Jenna had just completed the last lines of a letter to send to the probate court when in came Mr Barrett entered the room. Mr Barrett was one of the senior partners of the legal practice where she worked and when he visited her office it was normally to pass on work. Startled she looked up from her desk wondering what he wanted now.
Jenna, you better go down and see to Sasha, he said with a troubled look on his face. "She is very upset. Why what's the matter asked, a concerned Jenna wondering why Sasha could be so distressed.
Barrett replied, her boyfriend had just called and it appeared that she has had some bad news, so could she go and look after her. Yes, of course, Mr Barrett," Jenna said sincerely. She had really liked Sasha and would do her best to help her she thought as she put away the letters she was working on in a folder and placed them at the side of her desk.
Jenna worked as a trainee solicitor for a small legal firm, which employed about forty staff members. The office was located in a large converted house. Normally she worked in a small room upstairs with another female colleague, so she went downstairs to the room where Sasha had her desk.
Sasha worked in a larger office, which contained five desks. When Jenna entered Sasha was sitting sobbing at her desk, her long blond hair on the wooden surface. Two of her male colleagues were there. One of them, called Peter, had put his arm round her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her, while James was standing watching the scene.
James turned round and looked at Jenna. Jenna was a stunning woman with shoulder length dark hair and always wore feminine clothes that complemented her figure. As usual Jenna was dressed in a fashionable and stylish manner, wearing a lacy bra underneath a white blouse, a close fitting grey knee length business skirt, dark nylon stockings and grey high-heeled shoes. So it was no surprise that he gazed at her a moment, his eyes flitting from her breasts, to her hips, the hem of her skirt and finally up to her pretty face. Jenna was always quite flattered by the attention of my male colleagues. But today Jenna was concerned about Sasha.
What's happened? Jenna whispered to James as Jenna watched poor Sasha sobbing uncontrollably at her desk. I think her dad died. Her boyfriend just phoned to give her the news, replied James softly, he's coming to pick her up later.
Jenna saw Peter was beginning to lean a bit too close to Sasha to be just comforting her, it was clear that intervention was necessary.
Right Peter, I will deal with it from here, Jenna said firmly. Sasha was a gorgeous young woman and Jenna was concerned Peter may do something silly while she was in such a vulnerable state. Jenna knew that he liked Sasha romantically and Jenna didn't want either of them to get into trouble.
Like Jenna, Sasha was a trainee solicitor. She had joined the company straight from university a year before. Jenna was twenty-four and one year ahead of her. Jenna was single at the time. But Sasha was in a relationship, a fact that was a source of great disappointment to the numerous admirers among her male colleagues in the company, of whom the most fervent was definitely Peter.
Jenna walked up to Sasha and Peter reluctantly stood aside. Jenna put her hands on Saha's shoulders, feeling the smooth material of her white blouse under her fingers. Come on Sasha," Jenna said softly. Come up to my room and we'll sort you out.
But I have to finish this litigation letter for Mr Fisher, she sniffled, tears streaming from her eyes. Sasha was one of these girls who was universally popular, and deserved to be. She was cheerful, friendly, generous, loyal and a hard worker.
Oh, don't worry about that now, Jenna whispered. This is an exceptional circumstance. Come on, let's go! She nodded and slowly got up from her desk. Jenna put my arm around her and guided her up the stairs to the room where Jenna worked. We passed Mr Barrett on the way up. I'm just going to let her sit in my room for a while, Mr Barrett," Jenna said to him. "She just needs a little time to herself. That's fine, Jenna, he replied. I'll tell everyone not to disturb you.
They entered the room where Jenna worked and Jenna shut the door. Her office was a closed off square room. There was a window on the wall opposite to the door and two long desks were place along each of the side walls. In theory, four people could work in the room. But these days, only Jenna and Paula, who was a qualified solicitor, worked here. Paula was out of the office to see clients that day.
Although Sasha and Jenna had chatted on occasions as colleagues, they were not that close, working for different partners they had never worked together on an audit or legal assignment.
Despite this, Jenna did like her as a person, and wanted to do her best to console her. So Jenna put her arms round her and held her tight. Jenna moved her hands down to her Sasha's slim waist, feeling her shapely figure beneath the material of her blouse. Let's sit down, Jenna said softly.
Jenna pulled up two chairs and they sat beside each other. Jenna was sitting to her right and she placed her head on her left shoulder still sobbing. Her hands fidgeted nervously against the material of her cream skirt. Jenna placed her right hand on Sasha's left hand and caressed her fingers. Jenna couldn't help admiring the sparkle of the diamonds on her engagement ring.
