Emma looked out carefully as they found a parking space a short distance from Central Park. It was just after 3am and she knew the park was closed. She had been reckless in her teens, but now that Henry was born, she was very careful as she didn't want him to go to the state. She looked around for any police cars as Regina shut off the car. Surely the executive was worried about her own reputation and wouldn't put them in any real danger.

"Did you ever tell anyone about your mother?" Emma asked, trying to keep her mind off the fact they were breaking the law.

"As you say 'who would have believed me?" Regina said as she unbuckled her seatbelt. "My father knew. He was there for most of it, but never said anything. He'd just comfort me after. I thought about telling a social worker at my school, but they knew my family and I knew nothing I said, was confidential. So I just waited it out till college."

The blonde nodded, completely understanding. That was the thing about abuse. For some it was clear as day, clearly spotted, the child was taken care of, kept from the abuser and the perpetrator was punished. For others it seemed to fly under the radar. It was as if people wanted to believe that only drunk, drug addicted poverty stricken people could be abusive. Her own foster family appeared good on the outside. Mom and a dad, no drugs or criminal record, yet underneath they were vile. She couldn't imagine how hard it would be for someone like Regina, who came from a family resembling the Kennedy's to have anyone believe her about the abuse.

If her own father did nothing…..

The walked next to each other slowly, strolling into the park as if it were a crisp fall afternoon instead of the middle of the night.

"So, I have a question?"

"You do?. That's interesting." Regina stuck her hands in her pockets purposefully ignoring the hidden question."

"Yeah I do. If you are so worried about them finding out that you are into women, why go along with your co worker's scheme?" Regina sighed at the question. It was something she'd rather not get into, how petty she was. But after all they shared…what's one more thing.

"Right now they are doing some major restructuring at our company. There is an opening for a new vice president. If I play my cards right, I could add VP to my title along with CFO."

"That sounds amazing. But that would give you even more reason to avoid the club."

"Well the man you saw there tonight, Victor is our COO. That blonde haired, blue eyed boy scout is also contending for the position. He is a few years older than I am and would do anything to make me look bad in the board's eyes."

"Oh."

"Yes 'Oh.'", Regina sighed. "I had to make sure that everyone knew that I was not afraid to step out of my comfort zone. That I can do whatever it is that they do. I had to make sure that those men at Thorton didn't come back tomorrow saying that I was rude and uncooperative or a pain."

"You think they would just because you refused a lap dance."

"The world of business is petty sometimes. I'm sure it would be worded differently, but since I have a vagina the overall subject would be my lack of ability to work with the rest of the team."

"Ouch," Emma suddenly didn't feel bad about her lack of a high paying job. It sounded like high school. " And I thought the way the customers at Bean and Leaf treated me was bad."

"Yeah and the worse part is…I have to act like none of this sexism bothers me. I have to keep working hard, twice the amount Victor does, and keep up an air of indifference.

"Oh that I get. Sometimes when I am grocery shopping and pull out my bridge card, the cashier suddenly acts like I have a contagious disease. Like I am beneath them. Same thing at the Department of Human Services."

"Whats that?"

"DHS? They are the agency that handles food benefits. I try to dress decently when I go in, but in the end they treat me like I am trash. Like I'm nothing for needing the assistance. I'm not even a person, just a number with a kid."

"Wow."

"It takes a toll on your self-esteem."

"That's one thing I try to keep from happening. No matter what is said about me at work, I try to remember that I am Regina Mills, despite their chatter."

"Do you ever wish that it could be different?" Emma asked, walking along the trail. "That for like one day, you didn't have to be you?"

"All the time," the brunette admitted. Most people assumed her life was glorious. Prestigious job, fancy car, large condo on Central Park South. To most, her life seemed perfect, but it was rather lonely. She got tired of keeping up the façade every day. "While I love some parts of my life, it gets tiring you know. Everyday I have to make sure I am Regina Mills, CFO of Dyle and Hachs. Untouchable. Unerring. Flawless. Just one day I'd like to be able to be flawed. I'd like to be able to be myself."

"Maybe we should switch places. You can be the 'welfare mom' and I'll be the executive," Emma tried to joke.

"But that's just it isn't it? We are defined by who we appear to be instead of who we are. You are more than just….a stripper who happens to get assistance and I am more than just my job."

"I prefer barista than stripper. I work at a coffee shop more than I work at the club."

"Ok barista who happens to get aid," Regina pushed her shoulder against the blonde. "I am an uptight ice queen of an executive."

