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The buzz from her phone charging on her desk startled Orm from the shirt design she was currently working on. She set the Apple pencil on top of the tablet and set it down on the desk before reaching for the phone.
It was a text from an unknown number. A small frown marked her beautiful face as she slid her thumb across the screen.
Unknown Number: I’m making you come at 12 on Friday
“Huh?”
Anyone would have probably seen this as a wrong number text but Orm’s mind quickly went to the one person she had an off and on relationship with. Well, more like a situationship because she knew nothing would ever come of it but it was nice to let off some steam with someone every once in a while.
“Tsk…Ying…” Orm shook her head and started replying.
Orm: First off you’re not making me do shit second off I don’t remember scheduling any dick appointments 😒
Orm couldn’t help but giggle at the last part of her reply. Orm didn’t fancy any dick if it came from a man, she was a lesbian, but her straight friends always used this term when talking about the guys they hooked up with and she picked it up from them. She also knew Ying would understand exactly what she was talking about.
The familiar three dots moving across the screen caught her attention and the reply came in a few seconds later.
Unknown Number: This is your boss Ms. Kwong. I got a new number.
Orm read the reply and her eyes just about popped out of her head and she SCREAMED.
No, this HAD to be a prank. A joke. A NIGHTMARE.
No way had she just messaged her BOSS about “not doing shit and dick appointments”. She might as well die right now. There was no way she could face her boss and that handsome face of hers.
“NOT THE TIME KORNNAPHAT.” Orm scolded herself and screamed again.
What was she supposed to do now? She couldn’t possibly reply right? Nevermind facing her at 12 on Friday, which was tomorrow, the day she was supposed to turn in the designs for these shirts. Always Wonder was going to be releasing a Valentine’s Collection and she had just royally fucked up her best job ever, possibly dream job?
“I’M SO FUCKED AND NOT IN THE WAY I LIKE IT.” All Orm could do was cry from the embarrassment.
Orm spent the next hour crying and having a panic attack. When she finally managed to pull herself together she walked over to her desk and stared at the black screen of her tablet. Her hair was a mess and mascara was covering her cheeks.
“Lock the fuck in and complete these designs. At least go out giving it your best shot.” She told herself and brought the screen of the tablet to life. She was almost done with the designs. They were simple yet beautiful. Ms. Kwong would probably delete them after firing her anyways.
When she finished, she saved her work and reached for her phone. She had not received any further messages from her boss and Orm wondered if it was a good sign or a bad one.
“There is no way it's a good sign.” She groaned. It was getting late, she needed to wash her face and her teeth before going to bed. She would find out her fate at noon tomorrow.
Orm arrived at her job at precisely 11:55am. Five minutes to spare. Everyone else had arrived already and a few people were walking in behind her. Always Wonder had grown in the past year that she had been working at the company so seeing everyone greet her and each other was the distraction she needed before she was fired on the spot by Ms. Kwong.
“I would say good morning, but it’s almost noon, so good afternoon.” Booky’s voice made Orm turn to look at the older woman who smiled at her.
Booky was the boss’s secretary. She was also the one who took charge when Ms. Kwong was out of the office.
“Good afternoon.” Orm replied. Her eyes darted at the entrance to the office and then back to the older woman. “Did the boss ask everyone to come in at noon?”
Booky nodded. “Yes. One of the companies on the lower level of the building had a water leak so the repair team worked overnight and until this morning to get everything fixed. Ms. Kwong figured it would be best for everyone to come in at noon.”
“Oh.” Orm nodded in understanding. Her eyes darted to the entrance again and back to Booky. “Um…”
“Yes?”
“Ms. Kwong contacted me from a new number…”
“Yes, she told me her bag was stolen a couple of days ago and her phone was in it. She figured she would get a new number to avoid any potential harassment for money from those who stole it.” Booky explained.
Orm nodded again and the sound of the entrance door opening made her jump slightly. The moment she saw her boss enter, Orm froze and stopped breathing. This was it. There was no saving her now. Ms. Kwong was about to end her for good.
Ms. Kwong greeted the employees she walked past and the moment she reached Orm, she looked at her lead designer. Her voice was firm. “My office, now.”
She continued walking and entered her office. Orm gulped and stood frozen still. Booky raised an eyebrow at her. Orm finally snapped out of her frozen state and rushed towards Ms. Kwong’s office door, pulling the handle and entering.
“Sit.” Her boss ordered the moment the door closed behind Orm.
Orm slowly walked over to the chairs in front of Ms. Kwong and took a seat. “Ms. Kwong, I – ”
“Did you complete the designs for the Valentine’s Day collection?” She cut off Orm.
“Yes.” Orm squeaked out. She didn’t even know how she was able to respond.
Orm's entire arm shook as she handed over the tablet to her boss. The iPad was company property so Ms. Kwong knew the passcode. She quickly unlocked it and pulled up the files with all of the designs Orm had completed.
Orm stopped breathing again. She didn’t move. Her boss didn’t give away anything with that handsome face of hers. Her expression was blank and despite not moving, Orm’s eyes began to wander.
