Chapter 21

"Oh wow." Andy breathed. "I am so happy you trust me enough to share your fantasies with me, and that you feel you can be so open about it. I will gladly reward that." Andy beamed at Miranda, although she still felt a little shy about the request since she'd never done that in front of anyone before.

"Thank you, darling, I will sit over there in my favourite chair." Miranda gracefully stood up and naked as the day she was born, walked over to her chair and sat down.

Andy lay down and felt a little confused about where to start. She didn't know what she should do but she was certain she would think of something.

"I want you to touch yourself, my darling," Miranda stated. "Touch your breasts with both hands and squeeze them." She whispered, noticing she was having a little trouble with the situation.

Andy thankfully obeyed. "Miranda, I love your voice. Please keep talking to me." She moaned as she touching her breasts.

"I will, darling. Now, take your nipples in between your fingers and roll them. They will be so hard, Andrea." Miranda purred, finding this new experience arousing.

"Oh yes, they are so hard for you." Andy moaned and closed her eyes.

"Slide your hands down, slowly." Miranda demanded, "Stroke down and over your sexy hips and then slide them back to your clit." Miranda kept whispering. "I bet it's probably pulsating, aching for your touch."

Andy started panting and was writhing on the bed. "Oh, Miranda. Yes! Tell me more." She muttered breathlessly

"Darling, slide one hand further down and feel your wetness, are you wet for me?" Miranda asked.

"Y-Yes...oh yes." Andy whimpered.

"Okay, now take one finger towards your entrance and slide it in very slowly. Only one finger, okay?" Miranda was stunned by the sight of Andy doing exactly what she wanted.

"Okay...oh God...oh yes..." Andy hissed.

"You're doing so well, my darling. Now, you can add another finger. Thrust them in and out." Miranda stated.

Andy did so. She was so close already. She hadn't thought she'd be able to do this to herself in front of Miranda, but now all she could think of was her the throbbing pain of her lust.

"Faster, darling. But don't you dare come yet. Are you close, Andrea?" Miranda asked.

"Oh yes...shit! Miranda, I am so close...oh God...I want to...I need..." Miranda stood up and walked over to the bed.

Andy didn't notice, wound up tight by her current state of arousal.

Miranda climbed on the bed and straddled Andrea's body. She hovered over her, her thighs cutting Andy's hips and her hands beside her face.

Andy opened her eyes and what Miranda saw there was so arousing and powerful. Her eyes were filled with so much love, lust, trust and pain. Miranda knew she couldn't make her wait any longer. She leant down next to her ear. "Come for me, my darling." She bent and licked her ear.

Andy's eyes went blank and she screamed Miranda's name with so much lust and passion, her back arched as she climaxed so hard, she almost blacked out. She slumped on the bed panting and sweating.

Miranda was still on hovering over her on all fours. She leant down and kissed her softly. "Thank you, darling."

"No, I have to thank you that was amazing, Miranda," Andy muttered.

"I am glad, but I am really thankful that you trusted me so much that you could do that for me. It was the naughtiest thing I have ever watched. And trust me, you looked absolutely breath-taking while doing it." Miranda gushed.

Andy blushed and turned her head away in embarrassment.

"No, please don't be ashamed," Miranda said while turning her head back with her hand. She kissed her once more and settled next to her.

"Will you do that for me too?" Andy asked, glancing at Miranda.

Miranda didn't answer, instead, she shifted so she was lying on her back and let her hands wander over her own body.

Andy couldn't believe that Miranda was doing this now. She thought she would snarl at her and go to sleep, she most definitely didn't expect her to reciprocate. But she had, without a word, and boy, was she good at it. She didn't need any verbal instructions.

Miranda closed her eyes and continued to touch herself. Once she reached her centre she circled her entrance and massaged her clit.

"You made me so horny, darling, I won't last long. Mm..." She moaned.

Andy couldn't believe her luck as she watched her lover in total awe. It was the sexiest thing she'd ever seen. But Andy couldn't resist and leaned over and took one of Miranda's nipples in her mouth.

"Oh...yes don't stop...oh, that feels amazing." Miranda moaned, sliding her fingers inside herself. She started a fast rhythm right from the beginning.

Andy sucked one nipple hard and rolled the other one in between her fingers.

"Close...oh yes...oh...I need...to come ...Oh, Andrea..." Miranda almost screamed as she came.

Andy stopped and looked at Miranda. She was coming down from her high with a very satisfied look on her face.

"Wow, now I know why you thanked me. I love that you trust me like this too, Miranda." Andy whispered to her. She turned and gripped the covers and pulled them over them and snuggled into Miranda's side.

"That was amazing and now I know how you felt." Miranda hummed her satisfaction. "I hope the girls didn't hear us we weren't very quiet tonight."

Andy giggled at that and yawned. Now, all sated and tired after their long day, they fell asleep quickly.

The next day went by the same as every other day in the office. They ran errands, had meetings and juggled around with appointments. Finally done, they went over to the closet to try on the dresses Nigel had gathered together for them for the MET gala.

"I love it Nigel, thank you," Emily said. She was wearing a dress from Vera Wang and adored it the moment she laid her eyes on it. Plus, it fit like a glove.

Andy's dress was Valentino. It was black with a huge slit up to her thigh. It looked sexy and elegant.

Miranda nodded her approval twice so Nigel knew she loved it.

Miranda changed too and came out to show everyone. She wore a midnight blue evening gown from Prada which was backless. The straps were on the sides of her shoulders and went down to a heart-shaped décolleté.

Andy's eyes almost fell out and she blushed as her eyes landed on Miranda's cleavage.

Miranda saw Andy's blush and smirked at her.

"Oh my God, Miranda, you look bloody sexy." Emily blurted out. Realising what she'd said to her boss, she threw her hand over her mouth. "I mean you look very nice, sorry I mean...you know."

Miranda still grinned, her eyes never leaving Andréa, as her expressive eyes devoured her.

"Alright then, I would say we are all settled for the MET. What do you think Miranda?" Nigel asked, satisfied with his choices.

"You did wonderfully, Nigel. Thank you. Deliver mine and Andréa's to the townhouse and Emily's to Serena's home." Miranda ordered, winking at Emily who looked shocked and stunned at the same time. "Emily, you may go home now."

Emily took her cue and left saying her goodbye's quickly.

Nigel packed up the two dresses while Miranda changed. Andy slipped into the changing room and helped Miranda open the zipper.

"Oh my God, Miranda, you look absolutely stunning. I am not sure I'll be able to concentrate on anything but you." Andy whispered.

They looked at each other in the mirror while Andy slid down the zipper on the side very slowly.

"Well then, this dress is an excellent choice, because I don't want you to look at anybody else but me," Miranda said very possessive. She turned around and kissed Andy sensually.

They were deepening the kiss when Nigel came back for Miranda's dress. "Do you need any help, Miranda?"

TBC