Part 1 Elena I sighed as I pulled my Red BMW into a narrow parking space near the entrance to the Grand Hotel, pleased that I wouldn't have far to walk in heels. I hated these holiday parties, and making Bessmer Insurance was famous (or infamous) for the most elaborate ones in town. Being one of the only women in my department, I would have to tolerate the catcalls and snide comments from the mostly male staff, particular...

Part 2 Elena When I opened my eyes, I was groggy enough that it took me several seconds to remember where I was. I blinked a few times to let the room come into focus, and I could see the sheer curtains in my bedroom dancing in the breeze coming through my window. I smiled to myself, remembering that I had brought those drapes to every home I lived in as an adult, and about the only thing from my childhood that I still ow...

Part 3 Elena It took me several days to find the perfect venue for our little outing, there were a number of ‘do it yourself’ pottery places in town, but so many seemed like a bunch of amateurs trying to kill a few hours. I wanted something homey, quaint even, where Tamara could really tap back into something she loved, and with someone actually skilled in the art. I found what was essentially a studio, in a very small bu...

Elena Watching Tamara’s transformation over the weeks that followed was positively breathtaking for me. Her uncertainty and self-doubt melted away more with each passing day. Unfortunately, that just made me like her all the more, which was surely setting me up for a world of hurt. Now that she was single again I tried to nudge her into dating, even trying to guilt her into setting up a Tinder account, but I failed misera...

Elena When the partygoers finally left several hours later, Tamara helped me clean everything up, and I offered to call her an Uber if she wanted to head home instead of staying over as planned, but she declined, which made me feel less worried that I had overwhelmed her. “Yeah, that’s fine, I am really tired anyway so would just like to crash right now,” Tamara said with a heavy sigh. “Well I have plenty of room, so no w...

Elena I spent most of the next day simply crying, my heart felt like it had been ripped out and dropped right into an emotional blender. Part of me was angry: Angry at myself for letting Tamara in so deep; angry at Tamara for seemingly teasing me, and angry at the entire universe for tearing her out of my life. At the same time, I picked up my phone about a dozen or so times, wanting to call her or send a text, even if it...

Tamara My dreams that night were sensual but not necessarily erotic, hearkening back to the dance on Halloween, pressed against Elena, feeling sensations that were scary and exciting all at the same time. Her eyes were staring into mine, and I could feel her whispering into my mind somehow coaxing me just to give in, to the desires, to the feelings, to her. I woke up understandably horny but resisted the urge to finger my...