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Little Doe - 2
by Chrissy (Chrissyanne05@gmail.com)
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An adult/adult lesbian romance with erotica (not
erotica with romance)... it is a love story. (FF, rom)
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LITTLE DOE
BY Anne Wilde
A Lesbian Romance
This is a copyrighted work of fiction written by the
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Chapter 7
"So, are we all settled in then Faith? I guess there
are no security problems in your room huh?" Mikes soft
deep voice suddenly broke into Faiths thoughts.
"No Mike, everything is fine thank you, but I promise
I'll bleep you if I need you," she replied with a grin.
"Oh Shame!" he laughed and added "I had to ask though,
as head of security see."
"Oh of course Mike, I'm very grateful," she chuckled
then leaning towards him said quietly. "But if you do
have a problem getting laid, how about that big tall
blond Russian over there. I can introduce you if you
like. I suspect if you did end up in the sack with her
it would be an experience you would remember! I can
even give you some meaningful Russian phrases perhaps,
just to help you along?"
Looking over at Evania (who just happened to glance
their way as he did so) Mike laughed again. "I think
there are some challenges that even I will not
contemplate." and when he glanced back a couple of
moments later he was amused to see that Evania was
still vying for their attention. "I think Evania is
trying to attract our attention Faith but I also get
the distinct impression that it is you she wants rather
than me and I suspect, in a more than an academic
vein."
"Hmmm, I'm afraid you are right there Mike. She doesn't
hide her feelings at all does she! I was made very much
aware of her sexual inclinations and her feelings
towards me when we were first introduced. She wasted no
time at all then and has been flirting with me ever
since. Every time I look over in her direction she
gives me the 'come on' and..."
"So, Evania's checking up on her choice for the night
is she?" Anne's voice interrupted them and turning
Faith saw her standing next to her. She grinned
cheekily as she handed Faith her drink and turning to
Mike went on. "Mind you, you must admit Mike, she's one
awful lot of female/female, and everything certainly
appears to be in the right place and in the right
proportions..."
"I..." Faith tried to reply but quickly Mike
interrupted her.
"...too right, one hundred percent, and that also
applies I think to Evania!" He smiled at Faith and it
was her turn to blush and when she went to speak, he
cut in again. "...I think Anne, she should take Evania
on as part of her duties here. As the official liaison
officer between us and our foreign visitors, and I use
the term 'take' purely in the Biblical term of course!"
"Michael West!" Faith exclaimed with wide eyed false
indignation. "Just you behave!"
"Poor girl." Anne murmured looking over to where Evania
stood. "She looks so sad and helpless... and after all
Mike," and as she sipped her drink she smiled playfully
over her glass at Faith. "Faith does speak her language
and I'm sure it would assist and improve Anglo-Russian
relations enormously. They could discuss for example
the caressing of bottoms and things!"
"Anne! Now just you stop this you two, both of you,
right now!" Faith exclaimed, finally managing to break
in. "Firstly she looks anything but sad and helpless
and secondly, if and I repeat if I want to get involved
with anyone here, male or female I will make my own
arrangements thank you and, I might add, I promise both
of you very sincerely that only two people will know if
I do, and I will be one of the two!" She grinned at
them and went on "It's just not fair so lay off the
both of you, or I'll sulk and go to my room. I'll also
report you to someone. You're supposed to be looking
after me not giving me a hard time! It's been a very
long day and I don't deserve to be teased..."
"Oh dear, no sense of fun!" Mike said looking seriously
at Anne and shaking his head. "I ask you to take note
however Anne, in closing it was 'will make her own
arrangements', so someone might be lucky tonight!"
"Michael! Anne! Enough!" Faith again stamped her foot
in feigned anger and glared menacingly at them but the
telltale trace of a smile in her eyes betrayed her
amusement and obvious enjoyment of the banter.
"Oh don't you just love her when she gets all
dominant." Anne giggled gazing up at her with a
calculated look of wistful devotion that in reality she
knew was anything but calculated. Glancing down at her
upturned face Faith too was thoughtful. That is the
second time you have said that my little one... just
you be careful or I just might just start being
dominant and then who knows where that will end!
"Okay!" Anne laughed. "Peace! And if Evania comes over
here Faith I'll make out that you and I are 'an item'
to put her off. That will really bug her!" and ignoring
Mikes casual but knowing look she slipped her arm round
Faiths waist and made a show of cuddling up to her.
Faith sipped her drink and happily accepting the brief
contact wondered idly what Anne would have thought had
she really known her feelings on the subject of lesbian
relationships and her thoughts of them regarding Anne.
"So, who shall we pull to pieces now then?" Mike
inquired good humouredly. "How about Helen and Colin?
At the moment they're definitely at the top of the
hotel gossip column." and noticing Faiths confusion he
added "They have the hots for each other but won't
actually admit it to anyone."
"The Hotel Deputy Manager Colin Shepperd." Anne stated
seeing Faith still looking blank.
"A very nice guy actually," Mike declared. "Helen quite
obviously wants to eat him alive and he worships the
ground she walks on but they are both petrified to show
their feelings in public. You see he's Management and
of course, she's only A Head of Department. People
might disapprove!"
"Also," Anne put in. "He thinks it would undermine his
authority if word got round that he was fraternising
with junior personnel. Make him lose face and all that!
It's daft really as every one in the hotel including
Brian knows how they feel about each other and that
they are, well you know what I mean, doing their thing,
privately anyway..."
"Whatever happened to the good old days." Mike queried,
looking at Faith. "Like back in the sixties and
seventies? when two people could have a bit of slap and
tickle without any comebacks. Hotel staff and
management in particular, they work so hard and have
such unsociable hours. At least in the old days we
could all let off steam without tongues wagging. I'm
sure many romances nowadays are nipped in their embryo
stage due to fear of political correctness. I genuinely
feel sorry for youngsters these days..."
"Ah yes Mike, but there is also the old adage, never
phoo on your own doorstep!" Faith chuckled. "But I do
agree with you, it can be difficult and particularly in
this environment. If the relationship were to go wrong,
the possible consequences can be appalling."
"What can be appalling?" The tall slim form of Helen
had suddenly appeared next to them and she was
accompanied by Brian Hilden and a dark haired younger
man in stripes and black jacket. Faith noted the badge
on his lapel that said 'Colin Shepperd - Deputy Hotel
Manager'.
Every one grinned guiltily and Faith, who was the least
embarrassed, smiled at them both and extended her hand
to Colin. "Colin I'm Faith Hollings, we haven't met"
and added to Helen "Admitting that you are nuts over
someone Helen" and she laughed.
Politely, shaking her hand Colin said "No we haven't
met but I've heard all about you Miss Hollings. It is a
pleasure to meet you."
"Please call me Faith Colin and I hope they were good
not bad things you heard!" Faith smiled.
Everyone grinned and Helen, handing her empty glass to
Colin said "If you are getting a drink Colin be an
angel and go get me another will you?" Faith watched
with amusement as their fingers just happen to briefly
touch and she saw their eyes hold for a moment. Their
unsolicited body language blatantly exposed their
feeling for each other and she felt an immediate
empathy for them both. They had looked at each other
with such affection that she had almost laughed out
loud and Colin, seeing her studying him, looked a
little coy and quickly excusing himself left to fetch
the drinks.
"See what I mean?" Anne whispered to Faith then turning
to Helen she remarked "You just missed a very
interesting conversation led by Faith about not
admitting or allowing true feelings to be shown for
fear of rejection or humiliation. We have agreed to
protect her by the way, the Blonde Bomber fancies her
and I'm going to make out I'm a lesbian and that I have
pulled Faith for the night."
"Oh really Anne!" Helen exclaimed. "You are so delicate
and refined in your phraseology aren't you! I'm
perfectly sure Faith is quite capable of looking after
herself!" She smiled at Faith and said. "I do apologise
Faith. I did mention when we met earlier that she is
totally irrational at times and I regret to say it, but
I am sure she is slightly mad to boot. Anne, do behave
yourself!" Every one laughed and she went on, "However,
actually there is an element of logic in what she says.
We in reception had been thinking about having a sweep
to pick who she would devour first. We didn't put your
name down though Faith even though she's obviously
gay!"
"You're assuming then that I am gay as well are you!"
Faith stated with a disarming smile.
"Oh dear no Faith!" Helen exclaimed. "Oh God no, please
I meant..." but before she could finish Faith went on.
