A passion for work

In too deep

The two women were in Jane's car, making out. Not driving though, of course. Tatum was in the driver's seat and Jane was on her lap, reaching for a button, trying to tilt the seat. The seat finally gave in, and Tatum was lying with Jane on top of her. They were clumsy with lust, their passion too high to comprehend simple physics. Jane started taking her kissing lower, all over Tatum's body. Tatum was lying back, enjoying her lips on her skin.

Jane took charge over the whole situation, pulling and tugging Tatum's clothes, kissing her neck, taking her shoes of. Clothes started getting lost. Neither of them were afraid of being seen. They didn't have a care in the world, other than for each other. Their second time together was unlike the first. It was the same passion, but a different type of tenderness. The kind you can only achieve by knowing each others secrets. The kind where you completely open up your mind and body to another, expecting nothing in return. It's trust, and it makes lust feel even better.

Jane was lying next to Tatum in the pulled back passenger's seat, out of breath. Tatum was watching her with a smile on her face. "You're amazing." Jane looked back at her with a beat look on her face and Tatum laughed. "I thought I was the one with the bad stamina." "You have to remember I'm twenty years older than you." Tatum was confused by the maths of it all. "Really?" "I read in your file you're twenty five." Jane turned around to face her. "You read my file?!" Tatum's voice was slightly shocked. "Hush. Now, I'm forty six, so that makes it basically twenty years."

Tatum looks her up and down. All her clothes are off except for her bra. She's gorgeous. "I would've never guessed." Jane laughed "You kissass!" "No I mean it!" Tatum defended herself. Jane seemed to have entered an uncontrollable laughing fit. "I'm your fucking boss!" She just kept on laughing. Eventually Tatum was infected with laughter as well. They laughed at the absurdity of their situation. They were having a forbidden affair! And they were both antisocial and awkward from time to time, but they knew they were perfect for each other.

After they put themself together and drove all the way home, they were finally at Jane's apartment. Tatum collapsed on her couch and Jane did the same. For a while they were just lying there, all events from the day spinning in their heads. They both knew what it was like coming home after a long day. A long day filled with fun, but a long day none the less. And they were understanding of each other's needs.

Jane went to take a shower and in the meantime Tatum took the liberty to make popcorn. She poured them into a plastic bowl for baking, to avoid the sound of kitchenware against popcorn. Jane came back wearing a fancy robe and was pleasantly surprised at Tatum's initiative. They put on a good action movie and watched it whilst snuggled up against each other on the couch. When midnight came around, they were both ready to give up for the day. They were exhausted, to say the least.

Jane looked at Tatum with shiny eyes and said "Stay." Tatum looked up at her, holding her neck. "I don't want you to go." "I'm staying right here." Tatum relieved Jane from her worries and pulled her in to a warm and tender kiss. Tatum borrowed a lace and satin nightgown and laid down next to Jane in her bed. They talked for a little while before falling asleep. Jane told Tatum she was planning on taking tomorrow off (she usually worked on Sundays) so that they could spend more time together and that she would call her boss to tell him in the morning.

Waking up next to Jane was like a dream for Tatum. It was a long while since she last woke up next to a woman at all. Jane was still asleep and Tatum was watching her. Was she being creepy? She didn't care. She was way too beautiful to not be admired. Tatum laid like that for a long while, enjoying every little detail of the moment, until Jane started moving. "Good morning, beautiful." Tatum greeted her with a smile. Jane turned to face her.

"Good morning." Her voice was soft and filled with warmth. She clearly didn't have as much energy as Tatum on this lovely morning, but she didn't mind. It only meant she got to treat her. Make her breakfeast, brush her hair... But there was no way she was getting out of bed yet. Jane just looked too gorgeous in the early morning light, with her hair all messy and with a bright smile on her lips. Jane reached out for Tatum's arms and snuggled up against her, Tatum felt Jane's warmth towards her body. "Let's stay here forever." Jane said quietly. "Right here in this moment." "I'd love to." Tatum answered, stroking her hair softly.

They laid there for a long time but didn't get the opportunity to do so forever. Because all of a sudden the front door burst open, and a man was standing there, looking straight into Jane's bedroom. "Shit." Jane let out and Tatum got a giant lump in her throat. Seeming furious, the man walked into the room before either of the women got the chance to appear presentable. "Really, Jane?!" He yelled. "In your bed?" Tatum finally knew where she recognized him from and quickly realized how much trouble they both were in. He was in the meeting she had accompanied Jane to. He knew they worked together.