Just Two Gals Being Pals - Part II

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Tags: Friends with Benefits, this time Kara is the one wearing the strap. Oral sex, fingering, strap-on. 

Lena hated sneaking around, but she had a knack for lying when the occasion called for it, and what better time to lie than when their friends were being nosey?
 

“Did the two of you hook up?” Kelly asked with a curious glance from Lena to Kara, who was all red in the face.

Everyone was still gathered around the table and staring at the hickey on Kara’s neck. Lena needed to think fast on her feet to avoid getting caught.

 

“God, no, Kara just burned herself while trying out my new hair straightener,” Lena supplied without a second’s pause and lifted up a carton of fried wontons to pass to Kara, who was floundering like a tongue-tied idiot.

 

A cute idiot, Lena’s mind interrupted unhelpfully.

 

Kara took the wontons and stuffed one into her mouth so she didn’t have to speak.

 

That pleased Lena, although she had to smack Kara on the back a few times when Alex came out with, “Good. I mean, no offense, but the two of you don’t exactly have the best track record of relationships, and if you got together and broke up, that would ruin our Sunday brunches.” 

 
 
“Don’t worry, Alex, your French toast is safe,” Lena promised and gave a fleeting glance to Kara, who nodded while gulping down her wine.

 

The fact that Alex didn’t think a relationship between them would work was something that would irk Lena for a good long while — but then Andrea threw out her opinions and they bothered her even more. 

“Lena is too busy all of the time. Her first love is her work.” Andrea’s pointed remark and the knowing way she clasped her hands together both nettled Lena. 

In aggravation, Lena stuffed a fried wonton into her mouth and tried not to dwell on ideas of having a relationship with Kara. 

Clearly if multiple people thought it was the wrong choice then it should be avoided at all costs — except Sam piped up to turn the tone of the conversation around. “Whatever, Lena’s a ten in my book across every possible category and anyone would be lucky to have her.” Sam lifted her glass and made a soft “mmm” noise as she drank, as though she had some further point to make. “Speaking of which, girl, we know you’re sleeping with someone, so you might as well spill. Your stories about last night haven’t added up.” 

Lena rolled her eyes and stood up to clear the table, which was littered with empty cartons. She wrenched a half-filled carton of chow mein out of Kara’s hands to prevent her from stress eating in front of everyone and giving their secret away. 

 
“Why are you all so concerned with addition insofar as it applies to me?” Lena challenged and dropped a few plates in her sink to rinse off. “If I choose to engage in a little 1+1 with anybody, I’ll keep it to myself until I’m ready to share with the class.” 

“Which is never,” Kelly lamented and poured herself another glass of wine as the rest of Lena’s friends scooted from the table to lounge on the sofa. 

“How about we discuss someone else,” Lena proposed as she tucked the dishes away into the washer and then hurried over to claim a single armchair for herself — but her friends appeared to be conspiring against her, because Kelly and Alex and Andrea had claimed the sofa and Sam was relaxing in the armchair already. She was stuck on the love seat with Kara, who was twiddling her thumbs and pressing her glasses into place as much as anxiously possible. 

“Let’s talk about Kara,” Kelly decided and turned her full attention towards Kara, who shrank under the scrutiny. 

“Me?” Kara squeaked comically and reached for the candy dish on Lena’s coffee table. “But I haven’t been in a real relationship in like four years.” 

“That’s why we’re picking you, honey,” Sam intoned and leaned over to check out the fancy foil-wrapped chocolates Lena kept in the cut crystal dish.
 

Kara slumped where she sat and Lena was tempted to unwrap chocolates for her and slot them into her mouth like quarters to keep a ride going. Between the two of them, Kara was the weakest link when it came to lying — and while that was an excellent thing for their budding relationship, it was terrible for deceiving their friends. 

“Okay, well, I’m kinda seeing someone,” Kara admitted with a reluctant wringing of her fingers.

 
 As punishment, Lena took the candy dish away and passed it off to Andrea. 

“She’s a pretty high profile person, though, and very private about her life,” Kara added, as if those details wouldn’t point to it being Lena. 

On top of that, the expression seeing someone screamed relationship and she and Kara were only friends.

We’re only friends. We’re not gonna get together. We’re only friends, Lena repeated like lyrics to a peculiar song stuck in her head. It would have been more effective if she wasn’t undressing Kara in her mind. 

“Anyway, I’ve only seen her once for a breakfast date and she had to cut it short,” Kara finished with a small smile and eagerly reached out to take the candy dish when it came back around her way. “I’m not even sure if I’ll see her again. “ 

Their friends all seemed to be soaking up the fictitious yet real story and Lena wondered if she had underestimated Kara. At the same time, Kara was stealing little curious glances her way and Lena had to wonder if Kara was publicly questioning whether or not they would hook up again. 

“I’m sure you’ll see her again,” Lena uttered in a consoling and much softer voice than she would have liked, and she wondered if she looked as heart-eyed and interested as she felt on the inside. She acknowledged it to herself for two seconds before slipping back into complete denial. 

“Okay, your love life is still as boring as it always was,” Alex commented and sipped at her glass of wine as if she needed to cut herself off from being rude with her jokes. “Update us in another four years.” 

“Gladly,” Kara fired back with a glare and took her subtle rage out on a piece of chocolate. She chewed a little violently and Andrea laughed at her. 

“You all just need to invest in a few more tools for the bedroom and you won’t miss women,” Andrea joked, then looked like she had a foul taste in her mouth from her own words. “Scratch that, I do miss women and my bitterness shows.” 