"Really? You? Come across as frozen….never," Emma said with a grin.

"Is this supposed to be you being supportive?"

"Oh come on. I remember how you were not 3 hours ago. If that is how you are most of the day, I can see why they feel that way. But with what you said, I understand why."

They continued on, following the trail through a patch of trees. The conversation was stilted, both women thinking on their current predicaments in life.

"So lets do it," the blonde said suddenly, turning to the older woman with a grin.

"Do what?"

"Be other people. Tonight I am no longer Emma Swan barista and exotic dancer, and you are no longer closeted CFO Regina Mills."

"Still on the closeted thing?"

"Yep," the blonde said spinning in a circle. "I am just Emma Swan…a waitress at an upscale restaurant."

"A waitress," the brunette stopped walking and frowned. "We are being anyone we want, and you choose a waitress?"

"I'm being realistic. I don't want some out of this world fantasy about me being a lawyer or something. I want….possible. A job I can have where I am not ashamed. I'd be a waitress who brings home a lot of tips so that I don't have to dance at all."

"Okay...," Regina nodded. "If we're being realistic I'd keep my job and just not have a bastard for a coworker. I'd get that promotion to VP and be out and able to be myself."

"Okay, new VP Regina Mills," Emma said bowing. "If you could do one thing what would it be?" Regina looked into the intense green eyes and smiled. Without warning she leaned in, until their lips were millimeters apart. Giving the blonde a chance to back away, she waited only a fraction of a second till Emma closed the distance.

Their lips connected softly, moving against one another, mouths still closed. It was sweet, innocent and far more than she had felt in years.

"I've been wanting to do that most of the night," the older woman said, breaking the soft kiss. Emma said nothing, but pulled the woman to her again, this time using her tongue to part the executive's lips. As the blonde's tongue entered Regina's mouth, the executive's arms slid up, wrapping around the taller woman's neck, pressing the length of their bodies against one another.

It had been so long. So long since she felt anything like this. As their tongues massaged one another, she could feel the stirring in the pit of her stomach, a fire that she thought had long since died. Her hand inched up against her will, tangling in the blonde strands, holding the woman to her tight, enveloping herself in the scent of soap and cinnamon.

Just as suddenly as the kiss started, it ended. Emma released her grip on Regina's hips. As she stepped back, Regina ran her tongue along her tingling lips, using the tips of her finger to wipe the sides of her mouth.

"S-s-sorry. That wasn't…I probably shouldn't…."

"No. No. That was….that was fine dear," the executive said. Sure she had only expected a small peck, but she wasn't unhappy that she had gotten more. Maybe it was the fact that she was standing in the middle of central park in the middle of the night. Maybe it was the fact that this was the first person she had met in years who wasn't seeing her as Regina Mills the executive. Or maybe it was the fact she hadn't been with anyone in years, but she didn't want this night to end.

"Come," she said taking Emma by the hand. With a peck on the stunned blonde's lips, Regina half-ran as she pulled Emma back to her car. Her mind raced with all the consequences of the desire flowing through her veins. What if someone saw her? What if Emma told someone and it got back to her company? But all that was drowned out by one singular thought. What if I don't take this chance?

Regina pulled the woman into another kiss as they reached the car. Presumptuous as she was, she received no resistance as she pushed the tall blonde against the side of her car, using the expensive piece of machinery as backing, she pressed her length against the other woman. The blonde hands were on her ass immediately, bending down, Emma squeezed both globes as she forced her tongue back in the executive's mouth.

Regina used the hand that wasn't wrapped around the woman's neck to open the passenger side of the car.

"We can't go to my place," Emma said breathing heavily. "Yours?"

"I can do better than that," Regina pressed a quick kiss to the woman's lips before quickly shoving the woman with a giggle toward to the open door. Despite everything, she wasn't going to bring a woman back to her home with her nosy neighbors. Sure they were "being other people" for the night, but bringing a woman to her house at nearly 4 am was out of the question. Luckily the Ritz was not far.

The three minute drive was punctuated with Regina repeatedly removing Emma's hand from between her legs. Despite enjoying the feeling of the fingers pressing up close to the area she needed the woman, there was no reason for them to get into an accident as they drove only a couple of blocks.

They arrived at the hotel quickly, and Regina wasted no time exiting her vehicle and passing her keys to the valet. She took the ticket and pulled a stunned Emma to the doors which were opened by two men.