"Just joking Helen, though I do admit I have a very
open mind on peoples sexual inclinations. I learnt long
ago that affection, physical attraction, even love has
no respect for convention. Love or lust, and I believe
there is a very fine dividing line between the two,
ignores the whole spectrum of age, gender, religion and
even race and so-called 'class' differences. If old
Cupid picks you out I reckon you have to take what he
gives you and there is nothing you can do about it!"
she smiled at Helen and added. "In this instant however
Helen you do your sweep, but leave my name out as far
as Evania is concerned." Lowering her voice she said,
"She just isn't my type you see. She has no chance!"
Again every one laughed and Anne who now stood next to
her turned to ask the obvious question but Mike started
to talk and she changed her mind.
"Funny." he said. "I have grown very broad minded in my
old age you know and I accept though I don't understand
gay and lesbian relationships but, well actually..." he
paused and glanced slyly at Anne. "Actually that's not
completely true. I can understand a lesbian
relationship. I like women. I generally find them
mentally and physically appealing and certainly
stimulating so, so I guess I can understand a woman
being attracted to another woman but men?" He shook his
head. "No. I get on with men, in fact most of my staff
are men and we get on very well but I just couldn't
imagine having anything like a physical attachment to
one.
"If one is honest in your average normal environment,
and I'm not talking the swinging night club scene but
just our every day life environment, people generally
here in the UK don't mind a male and a female showing
their emotions in public. With in reason that is, and
in the same vein no one really thinks twice about two
women holding hands or even kissing in public. But to
me it just seems different with two men. I'm not
referring necessarily to a sexual relationship and also
I'm not condemning in any way but I'm just saying it's
just that... well you know what I mean."
He looked over at Anne helplessly and she grinned. She
was aware of his hidden teasing and was happy to be the
butt of his humour and with amusement she also realised
he had got totally out of his depth and was floundering
helplessly.
"You say that Mike." she responded faithfully coming to
his rescue. "But there's kissing and cuddling and, well
there's kissing and cuddling. Also, one assumes
generally that everyone is heterosexual unless it's
proven otherwise. If you take present company as an
example, unless you had been told differently, by the
way we have all behaved tonight you would assume I
imagine that we are all heterosexual right? If Helen
and I or Faith and I touched, held hands or whatever,
no one would blink an eye but what if you learnt that
one of us wasn't heterosexual. That one of us was
bisexual or even 'gay' as you call it! Well you'd
probably think very differently then wouldn't you? and
more to the point, would you approve of or like the
person more or less?
"Take me for example." she went on matter of factly.
"If you found out I was lesbian would you change your
opinion of me as a colleague? Would it change our
friendship?" She looked him straight in the eye with a
small challenging grin and Faith suppressing her own
cynical smile looked nonchalantly round the room as she
reflected on Anne's comment... I wish she thought, and
I should be so lucky.
"Not at all!" Mike retorted taking the bait. "Providing
of course that you let me watch!" he added with a
leering smile.
"You filthy beast I knew you would say that!" Anne
exclaimed and she lunged forward to playfully hit him.
Everyone laughed but Faith halted her in mid-stride by
reaching out and holding her back with a restraining
hand against her tummy. Anne stopped her attack and her
hands instead closed on Faiths constraining arm. She
felt its muscular strength and the electric warmth the
hand on her stomach and her pulse instantly started
racing. She looked up at Faith and the brief glance
Faith gave her back left her weak and a churning rush
of longing welled up deep inside her. She edged closer
to her but seeing Mike was still watching she
reluctantly released Faiths arm and coyly smiling up at
her, resumed her place at her side.
"I'll tell you what I don't like." Helen said. "It's
not people being Gay that I object to. It's all this
business of Gays advertising their relationships so
blatantly all the time! All these rainbow ribbons, red
triangles, black triangles and I'm gay T-shirts and
things. I've nothing against their relationships but
they act as though they have to prove a point or
something. Don't think I'm a prude, I assure you I'm
not, not by any stretch of the imagination. What goes
on between them is fine with me but does it have to be
so blatantly advertised as being 'cool'? When I see gay
couples I just think so what, you're gay, big deal!"
"Well Evania certainly doesn't seem to worry about
having come-out," Anne joked.
"No," Faith said quietly, smiling down at her "but when
you're built like her Anne no one is lightly to argue
are they. However, if as in your hypothetical situation
you or I were found out to be lesbian, even in this
enlightened age we would almost certainly suffer some
form of discrimination."
She looked at Brian and smiled. "I don't know of any
Hotel General Managers who have come out or for that
matter Conference Organisers or Linguists! Though
people are becoming more open minded in business life
nowadays any deviation from the acceptable norm
regretfully is still open to condemnation. I personally
wouldn't ostracise anyone for their sexual leanings but
I know a lot of people who would. I believe that ones
sexual inclinations whether heterosexual, homosexual,
transsexual lesbian or whatever, they just happen. I
don't think there is much you can do to change your
make up and frankly why should you anyway?"
"Transsexuals I find difficult to understand," Brian
said thoughtfully. "Though I agree with all you have
said Faith. But men wearing women's clothes? and do
women do the same?" He looked questioningly round the
group. "Being just an old fashioned heterosexual I am a
little ignorant on the subject I am afraid!"
"A transsexual Brian is someone who by an unpleasant
quirk of nature is genetically and physically of one
sex but who identifies physiologically with the
opposite one. If you can imagine say a female living in
the body of a male? In other words to all outward
physical appearances she is a he. You can also have the
reverse, a male inside a female's body.
"A lot of people don't understand or accept them or
even believe it possible to be that way. I know one or
two and can assure you that some of them have a life of
hell. It's the transvestite that you are thinking of I
think. They retain their sexual identity but cross
dress. They just like to wear the clothes of the
opposite sex, though not necessarily on a permanent
basis..."
"Well at least with Evania she doesn't have the problem
of guess-work with regard to her preferences." Mike
chuckled. "Everyone knows exactly where they stand with
her. Don't they Faith!" he added eyeing Faith good
humouredly.
"Thank you for that Mike." Faith laughed. "I didn't
need reminding thank you!"
"Coming out does have its advantages but it takes
courage." Anne declared. She had been closely watching
Faiths expression throughout the discussion but apart
from the knowledge that she was sympathetic towards
non-heterosexuals she still had not the faintest idea
where her own preferences lay.
"What Mike says is true she thought looking up at her
and thinking of her own present turmoil. Lesbians and
homosexuals with the courage to come-out... they don't
have to pretend or hide their feelings and they can at
least immediately identify with each other. Me, I've
got no easy way to tell who I can confide in... and if
I make a mistake?
The room had now become very crowded and on several
occasions she had been firmly and unceremoniously
pushed into Faith. I could stand a bit further away if
I tried she thought as once more she leant into her to
let a someone pass, but there again, I doubt I will
ever have the chance of another close encounter
situation like this... and anyway, she needs TLC, lots
and lots of TLC... and that includes body contact.
"To me it's a bit like religion," Faith stated. "I'm
agnostic but I have nothing but respect for people who
hold religious beliefs. In fact I almost envy them.
But, I do find it just as difficult to understand how
someone can believe in God as a believer finds it to
understand how anyone could not. I would however expect
them to respect me for my beliefs, just as I respect
them for theirs.
"The same applies as far as gender attraction, even
politics. I consider them to be strictly personal and
private and I would again expect people to respect that
privacy. I don't want someone trying to change my views
on religion any more than I want anyone telling me what
my sexual attitudes and behaviour should be. Quite
simply I believe it has nothing to do with them."
"Here, here I agree," Anne said and turning to Helen
she said. "But going back to the original subject
Helen, if you do go ahead with that sweep in reception
you can leave me out of the running for Evania as
well!"
"Oh Shame! Now that would certainly have been an
interesting scenario to observe. You and Evania!" Mike
chuckled.
"Michael Behave!" the three women chorused in unison
and everyone laughed.
The conversation continued in a similar vein and it was
some time later when Anne looked up at Faith and asked
quietly. "And may I be nosey and ask if you have a
current relationship or attachment going Faith?" She
silently prayed for the negative reply but when the
reply did come, she was devastated.
"No." Faith answered firmly looking down at Anne. A
cold twinge of hurt had turned briefly inside her
chest, momentarily clouding her feelings of happiness.
"Let's just say I'm just out of the recovery ward so to
speak. I sort of needed a heart replacement recently.
Someone sort of broke the old one up. In a word I got
ditched!" She tried to sound humorous but it didn't
quite come off and Anne detected the catch in her
voice.
