Nora

Nora’s stomach was in knots as she sat at her desk on Monday afternoon, waiting for her meeting with Olivia. The team that had been assembled for the Indigo Lights campaign was getting together to meet with the client and go over what would be expected of them on this project. 

This would be the first time Nora and Olivia would see each other since Saturday morning, when Nora was rushed out of Olivia’s apartment after a night of some of the best sex she had ever had. She had been thinking about Olivia and their passionate night together all weekend. She was excited to see her again, but at the same time, her nerves were getting the best of her. She had no idea what Olivia was going to say or how she would act when they finally saw each other. 

Nora checked the time. Their meeting was set to start in a couple of minutes. She gathered up her laptop and phone and made her way to Olivia’s office on the other side of the floor. Olivia’s assistant, Andrew, ushered her into the room. Nora was the last to arrive, taking a seat at the end of the small conference table. 

Olivia had been idly chatting with the man sitting to her right as they waited to begin. When she noticed Nora’s presence, she turned and gave her a small smile, sending lightning strikes directly into Nora’s heart. 

As the meeting began, Nora found her mind, once again, getting carried away with thoughts of Olivia. She watched intently as Olivia confidently commanded the room, every bit the professional businesswoman she knew her to be. 

But as Nora looked upon the leggy blond in her sky blue pantsuit that so perfectly matched the oceanic blues of her eyes, Nora couldn’t help but imagine the body that she now knew lay beneath those designer clothes. Her smooth, soft skin, with the lightest scattering of freckles across her shoulders. Her pale pink nipples, so sensitive, that she gasped into Nora's ear any time she so much as grazed them with her fingertips. The soft blond hair between her legs that glimmered with her arousal as they ground against each other.

Nora could feel the heat rise from her chest up to her face as she fantasized about her boss’s body and all of the naughty things she still wanted to do with her. She hoped no one else at the table could see how red she had become. She felt like she was wearing her arousal all over her face. Like there was a giant neon sign reading, ‘I fucked the boss! And boy, oh boy, do I want to do it again!’ pointing right at her.

Thankfully, their meeting wasn’t a long one. Nora didn’t think she could stand this torture much longer. 

“That’s all for today, everyone. Thanks for your time,” Olivia said as she dismissed the small group. “Nora, hang back a minute, will you?” Olivia asked quietly as everyone else made their way toward the door. 

Nora stood next to the table, her heart and mind racing as she waited. She watched as Olivia closed the door behind the last person to leave.

“Hi,” Olivia said sweetly as she approached Nora. 

“Hi,” Nora echoed, biting her lip, trying to hide her growing smile.

“Come sit with me? I’d like to talk.” 

Olivia took Nora’s hand and guided her over to the loveseat on the other side of her office. She sat with her body facing Nora, one long arm draped over the back of the supple leather sofa. 

“How was the rest of your weekend?” Olivia asked.

“It was good. Pretty uneventful though, considering…” Nora felt heat rising in her cheeks as more images of their night together filled her brain. “How about you? Is everything okay?” she asked, concern thickening her tone as she remembered the way Olivia rushed her out the door to take care of some unknown emergency.

Olivia’s eyes shifted to something behind Nora’s head as she ran a hand through her hair. “Eh, not really. But it will be fine. It’s nothing to worry about,” she said, letting out a heavy sigh. Whatever had happened after the two parted ways on Saturday had clearly left Olivia quite shaken. 

“Is it anything you want to talk about?” Nora asked gently.

“No. I really don’t want to think about any of that right now. Not while I’m with you,” she replied, giving Nora a sweet smile. 

The easy radiance of Olivia’s smile turned Nora’s knees so weak, she was glad she was already sitting down. But she could see that something still lay behind Olivia’s eyes. Pain? Hurt? Sadness? She couldn’t tell exactly. But whatever undefinable emotion it was that had settled in Olivia’s spirit, pulled tight at Nora’s heartstrings. 

She’d always been a bit of a “bleeding heart”, as her father liked to put it. Maybe some would call her an empath, most might just call her naive. But whatever it was that made her so aware of the melancholy seeping from the woman sitting next to her made her want to reach out and wrap her arms around Olivia. To hold her tight until all of her worries melted away.

Before Nora could lose herself any further to her own thoughts, Olivia quickly moved on.

“I have to apologize again for the way I left things that morning.”

“It’s okay, I understand. Plus, you’ve already apologized profusely,” Nora said with a small laugh.

“Yeah, but I want to make it up to you. I leave tonight to go to Atlanta for a few days, but I’d like to take you to dinner Friday night. What do you say?”

“I would love that.” Nora beamed as the fluttering of those familiar butterflies rippled through her belly.

Olivia leaned in close to Nora until their lips were only inches apart. “Perfect. It’s a date,” she whispered as she lifted her hand to push a loose strand of hair behind Nora’s ear. 

Nora’s hand found its way to Olivia’s thigh as she moved closer, closing the distance between them. She kissed her softly at first, but as soon as Olivia’s lips parted, reciprocating her desire, Nora couldn’t help but deepen their kiss. Passion and lust took hold as she slid her tongue into Olivia’s mouth, moaning quietly as she lost herself in the softness of her supple lips.

