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Shade's Destiny Ch. 01

By: AVixenLiterally



The sharp sting of the slap woke me up. It was hard enough to take any sleepy dullness out of my head but didn't leave my ears ringing. The voice was prickly and cold, "Wake up slut! I want my day started right." I knew where I was. In her bed, between her legs, where, apparently, I'd fallen asleep what felt like an hour ago. Bright sunlight flooded the room. The night had begun not long after dinner and the drapes hadn't been closed.

I snaked my way to her parted legs and lapped at the bare, sodden lips of her pussy. Fingers gripped my short black hair tightly and held me in place. I sighed inside as I worked, feverishly, to bring her to yet another climax. My mind wandered as my tongue did its work. A part of me knew this was how I'd wind up when it began on that Friday in July. After the divorce I'd seen a shrink. Among other things I learned about myself was that we generally know when we do something wrong we will get caught. And that most of the time it's what we wanted. Shade's moans let me know I was servicing her well, again. I knew the rhythms of her body well enough by now.

Her fingers toyed with her clit while my tongue took her where she wanted to go. I saw her stomach clench, heard the low growl of pleasure, her hips rocked, my lips and mouth were flooded with her juices and she screamed as it exploded in her, using words that were no longer unfamiliar to me. This wasn't how my life was supposed to go and yet, this is my life. After the spasms subsided and the torrent had become a trickle she pushed me away, climbed out of bed, and strode to the bathroom. Naked, I lay on the scented, soaked sheets. I was beyond tears. Humiliation is a daily part of my life now. I guess I should go back and start at the beginning.

My name is Destiny Langan. Langan is my birth name. I took it back after the divorce. I'm 38, 5-7, 135 pounds, short black hair, pale green eyes, a trim 34c-24-36. My body is showing signs of my age, though usually I'm the only one to notice. Or was - until these last few days. Sigh

I grew up in Hackensack, New Jersey. An only child, my parents had me late in their lives. I was told I was a blessing but it felt like I'd been an unwanted burden. I went to Indiana University, majored in Accounting and Economics, and was married at twenty five. We moved to Kokomo where we eventually bought a house. I had a medical scare when I was late in my twenties and had a complete hysterectomy so children were not part of the equation.

What started out as a 'dream' marriage turned sour after that. Denny wanted a family; he was one of eight kids. Denny grew distant emotionally and physically after my operation. When the downturn hit in 2008 and the world collapsed, a town like Kokomo was devastated. Home to several big factories that employed thousands as well as just about every restaurant chain in the country, the divorce rate, foreclosures and spousal abuse all rose dramatically.

Never one to hold his liquor, Denny only hit me once. That was the night I confronted him about the affair he was having with my best friend Karin Woods. What the asshole didn't know was that she had an STD courtesy of one of her lovers. I packed up that night after he left to go back to the bar. I stuffed as many suitcases and other things into my car, drove to East Lafayette, and spent the night at a hotel near I-65. I called in to work the next day, quit, looked up a divorce attorney in town, and started divorce proceedings. I went to the bank, cleared out both our joint bank accounts, opened new ones in my name, got in the car, and headed north.

The attorney asked about the house. I signed a quit claim deed. The house was under water anyway. I never even had to go to court. I just signed a bunch of documents, faxed them back to the attorney, and was single again on December 7th, 2008. What was I going to do with the rest of my life? I had no idea. Not one. My father had died of a heart attack at age sixty three; my mother was ill for some time before passing away the year after my surgery. Her lengthy illness chewed up quite a bit of their cash reserve so basically my inheritance was the proceeds of the sale of my childhood home.

I found a furnished apartment with a sublease on the north side of Chicago. I didn't want something permanent until I had gotten some sense of the city, where I might work, and, perhaps, made a few friends. I temped for a while though I wasn't desperate for money. It was okay I guess. Two weeks here, two weeks there. Never really getting a chance to settle in, get to know the others in the office, but it helped. It got me out of the cramped confines of the apartment, an environment even more depressing than the last few years of my marriage.

I started checking out coffee shops. I'd sit in the always changing landscape -- young, old, men, women, all wanting to fill their unique craving for caffeine, my laptop on the table top, searching for any sort of employment that looked interesting. Today, for whatever reason, I'd wanted to try a new one. I spotted it as I was riding the bus and got off at the next stop. D's Coffee Shop. I liked it the moment I stepped inside. It was quaint, soft music dancing off brightly colored walls, the pervasive scent of coffee, soft murmur of voices. It felt like it had female ownership; there was the distinct sense of a woman's touch as my eyes moved around the room. Coffee in hand, I looked for an open table. I found one, settled in, and took a first, small sip, taking in the crowd. Well now, maybe I'd been dealt a bit of good luck. Everyone in the shop was female. No staring, leering men. No reason to feel uneasy.

I was gliding over the want ads when a voice asked, "Would you mind company?" The pretty face, accompanied by a wide, inviting smile, was attached to a woman with round grey eyes, lush dark brown hair, and flawless skin. What the hell; break up the monotony of being alone.

"No, please sit," I said with a welcoming smile. "The company will be a welcome change of pace."

"Thank you. It's always awkward barging into someone's alone time but I know what you mean. I needed to get out of the house for a bit. I love my kids but sometimes I need to just be Stacy." With that she reached across and offered her hand. "I'm Stacy Gaffney," she said with a shy smile, "though most days now I'm 'Mommy.'" I laughed and had that little twinge in my heart. I introduced myself as well. "I don't think I've seen you here before Destiny. Are you new to the neighborhood?"

Well, you probably know all the stories I do about how a stranger becomes your new best friend an hour later. This time, it was nearly two hours of non-stop chatting, some hilarious baby stories, and sympathetic nods as I told her what led to and about my divorce. I remember blushing when Stacy told me I had the most beautiful mouth. I guess I'm pretty. It was nice to hear a compliment from a woman, very attractive herself. I never thought of it as anything more than that.

She described some of the details of her life. Thirty three when we met, she and her husband, Matt Rooney, were married at twenty five. He is an attorney. They waited a few years before starting a family. Gavin, four, was in pre-school. Brianna, two, was just getting out of diapers. She seemed blissfully happy if a little harried.

At one point the conversation moved to work. When I mentioned I was temping Stacy asked about my background. I gave her the short version. Her eyes brightened, her smile beamed and she said, "You know, just the other day the owner of the place I work mentioned she was looking for someone to bring in as bookkeeper. That's probably a little beneath your qualifications, but if you have a résumé handy I'll give it to Shade. Shade Nguyen, my boss, is the owner of the Lincoln Park Insurance Agency."

I was flabbergasted and grateful for the opportunity. I handed her mine with a slight tremble in my hands. We giggled as she helped me with puzzle of pronouncing Shade's last name correctly. Mispronouncing a prospective boss's name does not leave a good impression. It had been over two hours and Stacy hinted she needed to get back home. When she asked I agreed to meet back here Saturday morning. We stood, hugged, and promised to keep in touch. We'd exchanged cell numbers and emails. As we headed to the door together a voice called out to Stacy. She turned to me apologetically.

"Oh please, don't be silly," I said, casually dismissing her concerns. "This was my first time here. You live in the neighborhood and probably come here often. I'll catch the bus, you catch up with whomever. See you Saturday." She smiled gratefully, squeezed my hand, and said thanks. I smiled, turned, and headed out. What a lovely woman, what a fabulous little find the coffee shop was, and what a great break if this chance meeting led to a permanent job.

That Saturday morning get together with Stacy turned out to be a fantastic day. I'd gotten a call on Friday, had an interview scheduled for Monday, and Stacy shared my excitement at the prospects of my hiring. We chatted about the baby, juggling work and home, and her always busy schedule. Matt was home with the kids. I shared her joy and kept the ember of anguish about her seemingly normal life at bay. She mentioned that she was going shopping and asked if I had plans. Saturday in a city I was still learning my way around? My social calendar was chock full of empty. Of course I'd join her. I was thrilled.

After we'd finished our respective coffees and had gabbed for a while we headed out, hand in hand. Stacy was airy, cheerful and talked a mile a minute as we walked down the west side of the street. She pointed out various shops along the way, giving me the thumbnail sketch of what they carried, what she thought of them, and so forth. We stopped in several, tried on blouses, skirts, shoes, and cooed over scarves, handbags and the like. She held up a gorgeous emerald green, scoop neck, pull-over blouse. She asked what I thought. It was a fabulous complement to her grey eyes. She scurried to a nearby dressing stall and pulled the curtain. I marveled at my good fortune in finding such a comfortable, charming new friend as I made my way through the rows of offerings.

My jaw dropped when Stacy came out in the blouse. Though loose fitting, it looked gorgeous on her. Sleeves just above the elbow were loosely banded with elastic. She seemed thrilled at my approval. She wandered the rows with me. When I held up the blue chiffon blouse Stacy actually gasped out loud. It was absolutely stunning. She begged me to try it on. How could I refuse those grey eyes? I pulled the curtain, slipped off my light cotton sweater, and slid the silky fabric over my head. I looked at myself in the full mirror. It was absolutely spectacular.

I was debating about whether to dare look at the price when the curtain was pulled back. There stood Stacy with two other blouses over her arm. I blushed; she apologized for being so forward, then stood and gawked. She hung the two blouses on the hook and moved closer to inspect the blouse, commenting on the fabric, the fit, and how it looked on me. My self-conscious self dismissed her barging into the close quarters as a friend's enthusiasm over my find.

She reached for one of her selections. Blue seemed to be the color of the day. She asked me to face the mirror; as I did she reached around and held the blouse in front of me. I felt her presence behind me. It was fabulous. Stacy described the design on the scooped neck as origami. I had no clue. She begged me to try it on. I blinked.

"Oh for god's sake Destiny, we're both women. I do this all the time when I'm out shopping with friends." She shook her head and smiled. I felt foolish, shrugged and lifted the light chiffon over my head. She handed me the new blouse and hung the other on a clear plastic hanger. I slipped the dark blue over my head and let it slide down over my shoulders. It was the definition of light as a feather. The sleeves came just below the elbows, the hem just south of my hips. Perfect! I turned - a smile on my face.

Stacy shook her head in wonder. "Destiny, it's like that blouse was made with you in mind." She stepped close and grabbed lightly at the shoulders as if to shake it out. Stepping back, she nodded in approval. "I don't know how much you want to spend but I think you're two for two today." Her smile ear to ear, she hugged me. Hmm. It felt awkward not to return the hug so I did. "Come on lady, we've done enough damage here. Put your sweater back on and let's hit the road." As she finished she turned, reached for the sweater and handed it to me. She waited; I waited. The moment passed. I put the fleeting thought out of my mind, took off the blouse, and put my sweater on.

My friend beamed her approval as I reached for my purchases. I was happy; they're both wonderful. We each paid. The sales woman thanked us and said, "It's nice to have you back Stacy. And thank you for bringing your friend." Stacy introduced me to Shelley. We shook hands. Shelley said she hoped to see me back again soon. How sweet! I signed the credit card receipt. She asked for my email address. I hesitated; Stacy assured it me they only used it to keep customers informed when new merchandise arrived. Stacy's endorsement helped; it seemed harmless enough. I wrote it on the back of the credit card slip. Shelley wished us both a pleasant weekend and bade us goodbye.

Down the street we went, ducking in here and there, trying things on, holding up others to mirrors, commenting to each other about yays and nays. We had gone maybe eight blocks when Stacy suggested we cross the street and try that side. Sounded like fun. My Saturday of shopping resulted in a scarf, a pair of sunglasses Stacy assured me I simply had to have, a pair of earrings that I couldn't pass up, my two blouses and a partridge in a pear tree.

As we approached D's it seemed this fabulous day was coming to an end. Stacy had other plans. She insisted on buying lunch. I demurred, she persisted. Not wanting to offend I caved. Even though it was early April it was unseasonably warm so we took advantage and sat outside. Stacy asked if I drank liquor; she suggested white wine when I replied in the affirmative. It seemed she knew someone everywhere we went.

She addressed our server by name, "April, this is Destiny, a new friend. Would you please bring us two glasses of my fav Chardonnay?" April smiled, nodded as she wrote, and left. Young, Hispanic coloring, stunningly lovely, dark brown eyes, full lips, slender, wearing a tee and jeans that had that painted on look. Simply gorgeous.

Stacy teased me as my eyes followed April while she headed into the restaurant. "See something you like?" I turned several shades of red. I guess I deserved that. The truth is she is a lovely young lady. Hard not to notice. Stacy seemed amused as I fumbled to verbalize what I'd been thinking. She patted my hand with hers and, curiously, left it there. "Just imagine the looks she'd be getting if Matt was here." My tension disappeared with her cute comment.

When April returned with the wine I saw her glance at Stacy's hand on mine and the quick glance at Stacy. I moved my hand to pick up the wine glass. Stacy ordered the southwest salmon salad; I ordered the Santa Fe chicken salad. We both laughed at our distinctly female selections. We clinked glasses to Stacy's, "Thank you for joining me on this beautiful Saturday, Destiny. I enjoyed the company, the shopping, and love your new blouses. It's just wonderful to have made a new friend." I thanked her and agreed. I had thoroughly enjoyed the outing.

We chatted lightly as we sipped our wine; when April brought our salads the banter continued. Stacy and her husband had dinner plans for tonight. Tomorrow the family was going to his parent's house for brunch. She hoped to spend a relaxing Sunday night at home. I'd be going back to the tiny confines. The salad was wonderful; Stacy echoed my thoughts. We relaxed with another glass of wine before leaving. April wished us both a great weekend. When Stacy and I said our goodbyes we hugged; she kissed me lightly on the cheek. Startled, I did the same. Her eyes bright, she wished me luck on Monday. We said our goodbyes. She headed home; I waited for the bus. Fuck it; I hailed a cab.

The interview seemed to go very well Monday. Shade was very pleasant. The questions were in depth. I answered them as best as I could. She seemed pleased. She asked when I could start. I wasn't on assignment so I let her know I was available as soon as she had made a decision. She nodded, stood, thanked me for my time, and promised a call in a day, two tops. It came early Wednesday morning. Could I start Monday the 13th? You betcha!!

That's how I wound up working where I did. That it started out as temporary was a bit disappointing, but Shade's explanation during my interview made perfect sense. She was unsure of just how much work there was, wanted to make sure she'd found just the right person, and promised a review in three months. Sounded fair to me. The environment at work seemed pleasant enough. There were eight of us, including my friend Stacy, who worked there. All of us were women. The office was a mix of what you'd expect: some married; some divorced, and some, like Shade, were single. I was the oldest of the group. Though I was temping I did begin to make friends with some of the others in the office.

Six agents, including Shade, sold a variety of products for a host of companies. I didn't know much about the insurance business and it felt strange and icky. Selling things to people? Denny and I had been approached by people we knew and/or had gone to school with. He had played baseball in college until he blew up his shoulder during a double play. He wasn't gigantic or anything but he was a sturdy 6 ft 3 inches. His stony glare usually resulted in a hurried retreat.

I was grateful when Shade befriended me. She's is a tiny little thing. Second generation Vietnamese, now 33, long, straight, black hair! She's not only short but slender; think 5 ft 4 inches and 110 pounds. Bubbly and warm with clients, I learned she could be distant and harsh in the office. She lives in a posh condo on Lake Shore Drive. I was a dinner guest on occasion. Plus, while the Agency was still small, she'd had office parties (Christmas, for instance) at her place.

I was thrilled when Shade made good on her promise and offered me full time employment after three months of temping. A first step toward a new life. I moved into my apartment over Labor Day weekend of 2009. Chicago was becoming my kind of town but I hadn't completed my makeover. I was living and working in a city I'd never set foot in prior to the divorce. I relied on those I'd come to know best, particularly Stacy, for help with things like doctors, dentists, and other professionals. Stacy recommended her Ob/Gyn; a blessing. Insurance? I'm laughing. Anything I needed, any questions I had, I could simply ask anyone in the Agency.

It was Shade who recommended the management company that helped me find my apartment. Stacy came to the rescue as I furnished the place. She took me to some upscale second hand stores for some of the things that could be purchased that way. Several of the others in the office, Shade included, generously offered their time and assistance as well.

If you're a woman reading this you're asking: Where does she go to get her hair, nails and the rest done? I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings but I also didn't want to impose on Shade and Stacy for every little thing. Lindsay Berger, a gorgeous blonde who was part of the sales team, always looked completely put together. I asked her one day where her salon was. It was within walking distance of the office. It turns out several of the employees were regular patrons as well. That was all I needed to hear. Another puzzle piece in place!!


Shade's Destiny Ch. 01



It was nice to go out on Friday nights with a group, have a little dinner, drinks, and even go clubbing. It was a very different life than I'd been used to while married and living in Kokomo. I had made a few friends outside the group at the office but dating was still not something I was ready for. The way the marriage disintegrated and, specifically, the way it ended, really soured me on men. I was seeing a therapist and she assured me we were making solid progress. I was still very leery of emotional involvement with a man.

When there were only eight of us and I was still temping Stacy was the lone Admin. A second, Kelly, was added later. Perhaps it was her age; she has the best personality too! It helped that she was in the office all day like me. We'd have lunch, sit together if we weren't going out, and just chat. It was really nice to have someone close to my own age. The agents were out on appointments a lot so my interactions with them were quite a bit more infrequent.

Very late in 2010 I was promoted to office manager. The agency was still growing. I worked over New Years weekend in January of 2011 to do the year-end closing of the books. I'd been on an occasional date but wasn't seeing anyone over the holidays. I noticed that the Agency was taking in more and more cash every month. Even though our offices were in a prosperous Near North side location some people still came in and paid their premiums in cash. I had suggested to Shade that it was a pretty dangerous habit; she shrugged off my security concerns.

I thought that I could demonstrate the consequences of her casual attitude by adjusting the cash accounting. Move money from pocket A to pocket B so to speak. I bought a small metal box and began making minor, occasional adjustments. I really never gave any thought to consequences. Why? It was never my intention to take the money. I just wanted to accentuate the danger that taking in so much cash could bring.

What I didn't know was my every move was being watched. Shade had the entire place wired with cameras and motion sensors. I suppose, looking back, that might have accounted for her rather casual brush off of my concerns. All the feeds went back to her condo; a detail I would come to rue. In fact, I need to leave the computer for a little while. A certain someone crooked her finger at me. I'll be back later.

Friday, July 13th, 2012. The day my life changed. Forever!!

Shade was distant; that wasn't terribly unusual. I headed to her office as requested. "Close the door, Destiny and have a seat." Curious, I closed the door and set my water on the table in front of her desk. I sat, smoothing the skirt over my legs. I noticed the TV was on though there wasn't a picture. The little sign on the top left of the flat screen showed 'AV.' I knew that the Agency had training videos for new agents and new products. It wasn't anything to be alarmed about.

Shade turned her chair around so that she was facing me, clicked a button on a remote, and the screen lit up with a picture. OMG!! I was at my desk, with my little grey metal box, moving cash from an envelope to the box. I felt myself pale, then flush, as my breaths shortened into gasps. I was paralyzed and embarrassed. I could explain. I turned my head to look at Shade; my eyes were drawn to the grey box on her desk. Her smile was thin and her eyes were cold and hard.

"So, Destiny, the only reason the police haven't been called is I'm curious to hear what you have to say about this." Her head tilted toward the grey box. In an effort to gain some composure and collect my fleeting thoughts I took a sip of my water. My hands shook so badly I nearly spilled it.

"Shade, to quote the phrase, this isn't what it looks like. Do you remember me suggesting we not take in so much cash due to the neighborhood and the crime rate? I thought if I moved a little bit of money every now and then and stashed it in this grey box it might reinforce my recommendation. I've kept a strict accounting of every dollar and had absolutely NO intention of stealing from you. I like my job, I like you, and ... if you're angry, well, you have every right to be. My intentions were honorable even if my actions were completely stupid."

Shade listened carefully and attentively while I spoke. She pursed her lips and nodded.

"So you do like working for me?" Her voice was curiously soft.

"Oh my gosh yes. I had moved to Chicago and you offered me full time employment. It was a wonderful break after a miserable divorce. The agency has grown, I've been promoted, and things ... oh dear god, things were going so well until today. I'm so embarrassed and upset."

"And what do you think the appropriate punishment should be for your actions, Destiny?" I began to speak; she lifted a slender hand. "Before you answer, think carefully about your words. Your future may well hinge on them." There was something in her tone that left me cold. I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

I answered carefully, "You've given me a bonus at Christmas the last two years Shade. If you were to withhold it this year, and forego any raise in pay, that would be met with absolutely no complaints. You have my word that I will not manipulate the cash reserves the way I have in the future. You obviously have taken steps to ensure the safety of the office I had no knowledge of. I see now why you shrugged off my suggestion."

Shade nodded slowly as I spoke. She rose from her chair, opened a cabinet door, and took out a DVD. I saw a row of them at a level that was almost beyond her reach. This cabinet was always locked; I never knew and never asked about the contents. She opened the door to the DVD player, removed the incriminating evidence, and slid the new disc into the player. She sat down, pushed play, and placed my mistake back into the plastic case. I could see the label on it. I sighed.

The screen lit up; I gasped. It was Shade, in her office, on the couch, her skirt over her hips. Between her legs, naked but for thigh high stockings, was Dawn Warren, one of the women in sales. She wore a thick leather collar and her hands were cuffed behind her. The DVD left little doubt about what she was doing. I gazed in shock at the screen and looked at Shade. Her dark brown eyes were bright; her cheeks were flushed. Her mouth curled, slowly, into a 'cat ate the canary' smile. My hands, which were clenched tight, lay on my lap. My heart pounded, my mouth was dry, and there suddenly didn't seem to be enough oxygen in the room.

And I couldn't take my eyes off of Shade. Her gaze held me like a tractor beam. When she spoke, her voice was cold and soft, "Do you know who that is Destiny?"

"Yes, it's Dawn. I was at her going away party yesterday."

"Yes and I wish her well, she was a good little slut, but her year in my service was up and I let her go just as I had promised I would a year ago."

"What do you mean by service Shade?"

"Silly Destiny, I'm a lesbian. Every other woman in this office is either gay or bi except you. Dawn got caught with her hand in the cookie jar in circumstances very similar to yours and she chose to be my little slut for one year instead of harsher consequences. I wanted Dawn to stay, she really was good at sales, but after she had licked and been fucked numerous times by all her co-workers, she didn't feel comfortable staying, so she resigned."

Oh dear god. It was hard to accept what I'd just heard. I shook my head, saying, "But I-I-I'm not gay Shade."

She nodded and said, "I really don't care Destiny; neither was Dawn and her tongue still worked perfectly."

"I know I fucked up but I can't afford to lose my job Shade. What are you proposing"? I couldn't believe I'd asked. Lord knows I feared what I might hear.

"I believe you had good intentions Destiny but the fact remains that you yourself said what you did was wrong, especially after I told you I wasn't worried about it." Shade's smile was warm and reassuring, "I don't think the authorities need to be involved, as all the cash is accounted for, but your job as you know it is over."

My voice trembled with emotion, "Please Shade, I really need this job. I'm so sorry for what I did and I'll do anything to keep it."

"If that's the truth Destiny, I'll be very happy. But you haven't heard my proposal yet." Then, the smile thin, the voice hard, "You did just tell me you would do anything to keep your job."

Her voice whisper soft, Shade spoke, "It's very simple Destiny; you have two choices. I can terminate you right now without a reference or any severance package, or you can agree to be my property and my slut to do with as I choose for one year. After your year is up you will be free of my service and you can remain my employee or you can do as Dawn did and resign with a reference. The choice is yours, but those are your only two options."

"And if I agree to be your slut," I nearly choked saying the word, "what does that entail and when do I start"?

"Simple! You will obey whatever I tell you, whenever and wherever I tell you. But that will be discussed more in depth this weekend while you're at my house. Speaking of my house, you will be moving in with me. I will want my slutty little sex slave near me at all times. As to when you start, you should be naked when you accept being my slut, if that's your choice. I must tell you, my pussy is in need of your tongue as we speak."

"Will I still be your office manager Shade"?

"Save but for a few minor changes to your job description and dress code, yes, but we'll discuss that later. Now if you will be so kind as to make your decision, my pussy is needy and if it's not going to be you licking it, I want to get out of here and find who will be." I heard a voice in my head. Are you deaf or just stupid? Did you not hear her tell you she expects you to lick her pussy? Yeah I heard her. And you're asking about this stupid job? Geez.

Shade turned her back to me; the symbolism wasn't lost on me. I was facing the proverbial fork in the road. I had been married, mostly happily. Now divorced, living in a new city, alone, having made a catastrophic blunder, I was faced with one of two paths. My churning stomach and pounding head reminded me that neither was particularly desirable. Not to mention I felt betrayed. Ya think? I thought Shade had become more than just my boss. That, however, was neither comforting nor relevant. I shook my head and sighed.

There was a voice inside screaming at me to get up, collect my stuff from my office, and leave. There's another day and there will be other jobs. References? I have a degree, I have work history, and, truth be told, I do have some 'fall back money.' The shock of seeing Dawn and learning about ... UGH! How and why had she made the decision she did? Shade did tell me Dawn was not a lesbian and that's why she left. What was it like for her? Why had I ... Was I the only one in the office who hadn't been offered to her?

Thoughts ran through my head at what felt like warp speed.

"Why did you leave your last job Ms. Langan?"

"It was a personality clash with the owner." Okay, that's true, to a certain point.

"If we call will they give you a reference?" Gut shot time.

Deep breath. "No. I've already been told that they will not." I could see the frown on the face of the HR person.

"You can understand that's more than a little cause for concern." Yeah dumb ass, I know. Here's the truth. My choices were to stay for a year, get turned into my boss's lesbian fuck toy and get pimped out to god-only-knows-who or leave with, um, my tail between my legs, no reference, but my dignity and my ... oh good lord!!

Still barely believing I was saying the words, I choked out, "I'm ready to make my decision Shade."

Shade had the good graces not to gloat when she turned back around and spoke, "Very well my dear, but let me ask you a question. Since you have not walked away, I'm guessing you've accepted the notion that you will be my slut." The tone was courteous, "What assurance do I have that at some point you won't change your mind?" Her voice became ice cold again, "A deal is a deal and I want your full assurances of your obedience for the entire year."

I nearly laughed out loud. What she said was preposterous. Trying to sound confident I said, "You can still notify the authorities Shade. You do have the video footage, and if I fail you, you can have me arrested."

Her voice held a hint of laughter, "Fail? How cute! You're already talking like the submissive I pegged you for when I hired you." Wait! What did she mean by submissive? Me? Her laugh was airy and light, "Police? I don't think so. I actually really do like you Destiny and I don't want to see you in prison. This really is a better idea. I've taken the liberty of preparing this agreement. Take your time and read it very carefully."

Shade slid a contract across the desk. Oh dear lord. This goddamn thing gives her all rights to any pictures and videos of me for the entire year of this ordeal. I looked at Shade. I'm sure my face reflected both resignation and horror.

I had a question I had to ask. I took a deep breath. "Shade, I know what I just saw and heard about Dawn. I'm going to assume she wasn't the first." A thin smile spread on her face. If you want to know, it was chilling. Taking a deep breath, I steadied myself and asked, "Has there ever been anyone who's refused to do ... go along with what you're asking?"

Shade's eyes showed her surprise at the question. I suppose that was a minor victory in and of itself. She sat back, took me in, then nodded. "Let me answer you this way, Destiny: Dawn wasn't my first submissive slut. There's something in your question that's more than what you asked." Her gaze was level; her eyes weren't hard. She continued, "What you really want to know is why? Why am I doing this to you? You thought of me as your friend." She smiled. I felt a chill run through me and I had no idea why. "I get off on turning straight women into lesbians." My face paled; I thought I might faint. The only way I could keep my hands from shaking was to tighten the grip they were clenched in. "There's more but that's all you need to know, or that I'm willing to share, for now."

I was filled with equal parts fear and outrage. I blurted out, "You take pleasure in turning someone who works for you, who considers you more than her boss, into a dyke? Against her will, using coercion, basically blackmail?" My voice rose as I spoke. "Goddamn you, I don't care how many women you force me to have sex with I will not, I AM not a lesbian." I saw Shade's eyes narrow as she listened to my rant. "How do you think you can pull this off even if you can coerce me into signing this ..." my wrist turned in the air as my eyes moved to the document "thing?"

She smiled sweetly; her eyes were hard and cold. "I'll take pictures or videos of you, maybe both, of anything I choose, anytime, with anyone. And if you 'fail' me, I'll post them on a website that will expose you to the world, after I email them to the contacts in your phone. The police will be a last resort. Are we both clear? Any final questions?" I shook my head in stunned silence. "Now, if you're ready, please sign the contract. I'm wet and horny!"

I thought: You fucking bitch. You think me signing some piece of paper can dyke me out? Fuck it!! I'll show her. I'll sign the goddamn thing, do any and everything she demands, and walk away with my dignity intact. I set my jaw, took the pen, signed a year of my life away and handed the pages to Shade. I stood and began to remove my clothes. Every single piece of clothing left me exposed, humiliated, and furious with resolve. Finally nude, I stood in front of Shade. As required by the contract, I asked, my voice quaking with equal parts burning anger and dread, "Shade, your slut asks, in return for being allowed to keep her job, that she be accepted as your sex slave."

Shade's acceptance came in the form of standing, taking my hand, and walking to the couch. Making herself comfortable, she lifted her skirt exposing herself to me. Her arousal was obvious.

"I know you have never licked a pussy before Destiny, and I don't expect greatness this first time. That will come from practice and me training you properly, but I do expect devotion and eagerness. This is who you are now, a pussy licking lesbian slut. Accept it and give me nothing but your best."

It was futile to argue. I'd signed the papers. I'd bury the rage and do it. I nodded and moved to my knees between Shade's legs. I stared at the smooth lips. The moisture was clearly visible. My mouth was inches from Shade's pussy when she stopped me with a hand to my forehead. She moved it to my chin and lifted it so I was looking into her brown eyes, bright with lust.

"Once your tongue touches my cunt, slut, you are mine. Mine to use anytime, anywhere, with anyone, for a year." Here's how totally fucked up my head was in that moment. I thought of two songs, both by Michael Bolton, for god's sake. "Save Me" and "Steel Bars." The irony of the titles and the words of the songs were not unlike the irony of my name: Destiny. "Once I have cum, I will collar you before we leave for my house. Your collar will remain in place until I take it off one year from now. Now if you're truly ready to be my slut, lick my pussy."

With those words, I took my first taste of another woman as my tongue gently travelled between Shade's labia. It was eerie and odd; something shifted in my being at that moment. I wasn't certain exactly what it was or how to explain it. I was surprisingly calm and shocking peaceful. In that moment, I really didn't pay too much attention to how I felt about what I was doing. My task was pleasuring Shade. If this is the first step of the journey then so be it. I would not allow myself to be given the label 'lesbian.' I will not!

As my tongue touched the forbidden fruit of her soaked flesh I felt the blinding light behind my tightly clenched eyes. I opened them to another horror. Shade's small, delicate hands held a camera. Her smile was that of a conquering heroine. I blinked once in disbelief. "Oh that was absolutely divine! Your first taste as my slut captured forever." She smiled brilliantly, saying, "My god I am beyond turned on." The glee was crystalline in her voice, "This will be the wallpaper on my phone. Everyone in the office will see it come Monday. Please do continue slut!"

The only emotion I felt was ... resignation. The harsh reality of having put pen to paper had been driven home. I buried the humiliation and rage, closed my eyes and bent to the task, thoroughly shamed but not defeated.

Soon enough I felt her body tense as her pleasure began to take hold. Her fingers gripped my hair as she held me to my prize. I slipped two fingers into her depths; the heat was oddly familiar. Those fingers, in my hair, guided me to her clit and my task was clear. I only knew how I liked to be pleasured; I gave her what I'd learned in my thirty eight years. I felt it as it bloomed in her. Some of the signs were obvious. Her cries became louder, her breaths came in short, raspy gasps. Being a woman I was cognizant of it all yet it was completely foreign. I had been on the receiving, not the giving, end of what I was doing to this woman. Inexplicably I wanted, more than anything, to feel the explosion of pleasure that I was striving to give her.

I peeked over her hips to see her face flushed and contorted, her eyes clenched tight. A thin sheen of perspiration coated her forehead. The hand that wasn't in my hair was tugging desperately at hard, full nipples. With a gasp and a ferocious buck of her hips it exploded. In some perverse pleasure I smiled as I sucked hard on the pulsing flesh. My fingers drove deep; her pulsing walls gave me some idea of what a woman's pleasure feels like. Before this afternoon I could only, dimly, tell you what my orgasms were like. This seemed to go on forever. She screamed incoherently as she bucked and twitched. Her entire body tensed one last time and she collapsed. Her fingers loosened their grip on my hair. I kept my fingers deep inside her. I know I hated the feeling of emptiness after the bliss of an orgasm. I did the only thing I could think of: I gently kissed the soft, warm skin.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 01



It took Shade several minutes to recover and collect herself. When she did, she told me to remain kneeling. She stood, pulled her skirt down, fluffed her hair, and walked to her desk. She returned with my purse, took it and my clothing and stuffed them all in an oversized handbag. I was told to place my hands behind my back. I did. I tensed as I felt the leather on my wrists. I was quickly handcuffed. I heard her rummage around then come back to me. I felt the collar being placed around my neck and heard the lock snick as it closed. I heard a click. I was told to stand. My shoes were placed on the floor. Jesus god.

"You won't need your purse or phone for the next year slut. We'll talk about your apartment over the weekend." Shade tugged on the leash, bringing my head down to hers. "For a first time that was delicious." In my confusion and humiliation I felt an odd sense of pride that she was pleased as she kissed me. "Time to head home." She turned and led me, nude, cuffed, and collared, out of the office, down to the parking garage and to her car for the ride to her home.

The shame of that day has long passed. It is now nothing more than the norm. I did things that evening and weekend that I would have not thought I was capable of. I was introduced to lesbian loving that day. It was only a beginner's class.

The leather seats of the red Lexus GS350 were cool. The July sun would have baked my exposed flesh. I shook my head thinking about it. I was grateful for the relative privacy of the underground garage. It was late on a Friday afternoon. It meant that my humiliation would be forestalled until Monday. Shade was humming quietly to herself. I lay my head back and wondered what she had in store for me this weekend.

It hit me like a thunderbolt. My God!! We would be driving into a thirty-something story building, parking, walking to an elevator, and traveling to her twenty third floor unit. The blessing of a late Friday would be reversed. People would stream into the building as they came home from their work week. Oh dear lord. I felt the tears slide down my cheeks. Monday's humiliation was one thing; this was, by comparison, horrific beyond comprehension.

Her voice warm, Shade said, "Tears slut? You did very well for a beginner. I will enjoy teaching you how to service me this weekend." Her hand reached to my cheek and swept away the tears. "It was unfortunate, in a way, that we were alone in the office when we left. Your humiliation, there, will come Monday morning at the sales meeting. I know it will be an unveiling everyone has been looking forward to."

The tone and the words tore through my heart like a serrated blade. One of the people I'd felt closest to was telling me how excited she was to expose me to my co-workers. I felt like the character in "Castaway." I was alone, on a flimsy raft, in an ocean of my own creation. The realization that these few short hours stretched into the vast blue of the unknown terrified me. I shivered uncontrollably from the cold air and the devastating realization of the cost of my mistake.

I had another moment of panic as I thought of my friend Stacy. Shade had said everyone in the office but me was either bi or gay. Stacy? Married with children? Even a closer friend than Shade ... or so I had thought. I hadn't given it a second thought when it happened, but a flash from last year's Christmas party jolted me. Stacy had kissed me. In the moment I thought of it as a kiss between close friends. Yes, her mouth was slightly parted. And yes, I knew it had lingered for a blink beyond a friendly kiss. I'd dismissed it as a Christmas party kiss, fueled, at least in part, by the liquor and the occasion. Now? My fevered mind flew through a seemingly endless stream of minutiae. Nearly everything was seen through a new prism. The landscape, shockingly altered, was reviewed at near warp speed. What was real? What was imagined?

The garage door opened. Shade drove through several levels to her assigned space. When the car was parked and the engine turned off she leaned across the console and kissed me. I resisted her tongue. She pulled back and eyed me with amusement. "Slut, you are mine. Now kiss me like the lovers we are." Her eyes were warm and inviting. She slid a hand to my cheek, smiled, and kissed me again. I accepted the kiss and her tongue. It surprised me. Another first, the kiss was warm and soft. I felt myself, shockingly, relaxing into it. With stark terror I felt my nipples tighten. I felt her fingers slip between my legs. Dear god, my body was betraying me. I felt her fingers slide the length of my wet sex.

I felt her tweaking my pearl and, helpless, moaned into her warm, inviting mouth. She slid two fingers into me; in amazement and confusion I felt my hips lift to meet her. She smiled into our kiss. They were gone in a blink. How the fuck could I miss them? I know!! Shade pulled away from the kiss, showed me her fingers, and drew them beneath my nose. Of course I know what I smell like. I'm familiar with my own body. Her eyes gleamed as she slid the fingers into her mouth, taunting me with the sound of her soft moan.

"Oh my, slut, your scent and taste are simply wonderful. We should hurry upstairs so our weekend can begin!" She climbed out of the car, came to my door, opened it and helped me out. She kissed me again, her tongue and fingers teasing and torturing me in plain view of whoever happened by. Her assault was brief; I was panting with need and frustration when she suddenly turned away from me and walked to the trunk. She came back with a raincoat, draped it over my shoulders, and buttoned two buttons. Without looking I knew they left little to the imagination. She walked back to the trunk, grabbed her purse and the oversized handbag, came back, took my leash, and led me to the elevator.

Naturally, the door opened at the lobby. Several people came in. I had my eyes on the floor in an attempt to avoid feeling any more humiliated than I was. I could feel eyes on me. I could tell by their shoes: three men and one woman. I heard whispering and Shade's soft laugh. Two of the men got off on the twelfth floor.

Shade's voice was light with mirth, "Introduce yourself to my friend Dorothy. Properly!" Oh my god!!

Pleading eyes were met with coldness. I stammered, "Good evening miss, I'm slut." Please let lightning strike me dead!

"Well isn't that fabulous for you, slut. She's quite lovely, Shade. I'm sure you'll enjoy her. Have a delicious weekend." With a light kiss on Shade's cheek, Dorothy got off as the elevator door opened on the eighteenth floor.

"Well done slut. I'm most pleased," Shade purred, her words stinging me like a million bees. Even in my humiliated state, I felt an odd sense of warmth in my core. It confused me. How could I, having been humbled again, feel some sense of pleasure that my tormenter was proud of me? I sighed and shook my head. Hey, remember that rage? What happened to it? Oh fuck, what about it? Somehow, my body had responded to her touch. But I'm not, goddammit, I am not a lesbian. I will not give in to the label. Fine, but you liked it! Will you shut up!! Do you know how long it's been since I've gotten laid? Yes, so fuck your outrage and determination. You liked it ... dyke. The rage bubbled up in my core. I'll deal with you later!!

The elevator doors opened on twenty three and, as I was being led out by the leash, Shade said brightly, "Have a lovely weekend, Mark darling." Oh geez, she knows that guy? Will it never end? Fortunately the hallway was empty. "Mark really is a dear," she said as we walked. "He and his partner have been married for five years now." Shade set the handbag down and fumbled for her keys. She found them, smiled at me, and opened the door. "Bring the handbag in slut." I gaped; my hands were cuffed behind my back. She glared, then hissed, "Now!" I bent and took the handle between my teeth. I felt myself dragged in through the doorway and heard it close.

After taking the handbag from between my teeth, she placed it on a coffee table and said, "Thank you slut. I know you've been here before. I hope you'll get comfy in your new home." As she spoke Shade took the coat from my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She pinched a nipple, I jerked; she walked behind me and uncuffed my hands. "Hang the coat in the closet." I did as I was told. It was a relief to have my hands free!

"I think I need a little something before dinner, slut," she said, her eyes shimmering with mirth. A tug on the leash led us to the gorgeous white leather couch. "Undress me." As I stepped in to unbutton her dark blue blouse, her hands reached for me, pulled me to her, and we kissed. I didn't need to be told to open my mouth. Her hands roamed freely over my (her?) body, electricity in each grazing touch. I could feel myself getting lost in our kiss. My body betrayed me yet again. Dyke! I felt her toy with my nipples. She smiled as she felt them high and tight. Her hand slid down my firm tummy to the thin layer of black hair that covered my sex. She smiled again before dipping her fingers deep inside the heat.

"Get these clothes off of me, slut," she murmured into our kiss. "I want to fuck you." I undid the buttons, wild now with need. Dyke! Go the fuck away. Laughter mocked me. The blouse slid from her shoulders. The bra was next; it fell too. I undid the button and zipper and slid the beige cotton skirt over her hips, taking the panties with. She shrugged them past her hips and stepped from them. I was panting as her fingers sawed in and out of me. Oh my god, I needed a cum desperately. I'm laughing here! I hear you asshole. I know I don't have a choice; I agreed to be her slut, but this is so wrong. Wrong? I have a woman's fingers in my pussy and she is fucking me with them. Or right?

Why am I so wet? How can this feel so good? It's spelled d y k e! This is so wrong on so many levels. I'm not gay, I'm not a lesbian, I don't 'like' women, why do I like this feeling? A smirk. Why do I not want her to stop? I should stop her but I can't. I'm her property. Here's your answer! As if in answer Shade's free hand pulled us close. Breathless, sopping wet, and desperately needy, I lifted both hands to her face and deepened the kiss. For a woman who had never kissed another I wanted her to fuck me ... needed her to bring me release and relief. My mind turned all of the madness over and over. I'm straight, not gay. Riiiight! This can't be happening, but it is! I'm nodding! There was no answer available. I have one! My body demanded what my mind could not begin to comprehend.

Breaking the kiss, Shade whispered, "You may not cum without permission, slut." I moaned in agony. "Do you understand?" My eyes begged as I nodded. The sting of the slap on my face was sharp. "Tell me slut!"

"Yes," I gasped through tears and desperation. "Your slut is only permitted an orgasm with your permission."

Her fingers continued my torture as she smiled sweetly, "Very good slut, very good indeed. You're very close, too, aren't you? I can see it in your eyes. You want to cum don't you?"

I began to nod my answer and quickly covered my gaffe with a gasping, "Yes Shade." Dyke! Shut up you!

The smile was sweet, the words spoken softly, "Good job slut. You did well to remember. I'm pleased." My thanks? Her thumb teased my throbbing clit. My eyes rolled back into my head as I struggled, desperately, not to succumb to what my body needed. She upped the ante even further when she bent to take a nipple in her mouth. My knees nearly gave out. She toyed with it, suckled it deep in her mouth, bathed it with her tongue.

What could I think of that would give me relief from my desperation. I saw Denny's face, contorted in anger, as he took the last few steps before hitting me. My entire body shivered and went cold. I knew Shade could feel the change. I concentrated on his face. She tortured me mercilessly. His angry words rang in my ears. Her thumb flicked my clit. I sagged. Her mouth moved to the other nipple, loving it relentlessly. I remembered my shock and anger as he turned and strode out of the house.

She whispered, "Now!" and a galaxy of colors exploded behind my eyes. My body shook, my knees sagged, and I had to lean on Shade's tiny frame to remain on my feet. Wave after wave of pleasure exploded from deep inside me. I felt every nerve on fire. I cried out, screaming her name, pleading for more. I fucked her fingers with every bit of energy I could muster. I held her to my aching breast with my fingers. My hips rocked as I tried, in desperation, to keep the blinding heat from leaving. I begged for more and sobbed as it slipped away. Shade gently lowered us both to the thick carpet.

Fuck it, I'll deal with these emotions later, I need this so badly and I don't care if it came from a woman. I took her face in my hands and kissed her hard. I was trembling with need; I wanted her desperately. Her eyes shone with joy and lust. I didn't know it was even possible for me to be a lesbian. And, somehow, I wanted nothing more in the world than to give my lover nothing but every kind of pleasure she could think of. Wait! What am I saying? I'm straight, not gay. She's not my lover, she's my ... I made a mistake and I'm hers for a year. You let her fuck you to an orgasm. No, I am not gay, I'm straight. Yeah, and a woman fucked us. Say it!! You let a woman fuck you to an orgasm. Dear god, I was lost. Had she won? Too much thinking. I just want to fuck her. I need her to scream my name as she begs me for more. I yearn to hear her cry in desperation as she pleads with me to stop. I wish to learn whatever she would and could teach. My life lay on top of me as I panted, soaked in perspiration. My body belongs to Shade!! My soul? How fucked up is my life? What a hilarious question dyke!

My mind was going in a million directions, seemingly all at once. I was filled with highly conflicted emotions. My body was saying: Girlfriend that was by far the very best orgasm we've ever had. And I can't even see second place! Pussy was weeping (wink!) as she agreed. The other 'me' wanted to knock my head into a wall, reminding me that I am not a lesbian and nice girls don't do that. Um, hey you, that other me ... ever had an orgasm like that? No answer huh?

Meanwhile Shade was bringing me back to earth with soft kisses on my tummy as one hand caressed my legs and sex and the other was softly playing with my breasts. Every last nerve ending was still awash in the electricity of the ecstasy I had felt. The runaway locomotive that is my heart had slowed enough that I was no longer gasping for air. The heat had left and I was shivering as the dew of my perspiration cooled.

I felt Shade crawl up and saw her dark brown eyes gleaming with lust as she bent to kiss me. Maybe I'd hate myself later but I locked my legs around her and held her tight to me with my arms. Our tongues dueled and danced as we kissed. It was hot, deep, needy and wonderful. Whatever it is that she'd loosed I wanted to give her some of what I'd felt. I rolled her over to her back and slid my legs between hers. I could feel the smile on her lips. I ground my hips to hers -- no easy task as I had a good three or four inches on her. She pushed me away; we both gasped.

"My, my slut, I seemed to have unleashed a tigress!!" Her eyes danced with glee as she murmured, "I think you might have enjoyed that a little." We both smiled.

"Shade, I had no idea that sex could feel that amazing. My mind is confused and a bit tortured; I can't lie about that." I paused, looked in her eyes, and shrugged. "But my body?" I smiled brightly, "Oh my god; my body is still buzzing from what you just did to me. What can ... no, what would you like me to do to you?" Her eyes glowed. I wasn't quite sure what I saw in them. Victory? Pleasure? I'd known Shade, my boss, since the spring of 2009. I thought she was a friend. It was too soon to call her my lover. I think. But this Shade? It had only been a few hours since what had been my world was demolished, imploded, and turned completely inside out.

I felt as confused as a human being could feel. The only certainty in my world was that I had signed that contract. In my fugue state of confusion, terror and lust I knew I wanted to give her some of what I'd just had.

It was as though she could read all of my bewilderment, humiliation and desire. I saw her study my eyes and face, then she said, "I think right now slut I want you to do whatever it is you like. You asked what I would like you to do; that's my answer, for now. This is your first time with a woman. You know your body and you had a taste of mine." I blushed furiously and averted my eyes. She said gently, "Set your spirit free, listen to what my body tells you as you touch me. You'll know, instinctively, how to give me pleasure." Her eyes bore intently into mine. "We're women. Do what comes naturally between us." She pulled me to her and kissed me. It was soft and sweet.

I heard the words, saw the softness in her eyes as she spoke, the absolute confidence in her voice. Somewhere deep in my mind I knew she was completely right and it scared me half to death. I wanted my life back. My plain, simple, vanilla, uncomplicated, boring ... UGH! I knew what that life was. That was Kokomo. This is Chicago. He was then. She is now. Me? Fuck if I know!! Honey, will you please stop? Language!! We don't talk like that. Oh shut the fuck up and go away. I have love to make with this lovely ... oh my god, woman!! I cried. They started out of the blue and the tears flowed as the sobs racked my body. My head lay in the hollow of her throat. I'm pathetic!

Shade never moved, didn't speak, simply held me gently and waited. Eventually I stopped sniffling. God I must look like a mess! I asked if I could please use the bathroom and clean myself up a bit. She smiled and nodded. I stood; she took my hand and led me to the bathroom. I blew my nose, splashed some water on my face and rued the swollen, red eyes that stared back at me. Yeah, those puffy light green eyes, red from crying and still soft and bright with pleasure.

With absolutely no hint of embarrassment Shade had sat on the toilet, peed, and wiped. She stood at the sink with me and washed her hands. She asked if I needed the toilet. Oh what the hell. Another first on a day of them. Just like it was the most natural thing in the world I sat on the toilet, nude, with another woman in the room. Good god!!

Shade led me to her bedroom. I'd been her guest for dinner before and had seen the place. The bedroom was gigantic. It had a stunning view of the lake from the five floor-to-ceiling glass panels that had a bay window look and feel. The queen bed was covered with an off-white duvet, throw pillows in various colors, deep, plush dark purple carpeting and heavy purple drapes that opened and closed, as I remember, by push button. The early evening sky was still blue, a few shades lighter than the gentle swells of the lake. It was fabulous!! When I turned I saw that Shade had turned down the duvet and waited for me on the side of the bed. I smiled.

"I'm sorry, Shade," I said, abashed. "It's been a while and I forgot how amazing this room and the view are."

"Thank you slut. It will be your home for the next year so get comfortable in it," she said with a smile, "starting right now." She opened her arms to me.

I shook my head in wonder and frustration and joined her on the bed. "Shade, I know you made me cum and it felt great. It's been so long since I've had sex. I'm not gay, won't be turned gay, don't want to be gay."




Shade's Destiny Ch. 01



"What you want, what you think is of little concern to me slut. I own you." Her tone ice cold, she added, "With your permission I may add." It was devastating to hear and it was true.

I fought the feeling of humiliation; fought to keep my resolve. With what I hoped was bravado in my tone I said, "You're going to enjoy humiliating me and making me your fuck toy, aren't you?"

Her laughter left me cold. "Oh my yes slut, more so now that you've stated you will not be turned. You said it yourself: I made you cum. If you really are straight you would have made more of an effort to resist." Told ya!

"That's complete bullshit Shade." My voice rose in fury, "Like you said you own my body for a year."

"Talk to me in that tone again or curse me and I'll gladly give you a demonstration of how much I own you." The calm in her voice and body were frightening.

I nodded my head and said, "You're right, Shade, I apologize. You goaded me into it but I apologize."

"Apology accepted slut. When I say resisted I mean that your body was ready to explode nearly from the time I touched you. You proclaim that you will not be dyked out yet you were wet in my office." I started to protest; she cut me off. "Don't bother. I could smell your arousal when you came and stood in front of me." I was beyond mortified. Dyke! Mother fucker, get out of my head!! She's right and you know it. Bitch about it all you want but we were.

With all the courage and resolve I could muster I blustered, "I thought we were more than boss and employee. I thought you were my friend. I'm telling you I am not, will not, ever, be gay." Dyke, you are so. "I'll do whatever I have to for the next year but I am not gay." She fucked you to orgasm. Get over it. ARRGGGHHH!

"Well, there's one thing we agree on slut. You will do everything I tell you, with whomever, for the next year. There's absolutely no doubt about that!" Her eyes were blazing with fury. "Remember the little scene in the office? How you put up your pathetic little fight? What then? Did you get up and leave? No! You signed the contract, stripped, ate my pussy, and brought me to orgasm." I felt my face hot with humiliation. "In fact, you never flinched when I cuffed and collared you. What does that tell you about yourself? From this side of the bed it screams submission. A submissive, cunt lapping lesbian." I was mortified and enraged.

Shade's tone and voice were soft. "Maybe, just maybe slut, this is hidden so deep that you don't see it. I do. I'm not only going to set that slutty, needy part of you free, you're going to thank me for it." I desperately fought the feelings her words unleashed in me. She's right, you know she is and that's what frightens you. No! I can not and will not. As good as it felt I will stay the course. My body may be hers but I will never give her my soul.

In a voice that taunted me with laughter Shade called out, "Earth to slut, come back. I know what you're thinking. You can't win. Now where were we? It's time we start to drag the submissive lesbian that you are out of that shell. I may have to pull her out kicking and screaming." Count on it bitch!! Laughter. "If that's the case you know what? It's all about a challenge for me and even more humiliation for you!" She knows you better than you do dyke! With that she lay on her back, opened and lifted her legs, and pointed to her pussy.

A part of me felt like I did on my wedding night. Another part was horrified that I could even give voice to a thought like that. I looked into the pools of brown, warm and bright. Lust? God help me, yes! Love? Impossible. Conquest? Can I wrestle with that one for a while? Answer me this, dyke. If you aren't a lesbian why are we wet again, why are our nipples hard, and why is that clit of ours pulsing? I sighed in frustration. I had a thought: Well, you're here, you might as well. So I did. I bent to my lover's mouth and kissed her. And so it began!

I'm writing about that day and night now; it's all in the past. I'm trying my best to remember the jumbled tangle of confusing emotions. In complete candor, my life is so different now it's hard to remember what it felt like to be me then.

After the kiss I slid slowly down her slender body, touching, kissing, curious. The tiny frame was not without tone. Every feminine curve that should be there was. Rather small breasts were absolutely gorgeous, topped with light brown tips that blossomed beautifully with her arousal. Her tummy was tight and flat, her hips small, and the garden I had tasted earlier that afternoon, bare and sodden, was now awaiting its slut. I loved it for a bit then slid down one leg and up the other. I skimmed over them as I am about details -- for the moment. Tiny feet had nails painted a shiny pale pink. As I kissed and licked my way back up her leg I saw the flesh raise as I felt Shade shiver. I let my tongue wander, deliberately aimless, from place to place. When I reached the juncture the aroma was heady. I recognized the scent from earlier.

Just as I dipped my head to begin my taking of Shade I heard a door slam. I froze, lifted my head, and looked at her. She smiled reassuringly and said, "Do what you were going to slut; never mind about the door." I hesitated for an instant, her eyes got hard and cold. Message received! I extended my tongue and tasted my boss again. Her sigh spoke to her need. Oh my god, she likes what I'm doing? Was it my doing? Her need? Both? Who's here? Was that planned? Is it someone from work? My mouth, to my amazement, felt as if it was completely disengaged from my brain. I almost giggled as I thought of worker ants, traipsing back and forth with some unknown order from their queen. The analogy was not lost on me. They searched, found, retreated, reported, and were rewarded. My tongue, lips and fingers did what they were tasked to do, seeking their reward.

It was not far away. Shade was every bit as needy as I had been at her taking. Hers was postponed a bit due to my crying jag and the trip to the bathroom but, when aroused, she responded quickly.

She was close to tipping over the edge when a voice called out, "Hi. Oh!! This must be the new one you told me about Shade. Destiny, right?" A giggle and, "My, my, she's got some ass on her, I'll say that!! Are we having fun?" I froze at the voice, turned about a thousand shades of embarrassed at the words, and dared not stray from the task. I knew the crest was not far off.

"Hi Kim!! Yes, this is slut. Just as I predicted she capitulated completely. She's getting her indoctrination tonight. It's going swimmingly I think. Would you please ..." Her voice wavered as my fingers and tongue did their magic. "Would you ... please ... make us ... all soooome dinnerrrrr."

I had tipped her over the cliff, making speech delightfully difficult. How can I feel such a sense of smug satisfaction? You're a pathetic pussy licking lesbian!! I felt her tense, felt the trembling thighs, felt her pussy grab hold of my fingers as the pearl, having risen high from its hiding place, pulsed as my tongue teased and pleasured it.

From wherever she was I heard Kim's voice, "Oh my, she must be good. And you said she was straight? That's a joke." See? Even this other one knows what you are. Oh, and Miss Straight? If you're not gay why is our pussy so wet it's leaking and our nipples like glass? Christ on a cracker will you shut the fuck up. I'm not gay. Getting Shade off with my tongue (and fingers!) doesn't mean I'm gay. Well yeah, fingers too. It only means I'm doing what I agreed to when I ... Exactly! When you gave up and signed that paper. My point exactly. I kept after Shade and her cum until she finally pushed me away. I looked over her hips and saw her chest heaving, flushed, eyes closed, hands gripping the sheets.

When I was married I felt like a character in Sam Kinison's stand-up routine. 'Jesus Christ, am I being licked or painted?' Denny never did know how to give me head. Course I'm an idiot for not speaking up about how and what I wanted him to do. He used to leave me hanging at the edge and then drive his cock into me. What's your point dyke? Leave me alone. Bad enough I'm here without your constant badgering. Bad enough we're here? I was there with you remember? You could have gotten up and left. I know, I know; please back off and leave me be. Sure thing DYKE!

Shade stirred and murmured softly, "Come up here slut." I slid up to her open, waiting arms. She pulled me to her and kissed me sweetly and tenderly. "That was amazing. Far better than last time. You're a quick learner I see. That bodes well for our future!" Snicker. Geezuz. The straight me was fighting the feeling of satisfaction that Shade had enjoyed what I'd done. It was lovemaking when I was married. I gave myself to him because I loved him and, of course, I needed sex. This? "Wherever you are slut, come back." My eyes focused on hers ... all soft and warm. Is she right? Do I just know instinctively how pleasure another woman? My god, she ... okay, no ... I signed the paper giving myself over to her. Now you're catching on dyke! Sigh! I know, I know. But I don't like it one bit. And I'm not gay. "Slut, for a straight girl you give really good head." Shade kissed me again. This time the kiss burned with need. Good lord! Again? I felt her hips rise and push against mine.

The voice called out, "Come on sis, dinner's ready. Bring slut."

Shade looked at me, sighed, and smiled. "Okay Kim, we'll be right out." Kim is Shade's sister? Does she live here? Uh huh; and guess what you're going to do!! Oh my lord. We got out of bed. Shade pulled a robe off the chair next to the gorgeous marble and glass table in front of the windows. I looked around for one for me. "You won't need a robe slut. You'll be nude whenever you're home." That sound you just heard? That was my heart exploding into bits as it hit the floor. I stared at her in disbelief and shock. Oh this just keeps getting better! "Come on slut, come meet my sister Kim." Shade took my hand and walked us both to the dining room table. Enjoy your dinner dyke! Fuck you! I think that's dessert! Again with the snicker!! You really are a ... Pussy licking dyke? That's you!

Kim was just putting the last of the serving dishes on the table when we came out. She was about the same size as Shade with very similar facial features. No mistaking her for Shade's sister! She came around to where we stood and gave Shade a kiss. On the cheek. Maybe you lucked out here dyke. Shade smiled brightly, turned to me and said, "Introduce yourself to my sister." I didn't need to be told how. Course not dyke.

"Hello Kim. I'm slut. Very nice to meet you." How many shades of red are there? Snicker.

"Hello slut. That was really quite some show you put on with my big sister. She really enjoyed herself from what I could see. You're really quite good at pussy licking for a straight girl." She came, stood on tip toes, and gave me a kiss. On the lips. Oh goodie dyke, another plaything for you. When I didn't open my mouth to her she pulled back a bit then returned. Obviously she was going to hold the kiss until I relented. Which you will! I opened my mouth to her; her tongue found mine immediately. Her hands rose to my cheeks and held me softly. I felt a hand slip between my legs. No mistaking that wetness dyke! Wait! Kim's hands are on my face. Uh huh. Kim pulled away, smiled, turned to her sister and said, "She learns quickly Shade."

Shade smiled and brought her fingers to Kim's mouth. Kim eagerly tasted them. "Oh how lovely!" She likes us dyke. Happy munching. "This might be the best one of them all. And it's only the first day!! Come, both of you, sit down and let's have dinner." She ran her fingers lightly over my cheek and smiled. I'm straight, I'm not gay. The act of pleasuring another female doesn't make me a lesbian. News flash: Wrong! I'll do the time and walk away just like Dawn. Yeah right!! Vegas wants some of that action!!

Shade put dinner on my plate. Other than rice I wasn't sure what I was eating. Snicker.

Kim asked, "What would you like to drink slut?"

I looked briefly at Shade, who smiled. "White wine please, Kim." She nodded, turned to the kitchen and came back with a glass. She set it on the table.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome slut." I sighed, took a deep sip and turned back to my dinner. Thinly sliced beef, tasty veggies in a hot, spicy sauce, over rice. I was ravenously hungry. Laughter. You just ate. Sigh

"Kim, as you know, I've struggled with what slut should call me. Any further thoughts?"

"Well, usually the name is Mistress but you didn't seem to like that, especially after Dawn left. I can't think of anything either." Oh good, they're talking about us like we're not even here. I'm ignoring you and ea ... having my dinner. Sing song voice: I know what you're thinking! Asshole!

Shade looked at me and said, "Any ideas slut?"

I looked at Shade in confusion. She's asking me what I should call her. She's my boss right? Oh!! Yeah.

"Um, maybe Boss? I know you as Shade and as my boss." I shrugged. The two sisters looked at each other.

"I think I like that Kim. Boss. Yup, I think that's the one." She turned to me, smiling, and said, "Very nice slut. Boss it is. Let's seal that with a kiss." She leaned in and kissed me. Her warm mouth was inviting, tantalizingly so. Her fingers brushed a nipple, found it hard, and smiled. "Boss. Yes, I think I'm going to like that." She turned back to her dinner. Kim smiled and winked at me. Aren't you just something!! Your Boss and her sister both like us. Nicely done dyke. Ignoring you! la la la. When we all had finished dinner, Shade told me to help Kim bring the dishes and the rest to the kitchen and help clean up. I did. Kim is very pleasant, though I'm not crazy about her calling me slut. You're wondering if she's part of the package aren't you? No. Yes. Okay, yes. Straight? Sure you are dyke. Sigh

When we had finished cleaning up Kim poured me another glass of wine. I thanked her, she smiled, and we walked to the living room. Shade patted the couch. I sat close to her. Kim curled her slender legs under her on the very comfy blue chair across from us. The conversation turned to Kim's classes. I found out she's twenty, will be a senior at DePaul, has classes in the Loop and at the north side campus, is majoring in something called 'Mathematics and Computer Science.' I had no clue what she was talking about when she explained it. She's excited about it though.

I also learned that Shade had agreed to provide a place to live for her baby sister while she was in school. Kim takes care of the condo and cooks. Seemed like a pretty nice arrangement for both of them. I looked at Shade in another new light: big sister taking care of little sister.

Shade surprised me by asking, "When is the lease up on your apartment, slut?"

I was startled, hesitated for a moment, and said, "At the end of August Shade."

"Hmm, that's interesting! Okay, I'll have that taken care of for you. The apartment will be sublet, furnished, for the year. Your clothes and personal effects will, for the most part, be put in storage." I was in an absolute panic as well as dumbfounded by her words. "Do you have a copy of the lease and management company somewhere in the apartment?"

"Bbbut Shade ..."

She just turned and looked at me. "Well do you?"

"Well yes, of course. But I ..."

She cut me off. "I told you earlier you'll be living here. You won't need your apartment. As to your clothing and the rest, let's just say you won't miss them." She turned her head and looked at Kim. "Did you make the arrangements and reservations we talked about for tomorrow?" Kim, smiling, nodded her head. "Excellent!"

Shade turned back to me, her voice excited now, "We have a full day slut. We'll go shopping, make a visit to my salon, and much more. Oh my yes! Tomorrow will be a lot of fun." She leaned in and kissed me. Happy now dyke? I was near tears. We're talking about my apartment, my furniture ... my 'home.' You signed the contract; too late for tears.

My voice teetered between panic and tears, "You're taking my apartment and everything in it for the year?"

Shade looked at me coldly and said, "You signed a year of your life over to me this afternoon slut. The rent money will compensate me for feeding you, buying your clothes, and all the rest. Your salary will continue. You're already on direct deposit, remember." She smiled warmly, brushed my cheek softly, and purred, "It's really going to be all right slut. The world looks a little topsy turvy right now but it won't take long for all this to be your new normal." She brushed my lips with hers. Deal with the devil dyke, deal with the devil. She smoothed her fingers through my hair and smiled at me. New normal? I'm nude, on my boss's couch, in her home, with her sister, who's nearly half my age. What kind of 'new normal' is that? What on earth have I agreed to? Dyke, you are the poster child for 'well and truly fucked.' Thanks for the moral support asshole.

Shade looked at her sister and said, "Thanks for dinner, Kim. I think it's time for slut's training to continue." She stood up, leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She came, took my hand, and led me to the bedroom. Once the door closed, Shade turned to me, kissed me, and said, "I think I'd like to freshen up a bit slut. Care to join me in the shower?"

Actually a shower did sound nice. I could only sigh and shake my head. I hadn't planned on it being in someone else's bathroom or that someone being a female, especially my boss!! "That sounds great Shade." Enjoy, dyke!

She smiled brightly and headed to the bathroom. I followed. She turned on the shower, slid the short red silk robe from her shoulders and hung it on the doorknob. She came around behind me and I felt the collar being loosened and removed. A deep sigh of relief. Shade opened the glass door and stepped in. I followed her. I mean really, what else am I going to do? Not sign the paper dyke. A whole year of you being an asshole? A whole lifetime of you being a pussy licking dyke? I did note that the showerhead was at an appropriate height for someone Shade's size. We took turns under the not-too-hot water, wetting bodies and hair. I noticed, with a smile, that she did what I did. She reached for the shampoo to do her hair. After pouring a glob in her hand she handed me the bottle without as much as a glance. We both washed once and rinsed. I reached for the soap; Shade stopped me.

"Wash my hair slut," with a cat-like smile. Hmm, so I'm not alone in loving that feeling. One of the things Denny did for me that I appreciated was wash my hair if we were showering together. It is an intimate feeling, being together in a cramped space, having someone wash your hair. I just had never dreamed I'd ever be doing it with another woman. Snicker. Shade had her back to me when I started. She turned around, opened her eyes and lifted her face to look at me. Her eyes were soft and warm; her smile was ... oh dear ... inviting. Honey, don't give in to her. Don't do it. I bent and kissed her. She owns your body not your soul. She fucked you to orgasm and you've gone down on her twice. Who's kidding whom? Please, I'm already awash in an ocean of confusing thoughts and feelings. Don't torture her like this you jerk! Um, dyke, which one of us bent to kiss your extortionist? Oh my god.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 01



Shade slid her arms around my neck. My fingers were still in her soapy, long black hair, moving slowly, washing. Her slender form pressed to mine as we continued our kiss. I felt her hips rise to meet mine, urgency and need in her movements. She moaned. I'm trying, really I am. I don't want to but I don't know how not to, let alone stop this. Too late dyke. I pressed my hips to hers. You gave away more than the keys to your kingdom when you put pen to paper. Well, if it's going to be I might as well go with it.

I moved her under the water and rinsed her hair as we kissed. When it felt clean I wrapped her in my arms. The very second I did she moved away and broke the kiss. She turned for the washcloth and soap and gave them to me.

It's one thing to be seduced. I took the soap, lathered up the washcloth, and bent a knee. I washed her from her tiny feet to her neck, hands slipping over peaks, valleys, parts intimate and not, front and back. When I finished I stood.

It's another to be seduced and humiliated. Shade smiled and said, "Thank you slut. I'll meet you in bed," and stepped out of the shower. You fucking bitch. Yeah, she did; fuck you, that is. Okay smart ass. I did sign the paper. I'm here. Now what? No answer. Yeah, that's what I thought. I fumed as I hurried through my shower. I toweled off and dried my hair.

I put toothpaste on my finger and gave myself a quick, faux brushing and swished it around my mouth. What else can I do? I looked in the mirror; my reflection stared back at me. I saw confusion, revulsion, resignation ... and was mortified to see anticipation. Snicker. Really? I lowered my eyes, shook my head and headed to ... god knows what.

I came out of the bathroom to find Shade lying on her back in a harness with a plastic cock attached. I looked at it, at her, and back at it. Her voice was throaty with lust. "I've waited three years for this moment slut. Come to mama."

I was numb with shock. What on earth did she mean three years? I couldn't move. This was all part of a plan? Isn't that what she said? This woman has laid in wait in anticipation of this moment? I felt my heart harden. My resolve was reinforced with cold anger. Sex I could do. I had. When there was nothing left between us I let him do what he wanted. I felt nothing, gave nothing. I knew, like a wife knows, when he hadn't been faithful. I felt that cold in me again. Fine. Fuck me, use me, whatever. You'll get your year and I'm gone. Body? Yes. More? Never. That's my girl, honey. That's the you I've been waiting for. Laughter. Right dyke; we'll see. I smile warmly and moved to the bed. I leaned over, kissed Shade, and slid in next to her.

I took her in my arms and said, "Am I to assume my education is about to continue Boss?" If I'd learned anything from being married to asshole it's how to fake it.

"Yes, slut, tonight you will learn what it's like to be fucked by a woman." She rose, lifted so that she was astride me, and pushed my knees apart. I disengaged completely from my body. I watched what happened from a place above both of us. That's my girl, honey. Give her your body and nothing more. I smiled.

She fucked me. I watched as she bathed me in kisses, licks, nips, touching here, tasting there, slithering everywhere. She is good! If I were there I might actually respond. But I'm not. I forced my body to respond. I'd had plenty of practice at that. A moan here, a hair grab now and then, using my nails, hips, moans and all the other tools at my disposal to feign passion. Her pace quickened; I matched it.

I heard her breathy whisper in my ear, "Are you ready for me slut?" I giggled and nodded. She smiled in my ear, grabbed the plastic, slid it between my lips, teasing me. I responded appropriately, my body doing what it was supposed to. When Shade thought it was time she slid the head of the soft plastic into me. I lifted my hips to meet her. From above I smiled. I felt her press further into my cunt. Another gasp of faux pleasure. She kissed me; I held her head to me as I responded. Well done Destiny! Once she was all the way in she began in earnest. She sawed in and out. My cries were those of one enjoying her taking. Shade increased the tempo. She spoke to me as a lover would, telling me how good it was, how much she enjoyed watching me, urging me to tell her what I wanted.

This was almost too delicious to be true. The fuckee fucking the fucker. I watched with glee from a distance. This was sublime. We were both loving it, her in reality and me from somewhere above it all.

It happened so fast it stunned me; took my breath away, shocked me completely. I have no idea how or why but I felt myself back in my body. I felt every thrust of the plastic, felt her flesh hit mine, felt her fingers on my breasts, felt her eyes locking onto mine. I was alive, on fire, and awash in lust. I was grunting, lifting, meeting her. I panted, gasped, cried out, thrashed under her. I was so close ... desperately close to the cliff. Please Shade please ... oh god, please send me into it. I hear my voice scream the words. NOOOO!! Please no. Dyke! I sobbed.

Shade must have thought it was in desperation. Her delicate fingers, expert tongue, and determined hips drove me to what she heard me gasping and begging for. I sobbed hysterically as my body betrayed me again. Whatever resolve I'd had melted in the face of the physical contact, the electricity of the sexual intimacy, the ... oh god I'm so lost ... connection between us.

It rolled through and over me like a tidal wave, sweeping away every last bit of resistance. I screamed in pleasure, called out her name, begged for more. She silenced my frenzy with her mouth on mine. I fucked her mouth with my tongue, held her as firm to me as she held me. I pushed back at her in a frantic fury of need, trying to prolong the white hot bliss that screamed through every fiber of my body. I thought I knew what ecstasy was from earlier. This ... this was unlike any pleasure I'd ever experienced. I have absolutely no idea if Shade had cum. I was spent, panting, shivering, muscles trembling from the effort expended. I knew her face was on my shoulder, in my neck. I felt her short, shallow gasps hot on my skin. She shivered from what I guessed were the aftershocks. I smiled.

You are pathetic! You tried to resist and lost. She owns you, she fucked you, you lose. I wrapped Shade up in my arms and smiled. Yeah whatever. Honey, I don't know you. Neither do I angel, neither do I. I'm sorry about that but it's the truth. My mind resisted, my body gave in and I'm awash in feelings I don't want and didn't know I could feel. That's the best I can do. Can you understand that? Um, no, but I'm trying. It's called dyking out kids. Well, it would be if both of you were straight! You really are a jackass! Me? I'm just giving it her (smile) straight.

Shade finally lifted her head from my shoulder, looked at me with warm, soft eyes and smiled. "Slut, that was just amazing." She bent and kissed me. "I've turned more than a few straight women but none have responded to being fucked the way you did." Another smile and another kiss; this one a bit longer. I felt the spark deep inside. "I'm sure you're confused about everything that's happened today." You have no idea how much bitch! I smiled. "Tomorrow is going to be fabulous. There's so much to accomplish and I look forward to all of it." This time the kiss was deeper and lingered. I gave her what she wanted. She surprised me by lifting from me. She unhooked the strap from her waist and tossed it all to the edge of the bed. She resumed her position astride me. This time we lay body to body, her hips pushing to mine. I lifted my legs, ground my pussy to hers, and begged her to take me. I'd never done it, had no idea how to do it, and it felt like I'd been doing it my whole life.

It was like a lit stick of dynamite had been thrown between our bodies. Passion screamed through both of us. We each reacted, together, as lovers do. Let me admit that the number of times I had cum, during intercourse, with my ex-husband were far and few between. So I'm not exactly speaking from a wealth of experience other than earlier today and tonight. This intimacy, this passion, this ... all of it was unlike anything, ever. I was both the giver and the taker. I admit I don't remember much about that last part of the night. I have no idea how we both wound up on the thick carpet but we did. I don't remember getting back into bed. I don't remember falling asleep. I only know I woke to bright sunlight flooding the bedroom with Shade's head on my shoulder, her hand on my breast and her leg between mine. Sounds kinda like the sort of story a blackout alcoholic would tell doesn't it? And I'd only had two glasses of wine.

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Author's Note: As ever, this is a flight of fantasy; completely fictitious. If there is any resemblance to anyone walking among us my apologies. Another author put it so well: "The site is free. The author is 'paid' in comments and votes." I hope you've enjoyed this first chapter of a rather long tale.

While writing is a rather solitary journey, I've had the pleasure of being aided by one who wishes to remain anonymous. A very early draft of the story got turned inside out and upside down. What you read would not be what it is without numerous and invaluable assists along the way.



Shade's Destiny Ch. 02



It might have been my stirring as I came awake that roused Shade. She snuggled in closer then, apparently realizing that there was a body with her in her bed, lifted her head, looked at me with puffy, sleepy eyes, and smiled. She rose, leaned over me, and kissed me warmly. Voice husky with remnants of sleep, she said, "Hello slut. What a pleasure to wake up to you in our bed." Oh lord! Our bed? Her words were a chilling reminder of the consequences of my Friday. The cold slap in the face of who and what I was to her was reinforced by the way my body responded as her fingers roamed lazily, aimlessly, over my body as we kissed. I squirmed uncomfortably in my arousal, betrayed again by my body's automatic response to its stimulus. You touch me here, I respond this way. You touch me there, I do this.

That was the part that befuddled me. This body has been mine for thirty eight years now. I know how it works -- inside and out. I was hardly a virgin when I married Denny. Promiscuous? Nope! But I know how I react when aroused. What was puzzling was the unknown: Does a woman's body respond the same to the touch of a woman as it does to that of a man? Until yesterday I had no clue. Until yesterday! What was that about the new normal? It certainly seems the response to stimuli is sex-neutral. That is totally confusing - at least for this woman.

In the midst of my mind's academic analysis my body was responding to Shade's seductive taking. I need the bathroom, I need to rinse my mouth, I need a shower and god help me, I need her to get me off. Good morning dyke. Get the fuck out of my head bitch. Snicker! Have a lovely day! My body exploded as the orgasm took me. I keened - a wild, high pitch; my hips lifted, bucked, shivered, shuddered. Her mouth feasted on my breasts. I craved the blistering heat as it screamed through me. I loved every scandalously delicious second of it. The feeling of desperation as the terrible pleasure of an orgasm skittered away was one I was all too familiar with. In the recent past it had only been at my own hand.

I could feel her satisfaction as Shade comforted and brought me back. Her kiss was tender, her lips soft and warm, her tongue brought welcome moisture to my parched lips and mouth. I hated that I craved it. I loved her for giving it to me. I wished I could leave and was utterly confused by it all. Shade lifted from the kiss, looked in my eyes, smiled and said, "Slut, who do your orgasms belong to?" Oh my god! I had been driven to a shattering orgasm and had exploded without even a thought about what I had been told yesterday.

"Shade, I'm so ..." She slapped me lightly then kissed me. I was confused. What had I done wrong? "Please help me Shade. I honestly don't know what I've done wrong ... other than having that cum without your permission."

She looked at me, opened her mouth as if to speak, and stopped. I saw her eyes fog as she went away somewhere. When they came back into focus she said, "No, I prefer it this way. At home you may call me Shade. Anywhere else you will call me Boss." She kissed me again.

I felt a sense of relief. Okay, good, ground rules established. "Thank you. I apologize for forgetting about your directive yesterday. I was so overwhelmed by what I was feeling I allowed myself to slip into it without thinking." I couldn't let myself actually think about what I was saying. If I did, the part of me that vowed not to give in to her would shrivel and die. I can not let that happen. Body not mind. Honey, that's my girl!! Yeah right slut. More like remember that orgasm as it rocketed through us like a lit firecracker! Woo hoo!! Honey, pay no attention to that one. You hold on to those three words as our mantra. Snicker. Our mantra is all day, every day, anyone, anywhere dyke! Listen, you two duke it out. Let me do what I need to.

"Slut, go find my sister. Tell her to make us breakfast if she's up. If she's not, tell her I her to get started." We kissed; she slid from me. I got up, went to the door, and wandered out to the living room. No Kim. I went back down the hall, found a closed door, and knocked.

"Come in!" I opened the door and stopped dead in my tracks. Kim was in bed, legs akimbo, a plastic dildo moving quickly in and out of her pussy. "Oh good, it's you slut! I'm watching your inaugural performance at the office Friday. That really was delicious!! You rolled over like a snow ball down a hill." I turned and saw myself, on my knees, in front of Shade. I wanted to die. "Come here sit with me and watch." I shook my head in disbelief.

"Kim, your sister asked me to find you. I've been told to tell you to get up and start breakfast." I closed the door and went back to the bedroom. Shade was in the bathroom. I sat on the carpet, my back against the bed and stared out the window. I felt the tears start. Seeing myself on that screen, doing what I had been doing was chilling, stunning, and humiliating. A year of this? And so far only Shade, Kim and I had seen it. I felt a chill of fear course through me. I had a thought. If it was on a screen here who else could be watching? Were they watching live? I reached back for the bed sheet and covered myself. Ridiculous, maybe, but I had to do it.

I let the tears fall silently as I stared out at the blue, cloudless sky. So peaceful, so beautiful. So completely fucked. I heard the bathroom door open. I let the sheet slip from my fingers, stood and turned. Shade's slender body was naked, her hair wrapped in a towel. She looked at me with curious eyes. She moved closer, her eyes never leaving mine. She must have seen my tear streaked face. She smile softly, brushed the tears away, and said, "Go shower slut. And hurry. We'll have breakfast then start our day." She brought a finger to her lips, kissed it, and put it on my lips. I nodded and walked slowly to the bathroom.

I sat on the toilet, head in my hands, defeated. Even more than doing what I'd done yesterday, seeing it on the screen, here at Shade's home, was simply devastating. The resolve, the anger, my pronouncements, the inner conversations ... gone. Three hundred sixty four days left. Would I even be able to make it till Monday? That was the thought I had as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I was horrified by what I looked at. My eyes were dull and empty. My face was pale. My shoulders were hunched in defeat and despair.

I turned on the water in the shower and leaned my shoulder on the wall. I stared blankly at the patterned tile floor. I'll be honest. I considered looking for something sharp so that I could cut myself deep enough that I could sit in the shower and slip away. It felt like a really, really good idea.

I washed my hair, soaped up my hands, and gave myself a quick cleaning. Having rinsed, I turned off the water, toweled off, and opened the door. The bedroom was empty. I had nothing to wear. My stomach growled; I laughed. The same body that betrayed me wanted to be fed. The body wanted to live; my mind wanted me dead. I turned back to the bathroom, gave it another moment's thought, then turned, opened the door and walked to the dining room table. Shade and Kim were eating and chatting lightly. I sat down. There was coffee, eggs, toast, and some green thing I didn't recognize. I looked at the knife; not nearly good enough. I took a sip of coffee, put down the cup, and ate. I heard the conversation, wanted to throw up, and tuned them out. You can probably guess what the topic was.

I was so inside myself that what I finally noticed was the silence. I looked up at Shade. She was looking at me with amusement in her eyes. "You're awfully quiet this morning slut. Is everything okay?" You asshole, you know full well it's not. I did what was necessary. I lied.

I smiled and said, "Absolutely Shade. I was thinking about the tumult that was yesterday and wondering what you and I will be doing today. May I please make a request?"

She had watched me carefully as I spoke then nodded. "Of course slut, what is it?"

Taking a deep breath, I said, "I'd like to request that my toiletries and cosmetics be brought here from my place. I don't have deodorant, tooth brush, tooth paste, other things like that. If it's okay with you and if there's room in the bathroom." I did my best to smile. Shade took on a thoughtful pose. She nodded.

"Personal effects like toiletries, no problem. I'll look at the cosmetics and make decisions about them. Thank you slut. I appreciate you asking. I like that you've acknowledged that this will be your home." Prison is more like it.

Shade turned to her sister. "Kim, would you please lay out slut's clothing for today. Since each of us has had a shower I'd like to get dressed. We have a busy day ahead." Kim smiled, got up from the table, gave her sister a kiss on the cheek, and kissed me ... on the lips. She winked; I threw up a little in my mouth.

Shade turned to me in her chair so that she was facing me. She looked at me with bright eyes, ran her fingers lightly through my hair, and said, "I'm so excited about today slut. You're going to look fabulous. Kim had the most wonderful idea for our visit to my salon. It was quite brilliant." Her eyes clouded for a second as a frown creased her forehead. "She said you looked upset when you were in her bedroom. Did it upset you seeing her masturbate?" If I didn't fear the repercussions I would have slugged her.

I tried to keep my voice level, the tone friendly. "No of course not. She's a lovely young woman who has needs like everyone else." Shade took that in and nodded thoughtfully.

She cocked her head a bit, wondering, "Were you shocked to see what you saw? Was that what upset you?" Maybe if I ask to use the bathroom I can break something and end this.

"I had no idea you had closed circuit or whatever technology you're using, to monitor the goings on in the office, let alone that they fed back to your condo." I have no clothes so I can't run. I can't kill them both. "I know what I saw yesterday. I didn't know it could be seen here as well." She has my purse; my driver's license and credit cards are in it. The police will figure it out. "That's quite diabolical, if I may." A verbal tip of the hat to my blackmailing fuck of a boss.

"Slut," she said, shaking her head slowly, "we really had a lovely night last night. Before you joined us at the table I was commenting, enthusiastically, to my sister about your passion, stamina, and how quickly you seemed to take to your new position. I don't believe in corporal punishment; in fact, I abhor it and those who use it. I will not, however, hesitate to use other means to keep you in line." Her voice lowered, tone chilled, "I will not accept disrespect slut. Understood?"

I didn't know and didn't want to learn what she was capable of. What she'd done to Dawn, and to me, was more than enough. Plus, I had no idea what awaited me. I gathered my resolve again, kept my eyes on hers, and said, "Yes, of course, Shade. I understand. Thank you for the unexpected compliment. I have to share." I admit that I blushed when I said this, "I am blessed with a most skilled teacher and partner." Honey, you go girl. Yes!!

Shade, to my surprise, blushed a little at my fabricated compliment. She leaned in, kissed me warmly, skimmed my face with her fingers, and said, "Come slut, your adventure awaits." She took my hand, stood and led me to the bedroom. My clothing lay on the bed ... what little of it there was. Shade was picking things out of her closet, paying absolutely no attention to me. There was an orange top that was little more than an extended bra. The fabric was barely three or four inches below what passed for cups. It had thin straps of little more than spaghetti width. There were two choices for me; neither did much more than cover what modesty dictated. A black skirt was banded at the waist with what appeared to be a drawstring tie. The other, in a dark blue, looked to be open legged shorts. I tried on the top. It was very comfy silk. I stepped into the skirt and pulled it up. I didn't even need the drawstring; it was a size too small as it was. Shoes? Black and white saddle shoes; next to them lay white anklet socks with ruffles. I put the socks and shoes on and stood up.

"Ooh slut, I like it. I really like it a lot!! That's absolutely the look I was going for; it's perfect for you." Shade was beaming. I had no idea how she got my shoe size right nor did I particularly want to know. "Just to humor me slut, try on the shorts so I can see how they look on you." I nodded my head, slid the black skirt down and off, reached for the dark blue shorts, and pulled them up. "Oh my," she gushed, "they're fabulous. Oh my yes, I know just when to have you wear them. You'll be the star of the show." She was beaming as she came to me, lifted her hands to my face, and kissed me deep and hard. Her excitement translated into a very hot kiss.

Breaking the kiss, she gushed, "Put the black skirt on and let's hit the road. Oh, I'm already looking forward to this; the clothes will simply be the perfect touch." I knew there was absolutely no reason to whine about not wearing panties. Everything was done with a purpose. It was clear what it was. Once the skirt was in place, Shade took my hand and led us to the living room. She clipped the leash to the collar, grabbed her purse and keys, and we headed out the door. Once in the elevator she turned and kissed me. There were twenty three floors; that many opportunities to be embarrassed. I'll leave it to your imagination to wonder how many people saw my outfit and our kiss.

We weren't the only ones who got off at the garage level. I averted my eyes from the wide eyed couple who exited with us. Thankfully they turned left to their car as we turned right to Shade's. I went to my door, Shade to hers. I waited for her to open the doors. She stared at me. After about ten seconds it dawned on me. I sighed and went around to her side. She clicked the locks open; I opened the door and held it as she climbed in.

"Thank you slut."

"You're welcome Sha ... Boss." I caught it just in time. Shade smiled brightly.

After I buckled in, Shade backed out, put the car in drive and we headed out. She purred, "I'm quite pleased that you remembered slut; quite pleased indeed." I didn't comment. I was just glad that I remembered. I had no idea where we were going or what we were doing. I had absolutely no doubt that it had been thought out, well planned, and everything that would be done had a specific meaning. No reason to be frightened; there was nothing I could do about it. The drive wasn't all that far. I knew the streets we traveled. Shade found a parking space rather quickly for a Saturday morning. I went around to her door and opened it. After stepping from the car she handed me a debit card, with my name on it, and told to put at least two hours on the meter.

I was steamed as I walked to the pay box. This bitch is renting out my apartment, with my furniture in it, to god-knows-who, keeping the rent, and has me pay for parking? What the fuck? I pushed two hours, waited for the little slip, and walked back to the car with a smile on my face. Only my body bitch, nothing more. I slid the little white paper where it belonged and we headed wherever we were going. Halfway down the block was a salon. Shade waited until I opened the door. I followed her in. What looked to be an all-female staff clustered around her. They seemed excited to see her.

A tall brunette with short, spiky hair eyed me and said, "Is this her Shade?" Her eyes undressed me as she looked at me.

Shade nodded and said, "Introduce yourself to Tessa."

"Yes Boss. Tessa, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm slut." Tessa smiled approvingly at Shade, came and kissed me hard on the lips. She waited until I opened my mouth. Her hands roamed freely - under what was covered and over what wasn't.

When she'd finished with me she pulled away, turned to Shade, and said, "Very nice Shade, very nice indeed!" Shade beamed. "I have everything ready as requested. I know you have other things to do so feel free. We'll take good care of your slut." I saw Shade walking toward me.

She lifted her face to me; I bent to kiss her. "You'll have a wonderful time slut. I have to run next door for another of our errands. I'll be back before they're finished with you." She gave me a soft, warm kiss and turned to leave.

Tessa said, "Okay ladies, you know what we have to do here. Let's hop to it." She leered in my direction. A bevy of young women in all sorts of makeup, piercings, tats, and assortments of hair color and clothing led me to a semi-private area. One, a blonde, pulled a curtain, another, a redhead, bent, made sure the waist on my skirt was loose, and pulled it past my hips and off my legs. She lifted one foot, then the other. She knelt to take off the socks and shoes. The first, who pulled the curtain, led me to a chair that, after I sat, was tilted back. It was something like a dentist's chair with exam table type stirrups. Uh oh. My hands were placed on comfortable cloth covered extensions. Headphones were placed on my head. Soft, soothing music played.

Blondie offered me a small cup of something to drink. I shook my head no. She persisted, the smile on her face blank. I lifted my head; she held the cup as I drank. It tasted like Gatorade; my favorite, fruit punch. It wasn't more than a couple of sips. I smiled when she pulled the cup away.

Red had already begun my pedicure. I didn't need to look. I relaxed and listened to the smooth instrumental music. Blondie came back in with Tessa. They were talking but I couldn't hear. Blondie nodded and moved to my hands. She began to work on my nails. Once Tessa sat I lost sight of her. I felt a cool gel being applied to my pussy. Oh my god. I felt something being rolled over my pubic area. Laser? Shade knew I trimmed my pubic hair. Had she decided to have the remainder removed with laser treatments? Was it one visit or more? I had no clue. I could feel my nails and toes being worked on; it seemed progress was being made. I didn't make putting polish on my toes a regular thing. And my finger nails just so happened to be polish-free yesterday.

I saw someone new come in out of the corner of my eye. Black hair placed something cool on my eyes and began to slather my face with some sort of cool goop. I sighed and smiled. With sight removed I closed my eyes and relaxed even further. I luxuriated in my pampering, a treat I'd never given myself. Denny? He was too ... oh never mind. Let me just say it never would have crossed his mind to give me a day like this.

The kiss woke me up. I opened my eyes. Shade was smiling at me. I smiled, she bent to kiss me again; this one lingered. When she lifted, she took off the headphones. "Well now, don't you look fabulous slut? A facial, pedi, mani, and," she slid her fingers between my lips, "very lovely. Tessa and her girls have done very well today. One more task ahead. Rhonda, if you would please." Black hair appeared. I already had two studs in my left ear. I recognized what she held in her hand. A bottle of rubbing alcohol and swabs, to be followed by the piercing thingie, more swabbing, then stainless steel studs would be put in place. Yada, yada. Oh, wait! Per Elaine on Seinfeld, is ear piercing a proper 'yada, yada' moment? Talk amongst yourselves.

When the additional studs were in place, Shade kissed me again. In a soft voice, she asked, "Slut, Blondie asked me if it was okay if she gave your new 'do,'" as her fingers skimmed my hair-free pussy, "a test taste. Are you okay with that?" Jesus H. I sighed, smiled and nodded. Shade turned her head, nodded, turned back to me, and kissed me. I felt a tongue touch my pussy. The second in less than twenty four hours ... I think. I had no idea what time it is. Shade's tongue was insistent; Blondie's tongue was skilled. Shade's fingers teased my nipples through the thin silk; Blondie's tongue was still skilled. Fingers inside me turned to seek that special place. Lips moved to my pearl ... this wasn't going to take much longer. I moaned into our kiss, felt Shade's smile. Exposed and under assault, my tormenter's lips and tongue ravished my mouth, the young thing's fingers, tongue and mouth pleasured my sex. It blew up inside of me like a healthy dose of C-4. The heat spread rapidly from deep inside me. It suffused me, left me flushed, pleasured and trembling as my body craved more. I reached for Shade, trying to speak silently of my need for more. Oh no!!! I'd done it again; I hadn't been given permission. Oh my god. But I couldn't ask with her mouth covering mine. She ... no, she wouldn't, would she?




Shade's Destiny Ch. 02



I think Shade knew when I'd recovered a bit. She broke the kiss, smiled and said, "Enough, slut. Other adventures are ahead." I felt the chair tip up; I saw Blondie's face, slick with me. She smiled, bent, and put my anklets and shoes on. She stood, took my hands and helped me out of the chair. She bent, slipped the skirt over my feet and slid it up and over my hips. Tasks complete, she kissed me lightly on the lips and, with a smile, turned and left. Shade beamed at me from the corner. She clipped the leash and we headed past the pulled back curtain. Shade turned her head to me, eyebrow raised in an unspoken command.

I turned to Tessa. "Thank you so much Tessa. It was wonderful. You and your staff are fabulous. I feel like a new woman. Have a great weekend." I made the smile as bright as I could.

Looking approvingly in Shade's direction, she turned, smiled, and said, "Thank you slut. I appreciate the kind words. I hope you enjoy your new adornments. We'll see you back here soon for the final fittings of your earrings." She leaned in, her hand cupping the back of my neck, and kissed me ... it was bold, deep, and, though quick, quite passionate. There was a physical strength to her that was evident every time she had touched me. I shivered and hoped I that, if I need reprimand, Tessa would not be who I ... what am I saying? I have no idea what lay ahead.

Say it. You want her to fuck you, to dominate you, to take your body and soul and control you. I shivered. Dyke!!

One last thing, apparently, before we left. Shade came around behind me. I hadn't noticed until she did but Tessa and her staff had gathered around me. What did they know that I didn't? I looked from face to face. There was no sign other than knowing glances and smiles. Dammit! I felt the collar being unlocked, then removed. Yay! Then another was slipped around my neck and locked into place. Crap! Red came and stood, mirror in her hand. She held it up, smiling the whole time. I looked. It was thick black leather with the letters B L T in green rhinestones. Huh?

I saw Tessa's nodding approval before I saw Shade come back into my vision. She beamed, kissed me deeply, and said, "Oh slut, this is absolutely perfect." She turned to the small gathering and said, "I'd like to introduce you to slut. The B L T stands for 'Boss's Lesbian in Training.'" The group being small, the applause was a smatter. I was beet red, stunned and humiliated. Again. Shade turned, kissed me, and, unspoken, gave the command with her eyes.

I really had no idea what to say but I said it anyway. "Thank you Boss. I am your lesbian in training." She clipped the leash to my collar, turned and led me out the door to applause. Enjoying yourself slut? Fuck you asshole. I've never felt so humiliated in my life. Uh huh; that C-4 orgasm you had? Explain that. Consider yourself ignored! We walked to the car, came around to the driver's door, I held it open, Shade climbed in. I closed it, came around to my side, climbed in, sat, buckled and sighed. Yes, the leash was still attached. I could only shake my head.

Where to now I wondered? I have no idea what's in Shade's head or her plans for me. If what I'm wearing is any indication and what she hinted at about my clothing I would have a completely different look and a whole new wardrobe. Actually, this top really is nice. Skimpy? Um yeah. But it feels sexy against my skin. My pussy feels so weird with no hair. I kept it trimmed close but this? Geez. I turned; Shade was humming to herself, a secret smile on her lips.

I sighed again. This is so messed up. She's so pretty. Really. And her little figure, those tiny, cute feet. How could someone so sweet, so lovely and so sexy do something like this to me? God you're an idiot! You did this to yourself. You again? Snicker. Is Kim gay? Do she and Shade ...? Was she excited watching her sister, watching me, or both? Hey straight girl, pussy is wet again! Yeah, yeah, yeah. When she winked at me at breakfast I was so repulsed I wanted to pound her into dust.

"Here we are slut. Oh I think we're going to have so much fun here. Let me see your hands." Her words roused me from my little conversation. I held out my left hand. Holy crap!! I really hadn't noticed at Tessa's. S l u t? My nails are painted red and the letters are in white, an exclamation point on the end. Oh my god no!! I looked at my right hand. Dear lord, this one has B o s s 's on my fingers and thumb. Boss's slut! My shoulders slumped in despair. I had slept through most of it too.

"Slut, Tessa's girls did an absolutely fabulous job. This is beyond gorgeous. Let me see the other hand." I turned and held it out for her inspection. "Yes! This is perfect, just what I wanted; bright red polish with the letters in white. And matching toes. We may have to send you back to the salon to give the girls a special 'thank you.' They certainly earned it!! Come on, we have some serious shopping to do." I got out of the car and turned, looking for Shade. When I didn't see her, puzzled, I looked back through the window. My god! She was sitting calmly in her seat. You asshole!! With a sigh I walked to her door, opened it, and smiled as she exited. Three hundred sixty three and a half days left. I hope I make it. Honey, body not soul; you just hold on tight to those three words. Anyone, anytime, anywhere dyke. That's the phrase that pays. Good angel, will you please take this feckless bitch out back and beat her to a pulp with her attitude? Hey, I'm only here for your pleasure! I'd be happy to!

The store front was nondescript; nothing to tell a passerby what was inside. Not comforting! It was not a surprise when, as we entered, Shade was greeted by those who worked there. All female employees? Shocked? Not! If I was hard candy on a stick the wrapper would be gone and they'd all be busy licking me. That's how their collective eyes made me feel. Snicker! Nicely said dyke! Honey, don't worry; she won't be a problem much longer. I'm ignoring both of you. I'm dressed like I am for a reason. I choose to take it as a compliment that a thirty eight year old me is in good enough shape that what appears to me a much younger group of females find me attractive. Lip smacking good dyke! I looked around the store. Hmm, the mannequins are all women. Okay, that's not a surprise. Shade brought me here to dress me up, or down, and it's obviously a store for women.