She almost never used this hotel, as her condo was only a few blocks away. It was perfect for their "night" even if it only lasted a couple of hours.

"A room please," she said pulling her black credit card from her purse.

As she waited for the clerk to finish their last minute reservations, Emma turned to glance at their location. Her hands had slipped into her back pockets and stood glancing around the luxurious foyer. The beautifully designed floor, the crown molding and the uniformed workers. This place was unlike anywhere she had ever stayed. Even in her teenage years when she moved from hotel to motel to inn, the rooms she and Neal bunked in were glorified shelters. This was pure luxury.

As if she could sense the tension rolling off the blonde, Regina pulled the woman's lips to hers as soon a she had the room key. She herself wasn't too sure, but they had said that for the night, they weren't themselves. They were free.

"No need to wait anymore," she whispered in the younger woman's ear as she pulled her towards the hotel elevators. She had gotten a decent Parkview suite. The room was nothing grand, but met their needs.

Emma wasted no time in attacking the executive's mouth with her own as soon as the elevator door was shut. She pressed Regina up against the mirrored walls, mouths connected and her hands were roaming over the expensive clothing. Pushing her knee between the brunette's legs, in moments she had the short woman riding her thigh, gripping the woman's rear to control the rhythm.

Regina had no control for the first time in years and she was loving every moment of it. Despite the fact she could feel herself rushing towards an orgasm far too soon, she did nothing to quell the blonde's enthusiasm. Emma removed her lips from the brunettes to trace kisses to the woman's chin, jaw and throat, making her way down to the skin exposed by the top three undone buttons. She scraped her teeth on the smooth skin, feeling Regina's hand come down into her hair.

Not taking the time to undo the woman's pants she untucked the shirt quickly, before bending down to suck and nibble at the flat stomach. She ran her tongue up from the waistline and pushed the oxford up, licking over the barely visible rib lines and up to the brunette's sternum.

Regina could feel wetness beginning to pool in the panties, as Emma nibbled back down, making her way to her edge of her pants. Realizing the woman's plan, she pushed her away gently.

"Whoa whoa," Regina said, her mind kicking back in, "This is not the L Word. We can't fuck in an elevator dear."

Emma grinned, replacing the woman's shirt just in time for the ding to signal they were at their floor. She pulled Regina out, pausing every few steps to kiss her against the nearest surface. Her tongue went from inside the brunette's mouth to her ear, biting and sucking, before plunging back between the full lips of the executive.

As the two stumbled into the park view suite, Regina found her back against the closed door as confident fingers unbuttoned her slacks and didn't hesitate to slide inside the business pants passing silky underwear till two fingers were stroking the executive's warm wet slit.

Regina gasped, her head hitting the door briefly, as Emma didn't ask but plunged two fingers inside of her as she grabbed the brunette's head, her tongue plundering the shorter woman's mouth. A free hand came up to caress the business woman's ass, as the door braced her body against the firm steady thrusts. Despite the fact she knew the blonde's fingers were slim, the position had her feeling full. Each pass had Emma's palm rubbing against her clit, pressing within the tight confines of her pants. With no control over the situation, the brunette fisted the blonde hair in her hands, letting her hips meet each thrust the blonde made.

Firm fingers curled inside the older woman, stroking nerves that hadn't been touched in years. Regina heard the moans being pulled from her throat with each pass, tingles flowing throughout her body and reaching the tips of her finger and toes.

The pad of the blonde's finger hit the spot, sending a vibration of pleasure coursing through Regina's nerves.

"Emma!" she breathed as she felt the beginnings of tremors in the pit of her stomach. Her words seemed to encourage the blonde, as the hand that was once on her ass moved up to her back, pulling her partially off the door and into the woman's arms. Regina lifted her right leg, wrapping it around the blonde, giving the woman leverage to thrust deeper.

Her hands stopped working, opening and closing of their own accord, clutching at the collar of the leather jacket.

"Yes," she moaned in the woman's ear.

"That's it baby…come for me." Emma whispered, punctuating each word with a hard firm thrust inside her.

No words were able to describe the sensation, as Regina felt her hips beginning to jerk, a pulse of white hot pleasure moving up from where Emma's hand connected to her body and shooting through every nerve. She dug her nails into the jacket, pulling the blonde as close as she could as Emma continued her ministrations. Regina didn't bother trying to keep quiet, a scream erupting from her throat, Emma pulling and pushing her fingers in and out her tight sex, prolonging the pleasure.