Sam chuckled and gave Andrea a gentle smack on the arm, then threw a piece of candy her way. “Sweeten up and don’t be bitter. We’re all going to find Ms. Right someday. For all we know, you and Lena could get back together and be married with ten adopted kids in a few years from now.” 

Andrea scoffed at that prospect and Lena shared in her laugh, while Kara glowed with a jealousy that she tried to hide by ducking her head. 

“Oh, please, we’re the two least compatible people you’d ever meet,” Andrea sighed and softened as she glanced in Lena’s direction. “But I bet Lena will find the perfect lesbian and have ten kids with her. I don’t think I could handle ten kids, but Lena, I wouldn’t put it past you to do it and do it the natural way.” 

“Ten?” Lena cut in with a scrunch of her eyebrows and subtle curve of her lips that wasn’t quite a smile as much as it was a wince of displeasure. “What, am I suddenly a Bible Belt heterosexual?” 

“You’re the type of woman I’d want to get pregnant,” Kara blurted, then burst into a fit of laughter as her inner horror traveled straight to her eyes. Fortunately it didn’t register to anyone else and Alex barked out laughter. 

“Okay, I’ll admit I had my suspicions about the two of you, but after that comment you’re officially cleared,” Alex chuckled. “Kara, I can’t believe you said that to anyone with a straight face. You know Lena doesn’t need you to make her feel better about herself.” 

Lena had to restrain the urge to say something less than kind, but she swallowed it down as her friends continued to laugh around her. 

“I’ll admit that if I was going to knock up a friend, if that was even remotely possible, I’d pick Lena — not because of some useless lesbian crush or anything, but because she has her life together,” Sam explained with a casual shrug, as though it all came down to common sense. 

Kelly picked up on Lena’s tension—as always the silent observer until it came time to make an important remark. “I think you’re all making Lena uncomfortable. Let’s turn the tables on Alex and find out when she’s going to be ready to finally settle down and put a ring on my finger.” 

“Soon, my love, soon,” Alex promised and reached around to rub Kelly’s back. “Don’t worry, we’ll be the first down the aisle out of this group. Unless Kara and Lena beat us to it, seeing as how badly Kara wants to put a baby in Lena—“

It was all playful teasing from Alex’s perspective, but Lena’s attention was on Kara and how her friend blushed like it had actually been a genuine comment on her part. 

That stuck in Lena’s mind for the rest of her night, even when she was seeing her friends to the door. 

Kara and Sam were the last to go, and Lena gave them both tight hugs before they went.
 

“You’re both my favorite,” She uttered in lieu of a goodbye, and Sam laughed at that and said, “Right back atcha.” 

Kara was silently mirthful and rocked a few times on her heels before she backed out of the door and went to the elevator with Sam.
 

Lena closed the door behind them and did her usual clearing of the wreckage after a girls’ night. 

She was about to settle down with a book when a knock came at her door and she opened it to find Kara holding a cup tray with two large coffees from Lena’s favorite local shop.
 

“Any chance you want to talk?” Kara asked a little hopefully and Lena grabbed for her coffee like it was the deciding factor. 

“Come to ply me with mochas so I’ll succumb, and have your nearsighted, blonde babies?” Lena questioned with a lift of her eyebrow that said she was joking but also serious. 

“Ugh, I knew I should have worn contacts tonight,” Kara sighed and pulled at the frame of her glasses as she hurried into the penthouse. 

“Way to evade the question,” Lena remarked and put down her coffee just so she could cross her arms and stubbornly wait for a real answer. 

“I mean, I guess since we already slept together, I can talk to you about it,” Kara considered with a soft tilt of her head. 

“The fact that we’re now sneaking around, or that you’re suddenly announcing to our friends that you want to knock me up?” Lena asked with a critical narrowing of her eyes that warned Kara not to lie to her. 

“Okay, when you put it like that, you make it sound like I’m a stage five clinger,” Kara huffed and casually wandered towards the living room before spinning around. She radiated embarrassment and played with her glasses while staring at the floor before finally confessing, “I meant I can tell you a secret. I think—and I’ve never told anyone this — but I think I consider myself non-binary. Earlier you used a certain something on me, and while I enjoyed it, I guess what I’m trying to say is that I would have liked it if it was the other way around.” 

“Are you saying you would have preferred to use the strap on me?” Lena bluntly asked and blinked twice while eager for an answer. 

In lieu of one, Kara slipped the bag off her back and glanced meaningfully towards the bedroom.
 

Events unfolded quickly after that: they stripped off their shirts, Kara’s hand slid up her skirt and then they were wrapped up in one another and kissing like they had been sex deprived for far too long. 

Kara urged her backwards down the hall while kissing at her neck and breasts and pushing the skirt off her hips. While Lena threw open her bedside drawer in search of a bottle of lubricant, Kara strapped on a thick flesh colored cock and wrapped it in latex. It was far bigger than any toy Lena owned and she chewed her lip at the thought of it drilling into her. 

“You didn’t mention there are some baseball bats smaller than your strap,” Lena teased, but Kara looked confident wearing it and she salivated as her friend showed off this other side to her. 

 
 “You can handle it, right?” Kara asked and came over to grip her backside with such a strong energy about her that Lena would have agreed to nearly anything. 

“I can handle whatever you have in mind,” Lena whispered as a challenge and moved her hand down to stroke the cock. It seemed to be arousing Kara to see that because she moaned in enjoyment and squeezed both of Lena’s breasts, then pinched her nipples to make them firm and a little red.

Lena moaned while Kara kneaded her breasts, playing with them roughly as she stepped forward, and the sudden movement guided Lena back towards the bed. 

