Service....

[scarletnym]

Bryn looked over at the beauty, thinking she did not need to change one bit. Her body was amazing. She blushed at her thoughts, dropping her head to take another bite. Bryn was surprised at how quickly her mind flew to that time she bathed Michaela. She had never been interested in another women. Perhaps it was the close proximity of her ever day. That's all it is, Bryn thought.

She tried to push the thoughts away and focus. Smiling as she chewed, she didn't actually mind the paperwork. It was a great time to think.

Bryn watched in awe as Michaela's soft tongue slide out, catching the bit of flavor from her lip. She quickly dropped her eyes and finished her meal. When she was finished, she wiped her mouth with her napkin and drank a bit more of the cherry coke. She played with the straw a bit as she listened to her next assignment.

She listened intently, knowing the paperwork would probably take up the rest of her afternoon, leaving just enough time for her to make a quick dinner.

I have three more weeks until classes begin. I'll pull up my current schedule and if the times don't work for you, I can probably still change them around.

Bryn wanted so much to keep this job. The money was great, the lodgings even better and she was becoming used to her job and this woman. She almost hated when Michaela worked through lunch or dinner, missing her when she was not around.

Her eyes grew wide as she heard Michaela's request...although it sounded more like an order. She felt her stomach clench tightly, a warmth sliding over her, flushing her face. Bryn couldn't take her eyes off of Michaela, she wanted to look around the room, but something stopped her. Her tongue slid over her lips as she leaned forward. She placed her hands on the table, moving slowly, not quite sure of herself. Her mouth moved over her lips, brushing softly before pulling back. She stayed leaning across the table, her eyes moved up to Michaela's as she waited.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Michaela hadn't expected the soft kiss the taller girl gave to her. She tasted, briefly, the soft cherry sweetness left behind and smiled, her eyes lightening imperceptibly.

Hmm, make sure you leave the schedule of your classes on my desk upstairs, sweet.

Michaela grinned and moved, rising from her own seat to lean forward and capture the girl's neck with a warm hand. With deliberate slowness, Michaela kissed the corner of Bryn's mouth, a tongue tip flicking lightly at Bryn's bottom lip. Her hand tightened, as she deepened the kiss, a hint of tongue, a soft suction on the delectable mouth.

Eventually, she eased back, letting go of the girl and sitting down.

That more than paid for your lunch, sweet.

Another slow smile and then Michaela stood up, waving for the waitress to bring the bill. Once she had it, she moved to the register and paid for both lunches, telling the girl to keep the change. Then she strode back to the table.

Come pretty. I have work to do, and so do you.

Grabbing Bryn's hand, Michaela tugged her onto her feet and led her through the diner's exit door.

Now then, I expect a call to let me know when you get home.

Michaela checked her watch.

I should be home no later than 6:30.

Another slow smile and then Michaela dropped Bryn's hand.

I will see you soon.

 

[scarletnym]

She saw the smile and remembered to breath.

I will have it there today, Michaela

Bryn's smile slipped away as she watched the beauty moving closer. She froze as the heat pressed against her neck, almost in a trance. Her eyes fluttered closed, feeling Michaela's soft lips, breath catching at the flick of her tongue. Bryn gripped the table tight at the feel of her kiss, shocked at the heat pooling in her lower belly. She felt Michaela pull back, her lips still tingling as her eyes slowly opened.

She leaned back into her seat, blushing softly, her eyes dropping. Looking up quickly, she watched as Michaela paid for their lunch. Bryn slid her tongue out, running it over her lips as she watched her, so sure, so confident. She could still taste the beauty on her lips and flushed. Her mind and her body were a confused mess, something she would need to work out very quickly.

Yes, Michaela

She responded, quickly rises as Michaela pulled on her hand. Bryn couldn't help but enjoy the touch of her hand, warm in hers as she gripped it loosely. She followed her out, her mind still buzzing from the kiss.

Yes, of course, Michaela

Knowing full well, she would follow her instructions perfectly. She watches her carefully, knowing the reason for the flush on her skin.

I'll have dinner ready. See you soon, Michaela

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Michaela waited until Bryn made it to her car before turning back to the building that housed her offices. The rest of her day went by quickly and she managed to line up a new client for the firm. She typed up the appropriate information, saved her files and got ready to go home.

She said goodbye to her secretary and headed out into the late afternoon sunshine. She knew she wanted to stop by a store and get a gift for Bryn to show her just how much she appreciated all the hard work the other girl had put in.