Ms. Kwong always looked immaculate. She had a powerful aura about her and the suits she wore made her look even more powerful. Even the days when she was more casual, she still had that aura about her. Orm would be lying to herself if she said she didn’t find her attractive but her boss was someone who was just unattainable and not just to her but to everyone else as well.
Booky had mentioned that Ms. Kwong had gotten her start in beauty pageants in Khon Kaen and with the prize money she had been able to start her business designing and creating clothes that fit her lifestyle. It was hard for Orm to imagine such a powerful masculine woman in more feminine attire. She could see how her boss would be considered beautiful, but Orm preferred seeing how much more handsome she was.
The sound of the tablet’s cover closing and touching the tablet made Orm snap out of her trance. She was breathing, just barely, and she remained frozen in place – eyes wide in expectation now that her boss was looking at her.
“The designs are immaculate. You understood my vision perfectly. Send them to production so that they can start making them.” Ms. Kwong stared at her after giving her the approval and next steps.
Orm let out the breath she was holding. “Huh?!”
Ms. Kwong raised an eyebrow.
Orm gulped. “Right. Thank you. To production.”
She reached for the tablet and hugged it close to her chest. Her boss was still staring at her and Orm could feel the beads of sweat run down her temples. She surely thought her boss would bring up her text, tell her thanks for the designs but get the fuck out of my business you’re fired. None of that had happened yet.
“You may leave my office Ms. Kornnaphat.” Her boss said.
Orm knew this was her cue to leave but her legs just weren’t moving.
“Boss…” Her mouth started moving before she could even process what she was going to say. “About the text –”
“I have a meeting in five minutes. Please take your designs to production.”
Orm simply nodded. She wasn’t going to say anything else. Finally her legs listened and she stood up to leave the office. The moment she stepped outside she let out the longest breath. Booky was on the phone so she only turned to look at her.
Orm felt heat rise to her cheeks and she took off towards the production crew before the secretary could ask her anything. When she reached the doors to the production team, she stood still in front of the door.
I’m not fired. I still have my job. I thought I had fucked up so bad. Orm let out another breath and turned the knob to open the door.
The production team greeted her with smiles and friendly faces. She quickly went over to everyone who gathered around her and looked at her designs. She received several compliments and thanked everyone before emailing them the designs so they could work on them.
The rest of the day went without any issues. She enjoyed a snack from one of the vending machines and a cup of coffee during her break and spent the rest of the day working on just random designs that could potentially be used for future collections.
By the time five came around, everyone had packed their things and began leaving the office to head home. Orm had been so into her designs, forgetting that she almost lost her job and life from not breathing at noon while presenting her designs to her boss, that she didn’t realize her co-workers were leaving and wishing her a good weekend.
When the last employee left, leaving her alone in the building, the sound of the closing door finally brought Orm out of her designs. She looked around noticing everyone was gone and her Apple Watch read 5:15PM.
“Oh, shit, it’s time to go home.” She muttered to herself and quickly jumped off her chair accidentally sending her Apple Pencil flying.
She screeched and moved to pick up from the floor, bending over, her skirt slightly rising up and the slit on the right side revealing more of the flawless skin of her thigh. Her legs looked even better when she wore heels and unbeknown to Orm, the only other person in the office besides herself was staring at her sexy legs and ass while she bent over.
Orm stood up straight after picking up the pencil and from the corner of her amber eyes she noticed Ms. Kwong standing there, phone in hand, staring at her. The brunette jumped at the sight of her boss.
“Ms. Kwong! I thought you had left.” Orm said nervously.
“I could say the same for you.” Her boss replied.
Orm chuckled nervously. “I got distracted with some designs that I didn’t even realize the time.”
Her boss stepped closer to her. Orm gulped. The dark haired woman was in her personal space now and Orm felt her knees go weak and she sat back down on her chair. Her boss now towered over her and Orm could only look up at her. Her big amber eyes looked even lighter as the evening light hit them perfectly from the light filtering through the windows and her pink plump lips looked perfect.
Ms. Kwong’s mind went elsewhere for a brief second while staring down at her employee, her lead designer (and only designer) the woman who – she stopped her thoughts. “You don’t have any appointments you don’t want to miss do you?”
The comment caught Orm off guard. “Appointments?”
Her boss took a step closer. Her lower midsection and crotch area were even closer to Orm’s face and Orm lowered her eyes to the Calvin Klein belt holding the black slacks in place. Her eyes looked up again meeting her boss’s dark orbs.
Another nervous chuckle escaped Orm’s lips. The smile on her face was also a nervous one and her cheeks were a darker shade of pink than her lips now.
“No…” She shook her head. “Nothing like that.”
Her boss suddenly reached out, cupping her chin with her right thumb and index finger. Orm’s face went fully red.
“Would you like to set one up?”
The question made Orm’s eyes go wide and her jaw slowly dropped while her boss still held her chin gently in between her fingers. The sight made Ms. Kwong’s brain short circuit for a moment. The sight of Orm’s mouth wide open like this, especially near her…she let go of Orm’s chin and took a step back.
This time she leaned down, brown eyes meeting amber ones. “I’ll text you.”