Olivia pulled away slightly, biting gently on Nora’s bottom lip, sending sparks straight to Nora’s core. “It seems I’m not the only one who couldn’t wait to see you again…” she said with a light chuckle.

Olivia’s hand traveled from Nora’s knee up her thigh, her fingers softly playing with the hem of her skirt as she pushed it up to her hips. Olivia then grabbed Nora’s waist with both hands, lifting her up slightly. Nora shifted her weight, raising herself up to sling her leg across Olivia’s lap, settling herself down on top of her thighs.

Nora slid her hands through Olivia’s short hair, intertwining her fingers behind her neck. “I’ve been thinking about you all weekend,” she breathed, her lips brushing against Olivia’s as she spoke.

She hadn’t been able to get Olivia out of her mind the last couple of days. Imagining the moment when she could kiss and touch her again. And she would be lying if she said she hadn’t fantasized - more than once - about doing just that, right here, in Olivia’s office. 

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you either,” Olivia whispered as her hand moved to the heat between Nora's thighs. Nora moaned into her mouth as Olivia moved her panties to the side, sliding two fingers through Nora’s moistening slit, spreading her wetness in a circle around her stiff clit.

“I love how wet your pussy is for me,” Olivia growled, voice thick and eyes heavy with lust. Her mouth moved lower, covering Nora’s chest in licks and kisses, occasionally nipping at her flushed skin. “Take your shirt off,” she said between heavy breaths. “I want to see you.”

Without an ounce of hesitation, Nora grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head, revealing her breasts to her lover, her hardened nipples just inches from Olivia’s mouth. 

“Fuck,” Olivia groaned as her free hand roamed Nora’s bare chest. “You’re so perfect.” 

Nora’s face fell for just a split second as she felt a strange mix of emotions wash over her. Olivia’s clear admiration of her body made her feel sexier and more confident than she had, perhaps ever before. 

But these were words that she wasn’t accustomed to hearing from lovers. It was such a foreign experience for someone to make her feel wanted and cared for. Nothing at all like an object meant to be used and then tossed to the side without a second thought. She didn’t know how to react to this kind of praise.

Again, Nora’s intrusive thoughts were quickly banished by Olivia’s warm, wet tongue swirling around one of her sensitive pink buds. Nora let out a long sigh as Olivia gently sucked her nipple between her lips, slowly raking her teeth over the pebbled skin.

As Olivia’s mouth and fingers traversed the landscape of her body, Nora’s hands fell to Olivia’s chest, nearly ripping open the buttons of her shirt, so eager to feel her smooth, warm skin beneath her palms. 

Just as Olivia’s fingertip swirled around Nora’s entrance, poised to push inside, determined to explore her inner depths, the intercom on Olivia’s desk buzzed, shattering their heated exchange and causing both women to jump. 

“Ms. Andersen?” Andrew’s deep but timid voice rang through the speaker.

Shooting out of Olivia’s lap, Nora quickly grabbed her shirt off the sofa cushion and threw it over her head with a frantic, panicked fervor as Olivia raced toward her desk on the other side of the room.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself before answering, Olivia leaned down to press the red button on the intercom. “Yes, Andrew?” she asked, trying but failing to hide the annoyance in her tone. 

“Um, I’m sorry to interrupt you, Ms. Andersen, but Ms. Lexington is waiting for you in conference room C for your call with Mr. Emory from Queen Cosmetics.”

“Shit,” Olivia whispered to herself as she checked the time on her watch. “Alright, Andrew. Thank you. I’m just finishing up a meeting. Would you mind taking some coffee to the conference room, please?”

“Of course. Right away, Ms. Andersen.”

“You know, I’m getting really sick of being interrupted by uninvited guests while I’m with you,” Olivia said with a cheeky grin as she wrapped her arms around Nora’s waist, pulling her in close. 

“I hope that’s not some sign from the universe.” Nora giggled as she attempted to smooth down Olivia’s tousled hair. 

“No way! What does the universe know anyway?” Olivia replied, her voice thick with the kind cocky confidence that made Nora’s skin tingle.

“I guess I should go…” Nora said reluctantly, pulling out of Olivia’s embrace.

“I wish you didn’t have to. And I wish I didn’t have to go out of town. Four days is about four days longer than I have the patience for.”

Nora laughed as she grabbed her things off the conference table before making her way toward the door. But before she turned the handle, she unlocked her phone and offered it to Olivia. 

“Why don’t you give me your number?” she asked, a shy smile playing on her kiss-swollen lips. “Give me a call if you get bored while you’re in Atlanta.”

“I have a feeling Atlanta will be extremely boring,” Olivia replied as she took Nora’s phone from her hand.

Olivia tapped her fingers along the screen, adding her number into Nora’s contact list. The thought that those were the very same fingers that had just been expertly teasing her most sensitive of places made an intense heat rush into Nora’s cheeks. 

Handing back her phone, Olivia leaned in, placing a sweet, almost chaste kiss on Nora’s lips. 

“Bye Olivia,” Nora said with a wide smile as her fingers gripped the door handle.

“Goodbye Nora.”