Chapter 4

Alex made some excuses and rushed to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were flushed. Was it from the wine? Maybe, but the wine hadn't caused the damp, sticky feeling between her legs. She splashed a little water on her face and tried to wash away the temptation she was feeling. She tried to convince herself she was only starting to look at Shaz in a new light because of the alcohol, or because she'd just found out she was bi, or maybe even because she'd been bringing up memories she'd left firmly in the past.

She dried her face and looked at her reflection again. She still looked a little pink in the cheeks but there wasn't much she could do about that. Quickly she adjusted her clothing to make the most of her cleavage, brushed her hair to the sides and left the bathroom.

Shaz fanned herself with a magazine. She could feel her cheeks burning and a slight perspiration glistened across her chest. She's never heard her DI talking in such a way before. The story of her past had caused Shaz to feel aroused… more than that, she was downright horny now. Her heart was fluttering and thumping in equal measures as she pictured Alex with her legs apart and imagined slipping her own hand between them.

"Oh, Granger, pull yourself together," she told herself crossly, fanning the magazine toward her chest and pulling her top out a little to waft the breeze right down.

Alex arrived back at an inappropriate moment and managed to get an eyeful.

"Don't stop on my account," she blurted before she could stop herself.

Shaz blushed harder and dropped the magazine.

"I was just, erm…" she struggled for an excuse, "well, the magazine… is it hot in here or is it just me?"

"I'll, uh… open a window," Alex said quickly. She rushed across to open one a small amount and gave a sigh. She hated herself for thinking the things that were filling her mind. She wanted to be professional and mature but suddenly she'd regressed to being a horny, curious teenager again. "Stop this, Drake!" she admonished herself.

Shaz watched Alex all the way back from the window to the couch. She needed to take her mind off of the thought of a half-naked Alex somehow.

"So, Ma'am," she began, "is there anyone you're interested in at the moment?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you and the Guv have a certain spark…"

Alex smiled and shook her head.

"I don't know, Shaz," she said, "sometimes I think there might be something brewing… and then it all seems to disintegrate in front of my eyes. Maybe we're a little too different."

"Or too similar," Shaz commented. She lifted her glass. "OK then, how about someone else? Ray?"

Alex almost choked.

"Ray?" she cried, "oh, no, Shaz! He has some… good qualities but I think he'd still rather see me in the kitchen than in CID."

"What about DCI Keats?" asked Shaz.

"Jim?"

"He's got a soft spot for you, Ma'am," Shaz smiled, "I've seen the way he looks at you!"

"Nah," Alex dismissed.

"He does," Shaz told her. She paused. "I think he's quite nice."

Alex sighed.

"Maybe he does have a kind of… boyish charm," she said.

Shaz grinned.

"I think you'd be a cute couple," she said. She got to her feet, grabbed her coat and began to put it on. "Look, I'll be DCI Keats," she said, "and I'll ask you out and you answer like you would if he really did." she saw Alex looking reluctant. "Come on, Ma'am, it's only a bit of fun," she said.

Alex sighed and rolled her eyes a little but she'd had enough wine to persuade her.

"Alright," she sat up a little straighter.

Shaz gave an amused smile, then put on a very serious face.

"DI Drake," she began, "I see you have worked at CID for two years now. I presume in that time you have seen… a lot of action."

"I've been on a few cases, yes," said Alex.

Shaz began to pace a little.

"And how do you feel you have been coping with the pace?"

"I think I have been coping more than adequately with the pace, sir," said Alex.

"Do you think you have been overlooking any details," Shaz pit her hands in the pockets of the coat, "while trying to get a result?"

"I don't think so, Sir."

"Well you have failed to notice my big, throbbing…"

"Shaz!" Alex slapped her hand over her mouth, torn between laughter and cries of distress.

Shaz began to laugh and couldn't stop.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am," she cried, "I couldn't resist! I just think he might be a bit of a kinky one!"

"How am I going to look him in the eye tomorrow?" Alex laughed so hard she almost cried, "I'm going to keep imagining D and C stand for… well, something less polite!" she got to her feet and beckoned to Shaz. "Come on, give me the coat. It's my turn now."

"What do you mean?" Shaz asked, taking off the coat and handing it to Alex.

"I'm going to play dress up now," said Alex, "and I'm going to be The Guv."

She shuffled into the coat and adopted a macho stance.

"You've been studying his pose!" Shaz giggled.

Alex put her hands on her hips and tried to look serious.

"Granger, you're late," she scowled.

Shaz bit her lip.

"Sorry, sir," she said.

"Get in the kitchen and make me tea with seventy-eight sugars!" Alex barked.

