Awakening Pt. 04

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Jo


Six months ago I would have said this was a really good date. Nick was everything Jess had said -- smart, charming and funny. He was handsome and seemed genuinely interested in getting to know me. Unfortunately, sitting across from him in a coffee shop, nursing a soy latte, my heart just wasn't in it. Jess had cajoled me into dressing up and putting in some effort, so I smiled and nodded as he talked about his life. He was exactly the kind of guy I had thought I'd end up with. But that was before Dylan had showed up and turned my life upside down.


"So, you and Jess have been friends for a while?"


I shifted my focus back to Nick and nodded.


"Yeah, since we both moved to the city".


I try to get my head back on this date by giving Nick the story of how Jess and I met. He smiles and nods but his gaze shifts suddenly as I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn to see Heather, the office receptionist (and gossip) grinning down at me.


"Hi Jo, gosh it seems so strange to see you outside the office!"


"Hi Heather" I force a smile and internally pray this will be quick and she won't snoop.


Her eyes shift over to my date as she looks at me expectantly. Damn.


"This is Nick, Nick this is Heather. We work together"


He smiles and shakes her hand, while she practically bats her eyelashes at him. In different circumstances I would be annoyed but I can't force myself to care currently.


"So nice to meet you" she simpers.


"I didn't know you lived around here Jo, this place is like my second home!" Heather smiled.


I nodded and smiled in an effort to not invite further conversation. With nowhere to go, she finally got the hint.


"Well I'll leave you lovebirds to it!" Heather winks at me.


"Right, sure. See you Monday" I mutter with a small wave.


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Jo


I managed to get through the rest of my date with Nick without further incident. We exchanged numbers but it seemed like he picked up on my lack of interest as he hadn't text me. I was quietly relieved.


I had completely put the date out of my mind until seeing Heather in the lunch room on Monday. I was hoping she wouldn't bring it up. As I was internally crossing my fingers, Dylan entered the room. She hesitated seeing me sitting at the table but evidently thought it was safe enough with other colleagues around. My eyes tracked her as she walked across to the small kitchenette. I glumly noted the surge of attraction watching her that just wasn't present on my date with Nick.


"Jo, your boyfriend is so cute!" Heather announced, shocking me out of gawking at Dylan. Oh fuck me, how is her timing?!


"He's not my boyfriend" I quickly stated, hoping to hell that Dylan couldn't hear us from the kitchen. I glanced over at her but she showed no indication she was aware of Heather's proclamation.


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Dylan


"Jo, your boyfriend is so cute!"


I froze when I heard those words leave the mouth of the receptionists who's name I can never remember. Harriet? No that wasn't it. Hayley?


"He's not my boyfriend" Jo replied. I forced myself not to react as I pretended to be engrossed in making a sandwich.


"It was just a first date" Jo quietly said.


My stomach clenched. I tried to ignore the sinking feeling in my gut as her words hit home. I couldn't help the bitterness I felt at thinking of Jo on a date with a guy. And the very different reaction she would have had if a colleague had seen her out with me. I highly doubt she would chatting about our relationship in the staff lunchroom.


"Well, are you going to take him to the Christmas party?"


Jo seemed to hesitate for a second and I felt her eyes on me but forced myself not to look.


"Um I don't know, maybe" she rushed out.


The fucking Christmas party. The prospect of watching Jo dancing with some guy made me suddenly lose my appetite.


Tossing my sandwich in the bin, I stalked out of the lunchroom and headed back to my office. I closed my door and leant back against it, letting out a deep breath.


God the sooner I get out of this place the better.


My emotions had been all over the place in the last few weeks and I didn't like it. I'd think I was fine for a while and then I'd unexpectedly run into Jo around the office and my breath would leave my lungs. Now I couldn't even have my lunch without a blow to the gut that Jess was dating. A guy.


Guess the experiment's over I thought to myself bitterly. A rush of anger overtook me and I glanced at my desk phone with a plan forming in my mind.


I needed a date to the Christmas party, and I had someone in mind.


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Dylan


"You have got to be kidding me Dylan!" Ava fumed, stamping her foot to make her displeasure known.


I ignored her and fixed the lapel of my bottle green suit jacket, making sure I wasn't about to flash anyone given I wasn't wearing anything under it.