"Oh Faith!" she gasped in dismay. "Oh Faith my God I am
so sorry. Truly truly I really am sorry. I just didn't
think... Oh God I am so stupid sometimes! I'm always
putting my foot in it..."
Seeing her obvious distress Faith quickly interrupted.
"Shush, it's okay. Really! Maybe I'll tell you all
about it sometime but I'm over it all now, honest. The
surgery was a success!" She chuckled and smiling at her
she reassuringly gave her shoulders a little hug.
"Though I still get a bit lonely sometimes!" she added
quietly looking at her with mock seriousness.
"Oh Faith I feel absolutely dreadful I really do." Anne
sighed. "Please forgive me"
"There is nothing to forgive!" Faiths voice was almost
a whisper and she brushed Anne's hair with her palm.
"Just look after me whilst I'm here okay!"
Anne nodded, for a moment unable to speak. The touch of
Faiths hand on her hair had been electrifying and the
warmth and penetration of her eyes left her
breathless.. Awkwardly she swallowed and though still
concerned, as she realised how much she'd inadvertently
upset Faith, she looked round and was grateful to see
that their brief discussion had passed unnoticed by the
others. She also realised that she had no idea who, as
Faith had so subtly put it, had "ditched her". Was it a
man or, more importantly, was it a woman she wondered
and reluctantly she turned her attention back to the
general discussion.
"... but I'll definitely keep my office door locked
from now on." Helen joked. Colin you'll protect me
won't you?" Everyone laughed loudly and both he and
Helen looking a little embarrassed looked around
smiling It was evident that they were a little confused
and somewhat baffled by the excessive laughter, both
obviously unaware that they were the cause of the
humour.
Brian grinned and shook his head. "I think it's time I
made a tactical retreat and left you Guys and Gals to
enjoy yourselves and to solve the moral dilemmas of the
world without me! Faith, it has been a pleasure meeting
you and I'll see you tomorrow!" He raised a salutary
hand to the group and turning away he almost collided
with the housekeeper, Amanda Willis. "Sorry Amanda." he
laughed. "I'm off. I'll see you tomorrow as well. Bye
you lot!" and with another casual wave he left them.
"Ah ha!" boomed Mike. "I'm saved! It's the lovely
Amanda, Amanda - Faith Hollings, Faith - Amanda Willis
our untiring Head Housekeeper and my guardian angel."
Faith noted the pint of beer in one hand and what
looked like a gin and tonic in the other as Amanda
joined them. Smiling broadly at everyone she handed
Mike the pint and turning to Faith, still smiling,
shook hands with her. "Hello Faith, nice to meet you.
Welcome to the mad house!" and turning back to Mike she
latched possessively on to his arm. "I hope you have
behaved yourself." she quipped kissing his ear and with
a sheepish grin he smiled and took a pull on his beer.
"He's sort of behaved Amanda." Faith joked and at that
moment Colin returned with Helens drink. With a polite
"Excuse me" he squeezed behind Anne but as he did so
was himself jostled from behind and was inadvertently
pushed quite firmly into her. Anne, who was stood
crossed legged, immediately lost her balance and fell
forward, solidly into Faith who smoothly caught and
held her with her free arm.
For some time Faith had been very aware of Anne's
closeness and when on the several occasions Anne had
gently leant against her to let guests squeeze past
them she had appreciated the brief body contact.
Breathing in her delicate fragrance and feeling the
soft supple touch of her body had been more than
pleasant and she had suppressed the urge several times
to hold her but now, as she held Anne up, she was
immediately conscious of her unmistakably feminine form
pressing into her. She felt heat and suppleness and the
outlines of Anne's figure seemed to melt into her own.
A warm wave of sexual arousal swept through her.
Suddenly she realised she had been holding Anne longer,
far longer than was necessary. Quickly she released her
and looking down saw the lovely light flush of
embarrassment filling Anne's cheeks and knew that the
brief moment of intimate awareness had been mutual. The
whole incident had lasted barely seconds but the now
familiar wave of desire that had washed over her and
the impromptu shudder of yearning had left her
surprised and shaken. You have no idea she murmured
silently, you have no idea what you just did to me Anne
Wilde... not the faintest idea... and oh God but you're
lovely when you blush... Faith released her hold and
Anne pulled back and gasped an apology.
"Oh Faith I'm so sorry I really am! I do apologise!" In
the brief moment that Faith had held her she had became
very much aware of their bodily contact. The awesome
firmness and warmth of Faiths thighs and tummy, the
pillowing soft yet firmness of her breasts against her
cheek. The intimate lines of her body were unmistakable
and Anne's insides rocked with a massive wave of
desire. A rush of heat swept through her and she felt
her neck and face burn.
"Are you all right?" she murmured struggling to regain
her composure. "I'm afraid I seem to be doing and
saying all the wrong things since we met don't I!"
"Rubbish!!" Faith laughed gently. "And we didn't even
spill our drinks! You're doing just fine. I'm having a
lovely evening so just you carry on looking after me
the way you are!" then she added with a smile "but I
think Evania would have been furious if she had seen us
just now!"
Anne smiled and lowered her eyes. To an onlooker the
episode had probably all looked quite innocent she
thought, it had lasted just seconds but, but during the
evening I've sensed a sort of mental rapport forming
between us... an awareness... we've been parrying,
playfully teasing even... it's been lovely yet at the
same time, very unnerving. All very correct proper and
innocent, never quite crossing the lines as it were but
then, for that brief moment when I fell into her, was
it my imagination or had she really held me and hugged
me just a little to tightly, and didn't she hold me
against her just a tad longer than was really
necessary... I wonder, is there really something
there... or is this all purely my own imagination
running wild.
"What time does all this mad house pack up?" Faith
asked looking at her watch. It was ten to ten.
"Gawd knows." Mike chuckled. "Probably about two or
three in the morning I expect, maybe even later."
"Oh please don't go yet Faith." Helen said and was
immediately backed up by the others.
"Well thank you, that's very kind of you all! " Faith
replied. "Well I would like another drink, but then
really I must go. It has been a very long day and I
seem to have lost out on a nights sleep some where
along the line."
Fresh drinks duly arrived and as the party continued
Faith noted happily that Anne still stayed close to her
despite the earlier mishap. Very close in fact she
thought and because of that she took her time with her
drink. Finally however, though reluctant to leave, at
ten thirty she decided to make a move. Turning to Anne
she said quietly "I'm going up to my room now Anne, I
want to sit and... well switch off if you know what I
mean. If you would like to pop in for a night cap
though or just come in to say good night I would be
delighted. You are more than welcome..."
"Of course I would like that Faith, but it may not be
for about another hour or so. Tell you what, leave the
communicating door open and I'll look in and join you
if you are still awake, okay?"
"Sure thing!" Faith smiled and as she turned to the
others and wished them a good night she thought with a
smile 'if you wish join me if I am asleep or awake my
little one you are welcome' and with wave to the group,
gently threaded her way through the crowd and left.
Chapter 8
"That folks is one hell of a woman!" Mike declared
profoundly as he watched Faiths departure. The
statement was addressed to no one in particular but
when Anne, who was also watching her looked round she
saw him looking at her and his eyes were smiling. Oh
Bugger, she muttered silently. Surely he doesn't
suspect does he... a small frown briefly creased her
forehead and she deliberately looked away to avoid his
gaze and it was Helen who answered him.
"Isn't she just, and I don't think she'll cause us any
problems either." Helen chuckled then she added with a
grin. "or for that matter be the Hooray Henry pain in
the arse Anne and I originally thought she would be."
"Hey you hang on there a minute! Point of order!" Anne
quickly chipped in laughing nervously. "A correction
there please, less of this we business! It was you
Helen who said you hoped she wouldn't be pain in the
arse and Hooray Henry and I was the one who said I
didn't think she would be!"
Everyone joined in the laughter but seeing Mike was
still watching her with an expression of knowing
amusement she again averted her eyes from his and
sighing, with a feeling of frustration, she stood
silently and thoughtfully sipped her drink.
I reckon she's caused quite enough problems already she
thought, a wry grin slightly lifting the corners of her
mouth. Lovely big problems and problems that hopefully
I will somehow resolve before this conference is over
but... but there again... what does happen now? As a
potential seducer my record has not had much to show on
the positive side so far. The only thing I've been
successful at to date is making a complete ass of
myself.
In less than twelve hours I've not only fallen in love
with the woman but I've confounded the situation with a
string of disasters. I told the porter to put her in my
room. I've asked her personal questions about her love
life which obviously hurt. I've been physically clumsy,
like sticking my breast in her arm and head butting her
boobs, elbowing her in the ribs... oh God the list is
endless.
