hot Tea Teatime Tea For... Three? Peppermint Patties That Was Unexpected... Renee sat at her desk, facing away from the door. It was early Friday morning and she knew that her officemate wouldn't arrive for a few hours yet, if she came in at all today. Fridays weren't really Katy's 'thing'. Renee's first patient wasn't scheduled until one o'clock, so she expected to have the entire morning to herself. Dutifully, she checked her voicemail and her email before leaning back in her chair and resting her feet on the desktop. She had paperwork to do, just like always, but she could afford to sit and enjoy her cup of tea. She lifted the cup (it was a mug, really, and it had the hospital's logo on the side) and sniffed the steam that wafted from its contents. She'd let it steep a little too long, but she enjoyed the tingle to her senses provided by the extra potent mint tea. Just as Renee brought the cuppa to her lips, someone barged in her office door exclaiming, "God, it's cold out there!" Startled, Renee lost control of her cup and flew up out of her chair with a shriek. The entire front of her blouse was soaked with tea and she was holding it away from her skin with both hands. Julie dashed across the room. "I'm sorry!" she cried, grabbing hold of her friend's shirt and hoisting it off over her head before Renee could even think to object. Julie wasn't a nurse, but she wasn't clueless about burns. "Here, let me help." She pressed her cold hands to her friend's chest and apologized again. At Julie's touch, Renee's eyes widened, but she didn't retreat. She just stood there panting; Julie hadn't been wearing gloves, and it was below freezing and windy outside so her fingers were icy cold. Julie was still babbling. "I didn't mean to scare you. I just came in here because I knew you'd have the heat on. I'm sorry…" The inevitable awkward moment arrived then. Renee blushed prettily and Julie stared at her hands in disbelief. "Ohmigod." She removed her hands from Renee's breasts and raised them to her face. Renee had long eyelashes and they fluttered now as she fumbled with her blouse. "It's okay," she said. Her voice had always been softer than Julie's and right now it was barely audible. Julie rebounded faster than her friend. "No, it's not okay. Here, take my shirt." She shrugged out of her jacket, and stripped off her long sleeved tee-shirt before Renee could even turn hers right side out. Then there they were; two half naked women alone in a closet of an office on the lonely end of the hospital's admin wing. They stood looking at each other. They could almost have been looking in a mirror. Brown hair that curled at the ends, brown eyes that dazzled from behind glasses, slender bodies, b-cup breasts… They were both red from embarrassment and something else. Something that neither of them had expected would ever come between them. They were coworkers who had become friends. When had lust entered into it? It didn't matter. What mattered was that Julie's eyes refused to behave themselves and Renee's hands had missed the offered shirt and her fingertips were traveling along the cool highways of Julie's arms toward her face. Renee's eyelashes fluttered even more and she couldn't meet Julie's gaze. "I…don't want your shirt," she breathed. Her hands trembled where they rested on her friend's shoulders. "Okay," answered Julie, letting her top fall to the floor and leaning forward into a hard kiss. Their breasts and hips collided after their lips did, and all of a sudden, Renee's back was pressed against the bookshelves and her bra had vanished. Julie's mouth on her nipples was a furnace compared to her fingertips, which were slipping and sliding all over her flesh. Julie's hands were as busy as her mouth. After she'd warmed them on Renee's radiant skin, she let them focus on a particular goal. She tugged the scrubs down over the nurse's narrow hips, catching the waistband of her underwear on her way past and dragging them down as well. Then her fingers discovered a little secret. Julie looked up at her friend with a wicked smile and asked, "You shave?" Renee gave a soft laugh. "I like how it feels." Keeping her eyes on Renee's expression, Julie sucked on two fingers then slid them deep past her friend's secret. "Do you, like how that feels, too?" "Yes…" Renee's hands were trembling again, for a new reason. "God, yes." While one hand was busy below, Julie's other hand enjoyed the shape and weight of another woman's breasts and her lips and teeth explored the landscape her neck and jaw line. Renee came fast. Faster than she remembered ever cumming under her husband's clumsy fingering. She bucked her hips and threw back her head, but she didn't scream. She wanted to, but the last thing she wanted was someone else barging into her office right now. "Wow," Julie said, stroking Renee's hair back out of her face. She kept her right hand where it was until the nurse stopped writhing against it. Then she was blown away by another one of Renee's kisses. Renee pressed Julie backward with kisses and hip-thrusts. When Julie's rear bumped into the desk, Renee dropped to her knees, unzipped her friend's jeans and yanked them down hard, over hips, past thighs and down to the floor. Then she got a little