And with that her boss stepped away from her and made her way out the doors leaving Orm in complete shock – face and body flushed and an ache in between her legs that she didn’t know had been developing this entire time.
“Oh my god…” Orm gathered her tablet, pencil and purse before rushing out of the building. She needed a cold shower and something else she couldn’t quite pinpoint.
The cold shower she had taken once she got home eased the arousal she felt from earlier but thoughts of what happened between her and her boss before she left work kept running through her mind. Orm reached in the drawer for a pair of underwear, shorts and a tank top to wear now that she was home.
She changed into her clothes and used the towel to pat her hair dry. Her phone was charging on the magnetic charger on her night stand when it lit up and buzzed. Orm’s eyes darted to the phone and she reached for it.
Boss: I was going to give it time, but the more I think about it…
Boss: Can the appointment be tonight?
Orm’s eyes went wide. What did she mean by TONIGHT?!
Orm: Tonight?! 😳
Orm: Boss…
Boss: Open your door
“WHAT?!” Orm screamed and dropped her phone. It hit her floor on one of the corners, spun once and landed face down. Orm reached for it, making sure it wasn’t broken, and she almost got whiplash turning to face her bedroom door when she heard the knock on her main door.
She stumbled away from the bed as she rushed out of her room towards the living room. There was another knock and Orm jumped again. How the hell was her boss at her door RIGHT NOW?! How did she get her address?!
Orm reached for the lock, turned it and then turned the door knob to open the door. Before her, on the other side of the door stood Ms. Kwong in all her powerful masc looking glory. Orm’s jaw dropped at the sight of her boss.
The older woman was wearing a pair of white sneakers, wide legged blue jeans and a short sleeve button up that had enough buttons at the top unbuttoned to show off her chest. Her hair was still down, straight, how she usually wore it. She looked even more handsome now in Orm’s eyes than she usually did at work.
“Hi.”
“H-hi…” Orm gulped. She could feel her boss’s eyes on her body. Her tank top hugged her breasts, her mid section, it was cut low enough to show the slightest of cleavage and her shorts barely covered the top of her thighs.
She moved aside to allow her boss to walk inside the apartment and closed the door behind her. The dark haired woman looked around the apartment, taking in the furniture and decorations. Everything felt very Orm. She liked it.
“H-how did you get my… my address?” Orm asked.
Her boss turned around to look at her. “Your work profile. You provided it, remember? It’s normal.”
“Oh… right…I did.” Suddenly her floor looked very interesting. She rubbed one forearm with her other hand. Orm could feel her boss’s eyes on her again. She felt exposed and a bit embarrassed.
“Boss…”
“Ling, call me Ling.” Ling stepped closer and Orm’s breath caught in her throat.
“B-boss… Ling…” She lifted her sights to look at her boss directly. A small smile formed on Ling’s lips and she stepped even closer – her left hand moving to gently grab Orm’s chin again.
“Orm…” The way Ling said her name, Orm let out a squeak. She knew she was blushing profusely just from how close her boss was. How she was holding her head up by her chin. How ridiculously handsome she looked right now.
Orm was usually never this nervous or shy when she was interested in someone. She had never gotten like this with Ying. Stupid Ying. Beautiful, but she only wanted a quick fuck and Orm had already given up on having anything with her.
Now the one woman she had a crush on since the moment she saw her, since that first interview, seeing her every weekday at work, being in her presence, Orm knew she could never have Ling. She was her boss. She had morals, she wouldn’t cross that line, yet, it was her boss on the verge of crossing that line now.
“I’ve liked you since the moment you walked into my office for your interview. I did hire you because of your talent, but I can’t lie and say I hired you just based on that. I wanted to see you everyday when we were at work.”
Orm gulped. Her boss was spilling everything. Oh God.
“Then you started wearing those skirts and sometimes those dresses that hug your curves in all the right places, the way the heels make your legs even sexier, the way your hips sway when you walk in them, the way your ass looks when you bend over a desk. It’s innocent because you’re working, it’s normal, but fuck… nothing about you bent over a desk is innocent in my mind.”
Ling moved her hand away from Orm’s chin and wrapped it around her tiny waist pressing their bodies together. Orm could feel the strength in her arm, the way her body felt so solid and stable against hers. She on the other hand felt like her legs would give away at any moment.
“When you replied to me last night, the feisty attitude, and mention of a ‘dick appointment’. That stirred something deep in me. I want to give you exactly that.” Ling’s face was now just centimeters away from hers and Orm suddenly felt lightheaded.
Her legs gave way and before she could even fall, Ling’s right arm moved to fully hold her up around her waist with both arms. God, Ling was strong. She could feel the muscles of her arms flexing, keeping her upright. The breath she was holding escaped her lips and Ling moved in like a hungry tiger and kissed her, hard, deep, tongue instantly exploring her mouth.
Orm’s arms moved around Ling’s neck and seconds later, Ling lifted her up like nothing. Orm’s legs moved to wrap around her boss’s waist and Ling carried her the few steps they were away from her couch. Her back hit the soft seat cushions and she moaned into the kiss. Ling was a great kisser and it was driving Orm wild.
