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AUTHOR: Nirakia
Feedback: nirakia@gmail.com
Pairing: J/7 (über)
Rating: NC-17, containing adult subject matter, including loving and sexual relationship between two women. If that is not your cup of tea, don't drink it. Leave now.
Summary: Madam Katrine Janeway and Ms Anika De Neuff's worlds collide and some shenanigans ensue. [Any similarities to certain actresses and characters are purely on purpose!] Just a light hearted and very brief little romp.
Beta Reader Suggestions by: Readyquil
The Birthday Surprise
Katrine Janeway's smile froze when she heard the stripper music begin. Then she saw the cake being wheeled in by Dita and Liz. Her eyes widened. Surely they hadn't?! The big cake stood there. Apparently they had! The top of the cake popped open and a busty blonde appeared. The girls whistled and cheered and finally Katrine just shook her head and laughed, raising her glass of champagne.
The surprise wasn't over though. When the music stopped, Jenny wished Katrine a happy birthday from all the girls, then ordered her to sit in the chair especially carried in for her. Slightly confused, Katrine sat down and then raised an eyebrow when the stripper music started up again. Cake Girl started gyrating to the music. Katrine looked over to the girls who were grinning unrepentantly. Her eyes returned to the stripper who has just taken off her lacy blue bra. The girls let out some wolf whistles and applauded. Katrine felt her face go warm as bountiful, and beautiful breasts, perfect breasts, were set free. Embarrased that she couldn't look away, she breathed a sigh of relief when the girl turned around. Only she was now wiggling a very sexy derriere at Katrine as she danced off. She watched the stripper move, entranced by her beautiful body. Too late she realised that the girl was making her way back to her!
Cake girl straddled Katrine's lap. The girls went crazy, clapping, whistling, cheering. Katrine felt her face go flame red and tried to hang on to some of her infamous poise. She was profoundly glad to be sitting down because her legs had just turned to jelly. With a big smile, Cake Girl threw her arms around Katrine's neck, gave her a sizzling look, then glanced away at the crowd so they could take a picture. A photo! Oh. God. Katrine studiously tried to ignore the breasts thrust so close to her face. She wasn't very successful. They were full and creamy, with nipples proudly at attention. She realised she was inhaling the girl's enticing perfume and immediately started taking rapid shallow breaths. If this continued much longer she was going to pass out.
"Breathe, Katrine" the girl's breath tickled her ear.
The music started winding down, and Cake Girl planted a cheeky warm kiss on her lips, then stoop up and started gathering her things. Katrine felt bereft at the loss of that warm sexy body. Bereft and completely in a sultry daze. All she could do was sit there and watch.
Eventually Cake Girl was dressed again and Jenny showed her to the door. With one last lingering smile for Katrine, she was gone, leaving a very aroused Madame in her wake.
Katrine took a few fortifying sips of champagne and slowly started getting her breathing under control. Waving at the girls to gather round, she took a moment to make eye contact with each one. They were a loyal little group under her employ and she was very touched that they had thrown this birthday party for her.
"Thank you, darlings. I'm quite touched that you arranged all of this for moi." After the applause she continued. "I couldn't ask for a better group of women." The girls' eyes glowed at her praise. As madame of a unique call girl service, supplying escorts for women, their boss inspired fierce loyalty. She was tough, but she was fair, and she completely had their backs.
"As much as I don't want this evening to end, tomorrow night is the annual Alzheimer's charity ball as you are all aware.Some of you will be working during the event, I will also be attending as one of the charity's benefactors. I will be turning in early so I can go over that dreaded speech I have to give." Good natured giggles ensued
"So I bid you goodnight and sweet dreams," she concluded with her usual dramatic flair.
Standing by the door, Jenny was the last to leave. Giving her a questioning glance, she felt her take her hand and deposit a photo in it.
"A little souvenir. I couldn't help but noticed how affected you were by ... "
Katrine cleared her throat. "Well, considering how long it's been since I actually..Oh, don't look so surprised!"
Jenny laughed. "It's just, a sexy woman like you, in your profession and you haven't been getting laid?"
Rolling her eyes, Katrine shoved the cheeky upstart out of the door.
She looked down at the Polaroid of Cake girl sitting on her lap, exhaling with a hiss. She drifted as she remembered the feel of her, the smell, the chaste but sexy kiss...and felt the arousal back full force. Damn! It really had been a long time she'd had a naked woman so close... and she really couldn't understand why she had been so affected by this particular gorgeous speciman. This was going to be a long looong night.
The Charity Ball
The 7th Alzheimer's Charity Ball was in full swing. While the orchestra was playing and couples were dancing around her, Katrine Janeway let her gaze flit across the room, completely unaware of another gaze discreetly focused on her. It was a gaze that took in the elegant black sequined dress that shimmered whenever she moved, showing off a pair of very sexy legs in black stockings with matching black high heels. Understated, it brought out her blue eyes and increased the intensity of her auburn red shoulder length hair. For a brief moment, her secret admirer feared she'd been caught when the forceful madame’s eyes seemed to land on her. Then her eyes moved away to scan the rest of the room. Anika expelled the breath she’d been subconsciously holding. She could not possibly recognise her in this tux from this distance. Not with the jacket buttoned and the top hat still on anyway.