surprise. "You don't wear underwear?" Julie shivered as Renee's hands caressed her stomach and legs. "I don't like how they feel." She felt very vulnerable being so exposed, but a second later, she couldn't care less if they got caught. Renee said, "Well, you're going to like this," and sent her tongue playing on Julie where Julie's fingers had worked on her. The nurse seemed like a mild, sweet woman, but she was a forceful lover. Julie had to brace herself on the edge of the desk and hold onto the cabinet over her head just to stay upright. After a few minutes, Renee grabbed one of her ankles and hoisted it up over her shoulder so she could delve deeper and Julie nearly fell over. It took longer for Renee to bring Julie to orgasm than it had the other way around, but when Julie climaxed she thrashed and gasped like a drowning woman. She dug into Renee's back with her heel and pressed up against her mouth as hard as she could. It took a few minutes of coming down before she let go and was finally able to form real words again. When she could, she said, "Wow," and pulled Renee up by her hair for another kiss. This kiss was longer, slower and sweeter than the rest. It ended with the two of them clinging to each other tenderly and inhaling deeply the scent of each other's hair and skin. "Thank you," Renee said after a moment. "I've never been happy to receive first degree burns before." They both laughed and that shifted the mood enough to dismiss their embrace. As they dressed, Julie insisted that Renee wear her top. "My jacket zips all the way up. Who'll even notice if I'm topless?" "It'll be on my mind all day, that's for sure." Renee retied her scrubs and located her bra behind the fax machine. When they were both as dressed as they were going to get, there was another awkward moment. "Well…" Julie had her hands jammed deep into her pockets and she rocked on her heels with a weird smirk on her lips. "Yeah…" said Renee, fidgeting with the hem of her friend's shirt and blinking a lot. The matter of their parting was settled then, by a third party. Katy walked in and dumped her book and key on her desk. "Good morning," she said, not really looking at either of the other women in the room. She turned on her computer, hung her coat on a hook and plopped into her chair with a sigh. "Man, Fridays are the worst." Renee said, "I think I like Fridays." She held Julie's eyes as she said that and gave her a soft smile. Julie said, "Yeah, Fridays are good," with a wink. Then she gave Renee a little wave and headed for the door. "Suit your selves," Katy said, sighing as she leaned way back in her chair. "Why does it smell so minty in here?" Julie froze at the door and Renee's breath hitched in her throat. Eventually, the nurse managed to say, "We just had tea." Hot Tea Julie arrived at work to find a large heart shaped box tied with a red foil ribbon on her desk. She was a little wary at first; her newly-exxed-husband had committed daring reconciliations on Valentines Day several years in a row before their divorce, and she was afraid he might be trying again in spite of the division of their property these last few months. Even if he'd stacked hundred dollar bills in a heart box that size, at this point Julie wouldn't so much as call him about it. Still… She sat down in her chair and untied the bow. It was Valentine's Day, and she liked chocolate as much as the next gal; even if it was sent by an asshole. When she lifted the lid she was surprised again. Instead of chocolates, the inside of the heart was packed tightly with individually wrapped tea bags, each one a different brand or type of mint. Julie's heart danced through several beats and a peculiar warmth blossomed in her nethers. "Ohmigod…" she breathed, having a difficult time processing what she beheld. She picked the envelopes up one by one and breathed the scent of each one deeply. When she found one that smelled even better than the rest, delicious in a way that had more to do with how it had become familiar than its actual aroma, she lingered over it. When she was finished dwelling in memory, Julie repacked the tea bags back into the heart box, except for the one that made her tingle all over. She intended to drink a cup of that tea as soon as possible. When she picked up the lid to put it back on the box, she noticed writing inside it. Renee's little Valentine's Day note read, "Tea for two, Friday…" Teatime Friday came and Renee counted the minutes until lunchtime. She was out of her mind and she knew it, but recklessness was so tempting after a third of a century of pragmatism. Anyway, that anything should come of her spontaneous tryst last week was still uncertain, including whether or not Julie would meet her for tea today. Renee hoped she would, though, more than she admitted to herself. She bought herself a cup of the unfortunately bland mint tea that the coffee shop had to offer and a buttered bagel and then she sat at a table and waited. Julie spotted her from the top of the stairs leading down to the lobby and nearly missed a step when she did. Renee was wearing a very flattering peach colored, scoop-necked blouse under her lab coat, and the view from above startled Julie a little. She smiled and pressed her lips