That arousal she had felt at work from Ling standing before her had been eased by the cold shower but now it was back with an even greater force. They started making out, bodies grinding against each other. The little moans and mewls from Orm were music to Ling’s ears.
Hands began to explore. Ling squeezed Orm’s thighs and ass while Orm’s hands had managed to move under Ling’s shirt, rubbing her sides and lower back. Ling pulled away from Orm’s mouth, the younger woman’s lips already swelling from their kissing.
Orm reached for the buttons on Ling’s shirt but Ling pulled the shirt over her head before Orm couldn’t even undo one button. The shirt landed on the floor behind the couch and Orm’s breath caught at the sight of Ling shirtless. She noticed her breasts first but it was the abs that made Orm drool.
She had felt how strong the older woman was but this athletic physique, she wasn’t expecting it like this. Ling smirked and grabbed Orm’s hands to place them on her abs.
“I know you want to touch them.”
Orm laughed nervously but her fingers pressed against the taut muscle. Ling moved her hands to the hem of Orm’s tank top and pushed up slightly, revealing her tiny waist and flat tummy. Orm sat up slightly, pulled her hands away from Ling to allow the older woman to remove her shirt.
She felt so shy with Ling’s hungry eyes looking down at her. Ling moved down again, settling on top of Orm, their bare chests pressing against each other. Ling kissed Orm deeply again and grinded her hips against Orm’s heated center.
Orm gasped into a kiss, she could feel something in Ling’s pants pressing against her. Orm focused on making out with Ling but every press of Ling’s hips against her core distracted her.
“Are you…wearing a strap?” Orm asked the moment Ling pulled away from her lips to kiss down her jaw to her neck.
Ling pulled away from her completely. “Strap?”
The older woman looked offended. Orm nodded with her head towards Ling’s crotch.
“The bulge. That’s why you said you were going to give me what I wanted.”
Ling looked down at herself. The bulge was evident but it wasn’t what Orm was expecting. “I don’t need a strap.”
Orm rolled her eyes and sat up slightly, her left hand moving to cup the “toy” under the older woman’s pants. The moment Orm’s hand cupped her, Ling jumped and her breath hitched.
“I’ve never done it with one of these.” Orm mentioned.
“Really?” Ling sounded shocked. Orm was mentioning “dick appointments” so casually that she didn’t expect the younger woman to have zero experience with one.
“That rose shaped vibrator is the only thing…” Orm admitted and Ling raised an eyebrow.
“Orm.” Ling’s tone sounded serious.
“Hmm?” Orm hummed. Her hand had moved away from the bulge but it was resting on the belt Ling was wearing.
“This isn’t a toy.”
“Okay, your cock then. I’ll pretend it's attached to you.” Orm giggled and Ling looked offended again.
“IT IS MY COCK!” Ling growled and Orm pulled her hand away. She stared at Ling. The annoyance in her eyes, the way her chest was rising and falling, her abs flexing.
“Ling?”
“Undo my belt and my pants.” Ling ordered her and Orm fully sat up now.
She ran hands down Ling’s abs, tracing the v shape that led to her pants and undid the belt, unbuttoned and unzipped her pants which fell down to her thighs. The bulge was even more apparent now through Ling’s black Calvin Klein boxer briefs.
Orm gently cupped it, began stroking it and could feel it twitching. “Ling?”
Ling no longer looked annoyed. Her eyes were softer now. She breathed slowly holding back a moan. Orm moved her fingers to the waistband and tugged it down causing Ling’s cock to spring free.
Orm gasped at the sight of it. It was fully erect, staring at her proudly, long, thick, a tiny bead of precum on the tip. The younger woman’s mouth went dry all of the sudden.
“It’s real.” Ling said.
“Yeah…” Orm looked at her. Amber orbs meeting brown ones.
“Do you still want to?” Ling asked. She knew this could freak out her sexual partners.
Orm moved her hands to cup Ling’s face with both hands and pulled her in for a kiss. “I’ve fantasized of having you in my bed. I’m not going to let this pass me by.”
“Are you sure?” Ling asked. She knew Orm was being sincere, her voice, the way the younger woman was looking at her assured her but she wanted reaffirmation.
“Yes.” Orm replied. “I might not have experience with this but I’m open to exploring things in the bedroom.”
Orm kissed Ling softly. Lips gently touching and pressing against the older woman’s lips. A smile formed on Ling’s lips. For once that powerful aura disappeared. She looked soft – it was cute.
“Your bedroom?” Ling asked.
“Last door down the small hallway.” Orm replied.
Ling nodded. She tucked herself back into her boxers and pulled up her pants, zipping them up only. Her arms moved under Orm’s thighs and she lifted the younger woman to carry her to her bedroom. Orm giggled and held on to Ling like a koala.
The younger woman buried her face into Ling’s neck taking in her unique scent – a mixture of sandalwood and bergamot. Ling always smelled good but she smelled even better this close.