I'll miss him so much, sobbed Sasha, referring to her deceased father. I can't believe he is gone.she sobbed, I know," Jenna said softly.
Jenna didn't really know what to say. While she was sitting there, Sasha's skirt had ridden slightly up her thigh. Jenna moved her right hand to lightly caress the material of the brown nylon covering her left knee, abscently wondering if she was wearing stockings. Jenna really hoped so. Sasha continued to sob on her shoulder.
Jenna looked at her as she sat beside her sobbing collegue. She really was a sexy girl. As well as the cream skirt and brown nylons, she was wearing a pair of brown knee-length boots. Jenna moved her hand down and caressed the top of her right boot, admiring the feel of the leather. Then her hand moved back up to her knees and continued its path up her skirt and along her inner thigh.
Jenna was beginning to feel a tingle in her groin as she always did when in close contact with a beautiful woman. The smell of her perfume and the smooth sensation of her nylon stockings under Jenna's fingers were beginning to arouse her. And her vulnerable state only served to increase the desire that was stirring within her.
Jenna couldn't help herself. Istinctively, Jenna turned towards her gently pushing her knees against her leg. By now Jenna's right hand had disappeared well up her skirt. Jenna smiled inwardly as she felt the rougher material of Sasha's stocking tops and then the smooth bare skin of her upper thighs. Jenna had always thought that Sasha was a conservative girl. It delighted her that she was wearing stockings. It never failed to excite her.
Sasha opened her legs, inviting her to discover her unexplored delights. Jenna responsed, pushing her skirt up a little more so Jenna could contemplate the beauty of Saha's shapely legs. Jenna felt her mouth brush against her neck and left cheek as she kissed her softly. It was clear she wanted her to go further. Teasing her, Jenna let her hands dwell a little longer on the smooth nylon of the stockings covering her upper thighs, prolonging the delicious feeling of anticipation that was building.
It had never occurred to Jenna before that Sasha could be a lesbian. To her and everyone else she had always been a friendly, caring young woman who was devoted to her boyfriend. Perhaps her grief had affected her. After all it wouldn't be the first time a death had increased sexual desire. Perhaps she just needed someone. Perhaps she just needed the caring and gentle touch of a woman.
Whatever the reason, she gave no resistance as Jenna pushed her skirt slowly up above her patterned stocking tops, until she could see the smooth, pale skin of her bare thighs. Jenna found herself desperately wanting to know what sort of panties Sasha was wearing. It wasn't the first time Jenna had asked this question, given how sexy and attractive Sasha was. But the growing desire Jenna was feeling in her pussy at that particular moment just made the answer to the question that bit more urgent.
The idea of seeing and touching Sasha's panties was very arousing, especially as doing so seemed so naughty and forbidden. With her pulse steadily increasing, Jenna licked her lips with anticipation and slowly pushed her skirt up to her waist.
Jenna was not to be disappointed. Like Sasha herself, the front of her white panties was sexy and feminine, smooth in the centre with pretty floral patterns on each side. With my hand still stroking her upper thighs, Jenna was captivated by the vision of her panties, her eyes drinking in every detail, admiring how the fine fabric accentuated the beauty of Sasha's slim abdomen and protruding pussy lips. Jenna's right hand meandered its way up the length of her left thigh, finding its way to the pretty floral design on the left side of her panties, her fingers tingling at the touch. Drifting across to the smooth material in the centre just below her belly button, the teasing fingers explored the area around Sasha's lower abdomen. Jenna played with the soft fabric for a moment, enjoying the delicious feeling of desire that accompanied it. Sighing with lust and desperate to rub her clit, Jenna found her fingers descending inexorably down toward the fine fabric covering the fleshy mound between Sasha's open thighs.
Jenna heard Sasha moan with pleasure. Jenna had been so absorbed that she didn't realise Saha had ceased to cry. She must have stopped sobbing some time ago. Lightly massaging her clit and pussy lips through her panties, Jenna looked into Sasha's large mournful eyes and smiled at her. Are you OK, Sasha, Jenna asked. She returned the smile melancholically with her big beautiful eyes.
Yes, Jenna. I am feeling much better, she replied softly. She took hold of Jenna's hand and rubbing her fingers against her pussy lips a little faster. She sighed softly and lay back in the chair and opened her legs so that her nylon clad knees and thighs were wide apart.