“Sit down,” Kara commanded quietly in a breathy exhale that held enough weight to knock the air from Lena’s lungs when her thighs hit the mattress. 

Lena’s lips parted in wonder at the assertiveness that radiated off her friend, and she raised an eyebrow in intrigue as she sank onto the bed wordlessly.
 

Anticipation thickened the atmosphere around them and Lena pulled her lower lip between her teeth.
 

Since when was Kara ever this intense? It was hard to imagine that under the chic librarian attire and goofy grins lurked this highly sexual being that possessed all that prowess to make Lena wet with a few syllables — and yet here she was, on the edge of her mattress and proverbial seat waiting to see what Kara would do next.

Me, preferably for hours, Lena mused privately, and wondered if that was why her friend had brought her coffee.

 
Kara dropped to her knees before Lena had the good sense to ask her to do it.
 

The sensual glide of Kara’s warm tongue as it slipped between her pussy lips to tease over her clit left her gasping.

Lena fell backwards to rest on her elbows and Kara spread her with delicate swipes of her tongue. The smooth pink skin between her labia was soaked with arousal and Kara lapped it up. Kara sucked on her and then moved her tongue in faster flicks that earned more gasps from Lena. 

Fooling around had initially been a little awkward, but Lena was starting to think she could have the best sex of her life with Kara. She placed her hand on the top of Kara’s head and tangled her fingers into blonde hair. 

 
 
Kara groaned into her cunt and licked at her opening, swallowing down a mouthful of her taste. The perfect sensation was made even better when Kara slipped a finger into her and massaged her inner wall. 

“Who are you, and what have you done with the Kara I’ve known for five years?” Lena asked in a low rasp, her voice already a little hoarse from moaning. 

 
Even Kara’s laughter felt good against her cunt and Lena shared it as she slung her arm over her face when her friend added a second finger to the mix. She arched when Kara curled her fingers to rub into her velvety warmth and groaned when Kara sucked on her clit.
 

She didn’t get an answer until she was three licks from her first orgasm, and Kara had the audacity to stop and look up at her with a satisfied grin, as if she knew how close she was to rapture. “Maybe this is who I’ve always been but you’re just finding it out now.”

 

“If you don’t finish what you started, you’ll find out who I really am,” Lena tried to threaten, but she was far too flushed and glassy eyed to intimidate Kara, who smirked up at her and maintained eye contact when she resumed her oral activities.

 
If she was honest with herself, and for a fleeting moment she was, staring into Kara’s eyes as she reached the peak of no return brought her higher than she anticipated. A startled cry stuck in Lena’s throat and her hand tightened in Kara’s hair as her hips rolled unabashedly to ride out her pleasure. Kara encouraged her with long moans of her own, and Lena’s cunt rippled around her friend’s fingers despite the way Kara thrust them faster.

 
 
Kara waited until she collapsed against the mattress to shift her position. Lena raised her head just enough to watch as Kara lubed up her cock from tip to base, then slipped into the spot beside Lena on the bed. 
 

Lena tipped her chin up, half-turned and looped an arm around Kara as their mouths came together. In all of her committed relationships, she hadn’t shared a moment like this with anyone. Sex was somehow far more intimate with Kara holding onto her waist and leaning forward to kiss her from behind. 
 

Kara smoothed both hands over Lena’s hips and pulled her back while sliding her leg up. They melded into one another with Kara guiding the cock into her very wet cunt.  
 

Lena made a soft grunting-moan sound as Kara pushed it home and then she uttered, “Fuck.” 

Her half-lidded eyes and lustful whimpers were all for Kara. She could have cursed again, and not just because it was pleasurable, but because she was catching feelings and she didn’t know how to cope with them.

“Too much?” Kara asked, her lips suspiciously close to kissing over Lena’s shoulder. 
 

“Just close enough to it to be thrilling.” Lena supplied breathlessly. 

 
 Lena was surprised she had taken it all in one go, since the size was more than she was accustomed to, but she was so aroused by Kara’s confidence that her cunt welcomed the cock with little resistance. She squeezed around it, momentarily mourning the fact that Kara couldn’t feel how pleasurable that would have been.

 
Kara anchored herself with a firm hold, and moved with the kind of fluidity that only came from experience. Lena wondered how many women it took for Kara to finally find herself, and her jaw went slack when she picked up the pace.

Lena stretched her hands out to fist the sheets as Kara thrust into her with enough force to jostle her, and whined when Kara released her hip to wrap an arm around her waist. 
 

Her slick inner muscles opened up until Kara was slamming into her harder and kissing at the back of her shoulders and neck. Lena’s forehead creased between the eyebrows as she concentrated on the blissful sensation. 

“God, Kara, you’re so good at this,” She rasped and canted her head to the side to give Kara more skin to kiss. 

With a few faster jolts of her hips, Kara pounded into Lena’s cunt and the carnal satisfaction was incredible. Lena was supple and limber in Kara’s arms, her back arching and hips rolling. Her pussy was begging for orgasm with tight clenches. 

“I can feel how close you are,” Kara murmured and brushed her fingertips over Lena’s swollen clit. 

Embarrassment ran through Lena’s heart when she realized how easily she responded to Kara—yet not enough to ruin the moment as she arched into her friend and restlessly undulated for more with keening moans.
 

Kara gave it shamelessly, with soft breathy grunts of exertion as she pumped her hips harder.
 

“You’re going to come so hard,” Kara whispered proudly, like it was a hidden truth she knew just from the way Lena strained under her hands.
 

