The Temp

    AAAGH....The annual company Christmas party. In the 7 years I have worked for this company, I had only been to one. I stayed for an hour, then quietly slipped out to find a club to crash. Since then, I just stay home and spend my time with my loved ones. Not that I am anti-social, I just don't have a crowd of friends at work to hang out and have a good time with. Don't get me wrong, I have a few friends who actually see me for who I am......LESBIAN. The dreaded "L" word. Some people here just act like its a damn disease.

    This year though, things were a little different than in years past. For starters my "loved" one decided she was in love with her ex-girlfriend...AGAIN. This year they also decided to hold the party at the Legion Hall, which meant, OPEN BAR. At least, I could retreat to the bar if I needed to drown out smart ass comments like "Dyke" or "Lesbo". It was a common thing everyday at the office, snickers and pointed fingers behind my back, why would the party be any different. Besides, I am not ashamed, I do not hide it or pretend not to be. My hair is short, what some call a "butch" cut and I dress like all the guys.....wouldn't be caught dead in a dress or heels.

    So after about 30 minutes at the party, table for one, every now and then a passing hello or holiday greeting from a co-worker, but still wasn't worth my time. I made my way to the bar, ordered up a straight shot of tequila and then a white russian. I sat on the stool, listening to the music that the DJ ws cueing up....Bring Me to Life by Evanescence, good song, wish someone would bring this party to life.

    She smiled at me as she sat down at the bar, across from where I sat. I half smiled back, briefly, I recognized her as the temp that they hired about 2 months ago. Guess she found a way to get hired permanently. She definately was a cutie. Long brown hair, pulled back into a bun, same as it alweays is at the office. A drab, plain red sweater, covered her low cut shirt underneath (that much I could see from where I sat.) Definately "HOT" in my book, but I couldn't see her being anything but a straight shooter.

    A few moments later she disappeared, "just as well" I thought to myself. I thought I had enough of this party and stood to leave but as I did, I backed up right into her.
 
    "I'm sorry, excuse me." I said.

    "No, no, it's ok." she said.

    "You're the new girl, right." I asked, playing dumb.

    "Yes, my name is Emily." she answered, extending her hand to mine.

    "Name's Tara." I said, shaking her hand. She didn't have much to say at all after that, so I politely said goodnight and made my exit from the party...ALONE.

    For the next week it seemed like everywhere I went at work, she was there. Even the bathroom. She was even outside at lunch, which was the first time I saw here out there and she bummed a light off me for her cigarette.

    By Friday I couldn't take it anymore. I was either going to explode or take her up against the wall. So, I sifted through the personel files and looked up her phone number. I wrote it on a piece of paper then quickly left the office for the day. Knowing I was already having some real friends over for dinner, I figured what was one more.

    I called her when I got home, the first 2 times I got no answer. Just as well, I lit a cigarette to try and ditch the jitters. Two drags later, my phone rang. I picked up the reciever and answered it.

    Oh my God, it was her.

    "Emily?" I asked. "Hey girl, it's Tara, from work. I am having dinner with a few friends tonight and thought that if you weren't busy maybe you would like to come over?" There, I spit it out.

    "I'd love to." she said. That was pretty much it. I gave her my address and told her dinner was at 6, then she hung up.

    Dinner was great. Afterwards, we all went into the living room for drinks and a smoke and some small talk, I sat next to Emily. The way she crossed her long slender legs really started to drive me crazy.

    I noticed as everyone else was feeling pretty good from the alcohol that Emily had nursed her first drink to the half way point, "not much of a drinker", I thought. I got up to put my stereo on, a few of my favorite CD's on a random shuffle. After a half hour it seemed everyone was ready to go. We all filed out of my front door, to my porch. Emily sat down on my porch swing, a 2 seater, but she sat alone. I said goodbye to my friends, they all said their goodbyes to me and Emily. After just a few minutes it was just me and Emily.

    "Hey Tara, can I bum a cigarette from you." she asked.

    "Sure." I said as I raced into the house to get them. I walked out the front door, pack in hand. "hope you don't mind, Marlboro Ultra Lights." I said handing the pack to her.

    "I normally smoke Marlboro Lights, but these are fine." she said as she took one out. "Crush proof box!" she said laughing as she handed them back to me.

    "Of course." I said as I took one out for myself. I put the pack down then lit her cigarette followed by mine, and sat down on the swing next to her.

    "I'm glad you came tonight." I said trying to break the awkward silence.

    "Me too" she said. "It's nice to get out again."

    "I'd like to get to know you better." I said to her as I took a drag.

    "Same here." she replied. "Your'e fun to be around."

