“Oh God”

“Oh God…” the words were barely more than a whisper, but Sophia responded to them by squeezing Mary’s ass just a bit tighter.

As soon as Mary’s bikini bottoms had hit the floor the pair had started to make out. Sophia the obvious aggressor and Mary the more than willing submissive. As their lips intertwined their hands explored each others bodies. Mary’s with gentle trepidation and Sophia’s with excited hunger. It was when Sophia had moved her lips from Mary’s down to her neck, with one hand squeezing her ass the other slowly tracing circles on her inner thigh that the bit of blasphemy had escaped Mary.

This, was not the pairs first encounter of this nature. The first time they’d been very drunk. Mary had only been at the company a few weeks and as the lowest intern on staff had been thrilled to be invited to the celebration after they’d closed a huge sale.

That had been Mary’s first time with another woman, and she’d sworn it would be her last. A promise she’d made to herself after every time it had happened since. Including now she’d broken that promise to herself 8 times.

The redhead exhaled sharply as Sophia steered her to Brian’s nearby desk. The CEOs home workstation was on an all glass desk. It was cold on Mary’s ass as she was leaned against it.

The look Sophia gave her made her want to melt as the brunette guided her legs open. Their lips met again at the same time her fingers first made contact with her lips of a different kind. Jolts of electric pleasure shot thru Mary as Sophia found her clit.

Mary wasn’t a prude (at least in her mind). Back in college she had a few boyfriends. She’d hooked up with them and always told herself that the lack of pleasure she’d felt was related to her guilt. That was just how sex was supposed to feel till she was married to the right person.

As Sophia slowly began to kiss her way down Mary’s body she let out another soft moan. None of those guys had ever made her feel the way Sophia did. She started at her neck. Then she traced down the small chain of Mary’s gold necklace. Sophia even put her lips reverently on the small gold cross that hung from it. The small twinge of guilt that hit Mary was soon replaced with waves of pleasure as Sophia’s mouth found her hard nipples.

The redhead gave an involuntary whimper as for the first time since she’d been leaned against the desk Sophia’s hand left her dripping snatch.

“Oh?” Sophia teased, stopping her mouths exploration and rising back up to look her in the eye.

“Please don’t stop.”

“Don’t stop what?”

“You know.”

“I want you to say it.”

“Please don’t stop fucking me.” Mary begged. She knew it was one of the things that turned Sophia on.

“Oh sweetie.” The brunette replied as she brushed back a strand of Mary’s red hair. “This is just foreplay. I haven’t even begun to fuck you yet.”