The sloppy smacking sound of the phallus filling Lena’s cunt was a testament to how wet she was and she felt at odds with her body when she tried to control the way it began to tremble. The more she fought for composure, the more it slipped through her fingers and she tangled her hands in the sheets when her cunt went into sudden convulsion.

 
Kara fucked her through it, with longer thrusts to plunge through her rippling cunt, and Lena surrendered to the bliss with a moan so dirty she blushed from hearing it.
 

She lost count after the third or fourth orgasm. Their positions never changed but something inside Lena was shifting with every trace of Kara’s lips that passed over her throat and the sultry praise her friend offered up whenever she came. She had planned to return the favor. Lena wasn’t selfish in the bedroom, but exhaustion took her before she could turn the tables on Kara. 
 

It was Kara who leaned over to flip off the light and pulled a blanket over her, and the next time she blinked sun was filtering into the bedroom. 

Lena woke up with Kara’s arms wrapped around her middle, and she considered going back to sleep, but when she checked the time she realized it was already eleven. Far later than she ever slept in, and half an hour past the time that they were supposed to meet all of their friends for their usual Sunday brunch.
 

“Fuck, Kara, the time,” Lena screeched and attempted to pull out of their comfortable tangle. Kara’s grip on her was secure, and for a second she flailed, unable to move from her friend’s arms. 

 
Kara nuzzled against her and refused to budge until Lena snapped, “Brunch. We forgot about it, and now everyone is going to be asking us questions again.”

That jolted Kara out of her comfortable doze, and she fell out of bed to grab for her clothes. Both of their phones had a dozen texts and missed calls and Lena cursed under her breath as she called Sam.
 

“Lena,” Sam practically sang through the phone. “You’re late. What’s going on? This isn’t like you.”

“Sam, hi, I’m at home, finalizing an agreement with this little tech start-up we’re funding,” Lena blurted and began sorting through some paperwork on her night table, as if she could will her lie into becoming the truth. She hated to be late under normal circumstances and every one of her friends knew that. 

“Okay, well, Kara is also missing, and we haven’t been able to reach her,” Sam hummed. In the background, Lena could hear everyone else speculating as to what was going on with Kara. 

 
“Really?” Lena asked in an effort to seem surprised while she was staring right at Kara. “That’s not like her. Maybe she’s off with her high-profile mystery woman this morning.”

 
“That’s what we all were thinking,” Sam drawled with too much curiosity in her tone. “Who could this mystery woman be?”

“Well, with her disastrous track record I dread to think,” Lena deadpanned and dropped her stack of papers to pull open drawers in search of clean underwear. “Although she did have a crush on Cat Grant and I heard she might be back in town,” She mused thoughtfully, as if she wasn’t fabricating lies on the spot.

 
Kara had a rosy glow of guilt to her cheeks and flailed silently with a betrayed sort of surprise on her face as if to ask why the hell Lena would say that. 

 
Lena ignored her by holding her hand up to block out the pleading puppy dog eyes aimed her way and tried not to breathe heavily down the line while she hopped around to slide her panties up her thighs.

 
“Ooh,” Sam breathed, completely taking the bait. “I’d forgotten all about that. Hurry up and get here. Alex is talking about putting a tracker on Kara’s cell so we can see what she’s been getting up to.”

 
“That’s a complete invasion of privacy,” Lena spat so forcefully that Kara’s eyebrows vanished into her hairline in surprise.
 

 “At this point, it’s for her own safety,” Sam reasoned, her humor carrying down the line as other voices chatted in the background. “Out of everyone in our group, Kara’s by far the most likely to accidentally go on a date with a psychopath. Remember that one woman who picked her up in a car that she was only test driving?”

“Oh god, Leslie.” Lena groaned. “Or Livewire, as she preferred to call herself for some weird reason.”
 

That was the first time she met Kara. She had been pulled into the rescue team when everyone piled into Alex’s truck to drive to the next state after Kara’s date had declared their connection was so strong they should start a new life together. Immediately.

 
When Leslie pulled over to fill up the tank, Kara ran off to hide in the station’s bathroom and frantically phoned Alex, who called everyone else. Lena remembered how Kara handled it by laughing, though she sensed how shaken she had been and enveloped her in a hug.

 
“I’m on my way. Don’t let Andrea order mimosas without me.” Lena intoned and hung up before Sam could needle her for more information on Kara.

 
 It was awkward when she turned to face Kara, who showed no signs of wanting to rush. 

“You owe me big time for those lies you just told at my expense,” Kara announced with a broad gesture, like she had no idea what she wanted as recompense, but still wanted to make a point.

 
 “Name your price,” Lena softly demanded and set her heated stare on Kara. 

 
Kara flailed and then stuck a hand on her hip as she suggested, “How about dinner? You know I like to eat, and there’s this new fusion place I’ve been wanting to try.”

“Sure, dinner on Friday it is,” Lena agreed and put her hand out to shake on their deal. It might have weird in any other sexual or romantic relationship, but Kara grinned and shook it, and then they both hurried to finish getting ready. 

Lena figured at some point they would have to discuss their friendship and whether it was turning into more. 

If she wasn’t the slightest bit afraid that her feelings were one-sided, then she might have spoken to Kara before they left for brunch. 

All she managed was a peck on the cheek for Kara and a brief moment of closeness during which she fixed the collar on her friend’s shirt. 

They parted ways outside of her building and showed up to brunch separately.

 
Lena scooted into her usual seat beside Sam, and then glanced up to see Kara through the window. Everyone’s attention shifted to Kara, who stood talking animatedly with a brunette.

“Who’s that? Her mystery woman?” Sam questioned and perked up in her seat to check the stranger out. “She’s beautiful.”