As she felt her body come down from her high, she looked up, finding green eyes darkened with lust. Regina grabbed the blonde, kissing her hard and pushing the leather jacket off her shoulders. Kicking off her one heel, the other having fallen off when she was pressed against the door. Regina maneuvered Emma out the foyer and in the direction of the bedroom.

Words weren't needed as they undressed each other down to their underwear, a trail of clothing following them past the posh half bath and inside the bedroom. Neither took the time to admire the lavish setting; a large king size bed, Egyptian cotton sheets, a marble bathroom off to the side with large windows with a perfect view of central park.

Regina wasted no time feeling the abs that she had admired since the beginning of that night. Her short but manicured nails scraped the ridges that appeared and disappeared with each breath the blonde took.

Still drunk from her own orgasm, the brunette pushed the blonde down onto the plush mattress and climbed on top of the woman. Emma couldn't help the smile at the thought of a panther stalking her prey as the woman moved above her. There was nothing but grace in her movements.
Without warning, Regina wrapped her hand loosely around the blondes throat, lifting her head to force a kiss onto her willing lips. Emma opened her mouth, accepting the hard passionate kiss, Regina's tongue moving inside her mouth, leaving no area untouched. She went to wrap her arms around the executive, but her wrist was quickly grabbed and placed gently above her head.

"No," Regina whispered, placing a soft kiss on the blonde's cheek. "Let me." Regina sat up, straddling Emma's waist. Reaching behind her, she unhooked her bra, slowly revealing her breasts to the younger woman, a lazy smile appearing on the dancer's face. She rocked her hips slightly before reaching down to do the same to her new lover. As soon as the small, but firm, rosy tipped breasts were revealed, Regina pulled a hardened nipple between her lips, eliciting a gasp from the woman beneath her.

Emma let her head hit the pillow, eyes closed as Regina seemed to worship her breasts, unlike any lover before her. They weren't big, which often led them to being ignored by those she dated in the past. The executive was the complete opposite. The sensitive peaks were being sucked, nibbled and even bitten a little. Nothing painful, but enough to cause a flood in her panties.

"Oh God," she muttered as she felt one of the brunette hands snaking its way down her torso and coming to rest between her legs. As the one hand rubbed on the outside of her panties, the brunette never missed a beat as she continued sucking and licking on the nipples in front of her. "Please, Regina."

Moving up to quickly press a sweet kiss to the blonde's lips, Regina gave a feral grin, locking eyes with the woman breathing heavily beneath her. With brown locked unto green, the executive began placing light kisses as she moved down the athletic body. A nip at Emma's sternum, a tongue roving around her belly button, open mouth kisses on the blondes hips. All the while, she never lost eye contact.

As Regina reached her destination she inhaled deeply, smiling as she open her mouth, her tongue taking a long lick on the outside of the blonde's panties, tasting her wetness through the fabric. She grinned even wider as the blonde's breath hitched, her hips twisting as she nibbled on her clit through the cotton.

"Lift up," Regina ordered as she sat up, pulling the ruined underwear down the dancer's shapely legs, removing her own, and then resettling between the creamy thighs. She reached up, pulling the blonde's hands in her own as she ran her tongue from the bottom of Emma's slit all the way up to her clit. As the dancer's hips moved, she used her forearms to hold her in place as she did it again, enjoying the woman's wetness on her tongue. Regina dipped her tongue into Emma's center, stroking the walls with her tongue, tasting her passion. Regina curled her tongue, thrusting it in and out, memorizing the sound of Emma's gasp each time.

"God you taste amazing," she said, before going back in, this time using the tip of her tongue to flick the blonde's clit. Increasing her grip on the young woman's hands, diving her tongue all the way, stroking Emma's insides over and over, using her nose to hit the woman's clit as she ate her sweet center, tasting every area her tongue could reach. She curled her tongue up, licking the top of Emma's center. As the blonde's breathing increased harder and harder, she let go of one of her hands. Moving her mouth from Emma's sex and up to her clit, she slipped two fingers inside as she wrapped her wet lips around the blonde's clit.

For every thrust her fingers made, the brunette sucked the blonde's clit between her lips, using her tongue to massage the hardened nub.

"Reg-Regi-Regina," Emma muttered the brunettes name like a prayer. The name falling off her lips over and over. Regina could feel the blonde's sex tightening and releasing on her fingers. Regina sucked Emma's clit one more time before moving up the blonde's body. Wrapping her free hand around the woman's throat again, Regina lifted Emma's head, keeping a steady pace with her fingers inside.