I surely haven't a hope in hells chance of impressing
her now... my performance has all in all been so far
removed from the cool sophisticated operation of
seduction that I originally had in mind. I've made an
impression all right but a disastrous one and yet, and
yet after all the mishaps she's still been so friendly
towards me... even asked me to pop in and see her
before she went to bed...
A vision of Faith waiting for her in her bedroom in a
state of undress drifted through her mind... the
magnificent Faith Hollings she mused, standing naked,
her arms outstretched beckoning, her body completely
open to my gaze... Oh my, what a dream, what a
beautiful dream... she smiled and was then suddenly
startled back to reality by Mikes voice. Without her
noticing he had moved over and was now stood next to
her.
"That smile, a private joke is it then or can everyone
share it?" his voice was quiet but it made her jump.
She looked round startled and embarrassed. "Oh no, I
mean yes," she blurted. "I mean it was no joke I was
miles away!" She forced a smile and at the same time
was relieved to see that their conversation was going
unnoticed.
"Miles away?" Mike queried softly with a chuckle. "Oh I
don't think so Anne. Certainly not miles. How about
just one floor up! Now at least I know what your
problem was earlier in the swimming pool!"
A chill shiver of uneasiness washed over her. If he
suspects, then it was quite possible that someone else
might do too. "What do you mean a problem and a floor
up?" Her voice sounded controlled as she fought to gain
the upper hand but her insides began to churn
uncomfortably and she felt anything but in control and
again she looked about nervously to see if she or they
were being observed.
"I have to go and do walk about." Mike continued
calmly. "Got to check the conference hall and so on,
care to come along?" He grinned at her and his eyes
showed affection as with a wink, and without waiting
for a reply, he turned and made his way towards the
exit.
Quickly she made her excuses to the others on a pretext
of "work to do" and followed. Catching up with him in
the corridor and as they walked together she linked her
arm into his. "Now then" she asked. "what on earth are
you on about Michael West?" Again she tried to sound
composed and casual but she was apprehensive and
painfully aware that her voice was a couple of octaves
to high.
"All that this afternoon silly. I knew there was a
problem and I did ask if I could help but you said Oh
no, there's no problem! I knew very well there was and
I was right. And as I suspected at the time, it was the
arrival of a certain Miss Faith G. Hollings on the
scene wasn't it, and more to the point your subsequent
mental and probable, if I may be so bold, physical
reaction to that said persons arrival! You young lady
are completely smitten by her."
"Oh Mike for heavens sake, don't talk crap!" Her
exclamation was intended to sound deriding but it
didn't come off and she went on nervously. "Don't be so
absolutely ridiculous Mike. You don't honestly think
for one minute I am... that I'm interested in Faith
Hollings that way do you?" She looked round and was
again relieved to see they were alone. "For heavens
sake, she's nice Mike really but... but she's way out
of my league!"
"Oh Gawd, come on Anne its Mike West your talking to. I
don't have to think I know exactly how you feel about
Faith. It's written all over your face, and you needn't
worry," he quickly held up his hand as with a show of
alarm Anne attempted to cut in. "Its okay, no one else
would have seen it. I've told you before Anne, I told
you at the pool this afternoon in fact and I'll tell
you again. We're friends and I like to think very close
friends so you should know better than anybody that you
have nothing to fear from me and that my
confidentiality is one hundred percent." He gave her a
friendly hug and added. "I won't even tell Amanda
okay!"
"Yes Mike, we are friends, close friends, but Mike, you
have got to be joking I'm not..."
Putting his hands up in a show of mock surrender Mike
interrupted. "Anne, you don't have to explain to me and
if you want to deny your feelings, that's fine with me.
That's it, end of conversation! But just one thing, as
an old friend please give me some credit. If I find her
attractive, which I do incidentally, it's is perfectly
reasonable and logical for me to think that you, being
a lesbian, could do so as well. So why all this denial?
and out of your league did you say? Ha! I think not.
I've known you long enough to know that that really is
absolute crap as you so politely call it, and you know
it. We both know you consider nothing and no one as out
of your league. You don't have a league for heavens
sake!"
He laughed and squeezed her hand affectionately. "But
if you must have it your way, forget I ever mentioned
it. However, should at some time you need my help or a
shoulder to cry on? Well you know where I am."
He walked quickly on and she had to hurry to keep up
with him. Her initial overwhelming fear had passed but
that was now replaced with concern as her mind whirled.
I know I can trust him but the last thing I want is
people suspecting my feelings for her or for that
matter, even suspecting me of being a lesbian. The very
thought is appalling! She sighed then hugging his arm
she cuddled up to him and said "Oh shit, all right know
all! So I admit I find her a bit attractive. But Mike
please only you know and no one, but no one else must
ever know, especially her."
"Anne, for goodness sake don't get so up tight. I'm
sorry but it is after all my job to watch and assess
people. I do it whenever and wherever and, lets face
it, you're an old buddy of mine so I naturally watch
over you, perhaps a bit more than others, I admit it
but well, so what... Incidentally, to any outsider who
doesn't know you like me your behaviour tonight with
Faith has been impeccable, no one else would ever
suspect you had the remotest feelings for her apart
from the friendship that has obviously formed since you
met. I however, on a personal note do think your saying
attracted a bit is a bit of an understatement. Let's
face it Anne, you're totally infatuated and probably
already head over heels in love with her!"
"Oh Mike, that is crazy, you really do talk absolute
rubbish! I just, well I admit I fancy her just a little
bit. Lets face it, she is rather gorgeous isn't she!"
"Anne she is not rather gorgeous, she is gorgeous full
stop! But tell me, just out of curiosity though. Not
being all that well up on female logic and female to
female romance procedures, if Faith is not to know you
are a lesbian and that you fancy her and, and you don't
know if she is or does in that order, how ever do you
plan on the two of you getting together romantically?"
"Oh Mike come on." She laughed pushing him away
playfully. "I just like her that's all!
"Yes Anne." he stated sarcastically and he grinned
knowingly at her.
Anne stared back at him and then she gave up. "Oh shit!
Okay I admit it. She's got me." She sighed heavily and
looked away from him. "I just have to look at her Mike
and I go all mushy inside. She only has to speak, or
worse still fix me with those gorgeous green eyes of
hers and God I'm syrup... and if we touch? Jesus! then
I'm really in trouble. and the trouble is Mike, I just
haven't the faintest remotest idea how she feels. About
me I mean. I know she likes me, I can pick that up but
for a start she must think I'm a nut case. You wouldn't
believe what a twit I have been with her. Literally a
walking disaster!"
Mike smiled but said nothing and she went on. "If
you're so clever and so observant perhaps you can tell
me something about her. Like for example how you think
she might feel about me. Do you think she might be
lesbian?" She had linked her arm back into his again
and hugging it as they walked she decided she felt
considerably better now that she had someone to share
her secret with.
"Hey, you just hold on there a minute!" Mike chuckled.
"I'm not a mind reader. There I'm afraid I can't help
you. I picked your feelings up and was alerted to the
fact that something had disturbed you quite early but
that was because I know you personally and am fond of
you. As far as Faith is concerned you probably know
more about her than I do. I observed her body language
but even that and her comments told me very little.
She's a very cool calm dude is our Miss Hollings. I
think perhaps she's a rather secretive person too or
perhaps a private person better describes her. She
likes you though Anne, that I can promise you. But
whether it is... er... well on what basis I can't say!"
He grinned at her and went on. "She certainly made it
clear that she wasn't attracted to Evania but she
actually showed very little of her emotions all
evening. She didn't condemn or approve of anything or
anybody. I am afraid Anne you'll have to sort that one
out yourself. I think also, and this is strictly a
personal opinion, I think that she is a very lonely
little soul. Just now and then I sensed a flicker, a
look perhaps of sadness. Loneliness perhaps. I suspect
she's trying very hard to hide something. Some
emotional problem she's wrestling with perhaps. She's
doing it very well. Putting up a front I believe is the
expression but to me I felt she dropped her guard just
a couple of times and it was then that it showed."
Anne decided not to mention Faiths admission to the
recently broken relationship but she smiled up at him
and said. "Interesting, that's very interesting Mike. I
had the very same feeling. Two great minds think alike
eh? Mind you I swear I really don't know what to think.
Sometimes she actually seemed to come on to me and then
she's all cool calm and collected, even aloof and she's
so, so impressive, so... she just overwhelms me Mike!