Twenty minutes later, she had a pair of 4 inch heeled leather ankle boots boxed up and wrapped in dark blue paper.

Time to go home.

present

 

[scarletnym]

As soon as she arrived at the house, Bryn called Michaela to let her know she made it back. After hanging up, a small blush to her face, she went to the downstairs office and pulled up her school schedule. She looked through the list, realizing she only signed up for three classes this semester. Bryn hoped that Michaela wouldn't want her to add more. She wanted to spend the rest of her time here.

Once the schedule was printed out, she walked upstairs and laid it on Michaela's desk. Having finished her chores for the day, Bryn went to her room and straightened up, cleaning her bathroom and checking the clock continuously. At 6 o'clock she made her way to the kitchen and washed her hands before gathering items for dinner. She decided on a Sopressata and Roma Bean Salad with Pecorino. Lite and simple but it should be filling enough.

Bryn sliced the sopressata and moved onto the beans and arugula, washing them thoroughly. She was just finishing up tossing the salad when she heard the car in the driveway. Her stomach jumped and she quickly washed her hands before dishing out the salad. As she finished setting the table, the front door opened and she stood with her hands on the back of her chair, waiting for Michaela to enter.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The light, fresh scent wafting from the kitchen caused Michaela's stomach to growl, hungrily. With a happy smile, she moved to that room, holding the prettily wrapped package in her right hand. Upon reaching the entrance, she stopped a small grin gracing her features as she took in Bryn standing there, behind her chair, looking absolutely adorable. The girl had a touch of color in her cheeks, almost as if she were suppressing some sort of excitement...like a child at Christmas.

Hello, Bryn. The salad looks good. Did you print up your classes for me?

Not giving the other girl time to answer, Michaela strode forward, the present extended toward Bryn.

I am quite sure you did. This is for you. Please open it.

 

[scarletnym]

Bryn smiled as the beautiful woman entered, her hands gripping the chair a bit harder at the memory of their lunch together. Her lips part to answer and remain open as she spies the present. She looked up at Michaela, a small grin spreading quickly.

Oh, Michaela...for me? Thank you so much. And yes...it's on your desk.

She took the present and with one last look at Michaela, she tore open the wrapping, excitement plain on her face. Bryn pulled back the paper and her breath caught at the sight of the boots. She reached in and picked one up, turning it in her small hands.

Wow... she whispered, her eyes rising to Michaela's.

They're beautiful. Thank you, Michaela. I love them.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Michaela smiled.

I am glad you like them, sweet Bryn. Maybe you will consent to wear them for me one night soon.

Michaela stepped closer, allowing her body to invade the other girl's personal space. Trailing a few fingers down Bryn's arm, she smiled up at her, allowing a pleased expression to show upon her face. Then, she turned away, sitting down at the table and motioning Bryn to take a seat as well.

Come on, let's eat. I have a plan for you this evening.

 

[scarletnym]

Bryn couldn't get over just how sexy the boots were, never having owned anything close to them in the past. She looked up at Michaela, her smile faultering as she watched her moving closer. Thoughts of their lunch flashed through her mind, heating her body and catching her breath. Her touch seems to burn a line down her arm. Bryn felt wonderful, seeing that look on Michaela's face, loving that she had made her happy.

She couldn't help but wonder how, in such a short time, she seemed to need her praise. Shaking her head a bit, she smiled and sat down opposite the striking woman.

"I...I hope you like it, I found the recipe on the internet and thought it would be a nice light meal for you." Bryn took a bite and smiled over at her. "Is it a surprise or...can you tell me?" she asked, her eyes filled with curiosity.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

"I...I hope you like it, I found the recipe on the internet and thought it would be a nice light meal for you."

I do like it, pretty. It tastes heavenly and is just what I require.

"Is it a surprise or...can you tell me?"

Oh it is a surprise and I promise you, I have every intention of making sure you like it.

Michaela smiled, her white teeth flashing before she bent her head to eat. Scant minutes later, her plate was empty. Leaning back with a sigh, she pushed the plate out of the way and watched as Bryn finished her own meal.

I am going to check the play room. After you clear the table, bring me a glass of red wine. You will find some good ones in my cellar.

Michaela stood up and smiled down at the other girl.

You may get yourself a glass, as well. Don't take too long, sweets.