The cool feeling of her back hitting her bedsheets and Ling pulling away from her made Orm miss the older woman’s warmth and scent immediately. Ling unzipped her pants and kicked them off her legs before climbing back on top of Orm. She kissed her first then led a trail of kisses down to Orm’s breasts.
The brunette moaned at the sensation of her boss’s mouth and hands on her breasts. She could feel Ling’s erection in between her legs, on her core, but the older woman wasn’t grinding down against her and that made Orm try to move her hips to get some friction going.
Ling was devouring her breasts with her mouth, it felt incredible but Orm wanted the older woman to touch her down there. Her little mewls sounded frustrated and Ling grinned as she moved away from Orm’s breasts down her to her tummy. Her fingers hooked around the shorts and panties in a one swift move, she pulled both of them down Orm’s legs and threw them behind her.
Orm yelped the moment she felt the cool air hit her heated center and now she was completely exposed to the hungry tiger above her. Her boss was staring at her, hunger in her eyes. Eyes that were solely concentrated on the area between her legs. Orm knew how wet she was, she was dripping and that made Ling lick her lips.
“I’ve been dreaming of tasting you. Eating you out until you can’t moan, scream or even move.” Ling began saying as she spread Orm open. Orm let her. She was at the mercy of the older woman.
“Do it. Ruin me.” Orm replied. She was flushed completely and held her breath as she felt Ling’s nose rubbing against the small patch of curls just above her center. She was bare the rest of the way.
Ling’s tongue lay flat against her, moving up from her opening to the underside of her clit. Licking her, tasting her and moaning at the taste of the younger woman. Orm tasted better than she had imagined. Her scent, her taste, it was intoxicating. She continued licking Orm like this for a few moments, making the younger woman moan and finally sucked on Orm’s clit.
That made Orm scream and reached for Ling’s hair to grip it. Her body was writhing, Ling’s hands were wrapped around her thighs, near her hips, holding her in place. The older woman’s tongue swirled around her clit, dipped into her entrance, licked and sucked all over. She was eating out Orm like the younger woman was her last meal and Orm was all moans and her body trembled from the incredible pleasure Ling was giving her.
She was getting closer to her climax, her toes were curling and her grip on Ling’s hair and head got stronger. “Fuck! Fuck…I’m… LING!”
Orm saw stars and her body shook uncontrollably, but Ling didn’t move or stop what she was doing. She let Orm ride her orgasm against her face. Ling dipped her tongue into Orm’s entrance, drinking her.
She unhooked her right hand from Orm’s thigh and brought her fingers to rub Orm’s clit in small circles. She pulled her face away from the younger woman’s center and looked at the way Orm’s chest rose and fell, how flushed her body was, her rosy cheeks, her open mouth moaning still, her eyes shut closed as she enjoyed the pleasure cursing through her body.
Ling moved her fingers away from Orm’s clit, running through her folds until she reached her entrance. She slowly slid in two fingers, her middle and ring fingers, feeling just how warm, wet and tight Orm was. The brunette’s eyes shot open and she moaned even louder.
Ling’s fingers were long and thick, definitely the thickest fingers that had ever entered her and she moved her hips to meet the slow thrusts of the older woman’s fingers inside her.
“Fuck, they’re so big…fuck…mmm…” Orm moaned and covered her mouth with her hand. Ling grinned and moved her mouth to suck on Orm’s clit making the younger woman scream out her name.
She felt a sense of pride hearing what Orm had said. She started moving her fingers faster, her mouth still on Orm’s clit and Orm reveled in the way she was being fucked by Ling. It felt incredible, her body was reacting in ways it hadn’t with previous lovers. She could hear just how wet she was, the lewd sounds Ling’s fingers were making as they thrusted in and out of her.
Her second orgasm hit her harder than her first that it made her tear up and scream louder than she ever had. Ling’s name followed by a round of curses. Her entire body was jelly and Ling wasn’t letting up.
“You’re going to…oh my god…I’m coming again…” Her body shook uncontrollably once again. Every part of her body tingled.
“You look so beautiful when you cum.” Ling's smug face looked at her lover lay before trying to regain all her senses. She wasn’t done with the younger woman, but her erection was starting to hurt a bit.
Ling pulled her fingers out of Orm and sucked them clean. She loved how Orm tasted so she savored her on her fingers as Orm caught her breath.
“Come…” Ling said, reaching for the brunette’s waist. She wrapped her arms around the small waist of her lover and pulled her up to sit her on her lap. Orm felt limp against her.
The brunette rested her head on Ling’s shoulder, arms wrapped around her neck, legs wrapped around Ling’s waist. She could feel the older woman’s boxer covered erection against her core. Ling kissed Orm’s cheek and kissed down her neck to her shoulder.
“Do you feel that?” Ling whispered into Orn’s ear.
Orm slowly nodded. She moved her head to face Ling, her eyes were glazed over. She looked sleepy, but Ling wasn’t going to let her sleep just yet. “It’s so hard…”
“All for you.” Ling placed soft kisses on Orm’s face. The younger woman opened her eyes again, staring into Ling’s brown orbs.