together tightly to smother it as she finished her descent to the ground floor where her friend waited. Julie didn't want to look too much like the cat that got the canary. "I'll be back in a sec," said Julie, waggling her fingers 'hello' as she passed Renee's table on her way to the Starbucks counter for something chocolaty. She'd drunk a lot of mint tea since Valentine's Day and didn't want to tire of it too soon. If that were possible, she mused, shocking herself a little at the internal innuendo. On her worst day, Julie looked like a much younger woman than she was, and today she was dressed rather like an undergrad on her way to a college party; in faded jeans, studded belt, and low black boots. Her sweater was the dressiest part of her ensemble and its lavender knit flowers clashed beautifully with the rest of her get-up. Renee had to fight a leer when her friend passed. The first few minutes of their conversation were naturally awkward. They swapped work-safe pleasantries and watched each other sip drinks, all the while ogling lips and long fingers through the heady film of memory. "So..." Renee trailed off. Julie smiled uncomfortably and asked, "How're the kids?" Renee fidgeted with the cardboard sleeve on her hot paper cup. "Adjusting. I don't think Peter even knows there's anything wrong, just different. Sheila's mad at her dad, but she won't say anything to him about it because she's afraid he'll stop picking her up from preschool." "How're you holding up?" Julie thought back to her own divorce and recalled the emotional rollercoaster ride between delight at being finished with a botched marriage at last and depressed over being single and going on forty years old. Renee shrugged, managing to make the dumpy gesture seem elegant to her friend's eyes. "Eh. Mornings are the worst. The kids are used to seeing their father at breakfast and I'm not used to getting up an hour early so I have enough time to deal with the whole morning routine myself. Daniel and I haven't had a fight in front of the kids in a couple of weeks, though, so it's worth it." "Yeah..." After the fact, Julie had been very glad that her ex had never wanted kids. It had been months, but thinking of her former husband still made her a little angry. "Daniel's not giving you any shit?" "Not much. I mean, he brought it on himself, and, you know, he wants what's best for the kids." Renee gave a crooked smile. "He's a good dad, even if he is a bastard of a husband." Julie chuckled dutifully and appreciatively at the bleak humor. She didn't know what to say next, though. "What about you? Elliott still knocking on your door after midnight on the weekends?" Renee had worried for Julie quite a lot after she'd finally filed for divorce, even though her ex had never laid a hand on her in anger. He was just so determined, sometimes. "Nah. I got a dog. A big old mutt from the pound." She grinned evilly. "You should have seen Elliott's face the first time Axel jumped up on him in the dark! He hates dogs, and Axel covered him in juicy kisses!" They laughed and laughed over that; Renee could well imagine Elliott's expression after being slobbered upon. The man was so uptight that he made her own workaholic husband seem like a slacker. "Speaking of kisses..." Julie said, waggling an eyebrow at Renee over her hot chocolate's steam. "You can only imagine what I was thinking when I found that box on my desk on Valentine's Day." Renee blushed prettily. "Yeah I can." "Sorry I didn't get anything for you." Julie slid her palm across the table until her fingertips encountered Renee's, but she didn't stop there. "Want to make it up to me?" Renee wiggled her fingers against Julie's palm as she said that and her cheeks turned a darker shade of pink. Julie nodded slowly but with her eyes locked on Renee's. "Ohyeah." They relocated their teatime to Renee's office, and this time they locked the door in case Katy decided not to take a long lunch for a change. Tea For...Three? Julie had just taken Renee's nipple in her teeth when they heard Katy's key slide into the lock. Fortunately, they were still clothed, apart from some raised hems and lowered zippers. Still, Renee thumped her head back against the bookshelf in exasperation and Julie blurted a soft, "Shit!" before slipping out of her friend's knickers. Katy didn't even see them, apparently. She didn't say hello or goodbye or, "Pardon my grouchiness," she just charged in, tossed her bag on her desk, kick-started her computer - literally tapping the power button with her toe - yanked a binder off a shelf, and stormed out. Renee and Julie swapped baffled looks, but when Katy didn't return immediately, Julie snagged Renee by a belt loop and pulled her in tight for a nose-bumping, lip-smashing kiss. "Maybe we should have tea again some other day." With eyes closed in dreamy fashion, Renee breathed deeply the scent of her friend's hair. "M'kay. When?" "I'll be in next Wednesday for the ToxiPharm audit. Auditors always take long lunches, so..." Julie nibbled the length of Renee's left collar bone and ogled the freckles that led toward her modest but delectable cleavage. Renee shook her head, tousling her ordinarily tidy hair until it almost resembled Julie's. "Nuh-uh. I can't