Working Girl Ch 01 page 2

Paul lay alongside and spooned her moist body. She quickly drifted off to sleep, and for the better part of three hours he intermittently napped. But when he wasn't sleeping his lips, tongue, fingers, and hands curiously explored every inch of skin and soft curve that was within reach. Shortly after midnight Candy stirred. The movement brought Paul out of his light slumber and their lips softly kissed. For several minutes lips kissed lips and faces, but as the flames of extinguished excitement reignited, the wet muscles anxiously rubbed and entwined.

Once his penis returned to its full size and she was again wet, he entered her from behind. He loved her softly and slowly. Even as their aroused bodies grew desperate, the slow, purposeful strokes continued. She climaxed first and he followed a short time after. When he glanced at the clock and saw the late hour he slipped from the bed as she drifted off to sleep once again.

After dressing, he retrieved a cell phone from his pocket and text messaged the required code. Several minutes later a dark sedan pulled up to the curb outside and he disappeared into the night, shrouded in darkness. Although he could not know it, the ringing phone awoke Candy. She locked the front door and took a hot shower, washing away all evidence of their sexual encounter before returning to bed.

* * * * *

It was Friday again, and as had become a tradition she met Tracy at the Mexican Café and Cantina after work. Tracy, who worked closer and in a more flexible environment, was always the first one there. By the time Candy arrived she was already working on her second frozen Margarita.

"You look tired," Tracy greeted her best friend after she sat down at the small round table across from her. "Wait… do I detect a glow on your face? What's going on, girl?"

"It happened again," Candy admitted, unable to suppress a wide grin. "But this time was so different. I mean, it was the greatest sex I ever had!"

Tracy appeared confused. "What happened again?"

Candy kicked Tracy's shin under the table in aggravation. "You know, that freaky dream, or whatever it is. I mean, I woke up wore out but so… satisfied. It's weird in a nice way."

"I thought this was scaring you? What's going on?"

Candy shook her head from side to side. She didn't understand herself, so how could she possibly hope to describe a situation that was so utterly indescribable? "I'm not sure. What I do know is that it happened again but this time was so much better."

"Look, Tommy and I are going out tonight. Why don't you tag along? It'll be fun," Tracy said in an inviting tone.

"I appreciate the offer, but I barely made it through the day. I swear I'm going straight to bed," Candy promised.

"Are you hoping for another erotic dream?" Tracy teased.

"No. I don't think I have the strength for another one like that."

* * * * *

"Did you get it?"

"Yes, and my husband and I are very impressed with your… clientele. I'm especially attracted to the blonde," a female voice expressed her darkest desires.

"I'm sorry; you should have contacted me sooner. She won't be available for several days. You're welcome to wait if she suits your desires."

"She does, but just in case, we have a second choice. The brunette just after her is also appealing," the woman decided.

"That would be Tracy. Yes, she's equally beautiful in her own right, and so fresh."

"The usual arrangements?" she inquired.

The strange voice chuckled. "I don't like changes. Yes, the usual arrangements. I'll send you the details as soon as your payment is confirmed."

Unable to contain her curiosity, she asked "Who are you? Where do you find these girls?"

The line went dead.

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