Shade's voice pierced my reverie, "Slut, Olivia will escort you to a dressing area and bring an assortment of outfits for you to try on. Please greet her." Shade was standing next to a short haired, pretty blonde who appeared to be a bit older than me. About my height, she was slender, really pretty silver earrings, big, light brown eyes, thin lips painted red, and a brilliant smile. Her outfit? The words that come to mind are stunning and chilling. A shiny black leather halter top dress with a front zipper that came to about next to nothing below her hips. The halter had what appeared to be adjustable buckles on both sides. The black was a stark, fabulous contrast to her hair and skin. When I finally raised my eyes to hers I saw a shimmer of ... recognition? Lust? What? Yes I'm straight. I'm doubled over laughing! I'm human; the outfit was one thing, the woman wearing it even more alluring. Honey, you stop that right now!! Way to go dyke! Way to go.

Shade seemed amused by it all. She came to me, tugged on the leash, and whispered, "Slut, she really is sexy isn't she? Want a taste?" Oh my god. Tell her yes; you know you do.

I smiled and said, "No thank you Boss. I'm very happy with you." Honey, you go girl. Lying isn't bad if it's for a good cause!! Shade beamed with pleasure, kissed me and led me to Olivia. Oh! In the rest of it all, I'd forgotten to introduce myself to this stunning blonde. Oh dear.

"Hello Olivia, I'm slut, Boss's Lesbian in Training. It's a pleasure to meet you." With each word, Olivia's smile got bigger and bigger.

She glanced at Shade, smiled, and purred, "Welcome to my store, slut. I can't wait to show you the merchandise." The double entendrè couldn't be missed. So why not play along.

With a wink and a smile, "I'm sure I'll love everything I see!" The smile and the eyes got even bigger. Ya know, this might be fun! If I do this with the right frame of mind I might be able to make it. Vegas doesn't think so dyke!

The room was too big to be anything but Olivia's office. There was a desk, a couch, several chairs, paintings, and the like. By now I was really curious about what was going on. A quick glance around the office had missed the stacks of clothing on a table, behind the desk and slightly off to the right. Olivia called for one of her employees, spoke to her in a whispered hush and received a nod in reply. The brunette walked to where I was standing, slid my top off and bent to remove my skirt. Shade and Olivia murmured while gesturing at the clothing. I was pretty sure I heard Shade's 'we're in no hurry,' 'all of it,' and a smiling, 'whatever you like.' I sighed as the thought crossed my mind: The first test?

Olivia and Shade came back to me. The first outfit was red. If I left it at that you wouldn't see me blushing. I reached for it, slid it over my head, and stared at the mirror in shock and disbelief. To call it a dress was an overstatement; to call me dressed was a gross exaggeration. The front barely covered my breasts and would generously be described as 'a deep v-neck cowl.' Meaning little was left to the imagination above my pubic bone. I didn't know whether or not to be grateful for my 36c's. They were definitely shown off!! I quickly figured out that I had to be careful when I wore it (I was positive I would!) as my breasts could and would be visible with any and every movement. And, there was more fabric in the front than in the back!! As I turned and looked in the mirrors there was nothing from my neck to just above my butt.

Okay, here's the deal. I was paying for all of this stuff. I already knew that. When my one year's servitude was over would I ever wear anything that I wore during that year again? Giggle. Number five man, number five. As I understand it, that's how it's said in Louisiana, dating back to their French heritage. I won't even bother to detail all of what I tried on that afternoon. You'll read about the outfits as the months come off the calendar.

I have no doubt curiosity is raging right about now. Did she or didn't she? Yes, she did. And she liked it. So there.

Shade was a bubbly, babbling brook of enthusiasm over our stop at Olivia's Emporium. We had two gigantic bags full of 'clothes' for me. I was still tingling from, my, um, up close and personal encounter with Olivia. My god, the things that slender, feminine form could do on a couch!! I can't say for sure that she enjoyed it as much as I did -- but she was still breathless when Shade kissed her goodbye. Having tried on and modeled more than two dozen outfits, and after the intimate encounter that followed, I was tired and hungry. And you ... just shut up peanut gallery!!

I was beyond grateful when Shade pulled into a parking lot that was adjacent to a restaurant. I gathered what was left of my energy and held the door for her. She kissed me and led me into and through the front door. Early as it was I did notice the few were female -- staff and patrons.

I love spicy food! Snicker. I thought you took care of that bitch!! Think roaches and nuclear war dyke. Damn! I ordered a Citron margarita, a Jalapeno Gnocchi, pork tenderloin medallions, grilled chicken skewer. Shade stared; I smiled. I love Tapas!!! The booth she selected had us sit side-by-side. I used that advantage to lean over and kiss her. I wanted to make the kiss as hot as the food would be. Oh yeah; you're straight! Shade leaned back to break the kiss; I reached for and grabbed her silky black hair, pulled her to me, and held her in the kiss. I could feel the surprise in her; then she relaxed and enjoyed my kiss. Yeah, you read it right! My kiss!

Let's give it a generous thirty hours. If you were me can you honestly say you wouldn't do what I did or feel what I felt? You may think you're straight but, until you've been under the kind of constant physical and emotional 'assault' I have, you have no right to judge. This is my story. It is what it is. You are what you eat dyke!

The food was delicious, the wine was fabulous, and we headed to the car in a great mood. I knew it was only Saturday and, while it had been, um, 'interesting' so far, a whole heck of a lot of the unknown was in my future. The drive to the condo was quick. The elevator ride? Ya know what; yesterday was Friday, today is Saturday and I've already come to understand that my life was never going to be the same. And, yeah, that meant whether I left or stayed at the end. I had thirty eight years of experience being me. Pre Friday me. Best I can do? Stay tuned!

The walk from the elevator to the condo was short; I held the bags as Shade opened the door and followed her inside. I put the bags where she told me. I didn't hear anything that said Kim was home. I waited while Shade fiddled with something I couldn't see. She smiled, put it in her purse, turned to me, and led me by the hand to the bedroom.

After undressing her I did the same and joined her on our bed. Oh dear god, what did I just say? I heard you dyke, loud and clear! I lay on my back as requested. Her slender body was half on and half off mine. God save me, after all that I'd done and had been done to me, she felt beyond wonderful. You go straight girl!! Her fingers were ridiculously talented. They teased, taunted, and insinuated themselves in, around, and all about me. Her relentless assault left me gasping, needy and tantalizingly close to climax. I didn't need another and I wanted it, craved it, and begged for it. Yes, I begged my extortionist to bring me to orgasm. My body blocked cogent thought as it screamed out its need. Skilled, feminine, slinky, and slender, she gave it to me. Oh my god, how she gave it to me!!

Shade was astride me; we moved together as lovers do. My push to her thrust and vice versa. My legs wrapped around her hips, her mouth on my breast; one, then another. Her fingers gripped my hair; mine held her close. It was a desperate, gorgeous, erotic dance, completely and uniquely feminine. I hated her for making me do what I was doing and loved her for the bliss I was feeling. I had no explanation for the dichotomy when, with a single whispered word, the whirlwind of it screamed though me. I rode it like a surfer on fifteen foot ocean swells. There was the joy of catching the wave, the bliss of the ride, the satisfaction, then the emptiness as the surfboard skidded on the sand and it slowly slipped away.

Dimly, somewhere, the skittering thought whispered, "Who is watching us tonight? Tomorrow?"

As I, we, slipped into sleep, I honestly didn't give a crap.

I quickly realized I was alone in bed when I woke up Sunday. I looked at the clock: 9:30? Oh my! There was sun but it wasn't as much as yesterday. The track system apparently was designed so that the drapes could be opened or closed in any sort of configuration desired. Today the left and right sides were open about a foot. I headed to the bathroom and washed up afterward. I didn't hear voices, opened the door and walked down the short hallway. Shade was at the dining room table in her silk robe. In front of her were two plastic bags; one seemed to hold my toiletries, which were spread out over much of the table. I guessed the other was cosmetics, perfume and the like.

Shade must have heard the door open. She looked up, smiled, and continued ... taking inventory I guess. "Good morning slut. There's coffee in the kitchen if you want it. Kim made it before she left. I'll be through here in a few minutes." I headed to the kitchen, poured a cup, and came back to the table. I bent to give her a kiss and sat down. I took a sip and looked at Shade. She had a faint smile on her face; there was something more. "A good morning kiss. That was very nice, slut. Your head must still be spinning from everything you've experienced and done." She sure had that right! "Let me finish here and I'll tell you what I've decided."

"Shade, may I please have my toothbrush, toothpaste and deodorant? I really need to brush and I'd like to use deodorant after my shower." She smiled, found them, and pushed them toward me. Maybe she's not the heartless, manipulative bitch who ... no, that's not right. I signed up for this. My spinning head? Oh my lord. Well, I wasn't the first one who'd been through this. "Thank you! Do I need to ask permission to do things like brush?"

She seemed surprised at the question. She turned her head to me, looked at me again with that appraising look, nodded a little, and said, "I'm very pleased you asked slut. That shows me you know your place. The answer is no. Personal things like using the bathroom, brushing, and such don't need permission. You will ask permission to leave the dinner table. And you'll go to bed when I do. Kim will be back shortly. Come back when you've showered."

I reached for the few, precious possessions and stopped. "Where do I put these when I'm finished?"

Shade smiled and said, "Kim is out shopping. She's picking up a small table with shelving that I ordered. The toiletries and whatever cosmetics I approve will be stored there. For now, put them neatly on the corner of the counter." I nodded, picked up my coffee, and headed to the bathroom.

The sheer joy of being able to brush my teeth! Dear me, it was wonderful. Dragon mouth was gone. I hadn't even asked about mouthwash. Being able to do this was fabulous. I opened the door, turned on the shower, waited a few seconds, stepped in, and pulled the door closed. The shampoo and soap weren't what I used; the shampoo had a fruity scent I didn't particularly care for. Minor detail. I was clean and brushed. I toweled off, dried my hair, hung up the wet towel, and headed back out, coffee in hand. Ah, Kim's voice. She's back.

Oh! The table was a corner unit with three shelves, all of it in white. It wasn't exactly tall but I'd make do. I walked to the kitchen and poured some more coffee. I was hungry! My tummy reminded me. The two sisters were still chattering in their language. I sat at the table next to Shade and sipped my coffee. I saw Kim's eyes glance my way and heard her giggle and nod as if in answer to Shade's question. I had a bad feeling about this. I would be right.

"Slut, go thank Kim for picking up your bathroom table." I whipped my head around and stared at Shade. She nodded and said, "You heard me. Put your coffee down, crawl under the table and get started." I stared in stunned disbelief. The tone of her voice and demeanor hadn't changed one bit from before. I saw her eyes flash. I dared not look at Kim. I put the cup down, stood, moved the chair, and crawled under the table.

I saw Kim lift her skirt. I closed my eyes, shook my head, and put my fingers into the elastic of her panties. She lifted her hips, I slid them down and off. She scooted her hips forward a little bit. Still in disbelief I moved to her bare, scented pussy and began. I disengaged completely this time. I hadn't been able or wanted to last night; this was ... I couldn't be here, even if my mouth was.

Soon enough I finished. She held my hair to her, ground her hips, and screamed as she came. I felt it as her legs tensed, the grip tightened, and her muscles contracted. No fingers, just my tongue. I finally backed away from this abomination and crawled back toward my chair. I saw Shade's legs parted; her finger crooked, silently ordering me to do the same to her. The tears started. I was her property. And I made ... no, I won't say it. I fucked her last night. That's all I am to her - a vibe with a tongue, her personal, breathing, fuck toy. I finished, hot tears of humiliation and rage running down my face. When her breathing slowed, she patted my cheek. I shrank from her touch and crawled to the edge of the table, got to my feet, and hurried to the bedroom. I closed the door, went to the window side of the bed, collapsed on the floor, and sobbed uncontrollably. I slid so that I was partially under the bed to hide beneath the dust ruffle. Angry, humiliated, and in despair I cried. No way out. And tomorrow is Monday. I can't do this.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 02



I was finally all cried out. I lay with my head on my arms in the silence of the bedroom. Her bedroom. I had called it our bed last night. How hideous!! I hadn't heard the door open or close. Shade's voice was warm and soft, "You may feel humiliated or violated slut. It doesn't matter. You signed the paper. I saw the set of your jaw and the look in your eyes when you did. I reveled in your anger; it makes turning and breaking you so much more delicious. You enjoyed yourself yesterday with Tessa's blonde and with Olivia. You didn't consider either of those experiences humiliating. Kim's had her share of female lovers and said you're among the very best, gay or straight. There's a submissive lesbian in there, slut. It shows itself, goes back into hiding and pops up again. You're not nearly where you will be in three months, six months or a year. In fact, I have an idea." Shade paused, as if considering. "No, I'm going to keep it to myself for now. You don't want to know who you are slut. It's too soon for straight Destiny to accept who she is. It's there though; I've seen it. Come out when you're ready. Your outfit for today is on the bed."

I was grateful I hadn't had breakfast. Thankfully, the dueling voices were quiet today. I needed solitude. Honey, I'm here. The other one is too. Take your time and work your way through this. Sigh. I'm totally confused about what I heard Shade say. It's remarkable to think she could read my emotions Friday. I can't deny what she said about yesterday. This is all so confusing. I'll bet my college experiences aren't unique. I turned down a few women who gave signals they were interested without so much as a second thought. Unless I'm a complete fool, I hadn't been hit on since. In fact, it never entered my mind that this ... that I not only could but would enjoy it. I might as well get up, see what sick joke of an outfit is on the bed, and maybe get something to eat. At least I won't be naked.

I got out from under the bed, stood, looked at the bed, and stared. 'At least I won't be naked?' Oh my god, I might as well be with this getup. She has to be freakin' kidding me!! This skirt can't ... I pulled it up my legs and over my hips. Oh lord!! There's barely enough here to hide my groin. And it's bright red. Any and everyone's eyes will be drawn to it, and me, immediately. And this? This is a top?" I pulled it over my head and tugged the flimsy fabric down over my breasts. It's mesh, nearly see through. I can't go out in this! I walked to the mirror. Oh my god do I look sexy! I blushed at my reflection. I guess the good news is that for a thirty eight year old I do have the figure to wear this shit. I have to go find out if this is for real. See if she really does intend to take me somewhere in this. I looked at myself again. Damn, I look hot! I turned sideways. Yup, the girls are good to go in this thing.

I picked up the impossibly high heels and headed to the front room. Kim saw me and stopped in mid-sentence. Shade turned around. They both stared, then smiled. Shade got up, walked to me, and gave me a kiss. "Slut, I must say, that is one hot outfit. I wasn't sure about this. You look absolutely hot, hot, hot. I'm going to be so proud to show you off!" She leaned and kissed me again. This time, she reached up with both hands and held my face. It got pretty hot awfully damn quickly. I felt her hand on my thigh, then my pussy. Well shit, there's barely anything to stop anyone from doing just that! She pulled away and nodded. "Oh my yes, this is absolutely perfect. Why aren't the heels on?"

I held up the black three inch heels and shook my head. "Shade, I sprained an ankle real badly in college and haven't tried heels since. I can't ... please, I'm sure you'll want me to wear shoes like this but I need time to practice in them so I don't hurt myself. Please?" She pursed her lips thoughtfully, turned to her sister, who shrugged.

"Okay, that does make sense. If you haven't worn them you'll need time to get accustomed to them. You can wear them here at home first and then at the office as well. That should do the trick." She turned to her sister. "Kim, please bring something else for slut to wear." Kim stood, went to her bedroom, and closed the door. Okay, so I had some idea of where their hiding place was. We'll see how that plays out! I should have known to leave well enough alone. The sandals were black leather, slingback with an open toe. The new paint job would be there for all to see.

Shade held the two plastic bags out to me. "These are what I've approved, slut. Put them in the bathroom for now. You can put them on the shelf when we come home. We're going out." I put the bags on either side of the shelves on the floor and came back. Shade clipped on the leash, grabbed her purse, and the three of us left. My stomach was screaming for food. I stared straight ahead, paying no attention to who joined us on the elevator. It seemed we were on the local too. Nice! The majority of the crowd emptied into the lobby; the rest of us exited at the garage.

As luck would have it Dorothy was waiting for an elevator. She and Shade gabbed about my outfit. Shade mentioned the salon, took one of my hands to show her and pointed out my matching toes. Dorothy was beside herself with excitement. When she asked permission, which Shade gave with a smiling nod, Dorothy came, kissed me on the mouth, and said, "Slut, you look marvelous. Shade has done a wonderful job with you in a very short time." Another kiss, this one with an open mouth. I sighed and responded. It had been the only thing they hadn't mentioned so far, so when the question came it wasn't a surprise. "What does the B.L.T. stand for, slut?"

I responded robotically, "Boss's lesbian in training, miss." She turned to a beaming Shade, who nodded.

Turning back to me, Dorothy continued, "How wonderful. Well, I'm sure your training will be exciting for you dear. Enjoy!" She stepped in close, grabbed me by the back of my neck with one hand, kissed me, and reached under the skirt. She scooted her fingers across my now bare mound, slipping them through the pool of moisture. I felt her smile as we kissed. She turned to Shade, kissed her, murmured something in her ear, and got on the elevator just as the door was about to close. That was completely disgusting. And tomorrow's Monday!

As we headed to the car Shade and Kim talked excitedly about Dorothy and her reactions. I held the door while Kim opened the other front door and got in. I opened the back door behind Shade, climbed in and belted myself. Out we went. I had no idea what the plan was. The two sisters chatted again in their native tongue. I knew we were heading north on Lake Shore Drive. We exited and headed west. A right turn at the light. This looks familiar. After a few blocks Shade found a parking spot. I held the door (this is getting old); Shade took the leash. I followed the two of them. Hey! The coffee shop. I thought it was closed Sundays. I was sure it had read it on one of my visits. It looked empty. But when Shade knocked, a grey haired woman opened the lock and the door with a smile on her face. Geez, I recognize her. I'd seen this woman a few times. She must be the owner. I wonder what's going on.

Shade, Kim and the third women exchanged pleasantries and kisses. Shade turned to me and said, "Slut, make the proper introduction to Daisy, the owner of Dykes Coffee Shop."

I paled, turned, and said, "Pleasure to meet you, Daisy. I'm slut, Boss's lesbian in training." No wonder there were no men in the store. But how did they know? Wait! I met Stacy here. Did she know? She's married with children. Is she? Daisy had turned to Shade; I hadn't been listening. I heard, "... quite taken with her. I remember the Saturday they went shopping. Stacy led her out of the shop and they crossed the street hand in hand. It was quite cute. Stacy told me about their day together next time she came in."

Oh my god! Daisy and Stacy know each other? And they both know Shade? Oh my god! I hadn't noticed Kim putting down her purse. After fumbling for a few seconds she took out a small camcorder. What the fuck are they planning? I suppose I should have known. For her part, Shade had a camera in her hand; yes, that one, from Friday.

A smiling Shade purred, "Slut, Kim is going outside to keep a look out. I will direct you in various poses. Kim, if you would." Kim headed outside. This was all said in a complete matter-of-fact tone, much like this morning's humiliation. Shade came and unclipped the leash and handed it to Daisy, who put it in Shade's purse. Daisy had a cup and saucer and a plate with a scone on it handy at a table. She moved them both to a table nearest a window on the street side of the store. I was too horrified to move or object. Speech was impossible.

I'm going to describe, long after the fact, some of the poses I was captured in -- on video and by the camera. I sat with my top off, coffee cup in hand, staring idly into space. I had a pen between my teeth, at the computer, my right leg crossed over my left, hips slightly turned. I bent over a chair looking for something in Shade's purse. Several pieces of the scone were tossed on the floor. I bent from the waist as if cleaning up a mess, napkin in hand. From outside, Shade took two shots of me inside the restaurant: in one, I had both hands over my eyes as if looking toward the sky for something heard but not seen. In the other, I was in the same pose but with one foot on the chair.

Oh, there were more, plenty more. I was scared shitless of passersby -- on foot, in cars, buses, and cabs. I described all these as if they were taken with the camera. Some were; some were 'action scenes,' taken with me on the move, with the camcorder. I tried to portray emotions I was quite unable to feel. It was awful; I felt like I was being raped by the cameras. Used, humiliated, exposed ... all for 'fun.' I guess. I know, I know; it was all part of being broken, turned from straight to gay. It was horrible. Would I have done it under different circumstances? No. Would I do it today? Without giving too much of the story away -- yes.

Here's the part that, at the time, nearly broke me. We spent several hours on Sunday traipsing from place to place. On the street, on an L platform, sitting on a seat in a subway car, at the zoo, at North Avenue beach watching the swimmers, sun bathers, volleyball players, and bicycle riders. Just about any pose you can dream of, Shade and Kim had me do. I was their model. What nearly did me in was that, over the course of the day, I went from being in near hysterics with fear, revulsion, and disgust to (much to my surprise) absolutely turned on, horny beyond comprehension, wet to the point that I ... oh never mind.

We wound up back at Daisy's. Apparently the entire thing had been prearranged; not a shock by now. One last task. It came with an offer that, um, I couldn't refuse. If I would agree to be nude and pose with one foot on a table and the other on a chair I would be allowed to cum. I agreed. Quickly. The words were barely out of Shade's mouth when I replied, "Yes." The three of them looked shocked. I don't think they thought I'd actually do it. I was so damn horny I would have fucked myself on the corner of a table to get off! Daisy lowered the sun screen and I simply lost myself in pleasure.

There was no audience, no camcorder. My eyes were shut, my fingers blurs. I strove to give my body what it craved so badly. I thought of all the people who'd stared at me. I saw so many women in various stages of undress, so beautiful, so many shapes, ages, colors. My god what a city I had chosen. Yes, some of the men were beautiful too; lean, hard bodies, shorts, swim wear, whatever. I only cared about the women. Yeah, I know. My devil angel is going to have a field day. I saw them all, reveled in the emotions, and screamed in joy as I bounced helplessly in the chair when I exploded. Bright flashing colors behind clenched eyes. Bursts of white hot heat screaming through my pussy, clit, nipples, bouncing at the speed of sound, (my high pitched screams) gorgeous, scathing, marvelous, shuddering relief. I fought desperately to drag it on and on. I did everything I could think of, tried every little trick I'd learned. I succeeded for a while; I moaned, sobbed actually, when it finally slipped away. My arms dangled, my body quivered, and my head lolled back as I gasped for air, breaths raspy and short.

I have no idea how long it was but I felt a mouth cover mine in a gentle kiss. I opened my eyes. Shade's eyes were filled with tears as she kissed me. I was shocked. The kiss wasn't too long; when she pulled away she brushed my damp hair with her fingers and whispered, "Thank you lover. That was magnificent." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Lover? I looked over her shoulder. Daisy and Kim were both wiping tears from their eyes. Huh? I looked at Shade with questioning eyes. "That was beyond beautiful slut. I've never seen anything so raw, so feminine, so sexy, so seductive, so natural, and so perfect."

I was still awash in the remnants of my pleasure. I was suffused in the emotion of Shade's words. She'd never spoken to me like that. Eventually I staggered to my feet, dressed in what was now painful embarrassment, and shyly accepted Daisy's kisses and words of thanks and praise. The leash in place, I followed behind them to the car. I sat quietly in the back seat. No words were spoken as the Lexus took us home. And tomorrow is still Monday.

In the bathroom, back at the condo, I put the toiletries and the rest on the shelves, then stripped and took another shower. I washed my hair twice and scrubbed myself nearly raw. The bliss of my explosion was overrun with anger and betrayal at being on display all day. No, I was never exposed, not in the sense of public display of nudity. But I knew what the intent of the day had been. I felt violated, perhaps made worse by Shade's words of intimacy. I seethed with rage. I could play the role and I would. But I was not going to let her win. I'm human. Sometimes a body needs what it needs. I don't know; I can't explain it. I remember reading a story about a female police officer who, realizing she was five weeks late, said, '... and already my body wasn't my own.' Different context but that was me Sunday. I felt used, on display, feminine, violated, alive, horny, sexy; the mix was absolutely overwhelming.

I hung up the towel, left the clothing and shoes in a pile on the floor and went to the living room. The two of them were huddled around the camcorder. I sat on the couch. Fuck this. I got up, went to the kitchen, and poured myself a glass of wine. I drank it all in three big gulps and poured another, then headed back to the couch. They were speaking in their native tongue. I'm not a linguist. I know what kind of linguist you are dyke! Sorry honey, I'll put the ball gag back on this bitch and shut her up! Nor do I want to know what they're talking about.

After a while Kim got up and went to the kitchen, to prepare, I assumed, dinner. Shade came and sat next to me. She took my hand in hers, smiled at me, and said, "Would you like to see?" I knew what she meant. I shook my head, not meeting her gaze. I wanted to pick her up and throw her through and out the window. I saw her nod her head in my peripheral vision. A few minutes later, still holding my hand, she stood up. I did as well. She led me to the bedroom.

In a soft voice she said, "Lay across the bed, feet to the window, head over the other side of the bed." I climbed on the bed and positioned myself as she directed. I saw her moving about in her closet. She grabbed a small bag and came back to me. She removed a silk scarf, placed it across my eyes, and tied it off behind my head. I felt one wrist being lifted, something soft, the motion of a knot being tied, then a bit of a tug. I guessed it was being attached to the post at the foot of the bed. This was repeated three more times as my other hand and both feet were bound and restrained. After her initial order she hadn't spoken a word. I heard the door close and was alone.

Alone, sightless, and rendered immobile, I simply surrendered. Nothing I could do. I hadn't expected this, but it had been a weekend of surprises to say the least. I let that thought roll around for a bit. My life would be described, in generous terms, pedestrian. Until Friday! What about today? I had suspicions but that's all they were. Worries? Concerns? Okay, maybe those were more descriptive words. Accurate? I had no way of knowing. I'm typing this as if it all played out in my mind in some sort of organized fashion. Far from it!! In between little bits of this and that, random thoughts flying around like a bar room electronic game screen, came the thoughts I typed. I thought I heard voices through the door. I thought it might be more than Shade and her sister. I had no way of knowing.

Tomorrow is Monday. What horrors awaited me? Who is in on this? Meeting Daisy, learning that she knows Stacy, was a shock. It made me wonder ... who else? It didn't matter of course. The die was cast on Friday. However, whatever, it would play out the way it was planned. The door opened. My senses, restricted, were on high alert.

I felt Shade bend to me before her lips touched mine. The kiss was soft, sweet, and, I admit, I responded to it. She pulled away; I felt her hand caress my face. Her voice soft, she spoke, "Slut, tonight the story will be told. There are several of us in the room. You hear my voice; you've met the others. You can't see them and they will not speak. You are their pleasure toy. All of this is being filmed. All of what is done, all of what I say, will play on an endless loop on your work computer. That, and random stills of your day today. So, in a word, enjoy!"

As she spoke I detected the scent of a woman as she hovered above me. This was to be my fate tonight? Service three, four, or more, plus my extortionist? I felt something rather large penetrate me. I gasped, both in surprise and pleasure. Goddamn this body of mine!! It's beyond fabulous and it responds completely of its own accord. At just about the same time my pussy was being taken I felt the woman's sex brush my lips. I sighed; it was beginning. I extended my tongue, lapping at the soft flesh. I felt the subtle shiver of pleasure. The plastic had been turned on; I was shocked as it seemed to rotate, twist, and pulse inside me. Dear lord it felt better than any cock I'd ever had in me. Not only that, but there was some devil of an extension that tortured my clit. Oh lord!! I'd read about 'toys' such as these in stories on some site. Oh my god, how am I going to survive?

In what I knew was a coordinated assault I heard Shade's soft voice, "Every step has been orchestrated. Stacy saw you in the coffee shop that morning and went to your table to see if you would allow her to join you." Sightless, restrained, I was helpless. I couldn't refuse to pleasure whoever it was above me. "When you said yes, she knew she had a prospect." I had felt the pillow pushed under my ass just before the plastic invader began its relentless assault. "When she asked you to meet her on Saturday and you agreed, another check mark." As Shade's words rang in my ears they tore my soul apart. I knew that before the night ended I would have been readied for Monday.

Shade droned on. The first wave hit me as the invader did what was intended. I screamed into the pussy I was pleasuring. Not long after, it buried me as the woman sagged, convulsing in pleasure. I gasped, desperate for breath, when it left. The plastic was removed and replaced with a mouth. Another pussy, this one with a soft mass of hair, covered my mouth. The words drove deep into my psyche. On and on it went. When the mouth on my pussy finished, I was raped again by the plastic invader, taken time and again up and over the peak. My mouth did what it had to. One soaked, scented mass of quivering flesh was followed by another. Shelley's "My Little Dress Shoppe?" Yup. I tried as best I could, given how much pussy juice was on my face, to identify each woman's other perfume. I should have known Shade would plan for this as well. As best as I could tell each wore Shade's perfume. Oh well. And so it went. As Shade spoke I learned how I had been chosen. The apartment? Uh huh; Shade knew the management company. I'll let you guess the rest.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 02



I had no concept of time passing. I had lost count of how many I had pleasured; how many times I had cum. I only knew when it ended. My head was lifted; a cold liquid was offered. I drank it like a ... no, I just drank it gratefully. Nothing more in or on my pussy. No more scented flesh to pleasure. No softly spoken, heart piercing words from my extortionist. A warm, wet cloth softly cleaned my face. I felt the silky bonds removed and my quivering body being arranged on the bed then covered. I felt the room go dark, then the blindfold was removed. I didn't look for her, didn't care, and slid, gratefully, into unconsciousness. It would be Monday soon.

Monday morning came with the sharp tone of the alarm clock. I looked at the clock. 6:30? Huh? I shut it off and turned over. I hadn't felt her there when I awoke but Shade pulled me to her and kissed me. I wanted to throw up, knew I dare not resist, and returned the kiss stiffly. Shade looked at me, her fingers swirling and twisting lightly through my hair. She had a bit of an amused look on her face, and said, "Not very happy with me this morning slut? Feeling a bit humiliated? Used?" I'm nude, in bed with a woman who torments and tantalizes me. "Just remember, all of this is done with only one purpose." Why does her touch, the feel of her skin next to mine turn me on like this? "I want to bring the real you to life, show you the joy, pleasure, and splendor that will be yours when you become who you are." How can this be? "You can't imagine how gorgeous you were in the restaurant and again last night." Please, please stop; I can't take any more.

"I'm sure you think today is going to be horrible." I can still end this in the shower. "Let's get going. We need to be at the office early." She kissed me again, this time her arms snaked around me and held me close. She pushed a leg between mine, our bodies melded, entwined. Oh dear god, my nipples are hardening. Her tongue was tantalizing. I could feel her press herself to me. No, I can't. I pushed my hips to hers. I won't. She ground against me. No, please, noooo. She rolled me to my back, her mouth left mine, her fingers slipped between my legs. Oh god I'm so wet. Why? How can this be happening? Her mouth left a thin trail as it moved from place to place. Fire and ice; every nerve on fire, every kiss left cooling saliva.

I panted helplessly as she took me. Slowly, sweetly, thoroughly took me. I hated that I loved it so. Hated that my body craved her touch. Hated not being able to say no. Hated feeling myself slip away, losing a sense of who I am. She swept me away again as she made love to me. I love how she makes me feel. With a surge of emotion, I rolled her over, took the reins, and devoured her. She cried out in exultation as she came, face red from effort exerted, body twisting, writhing beneath me, fingers alternately tugging her hair, flailing in the air, in my hair, on my back. I loved it. I had the power, the ability to make my lover, my tormenter, my boss, crazy with passion, beg me not to stop, cry out in her pleasure. I was certain she would oversee my torturous, thorough humiliation today. I would be helpless to stop it. And she's screaming my name, begging for more.

Afterward, in the shower, I cried helplessly. How can this be? She told me she knew who I am. I hadn't been, didn't want to be, and yet I felt my body responding, craving, even in the face of all she'd put me through. When I felt her presence in the bed I was horrified, disgusted and angry. She did it to me again. Stop yourself dyke. Your inner slut gave her what you wanted. Sorry honey she got away from me again. I've spent the morning in tears worrying about you. Okay look, you two duke it out somewhere else. I don't need this shit today. I turned off the water, dried off, looked in the mirror, and shook my head in bewilderment. It was time to see what ridiculous outfit was waiting for me.

I laughed out loud when I opened the door and looked at the bed. That red dress with the ridiculous cowl thing and the low slung, open back ... I should have guessed. Ya know what? Fuck it. I pulled it over my head, slipped into the heels, and walked to the mirror adorning Shade's closet. I smiled at my reflection. I might be dragged through the muck today but I am one goddamn hot woman!! I went back to the bathroom and rummaged around for something. When I found it, I smoothed the bright red lipstick on my lips then looked in the mirror. You want slut? I'll be slut. I put my shoulders back, held my head high, opened the door and strode confidently into the living room.

Both sisters were sitting, waiting for me. I smiled brightly and said in a cheery tone, "Good morning ladies." I walked carefully to the kitchen, opened the fridge, grabbed the whole wheat bread and margarine, and made myself toast. That finished, I poured a cup of coffee and took both to the table. I sat down and munched (grin) on the toast. Oh yeah, I was in high spirits. Today will be what it is. I'm not in control of the day but I am, most assuredly, in control of how I view it. And me!! After a couple of sips of coffee and one slice of toast, I leaned, kissed Shade, and said, "Shall we?"

She looked at me with what I knew was confusion. This wasn't what she had anticipated. Good! I saw Kim's glance. They're both confused? Excellent!! I stood up, attempting to force the issue. I saw Shade's eyes widen then harden. Oh, even better. Anger, her anger, is my friend today. Her tone cold, she snapped, "Bring me your collar slut!" I moved gingerly, reached into the wire basket where each of them kept keys and other things, and brought it to her. She snapped it on, looked carefully at me, and smiled. She bent to give Kim a kiss and told me to do the same. I did. Out the door we went. I hummed in the elevator. I strode confidently to the car, smiled as I held the door, then walked to mine. I smiled as the old Jackie Gleason line floated through my head. "And away we go!"

The ride to work was wonderfully quiet. Shade parked in her spot, I hurried, carefully, to open her door, handed her the leash, and followed to the elevator and down the hall to the office. She opened the door with her key, turned on the lights, and led me to her office. After she unclipped the leash, I sat on the couch. Shade opened the cabinet door, looked through a couple of plastic cases, selected one, rummaged through her purse, found what she was looking for, and left the room. I saw her head to the conference room. Oh goodie! I just figured out at least part of the plan.

I heard the office door open and close. It was pretty typical that Kelly would be the first to arrive; Stacy had to get the kids off to school. Oh wait! It's July. So it didn't completely surprise me to see Stacy heading toward Shade's office. I stood to greet her. Grab the reins; show her I'm not what she thought I would be. Her eyes widened as she saw my getup. She set her purse on the couch. I walked to her. I did the unexpected, wrapped her in my arms, and gave her a passion-filled kiss. I felt the shock as she tensed. She relaxed into the kiss quickly and held me close. I tried to figure out any clues about whether she was part of Sunday night. No such luck.

I heard Shade's voice in the hallway, "Well now, this is a surprise Stacy. I didn't think you'd jump the gun before the meeting this morning." Stacy pulled away from me quickly, clearly embarrassed. Score one for slut! She caught the letters on my collar just as she turned her head toward Shade; she whipped her head back around and stared. Ah ha, she didn't know! Very interesting. Shade was back in the office; she closed the door behind her and walked to her desk. Having taken a seat, her eyes moved from me to Stacy, back and forth. Good! I want her as confused as Stacy is right now. They can mess with my body; I can mess with their heads. Honey, I'm so proud of you!!

From somewhere came the old age: Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. I'd had sex with one and kissed another. This would be my day! Carpe diem!

Shade said, "Slut, introduce yourself to Stacy."

Head held high, voice clear and strong, my eyes looking at hers I said, "Good morning Stacy, I'm slut, Boss's lesbian in training." I could see her eyes cloud in confusion. Lesbian? Not quite sure who I am. Submissive? I don't even know what that means. I turned to look at Shade and caught a glance at the clock. 8:30 already? This would all be unfolding soon. I could see a mixture of confusion and amusement in Shade's eyed. I smiled.

"Well done slut, very well done indeed." She hid any indication of surprise. She is good! You would know dyke!

A part of me wanted to provoke a reaction from Shade by being bold and taunting her. But, um, that's probably not a good idea. "Stacy, get things ready. Slut and I will be in at nine sharp." Hmm, so Stacy is bisexual and very deeply involved in all this. I wonder how long they've been lovers. Geez, was ... the questions buzzed around my head like angry bees. I sat on the couch, completely relaxed. Just before the top of the hour, Shade came, clipped the leash to my collar, and bent to kiss me. The kiss was light. I reached for her, cupped her slender neck with my hand, and pushed my tongue between her lips and teeth. I felt the surprise as the muscles and tendons in her neck tightened.

She pushed away from me, eyes hot with anger. Perfect! She turned, opened the door, and led me to the conference room. I heard buzzing voices eagerly awaiting what was about to unfold. The room quieted as we came into view. I saw eyes widen and jaws drop as I entered, collared, leashed, and somewhat exposed. Shade sat at the head of the long table. I sat to her right. The screen was dark but I knew it was on. The morning was about to begin.

The room quieted when Shade stood. "Good morning to you all. I hope everyone had a pleasant weekend. Let me begin our weekly meeting by making an introduction." She turned to me and nodded.

I stood, smiled, and said, "Good morning everyone. I'm slut, Boss's lesbian in training," and sat down. There were gasps, wide eyes, and furtive glances from me to my collar and to one another.

Shade continued, "Friday went as expected. Slut caved, though not without a bit of struggle." She paused, looked at me with a smirk, and continued, "But, as you're about to see, it went very well once she signed away her next twelve months." With that, she clicked the remote and the screen lit up. I knew it was coming, knew what it would show, and had prepared myself. Or so I thought. Seeing me say what I'd said, seeing me undress, watching their eyes as people looked at each other, looking at me do what I'd done, was god awful. I forced myself to keep my eyes on the screen as my humiliation continued. It was every bit as ghastly as I remembered. Worse, perhaps, in the rear view mirror of perspective, given all that happened over the weekend.

When it ended Shade clicked the remote, the screen went dark, she looked around the room and said, "I have a business to run and clients to see. Stacy will be in charge of the details of slut's daily duties. Each of you will have your fill of her. She can not and will not refuse any request." Her eyes darted, briefly, in my direction. "The year has barely begun. More details will be provided as deemed necessary." Shade looked at Stacy. "Stacy, collect what's needed for the weekly report. Slut and I will be in my office. Please do join us." She stood; so did I. We headed to her office.

Shade walked to her desk with me in tow. She pulled her chair back and said, "You might as well get to work slut." I stared at her, nodded my head, and crawled under the desk. When she sat and rolled the chair forward I could see she'd hiked up her skirt. She positioned her legs the way she wanted them. While I waited I debated: quick or slow. How would I do this? Get it over with or drag it out, make her gnash her teeth, pant, and wait. I decided then and there that I'd never do it the same way twice in a row. Except when I felt like it. Two can play that game bitch!

Just so we're clear, Shade, I'm not your lover. I'm the fool who foolishly signed a document giving you the right to humiliate me, force me into behavior I didn't want, and who knew what else. This, of course, was inner voice while I was doing what I had agreed to Friday afternoon. I knew the signs by now; when I felt her tense, I'd back off, move, change what I was doing. All you get is my tongue bitch. I can fuck with you while my tongue is fucking you.

I heard a knock and Stacy's voice as she came into the office, "Here are the numbers Shade." She hesitated; probably wondering where I was. She must have figured it out quickly, as she said, "I'll wait for slut to come to my office when she's finished here."

"That'll be fine, Stacy," came the reply. Cool as the other side of the pillow! Both of them are. No worries, I'm enjoying what I'm doing. In fact, I think it's about time for me to wrap this up. I sped up the pace of what I was doing and was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath and a moan. I knew she was close when I felt her fingers in my hair, holding me in place, silently urging me to hurry. I did; I sucked her clit into my lips and lashed it with my tongue. Her hips rocked, her slender legs tensed. She leaned back in the chair; she wants to add to her excitement by watching me? Okay. I lifted my eyes, met hers. I could see the hunger there, hear the pants, then a throaty sob as it broke. My lips held her prisoner while my tongue tortured her. A second hand snaked into my hair; she ground herself against my face and mouth. Pleased with my success, I smiled inside. Just another day at the office!

I felt it slipping away as her body swayed and relaxed. I kept after her, sending little twitches and shockwaves through the now very sensitive pleasure nub. She relaxed her grip on me, touching my cheek with her fingers. "Oh god, slut, you've gotten so very good so quickly," she sighed contentedly. "A girl can get accustomed to starting her morning like that." She rolled the chair back. I crawled out, stood. Shade stood, reached for me, and kissed me, ignoring the fact that I was awash in her juices. "Stacy's waiting," she said with a smile. "Anxiously, I'm sure. How are you managing with your heels?" I almost laughed.

"It will take time to feel comfortable in them but I think wearing them around here was a good idea." I moved a few feet away from her chair, twirled a little, wiggled my ass. With a sly grin, I said, "How do they make my legs look?"

"Makes those beauties even sexier slut, even sexier," she cooed. Course, with this outfit, she could have said that about either my legs or the girls. "Now go, Stacy's waiting." Oh don't I know it.

I stopped at the wash room to rinse my face. While I had the chance I sat on the toilet. While I was busy, the door opened, and I heard voices. "Can you believe this morning? A collar? That dress, oh my god! And did you see her nails? Boss's slut. I had to bite my cheek to keep from laughing. I can't wait to have my turn with her. I have a few clients I'm going to push to close this month. I want to win my chance at a day with her."

"Fuck you, Logan, I'm winnin' the monthly contest and I'm going to have my turn with miss prim and proper. Good for Shade to turn her out; sure took her damn time about it! Wonder how she's doing under that desk?" Logan and Meaghan. How cool is this? They're talking about me, not knowing I'm here, and are giving me details about the plans. Woo hoo! The door opened, the voices faded, and I flushed, washed my hands and hurried to Stacy's office.

I breezed through the door with a cheery, "Morning Stacy; Shade asked me to stop by. How'd you like the show?" Figured I'd get right to it. Stacy stood up, big smile on her pretty face, came around, and slid her arms inside the dress and around my back. Bold bitch isn't she? She looked at me, those gorgeous grey eyes dusky with lust, and purred, "Slut, your pussy is as beautiful as your mouth, but your tongue is absolutely golden." She kissed me, a deep, passionate kiss that she seemed determined to hold for a while. One hand came back around and cupped a breast.

There was virtually no space between us; she managed to keep her hands busy exploring me. I snaked my arms around her neck, returning the burst of passion from her. So she was there last night! One mystery solved. She moaned as her fingers found me moist, slipping them inside me. My turn to moan. She turned them, teasing me, then broke the kiss, removed her fingers, gave one to me, then herself the other. I smiled. I knew what she tasted like, now. I'm sure she'd shared fully in the night's events. She took me by the hand, led me to her desk and pulled back the chair. I knew what to do. As I crawled beneath, she lifted her skirt and said, "While you're busy I'll share some of what's in store for you slut."

Yeah, that would be fabulous, jerk. I find out that the woman I thought was my first and best friend was the main lure that led me to this humiliation. Then I learn out she's bisexual. No big deal there. Plus, I get to listen to the riveting tale of my upcoming adventures as I pleasure her. This all said in my head as I busied myself with doing exactly that. "Oh my god, slut, you are so good!" I really have to speak to Shade about everybody else calling me that! "So, let's see. I have a spreadsheet on my computer with everybody's birthdays, anniversaries, office parties, contests of all kinds, and much more." She droned on while I listened.

I was determined to make quick work of her so I used lips, fingers and tongue. For some reason she had trouble keeping her speech even. Soon she just stopped trying. Who the hell cares what they have planned for me? It's the Monday after last Friday; there's a long road ahead. I was certain they had more tricks up their sleeves. Nice choice of words huh?

While I was busy I did get an idea that she had, in fact, been there last night. Even after the sensory overload of last night, the taste of a woman, I'm learning, is unique. More on that later. Stacy is nearly ready. This hair grabbing thing is tiresome. I learned that she's a moaner. Stacy must have had something in her mouth to stifle what I heard. She bucked furiously in the chair as the spend took her over. It was pretty remarkable actually -- and intense. She must have been saving up for this. It seemed to go on for several minutes. Am I bored? Maybe if the circumstances were different I'd feel differently about it. I can have an almost clinical discussion about how she's reacting to me. I wonder what fucking her feels like? How weird is that? It's pretty heartbreaking actually.

She finally calmed down enough to speak and move. When she did, she shocked the hell out of me by kneeling, crawling in next to me, and pulling me to her. Stunned, I didn't know quite what to do. She kissed me softly and whispered, her fingers slipping over my body, "Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to do this Destiny?" Oh my god, she called me by my name! "I've wanted you since the first day we met. If I wasn't married I would have asked you out on a date." She laughed, "But you probably would have slugged me."

I had to smile; I said, "You're right about that."

"I know, I know. I remember you telling me you wanted nothing to do with dating even though you were divorced. You didn't have a clue but I was talking about me and you." Oh my god, she's serious about this. "I had so much fun that Saturday. I masturbated so many times. Matthew has no clue how many times you've been the reason I've had such fabulous orgasms while we make love." She kissed me again, warmly; it gave depth to the emotions behind her words.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 02



I shrugged, "I had no ... nothing. I'm not gay, never thought about you or any other woman. It's pretty sweet that you feel that way about me I guess. I'm not very happy with you right now." Her face showed her disappointment.

"I understand, Destiny. I feared this reaction from you. I don't know if you're gay or if you can think of yourself like I do, bisexual. I love Matthew but I need a woman's loving as well." She bent to kiss a nipple, speaking as she touched and teased me. "Are you enjoying any of this so far?" There was an odd emotion in the question, a yearning, almost desperation. I'm typing this as I recollect what we said and what I saw in her eyes. It's not easy so long after the fact.

It was an honest question so I answered it honestly. "Well I am human. Of course I like it. I never knew a woman being sexual with me could feel like this." I continued, "It makes me ill sometimes that I feel what I do. But the pleasure is amazing; all sensations that come with it. Oh my god!" We giggled. We were on the carpet under her desk whispering like two school girls. Kinda.

When I told her what I'd just thought she laughed out loud. We both did. The kiss became rather frantic as did her hands. This can't happen. I have a job to do. "Stacy, we better think about talking about this more, later. I do have a job here and I better get to it. Okay?" She looked disappointed but nodded/

"Okay, you're right. I don't imagine Shade lets you out of her sight once you leave work," she said with a sigh.

I held up the collar and said, "Woof babe." More silly snickers. I kissed her; geez I can't believe I did that! We both climbed up from the carpet, being careful not to bump our heads. I fixed my dress and shook my head.

"You look so damn hot in that sexy thing. I was so wet during the meeting, Destiny. Oops, I better not let anyone hear me call you that, right slut?" Yeah, it hurt. But she was right. This, whatever the fuck this is, has to be just between us. Oh yeah, and the cameras. Stacy does have her own office being several years more senior than Kelly. We'd have to be careful about the cameras. I wrote a note, passed it to her. She read it, looked at me and shook her head. Okay good, we don't have to worry about that. Phew!

"You'll receive email about your schedule slut. I'll let you know if anything special comes up." That with her fingers skimming my breasts. I blushed.

"Right. Well I better get to work. See you later okay?" I turned and headed to my office.

I sat at my desk is something of a daze. Stacy has feelings for me. Stunning and disgusting were the first two words I thought of. Yeah I was angry at some level as well, feeling betrayed. What if she had come on to me? Had warned me? I gave that some thought. Okay, but it's idle conjecture. Pointless, fruitless -- pick a word. They all lead to the same place. I laughed out loud at this thought. Genesis: "Land of Confusion"!! Yeesh, could a song be any more appropriate? I listen to music a lot as I tell you my tale! Here's another one. The gorgeous voice that is Trisha Yearwood: "Believe Me Baby I Lied". Thank you for indulging me!

Plodding. That was the word I decided upon to describe the rest of the day. 'Work slowly and steadily.' That pretty much sums it up how it went after lunch at my desk. Some of it was the daze of it being Monday, especially this Monday. Some of it was what Stacy had shared. Big, deep breaths; and some of it was this being the Monday after last Friday! Can you blame me? My office phone rang. Shade, out of the office on appointments, called to tell me to be ready to leave at four o'clock. She would call again when she was close. I was to meet her in the garage.

I had guessed that Monday would be more humiliating, that more of the staff would be in a 'feeding frenzy,' if you will, to have a turn with me. I wasn't sure why it hadn't turned out that way. Perhaps the fact that last Friday had been very late in the afternoon and the office was empty when we left. Perhaps, being a sales office, there were appointments made that needed to be kept. Had Shade communicated, via her smart phone, letting everyone know what to look forward to today? I could guess but wasn't sure. I had to use the washroom, headed in, and closed the door to the stall.

The door opened and I heard someone say, "I looked in her office. She's not there." That sounded like Nicole.

"Shit, I really wanted a piece of that slut, Nikki. We'll have to keep looking. I don't want to leave until I've had that stuck up bitch give me a thorough licking." That was Tasha, Tasha Roberts. Damn!! And me, trapped with no way out.

"Hey look, Nikki, those shoes. Aren't those the heels slut wore this morning? Is that you in there slut?" Must be Tasha banging on the door of my stall. "Get out here bitch! Perfect; we can take turns with her right in the stall." Oh god! I wiped, closed my eyes at the hopeless situation, stood, and opened the door. Tasha stood, hands on hips. She dragged me out, spun me around, pulled up her skirt, sat, and shoved me to my knees. "Get these panties off me and get to work. Slut!" She laughed harshly.

I didn't say a word, just did what I'd been told and bent to the task. The aroma was musky. Her pussy was covered with curls. I dipped my tongue tentatively and began. Tanya is thirty, has been working for Shade for five years and is a consistent if not stellar salesperson. She is, as you may have guessed, mouthy and temperamental. Her skin is the color of rich, dark chocolate. She's curvaceous with long, lean legs and gorgeous, loose ringlets of black hair. There's a lot to like about Tasha but she wasn't particularly likable just now.

"You are one fine pussy licking lesbian, slut. You been taught gooood! Gotta be sure to let Shade know you can get down with the best of 'em." Yeah, great Tasha, whatever. "Lick that snatch, bitch. Oh yeah that's so fuckin' good! Damn Nikki, this ho gonna get me off." Desperate to finish, I jammed a third finger deep into the hot walls as I sucked hard on her clit. She screeched, ground my face to her, and bucked. And bucked; held her legs up and apart, screamed, and bucked. I kept after her till she slumped and pushed me away.

After she caught her breath, she looked at me, smiled, and said, "Damn slut, sure am I glad I came back to the office this afternoon. That made a shit day worthwhile." She kissed me, open-mouthed, ignoring my wet face and mouth. I kissed her back. I mean, might as well, right? She stood up, smiled at Nicole and said, "Girl, you gotta come get you some of this" and walked out.

Nikki's face was flushed; I assumed it was from watching. I suppose I would have preferred to rinse off my face but she stepped in and kissed me. Well damn! If that kiss was any indication she sure was turned on! As her fingers traced the outline of my breast under the open cowl she stepped closer to me, taking up what little space there was between us. She slid her hand between my legs, smiling as she found me wet. Our tongues danced while her fingers teased me. Two can play that game chickie!! I unzipped her slacks, dug into the elastic of her panties, found her sopping wet lips and thrust two fingers into her. She pulled away from my mouth, gasping, her eyes closed.

I slid my fingers from her, pushed her panties and grey slacks past her hips and to her feet. I helped her step out of them and led her to the toilet seat. Kneeling, I smiled at her, pulled her legs over my shoulders and bent to her scented center. I made a hard curl with my tongue and pushed in as deep as I could. She held me to her as I pistoned in and out of her. She was already panting in barely concealed lust. I did my best to give her what she needed.

Nicole Davis is in her early thirties. She and her ex-husband moved here just out of college to accommodate his job with a large ad agency. Nikki told me she moved around a bit before landing a job with Shade. Knowing what I know now I wondered exactly who landed whom. She's short, Shade's height, with gorgeous features -- thick ash blonde hair, deep blue pools for eyes, a round, pretty mouth, and a well proportioned figure that gave little hint of having birthed a child. Rich got dumped a few years ago when the agency lost a big client. He found a job, finally, that was out of town. Their daughter Britney was already in school, Nikki was established in her business, and she didn't want to move. They tried a commuter marriage for a while. They divorced, unhappily, a year later.

There's not that much to write about with Nikki because she was already very aroused watching Tasha and me. When she did cum it was fabulous, though I was a tad worried about her legs and my neck. She was gorgeous to watch as she rode out her pleasure. Those lovely features were clenched, her face deep red, her neck muscles visible as she strained to fully enjoy and do so as quietly as possible. I made that difficult, on purpose. I admit I did enjoy the rendezvous with Nicole! Before leaving the washroom, after I'd rinsed my face, I kissed her vigorously and with feeling. I really do like her!

Back in my office, waiting for Shade, I wondered if I should tell her about the who's and what's this and any other day. (I never have found whether those are actual words.) I decided to let her bring it up. If she asked, I would tell. There were no others Monday. The phone rang; I waited a few minutes and headed to the car. The ride was quiet other than greetings and a kiss. Owner, worker bee. Conniving, blackmailing bitch, dope. Lover and lover dyke! Shut the ... sigh!

Back at Tessa's? I'm confused. After opening her door, we walked in together. Kisses, greetings and the like taken care of, I was led to a chair. The two studs were taken out of my ear, the two new ones from Saturday as well. Why hadn't I remembered this? Never mind; I felt whatever the replacements were being put in my ear. There was something very different about them though. I wasn't sure what it was until I heard Tessa and Shade talking over my head. Locked in place? Unable to be removed? Then it registered. S L U T. I betcha that's it! I laughed; the gleam in Blondie's eyes was visible as she held the mirror in front of me. Yeah, babe, it was fab. After a thank you and a kiss for Tessa, Shade and I left and headed home.

Home? Can you say paradigm? Once it had been Kokomo. Home was my now tainted apartment. But it was mine, I'd furnished it (with help) and I missed it. Shade's condo was wonderful but I ... it wasn't me, it wasn't mine, and ... aw hell, it was 'home.' Say it, accept it, live it Destiny. You might as well! Yeah, good point.

After we arrived I followed Shade to the bedroom. She changed clothes and I removed mine. Shrug. My new normal! I was glad to get out of the heels!! It was past five; I wondered where Kim was. Late Monday classes? July? Shrug. Shade wore an oversized (large?) tee shirt.

I followed her to the kitchen. She asked, "Do you want something to drink slut?"

I smiled, "I'll pour myself a glass of wine. May I make you anything?"

"Vodka and tonic would be nice." We sat on her couch. That's right! I'm not saying our couch! She asked about my day. I smiled brightly. I only shared what I had to. How I felt in the conference room, how I felt about being with Stacy. As I expected, she was most curious about Stacy.

"Tell me more about that ... Stacy, I mean. You had to be angry, betrayed, when you found out what her role in all this has been. How did she tell you? What did you say?"

There was no easy way to explain Sunday night. "Well, she did confirm she was here last night."

There's no way I'm telling Shade about our little 'secret. "She commented on the dress; thought it was so sexy." What I said could (and would, I feared) be used against her. "She said she had a hard time sitting still in the meeting," I smiled.

"The calendar thing wasn't too bad," I remarked, lying through my teeth. "I've decided to look at it as fun, an adventure if you will." I don't want to risk having her lose her job. Or worse.

"Did she seem excited that you'd be submitting to her?" The eagerness in her voice was nauseating. "I know she hated that I waited so long for this." I took a healthy sip of wine, which suddenly tasted sour.

Smoothly, I responded, "She did mention she wondered why it took so long for you to pull the trigger. I just figured you had to wait until an opportunity, or mistake, presented itself." I shook my head, thinking of the grey box.

Shade cocked her head as she looked at me. "What?" she asked, curious.

I almost told her what I was thinking. Instead, I smiled and said, "You must have been pleased to see me do what I'd done." There it is - the little glimmer in her eyes.

I continued, "That was early in January. It took some restraint on your part to wait until July. But you had to wait until Dawn's year was up to see if she'd stay or leave."

Her face showed her surprise. The reaction left as quickly as it came. "Smart. You figured that out already."

I was ready for something like that. "Not too smart. First, I did it. Second, I lost my temper and signed the paper." I put my hands, palms up, in the air and shrugged.

Shade leaned and kissed me. "I can see on your face, at times, that you're repulsed by all of this. The backs of her fingers gently caressed my cheek. "And yet there are other times when I know the real you is fighting desperately to come out."

There was something in those warm eyes as she studied me, looking into my eyes. "This is a titanic struggle for you. You feel as though you're fighting for ..." Shade, struggling with her emotions, looked away, took a sip, and turned back to me. "You're fighting for you who think you are." I nodded my head vigorously. The smile on her face held a tinge of sadness. "I can still feel the resistance in you even at the height of your pleasure. I worry that it's been too much, too soon." Her eyes clouded and she turned away again.

Concern? Really? I was surprised at the combination of anger and ice in my voice. "I don't get you Shade. You get off on turning straight women. Those are your words. You had Stacy looking for someone who fits the profile you've developed. She tips you, I get an interview and the job, then I'm essentially walled off from what's going on behind the scenes. Meanwhile, Dawn made her mistake and that all played itself out. You found your opportunity, waited, and ..." Frustrated and feeling anger build I stopped, shook my head and sat quietly.

Shade sat quietly through my rant. She didn't seem upset and her posture didn't give off negative vibes. Her voice was soft when she said, "Please do continue Destiny." In surprise, I jerked my head around to her. She smiled, "Surprised? Interesting. When you're ready feel free to speak your mind."

I was so confused. I was angry and I'd finally let it out. She seemed interested. So, to be sure, I asked, "Shade, you're saying I have permission to speak freely?"

"Yes slut," she said with a nod. "Absolutely." Back to slut.

I was about to venture into dangerous waters. "You called me lover earlier. I have no idea how you can use a word like that so soon after Friday. Yes, you've shown me what sex with a woman is like. I had no clue, none. That word could be used in one context. Forgive me if I'm wrong. It felt like you meant something more."

I can't believe I did this. I kissed her and said, "Please, I don't mean to hurt you with my words. I'm trying to be honest and respectful."

Shade nodded thoughtfully, waiting for a bit before speaking. "I want to be angry with you. But you were honest. And it took guts to say what you did to someone you don't know all that well." Well now! "You don't completely believe me do you? Someone else might have pulled the plug on this, on you, and put the video and the rest on your phone list and a website." She made a point of saying it again, "Someone else."

Just then the front door opened and Kim came in. She had a bag of food and her purse, saw us sitting on the couch and stopped. "Hi Shade. I was just about to head to the kitchen to make dinner. I'm starving. Everything okay?"

"Absolutely sis. Slut and I have been chatting. We'll move to the bedroom so you can fix dinner. Please let us know when it's ready." Kim put the bags and purse in the kitchen, then came and kissed her sister. She kissed me as well. I smiled. We got up and headed to the bedroom. I closed the door behind us. The sun was behind the taller buildings to our west but the July sky was still bright, the lake nearly calm.

Shade said, "We don't do very well when we're together in bed." We both laughed. She was gracious enough to say, "Oops. That wasn't quite what I'd meant to say." She climbed on the bed, patted a spot a bit away from her in invitation. There were two chairs in the room. I let it go and joined her, keeping some distance. I doubled a pillow and put it beneath my head; Shade did the same.

"I wondered from time to time why males didn't seem to stick. I thought it was the rigors of the insurance business.' The smile came slowly to her face. "Now I suspect they either figured it out or it was made clear in other ways they didn't fit in. It wouldn't have been too smart not to give a qualified candidate a chance."

Shade laughed. "You really are a smart one. I lucked out finding you as a hire. I mean that. I'm a lot of things including a damn good business person. As you correctly mentioned you fit what I looked for. But the business will benefit as well." Well, I had to admit - that was nice to hear.

It didn't feel like we'd been gabbing very long but the knock at the door came. Kim told us dinner was ready. I excused myself to use the bathroom, finished, and washed my hands. I looked in the mirror. Had I fallen into some odd Alice in Wonderland rabbit hole? How could Shade be tormentor and ... I threw up my hands in frustration and headed to dinner.

Damn I was hungry. Another simple looking meal that was absolutely delicious. Chicken, veggies, stir fry of some kind? I'd eaten it, or something like it, in restaurants. This was far tastier, fresher, and fabulous. Much to my surprise and the Kim's delight I asked for a second helping. I asked what was used to make dishes like these in their culture. The sisters looked at each other. The conversation was short. Kim spoke up, "Rather than too much detail, let's say it's common to use vegetables, fruits, herbs and different meats in dishes we prepare. That should cover it for your purposes." Fair enough. I told Kim how tasty the meal was; she was pleased.

Shade asked, "What are your plans tonight Kim?"

"I'm meeting friends from school later tonight. We'll meet near campus. Who knows after that." Sounded like a kid talking to a parent. "Let me finish cleaning up and I'll be going."

"Slut, let's freshen our drinks and head back to chat." We did and we did. I'm not sure if I mentioned this before but a vanity and an eggshell white chair sat in front of the windows and a melon orange wing chair was at the entry to the bathroom. I curled my legs under me and sat in the wing chair. Shade took the hint, pulled the chair from the vanity, and sat to my right.

It needed to be said. "This isn't about anything Shade. My eyes were bigger than my tummy and I want to sit." Ninety eight percent true works.

The smile let me know she wasn't buying it!! "So, where were we?"

"Um, I think you said we weren't very good together in bed." Little joke; let the moment be light.

I thought she might cry; her face broke. I felt miserable. Wait. Why did I feel that way? I got up, knelt, and took her hands in mine. "Please don't. I didn't mean it as anything but light humor which, it seems, failed miserably." She raised her eyes to meet mine, stared for a few seconds, and nodded.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 03



On we go to the next jolly tale. The auction! The grand prize (me!) had brought quite a haul for the sorority. It was oddly pleasing too. Shade informed me the date was set: the last Saturday in September. It seemed unusual being so long after the event itself. Stacy put the date into my calendar when I gave to her. A raised eyebrow. A nod in response.

This far into my servitude Shade no longer drove me home every night after work. I could hail a cab (great fun there!) or catch a ride home from whoever was still in the office. It couldn't be too often. I kept the pretense of asking others. That's how Stacy and I found a way to be together. It was fabulous and it was miserable. The time together was so sweet and it was, painfully, never long enough. She begged me to try and find a way to meet her on Saturdays. She knew I was still house-bound; we both hated it. Together, we were lovers. No walls, no ... how to say, no reason to hold back. Lovers! The first few times I was so scared I couldn't really let go. She knew, she was patient, and I loved her for it.

After yet another rendezvous she pulled under the canopy of the building. We'd already said our goodbyes a few blocks away. I smiled through tears and bid her goodbye, walked to the elevator and to the condo. The costume discarded, I headed to the shower to rinse off any lingering scent of her perfume. That finished, I toweled off, headed to the couch and turned on the TV. I smiled. Tomorrow was my night with the winner of the auction. I wondered who she was I. I'd been blindfolded; I had no idea of the size of the crowd or who was in attendance. I was nervous but, I admit, excited. Talk about your new normal!!

The oddest thing had happened. Late Thursday morning I took a call in my office from a name from my past. Elizabeth McGuire, my BFF in high school from too many years ago. I was curious how she found me. Her laugh! Oh my god, that laugh brought back such lovely memories. 'Peas and carrots.' That was us in high school.

"It was your name. Not many are named Destiny. I just knew it had to be you!" Okay! "I was so excited sissy boo." Her pet name for me way back when. I mean really, what teenage girl wants to be called 'Destiny?' Fucking teen years are hard enough! 'Sissy boo' may sound stupid as hell to you but my eyes watered. Home, my youth, all those things long ago, suddenly remembered. "Are you free for lunch tomorrow?" Lunch? Oh god! I'm dressed like some ... oh shit. I don't want Libby to see me dressed like this. The collar, the clothes, the nails, the earrings. I, no, there was NO way I would. I had to think ... it tore at my heart to lie so baldly. A late month tally of sales during a contest was due tomorrow. I had to find out who stands where for the final push. She sighed, dejected. I made my apologies and promised we would have lunch very soon. I affirmed how wonderful it was to hear from her, surprise aside. I could hear the smile in her voice as we said our goodbyes.

I put my head on my desk and sobbed. Libby: a breath of fresh air, a sweet reminder of innocence and youth. Close as two girls can be. I shuddered as I finished the sentence as this me '...without being lovers.' No way! Giggles during sleepovers, whispers about Bobby Nolan, Jimmy Hayes, Tommy Noonan. Did you? No way! Would you? Jimmy? Ick! Jilly told me that Tommy said ... The memories were sweet, being so distant, harsh in the moment. I sighed in the cab on the ride to the condo.

Shade was unusually persistent in her ardor that night. I wasn't really in the mood; tried to let her know without incurring her ire. When she pressed the issue I did what I do: think of dark brown hair and grey eyes!

Shade was Thursday evening, lunch with Libby and my rendezvous with Stacy on Friday, and the auction winner Saturday night. I can't even pretend to call this any old kind of 'normal.' And I had to lie to avoid lunch.

As I showered late Saturday afternoon I wondered if Shade would send me on my way in cuffs. That would mean giving whoever the keys. I puzzled over that. I wore nothing but a simple blue peasant dress and black flats. That it was not my usual, ridiculously revealing costume was a bit stunning. Shade cuffed me just before kissing me. Kim placed a blindfold over my eyes as the elevator doors opened in the basement. The driver held the door; Kim helped me into the limo. She bent to kiss me and whispered, "Enjoy your night slut!" The driver closed the door, put the car in gear and drove.

The ride didn't take that long. The car rolled to a stop. The door opened, a firm hand on my arm helped me out. I was led by my leash. Someone took it. I followed along. Stairs; a softer grip on my arm guided me. I heard the door open, close, and followed the leash. Where? Not even a hint of a clue. I felt lips press to mine, soft and warm. My head spun in confusion as I heard the soft voice say, "Welcome sissy boo!"

No! It can't be her. Not my Libby!! My Libby is married. No goddamn way. My Libby is a lesbian? Where am I? The blindfold came off. My Libby!! My smiling, gorgeous, brown eyes, fabulous ... oh dear god. She was who bid on me for this? She was who I had ... oh my GOD!! Libby honey, you're gay? The questions flew as she kissed me. God dammit, I remember now!! That perfume. It's what she wore way back when. Not the night of the auction. No, but tonight ... I picked up the scent of it right away. Oh my god, Libby!

She smiled, her fingers caressing me as our eyes held. She nodded. "Yes honey, it's me; Elizabeth McGuire Sanders. I divorced him four years ago; I was tired of pretending to be what I'm not." Her eyes searched mine, but for what? "I'm gay as laughter sissy boo." I know my jaw dropped; not fair really, by now. The mist cleared. The unexpected phone call Thursday? The lunch request? Oh my god. She saw me at the auction, recognized me, and made inquiries. How? To whom? Was the connection made through Kim, to Shade, to me, at work? I was staggered thinking of it all. Then came the shocker! I was extremely aroused, nearly instantly wet. Me and Libby?

Oh my god! She was there; it was her bid. She knew me? Was that why she kept bidding? Just for this? Oh dear lord! The thoughts kept flooding. Oh I crack myself up. I'm so sorry. Obviously you know what's on my mind as I type.

Twelve hours with a girl, now woman, from so long ago in my past. That past long removed from my conscious mind but, clearly, not forgotten. I felt something like a crashing surf, waves pounding, roiling undertow, hidden, dangerous. Part of me wondered what she will be like; another part screamed, 'NO! Not with my Libby.' But my Libby has told me she's a lesbian. Oh my god, if she can be, what about me? Has Shade been right all along?

Libby unlocked my handcuffs, unzipped and removed my dress, slipped out of the deep blue robe she wore and, having walked us both to her bedroom as she'd done all of that, led us to her bed. My god, what a sight. I won't go into much detail about her living quarters but my Libby had done very well in life.

My angel was screaming: She's not your Libby honey. She's part of who ... Angel, I love you to pieces. Now shut the hell up so I can enjoy my night. Snicker. You go fuck off too! Uh huh, I'll go fuck off while you go fuck your ... I'm tellin' you asshole, shut up about my Libby!! Right! Enjoy your night. Dyke! I smiled into our kiss.

We lay side by side. If not for both us, naked on some sort of extravagant bed in a fabulous, professionally decorated bedroom in a god-knows-how-much residence, we may well have been under the covers, in one of our bedrooms, lights off, whispering. Fingers slipping through my hair, she spoke softly, "You were so goddamn beautiful that night, Destiny. I almost cried when I saw you." My eyes filled. "I had to have you no matter how high the bidding. No way was I going to let you get away from me, this me, after all these years. I was shocked to see you, blindfolded, collared, cuffed, nude. I knew something was going on -- just not what." She kissed me again. I ... my Libby, I shook my head. No way could I do anything but what I did.

And I did. And did again. And again. Then, after we slept, again. And, praise God, again. Just when I thought I would collapse from lack of sleep and exhaustion ... again! I smiled into the kiss when we awoke, bright sun streaming in. Only a couple of hours left. We made very good use of them!!

We both knew the twelve hours were coming to an end. The love we made was super sweet. We cried through most of it. What we never knew, never had the chance to share, and only shared now due to the oddest little bits of random chance. An exhausted and completely blissful me screamed her name as she took me again. My lord she's an amazing lover. I mustered enough energy to take her, yet again, to not just one, but more. She sobbed her thanks. We showered together before I had to go. Yeah, I'm smiling.

Whispered promises in hasty, last minute kisses. To my surprise, she handed me a cell phone. Prepaid she said. The number is in her cell phone, hers in mine, anonymous. Call me anytime, when you can. The tears flowed -- both of us. I promised what I could. She understood. Would I see her again? She smiled. Her eyes gave me her answer.

I slept through the rest of the morning and a good portion of the afternoon. I woke up when I needed to use the bathroom. My stomach screamed at me; I forced myself to eat a couple of pieces of toast, washing it down with orange juice. I sniffled as I ate then hurried back to the bedroom to cry.

I stood in the desperately needed shower letting the hot water course over my weary body. I smiled; that body still buzzed as the pheromones celebrated their night of ecstasy. Washing my hair and rinsing off my body took about a minute. I needed the alone time. Kim had met me at the door, led me to the elevator by the redundant leash, and both she and Shade greeted me with warm kisses. I forced myself to smile and respond before collapsing in exhaustion.

Why had I been crying? I'm thirty eight, certainly not a kid anymore. Naive Kokomo housewife was me from a now-distant past. Shade had insisted there was another me screaming to be released. If this Libby had met the old me and she told me who she is what would I have done? I remembered Stacy's words under her desk that first Monday.

The question hung in the air. Why Stacy? We'd been creative, out of necessity, in finding ways to spend time together. I wanted to -- be with her that is. Am I already there and just haven't accepted it yet? There had been a couple more visits to Tessa's salon to get my nails done and redecorated. Yes, that included Blondie's talented ministrations. And yes, one Saturday Tessa had finally had her chance with me. Just as I figured from that first visit she was strong, dominant, and ... it both aroused and horrified me when the video came up on my office monitor.

Have you forgotten Shade's words? Random videos and stills were played every day at work. The relentless reminders of what awaited me if I left or broke the terms of the 'deal.' My rapture-filled face, with Daphne, taunted me. The cries of pleasure of the contest winners, on the couch in my office, were a looping reminder. That horrible first Friday, the smile of conquest on Shade's face, captured. Stills floated around the screen. It was all random. A part of me marveled at the technical talent that put it together. The vestiges of the old me tried to shut it out.

Why did tears flow, in the shower on a Sunday, after my night with Libby? I handle bookkeeping and the like for the ever-growing business. You already know I was part of the reason why. I had never paid attention to the owners or key decision makers. I learned. God save me I learned. It all took place between my ears. Everyone knows how quickly we process information in our heads. All this nonsense took place a warp speed, rushing here, darting there, fleeting specks of random thoughts about this, that, and yet another moment, another question, more tears, and more confusion. Water logged and without much in the way of answers I turned off the shower, dried myself, and went looking for the sisters.

To my confusion and amazement neither of them was in the condo. I looked at the clock. I was shocked to see it was nearly five. Sunday afternoon and neither of them are here? That had never happened before. I had a fleeting thought: Put on that dress and shoes from last night and run! Get out, run, call Libby. No, call Stacy. Shit, she's home with her family. Libby gave me a phone last night. I hurried to find it. I panicked when I couldn't. Oh, I remember. I hurried to the bathroom and found my hiding place. It had to be there; no cameras. I hope.

I heard the front door close. Damn! I went to greet Shade and Kim. I stared in shock. Shade's eyes were red-rimmed and swollen. She'd obviously been crying. She turned her mouth from my kiss hello. Kim accepted the kiss but didn't make eye contact with me. What's going on here? Shade didn't even spend a minute in the front room ... she headed to the bedroom and slammed the door. Oh dear! I was terribly confused. I only had Kim to ask and she didn't exactly seem to be in the mood. But I had to try!  

"Kim, what's going on? I've wondered where the two of you were all afternoon. Then you come home ... like this! Please, what?" I was shocked when I saw raw anger in her eyes as they flashed at me. I flinched. I was adrift in a sea of confusion. "Can I go ... um, I mean, do anything for Shade? Does she want company?" I was grasping at straws.

Kim looked at me. Her gaze? Taking the measure of me? She waited a bit, nodded and said, "Come to my room please. I'll tell you there." Red flags waved in the sky of my mind. Both of my angels screamed no! But something told me it was okay. She led, I followed; she closed the door behind us. She patted a spot on the bed. She sat on a chair close by. She looked at me again for a bit before beginning.

"I got a call today from Elizabeth McGuire." My heart leapt. My Libby? Kim saw it on my face. The tone was cold, "She wanted to know what Shade charged for a night with you." She what? "Shade was very upset. She told her you were not for sale." She what? "The conversation went on for some time. Obviously I only heard one side of it then. My sister was as agitated as I've seen her in some time. You were still sleeping; she was a weeping mess. I got her out of the condo, in the car, and we drove to Montrose Harbor, sat on a bench, and talked."

Libby wants another night with me? Called Kim, who passed the phone to her sister? My Libby wants another night with her sissy boo? I was a flood zone! Not good when you're nude on a bed spread in the bedroom of your ... "Honestly Destiny, I've not seen my sister this upset for a long, long time!" Destiny? Oh my! As excited as I was to hear the news she shared I could see the emotions play over Kim's face.

"I can see it on your face Destiny. This is someone from your past; someone close to you. I'm guessing this woman had no idea. I'm guessing you were as much a shock to her the night of the auction as she was to you last night." You got that right sister! Kim had averted her eyes after her last few sentences. Something's going on here. It's really big and I have no clue. She's struggling; is it about whether to tell me?

It was several minutes before Kim finally lifted her eyes. It was another minute, maybe more, before she finally spoke. The emotion in her voice was unmistakable. But what was it? Love? Fear? "My sister loves you Destiny!" She what? "I see the shock in your eyes. You know you're not the first to go through this. What you don't know is that my sister had her eyes on you from the first time she met you; from that first interview." Oh my god! "It kills me to tell you this. My big sister doesn't know how to get what she wants any other way." Her eyes dropped again; she shook her head. After probably a minute of quiet, she continued. "You know about Dawn." Her eyes met mine. "My sister never even ..." She was struggling. "You're nothing like her to my sister." Huh?

I sat in absolute stunned silence, as dusted by what Kim told me about her sister as what she had told me about Libby. I think part of what shocked me about Libby was how quickly she had acted after our night. Wow, she really did ... I had to stop and think. Really did what? Really did have feelings for me? Want to see me again? Were the two connected? My Libby wasn't gay. I actually laughed. Kim's head jerked up to look at me; her eyes were not happy. I looked away. I bet you know what I was thinking!! Neither was I ... then! I'm nodding.

"I'm sorry Kim. It was a very random thought. I mean no disrespect. I'm sure you know I' m blown away by all you've told me. And I'm betting it wasn't easy for you to hear from your sister or to tell me. So thank you!" She cried. I think it was about all she was feeling, all she'd held inside all day, maybe longer. She cried. She's just a youngster who cares about her big sister. I stood, reached for her, brought her to the bed with me, and held her while she cried. Yeah, I put my arms around her and lay her head on my shoulder. I know, I know. I don't exactly know why either. Can a woman who can't be a Mom have maternal instincts? Fuck if I know.

Kim, it seemed, cried herself out. She seemed embarrassed when she realized where she was and shyly pushed away from me and went back to the chair. I grabbed a pillow, put it under my head, and waited. If I had the patience to let her, I sensed that Kim would tell me what I needed to do and/or know about Shade.

"You do want to see her again don't you?" Damn! How did you know that? "Don't bother; I can see it in your eyes." Her eyes dropped, she shook her head. Aw crap; it was Kim who met me this morning. She probably saw it either on my face or in my eyes. I struggled to keep the laugh inside. It's part of why they're men and we aren't.

I know I did. It was a struggle to keep my voice calm when I asked, "Kim, how did Shade leave it with Elizabeth?" Oh lord; her eyes blazed with anger that teetered on the edge of rage. And neither of them apparently have any clue about Stacy!! Grey eyes smiled, comforting me.

"How did she leave it with my sister? Shade threw my phone; it shattered. Part of why we were gone so long was to get a replacement. Does that answer your question slut?" Back to slut? Her voice dripped with barely suppressed anger.

I nodded. "Uh, how would ... I think Shade locked the door to the bedroom. Should I sleep on the couch?" I shrugged.

Kim showed her age, I thought, with her answer. "You can stay here if you want." Um no! "I can try to talk to my sister but ..." She shrugged her shoulders. I understood. Kim had flitted around the edges of wanting more than just a casual 'thing' with me. After this weekend, not even thinking about Stacy, no way was I adding another piece to this puzzle!!

I did the best I could with what I knew. "Kim, please do what you can with your sister. If she doesn't want me with her tonight maybe she'll want you to keep her company. I can sleep here if that's okay with you." That seemed to startle her.

She nodded slowly. "I can do that. Can you wait here?"

Geez! "Of course I can!" with my biggest, most fake smile. She nodded, a faint smile on her sweet face, and headed out the door. I collapsed into the pillow, thinking about what I'd heard. My god! My Libby wants to pay, again, to spend the night with me? Her sissy boo? Wait, was this just another ... more of what I was already living with Shade? Did she want her BFF Destiny or the naked, cuffed, collared slut she saw auctioned off? Those thoughts left me bewildered. Stacy honey, where are you when I really need you?




Shade's Destiny Ch. 03



A force in the universe mandated that was the moment Kim came back to the room. "Shade would like you to spend the night with her if you would." I admit it! My head whipped around in surprise. Ever the gracious slut I bent to kiss Kim before leaving her bedroom.

Shade was facing away from what was my side of the bed. I didn't move to her too quickly. I debated as I walked to the bed; settled for my hand on her hip. The lights were off when I entered. The ambient light of the city and the moon had guided me to her slender form. Okay, I admit, I kissed her shoulder when I slid near her.

I was patient, waiting to see if Shade might respond to my presence. Not sure, I kept some distance. She didn't turn, didn't speak, and, as the night crept along eventually I surrendered, gratefully, to sleep.

Yes, I was surprised to find Shade's head on my shoulder when I awoke. It nearly never happened anymore. The sun stormed into the room in its early morning brilliance. The angle of it had changed with the passing months. This tiny temptress, this slender extortionist, this wonderful bitch of a lover, my boss -- she was all of the above. The emotion I heard in Kim's words last night held more sway in my heart than in my head. I'm sure you're not surprised.

You already know my night with Libby was late September. My session with Meaghan was that Friday in early October -- after Christy's September contest win but before her Saturday with me. Point? On and on it went!

Shade never brought up Libby. I had to see her. It took gambles and risks to make it happen. I did; we did. I found a pay phone; she cried. Through my tears I told her what Kim told me. She knew; she wasn't happy about it either. We'd figure it out. One of Shade's companies had an afternoon long seminar. Libby and I had very different sort of learning experience!! I'm going way out on a limb and guessing we enjoyed each other way more than Shade did her seminar.

I wondered about Stacy. I had to let her know we had to be careful! Shade was out on appointments late one Wednesday; Stacy knew that. We gabbed, at lunch, about what a wonderful 'coincidence' it was. We giggled madly about it in the hotel room after work! There was no way I was going to muddy the waters and tell her about Libby. Stacy shared that Mark was lead counsel on a really big case. She wasn't very happy about all the time away from home but he'd told her that if they won it made partnership a near certainty. That, naturally, held the promise of a huge jump in income. She mused, her head on my shoulder, about leaving work if that happened. There was good and bad in that of course.

Shade's birthday was Monday, October 15th. She would be thirty four. I thought about making an appointment at a day salon as a present. I decided to go to the source.

"Shade, I'd like to give you a gift of a day at a salon. Would you prefer to schedule it on your birthday or the next day, Boss's Day? And do you have a preference? There is a wide range to choose from here."

She actually blushed. "I think I'll go on my birthday slut." She didn't hesitate a bit on where she preferred to go. You'd know the name if I included it but I thought I better not.

"May I make the appointment for you or would you prefer to?"

Still beaming she said, "I think I'll do it thank you."

I smiled and said, "Since I don't have my credit cards could you please pay for it and take it out of my salary for the month." She laughed, gave me a kiss, closed the bedroom door, and a few minutes later came back with my pocket book. I picked the card I wanted to use and handed it to her. "Absolutely anything you want Shade. My treat!"

Shade stood up, turned, and straddled me. She put her arms around my neck, kissed me, and said, "That is so sweet. Thank you!" It was a little embarrassing to be breathing hard, our hair wet and tangled, arm in arm when Kim wandered in from school. She burst out laughing.

"You two are absolutely shameless wanton hussies." Shade looked at me; I raised an eyebrow. She got a gleam in her eyes; we got up, had the clothes off of Kim in a blink, and showed her just how shameless and wanton we were. For about fifteen seconds she squealed in protest. We took turns thoroughly turning her every which way but loose. She was a panting, thoroughly pleasured, limp noodle of a little sister when we finished. We left her lying in a heap on the front room carpet and took a shower. Just before we did, Shade told her sister too cook dinner as she was.

I can hear the voices: How in the world could you do that? I have something of an answer. It was truly a spur of the moment thing. Dinner was pretty quiet. No one made much eye contact. There was a fair amount of barely suppressed giggling however.

Shade dropped me off at work on her birthday before heading to her day. I kissed her and wished her a fabulous day. I'd already wished her a, um, Happy Birthday! She smiled and thanked me again for the fabulous present. The call came about 4:30 pm. I was to meet her in the garage at five. I did. We didn't head for the condo; she got off Lake Shore Drive at Michigan Avenue, turned right on Chicago Avenue, and stopped at the Park Hyatt Hotel.

I gave Shade a look of curiosity and surprise. She said, "One good turn deserves another. Your treat today; mine tonight." Well now!! I, of course, was wearing my daily costume. Not to worry. Shade and I hustled across the street to Water Tower Place; a potpourri of stores awaited us. She seemed to have a destination in mind as we got on the elevator and she pushed the button for level four. Hand in hand we headed to Akira. She told the auburn haired, fabulously dressed young lady she wanted something nice, dressy but not too much. The young lady looked me up and down (eyeroll!) and turned to a rack of dresses. Yes, her eyes did stop for a moment on the collar. She picked out several. Pointed to the nearest dressing room, I headed to it with an arm full. Shade closed the door behind us. No, I didn't. Argue that is. What's the point?

I undressed. All the outfits were really pretty. I didn't like the colors of some; Shade voiced her thoughts on each as well. One of the last in the group featured a cobalt blue, knit sweetheart bustline attached to a black tail back chiffon skirt. The back scooped a bit lower than the front. It was absolutely gorgeous. I turned. Shade was flushed. Her eyes were bright with lust. I, um, think she liked it. I think part of why she liked it was that my 34c's were rather prominently featured in near overflow capacity. I'm rather pleased with my description. Shade was rather pleased with my overflow.

Marlene, the sales associate, beamed when we came out. Shade asked her to find shoes that worked well with the dress. She returned with an extremely high pair of white platform wedge sandals with horizontal straps across the toe, foot arch, and around the ankle. A single vertical strap connected the three horizontal straps. All were covered with rhinestones that sparkled. The shoes were very pretty yet very intimidating. Thank god they were wedges instead of heels or I'd be in big trouble. Shade told me I'd been doing fine in heels and that I'd be fine in these. Marlene agreed. Shade paid for the outfit with her card; I wore all of it out of the store, costume in a bag.

After she had checked us in, we went directly to the dining room. Smart; she'd made the reservation earlier in the day. The menu resembled a small book. Soup to nuts comes to mind. Charles, the rather smarmy, blonde server, suggested that we give our food orders when I told him I'd like to order wine. "Once I know what kind of dinner you'll be having I can make suggestions on an appropriate wine." Shade bit back a smile.

I ordered the trout. Charles gushed, "Oh how lovely. The rushing waters trout is one of our most popular." Shade pulled the napkin in front of her face. I glared at her.

She looked at Charles and said, "Duck." I did. Shade looked at me. I couldn't stop laughing.

Charles, of course, was clueless. "Yes miss, the honey glazed duck." I did it again. Shade got it that time. Charles, by now flustered and beet red, asked if we wanted to order a starter. I looked at the page, pointed an item out to Shade, who nearly convulsed in laughter. I simply held up the page and pointed.

"Yes miss, From The Cave. I'm sure you'll find it quite to your liking." The now grumpy Chuckster recommended the most expensive half-bottle of Chardonnay. I ordered a full bottle of the modestly priced Napa Valley Miner. I'm quite sure that Shade did this on purpose. She ordered the Corpse Reviver #2. Goddamn that woman! I snorted my mouth full of water right through my nose.

When I did, Charles turned and made his exit with what was left of his self-esteem. I was quite sure this was not a restaurant where behavior like ours, made famous in the famous Chez Paul scene from 'Blues Brothers,' was a common occurrence. I thought we'd done pretty well.

I asked, in a hushed whisper, whether the Chuckster had already quit. Shade laughed; we agreed we would see how far we could push him. We looked at each other with mirth-filled eyes when 'not Charles' brought our drinks. A different not Charles brought the starter dish, which actually was quite good. We split it.

Okay, this has to be included!! The manager, as stated on his name tag, came to ask if everything was 'satisfactory.' I couldn't resist. In my sappiest saccharine voice, I asked, "Actually, I have a question. Is our server new?" I thought Shade would choke on the bite of food in her mouth.

The manager, obviously apprised of our hijinks, flushed with anger. "Charles is our longest tenured employee. Repeat customers often ask for him by name." Hmm, was he a lover? I thanked him for his completely idiotic response. (no, not in those words!)

"I think if we ever come back here, the reservation better be in my name, Shade. I'm quite sure yours will be blacklisted." We both had a laugh about that! Another glass of wine was poured just before the entrées were presented by an obviously sullen, subdued Chuckster. Dude, rent a pair if you don't have 'em. I mean really!!

The food really was fabulous. I whispered to Shade that I wondered if Charles had spit on our food. She paled, looked, saw the mirth in my eyes, and shook her head as she laughed. What a wonderful evening. We exchanged bites of our dinner, chatted lightly about one thing and another, and had a glorious time. After the bill had been settled we stopped for an after dinner drink. I let Shade order something for me. I admit to being pretty much a wine only kind of gal these days. The Grand Marnier went down easily and, after the wine, buzzed me awfully quickly. But it was gooooood!!

Neither of us really wanted to spend time having an after dinner drink. There were other things on our mind.

Shade was leaving Wednesday evening for a four day General Agent's meeting for one the companies our office represented. This was, I had learned over time, a regular occurrence. The companies had these at different times of the year -- but most of the planning was done rather late, when goals were given and the rest. Shade didn't share, other than bare bones, and I didn't ask. I only cared that she would be gone Thursday, Friday, Saturday and a good bit of Sunday!

We spent the most fabulous night together!! Shade purred as she told me how sexy the dress looked on me. I'm such a girl! I blushed and looked at my wine glass. She continued, telling me how it flattered my every curve, how it accentuated my bust, and how she'd seen eyes wandering as we entered both the restaurant and, later, the bar. I can't help it; I'm human. Her words made me feel gorgeous. Yeah, a part of me still curdled like bad cottage cheese; but I can't lie. A woman loves to hear a compliment. Your closest girl friend, your best friend from work, maybe even a sister. No matter, gay, straight, single, married, or other, those words warm us.

Finally in our room, clothes were quickly shed. We were together, in a tangled mess, on the bed. It was gasps, whispers, subtle movements that spoke of need and want. None of it was new. But it was wonderful, sweet, and just amazing. Neither of us wanted to lead; we both wanted the other to begin. Writing of it now I just laughed. The pent up passion exploded as we both reached for the other at exactly the same time. Each of us smiled into the kiss. The rest? Think if you will of Chutes and Ladders. We sent each other up a ladder of want, down a chute of pleasure. A card played, a response given. I initiated, she responded. She gave, I took. It was any and everything lovemaking should and could be. We, us, blocked out anything, anyone else. When, at long last, we had satisfied and exhausted each other, we slept, one to another, under a damp sheet.

The office celebrated Boss's Day. I saw a flash of anger in Shade's eyes as ours met at the suggestions on how the day might be celebrated. After the night we spent I admit I was confused. There were screams and shouts of encouragement as I lifted her to the edge of the conference room table, removed her panties, bent and lapped her pussy. Her body was tense; she really didn't want me to do this. I really did give thought to putting a stop to it. I tried to communicate with my fingers I was okay with it. Gradually she relaxed. She was slow to respond; I sensed from that how difficult this was for her. With that on my mind, I made sure to do all I could to give her everything she needed. I felt it as it took her over. I felt it as my fingers caressed her wet, convulsing walls. She cried out as it bloomed. Her shivering nub, under relentless assault, stood full and high in my mouth.

The room had grown silent. While they had all seen the video of that first, terrible time, this was new, seeing me pleasure their boss. I did everything I could to take her through another. It was slow in coming and when it finally did, it was every bit as gorgeous as the first. Shade sat, spent and silent, while the cake was cut and passed around to everyone. I vowed to speak to her about never duplicating the show we had put on. It appeared we shared similar thoughts. She followed me into my office, locked the door, and cried on the couch with me.

Later that afternoon I had a thought. Was the reluctance a confirmation of sorts of what Kim had told me? If she wanted me to stop, all she had to do was say no. Then again, if she loved me why hadn't she shared that? I was still wrestling with Kim's startling admission about her sister's ... geez, even now as I write about it I'm having a hard time putting it together the way I want. A weakness? A character flaw? Was she unable to express her love verbally in addition to Kim's shocking revelation?

Kim drove Shade to the airport Wednesday evening. We'd left the office early. You can probably guess why. Kim smiled as Shade and I had our goodbye kisses and a last few, whispered words. I waited thirty minutes, called Libby on the pre-paid phone and confirmed a time and place for late Friday afternoon.

After Kim returned, she headed to the fridge for a soda and plopped on the couch near me. She eyed me and said, "So things are better between the two of you?" Hmm. I was puzzled; what did she mean.

"Not sure I understand what you're asking, Kim"

"Have you mentioned, or has she brought up, what I told you a few weeks ago?" Oh my god!! As Barney Fife would say: Nip it in the bud!

"Kim honey, this isn't to be rude; not even close. You really shouldn't ask those kinds of questions. If your sister and I have a relationship it's between us. I don't know how it is between sisters ... but I will not answer the kind of questions that you're asking. That's private." I smiled.

As I spoke Kim flushed with anger. "Listen asshole, do you think we don't ... no, not goin' there". Alarms went off in my head. "This is my sister!! You do anything to hurt her and I'll gut you like a fish!!" Her voice rose to emphasize the last few words, "Do you understand?" My mind raced ... Stacy? Libby? Did she/they know?

I nodded mutely, waited a few ticks for my heart to slow, and said, "Yes, I really do Kim. Maybe I didn't say what I'm feeling. Monday was one our best days together. It was off the charts intimate and romantic." Lying, again, I said, "It's awful she's away for most of the weekend. I can't wait till she gets home Sunday."

Kim smiled and nodded. Something in her eyes worried me terribly!! I kissed her goodnight, went to bed, and slept fitfully. Much to my surprise she apologized the next morning as she drove me to work. She admitted she overreacted; I owned up to being too strident with my response. I did not, however, answer the question she asked last night. I politely declined an offer of a ride home, saying I was sure I would find someone willing and that I didn't want to interfere with whatever activities she might have planned after school. Stacy and I had made plans for Thursday after work.

Thursday and Friday were a bit comical. Everyone knew Shade was out of town and it felt like a 'slut feeding frenzy.' The irony being, of course, they offered while I ... oh god. No matter how I try to word it it's just awful! I'm sure you get the idea. There were four visitors on Thursday and five on Friday. No, I kid you not.

There was a surprise of sorts included. It hadn't happened before; Lisa Glass, one of the newer sales staff, brought a soft plastic double dildo in her purse. It wasn't my first time with her; she hadn't been a contest winner nor had a birthday. A redhead, she was a bit short for her weight. She did well with her clothes, accentuating her full breasts and shapely legs. In her second year with Shade, she wasn't new to the business when she joined.

Anyway, she had me give her a (sigh!) warm up before showing me her surprise. I undressed her, took off my costume, lay on my back while she mounted me. Shade had taken me early on and since with a strap-on. Shrug. I have to say, this was new for me. I probably don't have to go into too much detail on how she fucked me. But ... body to body, it was intimate and uncomfortable for me. Being the office pleasure toy was one thing. This was not part of the plan; at least no one else had done what Lisa did. I can't lie and say it wasn't pleasurable. Like many of the others, Lisa was in her late 20's. She was unabashed about being a lesbian; lived with someone and, from what others who knew her partner said, was happy in her relationship. There was never a doubt that this (how she took me) was something she had done before.

I didn't protest when she kept going. Yes, it felt that good. My hands and mouth were busy with her gorgeous breasts. It feels odd to share this. As her passion grew her vocabulary got very explicit. "You pussy licking whore how does my cock feel in that hot cunt of yours?" "Is that pussy on fire wanting me bitch?" "You can't get enough can you?" "Come on straight girl, fuck me, fuck me good." "Oh goddamn I'm gonna, oh shit, you're gonna make me cum again. Oh fuck yeah, fuck, fuck, fuck." I think I got it pretty much right ... or most of it. Shrug.

Stacy was really angry. She heard Lisa's screams. She insisted I tell Shade what Lisa had done. I told Stacy I had no way of knowing; she understood. She and Kelly had talked about it. They each wanted to tell Shade. I was betwixt and between. Surely Stacy knew about the cameras. Anyone who'd seen the video of my Friday afternoon would know they were there. Did they know about the feed in the condo? Shade would see what happened; I tried to talk Stacy off the ledge. I reminded her we had bigger fish to fry; we needed to be very careful about us. All this other crap cut into the time we had to love each other. In a fit of tears after our second go-round, just before we had to leave, Stacy stunned me.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 03



"I hate having to sneak around with you like this Destiny. I hate you being with Shade too. She doesn't give a shit about you." Oh my god! She looked at me, her red-rimmed eyes blazing. "I ... I've thought about leaving, no, divorcing Matt and being ... us, together, a couple." She pulled me to her, her kiss filled with emotion and passion. I honest to god couldn't believe what I'd heard! That was crazy talk. We were creeping toward late October. There was still a long ways to go in my year. This was all too new, way too soon. And I loved her for saying it. It put us both at risk to do so. We made love one more sweet, soft, erotic, passionate time. As we panted in the afterglow I gasped out how silly and how wonderful she was. Her arms held me fiercely, tightly close. It was completely idiotic and I wondered how (if?) we could make it happen.

It was too risky to have her drop me off at the condo. I insisted on taking a cab. I was absolutely exhausted on the ride. Kim's stony glare greeted me when I walked into the condo. I wasn't up for a confrontation or interrogation; I headed to the bedroom, stripped off the costume, and headed to the shower. I soaked in the intentionally blistering heat, letting it soothe my weary self. I actually sat on the tile floor and wondered what Kim's gaze meant. Did she know? Suspect?

The bigger question I'd yet to address: Have I really become what Shade told me I was? Did my anticipation of her being out of town, being with Stacy, being with Libby, give away more of who I was becoming? Had become? Could it be that Boss's Day, giving Shade what her employees screamed for, was the nail in my 'straight' coffin? There was no getting around the fact that her birthday celebration was something the old me would never have done, let alone think possible. Not only had I, but I liked it. Okay, yes, I loved it. Did the doing mean I was? It felt odd even asking. I read an article some time ago about alcoholism. Devotees of A.A. are wont to say, "If you have to ask if are, you are." That phrase had been running through my mind a lot.

