This is my first fanfic story, so please be gentle, I have no beta, so all mistakes are mine. I own nothing, if I did, it'd be a Cath Sara world all the time!
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Sara's pov...
It was one of those long horrible shifts and I was glad it was over. I had to spend most of my night processing the scene of a dead mother and daughter with Catherine and as much as I hate abuse cases, I hate working so close with Catherine even more. She asked me to go get a drink with her after shift, I know the case had gotten to her, but I couldn't stand being so close to her anymore. So, I told her no, that I was really tired and needed a shower. She didn't ask any questions, just raised her eyebrow, like she felt sorry for me and my pathetic life. However, I wasn't going home and sleeping was the last thing on my mind.
I finally make it out to my car and grab a bag out of the trunk. I almost change right there in the parking lot, but decided to wait till I've got more privacy. I get in my car and head to a less than conventional bar. I walk in, my work clothes making me stick out like a sore thumb, as all the other women are wearing tight fitting clothing that shows off their better attributes.
I head to the bathroom with my bag in hand. After I remove my dull work clothes I pull out my black, tight fitting pants and slip them on. I love these pants, they sit right on my hips and fight snuggly around my ass. Next I pull out my deep dark red top. It's cut low, almost too low just allowing my nipples to be hidden, but with the slightest move down I know whoever is in front of me will be able to see them and it ties in the back... the way I see it, easier and faster for the other person to get it off of me. The last thing I pull out of the bag is a pair of black leather open toed heels. I look myself over, nodding to the fact that now I can have anyone of those women in the bar and with that I walk out of the bathroom.
I go over to the bar and get myself a drink and scan the bar for what I want. Mmmm, I think I spotted someone who will do. She's got nice long legs, a fit body, but her hair, her hair is what caught my attention. It's strawberry blonde, with big curls that float down below her shoulders. I just hope she likes it rough and won't mind me being the one who gives it to her. As I get closer, I start to realize just how much this woman looks like Catherine from behind. I should I know, I spend most of my nights looking at her ass. The woman is standing alone with her back to me. I decide I'll just go for it, the worst thing that could happen is she'd want to be in control. And hell if she looks this good from the front I might even let her.
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Catherine's P.O.V...
Why must Sara be so anti social, all I wanted was a drink, ok and a nice romp in the hay would've been nice after the case we had. Oh, well her loss. I think I'm going to go to a bar a friend told me about anyway... I guess it's one of those bars where the only question asked is top or bottom and right now I'd take either position as long as she could make me scream. So, I get changed at work and head to the bar.
As soon as I get there I grab a drink and decide to just keep my eye on the dance floor and see what this place has to offer. I figure with my looks someone will come to me and that way I won't have to do the work. I see a couple of woman out on the floor swaying to the music, they look so good, maybe I'll try to snag one of them... Mid thought I get whipped around and someone has me pushed up against the wall kissing me hard and grabbing my ass. For a minute I almost go to slap them. But, this is what I'm here for.
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Sara's pov...
I get to the woman and notice her looking at the women on the dance floor and I'm tired of waiting, screw conversation, I turn her around and before I know it I'm kissing her hard and have my hands all over her. She doesn't resist, so I keep kissing her hard... I don't look at her face, I like thinking this is Catherine and I don't want some pitiful excuse for a woman in my mind. I push into her harder and bite down on her lip until I hear her moan. I pull my mouth from hers so I can attach them to her neck. For a moment I swear this woman is wearing the same perfume as Catherine does, but at the same time it works well for my fantasy.
"Mmm Catherine"
'Did I just say that?'
And the next thing I know the woman shoves me away, yelling at me...
"How the hell do you know my nnnnaa...Sara?"
For the first time I looked up at the woman I had been ravishing and it's her, its Catherine.
I am at a loss for words. I just keep looking at her, I swear I must be dreaming or having a nightmare, it's too early to tell. I see her moving her hand up to her mouth to remove the smeared lipstick and she keeps looking at me like I caught her with her hand in the candy jar. And finally it starts to really settle in. I was just kissing Catherine, not just kissing, but I had my hands all over her and she was kissing me back, I made her moan. Ok, I got to get it together, I have to speak.
"Umm... Hey Cat?!?" Oh, I am such a smooth talker.
"Sara, I thought you were tired and was going home to take a shower and get some sleep? What you blow me off so you can come here and get laid? And what the hell are you doing in a place like this?"
The woman can never say hi, she always has to find a way to argue with me and it pisses me off. I am so tired of her always making me feel like a child and before I even know what I'm doing I've get her pressed against the wall again with my lips against hers and my hips grinding into her. I am going to get the most out of this considering she's going to start protesting any second. So, I tighten my hold on her and move my hands down to grip her ass and move them up to grip her hips and I keep trailing my way up till I have her breasts in my hands and I have to stop when I hear a low moan come from her. I stop what I'm doing and step back to look her up and down.
She looks confused, her hair is really messed up, her face flushed and her breathing is rapid. If I didn't know any better I'd think she wanted this as much as me. I shake my head, there is no way she could want this.
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Catherine's pov...
I don't know what the hell is happening. I came here looking for some fun, the next thing I know someone has me right where I want to be, but the second I heard my name come from there mouth I stopped it. To my surprise it was Sara. She looked as confused as me and when I realized what had just happened I jumped her. I didn't want to but, I'd rather her think about something other than what we were both just doing. The next thing I knew I was being pushed back up against the wall with her kissing me again. I felt her hands on my body and I couldn't resist, I knew I should, but I'd waited to long to feel her touch me. And she wasn't being gentle with me, which I loved.
She had cupped my ass and was grinding her hips into mine and soon she had my breasts in her hand, I couldn't help but moan and the next thing I knew she was backing up. She was standing in front of me just looking at me shaking her head. I couldn't say any thing, it was the first time that I actually stopped to really look at her. And damn did she look yummy. I love that dark red against her pale skin and the cleavage she's got going on makes me want her to take me right here and now.
'Ok Willows, you've got to get a grasp on yourself. You can't let her think this means something or else she might break you'
"Sara what the hell do you think you are doing?" I know I was a willing participant, but she can't know that so I continue… "And you never answered my first questions! Hello! Earth to Sidle!"
She's still just standing there shaking her head, ok now I'm starting to worry. I can't help but to calm down and try to get her to talk to me.
"Sara are you ok?" I say those words as gentle as I can in the bar with the music blasting. She still doesn't answer, so I grab her arm and start to pull her over to what I'd guess to be more of a lounge area where it is quieter. I move her to sit down… I wonder if the woman has finally lost all of her marbles? I sit next to her and study her. I finally ask her again if she's ok and after she shakes her head she starts to speak.
"Yes, I'm perfectly fine, I think, I don't know, I need something to drink" With that she gets up and starts towards the bar. I'm not sure if I should move or just stay here. I guess I'll just sit here and watch to make sure she doesn't try to leave. I watch her as she gives her order to the bar tender. I watch him make her drink… incase I ever have to order for her. It seems that she likes Coconut Rum and what looks like some kind of juice. I'll have to remember to ask her what kind, that's if we ever talk. And for a moment I think she's just going to stay at the bar but I see the tender hand her two shots and she turns around and looks at me and starts to walk towards me.
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Nic