With no further ado, Michaela strode away. A few minutes later she was seated on the couch closest to the entrance, her eyes taking in all the gleaming wood. Bryn had done well. Everything was perfect and smelled lightly of lemon Pledge. Shutting her brown eyes, Michaela tilted her head back and waited for Bryn to join her.

 

[scarletnym]

Bryn smiled over at Michaela, loving surprises but a bit ansy to find out what it is exactly. She shifted in her seat, but did her best to concentrate on eating. Her eyes continually rose to watch the beauty eat, making sure she was not needed for anything. She looked up at the sigh and saw that Michaela was finished and quickly finished up her last few bites.

It really was a delicious meal, although Bryn seemed more concerned with how Michaela enjoyed the food. Her eyes rose after she had finished and listened intently to her orders. After returning the smile she nodded and watched the other woman leave the room. The excitement grew as she began to clear the table. She was sure Michaela would find the playroom cleaned properly but wondered where she would lead her after checking on her work. It never occurred to her that they would remain in that room as she finished drying the dishes.

Bryn found the cellar door and flicked on the light before making her way down to select a bottle of wine. The wine cellar was extensive and Bryn stood there for a few minutes completely lost. She had never chosen a wine before and wasn't sure how to pick the right one. Reaching out, she gripped a red topped bottle and pulled it out carefully. The label read "1940 Chateau Pichon Longueville Comtesse" and Bryn hoped it would be the right choice.

She made her way back up to the kitchen and turned off the light before closing the cellar door. Placing the bottle on the counter, she found two glasses and carefully opened the bottle. She remembered something about letting wine breath but Michaela had told her to hurry, so she opened and poured the wine quickly.

After placing the cork back into the wine as best she could, Bryn carried the two glasses up to the playroom. She entered the room and saw Michaela sitting with her eyes closed. Moving over in front of her, she spoke softly.


Michaela? I've finished and...brought your wine.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Michaela? I've finished and...brought your wine.

Michaela had heard the door as it opened, but remained relaxed and unmoving until the taller girl had announced her presence. Smiling, she opened her eyes and gazed at the other girl for long, wordless moments, enjoying the discomfiture Bryn unconsciously displayed. Rising from the couch, Michaela grabbed the wine glass from Bryn and inhaled the deep rich scent.

Very good choice, pretty.

Michaela took a sip, swirling the wine in her mouth to get the full effect before swallowing. Then she motioned for Bryn to take a seat and joined her on the couch.

You have done so well that I wanted to reward you. In truth, the reward is also for me as this is the only way I can think of to get you naked and under my hands.

Watching as a blush rose to the other girl's face, Michaela laughed, a low seductive sound.

You worked so hard in here. It shows. I would like to give you a massage. Please, go to the room on your left and strip down. There is a silk robe you may put on until you are on my massage table.

 

[scarletnym]

Bryn returned the smile, shifting a bit as she waited for Michaela to speak. Her lip pulled in and she nibbled softly, watching the other woman rise, loving the smooth, fluid movements.

She watched as Michaela sampled the wine, feeling a bit childish as she took a small sip. Bryn sat on the far side of the couch, holding her glass against her knees. Her eyes lit up at the thought of a reward, but immediately widen, a soft blush coating her cheeks.

Her laugh was like silk on her skin, goosebumps forming along her skin. The tone of her words left no doubt that it was more than a request. Her eyes flicked to the room on her left and back to Michaela. She nodded once, speaking softly,

Thank you, Michaela. I tried very hard to make it perfect. And...the massage sounds wonderful.

After placing her glass on the table, she rose and entered the room. Her hands shook softly as she began to undress, a bit nervous at the thought of having the beauties hands on her body. She slipped into the robe and stepped back out into the room, her eyes downcast.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Thank you, Michaela. I tried very hard to make it perfect. And...the massage sounds wonderful.

Michaela smiled and stood up. Within a few strides, she was at Bryn's side, her hands reaching for the other girl.

Good. You will see the table on your left, pretty. Climb up, resting your face in the cradle. You may pull the robe down, to your waist.

Her voice was slow, seductive, almost lazy. She didn't want to scare the other one, not yet. This was to be a reward for the two of them. She turned away and went to her smaller toy chest, unlatching it and grabbing the massage oil from it's confines. Quick movements unbuttoned and removed her own shirt, leaving only a sports bra in place. Finally, she turned and made her way to Bryn's side.

First, we add the oil.