"I'm gay." "I'm a lesbian." "Shade, your Destiny is a lesbian." "Destiny, are you gay?" "I'd like you to meet (insert name) my lover." Well, I didn't throw up. I stuttered on the "Destiny, are you gay?" question. Saying, "I'm slut, Boss's lesbian in training?" Old hat, sorta. Good god; I thought about my Libby and tomorrow. Just saying her name brought me to flood stage. On the floor, in the shower, as exhausted as I was, I needed two blistering orgasms to put the fire out. "I'm a lesbian." That didn't hurt one little bit. But I did cry. A lot. I fell asleep, the pillow case soaked with my tears.

I woke up Friday to a warm body next to mine, an arm curled around my tummy. I smiled. It was nice to feel Shade's slender form next to mine, especially after the vivid dreams I'd had. Wait!! No, Shade's out of town! Kim?

I felt the shift as she moved, then her warm breath in my ear. "Morning slut. I waited until I figured you were asleep then slipped in beside you." She kissed my neck as her hand moved to my breast. "I see you walk around every day. You don't mind being naked anymore." That was true. "You're so beautiful. Your body is so full, curvy. You're a woman. I feel like a little girl compared to you." This is nuts! "My sister's always had all the fun. I get a scrap thrown my way now and then. You only have eyes for Shade." Her hand teased a nipple as she whispered. "I told you she loves you. She does! Has she told you yet?" I wanted to throw up. "No, of course she hasn't. And you don't dare tell her first, right?" She had slipped her hand between my legs, which were clamped tighter than anything Fort Knox could dream of. "You don't want me slut? I loved when both of you took me that night!"

I bolted from the bed. "Listen, this can't happen! I don't know if I love your sister. But she wouldn't be happy to know you want to share me with her and you know it!! That's the only reason you're here, Kim. Shade being out of town gave you the chance to do ... this!" I gestured wildly with my arms. "Go get my clothes. I'll wait till you bring them before taking my shower. I'll take a cab to work." After that last I stood with my arms folded and glared.

Shock and surprise had registered on Kim's face and eyes as I said what I had. Her jaw set in anger, she slid from the bed, crossed to the door and returned a minute later with my 'ensemble' for the day. When she'd thrown them on the floor she turned to leave. I grabbed her arm, spun her around, and hissed, "You want to risk your relationship with your sister?" Her eyes widened. "Well do you? You keep your mouth shut and so will I." Oh yeah, it was a game breaker! I could see it in her eyes. Without saying much I'd spoken volumes.

"Mexican standoff huh? Okay slut. Deal." She just couldn't resist one last try. "Now that we've agreed on the treaty you want a taste of my peace pipe?" Okay, the wording of the question was clever. But I slapped her, hard, across the face. Bad enough I was beholden to one sister. I would not be to the other! Shock, anger, surprise, and hatred -- they all were clearly visible.

"I'm not a piece of property to be bartered or sold. I made a mistake; I'm paying the price. Do you have any idea what it's like to be me? To get turned, humiliated, toyed with, forced to service my co-workers?" My voice rose to a low scream as I went on. "I'm here, a hostage, with my extortionist and her baby sister!" I spat out the last two words with as much venom and contempt I could muster. Her eyes widened then went to slits with anger. "You tell me Shade loves me? Let her tell me if she can! She's done what she set out to do." I said the words before I could take them back. "I'm a lesbian." My hand flew to my mouth; Kim's eyes widened in surprise. My legs gave way; I slumped, hard, to the floor.

We stared at each other, both shocked to hear the words I'd just uttered. I felt my eyes fill. "Here's the tough part I have to deal with, Kim." I shook my head, partly at what I just said and partly for what flitted through my mind and I knew I had to say. "Can I love someone who's put me through hell? Be in love with? Oh shit, I don't even know how to say it!! 'I love you Shade?' I don't know if I can say that and mean it." I shook my head. But there was a place inside me ... it felt ... could it be? Could it feel right to say that? I'd said it out loud. 'I'm a lesbian.' Could I say it to Shade, to others?

I thought of Monday; how easy and right it felt. I thought of yesterday with Stacy. God she's so fabulous. I couldn't imagine not being with her. And later today with my Libby? Yeah, my BFF, my Libby, my gay Libby. My gay Libby and her gay Destiny? Oh what a twisted web we weave ... but who am I deceiving? Am I kidding myself? 'Hi, I'm Destiny. It's a pleasure to meet you. This is my girlfriend Stacy/Shade/Libby.' Oh my god!! What a mess.

I was so deep in my own thoughts I hadn't registered Kim moving just in front of me on her knees. She leaned up, kissed me, and said, "I won't say anything. You do what you need to. Figure it out. I won't say anything. Shade needs to figure out how to do what she wants to on her own." Wants to? "You, obviously, have your own stuff to deal with." She kissed me again; it lingered ... I let it. It was nice actually. "Do you want a ride home?"

Libby!! "I think I'll be late; there are bookkeeping things to tend to as the month inches toward a close." I smiled. "I'm sure I'll be home for dinner if you'll be here." She shrugged. "If not, I'll figure it out." With a sigh, she stood, offered her hand. Taking it, I stood and headed to the shower. I slumped against the wall. Drama! My god, my life was full of it. I ended my marriage ... no, no ... no! Stacy? Libby? Shade? It certainly wasn't a carnival game! Four hearts, three women, each meant something to me. How had I gone from Kokomo to this? His alcohol-fueled burst of rage? My decision to leave? That me was certain that I'd been right about what I'd done.

I dressed; I was ravenously hungry after missing dinner. I asked Kim to stop on the way to work; I got coffee and a bagel with cream cheese at a Dunkin Donuts. We kissed goodbye in the garage; I smiled. You already know how the day went.

At lunch with Stacy, I had to fend off questions about what we'd talked of yesterday. "Stacy, you know how I feel about you. You have a great guy and two kids." I shook my head. "Please don't do something impetuous here. There's too much at stake." It came in a flash! "Besides, you may want to wait until he makes partner; the alimony and child support count, regardless of ..." I shrugged at the obvious finish to the sentence.

She surprised me with her response. "Is that it? It is about money?"

I shrank at the anger in her voice. "Please tell me you're not serious!! You have to know that's not what I meant!"

My beautiful grey eyes flashed as she spat, "What I know is what I heard you say."

My eyes teared. I shook my head in frustration. "Stacy, she's won. I'm a lesbian." It was her turn to gasp. My smile, such as it was, must have been goofy. I shrugged. "I need to figure out how to live my life as someone I never knew I could be." I could hardly believe I'd said the words to a woman I thought of as my best friend. "Can you give me a little breathing room to get myself figured out? You need some time to figure out your own stuff before ... whatever you decide to do." My god I wanted to lean across the table and kiss her!! Desperately needed her arms around me, to feel that sweet body pressed to mine, each of our pieces parts together, needing, wanting!

Shrug. I'm a lesbian. And I'll prove it again later with my Libby. My fabulous Libby!! God I couldn't wait. Destiny, you really are a slut. No I'm just messed up; way beyond messed up. Stacy is sitting across from me and I am thinking about Libby. Stacy, who wanted to leave her family and be with me. Me? Me!! Really? Are you nuts honey?

We walked back to the office; the rest of the afternoon was a blur. You've already been told it was busy. And it was more than work-related busy. It took some doing to make myself presentable before I left so meet Libby. As I always did, I took a cab, then another, walked a block or two, ducking in and out of buildings, and another cab to where we would meet. I fell into her arms when the door closed behind me. She hated my outfits but understood. She was her usual elegant self. I marveled that she, knowing how we'd connected, still wanted to be with me. But the doubts continued to be swept away by our passion. She was endlessly intrigued by me, seemed intent on finding out everything I knew and what I might not have experienced.

The first lovemaking was extravagant, erotic, intensely intimate and wildly passionate. Oh my god!! She let me lead this time; watching her as she screamed into the starburst of pleasure was beyond fabulous. She cried out, bucked off the mattress, ground her sex to my face, her legs behind my neck. I'm a lesbian. My face, captured in her locked legs, buried in her pussy. Whatever she'd done to keep fit paid off. It was all I could do to keep up. I was the one giving; she wore me out with the fury of her receiving. Any other questions?

Libby's taking spun me into and through a whirlwind of pleasure. I'm not saying there weren't times like these with him. God help me, the times I'd felt like I did with my Libby, that Friday? If I am a lesbian ... oh lord, she wants more of me.

Libby scared me with her whispers in my ear the last time we loved each other that Friday. Talk of things I didn't know of or want to experience. Pain? Dominance? I knew what the words meant but not in the context of one loving another. Restraint? I was familiar with it in the realm of my experiences. Something in her tone was chilling, unsettling. I let it go ... but it lingered after we'd kissed and said our tearful goodbyes.

Kim wasn't home when I got there. I showered and put on Shade's robe. Alone? Why not? Hungry, I rummaged through leftovers and found enough to satisfy me. I poured wine and sat on the couch, the television on but not enough to capture my attention. You can probably guess how my mind twisted and turned all night. It wasn't much fun; that I can tell you. Every time I said 'I'm a lesbian' it sounded more right and, to use the wine analogy, went down easier. Sorry!

The October Saturday was brisk, windy, sunny and gorgeous. I crossed under the tunnel and walked near the beach in a hoodie and shades. Hysterical! Spell check doesn't know what a hoodie is? Ah well, it was a grand day regardless. The beaches may be closed but it didn't deter the skaters, bikers, lovers, and me from taking in the sights.

Wondering how I'm dressed? Good thinkin'! As the months passed some things changed, my wardrobe among them. To clarify, my non-work wardrobe changed. I didn't doubt that there were things that Shade hadn't spoken of or shared with me, let alone have me attend with her. But, as she'd been my (nearly) constant companion for so long I never really gave much thought to what I'd 'been missing.'

Saturday night? Kim was gone. Alone, you can probably guess where my thoughts ran. Yes I had a key. That dress? Uh huh. Stacy hold me she had plans. I could call Libby; I hesitated for some reason. I settled for ordering a pizza.

In Shade's robe, I paid, sat on the couch and enjoyed every decadent, hip swelling bite. Having gorged on pizza and over done the wine I reached for a pillow on the couch as I watched something meaningless on the television. Soft lips on mine woke me. Through the liquor and sleep induced fog I blinked several times. Shade? Really?

"I missed you. I was bored so I left. They had all the numbers they needed. Tomorrow was bullshit. I hurried home to be with you ... Destiny." She said it softly. I felt myself about to cry; her mouth, insistent and soft, spoke to why she'd left. Having moved to the bedroom, still dressed, she closed the drapes. The robe gone, I lay in bed waiting for her. The smile curled on her face as she turned to me. The strip tease was slow, seductive and I found my mouth dry, my arms extended, and my pussy seeping. She slithered in to wrap her slender self with and into me. What little light was in the room would have captured us as lovers loving. Joyous, intimate, knowing, passionate, giving, taking, everything lovers do as each love as one. Shade, your Destiny loves you! That was my last thought Saturday night before sleep crept in to take hold of us.

Sunday began much as Friday; this time, it was Shade spooning me, her arm around my waist. I smiled, remembering the wonderful surprise and the romantic night that followed. I lay quietly as I felt her warm breath on my back. It was something of a surprise to hear her ask softly, "Are you awake Destiny?"

What had changed, I wondered. I nodded, saying, "Yup, I was listening to you breathe as you slept."

Her body shook, laughter in her voice as she whispered, "I've been awake for more than an hour. I didn't want to rouse you. You were so soundly asleep. But now," she said as she pulled me to my back, "I can do what I've been thinking about," and kissed my nose, "while I've waited for you." She'd pushed herself up as she spoke, climbed on top of me, and nudged my legs apart with hers. Oh? I brought her face to mine, lifted my feet, opened myself to her, and kissed her.

She wasted no time; she must have been thinking of this. I'll let your minds take care of the rest of the mental image. When we loved like this, the difference in height meant one part of us moved together; her breasts, small and gorgeous, never really 'fit' with mine. Thankfully! Easier when I was on top to bend and love them, it was a struggle for her to do the same. It won't come as a surprise we'd long ago figured that out. The pillows under my head and upper back also made it easier for me to reach her beauties.

Besides, the height difference didn't matter for, um, very long! Wink!

After, as she lay astride me (at my insistence), I told her I wanted to know the hows and whys of her decision to come home early. She whined; I spanked her ass lightly. Startled for a moment, she snickered, and said, "Well now, someone has a lot of nerve!"

I flipped her (easily) to her back, her eyes wide with surprise, and said, "That someone wants to fuck you." Her eyes got impossibly bigger; she stared at me open mouthed.

"Really?" Her voice registered shock that was off the chart. Most only go to ten. This one went to eleven. (There ya go Spinal Tap fans!)

"Yeah. No reason the gander shouldn't get a taste, even if the gander wears the goose's collar" I don't know if it was my silly humor, the fabulous pheromones, or what, but she slid out from under me, went to her closet (yes, I had to close my eyes) and came back with the harness. She had to put it on me. I had no clue; I'd only been the receiver. She got a little pissy when I insisted she get the plastic invader ready for my plundering. But she put on a show as she bobbed, noisily, her eyes on mine the whole time. It was goddamn hot! I actually picked her up and threw her on her back (no, I have no idea how) and crawled between her legs.

I growled, "Put your hands on your taker and guide it to your cunt." Her eyes were a mixture of confusion and raw lust as she heard my words, saw my eyes, and did what I, her slut, commanded. Never in my days on this spinning planet had I ever done anything like this. I was filled with adrenaline, wild with passion, and desperate to pleasure her. I whispered some combination of those words as I moved my hips forward; she lifted to meet me, her eyes impossibly wide yet again, already panting in anticipation and need. She surprised both of us when she screamed, bucked, and clawed my back as it took her over. I held myself deep inside her, withdrawing inch by tantalizing inch. She begged me not to and cried out in ecstasy when I thrust back hard and deep. She rode it out, I dragged it out. Her eyes were glazed and unfocused; she was speaking in her native tongue. I watched her in awe. Her body moved as if I wasn't there, she was hearing and feeling things I couldn't see or feel.

I quickened the pace; she immediately screeched as another took hold. Her legs wrapped around me, I kissed her. The moan, deep in her throat, was raw and low. I bit her lip, she eeked in surprise. She reached for my breasts. I took her hands in one of mine and held them over her head. I heard the growl of anger, kissed her again, and sped up the pace of my taking. She moaned yet again, her body surrendering to my advances. When I took her hard nipple in my fingers and tweaked it, she flew into yet another.

The advantage of being on top and weighing more than she did were what kept me astride her and she bucked, writhed and jerked with abandon in the wanton display of her pleasure. I never tried, never thought, never let my pleasure even enter my head. I was so engrossed in what Shade was giving me I only wanted to draw out whatever she had left to give.

I breathed in her ear as she lay, panting, after the last of it had left, "Don't move these;" my hand tightened around hers. She was incapable of anything other than the slightest nod. I smiled and whispered, "Thank you lover." I felt the smile. I was going to try to see if she had one more left in her. I didn't want her to be in pain; I didn't know if she still had enough natural moisture to continue. I would pay close attention. Yes, we'd been intimate dozens of times in our months together but, most assuredly, not like this! I lifted both hands to hers, fingers laced together, held high over her head. I dragged my nails softly from her fingers to her palms, down the inside of her forearms, past her elbows, the soft skin of her triceps, lapped at her armpit as nails scraped the other, kissed her neck and throat as nails skimmed her goose pimpled flesh, both from my nails and the cooling dew. All this as I fucked her at a slow but steadily increasing pace.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 03



I listened carefully as I teased and pleasured her. My mouth loved one, then the other of her glories. I was quick and deep but careful. Not a whisper. Rather, every sign was of pleasure building, threatening to burst from deep inside. It came in the form of trembles, from the furthest extremities inward. She quaked when it burst. Her body froze. I stopped. She didn't breathe; her mouth opened in a silent scream, eyes clenched tight in unseen ... I didn't know. I put my head to her heart ... it was pounding wildly, then she screamed. Oh my god, she screamed. Confused, I stopped. She moved her hands to my hips, telling me to continue. I gave her what she ordered. I was quick, hard and deep. The screams stopped and were replaced by desperate, heaving sobs. Tears flowed. I gave what I felt her crave until, with one gasp, one more burst of energy, one last desperate heave of exhausted hips, she took the last of it and collapsed.

I wanted to give her room; she held me to her. I lifted so she could breathe. A hand on the back of my head pulled me to a desperately dry mouth. The taker was in awe. I, who had been taken and forced to give, had, this time, given beyond anything I knew. Far beyond any experience, far beyond anything I ever thought I was capable of. I kissed Shade softly. Spent, she let her tongue speak for her. I wanted to lift from her, take the plastic from her and off of me and be with her. But I waited. When she stirred I moved. I found the release, struggled to get it off of me, flung it off the bed, and lay with her. I pulled a sheet over us and waited for her to sleep. It came quickly. Once I knew she was deep into her rest I let the floodgates open. I bit my lip and made my eyes the only vessel for my emotions. No, I will not share what I was thinking. After all that ... I may be telling you my story but some things just don't get shared. I'm smiling though. Bet you know what I did think!

Shade woke us both up with a start; a quick cry of pain followed. Oh god no!! Her eyes found mine. She smiled, brought me to her, and kissed me. Oh dear me it was delicious. She held the kiss for forever. Then her eyes darted to the clock on the night stand. She screeched, pulled me out of bed and dragged me to the shower. What the fuck?

As we showered together she said, "I've arranged a lunch date for you this afternoon." You what? After that morning, after what we did, shared, you tell me you pimped me out on a date? I was livid!! Her fingers slid over me as she smiled up at my furious eyes. She had to feel the tension in my body, see the fury in my eyes. She pulled me to her for a kiss. Cold as ice! She giggled. I hated her with an anger I could barely contain.

After we'd dried body and hair she had me to sit on the toilet as she applied makeup. Yes, she put makeup on me! Liner, shadow, blush, foundation, lipstick ... yada, yada. Elaine be damned! Yet another shocker awaited me! Shade went to her closet and brought out a dress. A dress!! She had me sit in the chair in front of the window, slipped the dress over my head and had me stand. A maxi dress, perfect for my height, black chiffon, light as a feather, layered lengths, spaghetti straps. That's what I saw when she led me to the mirror. My eyes filled. Gorgeous!!! I couldn't help but be completely confused of course. Why decked out so beautifully? A complete hundred eighty degree turn from of everything I'd endured all these months. And for a date with a stranger?

When I turned around Shade held out the shoes -- black wedge heels. I sat on the edge of the bed and tied the strap behind my heel. They fit perfectly. I stood and walked around in them; easy, and comfortable, absolutely no worries about my ankles. I turned, spun, and posed. Shade beamed, came and kissed me, and we walked, hand in hand to the elevator. In the elevator, she put the blindfold on me. I didn't question it. She kissed me; a firm hand helped me to the limo. It pulled away; I sat in complete darkness, behind the blindfold and beyond comprehension about who and what my tormentor, my lover, would have set me up with on this amazing Sunday.

The car slid to a stop. The door opened. A female voice purred, "Welcome. I'll escort you to your private room. Your companion will be arriving shortly." Through revolving doors, through a room with muted music and voices, down what felt like a long corridor, a door opened, the hand on my arm led me, the voice asked me to sit on the couch. I felt for it and did. "May I get you something?"

"I'll have a double of whatever I had last night!" I heard the muffled laughter. A short time later, my hand was lifted; a cold glass was given to me. I lifted it to my mouth. Vodka? Well, it was good. I didn't know; vodka isn't my drink of choice. I sipped. The glass was heavy; I heard the ice tinkle. I suspected it was a double, as requested, even if it had been an old, bad joke. Who was she? Would she be nice? Surely Shade wouldn't put me with someone who wasn't? Surely she wouldn't be named Shirley? Hey, you may groan. You don't have a blindfold, you don't have a double vodka in hand, and you don't have the first fuck of a clue what's going on! So there!

I had just finished taking another small sip of the vodka when I felt the soft lips press to mine. Wait! That perfume. Oh my god!! "Hello slut!" I ripped off the blindfold. Shade!! Her smile beamed inches from my startled face. "Do you like your surprise date?" Oh my god!! You bitch! I nearly had a heart attack!! It was my turn to be rendered speechless and in tears. She straddled me on the couch, took the drink from my hand, and hugged me as we kissed. The tears flowed. Yes, she's every bit the woman I am; we both had them.

"This is why I came home early Destiny. I wanted to do something to surprise you. I went round and round during the conference and at night in my room." She shrugged, and said, "So much of this has been so shocking, so hard, and so humiliating for you. I wanted to give you something so completely different. I don't ..." She struggled. What? Is this what Kim hinted at? She shocked me again, "I told Kim to find somewhere to stay this weekend, that I'd be coming home early to surprise you." Oh? Did she tell you about her Friday morning surprise? "I suspect she's staying with friends off campus which she does now and then." I bet! Hey! Where are my angels?

There was a knock on the door. A slender, gorgeous woman with long, straight light brown hair that fell to the middle of her back entered. Her plain, fitted black dress did nothing to hide the figure lurking beneath. She presented Shade, still straddling me, with a menu. This was not the voice that led me to the couch. Her lustrous brown eyes were bright with appreciation of what she saw between us. The smile, though appropriately subdued, hid nothing of her beauty. Slender fingers wrote quickly as Shade gave instructions for our lunch. When she turned on her heels, her slender legs ... oh STOP yourself Destiny!!!

Shade, obviously amused by my ogling, said, "If you'd like a turn with Constance I can see to it." I was mortified. I picked my vodka off the chair and took a healthy sip. Shade snickered. "I don't want you snockered, not today." Huh? She kissed me. "It's not often I've let myself be taken Destiny. Maybe it was the missing you or anticipation or last night or you sleeping and me waiting. My god woman, what you did to me, what you had me do. I've never come so unglued, never felt so free, never enjoyed lovemaking quite like I did with you." Her eyes bore into mine as she spoke. The fire spoke of what she felt. It felt like ... truth!

I'd never heard such a mix of passion, raw emotion, and absolute truth ... from someone who had crowed about turning straight women. I wandered back to what Kim had shocked me with and let it roll around in the mix of what Shade had just added. I still wasn't sure exactly what all of this meant. If it meant, whatever it was.

Shade pursed her lips a bit when she pushed herself off my lap. Uh huh, isn't that pain delicious? Constance brought the dirty martini Shade ordered. I saw the glance she gave me; so did Shade. She snickered as hips swayed out the door. "I believe you have a not-so-secret admirer Destiny." Of course, I was blushing furiously, both from the thought she found me attractive and from what I was thinking about. "Please do tell me what you're thinking about." God dammit!

I turned and looked at Shade. Her cheeks were lightly flushed. The look in her eyes told me she'd wait me out. There was no way to avoid spilling whatever beans there were. I sighed and said, "She's gorgeous Shade. I don't know; I never used to think like this but I wondered what she looks like without that ... if she wasn't in ... oh geez, what she'd look like nude." I was completely flustered. I never did think like that -- before. Yes I'd always admired a pretty woman, a well dressed woman, a woman who carried herself with poise and confidence. The other me spent most of my time avoiding the leering gazes of men. Oh my god! I'm not out on the street all that often these days but it dawned on me that I no longer avoided eye contact with them. Holy shit! I thought of yesterday on the beach. The realization of it thundered through my conscious mind. I really am aren't I?

Just as I was about to speak our lunch rolled through the door on a service tray. French onion soup, small salads with our preferred dressing on the side, and blackened salmon with steamed veggies was what Shade ordered. Constance asked and we each declined the offer of another drink. Shade squeezed my hand; I sputtered a thank you. Her eyes glistened; I shivered. Shade's shoulders shook. I blushed. Oh ain't this just fabulous. I've been reduced to a stammering, gawking teenager by a slender beauty with enticing brown eyes. Yes, while sitting next to a fetching, bewildering, bewitching devil of a woman. I took a healthy sip of my drink then started on my salad.

Shade was curiously quiet. It tugged at me as I picked at bits and pieces. Lost in my own thoughts, I was startled at the soft words when they came. "I know about Lisa. She'll be strongly reprimanded for her behavior Friday. She went overboard. I was very angry. Everyone knows the rules; she was unacceptably rude. It won't happen again." She squeezed my hand. I sat, rigid with shock, as she spoke. You're reading my tale. It really did happen! So I don't think I have to write the words about how I felt as she spoke. This I will share: Someone who viewed me as her property would not apologize for the behavior of one of her employees. Was Kim right after all?

We each started on our salmon; it was delicious. Perfectly cooked veggies hinted at garlic butter. It was divine. I thought about my anger when told of her surprise. My throat constricted as my eyes watered. I put my fork down, turned to Shade, and kissed her. She smiled warmly when I pulled away. I really didn't mean for them to but the tears welled and slid down my cheeks. Her hand lay softly on my cheek; she returned the kiss, light as a whisper. Naturally, that was the moment Constance came through the door.

Her face showed her remorse at disturbing the intimate moment; she spoke softly, "I'm very sorry to have disturbed you. May I get either of you anything?"

Graciously, Shade replied, "Thank you. Please bring two glasses of your best chardonnay." Eyes downcast, she nodded and retreated, closing the door behind her. Shade smiled and said, "Now where were we?"

I lifted her hand to my lips, kissed it and said, "This is a wonderful surprise Shade. I love the dress. The surprise was complete and lunch is elegant and delicious. I feel like a chump for being so angry."

"No, Destiny, after the night and morning we had your anger was well justified. I do have to admit," her eyes danced with laughter, "that it made the treat even more satisfying." A soft knock on the door preceded Constance. She set the glasses down in front of us, smiled, and left. Sigh. True confession: My eyes never left her. She looked me dead on, held it, and I followed her to the door. Shade chuckled, "I can arrange an afternoon for you if you'd like."

My blood pressure spiked; fear coursed through me. Dear god, what does she know? Was that a taunt? Why on earth would she make an offer like that? She knew about Lisa; did she know about the other two? Or, what does she know? That flash through my frazzled brain took maybe five seconds.

I shook my head and said in a trembling voice, "No of course not Shade."

Something lurked behind her eyes. "There have been adjustments over the months. You have a key to the condo, you have money for lunches, for cabs when I'm out on appointments. There was a pizza box on the table when I came home. You never did tell me what you were thinking but I can see the desire in your eyes. And I saw how she looked at you when she brought our wine." Oh fuck!

"Shade, yesterday I went out for a walk on the beach. It's late October but the sun was out. There are tens of thousands of lovely women in this city and I saw my share yesterday. You look, you admire, even ogle now and then, but that doesn't mean I want to sleep with them. Yes, I did wonder what she'd look like without clothes. Yes I saw how she looked at me. Yes it's fun to imagine. No," I looked in her eyes, "don't. Please." Shade smiled and nodded. I finished my vodka in one last gulp, let it burn on the way down, and cut a piece of fish.

The silence wasn't heavy. Shade seemed satisfied, even pleased, with my response. And I was terribly worried about what, if anything she knew. Or suspected. When we talked it was about how boring the trip was, the goings on in the office, and, surprisingly, how I enjoyed my afternoon walk. Since she asked I told her that there had been a flock of visitors. She rolled her eyes in what appeared to be disgust.

"I'm disgusted but not terribly surprised. Even though it's been several months ...," she let the sentence trail off. A few seconds later, "Are there any you haven't had?"

"Nope." Do we really have to do this today? This is such a lovely treat, I love the dress. So tell her dyke! Huh? What? You? Taking my side? Honey, she's right. Tell her. Do I want to know where the two of you have been?

"Shade?" She turned her head. "Can we please not do this? This day is too special."

She looked horrified, eyes flitting left and right, she fumbled for a moment and said, "Oh dear god. I'm mortified! I'm very sorry Destiny; please forgive me." Her eyes filled; she lowered her head, shaking it side to side. "I'm so, so sorry." Who the fuck is this woman? She had crowed about my submission, given every detail about how she had made it happen that Sunday night, showed me off to my fellow employees, one of whom had played a key role. Now she apologizes for asking about who I'd been with when she was out of town? Something's different, honey. Duh!

"Are we going home from here?" Anything to change the topic!

Shade brightened and said, "Actually, I thought we'd go dancing." Do what? "There's a club not too far from here. I thought it might be a nice way to cap off a really nice Sunday." I won't say my head was spinning; too trite. But it was a confusing turnaround! Good lord, it had been months since I'd been out with girls from the office on ... I froze.

"Destiny, what's the matter? You just got white as a ghost!" What?" Holy crap! How do I tell her what I'm thinking? "Tell me please!" Oh shit!

"Shade, I was thinking about how long ago it was since I'd been to a club dancing." I lowered my head. "It was on a Friday after work." I saw her tense. "There were five of us; Kelly, Christy, Stacy, Meaghan and me. We'd gone out to dinner then to a club. It was such fun." I looked at her. "Now, of course, I wonder if I was being tested? I remember some of the dances were pretty close, body-to-body. I just thought it was the music and booze. Now I'm not so sure."

I could see her sizing up how to respond. "You know three of them are married, Christy is single. Stacy is closest to you in age. I'm sure it was five women out for a night on the town. Their behavior? You're probably right on all counts." She smirked, "Give a married woman a night away from home she's gonna let loose a little. Christy? I don't think that one ever doesn't let loose. She's a wild child; I don't know how her honey puts up with her nonsense." She eyed me, thinking, then said, "It probably stinks to think of that night now. What you don't know, Destiny, is that your ninety day probation period was so the group could decide, collectively, if they wanted you to be part of them." Did what? These women took a fucking vote? "Uh oh, there's smoke coming out of your ears." She reached for my hand. "It's okay. After these last few months it has to be startling to hear some of the back story. If you look at this from a slightly different angle, think of how much they liked you. The vote was unanimous!"

"Well, yeah okay. That was some time ago. When we went out that night I was just one the group, although not really." Shade did blush. I thought of something. "I never really paid too much attention to it but it occurs to me that Dawn never went out with us."

Shade looked at me, nodded, and said, "If I'm tracking what you might be thinking, you're right. Dawn wasn't allowed to. I didn't want her tipping you about what she was doing." Her gaze held mine when she said, "I'd had my eye on you as you now know. I learned pretty quickly how smart you were. You were already a valuable part of my business. And, to be quite honest, I was quite smitten." She what? She leaned in and kissed me. She held me to the kiss with a hand behind my head; she really didn't need to!

"Don't we have to pay the bill before we go?" In a hurry dyke? Sorry honey. Back in box you jackass. Thank you!

Shade smiled. "I have an account here. They send me a bill every month." Every month? Good lord! She's hardly been out of my sight for even a night these last three and half months. We stood up, Shade took her purse and my hand, and we headed out the door, down the long corridor, through a dining room and toward the front door. Constance had her back to us. Shade made a point of placing a hand on her shoulder. When she turned, startled, Shade smoothly said, "We wanted to say thank you before we left Connie. It was so nice to see you again."

She flushed, obviously caught off guard and embarrassed. Her eyes flitted between us; she smiled and said, "Thank you Shade. Always nice to see you." Oh? She turned to me and said, "I've heard so much about you. You're even lovelier than Shade described. Have a great evening." Why was I disappointed that she hadn't added something about hoping to see me again? A muffled ... I know, dyke! Goddammit!

I nearly extended my hand to shake hers; I remembered how my nails were adorned and stopped. I stepped to give her a kiss on the cheek. She turned to receive the kiss on her lips -- I was not happy! The kiss sent a shock wave through me, stunning me. Her eyes danced with merriment. I wanted to slap her. Her eyes held mine. Oh god!

Shade took my hand, rescued me, and led me out the door. She gave the dude the parking ticket. She looked at me with amusement. I was mortified. "Oh stop with that look will you? She's gorgeous, she thinks you are too. It makes me proud to know other women think you're as hot as I do." You what? "Oh please, you can't be as shocked as your face shows! You know how much I ..." She froze, fish-mouthed, stunned. The car rolled up.

She hurried around to her side, clicked my door open. I got in, sat down and stared at her. Shade put the car in gear and we headed out. "Don't look at me like that! You have to know I think you're beautiful. I've wanted you from the first time I saw you; that very first interview." She never took her eyes off the road. "The way you took me today; I was on fire! You took me Destiny!" A quick glance. "That was a woman who wanted to fuck her lover." I know.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 03



"I did, you're right." A thought came to me; I giggled. "You've told me all along that I'm the submissive. Wouldn't it be funny if it turned out the other way?" Silence. More silence. Uh oh. Shade pulled into a valet parking area. We got out; she gave the keys to something cute in a black vest. She took my hand and we headed into the club. The music assaulted my ears as it bounced from ceiling to walls. Shade nodded to a woman whose eyes showed undisguised lust. It was early enough we had no trouble finding a table. We had to nearly scream at each other to hear. Fun!

"Aren't you worried bringing a purse in here?"

Shade was amused, "That idiot at the door thinks I'm in lust with her. She'll keep the riff raff away." She darted her tongue where her mouth had been and grabbed my thigh. "You're so fucking hot. Come dance with me." We did. I could tell you I'm some smooth, slinky, hot dancer. Um. No! Shade, on the other hand, was! She didn't dance, she glided, she was slinky, she was so sexy, and the outfit she wore, while it hadn't stood out so much when we were having lunch, was perfect for this!! I saw Shade's eyes move from me just as I felt the tap on my shoulder.

I'm so sorry to interrupt but there has to be someone out there screaming at me to tell you how Shade is dressed. I've been so engrossed in trying to remember the complex emotions of the day that I've neglected to tell you. She was absolutely the essence of understated sensuality! Black leather pants, slightly flared legs, five inch black and white pumps, white silk button down vest. Only I knew what was underneath: a sheer white bra that showed off her gorgeous, dark nipples. My mouth is watering as I remember the outfit and the sight and taste of those peaks! Wink!

Over the din of the music I heard, "May I?" I looked at Shade wide-eyed. Shade glared at the tall blonde who glared back before walking away. Shade led us back to the table, told to me to sit and headed up front. She whispered something in the hostess's ear; she nodded. Shade came back to the table.

I leaned in and asked, "What was that about?" Shade smirked.

"Just marking my territory babe; it's nothing for you to worry about." Her eyes shone as she kissed me. What the fuck did that mean? Oh wait; they say dogs pee on trees to leave their scent. Oh ick! Hey you, good angel, you wanna clue dyke in on this one? Honey, she's so crass. Shade is telling everyone that you're with her. I like her; she's taking care of you, not throwing you to the wolves. You like her? Yeah, she, um, hey, enjoy your night. Oh great! That was a big help.

Something in a costume that looked like what I wore to work every day with big red hair and clown makeup asked (screamed) if we wanted something to drink. Shade looked at me; I shrugged. She leaned into her ear. Red hair nodded and left. A new song blared. Shade eeked and pulled me out on the floor. She watched me flail around, clearly uncomfortable, and stepped close to me, wrapped her arms around my neck, ground herself to me, and screamed into my ear, "Lover, let yourself go. Think of us making love. There's no one here but us. Move to the beat of the music and to me. Watch my eyes and love me with your body." Oh my god!

She showed me exactly what she meant. Her eyes ate me up, her hands moved seductively over a body I knew intimately. Watching her watch me, feeling what I saw in her eyes, I found something and began to feel myself move with her, mirror her, slink, sway, dip, grind, all the while my hands moved, my hips thrust, her eyes never left mine, it was exotic, erotic, and intimate. I was so enmeshed with Shade I never knew the music had stopped until she did. She closed the distance between us and leapt into my arms! I kid you not. The room screamed and applauded. She kissed me, her arms tight around my neck, her legs locked around my waist. I had staggered a bit but held her. I was dazed, confused, but ... she was, um, happy!

A handful crowded around us. I was showered with hugs and kisses from god only knows who; we both were. The music started up again. I wanted to go home. Shade's eyes told me she wanted to get to the table. The crowd kept us on the floor. We all moved in some unknown, communal rhythm. Bodies moved, hips swayed, hands crept along curves and dips, we bumped, I felt lips press to my neck, my cheeks, hands on my hips, breasts. Shade, where are you? My eyes searched, she was lost in the mosh. I felt panic bubble, then saw her head bob, held close to someone's breasts. In a fury my hands sliced through those touching me to cut a path to my honey. A two-handed shove pushed the unknown marauder from my Shade. I put my arm around her shoulder and hipped our way to our table. I put her on the chair against the wall, reached around for the other, and sat, guarding my Shade.

It dawned on me that we had ordered drinks. I wondered why there were none. As if on command Red appeared and set two glasses in front of us. She leaned and whispered (loudly), "On the house, slut!" Are you shitting me? To put the shitake mushroom on the six ounce queen filet she bent to kiss me. Okay, the analogy, like the steak, was a bit overdone. So sue me!! Wink! This is both exhilarating and exhausting so please let me have a little fun along the way!

Shade had gathered a second (third?) wind and smiled as Red left. She lifted her glass; we clinked. After we'd each had a healthy sip, she leaned in and said, "Damn, you were hotter than a habanera. And you don't burn my mouth nearly as much!" I had no clue what she was talking about but knew the twinkle in her eye was a compliment.

She asked how we got back to the table; I explained the groping, kisses, and my, um, panic at losing sight of her. Her eyes widened but warmed as I described what I'd done to bring us both back to the table. All she said, with a chuckle, was, "And it's still early!" Yeesh! I had chills.

It really was okay! We had as much fun the rest of the night as we had early on. It just was more crowded so we weren't quite the focus of attention. Yes, I still got tapped on the shoulder. I learned to do the glare. Well, my version of the glare. The 'no thank you I want to dance with my honey, honey' glare. Some glares returned but mostly nods.

Did we dance? Oh my god yes. Were we tired? Um, well ... think tired meets eyes telling each other it's time to get home meets ... The bill was paid, the car was fetched, Shade managed her way home, to the garage, to the elevator, and managed to lock the door behind us. We staggered, arm in arm, to the bedroom. She had finally, with a murmured curse, taken off her shoes, and held them in hand on the way. She threw them in the general direction of the closet, leaned her head on my shoulder in exhaustion. I smiled, thinking of this fabulous shocker of a glorious Sunday. I lifted her chin, took her lips with mine, softly, sweetly, while letting her know just how much I love her. When, finally she pushed away, Shade looked up at me, eyes soft with sleep and more, and breathed, "My Destiny, I love ... the way you kiss me." Well just fuck me all to hell! Talk about your pregnant pause! Honey, take it for what it is. She's doing the best she can. Okay, I'll try. Does she? I could hear the smile. She's doing the best she can!

Shade was dead on her feet; I undressed her, led her to the bathroom and then to our bed. She lay on the unmade bed. I pulled the sheet over her; she was already asleep. I stood and stared. How could I love her? And the flip side of that coin screamed: How could you not? Um! There's a cereal; good for you on one side, sugar on the other. Talk about your metaphor!!! I giggled in the bathroom after hanging my dress on a hanger. Yes, I admit ... I stuck it on a door frame so I could gaze at it. Hey dyke, enjoy your night? I did! Oh shit, she ... never mind, get some sleep.

Author's Note: As ever, this is a flight of fantasy; completely fictitious. If there is any resemblance to anyone walking among us my apologies. Another author put it so well: "The site is free. The author is 'paid' in comments and votes." I hope you've enjoyed yet another chapter of a rather long tale.

Oh my! This story was so much fun and so very hard to write. So many twists and turns. I hope you enjoy the crazy, wild, erotic ride. The notes, votes, comments and emails warm the soul. Plenty still to come!! My sincere thanks to the "angels" at Literotica for enduring my foibles ... they're meant for only one purpose --the enjoyment of the reader!!!



Shade's Destiny Ch. 04



I did - until the sun woke us up. Sleep that is. Gotta ask Shade if she can have the drape dudes fix this so they close automatically at night because somehow the two of us are ... it just doesn't get closed. Neither do your ... Honey, I'm sorry! Go take your shower and don't worry about Libby ... oh shit! Wait! What? Hey angel, where did you go?

My Monday costume waited for me, as ever, after my shower. Kim had coffee and toast waiting. I wondered what the hell my angel meant. Both of them had shown up out of the blue. Coincidence? I was beginning to think like the cops in novels I read: There is no such thing! Kim stared at each of us. We never made eye contact but I could feel the vibe between us. I saw the little itch of a smile at the corner of her mouth. How cute! Shade stuffed the leash in her purse, kissed Kim goodbye; I did the same. We got to the office without much delay. Shade dropped me off in the garage and told me to expect a call on my office extension at about ten. We kissed warmly. I headed to the elevator and the office.

At about 9:15 Stacy breezed in with a smile and a cup of coffee. She babbled, I wrote a one word note, babbled and laughed. We met in the ladies room and closed the door behind us. We hugged. God how I missed her! I whispered my warning, felt her stiffen, then nod. We agreed to pass notes between us as we could. High end espionage right?

The phone rang at ten. "Put your phone on speaker. Don't say a word!" Shade's voice was cold. I did what I was told. I heard voices. Shade's was unmistakable. The other took a second ... Libby? No way!

Shade: There have been three calls about this. I agreed to meet you to settle this once and for all.

Libby: I'm sure I've been a pest, Shade, but I have my reasons.

Shade: (a harsh laugh) True. You have a business to run!

Libby: I'm not sure what you mean.

Shade: Really? You've called three times. Each time you asked what the rate was for a night with Destiny. I told you it wasn't possible yet you persisted. You asked for this meeting. I want to know exactly what it is you want.

Libby: Just what I asked for. How much?

Shade: No sale. There is no rate. The fundraiser was a one time thing. I don't pimp out my sluts.

Libby: Apparently not. You probably know that I know Destiny from high school. I was shocked to see her, couldn't believe what I was seeing, and had to win the bidding to get to spend a night with her. I don't normally do that sort of thing either ... in my personal life or in my business affairs.

Shade: Of course you do. You run a high-end escort service. You pimp out women to any and all who pay you whatever the rate is for whatever they want. Now I want to know exactly what it is you're after.

I was in shock. When she dropped me off this morning Shade told me to lock my door when she called. Thankfully I had. I was a sobbing, hysterical, mess a minute into this. Libby was silent for a bit, then continued.

Libby: All right Shade. I want to buy Destiny. Outright. Including any videos, stills, whatever you have on her. I want you to sell Destiny to me. I want a relationship with her, one we could never have had all those years ago. One that's possible now. This new her, this not so new me.

I had stopped crying; I stared at the phone in shock and disbelief. Libby? Who are you? Buy me? Relationship? What did Shade know? She had baited Libby somehow. What else is there Shade?

Shade: There's more you're not telling me. Relationship? Doubtful, but let's get deeper. What exactly is this business you keep babbling about? Some backroom bordello? Some small-time call girl scheme you float from city to city to stay ahead of local vice squad operatives?

Libby: You're a good one to moralize, Shade. An insurance business run by a dyke who turns women for her own pleasure, using them for your own ends, turning them into pawns, preying on vulnerabilities, taking their clothes, cars, homes, furnishings ....

Shade: Enough! Yes, you're right, though not about all of it. My girls get to leave as promised. Dawn chose to. Destiny will make up her own mind when her twelve months are over. You, on the other hand, run a very different kind of business. Fill in the blanks for me won't you?

Libby: I'm into more than just submission and servitude. I like inflicting pain. There's a market for it. Those who enjoy it will and do pay big money, really big money, to see it. Others enjoy having nights with a woman to do with her what they will. It's fabulously successful. I want to add Destiny to my stable. What's the price?

Shade: In a minute. You enjoy this you say? You enjoyed your liaisons with Destiny so much, think so highly of your old friend, are attracted to her so much that you want to buy her and turn her into another of your pain sluts? That is your end game isn't it Libby?

Oh my god! She knows!! Shade knows I've been with her. Oh fuck, the phone? Oh my god!

Shade: Your silence confirms what my investigators found! There have been instances where first responders to 911 calls have found injuries and worse. I was furious when I discovered your background, what you do to the women in your so-called enterprise. Worse still, what you allow others to do to these women!! I'm surprised the FBI and Interpol haven't gotten to you yet.

Libby: (voice cold) I'm well protected, bitch. Fuck with me and ....

Shade: And what, you fucking cunt! And your precious Destiny will be hurt? Worse? Really? You can't get to her, can't touch her. No one can. She only knows you as her high school chum. She has no clue about who you are.

My head was on my arms as the curtain was being peeled back. I'd never heard anything that cut me as deeply as what I heard my Shade say to Libby. It sickened me to hear Libby talk about me in such cold, clinical, disgusting terms.

Shade: You have only one choice: Cease and desist. There is no other. I have provided those who need it with evidence that will bring you down! This is not a threat but a statement of fact! I know people. Statements have been given, affidavits taken. Warrants have been readied and await a judge's signature.

I heard the sound of a chair scraping, heels clicking, and then, Shade's voice: "It's over lover. See you in a while." The line went dead. I punched out the phone and sat, stunned. It just wasn't possible. Elizabeth McGuire Sanders, my Libby, could not be what I heard. My Libby and I had made the sweetest love two women could. Sorry Shade; sorry Stacy. Yes, Libby scared me half to death with what she'd whispered. But what Shade said? A business enterprise? Trafficking in terror, abuse? What didn't I know? What were the phone calls about? I was terrified and skeptical.

Skeptical? The woman on the other end of the phone call lured me into signing a year of my life over to her. I mean come on now!! But what I just heard ... it was Shade taking Libby on, firmly telling her no, and more. She said she had investigators. Was she protecting me? Had she gone to such lengths for me? I thought about the conversation I'd heard, the words. 'My girls get to leave as promised.' 'You enjoyed Destiny so much you want to turn her into ...' I couldn't bring myself to say the words. They were too horrifying. First responders to 911 calls? What on earth had she uncovered? Why? Whatever she'd done it seemed to have frightened Libby enough to leave. Was Shade protecting her investment or her Destiny? I needed to know. I had to find out. Right now I needed Stacy!

I buzzed her on the intercom and went to the rest room. I heard the door open and the soft knock on the stall door. She looked at my tear stained face, red rimmed, puffy eyes and hugged me. Held me, hugged me as I sobbed against her. Held me as I let all the fright, the shock, the terrifying words I'd heard from someone I thought, maybe, I could love. Oh yeah, that too. The rank embarrassment of being so naive to think she actually cared about me.

The crying had slowed; Stacy kissed me, still hugging me tight to her. She tastes so good. My god I miss being with her. I shouldn't be doing this, not after yesterday. I found myself melting in her arms and to her kiss ... like always.

We heard the bathroom door slam into the wall as someone rushed in. We pulled away and looked at each other, wide-eyed, with the same thought on our minds: Shade! The door was pounded on in anger. I pointed to myself. Stacy nodded. I opened the door; Shade's face was a mask of fury. I moved to her; Stacy slid behind me and scurried out the door. I went and locked the door; then turned to face Shade. She started to speak. I raised my hand; her face froze in shock. She took several steps toward me, raising her hand as she came. I took up the slack between us, grabbed her hand. My eyes never left hers. I said, "No. Just listen. I needed to cry, needed someone to hold me while I did. I chose Stacy; that can't be a surprise. It wasn't anything more. I needed someone to hold me while I cried. I wish it had been you Shade. I honest to god do. Now please, can we go to your office?"

Other than the fact we'd kissed each other everything I said was 'hand on the Bible' true. Maybe it was the tone of voice, my choice of words. I don't know. But even as I spoke I could see the fury leach from her. Her eyes never left mine. She let her arm go limp. I thought about it for a second then stepped to and hugged her. I lay my head on her shoulder. I brought her as close to me as I could and held her. It took a few minutes but she did slide her arms around me.

I whispered, "Please kiss me." Startled, she pushed me away. I could feel my eyes fill, my chin crumple. "Please!" She came to me, turned her face up to me. I bent to her and brushed my lips to hers. She opened her mouth to me. That's when I cried. I gave her my tongue as we kissed. She put an arm in the small of my back, the other behind my head and held me to her as we kissed. I just let the tears flow. She loves me! She doesn't know how or can't say it yet but she does. Her sister told me, that phone call told me, Sunday told me. This kiss is telling me.

Shade released me, brushed away my tears, took my hand, unlocked the door and we walked to her office. She locked the door and we went to sit together on the couch.

I started. "I know what I heard and I know there's more. Will you tell me what you know; what you found out?"

Her reaction told me Shade was surprised at the words I'd chosen to start this. "I couldn't let you continue to see that woman once I'd begun to get some information about her." I started to say something; she put up her hand to stop me. "Don't Destiny. I won't tell you the how, just why." Her eyes went unfocused for a second and got ice cold. Whatever it was she might be thinking gave me shivers. She came back to me and smiled. "I wouldn't let that bitch hurt you. I thought it could only be by coincidence that she was at the auction. I came to find out that's where she got a number of those in her stable." That word froze my heart with fear. Shade must have seen something in my eyes; hers teared, she said, her voice choked with emotion, "I would never have let her hurt you."

We both let things settle a bit. I knew Shade had appointments. So we kissed and she said, "I need you to head home from work. I'll meet you there. We'll figure something out. I may ask my sister to cook early. We have somewhere to go tonight. I need to make a few stops on the way home." She saw the curiosity in my eyes but shook her head. "No Destiny, not now. I have to get to my appointments. I promise to explain at home later." A quick kiss, a tight hug, and she was out the door. I went to my office. Stacy stuck her head in a few minutes later. I wrote one word on a notepad and handed it to her. She nodded and winked. Good, we'd talk at lunch, out of the office!

Halloween was coming soon. I could only shudder at whatever mischief Shade had planned for the two of us!

It was only about fifteen minutes after she popped her head in the door that Stacy came back. Good lord, had the morning gone by that quickly? The clock said yes: 11:45. Oh well. I put on my raincoat and out we went. There was a little sandwich shop nearby. We each ordered, grabbed drinks, paid and found a table that gave us some privacy. I moved my chair so that we sat at ninety degree angles. I didn't want anyone seeing what I said.

I started with, "We have to be careful, Stacy," in a stage whisper. "Shade may be tracking your movements or mine. I can't say for sure; we just need to be careful. I don't want you put in any danger. Your job I mean."

Her eyes welled up; I was surprised. Her voice low she said, "Destiny doesn't give a shit about you." I sat back in the chair, dumfounded at what she'd just said. What the fuck! I didn't know whether to slap her or get up and leave.

"Of all the people, you have a lot of fucking nerve to talk! You betrayed our friendship and offered me up to Shade on a platter. You better have a damn good proof to back up what you just said honey!"

Stacy reacted to what I'd said as if I had slapped her. But, as I spoke, her eyes took on a look of sadness. She nodded as if she agreed with me. What she said nearly knocked me from my chair.

"Destiny, you may have deduced some of this, but I was one of Shade's sluts too. The kids were real little, Matt was working impossibly long hours and, though the money was okay, his student loans had to be dealt with. We're in a new house, up to our eyeballs, and I'm leaving work early and coming in late. I called in when the babysitter couldn't come or the kids got sick or a million other 'Mom' things. Shade was going to fire me; 'neglecting my job' she said. I was in a panic. It wasn't that much money but we desperately needed it. Remember, I was the only Admin at the time. Basically, I answered all the phones." She shrugged. The sandwiches sat uneaten. We agreed we had to eat and talk.

"We bought the house in 2005 after Gavin was born. I got the job seven months later ... about this time of year. This all happened in 2007 after Brianna came along. I was furious that I'd gotten pregnant until I saw my beautiful baby girl." Her eyes got misty. So did mine. Sorry, I'll be right back.

Sorry about that. I don't have moments like those much anymore but writing of that conversation brought back the emotions of not being able to have children. Shrug. Back to the story!!

"You can probably guess most of the rest. Shade made me an offer I couldn't refuse. I could work the hours I needed to, get a raise, and she would keep my servitude just between us. Matt still doesn't know. I have no doubt Shade still has the pictures and videos somewhere. It wasn't like it is now but when Shade asked me to 'find' someone new for the office I couldn't really say no. I'd meet people at coffee shops, kids in tow. How easy right? Fucking obscene is what it was. 'You need a job? Oh I can help.' Yada yada." I spit the mouth full of water out as I laughed. Honest to god; I'd never heard her say that before. I told her; we laughed till we cried. She was still crying when she said, "I hated doing what I did to you lover. I knew she'd love you."

Her eyes fell; she couldn't make eye contact with me when she whispered, "I did; from early on. I prayed you'd get the job so I could see you every day. I loved us having lunch together so often. I didn't dare touch you. I knew everyone in the office, how most of them had gotten there." She looked at me with hard eyes. "I may be bi Destiny but I don't like doing what I do under duress." Huh? What? "Oh, she hasn't told you?" A short, harsh laugh, and, "Yeah, still now, one day a month, I'm under the desk for a morning. Usually it's when some company big wig is in town for a 'pep talk' or some other bullshit." I was in shock! Plus, I was disgusted! I will put a stop to this crap. No fucking way this will be allowed to continue. She must have seen it in my eyes.

"Listen you, you fight your own battles and let me handle my shit. I'm a big girl too. I need these flex hours. It's part of why Kelly has her job. She was chosen specifically because her husband works from home and has his own successful business. He'd shit a brick if he ever found out what his little angel does at work!!" She shook her head in disgust. "Then there's my Matty; he has no idea I'm bisexual. It would devastate his little man ego." I hear that!!!

There was so much of this that sickened and angered me. I would deal with it, Stacy's protestations aside. Oh, I'll pick my spots all right but this was not going to continue. Shade's not the only one who can make threats and hold things over people's heads. The bitch of it all was I couldn't tell Stacy anything about Libby nor could I tell her about Shade and me. I just couldn't. Shade's eyes, in the bathroom this morning, told me she knew. She'd tell me; I knew that. I just had to drag it out of her. I laughed at the irony of that little gem. Shade, telling me she would drag the submissive lesbian out of me one way or the other. Lesbian, yes! Submissive my ass! I knew who was what!

Stacy was looking at me while I was, um, talking to myself. She had this odd, quizzical look on her face. Oh honey, if you only knew! I smiled the biggest smile and said in my best, brightest voice, "Stacy, I can't tell you everything right now but you need to know. Shade really does care." Damn, I wanted to take her hand, kiss her, something. I had to settle for looking in her eyes, those gorgeous, grey, tantalizing, tractor-beam eyes. Oh my god, stop yourself! "She honest to god does. I know this for a fact." I saw the doubt, understood it, and let it be. We had to get back to work. We put on our coats, dumped the residue of lunch in the garbage and hurried back. On the way Stacy asked about when we could spend some private time together. I had no idea; we'd have to figure it out. Crap, it's nearly 1 pm.

No visitors Monday afternoon. I did wonder if Shade got a 'memo' out that quickly! That I'd let ride unquestioned. If you want to know, it wasn't anything like the early days when I wanted to vomit. I knew these women; had 'before.' Like everything in life, I liked some of them more than others. Some of them I saw more than others. Whatever! I just laughed as I typed that. Kelly hates it when I 'whatever' her. She never really knows what it means ... so she says! So, of course, I say it ... uh huh! Whenever!! Ain't I the shit!!!

Anyway, when the day snail crawled to an end, my very own Bette Davis eyes asked if I wanted a ride home. Duh! Better than a cab ride with a terrorist-in-training!

Honey, you have some kinda serious thing goin' on here and you better figure it out. You can't do this with both of them. Angel, I know. Sigh! But honestly, what do I do? I didn't know I could ... be this me. Honey, I know. But you are; we tried, really we did. Snicker! I have no idea how to help you with this. But I'm here for ya if you need something. Okay, thank you Angel! Honey, I love you. Good luck to you!

I knew I could count on my Stacy! She found an alley that had a cut-out. She pulled the car in, killed the motor, and turned to me. I pulled her across the center console to straddle my lap. I was in my costume, the raincoat across my legs. This couldn't be very long; I knew that Shade would be home sooner rather than later. The kisses and gropes were appropriately frantic. She begged me get her off. I did the best I could given her clothes, the cramped space, and the rest.

When my fingers brought her to nirvana she screamed. The sound filled the confines of the car. I worried someone might call 911! I was persistent; she was needy. I tweaked a nipple through fabric and bra. She tried to contort herself so my mouth could love her nipples and moaned when I couldn't. I kept after her for as long as I could, dragging her through every last bit of it. She slumped against me when it left her. I smiled as I heard her heart pound, her chest heaving as she fought for gasping breaths. The angle of my fingers in her depths hurt my wrist. I'd get over it; she was worth it! Typing it brings tears to my eyes. We need to hurry me home goddammit! Through tears and goodbye kisses, we did, as always.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 04



The condo was quiet. I hurried to the bedroom, closed the bathroom door, stripped off the costume, turned on the shower, and searched for the phone. It was there! Hiding place? I didn't know anymore, only assume, which was dangerous. Moot point? Most likely yes!

The hot water felt so good after a long, exhausting day!! I'd gotten used to Shade's shampoo and soap. Pick your battles, ya know? I had no clue what Shade had in store for tonight. I would bet 'the usual amount' that it had something to do with Libby. But I had not clue one beyond that. I had a notion, after hearing the call, that she may well have folded her tent. But who knows! Lost in my thoughts I didn't hear the shower door open. I jumped when I felt the body against mine then smiled. I turned to my Shade and kissed her. She smiled into it and kissed me back.

"Imagine you coming to join me in my shower grasshopper!!" She laughed. "Did we have a successful sales day?"

"Funny you should ask! For some reason I felt rather juiced and the buzz carried over into my appointments. I was really on my game today lover. It was a great day! How about you?"

Dangerous waters here! I didn't know if and for sure. "Stacy and I had a real nice lunch; the rest of the day was, actually, pretty quiet. I had my work of course, but no visitors." I cocked an eyebrow. Implacable Oriental face gave me nothing to gauge. Sheesh! "You ready to share your surprise?"

"No, but if we're done here perhaps we can move this to another, more intimate, venue." We scurried from the shower to dry each other, which, of course, required oral verification! Said verification continued, in a completely different form, in bed. Let your minds wander to your hearts content!!

Somewhere along the way Kim must have wandered in because the knock on the door was followed by, "Dinner is ready!" We were next to each other, cuddling, after. Shade took my hand and we walked the table and sat. Kim looked at her sister, then me, then at her sister. She smiled. Me: shaking my head. That's how in the dark I am about sisters. My parents didn't have control of their biology and when they were born. Bits and pieces heard in hushed conversations led me to believe they wished, as had I, for a sibling for me.

Sorry. This isn't about me or about that. An absolutely delicious meal of white fish, veggies, rice, richly spiced, tasty and, best of all, someone else prepared it!!

Kim asked an obviously 'loaded' question. "How was your weekend Shade?"

Shade played her role perfectly. "Absolutely delicious! We both had a blast! Hope you did too!" Kim's eyes were on me as her sister spoke. Yeah good luck with that!! Too old!! Too smart!! Too good!! I'm giggling.

There were two plastic bags on the couch that I'd missed when we came out to dinner. Shade stood, grabbed them and led me back to the bedroom. Wigs! One was blonde, the other a redhead. When I asked she told me I wouldn't need one. She showed me how to pin up my hair and pull the wig down over it. Shrug. I'd never worn one. She had costumes, or so it seemed! Hers was tight, black, skin hugging vinyl, to just below her hips. Mine was tattered, torn scraps of denim, badly, intentionally stitched to cover what had to be but little else. Shade warned me I would not like some of what she would have me wear. She also was just as clear about why I would be so adorned. Yes, I was frightened initially. But when she explained I understood and agreed without hesitation. For the record, the adornments included cuffs, ear plugs, and a ball gag.

No, we didn't leave the condo, travel in the elevator, or walk to the car in that ensemble. Shade pulled into a darkened alley. After taking off the raincoat I sat facing the open door while Shade finished the costume for the night. Fear not!! I was completely okay with what I'd been told.

The leather hood was the scariest and last piece of the outfit. She assured me I would be able to see what I needed to see. The ball gag scared me. I couldn't begin to fathom how it could be a device someone would enjoy -- but, not my deal. Shade pulled into a lot, led me from the car to a door, some sort of introduction was made and we entered. Oh, I forgot, the leash was attached but an adjustment was made. It was turned so the rhinestones weren't front and center!! The sensed the room was dark but I could feel the buzz. I could feel Shade's presence next to me. I felt hands on my body and dimly heard her sharp tone. The hands were removed. By agreement I was to be unable to see until I needed to see what there was to be seen. Circular reference? Um, stick with me.

I could feel the difference when the stage lights came on. I heard the cheers through my muffled ears. It was probably a full minute, maybe ninety seconds, before Shade removed what covered my eyes. I saw what I saw and nearly collapsed to the floor.

Please forgive me my queasy stomach and my revulsion about what I saw that night! It sickens me, even now, to write about it. The details will be as scant as possible.

A nude male, tied with rope to a cross in an 'X' shape, was being struck with some sort of whip. It was being wielded by a woman, her face somewhat hidden behind a mask, dressed completely in a shiny black material.

Not three feet away was a naked woman in a grotesque rope harness. I have no desire to describe what I saw in great detail. Her body dangled from some sort of pulley devices, her legs in a straight line, arms tied to them. Hair in pigtails tied off at the ends, wire connecting them to something attached to her nipples. Head tilted back, she hung low enough that her mouth could do to the woman in black what I saw her do. A device, attached to a motor, thrust what I guessed was a dildo in and out of her pussy.

It took a full glass of wine to write what I just wrote. Please excuse me for a moment.

Okay, I will finish describing the horror I saw that night. The sight of the man and woman was appalling enough. It was when I realized that the woman in the mask was Elizabeth that I collapsed. Shade had braced herself enough to keep me from falling to the floor. She helped me, with the assistance of someone I never saw, from the room and to the car. I dimly heard her say whatever it was to whoever. She helped me sit in the back seat, closed the door and, after climbing in, removed the mask and the rest and held me. She maneuvered us both so we could lay next to each other. Shade held me as I sobbed. I clung to her as she soothed me.

I'm sorry. I'm not a writer. I'm just your ordinary woman. Well, sort of. I'm just me, Destiny! This is my story. Okay, our story. Aw hell. I have to save the story and head to bed. I needed to feel my honey next to me, be with who loves me and who I love. She shares my revulsion about what the night was. I HATE those who abuse others. For profit? Off with their heads!

One more thing before bed. The specifics of how I knew it was Elizabeth don't really matter. I knew it was her; Shade knew it was her. Shade brought me to that place to see that it was her and what she does, what she was doing.

A new day having burst into our bedroom, we said our good mornings, kissed, and after, had our shower and breakfast. Shared glances, smiles and such were part of our morning. The daily outfits were ever-so-subtly less ridiculous. I preferred to think about what is rather than what had been. Shade's appointments kept us from further discussion about Monday night -- which was perfectly okay with me!

Shade promised to let me know how her day was going and if we could meet for lunch, dinner or ... more. I smiled when I bade her goodbye with my kiss. Hers was warm; her tongue reminded me of the delicious pleasure that had been part of our wake up. Stacy asked if I had time for lunch. Reluctantly I begged off; her eyes showed what she felt. I shook my head; no, honey, things need to settle, especially after yesterday. Sorry!!

Shade did check in, by phone, several times during the day. I knew why; it was to see if I was okay after last night. I thought it was very sweet of her. She asked if we could have dinner together in the private room where we had lunch Sunday. I thought for a moment it was a tease -- Constance! But there was no tease in her tone. Naturally I said yes. It would be really nice to have a quiet meal together. She asked if I could take a cab and meet her. I reminded her how I was dressed. She laughed softly, told me I was being silly, and said she'd be there no later than six. We said our goodbyes. Silly? I pouted for a bit. I suppose she did have a point. I'd worn worse. I thought about writing it as 'less.' Shrug. You get my point!

I actually wished the afternoon was busier. The quiet gave me time to reflect on yesterday. Shade had arranged for me to hear the phone call with Elizabeth. (I never used her nickname again!) The entire day and night were planned for one reason: Make me aware of who and what she was. Because she loves me? I don't know that she does. I'm sure you've heard the saying: What you do speaks so loudly I can't hear your words. The arrow seemed to point in that direction!

Naturally I worried about (and for) Stacy. I'd deal with it when and if. Clearly Shade was a proactive kind of woman when it came to protecting what was hers. That was something I needed to know. Was this about Shade and Destiny? Or was it Shade and her slut? 'I love you' versus 'I own you.'

I tried to time the cab so that, allowing for rush hour traffic, I'd arrive at the restaurant about five minutes after. It was just a few minutes past that when I got out and headed in. I saw her standing talking to someone, a hostess I guessed. Shade smiled when she saw me, we kissed, and she introduced me.

"Melanie, this is my Destiny. (!) Destiny, this is Melanie Wickman." We shook hands. She looked to be an age that might make her a manager, perhaps more. Well dressed, very well applied makeup, a nice figure, simple but very pretty grey cotton dress that was well cut, some jewelry and a plain gold band on, um, that finger. Interesting!

Melanie led us to the private room and said, "You two enjoy your dinner. Your server will be with you in a moment." She smiled beautifully and closed the door behind her. We walked to the lone table. We sat, as before, side by side. Yeah I did kind of hope Constance would be back tonight. I chose to keep that to myself. Wink!

So, of course, my heart jumped when she came into the room. She smiled at both of us. Sure she did. She never took her eyes off of me! Shade, the scamp, immediately said, "Oh Connie, Destiny asked if we could come back tonight just to see you." I nearly broke my neck to glare at her. Inscrutable, she never even hinted at a smile. Constance beamed; her eyes gave evidence she got the 'joke.' Ha ha! I was the color of a fire hydrant, dammit!!

She took our drink orders. Shade ordered her dirty martini. I said, "I'll have a double of what I had Sunday!" Connie laughed out loud at that; so did Shade! Even I had to laugh. If you're beat, be the gracious loser.

Those hips, still enchanting, swished their way out the door.

"I really must arrange for the two of you to spend time together."

"I really must arrange for your slow, painful death if you do, dearest." Shade burst out laughing. Deep, from the belly, big ole laughs. Good! She thinks I'm kidding. la la la!

Connie came back with our drinks. Ever the prankster, Shade playfully said, "Connie, I wanted to arrange ... OWW!" I pinched the tender inside of her left thigh to stop her. She looked at me. "That hurt, damn you."

"Then hush, damn you!" Connie, the innocent pawn in this game, laughed and laughed as Shade and I glared at each other. Finally I broke down, laughed, and leaned in to kiss her. She tried not to, but I held her nose till she opened her mouth. It's hard for the kisser to keep a good kiss when the kissee is laughing.

The drinks having been served Connie left, still chuckling. My god she's gorgeous. I took a sip of my very large glass of chardonnay. (damn her!) I looked at Shade and said, "Thank you."

"You're quite welcome. I knew it wouldn't be easy for you. But that made it even more imperative I do what I did. I couldn't risk you, not with that." It was said with scorn; the emotion showed in the way she spat out the last few words.

"I'm sorry Shade. She begged me to see her again. That night." I had to bite my lip as tears threatened. "It was nearly impossible to refuse her." I looked at her; nothing showed on her face. She was actively listening to me. I pressed on. "If you hadn't found what you did, however you did, I honestly don't know what I would have done." Oh god, there it is ... the quick flash of anger in her eyes. There, and gone, just that quickly!

She nodded slowly and said, "Yes. That's exactly what I was afraid of honey. You're still so new. Oh, I'm sorry. I mean, being with another woman is still fairly new for you. It's easy for you to be attracted to a woman and ..." Whatever it was Shade let the thought pass. Stacy? Goddammit! But then why taunt me, more or less, about Connie? Because it was right there out in the open? Was she being 'dangled' as bait, a test?

Sure enough the other shoe dropped. Her voice soft, she said, "I want you to put and end to this thing with Stacy." So this was to be that night huh? Cards on the table huh? Fine!

"No Shade. We will not do this. This is not about Stacy. It's certainly not about Elizabeth. It's about you and me. How I feel about each of them is ... mine. Tell me about us. Talk to me about how you feel about me." Angry, she looked at me. "Don't you dare! For too long now you've danced around it. No, now it's time for you to push all in. Talk to me baby." The anger melted with every word I said. Her head drooped. Even so I could see her eyes fill. "Tell me. Tell your Destiny how you feel! I need to know; need to hear it!"

It was as if I could see inside her head. She ground her jaw, twisted her hands, her eyes glanced this way and that. She was fighting it. I had to keep quiet, let her figure it out. It had to come from her. Connie came back; I waved her off.

When she finally looked up her eyes were full; the tears fell. The words came in a whisper, "I love you Destiny." My god she did it! Just that quickly her eyes dropped. It's okay lover. Take your time. The words came slowly.

"My parents lost everything when the economy collapsed. Kim was just about to enter college. They had a college fund, sent her to Chicago to me, begged me to take her in. My business had taken a major hit. I figured out I could trade sex for ..." She shook her head; she didn't need to explain. "It was a weakness. I knew how to exploit but not to love." My god! This was more than ... she was sharing a very intimate part of herself.

I listened as it continued. It wasn't easy to hear; some of it curdled my insides. But I never moved, never flinched. I reached out to take her hand in mine. When the tears came I let them. When she struggled to find the right words I waited. She gave it all to me ... well, okay, maybe not. Nobody gives anybody everything about anything. Take it from one who knows! Someone you love, someone who's told you their deepest secrets? You still don't know everything. Telling you more would give you way too much about me.

There comes a point when you know the person who's talking is all done. So you wait. They will make eye contact to see if you're following, paying attention, caring. I did when she did. I gave her my biggest, brightest smile. I leaned in, kissed her, and said, "I love you Shade."

A knock on the door. I said, "Come in." Connie peeked. I said, "What we had Sunday please. Thank you!" She looked at both of us, nodded and closed the door.

Shade looked at me. I shrugged and said, "You thinking what I've been thinking? How the hell did this happen? Well hell if I know!" We both smiled. "When you mentioned Lisa it struck me as ... odd? That may not be the right word but it's how I felt then." She nodded. "Hard to say. You touched on it ... the key, the cash, little things. Yes, you have a business and a clientele." She blushed at that. "I guess the best way to express it, at least for me, is that it's cumulative. No one thing but a bunch of little things adding up." A little smirk and a nod.

"That's well said Destiny. For my part I can't honestly say when it dawned on me. There was a hard to grasp something when we made love." Those words were not said as easily as I wrote them. The last few, especially, came in sporadic, slow bursts.

Unbidden, Connie refreshed our drinks. After she left I continued, "Shade, I do love you. And I'm asking you to let me find my way with Stacy." She looked at me, clearly startled. Was she that certain I'd just back down? I took her hand, then said, "You said it yourself. This lesbian thing is still new to me. But this I know. Stacy, she's not just some crush." I knew I was fumbling awkwardly to find the right words. I decided to go for broke. "Here's the deal lover. If you push me too hard about this you'll lose me." She certainly wasn't expecting that! Her eyes, big as saucers, stared at me in something between bewilderment and disbelief.

"Surprised? Be me for a moment. New city, just divorced, no ties, no family. So you put the videos and pics on the web." I shrugged. "My phone? Yeah, there are professionals, people I'd prefer to tell face-to-face that I'm gay, but in this city? Please!" I leaned in to kiss her. No response; ice cold. I nodded, then said, "Okay. You misunderstand me Shade. I'm saying I will. I'm asking for some time, some rope, a little slack. Give me credit. I'm an adult. I told you I love you; I meant it." I paused to let it breathe then pressed on. "If my heart really is yours let me come to that free of this." I touched the collar. "Noooo ... I see by your eyes you're reading that ... maybe I said it wrong honey. The hell with the document I signed. Tear it up if you like." Oh my god - did her eyes ever get big with that! "If you want to say something please do." I kept my hand in hers but turned to take a sip of wine. And waited.

"She means that much to you?" Curiosity? Interesting.

"Yes. I don't know." I shook my head, frustrated. "She's married; she really does love her Matty." Shade smiled at that. "I know; cute huh? I don't know. That as honest as I can be." She nodded slowly, thinking about what I'd said.

"What do you want then Destiny?" Connie came in with dinner, clearly embarrassed to be interrupting again. I made eye contact with her and smiled to let her know it was okay. The tension in her shoulders eased. She put our dishes in front of us, eyed our drinks, smiled at each of us and left. "Other than her." Okay, it was funny. I still slugged her in the shoulder. We laughed. That little joke lessened the strain between us. She leaned in to kiss me.

Oh dear. Who knew there was sexual tension? (Tongue firmly in cheek) She pulled me to her. Ha! I straddled her lap; not a particularly good decision in my outfit. Snicker. She took full advantage ... as I'd hoped she would. I was quite breathless, the fish was quite cold, and I really didn't care one little bit. Yeah, I'm smiling!! I'm getting pretty good at this seduction thing I think! Wink! I snagged me a prize winning Vietnamese rainbow trout. Giggling!!

"So you want me to tear up the contract?"

"What? Have you been listening? I would just like some time to figure out how this thing with Stacy might play out? I don't guess you share well." Her eyes narrowed. "Okay, you don't share well. Maybe it's time you learn a few new tricks chickie!"




Shade's Destiny Ch. 04



"What!!"

I smiled. "Just know that I do love you. And I never dreamed I could ever feel that emotion or ever say those words to you." She crumbled; if she'd been Humpty Dumpty all the queen's maidens wouldn't have found all the pieces. The tears flowed. I held her as she cried. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Constance come in, look, turn around and leave. The food was getting colder. So what! I let her get it all out. It's what you do! Honey, that's exactly right!! I smiled.

Eventually she stopped. I was still holding her. I fished around in her purse for some Kleenex; not finding any I handed her my napkin, after dunking a healthy piece of a corner in ice water. What! It's a restaurant. They have laundry service! Puhleez! She dabbed at her eyes with one corner and blew her nose (yes, she turned her head!).

She looked at me; I said, "Well I do!!" She laughed.

"You are a piece of work round eyes!" She got me good with that one!! I laughed and laughed. Poor Connie; another quick in and out! She had to wonder who the two nut jobs were. How the hell could she know if we didn't!

A soft knock on the door came a bit later. "Come in!" She did, eyes dancing. "Connie, please nuke these so we can have our dinner?" Dear god her smile is beyond gorgeous. I really can't afford more confusion in my life right now. Mischief, Destiny is thy name! I just had the most wicked thought!! Do I dare try?

The gorgeous woman came back with our plates on a tray. My heart pounding, I said, "Connie, Shade has had a very emotional evening. Rather than another drink would you please give her something to soothe her jangled nerves?" She gaped at me, looked at Shade, who gaped at me. I looked at Shade, winked and smiled. I extended my hand to Connie; she took it. I pulled her to me, gave her a brush of a kiss, and led her gently to her knees in front of Shade. Her eyes were wild with confusion as she looked at Shade. No help there as her eyes were on me. I smiled at her, then at Connie and nodded. She looked once more to Shade.

I mouthed, 'Say it's okay.'

"Connie, please do what Destiny asked you to." Her voice was tinny, an odd sound. Think confusion and ... geez; I'm sitting here typing this and I can't think of the right words!!! Damn!! It was beyond amazing. That I know!

Shade moved her hips, lifted the hem of her skirt, and Connie slid the panties over her hips and off her legs. She bent to the task. Shade's eyes never left mine. I smiled; she gasped. I reached, kissed her. My fingers found the zipper at the back of her dress and slid it south. I slipped the fabric from her shoulders along with the bra straps. She gasped into our kiss. I smiled as my fingers slipped into the scalloped cups and found her taut nipple. She moaned, I teased. Connie did what she was doing. I knew it wouldn't take long. It would be a volcanic eruption when it came. She did; it was. I bent to take her nipple in my mouth; she screamed, a high pitched, piercing cry. It was maybe the most beautiful sound I'd ever heard!! I apologize if it seems I'm skimping on detail. I'm not. Start to finish didn't take more than two minutes. Okay, three. Like I was counting! I know you get the drift.

Connie did her part to give Shade every bit of the thrill ride as did I. Her mouth was dry when I bathed it with kisses. I felt her shudder one last time and sag. I felt Connie stand. I did too. Her eyes were bright as was her smile. I know mine were as well when I stepped in and kissed her, tasting my Shade on her lips and tongue. She moved closer. Uh huh, that kind of kiss! I honestly don't know if I'll ever have another but ... oh my god! When she pulled away I let my fingers slip over her gorgeous face and mouthed my thanks. Angels soared at her smile; she turned and closed the door behind her. I turned to my Shade. Her eyes were still glazed but focused.

She gave me that little grin of hers. "You are one wicked bitch Destiny. Do you know that?"

"No, but I can probably hum a few notes." Yeah it was lame but we both laughed!!

We did make a rather lame effort to scrounge a few bites of dinner. I think we both knew we wanted to head home to the privacy of our bedroom.

Shade did goodbyes with Melanie; Connie hugged me and slipped something in the pocket of my skirt. Shit! The ride home was quiet. Well, until, "Did she give you her phone number?"

"I didn't even look Shade. Honest to god I didn't." Bitch giggled! "But I do have your panties in my purse!!"

"You what?" I smiled. "Well no wonder I couldn't find the damn things. I thought Connie took them." Shade was quiet for a bit. "The submissive giving orders. How interesting!! Maybe there really is something to this! I'll be curious to see how it all plays out Destiny. I really must thank you. Connie is really very good!" Ooh! A shot across the bow? Trying to make your honey jealous honey? Good luck with that! I want first taste of that fruit!

I'll close my account of Monday with this: I begged her to take me. Yeah really I did. My hands were cuffed over my head to the headboard. Blindfolded? Yup! Did she use the harness? Oh no! I asked her for that whatever it was from that Sunday. Uh uh, that one. She fed herself to me while that thing fucked me. When I screamed she did too!! When I was hoarse she was limp. The room was dark when I could finally see. I fell asleep knowing that her quivering body was near mine.

Wednesday, October 31st, Halloween -- The day started innocently enough. We kissed, Shade's fingers tracing lightly over my curves. To be caressed like that, sleep still whispering seductively, is highly sensual. I squirmed under feather-like touches. Slowly she began to drag me along, but where? She was light, silky and everywhere. I wouldn't have and didn't resist. The touches became more insistent, more targeted, now familiar places that, with a knowing touch, yielded the anticipated response. Every bit of me needed every last morsel of everything she was giving. I was in a net of pleasure in a sea of want and desire. She held me firmly with fingertips and a tongue. The heat was relentless as it built; she used her body to take. She teased me but refused every silent request to be tossed into the enticing volcano of release. I wanted to turn and take her but knew that something I couldn't see was driving this maddening, fabulous lovemaking.

She turned toward the finish line bringing all of her atop and astride me. I looked in her warm, green-flecked eyes, locked my legs around her, and readied for the ride. She gave it to me! Oh my god yes; slow, steady, urgent, and I know my eyes begged for more. The squishing noises would have been obscene if they weren't so intoxicating. I knew I was the source; Shade had tortured me with a fingertip from the wetness just south of my sopping pussy to my pubic bone. I had mewed helplessly; she fed it to me; I moaned greedily. She was pressed to me; only our lips weren't touching. She took my mouth, fucked me with her tongue, and drove us toward the multi-colored flag. What had been slow, almost languid, became insistent and furious. It peeked over the edge; I cried with joy as I felt it bubbling toward the surface. Fingers pulled at my nipples; the last tumbler released, I screamed into her mouth.

I arched off the bed; she drove me with her hips. This furious, fabulous dance gave us both what she had promised. We held each other as we shook, helpless, tumbling in waves of pleasure. I never did figure where my screams ended and hers began. It was violent, enervating, hot and glorious. It ended, as it often seemed to, much too quickly. Breathless, we lay together in a damp heap.

From outside the door, "You two okay?" We shook with silent laughter, unable to muster enough energy to respond. "You okay?" Shade nodded against my neck. "Me too. I think." I felt her smile. I wasn't all the way back but I had to ask, "What was all that about anyway?" I felt her smile.

"I have something very special planned for you darling. I'm obviously rather excited about it all." I kissed her and nodded. We're going out tonight; that's also going to be a real treat. You already know I changed the sales meeting from Monday to today." I nodded. "It was done in part so that the entire agency could be part of the celebration." I was curious now. "Kim and I found an expert to help with your costume. Cai will be here around ten, Kim will help her prepare you for the costume. The meeting begins at 11:30 with lunch at noon. You'll all arrive around eleven." Her voice was bubbled with excitement. I was curious and had no clue. Shade kissed me and said, "You can lay here and relax or have breakfast. I need to shower and get ready for work." I pouted. We usually took our shower together in the morning. It was another casual intimacy we'd come to enjoy.

She looked at me, cackled and said, "Look at you; you used to hate taking a shower with me. Now you pout when I tell you I'm taking one without you." Well it was true! "Come on then." I did, we did. It took longer than normal. Actually it took as long as it normally did. Wink!

After toweling dry Shade began to dress. We headed to breakfast. Kim was just bringing a cup of tea to her lips when she saw me. Her eyes widened and she said, "You two made quite a racket this morning." I blushed.

"Shut up brat!" She smirked. "Do we have any English muffins?"

"Yes; there's jam if you want it." Hmm. I put the muffins in the toaster, poured myself some coffee, got the grape jelly out of the fridge, and dabbed it on my nipples, belly button, and clit. I spread some on the muffins, grabbed the coffee, and went around the long way to the couch. I set the cup on the table, lay on the couch, and took a bite. I waited. Sure enough Shade came out of the bedroom and saw me on the couch.

"What's this mess Destiny?" Kim's head turned; she saw the jelly. Her eyes widened.

"I honestly have no idea Shade. Kim said something about wanting to get a head start on my costume. She spread the jelly on me, kissed me, which got it on my lips, and now won't lick the rest off." Shade looked at her sister while I said this nonsense. Kim spluttered and turned some delightful shades of red. She shook her head violently from side to side.

Shade, in on the obvious joke, spoke up. "I don't know what's gotten into my baby sister. You just had your shower too! Kim, get over there right now and clean up the mess you've made. And do it thoroughly." Kim, thoroughly flustered, looked from one to the other. I picked up my coffee and made a production of taking as nonchalant a sip as possible. Kim made her way to me, took the cup and put it on the table. I let my arm fall to the side of the couch. She had to kneel. The second her tongue touched my skin I let out a moan and bucked. I could see Shade; she had both hands over her mouth to muffle the laughter. Her shoulders shook. First one nipple, then the other. As if in ecstasy beyond my control I grabbed for Kim's hair and held her to me.

"Oh my god that's so good. Oh yess!!" Kim, knowing she was beaten, did the logical thing. She went along for the ride. She dragged her tongue from nipple to belly button, made a lewd production of cleaning it, and slurped her way to my clit.

Shade had moved to the end of the couch and taunted Kim. "How long were you at the bedroom door listening young lady?" Her eyes never left mine. "Did you get yourself off listening to us make love?" She was getting me wet yet again. "Destiny was particularly aroused this morning." And she liked it! Kim fastened her mouth to me. "The sheets need to be changed." I blushed. I saw Shade reach for Kim's hand and move it where she (I) wanted it. "Did you take a shower after you came baby sister?" Kim did as instructed. Three fingers slid into my wet, hot sex. My moans were no longer pretend. "Oh those moans are nothing like earlier. You can do better than that." My eyes begged her to stop. The smile only got bigger. "I guess I'd better be going." Oh I hate you!! Shade came, leaned over the back of the couch and kissed me deeply as her fingers toyed with my nipples. Kim's mouth was still on my pearl, her fingers pistoned in and out of me.

I couldn't hold out much longer. "Please Shade, I need to come. Say it."

"I love you Destiny," she whispered. "Come for me lover." I exploded. I couldn't imagine it was possible to have so much energy after the shattering explosions with Shade. But they're all so unique. Elements of the same, each slightly different. The first was more a slow, gradually tightening rope - if that makes sense. This was a quick spreading heat, bursting from deep inside, not wild like the first, but it filled me with warmth just the same. It was sweet. I loved feeling my body in the glow of that sort of orgasm. Then again, the worse one I ever had was delicious. His name started with a "D," ended in "Y," and had "asshole" in the middle. Easy to write that now; it was impossible in the moment. It had, of course, slipped away. Shade kissed me once more, then came around to her sister and kissed her. She whispered, in their language, in Kim's ear. Kim smiled and nodded. "See you both in a few hours," a wave, and she was out the door. In my liquid condition I was unable to get up which suited me just fine. Suited Kim just fine as well.

She came and kissed me. "I hate you but that was wonderful. There's really no reason for you to rush and take your shower now Destiny. Cai is going to have special instructions about that. In fact, I'll be in the shower with you." You what? "Shade didn't tell you? Hmm, I'll have to ask her about that. Yes, there are some things she's going to need to check on before the costume gets put in place." My god, what the hell is going on here? "I actually didn't get off listen ..." She blushed and stopped. So she had listened!! I waited. "Can I get a little relief?"

It's like this: I like Kim but she's way too pushy and doesn't seem to get the notion of boundaries. So, I dropped the bomb. "Shade told me she loves me a week ago Monday." Kim's face showed her surprise. I nodded, "Yup, I kind of had to drag it out of her but not too much dragging was required. You were right about one thing. She was able to show me, she just didn't know how to say it."

Kim broke into a big smile as I spoke. She leaned over and kissed me. I let her. It wasn't that kind of kiss. I knew it from the moment her lips touched mine. No heat in the kiss, not a hint of passion. Just, well, for lack of a better word, love! Happiness maybe? Love as in small l. More than 'I love your dress.' Less than 'I love you!' I don't know. She may have been serious but hearing what her sister said took the air out of that fire.

"I'm happy for my sister and I'm happy for you Destiny." Heartfelt and real!

"Thank you Kim. That's very sweet. I suppose after two early morning blasts of pleasure I need some energy." She laughed, took my cup, and poured me some fresh, hot coffee. She set it in front of me. I took her hand, brought her to my lips and gave her a gentle kiss. She smiled. God in heaven I hope that's the last of that mess.

At about 9:30 the intercom buzzer sounded. Kim answered and told the doorman to send the guest up. I had put Shade's robe on, much to Kim's amusement. It was somewhat amazing. Cai was nearly a triplet; same height, similar build, same straight black hair. She bowed slightly; she and Kim kissed each others cheeks, both sides. I saw her quick glance. Seeing me look at her she turned quickly back to Kim. They spoke briefly. Kim took my hand and led me to the shower. I took off my robe without being asked and hung in on the back of the bathroom door. I saw Cai's eyes give me a once over. She spoke to Kim, reached into a satchel and handed her a plastic bottle. Kim reached in, turned on the shower, waited a minute, then we entered. Each had to raise their voices a bit over the water. Kim told me to wash my hair; I did. She squirted the soap into her hand, rubbed one against the other, and began to wash me. Yes, by hand. I was startled; she smiled. Yeah, the cat ate the canary smile. It was, um, nice. There were a lot of squirts. Dammit people!! Of soap!! Into her hand! Aw geez. Yeah, it was that kind of shower too!!

I was pretty sure she was trying to ... but I didn't. Enough said!! If you must know all it took was seeing what I saw on that dreadful night not all that long ago. Okay? At some point, Kim opened the shower door after turning the nozzle toward the far wall. Damn! Cai, apparently, wanted to be sure I really was clean; her version. I was really curious now. And yeah, I was aroused. And yeah, Kim noticed. And yeah, she was amused. Bitch!

We toweled off. More specifically Kim dried herself; Cai dried me. She used a hair dryer and soft brush on my short black hair. Kim told me to lift my arms. Cai checked carefully, everywhere, for any little bit of moisture. That included me bending over and Cai, using clean tissues, checking both my ass and baby -- closely. Puhleez!! In her defense it was clear this was not for her amusement or my arousal. Kim, at Cai's beckoning, had applied Nair (in the shower) to the rather sensitive skin on my ass. I have no clue. I figured it was best not to ask. Upon 'inspection' she seemed satisfied. My underarms and legs were done earlier when Shade and I showered. Baby? She's still baby smooth. I do have dark black hair but I don't have any on my arms if you wondered.

I sat on the toilet as Cai tended to my feet. A thorough drying and a soft puff put a cloud of powder on each foot. Once satisfied Cai told me (through Kim) to stand, arms out, feet spread. She told me to purse my lips; Kim demonstrated. She handed Kim a nose plug and goggles that she squished into my eye sockets. I felt my skin being dusted by something feathery and light. It tickled. In some places it was delightful; others even better. Being sensory deprived heightened the experience. She was remarkably deft, extremely thorough, obviously professional.

The ceiling fan fought the good fight to take the fluff out of the air. A pair of clear, snug plastic footies was slipped over my feet. They felt like soft, tight nothings. Clear, one piece, seamless. I was enjoying whatever I was being prepared for. That was about to change!

Cai spoke; Kim translated. I saw the clear plastic in her left hand and a syringe-looking thing in her right. Kim explained that they would protect my nipples. Dandy! "The tube covers the nipple; the syringe draws out any air left and seals it." Ow! It hurt! And that was just the flick to get the nipple to stand up ... yet again. End result? As the saying goes, 'There's good and bad in everything!' Hurt like a bitch and felt incredibly amazing.

When Cai went to her knees and peered at baby I panicked a little. Um, no chic, that's a no-fly zone. Well, someone else was in charge of this body - again! Kim explained that my pearl was to be protected. From what I wasn't told. Well isn't that just dandy. I decided not to look. Kim had used the word 'sucker.' Okay, I had been both the sucker and the suckee. But I had the feeling she meant whatever it was in a very different context. Oh my god was I right!! I felt the damn thing being attached then the whatever it is do what it did. I tensed, bit my lip. That was when Cai told her and Kim told me to relax. Fuck you and the ... what do they ride in on? How can it hurt so good?

Monty and Carol had still more 'prizes' waiting behind door number three. One involved some sort of plastic tube being put inside my pussy. An explanation barely registered through the fog. I heard the words. One in baby, the other where? Yup, in the 'exit only' area. Sigh! The words 'protect the area from the paint' dimly registered. Paint? So, essentially, each one of my most intimate pieces parts was being protected ... in ways that both felt surprisingly good and deliciously bad. Can anyone explain this to me? Told ya dyke, you signed away more than just a year in the life. Aw geez. Sorry honey. I trust her. Honest! Her? No, your Shade! Do what? I know, I know. Please just go with it. Sheesh! Angels? Where's Clarence when you need him? Hey! Sorry! It's okay.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 04



I slipped that in just to see the kids scratch their heads. Who's Clarence? Honey, he laughed! Yaay! Wait, he what?

Apparently Cai was pleased with ... whatever I was. Kim put the toilet seat down. I stood in front of Cai while she draped a big ole white tablecloth looking thing over my head. It felt like it covered most of my body. Only my head showed. Oh, there are arm holes. Kim slipped an arm through one; I found the other. Cai tied a soft sash around my waist to cinch it off. They led me to the front room. Kim hurried to her bedroom to get dressed. Yup, she'd been naked through all of that.

Cai was deep in thought apparently. I tried to take stock of my body. I snorted saying that. Things tugging, things poking, things tingling ... every which way but loose came to mind! Right turn Clyde! I think it was an orangutan.

Dressed, Kim had to hustle. She grabbed my raincoat and threw it over my shoulders. The two button thing was annoyingly familiar. We scurried to the elevator, then to the car. Kim hurried to the office. All this and all I know is 'paint.' Trick or treat anyone? I giggled. Kim looked. I stuck my tongue out at her. How mature!! Kim hustled us out of the elevator. In Shade's office, the raincoat was removed and I was told to sit, carefully, on the couch. Cai hurried out of the office with Kim and her satchel in tow.

Shade finally came to sit next to me. Her kiss was hot and tender. Oh lord I can't ... not after what Cai did. "Shade, you turn me on and I don't think that's good after all the prepping Cai did." She looked at me with a puzzled look on her face. I shrugged. This was her deal. I did lay my head on her shoulder.

I don't know if they passed quickly or slowly but the minutes passed. Shade stood and said, "It's time." She kissed me, took my hand, and led me to the conference room. Some sort of contraption had been set up on the floor on a big plastic liner. It seemed to be a put together piece. Rather than explain it, I'll explain me ... and how I fit into the puzzle.

Because I 'towered' over them a small stool was on the plastic. Kim unfastened the sash from my waist. Cai drew the table cloth over my head. I heard her sharp tone. Shade blushed; Kim giggled. Um! Cai came around, went to a knee, and dabbed at baby with cotton balls. Good news and better news. Baby is dry and it felt sweet!!

Back on the stool, Cai fastened loose restraints to each wrist holding my arms high and wide. Stepping down, she moved my feet to the exact position outside of the 'feet' of the metal device. I got it. She wanted my feet apart so that whatever she'd do would make the intimate parts of my inner thigh, and more, easily available. Dear god!

Just as all this was going on everyone from the office wandered in. Every single one stopped, stared, looked at one another, then Shade, then back at me. What can I do but smile? I did notice they were all in costume.

Shade said to the quickly filling room, "Ladies take your seats. We'll be starting shortly." They did and she did.

"Happy Halloween everyone. I love your costumes. I think you'll all agree we like Destiny's the best." Jaws dropped, mine included. Oh! I noticed there was one holdout on the costume front. Yup! Stacy. You won't be surprised if I tell you my eyes sought her out first. She never made eye contact through the whole thing. I thought back to what she'd told me. Had she been under the desk when this afternoon and evening was being planned? God I hope not lover. But her stony silence told me she'd been an unwilling party to it all.

"I've hired a professional, experienced body painter to decorate my Destiny ..." Yes, she said it just like that! "... in her costume. Cai is wonderful. You see the contraption she's hooked Destiny to. It's to allow her to paint what needs to be painted in the exact order she determines. Cai, please begin." Kim translated, Cai bowed and began.

I'm not going into a lot of detail on the doing. I don't understand it, had never experienced or dreamed of it. I can speak to what it felt like and how I felt during it all. I've taken quite a bit of time to write, re-write, and edit this. I hope I do it justice ... for your sake! After all, I tell you my tale because ... shrug ... I hope you feel what I felt, see what I saw, cry when I cry, and ... um!!

What I saw of it depended on where she was painting. It might have been anticipation, could have been the unknown, was most likely how soft the brushes were, and I know it was the eyes on me. Their eyes ate me up. Their costumes? Giggle. Let me tell you about the painting first. Then I'll tell you about the hijinks amongst my fellow workers!!

With all those eyeballs on me I was in a state before the first bit of paint coated my skin. I spoke of brushes ... yes, there were spots that soft bristles caressed. There were other parts where the paint was sprayed. Then there was the layering.

Everything from the soft plastic things on my feet to just below my knees was painted a bright red. After each water-based coat was applied Kim used a hair dryer, set low, away from my skin, to accelerate the drying process. A bright coral blue was applied from my hips to just below my knee. All this happened apart from me. I saw eyes watching me, looking at each other, eyeing me. The non-verbal communication was as enthralling as their eyes on me. I saw fast blinking eyes, lips being licked. Shaky hands took sips of beverages. Whispers, giggles and more were exchanged.

I made eye contact with Shade. Dear god. Her face was already flushed and we were barely fifteen minutes into it. From what I saw she only had eyes for me. I made my eyes as soft as possible, mirroring how I felt, and tried to give her what I saw in hers. She smiled. Oh yay! While this was going on I felt dabs and swishes with the soft bristles ... I'll do my very best here. Think a thousand eyelashes blinking on just one spot. That was how feathery light the bristles felt as they glided over my skin. I could only guess they were evening out whatever minor flaws Cai saw. Have you ever loved your lover with eyelashes? Has she? It's so tender, barely felt, making it all the more intimate. Judge Ito break! Wink!

Cai appeared to feel good about the blue. She went back to the boots and, after the tape, painted a white vertical stripe up the front and at an angle from the high point of the 'boot' to and around the back of my leg. All coordinated with the blue. Much of the white was done with the brush. It sure felt fabulous!! I did my very best not to tremble. And this was not my most sensitive skin. No, that was higher on my inner thighs and on the very inside at the intimate delta and in the scoop of my hips. Swirls of the soft brush were not unlike my lover's soft tongue. Goosebumps elbowed each other like Filene Brothers brides-to-be for space on more than my legs!! Yeah, for a non author that one brought a smile to my face!

Once the blue over the hips was finished to her satisfaction the brush was called on. I have no idea how many she used. A white outline was painted just above my pubic bone that went from front to back. Another was painted maybe an inch beneath. It scalloped sharply down over the dip of my hip to my pubis. Now I understood the spread legs and the rest. Yes ... over, under, around and through if you will. Kim did her thing with the hair dryer. The room wasn't chilly but the dryer, while far enough away to not be hot, was warm enough to contrast with what chill there was in the room. My nipples screamed in both pain and delight.

