Date: Sat, 09 Dec 2006 16:29:05 -0500 From: Paige Turner Subject: The Juicy Jeweler (part 2 Kate was so nervous. Here she was, a respected business-owner and an active member of the community, about to put the moves on one of her employees. A female employee, at that. She'd never been with another woman, and she wasn't sure about Aileen's past relationships. She only knew that thoughts of Aileen had been keeping her up nights. Today Aileen had worn a cream-colored sweater that really showed off her figure. Her breasts were of average size, but they looked very firm. Just as Kate was about to close a diamond sale, Aileen walked past and turned, pausing just enough for Kate to get a rush from seeing her silhouette. She licked her lips at the thought of one day seeing those tits without the sweater. Kate had gone home from work still thinking about Aileen's breasts. She thought a glass of wine with dinner would help erase that image. Instead, one glass became the whole bottle. And Aileen's breasts were still her only thought. She knew she had to see them and couldn't wait any longer. She devised a plan to get Aileen into the office early, and quickly called her before she could change her mind. Her pulse quickened as she waited for Aileen to answer the phone. "I'll need you to come in early tomorrow, Aileen. With Christmas approaching I'll need extra help getting the new inventory priced and on display. Can you come in around 8:00?" "Sure. That shouldn't be a problem. I'll see you then. Goodnight." Kate had been certain that Aileen could see behind her plan. Certainly she noticed that Kate was talking much faster. Perhaps Aileen would just think it was due to the anticipated Christmas rush, not from the rush Kate got when thinking of her. Aileen was still on Kate's mind as she got ready for bed. As she unbuttoned her blouse, she envisioned Aileen's hands one day undressing her. As her blouse fell to the floor, she removed her skirt. She began to remove her thigh-high black stockings, rolling one down her long leg, but as she was about to remove it completely, she had a change of plans. She lightly and seductively rolled it back up her leg, letting her hands continue the journey up her body. Although she knew they'd eventually end up there, she bypassed her vagina to move up to her breasts. She began to massage her right breast over her silk-and-lace bra. The softness of the silk contrasting with the texture of the lace seemed so tantalizing. She began wondering what style bras Aileen preferred. Whatever she wore was perfect. Her breasts always looked so amazing. Kate wondered about Aileen's nipples as she exposed her own nipples. Her nipples were a fairly dark brown and she'd always had problems when she wore light-colored clothing. She imagined Aileen's being a lighter shade of rosy-pink because although she often saw her hard nipples poking out, she never noticed any color. And, with that cream-colored sweater Aileen had worn today she definitely would have noticed darker nipples. Envisioning Aileen's nipples made Kate's heart-rate quicken and her pussy ache for attention. She sucked on the fingers of her left hand for a few seconds, then slowly traced down her left side, pausing just briefly at her left breast before heading for her clit. By the time she reached it, her clit was fully engorged and begging for action. She used her right hand to gently pull back her lips as her left hand began massaging her clit: her index and ring fingers placed firmly on either side while her middle finger swept back and forth across the top. As her pace picked-up, she slipped two fingers from her right hand into her vagina. People had always admired her long fingers, but no one could have known how she had always been thankful for them most while alone in her bedroom. Those fingers were now stroking her G-spot with such vigor. It was as if her right and left hands were competing to see which could make her cum first. Her body was quivering and shuddering with each thrust as she approached orgasm. All the while, Aileen was still in all of her thoughts. The thoughts alone were probably enough to drive her to orgasm. What did Aileen's breasts look like? Did she shave or wax? A nice little patch or completely bare? Did she use toys or did she just prefer to use her hands to masturbate? With the thought of Aileen masturbating, Kate could feel that she was on the verge of a clitoral orgasm. Her pulse was racing, her breath was shorter and the moans were louder and longer. Then, all at once came the G-spot orgasm. The full body spasm. The warm juices. The screams of passion. A silent thank you to Aileen for her part in all of this. Kate tried uselessly to get to sleep. She wondered how she would approach Aileen about her hopes that they be together. She got to work early and still was unsure how she would broach the subject. Every possible conversation ran through her mind and none of them seemed right. How do you bring up your wanting someone when that person is your employee and you are unsure of that person's sexual proclivity? Would Aileen accept her advances or would she politely refuse? Would she just laugh it off? Would she file a sexual harassment suit? Right now, Kate couldn't think about the negatives. She had to be positive that all would work out okay. She heard a car door outside and knew that she had to make up her mind quickly how she was going to do it. As she caught a glimpse of Aileen outside the store window she sub-consciously began rubbing her breasts. While Aileen was unlocking the door, Kate made up her mind and put her plan into action. In just a few moments she would have her answer. "Did the door lock behind you?" Kate called nervously from her office. "Yes. I checked it. Looks like the happy hour ran a little late for the others, last night. I hope they get here soon. We've got a lot of work to get done." "Do we ever," Kate mumbled to herself. With the reassurance that the door was locked and no one would intrude, Kate jumped into action and quickly readied herself. "Aileen, can you come in here for a moment?" Aileen walked into Kate's office and there she stood: naked.