The mission

I found Rebecca and explained to her Mr bob wanted us both to go see hie ex-wife August. She flashed a knowing smile at me. "You accepted his proposal. Good. This will definitely do you a lot of good to get out there and experience new things. Plus the money isn't bad, I'm sure. Don't worry, I'm sworn to secrecy. No one will find out from me. You're my bestie and I'll do everything to protect you. The money he promised you will be direct deposited to your account as soon as all the legalities are concluded."

"I'm still not sure about doing this," I told her. "If it weren't for the money, I probably wouldn't."

"You have to get yourself out there. This is a good start." Rebecca flashed me a reassuring smile. "You're also doing this for the good of the company, and everyone who works here. We'll all owe you a debt of gratitude. You're our savior. Now why don't we get going? Mr Bob gave us use of the company limo, so we're riding in style."

We left the office and took the elevator to the parking garage under the building. The driver got out and opened the door for us. Then we were off and on our way to whatever fate had in store for me. I still felt nervous about the whole ordeal, and I had to keep telling myself the needs of the many were more important than the sense of apprehension that was washing over me.

As it turned out, the limo was well stocked with a mini bar and a fridge. Rebecca made us each a drink. "I know you're still feeling nervous and unsure. This will help take the edge off. I took the drink she offered and sipped it slowly. It was amazing! It tasted more like a sweet fruit punch than ****. It warmed me from the inside out with every sip I took. Now I'm not a lightweight, but I don't like to drink to get drunk either. I don't mind a slight buzz if I'm out in public. I prefer to feel like I'm in control of myself. The times I have gotten drunk never led to anything good. Nothing that I can remember at least. But Rebecca was right. The drink did take the edge off and soon we were talking about other things than my mission or work. I even forgot all about the breakup with David. He no longer mattered.

"You'll definitely like August," said Rebecca.

"She'll be the first woman I will have been with," I admitted to her. "What if I do something wrong? What if I can't please her?"

She gently patted my leg, then took hold of my hand. "She'll teach you how to please her, the same way she taught me."

I gulped in surprise. "You and her?" It stunned me.

"Yes. She and I had a few encounters that are definitely unforgettable. It happened while you were on maternity leave." She began to recount their encounters together, each one steamier than the previous one. I was a bit embarrassed but also a bit turned on by all she told me. "Tell me. Did David ever eat your ass?"

"Uhh... No." I shyly replied. I felt myself tingling and I knew I was turning fifty shades of red.

Rebecca giggled. "You're so cute when you blush! I hope August turns you to the other team. I'd love to have a shot at you." She suddenly leaned in and kissed me. I didn't stop her for some reason. I guess I didn't want to stop her. Her kisses were different. They were softer, sweeter, more enticing than David's were. The kiss deepened and I began to mewl and and softly moan as she took me into her arms. I could feel myself getting wet. Our tongues began to explore each other's mouth, and I tasted her saliva. She tasted so good. I never knew kissing another woman was like this. But all too soon she stopped and pulled away. I blinked at her, partly in longing and frustration. She had lit a fire under me and I wanted more.

"Why did you stop?" I asked.

"Now is not the right time for us. But I hope it will be soon. You're a very good kisser, and you taste good. I can only imagine what your pussy tastes like. I will find out some day, come hell or high water." She smiled as she held my hand. "Besides, August will want you first. You're all she seems to think about. If I continue, I'll probably end up ruining you for her, and she would not like that very much at all."

"I understand," I capitulated. "What can you tell me about her?"

She made us each another drink, then began to tell me about August. "Sometimes she can be very demanding. Other times she can be sweeter than honey. She's a tall redhead with a great body I'm sure you'll come to love. And those violet eyes of hers. They seem to pierce you right to the soul. She's still lactating, so just be forewarned you might be asked to feed from her. So don't be alarmed and just go with the flow. Whatever she wants, give her and don't make a big fuss about it. Just accept everything. It'll be worth it in the long run."

I was feeling the effects of the second drink now. "Breast feeding. Got it. Does she have very big breasts?"

"I'd say they're like thirty-six C's. Not really big or small. A mouthful, and I know that for a fact," she giggled. "She has very sweet milk so I'm sure you'll enjoy it." Rebecca paused for a moment as if recalling the taste. "She may also ask you to wear particular clothes or outfits when you're with her. You may have to buy them if you don't already have them. She's very picky about that."

"That shouldn't be a problem with the money I'll be getting."

"Good! We're almost there. Still feeling nervous or apprehensive?"

I felt calm and relaxed, and I was now very anxious to meet August and see what she had in store for me. "Not at all," I replied. "Now I'm curious and anxious to meet her."