Cai had already begun to paint my torso. Oh it was paint alright. This base covered every last little bit of everything above the pubic bone. Thus the term 'base.' My hair may have been short but Cai made sure not a strand got in the way of her art. Fuck my hair!! The base, from here to eternity, (wink!) is what I want to talk about. Now I know why my arms, nearly dead from lack of blood flow, are where they are. The brush came in to play as well. Thank you god! When you've got girls like I've got girls there's skin that needs ... special attention. Cai said something to Shade. She stood, came in front of me, and held my breasts by those infernal plastic things while Cai brushed gold paint on the underside of my breast. One Cai was satisfied it dried thoroughly she painted the skin on my torso beneath my breast. All the while Shade's hands cupped my breast. Got the picture? My eyes never left hers and vice versa! Shade got the better of the deal. She got to hold my breast; I got to not squirm, not cum, and not blush.

While Kim wielded the dryer, Cai wielded the sweetest instrument of lovely tension I've ever known and I fucked Shade with my eyes. I kid you not!! I told her how hot she made me, how incredibly sexy I felt with everyone looking at me, and how intimate this was -- all with my eyes. Hers were hard to read. She seemed excited yet guilty about me being on such complete display for every last one in the room. I was way beyond caring about that!! Enough about Shade and I loving each other with our eyes. Back to Cai making love to me with her paint brush! I finally figured out what that skin tone was that covered so much of my upper torso. It was Shade's. Not dark, not light, but a very light shade of not quite yellow, not quite brown. Her skin is as intoxicating as every other damn part of her.

Cai made sure every little bit was just the way she wanted it to be. I glanced at the clock. Dear god -- it was already after one. It felt like no more than thirty minutes!!! Astounding! Cai went off on a lengthy tangent that took a full thirty seconds. It felt like the old saying, 'Ten pounds jammed into a five pound bag.' Hands flung here, there; fingers slipping over flesh high and low. Pinching this, caressing that, not a bit of it sexual ... and I tingled with every damn touch.

Moving ahead ... Cai felt the torso was complete. A good bit of tingly flesh, from just above my breasts to just above the soon-to-be panty line, was painted gold. After it dried to her satisfaction (and mine!) the paint brush laid on a coat of red just above my hips, on my tummy, winding their way close to, but not to, my back. As Kim's dryer did what it should, the brush laid thin black lines ... too many, too long ... and every bit of it was beyond delicious. Stacy looked up every now and then. As the pattern became complete, her eyes widened. I caught the slight turn of a smirk. I love you baby. I'm okay with this. It's fun and I'm enjoying being eye candy for the office.

Speaking of which!!! Give an office full of women one of their own on display and they do what they do, especially decked out in their own costumes. Let your imagination run on that point!! Yowsa! It was amazing how they paired up. Revealing too. I caught Shade's eyes. Amused was the word. The ever-present eye!

I flitted back to Stacy. Her face had lost all emotion. Had she seen me look at Shade? Honey, you know the score!

I wish I could say my arms got some relief. But between the first skin tone base, the gold being overlaid, the red being painted on, and random black on and around my breasts (all pointing to my nipples) I could see why Cai still had me in the desperately uncomfortable position.

Cai used the stool for this next. Bobby pins in a plastic container were produced. Kim held the container; Cai pinned hair on my forehead back. The brush painted my forehead, one side then the other. A different color (red), a different brush and more painting was done on what felt like my nose. Kim used the dryer standing on the stool. Cai used a brush to paint black lines on my tummy. I couldn't see. I had been told to keep my chin up, eyes straight ahead, head still. Cai spoke, exchanging places with Kim. Satisfied that my forehead was dry she used the brush and black paint to highlight the star (It felt like a star) and the other paint.

Kim stood on the stool dryer in hand. She made eye contact often. She registered amusement, excitement and arousal. I guess it's pretty hard not to feel something for a naked woman so close to you. Her arousal was evident.

My hair is short but, once Cai was satisfied her artwork on my forehead was completely dry, it was put into a hair net. Cai told me (again) to keep my neck still and my head high. She painted my neck, red, front to back. She painted something directly on my throat. I had to put my head back and my jaw up to help keep the skin taut. It tickled!

I nearly cried with relief when my arms were released from the cuffs. Kim held my left arm above the elbow and my hand rested on her fisted hand. Cai painted maybe eighteen inches of skin from just above the wrist up in a shiny silver. She moved my arm so that she could paint all of the skin. Once satisfied, Shade held the other arm and hand as Cai painted there. I still had to keep my neck high so I couldn't look at her.

I could feel Shade's presence. I wanted to see the finished product. I knew what the costume was but not how I looked. I felt sexy as hell. I needed a kiss, wanted to give Shade a kiss, and needed to go potty.

After dabbing at the paint on my neck with yet another cotton ball I was told I could move my head. Each arm had a big red star painted on a forearm. The sisters took turns with the dryer. Once the cotton balls pronounced me dry I lifted my arms high; spread my legs wide and Cai did a full body inspection of every last inch of me. The clock on the wall said that a nearly impossible four hours had been spent transforming me from Destiny to Wonder Woman.

For the first time all afternoon Cai smiled, nodded at Shade and spoke. "Only one thing left to do." Yeah don't I know it! The pussy and ass devices were removed first. I was so turned on after all this time I worried that Cai's completely non-erotic touch would send me into orbit. Fortunately it did not. The daunting task of the suction cups covering my precious pearl and still-throbbing nipples was ahead. No way to minimize the damage so the next best thing was done. Cai, Kim and Shade each took one and they were all removed at the same time. I nearly crumpled in pain, shock, and from the orgasm that screamed through me. The pain was overwhelming as blood rushed where there had been none. I still can't explain why but the pain served to heighten the blinding bliss of my orgasm. All three of them did their best to keep me on my feet. Shade was crying; maybe because I was.

I whispered "Bathroom" in her ear. She kept her arm around my waist and led me through the door to the nearby ladies room. She pushed open a stall and helped me sit. Modesty? Are you kidding me? She stood and kept watch while I peed. Oh lord, the blessed relief! I worried terribly about wiping and messing up the paint. But I did and it was fine. Well, okay, I didn't really wipe, I dabbed, kind of like Cai and her cotton balls.

I didn't mention them much did I? They were so soft against my intensely sensitive skin. I can't imagine a woman reading who's not nodding. The thousand eyelashes? Think how many cotton balls she used, how many are in your average store bought bag. I didn't keep count but I bet she uses a whole bag per body and I'm not that tall. I digress.

After I washed and dried my hands I kissed Shade like we hadn't seen each other for weeks. I could feel amusement in her kiss. I didn't give a hoot. I did, however, want to see what I looked like. So I stood back away from the mirror. Holy mother of god! I looked a little like an Oriental Wonder Woman. The skin tone I mean. The costume? Oh dear; I don't know what or how but it was simply fabulous. I looked at Shade with eyes that spoke of later.

"Four hours getting painted and you want to know about taking it all off." Destiny needs to work on the whole inscrutable thing!! The books I read talk about cops, criminals, and lawyers and what they call 'tells.' A term, as I understand it, from poker. I had to laugh. I thought back to that Friday in July. Shade pushed all in with a bluff. I tried to figure out if she was bluffing, made the mistake of getting angry, and signed a year of my life away. She laughed so hard I had to hold her up when I told her what I was thinking! God I hate her. I'm smiling like the village idiot too!! Go figure.

Shade led me back to her office. Kim and Cai were there, talking on the couch. Cai, ever the artist, wanted to check me out yet again. Shade 'helped' her, much to Cai's amusement. Kim was laughing watching me struggle.

"Cai wants me to tell you that you're among the very best of her subjects. She hopes you enjoyed it as much as she did." Shade was smiling as she told me. I looked at Cai. All five feet nothing of her was beaming with pride. I did what felt right. I wrapped her in my arms and gave her a kiss. I guess that shocked her. She stiffened, didn't open her mouth when I offered my tongue. I held the kiss and didn't push. I felt her relax. I didn't make it too long. That didn't feel right. But I wanted to communicate that I enjoyed it. It was the most exotic and unusual experience I'd had.

I'm not telling anyone to go find themselves an Oriental chic and get body painted. If I wasn't with Shade I never would have met Cai. She truly is an artist, uniquely gifted. To me, at least, she's every bit the painter as someone who puts oils on a canvas. She had the entire costume in her head. Did she add personal touches? I have NO way of knowing nor do I care. I loved it, I looked fantastic, and I let her know with my kiss. She did blush!

I needed a nap, I needed some food and there was still the little detail of whatever Shade had planned for tonight. I'd been so wrapped up in all of this I'd forgotten about the rest. My tummy screamed its displeasure. Thankfully I had a raincoat. Okay, this was one time I wouldn't mind riding up twenty three floors, naked, without a coat! There, I said it!

Kim and Cai rode in Kim's car. Shade promised me that she had instructions on how to rinse all of this off me after whatever tonight was. I tried but she wouldn't even give me a sniff. About the party. Shade promised me that Kim would make dinner. I was too hungry. I made an English muffin, smirked and put grape jelly on it. I brought it to the couch where Shade was. She looked at in and laughed.

"You are such a devil Destiny. I couldn't stop laughing. Kim was mortified."

I shrugged, smiling. "I knew you'd be coming out of the bedroom after dressing. It seemed like a pretty funny way to have some fun at your sister's expense! I pretty much knew you'd pick up on what I'd done and have her do exactly what you did! And I liked it." We shared a hearty laugh about it all.

Shade was curious about the nipple and pearl thingies. I know - the professional writer. I shrugged and did the best I could. She did tell me she and Cai had talked about what would happen when they were removed. Cai had warned her she'd seen other women react the way I did. Clearly, the decision to do what they'd done had been agreed to in advance.

"You don't mind that we decided to do it that way do you honey?"

"As much as it hurt, that's how amazing the orgasm was Shade. I don't even want to think what it would have been like to have had Cai take them off one at a time." Shade's eyes were intense as I'd responded.

She smiled, nodded, and said, "Okay good! Then I'm glad we did what we did. Thank you lover." She teared up. "I couldn't take my eyes off of you. It was such a turn on watching you being painted. I could see on your face and in your eyes how much you liked it." Oh yaay!! "In a room full of women it felt like there was only you and me." Oh my god!! That is just what I felt through so much of it all. Yeah, I'd seen how everyone else reacted. I let it wash over me, excite me. I was on display but didn't feel exposed. Can you understand? I felt beautiful, feminine and sexy. Oh my god yes. Sexy! Only four, no five, had seen completely nude. I think. Never mind; anyway, that didn't matter. I loved it. I had no idea what the night held but I didn't care one little bit. I looked forward to it.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 04



(I'm editing this. I wrote how many had seen me nude. I laughed. I hope, dear reader, you will appreciate the irony. My 'new normal' only took into account my 'now.' Everyone and everything from before was distant, irrelevant.)

Kim did come home and made dinner. The sisters giggled as I devoured it. Shade reminded me of tonight without giving me any idea of what was ahead. The only thing that tempered my appetite was her lips on mine. Yeah, I got a chuckle writing that. Amazing what a heart can help a girl understand (learn?) about love.

I really did need to get some rest. I didn't think sleep was a good idea plus I wasn't sure I could. Shade told me we had to be at the party around 7 pm. I wanted some quiet time. We agreed that I would lay out on the bed while she showered and dressed. No, I was sure I didn't need a nap. She kissed me and insisted on pulling the sheet over me. I heard the water run in the shower and smiled, thinking of the afternoon.

I was on stage, nothing but a single spotlight on me. I heard the music and could feel the vibe of the crowd pressing in and around me. I was dancing to the music; it was slow, steady, with just the right amount of bass. I felt beautiful, knew every eye was only on me. I tingled, every nerve firing deliciously. I couldn't see faces; didn't care. I felt their eyes devour me. It was erotic; I was limber, loose and free. I was Wonder Woman, on stage, dancing for a crowd. I heard screams as I ran my hands over curves, dips, cupping my breasts, slipping fingers down my hips, teasing, covering pussy and moving suggestively, swaying, licking my lips, thrusting my hips. I felt her eyes on me. I couldn't see her but I felt her. She wanted me. I lost everything but her. I knew others wished for me to be theirs. She was to be the one this night. She moved toward the stage. I felt it build. When she kissed me I would explode. I would be hers. Her eyes never left mine. She came closer still. Please hurry!! I want you to want me!

Out of the darkness she came. Oh my god she's so beautiful. I was still moving, hips swaying, touching, alive, praying, begging with my eyes for her kiss. A kiss will set me free. A kiss will release the fiery ball of energy sitting on the launching pad, waiting for the firing sequence. She came to me with her knowing eyes. No words needed! She put a hand on my face. I bent to her gorgeous face, she kissed me. Ignition sequence begun; we have liftoff!

"Destiny honey, why are you screaming? Are you okay baby? Oh god ... Kim!!" What? Why is Shade here? She was taking a shower! Where am I? I was in the middle of an orgasm and Shade's calling for her sister. Why? Love me baby. Shade was crying. "Destiny, you were asleep. It must have been some kind of bad dream. I'm here lover. It's okay." I pulled her to me, desperate to make love to her. I kissed her, hands roaming over her body. Just love me. Please Shade. She pulled away from me. What? "Honey talk to me. You're scaring me."

I was so frustrated, so horny. And I didn't understand why she pulled away from our kiss.

I told her about the dream. That I'd seen her in the throng, saw her eyes, felt her presence. I saw the understanding come into her eyes. She smiled as I told her how I wanted her to come on the stage. That, though I didn't know who she was, I knew she was the one who would set me free, give me what I needed so desperately. I tried to tell her the rest of it but her mouth stopped me. She kissed me. Oh my god she kissed me. It was my turn to cry. She heard me. She knew!! Oh yes ... you're here, I'm here. Please, please Shade. She did. Details? Oh no. This was just for us!!

As we lay together, after, I smiled as I thought of hearing the door open and close. Poor Kim. Twice in one day. Shade no doubt knew what I did ... the party. THE PAINT! We both eeked, she looked and relaxed. Oh thank god.

Author's Note: As ever, this is a flight of fantasy; completely fictitious. If there is any resemblance to anyone walking among us my apologies. Another author put it so well: "The site is free. The author is 'paid' in comments and votes." I hope you've enjoyed yet another chapter of a rather long tale. Plenty more coming soon!

This chapter is dedicated to Someone very special - LVS!! And Her cmS!! What was written about Libby is so close to my heart for reasons known to S/so F/few. The tears in my eyes are real. My contempt for those who abuse others for fun and/or profit? Hell hath no fury!! "If It Hurts, It Isn't Love" is more than just a book!



Shade's Destiny Ch. 05



Shade's Destiny – Chapter Five

Shade was in her Catwoman costume. She drove. I was curious. The street was familiar. Oh my gosh it can't be. And, of course, it was. I could only shake my head. The raincoat kept curious eyes on the sidewalk from gaping. We'd argued briefly but she was right. The door was open; the coffee shop wasn't full but it was well decorated. Uh huh – D's! Even in costume I knew her. Her eyes were wild with surprise. The low buzz of conversation had screeched to a halt when Shade took the raincoat from my shoulders.

Daisy was clearly stunned. I gave her a kiss hello. That seemed to do the trick. She hugged me and told me how gorgeous I looked. I turned and looked as she and Shade chatted. I saw Stacy, Kim, and ... I laughed. Dorothy, from the building, was there in some hilarious getup. She was nearly drooling looking at me. I recognized those from the office. Oh my gosh. Even in costume, I recognized Jenny, my lawyer, Melissa, my accountant, Alice, the leasing agent for my apartment. She had the decency to blush when we made eye contact. Nope, I'm not doin' that tonight. Nor will I run down the entire list. It seemed the purpose of the party was for Shade to show me off, in costume, to those who knew me. However they knew me. And ya know what? I was totally okay with it. Put that in your peace pipe and smoke it. Well, that was the saying way back when.

I made a point of going to and saying hello to Stacy. "This must be your Matty. Hi, I'm Destiny. You're so cute, every bit as much as Stacy gushes about you." He blushed; Stacy turned a lovely shade of red at 'gushes.' I never gave a thought to the costume. Yes, my nipples, pussy ... aw hell, you know what. Their sex didn't matter; they all looked, gawked, ogled. What was I to do?

Matt really did try, god love him. He is, after all, a man. Put a naked woman in front of him and he's gonna do what they do! Most of the women in the coffee shop did the same. Did their eyes devour me the way his did? Tee hee. Not sayin!

I wound up with Shade, who was chatting with Dorothy. I wondered if Shade saw the lust in my eyes as I came to them. Must have, for she put her hand on my cheek and kissed me hard and deep. I closed my eyes and sighed. Dotty (as she insisted!) wanted details about the costume. Shade looked at me, winked, and asked me to find Cai. I did and brought her back, hand in hand. Shade introduced Cai who only had eyes for Shade. Oh really!! Oh no chic. This will not happen.

Somehow I knew it was inevitable. Stacy and Matt found me at the bar. I gave Stacy a hug and smiled. "Are you having a good time Matt?" My eyes held his for the full eight seconds. Give the dude a break.

"Destiny, Stacy told me about the painting at the office. Cai did an amazing job. I mean no offense but the notion of leaving the, um, parts unpainted was just brilliant." Stacy was beet red. Matt actually did very well – considering. He kept it all very neutral.

I thought I'd raise the stakes ... my eyes on Stacy. "I'm sure Stacy told you what happened when it was all over. How Kim, Cai and Shade took all the plastic pieces from me at once and what happened after." I thought Stacy might just walk away. I decided to take one more. I looked Matt right in the eye and said, "Meeting Stacy was a turning point in my life. I owe her so much for that very random meeting all those years ago." My sweet smile did the trick. He smiled. Stacy turned and ordered another wine. I kept my eyes locked with Matt's. I'm not sure he even noticed what Stacy had done.

I wandered. Oh my gosh! Shelley was there - from the dress shop that Saturday with Stacy. She seemed surprised I remembered her. We chatted. I told her how fabulous the blouses were. She blushed.

Kelly was there; how could I not! Her husband stared. I thought about kissing her but no, that wasn't ... I twirled and said, "Does it look as good up close as it did when Cai painted me?" I'm giggling. It had the same effect as a kiss. I knew it; I'd seen her wide eyes as I was being painted. She was nearly panting. I know what I said. I saw nothing ... but I saw everything!! I could see her eyes darting as I talked. Her husband? Clueless. Giggle.

The night went on. The costumes ranged from dull to fabulous; so did the humans. Shrug. Shade loves me enough to let me wander. I love her enough to kiss her whenever we were close enough ... which was often. There came that time when we both knew we needed ... us. It just so happened that Daisy was talking to Dorothy when Shade and I came to say our goodbyes. While Shade and Daisy had their goodbye kiss Dorothy took advantage to kiss me. All of the months went into that kiss. Writing of it now I can only shake my head. I'm betting if you've stuck with me you aren't the least bit surprised; I wasn't. Daisy seemed embarrassed when we exchanged kisses, as if what Dotty had done had been way out of line. It was; whatever. Shade and I laughed about it on the drive home.

It was approximately 10:30 when Shade locked the door behind us. I collapsed into her arms. Catwoman and I kissed. Marvel at it (wink!) if you wish. I know that the shower took a while. It was somehow very sad to see the day washed down the drain. But I would hold the memories, the feelings and the rest in my heart and head forever. After the shower and after we'd toweled dry, Shade put my collar on. She'd taken it off after we'd showered together early this morning. I'd hardly noticed it not being on with all that went into the day. Even now I find it odd that something, once so reviled, could feel 'normal.' I had a small smile on my lips when I typed the words!

We were quiet together in bed. Shade's head was on my shoulder, her leg between mine. She picked her head up, pressed her lips to mine, lifted, looked in my eyes and whispered, "Thank you!"

Good lord! I had needed a kiss so badly while I was being transformed. I kissed her every chance I got at the coffee shop. We had kissed, often, in the shower just a bit ago. But I was confused about her words and told her so.

Shade put her head back on my shoulder and snaked her arm around me just below my breasts. "It took so long. Cai wanted every last detail just so! Everybody was in awe. I was so aroused, so antsy, and so transfixed at everything I saw in you. You didn't miss a thing the whole time did you?" I smiled and shook my head. She nodded. "I didn't think so. The others were putting on their own little show." Oh I know! "I think it's was almost 'can you top this.'" It really was funny. "I was positive they wanted to see you laugh, smile, do something, anything." Yup, all of the above! "You had to know; I could see it in your eyes." Every little bit. "And I saw you love me too." I was so tired. The tears slid. "I saw you speak to me with your eyes. I loved you back." I felt hers on my skin. "Thank you." It was more than a little bit later before we fell asleep.

We'd agreed before we got into bed not to set the alarm. Good thing too! We were a couple of lazy girls taking our time waking up, stretching, kissing, hugging, body to body. We showered of course. As we were toweling dry I happened to turn to face the sink and mirror. I glanced at myself, closed my eyes to dry my hair, jerked my head up and opened my eyes. The collar, plain black ... no green rhinestones, no B.L.T., was what I saw in the reflection. I hadn't even paid attention when Shade put it on me last night; was too tired, still buzzing after ... oh just after!

I turned and stared at Shade. She had a smile on her face. I pointed to the mirror as I looked at her, doing the 'fish mouth' thing. She nodded, saying, "Well, I think it's clear you're no longer in training." Um, no. "No real reason to announce to the world that you're a lesbian. That just is." Yup, totally agree. "So I decided that it was time for just a plain ole collar." She put a hand behind my head and kissed me like she meant it. I kissed her back letting her know I meant it as well. "Besides, you're mine."

Well, there's the little detail of Stacy that had to be resolved one way or the other. I didn't think it wise to mention we were meeting tomorrow after work. "I am aren't I?"

"Well, there is the little detail of Stacy." What? "But yes, that aside, you are." I hadn't called her 'Boss' in so long I'd almost forgotten about it. I'd deal with Stacy tomorrow. I missed her. But I took Shade in my arms and held her to me. I felt her smile as her head rested on my chest, her arms around me.

"Come on you. We're bums as it is. We need to get dressed. I have appointments so you'll have to get to work on your own." I nodded my agreement. Shade had pulled away and said most of that while headed to her closet. I stood for a moment and looked at the collar. Amazing! I turned to the door and wondered what my costume would be. It would be hard to top yesterdays!!!

I stood, stunned ... yeah, again. Do you remember the blue chiffon blouse I'd bought with Stacy that Saturday way back when? It was on the bed along with my grey skirt, bra, panties and black flats. All mine; as in, my stuff. Who is she? Had Shade been taken by pod people and some alien was getting dressed in our bedroom? She looked over her shoulder and smiled. "You like?" I nodded. Shade shrugged. "It's time. Get dressed honey." Underwear felt so odd. It felt like I should wear that to work. The girls had been without a bra for so long they must have been as surprised as I was. Shade had one more surprise for me. I was getting ready to put my shoes on when she handed me a small package. I looked. Black thigh high stockings. Oh my god!

I'd never worn them; there's a woman on a website who writes extensively about women in thigh highs. Oh, how many nights had she kept me company in my apartment. All those nights I'd thought of her characters and their escapades as my small collection of toys helped ease the frustration of being alone. "I hate pantyhose Destiny. These are so much more feminine, so sexy." Another shock; Shade bent to a knee and put the stocking on my right foot, rolled it up my calf and stretched it high on my thigh. I was so stunned I did little more than gape. She did the same with the other leg. When she finished she touched her fingers to the little damp spot on my panties. I was mortified. "I think someone likes having me put her stockings on!" She stood, pushed me back on the bed, and climbed on top of me. I was breathless, wet and fully dressed. Me! And she wanted me; dear god I was so horny. The bitch kissed me, ground her hips to mine, and climbed off me.

"Come on you. We have to grab a bite to eat and scoot." I let my arms fall to my sides. I was breathing hard from the kiss and the excitement. And the frustration of being left in this state!! I got up, walked to the mirror. I looked gorgeous!! Human even. I needed makeup, perfume, eye shadow. I settled for toast and coffee. Maybe Stacy will let me borrow some of her makeup. No; big mistake. I had one more shock coming. Shade handed me one of my purses. It was the one she took from me on July 12th.

It was too much; I cried. I'm sorry. Maybe it's too stereotypical. I didn't mean to but I did. I felt like a human being again. Shade kissed me again. "I love you Destiny. Now wipe your eyes, the work day beckons." Yup it does. My key was in Shade's basket. But the leash wasn't. I turned; she smiled. I put the key in a little side pocket in my purse and we left together. I kissed Shade as I held the car door for her. I watched her drive out of the garage to her work day, turned and headed to the elevator. I pushed the button and looked in the purse. My pocketbook and a few personal items were still there. But no phone. Oh my god!! The phone!! I'd forgotten about ... the elevator dinged, the door opened and there was Dotty. Shit! Her jaw dropped. I played it cool

"Good morning Dotty. I just saw Shade off and am on my way to catch a cab to work. Hope you had fun last night. It was great seeing you." May you slide under a gas truck and die tasting your own blood!! Yeah, I was still pissed about that kiss last night. I smiled brightly. "Have a great day." I hurried to the elevator and left her standing with her mouth open. I pushed the button for twenty three. I waggled my fingers as the door closed and gave her the finger after it had.

I opened the door to the condo with my hands shaking. I ran to the bathroom and looked in my hiding place. The phone was there!!! Oh my gosh. I locked the door, hurried to the elevator and to the street when it stopped in the lobby. In the cab I pulled out the phone, thumbed it on, and looked. One new message: I love you Destiny! From Shade!! I screamed; the cabbie swerved. I apologized profusely and told him I was okay. My heart was pounding. She knew, she didn't get rid of the phone, and she'd sent me a message. I suppose it made perfect sense. She'd done what she had to protect me. I guessed the text was her way of letting me know she knew and still loved me. I hoped.

I walked into the office. Stacy and Kelly stared. I had to laugh; whole lotta that goin' on today. I set the purse on Kelly's desk and twirled. I grabbed a chair, pulled it in front of her desk and sat down. We decided, as a group, to hurry to the lunch room for fresh coffee. We talked all the way there and all the way back. The topics were the painting, the party and my clothes. Each of them gushed about how sexy the painting was, how cute the party was. Stacy was the one who caught the collar being different. Very little work was done Thursday morning!! I'd arrived at work around 9:30 and Stacy and I went out to lunch at around 11:45. Our usual restaurant. I told her what I wanted, gave her some cash, and looked for our table. Thank god it was empty. I moved my chair and waited. She brought my salad and water with her sandwich and Coke Zero. I snuck the cell phone out of my purse and showed her the text message as I whispered the details. She stared at me, pale as a ghost. I had to know.

"You were awfully disengaged yesterday Stacy. You barely looked at me. What was that all about?" She had just brought the sandwich to her mouth; she stopped, put it down, put her hands in her lap and sat, eyes down. Oh my god. This can't be good. "Stacy, whatever it is please – tell me."

"I was under her desk while Shade was planning yesterday." I'd wondered; she'd just confirmed it.

"What!!" I was furious. Goddamn her. "How long has this been going on?" She didn't answer. "Stacy!"

She shook her head. I waited. She finally looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, "She knows. As things have gotten better for you they've gotten worse for me. I don't tell you because I know you two are in love." Oh my god! "It's okay Destiny. Really; I've not been sitting by idly. I'll be okay. Honest." What the fuck does that mean? I tried and tried but she wouldn't tell me. What she told me broke my heart. "I have to cancel tomorrow. Matt and I have an appointment Friday afternoon. He's out of town today on business. Shade insisted I bring him last night. I know what you did. I love you for it." She finally looked at me when she said that. I tried to smile. "Matt just loves you. He fucked me like a wild man last night ... several times." She had a crooked little smile. "I have no idea how he had the energy to make his early flight. You looked super hot Destiny." I blushed. I felt so bad for my friend and so glad. I know she loves him. Good for them. If my costume and the pieces parts that weren't painted helped them get through the night then it was all worth it!! I squeezed her hand.

"You can't say anything Destiny. Matt can't know. About her, about us. Please, if you have feelings for me then please don't say anything. I can't lose my marriage and my ..." Oh my god!! Is this what it's about? She worried about this bullshit job? Oh no, not on my watch chickie!! Shade and I were gonna have a come to Jesus meeting tonight!! This is going to stop!!

It dawned on me like a flash of lightning in a sweltering summer sky. "Matt won his case. Partnership has been offered and you've convinced him to move but stay in the firm. Or he's been offered a partnership in another firm out of town. That's it isn't it? He's interviewing and you have an appointment with a realtor don't you?" Goddamn.

She tried her best to hide the smirk but failed – badly. A shake of the head told me I had it right; some of it at least.

"I have no idea how you pieced that together but yes, close enough. I've had enough Destiny." That was when she lifted her head and made eye contact. "Fuck that bitch. Pardon the pun. She can't touch me out of state. The trial ended October 19th. He's been talking with a recruiter who's been scouting around for us. This will be his third interview with a firm ..." She looked at me. "Maybe it's better if you don't know." I smiled and nodded. "Please don't be angry Destiny. I hoped things between us would go very differently. But I'm glad in a way. You and Shade seem to have turned a corner and I need to get away from all of this." Her eyes got very soft as she said, "I hope you know I'll never forget you."

I bit my lip and nodded. "Don't you worry lover. You were the gateway to my new life." We sat quietly, each with our own thoughts. I said what I was thinking. "I hope we can have one more time together before you leave."

Stacy buried her head in her hands. Her shoulders shook. It broke my damn heart to see her in such agony. I didn't love her like I do Shade. I did wonder ... damn, have wondered, if we could ever be close enough to say we were in love. I guess I would always wonder what might have been. How ironic huh? Me, the straight woman from good old Kokomo, wondering if she could love the married woman from Chicago!! What a world!!

I leaned in and whispered to her. A little smile and a nod; I took the tray with most of our uneaten lunch, dumped the food in the trash and tossed the tray on the stack. Stacy followed me to the ladies room and to the handicapped stall. I locked the door. She fell into my arms and we kissed. Dear god I've missed her!! I'd seen her eyes last night. While Matt had been doing his best ... the poor guy ... Stacy had devoured me with her eyes. It was only out of the corner of my eye but I knew it and loved her for it. It was why I kept my eyes on Matt the whole time.

She didn't need to know; neither did he. I didn't know if we could or should have one more time together. I did know Shade had a major dressing down coming!! Yeah, if you're wondering, all that while I kissed her. I will miss my Stacy!! We headed back to the office and the rest of our lives.

Shade called around three to tell me she'd be by around five; we had a stop to make on the way home. Okay. I asked how her day was going and smiled at her enthusiasm. I told her the truth – I love her. I stewed after the call ended. Goddamn her!!

The day had been so topsy turvy (how can mickey not know those words?) that I hadn't turned my computer on. I did - and got yet another shock. Stills of last night floated across my screen. What? Oh my god. It had to be Kim taking pictures of me with ... as the pictures floated on and off of the screen I tried to remember. I hadn't seen a flash one time. The pictures were not posed. Oh!! I remember that one. Kim asked me to pose with Shade and Daisy. More candids. I laughed. I forgot ... a picture of all of the office staff and me, each of us in costume ... except for Stacy. Why hadn't I notice? There were several of Shade and me kissing. How cute!! Catwoman and Wonder Woman kissing. Talk about your Twitter scandal!! I don't think I got a single bit of work done Thursday.

The office was quiet. Yes, I wondered, yet again, if 'the word' had been put out. I got in the car at five, kissed Shade hello and we headed out. She was bubbly talking about her day. She asked about mine. I told her about Kelly, Stacy and I spending most of the morning jabbering. She smiled and nodded.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 05



"Where are we going Shade?"

"Tessa's." No further explanation ... okay! Another one whose eyes devoured me last night. I made sure to stay clear of her!! She was one of the few (male or female) who really did make me feel naked and vulnerable. I kept that to myself. Even in rush hour traffic the trip didn't take that long. Hand-in-hand we walked to the front door. Tessa beamed when she saw us. If she was surprised by my clothes she did a bang up job of hiding it! Her greeting was warm as ever for Shade. She tried to hug me. No fucking way! I leaned as far away as I could and turned my face away from her kiss. I knew there would be questions on the way home.

Blondie led me to the chair. Apparently she knew why I was here. She had some sort of instrument in her hand as she went to the four letters in my left ear. They were removed one by one and were replaced by two others. But these didn't have the locking device just simple studs underneath. The whole thing didn't take but a couple of minutes. Blondie's eyes danced as she looked at me. Oh go fuck yourself!! I smiled as she held the mirror. An S and a D? I was confused. I turned to look at Shade. She smiled through tears. Blondie reached for my hand to help me from the chair and led me to Shade. She kissed me. I felt the collar being undone. Totally confused, I kept my eyes on Shade. She smiled. I felt a new collar slip around my throat; it was fastened. Shade held a mirror so I could see. 'Shade's Destiny.' The entire staff was clapping and screaming. I was ... paralyzed. Beyond stunned. I could feel my heart pound. I saw her eyes. They were love. Shade's Destiny! There were so many ways to parse the words. My super computer zipped through them. Were we really? How unlikely, how impossible, how perfect, and how beautiful.

Blondie led me back to the chair. She had tears in her eyes. She and Red apparently were tasked to do my nails. I closed my eyes. Shade's Destiny. I was so angry about Stacy; so happy about yesterday and last night. Some of it spoke to more than our names. There was more beneath it all. Destiny? Were we fated to be together? Too much too soon. Not even my supercomputer could process it all, especially when adding in the wild card of ... love!! No computer known could factor in all the complexities of that emotion. It spread through me like the heat from a spend ... that deep from the core, oh my god thank you lord glow. The heat that found its way to the furthest extremities. The heat that stayed with me long after the pleasure of the orgasm faded.

The fabulous Foreigner song 'I Want To Know What Love Is' floated by. A thought flitted past. Was this love like it was with him? Oh my god. I tried to put that train smash out of my head. I needed to keep my wits about me. If I had any left. Even now, so long after, I remember how completely scattered I felt. It was rather scary!

We were in the car on the way home. I looked at my nails. Clear coat? I just shook my head. I had a pretty funny thought. I wanted to get to the condo and get naked!! Talk about your new normal!! What had been humiliating had, as Kim said, become so familiar. I really did have that thought! It's easy for me to smile at it as I type. In the moment I craved what was known. Does anyone understand? Anyone???

I was so into my own head I had no idea where we were or recognition that Shade had pulled into a parking space in a little strip mall. "I'll be right back." Gone and back quickly. Food! Yum. We hadn't eaten much of our lunch and I was reminded how hungry how I was. I held the bag; carried it on the elevator and into the condo. I set it on the kitchen counter and headed to the bedroom. I took off the fabulous blouse and skirt and kicked off the shoes. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my reflection. New collar, new nails (hands and feet) and more. I debated. Who am I?

I took off my bra. The girls let me know that, while it felt odd bring cooped up, they liked it. I held one in each hand. Pretty good for my age. I giggled; just thinking about them brought my nipples to life. I rubbed my thumb over each one. A little reward. I took off my panties. Here I am, Destiny in thigh highs. Those I most definitely liked!! So that's how I was dressed when I went out for dinner. Shade turned in her chair and laughed.

I bent to give her a kiss. "This is your fault ya know. I got so accustomed to being naked here that it feels rather odd having clothes on. So this is sort of a nice half measure." She ran her hand up the inside of my thigh ... all the way up. "Uh uh, no dessert before dinner!" I sat down and began to eat. Store bought isn't the same as Kim's but I was so hungry I didn't care.

I could feel Shade's foot on my leg. I smiled and snuck a glance at her. Nothing; I kept eating. The food was good; I was hungry. She snaked her way up my leg. I knew what the game was. Or thought I did.

"I don't want you to see Stacy again." It was like getting slapped in the face. I got up from the table and stormed to the bedroom, locking the door behind me. I was so angry I was shaking. I had stewed all afternoon about what Stacy had told me. I wanted to at least finish dinner before getting into this. I put on Shade's robe and paced back and forth in a fury. I wanted to shake some sense into her. Saying that was treating me as property. I wasn't willing to be with her on that basis. Not going forward anyway. That's why the question kept coming back. Lovers or not; I will, would, walk away from the whole thing if she insisted on doing stupid stuff like what she'd just said.

Inspiration! I found the black bag in the closet, saw what I was looking for and slipped it in the pocket of the robe. "Open the door please." Oh you bet! Shade stood, arms folded. I dragged her into the room and to the bed.

"Take off your clothes!" She stared. "Take off your clothes! I mean it. Tonight you're going to be the one naked and I'm going to be in this robe. Take off your clothes! Now!" My voice rose with each of those last words to a full scream. Anger radiated from her eyes. Fine. I walked to her and ripped the blouse off, buttons flying everywhere. She lifted her hand to slap me. I grabbed it. "You can't win. I'm bigger and stronger. I really don't want this to get ugly Shade. Please take off the rest of your things! Or I will."

"Why are you insisting I take off my clothes Destiny?" God I don't want to do this. I know we have to go through the fire together or this will end. I have no idea where I'm going but I think this is the way we have to do it.

"We need to talk Shade. You need to get naked. The clothes are symbolic. You need to make yourself vulnerable and talk with me." I hope I'm saying this right. "Do you love me?" It was a shaky smile but she nodded and smiled. "Then go on faith, trust that I love you too, and let's try this ... together." She sat for the longest time; I waited. She unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. The skirt came next, then the panties. Only her thigh highs remained.

"Where do you want to start Destiny?"

I shook my head. "All of it." I knew why; I had mine on. This was about her. I waited. She sighed, shook her head, and rolled the thigh highs from each leg. I came to her, kissed her, took her hand, and we walked to the dining room table.

"We need to clear the table before starting. No food fights." She smiled. We cleared the table and set everything on the kitchen counter. I held a chair; she sat. I sat across from her.

"First, before anything else, I love you. Stacy told me what's been going on Shade. It's not right. You can't win my heart by beating her down. You should know me better than that. But I know that this is about you. You told me some of it that night." She nodded. "I'm putting cards on the table here. I will walk away. You will lose me. I don't want to, it will hurt me very badly but I will. We have ... no, if this is a relationship it has to be an equal one. Shade and Destiny. Partners, equals, friends, lovers. Why do you demean her the way you do? Tell me."

"I don't know."

"Oh bullshit. You do. Now get in there, deep inside, and drag this out. We'll drag it out kicking and screaming if we have to." She smiled. I admit; the words popped into my mind. You're welcome honey. Angel? Oh my gosh! "Come on Shade. We've got some hard work to do tonight. But I'm worth it."

She started to cry. The words began as a slow trickle; so did the tears. Here's the deal. A lot of what was said that night was of a very intense, very, very personal nature and I'm just not going to embarrass Shade by repeating it. What I will share is what I already asked about: Stacy. As I suspected it came down to this: Shade was afraid of losing me. She knew Stacy and I had been seeing each other, suspected it might blossom into love if it continued, and basically tried to drive a wedge between us by treating Stacy like she had. I was angry but it was, in a way, already water under the bridge. That's all the detail I'm prepared to give. That was not, however, all there was!!

Shade continued. Some of it was me questioning, some of it was prodding. I sensed we had gotten deep when she shut down, completely refused to go any further, wouldn't talk about what else was going on. Was I making a mistake? I'm not a shrink, don't want to be. I'm her lover. I had one hole card; she'd told me she'd been in therapy and hadn't allowed the psychologist to get too deep. I wasn't surprised. She sat still. Wouldn't talk, shook her head, wouldn't respond to questions. Absolutely shut down! What I did next was risky. I needed to force the issue ... or thought I did. I got up, came to her side of the table, kissed her, and went behind her. As quickly as I could I grabbed a wrist, clicked on the cuff, pulled it behind her, grabbed the other wrist, and clicked it shut.

She went absolutely crazy! Screamed at me, called me every name in the book and some others I'd never heard ... in her language and ours. Crying, yelling, threatening ... I kept my eyes on hers and sat quietly with my hands folded on the table. At one point the intercom buzzed. I told Wally, on the front door, that we were fine. We were having a very intense conversation. I apologized for the noise but assured him everything was fine. We'll see if that worked. I did lock and latch the door with the chain.

I went back to my chair. The screaming continued. I got up, filled a glass with water and ice and brought it to her. She spat in my face. I wiped my face on the sleeve of her robe. It was disgusting but I should have known. "Please take a few sips. You're starting to get hoarse from the screaming." Her eyes were filled with hate. I took the glass to my chair and waited. The crying started again. I waited. It broke my heart to hear such pain from someone I love so dearly. I prayed she was getting close to breaking through ... to that place she'd never allowed herself to go before. I sat. My palms bled from my nails digging into them. I could not cry with her. I was dying inside, in agony for the woman I love.

Yes, I thought of the irony that night. Shade had seen something in me – or so she said. Whatever. I embrace the fact that I'm a lesbian. I'm happy to be in love with a woman, this woman. Completely at peace with who I am. Did I like all of it along the way? God no. Shade or no Shade I am a lesbian. I'm very grateful to Shade. She has my heart for very different reasons. She's a good person, a fabulous sister, a generous boss, a hard worker. There's more ... but those are some of the qualities that I'm attracted to. Back to Shade.

To say 'I won' or 'Shade lost' would be obscene! That was hardly the goal. What she did that night was finally begin to let the real her come to the surface. I have to choose my words carefully. Shade had built a wall around her heart. She did what she did so those around her wouldn't see who she was. She said it one night; I'd suspected. She opened up. She healed the wounds by tearing herself apart. She scraped herself raw in order to give birth to an authentic Shade. It was an emotional, horrible, wonderful night. I cried with her. She asked me for some water. I smiled; she drank and thanked me. I kissed her and undid the handcuffs. She slapped me, then cried, threw her arms around me and thanked me. We cried some more.

Shade asked me to make love with her that night. We did; I did what she asked. We're really very good together. I'd never seen her ... It was a beautiful night. Tender, sweet, raw, hard, fabulous, and beautiful.

We showered after waking up Friday morning. Shade brought me an outfit to wear. I'm not even going to bother to describe it. Each piece of it was my clothing from, um, before. I looked at it and thought 'boring.' We would have to talk about this. Maybe tonight. During breakfast Shade told me she had a vacation planned for the three of us ... we'd be leaving on Tuesday the 20th and returning on Monday the 26th. I asked where we were going. She kissed me and said it was a surprise. Fabulous! She also let me know there was a party planned for Monday the 12th after work. I could only laugh when she told me it was going to be at Daisy's. Again, no other details. I insisted Shade drive me to work; I had my own surprise.

I closed and locked her office door. I looked my heart in her eyes and softly told her to give me all the discs that had Stacy's name on them. She began to argue; I raised a hand. My eyes were hard; they made it clear this was a deal breaker, last night aside. I never raised my voice, my eyes never left hers. Years passed in the seconds that followed. Shade turned, unlocked the cabinet, searched and found four discs. She brought them to me.

"Thank you Shade. That can't be very easy for you but neither was last night." I kissed her and put my hand on her cheek. "No one will ever hear what was said. No one." She teared up and nodded. "Now go make some money to pay for this trip to god knows where."

Kelly looked at me with questioning eyes when I came out of Shade's office. I winked.

"You and I are the only two here today right?

She shook her head. "No, Stacy's here too." I was a little surprised. Stacy had told me the other day she was taking today off. I would ask when we talked. I headed to my office and the day ahead. I had a bunch of stuff to do. October needed to be closed out, bills needed to be paid. Commissions would be calculated and checks cut for Shade's signature. Boring, mundane and essential! Those who didn't have direct deposit would be in to get paid. An interesting 'test.' I called Shade when I finished commissions and checks. She thanked me and gave me an approximate ETA. Good – if anyone called I could relay the information!

I was excited about giving Stacy the DVDs. She needed to know she was free. I didn't mean to imply that she and Matt should stay, though I would have preferred it. Maybe it was just time. I don't know. It's their marriage, their family, his work. I hadn't even asked if they knew where they might be going. Too much other stuff was shared that day to get involved in detail. I want my friend, my gorgeous woman and her beautiful eyes, to be happy. And free.

Kelly knew the drill. She asked what I wanted for lunch as she handed me the menu from the sandwich shop. I gave her my order and asked about the party. "Gosh Destiny, the whole day was something else. Seeing you literally transformed into Wonder Woman was so amazing; so hot. The party was fabulous. Thank you for spending time with my Kelly and me." I smiled. If your jaw dropped imagine mine the first time I found out that they both had the same name. There are so many variations of the spelling that I just giggled. Kelly? You already know about my girl crush. Her Kelly? Well, he's pretty okay for a dude. Just remember my eyes are up here!!

I asked Kelly why she didn't phone in the order and have it delivered. "It's a really nice day today and I kind of want to take a walk. It's November already and it won't be this nice too much longer." True that girl! She said that while putting her light coat on.

I grabbed my purse, took the surprise from it, hustled to Stacy's office and said, "Close your eyes lover." She did. I took her hand and put the plastic in it. "Open them." She did; her eyes got so wide I can't even describe. Stacy looked at me; I was smiling ear to ear. "That's all of them honey."

I think it took a minute or so to comprehend what was in her hands and to believe it. Then the tears started. I put my arms around my friend and held her while she sobbed on my shoulder. I was happy; I cried too. I would miss her. "Stacy." She looked at me. "I don't know when but I would like very much to have one more time together." She kissed me. Oh my god I was going to miss this woman. Could a pendulum swing any farther than the emotions I felt toward her? Kelly would be back with lunch for the three of us; that's about the only thing that kept us from what we expressed with that kiss. I held her close to me even after the kiss ended.

"How on earth did you get her to give you these, Destiny?"

I smiled. "Don't be concerned about that Stacy. I want you to know you don't have anything hanging over your head. You and Matt make whatever decisions you're making free of worry about anything but your future. By the way, didn't you tell me you were taking the day off?"

She nodded and said, "Matt got that partnership offer I talked about. He's still in New Jersey working out final details. I told you I grew up in Morristown didn't I?"

"New Jersey huh."

She kissed me, "Matt starts Monday the twelfth. I'll stay with the kids until the house is sold. My parents will look for a house or condo to rent until we get settled." I nodded. She was so excited; I could hear it in her voice. "It'll be nice to be near my folks again. And Matt won't have to kill himself driving every day."

"What about you? Will you look for a job right away?"

"We haven't decided yet. Probably not; at least right away. I can look for houses with my Mom." She stopped, looked at me and said, "I don't know how you did it but I can never thank you enough Destiny."

"I have to tell you this Stacy. Shade really didn't put up much of a fight about it. You need to know that. That's all I can say ... but in fairness, I wanted to be sure and say it. Now hurry and hide those things before Kelly gets back." She smiled, kissed me, and floated to her desk.

A few minutes later Kelly bopped in, cords dangling from her ears, humming a song. She put the bag on my desk. I motioned to her to close the door. Puzzled, she did. I got up, came around and kissed her. She was a little shocked; her stiffness told me so. But she snaked her arms around my neck once she warmed up. Remember my girl crush admission? Uh huh! And remember how I mentioned I saw nothing yet saw everything? Uh huh!! She could barely sit still the whole four hours. And the party that night? Her husband wasn't the only one in that couple who ate me up with his eyes. That was why I wanted to kiss her! Well, there was one more reason.

"My god Destiny, that was some kiss! What's up with that?"

"A bunch of things kiddo. I saw you Wednesday when I was getting painted and again at the party. I've missed you. And by the way, how come you haven't asked me to, um, spend time with you." I smiled and jabbed her in the ribs.

Kelly looked at me with surprise in her eyes and on her face. What? "You don't know?"

"Know what?"

"Shade put the word out to everybody that you were off limits. Did you tell her about Lisa?" Oh my god! Shade?

"No, absolutely not, but Shade did know. I actually wondered if one of you two didn't say something."

"Oh my god Destiny, no way, not me, not ever." If you'd seen the look on her face you'd know she wasn't lying.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 05



"Hmm, that's really odd. I mean, I noticed I hadn't been getting ... I mean, things weren't what they were when this first started. Some of me figured that would happen over time anyway." She nodded. "But no, I ... well, I did wonder, after Shade told me she knew about Lisa, if she hadn't put out an email or something."

"I'm not going to get in trouble with her for telling you am I?" How cute.

"Tell me what? You got our lunches Kelly. You didn't tell me anything." She smiled. I mean honestly. How can you not like a woman so sweet and cute? The other Kelly is one lucky dude! "You'd better get back babe. Thanks for getting my lunch." One more sweet kiss and she headed back to her desk.

Damn, so she had put the kibosh on that part of my deal. Interesting. There's more to this woman that I thought. She's not all bad but I knew that. I suppose she really had to shock me beyond my capacity to absorb in order to get me to even begin to deal with my new reality. Things have changed so much. I would never have thought she was capable of so much tenderness, show so much love, protect me like she did with Elizabeth (I started to type the other name), and be jealous of Stacy. Okay, it must mean she loves me for her to be jealous. Damn, I remember her eyes when I was being painted. She loved me being on display. But she was proud too. And my new collar? Oh my god, what a shocker! And this morning she tells me we're all three going on vacation? And the little bitch won't tell me where. Oh well, whatever. This sure isn't what I thought it would be. No way! Good luck trying to write a story about this little story.

All of the sales women have PDAs. They all have to be approved by the home offices of the companies we deal with. Whatever; point is ... I can communicate via intra-office email. I did. So as the afternoon passed those who got physical checks began to wander in. This part of the world mystified me. Electronic banking has become so ubiquitous that ... I mean, why not. But whatever, they're all adults, they can deal with their stuff the way they want to.

My office became a gathering place. It was pretty fun actually. Everybody was still buzzing about Wednesday. I smiled a lot. I will tell you that every single woman gave me a kiss. And I was totally okay with it; actually, I liked it. It was clear they were all responding to the painting and the party. Well it was pretty damn amazing!! And, lest anyone forget, as small as the Agency was, I'm only talking about four women. So it wasn't like Grand Central Station or anything. There was as much cross talk as there was talking to me. Some of that was about Wednesday, some about their individual days or the week they'd had. Whatever; it was fun, different.

Shade was a little later than she'd planned but arrived about 3:30. She smiled when she walked in at all the chatter. By then Stacy and Kelly had joined the group. The boss said, "Is anyone working this afternoon?" We all laughed. She kissed me, signed checks and handed them, along with my detail, to each of the girls. Some squeaks of joy, some moans. Such is a life in sales I guess. A tongue in cheek moment: Nobody forced them to sign the contract(s) they signed! I laughed like crazy when I wrote that. This writing thing is fun! Well, that was anyway. God knows I don't want to ever ... EVER ... do it for a living!

There was a little moment that passed between Stacy and I. Nothing but a glance. Sigh. Do I feel bad thinking like that after Shade kissed me in front of the girls? Nope! I love my Shade and I will miss my Stacy terribly. And yes, I will always wonder.

Kelly? Giggle. She has her Kelly! I can't help it ... cracks me up.

The crowd drifted; Shade closed my door. We kissed. 

"Did you have a good day Shade?" She shrugged. "Do we have dinner plans?"

"No, actually not. I believe Kim will be gone all weekend. I was thinking of going out to eat. I've been busy with work all day. Any thoughts?"

Well actually yes. "There was this restaurant Stacy took me a couple years ago. They had outdoor seating. Probably too late for that but I remember where it is. Shade, the food was wonderful. Let's go there."

She looked a little startled but she might have just been tired. She nodded and said, "Okay honey that sounds good to me. Let me get to my office and do my client files and the rest. Anything else you need from me?"

Now I ask you: If the woman you love said that to you wouldn't you take full advantage and say what I did? Tell the truth! Uh huh, thank you! "Yes Shade but it's not on the menu!" Ta da!! I bow, from the waist, at your applause.

Shade laughed and laughed. "You are absolutely impossible and I love you for it. I'll take a rain check for what's not on the menu ... just keep it warm till later." Wowzer! The kiss that followed would certainly do just that!

Anyone remember the restaurant on that Saturday? The gorgeous server? So, here's the deal. In an idle moment I'd run through who was at the party Wednesday night. I'd met so many but April wasn't among them. I wondered if it was because Stacy had taken me to the restaurant and she wasn't in charge of assembling the guest list. Nor would she have suggested April's name. Um, yes, I'd wondered about Connie too. Peanut gallery, you shut up about that. Oh dyke you make me so proud! That gasoline truck I talked about earlier? It has your name on it bitch! Destiny Langan, you should be ashamed. That is just not like you. I'm sorry angel. She just gets under my skin. Giggle! Fuck you! Good grief! I hope I never meet anyone named Angel. I think I'd be laughing for a week!!

It was late afternoon, early for the dinner crowd, which was just dandy with me. Shade took the ticket from the attendant and we headed across the street hand-in-hand. My heart was pounding, hoping that April would be there. Course I am with Shade! I had wondered on the way if she'd even remember me. It had been quite some time since my one and only visit. And there's the matter of whether she'd be interested. I pointed out the approximate location of the table Stacy and I sat at on our visit. Shade pointed to Shelley's store, which was a block away. I blushed; this woman knew everything!

"Who are we here to see?" Thud! She laughed lightly as I gawked at her. "Oh, this one is special. Plus it was long enough ago that you wonder if she'd be interested." She was kind enough to finish me off. "And of course you're here with your lover, lover." Let's have a moment of silence for our friend Destiny Langan, who died of embarrassment Friday November 2nd. She had me. "I think it's so cute Destiny." You what? "We're very much in love. Even I forget that this lesbian thing is still kind of new to you." Angel, please take me away. Tough luck dyke. Honey, just enjoy yourself. I know I will! "I think you need to spread those wings" (Oh my god I thought she was gonna say legs!) "... and enjoy yourself. Just remember who you're coming home to." God her kiss was warm! I honestly think she means it. "I mean that lover. Now I am curious to see who this is!" Spooky! Yup, that's what she is.

There was only one table occupied but I didn't see April. Incredibly, there was a hostess who led us to a table, which I specifically wanted far away from the two yammering young women. I sat facing the kitchen. Shade smirked. The hostess had left menus. I wasn't completely surprised they were different. That's how long it had been. I froze when I heard her voice, "Good afternoon ladies. I'm April and I'll be your server. May I get you ..." She stopped when I lifted my head. Dear god she's so beautiful. She gulped; she was probably just as surprised. "Hi."

"Hi April. It's been so long I didn't know if you'd recognize me. I'm Destiny and this is my Shade. Shade, this is April." Her eyes never left mine. I saw Shade extend her hand so I looked at her; so did April. Phew.

They shook hands. "It's a pleasure April. My Destiny asked that we come for dinner specifically to see if you might be working. I see why. You're quite lovely." She smiled; April flushed, I wanted to slide under the table.

"Thank you Shade, that's very sweet of you to say." She turned back to me, a playful look in her eyes. Now that she knew she seemed amused. "So, it is true?" I shrugged my shoulders and nodded. Shade was so proud of herself. She'd pay later. "Hmm. Well, drinks ladies?"

Shade ordered her dirty martini. Screw the wine. "I'll have one too please." Shade laughed, April smiled, I blushed. April left and headed to the bar. I watched her walk away. Those slinky, sexy hips swayed just like I remembered. I looked at Shade and shook my head. "You're absolutely impossible. I couldn't possibly be more embarrassed."

"You're a goof. I can see why you wanted to see her again. My god she's gorgeous. And that outfit? She's a hottie, honey. Your eyes never left her after she left the table." Now that the two of them have had their fun with me I'll tell you what she was wearing. I was so frozen at the sound of her voice all I could do was look at her face. Deep breath Destiny! April wore a red and black lumberjack shirt, tied off just above her midriff. The sleeves were rolled up above her elbows. The shirt was unbuttoned just enough to give a wandering eye a full glimpse of the treasures beneath. My mouth was so dry! Other parts? Um, not! She wore very short, red leather, open-leg shorts. Black leather boots came over her knees. Someone's reading over my shoulder and checked. Yes dear, my nipples can cut glass right now. She giggled; I shivered.

April brought our drinks. After setting them on the table she said, "I didn't get the hit off you a few years ago that you were gay. I guess I was wrong. How is Stacy; I hear she and her family are moving soon." I glanced at Shade; her face had gone stone cold. "Oh! Shade. Stacy mentioned she worked for a Shade. Insurance?" She'd see Shade's face too. Clearly ill at ease she stammered, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No not at all dear. I'm upset that Stacy's leaving but I understand. She'll be missed." That was very gracefully done Shade. April's eyes came back to me.

"It's been an interesting few years in Chicago April. Coming out has been part of the journey." I smiled at Shade; she seemed surprised but very pleased. "The menu's changed so much since last time. Would you please pick a favorite of yours for my dinner?" God! That smile.

Shade absolutely beamed at my idea. Nodding, she offered, "That sounds like a great idea, April. If you'd be so kind, please do the same for me."

"Wow, I think this makes like, um, the first time my customers have asked me to pick dishes for them." We all laughed at the cute way she said it. "Thank you both. I'll do my best and tell the chef to be sure to make them special." Angel, why did I do this to myself? Honey, Shade told you it's okay. Just go with it.

"Thank you Shade, you did that very gracefully." I reached and took her hand. "I'm sorry you had to find out that way."

"I've suspected but no, I didn't know for sure. When did she tell you?" Damn; I didn't want to do this now.

"Today. I wasn't expecting her to be in. We chatted just before Kelly brought lunch for the three of us. She'll be here until the house sells. Matt will be at his new job." Shade seemed to be processing that. I guess she needs to look at the practical side. She's going to lose a long-standing, valuable employee. Replacing her wouldn't be a problem; replacing the knowledge and familiarity would.

She came back to me. "Okay. Did she say anything about finding work?" Odd; why would she care?

"I gathered she'll be more interested in getting the kids in school, finding a house and the like before looking."

"I'll be sure to tell her that I'll do whatever I can to help her. I have contacts through the companies I represent just about everywhere. Did she tell you where they're going?" I wasn't sure exactly how much to tell her.

"We didn't have very long. She mentioned going back to her hometown in New Jersey. She was looking forward to being close to her parents." I smiled; Shade nodded.

April brought appetizers. "I've brought you both steamed mussels with shallots, tomato, and our chef's special sauce. I hope you enjoy. Care for more drinks?" I changed mine to chardonnay. Shade was fine with her martini.

"To close the door on Stacy for tonight - she was very surprised and very happy that you gave her the DVDs." I was pretty sure that she wanted to ask more but didn't.

"So now that you've seen April again and she knows about you, what do you plan on doing with her?" Oh my god. What I couldn't see was that April had come around the corner behind me with my wine. She had to have heard. She was flushed and kept her eyes on the table as she set one glass down and took the other. She hurried away without a word.

"That's not like you to embarrass that young woman Shade." I wasn't happy that she'd done what she had. "But to your question I have no idea. She certainly is gorgeous; you can see that." She nodded, eyeing me thoughtfully. "I don't know." I know what I wanted to say but I didn't want to pick a fight here. I did the logical thing and changed the subject. "I looked at the outfit you picked out for me today and thought 'boring.' Can we go shopping some time soon and freshen up my wardrobe?" Her eyes sparkled as I spoke. The smile spoke wordlessly of merriment.

"Oh good you did get the message. I knew you liked the blouse yesterday." Goddamn you Stacy. "I picked that rather drab combination hoping to get just the response you gave. Yes I planned on exactly that. I think we'll have some fun."

April brought our dinners. Mine was boneless chicken with caramelized onion, bacon and celery, fingerling potatoes and steamed veggies. My mouth is watering remembering how good it was. Shade had breast of duck with lentils, dried apricots, and brussel sprouts in an orange and caramel sauce, per April. It must have been good; Shade cooed and purred with every bite. We each had wine. Shade had taken a sip of my chardonnay and ordered the same.

When she brought the wine April asked the obligatory "How's everything?" I crooked a finger. She leaned in; I kissed her. Surprised as she was she accepted my tongue; the kiss wasn't too long but her eyes were bright when she stood. "I guess that means you like it." I smiled. After a quick glance at a smiling Shade, she flounced away; oh god, those hips!

"That was brilliant Destiny, simply fabulous. Perfect timing too. Did you see how bright her eyes were? My, my how you've changed." She had a thought, laughed, and said, "I may have to bring back your leash ... for my sake." I smiled and gave her the finger. She laughed and laughed. We each ate our dinners; naturally we shared. The restaurant was beginning to fill a bit. A weekend crowd in this neighborhood was usually late to arrive. We'd be long gone before April needed her roller skates. She nodded when I mentioned it and bemoaned the fact that a second server wasn't due until eight. I wondered what it would be like to see her completely tired out. Wink!

"This is really amazing to watch lover. It's been three years, no, longer and you're clearly quite taken with her."

"Just stop it. I'm going home with who I want. Yes she's every bit as beautiful as I'd remembered. Now stop it." All I could do was cross my fingers and pray. No one knew better than me that when Shade sets her mind to something she stops at nothing to get it. Or her. I should have known.

When we'd finished with dinner April had offered dessert, on her. Sigh! Shade looked at me; April blushed. She offered an after dinner drink as an alternative.

"While we're not that far away, I've had a martini and a couple glasses of wine. Thank you but I think it best that we not accept your gracious offer." April nodded and turned away. "Oh by the way April, we're having a little party a week from Monday at D's Coffee Shop." I wanted to faint. "You know where that is don't you?" Puzzled, she nodded. Shade handed her a business card. "Please send me an email. I'll send you an e-vite." You bitch!

I could see she didn't know what to make of it. Not wanting to look at me April kept her eyes on Shade. "That's very kind Shade. I will. Thank you both so much. Let me prepare the bill." Shade looked at me with her canary smile. What the fuck am I going to do with her? Dyke, you already know what you want to do ... to both of them. I hate you.

"You're impossible! Do you know that?"

Sweet smile. "You're very welcome. I know she'll be there; so do you." I was soaking wet. I'll be damned if I tell her.

"How wet are you right now slut?" Oh my god! That word. I was furious. Shade blushed. "It slipped. I'm sorry lover." No fucking way you asshole. Not nearly.

I forced my face to be neutral. April was on her way back, her eyes on me. "Thank you both very much. Destiny, it was a wonderful surprise to see you after so long. Shade, it was very nice to meet you. Stacy's always spoken so highly of you. Thank you for the invitation. I'll be sure to send that email. Have a great weekend." She gave me a little extra smile and turned away. She had more than this table to deal with. I got up, headed to the car, and left Shade to pay the bill. I was steamed, really, really upset. It was more than that word. I was angry about Stacy and very unhappy about the way she treated April. This looked like our first major blowup.

Shade came out and headed to my side of the car. I pointed to her side. She stopped short, looked at me through angry slits of eyes, and headed to the driver's side. She took her time opening my door. The icy silence in the car and the elevator could help with global warming.

I headed out of the elevator and stormed down the hallway, opened the door and headed to Kim's bedroom. I closed the door behind me, locked it, and turned to find a very nude Kim, eyes wide, a vibe buzzing on her clit. Perfect! I tore off my clothes and joined her on her bed. "Give me that thing." She did. "I'm going to fuck you with it. You've wanted me all this time, tonight's your night sister." Her eyes showed sheer terror. I kissed her; she didn't respond. Her body was board stiff, scared. I felt myself sag. What on earth am I doing? This little girl doesn't deserve this. You're not angry with her. She's scared witless. I heard crying. I looked at Kim. She was wide-eyed with fear but she wasn't crying. Dyke, it's your angel you jerk. Oh nooooooo! No, no no!

"Kim, if it takes the rest of my life I'll make this up to you. I'm sorry to have scared you. This is horribly wrong. I won't even ask for forgiveness." I kissed her cheek. "Please try to get some sleep." I shook my head, gathered my clothes, and headed to the couch. I threw the clothes on the floor in disgust. Never in my life had I been so disappointed with myself. In the ambient light of the city I saw her.

"Happy now? You scared the shit out of my baby sister you fucking asshole." I turned and headed for the bedroom. "Get back here Destiny!" I stopped in my tracks. She did call me Destiny. I waited. "Goddammit, I told you to come sit on the couch. Do it!" Angry as I was my feet moved to the couch. I found a spot as far away as I could and sat, covering myself with my arms. Really great huh?

Her voice was low, soft, and deadly calm. "You seem to forget. I own you." My body turned to ice. This? Again? "Who saved your sorry ass from your BFF? Maybe I should have let her sell you to some whorehouse in the Orient where you'd be fucking animals day and night. Do you know anything about the slave trade? I DO!" I was shivering; the room wasn't cold. "They trade you for sex, drugs, whatever. You go down into a black hole until you don't even know your name." I was crying. Why was she telling me this? Who are you? "I have people lover." Don't ever call me that again. Honey, just listen. Angel? "I found out who she was early on. It scared the shit out of me. I had calls all hours of the day. You never heard them because I told ... them ... not to call when you were with me." What on earth? "A case was being built, evidence collected. They needed her to ..." Even in the dark I could see her shake her head. "I wouldn't let her take you. They wanted me to but I said no. I love you too much." Her voice broke. I was sobbing. I saw a shadow; Kim came and hugged her sister. Shade's arms went around her. "I did what I had to. I protected you. I love you. My baby sister told you before I did." A harsh laugh. "I wasn't very happy about that ... but it is what it is."




Shade's Destiny Ch. 05



Why on earth was this all coming out now? It can't be about Stacy. She's ... she may be important to me but she seems no more than a puzzle piece from what Shade's just told me. What else don't I know? I don't even know enough to ask.

"What else don't I know Shade?" 

"You know what you need to know lover. You know that I love you, that I've done what was needed, when it was needed, to protect you from a ruthless predator, and that I think your April is just gorgeous." I saw Kim's head turn to her sister. Shade kissed Kim. "Uh huh sis. Our fledgling lesbian is getting her bearings. April is absolutely gorgeous. And she'll be at the party a week from Monday." Kim giggled. Shade spoke with a certainty that I couldn't even begin to imagine. In the few seconds that flew past I realized I envied her confidence. So much of this was still so new I couldn't begin to begin to flail and grab some of whatever it was she had. Something told me it was acquired over time, which made perfect sense. And I knew, with absolute certainty, I didn't have whatever it was Shade had. Maybe – some day!

Somehow this had all been settled. I won't begin to try to fumble through an explanation cuz I haven't a clue other than what I've told you. I hope that gets you through the night. Smirk! We had ourselves quite a night thank you very much!!

Saturday morning began the way Friday night ended, both in bed and in the shower. While we were recovering and drying off Shade offered that she thought some sort of punishment was in order for the way I had frightened Kim. She turned a deaf ear to my protests and assertions that I had apologized profusely. She insisted; she did offer me the option of what form the punishment should take. That's where it got interesting.

"You know she has the hots for me." She agreed. "So it can't be anything of an overtly sexual nature. Please."

"So what are you suggesting dear," was the tart reply, delivered with a smile.

"She could handcuff me to a chair and make me listen to hours of Vanilla Ice." We agreed that would be inhumane. I was stuck. I had a thought but didn't want to say it out loud. Knowing how my Vulcan could see into my head she likely already knew. You're probably right Dyke, so just say it. Hearing that voice was enough to get me angry and oops! "Well, she could spank me." Shade's eyes glittered. Snicker!

"My, isn't that an interesting idea." She tried but couldn't stifle the smirk. "How many would you say is enough?" Oh for gods sake!

"Five!" An eyebrow cocked. "Ten!" Arms were folded. "How many is enough?"

Shade came and kissed me. We were both nude, still in the bathroom, and still (well at least I was) buzzing from the sexual energy expended. Each of us roamed over familiar, tingling territory. Slightly breathless, she panted, "Why don't we ask her." Damn! She took my hand, marched me to Kim's door and opened it to find her naked, sleeping and sprawled across her bed. She smiled at me, motioning me to go to the other side of the bed. Shade leaned over and began kissing her legs. I did the same but to her neck, shoulders and back. Kim tried to bolt, screaming. Shade's hands held her legs; mine held her shoulders. She laughed, screeching, "What the fuck are you two doing?" We continued; she moaned.

Shade climbed on the bed, turned her sister to her back and kissed her, both of them very naked. "Morning Kimmy, I thought you needed a little love after getting shocked so badly last night by the very naughty Destiny." Kim's eyes flitted to me. I smiled and shrugged. "I asked her what she thought her punishment should be. She suggested spanks." Kim's jaw dropped. "So I want to know how many you think would be proper?" She stared at me with disbelief in her eyes. She looked at me. What could I do but nod in agreement.

"Destiny will lay across my lap so I can hold her wrists while you spank her." Bitch turned and smiled at me. I glared. Shade sat at the head of the bed and beckoned me. Kim scurried to her knees and out of the way. She's really gonna do this! Okay fine. I crawled on the bed and over her lap. Shade held my wrists with one hand. I knew there would be some sort of catch. I felt her fingers slip into my still moist pussy. I closed my eyes and waited.

SMACK! Ow! Goddamn. SMACK! Shit! After five I was near tears. Shade's fingers were more torture than the spanks. Five more ... I would have cried except ... two more and I exploded. I heard Shade whisper. Kim spanked me, not nearly as hard or as often. My body shook as the orgasm took hold of me. Somehow it didn't surprise me. But it was the first time in my life I'd ever cum like that, from that. Geez it was amazing! When I finally stopped moaning and shaking they turned me over, cuddled me and held me. Kim wiped my tears; she had them too. Shade kissed me. I barely had the energy to respond. When I could breathe I whispered, "Shade you bitch, my ass hurts. So good!" We all laughed. I didn't want to put it in the story. I hated what I'd done to Kim. Shade insisted.

After we'd dressed we had breakfast. I asked Kim, "Shade told me she expected you to be gone. What happened?"

Kim shrugged, saying, "I was. Some friends and I had plans. They were being bitches. I wasn't in the mood so I came home. I supposed I'll try again tonight." I felt like even a bigger jerk. She came home to find some peace and quiet.

Naturally, Shade had to lob her two cents in. "This morning more than made up for last night." I glared at her. Kim giggled. I glared at her too! She pursed her lips real tight trying to stifle the laugh. It was impossible. We all laughed. "Tell Kim more about April lover." I was right in the middle of taking a sip of coffee. 

"When I first met Stacy she and I went shopping on a Saturday. We had lunch after. The server was really cute; her name is April. I never went back, never saw her again." I thought about it for a moment. "I can't even really explain why I wanted to go there. Who knew if she'd be there three years later. She was. She remembered me. It was very, very nice seeing her again." Kim's eye had gotten wide as I spoke. She looked at Shade. I knew it was coming.

"I gave April my card, told her about the party a week from Monday, and told her to email me so I could send her an e-vite." She beamed, quite pleased with herself. Kim, knowing her sister, just smiled and shook her head. "I'm sure she'll have loads of fun at the party." Kim did the eye-darting thing again. What the hell is this party for or about? Kim's expression told me she knew; she could see I didn't. I didn't waste my time looking at Shade. I did the next best thing.

"Where are we going shopping today?"

"See sis; Destiny is learning quickly." Oh for god's sake! "When she doesn't want to talk about something anymore she changes the subject." Kim couldn't stop laughing. Yeah, ain't this grand? "I think we'll start at Shelley's. Olivia's is a must. I don't know; I'll think of something. Do you have any stores you want to go to?"

"We have different taste in clothes Shade. I think I'll go where you suggested and we can try on things. I don't know ... like I said yesterday, most of my stuff is from before. I'm ready for something new. I just don't exactly know what yet."

She nodded and stood. "Let's get started then. Are you coming Kim or do you want to stay here until you make plans?"

"I think three's a crowd today. It'll be nice to veg out. I can get some reading for school done too. A little peace and quiet will be nice. You two have a fun day." She kissed us both and cleared off the table. We each put on light coats, took our purses and headed to the elevator and the garage.

"I think I want to do something with my hair. Maybe after we get back from the trip." I paused then continued. "Shade, I don't want to go back to Tessa's. I don't like her." I saw her glance at me.

"Well, she's not everyone's cup of tea. Some like her, some don't."

"Soon after I started I asked Lindsay, who always impressed me as someone who cares a lot about how she looks, where she went. I can ask around again. Or if you have anything else let me know. Maybe someone at this party you keep talking about has some ideas. By the way, what about bathing suits and stuff for the trip. When do we shop for those?"

Shade smiled. "Oh Kim's in charge of that. No worries. It's handled." Hmm. Okay. Shelley's wasn't open yet. So, of course, we walked down the street to Ds. Daisy was there, gave us both hugs and kisses ... and never said a word about the party. Very interesting!! She insisted on paying for our coffee. Shade looked at me; I shrugged.

We looked for a table. It was just after ten and the place was packed. I was mortified. Daisy shooed a woman, alone at a table, to go sit with another single so 'my good friends' could have a table. We got some glares from the women around us. Shade can glare with the best of them. I did see Daisy bring the poor lady a fresh cup of whatever she was drinking. No dudes again. It had been a while since I'd been here – for coffee. Honey, I've got a ball gag on her. Thing is – she likes it! I spit up my coffee. Shade looked at me. How do I explain an angel whispering in my conscience?

Shade was antsy. She called Shelley's store. I looked at the clock. Almost 10:30. Geez, not good. She doesn't seem to be getting an answer. Shade was annoyed. She made another phone call – Olivia? Apparently so.

"The other store isn't open yet. Are you? Oh good ... we're leaving and will be there soon. Bye!" Well damn! I can only imagine what she's like in the car dashing from appointment to appointment. Goodbyes said to Daisy who winked at me. Geez Louise ... this party!! So off we go to Olivia's. Pussy remembers Olivia. Yummy!

"Olivia was very excited that we're coming to shop lover." Damn! How? How does she do it?

"Did you tell her why we were coming today?" Oh my god why did I put it that way? Shade smiled.

"She knows we're shopping for new outfits for you for work and the like." Oh, okay; that sounds reasonable. "Are you damp thinking about last time?" Help! She reached and took my hand. "I'm an awful tease aren't I? It's really not fair. I saw you squirm when I mentioned April."

There was something lurking way back deep that suddenly popped. "Why are you so worried about Stacy yet seem to be pushing me about Connie and now April? I honestly don't understand it."

Dead silence. Shade drove; she never looked at me. I was absolutely still, very uncomfortable, wary. She found an empty parking lot and pulled in. She turned to me. "Stacy ... loves you." What? "You may not know it but I do. It tapped that monster deep inside me." I nodded. She didn't have to say it. She didn't need to know that I didn't know if I could love Stacy. We are close but geez. I was still a bit surprised that I could be in love with Shade.

"A part of me really likes you finding yourself, this new you. I like watching you look at other women. You never did. You're learning about you, this you. I love the self discovery. It's beautiful. I also love that other women find you as attractive as I do." What? "I see the shock on your face. Are you really surprised? I've been attracted to you from the first time I met you. Stacy could hardly sit still when she told me about you." She what? Shade smiled. "Oh yeah lover, she was into you big time and you had no idea what she was." She leaned and kissed me. "This make any sense at all?"

My brain felt like a maze with mice scurrying through the corridors looking for cheese. Stacy was attracted to me way back when. There were signals but I didn't get them – then. Barging into the changing room. Holding the blouse in front of me; standing so close to me. Her hand on mine at the restaurant. I brushed them all off. My god! I'm completely okay being me now. Learning details about way back when?

"Confusing isn't it?" I nodded, she smiled. "When I see Connie and April I think 'give the woman you love some room to explore.' As long as you don't stumble into another situation like Libby (I wanted to vomit) I'm okay with it."

"Ya know what Shade. That sounds real good. But you took what you knew might threaten you and put her in a position where she just threw her hands up and quit. So what if that happens with Connie? April? You and your 'people' gonna roll out your magic show?" This wasn't about them; it was all about Stacy and Shade would know it. But I was just mad enough to say it. And more than angry enough to mean it!

"Wow!" Shade shook her head. "Lover, this is only one of the reasons I love you like I do. You do cut through and get to the heart of it. Yeah, good point." She was quiet for a while, fidgeted with her hands and squirmed in the car seat. I sat and waited. "I honest to god don't know Destiny. I know we put me through the ringer the other night and I'm better for it. But it's still too soon to think I have all the answers." Looking at me, she said, "Do you think maybe I'm ready for another try with a shrink?" You're asking me? How the hell would I know?

"Shade, lovers can't be each others therapists. Lover has to find a way to accept who lovee is and vice versa. It's awkward phrasing but it's the best I can do off the top of my head." She smiled. "You have to make that decision on your own. Just know I'll support you and love you regardless. Now can we puhleez go do some shopping?"

Shade laughed, we kissed, and she pulled onto the road and headed to Olivia's. Pussy was happy!

"Well looky here. Wonder Woman and Catwoman; heroine and villain. Hard to tell the other night who was who the way you two carried on!" That was how Olivia greeted us. She held me away from her, looked me in the eye, and said, "Destiny, you looked so sexy. Cai did the most amazing job; you looked like an Asian Wonder Woman. I just wonder who 'triumphed' at the end of the night ... good or evil." Shade laughed in the background. Olivia's kiss and hug were warm, inviting, but not sexual. Yes, she's still gorgeous!

"Olivia, Destiny wants to put a little zip into her daily wardrobe. Not like before; but edgy, feminine and showing off her fabulous figure." I laughed. They both looked at me. How the hell did Shade know all that about what I wanted?

"Yup, and I think I have just what you wanted. Destiny, if you'll lose those clothes we'll get started. We have a whole lot of outfits to try on." Sigh. She did! I was pretty embarrassed to be wearing the bra and panties I had on. Especially in front of Olivia - who'd had me try on the costumes, as I call them, that I'd worn for what seemed like so many months.

Earlier, when we'd finally gotten dressed, I'd whined about the bra and panties. Shade sidled up to me, took my face in her hands, and cooed, "Lover, don't you worry that pretty head of yours about such things. Your Shade has ordered a bunch of new panties and bras from my fav online store. They should be here before we leave for our trip." Her eyes were wild and dark. I shivered. I could sense mischief in her tone. But when she slid her fingers between my legs she smiled into our kiss. Okay Shade, yeah, I'm excited too. I shivered again as her fingers trailed through the moisture to tease my clit. Naturally, she left me like that. We finished dressing ... me with my head spinning and panting.

I'm not going into too much detail about the clothes. We did buy a bunch of stuff that day and have added more on other shopping forays. But I will share details about a few of the outfits I particularly like from our visit to Olivia's Emporium.

I adore my pencil style sleeveless gray, black and white plaid sheath dress with a built-in black belt and black vertical panels on the sides. It hugs my figure very well and the pencil styling, combined with the length of the dress that reaches just below my knees, causes me to mince my steps, adding a bit of sexiness to my walk. What I really like is the air of sheer elegance this dress gives me. It says sexy, it says elegant and it says Destiny, you are one confident lesbian! Um, I mean one confident woman. Hey dyke, you are one sexy lezzy ... so go with it! Honey I'm so sorry!

My black lace shift dress is adorable and hangs on me like a comfortable slip. The lace is beautiful and lays over a black lining on the body of the dress, leaving my arms exposed under the soft lace for a sexy look. Sexy, not slutty, elegantly simple, as the neck line is low yet doesn't reveal any of my treasures. The length is perfect at just past mid-thigh. Easy to get off too but I'll keep those thoughts to myself. Wink!

I quickly fell in love with my jersey knit dress. It's so soft, comfortable and I love the flouncy look. It is matte black and a pullover, yet the design makes it look like a wrap-around dress. This appealed to me as I didn't have to worry about becoming unwrapped yet I get the benefit from the look. It's so pretty, so feminine, yet sexy, with chiffon ruffles. The ruffles circle a modestly low neckline, flow down one side of the dress from the neckline, then across my body in an 'S' pattern until it wraps around the bottom of the dress just above my knees. I knew all eyes would follow that 'S' pattern, taking it in - and the delights hidden beneath. Mmm ... That thought leaves me with tingles.

The black shift dress is basic yet so elegant in its art deco design. It has a high neckline and is slightly flared at the bottom of the dress, which falls just below mid-thigh. I like that it is sleeveless, showing off my upper arms, but the semi-fitted style of the dress means it hugs my boobs snugly, making them stand out without showing any cleavage whatsoever. I call it subtle sex appeal, and the multiple straight deco-style black bands that crisscrossed the dress would aid in drawing the eye. Yeah, this dress would cause the casual observer to wonder what lay beneath, but more importantly, it would cause the one I care about to want to take it off. Yup, I'm smiling!

Oopsie. I think it did a little too good of a job describing those particular dresses. Stop will ya! Sigh. Someone was lurking, it's late, I'm in my, um, new undies, and she's breathing in my ear, fingers roaming. So ... geez, I'm writing here! I may, oh my god ... not be back till morning. Gotta go!! Shade!!!





Author's Note: As ever, this is a flight of fantasy; completely fictitious. If there is any resemblance to anyone walking among us my apologies. Another author put it so well: "The site is free. The author is 'paid' in comments and votes." I hope you've enjoyed yet another chapter of a rather long tale.

I love writing, I love my girls, and I enjoy taking them on their journey. I work hard at my craft and I have a lot of fun along the way as well. There's a lot more to come and I hope that you'll stay with the story as it continues to unfold.

To all who have commented and emailed – I can never adequately express my thanks for all the kind words. They mean so much!! I write to everyone who comments with a name. It's the very least I can do!! ~ Vixen ~



Shade's Destiny Ch. 06



Well it's Monday and that means there's a party tonight that Shade and I are going to. One teensie detail: I have no damn clue what it's about. Nor could I get anyone to tell me – not even Stacy. Yes, I was a little annoyed she wouldn't tell me.

The oddest damn thing happened that morning. Kelly came into my office and closed the door. It wasn't very long ago that meant ... oh never mind. "Destiny I have someone I'd like you to meet when you come back from your trip." What on earth? Everyone knows about the party and the trip? "I don't want you to worry, okay. There's no rush and there's probably be a lot to do between now and when you leave. So lunch can wait till after. But can we set a date so I can make arrangements with this person?" Annoying! No hurry right? The date agreed to was Wednesday November 28th. "Please don't be upset. I'm so looking forward to tonight. I've been putting aside a little bit each paycheck for a while so I have plenty to spend. I'm so excited." She was; I could see it in her eyes. And the kiss was, um, a tell. Wink!

Shade surprised me by coming to my office about 4:30. She locked the door, kissed me and asked me to lift my skirt. Hmm. She kissed me and slid her hand to my pussy. We both agreed that not wearing panties was better than what I had been wearing. There was a glimmer in her eye when she had mentioned that the order would be here soon. Her fingers slipped something into me. Smooth and round, it filled me up. I screamed into her mouth when it vibrated inside me. I tried to pull away. She held me close, smiling. You bitch, what have you done to me? Oh lord it feels so good. Oh my god I'm gonna cum!! The buzz died down to a low hum. I moaned.

"Do you like your new toy lover? It'll make for a fun night tonight. I know I'll enjoy it." She turned the damn thing up again. I put my hand on her shoulder. I know she's going to make me wear it at the most inopportune times – for me. "I'm going to enjoy teasing you when I want you to wear it. I'll have fun picking my spots. Do you want to cum?"

Not in my office! "Oh my god yes Shade."

She led me to the couch and sat down. "You don't mind taking a trip in the way back machine do you? This time you can use your fingers to get yourself off." She had lifted her skirt. I didn't care what it was. I just needed to explode. Besides, I love her. You may wonder why I wasn't furious. I haven't shared everything kids. You'd laugh if I told you some of the places we'd played. Well, maybe not. Wink!

When it hit me, I screamed. I wanted to take her up and away in a big ass hurry and keep the party going as long as possible. It rocketed through me like white hot lightning. Shade bucked on the couch under the combination of my other hand and my mouth. We'd done a lot together but it still mystifies me how she can lock her legs behind my head and arch her back so damn high. Oh wait! How come I never noticed those heels digging into my back before? Fuck!! She forgot to take off her shoes. Those heels! It hurts. She turned up the egg again!! What pain? Oh god, here comes another one!!

Shade sagged, panting; I lay with my head in her lap. She'd turned the blessed invader off. "What time do we have to be at Daisy's Shade?"

"Huh? Oh, around 7:15 should do. The party starts at 7 pm. You want to keep the egg in during the party don't you Destiny?" No of course not. I have no idea who is going to be there. Well some idea.

"Of course." Honey!! Angel, what can I say? You rock dyke! Angel, tell me the truth. Can it be bad if it's this good? Have a good night dear. "You're going to put me through hell in front of I don't even know who." Shade snickered. "I thought so. I hate you and love it. How can that be?"

"Destiny, you and I are in a very different place together. But I can still help you expand your horizons; open your eyes to unknown pleasures. I certainly wouldn't do anything to the woman I love to hurt or humiliate her. I will help show you things that you haven't experienced before." She smiled, slipped her fingers through my hair as she kissed me, and whispered, "Just remember that tonight lover. I do love you. I'm proud to have you by my side, to have people know we're a couple." She blinked away tears. "I adore calling you my Destiny."

I smiled and tilted my head to her forehead. "I love that I am ... your Destiny." Shade got the meaning of the pause.

Both of the girls had left for the night when we left. Shade locked the door behind us. Apparently Shade had spoken with Kim about tonight because she had dinner ready when we got home. Shade and I kicked off our shoes. I poured us both a glass of wine and sat down to a really fabulous meal. Kim smiled when I complimented her. She looked at me with big eyes when I stiffened. Goddamn you Shade! I gripped the chair with my hands as it buzzed. Shade smiled serenely at Kim's curious eyes. She dialed it down to a lovely throb.

There was amusement in her voice when she spoke. "Destiny's just vibrating with excitement about the party. Aren't you lover?" She dialed it up.

"Sure am," I gasped. Kim looked at me, concerned and puzzled. I tried to get my face to cooperate with a smile. I have to find a way to get even.

We lay together on the bed cuddling. I asked Shade if we could as we were undressing. It was hot and steamy this afternoon and I needed to feel the comfort of her next to me before tonight. She had tears when I told her exactly that.

"I never in my wildest dreams thought you would ever be able to say that Destiny." I smiled. "I guess maybe somewhere I'd hoped. I always pushed it away." She kissed me so sweetly. No, we didn't make love. There wasn't time. But it really was a lovely, intimate moment. She suggested a shower and laughed that I pouted when she wouldn't join me.

I stopped short when I came out of the bathroom. Shade was sitting in the wing chair smiling. I looked at her. On the bed was a camisole, matching g-string and stockings. All red, all mesh. What the fuck!

"You've heard of lingerie and toy parties right lover?" Kokomo? Me? Huh? "Well this one is gonna have both." Do what? "Oh don't look at me like that! That outfit is going to be absolutely stunning on you. I can't wait to see it on you." Well, if the look in her eyes is any indication ... I shrugged. I did the thigh highs, slipped the camisole over my shoulders and pulled it down, and, after pulling the g-string up over my thighs, stood and put it in place.

"Shade, women my age do not wear thongs!! Least this one doesn't." Oh my god. "You better not have included thongs in that ... stuff you ordered." I spluttered and stuttered thinking of the right word. 'Stuff' was the best I could come up with. Shade had her hands over her mouth hiding her laughter. I turned and walked to the mirror. Well now! Miss almost thirty nine looks pretty damn hot in this ridiculous shit. The solid band at the top of the thigh highs was mirrored at the bottom of the camisole. The thinnest of spaghetti straps held up the bodice. The girls look fabulous! Crap. I was way too pale. Well, this vacation will fix that!

"Shade wherever we're going I need boat loads of SPF 200." She laughed. "I need a tan but I don't want to burn."

She stood, walked to me and said, "You are so damn cute. SPF 200! Oh that'll make for some laughs tonight." What? "We're gonna have five days." She counted off the days on her fingers. "Five glorious days of sun and fun." She leaned in, kissed me and purred, "I so can't wait lover. Come on you. Party time!" I wore the raincoat! She wore one as well.

I had on my Wonder Woman clear plastic painted red booties. It was Shade's idea; not a bad one actually. She wanted me to wear heels. I pitched a fit. Yes I'd gotten used to them over the months. But I had a feeling I'd be changing into and out of a lot of outfits and I didn't want to worry about shoes. Shade reluctantly agreed. She never did tell me who was hosting the party. I knew why when we walked in and Dorothy said, "Oh, here's tonight's model! Hello Shade, hello ... Destiny." I looked at Shade, who acted as if I was invisible, staring at something on the wall. I so hate you! UGH!

I unbuttoned my raincoat and handed it to Shade. "And here's our first outfit of the night." Asshole went into detail about what I was wearing. Fuck it. I went into model mode, posing, walking with hands on hips, one foot in front of the other, shoulders back, turning on a dime. Everything you ever saw on MTV or whatever. I turned to ice when I saw April. She had the cutest smile on her face. God love her. She had her eyes locked on mine. I gave her the biggest smile in return before I turned. Kim held out the next outfit. I hurried to the ladies room to change. This had been outlined on the ride over. As I was changing 'Dotty' would give details on a toy.

Let me say this about Monday night. I really did have a blast. I just gave in to the inevitable and had fun. I got to show myself off. There were hoots, hollers, whistles and screams (at some of them). It was fun! You already know the office was there. The sun screens were down to keep wandering eyes from wandering. The door was locked. I'm not giving you a roster of who was there. It was lengthy. Nor will I run down every outfit. It went three hours. Yes, three hours!! The women wouldn't let it end. I was exhausted, Dotty was exhausted, her repertoire of outfits (and toys) was exhausted. It was the only thing that put an end to the show. I will give some specifics. They're the ones that give me the giggles.

The 'Hottie Thong Set' was a crowd pleaser. Available in red and black, a barely there front with two adjustable straps attached to garters (stockings included). The back had a bow. Kim insisted I wear it without a top. The women screamed in delight. What the hell. I cuddled the girls and told everyone their names. You should have heard the laughs. I caught Connie's eyes after that one. She had the biggest grin on her face and oh my, her eyes were dusky!

I've saved the best for last. Well, the crowd thought it was the best. I'm going to do my best to describe it in detail. Dotty called it a teddy. Ha! I stepped into it, pulled it up, tied the strap at my neck and hooked the clasp at the middle of my back. The outfit not only showed off the girls but they were highlighted even more by the silver ring accents that were everywhere on the fringes of the material. (I wasn't sure if it was leather or vinyl.) The girls weren't the only thing exposed. Yuh huh, pussy was as well. Now these weren't included in the price of the 'teddy' but I wore black 'liquid' onyx fingerless gloves with a finger loop as well as shiny black boots that came more than halfway up my thighs. I have no idea how much the individual items were, let alone all three, but Shade told me that Dotty told her nearly everyone who bought the teddy bought all three!! Santa is gonna leave more than cookies and milk this holiday season kiddies!!

Shade, of course, was in heaven. She stopped with the egg ... that's how much she enjoyed herself and enjoyed her honey being the object of attention of so many lusty, boisterous women. The toy that was displayed before I came out in the teddy was a soft plastic, double-headed dildo. Pretty much like the one Lisa, um, had taken me with. Shade made a point, naturally, of asking me if I liked it. The women ooh'd and ahh'd and way more! The catcalls were both hysterical and so beyond obscene the dudes reading wouldn't believe it. Women are snickering at what they just read! Anyway, I remembered what Lisa had done to me and nodded. I was a little worried that Shade would have me give a demonstration of how it was used. Stacy's eyes were furious when I caught them. I know lover. I'm really okay with it all. I smiled.

After the teddy Dotty had the most curious little item. It was a plastic wheel thing. Think teeny tiny Ferris wheel with adjustable speeds. Dotty called it a squealer I think. She turned it on and handed it to me with a gleam in her eye. You fucking bitch! I looked at Shade with anger in my eyes. She nodded but her eyes pleaded. Then watch me lover!! I put it on my pearl and squealed. No tongue can ever do what this glorious devil can do. Trust me! My legs have shaken to the point I've had to push Shade's hand away!! And her me. How did that get into my story? My devil angel (Shade) whispered in my ear. I liked it. Night!!

I'm sure you know I'm writing this a while after the fact. Right? Good. The morning after I wrote about it Shade told me what I didn't know. I had gone to put on my raincoat and accept kisses, hugs, and more from so many who were there that I knew. Stacy stood in the background. I loved her with my eyes. Olivia was so effusive. I know she dialed down her kiss. Wink! Daisy was so damn funny! She wanted to do another one next month before Christmas. Oh I bet you do honey! Must have made her month that night! Her kiss pretty much confirmed it! How sweet. April was very shy saying goodnight. So shy that she slipped me a piece of paper with her name and phone number. Connie? She kissed me. She didn't say very much. Well, her eyes did. And her hands cradled my face before and after her kiss. I would go through the list but, honest to god, there had to be more than thirty women there!!! Shade told me that she spoken to Dotty before we left about paying her for every single lingerie item I'd worn and both the toys I liked. Apparently Dotty told her (several days later) that she made enough money that all Shade had to pay for was the toys!!! Imagine that!

The next morning, well actually all day Tuesday, was a riot. Not only were Stacy and Kelly there but several of the others were in and out. Everyone was buzzing about the night. I was actually kind of surprised (and pleased) that several were jealous of me being the model! They asked and I told them I'd had a blast. Meaghan asked (more on her in a little bit) if I'd ever done anything like that before. Stacy laughed so damn hard. Of course I told her no. It turns out Kelly wasn't the only one who'd been saving up for the night. Christy told us she had as well. Kelly asked me what the night was like when we finally got home. Stacy punched her in the arm for being so nosy. I just laughed.

"Do you have any idea how much makeup I have on to cover the dark circles under my eyes?" Just that little bit sent everyone into hysterics. I blushed. What else could I do?

"Oh good, then I wasn't the only one who got to sleep really late." Without naming names that was a common sentiment voiced by those who had someone with whom they shared a bed. Stacy came into my office and closed the door. After we kissed I lay my head on her shoulder.

"You really are tired huh?"

"I really am. It was loads of fun; don't get me wrong. But it was three hours of nearly non-stop changing, posing and the rest. Then, after ... my god it was late. I don't even have the foggiest when we finally got to sleep." She asked me if I wanted to go out for lunch. Yeah, it would be nice to get out a little. Stacy was quiet at lunch, fiddling with her salad.

"What's the matter honey? You're not yourself today? Something wrong?"

She shrugged. "I'm lonely. Matt's been gone a while." Oh, she's horny. Hmm. "I had a babysitter last night so I could go to the party." She looked at me. "I didn't want to go ya know." I guess. It must have been hard seeing everyone so excited and know you had no one to go home to. "I'm gonna miss you so damn much. I know we're doing the right thing, Destiny, but ..." She shook her head. Geez, she really does ... does what? Love me? Oh dear god. "It's hard for me seeing you and Shade so happy together." She looked up at me. "That's really selfish of me to say but I'm being honest." I put my hand on hers. I think I understood; at least I was trying to. "I want you all to myself but I know that's not possible being with Matty." Lordie this must be hard for her.

"Do you have any idea about when you might move?" She had tears in her eyes.

"I think it's going to be over the Christmas holidays. We've had some interest in the house." She shook her head. "The realtor has had me working like a dog cleaning the house, putting stuff in boxes, taking the clutter out of rooms. Its okay, all that stuff is going to Jersey anyway, but damn it's a lot of work. Then there's here and the kids and no one to help with it all." The tears started as she talked. I felt so bad for her!

"I can come help with some of it." She looked at me. I nodded. "Why not? We leave a week from today but Shade tells me Kim's in charge of buying my swimwear and stuff for the trip." Stacy laughed. "What?"

"You're letting Shade be in charge of your clothing for the trip? Oh my god!"

"Um, I guess I never gave it much thought. Should I be worried? What about?" She fell into fits of giggles. I felt silly, like she knew something I didn't. "Come on you, out with it."

"Hey, I don't know. You're her lover; you're the one living with her. You know Shade always has something up her sleeve." Aw geez. She's right!

I looked at my friend. Oh what the heck! "What if I come home with you after work. We can do some cleaning, have dinner with the kids, and I can spend the night. What do you think?"

Stacy's jaw dropped. She was dumbstruck. "Are you kidding? Do you honestly think Shade will let that happen?

"Honestly? I'm not sure. She does know I want to see you one more time before you leave." She looked at me in disbelief. "No really! When we had it out about us being together I told her I wanted to be with you. She knows; she's okay with it. I can't go into detail but it's true! What do you think?"

She started to cry again. "I think I love you and I'd love to have you be with me and spend the night Destiny. It's maybe the sweetest, nicest thing anyone's ever done for me in my life." She looked sheepish as she said, "I hate to have to say this with the offer you just made. We do have to get you out of the house early in the morning before the kids wake up. I'm sorry." I smiled and nodded. "But Matt just can't know."

"Sweetie, please. Let me call Shade and let her know. Actually, let's get back to the office. I think I better do this with the door closed. Just in case!" Stacy nodded; we tossed our stuff in the garbage and headed back. It's such a shame that we couldn't hold hands ... but she's married. I really didn't think Shade would make a stink. Shocked? Yes. However, I felt that once I explained the circumstances she'd understand. It might 'cost' me. I smirked as I typed that.

