You Don't Love Him

Snow Day

December 2, 2019

It had been a couple of days since that night between Emily and Sue and neither one of the girls could stop thinking about it, but they hadn't spoken about it. Monday had rolled around, and the girls had reported to work as usual—it was a busy start to the day since they hadn't been there in nearly a week. They had barely spoken since Sue left Emily's apartment yesterday morning—when they arrived at work, they both greeted each other warmly and then jumped right into their work. Both girls had definitely contemplated texting each other after the fact yesterday, but neither one of them ended up sending a message through.

Emily had been updating the Boston Globe website periodically throughout the morning—an early December snowstorm was incoming and about to hit Boston and the big boss asked Emily to keep up with updating the website as news of its progress became available. On top of that, she was working on other articles that needed to be submitted by the end of the day.

Sue was busy at her desk, editing an article Emily wrote over the Thanksgiving break. She was finding it hard to focus on her work this morning, though. Thoughts of Emily and the other night were flooding her brain as she tried to work. She tapped her pen on the desk for a moment, staring at it in her left hand as she glanced at her engagement ring on her finger. She bit her lip slightly as she let her mind wander for a moment.

Flashback – Sue' POV

"Say less," Emily said, pulling my pants down and off and then my underwear.

I looked down at her, my breath heavy as she stared back up at me while she placed light kisses on my inner thighs, making her way up slowly. I was turned on—Emily's mouth getting closer and closer to where I was aching for her was something I never thought would happen in my life time. Me wanting Emily in this way is something I never thought would happen. There was just something about her.

Emily finally reached my center after teasing me with how slow she was going. She licked her lips and looked up at me again.

"You sure this is okay, Susie?" She asked, her voice low. She looked different all of a sudden. I was used to seeing those eyes go dark like they had been just now, but the look of hunger on her face made my body tremble in a good way.

I nodded desperately and whispered, "Yes."

Emily nodded and lingered for a moment before finally putting her mouth on my center. As soon as I felt her mouth on me, my mouth opened slightly and my back arched—finally getting what I had been waiting for. Her tongue came out of her mouth and she started playing with my clit and instinctively, I put my hand on the back of her head—encouraging her to keep going. It felt so fucking good and my body was begging for more as I kept bucking my hips up in desperation for Emily's mouth.

"Emily!" I moaned, licking and then biting my lip as my fingers entangled in her hair.

She looked back up at me again as she swirled her tongue around my clit and then licked down my folds as she started sucks and kissing her way back to my sensitive spot. I kept my eyes on her and she kept hers on me the whole time. I know she was trying to watch for my reaction—I could hardly even keep the eye contact with the pleasure I was feeling. I didn't want her to stop and I think she could tell.

She pulled away, still watching me as she grabbed my legs and positioned them over her shoulders. I felt absolutely no guilt about what was happening in the moment, even though I knew I should. She gripped at my thighs and pulled my body roughly down toward her, making my back drag against the sheets as my clit met her mouth again and another moan escaped from my lips.