Just my luck she had to be a VIP and just my luck I
have to be the one person who has to look after her.
Really of all the people in this hotel I am the last
one who should be thinking of making a play for her.
Can you can imagine what would happen if I made a, well
made a pass and she took offence!"
"Sure, the possibilities are horrifying if you look on
the dark side." Mike grinned. "But as I said, she does
like you Anne so don't be frightened of her. I strongly
suspect if you did come on to her and it was not
welcomed, well I would be very very surprised indeed if
she created and made a scene. I reckon to be a pretty
good judge of people Anne and I know she is just not
that sort of person. She's more lightly to pick you up
and put you over her knee, smack your bottom and tell
you to behave yourself!"
"Oh don't Mike, what a divine thought! I'm going all
wet and gooey at the very thought of it."
"Don't be disgusting!" he reprimanded with a smile and
she giggled quietly to herself as he went on. "As I
said before I'm quite sure she likes you but whether or
not she'd want to go jumping into bed with you, well I
wouldn't care to say."
They had reached the conference room and Mike turned to
her." I wish you luck Anne but I think, unfortunately
for you, if anyone is to make a move it will have to be
you. Remember, she's a pretty high flyer and has a
reputation to keep intact. She wouldn't want to spoil
that reputation on a three day conference with a
scandal and I've heard nothing to remotely suggest that
she is anything but absolutely squeaky clean, and let's
face it, she wouldn't be where she is if she was
indiscreet regarding her personal behaviour. Especially
her love life. Oh and also, we all heard her say it and
I think I quote correctly... only two people would know
about any relationship I might have here and I would be
one of them... even though it was said jokingly, I
think she seriously meant every word.
"Just remember Anne, she's a VIP. A very important and
also very highly respected person, world wide." and
seeing her saddening expression he chuckled. "Hey!
She's only human you know. She has human weaknesses.
Who knows, maybe you will be her weakness!" and then
with a smile he added "and just for the record, I
suspect she is also a very nice human."
"Thanks Mike, you really are a pal." Anne grinned.
"Trouble is, to be totally honest it is not as though I
just want a one night stand with her now. At first I
admit I just wanted her sexually for some really cool
loving, but now? I really like her Mike and I want to
be her friend as well. I think now that I would be hurt
and disappointed if it turned out to be just a one
nighter."
"I know. You rubbished me a minute ago but I know Anne.
Just ask yourself though, how hurt and how angry will
you be if it ends up a no nighter or no relationship at
all through lack of trying!" It was a comment again
rather than a question.
"Worse I guess." Anne murmured as Mike placed his hand
on the security panel and spoke his name but as the
doors opened she asked. "What's that saying, better to
have loved and lost than never loved at all? Trouble is
whoever said that probably didn't have to face dire
consequences if it all went pear shaped!"
"True, but if you want my advice Anne, if it was me I
would just play it by ear. If the occasion doesn't
arise then forget it but if an occasion does arise,
well go for it and tell her what you feel, show her!
Hey, what happened to that confident, aggressive hard
as nails and dominant little female I used to know?
Seriously, if a chance came up and you didn't take it
you'd hate yourself afterwards. She'll be gone in a
couple of days time and gone, is gone, possibly for
ever. If it is any comfort by the way, I do understand
your feelings. I really do think she is something
special too!"
"Well you can jolly well join the queue Mike West and
I'm at the front of that queue Okay?" Anne quipped
cheerfully "At least you have Amanda, so one of us will
have someone to keep them warm tonight Nighty night and
thanks Mike!" and kissing the back of his hand she
turned and walked away.
"Bon chance!" he called as with a smile, then gently
but firmly he closed the doors.
* * *
Anne was deep in thought as she slowly walked back to
the reception room. On reaching the entrance she
decided against rejoining the party and instead went on
to her office. Sitting down at her desk and taking out
the conference folder she absentmindedly leafed through
the files. But as her mind began to wander she finally
closed the folder and sat back to quietly reflect on
the evening, and inevitably, Faith. Those eyes she
though, those gorgeous grey green eyes... so warm and
yet so, so probing... she made me wet just by looking
at me... and then those body contacts, intended and
unintended they had all been so electrifying...
She picked up Faith's photograph and a comforting warm
glow materialised in her chest and quickly spread
downwards and she smiled. It is that bad Faith, so bad
I'm physically affected by just looking at your
picture? She studied the photo and was again
thoughtful.
At first I thought it was your eyes that gave the
impression you were laughing, but it's not your eyes
it's, it's your mouth and eyes together... like the
Mona Lisa... a smile that isn't there but is... and
that lovely mouth with its wide fullness... those
lips... She touched the lips on the photo with her
finger tip and a shiver of pleasure slid through her as
briefly she fantasised on what it would be like to kiss
and be kissed by them. She ran her tongue across her
own lips as her heart beat quickened. Whatever happens
I must ask Mike if I can keep this photo, he said he
had a full length one in his office I must ask him to
show it to me...
Again she stroked her fingers across the picture and
suddenly she knew that she had to go to her... and she
had to go now. Glancing at her watch she saw it was
eleven thirty. "My God!" she exclaimed aloud. "She's
probably gone to bed and is asleep!" Hurrying now, she
placed the photos and the file back in the desk drawer
and locking it and then the office door behind her she
quickly crossed the foyer and headed up the stairway to
her room. Almost running the last few steps she reached
her suite and inserted her key card in the door.. "You
might never know how I feel Faith Hollings," she
muttered quietly but if you're awake, then God help me
it will not be through my lack of trying to show you."
As she opened the door she silently prayed. "Please,
please oh please be awake." She entered the room and
gave a low sigh of relief and leant back against the
door, clicking it shut. The communicating door to
Faiths suite was still open and more importantly, there
were lights on beyond.
She stood still for a moment, heart thumping and
temples pounding, her head resting back against the
hard wood of the door. "At least I can say good night
if nothing else." she murmured quietly and taking a
deep breath, she pushed herself away from the door and
quickly crossed to the entrance of Faiths suite.
~ 9 ~
After leaving the reception, as Faith headed for her
room she was apprehensive. Something tells me that
inviting Anne to my room might have been a mistake, I
have enough trouble controlling my emotions towards her
in public so how do I expected to cope with her alone
in a bedroom... but when she reached and entered her
suite she noted with a smile the open communicating
doors to Anne's suite and leaving them ajar went on to
her bedroom.
In the bedroom the curtains had been drawn and the bed
was turned back and two sets of fresh towels were laid
neatly on the bottom corners of the large double bed. I
should be so lucky she thought sadly as quickly she
began to undress and as she slipped her pants down and
stepped out of them she smiled at their tell-tale
dampness. She touched herself intimately and felt
smooth warm wetness and chuckled quietly. "Anne Wilde,
you have a lot to answer for!" and picking up the
towels she carried them through to the bathroom.
Turning on the shower she quickly adjusted the flow and
stepped beneath the hot spray and for a while stood
relishing its cascading warmth. Nonchalantly she began
to wash herself but then, as she did so, thoughts of
Anne returned. Closing her eyes she pictured Anne in
her mind and she sighed. With out realising it she
moved a hand down over her tummy, down to the join of
her thighs. Her legs parted and her fingers probed
gently.
She began too stroke and caress. Sensual tremors began
pervading her body then suddenly she gasped out loud
and quickly pulled her hand away. "Oh My God No!" she
exclaimed and with an adamant shake of her head she
swiftly finished her shower and stepped out of the tub.
Though the thought of being "caught in the act" of
masturbating by Anne she reflected with a grin as she
briskly dried herself, does hold a deliciously erotic
appeal but...
After the shower she felt refreshed and quickly drying
herself she wrapped herself up in one of the towels and
returned to the bedroom. Picking up the offending pants
and other discarded clothes she opened a cupboard she
dropped them into a laundry bag and chuckled to herself
quietly. "Guess I'd better buy panty liners if I'm
going to be around you for the next couple of days Miss
Wilde!" and removing the towel she slipped on the short
gold coloured night wrap she'd worn earlier and padded
through to the lounge.
Pouring a double measure of vodka into a tall glass she
added ice and opening the bar fridge door she took out
the last can of diet coke and filled the glass up to
the brim. Switching the radio on she turned the volume
down low and settling back on the settee propped her
head up on the arm rest with a cushion and put her feet
up. She was still unable to shake Anne out of her mind
and sighing contentedly she began to thin k. So, what
happens now Miss Hollings?
The strains of "Help me make it through the night"
drifting over the air from the radio and she grinned.