Shade didn't want to talk about anything but last night. She made me tell her everything. She laughed when I told her that more than Kelly and Stacy had come in and that last night was all they wanted to talk about. "I've had so many calls and texts today it's a wonder I've been able to get anything done. Daisy is pestering me to have another one next month." We laughed about that. Hmm. "What was it you wanted to ask me lover?"

"Where are you Shade? Are you driving?" Silence.

"Why? What is it you want to ask me? I'm pulling off to the curb." Silence for a bit, then, "Okay, let me turn the engine off, then ask me your question."

"Shade, Stacy and I had lunch. She's so lonely. Matt is in New Jersey, she's trying to get the house sold, work, and take care of her kids. She had a great time last night." Deep breath. "I want to go with her after work, help her clean, have dinner with the kids and spend the night. I wanted to talk to you first and let you know. This isn't exactly what I thought of when I said I wanted to see her before she leaves. But I really want to do this." The silence went on for what seemed like ages.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 06



"Well I won't lie lover. I'm a little stunned." Me too! "I guess I was so excited last night I didn't pay much attention to anyone but you." I smiled at that! "No, Destiny, you go have your night with your friend. I may not be very much fun tonight but I have to say I'm really proud of you. It's a super nice thing you're doing for Stacy. You still love me right?"

My eyes filled with tears and I didn't dare talk. My voice was choked with emotion when I finally said, "Goofy head, you know I do. I have to leave pretty early tomorrow morning so the kids don't know I spent the night. I'll be home in time for a shower, breakfast and more before work." I could hear the smile. "I know where home is honey."

"Good. I'll sleep better knowing you do. Okay, let me get going here. I have clients to see. I love you Destiny. Think about me at least a little tonight."

"I love you too. You know I will. See you in the morning." We said our goodbyes. I walked to Stacy's office. She looked up as I closed the door behind me. I smiled. She burst out of the chair and came around and wrapped her arms around my neck. I could feel the tears. "Not even a peep Stacy. She actually likes the idea of me offering to keep you company when your man is out of town." Stacy pulled her head back, her eyes wide. "No, I'm not making that up. Oh never mind. Just kiss me." I smiled, she did. Oh my word!

There's really no reason to bother with the rest of the riveting Tuesday at the office. Is there?

We decided to tell Kelly Stacy was giving me a ride home. She'd done that before so it wouldn't look out of place. We waited until we got a few blocks from the office before kissing. There was a sort of heartbreaking sweetness to the night ahead. We could be together, take our time, and enjoy each other completely. The flip side of that coin is the reality that Stacy wasn't going to be here very much longer. We talked on the ride about the kids. Gavin was seven and Brianna was five. Neither was very happy about going to New Jersey; both missed their Daddy. We talked about introducing me and explaining why I was there. We decided to stick to working together. That would explain why we're friends. As to the other, I had offered to help clean and pack. I wanted to meet the kids my friend had talked so much about since we'd met. Keep it simple felt like the best plan. Even vague truths were better. Stacy would deal with more than that. A widowed neighbor, Carolyn Kelly, watched the kids until Mommy came home. I have to stop there and move on.

It's something I forget about most of the time but Stacy noticed after we pulled into the driveway. She took the studs out of my left ear. We also decided it would be easier to take off the collar. I stashed them in a zippered pocket in my purse. We marched to the door; she opened it. Gavin was playing games on the TV. Brianna was coloring something. Mrs. Kelly was at the table with her. She came running. I stood quietly while Mommy did her thing with the kids.

"Gav, come here please. This is my friend Destiny. She works with me. She's here to help pack and stuff. She wanted to meet you both. Destiny, this is my son Gavin."

I smiled at the handsome blond boy, stuck out my hand and said, "Hi Gavin. Your Mom talks about you both all the time. It's very nice to meet you." He mumbled something.

"Destiny, this is Brianna. Brianna, come say hello." Brianna was doing her shy imitation, peeking around Mom's hip at the stranger. I smiled and wiggled my fingers.

"Hi Brianna. You're every bit as cute as your Mom says you are."

By this time Mrs. Kelly had come to join the party, hanging back a bit. I smiled, walked to her, extended my hand, "Hi Mrs. Kelly, I'm Destiny. Very pleased to meet you." She smiled but I could see she was a bit wary. Hmm.

'Hi Destiny. It's nice to meet you as well." She kept her eyes on me, trying to figure out if there was an unspoken sub-plot neither of us was talking about. She really is very pretty. Blonde hair was losing the battle to grey but she hadn't made any attempt to 'fix' it. She kept her figure but age was taking a toll. She had brilliant blue eyes, very pretty soft face, and, while casual, was dressed appropriately. Just shadow and lipstick. You couldn't see them but her antennae were up. She moved to the closet for her coat. Stacy had messed this part up. This was someone who, I was sure, very well might be looking for what time I left. She would see Stacy's car in the driveway. Being in an urban neighborhood could explain why I didn't have a car. It wouldn't do one bit of good to explain why I left in the morning.

The two of them said their goodbyes. Brianna gave Mrs. Kelly a hug and kiss. Gavin waved from his perch on the floor. I snickered. Stacy asked what the kids wanted for dinner. Mac and cheese. She looked at me. "Mac and cheese."

Brianna asked, "You like mac and cheese Destiny?"

"Honey, the last time I had it might have been when I was in college. But it sounds like fun."

"She's cool Mom." Stacy and I smiled at each other. "Destiny, how come you have that name?" Stacy started to say something. I winked at her.

"Good question. My Mom gave it to me. I was her only child. I never really did know. It was kind of a pain when I was a kid but now I kinda like having a pretty unique name." She made a smushy face as she thought about that for a bit, then nodded and went back to coloring.

I went to the kitchen, stood near Stacy, and whispered, "Is Carolyn going to be a problem in the morning?"

"I know. I saw. I don't think so but we have to talk about it later. In a louder voice, "Please pour us both a glass of wine Destiny." I did. I lay my hand on top of hers. Her eyes were smoldering when she looked at me.

"It's okay lover. I'm a damn faucet," I whispered in her ear. She looked at me, eyes wide, went to the bedroom, and brought me a pair of panties.

"The bathroom is just to the right as you head into the hallway."

"Thanks, I'll be right back." I freshened up a bit, put on the clean panties, washed my hands and hurried back. I winked at Stacy, took my wine and went and sat on the floor next to Gavin.

"Hi, mind if I butt in." He looked at me like I was from Mars. "Do you play sports yet?" Go with the low hanging fruit.

"I played tee ball this summer. It was okay."

"Did your dad help coach and stuff?" He looked away, fiddling with the controller.

"He works a lot." A shrug followed.

I looked at Stacy. Her eyes told me everything I needed to know. "You look like you're pretty far into this game. Pretty good at it huh?" Jackpot! He spent fifteen minutes telling me everything I never wanted to know about this one and that, what level he was at, and a bunch of other stuff I had absolutely no clue what he was talking about. But he was animated, excited, and I tried to play along. "Are you a gamer? Is that what they call kids who play this stuff?"

Oops. I got an eye roll and, "Mom is dinner ready?"

"In five. Why don't you go wash your hands and get ready?" A sigh, the game was saved so the conquests wouldn't be lost or whatever. He dragged himself to his feet like he was old (my age) and shuffled off to the bathroom.

"You really made that dress a pretty color Brianna."

"What do you do at Mommy's office?"

"Well, your Mom and a lady named Kelly take care of phone calls and handle paper work. I do things like pay bills, make sure everybody gets paid what they should, and keep things running smoothly. It's pretty fun. We do what we do so the sales people can see clients and help them." I looked at Stacy and got a thumbs up. There were no other questions so I must have done pretty well.

"Will you miss my Mommy when we move?" I had to fight back tears and took a sip of wine to buy some time.

Big brown eyes were looking at me when I answered. "Honey, your Mommy and I are real close. I'm going to miss her a lot. She tells me you and your brother aren't happy about moving. Well, I'll miss my friend a lot." She got up from her chair and came and gave me a hug around the neck. I couldn't help myself. Tears flowed. I hugged her back. Those ten seconds over, she headed back to her chair and continued coloring. I looked; Stacy who was dabbing away tears with a kitchen towel. She blew me a kiss. What was that old Art Linkletter show? They really do, don't they?

Mac and cheese tasted pretty much like I remembered twenty years ago. I smiled at Stacy. The professional Mom must have made two boxes because when Gavin asked for seconds she didn't even blink. Brianna asked if I was going to have more. I said sure so she went with me. We both got some; I got a wink and we headed back.

I helped Stacy clear the table. Brianna asked, "Mommy, after I have my bath can Destiny read me a book?" Wow!

"Sure honey. I bet Destiny would like that." Big eyes turned and looked at me. I fought back tears.

"That would be really special sweetheart. I'd love to. Thank you." She smiled, turned and headed to the bathroom. Stacy squeezed my hand; we both had tears. She turned to the bathroom.

Gavin had papers on the dining room table. Oh my god! Homework in ... what, second grade? "Whatcha doing? Homework?"

"Yeah, some math and penmanship." No eye contact, serious concentration on the papers. Okay!

"I'm kinda good at math if you need any help." A nod. Honey, this is so hard isn't it? I'm really proud. Thank you.

"Hey Gav, while your Mom and Brianna are in the bathroom, is there anything you want to say? Just kind of something you can't tell your Mom. I pinky swear I won't tell her." He looked at me. "Give me your hand." I hooked my pinky finger with his. "If I pinky swear like this it means I can never tell what you said."

"But you and my Mom are friends. Won't you just tell her?"

I held up my hand. "Pinky swear means never, not even to your Mom. Honest." He was quiet for a little bit. I could see him struggling with whether to do it. I saw him fight back tears. Oh you poor thing.

"I'm mad at them for making us move. I like it here, my friends are here. I know we'll be closer to Gramps and Grammy but I don't wanna go."

I hugged him. He let me. "Gav, sometimes parents do what they need to for their families. It's been super hard on your Mom. She tells me your Dad misses you all and that the two of you miss him bunches. It'll be hard. But you may like it there after a few years. You'll make friends in school, in sports and stuff. I was born in New Jersey." His head jerked up. "Yup, Hackensack ... it's maybe 30 miles from where you'll be. It was pretty okay growing up there. It may be hard but once everybody's back together it will help. Who knows? Maybe I'll come visit sometime." I held up my hand and winked. "Pinky swear." He smiled, nodded, and went back to his work. Hey dyke that was pretty awesome.

The girls came out of the bathroom, Brianna in a pink frilly cotton nightgown. She took my hand and I followed. Stacy smiled at me. Brianna led me to her bed. I sat down and waited. She picked two books. My, my! She climbed up and snuggled in next to me. "How do you and your Mom do this? Do you turn the pages or does she?"

"I turn the pages when she tells me to. I don't know my words yet so she reads." Ground rules established.

The titles of the books are our secret. Wink! I read the first book, not rushing but not too slow. I would tap the corner when I wanted her to turn a page. I had my left arm around her shoulder as she leaned into me. We finished the first book. I handed her the next one. We tried sounding out the words to the title. She did pretty well. I took my time with this one too. Our page turning system was working great. I tried to go slowly enough so she could maybe follow the words even if she didn't know them. I could feel her head droop as I read. She was running out of steam. We finished. I tucked her into bed and pulled the covers up. "May I give you a kiss goodnight, angel?" She smiled and nodded. I gave her kisses on both cheeks and her nose. She giggled. Little arms went around my neck.

"Thank you Destiny. That was fun. You're a good reader. Will you get my Mommy?"

"Of course I will angel. Sweet dreams. Thank you for letting me read to you." I headed to the dining room. Stacy met me, squeezed my hand and mouthed 'thank you.' I smiled. She headed to the bedroom.

"What time do you go to bed big guy?"

"Pretty soon. I'm almost done." He was practicing cursive penmanship. My god, so many years ago! I got up and poured another glass of wine.

Stacy came out, smiled at me, and said, "Come on kiddo. Time for bed. Say goodnight to Destiny please."

"Night. Nice to meet you."

"May I give you a hug Gavin?" He looked at his Mom, who nodded, and back at me. 

He shrugged. "It was nice meeting you too." I gave him a hug around the shoulders and kissed his cheek. I whispered in his ear. He smiled, turned and headed to his room. Stacy looked at me. I winked, and she followed him to his bedroom. I sat down at the table and waited.

Stacy came out and motioned me to follow her. She opened a door, flicked on a light, and led me to the basement. The first thing she did was wrap her arms around me, mold herself to me, and kiss me like it might be the last one in her life. Oh lordie me. I don't think either of us came up for air for a full five minutes. Hands roamed, fingers slithered, and moans were exchanged. "You were so fabulous with the kids Destiny. Brianna just loves you. She asked if you would come visit us in New Jersey." I smiled. "What did you whisper to Gavin?"

"You were giving your daughter a kiss. I took a chance and asked if there was anything he wanted to get off his chest. I told him about pinky swear." She laughed. "We did and he did. I can't tell you but you probably know what it is." Her sad eyes spoke volumes; she nodded.

'You're probably right lover. But I'm glad you did that and he got a chance to get it off his chest. He'll be okay. We all will. I love you for being so good to my kids Destiny. They're everything." She stopped for a second. "Was it hard for you being with them?" I let it out. I cried bitter, scalding tears. All these years wanting, knowing I couldn't. Being with these two tonight was my night to get a taste. I loved it and it tore holes in my heart. She held me, cried with me.

"Come on you. Let's get some work done so I feel like I've done what I said we were gonna do." She laughed. "What?"

"You dope. You've done more for me and my family tonight than I can ever thank you for. Whatever little scraps of crap we pack up are diddly compared to the time, attention, and affection you gave my children. Thank you Destiny."

All righty then! "So where are these scraps of crap and where do we pack them?" We wrapped in newspaper, packed, taped and marked boxes. Stacy traipsed up and down stairs for this and that while I did the rest. We did at least a couple of hours and, geez, eight or nine boxes of stuff. She didn't want to strip the house, just reduce whatever the realtor had deemed clutter. We spent at least the last forty five minutes on stuff in the basement ... on shelves, in crawl spaces and such. November's cool hadn't yet reached a basement still baked from the hot summer. We were pretty drippy with perspiration. She winked, I did my Groucho eyebrows thing and we hurried to the bathroom. Two women in a shower, dying to get to bed for the night, are gonna do some mischief. We, um, did. We giggled. There were moans, stifled as best as possible. And more. After we dried off we grabbed our clothes and scurried to the bedroom.

The door was locked. The shades were closed. A single lamp lit the room. We lay side by side like. Fingers roamed, lips touched, smiles and whispers exchanged. Stacy told me Matt would be calling. I smiled. I teased her, asking if she didn't have some lingerie she wanted to show me. She poked me in the ribs. She told me she could barely believe I wore that last outfit. I laughed, softly, telling her I was so into it by then I really didn't much care who saw what. She giggled about the thong set, telling me she thought it was so cute that I'd held up my breasts and told everyone their names. When I asked she told me the names of hers. No! Not telling. Well, actually, I bent to introduce myself to them properly. And that's how it started!!

Before I start about our night I want to share. I asked Shade to please give me some privacy so I could do this by myself. She smiled, kissed me and closed the door behind her.

There was no plan, no I'll do this and you'll do that. We just did whatever felt right to and for both of us. We'd been here before – just not 'this' here. Meaning we'd never had the unspoken hanging over our heads. I just felt, at least early on, that she needed ... wanted me to take the lead. So I did. I whispered, as we both did so often that night, and told her not to move her hands after I lifted them over her head. She was already so turned on that she just nodded.

I kissed, licked, lapped, pinched, teased, tickled and any and every other damn thing I could think of on my way south of her warm mouth. Flesh shivered, limbs twitched uncontrollably, and goose bumps were like endless acres of Kansas wheat as I loved her. My eyelashes fluttered, my hair swished, and I used my hips to drag my wet pussy along her torso. She had to bite her lip to contain her moans. Well, at least until I began my assault. I teased, tickled and probed her fabulously bare delta. All other areas of assault were contained far to the north. Her moans begged me to give her what her writhing body told me she desperately needed. Oh lover, I will, just not yet. I want you to remember me, to remember this night, for all the rest of your nights. There's only so much I can do (smile) but oh my word, that only so much is, indeed, so very much!! I used every last bit of everything that I'd ever done and had been done to me this night.

In desperation and frustration Stacy grabbed my hair, pulled me to her mouth, and after a desperate kiss, breathed, "Baby, please give me what I need."

I smiled in what little light there was and said, "Excuse me? Did you call me 'baby'"?

Impossibly big eyes got bigger; she smiled and whispered, "Miss, please give your needy wench what she needs."

"I believe I just will." My mouth bent to her nipple, already hard. My fingers teased, slid deep inside the warm, wet walls, and thrust into her, varying speed, depth, and just how I touched her. My thumb grazed her button. I went as slowly as I could yet hurried to give her the release she had begged for. I teased one pink peak then the other as I turned my hand to tease that special spot inside her. Massaging her clit with the pad of my thumb flipped her switch. She bucked, pulled the pillow to her face and screeched in abandon. I smiled, sped up everything I was did, intent on letting her ride every last bit of pleasure that might be bursting inside her. From the absolutely wild way she bucked, writhed and moved beneath me, she had no idea what her body was doing as it screamed through her. It was so very hot, so gorgeous, and it filled me with warmth, knowing I was capable of giving my Stacy such pleasure. Thankfully it took forever. It just seemed to come at her in waves. I did whatever I could to prolong her bliss. She was crying with joy. She whispered my name. She was hoarse, her legs trembled, and when she threw her hips to the sky one more time, held them impossibly high for what felt like forever, she shivered, screamed, and collapsed.

I held her close. Breathless, she lay limp, shaking. I did my best to give her every bit of my warmth. Knowing Matt would call she had set her phone on the night stand. Thank God! It rang. I reached for it, and handed it to her. Three, then four rings, one more before she answered.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 06



"Hi honey, how was your day?" I smiled. The good wife. I made hand signals to ask if she wanted me to give them privacy. She pulled me to her breast in answer. They talked like lovers! She explained that I'd come for dinner, met the kids, told him how cute I'd been with them, and how much she thought they liked me. He must have been happy from the way she smiled. You could see how much she loved him in the warmth of her smile. I took a nipple in my mouth as a tease. She gasped. He must have asked why; she told him she missed him. Did he press for detail? She gave it to him. I upped the ante with my fingers. She laughed at whatever he said. I didn't look at her; I let them do what they did while I loved her. She nodded and murmured that she missed him and loved the sound of his voice. She called his name as it came close, her eyes closed with whatever he said. I bent to take her clit in my mouth and that sent her ... again. She cried out, crying as she said his name, bucking, her walls pulsing. I felt like a voyeur but for my participation in their lovemaking. I was no more than her love toy as they spoke. It was one of the best, most special moments of my life.

Her face glowed with her pleasure ... or was it blushing? She smiled and cooed at whatever he was saying. She nodded and whispered how much she missed him, needed him, and loved that they had been able to share this intimacy. My face flushed with embarrassment. Her eyes were on me; she caressed my cheek. She murmured love and goodbyes, ending with kisses and more. I've never been party to anything so intimate that I wasn't involved in. Is there such a thing as a 'threesome by proxy'?

"Destiny, you made my night." Oh my god. "I could speak with my husband, love him, listen as he did what he was doing, and let you give me my pleasure. Thank you sweetheart. We haven't been apart for this long. This was so good ... he'll probably want more of the same on the next call." What was there to do but laugh? We did ... and began again.

The night was everything both of us could ever have wished for. Neither of us knew if there might be another. The housing market was still a mess. They'd bought the house at the cusp of what was "winners and losers" in terms of maintaining value versus equity. But with his increase in income they ought to come out okay. In fairness, she had told me that long before this night.

While we rested I asked about Carolyn Kelly. Did she ever get an inkling she might be ... whatever? Kelly laughed. "Really? Does she interest you? Are you attracted to her?" I blushed with every question. "Obviously I had to keep whatever I thought or felt under wraps but ya know, you might be right. I saw how she looked at you. You think it was paranoia. Could be she may be interested. I declare Destiny – I never, ever thought you could ever do that. Look at a woman and wonder if she was a candidate to play for your team." My team? You play for both teams girl!

The rest of the night was every bit as joyous, intimate, and explosive as what I've detailed. We both were exhausted when we finished. Stacy set the alarm, on quiet, for 6 am. She had her head on my shoulder as we cuddled. Yes, we really did sleep that night. I'm not telling for how long!

Waking up so early after so short a night was nothing compared to the stinging ache of knowing that last night's pleasure was history. We whispered to each other that we hoped there would at least be one more ... if not here, somewhere. She helped me dress after pulling on a robe. Fingers slithered and teased but, though we both wanted more ... desperately, we knew we couldn't risk it. There were tears mingled with kisses, whispers and hugs at the door. The sun peeked as I hurried down the sidewalk to the artery nearby. Thankfully I found a cab quickly. I pouted the whole way home.

Home! I turned the key and locked the door as quietly as possible. The living room was away from the morning sun. I thought I may get lucky and be able to sneak into the bedroom without being heard. After setting the purse on the floor I tossed my coat on the couch, only to hear, "Do you want me to wear this or would you prefer me as I am?" My eyes settled in the not quite dark room on my lover waiting for me. I got out of my clothes nearly as quickly as I'd put them on a few minutes ago as I hurried to her. I knelt, leaned, and found her lips with mine.

Truth be told it wasn't the warmest kiss she'd ever given me. It stung a bit but I let it pass. I'd spent the night away from her with another. I can't tell you how I would feel in the same circumstance. I did my very best to let my lips and fingers know I had missed her. Most importantly I was home, with my Shade. The question of whether Kim would find us on the couch again was answered when she stood, took my hand, and led us to our bed. She locked the door; I smiled.

As slender as she is Shade could and did take command making love. I gladly gave her the reins. You ask about detail? Oh please. We're way too far into this and you know about us. Shade was greedy, edgy, and at times I could feel her anger. Well ... I need to think about that. Let me step away for a few minutes and collect my thoughts.

Okay, I'm back. I took a long bath and thought. Anger isn't the word. I knew she was jealous. That was why she'd done what she had before. She'd asked if I still love her. It was clear she had some insecurity about herself, perhaps about us. Don't tell a soul okay – but I have my own! Honey, they don't need to know that. Angel, it's okay; honest! I don't have anything to hide. Snicker. Well okay ... maybe a few things here and there. She's encouraged me to spread my wings. I appreciate that. And I did come home!

Kim's body language wasn't very friendly at breakfast even though Shade and I were clearly okay. I didn't shrug it off. I kind of like that Kim is as protective of her big sister as Shade is of her. It speaks to the love the two have for each other. I offered my hand, palm up, to Shade during breakfast. She smiled and put hers on top of mine. Little things! Let Kim know we were okay.

I'd be telling a fib if I told you Wednesday was a walk in the park with Stacy. But we knew that is it is what it is and got through it. The fact we were leaving soon was both good and bad. That doesn't mean we didn't talk. We did. She told me the kids both thought I was great. Brianna wanted to know if I'd be back soon. I wanted to know when Matt would be home for Thanksgiving. She told me - the evening before, Wednesday night. Okay good. He had to leave Sunday night ... she said he'd gotten as late a flight as he could. Good for him!

Shade and I left the office on Monday the 19th after saying goodbye to Stacy and Kelly. I'd had to make sure every last thing was in order – which made for a very full day. Stacy and I had our goodbye in my office. It was teary and sweet. Kelly hugged us both when we left for the night.

Our flight Tuesday was a little before one. The three of us fit into the back seat of a cab with luggage in the trunk. I had asked why there were only two pieces of luggage and one rather small bag and was told there wasn't too much need for too many clothes because the weather was very warm and the island very casual. I tried, as I had for the last few days, and continued to be frustrated by Shade's gentle misdirection. I had insisted on bringing a handful of paperback novels for the plane and down time. She'd finally given in and told me flying time each way was roughly six hours. I could do half a novel in six hours. Anyway, we had our reservations, passports, Euros, and the like in purses and small carry on bags. TSA is obnoxious but just about anyone who flies knows that!! Thank goodness the weather cooperated ... the plane left nearly on time. Shade and I sat on the two-seat side with Kim on the aisle across from us. Miami here we come!! Woo hoo!! The relatively short flight meant there wouldn't be a meal. Grin! We could grab a little something before our connecting flight. We'd all brought some snacks from home.

Flying is boring unless you're sitting next to a tease. Shade pulled up the arm separating us, asked the flight attendant for a blanket, and began molesting me. Kidding!! She tilted her seat back a bit, leaned into me, and slept. I don't sleep on planes – never have, never will. I read and checked on Kim, who also slept. I had some peanuts and a wine. If you read and aren't familiar with Lisa Gardner you're missing some really fabulous writing. I'm jealous.

We were in the front of the plane so we got out quickly and found what direction we had to go for the connecting flight to wherever we were headed. We found a sandwich shop. I grabbed something and water. The sisters each got what they wanted. It wasn't that long till we were airborne and on our way. Shade finally shared ... because I bugged her so much.

"Lover, it's a clothing optional resort on a Caribbean island. It's exclusive and pricey. In fact, I should tell you how we're handling the airfare and hotel expenses. I'm paying for the two of us and you're picking up the tab for Kim." Um okay. "That seemed the fairest way since she's in college." I nodded.

"That sounds fair Shade. Thanks for sharing. It's been so long since I've been on vacation. I'm looking forward to some quiet time." I thought of a question. "I'm paying for Kim. Is she staying in our room with us?"

"No babe that wouldn't be fair to her or to us. We have a mini suite; Kim has her own, smaller room. When I made the reservations I asked for rooms as close together as possible." She shrugged. I nodded. I'd been out of the country once, a while ago, when I was married. But I'd never been anywhere in the Caribbean. I gave my honey a kiss and went back to reading. J.A. Jance's famous character J.P. Beaumont, in an 'interview' with the author, said something like, 'You seem like such a nice lady. I worry that you write such scary stories.' I remember laughing when I read it. That's how I feel about Lisa! She's such a pretty lady and such a good writer.

Both flights were a breeze. We touched down smoothly and got off the plane. We made potty stops, headed to customs, then to baggage. 'What's the purpose of your visit to the island miss?' How does wanton sex with my lover day and night sound? Somehow I didn't think that would go over well!! She must have asked because Shade led us to where the taxi stand was. We stashed the bags in the trunk, Shade told the driver where we were headed and we crowded into the back – again. For all they talk about how dangerous New York cabs are ... this was god awful but, thankfully, short!! Kim clung to Shade. I can't say I blame her. The asshole was driving so dangerously it was a challenge to keep my eyes on the landscape around us. The little I saw looked absolutely gorgeous!!

Shade checked us in after a porter brought took our bags from the trunk. Kim got her key. We followed her to her room. It was very nice if a bit small. She left her bag in the room, unopened, and followed us as we looked for our room. It wasn't too much of a hike but we found it. Oh how gorgeous!!

Sitting area next to a table and chairs for dining, full kitchen area, patios and chairs front and back, a king bed and what looked like a combo sofa/bed. Not top of the line luxury but very, very nice!! With the back door leading to the beach, the outdoor shower was a very handy touch. I looked at Shade. Her eyes were bright with delight and more. I hoped mine mirrored hers. Kim, familiar as she was with the two of us, said, "I think I'll unpack and leave you two to scope things out." We kissed her; she headed to her room.

There was a suitcase and one smaller bag plus our purses and my tiny plastic bag with our munchies and my books. We opened and unpacked the suitcase. I wondered where my clothes were; the further we cleared out the suitcase the more I began to panic. There wasn't a stitch of my clothing anywhere! I was frantic looking through the hidden pockets inside and out. That and the little bag ... nothing! Shade!!

A knock on the door – Kim was back, after unpacking, in a bikini and flip flops. I was one part furious and one part hysterical. Shade smiled and calmly asked me to undress. She told me she had a surprise for me. I looked at Kim's hands – empty! Had I missed something? I shed my clothing and waited.

"Lover, you trust me don't you?" You dope of course I do!

"Of course Shade!"

"Let me blindfold you and I'll lead you to your surprise." Her eyes softened ... a look I knew all too well. She smiled. I melted. I smiled and nodded. She kissed me as she placed the blindfold over my eyes. Her fingers caressed my skin as we kissed. I moaned when she stepped away. I felt a hand take mine and lead me ... the blast of warm air was in sharp contrast to the chilled air in the room. I felt what was left of the day's hot sun on my skin ... all of it. I heard voices and the soft roll of the insistent ocean. What on earth? The blindfold was removed. I blinked into the bright sunlight. I was facing the ocean ... and a walkway. People walked by, male and female of every color and combination, some hand in hand, some alone. Some fully clothed, some partially, some not at all! Any and every wandering eye could see me. I turned to unleash my fury at Shade and ... two very naked, grinning sisters greeted my unbelieving eyes.

"Welcome to paradise Destiny!" They both hugged me. "The resort and the beach are clothing optional. There's another hotel less than a mile away. The beaches are open to all - though there's a stretch way down from here where nudity isn't quite as prevalent as it can be here."

"Shade, I've never been ..."

"I know lover. That's part of the surprise. You won't need clothes until it's time for us to go home." She smiled into my confused eyes. "You're beautiful Destiny. Let the world see just how gorgeous you really are. It's another of those stretches we've talked about. There's no reason to do this at home. A vacation, combined with this setting, is just what you ... what we all need." Good lord! This woman is a nut. She took my hand in hers and we walked. We stood and looked. There were a few stragglers gathering up their belongings to return to their rooms. It wasn't a flood of people but a steady procession walking in each direction. Tans were evident on some. Not everyone was completely nude. Some wore bottoms. Some eyed us as we stood. Smiles were sent our way. Most of those who looked did so without evidence of anything other than looking at another human. A few eyes flickered up and down – yes, both sexes. But so did mine.

I could feel her eyes on me; Shade had an amused look on her face. "Surprised? Shocked? Interested? It's fun to watch the reaction in your eyes and on your face." I could feel myself blush. "You're blushing? Why? There is a 'kid in the candy store' feel to it all the first few days. You wouldn't be human if you weren't a little aroused and a little shy. You can see the wide assortment of shapes, sizes and ages. It is pretty interesting really." I didn't know what to say. I was still in shock; add curiosity along with a normal reaction to seeing a parade of women – and others.

When I found my voice I said, "Sensory overload comes to mind. I guess the thought that comes to mind is being at the lake at home. The water just keeps on coming. That's the closest I can think of. And it's getting kind of late too. I can't imagine what daytime is like!"

Shade said, "Speaking of which ... we better go find a restaurant and have a snack before the day ends. Maybe we'll stop at the convenience store and pick up a few goodies for the room. Come on Kim." We walked back to the room. I was in all out panic mode. Neither of them made any move to put on clothes. I, apparently, don't have any – except for what I wore on the flight(s). Kim pulled a bunch of sandals and shoes from Shade's luggage. Shade raised an eyebrow. I put on a pair of sandals and fretted. The beach? Okay, I suppose so. Wandering around a hotel nude? A restaurant? Huh?

And, to add to the merriment, the restaurant turned out to be on the far side of the resort from where our room was. We'd have been better off in Kim's room!! Color me mortified. Well at least the sun had gone down!! The pathway was lit with low-wattage bulbs. My GOD the restaurant was gigantic! I suppose it had to be. There were, according to the literature I read in the days that followed, over 150 rooms. Yikers. And where does a naked lady carry her Euros? Not to mention her dark sunglasses. Smirk! Kim giggled when I mentioned that at the table. Yes, we strolled oh so casually to a table ... I know I'm being a goof but it felt like every damn eyeball in the joint was on us. To the delight of the sisters I ordered a double martini. I already felt 'dirty' so no olive juice needed to be added. Ha! Did you laugh? Yaay!

This writing thing is kind of addictive. I'm not sure if I'm any good at it but I'm having fun. Hope all of you are!

Dinner's only purpose was to douse the effects of the martini, whose purpose was to douse my nerves. Actually it wasn't even dinner ... more like a bunch of snacks that we shared. It was fine ... some of the food was familiar, American, some seemed to have a European flair (if that's the right word) to it. Lots of fish as you might expect. I think it was good.

There's something about a vacation that does more than relax. To be in a restaurant with variously clothed, partially clothed and unclothed of both sexes, with a wait staff fully clothed, was odd. Shade, of course, was absolutely no help. Her fingers teased – gently. Overt displays of affection didn't feel right. But I did hold her russian fingers and roman hands to my available nethers. Kim giggled at our obvious, wanton display.

"Lover, what if you find a honey that really peaks (she flicked a nipple) your interest?" My jaw dropped. What on earth?

"Shade, why would I go looking for something when I have you?" Kim beamed.

"So no matter what you only have, as the song says, eyes for me?" I wanted to slug her!

I turned to Kim for help. "What the hell is wrong with her? Why would she say such a thing Kim?" There was an odd little something behind those eyes but her smile gave me no help. Neither did her shrug. Yeah great!! "Shade, just stop." She kissed me. Geez! Not fair. "I love you too babe. So let whatever the little bug is go. I'm not goin' anywhere okay?" I'd been with her long enough to know there was an ember burning somewhere. I wasn't happy about it either.

Tuesday evening came to a gloriously passionate end in our bed. There was absolutely nothing to worry about, no alarm clock to fear, none of the daily grind ahead. Two lovers could enjoy each other till we were done. And we did!

After we were, um, fully awake Wednesday Shade insisted we make a mad dash for a quick dip in the ocean. Who knew legs could run as fast as mine did? The water was comfortably cool enough to harden my nipples, salty and wonderfully refreshing. We splashed, swam a little, and kissed. Her fingers were active below the water. Sigh! No matter how many times I pushed them away she brought them back to their targets. The beach and walkway weren't very busy, thankfully, so not many heard my cries when she took me over again. I extracted a measure of revenge under the outdoor shower. Wink! The thick privacy bushes, on both sides, between the suites did nothing to contain Shade's pleasure. I had been pleasantly surprised on the walk back from the water that the sand, though it was early morning, was warm but not so unbearable to make you want something to cover your soles. Nice little diversion huh?

Shade called Kim who met us on the way for breakfast. I pitched a hissy that we had to stop at the 'General Store' after. I did not want to do three meals a day naked. The two of them thought I was way too funny. Breakfast was a buffet. The scrambled eggs were tasteless, the blueberry muffins were tasty, the coffee was disgustingly strong but I ate every damn bit of it. You'll be proud ... I went back for seconds. For more food. Geez!! 




Shade's Destiny Ch. 06



We did stop at the store – for food, snacks, drinks, wine, water and more. Do you remember the table cloth thing Cai draped over my shoulders? I hoped I could find something like it. I didn't care about the length – just something to cover me if and when I wanted to be covered. Yes I'm a baby; so what? It's my body! We compromised; I bought a sheer white sarong. It doesn't look bad now; when I get my tan it will really be hot! Not even I could argue about my breasts being visible. What did Shade have to say about that? I'm smiling. She's between my legs. More on that later!!

Shade and Kim slathered me with sun screen before we headed to the beach. Actually, we took turns applying generous amounts ... essential on our first full day. Shade had packed beach towels for the sand. We rinsed them thoroughly every night and hung them over the backs of chairs to dry. Do you know what sand feels like when you're trying to dry yourself after a shower? Let alone those intimate places we have to dry! Damn resort knows too - and rents beach towels.

We hit the beach early enough that we got some sun before it got too high in the sky. Between that and quick, refreshing dips in the ocean, we were all smiles. After a third dip we took quickie showers so we could reapply protection. We each took turns with the other. I was tasked to do Kim's hips and below. I made sure to get on her left side as she lay face down in the sand. I squirted liberal amounts on her ass and legs and began to smooth the silky liquid on her slender form. I looked at Shade and winked. She smiled. A hand did what it did on a leg while the other covered her hips and butt. I teased, smoothed, covered, and teased. She lifted her hips invitingly. Innocently? Shade's grin let me know she knew what I was doing. I took my time, waited until the signs of arousal were obvious, then slid my fingers into their prize. I saw her lift her head to her arm. She groaned deliciously. I massaged her legs while my fingers teased. It didn't take all that long; her cries weren't all that muffled on a not so empty beach. I saw heads turn on the beach and the walkway. Shade winked; her hands were busy on her sister's breasts. Kim bucked against and with my fingers. She cried out, helpless in her ecstasy as I fucked her. She shivered when it ended. She had called me every damn name in the book in more than one language ... and smiled when we turned her over and I kissed her! Well, we both kissed her.

Even in the November sun it was safety first – so, ninety minutes in the sun, two hours in the shade. That included a light lunch. No one was that hungry but the afternoon beckoned. Oh for cripes sake! Shade insists that I change a few things. I didn't feel it necessary to include everything but ... she has her ways! Ninety minutes in the sun and two hours in the shade (and a couple of fingers in Shade). That included a light lunch and a, um, snack afterward. Happy now?

The afternoon was dicey. We could only be out for forty five minutes at a time. The front porch offered a comfortable resting place as it wasn't in the sun. Shade took advantage of one of the afternoon breaks to call and make a reservation for Thanksgiving dinner. Yup, the restaurant had a traditional feast. We wondered if the European contingent would find somewhere else to go or would enjoy the many dishes so familiar to so many.

The Boutique wasn't all that far away from our room. We strolled. Shade wanted to get a few things more for the fridge. I wandered to where the clothes were. I found it odd that there were so many choices at a clothing optional resort. All sorts of souvenirs. I was shaking my head, looking, when I heard the voice, "My, you certainly are attractive." Startled, I turned. Very brown eyes met mine. He was very nice looking, gorgeous actually, and then there was his body! Trim, cut, abs to die for, legs long and hard ... speaking of hard!! Um! Course I, being this me, wondered where his boyfriend was! But when he told me how attractive I was I saw the interest sparkle in his eyes. Wow, it had been a long time since I'd seen anything close to that in a man's eyes! He must have thought I was good looking. His bright eyes, wide smile, and more said so. Too late dude! I have what I want ... and she has breasts. "Who's Shade?" Oh geez – the collar!

"She's my sweetheart." The smile flickered. "I'm Destiny, but you've probably already guessed that." I offered my hand. He shook it firmly as he told me his name. "Nice to meet you too Jim. How long are you here for?"

"We came in Monday and leave Saturday. How about you?"

"We got here last night and leave early Monday. It's a bit of an unusual place to spend Thanksgiving but I'm enjoying it so far." Shade picked that moment to come by. I introduced her to Jim. She smiled brightly as she shook his hand. "It was nice meeting you Jim. Thank you for the compliment. Have a great Thanksgiving." I took her hand and we left.

"He's very handsome. How did all that happen?"

"I don't know. I was looking at the souvenirs and things and he just said hello." I shrugged my shoulders. "No reason to be rude. He wasn't ogling me or anything."

"He really did think you're cute. Did you see?"

"Poor things; if they're aroused they have no way to hide it. Why would I look? I'm not interested in men. I have you, remember?" Shade turned her head, a smile on her face. "I know, I know ... odd that I, the straight wife from Kokomo, am now a single lesbian at a clothing optional resort with my honey and her sister. I just know I'm happy." Shade stopped, turned and kissed me. I smiled and sighed. It was sweet and hot.

Back at the room, we put lotion on each other and headed to the sand. Falling asleep in this sun was not an option. We also had to be careful that certain areas didn't get burned. That wouldn't be good – at all. That falls into the category of things you don't normally have to think about. I sure as hell did now! The water was a really nice refresher. Really all you needed to do was dive, swim a few strokes underwater and come up.

When we'd had enough we took our towels and headed to the combination bar and grill. The walk down the beach was kind of fun. There were a lot – a LOT – of people. We really didn't need money; we just signed tabs to the room. Chips and salsa were plenty and the wine was okay. We talked while we sat. I couldn't imagine coming to a place like this with someone I only kind of knew. Shade agreed. It was for couples. We both kind of felt bad for Kim but we could hardly not bring her. It was nice to have a quiet moment. We decided on one more quick dip before heading to the room. We took our time getting back. What seemed like an endless parade of humans had already become little more than just another, um, day at the beach. Kim was sitting on the ocean side patio when we arrived. We showered to get the sand off our feet. At Shade's request, Kim got shampoo. We all washed our hair. That would do for now.

I poured myself glass of wine and took my book to the front patio to give the sisters some together time. I really don't know how long but eventually the two of them came to join me. Shade plopped herself in my lap. Brat. The kiss she gave me had me wondering what the two of them had been doing in the room. Kim's rather dreamy eyes left me pretty sure I knew. Shade squirmed in my lap. I put my hand high on her thigh; she opened her legs. Hmm. I whispered in her ear. She turned and straddled me. I moved her hand between her legs and smiled. She pouted but got the message. We kept our eyes on each other as she teased and pleased herself. My eyes encouraged her; my fingers teased and caressed. I felt her rock as her fingers slid in and out of her pussy. She leaned in to kiss me; I fucked her with my tongue. She used my mouth to cover her moans when she came. I pinched a nipple as it took her, held her to me with my free hand at the back of her head, letting her know I loved watching her. With a shiver she broke the kiss. I whispered, "I love you babe." She fed me her fingers; her eyes shone with lust as I made a show of licking and lapping them clean. A big sigh, a smile, and she lay her head on my shoulder. Kim winked at me as she smiled. Anyone walking by would have had a front row seat. Several passed; a few heads turned. But I was locked in on my lover's eyes. She turned sideways again. I gave her a sip of my wine as she relaxed with me. I opened my book when I felt her sleeping. Kim got up to go back inside and took my wine glass with her. She came back out a few minutes later and set it on the table next to me. She kissed me and whispered how beautiful it was to see us make love. I smiled and nodded.

I kept an arm around Shade as she slept. I was comfortable; if she was why not let her rest. Eventually I felt her move as she slowly came back awake. She kissed my neck and smiled as she realized where she was. "That was so sexy Destiny. I don't think we've ever done that before. And you're so cute to let me fall asleep in your lap."

"Shade, you weigh about a hundred and nothing. You were curled up, comfortable, and drifted off. Why not let you sleep where you were? And yeah, that was pretty hot. I just loved watching your eyes change as we made love to each other."

"I think the sun and the wine kinda hit me all at once. A nice little refreshing nap helped. What are we doing tonight?"

"We had chips when we were at the little bar and grill so I'm not hungry. Why don't we look and see what's going on for entertainment tonight?"

"I'll go look," said Kim as she popped up out of the chair. She came back with the resort's book. "Tonight is open mic night. That might be fun. No rush for dinner as they serve from 6:30 to 9:30. Anyone else want to go back in the water for a bit before the sun goes down?" I looked at Shade; she shrugged. We all got up, Shade and I grabbed our beach towels, Kim a bath towel and we headed back. We just tossed our towels on the sand and raced together to the water. Laughing as we splashed our way out we all dove in headfirst. I stayed in the refreshing, cool water so only my head was above the surface. Not smart. Kim dove underwater, turned herself, and lapped at my pussy. I just stared, open mouthed, at Shade as she laughed. Thankfully Kim had to come up for air. I made sure to stand. I punched her in the shoulder as the little brat asked me, "What kind of fish was that getting a taste of you?"

"A soon to be extinct species seldom seen in these parts." 

Shade, always a big help, offered, "A sucker fish?" The three of us all giggled. We splashed each other as we walked back to the sand and lay on the towels for a bit to let the gentle breeze dry us. The sky was beginning to take on the darkening hues of night as we walked back to the room. After rinsing our feet we gave the blankets a thorough shake and soak to clean them for tomorrow. We gabbed back and forth about this and that the whole time. We draped the towels over the back of the chairs and lay out on the soft plastic, ladder-back chaise loungers. Shade curled up next to me. It was comfortable, intimate and very relaxing. It was only our first full day but there wasn't a care in the world. Sweet!!

There was no rush to do anything so we didn't. Kim got up and came back with a glass of wine for me and a bottle of water for herself. Perfect! I offered a sip to Shade. She told me to pour it on my breast. I'd read this in a story once; I sat up, leaned over, and dunked the breast in the glass. She cooed as she lapped at me. Then she took a sip from the glass. Silly, fun, little things like that. Course, if one sister does it the other one wants to. Sigh! Yeah it's tough being the object of their affection but I'm trying to bear (bare?) the 'burden' of it!

You can probably guess what happened next. The comments ran to how little of my breast actually fit in the glass. So first one, then the other of the sisters had to see just how much each of them could fit. Silly vacation tricks. Kim won!

I wanted to get some measure of how much color I'd gotten so I put my sarong on. Shade thought I'd done a pretty good job getting a good base on the first day. I was more red than tan but not 'ouch' red. We figured it would make a nice contrast to my tan by Friday. Woo hoo!!

We strolled to the restaurant in what little of the day's light remained. The soft lamps weren't yet lit. The one constant of the day was the absolute relaxed body language in everyone we saw. I credited that to the atmosphere of the resort, the warm temps, and the never-ending surf. No one was in a rush, everyone was pleasant. If not constant chatter between strangers, there seemed to be little gatherings here and there on the beach and in the bar and restaurant.

I mentioned something to Kim and Shade and they began to pay attention. I'd decided to make eye contact as we walked. Eye contact people! If they met mine I wouldn't look away. If they wandered I waited. If there was a smile I returned it. Not overt, just idle curiosity on my part; an experiment of sorts. Shade and I were clearly a couple. Sometimes my arm was around her shoulder; sometimes hers was around my waist. She and Kim held hands and clearly were sisters. I may have mentioned this ... but the overwhelming majority of couples were, as you'd expect, M/F. There were some F/F like us and very few M/M. Well, at least that was a one-plus day observation on my part. Lovers all!! It's all wonderful.

At dinner we three kibitzed about our various random sightings and thoughts. All three had eyes on them. Perhaps, as I was the tallest, I'd gotten a bit more 'interest.' Interestingly, Shade wondered if I was perceived as the 'Alpha' of the three. We ordered dishes with the full intention of sharing. Kim asked if I was going to sing. Um, no! I did mention it would be interesting to see who would. There was a healthy mix of American, Canadian and a melting pot of Europeans. Shade made mention of other, similar resorts in places like Jamaica. Sheesh; I really need to get out more.

I teased Shade about how much work had gotten done today. "I've already checked!" Kim and I voiced our 'outrage.' We determined there had to be some sort of appropriate punishment – to be decided at a later time. Shade glared at me for baiting her. I smiled; she hadn't had to take the bait. I originally typed she didn't have to bite but ... um!!

Such was the tone at very relaxed, enjoyable dinner. We asked the server what time open mic started and if it was in the main dining area. Glad we did. It was, in fact, on the outdoor patio. Could we reserve a table? He went to ask the host and came back with a smile. We had nearly the last available table. Yaay!! We decided to pay the tab and head outside. With the sun long gone, the cool air would be nice. Cool being relative with 80 degree temps and light breezes. The other constant was humidity – but that was something of a blessing. Eighty, breezes and little humidity would have felt cooler on sun-warmed skin. Sorry, too much detail. We got up and were led to our table.

Those in attendance, overall, were probably in our age range. We had wondered between us if it would be karaoke, if there was a band, or if it would be a capella. (mickey ur a dope!) The question was mute as the stage had instruments and the like set up. We ordered drinks. I love this game. I explained it to Kim and Shade. Look at couples and guess by their body language how they're doing. It's more fun when you're in an urban setting dining outside with a lot of foot traffic. But play we did. We decided to have a little fun along the way. I would get up to use the ladies room and Kim would move and sit next to her sister. We would look and see whose eyes checked out the new alignment and what the interest was. Goofy yes; what else was there to do?

Thankfully the music began. They were good. There was a good mix of classics, island, and other. People came up and slipped notes requesting songs to sing. After about a twenty minute set the lead singer called out a name. A young lady hurried to the stage. My god, she was as gorgeous as her voice. It sounded like Italian but the language didn't matter. She could carry a tune! The three of us looked at each other ... yowza! Some middle-age looking dude made a pathetic attempt to sing 'New York, New York.' Francis Albert must be spinning in his grave. An absolutely gorgeous black lady had everybody in tears with her riveting rendition of Whitney's 'I Will Always Love You.' She hit ever note perfectly and got a standing ovation from the crowd ... including the band!! It was the highlight of a wonderful, entertaining evening. I followed her with my eyes. I made sure when we left to stop at her table to give her hugs and kudos on her gorgeous voice. She seemed grateful if a bit embarrassed. That's enough detail about a truly glorious evening.

It was a great night ... and we capped it off with a stroll on the beach and a quick dip in the ocean. It would have been nice to call it a moonlit stroll but clouds had rolled in as the evening progressed. We all whined about Thanksgiving in the rain. We lay on our backs, hand in hand, and stared at the sky. A soft rain began to fall. Kim wanted to head to the room. She was 'shouted' down. A nice soft, warm rain felt as beautiful as a dip in the ocean. Kim and Shade both were such little slips of nothing that their teeth were chattering. Sheesh. I stood on the beach and let the water rinse me like the outdoor shower would. I actually danced my way back to the room. Those passing by who saw me smiled as I crossed the path to our patio. I'm not sure if I'd ever felt as peaceful as I did on that gorgeous rainy night! I rinsed the sand from my feet, took the towels inside and joined the sisters.

Shade asked, with the rain and all, if Kim could sleep on the sofa bed for the night. Well duh!! "Will she mind the cries of passion during our all night lovemaking?" No, even I couldn't keep a straight face when I said that. We all knew how randy Shade and I could be. I hung up the towels on the shower and, after a potty break, joined my honey in bed. We lay together side by side. Between kisses, whispers were shared about the day. Four more glorious days. I could hardly wait. There was no urgent need for lovemaking. The day had been a lovely demonstration of how we felt about each other. I was at peace, in love, and let sleep take me when it was time.







Author's Note: As ever, this is a flight of fantasy; completely fictitious. If there is any resemblance to anyone walking among us my apologies. Another author put it so well: "The site is free. The author is 'paid' in comments and votes." I hope you've enjoyed another chapter of a rather long tale. Plenty more still to come!!!

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Shade's Destiny Ch. 07



The soft patter of rain woke me. Or maybe it was Shade's body laying so close, leg thrown across mine, her arm holding me. I frowned at the former and smiled at the latter. Still asleep, her rhythmic breaths warmed my neck. I wondered what our future was then laughed to myself at how astounding the thought was – given all that came before. I felt the slender figure snuggled into me, so peaceful in her rest. She still is a puzzle. She'd done so much to protect me from one who wanted to harm me. She'd done such awful things to Stacy. I do love her. We'll work the rest out. She's as much a work in progress as me. No doubt about that!! As if on cue her eyelids fluttered, she smiled when she focused on me, then climbed atop me to wish me, very demonstrably, a Happy Thanksgiving!!

It was quite a bit later when we finished our shower. Kim had a long face ... she pointed to the windows when we asked why. It was still raining and the sky showed no signs that it would clear any time soon. Wonderful. We had breakfast in the room. I offered to go to the store and buy a deck of cards. We could play hearts or gin rummy. They whined but I went. I didn't care about the rain. I'd already had my shower but what the heck. Not a soul seen on the way, though there were a few in the store. I bought a coffee, sandwiches (just in case), and a deck of cards. The rain had slowed to a drizzle on the walk back but that didn't improve the prospects for the day. No point in being on a wet beach. We could dry the chairs on the back patio and lay out there – even with the clouds. 

I opened the door to the suite and smiled as I heard familiar sounds coming from the bedroom. I declare, leave these two alone and they'll just act like sisters!! I set the plastic bag on the kitchen counter and headed to the bedroom. Yup, they were quite busy – faces buried in each others pussies. I used their attentiveness to my advantage and smacked Shade hard on her ass. They both yelped; Kim's hands were also caught by my sharp slap.

"What the fuck was that for?" Shade whined.

"Enough of you two going at it behind my back." They looked at me in shock; it wasn't the first time I'd seen them together and we all knew it. "You want to play together? I have the rule book and I'm the referee. Here are the rules." I had no clue what I was going to say. "You have exactly sixty minutes. You may not use your hands; you may only use your lips and your tongues." How I came up with this I have no idea! "Everything on your sister's body is fair game save for her pussy. I'm going to tie your hands behind your back so you can't cheat. Any questions?"

They moaned, whined and pleaded – all for naught. I used whatever I could find in the suitcase to bind their wrists. First Shade, who glared at me with malice in her eyes. When they were secure I kissed her long and hard. Kim had a little smirk on her face. I guess she thinks my little game is kind of erotic. I kissed her too. Her kiss let me know I was right!

I waited till the hand hit twelve on my watch and said, "Begin." It was pretty funny watching them try to coordinate their bodies and not be able to use their hands. After fifteen minutes Shade was moaning in frustration. After thirty minutes they both begged me to set them free. After forty five minutes they'd both used up just about every possible idea that they could think of. They did try – try! – to use their hips for their mutual pleasure. Oh no!! Miss Manners wasn't having any of that!! An extra ten minutes was added ... oh my god, the air turned bluer than the ocean waters. Vietnam was under French control for a time. Some of the curses were in French!! Wink. Seventy minutes had each of them gasping, exhausted and badly in need of release. I found the egg in the suitcase and slipped it inside Shade, who swore revenge.

"Does my baby need to cum?" in my sleaziest sing-song voice.

"You fucking well know I do and you better let me," was the desperate reply.

"I'm sorry dearest.' I reached pulled her to me and kissed her. "Don't you think you should speak with respect to one who controls whether you will be allowed your pleasure?" I turned up the egg; her knees buckled; I dialed it down at once. "Is there any other way you can think of to phrase your request pet?" I had led her to the chair I had been sitting in as we talked. I found that the store's plastic bag made a perfect restraint for her ankle. A plastic garbage bag was used to bind the other ankle. Shade screeched with frustration. I turned up the egg and tweaked a nipple. "Speak with respect pet!" Her eyes widened; she opened her mouth to spew more venom. I hushed her with a kiss. "I love you Shade."

I turned to Kim. "Kim, is there one thing you've ever wanted to do with me that you've never done?" Her eyes went wide with shock. She looked at her sister who was crazed with frustration. Her lips slowly formed a big ole smile.

"I've always wanted to fuck you with a strappie. I know Shade's had you that way and ..." She let it trail off.

"Well I think you should have your wish. After all it is Thanksgiving and lord knows we all have so much to be thankful for ... don't we Shade?" She didn't answer; I dialed up the egg and she screamed.

I bent and looked her in the eye as I dialed the egg down. "Pet, if you come without permission ..." I shook my head ..."you will regret it! Are we clear?" She nodded. I pinched a nipple – hard. "I didn't hear you!"

"Yes miss." She couldn't look me in the eye. I lifted her chin, smiled and held her gaze. "I'm not to cum without your ... permission." That last was gasped out as I dialed up the pleasure. I dipped a finger in her soaked lips, wet her lips with it and kissed her. She moaned. I whispered my love, caressed her cheek and moved to the bed. Kim stood waiting, harness and plastic in hand. 

"Did your sister get you off Kim or do you need a little something to get you ready?"

She looked at me with wide, disbelieving eyes then nodded. "Yeah, that would be good."

I climbed on our bed, lay with my head hanging over the edge and brought her hips to me. I lapped at her scented, soaked sex. I don't know how long they'd been going at it when I came back. Was it what she'd seen me do to Shade? Was it that she was excited about fucking me? Regardless, she exploded with a wild scream. I had a firm hold on her hips – thankfully. I could see her fingers work her clit as my tongue worked in and out of her. Did she want to help? Audience participation is invited! I slipped up onto the bed, helped her into the harness, and crawled on my back to the pillows. I winked at Kim and made a slight head nod. We both looked at a wild eyed Shade who was slumped in the chair.

"Are you being a good girl Shade?" She looked at me helplessly and nodded. I gave Kim a kiss, helped guide the plastic to my pussy and we began. Kim is young, it's hard to explain just how little she really is and she fucked me every which way possible. Let's leave it at this ... youth equates to stamina. Stamina combined with fitness is a very, very good thing!! Ladies, this nearly thirty nine year old woman says if you can, find yourself a young one!! No offense to Shade.

When both of us finally had the energy to move Kim lifted from me. I helped remove the harness. We both went to free Shade from her bonds. Kim bent to set her ankles free. When she had her hands free Shade clawed at me, screaming, screeching, and flailing wildly in anger. I backed up, scared out of my wits. Shade ripped the plastic from the remaining ankle. She came at me, fists flying. I was stunned. Honest to god I didn't know what was going on!! Kim stepped in front of her sister, whispered in their language, held her arms with her hands as she spoke softly. Shade's eyes spat fire. I was terrified ... having no clue what was going on. Kim led Shade to the sitting area then came back to me.

"I know what this is Destiny. You did something today and there was no way to explain it before. You couldn't know; Shade wouldn't know how to explain it. Let me handle her now. I think she'll be able to talk to you in a while." What could I do but nod? She kissed me softly and went back to her sister. Still shaken and beyond confused I went to get a bottle of wine, a glass and my book. Both in hand and a towel over my arm I headed to the front patio. After laying the towel over the chair I sat and gulped half a glass.

"Is everything okay there?" I turned to my left. She was my age or a bit older, nude but for a purple bottom. Short brown hair, parted in the middle framed big brown eyes. Her body was curvaceous and hinted at having birthed children. "My husband and I have seen the three of you. It's obvious two of them are sisters and two of you are lovers." She shrugged. "I'm sorry if I seem nosy but the ... it was rather loud. Just tell me if I need to mind my own business."

I waved, inviting her to come sit with me. She did. I stood and did the European cheek kissing thing. "I'm Destiny. Thank you. In the moment it's nice to have someone to sit and chat with."

"I'm Celine." I smiled. She rolled her eyes. "I know. I get that a lot with the famous singer. My Momma didn't know." She pronounced it with the accent on the second syllable. I invited her to sit. She told me she was from Thionville, France. I asked; it was near the border of Belgium and Luxembourg. They were here on holiday – children grown, she and her husband decided to take some time together. She's apparently older than I'd guessed. She asked about us ... I told her. Her eyes widened as I gave her some of the details. "You love this woman even after all you've been through?"

I had to smile. "I know Celine; it still feels odd to both of us sometimes. But the truth is – yes, I do! There's so much more to her than I ever dreamed. She loves me ... even if it's not always the most traditional notion of love. And I do love her. I'm not what I was and she's not all she's going to be." Celine smiled at what I'd said. "We have a long way to go - together." I made the last word a point of emphasis. "And I'll hold her hand every step of the way!"

Her eyes teared. "Destiny, those might be the most lovely words I've ever heard anyone say." She leaned and squeezed my hand. "I wish you both every happiness ... I'm so glad to have met you!" She hugged me and went back to her suite.

I took a sip of my wine as I thought about what I'd told Celine. Our story had to seem unusual to someone on the outside. There were times I wondered how we wound up like this. I ticked through the different emotions. Grateful to a new employer, thankful for a new friend, bitter anger mixed with steely resolve toward a blackmailer. Then, acceptance of a new me and, remarkably, finding myself in love. Odd huh? I smiled a little smile. Could anyone possibly write a story about those two people? Better yet, would anyone read it and believe it possible? The wry smile remained.

I've no idea how long it was when Kim finally came and sat with me. She brought more ice. "Even though the day is young you're going to need some wine Destiny. This isn't going to be easy." Uh. Okay. "I'm going to tell you some of this and then we'll go in. Shade needs to do most of it herself." Do what, I wondered.

"Kim, I'm not gonna lie to you. Shade scared the hell out of me before. I'm not so sure I want to be alone with her. Is she okay?" I made a move to get up and winced. Kim blushed and bit her lip. "Bitch!" I smiled. "You liked it huh?"

She nodded, smiled, and said, "Yeah, I did. That's what did it to Shade too, seeing someone, me, top you."

"I had an inkling that might have been the case but I never meant for it to explode like it did, Kim. I did that whole thing as a tease ... having the two of you only use your tongues, putting the egg in her, even making her watch while you took me. It wasn't meant to upset her ..." Kim interrupted me.

"I know, I know. That's the point. You didn't do it on purpose but you set off a reaction in her you couldn't have known about. I'm the only one who knows. Let me tell you!" I nodded, curious now. "Shade was in therapy. You knew that."

"Yeah, it was a disaster. She left; the therapist kicked her out because she wasn't working on herself."

Kim smiled. "That's what she's told everyone. I'm the only one who knows the truth ... other than Shade. The shrink is the one who figured out the truth, called Shade out on it, and told her that she was covering up her true self by turning women when she was, in fact, the submissive one. She came home sobbing. It took a while to get it out but ..." she shrugged, "it did. She's always been afraid to really let go, really love someone because she feared her submissive self would be exposed and she'd lose herself ... and her business. She used women, Destiny, because it was the only way she knew to protect herself. Take Dawn ... Shade had no respect for her at all. Any of them could have left. I mean really - what would Shade have been able to do?" She looked at me. The sky may not have been clearing but some things that had been unclear began to come into focus.

"I remember Stacy telling me Shade really liked me early on. That's what you're talking about right?"

Kim smiled. "Yup, Shade used to come home bouncing off the walls. She was so excited about having you come to work for her. She was head over heels about you from early on. Why do you think she moved you to full time, promoted you, helped you find that apartment? I wouldn't say she was in love with you early on but she sure had a major crush on you. I told her to go slow." She paused a moment. "I was furious when she told me what she was planning to do to you. I told her it was wrong to use you that way. That she should trust herself and you and let things play out the normal way. But she was too scared. You did that stupid metal box thing." She shook her head. "And then you fell into the trap."

"God damn her. I knew there was nothing illegal about what I'd done. She knew full well I hadn't taken the money and never would. Shit! I should have stood up to her and I didn't." I slammed my hand on my thigh. "Ow!"

Poor Kim. She laughed so hard. I wanted to be mad at her but how could I. I'm the idiot who hurt myself – again. "Oh my God Destiny, don't you see? If you hadn't signed that paper you would never have allowed Shade to have any kind of relationship with you. You were straight." A smirk. "Or so you thought." Well that was true enough. Even Stacy knew.

"Stacy knew. She had a major crush on me too."

"Oh my god!! Shade did what she did to Libby (I cringed) and Stacy for completely different reasons Destiny. She knew she had to expose Libby to protect you! She knows people who do security work; she wanted Libby ..." She shook her head. "She couldn't let Libby get to you." I shuddered. "Stacy was completely different. Shade knew Stacy had the hots for you big time. Shade told me she thought Stacy was in love with you ... might even leave her husband for you."

"What!! How could she know that?" How on earth could Shade know that?"

"She never did say. But she was determined to keep you for herself. She was a wreck the night you stayed with Stacy. She cried all night. She set the alarm real early so she could be on the couch when you came home. She thought it was so nice of you to offer, Destiny, but she hated it." Yeah, but oh my god what a night! "I can see in your eyes you two had some kind of special night huh?" I smiled and nodded. "She was so proud of you for doing what you did."

"Can I tell you something Kim? Just between me and you?" She looked at me; I was pretty sure she knew what I was going to say. "She's moving, leaving town because of Shade. I'm furious."

She couldn't look at me, just kept her head down, shaking it. "Goddamn her," she said softly. "I thought for sure you were going to tell me you wanted to see Stacy again." I smiled. "Oh, you do." She sighed and shrugged her shoulders.

"I made Shade give me all the DVDs of Stacy. She didn't want to but I told her it was a deal breaker if she didn't." Kim looked at me, eyes wide with surprise. There was something else there as well. I couldn't quite place it.

"Okay, it's time you two love birds have a little talk with each other." She took my hand and led me inside.

Shade was on the couch. I sat down next to her. Kim sat in a chair to our right. Shade wouldn't look at me. I stood up, pushed Shade to her back and lay on the couch next to her, my arms around her. I kissed her, long and softly, with love, pressing my body to hers. I wasn't aggressive or sexual; I just wanted her to feel loved. She kissed me back but there was not a lot of emotion or passion in the kiss. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. I turned myself so I was sitting on the couch. Shade stayed on her back. I lifted her feet to my lap and massaged them gently. She didn't look at me.

Kim said something in her language. I made eye contact and shook my head. She nodded. "Shade, are you tired?" Shrug. "Do you want to take a nap?" Shrug. She got up, came to the couch, knelt and looked into her sister's face. "Say something to Destiny, Shade. She wants to talk with you. Say something." Shade shook her head. "No, you can't do this. You can't withdraw. She's not angry with you. She loves you. You two need to talk this out. Shade, it's the only way." She lifted her sister's chin to they could look in each other's eyes. "And it's time. Now's the time. Right now!" She took her sister by the shoulders, helped her to a sitting position, then went and sat down.

Shade sat with her eyes down. I looked at Kim. She shrugged; I nodded. I was willing to wait as long as it took for Shade to say something. It had to start with her. We sat. We waited.

And waited.

And waited.

"I'm sorry." A teeny tiny voice, the voice of a child. (I'm writing, remembering and I have tears.) I looked at Kim; she had tears in her eyes. I did too. "I hurt you. I'm so sorry. You were only kidding around, teasing me. You pushed me in a deep, dark place you couldn't know about because I can't ... couldn't talk about it. Only my baby sister knows." I wanted to hold her, touch her but it felt like I just had to sit. "She insisted on moving in with me to keep me from getting in trouble. I love you so much and I'm so messed up I had to hurt you to get you to love me." The tears started again. "Kim was so angry. I never loved any of the others. None of them ever had the guts to stand up to me, no backbone. You almost walked out on me that Friday. I would have lost you forever. I was dying inside. Your pride got the better of you." I looked at Kim; she had the biggest smile on her face. "I wanted that picture of you. For me, the beginning, the first step, your first time with a woman. My god it was so hot! I almost blew it. I wanted you so badly. You nearly made me cry you were so good." Oh my god! "Did Kim tell you how mad she was at me for what I was doing to you?"

"Yes."

Shade nodded. "She kept after me, screamed at me, told me I had to ease up on you. Even Kim got it wrong. You had something none of them did. You had backbone. You're no submissive. I should know." Good god! "I told you about how bad things got a few years ago." I nodded. "I had Stacy start looking. I had to keep finding new clients. It was sick. But it was all I knew. I'd been doing this for some time just not in or at work." I knew what she meant even though it was in verbal short hand. "You love Stacy don't you?" My eyes flashed to Kim. Hers were huge; she shrugged.

"Shade, honestly, I think I could if things were different. I don't know. I'm with you and she's leaving soon. Neither of those things is going to change." Kim smiled.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 07



"Can you love me if I'm your submissive?" What?

"Can you love you and allow yourself to just be whatever it is you are without all this other stuff getting in the way?"

The silence filled the room.

"I need to go back in therapy Destiny. That okay with you?"

"I need to just love you every step of the way. That okay with you?" She started to cry -big ole crocodile tears, hard, body rattling sobs. Kim and I got up at the same time and went to hug her. We both love her ... for different reasons. She finally cried herself out. Kim brought a box of Kleenex from the bathroom. Shade blew her nose and wiped her red, swollen eyes. I kissed her. Um, a real kiss. An 'ooh baby I need you' kiss. She smiled into it.

I wasn't exactly sure if the storm had passed. It felt like we'd taken the high winds, roiling waves and survived. But there was a lot of work, hard work, ahead. She had to do what she had to do but I'd be at her side – figuratively if not literally. Remember I told you I'm a reader? I thought of the late great Robert B. Parker's Sunny Randall and Jesse Stone novels. Each of them sought help. The passages in the books were fascinating. Amazing how he handled each of their personal struggles in therapy. Please understand – I only reference those to highlight my limited experience in therapy after my divorce. It's why I knew I had to let Shade grind out the hard, hard work ahead on her own. Alone, but knowing I am here, waiting, with open arms and love in my heart!

Kim burst out of her chair and said, "Anyone want to make a mad dash to the water?" I grabbed a hand, she took another, and we three headed out the door in a full sprint, naked as the day we were born, laughing like ten thousand maniacs. We dove headfirst into the chilly water. I swam and swam. I stood and body surfed in the endless waves. They carried me to shore. I laughed, wandered back out, swam again, and let the ocean do what it does. The sisters followed my lead. Their tiny forms, oddly, made it harder. They were neither tall nor substantial ... it seemed to work against them. But it didn't matter. They enjoyed it nonetheless. I saw Shade eye me; I knew that look. I shook my head. We needed the dust to settle a bit before we made love. She made pouty face. I smiled; she did too. We played, splashed, body surfed and let it all just be! I think our laughter must have carried over the water. When we finally headed in there were a handful who stood watching with a variety of amused and interested looks on their faces.

Oh my god!! My iTunes is playing Faith Hill's fabulous 'Me.' I'm in tears. 'With you all I ever had to be is me.' Oh thank you Faith!! 'What you get is what you see.' Oh honey!! Shade, can you feel her? That's all I need!!!

It's a Saturday night as I write. My honey has been very patient with me as I've struggled to capture our story. Her eyes are calling to me, letting me know it's our time. Wink! Night night all. I promise to continue this tomorrow.

It's Sunday afternoon and I'm back at it. I don't want to skimp on the rest of the trip but there's so much more I want to tell you about. After the tumult, Thursday turned out to be a pretty good day. Dinner was outstanding. There was so much food you couldn't possibly eat it all. Dishes were both American and foreign, simply scrumptious. The sisters told me I was an old fuddy; I insisted we not go nude. It just didn't feel right! I wore my sarong; they wore bikini bottoms. It was the only time we weren't naked. Maybe I'm a goof but I felt better about it. Make any sense?

The weather was gorgeous the rest of the trip. Friday was kayaking. I let the sisters go in a double while I was in a single. What a hoot. Nude kayaking? Um, no, we had to wear these idiotic life preservers whose only purpose was to chafe our nipples! Ugh! It was so much fun!!

Saturday. When Shade found out about parasailing she insisted I do it. Can it be so bad? You're sitting on a sling (think the swings we used when we were young) which is attached to a bar, which has a bunch of ropes attached to a big old colored parachute. The bar has a rope attached to it; the other end is tied to a boat. Everything is double and triple secured. I don't know if that's a good description. You can find videos on YouTube. Anyway, off goes the boat. They let the chute get some air in it then let out my rope. Up in the air I went. You get up there pretty damn fast!! My heart was going a mile a minute. It's so beautiful!! A hundred feet of rope and I don't know how high off the water. The girls were on the boat waving at me. Kim was filming. Everything was going great!

Shade told me later she heard the engine sputter, backfire and then quit. Not good! I'm in the air by the grace of god and the speed of the boat. They couldn't reel me in fast enough because I was slowly descending and they were gliding, dead in the water. I floated ever so slowly down and dropped into the water, scared witless. I got the fuck out of the harness and swam like a madwoman toward the boat, which was a good – oh I have no goddamn idea how far away it was. Thank god I'm a pretty strong swimmer. Kim was pale; Shade was laughing hysterically. 

The crew was dragging the parachute through the water back to the boat. I took the lifejacket and threw it at the captain, calling him every name in the book. He apologized like crazy. Kim hugged me. I wanted to hurt someone. The idiot captain was promising to refund the cost. That's when Shade did her magic.

"Oh no. I have a much better idea. You're going to pay for our room and board; all three of us." The captain, a very dark skinned man, turned about as pale as possible. The bargaining began. He wanted to only pay for mine. Back and forth they went. Shade finally said, "No my friend. You don't want this to get any uglier than it is. You'll pay for the cost for my sister's studio for the entire trip. That's a good offer and a hell of a bargain. We're done negotiating. When we get back to shore you and I will go to the front desk. I will tell whoever is there what happened and tell them about your generous offer." She smiled sweetly. The captain knew he was dead meat. People were going to see his boat get towed. Everyone had to have seen me drift slowly into the ocean. He was going to have a tough time getting new business for a while. Shade had him over a barrel and he knew it.

When we finally got to the dock Shade insisted Kim and I go to our room. She'd be back after taking care of things at the front desk. That sounded reasonable. There was a little gathering but not too many. I was asked what happened and was I okay. Kim answered about the boat. I explained I'd been having a great time and I was just fine. Kim and I strolled back. I threw myself on the bed. Kim crawled up next to me.

"You okay Destiny?" she asked, looking down at me. I smiled and nodded.

"Just another Saturday afternoon right? Damn that was fun. Too bad those morons had to mess it up. Your sister is a hoot isn't she?" Kim nodded, smiling. "What that idiot captain doesn't know is the cost of your little studio is nearly what our room is." Her jaw dropped. "Oh yeah! She made it seem like she was making a grand gesture." We laughed.

"My sister the master manipulator."

"Yeah, well this time it was for a good cause. She probably saved us enough to pay for all the food and drinks and stuff from the convenience store. That's not likely, by the time all's said and done, to be small change."

"Oh my god that's right. You both just sign tabs to the room. What are we going to do with all the euros?"

"Ya know what – I haven't the foggiest. We can talk about it with Shade when she gets back. Maybe we'll pay for dinner and stuff tonight in cash." I shrugged. "Whatever; we can always exchange the money back when we get home."

Just then Shade wandered in with a big smile on her face. "Guess what kids! The hotel offered to comp our dinner, drinks, and entertainment tonight in addition to the parasail dudes paying Kim's hotel bill!!" Woo hoo!! We did some jumpin' around like the fools we are. Shade is such a bitch! She thought I needed something to take my mind off the 'horrible events' of the afternoon ... so she insisted I have the egg in me all night.

"Hey bitch, which one of us is the submissive?" Kim snickered. I tried to glower at Shade.

"Does my baby not want to please her honey?" Shade mimicked my sing song voice of yesterday. Kim had to sit down she was laughing so hard. She's just so goddamn cute! Shade I mean. No wait ... Kim's adorable too. Oh crap, I'm gonna get in trouble with both of them. Geez this writing stuff is hard. Sigh!

So anyways, we compromised. I had the egg in me while we were out. The sisters had their hair in pigtails with pink bows. They each had red lipstick on their nipples. Not the whole nipple! Just enough that if you looked you'd do a double take to make sure you saw what you thought you'd seen. They, in a 'can you top this' kinda thing, wrote across my chest, 'Ask me how I like my eggs.' Yeah, you probably guessed – anytime anyone asked, Shade got to dial up the egg. It was a night of silliness, a night of fun, and night of unbridled passion. You know who insisted I include that last.

You may remember that day a while ago when we descended on Kim and had our way with her. Well that was kinda, sorta a threesome. Um, Saturday night? The last remnants of the Kokomo wife blushes as I tell you about that night. This me is smiling a snarky little smile at the ecstasy of it. Well, that was the real deal. We all wound up having way too much to drink and, after staggering back to the room, used the king size bed to ... oh my god! I've written about how we'd had each other. This night was a free-for-all. Let your minds roam (ours did), set your wildest fantasies of three women together free (we did!), empty every last little bit of whatever is lingering in the deepest recesses that you've never shared with your ... whomever. Kokomo has become Kokomohmygawd!!

I have absolutely no idea when sleep finally took us. The phone rang. Shade reached for it and mumbled something then threw the receiver. It bounced off the wall and fell to the carpet. I smiled, reached for and kissed her. She curled into me ... and that's how Sunday began. Kinda like a whole lot of our days. No, if you're wondering, Kim didn't wake up!!

At breakfast, Shade informed me that she'd arranged a massage for me that afternoon.

"A massage? Why on earth did you do that?"

"Sweetie, yesterday had to be a bit traumatic. I thought a nice massage would help relax you. The concierge described the ninety minute massage as deep tissue Thai massage. He assured me it's the most popular one they offer. I hope you enjoy it." She kissed me.

"Ninety minutes? My god, I'll likely be sound asleep. I wonder what a Thai massage is like." They both looked at me and shrugged. I sighed. "Oh well, it sounds like fun. What time is it set for?"

"Oh, they do it right here in the room. Etienette is her name. She'll be here at 12:30. It's already paid for so don't you worry about a thing. Kim and I will be at the beach so you can relax and enjoy yourself lover."

"Wow, okay. Well thank you Shade. That's very sweet of you." We headed to the beach for some sun. The sisters are just disgusting. Their skin doesn't burn like mine, even this close to the equator, so their tans were much darker much quicker. Me? Sigh. Well, I did get a nice base on Tuesday and I'm starting to get a nice deep tan. I'm going to be sad to go home ... well for a lot of reasons. But this gorgeous tan will disappear in Chicago's winter all too quickly. Oh well.

It was time to head back anyway – I wanted to take a shower before the massage. Get the suntan lotion off me and wash my hair. Shade washed my back and helped with my legs. Yes her fingers went places they weren't supposed to. Well, kinda anyway. She made a valid point last night in bed. Just because she said she would go back to therapy didn't mean we couldn't make love. It's pretty hard to argue with that. She does have a way of getting me warmed up.

Kim had been sitting on the couch during all this. She shook her head saying, "You two are impossible!! It's scandalous listening to the two of you giggling and carrying on in there."

I put my hands on my hips and said, "Well excuse me Miss I enjoyed myself Saturday night! You got some nerve callin' our kettles black chickie!" We all laughed. (Everybody get that? She's the pot and ...) A knock on the door announced that it was 12:30. Kim got up, opened the door and I froze.

There stood one of the most beautiful women I'd ever laid eyes on. The term 'Nubian Goddess' was created for this beauty. Tall (think 5 ft 10 in), with absolutely gorgeous dark brown skin, she wore a sheer white sarong that was tied just above ample breasts, coming to a stop just below her mound, showing off all of her legs - and I do mean all. Legs for miles; twin pillars would demand hours of pleasure. The diaphanous material didn't attempt to hide; it simply clung, lightly, to her body. A body that was firm, feminine, with proud, high breasts. Shade did you know?

Gorgeous, large brown eyes and a head of long, loose curls surrounded her not-too thin face. Kim turned and looked at us; she too was awed by the woman's beauty. For the first time on the trip my nudity was painfully awkward. Her smile, which showed deep dimples, was warm. When she spoke it was a rich tone that was a mixture of sex, lust and eroticism in a lush French accent. "You must be Destiny. I'm Etienette, very glad to meet you. Where may I set up my table?" Oh dear god.

I looked at Shade – always a big help. She was obviously amused at how completely star struck I was. "Hi Etienette, I'm Shade and this is my sister Kim. You can set your table right next to the bed." Oh I am so going to kill you woman!! "And feel free to just put your bag of goodies on the bed."

So taken were we three that we hadn't noticed two very young women, beauties both, who lingered just outside and off to the left. They scampered in behind Etienette; one set a black bag on the bed, the other set up the massage table, including the white sheet that covered it. I noticed Kim's eyes never left one; she blushed and looked away at Kim's overt stare.

One of my deepest fantasies, even when I was married, was to have a tall, dark skinned enchantress make love with me. Of course I knew the wellspring that fantasy had sprung from. But only my diary knew of it. I had no idea if this woman has those leanings. Skin so dark, so luscious it looked like she'd been dipped in a vat by our Creator. Dark brown nipples were visible under the gorgeous chiffon. I soaked in her beauty with my eyes. She smiled as she walked past me.

Shade whispered, "Isn't she gorgeous?" I nodded mutely. "Enjoy your massage baby. Kim and I will be at the beach while she's taking care of you."

I gawked at Shade and croaked, "Okay." Smooth huh? I sounded like a strangled frog. She kissed me, warm and deep. Her fingers caressed my cheek. Kim stood statue-still. She looked at me; I returned it. We were both clearly smitten. Shade took her sister's hand and they left. I was alone with my fantasy woman. Her arms were reed thin, her fingers long and slender. Busy with her black bag she was unaware of my eyes soaking in the goddess in front of me.

She was all business. "We're at a clothing optional resort so we don't have to get you undressed." Thanks for reminding me. "Let's get started." Etienette passed her hand over the table. I took my place on my stomach with my face in that hole thingy. She lit some incense and placed it around the room. I agreed when she suggested that the ceiling fan would help fill the room with the aroma. She had moved right in front of me, and when she reached up to turn on the fan, her sarong lifted, exposing her smooth, luscious pussy. Her labia were full and pouty but her pearl caught my eye. Protruding from her hood, its bright pink stood in contrast to her beautiful, dark chocolate skin. I was already obviously aroused; I was certain she would notice. She laid a towel across my butt. "We've got ninety minutes together Destiny. Just relax and enjoy." Can she hear my heart pound in my chest?

She began with soft, warm hands on my shoulders. I shivered at how delicious her touch felt. I felt her breath warm in my ear as she whispered, "So it's true what I've been told Destiny? That you enjoy the female form and all the pleasures it holds." I'm so busted; I could only moan in embarrassing acknowledgement. "I'm really good at what I do." Can my nipples get any harder? "Help me, won't you, and relax." I nodded. I'm trying, gorgeous. Really I am.

The oil had hints of lavender and cinnamon, both my favorite scents. I made an effort, "I smell lavender and cinnamon. What else is there in your oil?"

"Oh I'm glad you like it. It's called 'Goddess Dreams.' I love the scent too. I actually use it at home as a bath oil. Just a couple of drops do the trick. Let's see, there's almond oil, chamomile, and olive oil too. It's wonderful isn't it?" I nodded. Did she choose it because of the rich scent or as a tease of sorts, letting others know how she felt about herself?

Etienette massaged my back, neck, arms and legs until I was in a relaxed, tranquil state. I felt like putty, yet my arousal had not waned. The entire time she had been touching me my pussy had been leaking and my lust had grown. She stopped and I heard a giggle. I realized she was giggling because I had been grinding my mound into the table in an effort to orgasm. I looked up in horror at what she must think of me and was shocked at what I found. There was a note on the table. I looked up at Etienette; she just smiled. I propped myself up on my elbows and opened it. It was from Shade. 

"Destiny, you mean the world to me. I love you. I expected you to run when you discovered my true nature but I was a fool – again - for not trusting you. I realize you truly do love me and I'm excited about our future, no matter what roles we end up in. This massage is my loving gift to you, but it is not an ordinary massage. Spread your new wings my darling. Enjoy all of the pleasures and Etienette. With my love, Shade."

I could do little more than shake my head in wonder at that woman of mine. When I looked up at Etienette she had undone her sarong. It fell to the floor along with my jaw. Sweet brown sugar with a creamy white smile that said she knew I liked what I saw. Impossibly, my dark brown island dream was even more stunning nude.

"I think it's time for your real massage Destiny!" I finally dragged my eyes to my black pearl's warm eyes.

Too stunned to speak, my pussy was working just fine as I felt that tingle and still more juices flow. A pillow was placed under my hips, lifting my ass into the air, leaving me wondering what this was about. When I felt hands on my ass, I closed my eyes in relaxation. When Etienette slipped a finger between my ass cheeks and twirled it around my rosebud, I gasped at the pleasure and began thinking of ways to repay Shade. When, um, her finger slipped inside any chance at rational thought went out the window. I let the pleasure wash over me as she gently finger fucked my ass. When her other hand slipped lower to find my clit, it only took moments before my first orgasm crashed through me.

Etienette gently soothed me as I returned to earth but my massage wasn't nearly over. She easily slipped a vibrator into my soaked pussy. That little black bag had some magic in it!! I writhed in ecstasy as she brought me to another orgasm while massaging my ass with her other hand. I was panting as she withdrew the blessed invader and nearly tipped over again at the sound of her deep, sexy French accent when she removed the pillow and told me to turn over.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 07



Warm oil was poured over my tits and tummy. Her eyes shone with conquest; she took her time massaging my front. She spent who knows how many minutes on my glories and I thought I was might cum again when she began tweaking and tugging on my nipples. Any thought I could survive her onslaught proved foolish as another orgasm blew through me as she loved my aching nipple. Etienette suckled both nipples all the way through my orgasm and for minutes afterwards, then flashed her über sexy smile as she slowly moved to work on my legs.

Those strong, long fingers made sure my thighs were taken care of but it was baby that was still oh so needy. No need to worry; she wasn't done with me yet. My legs were spread wide, my knees high. I watched as Etienette leaned over the table, her eyes locked on mine as that mouth, after wetting her lips with her tongue, inched towards my lewdly displayed, soaked center. When her tongue made contact and lapped from the southern border north to my clit, I shivered at the erotic display I was watching and at the insistent throbbing of my clit. She licked, bathed, sucked and tongue fucked me until I could stand no more. She slipped three fingers into the swamp; I cried out. She took my pulsing pearl into her mouth; I screamed. She finger fucked me while loving my clit; I exploded. Stars! OMG stars! I saw stars of every color behind clenched eyes! My orgasm rolled and roiled in an unending path of pleasure and Etienette never stopped. How many orgasms could I have? She was determined to find out. Her tongue lapped faster, her fingers thrust quicker and deeper as one orgasm rolled into another and another - like waves rolling up on the beach in their relentless parade.

When she finally stopped I was nearly comatose and could do no more than lay motionless, awash in oil, perspiration and pussy juices. My head lay in the hole at the end of the table. I was exhausted. I sighed and closed my eyes. It suddenly got darker and when I opened my eyes to investigate, I found Etienette's very puffy, wet and pink pussy just inches from my mouth. She straddled the head piece on the table and in a soft, lust-filled whisper purred, "I know you want to lick my kitty baby girl. Go ahead, taste me, make me cum with your mouth. Let my black Betty be your holiday prize."

There was no thinking involved; my tongue darted to find her sodden, silky, delicious pussy. I flicked, twirled, plunged, lapped and sucked all of her with all of the passion I could muster until, after what seemed like hours, she squirted her girl cum into my mouth. I was drenched in a different, scented ocean and swallowed what seemed like an unending river of her juices. When the flood finally stopped, I licked her clean with gentle swipes of my tongue.

As I rolled over on my tummy, Etienette slowly walked away and had a seat in a chair, spreading her legs wide as she stared into my eyes, deep down into my soul. She was rubbing her silky mound with one hand while tweaking her nipples with the other. "You want more of my honey don't you Destiny. It's okay, you have permission. Come get your fill of your island girl. I want you to lick me again."

I love Shade! Nothing will ever change that, but this tall, dark, sexy, woman with her swollen center spread wide open had a hold on me I can't explain. I fell off the table and crawled to her. She just smiled at me. At least for that afternoon she was the center of my universe. The ninety minute time limit was forgotten as I serviced her. She held my head and directed me. I pleasured her, eager to accommodate any and every need and want. No, I'm not submissive. It simply felt right doing whatever this woman wished, (was it the rich French accent?) even licking her winking rosebud without hesitation when told to.

When finally she pushed me away, my face was coated in her juices. Hell, my whole body was. She never apologized when, as one orgasm followed another, she unleashed another torrent of her scented silkiness. Amazingly, after my long afternoon with Etienette, I was still horny. She must have seen it in my eyes.

"No one knows do they Destiny? You've always wanted to be fucked by a black goddess."

My eyes widened in shock. My head drooped; I nodded.

"Tell me. Tell your darkest desire what you want her to do!"

I lifted my head. "Fuck me Etienette. My voice rose as I cried out my need. "Take me from behind. Please fuck me!"

She stood, smiled, ruffled my hair as she passed, retrieved a strap-on from her bag and, after slipping it on, mounted me from behind. The feeling of euphoria lifted my soul. Another blossomed from my deepest depths. When it hit, it rocked me. I screamed in paroxysms of pleasure and heard a loud gasp. It couldn't have been Etienette; she was still feverishly pumping her girl cock in and out as she tried to wring as many orgasms from me as possible. When I was finally able I raised my head and opened my eyes. I found the source of the gasp.

Shade and Kim had turned the love seat on the patio around. My wanton display of hedonism played out in front of them. Shade was sitting to Kim's right, both had their legs spread wide open, Shade's left leg hung over Kim's right. Each sister had her fingers buried in the others pussy. A smile was all I got from them before Shade, her voice thick, said, "Please continue; this is so fucking hot Destiny. Oh my god ... I'm about to cum again!" Her eyes rolled back into her head as she gasped that last. Kim's smile was beatific.

That display, along with Etienette's persistence, was all it took for an orgasm to scream through my now exhausted body. After it slipped away, Etienette released her grasp on me and I slumped to the floor. She slowly slipped her girl cock out of my pussy to a deliciously obscene pop. Limp, wrung out, and sore I watched as the sisters fingered each other to mutual orgasms. My dark angel rained kisses on my back and neck before leaving me.

Etienette returned and helped me to my feet. She was wearing her sarong again and had cleaned up. With a knowing look in her eyes, she gave me a deep kiss, told me I was her new favorite client and slipped something into my hand. She slid her fingers through me yet again, purred as she tasted my nectar, turned with a flourish and disappeared out the door.

On wobbly legs I made my way out onto the patio and, after Kim slid over into the chair, I sat down and cuddled with Shade in the love seat. We sat quietly, holding hands, me not knowing what to say after what they had seen.

"It's okay Destiny," Shade said. "I saw everything. I planned this and knew what would happen. I asked the concierge if one of the masseuses was either bi or gay. I just didn't know she was going to be so fucking gorgeous or I might not have given you this gift." We giggled at her comment then kissed. After I asked, she told me that she and Kim had waited a few minutes after leaving before returning to watch our intimate encounter - as they had planned all along. I sat blushing as both of them snickered at my embarrassment. I searched for something to say.

"Shade, I can't explain it. She's so gorgeous, so sexy, she set something off in me that ... I don't know. It's so personal; I'm embarrassed the two of you saw me act that way." I found her eyes with mine. "But my god, as much as I love you, that woman just did something to something in me ... oh my god, I'm babbling like a fool." I was so tired, so completely exhausted I couldn't gather my thoughts. And I was ... what? My body was on fire, every last bit of me tingled either in pleasure or pain. Delicious, intimate, sexy, wanton pain. I felt myself smile.

Kim spoke first. "I see the smile Destiny. May I tell you something?"

"Of course sweetie!" Her eyes burned with something ... I was curious.

"That night, when you were on stage, when Libby (oh god!) came to you ... and all that followed. Today was the most amazing display of raw human emotion, of pure lust that I've seen in my young life." She leaned in and kissed me. Her kiss was warm, her eyes hot. "And I've seen you in heat up close and personal." She smiled. Holy crap!

"Um, what sort of lasers did you have on that little girl who was with Etienette?" Kim's eyes darted to her sister then back at me. A shy smile. "And don't you even try and do a 'what little girl?' I saw her blush!"

Kim blushed. "Oh just fuck you both. You saw her hips, her tits, those eyes. She can't be more than a couple years younger than me. What can I say?"

Naturally, it was Shade who piped up at the worst time. "And what was it that your 'island goddess' slipped in your hand before she left lover?" Yeah, where does a naked woman hide a business card? Goddamn!! I showed it to both of them; peals of laughter. Not good ... baby was oh so sore. When I mentioned same the evil wenches dragged my tired body inside, shut both doors, and ... oh my gawd. Kokonuttin!!

It was dark when we all woke up. After stretches, kisses and more we needed to find some food. Okay, those of you in the peanut gallery ... I'm ignoring the snickers!! Oh my god, a Snickers would have tasted like, um, another kind of heaven right about then!! Wink.

The hostess gave us stink eye when we wandered in at the hour we did. It was our last night in paradise so I got right up in the bitch's grill and whispered a few sweet nothings. She turned pale, then bright red, spun and led us to our table. She threw our menus down and left.

They both looked at me. Shade asked, "What on earth did you whisper to that bitch?"

I smiled sweetly and said, "The three of us think you are one hot piece of ass, honey, and you're welcome to join us for an all night, all girl orgy." Neither of them believed me – which really is a shame!!

Since it was our last night we did it up right ... champagne and shrimp, every kind of shrimp they had on the menu. Just bring it, girl, and we'll ... sorry, I'm blushing! When you know who is breathing in my ear I ... Shade!! I'm writing!!!

Well, so you probably guessed Kim spent the night in our bed. Shrug. I mean, really ... it's not like it's the rest of our lives. It was a holiday trip to heaven. Ya know what was fun about Monday? We took lots of pictures. Oh sure, we spent time in the sun, time in the water, and gathered some trinkets and the like for the girls in the office. But it was fun!! We had to be at the airport early in the afternoon but we made it in plenty of time. It totally sucked that we had a two hour layover in Miami before our flight home. But we had a late breakfast on the island and dinner in a chain restaurant in the airport. We got home late, late, late Monday night – and slept.

Tuesday? Doesn't matter; it was a complete waste of time – for the most part. Stacy and Kelly gawked at my tan. Oh my god I'm laughing!! I told them to lock the door, then led them to my office and stripped off my dress to show them my tan. Yes, I really did!! Kelly gawked. Stacy? Well, her eyes met mine ... and I knew she wanted another night. God I'm gonna miss her!! Sigh!

Wednesday morning Kelly closed the door to my office and let me know our lunch was on. Wonderful, except she still wouldn't tell me who it was with.

"It's not like I'm trying to keep secrets from you, Destiny. I just think it's better if you go into this with an open mind."

I laughed. "Well it's not like I have a hell of a lot of choice in the matter." I teased her by running my fingers along her breasts. "Anything I can do to entice you into telling me?" She laughed, pulled me to her, kissed me and told me no. "Damn, you're no fun at all." She arched an eyebrow, lifted my skirt and slid her finger along the damp spot on my panties. Geez! See why I have that girl crush on her? "Yeah, yeah, I know you're way more than a little fun babe." She smiled, turned and left. Great Destiny, have a fabulous morning. Yeesh!

Lunch time rolled around. Kelly came to get me, I put my coat on, and we headed to the elevator. Surprise, surprise ... we were alone, so Kelly took the opportunity and kissed me. Yum! She whispered, "I sure wish I could get a close up look at that tan of yours!" She winked; I blushed and smiled. Isn't she so cute!!

My surprise was sitting at the table. Dawn stood up and hugged me. "Hi Destiny. Gosh it's good to see you. My god don't you look fabulous with your tan! Kelly told me about the trip; wow, the sun sure does look good on you."

Because Dawn doesn't work at Shade's anymore I've never described her, even though she was there when I got there in 2009. Anyone know who Daniela Ruah is? The gorgeous actress who is on NCIS. Think her chiseled features on a very pretty face but with Kate Mara red hair, real dark, that falls about halfway down her back. She's my height but thinner. We chitchatted a bit while we looked at menus. Kelly waited until the waitress had taken our orders before she began.

"Destiny, Dawn and I have kept in touch since she left." Hmm; I wondered just how close that 'in touch' was. I think she knew what I was thinking cuz she squeezed my hand under the table as we sat next to each other on the bench. "She wants to tell you a few things about Shade she thought you'd be interested to hear. I thought it better for you to hear them from her rather than from me. I hope that's okay with you."

I winked at Dawn and said, "Of course, as long as she knows I've got really pointy-toed shoes on. I'm interested to hear what you have to say Dawn."

Dawn smiled. "There are several things I wanted you to know. You'd been with Shade for a few years but were kept away from all the goings-on behind the scenes. I'm sure you know that now." I nodded. "Well I was part and parcel of if for a year. Everyone, and I do mean everyone, had their way with me several times over." She looked down and shook her head. I looked at Kelly, who had the decency to blush. "Shade had me under her desk a lot. It pissed me off. Among other things, if I was her plaything I couldn't be out earning a living. Selling is hard enough. But I heard a lot and not just from Shade. Everyone was very excited to have you at the Agency. They all thought you were gorgeous. Kelly tells me you know the vote was unanimous." I smiled. "Kelly told me Meaghan is leaving. She was practically drooling at the thought of spending 'personal' time with you." I thought of my time with Meaghan and smiled. "And then there's Stacy." Oh my god!! "She was head over heels in love with you like nothing I've seen." Kelly nodded; well hell, she and Stacy spend loads of time together. It's not a surprise she'd know that.

"Dawn, Kelly, this must stay with us. Kelly, that means you can not breathe a word. Everyone agree?" They nodded. "Stacy's leaving." Kelly gasped. "I don't know when. Matt took a partnership at a firm in New Jersey. That's all I can say. He comes home now and then. They have the house on the market, have had a few nibbles. When it's sold, she's leaving. Her Mom is looking for a place to rent for a year; Matt's at some extended stay hotel." I took a deep breath. "Dawn, I can't do any more than let you know. But I know Shade's worried about replacing someone with Stacy's experience. It would be a come down from sales. But Kelly could teach you the ropes and help get you up to speed. At least you worked there so you know who the companies and the people are. You may be ready to get out of the sales and into something more ... less up and down than commission sales. I don't know if Shade would take you back or if you'd want to come back. Let's start there ... would you consider coming back?"

The two of them looked at each other; you could see the unspoken communication. There was more to this keeping in touch ... I was fairly sure it involved more than touching. Not mine to judge. Kelly shrugged; Dawn nodded. I think there may have been concern about the personal stuff between them. Dawn turned and said, "Okay, I'll give it some thought. I know there's nothing specific yet. But it's ... yes, I'm open to it if Shade wants to speak to me ... if and when."

