"What can I do for you, my sweet?" The gentle voice seemed to echo in Glinda's ear as the woman bolted awake, startling her husband.
"Glinda?" Chuffery let his hand trail down her cheek softly. "Bad dream?"
"You could call it that," Glinda answered quietly, breathing heavily as she tried to regain her composure. She scooted away from her husband and let her feet dangle over the side of the large king-sized bed. After a moment, she stood and let her nightgown fall to the floor.
Glinda could feel Chuffery's gaze and she turned around to scold him. "Not while I'm getting dressed, William."
Chuffrey pouted. "I'm not allowed to gaze in wonder at my wife?" He asked, his eyebrow arched.
"Not while I'm getting dressed," Glinda repeated, slipping on a rather simple gown before heading to her vanity.
There was a gentle knock at the door and Chuffrey got up to open it.
"Lady Glinda, Lord Chuffrey," The woman at the door was dressed sharply in a black uniform with gold bars at her shoulders and a cap in her hand. She bowed to the couple reverently.
"Officer Thropp, what can I do for you?" Glinda asked, all of a sudden gaining a reddish blush to her cheeks.
The officer grasped Glinda's delicate hand and kissed the back of it with a soft smile before answering. "The cook has informed me that breakfast is prepared. Lady Glinda, a word?" She left the room, her poise not even wavering as she walked.
Glinda took a couple of deep breaths. That voice just made her heart pound. That voice which was the voice in her dream… She followed the officer into the hallway, watching as her husband sauntered towards the dining hall.
"Elphaba, we can't keep this up," Glinda looked around to make sure no one was watching and she pressed a hand to the green cheek of the Captain of the Guard.
The officer, Elphaba, visibly flinched. "Lady Glinda, I am here for your pleasure and your pleasure only. I have no say in what's moral or not. Nor do I care about what your husband thinks." She spoke in an articulated and unnatural tone.
"Elphie, please. Stop with the Lady Glinda. You're more than just a mistress to me." Glinda tried to look into Elphaba's dark eyes but the green woman would have none of it. "I love you."
"And for that, I am sorry. Forgive me, Lady Glinda, but what we have is sex. Love has nothing to do with it. Lust and love are different. I think you need to realize that." Elphaba's fingers twitched as she toyed with her cap.
"How dare you!" Glinda whispered heatedly. "You can't say that we don't have anything. You love me but you're too afraid to say it."
"Don't flatter yourself." Elphaba sighed. "My room at midnight. I'll be expecting you, but don't bring this newfound attitude of yours."
The green woman turned to march away, but Glinda grabbed her wrist. "Chuffrey will be at breakfast. We can be alone now." Glinda dragged the officer into her bedroom and locked the door.
"Don't think for a minute that you'll be the dominant one here, Mrs. Chuffrey," Elphaba hissed, turning Glinda so that she was pressing the blonde woman against the closed door, her hand sliding up her thigh and slipping into her lacy underwear. As Glinda was writhing underneath of her lover's touch, she leaned against the handle and the door unlocked.
Elphaba picked up the petite woman and laid her on the bed, letting two fingers slide into her as her lips assaulted her superior neck. As Glinda let out a pleasured moan, the handle twisted and the door opened.
"Officer, I suggest you get off my wife before I have you charged with sexual assault and rape." The two women looked up to see Chuffrey storm into the room and grab Elphaba by the collar. "I could have you fired for this."
"Yes sir," Elphaba lowered her head.
"As for you, you disgusting little whore -"
Chuffrey didn't finish that sentence. Elphaba grabbed him by the waist and knocked him over, throwing punches over and over at his face. No one would talk to Glinda like that while in her presence.
"Guards, guards!'" Chuffrey screamed. The last thing Glinda saw of Elphaba was the officer getting forcibly dragged from the room.