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“I don’t want to go”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want to”
When Joan walked into the staff room, she looked at Linda and Brenda arguing about something, and had to suppress a chuckle. The two Officers didn’t even notice her as they were still at it, at least that is what she thought as neither of them paid her any mind.
Brenda had of course noticed the presence of her Boss whom she had a major crush on, her eyes briefly following that delicious ass as she had walked by them.
“But imagine all the fun” Linda exclaimed, thus bringing her back to their conversation. “What fun? It is a Highschool Class Reunion Linda, not a fucking Pub where I can enjoy my time, plus that bitch Stacy will probably be there and also Jessica. Besides I don’t even have a Date”, with that she shot a longing look at Joan, who had her back turned towards them as she got herself a cup of coffee. Linda noticed it and chuckled, an idea already forming in the blonde's head. “Look, Brenda, how about I go with you? You could tell them I am your girlfriend, that way that Stacy bitch might leave you alone, and make Jessica realize what she missed out on.” Linda had noticed how Joans back had tensed at the notion of being Brenda's fake girlfriend. Brenda sighed and looked at the Blonde, who was grinning from ear to ear. “Okay, fine. Let me call you later to give you the details.”
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Brenda was standing outside the big Gym Hall waiting for Linda, when her Phone rang, a quick look at the display showed her best friend's face. “Linda, where the hell are you?” “Oh Brenda, I am so sorry to call you this late, but I have to bail. Something really important came up and I…” Brenda pinched the bridge of her nose with her free hand, sighing in deep annoyance. “What the Fuck, this was your whole idea.” “And I am sorry, but don’t worry, you won’t be dateless for the night, I made sure of that.” “If you called that weird redhead…” Linda chuckled “No, no. Trust me, you will thank me later, but I really gotta run now, bye. Love you” Before Brenda could say anything further she only heard a click and then a dead line. “Great”, she muttered before taking a look around. The air was pretty chilly, so Brenda was contemplating on getting inside already. She smoothed down her leather jacket over her dark red Shirt with the V-neck and got out her pack of Cigs. “Might as well take a smoke before going in. Fuckung hell, Linda”, she grumbled, before taking a long drag of her cigarette.
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As soon as she walked in, she was hit by bright lights, music and the chatter of many people around her. Walking a bit further in, she looked out for any familiar faces, but was met instead by one of the women she didn’t want to meet tonight. Stacy O’Shea. She had bullied Brenda in the past, always making fun of her and also the fact that she was a lesbian. Turning around quickly to avoid her she winced when she heard that scratchy voice.
“Well, well, if it isn’t Brenda Murphy. I see you still don’t have your hair under control”, she taunted the Greek woman, who was ready to punch her. “Stacy”, she ground out through gritted teeth. “Still alone? No…”her eyes roaming over Brenda's frame in disdain” woman in your life?”, she practically spat the word woman.
Stacy was only a few centimeters shorter than Brenda, with blonde straight hair, which ended at her shoulders. She had a petite figure, but a face with sharp angles and a pretty face. She was the epitome of a typical Highschool Barbie Bully.
Brenda felt a hand on her shoulder before she could fire back a reply. “I beg to differ, as Brenda is pretty much taken.” The smooth voice at her ear instantly sent shivers down her spine. Brenda felt a hand at her chin, her head being tilted up, before a pair of soft, full lips were pressed against her own in a loving kiss. “Sorry that I am late Darling, traffic was hard to get through”
Looking dumbfounded at her Boss, she quickly cleared her throat, but her eyes trailed the tall figure of her superior and she couldn’t help but stare. She wore a tailored pantsuit with a white blouse, which had a deep V neckline and thus gave a view of her very ample cleavage.
Brenda shook her head to get back into the moment and saw Joans smirking face.
The Greek instantly thankedLinda and turned her attention back on Stacy, whose eyes showed a mixture between Disgust and Envy? A tall, handsome man came up to them, and took Stacy's hand, while sending the two women a charming smile. “I am Thomas, Stacy's Husband”, he introduced himself. “I am Joan, Brenda's girlfriend” Stacy looked at them like a petulant child, as if she would throw a temper tantrum at any second. Joan grabbed Brenda's hand, linking their fingers together, trying to ignore the electric currents. “Brenda, Love, would you like to dance?”, Joan asked loud enough for the couple to hear them. Still a bit slow in processing that Linda had somehow convinced Joan, her Boss and also the woman she was lusting after for quite a while, to pose as her girlfriend today. Finding her voice, she looked into the gorgeous face of the Russian who gazed at her with those intense dark eyes. “I would love to”
Gently taking the Greek woman's hand, the tall woman led them away from Stacy. “Uh, thank you, by the way”, Brenda began when they were out of earshot. Joan turned around, hands on Brenda's hips, pulling her closer and began to sway them gently to the slow music. Seeing how flustered she made her Officer, Joan smirked, bent down and practically purred in her ear. “The pleasure is all mine”
Good God, that voice, Brenda felt arousal shoot through her system. “So how…uhm…how did we meet?” she asked then, wincing when her voice sounded a bit squeaky. “I guess we can tell the truth. We met at work, fell in love and now we are here.” Strong hands placed themselves at Joans wide hips, enjoying the feeling of being this close to her. Feeling her natural boldness come back full force, she looked up at the taller woman. “Guess I slipped you my number.” Joan chuckled. “And I would have called you” “But not after making me wait a bit.” They were so in sync with their story, it felt good…natural even.
It had been a while since Brenda had felt so at peace in the presence of another human being, but Joan was something else entirely. Not only was her being here, making Brenda extremely happy and horny, if she was being honest, but she thought that maybe, this was her chance to finally go after the woman she wanted for quite a while.
“Brenda?”