The food had been delivered and was untouched with all the back and forth. We ate, chatting about other stuff. No, I did not mention my massage! I did tell them we'd all body surfed in the ocean. They laughed when I told them Kim and Shade had trouble because they're so tiny. They were both hysterical as I described the fiasco of parasailing.

I really struggled with sharing what I knew about how Shade felt about Dawn. It just wasn't my place to tell her. It would hurt her feelings and serve no constructive purpose at all! I did think it important to make one major point - and both of them could hear about it.

"Dawn, there is one item that I think you should know about. All that stuff about you, me, and how some of the others came to work for Shade? That's history." Kelly gasped audibly. Dawn absolutely didn't believe it. "Look, there are things I just will not share. It's personal and," I smiled, "falls into the category of pillow talk." They both smiled. "But you both have my word. Things will be very different going forward at the Lincoln Park Insurance Agency. Let's just say someone very close to the owner knows this for a fact." Kelly started to ask. "Nope. Don't Kelly; I simply will not give any more information than I have. Shade and I are in love but it's her business. I hope you understand."

Dawn asked the obvious question, "Destiny, how in the world did you ever wind up falling in love with Shade? I knew she was hot to trot about you but, especially after what I'd been through, I ... it just stunned me when Kelly told me you two were an item." She looked at Kelly and they both looked at me.

I smiled. "It's a very fair question Dawn. You're not the only one who's asked. In fact, Kim, Shade and I have all talked about it. It's really hard to point to a specific something or day when I just knew my heart had turned. There's just so much more to Shade than is on the surface. I got to see some of it and the more I saw of what was underneath the more ..." I had to stop and organize my thoughts. "The more time I spent with her I saw something in her she didn't even know she had. I'm sorry; there's only so much I can say. It's odd, no denying it. But I do, I really do love her. Doesn't mean she still doesn't push me a little. This whole lesbian thing is still pretty new." They both laughed. "I forget Dawn, are you in a relationship?"

"No Destiny. I consider my self bi-sexual but I'm not seeing anyone special right now." She tried but failed to keep her eyes off of Kelly, who blushed and looked down. Yeah, like I didn't see that ya brat.

Something flitted into my consciousness. "Dawn, there are a couple specifics that let me know about Shade." I went for broke. "I'm sure your honey told you about my Halloween adventure." Dawn gawked; Kelly blushed. I smiled. "It's all over both of you; not to worry. Anyway, getting painted, the party that night, and the toy and lingerie party. All of them would have been chances for the Shade you knew to humiliate me, expose me in public to people we knew. Yeah, sure I was exposed. But she wanted to show me off. Kelly knows. Shade was proud that we were together, in public, on those occasions. I don't know any of what you went through. But those are just a few of the very visible differences."

Kelly piped in with, "Destiny's right Dawn. You could see the desire and pride in Shade's eyes and on her face. The painting ... oh my god! It was so erotic. Everyone was just ... oh it was hysterical how everyone behaved." She and I laughed. Poor Dawn had no idea ... um, I'm sure she'd have her chance to find out.

"We have to head back Kelly. Dawn, it's great to see you. You look fabulous. I hope things are going well whatever you're doing. Kelly's got your number right?" They both laughed at my obvious innuendo. "I'll have her let you know when and if. If you're interested I'll let Shade know." I shrugged. "I'll do what I can but I will put in a good word."




Shade's Destiny Ch. 07



"Thank you Destiny. It's been great seeing you too. You look so relaxed." Etienette!! "I look forward to hearing from you and we'll see where things go. You both have a great day." She looked at Kelly. "I'll talk to you whenever." We all left together; Dawn headed to her car, Kelly and I headed back to the office.

"It's been nearly since she started Destiny. The attraction was electric. The time we spent together during her icky year was just miserable. She would cry and cry. I begged her to just leave; I hated Shade for the way she treated Dawn. It was horrible seeing someone you ... care so much for." Her voice cracked; she shook her head. I just really didn't give a damn that we were out in public. I put my arms around her and let her cry. There were some angry stares; I gave steely eyed responses. I'm a woman consoling a friend. Fuck off asshole(s). "I'm sorry Destiny. I try so hard not to love her. I love my husband. Thank you so much for doing this. It means so much to me." She looked up at me. "So do you."

"Kelly, I've had the biggest girl crush for you. I'm a maniac torturing myself, trying to figure out what flavors I like." She laughed and laughed at my analogy.

"You are just adorable Destiny. You're one of the nicest ladies I've ever met." I blushed. "No, I mean that. It's so sweet that you have a crush on me. And honey bunch, you kiss like an angel." She turned on a heel and left me gawking.

She smiled at me when I came into the office a minute or two behind her. I hung up my coat. Stacy wandered in.

"Where did you two go off to for lunch?" Hmm.

"We met a friend of Kelly's for lunch. It was nice; she's very nice. Sorry we're late getting back." I shrugged. "The conversation kind of got nuts. Turns out she knows some of the same people I do." I smiled a little smile. "Wanna give me a ride home tonight?"

"How did you know? I have a little present for you." I started to say something; Stacy stopped me. "It can wait till we're in the car babe." The little tease gave me a quick kiss and left, looking over her shoulder with a smirk.

Dawn mentioned Meaghan leaving. Tonight is the going away party. You may remember that her husband Will is a professional baseball player who was traded a few months ago. They're moving to San Diego. I'll miss her!!

Shade wanted me to dress in something really sexy. I wanted to look super hot for Connie. And Stacy. She'd asked me before I got out of the car what I was going to wear. I said I didn't know yet. She handed me a little package.

I opened it and broke out in hysterics. When I could finally catch my breath enough to talk, I sputtered, "You actually want me to wear this ridiculous little thing?" The title on the package said it all: Micro G-String. "It looks more like an eye patch to me!!" Stacy laughed. "Okay, yeah, I'm kidding!!"

"Please wear it lover. I'll be so hot all night knowing you're wearing that tiny little thing for me. And find a way to give it to me before the party ends will ya?" Her eyes were so dusky. Oh Shade, I love you. I know you know that. What will I do when she leaves?

I smiled and said, "Of course I will baby. I'll find you with my eyes every so often. No winks, no nothing, okay? We can't let your hubby figure this out. I just won't do that to you ... either of you." I kissed her. GOD I could drown in her.

Her eyes were wet when she pulled away. I gave her thigh a squeeze, smiled as I closed the door, and hurried into the lobby. Kim was standing, her arms folded across her chest. Oh well.

"You saw huh? She nodded. In for a penny right? I opened the bag; she looked in. "She wants me to wear this for her tonight. Can you believe this?" Kim lifted her eyes to mine; she smiled and shook her head.

"What the fuck? That will barely cover your cunny. Oh my god; it's nearly more obscene than wearing nothing."

We walked to the elevator together. Fortunately, we were in a car alone. "You know I love her Kim. And, I will never do anything to hurt your sister. I can't help how I feel about Stacy. I'm gonna miss her terribly when she leaves."

"I know; really I do. Maybe a month ago I'd be way more upset but I know you love my sister. Just don't flaunt it okay? Promise me that!"

"Ya know what Kim? I don't; I can't actually. Her husband doesn't know and it would absolutely kill him. Besides, I can't do that to Shade." We were almost at our floor. "And, if you want to know ... I really don't like sneaking around behind Shade's back like this. She knows how I feel about Stacy; you know that." We got off and headed to the condo.

"Mum's the word Destiny! What does my wicked sister have you wearing tonight?"

"Hell if I know. You and I know it'll be sexy and showy as all get out!" We both laughed as we walked in the door. Shade was on the couch. Hmm, set the tone for the night. "Hey, where's my wine?" She looked at me in surprise. I snapped my fingers a couple of times and said, "Come on you, hop to it." Shade furrowed her brow; I think she thought I was kidding. She looked from me to Kim and back again, then smiled.

"May I please have a glass as well miss?"

I turned to a smiling Kim and said, "Isn't she just the best pet, Kim? What do you think?"

Kim's eyes twinkled with mischief. "I think she has to earn it, Destiny. You have your glass while she gives you a little warm up for the party." Oh my god! I turned back to Shade, whose jaw had dropped in disbelief as she stared at sister.

"I think that's the perfect solution Kim. Pet, bring me a glass of wine. I'll be waiting on the couch. We'll see about yours after I get mine." Shade glared at her sister. "Uh, uh, that attitude of yours isn't going to get you any favors pet."

Her eyes shot darts at her sister but Shade said in a quiet voice, "I'm sorry Kim." Kim walked to Shade, wrapped her up and gave her a kiss. She whispered something; they both smiled. Shade headed to the kitchen; I took off my panties and sat down on the couch.

Shade brought me glass of chardonnay. "Thank you pet. You may begin." Shade dropped to her knees and moved her hands to my hips. I lifted so she could lift the skirt. She looked at me as she bent to my ... what did Etienette call it ... kitty. I had the most wicked idea. I took Shade's hands and held them on my thighs. "You're not to use your fingers pet, only your tongue." Shade looked daggers as her tongue lapped at me. "You know who was there the other day don't you?" Shade moaned. "Did you like seeing my island goddess pleasuring my kitty? I saw the two of you; your fingers were flying in and out of each other." Kim was smiling. "Got you hot didn't it? Oh my god Shade." Kim asked with her hands if she could use her fingers on her sister. "It was so fucking hot watching her eat me. She was so damn good." I shook my head. "That mouth of hers could turn coal to a diamond." Kim had to use her hand to stifle a laugh.

"How often while you were driving did your hand creep between your legs?" Shade was working like a demon to get me off and shut me up. "Not easy was it? I had to go to the ladies room myself." It was getting harder and harder to talk. "I came so hard; I stuffed my panties in my mouth to muffle the moans." Shade tried moving her hands. "Uh uh pet. Only your tongue and only on me." She was getting close; the words started coming in gasps. "I'm close pet." Kim's eyes were glazed as her fingers worked inside her panties. "Kim's going to cum thinking about my island lover." Shade's moan was louder this time. Oh my god! "Oh Shade, yessss. Cum for me, cum for your lover. Oh my god!"

Shade screamed into my sex as she sent me into orbit. Kim's cries echoed in the room as she exploded. The vibrations from Shade's mouth sent flashes of heat as she held my pearl between her lips. I was a shuddering mess as she loved me. Her fingers dug into my thighs. I held her hands to me. She had cum without ever touching herself. How erotic! Kim came to the couch. Shade had her head resting in my lap. Kim sat to my left, her head on my shoulder. My girls. I whispered in Kim's ear. She smiled and headed for the kitchen. She handed me the glass. I shook my head. "Shade." She lifted her head. Her eyes were still glassy. "Kim has your wine, lover. Thank you. That was spectacular." Damn that woman. She flicked my clit with her finger. I screeched. Kim doubled over laughing. Shade sipped her wine.

As we showered I asked Shade if she was surprised that she could cum without touching herself. "I was so turned on listening to you and fucking you with my tongue but yes, it shocked me. You told me to cum. That's a first for us lover. That had never happened before. It took me completely by surprise."

"I'm glad. This isn't going to be an all the time thing Shade. In fact, I think I'd kind of like to spring it on you like this afternoon. Your beautiful note said you wanted me spread my wings. Well, I want to do what I can to help you find yourself." I took her in my arms and kissed her. "It was so sweet to see you say 'I'm sorry' to Kim."

"May I tell you something?" I smiled and nodded. "I got a little tingle when I did."

"Oh Shade!! I don't want it to be sexual ... but whatever. You did it!! I love you for it. I really do."

After we toweled off and dried our hair we each did makeup. Shade held my perfume, spritzed three times and I walked through the mist. I did the same for her. We headed to the bedroom. She told me turn around. I did. She came and handed me my outfit for the night. I sighed, shook my head and smiled.

It's dark red and I had to put it on over my head. Let me begin to describe the outfit by expressing thanks for 'only' being 5 ft 7. If I were, oh 5 ft 10, um, well, uh, there'd be danger if I lifted my arms above my waist. Shade told me Olivia said it's called 'Racer Style.' I see why. Cuz anyone who sees me will be racin' for a better look. Wink!

Looking at myself in the mirror I said, "Shade, do you not remember we're going to be in mixed company tonight. Some of your employees are married to men. Not to mention the lesbians and their honeys. I mean ... geez!" God damn I look hot! Look how this damn thing shows off the girls! And even though it's such a dark red and even with my tan, holy crap!! Stacy, Kelly and the rest are gonna just go crazy lookin' at me. "Ya know what lover." I turned to Shade, whose eyes were absolutely devouring me. "Oh gawd ... you want me don't you?" She nodded. I smiled.

We were scandalously late to the party. My eyes found Stacy. She lifted an eyebrow. I winked. She nodded and smiled. I found Meaghan and her Will. He saw me first; his eyes ... oh my god. Think Bugs Bunny cartoon characters and their eyes popping out of their heads. ROFL. That was Will. I know nothing about baseball. But if he keeps his eye on the ball when he is hitting like he kept his eyes on me, whoever Ted Williams is will have something to worry about.

"Will, Meagan tells me you're going to San Diego. Great place to live. You better make this move worth her while cuz I'm gonna miss her!" My sweetest smile.

He looked at his wife and back at me. "I sure hope so. The blogs say I was a key part of the trade. I'm heading to Arizona for fall baseball and maybe winter ball in the Caribbean." Etienette? Nah!

"Well however it goes I certainly wish you well." I slipped my arm around a very embarrassed Meaghan. "This is one fabulous woman. Shade's going to miss her ... and so am I." A big smile, a kiss for Meaghan and off I went.

I made a point of finding Kelly and her hubby. My Kelly, knowing how things were with Shade, wasn't as shocked as others. Her Kelly, on the other hand, couldn't keep his eyes from roaming. I felt so sexy, beyond amazing, and wanted to show off the curve-hugging dress. He was so busy looking at it I had no problem with eye contact with my Kelly. She closed her eyes and shook her head. I nodded and smiled. A little small talk; he was so tongue tied it was just hilarious.

The joke came to me and it was the right guy at the right time. "Kelly, you remember Art Linkletter and his 'Kids Say the Funniest Things.'" He smiled. "Well, I have a story similar to that. Care to hear it?" My Kelly paled, hers nodded.

"Adam, frustrated with Eve, tells her a story. God offered him the perfect woman who would spoil him with sex and servitude. God only wanted an arm. When Adam offered a rib, God gave him Eve. Adam, thinking he had been clever, became angry when Eve laughed at him. Eve giggled and said, "You poor pathetic man, your story is so sad. You had to give up a rib for just one woman. I have had so many women I lost count and all I had to give was a little tongue.'"

I thought my Kelly might faint. Her Kelly, as expected, was lost. When he finally figured it out, he flushed, turned, and walked away. My Kelly, trying to contain herself, said, "You're so evil. That might be the funniest joke I've ever heard." I couldn't kiss her; I squeezed her hand and wandered.

Christy caught my eye and waved. I smiled. "Destiny, this is my heart Brandi. Brandi, this is Shade's Destiny." Brandi is what they call a dirty blonde. Whatever, she is just lovely, slender, a brilliant smile, what may have been the lightest brown eyes ever, sumptuous breasts, and a gorgeous figure. Brandi looked like she wanted to devour me!

"Where do you find outfits like what you're wearing Destiny?"

I smiled. "Brandi, this is one of many we bought at a little boutique in the south Loop. It's called Olivia's Emporium." I turned to Christy. "You'll want to ask Shade where it is. It's not well marked. I don't know the exact location." Back to Brandi. "Thank you for the compliment. I used to think they showed way too much of me but these days ..." I shrugged. "I kind of like it. Shade keeps telling me I look gorgeous and, well, I'm lucky enough to be able to wear them at my age."

Christy piped up with, "Destiny, I needed a leash at the Halloween party to keep my Brandi from jumpin' you. She was over the moon in lust with you that night." Brandi blushed and elbowed Christy. Christy smiled, pulled Brandi to her and kissed her. My, my, women in love. What a wonderful thing!

I looked and found Shade who, as luck would have it, was at the bar. I slid my arm around her waist and said, "Well lover, you've certainly made me the belle of the ball. No one, man or woman, can keep their eyes off of me." Including the bartender. I asked for and received a glass of wine.

"I know," Shade purred. "I've seen the looks you've been getting. Everyone has told me how fabulous you look. I hope I took some of the burn out of you with what I did to you." She smiled a knowing little smile.

"A little - but I want seconds and maybe thirds when we get home." My lord - the look she gave me. A bell rang, serving notice that it was dinner time. I took another glass of wine and turned around. Connie! Her eyes were on me. I blushed at the look in her eyes. I threw my shoulders back; she smiled. Oh god I'm so wet. I followed Shade to our table. I was frustrated as hell. How was I going to find a way to talk with Connie with all these people here? Damn!

There were thirty of us. All the tables had two couples but ours. We had a round table that seated six. Shade and I were joined by Meaghan and Will. Shade had asked Meaghan who she wanted at the table with us. Interestingly, she'd asked for Christy – so Christy and Brandi made six. Everyone looked fabulous and no, I'm not going through all the outfits.

Shade stood to toast Meaghan. "Meaghan, you're gorgeous, you're very successful, and you're damn lucky to have such a hunk for a husband." Everyone laughed. "I speak for all of us when I say best wishes to you both. You will be missed and we hope you both find San Diego to be your field of dreams." She lifted her glass. Everyone cheered. Meaghan had tears; she and Will kissed. I looked at Christy; she may have her honey in Brandi – but what I saw in her eyes told me she and Meaghan had their own special little something. I turned; my eyes met Stacy's. She smiled.

The menu had been set in advance. Minestrone soup and a tossed green salad. Entrees were petite filet mignons, double baked potatoes and green beans. I have no idea why I'm sharing that detail other than Connie brought the dishes to each table. I did my best to keep my eyes off of her.

I had a thought as I took spoonfuls of the delicious soup. I'm wearing an outfit that shows every damn curve and more. A room full of women who I knew intimately. A room with husbands, significant others and the one I love. And that's not even counting those that either I lusted for or who lusted for me. I could only shake my head in wonder!

Dinner was wonderful; the conversations were pedestrian at best. I wanted to hurry home for more with my honey. And, I had to find a way to get that pitiful excuse of a g-string to Stacy before the end of the night. Well, that last part seemed to have an easy fix when nature called. I excused myself from the table and headed for the ladies room. I closed and locked the door to the stall and sat to pee. I looked at the moist black material, shook my head, and wrapped it in toilet paper. After wiping, I stood to adjust my dress, flushed, and unlocked the door. I opened it and ... oh my god! Connie pushed me back into the stall, locked the door and kissed me.

My heart was pounding; her kiss was warm and inviting. She had her arms around me. Oh god! I'd wanted this beauty for so long and she is kissing me. I pulled at her arms and put her hands on my breasts. She smiled and caressed every available inch of both of my glories. I moaned, begging her to touch my rock hard nipples. She slid one hand to the bottom of the dress and laughed when she found me dripping wet with no panties.

"I'd say someone's very needy." My eyes were closed, my heart was pounding, and baby was throbbing and soaking wet. I dragged her fingers through me and brought them to her mouth. Her eyes on mine, she lapped at her fingers greedily. "Every bit as delicious as I've dreamed about. Destiny, I've wanted you for so long. I know you have to get back but I just couldn't resist taking a chance."

My kiss was hot and hard. I held her to me as if releasing her would mean my fantasy would vanish, never to return. She seemed to understand what my lips and tongue were trying to convey as she smiled into our kiss. I wanted to push her on to the counter and give her a good tongue lashing ... but we'd have to wait.

"Connie, I don't know how or when but we must find a way to spend time together." I kissed her again. "You're right though, we both do have to get back. Oh my god I'll remember these kisses for a long time!" A few more and we exited the stall. Amazingly (fortunately) no one else had come in. I went to rinse my hands.

"What's that in the toilet paper?" I flushed bright red as I looked at this gorgeous woman.

"The g-string a friend gave me to wear tonight. She asked me to give it to her before the night ended." Connie laughed – a rich, hearty laugh. I had to smile.

"You really are some kind of sexy vixen. I can see I have competition. Should be interesting." She brushed my lips with hers, kissed my nose, and left. I put both my hands on the sink and dropped my head. My heart hadn't stopped its drum beat. Breaths were precious and shallow. I was buzzing with the thrill of my intimate encounter with an amazing woman. I gathered myself, took a couple of deep breaths, and headed back. Desperate to figure out how to hide the paper my mind raced. Ah! I picked up my napkin and held it in the hand with the toilet paper and sat down. I smoothed the napkin over my lap, the secret safely underneath.

Shade, as always, looked amused. "Everything okay? You look a little flushed." Oh will you shut up!




Shade's Destiny Ch. 07



"I felt a little light-headed for a minute so I splashed some water on my face and took some deep breaths. I'm fine." I smiled as brightly as I could. I don't think she bought it for a minute but she smiled and patted my hand. Meaghan had a little smirk as she looked at me. Christy and Brandi only had eyes for each other.

Shade and I had wondered about a gift. I'd done some nosing around online and found some real nice day salons. I'd asked everyone to give what they could – with a minimum of twenty dollars. With Shade making a generous donation we were able to give Meaghan five one hundred dollar gift cards. Meaghan was absolutely stunned and cried. She laid her head on Will's shoulder as he hugged and comforted her. I looked at Shade and gave her a thumbs up. She smiled. They both got up and went to every table. Meaghan hugged all of us; Will shook our hands. It was very sweet! Will had baseball commitments so he was leaving in the morning. He was coming back for Thanksgiving; they'd be leaving for good that weekend. I didn't get the baseball thing (instructional something) with the holidays coming up but whatever.

The evening was coming to an end so everyone was up and saying goodbye. I'd made eye contact with Stacy and winked. She blushed and nodded. I moved my eyes a little to the left and saw Connie's knowing grin. Well just damn it! Every single woman came up to me and told me how fabulous I looked in my dress. I felt so pretty and beyond sexy. Shade had an ear-to-ear smile on her face. If the gleam in her eye was any indication it was going to be a very late night!!

Matt wasn't hovering when Stacy came to give me a hug. I took both of her hands in mine as I thanked her for her compliment. Phew, that's done. She stuck her hands in her coat pockets as she gave me an 'aw shucks' look. We said our goodbyes. Shade looked at me. I whispered, "I'll tell ya in the car." She rolled her eyes and smiled.

I'd helped Shade with her coat and was putting mine on when Connie came up to say goodbye to both of us. "Shade, I just wanted to let you know how much we appreciate you having the party here tonight. It's a lovely group of women you have working for you." She gave Shade a kiss on the cheek. Turning to me, she said, "Destiny, that dress is fabulous. I hope everyone took the time to compliment you. You certainly deserve it." She hugged me, kissed me, and snuck something in my coat pocket - away from Shade.

"Thank you Connie. Dinner was delicious. I do love the dress. Shade has a friend who owns a very elegant boutique." I looked at Shade. "We'll have to be sure to get some of Olivia's cards next time we go shopping." Back to Connie. "If we don't see you, have a great Thanksgiving. Do you have family here or will you be traveling?" Deftly played Destiny.

"I have plans so I'll be in town." She looked at Shade. "Will you two be home that weekend?"

"Oh, I'm sure we'll figure out something," Shade said. "We just got back from our vacation Monday evening so it's been a bit of a whirlwind. We haven't even thought about Thanksgiving."

"Well, I'll say goodbye for now. I have some cleaning up to do. It was really nice to see both of you again." She smiled at me, turned and headed out.

Shade and I headed to the car. Inside, she turned to me, we kissed, and she said, "I want you to fuck me tonight Destiny." I stared in disbelief. "Please miss, your submissive wants you to fuck her, have your way with her any way you please." Her eyes glowed with passion. Hmm, this is new. Okay, I'll play along.

"Very well pet. First things first; I want you to take off your coat and hand it to me." She did. "Now open your door, take off your dress and your underwear and hand them to me." Her eyes got big as saucers. "You're the pet, right?" She nodded, head down. "Now!" I could see her face was flushed with excitement when the interior car light came on. She stood, unzipped the dress, threw it on the car seat, quickly slipped off her bra and then the panties - down and off her legs. I handed her the coat. "Put this on your shoulders and come sit in the car. It's not to be buttoned." She drove home nude with the coat covering her shoulders but open. In the garage, the car off, I said, "Climb over the center console, leave the coat, and get on the floor. You want to know what I gave Stacy. I'll tell you." She did. I did.

"She drove me home today. She handed me a little bag, kissed me, and asked me to wear what was in it." Shade was busy with her fingers and tongue. "It was a micro g-string; it looked like it could have been a pirate eye patch." Shade laughed. "She told me she'd be wet knowing I was wearing it just for her. She asked that I give it to her before the night ended. That's what I slipped under my napkin. I know you saw it, didn't you?" She nodded.

"Oh my god my lover this is soo good." She was hurrying to get me to cum; she'd asked for permission to get herself off. I gave it, with the proviso that she had to wait until I'd had mine. "But that wasn't the only adventure, pet." I was talking to distract myself and her; I knew she was desperate to cum. "When I went to use the ladies room, Connie followed me." Shade stopped for a moment then continued. "I know; I was surprised as well. She pushed me back in the stall, locked the door, and kissed me. It was so fucking hot. She had her hands all over me, on my breasts, where you're licking. She told me she'd wanted me for so long. I was so excited I thought my heart might burst from my chest." Shade moaned.

Both of us were getting close. "I pushed her fingers into my pussy and brought them to her lips. She groaned as she tasted them. Oh god Shade. Please hurry lover." She sped up her fingers, which were making the most erotic squishing noises. "She begged me to find a way for us to be together." Shade froze then continued. "I know pet. You know I love you Shade. Your note told me you wanted me to spread my wings." She nodded. I knew I was close. "Finish me lover; we can talk about this upstairs." About thirty seconds or so - I moaned, then cried out as it exploded in me. I flooded her fingers as her mouth loved my pearl. Shade's moans as she came vibrated deliciously, adding to my bliss. I pulled the fabric aside and pulled at my nipples. Oh god how they needed to be loved. I felt Shade's hand join mine and let one fall to my side. I love this woman. I have no idea how to do this with her but she seems to enjoy it. I'll learn I guess.

Shade was a mess. I buttoned the coat over her shoulders and carried her clothes over my arm, panties and bra over the dress. Shade never said a word. It was a Wednesday evening, not too late, so it was a total crap shoot as to whether there would be people getting on the elevator from the lobby. She had a fifty-fifty chance. It was pretty brassy of me to have her clothing on my arm. It wouldn't leave much doubt about what had happened. She got lucky. Not only did no one get on the elevator but I fingered her on the ride. The door opened on our floor; she greedily lapped at the juices on my fingers. A startled Kim was watching TV when we walked in.

I walked to Kim, kissed her, and said, "Pet asked me to fuck her any way I want. She drove home nude with the coat over her shoulders then serviced me in the garage while I told her about my adventures at dinner." I opened the buttons on the coat. "Take mine off pet and go hang up both our coats." She did. Kim had the biggest smile on her face.

She kissed me and whispered, "You're doing fabulously Destiny. This is just what she wants." I smiled.

Shade, nude, stood waiting in her heels. "Come on then pet. I have to give you your heart's desire."

She followed me toward the bedroom. "Sister, come give me a kiss goodnight." I turned and looked at Shade; she was several shades of crimson from the neck up. She turned and walked to her sister. Kim wrapped her arms around her big sister, pressed her tiny form against her, and kissed her with obvious passion. The kiss lasted a good minute. Kim pulled away, brought her mouth to Shade's ear and whispered. Shade nodded at whatever was said. Kim looked at me with tears in her eyes and a smile on her face. I winked and smiled. Shade also had tears as she followed me to our bedroom.

I pulled the dress over my head and threw it on the wing chair, kicked off my shoes, and crawled into bed. Shade slid in next to me. I pulled her on top of me, drew my knees up and opened my hips to her as I wrapped her in my arms. She tried to speak; I silenced her with a kiss. She ground her hips to me; I smiled. She slid her fingers into my hair and held me tight to her as the kiss deepened. She tasted of me and the scent of my juices filled my nose.

A lightning bolt of a thought buzzed. I broke the kiss and said, "Dorothy." Shade looked at me with questioning eyes. "She was one of them that first Sunday wasn't she?" A sly little smile. "Daisy too?" Shade nodded. "I won't ask who else. I actually don't care. I can't explain it, Shade. For some reason it just ... I had to ask." Oh my god! "Would you like to arrange an afternoon with Dorothy?" Her eyes got big as saucers.

"You mean have her here? Me? As what, her submissive?"

"Whatever your heart desires lover; there's no rush." Oh what a delicious thought. "Truth be told, I'd like to have her between my legs while you're fucking her with your mouth." Shade's eyes lit up. "You know I don't like her."

"I've always wondered why."

"I'm not actually sure. But knowing she was here that Sunday night answers a lot of questions. She's always had leer on her face or in her eyes when she sees me. It's like she never wants me to forget she was part of that night." I shook my head. "I'd like to give her a run for her money, Shade. Maybe see that things aren't what they were. Run her around the post a few times. We'll talk about it some more another time, okay? Bring that talented mouth of yours here baby and let me kiss you." I remember way back when I wondered how my body could betray me with my 'extortionist.' That body craved her then and still does. I didn't understand it then and didn't care now. She felt what I was thinking and purred.

Every kiss has to end and this one did too. Shade lay with her head in my neck, giving me little fish kisses with her lips. They tickled. "Um, I need some help here you. I really want to spend some time with Connie but there's such a strong attraction between us it worries me a little." As I spoke I felt Shade tense. Uh oh, she knew it too.

"I know Destiny. I've seen it since you first met her. It's electric and I won't lie – I'm jealous. And you know about me any my jealousy."

"Yeah and that's why we have to talk about her. I just won't let you ..." I shook my head. "I know you won't repeat ... oh crap, I don't know how to say it. Help me here Shade."

She sighed. "I know what you're thinking. I promise not to do anything hurtful. It's not good for me and it's not good for us." I smiled. That's my girl! "What are you thinking? A one time fling? Or is she someone you want to ... see more than just once?"

I rolled her off of me and we lay facing each other. "I never cheated when I was married, even when I was pretty sure he wasn't faithful to me. I don't think of myself as that kind of woman Shade. I think of us as a couple. But we haven't yet gotten to a place where we're exclusive with each other. I don't know what that means or if we should yet, but I do know I'm not going anywhere." I shrugged.

Shade smiled. "I know you're not honey. It's part of why I have urged you to test the waters. I think it's good for you, good for us, for you to see what it's like to be with other women than me ... or Kim." I blushed. "I know you had your fill of those in the office but that wasn't the same." Yeah right. What about Stacy? "Well, maybe Stacy. I knew early on, even before July, that she had a thing for you. Hell, before you started working for me." I smiled, thinking of grey eyes.

"Shade, I know what you wanted me to do. We already had some fun on the way home and in the car. Would you be disappointed if I told you I would just like to make love with you tonight? Can I give you a rain check on the other?"

My beautiful eyes glistened with love; she crawled atop me again and pushed my legs open with hers. She was already breathing heavily when she bent to my mouth. Her eyes were heavy and dark with lust. Her mouth captured mine; her tongue fucked me. I had my answer. Oh dear, as god is my witness, we did! A chilly November evening was no match for the heat we produced as we took our time taking turns with our lovemaking. I have no idea when we finally finished with each other. Nor did I know when either of us pulled the blanket and sheet over us. 

I just remember smiling in the morning as she lay half on, half off of me. I must have sighed with pleasure just a little too deeply. Shade stirred, slowly came awake and, in the early morning hours, we picked up where we left off last night.

We were both late for work and neither of us cared.

Author's Note: As ever, this is a flight of fantasy; completely fictitious. If there is any resemblance to anyone walking among us my apologies. Another author put it so well: "The site is free. The author is 'paid' in comments and votes." I hope you've enjoyed another chapter of a rather long tale. Plenty more still to come!!!

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Shade's Destiny Ch. 08



Kelly looked at me when I got to work and laughed. "You two didn't have enough last night huh?" What could I do but smile. "Destiny, you were super hot last night." She got this cute little gleam in her eyes. "My Kelly was absolutely a wild man last night. He couldn't get enough of me." She came around her desk and kissed me. "Thank you for one wonderful night with my husband." I wanted to cry.

"Sweetie, I'm so happy for you. How can he not want you? I sure as hell do." I kissed her and headed for my office.

I was sitting with a cup of coffee and Connie's note when Stacy came waltzing in. She had the same look in her eyes that Kelly did. I smiled. "Hi lover. I see you had a fab night with Matt. I was so glad you were able to talk him into coming home. Is he staying long? Stacy's chin trembled as the tears started. She looked down and shook her head. "What baby? Tell me ... please."

"He leaves Sunday night and that's going to be it for a while. The bastards won't let him come home." I got up and walked to my friend. "I wish I hadn't pushed him so hard to take this damn partnership." I put my arms around her and held her as she cried. "I hate this – not being with him and knowing I'll be leaving you soon." I stiffened. Oh my god! "Yeah, there's a contract on the house. We're getting close to the asking price. We hope to hear before he leaves Sunday." She pulled away and wiped her eyes. "I mean, we're happy but I'm miserable Destiny. I'll miss you."

She was crestfallen. She's my friend, she's my lover, and she has a family. "Stacy this is nuts. I mean, you were like my first friend in Chicago. I've known you longer than anyone. But you have a family - a man who loves you and two great kids." I lifted her chin and looked into her eyes. "I love you for feeling that way and you know I'll miss you too, but please be happy. We'll have time together before you go. And let's not count those chickens kiddo." I forced a smile. Shit. I could tell my words weren't having much of an effect on her. I felt my nipples tighten as she looked at me.

"All night all I could think about was your scent on that g-string." Dear god! "It was you and me in our bed Destiny. Matt was making love with me and I was making love with you!" She kissed me. She wasn't kidding. The passion in that kiss spoke louder than any words possibly could. My phone rang. I answered it and got the shock of my life!

"Destiny, there's a reservation in my name at a hotel near the office." She told me the name. "Take Stacy and spend as much of the day and night with her as you can ... and she can. I told the front desk I had two people meeting me so just go ahead and sign the receipt." What on earth. "It's my treat for both of you lover. Your friend is miserable and it breaks my heart." I was crying. "So go love her. Tell her ..." Shade paused for a moment. "Tell her this is my way of saying I'm sorry for what I did to her." Still in tears, I had my arm around Stacy. I held the phone so she could listen too. "I love you and I'll see you tonight. Bye sugar."

Stacy looked at me, completely dumbfounded. "I can't believe what I just heard Destiny. She wants you, her lover, to spend the day with me? Did she really mean what she said about being sorry?"

"Oh yeah, absolutely. I can't tell you all of the details Stacy. But I'm not the only one who's made big changes in my life." She laughed at that one. "Go get your coat babe. Let's get out of here. I'll take care of ..." I hadn't noticed Stacy looking over my shoulder. I turned; Kelly stood in the doorway, her hand over her mouth. I looked at Stacy and walked to Kelly. "Come here a minute please." She shook her head. She had tears in her eyes. Oh god!

"You two? Lovers? What the fuck is going on here?" The phone rang again.

"Hand the phone to Kelly, Destiny. Then the two of you go. I'll talk to Kelly." I did. I grabbed my coat and purse and waited till Stacy had hers. We put our coats on as we headed to the elevator. Parking would be a pain and a garage would be expensive so we walked. Yeah, that's how close it was to the office. We talked as we walked. "Is Matt going to get the kids from school?"

"Yeah. I didn't tell them Daddy was coming home yesterday. They were so surprised. Carolyn didn't mind one bit. She loves the kids but knows they miss Matt. How in the hell am I going to explain this? I can't stay out too late."

"We'll figure that out as we go." I was thinking as we were walking. "Let me do the talking at the front desk. I think I have an idea how to handle this." I held the door and we entered a beautiful lobby with white tile, fuchsia painted walls and a gorgeous dark wood and grey marble front desk. A lovely young woman asked if she could help us. "Yes, my name is Destiny Langan. Shade Nguyen has a reservation. She called; there's an accident on the expressway and she's delayed. She asked us to sign and get the keys for the room. I was told you already have the credit card number.

"Yes Ms. Langan. Let me print it for you." She handed me the paper and pen. I signed my name. "Here are the keys."

"I'll call and give her the room number." I looked at the name tag. "Thank you Rosemary. You've been very helpful." I turned and found the elevator.

Once inside Stacy started laughing. "That was brilliant Destiny. She may wonder when the imaginary Ms. Nguyen is going to show up. Hopefully they'll be busy enough she'll forget about it all."

"Uh huh and when we leave, there will be someone else on the desk who won't have a clue who we are." We got off the elevator and looked at which direction the room was. I opened the door and in we went. "Ha! Look at this. A queen with a headboard that's perfect for restraints." Stacy looked at me with panic on her face. "Sweetheart, don't you worry. You and Matt must not play around like that. After today that may change. Now enough talking; it's time for loving."

Stacy blushed. "Um, Matt and I made love this morning." I giggled. Stacy was crimson. "I had no idea this was gonna happen. Can we take a bath please?"

"Absolutely, gorgeous ... in fact, that's a great idea." I started unbuttoning her blouse. "A nice bubble bath, soapy hands and who knows what else." She moaned as I ran my fingers over the blue silk bra. "I know what's hidden here and I can't wait to take these beauties in my mouth." I slipped the straps from her shoulder, peeled the cup from her breast, bent and took the already firm nipple in my mouth. Stacy had her hands behind her back, undoing the clasp. When the bra fell to the ground I moved to the other breast.

"Oh my god you're gonna make me cum you wicked bitch." I looked up at her and winked. I unzipped her skirt, it fell, and I dipped my hand inside the panties and into her folds. Soaking wet already! Yum. "Oh god Destiny." I guided her to the bed; she lay on her back while I toyed with her, teasing, loving, fondling my fabulous friend. I was so excited to be with her that I rushed to bring her to climax. "Oh my god, here it comes," she screamed. She pushed against my hand and held my head to her as the orgasm took her. She screamed my name as she trembled, her knees high and wide. I went back and forth, left and right, as my fingers sawed and my thumb teased. She panted and mumbled incoherently. Her groan was what let me know it had fled. I kissed her breasts while I helped her come back.

I ran the bath water real hot for a reason. Stacy was still in an endorphin haze; I had her lay back against me in the tub. She was completely relaxed. Part of me wanted to hold her and never let her go, knowing this might be the last time we'd be together. Another part of me wanted to take her thoroughly, ravage her again and again so she'd never forget me. Yes, if there's anyone shaking your head, I had guilt pangs about that last. I love Shade. I mean that! And I also have come to realize there's a part of me that will probably always wonder 'what if.' Maybe you remember the conversation. 'If I'd have come on to you, you probably would have slugged me.' Probably. Funny thing is – I've always been the one on the receiving end of the seduction, never the taker, the initiator. So I don't know what it's like to try and be rebuffed. Or succeed! I'm writing this in the present but it's a pretty accurate representation of what my thoughts were as we lay in the steamy heat of the bath tub. I guess I can say this now. I did love Stacy. Not like I do Shade. And, I'll always wonder.

There came a point, between the hijinks and actual bathing, that Stacy did feel fresh. Um, if you're a dude reading you probably wouldn't get it. If you're a woman ... wink!

After all the giggling as we dried each other we lay, face to face, on the bed. I knew what was in my heart. I couldn't bring myself to say the words out loud ... but something told me Stacy not only knew – but felt exactly as I did. The sun had long since bid the day farewell when we spoke of what to do about Matt.

"Honey, hi. I'm with Destiny. I know I should have called sooner but the day got kinda crazy. Yes, baby, everything's more than fine." I kissed her. Her eyes brimmed. "I may be home late. She wants to take me clubbing ... ya know, dancing ... stuff. What? No babe, I promise I'll be home in time for that." She giggled. "Oh my god yes!! I've tingled all day after what you did to me last night!" I slid my fingers through the moisture of her pussy. She groaned. "What? Oh, nothing. I just had a moment thinking about you inside me last night Matty." I bent and sucked her nipple into my mouth. She grabbed my hair and yanked me from her breast. "I love you too. Any word yet? Oh, okay. Kiss the kids for me ... and be ready. I need you Matty. I love you!! See you soon sweetheart. Okay, bye."

"You evil witch!! I love you; that was so evil. He could hear the desperation in my voice." She kissed me. "I do love him so Destiny." Her eyes brimmed. I kissed her. "You remember that song from whenever 'Torn Between Two Lovers?'" I kissed her and nodded. "How am I ever gonna forget you? We're so good together ... better than any woman I've been with." She shook her head. Still damp brown hair threatened to cling to her face. "I'm still in shock about what Shade did and said." I brushed away the few lingerers and kissed her. "Will you please show me what you meant about restraints?" I didn't laugh at her then but I am as I write about it now! Suffice to say – she liked it!! A lot!

It was nearly nine when we decided she had to head home. We did a quick rinse in the shower, which, um, took a while and walked to the office so she could get her car. She wanted to drive me home – nuh uh! The kisses were desperately hot, every bit of what you would expect after what we'd shared. She had tears; me too. It remained unspoken that it might be our last. We whispered to each other the obvious – that, if it was, we would treasure it forever!

The cab ride didn't take very long. I cried the whole way. Shade, who was sitting on the couch, took one look at me, hugged me, and walked me to our bed. She never said a word. She didn't have to – the way she loved me ... sigh.

In the morning, as we showered, Shade told me she'd texted Kelly and Stacy and had told them to be in her office at nine. I tried but she wouldn't tell me why. Kim was already gone; we stopped, grabbed coffee and something to eat. Kelly glared. Shade, her voice calm but cold, told her to get Stacy and come to her office.

The night and morning being what they were I'd neglected this. So I'll just write about it here.

"Stacy, Kelly, you deserve an explanation for yesterday. I'm not sure if you know – but I had security installed in the office that included voice and video. Both feed into ... and I have voice available on my phone. That's how I knew about what happened yesterday." She looked at me with a glance. "The video will continue for the safety of my business. But the audio ... has been discontinued. Permanently." Stacy glanced at me. "Kelly, it had to be a confusing day for you. Thank you for your understanding." A tight smile and, "Stacy, I hope you and Matt close on the sale. I'll miss you so much." She looked at me. "Destiny, I'd like you to stay for a moment. I have something I want to say to Stacy. Thank you Kelly, you may get back to your work." Kelly gave me a cold stare as she left. Unbidden, I closed the door.

Shade shocked me by coming around from behind her desk and taking Stacy's hands in hers. She smiled and said, "I will miss you. I wanted to make this face-to-face and I wanted my Destiny here with us, Stacy." Huh? What? "I want ... need to apologize for what I've done to you." Stacy's face registered her shock. "Destiny's told me you and Matt are leaving and that I'm ... well, not a small part of why." I had tears. Shade hadn't told me what this was about. "You've been with me a long time. It's going to be nearly impossible to replace you." Shade shook her head. "More than that, I feel like such a jerk for putting you through what I did as Destiny and I were finding our way as a couple." Shade took a step forward and hugged Stacy – who didn't respond immediately. "I don't blame you. I'm not sure I wouldn't react as you are. I just want you to know I'm very sorry for being such a jerk to you. I hope you and Matt enjoy your new life."

Just like that it was over. To this day I can't tell you who was more stunned – me or Stacy! And we've talked about it!

I hugged Stacy before she headed to her office – then closed the door behind her. I turned to face my lover. "Shade, I can't begin to tell you how proud I am. You did right by both Stacy and Kelly. You validated them both, came clean about yesterday and, most importantly to me, gave Stacy some verbal love." I took my honey in my arms and kissed her. "Do you have any idea how happy I am with all that you just did? More to the point – how proud I am of you!!" She blushed. "Whatever Kelly thinks ... is whatever. We need to talk later. I know you have appointments. I love you lady!!" I took her sweet face in my hands. "And don't you ever forget it!!" I kissed her nose and headed to my office.

Stacy was waiting in my office. "What was that about with the audio ending?"

"We had a little chat this morning. I insisted that she shut both down. She reminded me that the main reason for the video was security for the office. I agreed; she agreed to close down the audio except for her office and the entrance to the office – again for security reasons. I did think that made sense. How were things with you and Matt?"

"I told him." She didn't look at me when she said it.

"You what?" Yeah, I nearly screamed it. I was flabbergasted.

"I told him Destiny." She grinned as she said, "He was naked, I tied his hands and feet to a chair, then did a strip tease in front of him." She laughed at me; my jaw hung and my eyes had to be as wide as they could be. "I did it all. I rubbed my breasts in his face, only let his tongue lick my nipples, gave him head for about ten seconds at a time, lay on the bed with my legs around him and fingered myself ... he was a wild man." By now I was laughing and smiling with her. Kelly must have heard us because she stood in the doorway. "Come here Kelly and listen to my night with Matt." Her arms folded across her chest, she shook her head. I shrugged, Stacy nodded. "I rubbed my fingers under his nose and on his lips. He was pleading, begging me to fuck him."

"You're a little wild child. What about the kids"

"Oh the bedroom door was closed." She laughed. "I finally sat on his lap and fucked myself on his cock. I held my breasts and licked my nipples. While I was riding him I told him I'd spent the day with you in a hotel. He didn't believe me. He knew we'd been friends since you came to Chicago. I told him we'd been seeing each other now and then. I didn't tell him about you spending the night here. I didn't think that would have been smart." Phew. I nodded in agreement. "But I told him about the bath, how we'd made love, how you used the thigh highs to ..." She stopped and looked at Kelly, who was looking back and forth between the two of us in shock.

"Come in here and sit down Kelly," I said. "We all need to talk. Please!" She came and sat on the edge of the desk. What a brat. "Go ahead Stacy; tell the rest of it."

"I told him how you tied my hands with your thigh highs and how you had taken me that way. I kissed him and told him that's where I got the idea." I have to include this: she never blushed, never showed any sign of being embarrassed about what she was telling us. "He asked if I still loved him." Kelly and I both laughed; Stacy just shrugged. "I reminded him that I was fucking him." She smiled a wicked smile. "Do you remember what we did in the garage just before we left?"

Oh my god yes! "Um, yeah, you were in the car and I'd leaned in to kiss you one last time. You broke the kiss, lifted my skirt, pushed my panties aside and licked me." Stacy was grinning and nodding; Kelly was in shock, her eyes going back and forth between the two of us. I looked at Kelly. "The bitch took my panties, sniffed them, and told me she wanted them to remember the day and night." Stacy laughed lustily. Kelly was flushed with what was, clearly, excitement.

Stacy picked up the story from there. "Just for emphasis I climbed off of him and took him in my mouth. I finished him that way. But I wasn't finished with him. I got your panties from my purse and sniffed them. I told him they were yours – that I'd taken them in the garage after I'd licked you. I goddamn well thought his eyes would bulge out of his head!" I was laughing like a mad woman. "I draped your panties over his head so he had to smell you while watching me. I got my vibe and got myself off." She smirked and looked at both of us. "I lied and told him we'd used it to fuck each other." More laughter. "I hooked my feet into his elbows so he got an up close and personal look at what I was doing. He was basically drooling by the time I had my cum! I made sure he was good and hard. I took the panties off his head, used them to jerk him off, then untied his feet, stuffed the panties in his mouth and told him to fuck me doggy style."

I looked at Kelly and asked, "So how was your night?" That did the trick. We all laughed.

Kelly asked, "Is he okay with what you told him Stacy?"

"I think so. He knows we'll be moving soon. I told him that I do enjoy women but that doesn't mean I don't love him with all my heart and don't want to share a bed with him. I guess we'll see but, if last night ..." she smiled, "and this morning were any indication I'd say we'll be just fine."

"Stacy, you know how I feel." I looked at Kelly and smiled. "And Kelly knows I have a crush on her." Turning back to Stacy, "I guess I'm shocked, after what we've talked about, that you did tell him. I just hope it was the right thing to do."

Kelly piped up with, "So who else around here do you have the hots for Destiny?" It was my turn to blush.

"I've always thought Christy is sexy as all get out; but she has her Brandi ... and I'm pretty sure she and Meaghan had a thing goin' on." I saw Stacy's head nodding vigorously. "And I really like Lindsay; she's just so cute and always looks like a million bucks." I smiled. "Then there's this Asian chick ..."

"And Shade knows about you and Stacy?"

"Kelly, it's pretty obvious she does. Or it should be after yesterday. That night I stayed over at Stacy's ... I called Shade and told her I wanted to and why. Kim told me she cried all night but she let me."

Stacy said, "You never told me about Shade crying, Destiny. I didn't mean for it to cause her any pain."

"Honey, it's all good. I left early because I had to but also so I could spend time with Shade before work. And she, um, got her two pounds of flesh in return for her largesse." Both of them laughed and laughed. "Kelly, are we all okay now?"




Shade's Destiny Ch. 08



She sighed and said, "Yeah, I admit I was jealous. But what the hell." She turned to Stacy. "I gotta tell ya; I don't know if I would have the guts to do what you did." She shook her head. "I consider myself bi, but I really don't go looking for it." She looked at me and smirked. "I guess I'll have to be happy with your girl crush, Destiny." I laughed.

"Now honestly, Stacy, how could any woman not have a girl crush on a face like this?" I reached and pinched Kelly's cheeks like women do with little babies. Stacy burst out with a huge, bubbly laugh. Kelly smacked my hand and rubbed her cheeks but she was smiling. I kissed her. She pinched my nipple; I eeked. "I suppose I do deserve that you brat."

Stacy was the one who reminded us, "I suppose we better try and get some work done." She stood; we all did. Stacy looked at me with mischief in her eyes. "Oh goodness, I forgot one itsy bitsy detail." Kelly and I looked at her. Nothing.

Exasperated, I finally said, "Out with it you tease. If you've done it like this it has to be some kind of hot. Out with it."

"Oh, it's not really all that big a deal." Lying bitch was batting her eyelashes looking back and forth from one of us to the other. She giggled wickedly. "Oh all right; I've had the two of you waiting forever. When I told Matty that you and I were lovers he didn't believe me. Remember now, he's tied to a chair, naked and helpless. I leaned in and kissed him. I said, "That taste on my lips ... it's Destiny's pussy juice." I laughed and laughed. Kelly had a hand over her chest as though she might faint. "He still didn't believe it so I went to my purse, took out Destiny's panties, rubbed them under his nose and let him get a good whiff of her." Then we went on with all the rest." I took my lover in my arms and kissed her.

"Stacy, that is beyond erotic. That poor guy must have had man goo leakin' like mad."

Kelly looked at me with this hysterical look of surprise on her face. "Man goo ... what the heck is that?"

It was Stacy's turn to laugh. "Kelly, she was married. She would know what pre-cum is and tastes like."

Kelly looked chagrined. "Oh that's right. I guess everyone has their little pet phrases for just about everything."

After all the laughter we decided to finally get back to work. Kelly remarked, "We've been lucky. The phones have been quiet this morning." Stacy gave me a kiss, hugged Kelly and headed to her office.

"May I give you a kiss Kelly?

She grinned, "You better bitch!" I kissed her, with feeling. She sighed when it ended. "That was nice!"

"So are you cutie. Let's get some work done." She smiled and left. I sat at my desk. My god what a morning. I pulled out the note from Connie again. What on earth am I going to do about all these women in my life?

I don't remember exactly - but the blink of my minds eye was 'Daisy.' Yeahhhhh, Daisy. Daisy is older than me, she knows just about all, if not all, of the players in this crazy little game and doesn't have a stake in it. I think I can lay out the facts and I think she'll give me an honest, from-the-heart opinion. Hmm, I'll go see her this afternoon before she closes. Maybe she'll be willing to sit with me for a while and chat. I took a deep breath, looked at Connie's note again and smiled. I felt much better.

It was Friday so I had to get commissions done for all of those in sales. They get paid weekly; the rest of us get paid every two weeks. Stacy, Kelly and I all had our earnings on direct deposit, which I did electronically. Sorry, I know you don't care. Anyway, because of the chatter between the three of us, by the time I finished it was about time for me to head to D's. I left the checks that Shade needed to sign on her desk, gave both Stacy and Kelly kisses and wishes for a good weekend and left.

Daisy gave me a big smile when I came in. I motioned that I needed to speak with her. "Do you have something pressing planned after you close for the day Daisy?"

She smiled, shook her head, and asked, "No sweetie I don't. What do you need?"

"Some advice from a friend if that's not asking too much."

She frowned and said, "For goodness sake Destiny, of course it's not asking too much. Come on dear, come sit. Oh, what kind of coffee would you like?" I told her, she smiled, nodded and turned away. When she came back with the cup in her hand we walked to a table where we would have some privacy. "Here you go sweetheart. Now, what's bugging you?"

I sipped carefully at the piping hot brew and said, "Girl trouble." She smiled.

"Let me guess. You love your Shade." I smiled and nodded. "And there's a world full of beautiful women, some of whom lust for you and some you lust for. And you want to sample every bit of candy in the store but don't want to lose the one you're in love with." She paused for a moment and said, "Or the one who loves you." As she was speaking tears filled my eyes. My god, am I that transparent? How on earth does she know? A little smirk and, "You can't imagine how I know can you?" I dabbed at my tears. Daisy took my hand and said, "Honey, let me tell you a little bit about me. We're not that much different. Like you, I didn't find out who I really was until later in life." For goodness sake. She smiled at what she must have seen in my eyes. "No, I wasn't in the circumstances you were Destiny. I like Shade a lot but that part of her I don't care for."

"Daisy, I need to tell you something." I took a deep breath. "Shade and I had an important moment on our vacation. She was able to come to grips with some of her demons. Without revealing too much, she's making some important changes in herself. That's one of them." Daisy sat back in her chair, a bit stunned. I smiled, saying, "It's for the better really. She knows, now, that what she was doing was hurtful to her and those around her. I'm very, very proud of her."

Daisy smiled. "Well I'll be damned. Good for her! Now what exactly is it you want to tell me?"

I showed Daisy the note from Connie. She read it aloud. "Destiny, I'm crazy about you. I know you and Shade are a couple and I don't want to do anything that would wreck that. But I do want to spend time with you. You're so pretty, so sexy and I'm pretty sure you have the hots for me as well. Call me when you can please." She looked at me; I was blushing but had a big, goofy grin on my face. "Was this Connie here the night of the lingerie party?"

"Yes; if you can believe it Shade invited her!" Daisy laughed as I shook my head.

"She's a piss that one! I do believe it. And she wants you to be with her doesn't she?" My shoulders sagged as I stared in amazement at Daisy. "Honey, Shade trusts you; she must if she's inviting a woman who she knows has designs on you." She paused, looked carefully at me and said, "There have been others haven't there." 

The flood started. Through my tears I told Daisy about my Stacy, how we'd seen each other in bits and pieces and spent time together that night at her house. I gave some detail about that. "Her husband took a job out of town. She was very lonely and, with the kids and the house on the market, I offered to help with some packing and spend the night." Daisy's eyes got real big. "Yeah, I know. I called Shade to tell her what I wanted to do and why. She said yes. Just a couple days ago it happened again." I told her about the hotel and the time we'd spent. Daisy was smiling.

"See what I mean Destiny. Shade loves you and trusts you enough to come home to her. I'm not going to tell you whether to see this Connie or not. That's not my business. As long as you know where your heart is and as long as you don't sneak around behind her back, then you and Shade will be just fine." She gave me an appraising look and said, "I can't believe how much you've changed in a relatively short period of time. From that first day with Stacy to that Sunday here to now ..." she shook her head, "you're nothing like you were then. You look comfortable in your own skin honey."

"Thank you Daisy. Did you enjoy that Sunday night?" She turned all kinds of red and looked away. "It's completely okay Daisy. I took a wild guess the other day and Shade confirmed my hunch. It was a miserable night but whatever. You're right. If you'd have told me back in July I'd be this comfortable with who I am and who I'm in love with ... well, I just never would have believed it."

"It's impossible for me to tell you just how sorry I am for participating in that night Destiny, especially since I've gotten to know you over these last few months." Her eyes brimmed with tears. "I wish to god I could take that night back."

I leaned across the table and gave Daisy a kiss. "Don't beat yourself up about it please. Shade didn't know any other way to do what she did. Without giving away personal details she won't be doing any of that in the future." Daisy's jaw dropped. I nodded. "Yup, she's come to understand the why. That's all I feel I can say on the subject. Do you mind if I make a quick phone call?" Daisy said no; I called Kim.

"Kim, hi, are you still in class or are you in the car? The car ... okay; can you come by Daisy's and pick me up? I have an errand I'd like to run and would like your help. Oh thank you; yes, I'll see you in a bit. I'm here with Daisy so just text me when you're close. Great. Bye."

"Sorry Daisy, I want to get something for Shade and I think Kim knows where the store is that I want to go to." I smiled at Daisy. "Thank you so much for taking time with me. You've really helped me and have been a great friend to listen and offer your opinion. I just knew, when I thought of you, I was doing the right thing."

Her smile was so big and bright it could have lit the whole store. "Oh Destiny, I'm so thrilled you chose me to talk to. I really do hope I have helped. You're really going to miss this Stacy aren't you?" I had to bite my lip to stop the tears.

I nodded, "Yes I am. I really care a lot about her. But things worked out the way they're supposed to I guess." I looked at Daisy and said, "A part of me will always wonder if it might have been different with her. We'll never know."

Just then I saw Kim waving at me from the curb. I stood, gave Daisy a warm hug and kiss, thanked her again, and left. I hurried to the car. I leaned across and kissed her then buckled. "Where to Destiny?"

"I want to get something for Shade. Do you know where she got my first collar and the earrings?"

Kim smiled. "Yup, I know just where it is. What are you thinking of getting her?"

"Well, this submissive thing has to be kept a secret for now. Um, at least I believe that Shade has to be the one who reveals it to whomever she chooses." Kim nodded.

"I agree completely."

"I thought of getting an ankle bracelet that has our first initials with a lock between them. What do you think?" Kim looked at me. Her face showed her surprise. She turned her head side to side and pulled into a fairly empty parking lot. 

She turned, kissed me warmly, and said, "That's just so beyond sweet Destiny. What a magnificent idea and gift."

"It's been pretty hectic since we've been back Kim. I wanted to get a little something to let Shade know how much I love her for admitting she needs to go back in therapy. She's already made significant changes in her behavior. I'm so happy for her and proud of her." Kim nodded, put the car in gear and we headed to wherever. I won't go into too much detail about the shopping we did but I think it's going to look pretty special. I made sure to get a business card. The store's owner, Gabie Donahue, couldn't have been nicer. She laughed when I asked her to keep this a secret from Shade!!

Shade and I had a long talk Sunday afternoon. The weather was brisk but the sun was out so we took advantage, bundled up a bit and took a long walk. The neighborhood is perfect for that actually. The lake isn't too far away and there is a biking and walking path that stretches from pretty far north to Navy Pier. No, we didn't do all of that! The walk took a couple of hours ... okay the chat took a couple of hours. We needed to warm up when we got home. Me: biting my lip.

Here are some of the highlights. Shade wanted to know if I had ever thought about getting a tattoo or a piercing. Um, no and no. Someone sent me an email recently (true story!) about an SNL skit about tattoos. Don't know if you've seen it but it's exactly why I don't want one. So we're going next week. Uh, mine is going to be real small, in Vietnamese, and it will say 'Shade's Destiny.' She's getting one as well – 'Destiny's Shade.' I mean, fair's fair; well, that's my story and I am sticking to it. Absolutely no to the piercing, though she did make a belly button piercing sound pretty enticing. Her talk of a 'reward' if I agreed to it was, um, something to consider.

Shade promised to consider my request for another sleepover. Especially when I told her that there was a chance the house would be sold this weekend.

She gave me a flat 'no' when I brought up Dawn as a potential replacement for Stacy. I was somewhat 'persuasive' with my argument though. She agreed to give Dawn an interview - which is really all I wanted in the first place.

Some interesting back and forth when I mentioned seeing a psychologist. She waffled and whined. I reminded her that she was the one who had admitted she needed to go back for help. I promised that I would not pester her about it but that I would not let the matter be forgotten. She fidgeted, hemmed and hawed, but was grateful when I told her I'd accompany her to at least the first of the visits. Would I sit in? Absolutely not!! But I'd sit in the waiting room as moral support.

We went round and round on a date for the office Christmas party. The way the month and Christmas fall (a Tuesday) it came down to either the eighth or fifteenth – both Saturdays. We went back and forth and finally decided on Friday the fourteenth. We'd close the office at three to give everyone time to get dressed and back. The party would begin at 6:30 with dinner at seven. That it was early enough we could have a great time and get everyone home for whatever after party festivities they might have planned. Plus they'd all have their Saturday and Sunday free for shopping or whatever.

Shade wanted to have it where Connie worked. I wasn't sure that worked. I, uh, did think about Connie dressed as a very naughty elf!! I wanted to make sure that anyone who wanted to could dance to their hearts content. Shade allowed that it was a very good point and promised to call Melanie, who is the General Manager, and find out what their plans were.

What were we going to do for Christmas? I offered some rather graphically exotic suggestions which left Shade laughing till she was breathless. We both had some funny and sexy thoughts about gifts for the girls. I have to say – sex aside, it was one of the most intimate weekends we'd had as a couple. And if you're wondering about that ... just don't!!

First thing I did Monday was to find Stacy and ask about the house. She smiled, "It's all done Destiny. We got within $5,000 of our asking price." I gawked. "I know!! There was actually a bit of a bidding war which surprised everyone, the realtor included." My heart sank. She looked and said, "Can we go to your office please?"

"Of course honey."

Stacy closed the door, took my hand and headed to the couch. Oh dear lord. She smiled and said, "No lover, not today. We need to talk." Um. "This may be the hardest thing I've had to say in my life so please let me get through it." She looked at me; her eyes were wet but her voice was strong. "I love you Destiny." I know! "My marriage, my husband and my kids come first. They just have to. We'll always have memories and I'll only be a phone call away." There's a big 'but' dangling. "I made my choice back in 2001; I knew I was bi then and married the man I love." She looked at me, took my hands in hers and said, "I'm sticking with him, Destiny, and you should do the same with Shade." Oh.

"I've been here since 2007 and I've never seen her like this, not since you came into her life in 2009. You had a rough go of it for a while in July and the rest. I know you're surprised, so am I. But I have to tell you what I believe. There was something that told me the two of you were meant to be together. I just knew that Shade had her heart set on you. Much as I wanted you I knew I had no chance – not with my family and not with the way that woman looks at you." The tears had started several sentences ago and continued to slide down my cheeks. I hated losing my friend and lover but I couldn't argue with what she was saying.

"It's just time Destiny. Time for you to grab hold of what you have, time for you to love the woman who loves you like no one she's ever been with before. I can't do that with you honey; you and I both know that. Leaving you hurts; hurts a lot. But, in the end, we'll both be better and happier." She giggled. "I thought about saying 'woman up' but I knew you'd slug me." So I did. We both laughed, which broke the tension. She kissed me, softly and tenderly. That kiss left a mark on my heart. I still remember how sweet it was. "Go to her, never let her go, and never look back Destiny."

"What about Matt, honey? This moving thing is going to be hard without any help."

Stacy smiled. "My parents decided to come and spend the weekend with us." She let go of my hands, stood and paced. "The movers will be at the house bright and early Saturday morning. My parents have rented a full size SUV for the ride back to New Jersey. My Mom found a bank owned house; they agreed to let us rent with an option to buy for a year. Most of the money will go to a down payment if we want to buy. It's perfect, Destiny. We get a home, can check out the neighborhood, take our time, get the kids into their new world and all the rest." Well isn't this just dandy!!

"This all came together pretty damn quickly didn't it?"

"You have no idea. Judy, the realtor, was caught completely off guard. She had to scurry around like mad. Everyone was pre-approved for mortgages and the rest so all we had to do was come to an agreement on the price. Judy called around looking for movers and got a decent price and a reservation. My folks surprised me with the news on the house and their offer ... but Matt agreed. It all just made too much sense." My head was spinning but there wasn't a single thing I could think of as a rebuttal. Plus, it wasn't mine to argue. Just do the obvious, Destiny.

"I love you too Stacy. I'll always wonder." She smiled and nodded. "But you're doing what's best for all of you and I love you too much to stand in the way. Thank you. I know you spoke from your heart about us and about Shade and me. That means the world to me. And I think you're right. Playtime is over. I need to be with the one I love."

She broke into 'Mommy voice.' "That's my big girl!!" We both laughed till our sides hurt. My turn for payback.

"So do I get a souvenir pair of panties for keepsake?" More hysterical laughter. She nodded. I kissed her, bent to the ground, undid the button and zipper on her slacks, slid them down and off. I lapped at the silk, lowered it over her sex, and, as I slid it down and off her feet, lapped at her with my tongue. I flicked her clit. Her effort to push me away was halfhearted at best. It was only a wicked tease anyway. I helped pull her slacks back up; she buttoned them. Wicked bitch that I am I stood, looked in her eyes, brought the panties to my nose, moaned obscenely and rolled my eyes in (real) lust. She was smiling and shaking her head. Naturally, I made sure to kiss her. Yes, she opened her mouth to me.

We stood, arms around each other, forehead to forehead, lovers knowing it was coming to an end. "Can I ask a favor babe?" She nodded. "Can we have Kelly come in and take pictures of the two of us on both of our phones?"




Shade's Destiny Ch. 08



"Oh my god Destiny that's a fabulous idea. I would love a nice keepsake photo of us." I opened the door and called for Kelly. We told her what we wanted and she took pictures. She said she wanted one too. So she got her phone and took a picture for herself.

"Um, why do we want pictures? What's going on?" Stacy gave her the news. Kelly broke down and cried when she heard that Wednesday would be Stacy's last day. "This is just miserable. You're the one who mentored me when I came here. How am I going to do this all by myself?"

I piped in with, "Kelly, it's not my place to say too much. But things are being done to start the search for someone to fill Stacy's shoes. I wouldn't dare say replace her." I put my arm around Stacy's waist and smiled.

"Goddamn right!! No one's gonna replace you Stacy. It's just not possible." She's so sweet!

"We have three days to catch up and get you ready to fly solo for a while. I'm sure Shade and Destiny will do everything they can to help. You'll do fine Kelly. I just know it." Kelly had a hang dog look on her face.

It was almost eleven and I hadn't yet turned on my computer. I sat thinking about what Stacy had told me while it booted up. I turned and looked at the flat screen and got the surprise of my life. There was a piece of paper ... white with red hearts around the borders with a poem. I read it and cried. It is so beautiful. I hope you enjoy it.





Shade's Destiny Ch. 08



"We have to email at least once a week okay? Let me know how things are going. I'll keep you up on the goings on here – and with me and Shade." She smiled. It was time. We kissed; we didn't let it linger. "Hope all goes well this weekend babe. I'll miss you." I slipped my fingers through her hair and gazed one last time into those lovely eyes.

She closed the trunk, climbed in the car, waved as she left. I pulled Kelly to me, let her lay her head on my shoulder and we headed back to the office. Gone – forever. I shook my head. Who would have guessed that a chance meeting in the coffee shop so long ago would leave me so sad and so happy?

A few of the staff were still around. We chatted. Some laughed about my gift, a few expressed their surprise about Stacy and me, and a one or two wondered who would be replacing her. I did what I needed to with the comments and questions. I didn't deny my affection for Stacy and laughed about the gift. I deflected questions about Stacy's replacement.

The crowd drifted, I kissed and consoled Kelly, and Shade and I sat together on the couch in her office. Not much was said – not much needed to be said. A chapter was ending; another had already begun. I smiled a satisfied little smile.

I told Shade about my thoughts later but I'm writing about them here. I was still angry with her about what she'd said in bed last night. It just wasn't appropriate after the love we'd made. Yes, that's also partly why I kissed Stacy in front of the office. It was the last chance I'd have to let everyone know how I felt about her. 

Here's the part I wrestled with – I really wanted a wild night, in public, with Shade 'out' as a submissive. When I say wrestled with I mean including it in the story. After all the rest you may be wondering. It's okay. So did I. Do I. A little smile formed as I typed those last few words.

Kim was lounging on the couch when we got home. We both kissed her. Shade headed to the bedroom and looked over her shoulder at me when I sat next to Kim.

I asked, "Do you think any of those outfits Shade had me wear would fit your sister?"

Kim's look was one of surprise but my face and voice were serene. I could see her thinking.

"Yeah, I can think of a couple. Why?"

I smiled. "It's time Shade gets a taste of being a submissive. I want her to dress in one of those slutty outfits and take her out clubbing." As I spoke Kim's eyes widened. Then she got the biggest smile on her face.

"Destiny this is perfect! You're going to tap a wellspring in her." She surprised me with a deep, lengthy kiss. "My sister loves you. Who knew it would turn out she needed you as well!"

I was a little stunned. "What do you mean Kim?"

Kim crinkled her eyes as if surprised by the question. "She never would have gotten as deep into herself as she has without someone like you in her life. You were able to push her to the point she cracked that shell of hers wide open."

"Really?"

She made a face. "Are you kidding me? I've known that one for twenty years. She's been the queen bitch until she met her match in you. You may have given in at first but you never gave up. You kept pushing back. I loved watching her get so frustrated trying to break you. When you had me fuck you, she had a meltdown. She is so deeply in love with you she couldn't stand the thought of anyone else having you, taking you." She stopped, obviously embarrassed. I knew why.

"It's okay Kim. I don't know if Shade told you but Stacy and I had a chat. We left on very good terms. She told me it was time for me to commit to Shade with no reservations." Kim's jaw dropped. "Yeah; she loves me but she did what was right for her family. I'm totally okay with it. Hey, can you find that leash?"

Kim snickered. "Really? You gonna have her wear your collar tonight too?" I smiled and nodded. "Oh my god this is going to be so sweet. I wish I could go with." Hmm. A plan came to mind; when I told Kim she had to put her hand over her mouth to stifle the laugh.

"Can I bring a couple of friends?"

"Of course you can."

"Have her nude at dinner tonight." I looked, laughed and we high fived.

"I'll do it!" Shade came out of the bedroom and headed toward the two of us.

"Shade, go back to the bedroom and undress. I'll be there in a minute." She stopped in her tracks, stared at me, then at her sister. "I'm not going to say it again." She turned and closed the door behind her.

"Do you have any idea how much she loves this?" Kim asked.

"Honestly, no, but I'm learning. We had the most amazing night the other night." I shook my head.

"I don't need details Destiny. I know you and my sister are in love." She smiled. "For the first time in her life she's found someone who loves her ..." her eyes softened "even as flawed as she is. I love you ..." she bit her lip "for loving my sister." She lifted her head and smiled. "We need to spend some time talking. I have a few of my own little secrets. When we talk I'll give you a few tips on how to give her what she needs." The tone of her voice had me puzzled. There was something different about it, something calm, positive ... confident. She smiled and said, "Go, I'll make dinner."

When I entered our bedroom Shade was on the bed, facing the windows. The time of year meant the skies were already dark. I took in the familiar curves of the woman I love. Her voice was soft, child-like, "What do you have planned for me tonight?" I smiled, walked to the bed and snuggled, spooning.

"I love you. That's a given." She nodded. "You trust me." Another nod. I kissed her neck. "I want to give you what I believe you need lover." I felt her stiffen. "No, don't. You can't Shade. I don't know everything yet but I do want to do everything I think you need to set you free of what I think you told me are your demons." I felt her collapse against me. Relief? Surrender? I had no idea. I moved, turned her to her back, gazed into her eyes and kissed her.

"You have my heart. Never forget that." My eyes bore into hers. "I'll move heaven and earth to help you. And it will always be because I love you." I smiled, bent to kiss the shallow valley between her glories, and rested my head.

The knock on the door came as expected. "Dinner's ready you two." I smiled.

"Come on you." I pulled her up off the bed. The robe hung from a plastic rack on the sliding door of our closet. She reached for it. "I'll wear it tonight." Shade's head snapped as she looked. I smiled. "Kim has dinner waiting lover. Put the robe on me." She slipped the robe on one arm, then the other. I pulled it closed and tied the sash. Smiling, I kissed her, took her hand, and we walked to the dining room table. Kim looked at us both and grinned.

I waited at the table. I heard the sigh; Shade pulled out my chair. "Thank you pet. Please sit to my left." She did. Kim served me first, then Shade. She came back with her plate and a bottle of wine, which she set down in front of Shade.

Shade stared at both of us after Kim took her seat. I made no effort to make eye contact but could see, though clearly confused, her cheeks were flushed. I saw her head fall and shake side to side. She stood, took the bottle, came to my right side and poured a glass. She waited; I smiled and continued to eat my dinner. Exasperated and confused she went to her chair to begin her dinner.

Kim spoke up, "Aren't you forgetting something Shade?" Both of us looked up at her. Kim's voice was soft, "Did you ask your miss if there was anything else she needed?" Shade blushed and shook her head. When she turned her head to me Kim winked.

"I'm sorry miss. Was there anything else you needed or may I begin?"

"That's quite all right pet. You're still new. Thank you Kim. Actually pet, I'd very much like a kiss." Kim smirked; Shade got up, bent and gave me a kiss. It was short and without any affection. I grabbed her hair as she began to lift her head and brought her mouth back to mine. She opened her mouth to me without hesitation and we kissed like the lovers we are. Her eyes were wet when we broke the kiss. "That's much better don't you think pet?" She smiled and nodded.

Shade and Kim did the dishes. I caught her glaring at Kim as they headed to the kitchen. I called to Kim, "Kim, would you please lay out Shade's clothes for tonight while she finishes up out there?" Kim could barely contain herself as she came out. She gave me a thumbs-up as she passed by. I reached for and undid my collar, stood and headed to the kitchen. Shade was putting the last of the things in the dishwasher. When she stood I put the collar over her neck and snapped the lock in place. I felt her freeze. I wrapped my arms around her from behind and kissed her neck.

"I thought we'd go clubbing tonight lover. Shade's shoulders slumped. "Yup, submissive Shade will be on display." There was a twinkle in her eye and a tiny smirk on her lips. What's the name of that hostess who had the hots for you?"

"Bernadette ... Bernie."

"Why don't you call her and see if she'll reserve us a table. I think that's a smart idea." Shade nodded in agreement. She turned and we kissed. "If you're worried please don't be. I want to help you not hurt you. Besides it'll be kind of interesting to see if there's anyone there who recognizes us ..." (Shade paled) "from that last crazy night we were there. I'm looking forward to a fun night. It's been a while since we had a night like that. Come on, let's get ready."

After we'd showered and did our makeup we came out of the bathroom. Shade took one look at the dresses hanging side-by-side, looked and me, and smiled. "I'm wearing the red one right?" I smiled, took it off the hanger, and pulled it over my head. Her face fell. She pointed and said, "This one?"

I kissed her and said, "Yes lover, and no panties or thong either." Eyes widened in shock. I pulled on the red eye patch that matched the one Stacy had bought. "This damn thing isn't much better than being bare but I'm gonna have some fun watching you out on the dance floor. I love the scoop neck and racer back, Shade. It's so sexy. Mine shows off my girls." I looked in the mirror. The deeply scooped v-neck was tailored at the bust to act like a push-up bra. Shade's dress was a bit more modest but was deliciously short; thus, no thong. We each found shoes we liked. Mine had low heels.

Kim whistled when we came out. "Wow, you two look hot, hot, hot. Both of you lift your arms and give me a little spin." What a tease! I did mine; Shade blushed and shook her head. Kim glared, hands on hips. I made a face, my arms across my chest. Kim turned and produced the leash. Shade, shocked, looked at me. I smiled and lifted her arms up to shoulder height. Kim giggled when she saw Shade had nothing underneath and handed me the leash. I let go of Shade's arms and clipped the leash to the collar.

I handed Shade the leash and said, "Pet, I'd like my coat." Kim beamed as a sullen Shade headed to the closet. She brought back two coats and helped me put mine on. She slipped into hers; I clapped a hand to my forehead and said, "Oh my god, I almost forgot something. I'll be right back." I forgot something my foot!! I came out with my surprise in my hand and the other in my coat pocket. I handed Shade the egg and said, "Put this in won't you pet?" Kim nearly strangled trying to suppress her laughter. Shade had no trouble (as I suspected) inserting the egg. I turned it on low. She shivered and closed her eyes. I bent to kiss her; my fingers slid through the slickness of her lips. My finger held her chin as we made eye contact. "Your face and eyes may show surprise, even upset, but your body tells me what you really feel."

"Thank you Destiny." I melted. Simple words said softly. I love her!

"You're welcome lover. I love you so much!" Kim had both hands covering her mouth, tears in her eyes. She came to her sister, hugged her close and kissed her. She kissed me and whispered her thanks. I cupped her cheek with my hand, smiled, and winked. She nodded. We headed to the elevator and the car.

Without being asked Shade opened the door for me. I kissed her nose and climbed in. When we got to the club she handed the parking dude the keys and me the leash. His jaw dropped; we headed inside. Bernadette took one look at Shade and had to sit down on the high stool behind the hostess stand.

Shade did as she'd been instructed. "Good evening Bernadette. My miss and I have a table reserved." The befuddled brunette led us to the table, tried to get something out, failed, and walked away shaking her head. I unclipped the leash and set it on the table. Shade, as she had last time, sat on the inside. I turned up the egg before taking off my coat. Shade moaned and closed her eyes. I looked as I sat; Shade's dress rode up dangerously high on her thighs. I smiled.

The redhead was back; no clown makeup tonight. She was actually quite pretty without that garish mess. I leaned into Shade and asked if she wanted her martini. She held up two fingers. I ordered a double dirty martini for her and a tall Effen vodka and cranberry for me. Red's eyes let me know she liked our choices. I crooked my finger. She leaned in and I gave her a kiss – with tongue. Her eyes were wide but she smiled when she left. I looked at Shade and said, "Last time we were here red gave me a hot kiss after we danced. Gotta keep them guessin' darlin'!" I dialed up the egg; the controller hidden in my left hand. Shade's head drooped; I dialed it back down to low. She moaned her thanks.

"Are you ready for some dancing baby?" She looked at me with eyes heavy from the buzzing in her pussy. I grabbed her hand and we headed to the dance floor. We made some space and began to move with the music. She was sluggish at first but began to sway, smile and move as she got into a rhythm. My eyes stayed with her as I tried to do what she'd told me the last time. My god she looks hot in that zebra pattern. Her breasts aren't big but the deep scoop and slinky fabric showed off her charms and her curves. I think she's hot as hell anyway but damn she looks good tonight. The dance floor, crowded as it was, made me glad I was wearing an outfit that gave my skin some 'air.' Cute huh? God I felt so sexy. The gorgeous woman in front of me moved so slowly, so seductively, tossing her hair, her hands running over her body. The crowd cheered and hollered when the song ended. We hugged and went back to our table.

This redheaded chick is one hell of an attentive server. I sat against the wall, Shade was on my left. Grin! Red appeared with our drinks seconds after we came back. I mouthed 'tab,' she nodded and smiled. A pretty young blonde came to the table, winked, and asked Shade if she'd like to dance. I smiled; one of Kim's friends. The wink was the 'sign.' Shade looked at me with pleading eyes. I kissed her. "Have fun lover." I dialed up the egg a bit. She took the blonde's arm as she sagged, looking back over her shoulder with pleading eyes. I wiggled my fingers. Once they were safely hidden in the crowd Kim hurried to me.

"That's Liz,' she said. "She really loves Shade's outfit. She has no clue how revealing it is when she dances."

"I know; I hope you're getting some good pictures with your phones. She's so gorgeous I can't take my eyes off her."

Kim shook her head. "My sister is so lucky to have you Destiny." She kissed me and headed back to wherever they were. No Kim, we're so lucky to have each other! I smiled a satisfied smile. I hadn't even had time to think about what Kim had said earlier – that she had her own secrets. I wondered what she meant.

The song ended; Liz and Shade came back to the table. She had her arm around Shade's waist. She removed it, extended her hand and said, "I'm Liz. Thank you. Your lover is a fabulous dancer. What's her name?" Perfect!

"Nice to meet you Liz; I'm Destiny. My honey's name is pet." Shade didn't see Liz's smirk. "Actually, it's Shade."

Liz played her role perfectly. "Shade? Really? I go to school with a girl who has a sister named Shade. Kim Nguyen." She looked at Shade. "Is she your sister?" Shade was about ten shades of embarrassed. She nodded. I dialed up the egg.

"Be a good pet lover and answer Liz properly."

"Yes Liz, Kim is my sister." Liz kissed Shade like she owned her.

"Pet, you are a fabulous dancer. I can't wait to tell Kim I met you and Destiny tonight. Have a great weekend you two."

Shade sat and took another deep sip of her drink. The music started again; a black woman, hair in long dreads, gorgeous and scantily dressed, slithered up to the table. She looked at me and said, "I see she wears your collar. I'd like to ask permission to dance with this Asian beauty." Shade didn't see the wink.

Shade looked at me, her eyes begging silently. I said, "You're gorgeous in that dress. What's your name honey?"

"Honey. I know it sounds corny but my Grammy gave me the nickname and it's stuck."

I'm Destiny, Honey and I'm sure my honey would enjoy your company." I kissed a completely bewildered Shade. Honey took my honey onto the floor. Kim scurried to my side.

"Honey?" She giggled. "This is so beyond perfect. Your sister doesn't know what's next. We better take a song off and let me have a turn with her okay?" Kim nodded and left. Oh Shade, I love you so much. I know you love to dance. I sipped my drink. I don't mean to be mean. I just want you to be what you told me you need to be. I watched the gorgeous ocean of fabulous women swaying, grooving and moving to the music.

Honey brought Shade back after the song, gave her a damn hot kiss, winked at me and disappeared into the throng. Shade took a long pull on her drink, tired and perspiring from the heat of the crowd. In mid-sip I turned up the egg. Her hand gripped my arm as she shivered in silent agony. I leaned in and said, "Are you close?" Eyes closed and lips pressed together, she nodded. "Do you need to cum?" She grabbed my hand and put it between her legs. I smiled. "So desperate you'll let me get you off in public huh?" I didn't even need to turn up the egg. I used my fingers, grabbed her pearl and teased it. It only took a few seconds before she shook, her legs trembling, nails digging into my arm as it coursed through her. Anyone who was watching could see where my hand was and what was happening. She rested her head on my shoulder as she let her release flow through her. She was absolutely soaked. She moaned; it must have slipped away.

A stunning Asian beauty tapped Shade on the shoulder. No wink. I shook my head. She gave me the finger and walked away. I saw Shade's eyes on me. She had to be wondering why I'd said no when I'd agreed to all the others who had asked. I know lover. That's the point. This one didn't know the code. Yeah, I'd tell her – later. But the point of this was to let Shade know that she wasn't in charge of the evening. I brought my fingers to Shade's mouth. She cleaned them.

"How are you feeling baby?"

"Can we go home; I'm tired." Just then, a little dark haired cutie tapped Shade on the shoulder and winked at me. 

"What's your name gorgeous?"

"Jeannie. May I dance with this pretty lady of yours?"

I looked at Shade. "Aw, isn't that cute? She thinks your pretty, my pretty lady." I looked at Jeannie and said, "Yes you may dear. Enjoy yourself." I kissed Shade. Jeannie took her hand and out they went, disappearing into the throng. Red came by and asked if we needed anything. Oh what the hell. "Yeah babe but it's not on the menu." She giggled. "Get us a couple of refills please." I finished the rest of my drink and handed her the glass.

I had no idea where Shade was with Jeannie. As I'd expected the place was packed. I got up and wound my way through the maze looking for my Shade. I found her but she wasn't just with Jeannie. Honey and another young woman made four; they danced together. They took turns bumping, grinding, and running their hands over Shade's curves. At one point, one was behind and another in front. I wouldn't call what they were doing lewd but it was erotic as all hell. Shade had a vacant, faraway look in her eyes but she was smiling. I wondered as I watched if she'd caught on to the 'game' yet? I also wondered what I'd missed earlier in the evening when she was out on the floor. I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was red. I saw her mouth 'dance?' We did. She's really, really good.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 08



When the song ended I put my arm around her waist and headed back to the table. I didn't want her to get in trouble. She peeled off to get our drinks. I watched from my seat as Jeannie brought a very tired Shade back. Shade collapsed on her chair. Jeannie bent and gave her one hell of a hot kiss. She slid her fingers up Shade's leg. My hand grabbed hers. I shook my head no. She nodded. I had seen the intimate dancing. That was okay. This wasn't. Shade's head rested on my left shoulder, her eyes were closed. She didn't see Kim as she glared at a chastened Jeannie. That would be an interesting little chat! I motioned with my hand that we were going to leave. Kim nodded that she understood.

Red set the drinks on the table. I handed her my credit card and smiled. She nodded. I fished in my pocketbook for a tip, finding what I wanted. I kissed Shade and whispered that we both had fresh drinks. She slowly sat up and drank way too much of the martini. We had to get out of here. She was exhausted and drinking much too fast. I had taken several healthy sips of my vodka and cranberry and was feeling a bit of a buzz. The club used a valet parking service so leaving the car overnight wasn't an option. Unless ... red came back with the credit card slip. I signed it and motioned to her. She came around behind Shade. I handed her the slip, pen and a twenty dollar bill and whispered my request in her ear.

"Come on babe. It's time to get you home. You're so tired. We're taking a cab home. You may have had too much to drink and you're exhausted." She didn't argue. We headed toward the coat closet. Red had our coats in her hand.

"Bernadette, do you have a place where our Shade's car will be safe overnight. She's tired and I'd prefer to take a cab."

"Yes of course Destiny. Katie told me what you wanted. I'll have one of the boys flag you a cab. You have an extra set of keys I assume?" Shade nodded against my shoulder. "Okay. The car will be around back in a lighted, fenced area that's clearly marked as being the club's property. It will be there tomorrow whenever you come for it."

"Thank you so much! Have a wonderful night." I gave her a light kiss and a hug. Katie's kiss was a bit longer. The ride home didn't take very long. Shade shivered in the cab even with the coat on. Poor thing was exhausted. I paid the cabbie and we headed to the elevator. As we headed down the hall I heard music from the direction of the condo. That can't be. Shade looked at me. I shrugged. I opened the door; the lights were on, music was blaring from the sound system, and Kim and her friends were dancing – having moved furniture out of the way for their dance floor.

Shade stood in the doorway; I was behind her. Kim came scurrying to us and, after helping Shade take her coat off, pulled her into the midst of the group. I closed the door, took my coat off, kicked off my shoes, and stood watching. I couldn't help smiling. The girls crowded around Shade ... if she hadn't figured it out, this couldn't have made it more obvious. The gorgeous Honey slithered up to me, kissed me, and, taking my hand, led me to the rest of the group.

I danced. What the hell ... when in Rome right? Kim and her friends are so young. You got the feeling they could have gone on all night. Maybe, if they were in a club, they might have. Shade, on the other hand, was a basket case. My eyes told Kim what I was sure she already knew.

"Okay you guys Destiny is gonna put my big sister to bed. Shade's absolutely exhausted."

Honey spoke up. "Destiny, before you head to bed, would you two dance one last dance for us? It was so intimate, so sexy watching the two of you at the club." Kim went to the music system. Sting's 'Fortress Around Your Heart' was what she chose. It wasn't slow but we danced as if it were. I hugged her to me. The two of us alone in a crowd. I felt her tears. The words of the song didn't matter one bit ... we both knew the meaning of the title. So did Kim. Shade had broken through her fortress. I love her for it.

There wasn't a dry eye when the song ended. They all thanked us for including them in our night and said their tearful goodnights. Kim was last. Her hug was warm, her eyes wet. Shade smiled and thanked her. I kissed her and echoed Shade's sentiments. Kim whispered, "We'll let you two get some sleep and head out. I'll see you tomorrow." She smiled; we headed to the bedroom.





Author's Note: As ever, this is a flight of fantasy; completely fictitious. If there is any resemblance to anyone walking among us my apologies. Another author put it so well: "The site is free. The author is 'paid' in comments and votes." I hope you've enjoyed yet another chapter of a rather long tale. Plenty more to come!!

The poem? Nope, I didn't write it. I lift my martini glass to toast the one who did with a heartfelt "Thank you!"

Chapter Nine is going to be delayed a bit. A wretched faux pas was discovered in Chapter Eight by a very discerning, careful eye. Chapter Nine needs major surgery. Your Vixen has her work cut out for her!! Warmest holiday greetings to all, wherever you call home!! Humble, sincere thanks to all who read, comment and email. May 2013 be a very good year for us all!! ~ Vixen ~



Shade's Destiny Ch. 09



Shade was asleep before her head hit the pillow Wednesday night. But oh my god when she woke up Thursday she was a freakin' bundle of sexual energy. So much so that when we'd finally had our fill of each other I was the one who needed a nap! When I woke up I needed to pee, groaned when I looked at the clock and headed to the bathroom. After rinsing my hands and splashing water on my face I staggered into the front room.

Kim looked at me and laughed. I gave her the finger and croaked, "Coffee!!" It was awful; I drank two cups. The sisters were still snickering when I plopped down on the couch next to Shade.

"Wore your ass out did she?" Kim chortled.

"Not my ass you bitch ... my kitty." The two of them exploded in laughter. Nothing I could do but smile as well.

We three discussed what to do for the day. Kim thought for a moment, shrugged, and said, "I have no idea."

I turned to Shade and raised an eyebrow. She thought for a moment then said, "Well, we pretty much have to go to the office. At least you do. There's no way we can leave Kelly alone on her first day without Stacy." Yeah great! That didn't bring a gigantic lump to my throat -- much!

Kim, seeing the look on my face, bounded from her chair and jumped into my lap, bathing me in kisses, arms around my neck. Her youthful enthusiasm and energy did help me feel a little better. She leapt up and ran into her room.

Shade looked at me, naked, and said with a smirk, "Just like old times huh?"

"You used me up and left me for dead. My bladder was screaming and I was exhausted even after a nap. Don't give me grief. You're still wearing my collar if you remember." She made hard eyes at me. I laughed and said, "Don't bother. You were in your glory last night. You were so needing your cum that it only took about ten seconds to get you off."

She climbed onto my lap. "I love you." This was not news. "You're doing to me what I did to you. You're pushing me, helping me find my way, giving me different 'tests' to explore. And I know you're doing it because you love me." She smiled. "I woke up long before you did this morning and that was all I could think about. How you'd dressed me the way you did, taken me to that club, had my sister bring her friends to dance with me ... all of it. I don't know if it was Kim or her friends -- but it was so sexual, so intimate, so wanton out on that damn dance floor." Kim came out of the bedroom with her laptop. She set it on the dining room table. "I had no idea who was who but they all were all over me. They looked at me with lust in their eyes. Every time I came back to the table there was another one, tapping my shoulder." Shade smiled and shook her head. "I should have figured -- you asking them for their names and giving permission."

I saw what was on the screen but waited till Kim said, "Destiny, bring Shade and come see." Shade stood and we sat. There on the screen were pictures and videos of Shade on the dance floor. Shade was more interested than embarrassed. She sat and stared at the screen as if she hadn't been part of it all. I looked at Kim; she was beaming. I have no idea who or how they put this together so quickly but it was just amazing.

Shade finally blurted, "This was me last night?" It was our turn to laugh.

"Look at that dress babe. Look at the girls. Honey, Jeannie, Liz ... I never did get the names of the others." I looked at a smiling Kim. "Oh my god! Look at how your pussy is exposed when you're dancing." Shade was beyond embarrassed; Kim covered her mouth as she laughed. I kissed Shade. "God damn you look hot!"

She looked at me. "Yeah, I really do don't I?"

I was a little remorseful. "Honey, I didn't know it would ride that high up and leave you quite so exposed. If I had I ..."

She shut me up with an extremely passionate kiss ... actually she climbed on my lap and straddled me, her arms around my neck. "I loved it Destiny. I kinda knew and I didn't care. I felt hands, mouths, everything on me all night long. I felt beautiful, sexy, wanton ... it was so fucking fantastic." Those last few words were breathed into a kiss that lasted for a while. We were both quire breathless when she panted, "I remember all of it. It's why our morning was so sensational."

Oh my gawd!

She climbed off of me and we both went back to the couch. Shade, looking at Kim, said, "Thank you Kim. Whatever all of you did, thank you. Can you please make sure we both have copies?"

Kim smiled and said, "It's already on your computers at work." Damn these kids and their technical know-how!

Shade asked, "No classes for you today?"

"Yup, just one and I missed it already." She shrugged. "The girls want to know if you want to go dancing again soon. They really enjoyed last night." I looked at Shade who was looking at me. Kim laughed, "Okay, okay, never mind. You two old fogies can stay home and sleep tonight." We both glared at Kim. "Um, I'm sorry. If you want to just let me know." She looked at her sister and said, "I'll find something suitable for you to wear." I snickered. Shade glared.

I had the most deliciously wicked thought. "Kim, are you wearing panties?" Her expression showed surprise.

"Uh, yeah. Why?"

I smiled. "Come here please." Her eyes flitted to Shade as she stood. I pulled her pajama bottoms over her hips and let them fall to her feet. Her eyes were big as saucers. "I remember reading about this in a story. I'm going to see if I can get it right." I fiddled with her panties, bunching the fabric between her labia, pulling them tight, then turning her around and making sure the fabric rode up between her ass cheeks. I turned her around. "That looks about right. Walk from here to the front door and back." Wide-eyed and confused she did as I asked.

She gasped on the way back. "Oh my god, this is impossible. My panties ... oh god, not only are they ... they are so tight against my clitty." She was flushed. Shade looked at me; I smiled.

"Kim, keep walking and give me an idea of how impossible it is." I looked at Shade; her eyes were on her baby sister.

"Um, it's only a few steps there and back. It's delicious, it's awful and I love it!" Her eyes glowed. I smiled.

"Perfect! You'll enjoy the rest of your day. I want a full report." I smiled sweetly.

I looked at Shade. "We need to get a move on if we're going to the office. We have to stop and get the car." Shade looked startled for a minute; then nodded as she remembered where we'd left the car.

It was nearly noon. They'd both had breakfast. I made myself a bagel.

We showered. Yeah, even after the morning we had Shade wanted more. Good lord! Some are thinking I'm writing fiction, some are thinking we're sex crazed, and some are just shaking their heads and smiling. Shade happened to walk by as I typed that; she left laughing. I'll be back a bit later!!!

Okay then, I'm back.

Shade drove Kim to her sorority (after we took a cab to the club) and we headed to work.

As you can probably imagine, Kelly was a frantic mess! First thing Shade did was insist she go to lunch; Shade was buying. Kelly looked at me.

"Don't you worry about a thing kiddo. I can hold down the fort while you and Shade get out of here for a bit." She smiled, completely relieved at not being alone anymore. I asked Shade to bring a light something back for me.

It was probably just luck but the phones didn't ring all that often while the two of them were having lunch. That was a good thing too, especially when I answered one call.

"What on earth are you doing answering the phone?" I really am gonna miss her!!

"Well Miss Moving to New Jersey, Kelly, as you might expect, is a mess; near-panic mode." Stacy laughed. "Shade and I dawdled this morning. She insisted on taking Kelly to lunch just to give her a break. So it's me pretending not to miss you and doing your job and hers!" A little teasing kind of made me feel better.

The line was quiet for a bit and then she said, "I was afraid she'd be like that today Destiny. It's why I called. I thought maybe I could see how she was doing and answer any questions she might have." I smiled. "My parents got here about an hour ago and have taken the kids out to lunch. There are still a few things left to pack but I thought I'd call. I hadn't expected you to answer but I'm sure glad you did."

How soon can you get here ... No Destiny, don't! "I miss you too." I had to fight hard to keep my eyes from flooding.

"My Mom took one look at me and hustled the kids into their coats. My Dad wrapped me up in a big ole Dad hug." I smiled. "I'm so grateful they're here babe. I should probably let you go." No please don't! Please?

"Okay. There's probably a lot left, so you go get your stuff done." Neither of us wanted to say it. "It'll be Monday soon and your new life will begin. I hope everything goes well on the move kiddo." I could hear her crying. I was a hopeless mess too. My voice cracked as I said, "Give me a call soon okay." Nothing; I laughed. She was nodding her head.

"I don't wanna go." I don't want you to either. Naturally that was the moment Kelly and Shade wandered in, chatting with each other. Shade saw me first; Kelly turned her head. Shade came to me, took the phone and handed it to Kelly. She put her arm around my shoulder and led me to her office.

I heard Kelly's squeal of joy; she started talking a mile a minute. Shade closed the door behind us.

"I'm sorry Shade. I love you." She smiled her heart melting smile and kissed me.

"It's okay lover. I know that you do and I'm sure it's gonna sting for a while ... for both of you. It was a surprise seeing you cry like that but I knew it had to be Stacy." We sat on the couch as I told her about Stacy's parents and the rest. "Oh that's so sweet. I'm sure the kids are thrilled to see their grandparents."

"She was taking a break from packing and calling to see how Kelly was doing." Shade smiled and shook her head. "I know; just like her isn't it?"

"Yup, it sure is."

"You better get going honey. You've got appointments to keep."

