Free Risque Pleasures by Roxanne Powers

very boring. That old chestnut about them being timeless was true. They were indeed so timeless it was impossible to tell what era they were from. Her mother could have worn them when she was a girl. Serena took all her classic pieces to the in-store tailor and had some alterations made. By the time they had finished with them every piece now looked killer. Every piece was made sharper and flattered her body in every way. Nothing was too short or too tight as to be uncomfortable but it was right on the edge.
    She bought bright accessory pieces such as belts, bangles and scarves that really lifted them. For her outfit today she was wearing one of her classic but reworked skirts in charcoal grey. Her top was a crisp white shirt and over that she wore a modern cut jacket in chartreuse, she also had a skinny belt in chartreuse at her waist. Her long, dark hair was pulled back into a slick high ponytail and she wore silver hoop earrings, not too large. When Christine saw her she made a mental note to buy a top in chartreuse.  She also noted Serena’s shoes, deep purple suede stilettos. She knew each piece, every single one of them. She knew their prices too, they were from the store home brand which was a range of stylish but inexpensive fashion basics that were blatant imitations of the expensive designer versions.
    Serena looked a million dollars but Christine knew she had only spent about one hundred. Christine became excited about the potential of Serena, in every way. She smiled at Serena as she tapped the file on the desk. Serena saw it was the design ideas work she had done and she smiled back. “You like it?”
    “I love it. I am very excited about it.”
    “Oh I am so happy I could kiss you!”
    “Well go right ahead, I could kiss you too.”
    Serena stayed professional. She was in her boss’s office, even though they had fun out of hours didn’t mean she could take liberties now. Serena went around the desk to give Christine a hug and a peck on the cheek. Christine got up to hug her back and kiss her on the cheek too but they had angled their heads the wrong way and instead of planting a sedate kiss on each other’s cheek they ended up giving each other a smooch right on the lips.
    At first they laughed and tried again, and again they misfired and got each other on the mouth. “We keep doing this, shall we try again?” Serena murmured against Christine’s cheek. Christine answered with a long kiss on Serena’s mouth. “Mmm, I like what we are doing. To tell you the truth I have wanted to do that again. I didn’t get enough of you last Friday night.”
    “Me neither. It would be nice to get together again sometime.”
    “I’ve got a better idea. Lock the door.” Serena realized the door had been open all this time. Anyone could have seen them. She took a quick look down the halls, all seemed clear. Serena went over to Christine. She ran her hands down the lapels of her chartreuse jacket and slowly pushed it off her shoulders. Serena allowed her to remove it but she now knew things were going her way. She knew she had the design job and she knew she would rock it. Serena took charge. Whenever she did things always went her way. When she followed her instincts she was never wrong. What was happening in her life was reflecting that truth. She followed her instincts now. “Unbutton your shirt.” Christine obeyed and the blue shirt came off. Then Serena remembered how she liked to be treated when it came to seduction and she changed tactics.
    Serena loved it when a lover took the time to warm her up with lots of kisses all over, just like she taught Mick to do, she was sure Christine felt the same. She went over to her and started nuzzling her neck while she reached around and undid her bra. Serena took one of Christine’s nipples in her mouth and played with the other nipple, rubbing it with her fingers as if it was a radio dial. “I’m going to take your skirt off.” Serena kissed Christine, nibbling