Score one for being small chested I thought to myself, much easier to keep everything in place.


Despite clearly being annoyed with me I smirked when I caught Ava's eyes skim my chest, before snapping up at me.


"Why her Dylan? You could get anyone you want!" Ava exclaimed.


I rolled my eyes at her but didn't answer. In truth I wanted someone that would hang off me and make it clear they wanted me. The opposite of Jo in other words. Yeah that is a little shallow and shitty of me but frankly I needed the ego boost.


"I told her it was just as friends and besides she's not that bad" I remarked while Ava looked at me like I had three heads.


Before Ava could get off what I'm sure would have been a masterfully sarcastic response, there was a knock on the door.


"That's her, can you try and be pleasant please?"


Ava scowled at me as I crossed the room to the door, swinging it open to find my date in a cocktail dress that was almost indecent.


"Hi handsome" Gigi smiled.


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Jo


Needless to say I did not bring a date to the party. So I stood nervously sipping champagne with my eyes on the door anticipating Dylan's arrival. The company had hired out the ballroom at a fancy downtown hotel, inclusive of an open bar that I definitely intended to make the most of.


This would be the last time I saw Dylan. The party marked the end of the trading period and with it, Dylan's departure from R&G. There had been a small lunch put on for her but I had respectfully kept my nose buried in work and avoided it. In truth I was worried attending an event for Dylan leaving might crack the façade we had kept up over the last few weeks. People might notice if I started blubbering in the middle of the office. I figured I'd talk to her tonight and say goodbye. I felt my throat tighten at the thought.


To distract myself I engaged in a conversation with Dave and his wife, complete with a slideshow of their young children at various events. In the middle of laughing with Dave about a photo of his daughter missing her front tooth, I glanced towards the door and felt my mouth dry.


There she was, wearing a dark green tailored suit, which cut down to below her breasts, leaving the deep valley of her chest on display. My brain completely stalled as my eyes travelled over her. She was so fucking beautiful.


So gorgeous in fact, that I didn't immediately notice that she wasn't alone. When her eyes snapped to mine, and I felt locked in her stare. Until her date leaned over to whisper in her ear.


Fuck.


Gigi Summers was griping her arm.


Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.


She was wearing a skin tight coral cocktail dress that barely contained her breasts. While Dylan looked like pure class, Gigi looked like pure sex. Dylan turned her attention away from me to Gigi and I quickly turned back to Dave and his wife, who were looking at my quizzically. Downing the rest of my champagne, I excused myself to get a refill.


I had no right to be upset, I knew that. I had rejected her after all, yet I had not expected her to have a date.


God knows why, look at her.


I felt sick, and grabbed my phone to text Jess.


Dylan's here with a date. I hit send and contemplated making an early exit.


You okay? She responded immediately.


I didn't respond right away and stared down at my drink as I contemplated my feelings . No, I wasn't ok.


I dialled Jess' number and stepped outside.


"Hey, you okay?" Jess said, concern evident in her voice.


"Not really"


I took a deep breath.


"I need to leave Jess, I'm going to say you called and there was an emergency"


Jess paused on the other end of the phone.


"I think..and Jo, I love you ok but you need to hear this" she hesitated.


"I think you keep running from this thing with Dylan and it's not helping."


When I remained silent, she continued cautiously.


"You ran from your feelings for her once, are you going to do it again?"


I let her words sink in.


"I've never seen you mope over a guy the way you have been over her. I think...I'm not saying your gay but, maybe you are for her. I don't even know if that's a thing but who cares Jo? If she makes you happy"


"I think I am gay" I whispered, it was the first time I had said that out loud.


"Oh thank fuck" Jess laughed. "Cos that is actually totally what I meant but I'm glad you said it"


"And I think I love her".


"Well ok then" I could hear Jess' smile in her voice. "So what are you going to do about it?"


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Dylan


I had immediately caught Jo's eye when we arrived but had barely seen her since then. Probably a good thing since she looked practically edible in her navy off the shoulder dress. It had taken all my willpower to rip my eyes away from her and focus my attention on Gigi. And boy did Gigi need a lot of attention. It was getting tedious to tell her she looked good and hear her call me "baby" every chance she got. We really didn't have anything in common. In all fairness when I invited her, I made it clear I meant as friends but she obviously had chosen to ignore that.