"I know, I know. I just wanted to make sure you're okay."

I took a deep breath and said, "I'm glad she called. Yeah, I'll be okay. You go do your work. I'll have whatever you brought me for lunch and help Kelly with her work this afternoon. We'll figure out dinner later okay?"

All of that last was said between kisses, which probably isn't much of a surprise by now. Okay, okay ... we both had to straighten up our clothes a little bit too. But they were still on. Honest! One last hug and Shade hurried out the door, waving at Kelly as she walked.

Kelly looked at me, laughed and said, "Little lunch time make out session I see."

I shrugged. "You two weren't on the phone very long."

"Nope; her parents came back with the kids so we said our goodbyes. The day's actually been okay but I sure am glad you two showed up." See why I have that girl crush on her? She's too cute for words.

The rest of the afternoon was kind of a yawner. We both got through it okay. Kelly insisted on doing the majority of the work -- which I thought was actually pretty awesome. I pitched in when she said she needed help. She insisted on driving me home, which was okay because Shade had late afternoon appointments.

We went out, had a very nice dinner and spent a quiet Thursday evening at home together. It was the perfect tonic after a wonderful and exhausting Wednesday.

Shade and I slept long into Friday morning. Wink!

In the car on the way to the office Shade told me she wanted to go shopping.

"Really?"

She nodded. "I know it's Friday but my appointment schedule is light. We can do a lot of damage; maybe get lucky and find some outfits for the Christmas party and I kind of have a ..." she hesitated.

"Have a what? What is it you want?"

She looked at me with a quirky sorta smile. "I saw this pair of boots online. They come over the knee, have a five inch heel and I want to see how they look on me." She glanced at me. "I'm tired of being so much shorter than you all the time!" Ah ha!!

I didn't smirk, didn't comment and didn't smile; just nodded sagely. My evil angel would be very proud of me. Honey, it's okay. The two of us just hi-fived! Angel? Where the heck have you two been? No answer. Geez.

She finally had let that kitty out of the bag. "Shade, if that's what you want that's what we'll do. But I get some of what I want too!" Her eyes got real big. "No you horny bitch, not that." She stuck out her tongue. "Save it for later you!" We giggled. "I mean we're gonna shop. Plus, we can call Kim; she can come with and help us." Shade rolled her eyes. "Careful what you ask for doll ... you just may get it."

It was mid afternoon when Shade picked me up at the office; we headed to the sorority. Kim was kind of quiet when she got in the car. Shade and I looked at each other. She drove us to a strip mall not far from school. There was a little boutique where we bought the funniest thing -- the hats were reversible. One side said 'Nice,' the other said 'Naughty.' How could we not buy them? The hat was red, had a white fringe and a white ball on top. While the three of us wandered around the store Shade and I talked about how to do the party.

I came up with the idea of a grab bag. Monday's sales meeting would have a drawing. Everybody would get somebody in the office. They had to buy any kind of lingerie set they wanted for whoever they drew. Course, we would have it rigged. Shade and I would get each other. I insisted on drawing for Kelly!! Shade pointed out that didn't work -- there were only twelve of us with Meaghan and Stacy having left. Crap! I'd figure it out. I think.

Kim thought it was absolutely hysterical that we were doing lingerie. She came up with a most wicked, delicious idea. "Let everyone know that they are to come dressed up for the party. Then, after dinner, when you start with the grab bags, they all have to model their lingerie ... meaning, they have to undress in front of the rest of the office and don their gift. And, the best of all ... they have to wear the lingerie home!!" Shade and I looked at each other. Genius! All of the wives, significant others, and husbands would have one hell of a horny woman come home to them that night!! Woo hoo!

I forgot to add something important. We would announce that there would be a drawing and that the gifts would be lingerie. But dressing in front of the rest and wearing the clothes home? That would be our little secret surprise!!  

Crap. Shade reminded me that I'd left something else out. Oh well, at least you'll get to read about it. Back when all this started in July, I'd had several not-so-subtle mentions of what would be expected of me at the annual Christmas party. It seems Dawn had been put through hell. She was the office plaything for the night. Bound hand and foot, available for whatever anyone wanted. Think of me that miserable Sunday night. Poor thing; no wonder she left. It made me wonder why the hell she would ever entertain the idea of coming back to work for Shade.

Anyway, this was all done as we wandered from store to store. We bought little things here and there. While Shade was in a changing room Kim asked me why we were out on a Friday afternoon. I told her about the boots. She asked if Shade was wearing panties. I looked at her with a 'huh?' look. She smiled.

"Destiny, don't you see? Shade is so short that if she tries on boots that come that high over her knee, she's gonna have to lift her skirt." A light bulb came on. Yup! Commando!! The outfit Shade had tried on was gorgeous; we told her it was completely wrong for her and insisted she find another. She bitched and moaned. Kim said something in their language in a very strong, commanding tone. Shade made a face but found another outfit and took it to the changing room. I asked Kim what she'd said. "I said she needs to do what you told her to, Destiny. She still fights her submissive side."

I got up and hurried to the dressing room. Shade was trying on the outfit. "Shade, if we're going to do shopping for the Christmas party, you probably should take off your panties." I shrugged. "Might as well do it here where the dressing rooms are closed off and the store isn't too crowded." She turned, gave me an appraising look, then reached under the skirt of the outfit she was trying on, pulled her panties down and off. I reached out my hand. She looked at me; I smiled. When she gave them to me I stuffed them in my purse. "I like this one. But, truth be told, I have to admit, the one you liked is much better." She pitched a hissy but I shut her up with a long, hot kiss. Well, maybe there was more than just a kiss ... but, um, just never mind.

Shade left with a new outfit and a smile on her face. Kim just shook her head. We headed to the store that Shade wanted all along ... the one with 'the' boots! Kim and I were in cahoots. She had gone all out -- apologizing to Shade for saying that the outfit she liked wasn't the right one. It was absolutely perfect for her! And, the skirt fell to her knees!! Kim cooed and made such a fuss that Shade wore the outfit when we left. Little bitch is so damn devious ... and I'm so damn jealous!! Shade headed for the boots like a guided missile.

The store was jam packed. Oh sure, there were comings and goings. All the better. Shade found the boots she'd lusted after and tried them on. Damn, they do look hot! We both made our faces completely bland. No tells, no hints, nothing.

Shade, lost in her own world, lifted the skirt a bit, looked in the mirrors and then turned sideways. She turned her head to see what they looked like from behind. Kim and I glanced at each other. Kim went first, "Shade, to get the best view you have to lift that skirt a bit more." Shade never gave it a thought and did as Kim suggested. I had to bite my lip.

Shade said, "Well, what do you think? I think they're absolutely fabulous."

"Lover, you have such gorgeous legs. The boots are perfect. Do yourself a favor. Just a little more, then make sure you look at the mirror from every possible angle." She did. Bingo! The oriental treasure was exposed! I heard snickers behind us. How funny! Kim and I looked at each other and smiled. Shade, of course, had no clue!!

Shade had her precious boots. It was after we all got in the car Kim and I told her about hearing snicker from passers by who had seen her exposed kitty. Shade was at first in complete disbelief, then mortified, and then furiously angry. There was much laughing and swearing the rest of the afternoon. And you can damn well believe I remind her of 'the display' every time she wears them.

Eventually it came time to drop Kim off and head home. Kim wiggled her fingers as she stood in the open door of the sorority; Shade gave her the finger. Shade extracted a measure of 'revenge' Friday evening. It was beyond wonderful!!

Saturday. My god, it's December already ... and the office party is less that two weeks away. So much to do.

We didn't do much on Saturday. Oh, we did see a movie!! We don't do much of that. We rent DVDs and watch them. But there had been some buzz in the LGBT community about 'Jack and Diane.' It has some really odd twists to it but it was good. Let's put it this way - it sure isn't Mellencamp's "Jack and Diane!" My lord. I checked; how surreal is it that it's been thirty years since that song came out!!

Oh, Shade was ribboned when we went to the movie! The movie was the movie. The other? It made for a yummy night!

Kim spent Sunday with us at the condo. She casually mentioned that Honey was her second in command in the sorority. That was not a surprise. The surprise was Kim's hysterical description about ribboning. She had chosen Jeannie as the 'volunteer' for the ribboning demonstration. She had to walk the length of the hallway and back in her panties. She made it about two thirds of the way back before leaning against the wall and moaning. Shade and I were convulsed laughing. Think tears!! While some think being ribboned is 'punishment,' these women were volunteering to be ribboned -- and do the ribboning. Apparently it got so crazy that they decided to do a goddamn calendar ... so many ribboned, so many ribboning every day!!




Shade's Destiny Ch. 09



Course, I had to up the ante by telling the sisters about pacifiers. They looked at me like I was bonkers. Until I told them what it meant!! Oh my god!! We piled into the car and drove to the nearest pharmacy. I told them to stay in the car. I found what I wanted, bought what we needed and came back. I refused to share until we got home. We all got naked except for panties and bras. The sisters ribboned each other; I did myself. I handed them a two-pack of pacifiers and told them to open the package. I put the pacifier in place, under their panties, one at a time. The secret is that the plastic on either side has to be vertical so that it presses against your clitoris. I told them to walk from the front door to the windows in our bedroom then come back. They were squealing before they came out of the bedroom and breathless by the time they made it back to the front door. I had slipped mine in place while they were in the bedroom.

Pacifiers are all different. There are some that have flat surfaces. Those are fine. Others have to be modified. What does that mean? Well, if they have a little handle or something you can't wear them with slacks or a tight fitting skirt. Be creative. Get something sharp and cut whatever the protrusion is off ... then use an emery board or sandpaper to smooth the bump. Trust us -- it's worth it! If you really want to 'up the ante' with the woman you love, have her spend the day with a pacifier and no panties!! It's even better if she wears a skirt. Shade 'hated' it so much we nearly saw the sun rise!!

Monday was Shade's first appointment with the shrink. The office was downtown; she arranged her schedule so that she would be close by. I took a taxi and met her. A door opened; an attractive woman walked toward us. She offered her hand, "You must be Shade. I'm Martine Bryar. Glad you made it." Pretty smile, warm eyes. She looked at me.

Shade said, "This is my Destiny." I still get a tingle when she says that! "She's here for moral support."

I offered my hand. "Hi Martine, I'm Destiny Langan. I promised to shepherd Shade for a while."

She nodded her approval. "That kind of support is so important for her, Destiny." Her smile gave credence to her words. "Well come on Shade. Let's get started." Straight, thick, dark brown hair; her face showed some signs of age. Her clothing was subdued and, while attractive, wouldn't distract. A variety of silver bangles formed a cute necklace. She wore very little makeup and soft red lipstick. I can only hope Shade does what she needs to. This is a good first step.

I started Monday the way I did because it was what's important to me. The morning meeting was a riot. Shade gave everyone details about when and where. "The office will close at three so all you divas will have plenty of primp time." Everyone jeered. "Destiny has a little bowl. In the bowl are our names. I'll pick first, then Destiny, and then each of you draw a name." I held the bowl. Shade picked; I followed. We each knew which to pick. I passed the bowl to Kelly. "Here's our little surprise. The name you pick will be who you will buy a present for. The gifts are to be lingerie." A firestorm of chatter ensued. Shade talked over the voices. "You buy anything you want. It just has to be lingerie." The girls wanted to know who each other picked. "Make it as sexy as you want. You know your co-workers." They were all laughing. It couldn't have been any better. "We'll have a little grab bag of surprises for each of you as well."

Lindsay piped up, "Can we please announce who got who?" Shade looked; I shrugged. Shrieks of laughter and a flurry of disgustingly suggestive hilarity followed. Everyone moaned when Shade and I announced we'd drawn each other.

Tasha, naturally, spoke up. "Y'all rigged that." Voices shouted agreement. "This is so wrong. Next year one of us gets to hold that damn bowl." I know I blushed. Shade was smiling. The morning couldn't have gone any better!

We had dinner out Monday night. My treat. It was a way to let Shade know I felt about her taking another important step in her personal growth. I held her hand, lifted my glass and said, "I'm very proud of you. You already know I love you. This probably won't be easy and it's not likely to be much fun. But you know I'll be there for you, cheering you on, whatever you need." I teased her, "You do the work, I'll make the love." She laughed but her eyes had tears.

"That's very sweet Destiny. Today was pretty easy. Just getting to know each other would be the best description." She sighed and looked down. "Lot of hard work ahead -- Martine made sure to tell me that." She looked up at me and said, "It scares me sometimes. I guess I'll find out." I squeezed her hand.

We were quiet for a bit, letting the moment pass. "I talked with Lindsay after the meeting, asking her about that salon she uses. She told me. I think that's the place we should get the gift certs for the girls." Shade nodded. "She's so pretty and she always looks like a Miss something or other title is just around the corner."

The business owner chipped in with, "And she's one hell of a good producer." I laughed. "Whatever you like is fine with me. You have any other thoughts on the gift bag?" I smiled and reached into my purse.

"Well, this won't be in your gift bag lady, but it's a gift. It's just a little personal something for my honey."

Shade opened the box that held the ankle bracelet. She looked at me in shock. "It's perfect Destiny. I love it." I told her about asking Kim where the BLT collar was made; how she'd taken me there.

"I told Gabie what I wanted. She said it wouldn't be a problem. I guess, by the look in your eyes, she was right."

"I love the design Destiny - our initials and a lock in the middle. May I take a guess?" I nodded. Shade thought for a moment and said, "It's either about the collar or about us being a couple." Hee hee. Yes and yes.

"You got it sweetheart." She pouted. I smiled my sweetest smile. "Enjoy the bracelet pet. If you're good I'll put it on you tonight after you've been bound." Dear god! The raw lust that shone in her eyes gave me goose bumps. And a certain somewhere, apparently unaware of high tide, had become a flood zone. Let me see if I can play along with this wench. "Shall I have the rest put in boxes for takeout?" Bright brown eyes glowed; my heart jumped as she smiled.

Let the record show: The entrees were shared. I fed her; I used my lips and tongue to feed myself. Blindfolded, she couldn't guess which was next. Another bite of food, me, spreading my dinner over various parts of her squirming form; she moaned and begged. The sauces? Oh my; they provided endless pleasures. Toes, lips, nipples, pussy, hips ... I put it on any part of her that I pleased. The only thing she didn't get? Relief. Let me rephrase. She was so close so many times but dared not cum. I'd made it very clear I was in control of that as well. When I whispered it in her ear she screamed her anger; the ball gag served as a reminder to mind her manners. She was quite compliant afterward.

I made sure to hover over her mouth as the vibe teased me to an orgasm. It was tempting to lower myself to her. I was so close I could feel her breath warm on my pussy -- I stayed out of reach of her fabulous tongue. Without looking I knew she was straining to reach me. I've learned well don't you think?

I sat on her hips, running my fingers here and there, talking to her about what the full moon showed me. I felt the tension in her ... when I whispered, "Now lover!" she screamed. Thank god it was silk and not rope or she would have scars as she strained against her bonds. I actually was worried ... she held her breath as she shook for so long, but eventually the best (worst?) of it must have passed. She gulped air as if it was gold dust ... scarce and oh so valuable.

One does not measure her lover's pleasure in minutes but in orgasms ... and once the first starburst took her, I gave her everything and more she could handle. Again and again her slender, gorgeous form shook as I tipped her into another. She screamed for me to stop. I paid no attention, knowing full well she wanted more. The muscles in her legs twitched in exhaustion, her chest heaved and she was bathed in perspiration, hair a damp mess. I released the knots, pulled the covers over us, and held her as she shivered. She cried; we cried. Could you ever imagine we would have a night like this?

Yes, I know! I haven't mentioned Dawn's interview. I'd have to say it went rather well. After Friday's shopping hijinks and Friday night, a 10:30 Saturday morning appointment turned out to be a rather big OOPS. But we slogged our way through it. Dawn comported herself very well I thought. Without explaining I asked why she wanted to come back.

"Good question Destiny. I've given that a lot of thought." She looked at both of us. "Kelly and I talk a lot. She's told me things are different, better, these last few months." I felt Shade's eyes on me. "We're ... close." Duh! I'd told Shade what I'd felt. Dawn looked at Shade and said, "There's no way I can give you all of what Stacy gave you." I felt my cheeks flush with anger. Goddamn her. She knew ... and dared to throw it out in an interview. Shade merely smiled and nodded. It was a learning moment for Destiny! "But I know I'll be working closely with Kelly..." I had to bite back a snicker, "and I believe I can be an asset to your business." Well damn!

I knew Shade would bring it up when she was ready. She was tired after a long day. We were in bed, snuggled under blankets, body to body. "Any thoughts about Dawn?" I smiled.

"I know what she intimated about Stacy, Shade, and it really pissed me off. It was clear from lunch and the way she talks that she and Kelly have a thing goin' on ... but that's neither here nor there. I am surprised she wants to come back after what she told me and what the others have told me. The final choice is yours honey -- but I have no problem with her."

If any are wondering -- I wore the collar during the interview. It wasn't time yet for Shade to reveal that part of herself. Thus the bracelet; Kim hugged Shade when Shade showed it to her.

"I hear you had a role in my getting this baby sister." Kim smiled. "Destiny won't tell me what our initials and the lock stand for. You probably know." I snickered. Kim's eyes moved to me; the smile was a conspiratorial smirk.

"Damn! I hate the two of you for not telling me." She pulled her foot up to get a closer look. She stared, looked at us, stared some more. The confusion in her eyes was delicious. And, just like that -- it came to her. She looked at me wide-eyed, clearly not believing what she knew to be true. She jumped from the couch, came to me, pulled me to my feet and kissed me. Her arms went around me, hands holding me with all the strength she could muster. The kiss was sweet. Oh sure, it was so much more ... She looked up at me, eyes warm with love and brimming with tears and said, "I love you."

Shade finally wore me down and we both got our tattoos. The location was actually Kim's idea. That girl has come up with some gems I'll tell ya! The widest point on my right hip and Shade's left. Her point? Even though the design would be in their native language (tiếng Việt -- Shade told me and I looked it up) she thought it would have special significance for us to be able to stand hip-to-hip with ink that said 'Shade's Destiny' and 'Destiny's Shade.' I agreed to it but I can say this with conviction: it will be my first and only! Only for love would I go through that.

Kim took pictures of us with her camera. Hmm. I had an idea. Anyway, she wound up taking nearly a dozen before getting one we all liked. There was whining about one being taller than another. We had to find something so that the tattoos were at the same height. Shade wound up, barefoot, on several of Kim's textbooks. In all of them, we had our arm around the other's waist. The picture showed from just above our arms to just below the bottom of our bare butts.

At dinner that night I suggested that Shade and I get pictures taken for the holidays at a studio. She thought that was a fabulous idea. "Kim, we know someone, with her own studio, who would be perfect. Can you call her in the morning? The party is on the fourteenth so there isn't much time to set a date."

I could see the gears grinding in Kim's head. "Yeah, I know who you mean. But there's someone in the sorority whose major is photography. She has access to the university's labs and studio. She'd do it for free and, uh, I could figure out some way to compensate her for the time and effort." Shade and I looked at each other.

"Will you be participating in or directing this 'compensation' baby sister?" Kim blushed but smiled.

I piped up with, "It would be shame to deny the young lady a chance to practice her craft and reap whatever 'reward' will come from doing so Shade." Shade laughed. Smiling, I said, "Okay Kim, set it up."

Shade left Thursday morning for an early appointment. That gave me some time to chat with Kim.

"Destiny, I've never seen my sister so content. She's never allowed herself to love anyone like she loves you. The look in her eyes, after she figured out the bracelet, was so ..." she paused and gave herself a moment to think. "It was a look of love." She shrugged. "I can't think of any other way to express it."

"I know," I said. "Today's her second session with the shrink. I'll be there as promised."

"Destiny, I'm shocked but pleased that she's following through with it. Um, may I ask you something?"

I made a face. "Of course ya goof."

"Well, I was thinking about the last few weeks. How you had Shade eat dinner nude, how we tricked her into lifting her skirt. Especially that she wore your collar, leash, and the night at the club." I was smiling. "You're bringing her along slowly, which is perfect. Would you be offended if I made suggestions?"

"Of course not Kim; I'm feeling my way as I go. The holidays are coming; you'll have time off of school. We can meet for lunch or after work. There will be plenty of time for us to talk. I'd like that very much. You clearly have a good idea of what your sister needs. And, it's obvious this dominant thing you have at school didn't just happen overnight."

She laughed. "Nope, it sure didn't. It did kind of happen by accident. But I found, once I had a little taste of it ..." we both laughed at her choice of words ... "I found it came rather naturally to me. I'd be pleased to help you any way I can."

"I know you know ... but I have no idea how to do this. It's not in my nature. But I want to give Shade what she wants, needs. Whatever." Kim nodded as I spoke. "You're around both of us enough. I need you to be specific. And you know I won't hit her; nothing like that. I just could never do things like that."

Kim leaned in and kissed me. "I know you won't. For that matter you can't. It's not who you are. It's something that I love about you, Destiny. You do love my sister."

While she was talking a thought has flitted through the maze. "The other night, when I gave her the bracelet, I bound and blindfolded her." Kim smiled. "I, uh, told her she wasn't to cum without permission." Kim's eyes widened.

"You did?" I nodded. "Really? Oh my god, that's fabulous!! Did she like it?"

I blushed as I answered. "She screamed bloody murder." Kim gave a rich, hearty laugh. "I got up, found her little black bag, and put the ball gag on her." Kim's jaw dropped. "Uh, yeah, I really did." I smirked. "She was a very good girl after that!" Kim came, sat on my lap and hugged me.

Her arms around my neck, she said, "That is simply marvelous Destiny. That's the kind of subtle control that she craves. Be sharp with her vocally. Don't hesitate to tell her no or to correct her. And punish her if she hesitates. Be creative; you already are with what you did that night."

"What time are your classes today?" She told me. "Okay, I need to go to Gabie's for Shade's Christmas present. Can you drop me at the office after?" She begged me to tell her what I was giving Shade for Christmas. "Hey, if I wanted to tell you I would." She smiled and nodded at my words and tone of voice. Hmm. "And, you'll sit in the car and wait while I'm in the store."

She rested her head on my shoulder and purred, "We may have unleashed a monster here. That's exactly the way to do this with Shade! I'll do everything I can to help."

Back in the car after my stop at the jewelry store, we talked some more. "I know you want to take things slowly Destiny, but I think a little shock now and then would be good for her. Keep her guessing. Do something unexpected. Call her when she's out on appointments. Tell her after she finishes her next interview, she's to go to the ladies room and take off her bra and panties." She laughed. "You'll do it when she's wearing something that not having a bra will be obvious."

We were at the office. I leaned across the console and kissed her. "Thank you Kim. We'll do this several more times but this has been very helpful. See you tonight honey." I waved as she pulled away from the curb. Yeesh!

I walked into a disaster at the office. Kelly was in tears. She had something that she had no idea how to handle. There was a part of me that was annoyed. She'd been with Shade for almost two years now. "I feel so stupid. I should know how to do this." I know Stacy had many more years of experience. That said, it surprised me Kelly seemed so dependent on her. "I think I leaned on Stacy too much, Destiny." Geez.

I smiled and said, "Come on kiddo. Let's sit down together and see if we can't get the puzzle pieces in the right place." That got a little grin from her. We set about trying to figure it out. Details? Eyeroll. I don't want to lose those of you who have stayed with my story this long. Wink. There's some fun stuff ahead! Once she calmed down we were able to solve the 'riddle' pretty quickly. She actually smacked her forehead in a 'V-8' moment. What could I do? I gave her a kiss, told her to just relax and pretend that Stacy was here. "You can have yourself a little 'WWSD' moment." She gave me a puzzled look for a few seconds then burst out laughing.

"What would Stacy do? Oh you're so funny Destiny. That's perfect. I think I'll just try it. In fact, I can 'talk' to her like she's here. I bet that'll help." Dear god! Honey, just help her out. You've had help along the way too. Angel? Silence.

"You'll do fine. Stacy knows you will. She told me so herself." Honey, that's perfect. Yeah dyke, good job! Sigh!

She looked stunned. "Really? Did she really?" No, but you don't need to know that.

"Yup, she sure did." I had to be careful not to go too far overboard. "She had every confidence you'd be fine once you got your 'sea legs.'" Kelly, being a blonde, had to think about that one for a moment. But she brightened and sat up a little straighter in her chair.

"Well then, I'll just have to prove her right won't I?" I nodded. "Destiny, thank you for helping me. I was all alone and I think I may have gotten a little too panicky." Uh huh!

"I better get some stuff done too Kelly. Hey, did you and your family have a good weekend?"

"It was wonderful! We went to my Mom's for dinner Sunday." She paused a moment as if thinking about whether to say what was on her mind. "Dawn said she thought the interview went well, Destiny. What do you think?" I had wondered if she'd ask. What I was really curious about what how she and Dawn found time to be together.

I answered carefully. "I thought Dawn handled herself very well in the interview. Shade had some questions; I had a few of my own." Would she take the bait? "Shade asked my opinion. I was honest. I told her I wouldn't have a problem if Dawn were to come back to work for her." Kelly beamed.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 09



"Oh that's wonderful. Do you know if Shade will make a decision quickly?"

"Kelly, it's not my place to ask or answer. Shade's certain to have other candidates in for interviews. I may be asked to sit in on them but I wouldn't presume to have a say in the final decision. I better get going." She smiled contentedly and I headed to my office.

I fought my way through the day. I thought about what Kim and I talked about. I thought about Kelly and Dawn. Sigh. I thought about Stacy. I tried to push those thoughts out of my head. I don't have tears as I write about it tonight but that afternoon I did. I miss her. She was so much more than a lover. That was only a small part of our relationship. And oh gawd -- oh never mind. You all already know. Besides, a little slip of an oriental doll has my heart. And more!

I met Shade at Martine's office at the appointed time. We kissed and sat. A very pretty young man left without making eye contact. Martine smiled as she saw us together, hand in hand. "I'll be a few minutes you two." I guess that for a shrink, an hour has fifty minutes. For a lawyer? Who knows.

Shade asked me to drive home. The ride was particularly quiet. I didn't ask. She threw her coat and purse on the couch and headed for the bedroom, slamming the door behind her. Kim looked at me; I shrugged.

When Kim told me dinner was ready I headed to our bedroom. Shade was curled up in a ball, wrapped in the covers. I didn't see her outfit so I assumed she was wearing it. I leaned over her from behind, kissed her cheek, and said, "Dinner's ready lover." She shook her head. "Shall I have Kim save you a plate?" She shrugged. I sighed. Another kiss and, "I love you." A slight head nod. I squeezed her shoulder and let her be.

We ate. Finally, I said, "It's hard. Mine was just about a divorce. But I found that it wasn't 'just' about that. I don't know and won't ask but I have a feeling this is gonna be a real struggle." Usually very talkative, Kim was very quiet. "Something I should know?" I saw the tears. She shook her head.

"I can't say. She wouldn't want me to." Oh my god! She knows? My mind raced. As you read your mind will as well!!

Well, it made for one quiet night in the condo. Kim retreated to her room after cleaning up and giving me a kiss. A plate of food, under saran wrap, sat as a stark reminder of who hadn't joined us for dinner. I kept hoping but it was in vain. I wanted to sleep with the woman I love but I was unsure. Did she need my arms around her? Feel my skin, my warm breath, my tears? Did she want solitude for her misery?

I made my decision. 'For better or worse' was a long way off ...but this night? I'd offer. If she told me to leave I'd honor her wishes. Tonight. She tensed when she felt me next to her but didn't protest. Sleep came late and was fitful.

I woke up to an empty bed. I scurried to the bathroom then hurried to the living room. In her robe, Shade was curled in a ball. I knelt in front of her. She looked like she hadn't slept at all. I stood, headed to the kitchen, found some orange juice and brought it to her. Shade shook her head. No lover, not happening.

"Drink this. You have to; I insist." Angry eyes glared at me. "Not buying it lover. You need sustenance. Drink!" Small victories; she took three, four sips then lay back on her side. Her eyes went far away. I needed her back with me. "Let's take a shower together. My treat ... I wash, you enjoy." I saw her eyes tear. I took that as a yes. I offered my hand. It took a bit but she reached for mine. When we both stood, I kissed her gently and led her to the bathroom.

The shower was fabulous and absolutely not one little bit intimate. That doesn't mean that her nipples didn't pucker, that her skin didn't get goose bumps, or that her labia didn't fill. I'm smiling ... she's my honey. I didn't need to tease her pearl; my touch was enough. Honey, that was so wonderful. Yeah dyke, even I'm wet! I laughed.

Shade looked at me when I laughed. I was on my knees, drying her with a towel. Whatever it takes!

"Let's get dressed for work Shade." She shook her head. Oh no you don't! "Nuh uh; you had last night for your pity party. Today is a new day. You need to get about the business of your business." She slapped me, her eyes hard and angry. It stung. "I don't know what happened in your session Shade, but it must have been damn hard. I'll take the slap for what it is. Don't do it again! Now get dressed and go do your fucking job!" The harsh tone got her attention. She looked at me. I was majorly pissed off and I'm sure my eyes gave voice to that. I kissed her. "I love you enough to take the hit. Now you go do what you need to and quit sulking. The business needs you to be you!" Her eyes filled.

She nodded and said, "I'm sorry. You're right." She stood on her toes and kissed me. "I needed you next to me and you were there. I'll never forget it." Life is good!

My Shade, dressed to the nines, left for her work day. I collapsed in tears on the floor. I don't think I'd ever had such a stressful night in my life. You ask about the early days in July and August? Child's play compared to last night.

Yes, obviously I worked. I couldn't very well insist that my honey do her job then not do mine. Stress? Measure it by the carload - as in freight cars loaded with grains. What price do you put on helping the woman you love get through the fire? Who knew she could be my 'everything?' She is, so I do! And gladly.

I admit I needed to hear a friendly voice. I thought and thought and thought and pushed the send button.

"I'm so glad you called Destiny! I've missed you even though it's been so frantically busy. How are you honey?" My throat; the silence was deafening. "Are you there? What's the matter?" Oh nothing lover. I'm missing you desperately.

"Hi Stacy; I just got choked up a bit hearing your voice." Silence.

"Well, okay then! That makes two of us." I smiled.

"Kelly's a bit of a wreck." I could see her eyes rolling. "Things are fabulous otherwise. I guess the move went okay."

I felt the smile. "Well, it was hectic but overall it went just fine. My Mom and Dad were wonderful. Miraculously the kids were great. We're still unpacking but, um, overall, things are good." I felt what was unspoken. My nethers tingled.

"I probably shouldn't keep you. I bet there are a zillion things that need to get done. I'm glad I found you when you had a few minutes. Write or call when you can okay?" I heard my voice catch on the last few words. Damn!

She knew. "I miss you too. We're good here but I do. Yeah, I'll find a way to keep in touch. You do the same. Thanks for calling Destiny! Bye!" Just like that -- gone, again! I closed my eyes when the connection ended. I'm not sure this time wasn't harder than the last. Why? I'm shaking my head. I have absolutely no idea.

The day dragged on. I thought about Shade. She had two appointments next week. The office party was Friday. I sure as hell didn't want her in the kind of shape she was in last night or this morning. I thought about it and called Martine. The service took my message and the rest. It took a while but eventually she called back.

"Is everything okay with Shade, Destiny?"

"I don't know. I know better than to ask what happened. Shade was very quiet on the ride home; had me drive actually. She spent the night in bed, dressed, under the covers. I woke up this morning to an empty bed. After getting her to drink some orange juice and a shower I asked her to get dressed. When she refused I got upset; she slapped me."

"She hit you?" Martine's voice was sharp with surprise.

"Yeah, she did. We had words. It's okay; it got smoothed out. Here's the reason I called. I can handle what happened. The Christmas party for the office is next Friday. I'm concerned about her being in this kind of mood next week. I don't want to interfere with her therapy. I am asking that you consider canceling Thursday if she's having a rough go of it."

"Oh dear, I see why you called. Is there anything else you feel you need to tell me?"

"No, I really don't think so. I'm very proud of her for doing this. I know she tried once before and quit. I have some idea of the 'why' but I don't know what's underneath. I think her sister does but Kim wouldn't say anything at dinner last night and I wouldn't press her. I hesitated making the call Martine, but the party is important. I hope that makes sense."

"Yes, yes it does! Oh I'm so glad you called Destiny. I admire you sticking by the woman you love." She paused for a moment. "She really loves you; she's made that quite clear." I smiled. "I'll give what you told me some thought. I won't mention that you called." Oh thank god! "Have a good weekend dear. And thank you!" We said our goodbyes.

I knew Shade would be in some time this afternoon to sign checks. The idea of having her miss part of the work day for that is ridiculous. I decided to suggest that she simply have the checks ready for the Monday meeting. Those who chose not to have direct deposit shouldn't cost her valuable face time with potential clients.

Kelly buzzed me to let me know Shade had arrived. I smiled and headed toward her office. She saw me and waved. "Kelly, I don't want us to be disturbed." That got a raised eyebrow. I laughed and swatted her hand. "No ya goof. I need to speak with her privately for a bit." I smiled and closed the door behind me.

Shade stood as I approached and said, "Hi gorgeous. How are ya?" We kissed. Oh good; it was warm. Uh, no, more. She pulled me close and kissed me. Yum! "I'm so sorry Destiny," she said as she leaned her head against me.

"I'm fine lover. I was just worried about you; I didn't want you in that sort of funk all day." She was crying. "It's hard what you're doing. I'll be by your side. I promise." I held her close.

"Come sit in my chair." A little smirk.

"What?"

"Come sit in my chair. I want to love you while I'm under the desk." I gasped.

"Shade, you can make love to me all goddamn weekend if you like." She giggled. "Uh oh; you just might." She nodded. "Oh lord, what have I done?" She undid my belt and slid her fingers into my panties. "Yes, I'm wet." I kissed her. "Happy nowwww?" She slipped fingers deep inside me and took them out just as quickly." She brought them to her mouth. "For such an angel you're one hell of a devil."

Her tongue found mine as she kissed me. "I'm your devil angel!" Ah love!

I sat down and pulled her to my lap. Fighting off kisses (sort of) I struggled to say, "We have business to discuss."

"Uh huh." She tried to unbutton my blouse. "I like the kind of business we're discussing."

This wasn't going well. "I want to talk to you about this Friday check thing." Her face was buried in the valley. I shivered.

"Uh huh." She finished with the buttons, pushed the blouse from my shoulders, and slipped the straps off as well.

"We're not getting anywhere with this discussion." My nipple was in her mouth.

She released it with a 'pop.' "I think it's going rather swimmingly." Back in her mouth it went.

"I want you to stop this." She looked up at me, puzzled. I laughed. "No not that!" She went back to my nipple. "This stupid Friday thing is costing you several productive hours every week."

'Pop.' "Oh I don't know; I think I'm being pretty productive don't you?" Damn!

"I want you to start holding the checks till the Monday staff meetings." She stopped what she was doing. "Yeah; we need you in front of people, not here." She pouted. I laughed, "Okay, here ... you know what I mean." She looked at me.

"That's a damn good idea Destiny. I don't know why neither of us thought of it long ago."

"Neither do I babe. But now is as good a time as any to start, especially being down one on your sales team."

"Shit! I know. I have to replace Stacy and Meaghan. Ya know what though. I think I'm going to add you on the business account. You can sign payroll and other checks that have to do with the business." I was stunned.

"Really?"

"Yeah, why not, you do all that crap anyway. All the detail is available for me online. Why not do what you said -- get me out in the field more and let you handle more of this nonsense? We'll stop at the bank on the way home and get that taken care of. Now, if we're through here, I have some love to make with the woman I love." She slid to her knees.

At one point, there was a knock on the door. Shade yelled, "Go home Kelly." A giggle. By then we were both on the couch, very naked, and very busy. I heartily recommend make up sex! We did make it to the bank before they closed. The young man who helped us looked at us kinda funny. We, um, may have been just a tad disheveled and giggly!

Ah geez! She just got home from work and peeked over my shoulder. Sigh. I'll be back ... later, I think!

That's how the weekend started. We had a multi-course meal Friday night. I should say Shade did. I don't know many orga ... um, courses I had. I lost count. She wanted to be wild. I want her to be happy. Friday night ended well into Saturday morning. Want a hint? Kim knocked on the door and announced dinner. Shade said, "We're a little tied up right now." That was the last we heard from Kim. My mouth was full; her voice was shaky. I think we're okay.

Shade surprised me Saturday afternoon. I had barely begun to become human after being liquefied Friday night. We were in the car when she announced she was getting me a belly button piercing. I tingled. Ow! Damn that hurt. I glared at Shade who, having heard me moan, was biting her lip. Just you wait missy!

"I wanted one for so long but was such a scaredy cat. How did you know?" She just smiled a sweet little smile. "You're no fun." That got a look and a raised eyebrow. I laughed. "Yeah, yeah. Okay, you're plenty of fun. Do I at least get to pick what I like for the ornament?"

She scrunched her face and said, "Of course you do silly! As long as I like it too." She is so bossy. Hee hee. I think it's about time for another lesson!

Shade turned off the car after parking. I put out my hand. "Give me your credit card." She looked at me. "Now." She started to open her mouth. "Quiet; I'm getting what I want, you're paying for it, and, you're to sit in the car and wait until it's all done." Her face fell. "Do you understand ... pet?"

Oh god I just love those eyes. She loves this so much. "Dip your finger and bring it to me." She smiled, unbuttoned her coat, reached under her jeans, and after, gave me her very wet finger. She held it in the air. I slurped. She watched with heavy, dark eyes. "Yummy! Good girl, pet. No touch ... no wait. I want the windows open a bit and I want you to masturbate in the car." Her eyes were wide with shock. "I know what time it is and I know it's Saturday. Don't be shy lover. Let 'em know you're thinking about me when you cum." I kissed her. She was panting. I smiled sweetly and left.

I laughed when I came out of the store with my new adornment. The windows were open a few inches and they still had fogged up. I could see her in the gap. Her head was against the headrest, she was still breathing hard, and her hand was buried in her panties. The other was under the sweater, probably teasing a very delicious, hard nipple. I smiled.

When I opened the door Shade jumped; she relaxed when she saw it was me. "Having fun?" She nodded. "How many?"

She flushed. "Two." Embarrassed, she smiled.

"Very good pet, but I suspect you want another." Her eyes widened. I turned my back to the door. "Turn and face me. Lift one leg over the console and put the other on the floor. I'll watch this time." She moaned, lifted her hips, and turned to face me. She had to lower the jeans quite a bit to spread her legs. This I knew!

We don't do this very often. We're so busy making love we don't masturbate while the other watches. In public, in the car, on a busy Saturday, with me watching ... even after giving herself two, all of those others left her gasping, moaning and trembling as she bucked and cried through a third. Hey dyke! That's pretty hot stuff. I smiled. Bad angel giving me compliments. Who knew? Honey, that was amazing! Did you like it angel? Well, I am a girl. I laughed.

"Are you laughing at me Destiny Langan?" I can't explain my angels. She wouldn't believe me, let alone understand.

I had to put my knees on the floor to get low enough to reach her pussy. I bent to lap at the wetness. She moaned. She gave me her fingers. I cleaned them. I flicked my tongue over her pearl. She screeched. "Better get yourself organized pet. We still have to go grocery shopping." She shook her head and sighed. She leaned to give me a kiss. I sat up and on my seat while she rearranged herself. I pulled up the sweater and showed her what I'd gotten.

"That is absolutely beautiful!! Oh my god it's gorgeous." It really is! I chose a very pretty two inch silver ring that began with a silver ball stud at navel level, three teensy chain links, followed by a hollow centered silver heart that had two more chain links hanging from it. It's so cute! Gabie said she loved it.

We were lucky to find a spot at the grocery store on a Saturday. "Shade." She looked at me. "Would you like a special treat?" Her brow furrowed. I waited for my answer. She finally caught on.

"Yes miss." I smiled.

"Very well pet." I unfastened my collar. Her eyes widened. "Turn around." She scurried so her back faced me and lifted her hair. I reached over and around and looped the collar around her neck. I fastened it and kissed her neck. Shade climbed over the console to straddle me. The kiss was hot and deep; her fingers slid under my sweater and cupped my breasts. I held her gorgeous face softly in my hands. We were both rather breathless when the kiss ended. "While we shop, pick six people, men and women, and say, 'I'm shopping with my miss today.'" She gasped and gawked at me.

Her face flushed with excitement as she said, her voice quivering, "Yes miss." She hugged me, her arms around my neck. I felt her tears against my cheeks. "Thank you for understanding Destiny. I love you so much."

I couldn't help myself. I cried with her. Two fools, in love, sitting in a car crying, while one helps the other 'learn' to be a submissive. I think she's doing a good job teaching me don't you? "I love you girl. Anything to help you!"

I laughed at Shade's first choice: An elderly woman, who patted Shade's hand and said, "That's lovely dear."

We were in the produce section of the store. I got the distinct feeling we weren't the only lesbians in the aisle. I caught one, a very young, pretty redhead, ogling Shade. I nudged Shade and said, "Her." She blushed and lowered her eyes when Shade looked at her. Shade smiled over her shoulder as she walked to the young lady.

I heard her voice. The girl's eyes flitted to me; she smiled. I'll be damned! She took Shade's hand, brought her to me, and said, "Miss, what a delightful pet you have. May I kiss her?" Knock me over with a feather!!

"Why yes dear. That would be delightful." It's a grocery store. The young thing had enough sense to look over her shoulder before giving Shade a kiss. It was quick but she definitely opened her mouth. She smiled and walked away.

Shade looked completely stunned. "Wow!" What was there to do but laugh?

"I think we better not press our luck lover. That was damn hot though." She just looked at me, still in disbelief.

We wandered the aisles, chatting, laughing. I asked, "What toy don't you have that you always wanted?"

"Seriously?"

"Excuse me?"

Chagrined, she said, "I'm sorry miss. Pet was very rude." She blushed; it is always so cute to see! "Uh, I always wanted a butt plug. Miss."




Shade's Destiny Ch. 09



"Good catch pet. Really? I'm guessing you've had others use them." More blushing.

"Yes miss, I have."

"And you'd like your own?"

"Yes miss, if I may."

A thought! "And you'll wear it to Monday's meeting?"

Liquid brown eyes stared into my soul. "Oh yes miss!"

"Well, you did so well with that lovely redhead I'll have to see about getting you one." I didn't know if she was going to melt into the floor or if I was ... that's how hot the gaze she gave me was.

We were finally in line at checkout. I said, "Oh damn, I have to go back and get something I wanted. I'll be right back." The moment I was out of her sight I called Kim. "Are you home or in your car? Oh good, can you stop and pick up something for your sister? Don't laugh; she wants a butt plug."

"She already has one Destiny.'

"She does?" A flare of anger. "She didn't tell me that."

"Oh I know for a fact she has one. It's possible she forgot."

"Do you know where it might be?"

"I'll be home in ten minutes. I'll look where I think it is. What would you like me to do if I find it?"

"She's in the checkout line at the grocery store. We're probably at least that long till we get home. Just give me some kind of sign okay? See you in a bit. Thank you Kim." Well, well. It may be an oversight. If she wasn't telling the truth we might have a little more fun tonight.

In the car on the way home I said, "We have to find a toy store anyway for presents for the grab bag."

"Oh my god that's right! We can go tomorrow."

"We have to try to think of what to put in the bags. Do you want to customize them or make them pretty much the same for everyone?" Shade had to think about that for a bit. Actually, so did I.

"Well, we can't exactly give the same gifts for the girls who have husbands as we do for, say, Christy."

I said, "Were the women Jordan and Nicole were with at Meaghan's party their honeys or dates? I honestly don't talk to the sales staff very much -- especially about their personal lives. Not back then and not now." Shade knew what I meant.

Shade looked a little chagrined. "Hmm, ya know what lover. I'm with you on that one. I do talk to them but, on the whole, it's about business. Underwriting problems, sales quotas, that sort of nonsense is what I focus on. They do too. I'm their boss." She said that with a measure of wistfulness.

I let that sit for a few minutes. I offered, "Honey, maybe you can make that something of a New Year's resolution. Make a point of getting to know the people who work for you a little better. I know the girls seem to get along really well together at meetings and things. The staff isn't that big. Maybe pick a day a month to have lunch with someone. Don't do business, just girl talk." I was driving; I turned my head to look. Shade was staring at me - slack jawed, eyes wide.

"Have I mentioned I love you?" I laughed. "I mean it Destiny. That is simply brilliant. And you're right. There's no reason I can't spend an hour a month over lunch with one of those women. You're absolutely right. They're gorgeous, they're so nice, and it's criminal I don't know more about them. Goddamn! You are wonderful."

I giggled. "Why yes I am and thank you for noticing." She slapped my arm. "I'll put my thinking cap on and see if I can come up with some ideas for you to show me just how much you appreciate how wonderful I am." A quick glance. Oh my; those hot, liquid eyes were wild with lust. The floodgates opened. I drew in a deep breath.

How funny. As we walked to the elevator, bags in hand, Dorothy stood waiting. I hadn't seen her in a while, thank god. She looked at Shade, did a double take, and looked at my neck, then up at my eyes. I smiled.

"Hey Dorothy, long time no see. What's new?"

She clearly was flustered seeing the collar on Shade. "Uh, well, not all that much. How about you two?"

Shade, clearly having caught on, said, "My miss and I have been out shopping." Dorothy's eyes nearly bugged out of her head. "She told me to masturbate while she was getting a belly button ring." You little bold stump; you are too funny! Dorothy turned beet red. I'm not sure I've ever seen a face so grateful when the ding announced her floor. She left without a word. We laughed like the crazy women we are!!

Breathless, we stumbled into the condo and tossed the bags on the counter. A flummoxed Kim looked at us. We talked over each other as I handed Shade my coat. Kim finally put a hand in the air and said, "One of you at a time please."

"Dorothy was waiting at the elevator when we strolled up. She about fainted when she saw Shade with my collar." Kim's eyes flicked to her sister and she smiled.

Shade's turn. "I told her I'd been shopping with my miss and that she had me masturbate while waiting in the car." Kim looked at me in shock. I nodded. She started to laugh. We all laughed. Oh my god it was priceless.

I looked at Kim; she gave me a slight nod. "Shade, tell Kim what toy you want your miss to buy for you."

She flushed. "I've always wanted a butt plug."

"But you've already had one haven't you?" Her eyes shifted from me to Kim and back. "Did you use them with your others? Or do you still have one?"

"Destiny ..." I jerked my head around and glared. "Miss, yes, I have. I mean, I've used them on others. But no, I didn't keep any for personal use."

I smiled softly. "Okay pet. I have no reason not to take your word at face value."

Kim put the toy on the table. Shade paled. Eyes wide, she looked at me. I shrugged. "Shade, you've never given me any reason to doubt you. So if you say no, I accept it."

Tears in her eyes, Shade said, "I promise you honey." Angry eyes moved to her sister. "Only Kim knows more about me than you." That I believe! "I didn't remember that I had one." My eyes slid to Kim's. She nodded. I believe Shade.

"The question is - how are you going to thank your baby sister for finding the plug you'd forgotten about!"

Shade, knowing she'd been had, hung her head. "Whatever you wish miss." No! I won't have her this way! This is exactly what I want to undo.

"Get that hang dog look off your face!" Startled, she jerked her head up to look at me. "You know what I mean. I want the woman I love to be strong, proud, to love herself like she loves me." Honey, I couldn't be more proud! I smiled.

Kim had tears. She stood, gave us a kiss and said goodnight. Night's darkness had slipped in as the sun slid away.

I snuggled into my Shade. "Would anyone care to have a completely carnal Saturday evening?" I saw the smile as she buried her face in my shoulder. We did!!

At breakfast Sunday, I winked at Kim and asked Shade, "Would you like to be leashed when we go wandering to toy stores?" Kim's eyes sparkled with laughter. She fought back a smile.

Shade's head turned to me, her eyes blazing. "Oh yes please!"

Nodding, I calmly said, "Okey doke. I thought of a rather special treat pet."

The words nearly flew from her mouth in her excitement. "What is it?"

"Well, Kim could pick out an outfit for you." Kim smiled. Shade nodded. "And you could go without panties and wear the pacifier while we shopped." Kim's jaw dropped in surprise. If Shade was a puppy, her tail would have cooled the room. "I think you'd find it an interesting and most pleasing challenge."

I kid you not! I thought Shade might have an orgasm in her chair. She was a little petrified and a whole lot excited.

"You do understand that if you happen to drop the pacifier, you'll have it in your mouth the rest of the day."

Kim got up from her chair and went to her bedroom. Shade grabbed my hand, dragged me to the bedroom, and absolutely ravaged me. I don't know where that woman of mine finds the energy. After the pleasure of Saturday night and again this morning, in bed and in the shower, she still had the want in her to make love until we had nothing left in the tank.

I could barely move when we finally woke up from the nap. I insisted she shower first, simply to keep her from any further 'mischief.' Wink! Kim came into the bedroom cackling. She kissed me and laid Shade's clothes on the bed.

"You are so damn fabulous Destiny. Did you see her panting?"

I pulled back the sheet. "Do you see the scratches and bite marks all over me?" She kissed my nipple. "It's worth it though Kim. As long as she gets what she needs I'll put up with the fabulous sex." She couldn't stop laughing. "You better get out of here before she comes back." She kissed me, got up and left, smiling and shaking her head. Though it was risky, I didn't bother to pull the sheet back over me. It wouldn't have mattered much if I had in the mood she was in.

Shade came out of the bathroom humming. You'd have thought we were ... (EEK! God would strike me dead if I typed what I thought. I called Shade over and showed her before I erased it. She walked away howling with laughter.) She looked at me with hungry eyes. I smiled. "I like what I see too lover." She ran and jumped on top of me, all hundred and nothing pounds of her. She bathed me with kisses -- everywhere. A girl could get turned on by someone she loves doing that to her. I wanted a nap or a shower, preferably both. But I 'settled' for her loving me with her mouth and fingers one more time. She was so happy and content when she snuggled me as I tried to catch my breath afterward.

She cooed, "Is that the dress Kim has for me today."

"I didn't really even get much of a look at it. She was in and out of here in a few seconds with just a quick kiss. I suppose so."

"Is she coming with us?'

"Would you like her to?"

"Oh yes please. If she can that is."

"Well, you go ask her and let me get my shower." I kissed her and off she went - my oriental bundle of energy with a very cute little butt.

Hand on a Bible; I do not know why in the hell I didn't think this would happen. You probably are laughing at what I just typed. Uh huh, I had not one, but two little surprises in the shower with me. Sigh. I don't think I'm ever gettin' out of this bedroom today. I knew I should have locked the bathroom door!

Here's an idea of how crazy Sunday was: At one point, Shade was on her back on the couch, legs dangling. She's not tall enough to have her head hang over the edge, (Guess who is!) so one of us had to kneel on the couch while the other feasted on her kitty. There were switches of positions, switches of who was on the couch and so forth. No, if you're curious, we never did get to toy shop. Yes, toys were used. We fell asleep in bed together. No, I don't know when.

Monday at breakfast was very quiet and very, very giggly. Shade went to work, Kim went to school, and I went back to bed. Blissfully, thankfully, finally alone, I slept. I woke, showered, dressed, hailed a cab, stopped for coffee and got to work about two in the afternoon. Kelly looked, looked away, lookup up again and laughed her fool head off.

"We missed you at the meeting this morning." I gave her the finger. "Shade did look a little tired." I drank my coffee. She followed me to my office. I threw my coat and purse on the couch and sat down. Kelly sat on the edge of the couch.

"Was it fun?" I glared ... for a moment. Then I smiled what may have been the biggest smile of my life.

"Imagine if you will, a threesome featuring two sisters and yours truly." Kelly gasped. "Uh huh. Naked as jaybirds, me on the couch, ass on the back edge, legs dangling, head over the front edge." She had started laughing at 'jaybirds' and the laughs got louder and harder as I continued. "You can probably guess what one sister was doing here." I pointed to the south forty. "And what I was doing to the other sister with my mouth."

The laughter had stopped, replaced by wide eyes and slack jaw. "Now think of the variations of same with each of the sisters on the couch."

"Dear God, Destiny. Never, in my wildest fantasy, could I ever have imagined you doing that ... with them!"

"Sweet lips, neither can I. And if you so much as move a muscle to come toward me I will sit here and drink my coffee." She cracked up. I did too.

I didn't know she had it in her. She stood, adopted a pose of a withered old hag, (Church Lady?) waggled her finger, and squawked, "Heathen, God will punish you for your sins. You have fornicated with women, sisters no less! Scandalous, immoral, and oh my lord, you must have had one hell of a blast." That did it ... we both laughed like the fools we are. Sorry, Church Lady came to me as I typed the sentence. I added it as an afterthought. Hope you like.

"Do the three of you do that often?" Pretty funny coming from her wasn't it?

"Kelly, I won't lie. It's not the first time but, to answer your question, no, we don't do it very often. It just kind of ... well, it started ... oh hell. It's too damn complicated to explain in a way that makes sense." I flicked my eyes her way, took a deep breath, and asked, "So how do the two of you make it work?"

I'll admit I was surprised. She never batted an eye, never hesitated when she said, "We manage. I make sure he doesn't know." She smiled. "Kind of like you and Stacy did." Well son of a bitch!

Her eyes got dark and hard. "The thing Shade never realized the whole time Dawn did her year is that she really is gay. I may be the only one who knows." Whoa! "She left because she couldn't stand the constant humiliation and abuse Shade subjected her to." Her eyes blazed with anger. "No doubt you heard about the Christmas party last year."

I nodded.

She eyed me cautiously as if unsure if she felt safe saying what she was thinking. A deep breath and, "That was the last straw. I sat in a corner crying the whole night, watching, as she was humiliated. The woman I love." She lowered her eyes. My heart went out to her. I couldn't change what happened; I'm not sure she'd believe who Shade has become.

Her voice was strong. "Destiny, you're wonderful. We have the best relationship. You're so cute." Her eyes went ice cold. "And I despise Shade. I know you love her."

How the hell is this going to work!!! I did the best I could. "I can tell you this Kelly. I do think Dawn can work here. I believe Shade thinks so as well." I took a moment to collect myself. "From what you've told me I'm wondering if her being here is best for you, her, and ... in truth, the business." Say it straight and let her stew about it.

Kelly smiled a tight little smile. "You're not just cute, you're smart." She shook her head. "You're right. Let me talk to her about it. Thanks Destiny ... for listening, for understanding, and for being honest."

I motioned with my hand for her to come closer; she did. I leaned and kissed her. Smile. I still do have that girl crush! "You're fabulous kiddo. You know I won't breathe a word of this to anyone. Do what you have to and please tell Dawn to do whatever she feels is best. After all, Shade has others yet to interview, so there aren't any guarantees."

Kelly nodded. "Absolutely. We both know that." We? Interesting!

"I will update you as I can."

"Thank you!" She kissed me again, her fingers brushing my breast. She smiled in our kiss.

I took her wrist in my hand and, breaking the kiss, said softly, "Don't! Please." Her eyes registered surprise. I smiled. "It's okay Kelly, I'm not complaining. Even though things got a little nuts Sunday Shade and I have decided to be monogamous." I rolled my eyes. "I'm not quite certain the definition of monogamy includes a wild threesome with your lover's sister but whatever." I smiled at my cute, confused co-worker. "Never fear! I still have my girl crush." She giggled. "But that's about all it can be. Okay?"

As I spoke I could see a change in Kelly's eyes. They took on a far away stare. I waited for her to come back to me. When she did her eyes filled. I waited. She had turned her head and eyes away when she finally spoke in a hushed tone.

"She wants me to leave my Kelly and be with her." She what! She glanced at me and shook her head. "Obviously that's crazy. And I think I want to." She shrugged. "Well, I'm not as opposed to the idea as I might have been a while ago." I was stunned. I wondered if this little shocker was part of the reason for her over-the-top reaction to Stacy leaving.

I knew she was looking to me for something. I tried to be practical and supportive with my answer. "Kelly, this is almost too big a shocker to comprehend." She nodded. "I'm not sure what to tell you. You have a husband and children to consider. Then there's the fact that you'd be coming out to family, friends, and more." She must have given this quite a bit of thought. She showed not one bit of surprise. "Does Dawn have this sort of risk in her life?" She started to respond. "No, please let me finish." I smiled. "There's no way I can help you with this. I guess I'm only trying to be certain you look at it from every possible angle when making your decision."

She was calm enough. I have to give her credit for that. "You really are a good friend Destiny. And you're right; it's a big decision on a lot of levels. I don't think I can do it. And I don't want to lose her either." I know what you mean. "Thank you. You've really helped." Okay. "I guess I ought to let you try and get some work done." A quick kiss, a smile and she left my office. My coffee was cold. I went to get some fresh. I leaned against the fridge. What a crazy world. I laughed. I guess that's why it's so much fun being human.

I did get some work done Monday. Kim called and asked if I wanted a ride home.

"Actually yes, that would be fabulous. We could use a drive home to chat some more."

"That's why I called. See you at five." I smiled.

After I kissed her hello and buckled up, Kim said, "Crazy day huh?" We both laughed.

"I knew I should have locked that damn door." More laughing. "We do have to go out tonight to go toy shopping."

"Oh, didn't Shade call you?" I looked at Kim, puzzled. "Yeah, she had a cancellation, found herself with some time on her hands, and found a toy store out in Arlington Heights. She did all the shopping, including your lingerie for each other for Friday's party. I wish I could be there."

"And you should be!" She looked at me. "You and Honey can be our elves." She laughed. "It's perfect. Everybody knows you. And Honey will love it." Kim looked at me.

"Elves huh? Someone likes her some Honey." I laughed.

"She's gorgeous and very confident. Oh, I know. Remember that place Shade and I got those hats ... the 'Naughty' and 'Nice' reversible hats?" She nodded. "What do you think about 'Kinky Kim' and 'Sweet Honey?" Uh, I think I got it right. Kim laughed so hard she had to pull the car over.

"Oh my god Destiny, I have to call Honey and tell her!! That is just too funny!"

"No, wait a minute. You two also have to find Christmas elf outfits. You can use my credit card."

Kim, the sly minx, grinned and said, "Don't you want to come with, honey." I blushed.

"Fool me once, shame on you." Kim grinned. "Uh huh, sister, Destiny isn't falling into that honey trap! Now you can call Honey, honey." She giggled at our word play. She called Honey and told her about Friday and the shopping they had to do. I don't know what Honey was saying but Kim was giggling, blushing, nodding, and kept shifting her eyes to me. They went back and forth talking until, laughing, she handed me her phone.

"Hi Honey."

"Hi Destiny. Thank you so much for the invitation. It sounds like fun. Elf costumes huh? Sounds like Destiny wants her own sweet taste of Honey." I glared at Kim, who was trying (badly) to suppress a grin.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 09



"Listen you goof, you're gorgeous and you know that Shade is my honey. I don't fool around." Kim barked out a laugh. "Well, except for yesterday." I was a bright red. I gave Kim the finger. She had to lean against the steering wheel she was laughing so hard.

"Is that Kim I hear laughing?"

A smile on my still red face I said, "Uh huh."

"We gonna have us some fun on Friday sista. Sweet Honey and Kinky Kim gonna give you women some kind of show!" Oh my god! "Kim told me about the lingerie presents. Maybe Honey will help the girls get into their outfits." Yeah right; maybe Honey will be helping herself to the girls in their outfits! "Give the phone back to my sista honey." I gave the phone back to Kim. She is absolutely hysterical.

"Hello?" She looked at me. "Uh huh, she's about ten shades of embarrassed and can't stop smiling." I punched her in the shoulder. "Ow! And the bitch just punched me." She made boo-boo face. "I'm gonna tell my big sister!" I could hear Honey. "Uh huh, love you too babe." My eyes got wide. "See you later; we have some shopping to do."

"Well, well ... seems someone has more than a casual interest in Honey. Are you two officially an item?"

"Yup, I thought you knew. Or that Shade had told you."

"Does Shade know?"

"Oh my god yes; she's known since my freshman year, when Honey and I first met."

"So how did I do yesterday?"

Uh oh, I don't like that smile. "Destiny, pussy is still tingling." Damn, I did it again. "You and my sister did just fine." I started to say something; she waved me off. "You had my sister so revved up she was about to burst." My turn to laugh.

"When you went to your bedroom she grabbed my hand, took me to bed, and just about turned me to mush."

"Do you know why I got up to leave?" I think so. "Shade was like putty in your hands. I think you pushed every button absolutely perfectly. It was beautiful to see. The combination of love and submission ... Destiny, I've never seen my sister like this. I didn't tell Shade this but that's why I came to play with the two of you. It was as much to thank you for loving my sister the way you do and helping her with what she needs! She desperately needs to be a submissive; has all her life. A dominant personality like mine isn't a natural thing for you. But you don't need to be taught. It's a miracle really. You just 'get' what she needs." She kissed me. "You're doing just fine Destiny!"

After we got home and I'd hung up my coat, I threw myself on the bed. I thought about what Kim said. A miracle? Me? The miracle, if that's even the right word, seems to me to be the love affair between us. Destiny Langan and Shade Nguyen -- think about it. Absurd, illogical and absolutely, completely in love. That's us.

Shade bounced into the room and I bounced right off the bed on the window side. No way was I going to be a target for my lover. She snickered as I stood, safely, out of reach. She crawled across the bed and put her arms out to me. I leaned in for a kiss, out of arm's way. No, that's not a misspelling! I didn't want her to get her hands on me. Yeesh!

She, of course, pouted fabulously. "You are being a brat lover. I would have thought you'd have been raring to go after all the love we made yesterday."

"You're absolutely insatiable."

Those damn eyes glowed. I melted. "Destiny, never in my life have I wanted a woman like I want you. You're so good to me. I love the love we make. I can't help myself with you." She looked at me with those smoldering orbs. "Do you know how hot that was last night ... the three of us?"

I laughed. "I wasn't going to tell you this ... but, after you and Kim left I went back to bed to sleep. Even after what passed for a night's sleep I was exhausted."

She kissed me. "When you didn't show at work that's what I figured. Did Kim tell you what I did this afternoon?"

"Yes, you brat; you bought all the presents for the gift bags and lingerie for both of us. You have a lot of nerve buying your present from me."

Pixie grin. "But it's so damn sexy and I'm going to love wearing it for you baby. She slithered off the bed and stood in front of me. She took my hands and moved them to the buttons on her blouse. "Want to see it lover? Take off my clothes." She's the devil, my devil. The blouse came off. I gasped.

It was turquoise. To be precise -- what little there is of it is turquoise. Her breasts were circled by blue string; at the top, another string went behind her neck to the top of the circle on its sister. The skirt fell to reveal the rest. Fishnet fabric from the bottom of her breasts met at the navel, going down her tummy to her kitty, which was bare. Yup, north and south points of interest bare.

I sputtered, "You can't wear this thing on Friday Shade!"

A cheshire grin, "I know baby. I bought it for you to wear."

I screeched, "You what?"

She cooed, "This is my present for you. I want to show you off Friday."

I was incredulous. "How in the hell do you get into and out of that ... thing!"

A coy little smile, "I'll show you." That's how our night began ... which was pretty much how the last couple had gone.

I was very nervous about Shade's appointment Tuesday. Martine greeted us warmly. She had a little secret smile for me as they headed into session. I tried to read my book but it was hopeless. I smiled when I thought about Shade.

Not only did she buy me that insane little nothing of a 'suit,' she told me there was a 'cousin' that had thin strips of fishnet running from just above the breast on each side meeting just above a barely covered pussy. The damn thing had a string running from the back of the neck loop to and through the butt like a thong. And I'm not sure I've described it very well. Anyway, she bought one for Kim (in turquoise) and one for Honey (in white).

Yes your Honor, I promise to tell the truth and nothing but the truth. I'd pay good money to see Honey wear it. So there.

The outfit is wicked, beyond sexy, and not even in the same galaxy as 'street legal.' The temptations to any and/all who saw her in it might be overwhelming. In Europe, on some of their famous nude beaches, it might work. But I'm pretty sure even there I'd get some stares. Yeah, I threw that in so you'd laugh. I'll wear it for Shade in our bedroom. But not even on that Caribbean paradise ... well, okay, I did promise to tell the truth. If Etienette, uh, told me to wear it I would.

The paragraph above also gives you the name of the website to find outfits like those I've described. Wink

Dyke, you swinging those legs like that to get off? You're jealous you don't have stuff like this in heaven. Snicker. Huh?

Martine and Shade both gave me looks when they came out. Shade looked a little wrung out but nothing nearly as bad as Thursday. Martine said, with a little smile, "See you next Tuesday Shade." Ah! My honey was quiet on the ride home but it didn't feel anything like last Tuesday. I could relate. The hour can get pretty crazy. Like I've said if you're really invested and working it can be damn hard. So I gave her some space and let her collect her thoughts.

Oh, I'm pretty certain I forgot to mention this. The collar is back around my neck. And Shade had dinner naked. She never even batted an eyelash when I told her that was what she was to do. There was that moment after the words fell out of my mouth that I wondered, after the last few nights, if I had made a mistake. Even Kim lifted an eyebrow. But the night passed without incident. We snuggled after we'd kissed and said our goodnights.

Kim called me on a break between classes Wednesday to let me know she and Honey had their outfits and would pick up their hats tomorrow evening. When asked, she assured me she'd insisted (to the store owner) that the hats be ready in time for Friday's party. Yaay Kim! There was also a very graphic hint that Honey had her sights set on me. Yikes!

Kim shared a tasty morsel on the call. I'm laughing as I write. While they shopped for their outfits Honey suggested that Kim buy a costume. The gist was that Kim would be dressed as 'The Grinch Who Stole Christmas.' Except this Grinch would scamper in and take all of the clothes and purses. My mind wandered to the hysterics it would cause. Everyone would have to parade through the restaurant in (I was certain) very revealing lingerie. Frantic calls would be made to whomever to come get them. Kim was all giggles. It was tempting! But we agreed that 'Sweet' and 'Kinky' would be enough fun for everyone ... let alone the madness of the lingerie affair.

Shade had interviews to replace both Stacy and Meaghan. It was very considerate of her to ask me to sit in. I thought this was worth a mention. Every now and then I saw eyes flit to my collar. Shade saw the glances as well. She made a point to ask the woman being interviewed if she was comfortable taking orders from whoever her boss was. I smiled.

No one could care a bit about Thursday! Thursday night was pretty spectacular!! We were both excited about Friday!

Author's Note: As ever, this is a flight of fantasy; completely fictitious. If there is any resemblance to anyone walking among us my apologies. Another author put it so well: "The site is free. The author is 'paid' in comments and votes." I hope you've enjoyed another chapter of a rather long tale. Yes, there's more to come!!

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This has been an amazing year, literally, for your Vixen! Thank you for staying with me through the twists and turns in the chapters of my stories. Thank you for your wonderful, warm, and deeply appreciated comments and mail. I'll keep trying to improve and hope to continue to write stories that entertain and excite. Happy New Year to you all!!



Shade's Destiny Ch. 10



Friday!!! Oh lordie ... we all still talk about that Friday! I could fib and tell you there was a full moon. That might have made Friday's fun even more so. Shade didn't have any appointments. Thankfully. Our day got a bit of a late start. The most likely 'excuse' would be a continuation of Thursday night. Me: bashfully batting eyelashes. As if!

We had to lock Shade's office door. The girls drifted in through out the morning and early afternoon, nosing around at what we had in store with the grab bags. Ya know, grab bags isn't right. Gift bags fits better. Sorry about that. I'm ignoring mickey soft -- again!

Shade was all set to include the bonus checks in the gift bags. I offered that each woman should be recognized for her achievement this year. Shade looked at me like I'd cured diabetes or something. Sheesh. I just thought that a boss might want to do something pretty easy to acknowledge individual contributions. Naturally, the best producer should come first and be accorded special recognition. The rest could be random.

Here's a little personal note. That recognition thing goes back to high school. First and second honors got their names mentioned and were given ribbons. Anyone know what I mean? Cool! One year, the Vice Principal (I think) made the funniest comment. He told all the honorees to stand and cheer for all those who had not achieved awards. I think it went something like, "If not for them none of you would have been honored." Maybe it's one of those memories that only I thought was funny at the time. I never forgot the underlying message though.

But I digress.

We had decided we would both wear red. Friday morning was the first time I teased about sharing details about the boots to curry sexual favors ... as if Shade needed any prompting! Her dress was a short red wrap with blended fabric and a side buckle; a black notched lapel beautifully complemented the surplice neckline. Short -- as in hung just over the top edge of the boots. Me? A dark berry A-line with a scoop neckline, three-quarter sleeves and a bow-tie belt at the waist. Most important was a back zipper for easy on, easy off. Wink!

The first person I saw when Shade and I entered the restaurant was Connie. A very angry Connie if her eyes were any indication. Shade was chatting with Melanie. I smiled; she turned her back to me. Ya know what? I'm not going to let her interfere with this fun night. I did hope I had the chance to get a few minutes with her to clear the air.

The room began to fill rather quickly. There had been a buzz about the party at Monday's meeting. Apparently it had built during the week. Shade and I were dressed rather conservatively. Several of the others were 'dressed to kill.' Every woman has her own sense of fashion; you could tell exactly who felt what by what they wore to the party. No, I'm not going to do a lot of detail. At least not about what they wore to the party!

Kim and Honey had very specific instructions on when they were to show up and what they were to do. The bartender took drink orders. About that -- everyone had been given warnings about drinking too much. Enough said. The room was buzzing with barely suppressed excitement. Even an office as small as ours has its little cliques. The usual suspects were where you'd expect.

When dinner was announced and everyone was seated Shade made a very brief welcoming remark. "It's been a very good year. This night is our collective celebration of that success. Thank you one and all for your contribution. You are all valued assets to my business." She looked at me and smiled. "My Destiny and I hope you all enjoy the night."

Three tables of four tonight; Kelly and, a surprise, Nicole joined Shade and I. Shade told me this was by far Nikki's best year with her. I was very happy for her. I'd sorta, kinda knew she'd done well ... just not that well. I hope Shade had some sort of special recognition planned for her besides the bonus check.

Dinner, a pre-ordered menu, was spectacular. We really did have to thank Melanie and her staff for doing their usual fabulous job with the food. A wee little part of me wondered if Shade had more than a friendly relationship with her ... in the past! Kelly was seated next to me. The vibe I got from her wasn't real positive. I wondered what was up.

Well, whatever. I knew that the festivities were about to start and wanted to use the restroom. I pushed the door open and felt it open behind me. I turned to see Connie and her angry eyes. Aw crap!

"I gave you a note telling you how much I wanted to be with you. I gave you my phone number." She was absolutely livid. "What do I get in return? Absolutely nothing." She took a few steps. Voice cold, she repeated, "Nothing!!"

I nodded to acknowledge her words and emotion. "I know Connie and you're right. I should have made some effort to respond and it was rude of me not to. May I explain?" She'd either be curious or rip me to shreds ... uh, verbally.

A nod. "Things have changed." I rolled my shoulders and brought my hands up to emphasize the point. "Shade and I were lovers at one point. It's different now. We've committed to be monogamous." I closed the distance between us and smiled. "Please know. You're gorgeous and, if not for Shade, I'd be pursuing you as aggressively as you have been me."

She seemed stunned. I wasn't sure by what. "You pushed into the stall ..." I shook my head. "It was as sexy a moment as I've had. If I were single who knows how that night, let alone the rest, would have turned out." I smiled. "Connie, I'm in love with Shade. I think of us as a couple." I did my best to let my eyes show how I felt. "I pray that you understand."

She was still stiff with anger but I saw her eyes soften. She may have wanted what I had, but I thought I saw something that signaled she knew and accepted, however reluctantly, that my heart belonged to Shade. I took another step, cupped her lovely face in my hands, kissed her and said, "Thank you. It's not easy for me and it's got to be hard for you."

Eyes lowered, she shook her head and said, "I wanted a chance ... however slim. I knew you two were an item. I just wanted a chance." Ah hell; part of me wanted to tell her how much I lusted for at least one go round with her but I felt like that might be a dagger at this delicate moment.

She looped her arms around my neck, kissed me lightly, turned and left. Goddamn!

Shade noticed my comportment when I returned but didn't ask. I suspected she would later. Dessert had been served. The anticipation in the room was electric. The ice cream, decorated like a snow girl, was cute and devoured. As the last of the dishes were being cleared the 'elves' made their entrance.

We knew they were going to be dressed up but laughed nonetheless. Kim was adorable in her red velvet outfit, which was snug and fitted like second skin. The jacket had short, gathered sleeves, white fur trim from the back of the neck to the front tie -- a white satin bow that fit snugly under her breasts. The bow gave Kim's breasts just the 'boost' they needed to create a fabulous 'V.' Red boy shorts had the same white trim on the bottom and a black elastic belt. The 'Kinky Kim' hat was an instant hit. A black choker with small red bow was a lovely touch.

Honey ... oh my, Honey was in an even more daring outfit than Kim's. A green molded cup bra with white fur trim above the cups and black pvc trim below. The cut of the cups and the fur left one to wonder if her nipples weren't partially exposed. Thin green straps held the push-up bra in place. The shorts, also green, weren't boy shorts. Oh no; they were shorter, as in three inches top to bottom, as in nearly up to 'there!' There wasn't room on the shorts for white trim -- nor was there much doubt that any 'fur' she may have had was long gone. The black belt was exactly like Kim's. Her 'Sweet Honey' hat drew catcalls and wolf whistles from the women. She too wore a black choker but with a small white bow.

Both Kim and Honey wore patent leather mid-calf go-go boots with three inch block heels. Kim's were red and Honey's were green to match their costumes.

This dandy little tidbit: I told Shade that, as the owner, she would go first with the gift bag and lingerie. She protested, in vain, that she would be exposed all night. "Yes pet, I know. And, for your impudence, you will also have the vibrating egg in you all night. Guess who will have the controller?" I smiled sweetly. She didn't know whether to be angry or excited. She turned red, stammered and stuttered as she thought of any kind of reply.

Shade and I had put the gift bags, which had each individual's name, on the table we had requested. Kim and Honey's first order of business was to go to each of the women, take their lingerie gift, and put it in the appropriate person's bag.

That task complete, Honey escorted Shade to the chair on the little 'stage' while Kim brought the bag. They each helped Shade out of her clothes. A very nude, completely embarrassed Shade was helped into her lingerie by Honey. Her hair was put in pig tails. Kim, with a smile, held up little bunches of mistletoe; one was put in each of the scrunchies holding the pig tails in place.

What's Shade's lingerie you ask? Why, I'd be happy to describe it! A white stretch lace halter top; the halter was a thin white strap that went around her neck. The white ring attached to the strap allowed the fabric to scallop, covering the top of her breasts and nipples; it angled sharply, leaving quite a bit of the bottom of the breast exposed.

The matching strappy thong, in a diamond design, had attached garters which fastened to sheer white stockings. The thong was not your ordinary design as it rode below the hips front and rear, providing just enough 'cover' for kitty! Honey and Kim both gave Shade seriously hot kisses; Kim winked at me after hers.

Shade, still chagrined, called Nikki to the chair. Kim headed to the table and came back with the bag. As they helped her out of the dress (and the rest) and into her lingerie, Shade said, "Nicole, congratulations on being this years leading producer. This far outranks anything you've done while with me and you deserve your applause, recognition and this check." As she bent to kiss Nikki I dialed up the egg. I saw Shade jerk; Kim grinned.

Shade pulled away from the kiss which left Nikki with a puzzled look on her face. She recovered rather nicely I thought. She stood, held Shade in her arms, and gave her a 'no doubt about it' kiss! You go girl! Nicole got her applause. I'm sure some were more sincere than others, competition being what it is.

Bossy bunch aren't you? Wink! Nikki, a lovely, curvy blonde, wore a (personally selected) black floral lace chemise. It featured a turtle neck, long sleeves to just above the wrists, and a length to the widest part of her hips. A snap at the back of the neck was above a cute oval 'O.' Adjustable garters held thigh highs of the same design and fabric as the chemise. Shade wanted a black g-string. Oh no! A white 'eye patch' was the perfect contrast for the black fabric. She caught my eye as she held her hair and Honey fastened the snap. I licked my lips; she blushed. I winked.

That competitiveness made for some fun with the boss. Each of the girls who had their fun (gift bag and lingerie) made her kiss with Shade longer and deeper. There was a 'grab bag' of lingering touches. Hands reached beneath the material of the halter. Others dipped into the thong. Shade looked at me in confusion. I gave her my brightest smile and a wink, letting her know she should enjoy. Shade, resigned to her fate with the egg, gave each of the girls whatever they wanted.

It was fun to see the girls play when they went back their tables. There was a lot of kissing, teasing, touching -- more what I'd call foreplay. As each of them had their turn, and as the night went on, the room got wilder.

At one point it became apparent to Kelly that she was going to be next to last. She looked at me and whispered, "You're going to embarrass me aren't you?"

I kissed her and said, "No beautiful. I did pick out a special something for you. I hope your Kelly enjoys it." I called out her name when it was her turn. I winked at Shade; she was, by now, quite breathless from the kisses, groping and from the endless erotic torture of the egg. And still clueless about the passionate kisses the girls were giving her.

Kelly's Peek-a-Boo bra and panties came in red and black. They weren't very expensive so we bought both. I hope she figures out that one set could be for her husband and one for Dawn. Shrug. The lace was see-through. The bra had thin strings that crisscrossed in the middle, so what was on top on one side was on the bottom of the other. The top string looped around the back of the neck while the bottom tied in back. Kelly was as red as her lingerie as her nipples peeked through the cut outs. The g-string bottom was also peek-a-boo -- but it was of a more modest 'open me and peek' variety. She was an absolute knock out in the outfit. Shade gave her an extra long kiss.

She came back to the table; I stood and whispered, "You look so damn sexy Kelly; it's just fabulous." Kim took my hand. I slipped the controller to her and we headed for the chair to applause and a host of suggestive comments. I bowed to my co-workers, turned and kissed my Shade. Her eyes were glassy from the stimulation she'd received all evening.

Kim unzipped the dress, which fell to the floor. The room gasped. Not even Shade knew my plan. I wore the turquoise fishnet suit under the dress -- more like a suspenders suit. A thin string around my neck, in halter fashion, met thin fishnet strips that ran the length of me. Barely covering my nipples (and little else) they met just above my pussy in a solid piece that covered but did not hide. A thin string split my butt cheeks and ran the full length of my back to attach at the neck. My height and the 'one size fits all' material meant the strips didn't move much. That was little comfort; as every eye in the room devoured me, my hardened nipples pushed against the fishnet for all to see.

Shade and Kim stared with wide eyes. Honey's eyes burned with undisguised lust. The room, stunned silent for a few moments, screamed with delight at my surprise.

Shade pushed me on the chair and straddled me. I heard her grunt; Kim must have dialed the egg up again. Her arms went around my neck as we kissed. I reached up and pulled one of the little twigs of mistletoe from her hair and waved it. Everyone laughed. I felt mouths on each of my nipples. Dear god, Kim and Honey must be busy. Shade's fingers were deep inside me, sawing in and out, the angle allowing her to hit that special spot deep inside. Helpless and near naked I just enjoyed the inevitable. I heard the voices as people shouted out their funny, obscene suggestions; they soon turned into moans and soft cries. I, uh, believe an orgy has broken out!!

Shade's breaths, already shallow and quick, turned into gasps. Unable to take enough air through her nose, she buried her head in my neck as she shook, as silently as possible, as the long-awaited orgasm rolled through her. I held my love to me as she pushed me closer to mine. I felt a hand stroke my cheek. One nipple was being bathed and suckled; the other gently held with teeth and loved with the tip of a tongue. Finally it took hold of me. I cried out in joy and relief as the woman I love fucked me in front of the entire company, her sister, and her lover.

I guess we should have figured something like this was possible. When I opened my eyes I found women coupled in just about every sort of way imaginable. Among the first things to catch my eye was Kim and Honey, in the corner, in a very intimate embrace. It seemed Kim had found clear passage into Honey's pot. Honey had Kim's belt buckle open and her hand wasn't visible. Free hands held the other; they were whispering and giggling as they kissed.

I whispered to Shade, "Do you see?" She smiled. With a smirk I asked, "Have you figured out the hotter than hot kisses your employees have been giving you all night?" Her gorgeous face wrinkled as she shook her head. I held up the sprig of mistletoe. She made mad eyes at me. "Just don't even lover." A quick kiss and, "Did you like my surprise?"

"You bitch; I loved it. Did you hear the gasps?"

"Uh, yeah; I also heard your esteemed employees and their very graphic suggestions as you pushed me on to the chair and had your way with me." She giggled. "I think we done real good here tonight Shade." Good grammar be damned! A girl can't help but melt when her girl's eyes are the way Shade's were! "Do you think it's time for us to leave and let the rest enjoy their night? Or do you want to stay and play?"

My answer came as the outfit was ripped from me. Wide-eyed with shock I stared. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Nikki and Kelly, naked and arm-in-arm, coming toward us. I think I was about to re-live days gone by ... but in a very different setting!!

I nudged Shade and motioned with my head. She turned. "Oh my god; what do we do?"

I giggled. "Which one do you want?"

Stunned, she stared. The grin was slow to come. "Nikki ... but then we switch."

"Deal!" And it was; sealed with a kiss!!

In the midst of making love with Kelly, I whispered, "Baby, how's Dawn?" OOPS! Mood gone; moment gone - I held her as she cried.

"She broke up with me when I told her I couldn't leave my family Destiny. I'm devastated." She really was.

"I'm so sorry honey. I could tell you really do love her. Let me give you a little comfort okay?" Through her tears she nodded. She cried a different tune as I worked my magic on her fabulous body. Any other time I'd been with Kelly it had been to service her. This was different; I don't love her but I loved her. I knew she finally had enough when she pushed my face away from her shivering, soaked sex. We cuddled as she recovered. I knew Shade and Nikki were somewhere close by. My eyes found Shade's; she smiled and nodded when I lifted an eyebrow.

Later, after Nikki and I had our fill of each other, I lay on my back as her head rested on my shoulder. I saw something very interesting. Honey was on her back, Tasha between her legs and Kim was stage-whispering instructions to Tasha. I heard Kim say something and saw Tasha shake her head. Oh my god! Kim's eyes showed fury. I heard the sharp slap across the room. Her face hard, her voice cold, she made it clear she would accept nothing but obedience. This Kim had been hinted at but never seen in action! Did Shade know?

To my surprise and delight Lindsay appeared next to me. "Destiny, you looked so sexy in that outfit. It's been nearly forever since we've been together and that wasn't like tonight. I know you and Shade are lovers. She blushed as she said, "Would it be okay to ask if we could make love." I knew Shade was nearby. A quick glance. A smile and a nod.

My answer came in a heated, lengthy kiss. She moaned as I lay on top of her. She pushed her hips off the floor to meet me as we kissed. We did what comes naturally as women love each other. She's so beautiful. I've always had a twinge of envy at what seemed to come so easily and naturally for her. And she's such a nice lady! For the record - that's me writing about that night now. It was a whole lot more frenzied. And breathless, and sexy, and oh Shade, it's such a good thing I love you as much as I do. That woman knows how to pleasure her lover! I was a glorious wreck when we had enough of each other. We lay together in a tangle of limbs, breathless, spent, and satisfied.

She kissed me; it was every bit as tender and passionate as her others. She whispered, "I need to get home. I have someone special I need to show my outfit to." Her beautiful face beamed with joy. Oh Lindsay, whoever this woman of yours is, she's one lucky lady! I rose with her. I helped her back into her lingerie and then into her outfit. Around the room, others were stirring and beginning to do what Lindsay was. It seemed this amazing night was coming to an end.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 10



We had all been some sort of naked, so the kisses and hugs after everyone had dressed were no big deal. The women thanked Shade for their checks and me for ... whatever. It varied. A very subdued Tasha was among the last to leave.

Flanked by Honey and Kim she whispered, "Thank you Shade, thank you Destiny for a fabulous evening." Kim poked her in the ribs. "Thank you Honey; it was my pleasure. Thank you Kim; I'll see you and Honey tomorrow." You what? I looked at Kim, who winked. Honey wore a sly little smirk. Well now, it seems things have taken a turn for someone!

Honey took Tasha by the elbow and led her to the door. I said to Kim, "What on earth happened there?"

The door closed; I heard Honey's laugh. Kim said, "Bitch tried to get over on my honey. I shook her up, set her straight, and told her to be at the sorority tomorrow morning at eight. And she better not be late!" She looked at Honey and said, "I think we have us a new house bitch." She and Honey fist bumped. Shade and I exchanged shocked looks.

Kim reached up and grabbed the last of the mistletoe from Shade's hair. Grinning, she said, "You never figured it out did you?" What could Shade do but laugh?

Honey chimed in, "It was hysterical as they all took turns kissing and groping you Shade. We could see you getting more turned on, more flustered as you tried to figure out what was up."

Shade looked at me. "You! This was your idea wasn't it?"

I was Miss Innocent Eyes. "Moi? I am your intended, your beloved. Why would I do such a thing to you, pet?"

Kim and Honey laughed. Shade blushed. Kim said, "Shade, I put your hair in pigtails and mistletoe in the scrunchies." She stopped there. Kim, you rock!! Shade shook her head, knowing she'd probably never be told the truth.

After we all dressed hugs and kisses were exchanged. Honey's eyes blazed, her kiss left no doubt what she wanted. This needs to be discussed with both Shade and Kim. She's gorgeous and she and Kim are in a relationship. I'm not going to mess with her any more than I would Connie. Sigh.

Connie saw us coming, turned and walked away. Shade and I said our goodnights to Melanie.

"Shade, I should be thanking you for having so many of your office functions here. The gatherings may be smaller than some of our others but we're so grateful for your continued support." Her hug lasted just that little bit too long. There was no reason for me to wonder about Shade. Whatever may have been was in the past. I sighed as grey eyes smiled.

Shade and I were in bed, her head on my shoulder. It was whatever time it was; we had finally had a chance to make love after a long, wonderful, erotic night. Her lips teasing my neck she said, "We have to talk about Honey, honey."

I giggled. "I know! I'm sure you saw what I did. That chick wants me so bad it hurts her gums."

Shade laughed. "So tell me what you want." I smiled.

I turned, put my leg between hers, ran my fingertips the length of her jaw and chin and said, "The very naked, lovely woman I'm cuddling with is everything I want babe." I kissed her nose. "I had it out with Connie earlier." Dark eyes clouded with anger. "No, it's okay. I told her what's what; she didn't like it much but seemed to accept it."

"Oh! Okay, well that's good. So what about Honey?"

"Uh, well, it seems Kim turned her little dominant self loose on Tasha tonight. Honey?" I paused for a moment. I let things collect and settle in my mind before saying, "I'm not clear just how submissive she is. I think she's remarkably confident." I shrugged. "She also seems to be very much in love with Kim."

That was the part I'd hesitated about. Shade surprised me by nodding without hesitation. "I completely agree. I'm not sure just when it changed with them but you're right. They're definitely a couple. No interest then?"

I shook my head. "Come on Shade. You see how she looks at me. If I were a piece of candy I'd be devoured in two bites." Shade laughed at my analogy. "Every time she looks at me her eyes nearly set me on fire." She smiled. "Is she tempting? I can't lie -- yes of course!" She kissed me. "Will I?" It was the moment of truth.

I looked at her and said, "Only because you asked! There's Stacy, Connie, Kelly, then Honey. And the only reason Dorothy's not on the list is ..." The rest was lost as Shade laughed; we both did. Took a while to settle down and when it did, I said, "The only one you ever had to worry about is with her family in New Jersey." Shade nodded. "I'm interested in Connie, think Kelly is an absolute doll and wonder about Honey. But wonder isn't going to ruin us lover."

My Shade's smile filled the room. She kissed me, pulled me to her breast and sighed contentedly. That's how we fell asleep after a very long, exciting, erotic and intimate night!

It was very late morning, nearly noon, when we finally woke. Neither of us seemed in a big hurry to get the day started. We lay in a warm embrace, tangled limbs in a twisted mess of sheets and blankets. It was serene, intimate and fabulous.

We decided it was time to get up. We knew we had the place to ourselves so we'd have to scrounge for breakfast. I made coffee while Shade put bagels in the toaster. Shade went to the living room while the bagels toasted. I put cream cheese on both, found napkins, and carried the whole mess to Shade. She took her cup. I put the plate on the coffee table, took a bagel and sat. God the coffee was good!! Shade had the remote and clicked it on. I was busy with my bagel when I heard familiar voices. I looked at the TV and froze in shock. I turned to Shade.

"Just so you know Stacy has this DVD, Destiny. But it's so beautiful watching the two of you make love I kept a copy. I waited for just a moment like this so we could watch it together." I still wasn't happy but I turned my eyes to the screen.

Yeah, there she was ... my Stacy. I couldn't help myself; my eyes filled. I felt Shade's eyes on me. I didn't want to upset her but something told me this was some kind of a 'gift.' She moved even closer, took my hand in hers, and set her head on my shoulder. I watched us together. I thought of that incredible night in her home; of the surprise Shade had given us. If you watched us you could feel that it was so much more than sex. It ended all too soon. Shade moved to straddle me, smiled, kissed me, and held me as I cried. I hated how much I missed her; I was so happy with Shade. I knew Stacy was at peace with her decision. And my god how I missed her!!

It's funny. So much planning went into last night and today felt sort of empty, kind of like 'is that all there is.' Shade chuckled when I told her how I felt. "I'm glad you feel that way. I do too!"

"Is there anything you can think of that we have to do today?" Shade thought for a moment and shook her head. "Okay, well, is there anything you might want to do? Anything?"

The first thing I noticed was her eyes immediately slid away. Her blush was a deep crimson. Hmm, interesting. I had to wonder what she was thinking. I lifted her chin; held her eyes with mine, and lifted an eyebrow.

"Destiny, I know this club that caters to alternative lifestyles. Could we dress up? Can I take you there? Would you let me be your collared, leashed sub?" Her eyes burned with heat. "I want to play. And I want you to let anyone who shows any interest in me to have me ... however they want me." Those gorgeous browns pleaded. I need Kim! I don't want to put Shade in jeopardy. I will never let her be abused. I have no clue about the kind of clubs she's talking about. But the intensity in her eyes and voice ... hard to deny the woman I love what it seems she craves.

"Honey, can we call Kim? This is way out of my ... I simply have no way of knowing what I'm getting you into."

Shade grinned, leaned in and kissed me. "We need to get you something appropriate to wear. I know just the place." Her eyes glistened with excitement. "Put the collar on me lover ... and the leash." She giggled. "It'll cause quite a scene when they see me that way." I was completely out of my element. But my honey was nearly bursting with excitement.

"Take off my collar and hand it to me." She did. "Turn around." I put the collar around her neck and fastened it. "Get your leash pet." She got off the couch and took a step. "Pet, did I give you permission to walk?"

Shade sighed, shook her head, and crawled to get the leash. She put it in her teeth and brought it back to me, dropping it in my hand. She never took her eyes off me the whole way back. I knew I surprised her by having her crawl. Her eyes were bright with lust. I couldn't help myself; I was nearly dripping. I dipped a finger into the silky wetness, gave it to her eager mouth and said, "The fire in your eyes did this to me. You never said a word; didn't have to."

I lifted a leg over the edge of the couch. "Watch me lover. Watch me as I pleasure myself thinking about how much you love your submissive side." My fingers were already busy. Shade moaned as she watched. Every now and then I would offer her one or two very wet, scented fingers which she gratefully and hungrily cleaned. To change things up I said, "No lover. Close your mouth and let me put the juices you gave me on your lips." She moved a little closer; I gave her a full coating of what my pussy was producing. Her groan of frustration was magnificent. One hand was busy with my clit, the other sawing ever deeper into my soaked depths.

My voice raspy I said, "Come closer lover." She was so close I felt her warm breath. I knew it had to be killing her not to extend her tongue or use her fingers. "Almost there," I whispered. "Would you like to finish me off?"

"Please miss." Her eyes begged.

I nodded. "Come taste your Destiny pet. Come feast on your pussy." She dove forward, her cry of joy her thanks. Her tongue was a demon, my fingers were fevered. "Cum for me Shade! Now!" She screamed; the vibration was so fabulous it was torture. I pulled her head to me but she didn't need any help. She fucked me with her tongue, her breaths short, her body shaking. Her fingers held my hips as I ground with and bucked against her. When my hand fell limply to my side she dove for my now sensitive pearl and hugged it with her lips. I groaned but she was so eager to please me I didn't have the heart to push her away. She suckled me gently, then lapped and cleaned kitty when I finally stopped shivering.

I slid to the floor; we lay together in a tangle, kissing, hands soothing, caressing.

"You were such a good pet Shade. I could see it was killing you not to make love with me. But you waited until I gave you permission." She giggled and smiled.

Suddenly, she kissed me and bounced to her feet, pulling me with her. "Come on lover, we have some shopping to do!"

In the car, on the way home from the store, she bubbled with enthusiasm. "Destiny, that outfit is super hot. It's so snug, form fitting, and fabulously short. Even though it's black PVC the fact that there are no sleeves will keep you cool. Plus, you have garter belts to fasten the PVC stockings that should come to just above the hem of the dress. Your black patent leather shoes will work perfectly. Oh my god, I'm so excited."

"You said in the store you have a very similar dress, only with a zipper that runs the whole length of the front?"

"Yup; it's cut differently than yours, not as snug a fit as yours. Like yours, it's sleeveless and short. But I'll wear a black thong. It'll be perfect." I smiled. Shade looked out the window and said, "I think I'll wear my boots." That woman of mine probably decided to go to this club just to get another chance to wear those damn boots. And she lives in a dream world if she thinks she's going to be allowed to wear a thong!!

I had driven so Shade could call Kim and arrange for tonight. In the end, it was decided she and Honey would bring Tasha to the condo. Honey would keep Tasha 'company' while Kim accompanied us. I was so grateful for Kim's help. Shade had to 'be' the submissive ... have no say at all in how the night went. Kim could be a huge help to me there.

It was also decided that they would arrive about ten. So, Shade had something to eat after we showered, then we both had dinner. I'm sorry; that was cheap and tawdry. But someone out there laughed!! Fact is she begged me to let her start and finish what we'd done earlier. Her little girl voice and her persistent kisses 'won' me over. I know; I'm easy!

We were in bed relaxing. There had been something floating around in the recesses but I couldn't 'grab' it. When it finally surfaced I actually yelped. Shade jumped. "What? You scared me." I laughed and kissed her.

"Sorry babe; I've had this flick of thought and it finally popped. Do any of your companies offer ... I don't know what it's called ... intern programs for college seniors who think they might want to pursue a career in sales?"

Shade pursed her lips and crinkled her brow as she thought. She nodded, saying, "Yeah, actually I think there are. I've never paid much attention as those I've brought on have had experience. What do you have in ... wait, are you thinking about Honey?" I nodded. "Oh my god Destiny, that's a fabulous idea. I hadn't thought of it but she certainly has the right personality for the work if she has the interest."

I shrugged. "Well, we'd have to ask. I have no idea how this stuff works; you'd have to figure it out. But I think it might be worth considering."

"Damn, woman, you're a wealth of amazing ideas. I'll have to talk with her some time and see when we can chat. I'll nose around a little and see who offers what." She looked at me and grinned. "Thank you honey." You can probably figure out how that kiss ended. We barely had finished dressing and primping when the knock on the door came.

Oh my!! Kim looked totally hot! She wore a red PVC mini skirt and white silk blouse with sleeves several inches above the elbow. The button-less shirt had a knot tied above the midriff - her breasts were barely hidden. The fabric's cut and the knot formed a deep V that left little to the imagination and showed off her slender, curvy figure fabulously.

Tasha never made eye contact with us. She wore a white half cup bra and a white thong. Yup, that was it. I'm not sure if someone could be pale and flushed with embarrassment at the same time but Tasha sure looked the part. Honey kissed Kim, jerked the leash and, after kissing us, led Tasha to Kim's bedroom. She turned her head and winked.

I looked at Kim and said, "You didn't!"

She smiled serenely and said, "I sure did!"

"You mean from the car to the elevator all the way up here and to the door ... you really did?"

"Sure did!" Kim turned to Shade. "Where's that vibrating, twisting toy?" Shade headed to the bedroom and came back with it. "Take it to Honey." Shade stared at her sister, looked at me (no help there) and knocked on the door. She came back looking rather pale. I looked at Kim. "Attitude adjustment continues tonight. Shall we?"

A night of partying meant we took a cab. Shade sat between us. Before we left the condo Kim had handed me a crop and whispered, "It's only for show but don't let Shade know." Shade saw the crop; her eyes showed fear ... absolute, abject fear. I hate crops. I despise all of it. I would never hit my lover. I would never inflict pain on anyone ... well, all right. There would be no reason for rules if not for exceptions. If someone I care about was in danger all bets are off!!