 
Lena glared at the woman and her face burned with a blush of anger as Kara went in for a hug before entering the restaurant. 

 “So who is your new friend?” Alex asked the second Kara was close enough to the table to strike up conversation. “Is she the reason we’ve been eating salads one leaf at a time while we wait to order cocktails?”
 

“Yeah, dish,” Sam encouraged, propping her chin in her palm to grin at Kara the moment she sat down. “Name, age, and what does she do for a living?”

 “And do you want to order, or have you already eaten?” Andrea cut in, and suddenly Lena found herself sitting at a table surrounded by nosey children, all laughing at their own dirty jokes.
 

It didn’t help that Kara appeared to be blushing from all the attention she was receiving, and though it aided in covering up their little liaison, Lena still felt a pang of jealousy despite knowing damn well that she was the reason Kara was late.
 

“Guys, come on, let her sit down.” Kelly settled the group with a subtle wave of her hand and Lena pretended to study the menu when she sensed Kara’s eyes on her.
 

“Okay, first of all, you guys are incorrigible, and second, she’s just a friend from work,” Kara sighed in exasperation. She wiped crumbs off the table absently while Alex elbowed Andrea and rolled her eyes when everyone began quizzing her at once.
 

Lena imagined the noise was close to what beekeepers must endure. All the buzzing was driving her to distraction and she ended it with a quick, “So, drinks? Or are we playing twenty questions with Kara until she inevitably combusts from embarrassment?”

 “Okay, okay, we’ll relent,” Sam stated dramatically, but reached out to playfully pat Kara’s arm. “For now, but you owe us answers.”
 

“What, why?” Kara asked, her pitch a little higher than usual, which was like a beacon to Sam, who squinted at her curiously. “I mean wasn’t Lena also late? Pretty sure I saw her arrive before me.”
 

Lena kicked her under the table and Kara barely concealed her wince as Sam laughed. “Lena was late because she was doing work. You were late because you may or may not have been doing your friend.”

 
 Lena glared at Kara when she shot her a wide eyed glance and then choked on her own saliva. Fortunately, Kara’s coughing fit was enough to cool off everyone’s questions, and for the most part their late brunch was enjoyable.
 

Lena excused herself first, citing work as the reason, and she did actually go into the office to calm her fluctuating emotions.
 

On one hand, she had absolutely no right to feel jealous that Kara hugged someone else, and on the other, she couldn’t stop wondering if Kara was interested in the brunette from work. 

Not that it would matter if Kara was interested. They had only slept together a handful of times, and they were basically friends with benefits, but it didn’t go beyond that. 
 

She and Kara were both successful, busy adults and they didn’t owe one another explanations. That would be absurd.
 

Lena was halfway through her inner rant when she realized she had been pacing for the past twenty minutes and the only thing she had worked on was getting herself into a slight frenzy.
 

God, what the hell was happening to her?

She typed out a few different messages to Kara and deleted them all for fear of sounding too needy. 
 

Lena had always been assertive in her relationships and the type to make grand gestures if she was very serious about someone, though it didn’t seem appropriate to use her normal tactics with Kara.  
 

To distract herself, she worked for about five minutes and checked a few emails that she could have just read from home. 

Her face lit up with a smile when she noticed a new text on her phone. When she realized it was just a notification from the spa she frequented, and not a message from Kara, she knew she was developing strong feelings and that it was useless to deny it.
 

It would have been better to put her phone away and concentrate on something productive, but instead she went ahead and texted her friend. 

Can you come to my office? 

Kara appeared an hour later, and they practically smothered each other with kisses as soon as the door was closed behind them.
 

“I think we should keep having sex,” Lena blurted in a breathless huff.

It seemed like a ridiculous thing to say when Kara had already unzipped her dress.

“Isn’t that why I’m here?” Kara asked in confusion and Lena hesitated to drop her panties. 

“I meant in general,” Lena explained and the hectic rush between them continued with Kara taking off her top and popping open the back of her bra. 

“Why do you hide these under sensible shirts and cardigans?” Lena groaned, her hands already cupping Kara’s breasts to squeeze them in excitement.
 

It was side-boob that had gotten her into this mess in the first place, and while Lena appreciated all of Kara, there was a wonderful rush that came from hearing the way her friend gasped and moaned whenever she pinched or sucked her nipples.
 

 Lena’s mouth was on her before Kara could form a reply, and the only utterance she managed with soft warm lips around a stiffened bead was, “Lena, oh god—”
 

Kara’s hand was on the back of her neck, urging her hot mouth closer, and Lena grinned against her while her impatient fingers worked open Kara’s belt. “Did you bring your friend?” She asked coyly, her hand pushing between fabric and heated skin to delve into the silken arousal that gathered in the soft crease of Kara’s pussy lips.
 

 “My friend?” Kara’s voice hitched, her breath catching despite the bewildered frown on her face.
 

 “You know the one,” Lena seductively lilted, swirling her finger around Kara’s clitoris. She enjoyed the way it swelled from the attention, and rubbed a little firmer just to see the way Kara’s beautiful blue eyes darkened from the sexual storm brewing within her. “Usually goes right here.”
 

Apparently pleasure slowed Kara’s brain down. Not that Lena minded. It was rather addictive to see the effect she had when it came to her friend. 

 
She grinned when Kara stumbled over her words, not quite speaking so much as gasping, and then it clicked. With wide eyes and a sharp nod, Kara rumbled, “Yeah, it’s still in my bag.”