    We continued to make small talk as our cigarettes burned away. I held up the ashtray for her to put her cigarette out in and then turned mine out too.

    "Emily." I said, then before I could lose my nerve, asked my question. "Can I hold your hand?" She didn't say a word. I began to feel like I just crossed a line with her that I should not have. But as she grabbed my hand with hers she replied, "Yes!"

    "I could barely hold myself together, but instead I asked, "What would you do if I kissed you?" then shut my mouth unable to believe I just asked that.

    It was then that she broke broke the silence of this awkward moment and answered, "I'd kiss you back."

    I sat there stunned, wanting to kiss her but still afraid. Until she turned to me and said, "What you don't know is, I am bisexual." After that she reached over and kissed me. I returned her kiss, running my hands through her long hair and sliding my tongue into her mouth until it reached hers.

    Then she stood up and sat in my lap, facing me, still kissing me. Her arms wrapped around me, caressing my back. With my arms around her, I pulled her into me, kissing her so deep. When we finally stopped kissing, she stood up and grabbed my hand. Our eyes locked on each others as I stood up and walked into the house with her.

    A brief moment to lock the door and shut off the lights and the stereo that was appropriately playing I Kissed a Girl by Katy Perry, then led her up the stairs to my room. We sat on the edge of the bed, once again kissing each other. This time her hands reaching up my shirt, I felt her nails scratching at my back. I then, let my hands wander up her skirt, trailing my nails up the insides of her legs. We again stopped kissing, both standing to strip of the confines of our clothes. Then, as our clothes lay tossed and scattered around my room, we crawled into my queen sized bed together.

    I began to kiss her neck, stopping as I reached her full firm breasts to admire the beauty that was laying in my bed. She reached a hand to my breasts, using her thumb and finger to pinch my already erect nipple. I threw my head back, just letting her pinch and twist at my nipples. All the while knowing I would not last long if she continued. I pushed myself up, bent down and took one of her breasts into my mouth and slowly began to nibble at her nipples. Swirling my tongue around her nipple, I pushed myself to my knees and placed a knee between her legs. I lifted my head up and began to suck on her other breast while I pushed my knee up against her wet folds.

    Her moans fluxuated between high and low with every thrust of my knee. She grabbed me by the ass as she dug her nails all the way up my back, forcing me to apply more pressure behind my thrust and to suck even harder on the nipple that was in my mouth.

    I released her breast and slowly began to kiss down her stomach then used my tongue, trailing it slowly down to the insides of her legs. In doing this I could smell the sweetness of the treasure that awaited me. I began to kiss all around her shaved pussy, not yet protruding into her sacred temple. Her hips began to thrust upwards as I slid my hands under her ass and kissed the wet folds of her pussy, just enough to taste her sweet juices.

    Then, I crawled my way back up to her and kissed her lips, letting her taste herself on my kiss. I slowly backed away, kissing her cheek and then nibbled slightly on her earlobe. She then rolled over and pinned me down on the bed, our breasts pressed up against each other. Our naked flesh rubbing briskly together, creating a spark of heated lust. She barraged my body with kisses. Her lips slowly connecting with my breasts, then my stomach and ultimately my thighs. I spread my legs open for her, allowing her a peek at my own pussy, which was hidden behind a neatly trimmed mound of hair, just enough to hide my crown jewel. Her fingers slowly parted my wet folds as her tongue began to circle around my clit and along the insides of my temple.

    "Ooh...Ooh....." I slowly let out my moans, unable to control the fevered rush that I was feeling from within. "Em....Emily! Ooh!" I let out in a soft cry.

    Then, abruptly she stopped and came up to me for a kiss. This time I was tasting myself on her lips. Once again, she was gone, only this time she lay with her head between my legs and her legs around my head. This, I knew well. My favorite position, the 69. She used her tongue, flicking my clit with it, while I lapped at her pussy. I pushed my tongue in further, licking the inside walls. Everytime I pushed my tongue in further so did she, which created a chain effect between the 2 of us. Finally, I clenched her waist with my hands, my nails digging into her as I latched on to her clit and began to feverishly suck on it. I felt her so the same to me. As she did, I began to climax at the same time she bagan to climax as well. We both reached the pinnacle of our powerful and explosive orgasms together.

    I welcomed her nectar into my mouth, as it gushed out. She burried her head, trying to take in as much of mine as she could. Then, when we were done, our breathing coming in heavy pants, we laid together on my bed. Both our bodies, sweaty but pleasured, seemed to fit perfectly together as she laid in my arms, her head upon my shoulder. I held her there, not wanting to move, and just listened to the sound our our breathing and heartbeats as we slipped off to sleep.