Chapter 1: Flickin The Bean
Maura had just sat down to eat lunch in her office with her senior criminal analyst, Susie Chang when her phone alerted her of a text.
She was in the middle of taking a sip of her green ginger tea when she checked her phone, which was obviously a mistake because as soon as she opened the picture message from Jane she started choking.
"Dr. Isles are you okay?" Susie asked concerned.
Maura coughed and let out a raspy, "Fine."
She cleared her throat a few times and used a tissue to wipe the tears from her eyes.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Susie asked again, seeing her boss' face beet red.
"I'm fine, I promise." Maura told her then took a small sip of her tea and cleared her throat again.
Susie stood up and gathered her lunch from the desk, "I think I'll eat in my office." it wasn't really an office so much as a supply closet with a desk.
Maura waited until Susie had busied herself before looking at the picture Jane had sent her again. This time she studied it, gazing slowly upon all its glory.
Jane was sitting slouched down in the middle of their couch. She wore black slacks, the belt she wore was unbuckled, the button undone and the zipper half way down. The sleeves of the indigo dress shirt she wore were rolled up to her elbows and it was unbuttoned and opened. Maura noticed she wasn't wearing a bra and her dark nipples were erect. Jane's left hand was down inside the front of her unzipped pants, her head back, eyes closed and her mouth open in what appeared to be a moan.
"Jesus…" Maura left out in a breath. She took a minute before texting Jane back.
'Can you stop sending me nudes? I'm at work.'
Maura watched the three little dots on her screen
'That excuse never stopped you when I was working.'
Maura smiled as she remembered the pictures she had sent to Jane.
'Can you blame me? I bought a new pair of lacy underwear, what was I supposed to do?'
Jane didn't immediately text back.
'Jane?'
20 minutes went by and still no response.
'Sorry went back to look at the pics you sent and needed to flick the bean.'
'I'm sorry what?'
'Flick the bean, you know DJ Diddles came to town for a show?'
'Jane what the hell are you talking about?'
'Petting the cat, Menage a moi, buttering my muffin, jillin off'
'Are you having a stroke?'
'No, I just did…'
'Jane…'
'I engaged in a form of self-pleasure while looking upon your provocative pictures.'
Maura got up and left her office finding Susie who was still eating lunch, "I'm taking an extended lunch." She told her then quickly headed out the door.
She shot Jane a quick text that read, "Coming home for that buttered muffin." Then she got in her car and raced home.