 
Lena decided to experiment by retrieving the strap-on and securing it a little higher on Kara’s hips without fully tightening the straps. It allowed Lena to get on her knees and suck on it, but also to put her mouth on Kara. 

Her tongue swiped a few times over Kara’s clit and then she pushed her lips down over the head of the cock. She watched in intrigue and captivation as Kara reacted to the sight of her with her mouth full. 

 
 “Do you want to fuck my mouth, Kara?” She muttered with a flick of her eyelashes, and her words seemed to bring out Kara’s more lustful side. 

 
 Kara groaned and rooted her fingers into Lena’s dark hair as Lena leaned forward to slide her mouth down along the cock. She gave Kara quite the visual before moving a little lower and giving her the tactile to go with it. Her lips closed around Kara’s clit in a pucker and her tongue teased over the sensitive peak. 

She used her hand to stroke the cock while she licked over Kara’s clit, and kept her eyes up to see every fleeting reaction as Kara moaned and trembled. It was strangely erotic to notice the way Kara’s eyes followed every lazy stroke of her fingers and Lena flicked her tongue faster and stroked the phallus harder.

Lena wasn’t in the habit of getting on her knees for anyone outside of a bedroom, and certainly not in her office, but the way Kara bit her bottom lip and swayed where she stood was more than worth it.

Lena pulled back just enough to appraise how wet Kara was already and used her finger to glide along her slit. 

“If I didn’t know better, I would ask if it’s been a while.” She teased, and like clockwork a blush traveled up Kara’s neck and brightened her cheeks.
 

“Use your mouth again.” Kara whispered, but it wasn’t laced with confidence so much as a tremor of hope, and Lena lifted a dark eyebrow in question.

 

 “And where would you like me to use it, Kara? Right here?” Lena stroked the tip of her finger around Kara’s clit, and then grasped the thick silicone with her left hand to tug on it with a sultry murmur. “Or on your cock?”

 

 Lena knew which, could practically feel the need that came off of Kara in waves, but it was empowering to see the way Kara faltered to address what she so desperately desired. She fumbled with her glasses, pushing them anxiously up her nose and opened and closed her mouth a few times before ultimately making a choice.
 

Kara tangled her fingers tighter in Lena’s hair, and it sent an exhilarating sensation through Lena’s stomach when she guided her mouth back to the cock. Lena kissed the tip, smearing red lipstick over the silicone when Kara nudged it past her lips and moaned when she accepted it back into her mouth.

As she began to suck, Lena teased two fingers down to Kara’s excited hole and plunged them in knuckle deep. Every bob of her head was coordinated with a thrust of her fingers, and Kara was soon whimpering when Lena brought her thumb up to massage into her clit.

She rubbed a bit more furiously as her jaw stretched and she popped her lips over the head of the cock with an eagerness to get Kara off. 

 
 Kara’s glistening arousal covered her palm and fingertips, and she halted for a moment just to rub her hand all up and down the shaft. Then she began to suck again, filling her mouth with Kara’s taste and swallowing it down as she took the cock deeper into her throat. That little move drove Kara crazy and she moaned as Lena pumped into her with two crooked fingers. 

She continued to manipulate Kara’s clit in time with her languid sucking on the cock. Her intense green eyes stayed on Kara and she bobbed her head with more speed. 

Two of her fingers were surrounded by Kara’s sensual heat and she felt the oncoming orgasm before it happened.

Kara’s cunt tightened around her thrusting fingers and Lena rubbed her clit quicker as she moaned around the silicone. 

There was a heated second where she considered pulling back to encourage Kara to come in her mouth, but it passed when Kara entwined their fingers together.

Lena was overcome with a sudden, inexplicable need to make sure this moment between them was meaningful, and she squeezed Kara’s hand and pistoned her fingers until Kara tipped her head back with a long, low moan and her inner walls gave way to pulsing spasm. She held still but continued to massage Kara’s swollen clit, her lips brushing over the toy with soft kisses as if on some level it would prolong Kara’s release.

She half expected Kara to need time to recover, but her friend was pulling her up with breathless laughter on her lips and kissing her like she needed to taste her more than she needed oxygen.
 

Lena was happy to oblige, and she whimpered when Kara’s deceptively strong hands palmed her backside and then spun her around to face the desk.

“God, that was amazing, Lena.” Kara informed her with a sultry rasp, her mouth leaving wet prints over Lena’s shoulders as she rubbed the tip of the cock between her soaked folds. “Let me return the favor.”

Lena clasped the desk as shivers rolled down her spine. She groaned when Kara pitched her hips forward to sink the cock into her with one gloriously rough push.

It went in deep and Lena’s whining moan of satisfaction was loud and desperate. She draped herself half over the desk to take Kara’s cock and whimpered from every slick thrust. 
 

In past relationships, she needed a lot of build-up before sex, but her cunt was wetter than ever for Kara. Gripping at the sides of the desk, she tried to hold on as Kara slammed against her backside and grabbed her by the waist to keep her from slipping away. 
 

She wanted Kara, not just sexually but also in so many other ways, and she had to bite down on her lip to stop herself from being mindless about it and expressing her emotions mid-act. 
 

Kara’s hand roamed her back while she pounded into her and Lena muttered out a soft, “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
 

The building pressure of her panic battled the pleasure until Kara guided her with an almost husky sounding suggestion that filled Lena with a carnal kind of heat. “You could be rubbing your clit.”
 

The second the words were out of Kara’s mouth Lena pushed her hand between her thighs to glide her fingers through the silky arousal that clung to her reddened lips and groaned at the friction.  
 