wait that long." She was surprised by her own lust, but that didn't stop her from plunging her hands into the back pockets of Julie's jeans, straddling one of her legs and grinding a little. Julie chewed her lip, then she chewed Renee's as she tried to think of a plan that didn't involve waiting almost a week before…having tea again, but it was hard to concentrate with Renee riding her thigh and breathing pretty little profanities in her ear. Finally, she said, "Okayokayokay, I have an idea. Put your lab coat on and sit down." "Why?" Renee asked, letting go of Julie's backside with some sadness. "Just do it, quickly, before Katy comes back." Julie goosed the pouting brunette as she turned to retrieve her long white jacket from its hook by the door. When Renee turned around, Julie was nowhere to be seen. "Babe?" the term of endearment was out before she could think, and its implication turned her pink from head to tits. There was a moment of stunned silence, then came Julie's voice from under the desk. "Sit down." Her grin was audible when she said, "Babe." Renee did as she was told and almost giggled when Julie grabbed her by the backs of her knees to pull her legs under the desk. There was a small thump and a muffled, "Fuck!" when Julie must've hit her head, but Renee didn't respond because just then, Katy barged back into the office. Turning only her head and shoulders, Renee gave her cranky officemate a too-bright smile and said, "Hi!" with way too much cheer. Katy's scowl was suddenly interrupted when her right eyebrow crept upward into a sharp arch. "Hi..." she said, re-shelving the binder she'd run off in a huff with earlier. "You okay? Or have the new dorks upstairs gotten to you, too?" She stopped eyeing Renee and glared at the ceiling. "You know," continued Katy without waiting for an answer, "They can check my work all they want. I may keep weird hours, but I do my job, dammit." From that point on, she was basically bitching quietly to herself as she went through the motions of her job; corresponding, filing, blah, blah, blah. Renee was especially glad her officemate was so antisocial because, at the moment, she really didn't feel like talking. Plus, she had no idea how she would explain why she was naked from the waist down, or how she had gotten that way. While Renee had been busy failing to appear nonchalant for Katy, Julie had unbuttoned, unzipped and 'pantsed' the seated nurse without making a sound. To be sure that every indecent part of her anatomy was under cover of desktop, Renee slouched very low and rotated so the seatback faced the doorway and Katy's side of the office. Slouching ensured that Renee's legs were spread far apart, and Julie took full advantage of the situation, insinuating herself between her knees and walking her fingertips 'up' from there. Renee twitched, but managed not to laugh. Instead, she clamped one hand over her mouth and sent the other one down to wave off Julie's tickle attack. Julie just snatched that hand by the wrist and started sucking on her fingers, one by one. "Mmph!" Renee exclaimed around her hand, her eyes going wide when Julie's fingers reached their destination. "Hmm?" queried Katy, absently. She was typing with hard, angry keystrokes. Possibly, she was writing something nasty about work in her online journal; she did that a lot, these days, it seemed, but all that mattered to Renee was that, hunched over her keyboard as she was, she was completely hidden on the other side of the low set of shelves between their workspaces. "No-nothing," squeaked Renee, before taking a long breath. "Just a funny email." "Mm-hmm," said Katy, still rabidly punching keys. Renee continued to breathe slowly, if somewhat unevenly, in spite of what Julie was doing between her legs. While two fingers stroked deeply in and out of rhythm, Julie's thumbnail kept flicking against her clit in time with the ticking clock on the wall. Meanwhile, she was still nibbling Renee's fingertips, and her hair tickled her thigh whenever she moved her head. Renee's knees began to quiver. Julie took that as a sign and slowly slipped her fingers out of Renee. That action earned her an almost inaudible whimper from above, and that made her grin devilishly in the dark under the desk. She leaned forward and hesitated, letting her hair swish and sway up the length of Renee's thighs. The elicited sigh was enough to make her bite her own lip and wish fervently that they were in a hotel room, a closet, or, Hell, the backseat of a Camaro; anywhere she could make Renee scream. Even if it had to be silently, though, she was going to make her cum. When Julie buried her face in Renee's lap, Renee almost fell out of her chair. The automatic upward thrust of her hips made Julie hit her head on the desk again. "Shit, I'm sorry!" Renee blurted, before clapping her hand back over her mouth and grimacing at herself for it. Katy stood to peer over the top of the bookcase between their workspaces. "What for?" she asked, her face blank apart from the grouchiness lingering in the crease between her eyebrows. "Oh, I...Um," Renee tried hard to come up with any excuse, but Julie's lips and teeth and tongue were making it difficult to even speak coherently. Finally, she managed, "I