She unwrapped her arms from around the older woman’s neck and moved her hands down Ling’s chest until they rested on her breasts. Ling’s breath hitched as Orm gently squeezed them. She led her hands down further, feeling Ling’s abs until they stopped at the waist band of Ling’s boxers.
She tugged the front of them down, to release Ling’s cock free from them. Orm wrapped her hand around the base of it making Ling tense at the sensation. Orm looked down in between them and moved her hand up to rub the tip with her thumb. Ling’s breath hitched and she held back a moan.
The older woman ran her hands down Orm’s back, fingers tracing the soft skin and curves. She let out a breathy moan and her eyes met Orm’s amber ones. “That feels good.”
Orm smiled. “This is turning me on even more than I thought it would.”
She was stroking Ling a little more now. She ran her hand down to the base and all the way back up to the tip, appreciating the length and girth.
She continued stroking Ling, eyes on the older woman’s face. Her eyes were closed, she was letting out breathy moans. She looked handsome and vulnerable. Orm leaned in to kiss her and Ling responded by kissing her back.
They pulled away and rested their foreheads against each other. “I can feel you dripping on me.”
Orm blushed. “Touching you is turning me on even more than I thought it would.”
“I want to feel you around me.” Ling moaned after saying that. Orm’s grip tightened slightly.
“I want you inside me too.” Orm admitted. She felt her arousal grow even more just saying that.
Ling’s arms wrapped around Orm’s waist and she leaned in to kiss her. She moved their bodies, Orm letting go of Ling and wrapping her arms around her neck as Ling laid her back on the bed. They shared a quick kiss before Ling moved off the bed to grab her pants. Orm sat up on her elbows to see what Ling was doing. She missed the warmth of her body that quickly.
“Do you want to put it on me?” Ling asked, holding up the condom in front of her. She crawled back to Orm on her knees and held the wrapped condom between them.
Orm reached for it and stared at it for a moment before looking at Ling. The older woman was a considerate lover. She had brought protection. Orm appreciated that but part of her was being tempted by the side of danger.
“Orm?” Ling questioned her. She noticed the younger woman staring at the condom.
Orm locked eyes with her suddenly. “What if we don’t use it?”
“Huh?” Ling looked dumbfounded. It was adorable.
“Don’t you want to feel me without a barrier?” Orm’s voice had a sultry sound to it all of the sudden. Her eyes narrowed, she smirked, and she leaned closer to Ling. “Skin to skin. Raw.”
Ling gulped. “Orm…”
This time it was Orm who cupped Ling’s chin. “Just buy me a Plan B in the morning.”
“O-okay…” That was the only thing Ling could reply with. Orm placed the condom on her night stand and moved to pull Ling down on top of her.
She wrapped her arms around Ling’s neck and her legs around her waist. The underside of Ling’s cock was touching Orm’s wet center. “Make me yours tiger…”
That woke up the tiger in Ling that had disappeared from the shock of Orm telling her not to use the condom. Ling pulled away, took off her boxers completely and moved in between Orm’s legs, spreading them open. She reached for her cock, rubbing the tip against Orm’s clit making both of them moan.
She placed the tip at Orm’s entrance and began to slowly push inside the younger woman. The sensation of Orm wrapping around the tip of her cock made Ling want to spill inside her right then and there but that wouldn’t be fair to both of them. She pushed in a little more, body tingling at the sensation of how tight and wet Orm was.
Orm on the other hand whimpered at the sensation of being spread and filled up by Ling. The stretch hurt a bit, but it also felt good. Her right hand gripped Ling’s left forearm which was holding her up as she pushed inside her. Slowly she moved further inside Orm and Orm adjusted to the length and girth. She felt so full despite Ling not being fully inside her.
“Move please…” Orm begged. It was a bit painful but it also felt good. She wanted to feel Ling’s strength with every thrust, she wanted to be filled by her cock, filled with pleasure.
Ling started slowly, moving in and out of Orm slightly, she wasn’t fully inside her but it was enough for now. Slow and steady she continued her pace, Orm’s mouth agape, moans leaving her lips, eyes shut, body writhing. It was such a beautiful sight.
“More… please Ling…” Ling pushed in further, pulled out more, and continued with a faster pace. “Just like that baby…”
Orm was feeling nothing but pleasure now. Ling pushed in even further until she was fully inside Orm, making both of them moan.
“Fuck… Ling… so deep…” Orm’s thighs were shaking. Ling’s pace slowed down, she pulled out just a bit before pushing back in. It felt incredible. Her own body tingled while Orm’s thighs shook uncontrollably.
“Orm…keep squeezing me like that…oh…” Ling moaned louder. It was as if Orm was massaging her cock with her walls.
Orm threw her head back, her back lifted off the mattress. She could feel the impending orgasm. Every thrust brought her closer. Ling moved faster. Strong, powerful thrusts that were overloading the younger woman’s senses.
Ling moved her right thumb to rub Orm’s clit and at that moment the younger woman's eyes shot open. She bit her bottom lip, her grip on Ling’s left forearm tightened, her left hand squeezed her breast.
The older woman’s pace quickened, the way her thumb was rubbing Orm’s clit made Orm finally shut her eyes close and her body shook while another moan and scream left her mouth.