Papers scattered off her desk when she swiped her arm around to rest her face against her forearm, her moans not nearly as quiet as they should be, but she couldn’t give a damn when Kara was pounding into her like she had something to prove.

Pleasure was starting to sizzle beneath Lena’s skin and her jaw worked from it. Lena strained against the desk as her thighs began to shake.

She knew she was close, so when the phone on her desk rang she almost flung it across the room before her better senses kicked in.
 

Kara didn’t stop as she answered the call, and the sound of her thighs smacking into her ass was clear as day as Lena gave a breathless grunt. “What is it, Jess?”

“You wanted a three minute warning whenever Miss Arias entered the building,” Jess reminded her. “The front desk called to say she’s left the foyer to come up.”  
 

Lena wasn’t sure if she regretted the decision she made the other day when Sam had shown up to see if she was actually in her office or not.
 

“Oh, Fuck me,” Lena groaned in frustration and hung up just as Kara replied with an enthusiastic rumble. “You want it harder?”
 

“Not you,” Lena blurted and Kara’s hips stuttered to an almost stop in confusion. “I mean yes, I want you to fuck me – but we can’t. Sam is on her way up—”
 

“You have to come first.” Kara cut her off, as if sensing the words about to fly out of Lena’s mouth. She doubled her efforts and reached around to rub furiously at Lena’s clit while rocking harder into her spread cunt.

The frenzy of their movements would leave bruises against Lena’s hips as they pressed into the desk but the danger of being caught added a thrilling element she hadn’t anticipated.
 

Kara’s determination to make her climax was ridiculously arousing and Lena’s breaths became short, sharp gasps as her cunt suddenly went into spasm and her bones melted.

She sagged over the desk with a filthy moan, looking like a completely satisfied hot mess, and whined when Kara pulled out before her orgasm subsided.
 

“We gotta hurry,” Kara was muttering as she loosened her straps and let the cock fall unceremoniously onto the floor while she pulled on her pants and stuffed her bra and strap-on into her bag without thinking about the sticky mess she had created.

Lena was still gasping for breath. Her lipstick was ruined and her hair was mussed and tangled from Kara’s fingers. She hurried back into her dress while Kara hastily buttoned up her shirt. 

Lena flung a wet-wipe at her and sputtered “Your face” before scrubbing at her own lips as she checked her reflection in the window.
 

“Papers,” Kara croaked, scrambling to gather the documents that had scattered across the floor. She had barely slapped them on the desk when Sam burst through the door and then faltered when she caught sight of a very tense, very red faced Kara.
 

“Am I interrupting something?” Sam asked cautiously, her curious eyes taking in the tight lipped way Kara was staring at her own feet.
 

“No, I was just leaving.” Kara remarked and glanced Lena’s way as she high-tailed it out of the office.

Lena exhaled a shaky breath and sank heavily into her seat because her cunt was still in spasm and her legs were like jelly. She ran her fingers through her hair to fix the state of it and smoothed her hand across the desk to wipe away the stain of her lipstick that had stuck to the polished surface.
 

“Sam, what brings you by?” Lena lilted with a forced smile as she peered up at her friend in suspicion.

“I was just worried about you, so I thought I’d stop by,” Sam explained and took the seat opposite the desk with a glance around the office. “You seemed a little off at brunch, and then I walk in to find you and Kara arguing—”

“Arguing?” Lena echoed and gave a small nod of agreement as she shuffled through the documents in front of her. “I asked Kara to do me a favor. She’s helping me handle the publicity and press on an upcoming product launch. We have some differing opinions, but we’ve worked it all out now.”

Her habit of lying was getting out of hand and she still felt so flustered and aroused that it was hard to sit across from Sam and behave like her normal self. 

 
She rubbed her thighs together and managed another tiny smile, and fortunately Sam shifted their discussion to other topics. 

After Sam’s short visit, the rest of her Sunday afternoon went as it always did with the added bonus that she and Kara texted each other for hours.
 

It was like the start of every other relationship and they continued to make time for sex during the week that followed—after work, before it, and whenever either of them had a long enough break in the middle of the day to meet up.

On Friday evening, Lena found herself on an unofficial date with Kara—not at the fusion restaurant that Kara originally mentioned, but at a romantic little Italian place with candlelight. 

 Kara had chosen it, and though they both danced around any mention of their relationship, they sat cozily in the same booth and sipped wine. 

 
Lena’s red dress barely encased her breasts and she was forward enough to put her hand on Kara’s thigh. 

She was accustomed to being aggressive with women she liked and she wondered if Kara usually was more passive. It was hard to judge, considering they were still getting to know one another intimately, but Lena had never been more content with the dynamics of a relationship before. 

Kara's eyes were traveling between her face and her breasts, and Lena couldn’t keep her grin from spreading when Kara smushed her lips together and then absently asked, “How long do you think we’ll be waiting on our entrées?”

Lena feigned innocence as to why Kara would even ask and glanced around the busy restaurant with a soft, coy smile. “Mmm, it’s hard to say,” She murmured and swung her sultry gaze back to Kara with a private quip. “Why, are you starving?”

 

Awkward laughter caught in Kara’s throat when Lena traced her fingers along the inseam of her pants. 

“Something like that.” Kara exhaled as she caught Lena’s wandering hand and tucked it more firmly between her thighs to make her intentions clear. “You think it’ll be here in the next ten minutes?”

“Does it matter if it is?” Lena questioned seductively, knowing exactly what Kara’s next move was going to be. She stood up preemptively and then turned to her with a raised brow. “I have to use the restroom. Would you mind accompanying me?”