forgot…to tell you, um...about the time for the new coordinator rounds..." She couldn't make eye contact while she spoke, so she closed her eyes and pretended to massage her temples to hide the blush rampaging across her face. Katy made a rude noise to go along with her dismissive gesture and sat back down. "I did that one last week. Definitely not worth your time if you can get out of it." Renee heaved a huge sigh of relief and said, "Thanks for the warning." The way she said it, though, it could have been a light jibe at Julie for surprising her with her outstanding oral agility. Julie, for her part, didn't let up for a second. With nimble fingers, she made Renee sweat. Nips of her teeth had the nurse panting and rocking her hips. Eventually, though, her lips and tongue did the trick. Renee bit her lip hard and had a white-knuckled grip on the arms of her chair as she pressed herself up and forward against Julie's mouth and trembled. Julie held her steady by her hips and kept pushing until Renee finally fell, shuddering, back to her seat. Renee tasted blood on her lip and she couldn't remember the last time she'd taken a breath, but she didn't care. Every inch of her skin tingled hotly and there was a delightful throbbing between her legs where there had been only cold desire since last week. She couldn't believe she'd managed to orgasm silently. Under the desk, Julie was carefully sliding Renee's pants back up her legs, leaving trails of soft kisses all along the way. Renee lifted her hips and tugged her slacks up the last of the way and had them buttoned before she realized there was something amiss. She looked down and Julie waved her underwear at her before tucking them into the pocket of her jeans. Katy was still pounding away on her keyboard and swearing under her breath, but apparently she wasn't as wrapped up in her blogging as she appeared. She said, "Now that you're done, would you two mind giving me a little privacy?" Renee stopped breathing again and Julie groaned and climbed out from under the desk. "Don't freak; I won't report you for harassment or any of that bullshit," said Katy, still typing like a madwoman. "Next time you want to 'have tea', though, shoot me an email ahead of time so I can schedule a long meeting, or something, okay? Sheesh." Julie gave Renee a quick kiss and a squeeze on the hand before excusing herself. "I'll call you...Babe." Renee could only nod and wave goodbye to Julie before burying her face in her hands in mortification. Katy stopped typing. "Ahem..." She actually said the word rather than simply clearing her throat. "Oh. Right," Renee said, and then she exited as smoothly as she could with a face that red. If anyone asked her about it, she planned to tell them she was having an allergic reaction to the coffee shop's crappy mint tea. Peppermint Patties Katy entered the office she shared with nurse Renee to find a plastic bag full of foil-wrapped treats sitting on each of the desks. Both bags had tiny, candy-striped envelopes taped to them. Katy could tell by the jagged chicken scratch that the peppermint patties were gifts from Julie, the Administrative Contractor who technically shared an office with someone else somewhere upstairs, but who also spent quite a lot of time in Katy's and Renee's office lately. Not that Katy was bothered by the two other ladies' trysting. They had worked out a pretty good arrangement; in exchange for her discretion, Katy received frequent small gifts like the one waiting on her desk and an excuse to take one or two especially long lunches during the week, all expenses paid, of course, and the nurse and the admin were left alone to their mischeif. She read the note that Julie had left her, "1 to 2, please," and pocketed the twenty dollar bill that had been tucked with that in the envelope. Katy frowned at the bag of candy, though, and thought about tossing it onto Renee's desk with its mate. But she was feeling a bit peckish, and she didn't actually hate the patties, even if mint wasn't her favorite thing. It seemed to be some kind of fetish for the other two, though. She wondered about that while she unwrapped and slowly ate three of the candies, but even after she'd finished those, she could not think of any reason why anyone might be turned on by minty things. So she posted an unrevealing question about that on her blog and then actually got to work on the things she was employed to do. *** When one o'clock arrived, Katy was long gone, but there was also no sign of the nurse or the admin. As it happened, unbeknownst to Katy and Julie, Renee had made her own romantic plans for the afternoon. Julie, looked young and bouncy in her dark washed denim and clingy, star-patterned, rose-colored sweater in spite of the scattered silver strands shooting through her brown hair. A slight smile played at the corners of her mouth as she walked down the hallway from her office to the stairs that would lead her down to Renee's office. She still felt much uncertainty about what had developed between her and her nurse friend, but she knew she wanted more of it, whatever that meant. She wanted more of Renee, that was for sure. She was seriously distracted just thinking about her, and that's why, when slender arms