Hello Everyone. My name is June Montgomery and I’ve been invited by Kiru to tell you a little bit about myself.
I come from a small town – where everyone knows everyone else’s everything. My Mom is a bit high-strung (think: still wears stockings and pearls even during summer), my Dad just goes along with whatever Mom wants. And as an only child, I had to suffer them both. Which is why I had to leave and move to the city right after graduating college.
My “temporary” Administrative Assistant law firm job, wound up being more permanent than I thought. Four years later, much to the chagrin of my parents, I was still living alone in my one bedroom apartment. They expected that I would find a husband, get married and move back home. Couldn’t have been the furthest thing from my mind. I’ve been enjoying myself; dating, going out with the girls, living life. Until all the excitement wore off and I found myself in a rut.
Then one day I got a new boss – Hollander Trudeau, Holly for short. She smelled like sex in a suit! That luscious brown hair, her attitude, had me blushing at ‘Hello’. Next thing you know, we’re in her office with my skirt where it shouldn’t be, feeling things I couldn’t have imagined.
I never knew that kissing another woman or making love to another woman would have been so… awesome! I never thought of myself as lesbian but something about Holly, awakened me. I still blush thinking about that first time.
But I’ll let Lillian tell you all about it. I’ll talk to you guys later!
June Montgomery did what all “good girls” do and got her education then set out into the city to seek out a life of fun and adventure. But when she finds herself instead dateless, working for a royal mess up of a boss and in a rut, she begins to question the very reason for her existence. Until one day at work, things get changed up and she is left shaken and wondering at the appearance of one Hollander Trudeau.
Hollander Trudeau’s mysterious heart tries not to give anything away but something about June has her breaking the rules. Will this office tryst become more than she bargained for and end up like all the others or has she found a woman who can bring her down to her knees?
This 7500 word story is Part One of Ten, in the Butch/Femme erotic romance series, “Awakenings.”
“Yes Ms. Trudeau?” June poked her head into the office, leaning on the door jamb.
“June – please tell me that the systems have a back up! I just spent the afternoon preparing for this case and I’m not sure what I pressed but I can’t seem to find my files!” Holly was frantically pressing buttons and clicking on the mouse in exasperation.
“Um… I think we only have weekly back-ups that run during the weekends. Unless you set your own computer to back-up nightly, the answer would be, No.” June sat in Holly’s chair while she gave her explanation and proceeded to click through all the possible places the file could be. She felt Holly lean in close to her, her cologne making it difficult to concentrate.
“Oh! Wait! This must be it – it has today’s time stamp.” June clicked on the file and it opened. She felt Holly exhale onto her shoulder and turned her face into a pair of warm soft lips.
At first she made as if to turn away, but when she realized Holly hadn’t backed away or gasped in surprise, she stayed put. She felt Holly’s lips firmly kiss her back, in contrast to her own timid, unsure kiss. She allowed herself to be led, submitting to the intrusion of an unfamiliar but welcomed tongue. She found herself turning into Holly’s embrace, reaching to bury her fingers through the soft curls. She arose to her feet, standing on her toes to ensure her lips stayed connected.
Medium sturdy hands snaked around her waist, pulling her in and she went, willingly.
“Ms. Trudeau… I’m sorry, I…” A determined kiss covered her mouth, silencing any further protestations. The two women danced an awkward dance of limbs entwining, legs moving, lips kissing. June felt a fire ignite in her yoni, a wetness she had only known when pleasuring herself, began to seep through her panties. The clumsy dance continued to the door, which was shut by what she can only assume was Holly’s foot. A contraction flipped in the small of her belly, causing her to whimper into Holly’s mouth, which caused her ass to be grabbed and her body to be hoisted onto the desk behind her.
Finding herself seated she opened her legs and encircled the waist of the woman standing between them. She felt a hand squeeze her breast and she yelped into her solicitors’ neck. Breathless and euphoric with tears she began pulling her blouse out of her skirt where it wanted to remain tucked, she surrendered her hands and allowed it to be removed. A brief moment of modesty found her covering her cleavage with both hands. When those insistent lips met hers again, she planted her hands behind her on the desk to give her leverage and to allow herself to be kissed down her neck and across both breasts.
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