Ling could feel the way Orm contracted around her, a clear sign of her orgasm. She continued her movements, a bit slower, helping the younger woman ride out her orgasm. The brunette laid still, her body coming down from the high of her climax while the older woman continued to thrust into her.
Ling moved Orm’s legs to rest on her shoulders, she pushed forward a little bit to get a better angle and her pace began to quicken. Orm felt the shift, let out of a moan, and gripped her bedsheets. Somehow it felt as if Ling was even deeper, perhaps it was just the angle, but it felt amazing. She had fully surrendered to the woman above her, fucking her into the mattress, making her forget everything.
The older woman was also losing herself to the pleasure she was feeling as she fucked her younger lover harder and deeper. She had spent countless nights thinking of Orm, wondering what it would feel like to have her under her just like this and now that fantasy had come true.
She spread Orm’s legs open again, leaning forward to move fully on top of her while still moving her hips, never pulling out of the younger woman. On instinct, Orm wrapped her legs around Ling, her arms wrapped around her shoulders and both of their moans were muffled by the way Ling started kissing Orm.
“I’m so close…” Orm cried out. Her little moans, her mewls, the way her nails were now scratching up Ling’s back.
“Come baby, let me feel it again.” Ling’s voice was husky, full of lust. It made Orm tingle. Orm’s grip with her legs tightened around Ling’s waist, her nails scratched harder and she cried out Ling’s name as she hit her climax again.
By now she had lost count of how many times the older woman had made her come undone and she wasn’t sure if she could take anymore. Ling was still moving, her stamina impressed Orm, she wondered how much longer the older woman could keep going.
“Orm…” Ling whispered her name into her ear. “I’m close…”
Orm whined, not letting go of her older lover. “Don’t stop…”
“I’ll finish inside you…”
“Fill me up…”
Ling bit her bottom lip. She knew Orm wasn’t going to let her go. She granted Orm her wish and with one last thrust, she came hard. Her body shook as she emptied herself inside the younger woman. Orm moaned, feeling Ling twitch inside her, filling her up with the warm, thick, liquid. She finally unhooked her legs and arms giving Ling the chance to move and pull out of her.
The older woman was breathing hard next to Orm’s left ear. “Fuck…Orm…”
Orm kissed her cheek then moved Ling’s face to look into her eyes. They kissed softly. Ling pushed herself off Orm, finally pulling out her softening cock from Orm. The younger woman could feel Ling’s cum dripping out of her.
Ling now laid on her back next to Orm, catching her breath, letting her body come down from the high of her orgasm. Sleep was also taking over her body. Orm turned on her side, throwing a leg and an arm over Ling as she placed her head on the older woman’s chest. Ling wrapped an arm around Orm.
They didn’t say anything else while laying there in their afterglow – bodies giving way to the sleep taking over them.
The sun filtering through the window of Orm’s bedroom caused Ling to stir awake the next morning. She let her eyes adjust to the light and she stared up at the ceiling before looking around the room and then at the head of the brunette she had wrecked the night before. Orm looked so beautiful still sleeping on her chest.
There was a thin sheet covering their bodies and Ling figured sometime in the night one of them must have pulled that over them. She didn’t remember waking up so it must have been Orm. She smiled and kissed Orm’s forehead.
“Orm…” Ling gently shook her. “Wake up.”
Orm just whined and tightened her grip on Ling’s waist. Ling chuckled. “I need to go get your Plan B and we can get breakfast.”
Orm opened her eyes but quickly closed them the moment the sunlight hit them. She buried her face in Ling’s chest. “Orm…”
“Mmm…” Orm pouted.
Ling chuckled and kissed her forehead again. “I know you’re hungry.”
“I’m not.”
“Your stomach is grumbling.”
Orm could hear her own stomach betray her. “I’m sore…”
The pout on her face was too cute. Ling moved despite the hold Orm had on her waist. “I’ll carry you.”
Orm yelped the moment Ling scooped her up into her arms. “Ling! Put me down!”
“No, I’m going to take care of you now.” Ling walked towards the bedroom door with Orm in her arms.
“Put me down.” Orm whined.
“No. Open the door.” Ling motioned with her head. Orm rolled her eyes and turned the door knob to open her bedroom door. The older woman walked over to the door just a few steps from the bedroom door.
She set Orm down once they were inside the bathroom. Orm on instinct reached for her toothbrush and her cheeks reddened at the sight of Ling standing behind her, fully naked. She too was fully naked.
“I don’t have a spare toothbrush.” Orm said, looking at Ling through the mirror.
“That’s fine. I can get one at the pharmacy.” Ling replied and moved to the toilet to relieve herself.
Orm reached for the toothpaste and began brushing her teeth. “Put my seat back down.”
“I always do.” Ling replied, flushing the toilet. Orm’s eyes widened the moment Ling wrapped her arms around her waist. She started placing soft kisses on Orm’s shoulder.
“Let’s shower together.” The older woman suggested. They had sex last night yet this small suggestion was making Orm feel shy.
“No funny business.” Orm replied after rinsing her mouth.
Ling smiled. “I’m still going to lather you up.”