Wanting to keep the element of surprise, Anika de Neuff stealthily began to approach the area where Katrine was holding fort. She unbuttoned the jacket, revealing her ample bosom that had been forced into a tight silver waist coat. With some unerring kind of sixth sense, Katrine turned around just as Anika took the top hat off. Blonde locks tumbled out. The auburn haired older woman gasped at the vision before her and a split second later her eyes widened in recognition. Cake girl.
"You!" she breathed in that husky voice. Valiantly trying not to ogle the woman before her, her eyes made their own traitorous journey over the form in front of her. She’d seen so much of it before after all. Up close. Sitting on her lap. She swallowed when her mouth went suddenly dry.
Forcing herself not to smirk at Katrine’s obvious appraisal she asked, "Shall we dance?" It was stated as a question but the blonde never waited for an answer as she took Katrine in her arms.
"I don't even know your name," the elegant woman protested as she found herself pressed lightly against the tempting body of Cake girl.
"Anika. Anika de Neuff. And you are Katrine Janeway.”
Katrine's eyes widened slightly when she felt a hand slide down to her buttocks and pull her closer.
"Whoops, just wanted to avoid a collision," came the ingenuous reply.
Looking up sharply, the auburn haired woman could detect no obvious deception. The hand however, had not moved.
"My hand has decided it quite likes the small sexy butt it's on," came the mischievous reply. Before Katrine had a chance to voice her objection, Anika twirled them to another part of the dance floor. She was kept completely off balance.
Soon the music ended and the dance was over. A slightly breathless Katrine helplessly watched Anika disappear into the crowd. Her attention now monopolised by a very well known politician who had pounced when the dance had ended. One of her agency's best clients of course, so that she couldn't just blow the lecherous woman off. She did catch the saucy wink the Anika gave her before she blended in with the crowd and she couldn't quite stop the wry lopsided grin that crept up on her face.
The Bedroom
"Lana, did I hear the doorbell ring?" Katrine called down the hall, her voice muffled as she towel dried her just showered hair. Receiving no answer she continued on to her bedroom. Her hand painfully gripped the doorknob and she had to literally remind herself to shut her mouth when she took in the sight waiting for her on her bed. It was a very sexy, very scantily clad Anika de Neuff, lying on her side, head propped up on one arm, full lips upturned in a smile that lit up her beautiful face.
"Lana had to leave. Some family emergency. Her daughter having a fever. Hope you don't mind that she let me in?" she asked, eyebrow arched.
The deep husky voice that send shivers down Anika's spine finally spoke. "What are you doing here? I mean," she dragged an agitated hand through her damp hair, "What are you doing on my bed, in only your underwear?"
Chorteling, Anika paried, "I would think it's rather obvious. I am seducing you." She saucily slipped one of her bra straps off of her shoulder and more of her ample bosom was exposed.
"Stop!" Katrine hoarsely commanded with one hand in the air, more affected than she could explain and calling on every ounce of self-discipline she possessed.
Anika rose up from the bed like a goddess rising from the ocean and started to slowly saunter over to where Katrine stood like an affronted damsel in distress.
"I don't want to stop. In fact, I what I want to do is..." The curvy blonde pulled Katrine against her body and kissed her. Hard. She was vaguely aware of the fact that Katrine had dropped the towel she had held in her hand. She gentled the kiss when Katrine didn't respond. The auburn haired woman was not unaffected though, her chest rising and falling deliciously with quick shallow breaths and her pupils dilated with desire. Staring into those stormy blue grey eyes, she slowly, deliberately lowered her mouth again, while her hands slipped underneath the silky red robe that clung to Katrine's damp body. Gasping at the unexpected contact with her breasts, Anika took advantage and slipped her tongue inside the mouth she'd wanted to kiss since she gave this woman her birthday lap dance.
"Please tell me I'm not the only one who feels this attraction between us," Anika whispered against the wine shaded lips. Then she moaned as Katrine licked her kiss swollen lips.
"I can't deny that I feel it too. I just.."
"Then stop thinking and let's just enjoy each other." Anika gently squeezed those perfect small breasts again.
"You don't play fair Ms De Neuff," the madame moaned.
Chuckling softly again, she could only concede. "Not when I want something as badly as I want you. And no, I am not going to give up any time soon."
Throwing her head back in laughter, Katrine slipped her arms around Anika's neck and kicked her bedroom door closed behind her.
The sound of it made Anika dizzy with desire.
"Are you sure you know what you are getting yourself into, Ms De Neuff?" Katrine breathed against her lips as she allowed her long suppressed desire free reign.
Anika got the feeling the tables had just turned on her, but she was very much enjoying this take charge side of the delectable Madame.
"No, but I would really like to find out," she sassed one last time before she had the most sensual long lasting kiss of her life.
(And lots of smexy times ensued).
- The End -
April 2012, Edited December 2012
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