Smiling at her tenderly, Jenna kissed her gently on her right cheek and slipped her fingers down the front of her panties, feeling the soft material on the back of my hand. Jenna caressed Sasha's clit and pussy lips, feeling the damp moisture of her juices on her fingers.
Jenna looked up at the moaning Sasha. Jenna was still very aroused. She raised her gaze to Saha's breasts, longing to tongue her nipples. Slipping her hand out of her panties, she moved my hands up to the flat hard stomach. Let's make you more comfortable, Jenna said and knelt on the floor in front of her between her wide-open legs.
Jenna started unbuttoning Sasha's blouse. She smiled back taking Jenna's hands, placing them on her legs where her stocking tops met the bare skin of her thighs. At first Jenna thought she was objecting, but then she started to unbutton the blouse herself. In the meantime, Jenna caressed along the length of her hips and thighs, marvelling at the touch and sight of Sasha's gorgeous body before her.
As soon as Sasha had removed her blouse, Jenna moved her hands up to Sasha's upper body, caressing her slim waist. Her hands moved up further to cup her firm breasts, which were still covered by her white lacy bra. Jenna could feel and see through the bra that her pink cherry buds were already erect. Jenna pulled the cups of her bra down gently and sucked her left nipple.
Sasha gasped and threw her head back, holding my shoulders with her hands. Caressing the length of her body with my hands, Jenna savoured the sensation of her erect nipples on her tongue and lips. Sasha gasped with joy each time Jenna passionately sucked, licked and bit each nipple in turn.
At one point, she almost cried out loud and Jenna had to cover her mouth with my hand to muffle the sound. For a moment they giggled together. Then, Jenna lifted her head up to Sasha and kissed her gently on the lips. She responded with a probing tongue intertwined in a long and passionate kiss.
Sasha pulled away from her and looked at Jenna with a sorrowful expression on her face. Is it wrong what we are doing, Jenna?" she asked. Is it wrong that I feel so good when I should feel so sad? Of course not, Sasha, Jenna replied, desirous to reassure her. Whatever takes the pain away can only be a good thing. Then, please keep the pain at bay," she said, kissing Jenna again and fondling her breasts with her hands through my white blouse.
Disengaging herself, Jenna kissed her way down Sasha's torso, kissing between her breasts and down to her navel. Jenna moved down to her panties and she opened her legs even wider to let her in. Jenna kissed the floral designs on each side of her panties, enjoying the sensation of the lacy fabric on her lips. Then Jenna kissed her way down the smooth fabric covering her lower abdomen, eventually reaching her protruding pussy lips. With her nose pressed against her moist honey pot, Jenna breathed in deeply, intoxicating myself on the rich musky aroma of Sasha's wetness.
Jenna looked up at her. She looked back with her pretty eyes, an expression of anxious anticipation on her face. Jenna turned her attention back to Saha's pussy and pulled the material of her panties to one side. For a moment, Jenna gazed down at Sasha's beautiful moist cunt, reflecting on how long she had fantasised about this moment. Then with Sasha gently pushing her head down, Jenna ran her tongue against her waiting clit.
Sasha writhed on the seat with pleasure as Jenna sucked and licked her pussy. She sighed when Jenna licked her clit and groaned with joy when Jenna gently fucked her pussy with my fingers. Sasha spread her legs high and wide, her boots dangling in the air. She looked down at her, a blissful smile on her face, cutely scrunching her nose up as she sighed in ecstasy.
Jenna love the sensation of sucking another woman's pussy and was relishing the smell and tangy taste of Sasha's fanny juices on her tongue and in her nose. Jenna was completely oblivious to the world around her. The phone on the office desk rang, but they both ignored it. Nobody was going to spoil this beautiful moment between two beautiful sensual women.
Sasha finally climaxed in a gasp of joy, arching her back and grabbing Jenna's head with both her hands. Jenna was anxious to prolong her pleasure as long as she could. So continued flicking her clit with a hot wet tongue, prolonging her orgasm a few seconds more, until Sasha relaxed and gently pushed her away.
Sasha beamed at Jenna as she stood up, her come still fresh on her lips. Do you feel better now?" Jenna asked. Much better, she replied.
For a few moments they gazed at each other. She was still sitting on the chair with her nylon clad legs wide apart, her skirt hitched up to her waist and her glistening pussy exposed to the world. Jenna though she looked absolutely gorgeous. she feared it would end there, a little gift from Jenna to Sasha in her time of distress. But Jenna was pleasantly mistaken.