“You just want to touch me.”
“You can touch me.”
“Fine.”
Ling smiled wider. The warm water of their shower soothed their aching muscles, their hands explored each other with the body wash lather but nothing sexual happened. Orm was even surprised that Ling didn’t get aroused.
After drying themselves, Ling went to gather her clothes to put them back on while Orm looked through her closet for something to wear. Ling appeared behind her, shirt completely unbuttoned and reached for the light blue summer dress in front of Orm.
“It’s been hot outside lately.”
Orm looked at the dress and reached for it, her hand grazing Ling’s. She noticed the slight waves in Ling’s damp hair. “Your hair looks nice like this.”
“I’ll wear like this for you more often then.” Ling smiled.
Orm slipped into the summer dress, it fit her perfectly. Ling’s eyes roamed her body and she gave her a slight nod in approval. Orm’s fingers moved to the buttons of Ling’s shirt. She buttoned two, the ones right over Ling’s breasts.
“It’s hot outside, you should let the breeze in.” Orm smiled.
“You just want to see my abs when the wind blows the shirt back.” Ling teased her.
Orm blushed. “You’re staring at my boobs.”
“They look great in that dress.”
Orm playfully slapped Ling’s shoulder. “We should get going.”
Ling nodded. Ling put her sneakers back on and Orm opted for a pair of sandals before leaving her apartment. The older woman reached for the younger woman’s hand while they walked towards the elevator. There was a new level of comfort between the two of them.
Orm mentioned that the pharmacy was just down the block, and that her favorite place to get breakfast was just across the street from the pharmacy. They walked all the way there, only five minutes from Orm’s apartment building.
Inside the pharmacy, Ling grabbed a toothbrush and a small tube of toothpaste, the ones used for traveling, while Orm walked over to the aisle with the Plan B medication. Next to them were the contraceptives and Ling grabbed her favorite brand making Orm turn to look at her.
“I only brought one and I plan on spending the entire weekend with you.” She explained.
Orm’s eyes widened. “What?”
“You didn’t think it was just a one night thing did you?” Ling raised an eyebrow.
“I…” Orm paused. She felt the heat rising to her cheeks. “Did you bring more clothes?”
Ling chuckled. “No, but it’s fine, I didn’t plan on staying clothed much.”
“Ling!”
Ling wrapped her arms around Orm’s waist. “I let you dictate our first time, but I don’t want you getting pregnant yet.”
“Yet?!”
“Yeah, we can plan for kids later.”
“We’re not even a couple!”
“We are now.”
“What?!”
“Do you think I plan on having a secret relationship with my lead designer? Pretending we’re nothing but boss and employee and everyone starts suspecting us when we spend a little too much time staring at each other?”
Orm knew Ling was right. The strict relationship between boss and employee with them no longer existed. They crossed it last night.
“Let’s pay for this. We can discuss this over breakfast.” Ling began leading her towards the check out register. Ling paid for everything and they headed across the street to the cafe that Orm liked to frequent.
They placed their order and Ling went to the bathroom to brush her teeth while Orm took the contraceptive medication at the table she had sat at. When Ling returned from the bathroom, their food and coffee had just arrived. Ling wasted no time taking a bite out of the breakfast sandwich while Orm prepared her coffee the way she liked it.
“So you want to tell everyone at work that there is something between us?” Orm asked.
“Yes. I’ll tell them we’re dating. You’re my girlfriend now.” Ling replied, taking a sip of the black coffee.
“Your girlfriend?!”
“Do you want to be my girlfriend?”
“You haven’t even taken me out on a date.”
“We’re on our first date right now.”
“Ling…”
“I want us to be exclusive Orm. I don’t do flings.” Ling took another bite of her sandwich.
“Last night was a fling.” Orm finally took a bite out of her own sandwich.
“Technically, but I don’t want it to be.” Ling was serious. She had liked Orm for so long now. She let her sexual desires take over her rationality but then again, if she hadn’t, perhaps she would have never crossed the lines of boss and employee.
Orm didn’t reply. Her mind was running through everything that happened between them last night while taking small bites of her sandwich. Yesterday she believed Ling was unattainable before leaving work, hours later she was moaning and screaming her name as Ling wrecked her completely, and now here she was having breakfast with her and being asked to be her girlfriend.
“Okay.” Orm replied and Ling set her cup down before she took a sip. “I want to be your girlfriend.”
Ling smiled and Orm noticed her cheeks get rosy. She smiled shyly too.
“Make sure you cancel any appointments you had set up with anyone else.” Ling teased her. Orm could tell by the smirk on her lips.
“I don’t have any others, just you.” Orm shook her head, blushed and smiled.
“Good. You’re mine now.” Ling sounded possessive and Orm really liked that. Not that she normally liked a possessive partner, but hearing that from Ling stirred something inside her.
“So, teerak…” Orm smiled cutely, mischievousness in her eyes, “what else do you have planned for us this weekend?”
Ling stared at her with a smug look on her face. “We use every condom in that box.”
“I won’t be able to walk on Monday.”
“That’s the plan.” Ling smirked.