Maybe it was the crop; maybe it was her anticipation and excitement about the night ahead. Shade was quiet as a church mouse in the cab. Kim had a tight smile when my eye caught hers. I think we're on the same wavelength. Shade was going to get all she wanted and more. I had a few tricks up the sleeves I didn't have. Wink!

Whatever creature was at the door was wide-eyed when Shade presented herself in collar and leash. She paid the cover and we headed inside. There was music -- loud but not overwhelming. A gigantic dance floor was filled. The bar, on our left, was long and the seats were filled. We got lucky and found a table just as a group was leaving.

After our drink orders were taken I leaned over to Shade, kissed her, tugged at the zipper and said, "Pet, each time someone asks you to dance, the zipper gets lowered another inch or so." I heard Kim snicker. "And, IF it that zipper is undone -- you'll be naked the rest of the night." Kim turned her head, biting her lip. Shade, wide eyed, paled. "Enjoy your night lover!" I led her by the leash to the dance floor. I used the leash to twirl her, hold her arms to her sides, and otherwise tease her. My hands roamed, her eyes gleamed, our hips ground. As the dance ended I felt a tap. I unclipped the leash, smiled at the cute brunette, and headed to our table.

When Shade came back, chest heaving, Kim unzipped the dress perfectly. Shade took way too big a gulp from her drink. My eyes darted to Kim, who nodded. We couldn't have Shade getting loaded, dressed like she is, and out on the dance floor. Kim kissed me and headed away from the table - as we had talked about while Shade was dancing.

The night and Shade's dance invites continued. When she had a chance to sit for a bit I said, "Are you having fun lover?"

Breathing heavily, she looked at me, smiled and said, "I'm not sure I've ever felt so free, so alive, and so sexy in my entire life." Her eyes suddenly clear she said, "You are a miracle! Do you know that?" I had no idea. "I forced you to do something you didn't want to do. You endured, persevered - every damn bit of every last thing you had to do. And, you kept you. You never wavered, never gave in. What was frustrating became ..." she shook her head "it became intriguing. You had something none of the others had -- backbone." She kissed me. "You, who I tried so hard to break, broke me and, in doing so, set me free." I saw tears; she blinked them away. Another tap on the shoulder meant another dance request. She smiled over her shoulder as she headed away.

I was thinking about what Shade had said when I heard a commotion. Instinct led me toward the mass of humanity. I saw Shade, Kim and some dude. Kim stood in front of Shade. Furious, I elbowed and shoved my way to my girl. The idiot looked at me, laughed, and made a move toward Kim. I grabbed his shirt, spun him toward me and hissed, "What part of lesbian don't you get, man thing?"

"You fucking dykes. What you need is a good, hard dick to fix what's wrong with you."

A sneer on my face, I leaned in and spat, "Any time I need a dick, my woman can fuck me with a strappie. There is not a single thing you have that we want or need. Now move it or ..." I eyed his crotch, 'lose it." A bouncer appeared, smiled at me, grabbed the idiot by his shirt collar and belt buckle and carried him away. No, I'm not kidding!

Back at our table, I giggled and said, "Ya know, when the bouncer dude picked up that asshole the way he did, I had a moment thinking what it might be like have him on top of me." The stunned sisters gawked. "Ha! Gotcha!!"

Shade's dress was tantalizingly close to being completely unzipped. I winked at Kim and breathed, "One more dance oughta do it Shade." I took the crop and slid it over bare hills and valleys. Shade blinked, not believing what she heard or what I was doing. A gorgeous redhead whispered in Kim's ear. She pointed at me. I lifted an eyebrow. Kim nodded. Shade grabbed my hand, eyes pleading. I smiled at her. I crooked a finger; the young beauty came to me. I whispered in her ear; she nodded and kissed me. She turned to Shade, slid her hands inside the dress as they kissed, smiled and walked away. Damn. Look at those hips! I looked at Kim, who smirked. I motioned with my head; she nodded.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 10



In the cab, Shade's eyes were closed, head on Kim's shoulder. Kim asked, "What did you say to that girl, Destiny?"

I shrugged, "I told her Shade was more than just my girl friend." Shade opened her eyes and looked at me. I kissed her. "I explained about the dress and the fun we were having with it. The kiss was her way of acknowledging what I'd said."

In the lobby, Shade's head on my shoulder, Kim asked, "May I have a dance with your lady?" I grinned, unzipped the last inch, opened the dress and turned Shade to her sister. The elevator door opened. Perfect! The gay dudes that Shade had spoken of in July, in their own embrace, stared at me, at Kim, and at a collared, leashed, exposed Shade. I smiled brightly when their confused eyes came back to me.

A gentle tap with the crop prodded a mortified Shade. "Mark, Ben, this is my miss, Destiny." They were too stunned to respond. When the elevator door opened, they peeked around the corner as we headed to the condo. I blew them a kiss.

Earlier, before Kim left to keep an eye on Shade, she and I had talked of what we'd do when we got back. I took Shade's dress off. We walked to Kim's bedroom. She opened the door, peeked, turned, and smiled. She put a finger to her lips and waved us in.

Honey winked at us as she fucked a blindfolded Tasha with a strappie. Tasha's wrists, secured in a knot, were tied to a leg by a scarf. Her legs, attached to stockings wrapped around her ankles, were high, wide and tied to the headboard. Kim moved to the bed to kiss her lover. Hand signals were used to give who would spend the night with whom.

I needed confirmation. I took Shade, went to the hallway, and asked, "Honey, are you okay with me spending the night with ..." I blushed and laughed. She did as well. "I'm sorry Shade."

She kissed me, saying, "I know you have a thing for black chicks Destiny. You and Honey have some sort of buzz goin' on. I'm not the least bit worried." She looked in my eyes and said, "I'll be waiting for you in the morning baby. I think Kim and I are gonna have some fun with Tasha!" God I love this woman! Back into the room we went.

Honey crept off the bed, took the harness off, and kissed Shade and Kim. I did as well. I closed the bedroom door. She looked and me and smiled. "Destiny, Kim told me about your trip and the massage. You love being blacked." I blushed. She shook her head. "No, it's okay. I think it's cute that, as much as you love Shade, you have this need. Tonight is your night, the only night, to get your fantasy fulfilled." My head was spinning. Did I hear her correctly? This was planned? All three of them were in on it? I had to ask.

"Honey, was this something you planned?"

She answered by moving behind me, undoing the string holding the collar of my dress, and slipping it off of me.

She came around to face me, now naked, and said, "Yeah, it was." She leaned in and kissed me. Oh my gawd! "Destiny, I don't think you understand how much Kim loves you for the way you treat her sister." Her eyes blazed with intensity. "She tells me everything! She cries sometimes after we make love, telling me about how good you are for Shade. How you give her just what she needs!" So this is 'payment in kind' for me loving my Shade? "Don't get me wrong okay?" She smiled, her fingers sliding over my breasts and down my belly. "I've seen how you look at me with lust in your eyes. Knowing what I did, I gave it back to you." This kiss was a bit longer. Voice husky, she said, "When Kim told me about tonight I asked if we could spend the night together." You what? She smiled and said, "Yeah, I wanted to be with you."

I had a twinge of conscience when we were together on the bed I normally share with Shade. It just didn't feel right. But I'd looked in her eyes and gotten her okay. Nor will I say that Honey's kisses, fabulous as they were, swept away any and all doubts. I'm sure she felt my tentativeness as she took me the first time. Any regret was long forgotten as I screamed, my body completely lost in the pleasure she gave me again! When I began loving her I felt the small smile on her lips as we kissed. She was young, fit, and her lovemaking belied her youth. I did my best, tired as I was, to give back some kind of what she'd given me. When she tipped into it, she pulled me to her mouth as we bucked and ground, hip to hip. I can't begin to describe my surprise when, thinking I had nothing left in the tank, she revved my engine enough to not only start again but take her up and over the peak to her orgasm. As we lay together, finally spent, I wondered what Shade would say about the scrapes and marks on my body and back. Yeah, Honey is a very physical, energetic, wonderful lover!

I woke Sunday to brilliant sun streaming into the bedroom and an empty bed. What the hell! I went to the bathroom, rinsed with mouthwash and went to Kim's bedroom. Three pairs of eyes found me; they all smiled. Tasha was sideways on the bed like I'd been that miserable Sunday night long ago. What had been done to me was being done to her. Honey had that fabulously wicked dildo; Tasha moans were low. I wondered how much sleep she'd gotten. Her mouth was busy with Shade. She motioned to me to take her place. I shook my head.

I whispered to Kim, "Where's the strappie?" She looked at me. "Yeah, I want to fuck her. And while you're at it get the nipple clamps." Kim's eyes widened. "No I don't like her one bit. You and Honey are trying to break her. Let me help."

She walked away shaking her head. Shade looked at me with curious eyes. I couldn't meet her glance. Honey, a little smirk on her cute face, winked at me. I gave Shade her kiss first; she smiled. Honey held my neck as we kissed. There was a lot in that kiss. To let her know I got it I kissed her nose. I left the room and headed to our bedroom just as Kim came back. She followed me as I crawled onto the bed. She put her head in her hand and said, "What's the matter?"

"I don't like her and I want to ..." I couldn't finish. "It makes me ill to think I am capable of being that way. Especially when she's as helpless as she is." I turned away from her and began to cry.

"You're human Destiny. Give yourself credit for stopping. Not everyone would have. Don't forget that okay?" I nodded. "And don't forget, the photo shoot is this afternoon at two."

"What?" She nodded. "Oh my god, in all the excitement about last night I'd completely forgotten. Okay, we have to figure out a way for you to sneak my dress outta here." I was excited again. "Shade is gonna be so shocked."

We laughed. Kim said, "She has no idea what we have planned for her. I bought the lingerie you suggested. Honey has it in a separate bag that she'll bring. And there will be a few of the girls from the sorority too." She kissed me. "Destiny, you're a good woman. Today proves it." She hugged me. "My sister loves you and I love you too."

I pulled her up on the bed, took her in my arms and kissed her. I didn't 'want' her but I wanted to thank her for being so understanding and kind. Everything about the way she responded let me know she knew just what that kiss meant. She had her Honey and I had mine. She laughed like crazy when I told her that.

"You're such a goofball!"

We walked, arm in arm, back to her bedroom. A subdued Tasha was standing in the bra and panties she'd worn last night, a leash dangling from her collar. I whispered to Shade. She nodded and came back with 'the' rain coat I'd worn.

Kim acknowledged my stern eyes with a slight nod. I turned and left the room with Shade in tow.

"Destiny, I've never seen what I saw in your eyes this morning -- anger, rage perhaps. Are you okay? What was that all about? I ... what I saw really bothered me."

No sense hiding it. "You're right. I don't like her and I wanted payback for that day she accosted me in the ladies room." Again, I couldn't bring myself to make eye contact with the woman I love. "As I told Kim, it sickened me that I could think that way, feel that way." I shook my head. "I'm sorry if I you were worried."

"Welcome to the real world Kokolezbo." I looked at Shade, whose eyes danced with laughter. I giggled; she did too.

"Kokolezbo?? My god, I think I'd be stoned and not the 'good' way." More laughter was followed by, as you probably guessed, what happens all too often when we are naked, silly, or just in each others' presence!

Have I mentioned that I love being in love with my Shade?

Okay, I admit that I'm a sneak. I took Shade to our bedroom, in part, so that Kim could take my photo shoot outfit with her on the way out!

After we had showered, done our hair and makeup, it was time to dress. Shade wore a gorgeous red camisole set. The nylon and spandex combination made for a form-hugging fit. Just at the bottom of the cups, laces ran from one side to the other and back, baring her midriff before closing with a tie at the navel. The bra, semi sheer with thin straps, closed in back. Nearly all of her back, except where the cami wrapped just above her butt, was bare. Deep scallops ran high on the front and back of her hips. Garters, front and back, were attached to open fishnet stockings. I added a white lace choker and a little red bow. Despite Shade's protests, she wore a white 'eye patch' to cover her kitty.

I had told Shade she would be in red, Kim and I in white. Mine was a slinky little nothing that looked fabulous! Sheer lace with twin strips of white over my right and left breast, white string around my neck that tied behind. A silver ring, between my breasts, held the fabric but left my middle, from neck to belly button, exposed. The material scooped sharply from under my armpit toward my navel and back out again just about at groin level to dash around back on both sides. About that back. Other than the two string ties, one for the neck and the other for the bra, the material covering my ass was it! 'Covering?' The material was rather sheer. At belly button level, just before the material hurried out and around to the back, were two more silver ring accents that went to my back, the top border of the back of the outfit. To mollify Shade I wore a red eye patch. Sorry those took so long. I hope I painted a vivid word picture.

I'd called Kim for the address of the studio. We arrived just before two. Kim introduced Linda, who would be doing the shoot. A painfully thin blonde, she was dressed in high college fashion -- torn blue jeans, a sweatshirt, and pink New Balance shoes. As arranged, Linda took us on a tour. Honey was to distract Shade while we hurried to change outfits.

We'd seen each other naked; I'd never see Linda again. Kim slipped on a gorgeous solid white backless gown that had a plunging V neckline showing plenty of cleavage. The dress had a ruched waist, a slit way, way up that showed lots of leg. It had sheer long sleeves with a slight silver sparkle that accented the silver heels and jewelry she wore.

Mine was strappy tank style, open back, bright white dress. A low cowl neckline showed off my glories without being too revealing. The dress fell just below mid thigh, showing off plenty of leg; the straight hemline hugged my legs. What set the dress off were the tank straps. They lay over each shoulder, cris-crossing before attaching to the lower back on the opposite side, giving a sexy diamond pattern. I loved the dress. It was sexy and hot, yet sophisticated and alluring.

Shade had her back to us when we came in; Honey didn't. Shade turned, stared, and I could see she was not only stunned but angry. Kim had already removed my collar. She put it on Shade. We were ready for the first picture. There was a blue wingback chair. I sat in the chair. Shade was told to sit on her haunches, hands folded in her lap. My hand held the leash which was attached to the collar. She was to look at the camera with her eyes slightly lowered. Kim stood behind Shade, her left hand on my shoulder. Kim and I had talked about this at length; Kim had told Linda what we wanted. There were nearly two dozen takes with slight alterations in each one.

I asked Honey to get me the body stocking. She did; Kim helped Shade change behind the screen. She came out and shot daggers at me with her eyes. I kissed her and told her not to worry. I turned to Linda and said, "Linda, what I want is for Shade, in front of me, to lean against me, her face the picture of ecstasy and serenity, while one of my arms covers her breasts and my other hand covers her pussy." I smiled. "Does that work for you?"

Linda's grin was ear-to-ear. "That sounds absolutely gorgeous Destiny. Let's do it."

I turned Shade to face me. "Do you believe I love you?"

She teared up. "No, I know you love me. Why?"

"Then, like everything else I've asked you to do, please just trust that this is to revel in and show off our love for each other. Plus, this photo shoot, while just for us, is sort of your 'coming out.' You know -- your submissive side. When you're ready, we'll 'announce' it to the world." I kissed her. "I think you're going to like this picture lover."

Kim and Honey were both off to the side, slightly behind Linda, while the pictures were being taken. I kept my eyes on them; their smiles told me how much they loved the idea!! Linda snapped shot after shot; she seemed very pleased!

In another, an obviously nude Shade, clad in a daring, deep V-front and hip-high slits on both legs, is being nudged toward me by Kim, while appearing reluctant.

In a daring and wonderful shot, taken from behind her, a naked Shade is in my arms as we kiss, her leg in the air, arms around my neck, while Kim, just off Shade's hip, holds the leash. It's as if she hurried to greet me as I came home.

Linda, being the artist, made a suggestion. "Can we do a shot that features a gradually unclothed Shade moving ever closer to her lover until, finally in Destiny's arms, she's naked?"

"Holy crap, Linda, can you do that in one photo?"

She snorted. "Uh, yeah! Don't worry about the how; just trust that I can make it happen." I looked at Kim and Shade. Kim's smile told me she knew Linda knew her stuff. That was good enough for me!

Kim looked at Honey. "Baby, I don't think we have enough lingerie for this. Call the house. Get some of the girls over here with some lingerie. And tell them to hurry!"

She did and they did!! All of a sudden the studio was real crowded. What had been five was now more than a dozen. All the young lovelies, all talking, a very embarrassed Shade, a supremely confident Kim, a hard stare now and then from a much older Destiny ... it was an absolute riot!!

Kim, Honey, Linda and I finally got the peanut gallery to shut up while the shoot was going on. We could hear whispers, giggles and the sounds of kissing and more. The more skin Shade showed the louder the whispers got. At one point all four of us turned, as one, to shut them up. Kim and Honey walked back and forth. Long faces told a tale.

"That's a wrap!" Linda's announcement set loose a storm of chatter and a whole lot more. It was hysterical; think the Christmas party and my 'an orgy has broken out.' Not quite that graphic but only because Kim and Honey ushered them all out! God only knows what went on the rest of the afternoon and night in that house!!!

I invited Kim, Honey, and Linda out for drinks. Kim knew the locale better than we did. She found a place that had a nice selection of hors d'oeuvres. Perfect!! Finger food and cocktails. Me: glaring at a snickering peanut gallery!!

I asked Linda, "Did we do enough? We wanted this to be a remembrance for our first Christmas together?"

She's still so young. She smiled shyly and said, "Destiny, this was one of the most fun shoots I've ever done. The stuff we have to do for school is so stilted. I can't be nearly as creative as I want to be. You and Shade ..." she smiled at Kim "and Kim and Honey gave me license to do exactly what I hope to do when I'm doing this for a living!" Her gleaming eyes found each of us. "Thank you all so much for this opportunity!"

I'm in the present writing about that conversation. I pray that I captured her exultant ecstasy the right way!!

A sly smile from Kim. "Linda, your 'reward' is waiting for you at the house. She's yours for the night." Uh ... Tasha?

My kiss for Linda was warm. I sensed Shade's was a little less so. Shrug. The point of this was for us to have a photo album to remember! If Shade wasn't pleased with how it all happened -- fine! I had a feeling, right or wrong, that when she saw the final picture book, and we picked out the shots we liked, she'd sing a much different tune!!

Anyway, we said our goodbyes. Linda left. I finally got a moment alone with Honey while Shade and Kim were talking. "I think I know why you were up so early Honey but, as fabulous as the night was, I really wanted a little more."

"Destiny, I knew you did. That's why I bolted from your bed. I told you last night that this was your one and only." Her smile and eyes were warm. "You were everything in a lover I thought you might be. I hope I was the same for you." I blushed; she laughed. "You're so cute." Her kiss was soft and short. "Shade's so lucky to have you!" She hugged me.

Kim? She pulled me close when we kissed. I knew just what her hands and lips spoke of. When she looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, "I love you," I was surprised. But it was easy to respond in kind. I love her too. I am so fortunate to have my lover's sister care about me enough to say 'I love you.' I'm smiling as I write.

They protested but I insisted. A cab took them to their house and took us home as well.

"Do you want to go somewhere for dinner," I asked.

Shade smiled that smile and said, "Home!" Oh dear!

I played along. "What would you like for dinner dear?"

A wolfish grin, "You remember how Honey had Tasha bound?" Can someone call me an ambulance?

I heard that!!

"Uh, yes dear, I do."

Still in the cab, she climbed and straddled me. Her eyes burned with desire. "Would you let me do that to you tonight?"

I whispered, "Reach between my legs for your answer!" She grinned and kissed me.

After we'd paid the fare and tipped her, our female cab driver said, "I should be paying the two of you for the show!"

First came that devil of a vibe. I'm not going to tell you the name of it. This is a small portion of a comment from 'someone' who's used it. "Thankfully, it fits my body well and provides strong vibrations (among the strongest of rabbit vibrators I've tried). I also love how the shaft vibrates as it runs while the tip frantically circles and the shaft rotates."

Amen sister!

Shade decided that, since I was in no position to argue, she would rummage around in the gift bags. Sigh.

"Oh look!" Bitch looked at me all wide-eyed and innocent. "It's a g-spot stimulating gel! Hmm, I wonder if it works on nipples." Eyeroll. She smiled as she spread it on my nipples; I moaned as she kissed me. It tingled and cooled.

"Well that seems promising. Let's see how that feels on your clitty." Oh fuck! The pearl is getting enough of a workout from this damn toy. Now she's gonna add the gel? Oh my god!! I screamed as another orgasm took hold within seconds. The gel cooled and the rabbit ... I'm sorry, this is just too damn hot. I'll be back in a bit!!

Okay, I think I'm better now. Where were we? Oh yeah, the gel cools and it's so smooth that it makes the little rabbit thingie even better for your pearl. I screamed bloody murder when Shade pulled the blessed torture from me. She put a healthy dab of it on my g-spot and put the vibe back inside.

I didn't want the pleasure to end but I begged her to take it from me -- after a while. I needed to feel my lover's body on mine. I needed her hands on me, her mouth on mine, her body pressing, slipping, sliding and grinding with me. She had asked me if I would let her take me any way she wanted. Well of course I did. Sure, she's learning what she needs as a submissive. I love her. Can it be wrong to play the way she wants? If that's wrong honey, I don't want to be right!




Shade's Destiny Ch. 10



And no, I didn't have to ask her to let me loose from the restraints. Shade knew when enough was enough.

My head was on her tummy when she asked, "What happens next?" Huh?

"What do you mean babe?"

"I mean ... this contract thing is a joke." I stared. "Oh come on; we're way beyond that. Have you thought about what comes next?" Silly woman; of course I have.

"Yeah sure, how could I not? I just haven't said anything because I didn't know when would be the right time."

"Okay. Well, Christmas is a week from Tuesday and New Year's Eve is the following Monday. I already have reservations made for New Year's Eve -- restaurant, hotel, and party."

"You what?"

"Don't you screech at me! I'm the boss remember?" I arched an eyebrow. We both laughed. "Okay, when it comes to work I'm the boss of you. When it comes to us you're the boss of me." I wasn't quite sure what I'd just heard.

"What? Say that again would you?"

"You heard me. I'm the boss there; you're the boss here." I giggled.

"So do I get you a collar that says 'She's the Boss?'" Oh my god how we laughed.

"Shade, things are going fabulously. Let's not rock the boat right now okay?" She nodded. I grabbed the gel, held it over her head, and said, "My turn." She groaned as I kissed her. No words were spoken the rest of what was a very late night.

I had persuaded Shade to hold interviews on Tuesdays and Thursdays to coincide with her sessions with Martine. The exception was Honey. Finals ended on Wednesday the nineteenth. We met Honey for lunch near the campus, which had pretty much emptied. Shade had made her phone calls. I had called Honey and told her what the interview was about.

After going into detail about this and that, Shade asked, "I know you've spoken to Destiny. Does this interest you at all?'

"Oh my gosh yes. I mean, there's a lot I don't know but I'm very interested. And the idea of starting part time while finishing school? That's even better! I know the holidays are here but I can't wait to do the tests that you spoke of and see how all this turns out." I looked at Shade; the look passed between us.

"Okay Honey. We'll have you come in next week to do the test. It won't take very long. There's some paperwork too. But either Kelly or Destiny will help you with all that."

"Shade, may I ask a question?"

"Well of course!"

Honey's eyes were on me as she spoke. "Was this Destiny's idea?" Shade looked at me and grinned.

"Yup, it sure was. My honey has an eye for talent Honey." We all laughed.

I chipped in with, "Just to be clear Honey, the reason I suggested this is because I think you have the personality for it. There's no way to find out without actually doing it. I think getting some experience under your belt before graduation gives you a leg up on some of the others."

Shade agreed. "Destiny's right. Personality isn't everything; competitiveness, empathy ... there are any number of other factors that are needed to succeed. I think you're the right person. We'll see."

As we drove back to the office Shade asked, "What do you want to do tonight?"

"Well, we still have to shop for your sister and Honey. You have your appointment with Martine tomorrow. We need to get a tree and arrange for delivery. We better do that sooner rather than later."

"Uh huh. And when do we make love?"

"You have appointments you maniac. There's always time for us to make love. You make sure of it."

She made puppy eyes. "You're making fun of me."

I laughed. "I love you. It's crazy good that you want me all the time." I'd probably regret this but I said it. "If you had your way, you'd have me on the couch before you go out on your appointments." Geez! She did too! Complain? Me? Heck no! Maybe one of these days I'll learn to keep my yap shut. Maybe not!! Wink!

Vicki McCutcheon is married, 30, a stunning red head with long legs, a gorgeous figure. She was thrilled to have an interview so close to Christmas. She and hubby Scott had a two year old. She'd been home with the baby and decided it was time to get back to work. She had a fabulous interview and agreed to come in on the twenty seventh to take the aptitude test. An experienced agent, the test was a formality. Honey would be taking hers the same day.

As we drove to Martine's for Shade's appointment, we talked about Vicki.

"I like her. Isn't she beautiful?" Shade cut her eyes at me. I laughed. "You're so easy." She gave me the finger. "She's experienced, has had success, and is eager to get back to work. I like her personality. I think she'll fit in with the rest of the group."

"Do you think that being straight is going to be a problem?"

"Shade, we've talked about this before. That's not even part of the discussion." She made a face but nodded. "Do you think there needs to be a memo or discussion on Monday about this if you decide to hire her?"

"We."

"We what?" She looked at me. "You mean 'we' as in both of us making the decision?"

"Of course I do silly. You sat in on the interview. You'll sit in on the next one after the test. We'll make the decision."

"Uh, okay. I know it's early but she gets a thumbs-up from me."

"Yeah it is but I agree. I think she's got a chance to be a good one." We had parked, walked to the office, and continued to talk as we waited for Martine. My goofball was sitting so close to me she was nearly on my lap. Martine took a look at the two of us and laughed.

"Am I interrupting something?"

I smiled. "I think Shade needs therapy. She's wonderfully over-sexed." Shade turned and stuck her tongue out. Martine laughed and laughed all the way into her office. I sighed and shook my head. Yeah, I was still smiling.

Apparently the hour went by pretty quickly. It felt like they'd just gone in when the two of them came out, both laughing.

"With next Tuesday being Christmas, we've decided to cancel Thursday. Shade said she had some interviews. I hope the two of you have a wonderful Christmas and New Year." She looked at Shade, "And I'll see you in two weeks." I stood and hugged her.

"Merry Christmas to you too Martine. Do you travel for the holidays or will you be home?"

"Oh, I have my children and their families for Christmas Eve. It's always such fun." We said our goodbyes.

In the car, we were trying to decide where to go for dinner.

"The kids are all home from college, there are Christmas parties goin' on and it's just too crowded and too noisy."

Shade said, "Would you prefer to just have dinner in?" I looked at her. Her eyes glittered. I shook my head.

"Anywhere you want to go is fine with me." She laughed.

Shade had the Penne Pasta -- roasted veggies, garlic marinara and pasta with fabulous garlic bread. I had the wine style chicken, which was marinated in white wine, garlic and herbs and was served with herb rice and steamed veggies. We had a very nice chardonnay I wasn't familiar with. Our server had picked a winner!

"Do you know if your sister and Honey have plans for Christmas Eve?"

"No, why?"

"Well if they don't, let's have them over for dinner. We can decorate the tree, give them our presents, and have a nice night. What do you think?"

Shade reached and took my hand. "I think you're marvelous for including my sister in our plans. Course I know the real reason is so you can see Honey."

Why not play along? "Damn, I can't stay ahead of you. Pet." Shade giggled. I saw her left ankle peek out from under the table -- the ankle with the bracelet. "You like that don't you?" Oh my god those eyes!!!

"What I like is the way you've guided me. It's as if you're wired into my head. You know just what turns me on and when to do it." She was getting flushed with excitement as she spoke.

I dipped my fingers in the water glass and flicked them at her. She laughed. "Honey, I have absolutely no clue what I'm doing with any of this. It's hit or miss, completely off the top of my head. Thank you. If I'm doing it 'right' ... I made quote marks with my fingers, "then I'm glad. But it's not like I know what to do."

The server came by and asked, "Is everything all right here?"

Looking into Shade's eyes, I answered, "Can you please bring us two glasses of ice for our water?" Shade laughed. The poor dear didn't know why or what. When she brought the glasses, I asked, "Dinner was delicious. Can you please box the rest for take home?" She smiled and took our plates.

My sweetie asked, "Is someone in a hurry to get home?"

"My someone." More giggles.

The food was in the fridge, the lights were turned off, and we lay in bed. What moonlight there was filled the room. I know it hasn't really been that long, just since July, but it was still so wonderful to feel her warm skin next to mine. Every inch of her was as known, tasted, and touched - as I was by her. Her hunger for me? I'd be lying if I said I could match it. But it certainly didn't mean I ever was lacking in desire.

"What do you want to do tonight?"

"Exactly what we're doing right now ... kissing, touching, loving."

"Okay."

The room was quiet for a while as we did just that. Then Shade giggled.

"What?"

"I was on an appointment. There was a doctor's office down a few doors from where I was going. This cute young mom was with her baby who had a pacifier in her mouth." I smiled. "I thought to myself, 'I'll never, ever be able to look at a baby and a pacifier the same way ever again!'" Oh my god how we laughed!!

And the room wasn't quiet again for quite a while!!

The way the holidays fell meant there would be no Monday meeting Christmas Eve or New Years Eve. So on Friday the few who got their checks came in.

Lindsay spent a few minutes while we could.

"What are you and Shade doing for the weekend and Christmas?" I told her some of the highlights and asked about her plans. "Oh, Claire and I are going to be with our families." Oh? "It will be hectic and we can only hope the weather cooperates but it should be fun." I felt stupid for not knowing any of the details.

"Claire? Where is her family and where is yours?"

Lindsay blushed. "I guess we've never talked about her and me. Her family is in Dubuque. Mine is in the Quad Cities. It's not that bad a drive from one to the other but it's getting there that can be kind of dicey."

I nodded, knowing that part of the country a wee bit. She's so drop dead gorgeous you'd want to eat her alive. Me: smiling. We were sitting on the couch in my office. The kiss was soft and lovely. There had always been a little hint of what might have been -- but we both knew we were better off the way things were.

We hugged. "Merry Christmas Lindsay; I sure hope everything goes smoothly weather wise. Please be careful. And we'll see you after the New Year."

"Thank you Destiny. I know you and Shade will have a fabulous Christmas. I'll pass along your good thoughts to Claire." A hug and she left.

I knew she'd be busy. The tug on my heart was too strong. I called Stacy, my eyes filling as I pressed the send button.

"I was hoping you'd call." My throat was impossibly tight. Please keep talking honey. "How are you?" Aw crap!

I croaked, "Fine." She laughed.

"Still lying through your teeth huh?" Just that little bit of humor did the trick! Any wonder why I miss her.

"I miss you so much and I know you're the busy bee rushing and doing. I'm fine; we're fine. I think we're going to spend Christmas Eve with Kim and her girlfriend Honey. We'll decorate a tree, do presents and whatever else."

"Oh? Kim has a girlfriend?" I blushed in spite of myself.

"Yeah, since their freshman year. Honey is a real cutie. Kim's found herself a keeper. In fact, I recommended Honey for a student sales position starting after the New Year." Silence.

"So you like her huh?" Bitch knows way too much about me!!

"Stacy, she's really sweet, a great match for Kim and yeah, I like her. Shade and I think she has what it takes to do well in the insurance business. I was the one who suggested it."

"Right. And?" God I hate her!

"I hate you." She laughed. "She's gorgeous and she's fabulous." More laughing. "Shut the fuck up!" The tears started again. "I miss you so much."

"I know. Things are wonderful here. We're getting settled, the kids are so happy that Daddy is home." Silence. "I miss you!" Three goddamn words said with such emotion!! I tried but I couldn't stop the tears.

"I love you too. Merry Christmas." I hung up the phone and let the tears flow, my head on my arms on my desk.

Shade's voice was soft. "Is everything okay with her?" I turned and buried my face in her chest. She held me as I cried.

When I was finally able to talk I said, "I'm sorry Shade. I feel like crap for feeling like I do. I love you so much." I shrugged my shoulders.

The whole time I'd been crying she'd stroked my hair, rubbed my neck and held me. When she spoke there was no anger, nothing negative. "You two had something real, something good. I'm sorry for the way I dealt with her. I know it hurt her - and you. I just couldn't bear ...." her voice broke, "losing you."

After I'd calmed down and cleaned up I went to find Kelly. I asked her what they had planned.

"We'll be with his family Christmas Eve and mine on Christmas. We switch every year. That's the way a lot of families do it I guess." I wouldn't know. "What about you and Shade?"

"We're going to have Kim and Honey over for dinner Christmas Eve, then decorate the tree and exchange presents. I have no idea what we're going to do Christmas day."

"Any progress finding someone to replace Stacy?" I had to gulp hard. "Uh oh, you talked to her?" I nodded and tried to smile. "It's still hard huh?"

"Yeah, just like I'm sure it is with Dawn." She nodded. "And you love your Kelly just like I love Shade. Pretty crazy isn't it?"

"Yup; there are days when I think I'm going to just come apart. I've been moody; Kelly's noticed. Naturally, he cares but doesn't know what's behind it." She looked at me. "And I can't tell him."

"I guess the best thing is that she's gone. And she seems happy and settled in. Shade and I are fabulous together. I hope you can be happy with your guy."

"Oh I love him." She gave me a cute little smile. "I have a feeling I'm going to get a lot of new lingerie for Christmas. What a weekend we had after the party!" I laughed and hugged my friend.

"Make him take you with him. Make him sit in a chair while you try it on." Her eyes got real big. "Give him a 'lap dance.' And tell him he can't touch you." She'd started giggling at lap dance and was laughing when I finished.

"Oh my god that's so funny. I can't imagine why I didn't think of it. I'll do it." She kissed me. "What a fabulous idea Destiny. Thank you so much!"

Destiny Langan: marriage counselor. Eyeroll.

I told Shade about my chat on the ride home. She laughed. She made an unexpected left turn. Next thing you know she pulled up in front of a well known lingerie chain. I didn't even know they had a store in Chicago. All the ones I knew about were in the suburbs. But I'd only been here three years. Next thing I knew, we're doing what I suggested to Kelly.

Except that a certain someone always takes it one or two levels beyond. She was fully clothed. Me? Not so much. I was wearing a black stretch chemise that's a cross between swiss cheese and open fishnet stockings with strategically placed 'solid' black hearts. I was on her lap; her mouth and hands were busy. I desperately tried to keep quiet as she desperately tried to bring me to orgasm.

I finally fought my way off her lap and tried on her next selection. It was a sky blue stretch lace dress that was scalloped just above my breasts -- front and back. Bell sleeves came just below my wrists. It came in five colors and included a thong. Fat chance I'd ever be wearing that! She liked the blue; I liked the ruby. I gave in; we bought both!

Shade had peeled the top from my breasts. Her fingers were as busy as her mouth. I heard a soft moan. I leaned and whispered. She stopped; they were very faint but the walls were thin. Quick, short breaths and the telltale sound of busy fingers from the dressing room next door.

"Do you hear that?" I whispered. She smiled. She upped the attack. I gave up and moaned. Soft giggles let us know she heard me. Did she know we heard her as well? I lifted her chin so that Shade's eyes were on me. "Please," I begged. She stood, pushed me to the chair and brought me to a shattering cum very quickly. I didn't care a bit who heard me.

It's the kind of story people tell and you roll your eyes. And damn if it didn't happen! As we left our dressing room, a short redhead exited hers. With a shy smile she said, "Thanks, I needed that!" Looking over her shoulder, she winked as she exited the store after paying for her purchases. We giggled, knowing we had 'inspired' the girl to masturbate.

As the lovely brunette rang up our purchases, she looked at a rather disheveled me and a cat-ate-the-canary Shade and asked, "Did we have fun today?" Bitch!

I shut her up by saying, "No, she would only give me two orgasms." I smiled sweetly, took the bag and credit card slip, and out the door we went. She watched, slack jawed, as we climbed in the car.

Shade laughed the whole way home!

After dinner we talked about what to do. I mentioned that there was a smallish ice skating rink near Wrigley Field. That was met with whining.

"It's cold."

"Uh huh, that's why it's ice skating. We can put more clothes on.'

"I've never skated."

"What?'

Shade made a silly embarrassed face. "Go ahead and laugh. I don't know how."

I shook my head. "Figure skates give good ankle support. It's been a long time for me too but I'll help."

"Do we have to?" My two year old lover. I tried to think of how to get her to agree.

"If you do this, you can pick whatever you want for tomorrow?"

"Really?" Oh my god, what have I done? A Saturday night of sex. Well, there's good and bad in everything.

"Yup; you get to choose whatever your little heart desires." I'm digging the hole deeper.

Shade hurried to her phone. She had to be talking to Kim; it was way too fast and not in English.

"Okay, let's get dressed and go." Uh oh. Bring shovels and throw lots of dirt on me. I'm in trouble.

We were dressing. "Wear pantyhose lover." She looked at me. "I mean it. It helps hold heat in." I hadn't even thought about this. I wasn't sure either of us had pantyhose. We both wear thigh highs. I guess the old me wore them. Whatever ... we layered like crazy.

It might have been two of the funniest hours I've ever spent in my life. I'm not the greatest skater in the world but I can make do, especially in figure skates. Shade did a hysterical imitation of lobster fighting a pot of boiling water. Her arms flailing, she bent this way and that, her ankles turning in and out. I had an arm around her waist and my hand on the closest arm. I was lucky she didn't break my nose!! I think the cursing was in French. It was directed mostly at me.

There was a restaurant not too far away. I 'bribed' her with the offer of hot chocolate. And sex.

We sat next to each other in the booth. "You actually looked a lot better the last half hour or so. You seemed to be getting the hang of it." She glared. "No honey I mean it." She glared. "Okay, I laughed. It was funny!" She glared. I sorta whispered, "But think of the great sex when we get home." She glared ... but with softer eyes.

The owner (I think) brought our hot chocolate. He looked at me and said, "Do you want something for that eye?"

I glared at Shade. She was looking out the window; I could see her reflection in the glass. She was biting her lip to keep from laughing. I shook my head.

"If I get a black eye at Christmas from thisssssss ..." She had turned, slid a cold hand up under all the layers, into my bra and had her cold, cold fingers on my nipple. "You bitch." She pinched, I eeked. "God I love you!"




Shade's Destiny Ch. 10



We were naked, the clothes long gone, breathing hard after making fabulous love. "What's the plan for tomorrow night?"

"Kim and Honey will be with us." Yeah, I figured.

"I know. What have you two conniving bitches come up with?"

"Shall I tell her you called us that?"

I slipped my fingers between her legs. "You'll tell her nothing pet. And I'm going to make you whimper. You're not to cum without permission. Do you understand?" I bent to take a nipple into my mouth. I hugged it with my lips, teasing with my teeth. Still no answer; I nipped the nip.

"Yes miss," was the soft, breathless reply.

She did whimper!! Several times, if you're keeping score at home. You already know she's not very tall and she's very slender so it doesn't take all that much time to love every inch of her. The whimpering started when her toe was in my mouth as my fingers teased her pussy. I swished my hair, batted my eyelashes, grazed my fingertips. Any attempts to grab and hold me were met with hissed threats.

She had turned over to her tummy. I continued. You really don't want to know what I whispered in her ear. Wink! That as my fingers were buried deep inside a now thoroughly soaked kitty. I caught her grinding her hips into the mattress, which earned her five quick smacks on her heinie. I wasn't sure if that whimper was from the smacks or frustration.

One of the whimpers came, after turning back on her back, when I fed her my soaked fingers. At my whispered command she held her legs behind her knees as I breathed on her pussy. She knew I had to be so close; she squirmed trying to find my mouth. I giggled. I slid a finger, just to the first knuckle, into her. She bucked wildly and whimpered when I took it away. I dragged my tongue from her pubic bone to her mouth, my body on top of hers. Her kiss was wild with need.

"How badly do you want to cum?" The response was part whimper, part groan, part sob. "Tell me what we're doing tomorrow." She laughed. I kissed her and nipped her lip. "How badly do you want to cum?" She lifted her head to capture my mouth with a kiss.

I was so fucking horny I needed to cum as badly as she did. I met her hips, wrapped my arms around her and we made crazy, wild, monkey-sex love. I have no idea what that means but we both needed to cum so badly it didn't matter. We couldn't stop; one would catch her breath, the other would start. And vice versa. On and on into the night we went.

During one break, (we needed to pee) as we splashed cold water on our faces and each other I asked, "Gonna tell me?"

"I need more orgasms before I give it up." Smile. She did!

Author's Note: As ever, this is a flight of fantasy; completely fictitious. If there is any resemblance to anyone walking among us my apologies. Another author put it so well: "The site is free. The author is 'paid' in comments and votes." I hope you've enjoyed yet another chapter of a rather long tale. Still more to come!!

Well kids, 2013 is here. This chapter might be published around the exact date I began writing. Yup! This has all been done in a rather short period of time. Honestly -- it astonishes me! Many of you have been with me along the way. And many have come aboard as time has passed. I treasure every comment and email.

One chapter left for our girls. Another story is in the works -- editing has been put aside to finish this. I hope everyone enjoys the party and the rest. The final chapter is full of fun and surprises!! It will be ready for your enjoyment as soon as possible. Thank you all ... and Happy New Year!!!



Shade's Destiny Ch. 11



Saturday was lazy, crazy and sexy. It also had snowed overnight and continued through much of the day. The bedroom windows were spectacular regardless of the seasons but snow somehow seemed so pretty and innocent as it fell. That innocence was lost as soon as you stepped outside or tried to drive! It also wrecked our plans to buy a tree! Oh well, we weren't very concerned about any of that for most of the day.

I mentioned that I wished we had a tub and a shower as we began to get ready for the crazy night ahead. Shade smiled. The snow changed our plans. Kim and Honey would take a cab; we would too. We would cab back to the condo.

Shade insisted we both dress to be sexy but not too much; bra, thong, and short, revealing dresses. Okay, well, it was going to be a group effort and a really fun night so I did as she asked.

The doorman told us we were lucky the cab came as quickly as it did. He was right. Location, location, location!!

We arrived before Kim and Honey. The club was jammed, the music pounded, the dance floor was a mass of slinky, sexy women. The stage? Empty. I stood and waved Kim and Honey to our table. Kisses and hugs as they began to unbundle.

I suppose I should explain. It was a bar that catered to women. Tonight was amateur night. As in, sexy strip tease ... only pussy had to remain covered. It was around ten when it began. A tall, lean, scantily clad brunette screamed into the mike. The crowd, buzzed with anticipation and fueled with booze, screamed back.

A table pushed a woman toward the stage. Short, young, pretty, brunette, she was one hell of a tease!! The room let her know how much they appreciated her. Next? Ya know how you have a sense of what's what? I thought there were a few bridal parties on hand tonight ... and more than one bride-to-be showed her goodies. The laughter and screams from the table as the lovely did her thing was the hint.

The music pounded, the liquor flowed, the women danced. Another one left and I felt hands on my arms, hips and ass and I was lifted from my chair and pushed toward the stage. I turned; all three were laughing. Hands grabbed at me and pushed me toward the stage. Oh my god!

I'll do anything my lover wants, anywhere, anytime. I've been naked in front of the entire office for god's sake! So why was I completely mortified, fully clothed, as the screams and the music pounded at me? I looked at the table. Shade, Kim and Honey were clapping, laughing, and screaming -- though I had no idea what they were saying.

My new normal? I felt my eyes fill as I thought of Stacy. I thought of Shade, on the dance floor, as she whispered to me that first night in the club. Destiny, give 'em a show.

I did!

I strutted, I flaunted, I teased. I let a little show at a time. I heard some of the words but not all. I kept my eyes on our table and Stacy in my mind. I lifted my skirt and dipped my hands into my thong. The crowd went crazy when I gave my finger to a little thing at the edge of the stage. I felt hands on my legs, my hips; I moved away before they got higher.

I shrugged the dress from my shoulders, cupped it to my breasts and undid my front-clasp bra. I opened the bra; the crowd screamed. I slid the straps from my shoulders, gave them a peek, turned, bent, and shook my ass.

The bra gone, I lowered the dress ... and slowly slid it down until it was at my hips. I swayed, eyes closed, and mimicked my hand plunging into my pussy. I let the dress fall to my feet, rocked my hips, threw my head back and screamed.

The room screamed with me!! I slumped, pretending to pant, as if in the middle of an orgasm. The room exploded in applause. I curtseyed, grabbed my bra, pulled the dress over my shoulders, and fought my way back to the table.

"Which one of you bitches is next?" All three laughed. Well goddamn! I'd been punk'd!!

You want to know the funniest part of the night? There were prizes. I was one of the top three finalists. My applause was (I thought) louder, by far, than the winner. But I won $250 for second place!!

We didn't pay for a drink the rest of the night!! They just kept coming ... so did the kisses and gropes from those in the audience. And I'm thirty nine!! Cougar me baby!! My birthday? Shade knows. Kim knows ... Stacy knows.

It was really, really late when we got home. We said good night and headed to our respective bedrooms.

Shade slithered as she whispered, "Do you know how fucking hot it was watching you?"

"Baby, if your eyes were any indication, yeah, kinda."

The brilliant morning sun was what woke us Sunday. No, that's not right. It's what roused us from sleep. What woke us was, as you might imagine, her doing what she does to me. This me writes that with a big ole smile.

Yesterday's snow and today's bright sun meant a cold day. And we have to get a tree today! That was among the topics as we snuggled under the covers. I mean all the way under the covers, whispering to each other like sleepover teens.

Shade, being Shade, brought up last night again. In the back and forth, I said, "I think we can say that the girl from Kokomo is officially gone." She laughed.

"Yeah, I'm damn certain 'she' would never have been as fabulous as you were lover." I moaned again as her kiss warmed me up. "We can buy one hell of a tree with your prize money."

"The hell with that; I'm buyin' something special just for me." Pouty face. "What?"

"You mean you're not sharing?"

"Excuse me; were you up on that stage?" Pout. "Were you shakin' it?" Bigger pout. "Were you the one who got punk'd by her so called friends?" She laughed.

"Speaking of friends, what do you think they're doing right now?"

I rolled my eyes. "The same thing we were doing." Oh geez; that look! Quick, change the subject. "I think I made quite a few Koko-mo tips than any of the others too." Shade laughed.

"Where do you come up with that crap?"

"Crap? Crap? Why I oughta ..." I did! She liked it!!

When I told the other two they laughed as well. Picture the four of us, cold, naked, munching on muffins and drinking coffee and hot chocolate.

Shade whined, "I'm cold."

Kim said, "So turn the heat up." I looked at Honey and winked. A smirk; she slid from her chair and crawled to Shade. The heat did get turned up and then some.

Kim, Shade and Honey were bundled up to the point they almost couldn't move -- almost. I don't know. I was born in New Jersey a long time ago, spent many a cold winter in Indiana, so the only thing about Chicago's winters was the icy wind off the lake. They hustled into the cab and whined when we found a lot that seemed to have a bunch of trees left.

My two year old looked the first tree she saw and said, "That one." What a baby! And she wouldn't even kiss me. "Your lips will stick to mine it's so cold." The other two doubled over laughing at her.

We finally found a tree we liked. Kim and Honey were sent to flag down a cab while I talked to the lot dude about delivery. Yes, tomorrow was fine. Yes, morning was fine.

"Okay, well, the address you gave me isn't that far. The tree is fifty dollars. Add another twenty five for delivery."

Highway goddamn robbery is what it was!! I fished the money out of my purse and gave it to him with a dirty look.

Shade had hightailed it to the cab. The three of them were shivering. They scurried from the cab to the lobby and made fools of themselves in the elevator.

I did it intentionally of course. They screeched when I suggested we go out for lunch! I did mention we'd have to get the girls back to their house so they could get clean clothes for Christmas Eve and Christmas.

"Can't we wait to do that tomorrow? Maybe it will be warmer?" No, it wasn't the two year old. It was Honey.

"Besides, why do we need clean clothes?" That from Kim. Uh oh. I had a feeling!

"Or clothes?" Geez!

I remember reading an article that some woman wrote. She opined that a woman, after having an orgasm, is 'lit' (she said aroused) for up to an hour. That may account for some of what happened Sunday. I'm not exactly innocent. I was the one who showed Kim and Honey the various uses for the g-spot gel. (They loved it!) We also found out that grape jelly is kinda messy. Maple syrup? Very, very good! I was so glad we didn't have any honey in the condo. Imagine hearing, "Honey, would you like my honey to put some honey on your ..." You get the idea.

We scrounged for food. No mayo? Eat your tuna fish on toast. With maple syrup. The food thing got to be a little like poker. I'll see your tuna on toast with syrup and raise you a waffle with peanut butter and pickle juice.

Did you know that mustard and ketchup make for a really good smiley face when the mustard is put on nipples?

Shade peeked when I wrote that. She suggested Asian mustard; said it's sweet and sour. I told her she was too.

You say you'd gag if you had to eat sour cream and Worcestershire sauce on a tortilla? What if the reward was Honey?

There was that one time when three of us were in the shower together. It was a tight squeeze. Four of us? Uh huh. Four wet, naked, giggling, highly aroused women, completely at ease with each other. I'm not sure how clean we got but at least the stuff on our bodies got rinsed off.

Shade's not happy with me (I'm writing in the present) calling her a two year old. I'm ignoring her.

Anyway, the food fun was first and then came the shower. We had the rest of night ahead. We had a deck of cards. Fifty two cards equal thirteen each. I suggested eight items of clothing apiece. Anything anyone wanted.

When everyone was back I set out the 'rules.'

"Simple; high card takes a piece of clothing from the low card. First one naked has to do whatever the winner of the next hand says. If two are naked they have to do whatever the high card says. The game goes till everyone is naked."

The energy in the club last night was fueled by alcohol and lust. Ours was fueled by familiarity and love. And lust!

They don't call it 'gambling' for nothing! Early on it looked like Kim would be the first one naked. She not only wore thigh highs but socks and glasses. Shade protested about the glasses as 'clothing.' Kim lost the shoes and socks.

I thought I'd surprise everyone by taking off my bra first. Shade told me I was a show off!

Kim one-upped me by taking her panties off first; she put them on Honey's head. Uh huh, the visual is correct! Grin.

Shade lost three: garter, stocking and stocking ... to derision.

Fortune, the cruel bitch, destined me the first to be naked. We laughed when Shade said, "Finally Koko-mo naked."

Several hands gave me a reprieve. Kim's high and my low gave her the upper hand.

Cruel and fabulous: "Lick Shade's pussy for thirty seconds." Oh this is going to be some kind of fun night!!

Honey was the next to be naked. That was fabulous and dangerous. The sisters took full use of every advantage.

Thankfully, Kim was the last to be clothed. After several delicious hands, she too joined the rest. We three descended on her; it was late when we said our goodnights and headed to our bedrooms. Giggles, whispers, and kisses ... finally, sleep.

In something of a rarity I woke before Shade on Christmas Eve. It may have been the sun; her head was on my shoulder. I thought about my life and this slender slip I love so much. No one from my past would believe I could be where I was, with who I was. I'm excluding you know who. Shade was right. I don't know how she knew but she was right.

Kokomo me thought I knew what love was. This me? I smiled. I turned, kissed her, and woke her with a furious passion that left her shivering, quivering and breathless. That 'aroused for an hour' thingie? I think I need to find the author and let her know what she said is true!! Shade proved it to be true ... in spades!

The four of us were a sight. Doe eyed, clearly sleep deprived and starving. Toast, coffee, hot chocolate and one last bagel were breakfast. I have no shame. After nuking a waffle and putting margarine and syrup on it, I put margarine on my nipples and drizzled syrup in the valley. None of them moved from their chairs. I pretended to ignore them ignoring me.

None of them made a move so I did. I offered Kim a nipple, Honey the other. By the time I'd gotten to Shade the drizzle reached kitty. She pushed me back on the table and enjoyed the taste of maple syrup.

The lobby buzzer ... oh my god, the tree was here.

Kim told the doorman to buzz them in. I yelled at Shade to get the black bell sleeve dress.

"Kim, Honey, you two hide in the kitchen out of sight." Shade brought me the dress. I stepped into it and pulled it up over my breasts.

Kim said, "Destiny, you don't have anything on ..." She shut up when I glared.

Shade asked, "What about me?" I pointed to the table. "You mean I'm gonna be naked?" I smiled my sappy sweet smile. "Can I at least have my back to the door?" Kim and Honey snickered.

Two young dudes gawked when I answered.

"Morning boys, come on in. The tree goes over there." I lifted my arm and pointed. They ogled me. One of them caught a glimpse of Shade. The blonde dude got on his knees to guide the tree to the stand while the moron with the Green Bay Packers knit hat tried to get the tree straight as he looked at me every few seconds. Finally I'd had enough. "Keep your goddamn eyes on the tree. I want it straight so it doesn't tip when we decorate it tonight."

What Shade didn't know was that 'back to the door' didn't help her much. The tree stand was behind the couch and they could see her from the side. Oh, she'd crossed her legs and her arms, to cover her breasts, but she was still naked.

I saw Honey peeking around the corner and winked at her.

Finally the two of them seemed to think the tree was upright and locked in place. As they left, Packer idiot said, "You and your girlfriend have a nice Christmas."

Just before I closed and locked the door I said, "You and your boyfriend have a nice Christmas."

Kim and Honey laughed as they came out from the kitchen. Kim said, "Does that look straight to you?"

Honey said, "If it is, it's the only thing here that is." There's no way to top that!!

There was no way around it. We had to go food shopping. Shade was wearing the collar and nothing underneath 'the' raincoat -- which was ridiculously big on her. She whined enough that Kim clipped the leash on and handed it to me. Honey couldn't stop laughing.

Shade was still pouting about being naked with the tree dudes and having to wear the collar and raincoat. "Honey," I asked, "did Kim tell you about the Saturday Shade and I went food shopping?" Shade glared at me. "Pet, do you really want to wear the leash in the store?" Shade lowered her eyes. "Well?" She shrugged. "Dip your finger and give it to me?" It was soaked. "Okay, so you do. What do you think Kim?"

It took Kim a few minutes to catch her breath. "Um, how about, 'I've been a very naughty pet.'" Even Shade had a smile on her face.

"Okay, that works. Honey, you want to hold the leash?"

"Sure. Who does she have to say it to?"

"I don't care. You and Kim decide." Shade, flushed with excitement, groaned. "What, do you need to cum lover?" A moan and a nod. "Say it out loud pet."

"Miss, I've been a very naughty pet. May I please be allowed an orgasm?" The plaintive tone of her voice was too much.

"Kim, did you bring the egg?" Shade nearly broke her neck looking at me, eyes wide with shock.

"Yup, sure did."

"Give it to your sister please." She did.

We were in the covered garage. I turned off the car. "Go ahead, put it in." Mortified, she did. I kissed my honey and said, "You're a very good pet. You may have one now and one in the store." My god the windows fogged up quickly!

The high heels were Kim's idea. The 'naughty' elf hat from the party was mine. The three of us were bundled for the cold. Shade had on a raincoat, heels, a leash and the hat. Kim had the controller. I walked a few paces behind. They picked out some doozies for Shade to say her thing to. The store was crowded and we didn't need any trouble.

Kim is really evil! She waited until we were in the very long, slow checkout lines before turning up the egg. Shade leaned against me, gripping my hand tightly. When the cashier was ringing up the food she saw Shade's flushed face and frantic eyes and asked, "Is she all right?"

"It was a long night. She got a little buzzed at the party." I heard the muffled laughs. "She's more tired than anything else. Aren't you pet?" Mortified eyes from Shade; the cashier's eyes were confused and curious. I smiled brightly as I swiped Shade's credit card. "Have a very Merry Christmas. I know we will." We took an escalator a floor up to the garage. The store had an electronic thingie for the shopping carts.

We took the girls to their house. They bounded out a few minutes later and scurried back to the car. Ah the young and their energy. Kim and Honey shooed us to our bedroom while they put away the groceries.

Shade was under the covers as I undressed. "Did you enjoy yourself babe?"

"Lover, I get so goddamn turned on and I hate it too." Her eyes searched mine. "Did you ever feel that way?"

"Oh sure, there were a few times here and there. A lot of it wasn't really fun. I mean, I like most of the girls in the office now but back then, while there were a few, most of the time it wasn't much fun." Her eyes slid away from mine as I talked. "But I'm not really as submissive as you are. You've taken to this like a duck to water as they say."

Shade brightened. "I know! Who knew?" She shook her head. "All this time I was afraid. Afraid that if I let this part of me out someone would take advantage." She stopped and pulled me down to her. "And here you are Destiny Langan. The woman I tried to break, the woman who fought back, the woman who gave me my true self." She kissed me. "The woman I love so much."

I kissed her and said, "The woman I love so much."

The love we made was sweet and tender as we took our time with and for each other. For as often as we're intimate there are always those special moments that stand out. At least for me, that Christmas Eve afternoon will be one of mine!

The bed was empty when I woke up. Damn! I had to pee. Eyeroll. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. The tree was already more than half decorated. Geez, and I didn't even know where the damn ornaments were. A few minutes later each of my breasts had an ornament on a nipple.

You're wondering? Ya know the silver thingies that the ornament hangs from on the tree? Well, it got wrapped around a nipple and twisted tight. Not tight enough to hurt, it just pinched a little. Wink. There was another hanging from my belly button adornment. Nice huh? My adornment had an ornament! Honey wanted to put ornaments in my ears. I insisted the hooks be dowsed in rubbing alcohol.

"So, I have two ear ornaments, two nipple ornaments, and a belly button adornment ornament."

Kim laughed. "Try saying that after about six eggnogs," as she handed me a cup of the stuff.

"What's in this?"

"Eggnog." I glared. "Eggnog!" She kissed me. I tasted more than eggnog on her lips. Sorry, the joke's too obvious.

"Why am I the only naked one ... again?"

Honey deadpanned, "Because you're the oldest."

"So this is how it's gonna be?"

"But you love me!" Oh my god how I blushed. Kim laughed.

Shade had a chance to get even. "Would you two lovebirds like some private time?" All three of us shouted her down. She was upset and went to sit on the couch.

"Shade, come here." She stood in front of me. "Take that robe off." My voice was whisper soft; my eyes weren't. God she's so cute! I pulled her to me so that she straddled me. I pulled her close and kissed her, hot and deep.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 11



"You're all that I want. Yeah we all have our silly, intimate, sweet moments together. But we all know who the couples are. We're one. Kim and Honey are the other. We all love each other. But you're my girl. Not Stacy, not Connie, you!"

I pushed up off the chair with my hands. Shade put her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my hips. I'm not all that strong; she just doesn't weigh very much. I sort of duck-walked to the couch and set her down. I reached under the cushion, felt for what I wanted, took it out and handed it to her. A slender box with red paper.

"Merry Christmas honey."

Kim came and sat with her sister. Honey stood with me, arm around my waist. I looked at her and winked. She smiled.

Shade took off the paper and opened the box. She dropped it on her lap, put her head in her hands and cried. Kim, who had tears, motioned Honey to come behind Shade. She whispered. Honey took Shade's collar off and held her hair off her neck. Kim closed the clasp after sliding the collar around Shade's neck.

I reached under the cushion for the other box and handed it to a startled Kim. She opened the box and looked at me with tears in her eyes.

"Shade, look," she said. Shade looked, burst into tears again, jumped off the couch and into my arms. This time she nearly knocked me over. I turned around and gingerly walked backward to the couch. I felt hands on my shoulders to guide me. I sat when I felt the couch against my calves. Shade held on for dear life with her legs, arms, and mouth. Honey unglued Shade's arms from my neck so Kim could put the collar around it. She did -- and fastened the clasp.

Gabie had made two collars: 'Destiny's Shade' and 'Shade's Destiny.'

Kim kissed my cheek; then kissed Shade's. Honey did the same. I heard their bedroom door close. I turned us so that we lay on the couch, Shade on top. This love was sweet and furious and fabulous. And I have no idea how long and I've either forgotten or never cared. Shade cried before, she cried during, and she cried after we made love.

She's not 'mine.' I'm not 'hers.' We are a couple. The collars? They're more symbolic than anything. They're more about the couple than roles. Isn't that right pet? She nodded.

She'd been pestering me the whole time I wrote that, trying to distract me. I kept typing; she kept pestering. She finally got so frustrated she went around to the front of the desk and crawled underneath. She pushed my legs open, slid off my panties. Damn. I'll be back in a while -- I think!

I just looked at my story about my Shade and me. My lord; way back when I think I made a joke about 'War and Peace.' Sheesh, I keep thinking of the silly escapades that have happened along the way and want to tell you about them. I don't know. They seemed funny, or cute, or touching ... whatever. So I just try and find the right words. Are you enjoying this? I hope so! It's okay if you're wondering if it really happened the way I'm telling it. I'm laughing. Trust me, neither of us can believe it either!!

Anyway, it's a bright, warm summer day as I write. But I have to go back to Christmas Eve and tell you more about that.

Kim and Shade made dinner. Honey sat on the couch with me and asked about the collars.

"I must have changed my mind about a couple dozen times. Poor Gabie, she must have been so frustrated. I called her a lot. I went back and forth between plain old collars and the way they turned out." I turned on the couch so I was facing Honey. "I don't know if this makes sense but the collars are more about us as a couple." She smiled and nodded.

"I think I do understand. You don't domme Shade. You encourage and, what's the word ... nurture her submissive self. You help give it life; give her what she needs ... wants." She held my hand. "I've never seen you say or do anything that's the least bit humiliating or hurtful." My turn to nod! "I've seen you push the envelope with her; Kim told me she'd talked to you about that." Shade popped her head out of the kitchen and glared. "Oh you just go cook pet." I laughed.

"Thank you Honey!" I kissed her. "You really have captured it perfectly in a few sentences." I shrugged. "I told Shade not that long ago that I have no idea what to do." I shrugged. "It's more about watching her reactions to my suggestions." I heard Kim's laugh in the kitchen; followed quickly by Shade saying something, in a sharp tone, in their language.

We both heard the 'crack.' Shade appeared in the doorway, rubbing her ass. "She smacked me with the spoon."

Honey and I couldn't stop laughing. It was a little while later that a very subdued Shade brought the dishes, laden with mouth-watering food, to the table. I had purchased a magnum of my favorite Pinot Noir. Yeah, I like the wine but I had something up my sleeve for after dinner 'entertainment.' I know you're surprised!

After we were seated, plates full, glasses filled, I lifted my glass and said, "Merry Christmas to my family. I love you." We clinked glasses; they repeated what I'd said.

Kim and Honey offered to clear the table and do the dishes. Dinner was spectacular. Details? Nah, not necessary. Besides, the rest of the night needs to be told. While they were in the kitchen, we headed to the bedroom to find their presents and ours. My 'big' gift was already done.

We sat on the living room floor. Shade and I had shopping bags full of goodies. The first was a 'couples' gift -- a candy cane strappy. The two of them giggled. Unbidden, Honey took off her panties. Kim slid the dildo in her pussy; in and out it went for a minute or so. Honey did a fine imitation of a woman in heat, moaning, grabbing her nipples, etc. Shade and I were in hysterics. Kim took out the plastic and slid it into her mouth, making lewd sucking and groaning noises.

She looked at us after one more lick and said, "I prefer my candy dipped in honey."

I don't think Honey knew that one was coming. I hope I've given you enough about us all that you know how hard and long we laughed. The night's escapades were only beginning!

We gave them individual gifts and couples gifts. Salon gift cards for each of them. The amounts were high enough so that they could be used multiple times during the coming year. Gift cards for local cinemas are always nice. The double headed dildo was another couple's gift. I, uh, got the impression that would be used tonight. Wink! They both squealed when they saw the g-spot gel. I feel you sista! Oh yeah, there was a two-pack of pacifiers! Hers and hers ... enjoy ladies.

Shade and I argued about one gift: anal beads. I mentioned we didn't know if they were into that sort of play. Shade said she understood; either they'd use them or they wouldn't. I recommended we get an anal lube ... just kinda because. We have our own set -- of both. I also have my very own butt plug. Isn't that special! We'll see.

We didn't go too far overboard. Some fun things, some useful things and, hopefully, some enjoyable 'couple' things.

A look passed between lovers. Honey went into their bedroom and came back with something kinda big, wrapped in holiday paper with a red bow. She handed it to me. I looked at Shade; she shrugged. I tore off the paper, gasped, and looked at Shade. She was as surprised as me.

It looked like a 'book' of the photo shoot Linda had done with us. The cover had a cut-out that featured me in the wing back chair, Kim by my side, and Shade in her kneeling position. Oh my god, she'd done such a good job.

We each crawled to the other two and hugged and kissed them. The four of us oohed and ahhed, giggled and laughed at the pictures. The time lapse photo turned out to be sooooo much more spectacular than I ever could have dreamed of!! It caught Shade in the perfect poses of losing her scant lingerie until she was naked, wrapped up in my arms. Linda had somehow snapped the picture as I remembered. I thought of the moment -- my smile was radiant, thinking of my honey, naked, in my arms. We looked at each other; smiles, sighs and soft, lingering kisses.

I was curious. "Did you two ask the others who were there what they thought?"

Kim chirped, "Destiny, most of them had met Shade. Not as many knew of you." She smirked as she looked at her sister. "Only a few were with us that night at the club. Not only does Linda have a great future ahead of her but, the school being in this huge metropolitan area, there are hundreds of alums who will hear about her. She'll do very, very well!"

As we turned the pages I couldn't have agreed more. She'd done so much more than take pictures. The angles, lighting and such gave 'voice' to her gift. I told Kim and Honey that Shade and I would do everything possible to help Linda.

The arduous task of selecting the final snaps was not for tonight.

"Is anyone up for some fun this festive, fabulous Christmas Eve?" Smiles and nods all around.

"Okay, everyone put on eight things just like last night." I looked at Shade. "And NO shoes!" She grinned sheepishly.

We scurried to our bedrooms. As you might imagine, my minx had to have a taste of her honey. Sigh. Ain't it great!

Kim and Honey teased my rather weak knees and doe-soft eyes. I learned that a woman in the flush of her orgasm is not capable of making bad eyes. Smirk.

There were squeals and protests when I announced we would be playing 'Strip Twister.' (I'd actually found instructions online if you can believe it!) I mean, who doesn't know about Twister?

We debated about teams. Honey, Kim versus Destiny, Shade? Or mixed? We decided to leave it as couples. Green, yellow, blue, red ... how funny! Add a couple and you have 'our' colors!! We debated about who would spin first.

If a player couldn't reach all of her spots the winner would have the loser take off whatever she wanted. The winner kept playing, the loser spun while her partner played.

The comments were scandalously funny. I can't and won't try to remember them all. I fell once I was laughing so hard. And I wasn't the only one who did. Imagine how lewd (and hysterical) it got as we all lost pieces of clothing!

Kim's comment about candy dipped in honey had given me an idea. We each had a candy cane in our pussy as we played the game. That led to some rather hysterical scenes. You might find yourself in a position to try and take the candy cane from another's kitty with your mouth. Also, it was agreed that if a candy cane fell the group would choose a penalty.

That explains how I came to wear the egg for an hour. And why Kim had to wear a pacifier for a couple of rounds. (Try that the next time you play Twister!) And why Honey had to bring each of us to orgasm. (Guess who suggested that!)

Shade may have escaped the candy cane caper unscathed but she was the first one naked. The rules said she could continue. But if she 'lost' she had to do whatever dare the winner demanded.

There's where the fun began!! The night, and thus the details, became so fabulously erotic that I'll leave most of it to your imagination. You're welcome!

I'll give you one little bit ... Shade had to spend sixty seconds between her sister's legs. It was enough time to get Kim revved up but not enough to 'finish the job.' No, it wasn't the first time it had happened. But none of us had been with each other in such a funny, intimate way.

It was well past midnight, and cold, when we hugged, kissed, and wished each other Merry Christmas.

Together under the covers we whispered. "Destiny, I can't even find words for your gift." We were, as always, so close our bodies may as well have been one. "It's so cute and just perfect." She made her shy smile face. "I can't believe you did them both. I thought you might do mine but not both." Her eyes, already warm, became the kind of hot that meant it would be a while before we slept. I'm smiling as I write!! "You, me, us ... we're so incredible." She kissed me. "Merry Christmas lover!"

Merry Christmas indeed!

Vicki and Honey took their tests and did a whole lot of paperwork Thursday. There wasn't much for Kim to do so she had come along. She sat in Shade's office while all the busy work was taken care of. Vicki wasn't terribly concerned about how long it might take for the tests results to come back.

"Do you have any idea when you might know something?" she asked.

Shade shrugged and said, "It's possible we'll hear something late the week of the seventh. I'm guessing you'll hear from one of us the following week. If we're ready to make a commitment to you are you able to start right away?"

Her blue eyes gleamed. "Yes. It's my good fortune that you have a position open. It's near where we live and, if things do go well, I'm looking forward to meeting everyone and jumping right in." She shook our hands and wished us a Happy New Year. It was the first time Shade had worn her collar at the office. If Vicki noticed she never gave any indication.

Honey had joined Kim in Shade's office. Kim brought the subject up. "Shade, isn't this the first time anyone from work has seen you with your collar?" I smiled.

"Yeah; I was a little nervous but she didn't seem to notice that both of us have them." She looked at me for confirmation.

I deadpanned, "I thought about the leash but decided against it -- this time." Everyone laughed. "Shade, I was impressed that Vicki took the time to call and confirm the appointment. That sort of attention to detail makes me more confident that she's the right person for the job."

Shade nodded. "I agree." She turned to Honey. "I'll look into licensing classes. I want to get you signed up so you can get going right away once the results are in."

"Okay; just so you know, classes start on Monday the seventh. I'll get my schedule online and give you a copy."

Kim looked at me. "May we use your computer Destiny; we can get both our schedules as long as we're here."

"Yeah of course, go right ahead."

After they left I turned to Shade. "What about having Kim work part time with Kelly? It will give her something to do and give Kelly some much needed help."

"Well, it's not really the ideal situation. After all, Kim will be getting a full time job after she graduates. But at least she can help out however many days a week she's available. I guess you two could job share."

I nodded. "That was kind of my thinking too. There are days I'll be busy with my stuff. Okay, we'll figure it out. What are we going to do tonight?"

"Since the four of us are here, I thought we might go out to dinner. I don't know about the rest."

"We could go downtown for a carriage ride. I don't think that's something the girls would do on their own."

Kim and Honey thought it was a fabulous idea. We parked, made a reservation for the carriage ride (who'd have thought that was necessary) and headed to Water Tower Place. Shade and I shopped for dresses for New Years Eve.

We headed to dinner afterward. It was fabulous. We agreed that each would have something different and share. Honey had a Caesar salad with grilled chicken breast. Kim had veal Marsala. Shade had filet mignon with broccolini. None of us had ever heard of it. The server explained it's a hybrid of broccoli and some Chinese thing. (I forget now.) It looked like celery with a broccoli crown but was very good. I had the whitefish with sautéed spinach in a white wine sauce.

We talked during dinner.

"The ride sounds like fun. An hour, in this temperature, should be just about enough," said Shade.

Honey looked at Kim and said, "We don't spend much time in the area they told us the ride would go. It sounds like fun."

Kim agreed and said, "I'm just glad they offer blankets."

"So you two can make out under them?" I couldn't resist. "Did you see the sign that says sitting on laps isn't allowed?"

Never one to back down from a challenge, Honey said, "Yeah, I was hoping to sit on your lap!" Bitch. Yes I blushed!

I reached and took Shade's hand. "I'm sitting next to my honey. You can sit next to yours Kim." I stuck out my tongue.

The carriage ride was fabulous. We all agreed on the way home that, even in the cold, we could have gone another thirty minutes or so. Chicago is gorgeous around the holidays. State Street was busy, Astor Street has some magnificent old buildings, inner Lake Shore Drive gives a fabulous view of Navy Pier, and Michigan Avenue is, well, Michigan Avenue.

It was still early. None of us had anything important to do Friday so we stopped for a drink. Honey sorta, kinda dragged Kim on to the dance floor. Shade leaned over and kissed me.

I smiled. "What was that for?"

"Oh I don't know. You're kind of cute and I thought if I kissed you I might get you to sleep with me later."

Oh, okay, so she wants to play?

"What, you think I'm easy? I just jump into bed with every woman I meet on a first date?"

"Yeah, actually I do. Not just jump into bed but drop to your knees and lick her pussy."

I blushed. "Bitch!"

"Uh huh, your bitch."

"And what? You think I'm just going to swoon, drop to my knees and do you right here in the bar?"

Brown eyes were hot with lust. "It could happen."

Two can play that game. "You're forgetting who's wearing whose collar missy!" I reached and fingered her ... collar. "If there's gonna be anyone on her knees it will be Destiny's Shade."

While we were talking, Shade had gotten up from her chair and was standing in front of me, arms around my neck, having pushed my legs apart. What was spoken came between kisses and other mischief.

"Does my miss have any instructions for her Shade?" That damn tongue toyed with my ear as she breathed the words.

"Pet, why are my slacks buttoned and why are your fingers not in my kitty?"

As if by magic, they were.

As those fabulous fingers did what they do, she whispered, after the kiss, "Is that better miss?"

"Yuh huh," I croaked.

My eyes were closed, her lips on mine, when I heard, "You two are simply scandalous." I gave Honey the finger. Oops! I felt a hand grab mine. That finger wound up in someone's mouth. I groaned. Uh oh! I felt my hand being pulled and that finger? It wound up somewhere wet and warm. And it wasn't a mouth! Geez!

I didn't know whose warm breath was in my ear until I heard the whispered, "I'm glad you came along when you did Destiny. Sooner or later I would have had to claim Shade as my submissive." My eyes flew open. "No, don't say anything. Just know that you are what I would have been. And it's better this way too." Tears filled my eyes.

I felt my hand move again. I heard slurping sounds and then, "My Honey is delicious isn't she?" I don't know if Shade could hear the exchange. I kinda, sorta think she could because her hand, already busy, worked furiously to get me off. Plus, she was smiling as we kissed.

Shade gazed into my eyes. She had to know how close I was. Please baby, please. She slid her fingers from me. Noooo!

"Okay, we're outta here." She looked at me and winked. "Honey, want a taste?" She did!

In the parking lot, Shade tossed the keys to her sister with one word. "Drive."

She took me in the back seat of her car. I was a bitch in heat and willingly let her lead. She lifted my left leg over the back of the seat and pushed the right leg to the floor. The other two had seen me naked. I was shaking with need. The launch sequence had started back in the bar. Countdown had been put on hold till we got to the car. Sure I was surprised that she actually took me. Damn glad of it too! But what sent my ship rocketing into orbit was when Honey put the front seat back, turned, and after unbuttoning my blouse and lifting my bra, loved up on my breasts.

The sensory overload was perfect; I screamed when I came. One hand pushed Shade into my writhing sex; the other held Honey's mouth to my wonderfully aching nipple. I just enjoyed the sensations that washed over me. Shade surprised me by slipping what felt like her little finger into my ass. She knew that wasn't exactly my favorite but tonight, for whatever reason, it felt amazing. I had a funny thought. I was a bowling ball. Her thumb teased my clit, three fingers curled deep inside me, and a baby finger in my butt. I sighed as the pleasure ping ponged from my breasts to my clit and back.




Shade's Destiny Ch. 11



Back in the condo, rather jelly legged and a silly smile on my face, I kissed Kim and Honey goodnight. They thanked us for dinner and wonderful night. After our bathroom routines and undressing, we lay in bed.

"Did you hear what Kim whispered to me?"

"Yup, sure did."

"Any thoughts?"

"I love you." I laughed.

"This I know!"

"I'm not sure if she really would have Destiny. Plus, she knows I wasn't ready to let that part of me out in the open. And I'm not sure if I could handle my little sister in that role."

Yeah, I'd had that last part in my head as well. "Well I guess things happen the way they do for a reason. Now will you please make love to me?"

She did.

The only notable thing we did over the weekend was select the pictures we wanted from the fabulous photo shoot. Shade shocked me when she said she wanted the picture of me in the wing back chair and the rest to be our family Christmas card. Yeah, Christmas was last Tuesday. But it showed her in what could not be mistaken as a submissive pose.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Shade smiled and nodded. "Absolutely! I've given it quite a bit of thought." So much for knowing what's on the mind of the woman I love!

"Well, aside from you being a jerk for not sharing earlier ..." I grinned, "if you're okay with it I am too."

Oh my god those eyes. "Does my miss wish to discipline her naughty pet?" Uh, yeah! And she liked it.

New Years Eve -- finally!! After waking up the usual way (eye roll) we pretty much lounged around. I don't know what they do but Kim and Honey laughed at us when we finally made our way out of the bedroom. Kim had Honey pour my coffee and make Shade's tea.

Once I had some caffeine in my system I asked, "So what do you two have planned for tonight?"

Kim giggled and said, "Since you two are going to be downtown overnight we're having a par-tae! Just about any and everyone we know who's in town will be here. We're gonna tear it UP!"

I looked at Shade and said, "Are there locks on our bedroom door?" Laughter filled the room.

Honey said, "Can we at least drag your mattress out here?"

Shade glared at her sister, saying, "If you bitches break anything there will be hell to pay."

Never one to back down, Kim rolled her eyes. "Oooh, big talkin' big sister. Did you get permission from your miss?"

Busted!

We had our dresses and the rest in a travel bag and makeup and sundries in another. The kisses and goodbyes were warm.

It puzzled me that Shade had the doorman hail a cab but whatever. We checked in without a problem. The room was fabulous ... fireplace, a California King, walk-in shower and a gigantic hot tub. If I didn't know better I'd have thought it was a honeymoon suite.

I just know you'll be shocked that my honey wanted some play time before dinner and the rest of the night. I teased her that I was a cheap appetizer before the main course. She laughed but it didn't stop her from doing what she was doing.

You can probably guess how our hot tub thing went. I love this woman and she wears me out! I needed a nap.

Instead we got dressed and headed to dinner.

"I wonder if our waiter dude is going to be here tonight."

Shade laughed and said, "Why do you think I made the reservation in your name?"

We'd really gone all out with our choice of outfits for the night. Mine was a strapless luxe bandage design that came to mid-thigh and showed no cleavage. Never fear! The girls were on display in the gorgeous red dress covered in red sequins that added to the eye catching effect. I loved the way the form-fitting bodice helped hold my glories at attention, for attention. Shade really liked the back zipper that would allow for a quick escape later. Imagine that! I wore three inch red patent leather pumps with silver heels and silver studs on the toes. Silly, but Shade liked them.

Shade chose a sleeveless color block dress, black on the left side and white on the right, with a low V-neck and a hem that fell to mid-thigh. It had a black on black and white on white belt with two silver reverse 'U' buckles. Sexy, but not sexual, she looked fabulous, especially with her black and white heels and silver bracelets that made the silver buckle pop. The dress had a hidden zipper. I knew where it was! It's supposed to be cool in the shade; my Shade looked smokin' hot!

When we bought the dresses Shade tried telling me the colors and design were a perfect symbolism for what she was and who she had become. I told her that she was retarded. She pouted; I laughed. I knew what she meant. She needed to learn she could trust ... trust herself and who she gave her heart to. I'm proud of her and I love her!

The idiot host looked like he recognized us. At least that's what I told Shade when we were seated. "So if the Chuckster is here you can be sure he won't be taking care of us." Well, well ... apparently he wanted another crack at us.

"Good evening ladies. You both look smashing." Not a bad start. So go for the jugular.

"Well thank you Chucky; how was your Christmas?" The smile froze and disappeared. I smiled. "Let's start with a dirty martini for my honey and a vodka gimlet for me. Shade, would you like an appetizer?" She lifted her eyes to meet mine. I was biting my lip; I'd said it that way on purpose. Yup, it looked like it was gonna be one of those nights!

Shade said, "I'll have the poki salad." Huh? I looked at the menu. Oh my god. It was steamed octopus and ogo seaweed in sesame oil. No, no, no ... we're not sharing!

I think I trumped her very nicely! "I'll have the steamed clams." Shade's eyes sparkled with mirth. The Chuckster thanked us and left.

"Steamed clams? Really?"

"What? You're eating seaweed so shut up."

"No, that's not what I meant. Do you think he got the joke?"

"That goof; are you kidding?" Apparently even our Charles has 'people.' A young black lady and an older dude brought our drinks and appetizers. Shade smirked as my eyes followed her swaying hips.

"Have you ever wondered how I knew so many of your little secrets Destiny?" I was puzzled. "I found your diary."

"You what?" I know I nearly screamed that. Heads turned.

"I can't believe you haven't figured it out, smart as you are. The tattoo, the belly button ring, and yes, Etienette were all courtesy of your diary." I know my jaw dropped. I suppose I should have guessed. She'd had people go through my apartment. Someone must have found it.

I shrugged. "I suppose I ought to be angry with you Shade but it's pretty much water under the bridge now." I thought I'd drop my own little bomb shell. "I want you to let the apartment go when the lease is up. I want to live with you."

"Really?"

"Well yeah; I mean, Kim's gonna graduate in the spring. She'll find a job with no problem. Honey's going to start with you soon after the first of the year. They're a couple just like us. Let's plan on finding a place just for the two of us. The only thing we don't have that I'd like is a balcony. A place nearby that has a balcony. What do you think?"

"I, uh, I ... okay."

I laughed. "Well said." Irritating as ever, Charles intruded. "Give us a few minutes." I didn't even look at him.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Hell yeah I'm sure. This isn't how my life was supposed to go but whatever. We're a couple remember?"

"Can we get our dinners to go?" I laughed long and sorta loud.

As we ate our appetizers I thought about just how crazy life can be. New Years Eve was when the idea of writing about this crazy life of ours first entered my non-writer's mind. How's that for a confession! I told Shade.

She laughed, "Are you nuts? You want to write a story about the two of us? Who'd believe it?"

"Hell if I know. I'm hardly a writer, though that's just a detail." I had a thought. "Hey, do you want to really mess with Chucky and order the exact same thing we did last time? You know ... the trout and duck." Shade did. I laughed.

"Okay, but let's switch. You order the duck and I'll order the fish." Perfect!!

The mother Chucker was appalled when I ordered the Malbec. My eyes told him to shut the fuck up. He slinked away.

When the entrees were presented we switched, as planned. The light conversation continued.

"Are we going to this New Years Eve party and staying till midnight?"

I laughed. "You're insatiable."

"It's Chicago. We can turn on the television and watch the New Year come in. I want to be with my ... Destiny."

"Good catch! Okay, that sounds fine to me."

Dinner was fabulous. My Shade was mouth watering.

Oh sure, we danced a little. The band really was very good. They did a bunch of old favorites and some hot new stuff. It seemed most of the crowd was around our age so there was some decent energy in the ballroom. Most of the room was for dancing and the celebration. Tables were scattered along the walls on two sides. There had to be a half dozen bars.

We both knew it was time to head upstairs after another slow dance. The elevator was quite crowded. I wasn't sure if it was late arrivals or others, like us, who wanted to ring in the New Year in private. Most likely both.

By mutual agreement neither of us had worn a bra or panties so undressing was a formality. Shade was beneath me, our bodies as close as our mouths. So many 'new' things since July -- this was another. After we had teased and pleased each other, the dance began in earnest. Whispers became moans became cries of ecstasy.

The details don't matter. You know how we make love. Tonight? A little extra spark added to the pleasure. I know I was ready to give as well as take any and everything she had to offer.

After a potty break and splashing cold water on our faces and each other, Shade turned on the television. She moved to the door and picked up a little white envelope I hadn't seen. Without comment she slipped it into her purse, took a couple of things from it and set them on the table.

We sat on a bench in front of the bed, arm in arm, as the year turned. "I love you babe," I purred after the kiss.

Shade had tears. She swallowed hard and said, "You really are my Destiny!" I smiled.

She stood, took my hand, and led me to the fireplace. She reached for and handed me the paper she'd taken from her purse. I looked at it. Holy crap, it was the contract I'd signed that awful Friday. I looked at her, confused.

"Let's celebrate by burning this waste of time Destiny. There's no need for that nonsense. Not now, not with the woman I love." She tore the pages in half and handed me mine. Flicks of wrists sent the paper into the flames.

We both had tears. The kisses were warm. She pulled away, went to the table and brought one last item. My diary!

"This is yours; do with it as you wish." Her eyes were warm and wet. Kokomo? A lifetime ago. Into the flames it went.

We loved each other long into the night. Toys? None were needed this night. Shade had her Destiny and I had my Shade. Absolutely, positively everything we both needed.

No reason not to start the New Year off with a 'bang' right? That was written with teeth on lip. Eventually we got around to ordering breakfast. And eventually we got around to eating it. And eventually we needed to check out. The phone was a persistent reminder we were way past checkout time. See this finger in the air? Check that out!

In the elevator I asked, "How are we getting home?" Shade smiled. As we exited the elevator she ripped open the little white envelope. I watched, confused, as she handed the little slip to the valet dude. Off he scampered. I looked; she smiled. What on earth is going on? A green Lexus pulled up a few minutes later.

The dude held the driver's door. Shade said, "I believe that's your car." It's what? She smiled that smile. "Yup. My lease was up. Not only did I get the 2013 version for me but I sold your car, got a fabulous deal and got you one too."

"You what?"

She laughed. "You don't remember? You signed the title over to me. I've been paying the garage fees and insurance. Kim has taken it out for a spin now and then to keep it in good working order. The salesman just about cried I beat him up so bad but I had a trade in and was leasing two new vehicles. Do you like it?" A green Lexus GS350. I'll be damned.

Epilogue

Well, there ya go! Six of the craziest months a woman could ever have. A life turned upside down and inside out. An unknown cocoon ripped to shreds. A life and love, unthinkable such a short time ago, emerges in its fabulous brilliance. Those words could have been written about either one of us.

In no particular order, here are some of the tidbits that are noteworthy from January to today ... mid-July.

Honey attended the first sales meeting in January. Tasha didn't. It seems Tasha just up and left. Nobody has heard from or seen her. An interesting note -- we talked about our collars and work. Shade wanted to wear hers. I offered to wear mine as well. It was, after all, more about us than about either one of us. While there was some back and forth about my wearing mine, in the end I agreed not to. If Shade wanted to show off her new self to those who work for her I would do as I've always done. Support her fully! She asked and Honey shrugged when I looked at her, so I led her into the meeting on her leash. You could have heard a pin drop. She also wore her butt plug (in public) for the first time. Wink!

Honey is doing very well. She and Kim both graduated with honors. As her classmates began to get jobs and get about the business of the rest of their lives she's begun to bring in her share of new business.

I'm learning more about Shade's business. A few companies Shade has a certain kind of contract with have what are called 'orphans.' They are clients whose agent is no longer with the company. Shade gave Honey a bunch of them to jump start her. She didn't throw Honey to the wolves. Experienced agents accompanied her early on. She's persistent, personable, and beginning to understand the value of getting referrals. Shade's very pleased with her progress to date.

Kim? She had more job offers than fingers. She had two that were especially appealing -- one in Silicon Valley and one in Austin, Texas. We all urged her to take the one that gave her the best career choices. She chose to stay in Chicago so Honey could begin her career with Shade.

"If I'm as good as everybody is telling me I am I'll have offers in a year or two." She looked at Honey with a look Shade and I recognized. "We'll be just fine here and we'll be with family."

Kelly? Well, Shade announced at the January meeting that I was going to be in charge of all things administrative. Kelly, after the meeting, asked me if that meant I was her boss. Uh, yeah.

"Does that mean I'll be under your desk too?" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Shade, Shade, Shade!

"When was the last time you did that?"

She shrugged and said, "It's been a while I guess." Her eyes showed her confusion.

I took her hand and led her to the couch. "Kelly, you're married with a family. You're a valued member of this Agency. You're my friend. No one will be treated that way again in this Agency. Is that clear?" Eyes filling, she nodded.

Shade and Kim's family came to Chicago for graduation. Hello Mom, hello Dad, hello controversy. Her parents were, as Shade told me before they came, very old school. That both daughters were gay and that the four of us were living under one roof was more than a mild shock. To their credit, they seemed to sense that both daughters were very happy and that each couple was genuinely in love. The weekend, which could have been a firestorm, was little more than a brush fire.

I'm doing what Shade and I talked about -- taking a more active role in the day-to-day of her business. Her production and income have risen dramatically. Vicki McCutcheon? Spectacular! She jumped in with both feet; she's got a shot at top producer if she keeps up the pace. Shade's only at one Monday meeting -- at the beginning of the month. She also has lunch every month with one of her agents. The office is humming along rather nicely.

Stacy. Are you're wondering? Think 'out of sight, out of mind.' So it seemed - for her. The part of me that is her friend was happy that she and Matt found what they thought was their 'dream home.' She was so excited about being pregnant again. She asked about us. I gave her the most vanilla answer I could. Sigh. She'll always have a piece of my heart.

What else is there? Oh, Christy and her Brandi got married in late spring!! They were radiant, the picture of joy. Hmm!

Oh my god, I can't believe I didn't mention this earlier. Martine surprised me when, late in February, she asked me to come to Shade's appointment. She said she was releasing Shade as a client, saying that she thought she had made enough progress to manage on her own. She looked at me and said, pointedly, "With your continuing help."

I'm guessing you know how I let Shade know how happy I was for her!

Shade listed the condo late May. We figured the housing market would carry us through September. That meant that Kim and Honey could take over the lease on my old apartment. That it was furnished would save the kids some money.

We had found what we wanted fairly quickly -- not a mile away from where we were. The shocker was how quickly our, uh, Shade's place, sold! She had the agent set a closing date in early September.

Shade asked where I wanted to go for that special date, July 13th, which happened to fall on a Saturday.

I hemmed and hawed with no real clue. Besides, after what she'd done to me the night she asked, I could barely breathe, let along have something resembling a cogent thought.

Why, after all this time, didn't I know what was coming from my fabulous minx! She suggested a certain clothing optional island. In July? Are you freakin' kidding me??

We spent a delightful, romantic weekend at Martha's Vineyard.

We left Friday, arriving in Providence, Rhode Island late afternoon. A limo took us to the ferry at Quonset Point, which took us through Narragansett Bay to what is actually an island. A rental car, a couple blocks away; took us to our hotel.

It was small, it was very old, it was pricey and it was absolutely exquisite in every detail. Features included colonial-style furnishings, a two hundred plus gallon hot tub and a screened porch (both covered by awnings) that could be accessed directly from the room. There was a refrigerator that may have been bigger than what we had in the condo. Shade 'teased' that we might never have to leave the room. My icy glare, which only I knew was a tease, silenced her.

Do any of you know of those commercials for a 'personal-size pool' where you swim against water jets that keep you in the middle of the pool? Does that help paint a picture of how big the hot tub was? Except we didn't swim.

After Ms. Insatiable had her way with me we headed to find food for the fridge. I know you're surprised. We asked at the front desk for a really nice restaurant. They recommended a place called Detente, gave us a phone number, and strongly suggested we book a reservation for Saturday. One pair of eyes rolled; one pair gleamed.

We found a local market. Shade hummed as we shopped. I had a feeling I was gonna need a vacation after our vacation.

She was not amused when I teased we could drive to New Jersey. But I did like how she got even!!

When we got back to the hotel I asked where we might go for dinner tonight, not paying any attention to an obviously miffed Shade. They recommended Sharky's Cantina. It was a wonderful choice. I laughed like only I can when I saw 'slow cooked St. Louis ribs' on the menu. How can a place in Massachusetts do justice to St. Louis ribs? Whatever. We had a blast. The menu was loads of fun, the food fabulous, the joint was jumpin.'




Shade's Destiny Ch. 11



When in Rome meant no wine. One of us had the Killer Sharkolada and the other had the Painkiller. The next round featured The Shark Attack and Lime in D'Coconut. Oh my god how we laughed!! We sang that stupid song in the car all the way back to the hotel, laughed our way through the lobby, and fell, naked, into the hammock on the porch.

We were quiet for a bit as we kissed, touched and slithered. As we lay, body to body, arm in arm, Shade whispered, "How can you love me as much as you do after what I did to you a year ago?" God you're a jerk! My jerk.

"Sweetheart, this crazy story I told you I wanted to write is all about that very question and the answers that this year has ... I don't know ... unfolded? Answered? Geez, I don't even think about it anymore. It may sound goofy to anyone who reads it ..." I laughed, "if anyone does. But it's us, all our foibles, all our joys, all our everythings. We just are!"

My answer seemed to satisfy her. I'm going out on a limb and say we were both satisfied in other ways that night.

I told an unhappy Shade we had to go to the dining room for breakfast Saturday. As you'd expect, she wanted breakfast in bed. That's also known as a 'continental breakfast.' Think me as the main entree. Shade agreed we'd be back Sunday for what could only be described as a decadent, delicious, hip expanding feast. Healthy fare? No comment!

We wandered, I insisted, Shade whined. We both enjoyed it. We lugged bags full of treasures, trinkets and clothes we never thought we needed to the car and the hotel.

Somehow we found a way to satisfy our appetites Saturday night and have dinner. Wink! My god it was a wonderful, warm, fabulous night. A year ago she (or was it me) turned my life upside down. And here we are, in this romantic little getaway, so intimate, so uninhibited, so completely at ease and in love. My god, how amazing can a life be!!

After a feast and the dining room Sunday morning I insisted we wander the island in the car. The day was just too damn glorious not to. It was our last full day; we just ... whatever. There were a host of little communities. As I write now, having done some research online, it's not that big. But it's gorgeous! And fun. We just wandered.

We managed to make it back in time for our reservation at Detente. Lord almighty! The menu featured, in their words, 'appetizers, mains, and desserts.' They made up for it with a wine menu that left me gasping. Shade had her couple of glasses. I tried probably a half dozen of the 'by the glass' offerings. Exquisite!

As were we that night; but by now that's 'old news.'

We had time to lounge in our usual fashion Monday morning before breakfast. Shade insisted on having me on the hammock. We lounged and soaked in the tub. A late afternoon flight meant we had to check out late -- but we had time for a late lunch before returning the car and heading to the ferry. The direct flight had us home by 8:30 Monday night.

There's one bit of hysterical mischief I've saved till the very end.

The Christmas photo shoot? After everyone cleared out and it was just the five of us, there was one more picture taken.

Kim was dressed in a black full body leather outfit. She gave the camera a stern look as she held three leashes. Shade, Honey and I were all handcuffed in front, naked and bent over, heads up, eyes down. Shade had a ball gag, Honey had a blindfold and I had pink earmuffs.

Get it? Speak no evil, see no evil, hear no evil!!

Linda promised that we would get the only copy of the photo. Kim made sure to check the camera.

That photo is in a very safe place!!!

I do believe that's going to wrap up this magical mystery tour. I hope you enjoyed the ride. Shade and I thank you for staying with us all the way and wish all of you ... well, as much happiness and love as we have for each other!

Author's Note: As ever, this is a flight of fantasy; completely fictitious. If there is any resemblance to anyone walking among us my apologies. Another author put it so well: "The site is free. The author is 'paid' in comments and votes." I hope you've enjoyed this final chapter of a rather long tale!!

Sadly, it's time to say goodbye to our girls. I'm going to share a few thoughts about some of the details in the story. There were lots of comments and questions about Destiny and Stacy. I had quite a struggle with that! There were a number of scenarios in my head about how she could wind up with Destiny. At some point along the way it became clear Shade was the right choice. There was so much that I wanted to do with their relationship. The question became -- how do I send Stacy off on her way. The notion of the trial and partnership seemed a logical way out. Having her move back to New Jersey, while heartbreaking for both of them, provided some emotional satisfaction.

Connie -- ah yes Connie. She really was alluring. Heck, I wanted the two of them to have some time together!! The chat with Daisy was something of a turning point for Destiny. Shade's comments about wanting Destiny to spread her wings felt real to me. Shade's emotional explosion and the decision to return to therapy gave Destiny a focal point. Once it became clear Shade would do what she needed to heal, Destiny could easily see that it was worth the effort to make their relationship her priority.

Kim ... she's really something!! She turned from a thorn in Destiny's side to someone who was immensely grateful for how much she genuinely loves her older sister. She and Honey make quite a couple don't you think?? Smile

Well, I think that'll do it. Oddly, Chapter Ten was published two months after Chapter One and five months to the day I started writing the story. There's no way to adequately thank you all for sticking with our girls for the entire journey. This has been a joy to write, a joy to publish and stupendous pleasure to read all the comments and email of so many who have expressed their joy and delight as we've gone along.

I guess a long story deserves a long "Author's Note" right? This story was not written alone. Invaluable ideas and descriptions were given along the way. I'm so grateful!! And I would be remiss not to thank the angels at Literotica for formatting the story to help give it the texture and richness I try so hard to create in words.

I'll be back soon with Chapter One of another story. Thank you all for your loyal readership. I promise to continue to strive to grow as a writer and work on my craft. I treasure my muse ... and all of you!! ~Vixen ~