Sasha stood up. She took Jenna's face in her hands and kissed her passionately, ignoring or savouring the pussy juices that were still on her lips. Jenna kissed her back, pushing her tongue in her mouth. Sasha pushed her back against one of the desks. Jenna felt her hands move the length of her body, fondling her firm hips and buttocks. Then she started unbuttoning Jenna's white blouse and she took the opportunity to slip out of her grey skirt. Jenna would have to continue working later that day and it would be silly to ruin her clothes.
After removing her blouse, bra and skirt and leaving them on a chair in a tidy pile, Jenna sat back on the desk and opened her legs. Jenna stroked the
stockings covering her knees and lower thighs with her own fingers, enjoying the feel of the black nylon. Sasha stood between her legs, fondling her bare breasts with her hands. Then she bent down to expertly flick a tongue against Jenna's erect nipples. Jenna gasped with joy and brushed her hands through her long straight hair.
Sasha knelt down in front of Jenna and caressed her hands rapidly up the girls nylon-clad legs, quickly reaching the smooth bare skin of of the upper thigh. Jenna sighed in delight at the touch of Sasha's fingers on the flimsy fabric of her panties.
I love your underwear, Jenna, she giggled. Jenna was wearing a skimpy red transparent thong with a pretty flowery pattern on the front. she always wore panties that she imagined would excite another woman in this very situation.
Thank you,gasped Jenna in return as Sasha caressed her soaking pussy through the flimsy material. I wore them just for you.
Then Sasha inserted her fingers in the side of the thong and steadily finger fucked Jenna's soaking pussy. Jenna gasped out loud with delight, grabbing onto the edge of the desk. how she needed this. How is that, Jenna?" Sasha asked in her usual considerate way. Ive never done this sort of thing before. Oh, it's wonderful - fucking wonderful, Sasha, Jenna moaned in reply. "Please don't you dare stop.
Sasha smiled with a melancholic expression on her face, still fucking
Jenna's cunt with her magical fingers. It was clear she was still feeling very sad which only served to stimulate Janna even more. Oh, Sasha, please keep fucking my pussy, Jenna gasped with pleasure.
Sasha didn't reply, instead, she pulled the lace of her thong to one side and started to suck and lick her hungry clit. Jenna heard herself gasp with joy and looked down. It was such a turn on to see Sasha suck and lick her cunt out. Jenna couldn't believe she hadn't done this before, because she was sending her into seventh heaven. Jenna spread her legs wider to give Sasha more room and to get a better view of Sasha's pretty lips and tongue work on her swollen, throbbing clit. Her cute nose and mouth glistened with vaginal juices, a beautiful vision that Jenna could only have imagined a couple of hours before.
Eventually, Jenna heard herself moan uncontrollably as an intense orgasm ripped through her, unable to stop herself as squirts of pussy juice shot out into Sasha's open mouth, she continued licking my clit, prolonging the intense pleasure.
When the waves of delight eventually passed, Sasha pulled back and Jenna lay back on the desk in ecstasy, pushing her hand down to gently massage her swollen exposed pussy. Jenna stroked gently until the waves of yet another orgasm shot through her not as intense as the one Sasha had given her but good just the same.
Jenna lay there for a few moments, the phone rang. this time Jenna decided to answer it.
It was the reception. "Hi, Jenna. it's Alice at reception. Sasha's boyfriend is here to collect her, that's fine, Alice Jenna replied. We'll be down in a moment. He's been waiting for a while. We tried to call earlier, but there was no answer," she continued, is everything alright?
Sasha was very distraught when you called, Jenna said, she is a lot better now. Sasha and Jenna exchanged a guilty smiles. Yes. That's what we thought,replied the receptionist, i'll tell him you're on your way.
After Jenna put the phone down, Sasha crawled up on the desk and kissed her on the lips. Their bodies entwined and Jenna returned the kiss, experiencing the delightful taste of her own pussy on her tongue.
Shortly after, they got dressed and went to the Ladies to freshen up. In reception waited Sasha's anxious and loving boyfriend he and Sasha hugged tightly, tears streaming from her beautiful eyes. It seemed the sadness of her news had returned. But as Jenna watched them together, Sasha looked over their eyes met and she smiled, sensually licking her red pouting lips.
This was the start of a relationship that Jenna had yearned for since meeting Sasha.