I finally dragged her to the dancefloor just so we wouldn't have to talk anymore. We danced during an upbeat number which changed into a slower tune and she pressed her body against mine. I held her but my mind wasn't there.


"May I cut in?" Jo's voice grabbed my attention and I felt Gigi stiffen. My heart rate skyrocketed and I knew Gigi could probably feel it.


"No, my date and I are just getting started" Gigi replied, putting an unnecessary amount of emphasis on the word "date".


Jo might have been asking Gigi but her attention was firmly on me.


"Ok, can I have a word outside then Dylan?"


"Um yeah, sure" I responded automatically.


Gigi shot me a look of annoyance.


"Baby, I think you should stay here with me"


"It will only take a second" Jo stated politely but firmly.


I started to move away from Gigi but she grabbed my wrist.


"You're here with me. If you leave with her then I'll walk out" she stated sourly.


"There's no need for that, it's just a conversation" I responded.


"I don't share Dylan" Gigi shot back.


"Give me a sec" I said to Jo, before steering Gigi away by the elbow. Once we were away from prying eyes I turned to her.


"Gigi, I told you I invited you as a friend." I said calmly.


"I don't want to be your friend" she responded, as she aggressively wrapped her arms around my neck and tried to pull me towards her mouth.


I pushed away from her. Apparently, that finally made the message sink in. She scoffed at me as I took her arms off me.


"Look I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression" I started, bringing her really had been a mistake. She didn't wait for me to finish, turning on her heel and walking away from me without a backwards glance.


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Jo


I can't pretend I wasn't happy when I watched Dylan fend Gigi off only for her to walk out. She rubbed a hand over her face and I turned away, not wanting her to catch me watching her exchange.


It was loud over the music so when she walked back to me she nodded for us to go outside, grabbing a beer from the table on the way. I followed her out steeling myself for our conversation and praying for a good response.


She walked past a large group of our co-workers outside smoking and drinking and settled against a wall, regarding me impassively.


"So what's up?"


I swallowed nervously.


"I just wanted to talk to you...about everything" I eyed her, but my nervousness prevented me from fully appreciating the view.


"What is there to say?" Dylan responded, swigging her beer.


"I'm sorry. I let what other people would think cloud my judgement and effect my feelings for you" I took a deep breath before continuing.


"It was a mistake. Probably the biggest one I've ever made and I regret it". She didn't respond so I stepped closer to her, closer than you would get to a friend.


"I want you Dylan, and I was an idiot for ever letting you think differently. I know you're leaving but I need you to know"


The whole time I was speaking her eyes were locked on me. I shifted nervously and waited for her reaction. Finally she stood, but she put a little distance between us.


"I don't want to be your dirty little secret, Jo" she said, her eyes searching mine.


"You're not." I said emphatically.


And then I did the only think I could think of to prove it. I kissed her. In front of everyone, I pulled her into me, cupped her face and crushed my lips firmly against hers. She didn't respond at first, but I parted her lips with my tongue and she moaned before wrapped her arms around me.


I was vaguely aware of some catcalls from our drunk colleagues but I just didn't care. The moment I felt her body against mine, the moment our tongues met, nothing mattered but us. Finally she pulled away from me, her eyes the dark green they get when she's turned on. I was breathing heavily as I waited for her to speak.


"Let's go" she said huskily.


"Where?"


"Somewhere private so I can make you come."


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Jo


Between the ballroom and finding a taxi she had pushed me up against a wall twice and kissed me so hard it was difficult to breathe. There was an inferno between my legs at the prospect of what was to come and I was grinning so hard my face hurt.


We finally managed to find a taxi and all the way home she was whispering in my ear about how she couldn't wait to taste me, to hear me moan and scream for her, to fuck me until I begged her for release.


I was squirming in my seat and I could practically feel my pussy dripping at her words.


What seemed like an inordinate amount of time later we finally reached her apartment and stumbled up the stairs. When she closed the apartment door behind her, my heart was hammering so hard in my chest I was sure she would be able to hear it.


She reached for me and leant her forehead against mine tenderly.


