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No matter how many times she sleeps with men, she still feels deep attachment to her girlfriend, she feels that the only true love is given by a woman and there is no man who can satisfy her.

- “Ms. Coven, there’s Mr. Kalle on there phone”, - Mary told me.

- “How do you do, Ms. Coven. It’s Mr. Kalle speaking, I’m “SETA” CEO. We’re ready to transfer money to your account” . – I heard the familiar voice with a nice Finnish accent.

- “It’s wonderful, Mr. Kalle”, -I said in a very nice voice.

Lizy got in the room to take some folder with contract samples. I was staring at her, thinking back to our first time… She felt me watching, looked back at me and smiled. None of my staff knew about our relationship.

***

So many years passed by since that night. But that incident made us really close friends. We were always together. I knew Lizy was the one I needed and I didn’t even try to date guys. Lizy had boyfriends, had sex with them, it really hurt my feelings. We quarreled and didn’t talk to each other for weeks. Then she stopped dating guys. I don’t know maybe I was envious of her those days, she was much more beautiful, and nobody wanted to date me, well, on the other hand, maybe love is just an exaggerated feeling making you wanna spend all your time with the person you love. I don’t know.

After college I though we would continue our education together, as we’d always done everything together, but Lizy didn’t wanna go on with studying. So that’s when we were getting to be less close to each other. We had different priorities, different goals, different problems. But I felt really lonely without her in the university. I didn’t have friends there at all. I was always alone… ALWAYS ALONE! That’s when I realized there was nobody I could rely on.

There was time when I really needed help in the class. I asked a nerd to help me with the task. He said, blushing and stuttering, that he would help me if I had sex with him. I wanted to pay for the help, or dine with him, or… I had to agree. We went to his place. It was dirty there. He was timid, but insistent. He wanted sex. I undid my jeans and pulled them down along with my panties. I couldn’t let him undress me. It was too disgusting.

I flung myself on his bed and stared at the ceiling dreaming of it all to be over as soon as possible. He pounced on me and started kissing me. I was so ashamed and feeling such great pity for myself. His kisses made me wanna vomit and cry. He was squeezing my boobs as if trying to tear them off. He switched positions often, he often missed the pussy and poked at my asshole. The he started breathing heavy and I felt his condom fill up with his semen inside my vagina. He took his flaccid dick out of my pussy and dropped the used condom on the floor.

I ran away from his room forcing myself not to throw up and sob. It was the second fuck in my life, and it was my “voluntary” fuck. He helped me with all the tasks over night. He tried to ask me for a date but I told him to fuck off.

***

It was a posh New York restaurant. It was semi dark there. The environment was really great and sort of royal. I was dining with my old competitor. He was of Polish origin, Mr. Rojesky. He was wearing a very expensive suit. There was a small scar over his right eyebrow. In 1990s he was connected with some Mafiosi; he took part in some Mafiosi fight and got wounded. He almost lost his eye. Now, 16 years later he had a design studio network.

- “I heard about the contract you’ve signed”, - he uttered. His every word made me more and more anxious. – “But it’s up to me to decide whether everything will be ok with you and your contract or not. The thing is that I’ve already bought all that furniture you wanted to buy. So your contract is practically invalid now, right?”

It’s hard to be a woman. Especially a business woman. It’s hard to prove everyone that you’re no worse than any other business man. If you manage to do that, then you’ll win. Then you’ll rule the world using your “girl power” and special competitive tricks!
I was in a posh hotel room with him. Gloomy NY was out of the window. The streets were illuminated with thousands of lamps and ad flashes. I was lying on my stomach on silk sheets of a large bed. I was staring at the wall, while Rojesky was screwing my ass. I didn’t give a fuck his cock was deep inside my flesh, and that his greasy lips were kissing my back. I was thinking back to our vacation in Bahamas. Lizy and I were running along the cost, holding hands. It was real paradise! Then we were lying on the white sand of the beach, and she asked me:

- “Would you like to live in this paradise?”
- “If only you’re with me”. – I replied.
- “I want you…” - She whispered.

Sand was on her tits, and I cleaned them off it, caressing them simultaneously…

Rojesky sped up. He came in a sec. He was well bread and he didn’t mean to groan like all those dirty bustards.

- “You’re just wonderful”, - He whispered instead.

I was shivering in orgasm. I turned around and arched my back.