Very appropriate I'm sure she thought, I definitely
think I'm going to need something to help me make it
through this evening let alone the night! Ruefully she
took another sip of her drink then setting it down on
the table and as she thoughtfully rubbed her hands
together, warming them from the cold wet condensation
of the glass, she thought on about Anne and the
reception.
She really is something else... I wonder if she has any
awareness at all of how attracted I am to her. Was she
just being over friendly or was she really giving me
the come on this evening... this conference, it's all
pretty high powered stuff for a hotel like this and is
not the place to make a "faux pas". She is surely on
the same deal as me and she must be aware that her
reputation is just as much at stake as mine. More
probably and I don't have to work whereas she does...
or I assume she does and if that is the case, and if
she is a lesbian who hasn't come out, then she is
taking one hell of a chance coming on to me without a
guarantee that it was safe.
I've purposely resisted giving any sign to her, or
anyone else for that matter, of my leanings so if she
is coming on to me then she's "going blind"... and
therefore she's risking big trouble on two counts.
First that might I be straight... she said at the
reception that every one
assumes heterosexuality unless otherwise informed so
she's risking rejection there.... and possibly a formal
complaint against her for sexual harassment. Secondly
she's risking possible rejection anyway, purely on her
not knowing my own personal preferences. Even if she
knew I was lesbian she doesn't know if I would be
interested in a relationship with her. Nope, on either
count she's pushing her luck... in fact we are both on
a "no go" course really. I certainly can't risk a
mistake any more than she can...
Sighing she picked up her drink. All this speculation
she thought is getting nowhere... I'm tempted and want
to make a move on her but I can't. I mustn't. I just
don't dare! If it had been just for tonight then maybe
I might have chanced it, maybe... but it isn't just
tonight, there is tomorrow, tomorrow night and the day
after. If I made a move and it was a wrong move how
could I possibly face the next two days... No,
difficult though that may be you know it makes sense
Hollings.
Just be happy with her friendship, if things went wrong
just think of your business reputation alone. You would
be destroyed for this conference and almost certainly
future ones as well. If word got round you were a
lesbian you'd be instantly struck from UN and the
Foreign Office lists... She shuddered at the thought
and picking up her glass she took a long pull of her
drink. It's so damn unfair she thought leaning back
into the cushions, so unfair that a persons sexual
inclinations can result in business and social
discrimination but, but it's better to be safe rather
than sorry...
As she sat silently contemplating, the thought of Anne
being an adversary rather than a friend crossed her
mind and she instantly she dismissed it. Unthinkable!
I'm far too fond of her now, and there's the rub...
sure I fancy her like hell but I've grown very fond of
her too. But there is the problem. I'm far more than
just physically attracted to her now. I find her
delightful and enchanting, and I enjoy her company. She
smiled as she pictured her in her mind and thought
about their friendship.
Well, there's no way I'm going to chance spoiling this
relationship just because she's got me feeling so
randy... Perhaps, perhaps I could manage a platonic
relationship on a short term basis? Difficult, bloody
difficult in fact but, well short term perhaps but long
term? She shook her head and chuckled quietly. No, no
way, I must keep my distance and if I keep my distance
then will cope. It's when we're close and worse still,
when we touch, that I really have a problem.
She recalled the beautiful softness and pliant
femininity of Anne's small body as it pressed against
her when she had fallen against her at the cocktail
party and a tingle of pleasure rippled through her.
Even thinking of her next to me stirs me she thought, I
should never have invited her back to my room... with
the feelings I have for her right now it will be
practically impossible for me to behave rationally. She
glanced at her watch. "Just gone eleven thirty." she
muttered aloud. "If I'm really quick I can be in bed
before she arrives.".... but as she moved get up from
the settee she heard the door in Anne's suite open,
then click shut.
"Ohhhhh shit!" she murmured quietly. "Too late..." and
with a sigh of resignation she put her head back on the
cushions, closed her eyes as if in silent prayer, and
braced herself.
"You awake?" Anne's whisper sent a small tremor of
sexual awareness swinging through her body and the
hairs on the back of her neck became alive. Having
already resigned herself to the mental pleasure and
pain that she was sure was about to follow she opened
her eyes and looked across the room to where Anne was
standing by the door. Her insides churned and her heart
faltered. Oh God, she looks more desirable than ever...
I'll never resist her... She took a deep breath and
said quietly. "I sure am. Please, come on in."
"I didn't know if you were still up and I didn't want
to awaken you." Anne smiled. "Do you mind me? It's
rather late, nearly midnight!"
"Of course I don't mind. I take time to switch of and
actually it's only just gone eleven thirty and as you
see, I'm not in bed yet. I don't have to be up too
early." and raising herself up on to one elbow she
watched Anne approach. "Please excuse my casual garb!"
she said murmured with an broad sweep of her hand
across her torso and legs. It was then she recalled she
had nothing else but the wrap on....
Anne, having reached Faiths side stood smiling down at
her. The one glance at the silk night robe was enough
to set her heart racing again. It barely reached Faiths
knees and for a moment she stared at the long bare
legs, mesmerised My God she gasped silently, that is
all she has on, she's naked under that robe, I just
know she is.... Her throat tightened as the realisation
penetrated her mind and for a moment she could not
move. "I - I'm glad you're awake. I really didn't want
to go to bed without seeing you. May I get you
anything?" she finally managed looking back up to her.
"Another drink perhaps?"
Anne was stood very close and leaning on the settee as
she was Faiths eyes were level and just inches away
from the hem of Anne's short dress. She stared at the
slightly parted thighs and as Anne's familiar scent
filled her nostrils she felt her groin tightened with
sexual expectancy. She swallowed, and fearful that Anne
might read her mind, she lowered her eyes and turned
her head away. Oh God but to reach out and touch her
she thought, to stroke, to slide my hand up between...
She clenched her hands in an effort of self-control and
said quickly looking up at her with a smile. "Well, I
am out of diet cokes Anne, I didn't want to call room
service at this time of night."
Anne stared into the clear unwavering eyes and was
again enveloped in a wave of yearning. Her chest
tightened, her breathing became difficult and her
groin, enveloped in wave of sudden seeping warmth,
tingled. Sucking in her breath through parted lips she
stared helplessly at Faith who, looking down to her
almost empty glass on the table casually picked it up,
drained the contents and calmly handed it to her and
asked quietly. "Would you mind?"
Nervously Anne took the glass. "I'll get you your drink
and a couple of extra cans too. If you're really sure
you're not too tired. I would like that night cap you
offered earlier. I'll go and change into something more
comfy, Vodka and diet, ice no slice. Right?" she
chuckled lightly.
"Don't worry about the replacement cans but a drink
would be nice and yes, that will be fine. You realise
you'll get me drunk if I carry on drinking at this
rate!"
"It'll do you good to let your hair down." Anne
retorted turning to leave. "I won't be a minute." Faith
watched the retreating figure, eying especially the
gentle sway of Anne's trim little hips then, as she
stood up she muttered quietly to her self "and for Gods
sake put something on that covers you up, like a Saudi
Haiku perhaps!"
Deliberately she picked up a chair and placed it so
that the low coffee table would be between them.
Looking down at her will be a lot safer than looking up
at her she thought with a ironic grin and sitting down
on the chair she waited uneasily but eagerly for her
return, pensively reviewing the few minutes Anne had
been in the room with her. She was unable to remove the
image of Anne's bare thighs from her mind.... God she
was so close.
I could even smell her sexuality, it was
intoxicating... but I did resist reaching for her...
With a brisk shake of her head she began trying to
reassure and convince herself she would be able to
continue controlling her emotions and erotic impulses
when she returned. Just keep your distance from her she
sighed, just keep her away from you. If she gets close
again you've had it, you'll go to pieces and then
you'll do something ludicrous like grab her... Oh God,
please just one quick drink. Make it just one drink and
then let me go to bed...
In her bedroom Anne kicked off her shoes and ran
through to the bathroom. Swiftly she unzipped her dress
and letting it fall to the floor slid her pants off.
"My God I'm soaking!" she muttered and taking a flannel
from the basin ran cold water over it, wrung it out
then clamped it between her thighs. Giggling to herself
she fantasised on Faiths expression had she walked in
at that moment and seen her. With a final cleansing
wipe she quickly dried herself and retrieving her night
robe from the back of the door slipped it on and
returned to the bedroom.
Slipping on a clean pair of white cotton briefs she
walked through to the lounge and began pouring the
drinks. She poured two large Vodkas and added ice and,
with a smile, she noticed the slight tremble in her
hand and was aware of the pounding of her pulse.