reached out from a doorway to grab her by the waist and haul her bodily sideways into the dark, Julie tried to scream. She inhaled sharply and deeply, only to let out all her angry panic in a long, hissing snarl of relieved profanity upon turning and recognizing Renee, chuckling in the shadows. "SunofaJesusfuckingchristbitch! Almost scared the goddam piss outta me, f'fuck's sake!" Julie was rubbing her arms somewhat manically to soothe away the gooseflesh that surprise had raised, but she was also beginning to smile. In moments, under Renee's quietly unrepentent smirk, Julie got the giggles. "I was just on my way to see you." "I know; I got your note, but I wanted a change of scenery." Renee reached up and set her hair free of its clip, and it slipped down to frame her face so prettily that Julie felt a sharp lust pang across her abdomen like a warm and fuzzy rubber band. The admin waved an arm at their surrounds. "You wanted a change of scenery and you picked the supply closet?" Renee shrugged. Then she pounced. Her hands dived under Julie's clothes and her kisses set her twice surprised friend on fire. Within a moment, both women were topless and sighing passionate pink-scented clouds of wanton desire. They'd had several meetings like this one in recent weeks, but this was the first time that Renee had seemed completely unrestrained. Confronted by Renee's hunger for her flesh and her very clever touches, Julie found herself in no time clinging to the nurse with both arms for balance against the giddiness that swooped through her in loops from nethers to brain and back again. She gasped then, as Renee popped open the length of the button fly of her dark jeans with one hard-twisted yank. Everything seemed to slow down and speed up at the same time. Renee's hand crawled tantalizingly across Julie's stomach and was at once stroking into her with, hard and slow. She murmured, "I dreamed about you last night. But it didn't feel like a dream, and…" Renee hesitated in her speech, but not in her actions. While her right hand elicited early tremors from her delectable friend, her left hand petted her back and held her closer. Julie's eyes fluttered open and she saw a bashful blush mingling with the heat already on the nurse's fair cheeks. "What happened -ohh-," she breathed, caught between the verge of climax and wonder at this new emotion tingling between them. Renee didn't quite meet her unsteady gaze, but instead stared at nothing and leaned against Julie until she was effectively pinned against the door so her left arm was free to slowly draw the admin's own clutching hands up over her head where she held them loosely. Julie didn't struggle; she moaned and her eyes fluttered shut again as the fiery coil tightening below her navel twanged in warning of impending release. Still, she begged, "Pleasejust…tellme." Renee kept doing the slow thing with her right hand that was making Julie writhe, even as she buried her face in her neck to confess, "I dreamed you were in bed with me, and I was really… disappointed… when I woke up and you weren't there." As that last surprise was delivered, Julie's eyes snapped open, and her hips thrust upwards against Renee's hand. She bucked and gasped, but Renee didn't cease her stroking until the trembling settled down into a hot throbbing around her fingers. "Damn, damn, damn," Julie panted, slipping her wrists free of Renee's loose grip and sagging forward against her chest. She took a few minutes to get her breath and her balance back, but as soon as she had that, she caught each of Renee's nipples briefly in her teeth before kissing her way down and down until she was on her knees, gazing up at her still-blushing lover-friend. While she unzipped and slowly drew the nurse's charcoal slacks over her hips and sexy legs and all the way to the floor, Julie watched her face and smiled at the shyness she saw there. As she teased with her thin fingers she said, "We obviously need to talk, but," she paused and did with her tongue to Renee something that Renee had moments ago been doing to her with her thumb, and was rewarded by a sharp gasp. "I think," another pause and another gasp, "it'll have to wait a bit," pause; gasp, "because I can't talk and do this at the same time." And then it was Renee's turn to hang on to the coat hook lest she fall over from the sensations burning her up from below. *** Katy returned to her office just before 3 PM, and was surprised to find all the peppermint patties still where they'd been when she left and the place not smelling even slightly of sex. She wondered briefly about that and then shrugged; I wasn't any of her business, anyway, even if they had inadevertently included her in their kinky office interludes, however peripherally. Still, in spite of her gruffness and sarcasm, Katy was sensual and romantic and she hoped nothing had come up to cause the trysting ladies to fall out of lust. They had real potential as a couple, too, if they'd give that a try, though she wondered if they weren't still too scared by their own new heat for that. She shrugged again and filed all questions of mint and sexual tension at the back of her mind for later blog posts. Back to the Sandyplex | Back to K's page | Back to SubverttheSpace