Both women turned around at the high pitched voice of Brenda's old flame, Jessica, who stood before them. Blue eyes roaming over the pair. “Jessica hi” Joan could feel Brenda tense in her arms, and pressed herself closer against Brenda's side, slipping an arm around her, so she could rest her hand on the small of her back, reassuring her that she was here and at her side. “Jessica, this is Joan”, the Greek introduced and saw Jessica lookup.
“Pleasure to meet you Joan”, the blonde said, mustering the towering form of the Russian. “Are you busy, or do you maybe have time to catch up?”
Brenda looked at Joan, who noticed Stacy going to the restrooms and pressed a kiss to Brenda's lips. “Would it be alright with you, Babe?” Brenda asked the raven haired beauty, noticing how easy the endearing term went over her lips as she saw Joan nod. “Catch up my Love, I will be back shortly”
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Stacy came out of the toilet stall and walked over to the sink starting to wash her hands, when she heard the door open. “Does your husband know?”, came the smooth voice of Joan, who walked inside, crossing her arms over her chest, looking intensely at the other woman. Their eyes met in the mirror and Stacy huffed. “What should he know?” “That you’re gay?” Stacy's hands stopped moving for a second, her whole body froze. A moment of silence passed between them, before she finished cleaning her hands, and wiping them in a towel. “That is absurd.” Joan chuckled at that. “Yeah it is. It is absurd to see you pining for a woman you can’t have, all because you deny yourself. And because of that denial you turn your yearning into aggression. Tell me, have you been interested in my girlfriend all these years?” She could have used Brenda's name instead of calling her her girlfriend, but Joan found herself oddly calm about the slip of tongue in this case. She was after all posing as such for this evening, but having witnessed the yearning look in Stacy's eyes, it let something in Joan lose, needing for her to make the Bully understand that Brenda was off limit.
“I am not”, Whipping around, Stacy shook her head, her heart started beating like a jackhammer. “Okay, keep denying who you really are, but let me tell you one thing. This bullying of Brenda stops now, you understand?” Joan walked a few steps closer, looking down at the shorter woman, who scowled at her. “Believe me, it wouldn’t end pretty for you, if you didn’t”, the Russian warned. “Fine, I’ll leave her alone” Joan leaned down, eyes to eyes, turning her head, and whispered in her ear “Good”, her breathing ghosting over Stacy's earlobe, making her shiver. With a smirk and a swoosh of her hair, Joan left the restroom in search of her not yet official woman.
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“How has life been treating you?”, the blonde asked her Ex, eyes shining brightly. “Good, can’t complain, got a good job and an amazing Girlfriend. What about yourself?” She saw Jessica wince, when she mentioned her girlfriend. “Yeah, well, I have a stable job now, that is something. But no love at the moment.” She looked at the curly haired woman, fingers trailing up her arm. “I never really got over you, you know?” Brenda inhaled deeply, stopping her hand, which was on her bicep now. “Well, you broke up with me, remember? I was willing to give you the moon, but you fucking cheated on me and then dumped me.” She saw Jessica frown. “Yeah, that was shitty of me. Is there a chance we can be at least friends again?”
Brenda huffed, closing her eyes. “Honestly I don’t know. What you did, fucked me up back then, it fucking marked me. Even now, I am afraid that the person I love is gonna leave me for someone else, because I am simply not enough.”
“But you are enough”, the smooth voice of Joan purred then, as she sent a glare at the blonde, before stepping in front of Brenda. She slapped the blonde's hand away from her woman and took Brenda's face into her hands. Thumbs softly caressing cheeks, as she gazed into worried green eyes. “You are enough, and so much more. Everyone who doesn’t see that is an imbecile.”
It was probably the moment that made Brenda pull her down into a passionate kiss, but she registered no hesitance nor her pushing Brenda away.
They didn’t even register that Jessica left them with a huff and a glare at the raven haired woman.
Something changed between Governor and Officer in that moment, something magnetic pulled them towards each other.
“Wanna get out of here?” Brenda then asked suddenly, feeling bold yet anxious at what the answer of her Boss might be. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Before they were able to leave though a very upset Thomas stalked up to them, glaring at Joan. “Who do you think you are threatening my wife”, he growled, standing in front of the pair. “Did she care to mention that she was bullying my girlfriend?” Thomas shot a look at Brenda, then focussed his gaze on Joan once more. “You don’t threaten my wife, you fucking Dyke.” Brenda clenched her hands into fists, as rage started to run through her system. Stacy came up then and looked at the conflict, a slight crowd had already formed around them, watching on. “Thomas, Darling, don’t waste your time on them.” He paid her no mind, instead he sent the pair a threatening look. “You need to apologize '' Thwack Joan looked at her girlfriend who was seething now, fist raised and Thomas who was stumbling backwards, holding his bleeding nose. “You fucking…”he charged at the Greek, but Joan was faster, blocking his way, grabbing his arm and twisting it hard unto his back, making him squirm. “We won’t be apologizing as Brenda is the one who deserves an apology from your dear wife.” She smirked at him, watching his pained expression, needing to further fuel his pain. “Funny how you seem to hate Lesbians, yet you married one.”
Thomas grunted in pain and shot a shocked look at his wife as he was let go. “Don’t listen to her, Thomas, Darling”, Stacy began, reaching for her husband, who slapped her hands away. “Don’t you touch me!”
He stalked away, his pride hurt with Stacy running after him.
Brenda chuckled at her Boss, who had a sinister grin on her face, looking after them. “You really had to do that?” Joan sends her Officer an innocent look. “I didn’t do anything, they did it to themselves. Now where were we?”
Chuckling the Greek only pulled down her Boss and planting her lips on hers, while the surroundings faded out.