Heat passed between them, palpable and rich just like the wine that was hitting Lena’s bloodstream. She sauntered off with Kara hot on her heels and barely made it into a stall before Kara’s hands were on her. She moaned into her friend’s mouth and gasped when Kara spun her around to press her back into the door. 

 “Couldn’t wait until after our meal?” Lena teased, her hands falling to Kara’s belt to tug it open swiftly.

 

 “You know me, I’ll always pick dessert first.” Kara insisted, already hiking Lena’s dress up to push aside her panties. She stroked along Lena’s slit, parting her warm lips to glide through the nectar already gathering there and massaged it into her clit as she captured her mouth.

They were insatiable for one another, and though Lena never expected to find herself fucking in a restaurant bathroom, it made her feel so alive. She moaned as she shoved her hand inside Kara’s pants and gave back as good as she got.

Kara gasped against her mouth and pushed two fingers into her grasping cunt, and Lena bit and sucked at Kara’s lower lip to stop the keening moan from rising up her throat.

 

 She didn’t hear her phone buzzing in her clutch where it was tucked to the side of the stall, or the insistent ding of texts above their hushed and frantic breaths.

Lena ran her fingertips over Kara’s swollen clit and tipped her head back when Kara slammed into her wet cunt with more force. Her thighs clamped around Kara’s wrist in excitement and she moved her hips as Kara’s fingers pumped deeper inside of her. She steadied herself by holding onto Kara's arm and tucking her face against her friend’s neck.

“I’m going to come,” She whimpered and her spine went rigid before all of her tension slackened off and Kara needed to keep her upright. Her release was powerful and fast, and she was shuddering in Kara’s arms and gasping from it. 

As she rested her forehead against Kara’s, she almost confessed to all of her feelings. She reached down to reciprocate with her fingers and whispered “Kara” – but that was as far as she went before she heard someone else call out, “Kara?”

It was Kelly’s apologetic voice, followed up by Alex’s impatient one. “Oh shit.”

They must have spotted their feet under the stall and the outer door to the bathroom swung open again. 

“This is so stupid,” Andrea complained with a huff of breath. “If Kara’s date sees us—”

“She won’t,” Sam assured her. “Not unless they went to the restroom together. Who does that?”

Kara froze against her, like she had it in her head that if they both remained motionless, then their friends might go away without knocking on the stall or trying to get their attention.

Lena pulled her panties back up and tugged Kara’s shirt down. As Kara failed to snap out of her state of terror, Lena found herself doing up Kara’s belt. 

“I’m opening the door,” Lena informed her without separating from Kara or even attempting to make herself more presentable. Her fingers slipped down to release the latch and she stared out at her friends in annoyance. 

“Lena?” Kelly whispered, her brows tight together as if she was stunned to see them together.
 

“We’ve been trying to reach you for the past hour,” Andrea whispered dramatically, oblivious to the second pair of feet behind Lena’s in the stall. “I guess you got our message after all.”

“I don’t think she did,” Alex muttered.

Lena glared at her with tight lipped anger while Kara struggled to breathe behind her. She blindly reached out to press a calming hand to her abdomen, and felt Kara’s fingers entwine with hers instead.
 

“With friends like you, who needs stalkers?” Lena quipped with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. Kara was obviously freaking out, and that didn’t bode well with the budding feelings that were springing up like daisies within Lena’s chest. She sucked in a deep breath and stepped out of the stall, all but dragging Kara with her, and winced when Sam let out a shriek.
 

“Are you fucking kidding me? It’s been you this whole time?” She flailed her arms and then pressed her hands to her forehead as if her head was about to explode. “Oh my god, that day in your office—”
 

“Is none of your business.” Lena silenced her quickly, but from the way everyone’s eyes widened, it was clear Sam had informed them all that she thought Lena had been fighting with Kara.
 

Andrea cackled as it finally clicked and Kelly was leaning heavily into Alex and staring at them like she couldn’t quite believe her eyes.

“When the hell were you going to tell us you were fucking?” Alex asked suddenly, and winced when Kelly slapped her arm roughly. “What? Like we’re not all thinking it?” She exhaled in exasperation.

Lena wet her lip anxiously as she raised her chin to answer the questions for both of them, but then Kara surprised her by leaning around her to hiss, “Oh I don’t know Alex, maybe if you hadn’t crashed our first date, we’d have discussed when to tell you, and I can’t believe I have to say this, but we don’t owe any of you an explanation!”
 

Being confronted by all of their friends wasn’t the best time to feel incredibly aroused, but the way Kara positioned herself in front of her as if to shield her from their scrutiny only made her wetter.
 

“Date?” Lena whispered, fully aware that her face reflected her hope.

Kara turned to glance at her bashfully as she chewed her lip, “Well, I was hoping it was a date.” She confessed in a rush, and Lena would have pushed her back into the stall if everyone wasn’t gawking at them.
 

Instead she caught the front of Kara’s shirt and pulled her closer to rasp against her lips. “I am going to do filthy things to you later.”

Kara made a noise that certainly shouldn’t have been heard by anyone else and Alex slapped her hands over her ears while Sam announced, “Whoakay! Let’s uh—get the hell out of this bathroom before the staff think we’re having an orgy.”

“Don’t go too far. You’re buying us dinner for interrupting.” Lena informed the group, who all groaned and laughed as they filed out of the restroom.

“Are you sure that wouldn’t just be punishing ourselves?” Kara asked under her breath while craning her neck forward towards Lena’s ear. “I was enjoying being alone with you—"

 

“Well, you can spend the night,” Lena offered with a wicked nibble on her lower lip. “And because we’re dating, maybe tomorrow night, too.”