So Right, Yet So Wrong

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The drive home seemed to last forever, every light took an eternity to turn green, each stop barely completed, Crystals mind raced with reenactments of the events just passed. She couldn't stop thinking about the way she felt, the passion in Natalie's eyes. She felt connected to her in a way that was unexplainable and yet she knew as she drove home she was nearing her demise. Her lovely black curls now pulled tightly away from her face she looked into the rearview mirror to check that her makeup hadn't showed any signs of the wild, impromptu, sex she just had. Her eyes wide, lips pulled into a sinister smile, her brow raised slightly as she looked at herself in the mirror; she didn't know the woman who was looking back at her. She felt as if she became a new person that night, someone who couldn't be tamed.

As Crystal pulled into her driveway the garage door was already opened as if to greet her with open arms into her seemingly happy home. With a push of a button the car was off and with another click the garage door closed her into her dungeon. She walked into the foyer with confidence that her soon to be husband was sleeping peacefully in their bedroom, but instead he was dozing off on the couch in the nearby living room, the TV watching him not the other way around. She turned off the tv and tiptoed into the bathroom to draw herself a bath, lavender bubbles, vanilla cream candles. She wanted to relax and calm her mind. As she took off her black pencil skirt and unbuttoned her pastel pink blouse she heard a small thump on the door. Crystal turned around startled only to find her groggy fiancé standing in the doorway. "Where were you?" He seemed too calm for the situation, yet showed subtle signs of agitation. Crystal paused for a minute, debating wether to lie or tell the truth. She lied. "I was at a bar with a few co-workers, we stopped for drinks and had a couple appetizers." She lied right through her teeth, but Mark bought the lie, he walked into the bedroom and as far as Crystal knew she was in the clear. She stepped into the bath, the steam raising off the water. She sighed contently as she began to submerge her body, she could smell a faint reminisce of Natalie's cologne on her skin. She smiled again to herself as she soaked and reveled in her new favorite memory. Crystal was in pure heaven when she pictured the scene over and over again in her mind. There was nothing that could bring her down, or so she thought.

The next morning Mark rolled over to kiss his soon to be wife on her shoulders to wake her up, but to his surprise she wasn't in bed. He checked the bathroom she wasn't in the shower, he wondered where she had gone but now he could smell the sweet scent of hickory bacon and French toast radiating up the stairs. He raced down the stairs like a child to find his fiancé cooking in only an apron and a thong. He smiled to himself, this was a new sight to him. Her mocha brown skin contrasting with the yellow apron, her black bouncy curls gently sweeping her shoulder and her perky 36D breasts resting neatly beneath the apron, he didn't know what the occasion was; maybe he missed her birthday, an anniversary ? "what's all this about" Mark asked with his eyebrows raised and a hint of concern in his voice. Crystal just giggled and kept cooking. There was no doubt in her mind that she had Mark stumped, she finished breakfast, bacon, veggie omelettes, French toast and fresh coffee. Mark knew not to question this act of kindness, but to enjoy it while it lasted. He could feel a heavy sense of "bridezilla" coming on in the near future. They sat in almost silence as they ate, the only sounds were their chewing and a few comments about work and family. When they finished Mark stayed behind in the kitchen to clean up while Crystal began to ready herself for work, taking extra care in her hair and make up. Mark noticed the effort she put in this morning and complimented her genuinely admiring her beauty, but in response he got a "Mh, Thanks I'll be home late again today, the meeting didn't go well with the Godfrey Ministries and we're going to try again today for a better outcome" she shrugged off his compliment and strutted away from the mirror, her black Louis Vuitton pumps echoing off the walls. She left him in amazement, he stood there in a daze for a moment while he tried to figure out what just happened, his eyes began to water and he soon realized he was crying. Before he could let the first tear fall down his face he picked up his phone and dialed up Sweet Lips.

Once in the office everything went per usual, Natalie greeted Crystal at the elevator, they walked to her office and began to converse about the daily tasks and duties. Everything proceeded as normal up until about 6:30pm, the office cleared out earlier than usual, it was Friday. They had the whole floor to themselves, and weren't afraid to use the open space to their advantage. They started in Crystals office, fucking slow and passionately, then found theirselves on the desk of another employee until they were down the hall and up against a wall, clear from cameras and windows. Natalie had Crystals arms pinned above her head with one hand and the other between her legs with her skirt wrapped tight around her waist and her blouse unbuttoned revealing her dark brown nipples. No one was on the floor with them and Crystal loved hearing herself moan and gasp, their love was euphoric. She was high off adrenaline, her blood rushing, she could feel herself about to cum and instead of releasing herself she stopped Natalie mid-stroke and told her "Eat my pussy, lick me up!" She looked Natalie right in her eyes as she spoke these words. She meant every syllable with great passion. Natalie made no hesitation but took her time making her way down to Crystals sweet spot. She licked slowly down her neck, tracing hearts with her tongue, kissed on her chest, spent ample time on each nipple making little circles and sucking gently all the while still playing with her clit. Natalie licked down Crystals navel kissing her way down to her pussy, when she finally reached her destination she wasted no time and dove in tongue first, Crystal was so sweet. She moaned deeper and louder, sighing with pleasure, she grabbed a hand full of Natalie's locks and tugged lightly as she could feel herself getting weak. Natalie grabbed Crystals thigh and placed her leg over her shoulder. Now standing like an elegant flamingo, back arched off the wall, Crystal struggled to keep her balance as she convulsed with pure joy and excitement. She came harder than she ever had, Natalie was proud of her work, she didn't bother to clean herself up as she resurfaced and kissed Crystal right on the mouth. She wanted her to taste herself, to experience what she did, neither of them said a word as the walked back to Crystals office. But once inside Natalie broke the silence. "How long are we going to keep this up before Mark finds out, or someone comes into the office and sees us?" Crystal had already thought about the possibility of Mark finding out, she had devised a plan for that. But the question of an employee walking in never crossed her mind. She stood complacent for a few moments before sitting in her chair and looking out the window. The city lights showed how much life was in the city after hours, when she was supposed to be at home with her fiancé. Her back turned to Natalie she spoke quietly but carefully "You say nothing to anyone about this" she paused for a second "meet me at the ShirveVille Hotel Monday night at 10pm. If you don't show up you're fired." She didn't wait for a response before clearing her throat and giving her signature grunt for Natalie to leave her office. Natalie didn't retaliate, she simply pulled her dreadlocks into a half-ponytail, retied her tie, and exited the room.