"Yes sir!" Shaz jumped a little into the air and took a step toward Alex's kitchen, "is there another way you can think of that I can sweeten you up?"

"Well you're a forward little plonk, aren't you?" Alex boomed, "I hope you're not getting ideas above your station!"

"Only if you mean sex on the station roof!" Shaz giggled.

Alex gasped in mock surprise.

"You dirty little girl!" she cried, "You must be punished! Come here and let me stamp your bum!"

She took a leap at Shaz, grabbed for her but she just about escaped her.

"No!" she shrieked, a fit of laughter rendering her helpless as Alex made a second grab and caught her this time.

"Right!" she cried, "bend over!"

She pushed Shaz forward so her arms were resting on the couch and her bottom was raised in the air.

"No, Guv! Have mercy!" Shaz giggled.

"It's stamping time," Alex cried, bringing her hand down for a hard slap across Shaz's left cheek.

"Ow!" Shaz shrieked in laughter.

"Oh, you like that, do you?" Alex grinned broadly, giving her a second slap for good measure, but this time as she brought her hand down she left it right where it was. The sensation of Shaz's firm, round backside against it brought back that tingle; that stirring she'd earlier tried to push away with a splash of cold water to her face. Before she could stop herself she gentle squeezed it in her hand, then moved her fingers around in a circle, following the smooth, delicious curves.

Shaz looked back at her. For a moment she had a look of shock on her face, scarcely believing that the DI she'd looked up to for so long was touching her gently, in such a sensual way, but the shock quickly began to melt into anticipation.

"Ma'am, what are you doing?" she whispered. She found her eyes starting to close involuntarily and her lips parted just enough to let out a tiny gasp.

Alex wasn't sure what she was doing. This wasn't normal behaviour for her. With one exception she'd led a pretty chaste existence since entering her strange coma world and the arousal she'd started to feel that night caught her by surprise. Her hand wandered around Shaz's curves, from her bum to her hips and around her waist. She felt Shaz straighten in her arm, rising from her bent-over position until she was standing upright, her back pressed against Alex's body.

"Ma'am," Shaz whispered again.

Alex closed her eyes for a moment. Somehow hearing Shaz refer to her in such a way had an added dimension now. It felt as though Alex wasn't just her superior at work but now it was up to her to give the orders in the bedroom, at least for that one night.

Her hand reached down into Shaz's skirt, just inside the top of her underwear. She played around for a moment with her fingers. She could feel wisps of hair but the clothing was stopping her from going any further. She withdrew her hand and slowly moved it up, around Shaz's stomach and up, inside her top. She could feel beads of perspiration around her chest, left over from the heat Alex's story had generated.

As her hand settled over one of Shaz's breasts and gave it a soft squeeze she reached around with her other hand and pressed her fingers against the material of her skirt. She rubbed so gently, causing Shaz to clench her legs together just for a moment as a sensation like a sharp bolt of electricity shot through her.

"Are you sure, Ma'am?" Shaz's voice was broken with gasps every time Alex moved a finger.

Alex leaned down just a little and laid her head against the back of Shaz's neck.

"Make me sure," she breathed, turning Shaz around to face her.

The deep, mesmerising eyes of the young PC gave Alex a sensation she hadn't felt in so long. It made her feel hot; burning, on fire. It made her feel alive.

"Promise me we won't regret this?" Shaz asked her, "I don't want to lose your friendship."

Alex hesitated for just a moment. Shaz's friendship had given her many smiles, many warm moments, and she didn't want to lose it either. But a perfect night didn't always have to lead to regret.

"Promise me you won't move away tomorrow?" she asked.

Shaz gave a gentle laugh, recalling Alex's sad parting.

"I'm going nowhere, Ma'am," she said with a cheeky smile, "except to your bed."

Alex raised an eyebrow.

"I was right," she whispered, "you really are a forward little plonk!"

She reached toward Shaz and cupped her face in her hands. She watched as her friend - with benefits - closed her eyes and exhaled, awaiting the moment she knew was coming and wanted so much. As she leaned forward Alex relived the sensation of the softest lips, the gentlest touch, that no man had ever been able to offer her. Her lips pressed a little harder against Shaz's eager ones and she felt a tongue start to explore them.

The tingle Alex felt earlier had increased to a state of absolute arousal and the dampness in her underwear was growing with every second that passed. Eventually the desire grew too much and Alex could wait no longer.

"I need you, Shaz," she whispered, "please, take me tonight."

That was all Shaz needed to hear. They were words she'd fantasized about more than once, and now they were real. She was going to remind Alex exactly how the love of a good woman can move heaven and earth - and she would still be there in the morning.