"Jo, are you sure?" she whispered. I could see how vulnerable she was in asking that question and it made me weak.


Now it was my turn to push her against the wall. I backed her up until her back was flat and I was pushed tightly into her. I could feel her breasts against my own, causing my nipples to become painfully hard.


"I want you, not just tonight, every night." I told her firmly.


"I'm crazy about you Dylan and if you don't believe my words then I guess I need to show you another way".


I pulled her into her bedroom and backed up until my knees hit the end of her bed.


"Don't move" I ordered. She raised her eyebrows at me but stoically remained in place, staying at the end of her bed.


I looked her in the eye and pulled my dress up and over my head. Leaving me before her in nothing but my bra and panties. I made quick work of removing them too, loving the way her eyes widened at the sight of my nude body. It gave me the confidence to do what I was about to do next.


I laid back on her bed and opened my legs for her, giving her a view of my glistening, engorged pussy, on display for her.


"This is what you do to me, how wet you make me. Whenever I see you I just want to spread my legs and let you have your way with me."


I rubbed my fingers up and down my slit, circling my clit and moaning quietly. Her eyes rapidly flicked between the movement between my legs and my face but she didn't move. I could feel my arousal drip onto her bed.


Slowly I pushed two fingers inside my pussy, stifling a groan at the feeling of being filled.


"It feels so good when you're inside me" I panted as I started to fuck myself more rapidly, I was so wet I could her the squelching sounds of my fingers pumping inside me.


"This is all for you" my voice started to crack as I felt myself grow closer and closer to my peak. Her fists were balled tightly at her side, she seemed mesmerized by the show I was putting on for her, and I could her the breathing rapidly.


"Watch me while I come for you, baby" I moaned and closed my eyes.


"Jo.." Dylan breathed, and that did it. My name of her lips while she watched me pushed me over the edge. I threw my head back and shuddered as my orgasm ripped through me.


Dylan was on me in a flash, her body pushing my into the bed, her lips on my neck, her hands stroking my thighs.


My lips found hers and she kissed me deeply while my body continued to twitch beneath her.


"I need you" I whispered against her lips. I felt her smile into my mouth and she began to trail kisses down my body.


"That's not what I meant" I laughed, pulling her back up. She looked at me with confusion I thought I should make things crystal clear. I rolled us over and straddled her hips. I leant down to whisper in her ear.


"I need to taste you" I murmured, biting down on her earlobe.


I hear her sharp intake of breath as my hands pull her jacket open, revealing her breasts and diamond hard nipples. I stoked her tenderly.


Dylan pulled my mouth to hers and searched my eyes for any hesitation.


"You don't have-" she started but I cut her off.


"Dylan, I fucking want you. I want to feel you wet for me. I want to feel you as you come in my mouth"


She shuddered at my words and I took the opportunity to pull her clothes off her until she just in her boxers. I paused to take in the sight of her, breathing heavily, her abs straining beneath me and her face flushed with arousal.


I ran my hand down her chest and began, toying with her nipples, pinching them lightly. When I took her right nipple in my mouth she groaned and cupped the back of my head, holding me to her as I suckled. The feeling of her peaks elongating in my mouth might be the sexiest experience of my life.


I skimmed my hands down her sides as I switched to the other breast. I wonder at how she manages to be so hard and so soft to my hands at the same time. As much as I am enjoying licking and sucking her breasts, I want to push on. I slide back and lift my hips as I grasp the waistband of her boxers and pull. She lifted her hips for me, and I sling her boxers away and settle between her legs, wrapping my hands around her thighs.


I gaze settles her pussy and I stare. I can see her lips moist with arousal, her clit poking through the hood. She's so beautiful. I gently stroked my fingers down her folds and she twitches. I realize my slow exploration must be driving her insane.


Looking up at her, I see her biting her lip, her eyes dark with lust as she squirms under me. Her scent is intoxicating and it makes my mouth water. Why the fuck didn't I do this sooner?!


Keeping eye contact I lower my head to her pussy and take a long slow lick, she throws her head back and groans.


I smiled into her, she tastes phenomenal. I start to eat her like it's my last meal on earth. Sucking and running my tongue along every curve. When I reach the hard nub and suck it gently she hips buck off the bed.