“Yeah, any leads on the job search so far? What kinds of things are you looking for at the moment?”
“Oh—well—er,” she started, all her confidence thrown, and she let out a startled gasp as I dropped down on the bed and pressed my face up against the front of her pajama pants, kissing at the heat and the wetness I could feel even through the fabric. “Oh, fuck, Bridget—”
“If you’re looking for a job fucking Bridget, I do think that exists,” Nikki said. “But I have the feeling you shouldn’t stop talking to me unless you want her to stop.”
“Oh, my god.” Victoria went with it when I pushed her onto her back, and when I pulled her pants and underwear off together, I was rewarded with the sticky mess inside that I wasall too happy to lick up, savoring the taste and the way she twitched under me.
“C’mon, baby,” I said. “You’re a professional. You can keep a cool face.”
“Oh, god.” Victoria gripped her hands into the sheets, breathing hard. “The… job… I worked in digital sales management before, and I’m looking to—to transfer my skills over and try to get a seamless… transition…”
She did such a good job holding it together. Her voice quivered and broke in places as I kept licking, sucking on her clit, and Nikki kept up the conversation happily like nothing was going on as Victoria’s voice got more strained and high-pitched, squirming underneath me, until I felt her thighs tightening on either side of me, and I pulled back just enough to speak. “How’s she been doing, Nikki?” I said. “Do we think I should let her come?”
“Bridget—please,” Victoria said, her voice hazy and urgent all at once, bucking her hips up, seeking me. I hooked my hands around her thighs and held her against the bed, and she moaned, squirming under me.
“In a sec,” Nikki said. “She was telling me about the sales platform she helped build and how she wanted work that aligned with that. Let her finish.”
“Oh my god, I can’t—” Victoria gasped, and she gripped tightly on me when I licked her again, lightly, teasingly. She pulled herself together as best she could, straining, voice quivering, as her tone veered off into something even more formal that felt dirtier than dirty talk when I was licking her pussy. “We had a—team of six individuals that collectively… organized for a more streamlined end-user experience…”
“That sounds really interesting,” Nikki said. I doubted she cared that much.
Victoria was sweaty and struggling by the time she finished, and she’d barely pushed out the last word before she curled her back up off the bed, looking down at me, gripping onto me, pleading for release, and I was all too happy to give it to her—buried my face against her and lavished her with my tongue, my lips, and she broke, falling back into the bed and letting out a loud cry as she came, hips thrusting up against my mouth.
“Oh,” she gasped once the orgasm had subsided, slowly relaxing the claw grip she had on the sheets with one hand and on me with the other. “Oh, wow.”
“Well, I’m sure you’ll find something,” Nikki said. “Sounds like you’re enterprising and know exactly what you want.”
“Ah… yes. That.” Victoria rolled her head to look at the phone. “Nikki, I’m afraid I don’t remember what I was saying.”
Nikki laughed, and I did too, climbing up higher to pull Victoria into a long, slow kiss. I rode the high until about ten seconds after she’d left the room, heading to the bathroom and leaving me with Nikki, and I sighed.
“I am so fucked,” I said, taking the phone off speaker, flopping onto the bed and holding it up to my ear.
“In a good way, or a bad way?”
“Well, both. She said she’s explicitly not looking for serious right now, but I amgoingto catch feelings for her if we keep doing this.”
She hummed thoughtfully down the line. “Well, sex releases bonding chemicals and all that. Maybe if you keep fucking her like that, she’ll catch feelings for you too.”
“I mean, that’d be great and all, but it’s not just that she’s not looking to date because she’s not into anybody, but, like… she’s got this whole thing where she likes being single, wants to stay that way.” I sighed overdramatically, slumping. “This is going to be such a… the-one-who-got-away situation.”
“Hasn’t gotten away yet. Just have a good time. Let things follow naturally.” She paused. “At least take advantage of the motivation for your work.”
“I mean… no kidding.”
“I’ve got to bounce, but tell Victoria it was nice to meet her. She’s fun. Cute match for you.”
“Yeesh, don’t rub it in,” I mumbled. A minute later, after we’d hung up, the sight of Victoria coming back into the room still beautifully naked was one hell of a good way to spend the morning.
“That was so… dirty,” she laughed shyly once she’d sat back on the bed, reaching for her underwear. I pressed up against her back and caressed my hands over her, and she took the signal that there was no rush, dropping under underwear back on the floor.
“But it was fun, right?”
“It was… it was certainly an… experience,” she said.
“A bad one?”
“I did notsaythat, Bridget.” She relaxed back into my touch. She smelled so nice… even post-orgasm, the sex smell mingled with this soft, dark scent like orchid. I wondered if she thought I smelled nice. “It just doesn’t feel like it’s… like me…”