- “You too”, - I mewed.

I managed to combine business and pleasure. He took a shower and then put the contract on the table.

- “The furniture is yours now”. – He said. – “Good job!”

Business was a dirty game, I knew it. Many business ladies turned into whores resolving their business issues with the help of sex. But Rojesky was a gentleman and he knew I had a backbone stronger than other ladies.

I took a shower and went out of the hotel. I got in my car and drove home. Light of the streets sort of purified my being. I love New York!

I never really liked to have a boss. I tried several jobs after the university. Bosses were always drawn to me, and the work was as boring as hell. I was counting minutes to run away from the office, I didn’t feel I could realize my work ambitions there. I always quit as soon as I had a chance. There was nobody by my side to support me and to give advice. I had to do everything on my own. Then I started my own business. There were hard times, I often was on the verge of breaking down and leaving. My parents didn’t support me either, blaming me for choosing that difficult life instead of being an office worker with stable salary. I often wanted Lizy to be by my side, to give me a hand in that chaos, to save me. I thought together we would do everything right. As the time passed by she never came to help me. She wanted everything here and now, and I couldn’t give it to her that moment. I needed her to believe in myself. But I became stronger, I overcame all the difficulties, I reached everything myself. Lizy got back to me when the firm was flourishing, when everything was fine.

I didn’t really need her anymore that time. I’d gone trough hell on my own and was strong enough to go on living without anybody by my side. Well, I gave her a position, but she wasn’t a partner (as I’d been dreaming for all those long years), she was only my assistant. She knew I was her boss, she had to obey my orders. We had sex during some business trip, then she moved up to my flat in the center of New York…

***

I opened the door. Lizy was standing in the hall in a very sexy tiger pattern peignoir. The peignoir was so short that it hardly covered anything it was supposed to.

- “Hi, honey”, - she said holding me tight. – “How was your day? Tired?”
- “A bit”, - I said rubbing my butt.

The dinner was already ready. It smelled of coffee and crescent roll in the kitchen, Lizy was so good at baking them.
It was late when I went out of the shower. I got in the bedroom and took off my satin gown. The large window filled the room with light. I got in the bed. Lizy was lying with her back at me. I moved up closer to her. I pressed my breasts against her back, against her satin soft skin. I felt her firm butt; I caressed it with my hand.

- “My love…” - I whispered.

She pressed her butt tighter against my pussy. I kissed her neck, then her shoulder, then her back. Lizy moaned rubbing her butt against my body. She turned on her back and I mounted her. I wished I had a dick of my own to prick her with… Anyway, I really liked to rub my pussy against hers. I was whispering she was the most beautiful girl in the world. Lizy hugged me. My hands were roaming over her soft hips (I love doing it when mounting her). She gave me a deep kiss. Her soft lips were kissing mine, her tongue was playing with mine…

- “I want you”, - I told her.
- “I want you too”, - she whispered in return.

I sat on her face and pressed my hands against the wall. I felt her tongue on my snatch. It made me tremble all over my body. My fingers were squeezing the bed back tight. She was fondling me faster and harder, getting her tongue deep inside me… Then I turned round and sucked on her pussy. Her neatly shaven pussy seemed to be perfect for me. I was kissing it, filling it with my saliva, drinking the juices… Lizy was fondling my butt, touching my clit with the tip of her tongue. We both were moaning.

We always came simultaneously, accelerating the tempo of our tongues at the very last moment. I think only a woman can please a woman!

I was cumming over and over again, feeling my juices flow in her mouth. A strong wave of orgasm made us moan, I tried to bring my knees together but I couldn’t. I was all shivering. Lizy arched her back and raised her pelvis.

- “Oh, it’s so good!” – I moaned cumming in her mouth.
- “Come to me”, - she whispered when everything was over.

I was more active in our relationship. Lizy accepted it, obeying me at work and in sex. Sometimes when we both stayed up late working we had sex in the office, on my desk. But we never involved other girls from work into our games. It was our secret… Just like in our teen ages!

Lizy hugged me tight and whispered:

- “I love you so much!”

It was so nice to hear that… I lay on my back, she put her head on my shoulder, you know like faithful wives do when sleeping with their husbands. She fell asleep soon. I couldn’t. I was thinking about the day, it was so hectic, so wild and crazy. It’s so wonderful to be a business woman!

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