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Andy's mind was in the gutter all day long and it seemed Miranda wanted to play. Oh, the older woman will be her death if she would not get her mind in order soon. Andy hated to be frustrated. It was hell for her and that is why she got so many fights in her school years until her mother took her to the gym. Where she started her first lessons of self-defense. Yeah, she was always the kid who got kick in the face. She had been lousy fighter, but she had to get somehow her frustration out. It may have been a bad idea to teach a kid to fight but in a long run, it did help. Andy did not lose her temper anymore like she use to but oh, boy when she was frustrated. There wasn't any way of knowing what would she do if she didn't get it out. One way or another. ,,
When Miranda left and gave that paper.. she was going nuts while waiting. It had said:,
Bring the book to my study. Second floor. Second door on the left. ,
Andy felt like she had ants in her boots.. she couldn't stop moving. She didn't have anything to do and couldn't wait to get out. Finally Nigel came to see her and they started to talk. ,
"So, how's it been?" ,
"Good.. good... you?",
"Hanging there like always. Want something to do?" Nigel asked looking at Andy like she had two heads.,
"Yes, please! Thank God! Anything!" Andy stood up and hugged Nigel. The man just smiled. ,
"I thought my might be bored, so I was wondering would you like to take a look at these articles and tell me what do you think. Make your own suggestions?" He offered three files for Andy. "I heard you would like to be journalist so this could be something you would like to do.",
Andy almost ripped those files out of Nigel's hands. "I would love to! You have no idea how bored I was until you came!"
"Oh, dear. I know. Seen Emily done it zillion times, but for some reason I want to help you pass the time." The man smiled at her and left.
She started to work on the articles. First it had been hard to read.. because her mind was on Miranda and Miranda's study, but like always she would give her best. Soon Andy's mind was filled with the articles and she did give some pointers for the writers. Few corrections too. Oh, and she did have to make few background checks, because some of the things didn't feel believable to her. They were true, but she made a note to make the story believable. Sometimes she couldn't believe how blind were the writers. Not seeing what their own mistakes.* She was wrapping up the last article when Mike, the guy from printing came with the book.
"Hello and who might you be?" The man was flirting with her.
"Hey, I'm Andy. Miranda's second assistant." Andy told him with her dull voice.
"I'm Mike." He offered his hand which she took. Good manners didn't cost anything.
"So, the book, Mike?"
"Oh, here." The man gave her the book still looking Andy up and down. Mike could be drooling in any seconds so Andy took her things and files which she would drop off on her way out.
"Good night, Mike." She said and started to leave.
"Yeah, you too." The man stood still looking at her ass. Oh, she was good. With a swig of her ass she could hear the man groan.
Nigel wasn't in his office. So she left the files on his desk and called Roy. Suddenly she felt nervous. Soon she would be in Miranda's study, with Miranda. Alone. Hopefully. The car ride was over too fast but she like always went head strong for her goal.
Andy opened the door and put the drycleaning to the closet. She took the book and headed over the stairs. It was quiet. Slowly she made her way up to Miranda's study. The door was open for her and she could see Miranda standing and looking out the window. She had changed her clothes for more comfortable, but still she looked like a million dollars. The pullover had a wide neckline which Andy realized the woman wasn't wearing a bra.
Andy knocked on the door.
Miranda never was nervous, but now she was walking back and forth. What was she doing? Miranda waited in her study for the woman to arrive. She had changed yet again her outfit, but she still wasn't sure. Then she gave up. It was just her..very irritating beautiful and sexy second assistant, who was coming to her home which was her castle. Miranda didn't know what will ever be between them or will there be anything except their mutual attraction, but she wanted to.. she.. she didn't really know what she wanted. She looked out of the study's window not really seeing anything. A faint knock woke her up from her thoughts. Miranda turned to face the woman whom she had been lusting all day. Andrea's eyes were traveling on her body, it felt like Andrea was eating her with her eyes. They didn't need any words. The book was forgotten on the table when Miranda took Andrea's soft hand and pulled her closer. She felt the woman's body against hers and she couldn't help the moan. Miranda saw fire in Andrea's eyes. They both wanted this. Before they knew they were kissing. Well, more like eating each other. They were hungry for each other. Groans and moans filled Miranda's study and made them blind for the rest of the world. Miranda didn't know how but suddenly she was lying down on her couch moaning and wanting. When suddenly Andrea stopped and got off of her. "The girls." She said and hid behind the door. Like a startled deer she stood up too. Glanced at the mirror near the fireplace and cleaned her face from Andrea's lipstick. The door opened and her girls came in. Hiding Andrea neatly behind it.
