Taryn smiled warmly at the young woman seated beside her. She vowed to tread very carefully around her fragile ego. "Hopefully the same thing you are – getting some rest and relaxation before we tackle our new client."
Oblivious to Taryn's gentle rebuke, Lisa rushed on with her dialogue. "Well I'd like you to come over for dinner tonight," she said. "Afterward we can do some brainstorming about the new client.
Actually, I outlined a script as I was watching the video. I'd like you to review it before our next meeting."
"Lisa, I appreciate your hard work and commitment. However, my dear, you must develop a life outside of work. In place of these long hours you spend working, you need to be going out with friends."
Taryn paused and leveled Lisa with a stern gaze. "We'll review the script tomorrow."
Lisa turned her eager face to Taryn. "I don't mind. Really," she said.
Taryn placed her hand reassuringly on Lisa's shoulder. Although she didn't want to hurt her feelings, she knew she needed to discourage those misguided emotions. "No, Lisa. The work will still be here tomorrow."
Lisa felt a flash of anger, much as a child to an overbearing parent.
However, the anger was short lived where Taryn was concerned. Lisa nodded and rose from the table. "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow," she said in a disheartened voice. Without waiting for a reply, she walked to the door.
"Lisa, wait a minute." While Lisa paused in the doorway, Taryn called her answering service to let them know that she was forwarding her phone. "Only contact me if it's an emergency," she told the operator.
Lisa's heart was pounding and her face flushed with anticipation.
Had Taryn changed her mind?
Removing her coat from the closet, Taryn told Lisa, "Get your things and meet me in the lobby. We'll have a drink and discuss the script. But only for a few minutes," she added in a stern voice.
Lisa's face immediately brightened. "Be ready in a sec," she replied.
Taryn knew she did not set a good example for Lisa. Having been without a steady lover for several months now, she poured her every waking hour into work. It stemmed off the loneliness and prevented her from rushing into a monogamous long-term affair. Casual sex was a far safer option. With her perfectly sculpted face and her model perfect figure, sex partners were easy for Taryn to find.
Unfortunately, she had a need few women could satisfy.
As she left the office, Taryn felt the familiar aching between her legs. She longed for a time capsule, something to take her back to that place where another woman had satisfied her every need, including the dark one she kept guarded so secretively. It was like a hunger that could not be satiated, no matter how often she partook. Taryn knew Lisa would service her willingly. Yet, there were risks inherent in such an affair, risks far greater than she should take. Unfortunately, her emotions were overriding her reasoning tonight. Sighing, she took her coat and hurried out the door.
Chapter Two
Down the hall from Taryn's office, savvy Camarin Knight was giving her libido full rein. She had no qualms about sex and engaged in it quite frequently. Unlike Taryn, Camarin's needs were more easily satisfied. She experienced sex as a conquest, each new woman adding to her status as a sex goddess in the lesbian community.
Jennifer Levine was the newest addition to the staff at Lavender Excursions. Although she was told Camarin would show her all the ropes, she doubted sex was included in the curriculum. When Camarin cornered her on her way out of the meeting, Jennifer's curiosity got the better of her. Now she was in Camarin's office, penned against her desk and debating whether she should allow Camarin Knight to bed her. Camarin's reputation preceded her and Jennifer wasn't certain she wanted to be added to that list of conquests.
Her full weight leaning against Jennifer, Camarin eyed her prey.
She made no attempt to hide her hunger. A full five feet nine inches tall, Camarin had a physical advantage over Jennifer. The petite blue-eyed, blonde-haired beauty was no match for Camarin Knight.
Nonetheless, when Camarin tried to kiss her, she twisted her head from side to side. That was fine with Camarin because she preferred some degree of resistance. She chuckled as Jennifer tried to use her small size to her advantage and wiggle out from under Camarin's body.
Camarin gripped her around the waist and lifted Jennifer onto the desk. Once she had her sights set on someone, Camarin was not easily deterred. "Gotcha!" she growled. Grasping Jennifer's face between her hands, she gazed hungrily at those full warm lips, parted as if waiting for her mouth. She closed her eyes and kissed Jennifer's lower lip, nibbling it ever so slightly.
Jennifer gasped. The air was charged with excitement. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to experience the full pleasure of Camarin's caress. She felt her mouth traveling over her face, kissing her cheeks, then her eyes. She felt Camarin's nose nuzzling her earlobe, biting it ever so gently, teasingly. "Um," she sighed. Her body went limp, yielding totally to Camarin's lips and fingers. Long, slender fingers, they trailed through her hair, exploring the softness and fine texture.
She could hear Camarin breathing in the fragrance of it as she lifted and released each tress.
Camarin moved closer, nudging her knee against Jennifer's legs.
They were pressed tightly together, sentinels guarding the gate to Jennifer's undiscovered treasures. Camarin crooned in her ear. "So lovely," she murmured, kissing the lobes. She moved her tongue over the soft contours, licking and nuzzling her most erotic places. She felt Jennifer shifting, parting her legs so Camarin could fit against her.
Jennifer felt Camarin edging forward. She felt her hands on her knees, her fingers catching the hem of her skirt and pushing it upward.
Slowly, sensuously her fingers trailed over Jennifer's legs. Using Camarin for support, Jennifer raised her butt off the desk, allowing Camarin to push the annoying garment up about her waist. "Oh-oh," she moaned, almost imperceptibly. Hot skilled fingers were teasing her body, tracing up and down her legs, creating a path so charged with energy that it sent currents running through her. She moaned and sighed and cooed. "Yes," she whispered. "Um, take me, Camarin.
Please take me," she begged as Camarin continued teasing her.
Camarin's hands felt what her eyes could not see. Jennifer wore lace panties, the material so delicate it yielded very readily to Camarin's fingers. She closed her fists around the waistband and ripped it apart. Rendered limp and useless now, the sides of the panties rested against Jennifer's body. The white lace seemed to tremble beneath Camarin's hands. Her eyes still focused on Jennifer's face, she pressed her lips ever so lightly against hers, teasing her with offers of a first kiss.
Jennifer grasped the collar of Camarin's leather jacket, pulling her forward. Yes, she wanted those hot swollen lips pressing against hers! Tilting her head to the side, she took a breath and leaned forward, searching for Camarin's mouth. Her captor's lips were pressed tightly together, daring her to venture inside. The taste of forbidden fruit now sweet on her tongue, Jennifer did not question her body's desires. Sleek and graceful as a panther, she moved her tongue over Camarin's lips. Using the sensitive tip to guide her movements, she traced the contours and explored the regions between. Around and around she circled her tongue over Camarin's lips. And after each circle was completed, she paused in the center where the lips were pressed together. Relentlessly, she teased the opening, begging it to yield to her hungry mouth.
Camarin was losing her edge and she knew it. Her blood was so hot – so charged – and her clit felt ready to explode. She opened her mouth ever so slightly, allowing Jennifer's tongue to touch hers.