She pictured Faith reclining on the settee and opening
two cans of coke she hungrily gulped down half the
contents of one of them before pouring the rest equally
into the two glasses. God talk about an instant turn on
she thought, she couldn't have looked more seductive
and desirable if she had tried... Quickly, she glanced
at her reflection in the full length mirror and pushing
her hair back over her shoulders. With a small smile,
she loosened her wrap slightly and picked up the
drinks. Taking a deep breath she turned. "Okay Miss
Hollings," she murmured softly. "you are now in
trouble. This is it. One way or another you and I are
going to get sorted!" and purposefully she headed back
to Faith's suite.
When Anne reappeared Faiths heart sank. She was bare
foot and wore a short turquoise wrap tied with a
tasselled sash at the waist. The silk clung loosely to
her small body emphasising rather than hiding her
petite figure and mentally Faith did a retake. Oh God,
the wrap. It's even shorter than the dress she just
took off...
Anne walked towards her, a drink in each hand and
smiling genially she bent down and placed the glasses
on the low coffee table in front of faith. As she leant
down the top of her wrap fell forward and opened and in
disbelief, Faith found herself staring at Anne's small
breasts that were suddenly totally exposed to her. They
swayed gently with her movements and Faith clearly saw
the small dark nipples, firmed to tight little points.
Oh my God... they are beautiful she gasped silently.
Her throat tightened and her insides lurched as blatant
sexual lust and desire enveloped her.
For a long moment she stared transfixed and with out
realising it, her tongue parted and moistened her lips.
The palms of her hands became instantly clammy and she
gripped the handles of the chair tightly. She tried to
swallow and was conscious that her breathing was now
far to fast.. Oh God, I can't cope with much more of
this... Legs, knees, thighs, eyes and now her naked
breasts. I'm going to die of heart failure before this
night is through for God sake I am only human... God I
want this woman! Struggling to regain her composure she
reached for her drink.
"Thank you Anne." she whispered.
Still smiling, Anne straightening up and turned away to
seat herself in the chair opposite. "So," she said
pushing her hair back. "tell me about your first
impressions of the Williamson Hotel!" She eyed Faith
thoughtfully over her glass, smugly satisfied with
herself. The calculated way I placed the drinks on the
table I know exposed my breasts to her. It worked
absolutely perfectly... I clearly saw her eyes drop
down and stare... and that look, it was definitely more
than just a disinterested glance, I am sure it was a
long lusting stare..... but then damn it... she just
Casually picks up her drink, quietly says thank you
and, and acts as though nothing had happened!
Now she looks and appears calm cool and totally
unruffled! Is she entirely without emotion? She must be
made of granite for Gods sake!... But then, but what
did I expect her to do, reach out and hold them? She
smiled to herself as she watched Faith sip her drink
and she studied the long sensual fingers holding the
glass. What a lovely crazy thought... God how wonderful
it would have been.
"Thank you again for the drink!" Faith murmured taking
a sip. "I think everyone has been very kind to me.
Except of course you and Mike with your teasing!"
She smiled and wagged an admonishing finger at her.
Having recovered partially from the erotic exposure she
now became aware that she herself had a problem. Her
own physical reaction to the display had been immediate
and impressive. Apart from the hidden warmth in her
groin she had felt her own nipples instantly begin to
firm. They now itched with their hardness and to her
dismay she could see that they were quite clearly
outlined against the material of her gown and, to add
to her embarrassment, she could swear that Anne's eyes
were firmly fixed on them.
"Oh yeah... The blonde bomber!" Anne grinned. "Actually
I didn't see the outcome of her evening. Helen will
know though, I'll ask her in the morning." She laughed
and said good-humouredly. "But we weren't too nasty
were we?"
"No, you weren't too bad." Faith replied. "You could
have been worse but I did think you were serious at one
stage and was just a little worried for a minute."
"What worried that we thought you fancied her or
worried that we thought you might be a lesbian?" Anne
asked quickly.
"Worried that you thought I fancied her silly!" Faith
said grinning, deliberately refraining from denying or
affirming the question of her being a lesbian. She
moved in her chair and as she crossed her legs her gown
slipped, briefly revealing her knees and a fair portion
of thigh. Recalling she was naked beneath the gown she
quickly pulled the gown back up but she noticed Anne's
eyes instantly drop to view the momentary exposure.
Spoil sport Anne thought as Faith covered up and her
eyes moved back again to the smooth swell of her
breasts and the distinct imprint of her nipples
pressing against the material and she swallowed and,
without shifting her gaze, took a long sip of her
drink.
"Yes. It was all rather blatant wasn't it." Faith
laughed lightly. "But as I said at the time, when your
as big and bold as she is you can get away with it
can't you. Being open about her, her sexual
inclinations I mean!"
"True. I guess no one would argue with her about the
rights and wrongs of her methods or preferences but
when you are little like me it's difficult if not
impossible to imagine being so obvious, and so dominant
too. To be so open about it like her. I'm not really
the dominating sort I'm afraid. Though some people I
believe say I am!"
She gazed at Faith over the rim of her glass. "Actually
I have a friend who has a problem that Evania's
approach would probably solve. If she had the courage
to carry it out that is, which she hasn't. She met
another woman recently and has become very attracted to
her. Unfortunately she's unsure as to what to do now.
The woman concerned hasn't rejected her small advances
but she hasn't returned them either, well not as
positively as she would have liked her to anyway."
"She? I assume then from the way you talk that your
friend is lesbian but that her new friend isn't?" Faith
was surprised at her new found self-confidence but was
still a little abashed at the way the conversation was
turning and she was also now positive that Anne's
mischievous blue eyes kept drifting back to her
breasts. Thoughtfully she watched Anne as she sipped
her drink.... all this talk of lesbians, what exactly,
is she playing at she mused.
"Well yes and no!" Anne replied. "She's not sure about
her friend. Her friend doesn't know that though. In
fact no one knows that and she has no idea what her
friend would do if she found out." She paused and took
a sip from her drink then went on. "She doesn't know if
her friend is a lesbian and she doesn't want to sort
of, well push it in case she loses her friendship. Are
you getting all this, I think I'm making a complete
hash of explaining the situation. I'm sure you haven't
a clue what I'm babbling about. In fact I think I'm
loosing the thread of what I'm trying to say myself!"
"Well it does sound just a little complicated!" Faith
grinned. "But Let's see. She, your friend that is,
doesn't know how her new friend would react if she
found out your friend was a lesbian and that she
fancied her. Is that it?"
"Exactly! Aren't you clever!" Anne giggled and then she
became serious. "They get on very well but, well the
relationship is very new and..."
Faith smiled. "I see. At least I think I see! So what
do you think she should do. Do you think your friend
should try the Evania approach and sod the
consequences?"
Anne casually uncrossed her legs. She knew that from
the angle Faith was looking at her she would almost
certainly be revealing the inside of her thighs and she
watched triumphantly as Faiths eyes dropped. Keeping
her legs slightly parted she continued talking. "I
think so yes." she said. "As you said earlier this
evening, the fear of ridicule or rejection can be very
great but yes, I think she should. Waiting for the
right moment could take years, assuming of course that
the right moment ever comes at all! If she doesn't she
may spend the rest of her life wondering what might
have been." She looked at her gravely. "But tell me,
what would you do if it was you?"
Faith stared for a moment at the inviting gap between
Anne's thighs then quickly pulled her eyes away as
another sensual shiver swathed through her. Struggling
to sound calm and at the same time amused at the irony
of Anne's question she thought carefully for a moment
then said. "I really can't say Anne. I guess she should
do something though. Maybe the bold approach? At least
she would end up with an answer to her problem. But
honestly I could not advise on such a difficult and
personal matter. Particularly as I don't even know the
people concerned."
Anne smiled. Oh but you do Faith, you think you don't
but you most certainly do... "Anyway!" she said
brightly. "I'm not here to get all serious! Please, I'm
dying to see Samantha! Will you show me how it works?"
"Sure, and it's a she not an it!" Faith laughed. She
stood up, relieved to have the subject changed. "Come,
follow me." she said and followed by Anne she crossed
the room to the table where the processor had been
placed. Removing the cover she switched it on. "It is
easy to operate really. It's just like a normal word
processor really. It has a memory like a computer and
has its own language spell check. Even a foreign
language thesaurus. If you press this button it changes
the type font to the language you require. You have to
change the type face for some languages as you know
since their letters are different to ours. It must be
worth a fortune but the Foreign Office in their wisdom
have given it to me, or rather given it to me on loan
until they want it back!"
