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Chapter 8 by Imhotep Imhotep

Does Laura see Ms. Cruz right away?

Yes, in a hurry.

A few minutes later, Laura impulsively grabbed her purse, and strode back to Ms. Cruz’s office door. The binds were closed, and she knocked lightly of the door. Images of Ms. Cruz flashed through Laura’s oversexed imagination. Angela Cruz was naked, and lying on top of her desk, her legs spread wide, and Laura greedily licked at the sexy Latin woman’s wet pussy. Laura shivered, and shook her head trying to get back on track. She glanced down at her purse, realizing that she’d brought it along for no other reason then it contained the two sex toys she’d dropped in it earlier. Laura giggled know that she was thinking like some sort of horny teenager

The door swung open, and Angela Cruz stood in front of Laura, a wide smile on her face. She was wearing her hair down today, rather than pinned in a bun on top of her head. Angela‘s hair was a thick lustrous black, and cascaded off of her shoulders, and down to the middle of her back. Her face was perfectly framed by her long flowing hair, and the dark rich color of it emphasized her deep, brown eyes. Angela greeted Laura with a quick but friendly hug, pressing her generous breasts against Laura‘s, and patting Laura on the back.

"Hi, Laura! How do like my new outfit?" Ms. Cruz asked as she did a 360 degree turn in front of her desk, and batted her long eyelashes at Laura, waiting for her assessment.

Angel Cruz, district manager for WSC was dressed in a black, snug fitting mini-skirt and a frilly, red silk top with spaghetti straps. Laura saw a matching black jacket draped over the back of a chair behind Ms. Cruz’s glass and ebony modernist desk. Laura felt warm, and wet between her legs, and wondered if Ms. Cruz was intentionally teasing her, but quickly dismissed the ridiculous notion. “God, but she did look hot, “ Laura thought to herself. The ensemble was topped of by a pair of two inch, black stiletto heels, and sheer black nylons.

“I wonder what she’s wearing underneath” Laura considered as Ms. Cruz moved behind her desk, giving her ass a provocative, sexy shake before sitting down in the swivel chair. “Very nice” Laura said.

“Sit down Laura, I have something very exciting I’d like to discuss with you‘ the Latina said.

Laura struggled to focus, closing her legs together, and folding her hands on her lap. As Laura regained her concentration, Angela leaned over her desk, towards her, and displayed the tops of her large round tits. Laura wondered again if Ms. Cruz was teasing her, after all as far as anyone in the office knew the regional manager had no boyfriend, or even girlfriend for that matter, her sexual preference had been the fodder for many a water cooler discussion when there were no management types about.

"Laura" Ms. Cruz said, “Lock the door, this is a private discussion, and I don’t want us to be interrupted” Laura nodded, and stepped over to the door, pushing the lock, before sitting back down. She could feel small rivulets of perspiration travel down her body, and growing dampness between her legs. Idly, her fingers drummed on her knee, and then began to play with the hem of her skirt.

"I understand you‘ve broken up with your boyfriend, and I was wondering.... " Angela said before hesitating. “What I’m going to ask probably isn’t appropriate, and I hope I don’t shock or offend you, but I can’t get you out of my head, and I was wondering if you’ve ever considered dating other women. I guess what I really meant is I was wondering if you’d consider dating me.”

Laura‘s eyes went wide with surprise and her mouth hung open. Angela Cruz, the sexy, saucy Latina regional manager of WSC was asking her if she wanted to “date“ She was speechless, and Ms. Cruz looked at her, wanting for a reply. Then without thinking, Laura lifted her hands nervously from her lap, and combed back her dark brown hair from her face. "I want you right now,.. I’m sooo... I have to go.." Jumping off the seat, she stepped to the door, and began to turn the knob, when she stopped herself, and the turned around to look at Angela.

"I can’t believe you’ve asked. I’ve been hoping to make a change, to see if I was meant to be with a woman. To be happy with another woman" Laura smiled, and stepped over to the edge of Angela’s desk.

"I think you need something else right now, don't you?” Angela asked with a devilish smile on her cute face

Laura nodded almost involuntarily. “Yes, I do”

What does Laura need?

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