Cool drops of fluid touched Bryn's shoulders and the small of her back. Michaela grinned to see the other girl's body react by forming goosebumps. Her small, strong hands smoothed the oil in and then began to stroke with firm pressure from the neck, down.

 

[scarletnym]

Bryn shivers visibly at the sound of her voice, feeling it touching places deep within me. When Michaela turns away, she moves to the table and climbs upon it. She pulls her arms from the robe, making sure it is still draped around her waist. Turning, she lays down, the cool fabric against her skin has her nipples growing hard.

Nervously, she places her face in the cradle and reaches down to check the robe. The material had moved, just covering her bottom. She adjusts it as best she can and tries to relax. Bryn feels the cool oil dropping along her back, her flesh reacting to the sensation. She feels the other woman's hands on her back and tenses for a moment.

A soft sigh slips from her as she begins to relax as she enjoys the sensations Michaela is giving her. She closes her eyes, her body melting into the table.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Hands glide over smooth flesh, following each dip, each curve. Fingertips press in circular motions, moving down a slow inch at a time. Pushing the robe away, until it lays beneath the rounded globes of her bum, Michaela continued her ministrations, applying expert pressure to each bit of tension she felt. Another dollop of oil, dribbled down the crack of the girl's bum and fingers searching, spreading the oil, gently picking apart tensions and replacing those tensions with need.

Michaela smiled, watching as legs struggled to remain closed, but parted slightly. Her hands traced designs on sensitive flesh, up the spine, down again. Until her left hand was placed at the juncture of Bryn's slightly spread thighs. A long digit, eased up and then, inside, feeling heat and wetness. Her right hand continued the massage, stroking soft skin, pushing down, pressing.

How do you feel, sweet?

The finger was slow, sure, seductive in it's pacing. Teasing her. Michaela used the thumb next, adding it to the mix, touching Bryn's clit with soft, deft strokings. Her other hand had meandered upward, holding Bryn's neck and squeezing...

Talk to me...

 

[scarletnym]

Bryn almost moans as Michaela's hands work her soft skin, smoothing away the tension from her body so expertly. She tenses once more as she feels her bottom exposed, the oil sliding between her cheeks, coating her bottom, her sex. Her breath speeds up, hands gripping the table as she feels the gentle strokes.

She trembles softly, wanting to open herself but afraid to let go. Small ripples of pleasure run through her with each touch of her fingers. She feels her hand so close, wondering if Michaela can feel her moisture, her heat. Her breath catches at the touch of her finger, unable to answer her.

Her back arches at the touch on her clit, heat rushing through her. She aches for more, her sex throbbing and clenching hard. The grip on her neck pulls the words from her lips.

I...I feel so hot, aching. What are you doing to me? She whimpers, wanting more, needing it.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I...I feel so hot, aching. What are you doing to me?

Bending close, Michaela allows her mouth to brush the small of Bryn's back.

I am relaxing you, pretty one. Why don't you flip over? I assume the front of you is just as tense as the back.

The hand trapped between warm thighs, speeds up, wetness seeping. She knows that Bryn is almost ready, but not quite. She figures another day or so, and Bryn will be. Michaela can hardly contain herself...

Flip over. Toss the robe on the floor. You can get it when I finish.

 

[scarletnym]

Bryn shivers at the feel of her lips, so soft against her skin. The heat of her breath seems to pool low in her stomach. She feels so hot, faint, wanting but afraid to give in.

Her body moves gently under her touch, unable...unwilling to stop the delicious feelings Michaela is bringing to her. She begins to roll, not wanting the pleasure to stop but wanting to do as she commands. When she finally turns, her hand reaches down and pulls the robe free, revealing herself to the beauty above her. Bryn's eyes close tight, a soft blush caressing her cheeks.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Michaela removes her hand from it's warm spot and dribbles oil on breasts and belly. She moves, stroking skin with delicate fingertips, smoothing, soothing. She avoids Bryn's sex with both hands, tweaking a nipple, light pinches before moving down, down, further down.

More oil, on thighs. One hand smoothing the oil in, the other follows behind, stroking, relaxing. Fingers reaching for, and brushing alongside, warm female inner flesh. Just teasing, making her want, making Bryn need.

Now, do you feel better, Bryn?

Finishing the massage, front of calves, feet, the toes, the instep. Knuckles and fingertips. Stopping, moving halfway up the table, leaning forward, a quick tongue movement, tasting wetness...and then a light slap on outer thigh...