For several minutes she directed Anne through the
operating procedures but at a break in conversation she
suddenly became acutely aware of her closeness. She was
standing immediately next to her and she realised that
she had after all, made a mistake by offering the
tuition. A big mistake. The distance between them had
now gone and they were so close that she could
literally feel Anne's body next to her even though they
were not actually touching. God, I'm so close to
reaching for you she thought and mindful of her
crumbling resistance she knew she must do something. If
I've any hope of not giving in and doing something I
might live to regret I must get away from her, and get
away now, right now!
Stepping back and moving away from her slightly she
said. "Anne I'm sorry to be a party pooper but, but I
think, I think if you wouldn't mind terribly I'd like
to call it a day soon."
As she spoke Anne, with her back to Faith, reached down
to the floor to retrieve a pencil. As she stooped down
one leg partially lifted, the hem of her short gown
rose up, and Faith was rewarded with a brief glimpse of
skimpy white pants clinging snugly to the curves of an
adorable little bottom. "Oh my God..." she sighed with
a shudder. The urge to reach out and touch her was now
unbearable but she somehow stopped herself. She
swallowed thickly and moved further back.
Straightening up Anne turned to Faith. "Oh Faith of
course not!" She said handing her the pencil and paused
as though deep in thought then she said. "I do
understand completely, you must be weary of course but
please, just give me one more moment of your time. I
have something for you in my room." and with out
waiting for her agreement she quickly moved to the
door. "I'll be back in a sec." she called and was gone.
"Sure!" Faith said with a confidence she did not feel
but she sighed with relief knowing as she watched Anne
hurry away that in a few minutes she would be safe.
I've done it she murmured, as though congratulating
herself. I've done it! She switched "Samantha" off and
then the radio. Without thinking she switched the
lounge lights off and walked through to her bedroom and
sat down at her dressing table. Her hands were still
damp and her fingers trembled slightly and her heart
was pounding. Just a couple more minutes she told
herself, just a couple more minutes...
Shit, shit shit!" Anne exclaimed clenching her fists in
frustration when she was alone in her suite. "So close,
I was so close!" She groaned expressively and quickly
crossing over to a chest of drawers she pulled one of
the drawers open and took out a box. Opening it and
removing the tissue paper she took out a brown polished
leather presentation pad. "I'd planned on giving this
to you tomorrow," she muttered. "but this sudden
decision to end the evening has changed all that. I
know that it is from the hotel but it will give me one
more chance..." and opening the folder she wrote
quickly on the small card inside then snapped it shut.
Somehow I just must find the courage, win or lose it's
madness to continue this fiasco... rejection may be
painful but anything's better than this agony... She
pondered briefly on Mikes parting comment. There was no
way he'd said, that Faith would instigate any sort of
action that could cause a scandal or embarrassment.
"Okay then Miss Faith G Hollings. From now on I'll call
the shots, embarrassment or no embarrassment... I'm
going to come on to you so hard nothing will be left to
your imagination... and if you don't like it you just
go ahead and put me over your knee... I'll love every
minute of it!" Grinning nervously she tucked the folder
under her arm, switched all the lights off and headed
back to Faiths suite. Her pulse thudded as the
adrenaline surged through her veins. Excited, aroused
and at the same time petrified of the possible
disastrous consequences if it all went wrong she
glanced quickly in the direction of her bedroom.
Silently she made a little prayer. A prayer that she
would not be returning to the room for some
considerable time...
Entering the lounge of Faiths suite she saw it was
deserted and darkened. "Yesss oh yesss!" she murmured
in excited approval and quickly crossing the room she
reached the open door of Faiths bedroom. Tapping on it
lightly she looked in and entered.
"Come in." Faith said rising from the dressing table.
She turned to face Anne and took a pace forward then as
Anne approached her she stopped and stood still.
Anne looked up at her and faltered. Instantly she was
overcome again by the aura of sensuality that Faiths
elegance and grace suddenly seemed to emanate. She
swallowed and licked her lips nervously... Oh God she
thought, but she is so beautiful she's, she's so...
so... Suddenly, she was conscious that standing in
front of Faith as she was she was very obviously
staring, staring blatantly at Faiths long bare legs and
she quickly pulled her eyes away and looking up met the
full force of Faiths unwavering gaze.
Her eyes are greener than before, I'm sure of it she
thought and her mouth was suddenly very dry. She licked
her lips and swallowed. Those beautiful hypnotic eyes,
their killing me... so warm and friendly yet oh so
devastatingly penetrating... it's, it's as though she's
reading my mind God forbid! The churning sensation deep
inside had returned and the tightening in her chest
forced her breathing to quicken and worst of all, to
her consternation she realised that quite suddenly, she
had lost her nerve. Her confidence and courage had
totally left her taking any thought of the masterful
seduction with them.
"Here!" she managed, clumsily thrusting the folder at
Faith. "This is for you, it's a prezzy from the hotel,
a token welcoming gift sort of thing...!" Tense and now
reduced to silence she stood in front of her unable to
move.
"For me?" Faith said lightly, trying to appear
composed. She was having a massive internal problem
with Anne's close proximity. She's too close again she
thought, so vulnerable and desirable... I can even
smell her again, that fragrance of hers it's
intoxicating...
Opening the folder she picked up the small white card
that was inside. It was embossed with the logo of the
hotel and it read. With the compliments of the
Management & Staff, and in pen beneath the print she
read Anne's addition with love ~ Anne Wilde X X
"The kisses, They're... They're for putting up with all
my teasing earlier on this evening." Anne heard herself
murmur but her tongue seemed to big for her mouth and
as she tried to speak on her voice caught in her throat
again and dried. I wanted to say so much more to you
she groaned silently. Oh God this is a disaster... She
stood helpless and lost and entranced she gaped at the
long fingers holding the card just inches from her
face. Despite her internal turmoil the fantasy of how
wonderful it would feel to have them hold and caress
her flashed through her mind again. I never dreamt
fingers could look so sensual she thought, and she
again swallowed and licked her lips.
"How very kind Anne, I don't know what to say..." Faith
replied. Hesitantly she bent down to kiss her on the
cheek and Anne turned her face up to her but their
noses banged awkwardly and they both kissed the air.
Pulling back Faith laughed nervously and turning away
she put the folder on her dressing table.
Slowly Faith turned back to face Anne.... She's so
close, this isn't what I planned she thought and once
more she fought desperately against the impulse to
reach out to her.... so close, so close to her, if I
move forward another inch we'll touch and if we touch
again...
"That really was very sweet and very kind Anne, you
needn't have..." Her voice faded and they both stood
staring at each other. She sensed a sudden tension in
the air and was unsure what she should do next.
Anne, was totally distraught. The one chance, she cried
silently as she stood in front of Faith. The one real
chance I've been waiting for... she went to kiss me and
all through my own stupid clumsiness I blew it... Oh
God this is just too much... everything is ruined. She
stared back at Faith. It can't just can't end like this
she thought desperately, it can't... Her legs began
shaking and slowly, as if in a trance, she raised her
hand and reached out.
"Faith." Her voice trembled and broke as it caught
again. "Faith please!" Her hand somehow was now on
Faiths shoulder and she was instantly aware of the heat
against the inside of her arm from the soft swell of
Faiths breast beneath the gown,. She shivered and
helplessly she looked up.
"Faith, Faith please try to understand, and, and,
please, please, don't be angry with me. I know you may
be offended by what I am going to say but, I have to
say it... Faith I can't hold back any longer." She
swallowed and taking a deep breath blurted. "Faith I
want so terribly to hold you I... Oh Faith I'm sorry
but Faith, I'm the lesbian friend I was telling you
about earlier, it's me and it's you Faith, you are the
other woman and..." Her voice died and to her dismay,
unsolicited tears began to fill her eyes then broke
through to slide freely down her cheeks. Her legs now
began to shake uncontrollably and gripping Faiths
shoulder to keep her balance she gasped. "I'm so sorry
Faith, Oh God hold me. Please hold me, I've made such a
fool of myself, please don't be angry with me...!"
For a split second Faith stared at her in utter
disbelief. She had listened to Anne's outburst but her
mind for a brief instant was unable to accept what
she'd heard. "This just is not happening." she
muttered. "It just is not happening!" Then registering
the tear streaked face and the forlorn expression she
groaned and in one swift movement she had reached out
and pulled Anne to her, enveloping her firmly in her
arms.
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