"Mommy, will you came and read to us?" Cassidy asked. ,
"Yes, mommy. We can't sleep if you don't read to us." Caroline told her.
Miranda had forgotten all about that. She felt guilty and dirty. She had asked Andrea here to do..what? Fuck her while her girls were still waiting for her to read to them! In their home and there was also Stephen to think about. What on earth she was thinking? Obviously nothing!
"Oh, mommy got little.." not knowing how to finish her sentence. "I'll be there in a second." she kissed the girls foreheads and sended them back to their room. She closed the door and Andrea stepped out her head hanging. "We can't do this." The younger woman said.
"Wha..?"
"Miranda, we were almost got caught by your daughters and there is also your husband to think about." Miranda would have never believed to hear these words from the woman who was so much younger than her, but still seemed older for her years. She felt her heart widen from something. Not really ready to admit what it was.
"You are right." She whispered, but before she let the woman go she took Andrea's hand and pulled her close again."Not here." Miranda gave the woman a sweet kiss for goodbye. "But soon." Andrea nodded and left her standing there.
Andy was, well, frustrated. She didn't know where she got her sense of reason. No, she was head on going to take that woman on her couch. But then she had heard the silent footsteps of two kids. She hadn't even thought about them and she had felt mortified. Because those kids meant everything to Miranda and she did have a husband too which she obviously cared about. She thought Miranda would come to her senses and stop this what ever they were doing, but obviously her need to have this (what ever was this) with Andy. Andy wouldn't object at all, because she needed Miranda too.
On her way out she ran in to Stephen. Shit.
'Well, hello babe.' The man said not recognizing her. He smelled booze too. Why on earth would Miranda still be with this drunk?
'Hello Mr. Tomlinson.'
'No no, Stephen.' he grapped her ass. Well, that was just wrong so in lightning speed she grapped the mans hand and pinned him on to the wall. 'You may not touch, Bug.'
The man recognized his old nickname. 'how, what...?'
'Oh, Bug. You have always been so slow and stupid.'
When The man realized who she was. Bug's face turned in agony and fear. 'Yes, Bug. It's me and you little shit are going to listen to me and listen good too.' Andy leaned closer to the man. 'if you are doing what I think you are doing, stop it right now. If you hurt her or her girls I came after you personally and make sure you will never ever walk, fuck or ride again.' Andy let go of the man and smiled at him. 'have a nice night, Bug.' she left the man at the landing with a sway of her hips. Yes, she was beyond frustrated. She wanted to beat the man senseless, but he wasn't worth it.
When Andy got home she had no idea what to do. She was a emotional mess so she called Lily who was behind her door under ten minutes telling her they were going out. It was middle of the week and she had to work tomorrow. But she needed to get out. Almost two hours later Andy fell on the mattress.
'Lils, I just love you.' She was breathless and sweaty.
'Yeah, love. I know.' Lily followed her on the mattress next to her.
They had just finished sparring like it had been their last day on this world. Oh, Andy just loved Krav Maga.
Andy was sore. There wasn't a place in her body which didn't hurt. But yesterday had done the trick. She was yet again calm and cool when she entered Elias-Clark. There were few bruises on her legs and stomach but it really didn't matter. She was glowing, like she had had the best sex in the world. Miranda couldn't look at her at all. She understood very well, but she had to know was she okay.. Emily was out so she sneaked in Miranda's office.
'Are you ok?' If a look could kill. Andy would be dead.
*Author's note: Like me! :D
**Author's note: Had you, didn't I? :D
Should I stop? Oh, tell my why to continue? Am I evil?