Up sweet. Get your robe.

 

[scarletnym]

Her eyes remain closed, her skin flushed as she feels the oil sliding over her skin. She tries hard to relax but the touch of Michaela's hands has her body responding. Bryn struggles to remain still, each stroke of her fingers, the soft pinches, seem to tighten her sex. Her lips part, a soft moan slipping out at the teasing touches.

Yes her voice thick with need Yes, Michaela, thank you.

Bryn's mind is everywhere, confusion, need, desire. She can't believe the feelings this woman is giving her. Never before had anyone made her feel so needy. Just when she thought she would explode, it was over. Her eyes opened and she almost begged for more but instead nodded and quickly slipped off the table. Bryn pulled on her robe with shaking hands, her eyes down as she ties it closed.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Michaela smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners. Bryn looked shaky, ready to pop for want of release. She couldn't decide what would be worse for the poor girl: to be allowed to orgasm with Michaela's name on her lips or to be asked not to give in to desire and save her orgasm for later. A few moment's of debate...and then finally, she spoke.

"You know Bryn, that I can tell you are on edge. I wonder why?" A husky laugh, a wider grin, a hand that reaches to stroke a silk covered shoulder. "I am thinking that your next orgasm should be dedicated to me...so either you can ask me to get you off or you can get yourself off while whispering my name. Either way, I will be responsible for it, don't you think?"

Another stride, until the taller girl was barely an inch distant. Strong hands gripped her waist, tugging her close. Michaela looked up, capturing Bryn's bottom lip between sharp white teeth and tugged. Her voice was husky, commanding, cajoling...

"Or you can skip it all together and sleep wet...."

 

[scarletnym]

Bryn bit down on her bottom lip, her skin flushed a deep pink as she heard and felt the delicious laugh. Her eyes found Michaela's at the soft caress, widening as she listened. She wanted so much to feel the beauty's hand on her body or even just touch herself to take away this almost painful ache in her sex. Even with the need throbbing between her legs, she wasn't sure if she could.

She was never very promiscuous, always so very shy around others. Her mother was very religious and proper. You didn't do certain things and sex was just for making a family after marriage. Bryn always thought there was more but hid those feelings even from herself. She always felt there was something missing and yet could not make herself push the boundaries, always the good girl.

Her body trembled as Michaela moved closer, feeling her hands pulling her close. She barely breathed, heat flaring through her as she felt Michaela's warm breath, her sharp teeth. Bryn couldn't think past the need, her eyes closing tight. "Please, Michaela. I need it," she whispered softly.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A silent laugh, her words echoing in the close confines of the room. Michaela can hear the desperation, the worry and it makes her want the girl even more. She knows this will be the first real step...the first real task, whether Bryn acknowledges it to herself or not...

"You need it?" Hands reach out, removing the silky robe from pale flesh, nails lightly tracing the skin. The robe is dropped by the taller girl's feet as Michalea studies her, watching her every breath, her every convulsive movement. "How badly? Enough to kneel before me and beg?"

Slender hands reach toward Bryn, one moving unerringly between slightly splayed thighs, to caress the inner most pink folds hidden from sight. Nails tickle sensitive clitoral flesh as the other hand makes contact with a nipple and plucks... "Will you beg for me, pretty? Kneel up and look me in my eyes? Tell me EXACTLY what you want me to do, for you? Will you ask??"

 

[scarletnym]

She nods, her eyes pleading with the beautiful woman. Her eyes widen nervously, a soft blush sliding across the top of her chest. The first reaction she has is to cover her body but Bry knows that would not be a good choice. Michaela's nails send shivers through her body, her eyes closing for a moment. She stares down at the floor, her breath catching...could she do it, she wonders.

Her legs tremble at the soft touch, Bryn's eyes finding the other woman's as her hands tease and torment her already needy body. Each touch has her body reacting, her nipples tightening, her arousal sliding down her thighs and she whimpers. "Yes...yes please," Bryn whispers, wanting ... needing to feel her touch.

She drops silently to her knees and takes a deep breath before lifting her chin, her eyes once again meeting Michaela's. Her hands grip tightly together as she feels her stomach fluttering. "Michaela..." her voice is barely heard over her pounding heart. "Please, Michaela...will you...will you touch me again." The heat slides higher, flushing her cheeks. "Please, I need to cum."