1. Thank You Heels


    Date: 7/7/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Audrey_X, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    I tend to be so lazy about those things until I become interested.” “Oh no” I thought, “please not this.” “Turns out you didn’t go to college at all. That’s all made up. You are aware that an Associates Degree is a prerequisite even for the position you currently hold. I was planning such a bright future for you too.” She sighed in a dramatic way. She eyed me, her prey, and seemed to delight in my discomfort. All the thoughts of my misspent youth rushed through my mind in a torrent of shame: riding a stripper pole, giving dirty men lap dances, selling dime bags in the parking lot, stealing from people. I was just trying to survive and maybe even to live a little. To grasp at those fleeting joys of the body. Some parts of me had died living that way but then again a little of me died every day in that office, staring at that screen, doing my menial work while trembling lest this haughty queen become displeased with me. Was it any better or worse? It was just safer thats all. But one thing I had learned was never to be taken advantage of, to always have an ace up my sleeve if backed into a corner. The streets had taught me that and police stations. I began stammering, trying to come up with something that would justify myself but I could not. That’s when I felt her foot rubbing my calf. The food arrived. The wine was replenished and I ate my fish without appetite, the fork trembling in my hand. I watched her cut her steak, the blood oozing over her plate, leaving her potatoes ...
    and vegetables in a red puddle. She raised the cut pieces to her mouth, forking them between her full red lips and chewing with gusto. I kicked off my shoe and our feet rubbed under the table. “I won’t fire you Teresa. You are too pretty to fire.” Her foot climbed up, rubbing my inner thigh. I hated this woman and I hated myself for wanting her, for my panties that were soaking. “I’ll even give you a slight raise that is if you fill the positions I have in mind adequately and with appropriate zeal. And don’t even think of reporting me to HR. It’s been tried. My husband is powerful enough to blacklist you forever. Unless you want to be a stripper again.” She laughed at me. She knew everything about me. “Am I your queen?” “Yes Audrey, you are my queen.” I meant it even while not meaning it. A resolution formed in me. I reached into my handbag as if looking for something. “I just need to use the ladies room. If you’d care to join me.” I rose and she began to rise with me. I put my hand on her arm, bent over and whispered “Wait just a few moments.” I walked to the restroom and turned back to our table before entering. I paused and waited for her to look at me. She did. Our eyes met and we held them for a couple of seconds. Her arrogant eyes clouded over with the mist of desire. I knew she would come. III I looked in the mirror, tossing my hair back to see my face better and fix my makeup. Two heavily perfumed elderly ladies left the restroom leaving me all alone, chattering about ...
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