"Look at me," she murmured, causing the green eyes beneath her to open. Brown stared into green, as the tremors began. Never closing her eyes, Emma's jaw opened in a silent scream as her sex clung onto nearly magical fingers. The brunette kept her grip on Emma's throat loose, but firm, staring directly into the green orbs, imprinting her image on the blondes mind as she came.

As the blondes eyes rolled back into her head, she clung to the brunette's shoulders, eventually burying her face into the executive's neck, the shudders taking over her entire body.

"Mmmm," Regina said as she removed her fingers from inside the blonde, licking the blonde's ecstasy from her fingers one by one.

"You are fucking amazing," Emma said, still not opening her eyes as she fell back onto the pillows.

"Why thank you," Regina said with a smirk that no one could see. Regina sat back, still straddling the blonde as she admired her handiwork. It had been a while for her and she was glad to see that she hadn't forgotten what to do.

So engrossed in her own thoughts, the brunette yelped as she felt the blonde's strong grip on her hips, pulling her forward.

"What the hell are –" Regina said as she cut off by a gentle kiss to the inside of her thigh. Looking down, she was met with a cocky grin as the blonde's head was between her legs.

"Just relax," Emma said before her head disappeared again, and Regina could feel the blondes tongue exploring her. Gripping the headboard, the Regina's breath shuddered from her throat. Emma's grip on her hip was sure, and no matter how she tried to move, she was unable to change her position. With a gentle flick, her legs felt weak as a soft tongue parted her folds and slid inside. The muscle felt nearly prehensile as it moved around inside her center, exploring her wetness.

Emma slowly loosened her grip, allowing the brunette to ride her tongue, her hips undulating. She moved her tongue in an out, contrasting the brunettes movement. Moving from inside, she flicked the tip against the brunettes clit, causing the woman to shiver above her. She repeated the movement, grabbing the hips above her again, keeping the woman still as she concentrated her movements on the bundle of nerves.

"Emma…fuck….fuck…" a string of curses was let loose from the professional's mouth, one hand on the headboard, the other fisting the blonde's hair, keeping the woman's mouth exactly where Regina wanted it. " . Yes. Right there."

Emma doubled her efforts, pulling the nub into her mouth, massaging it, running her tongue on the underside of the woman's clit as she sucked.

It was with a loud scream and a rush of wetness onto the blonde's chin that Regina came. As her legs gave out, the surprisingly strong dancer held onto her hips, licking every drop that came out into her mouth.

"Oh God, yes." Emma mumbled into the brunette's center, using her tongue to lick her dry, causing Regina to shudder for the last time. Regina held onto the headboard for a moment before moving over next to Emma. Wiping the younger woman's mouth, Regina kissed her deeply, tasting herself on the blonde's tongue.

"You are….you….." Regina didn't say anything more, as she laid down and curled up next to the blonde. She felt more relaxed than she did in ages, and even if it was only for tonight, it was worth it. Emma smiled, wrapping her arm around the shorter woman, and using her other to pull up the sheets over them.

[SQ]

The alarm on the CFO's phone blared, signaling it was 6:00am. They had been asleep for less than 45 minutes.

"Damn it," she said. She was going to need mountains of coffee to make it through the day.

"I second that," a muffled voice said from under a pillow, blonde strands the only things giving away the speaker. "I have to somehow make it to East New York, dress my son, and get him on the bus in 2 hours, and I know the subway is going to be packed.

"Would it help if you had a ride," the brunette asked while getting up and dressing.

"I'm not going to make you drive me all the way to Brooklyn. Don't you have work?"

"Not me dear; my driver. My car is valeted and I can drive home and shower. I can call my driver to get you home in time to get your son ready for school."

"You'd do that for me?" Emma said sitting up straight. No one had ever offered to make her life easier outside of Ruby.

"Of course," the brunette finished her last button and fluffed her hair before getting on the bed and crawling over to the blonde. "Last night…or this morning rather, was incredible." She gave a soft peck to the lips in front of her.

"It was wasn't it."

"Yes." Regina smiled and then sat up, business mask back in place. "I'll give him a call. Get dressed he should be able to meet you in less than 30 minutes."

Emma found her phone inside her pants which thrown haphazardly onto the armchair in the sitting area. Four missed calls, 11 text messages, one of which alerted her to the fact Ruby was going to be calling the police if she didn't call her by the time Henry was to ready for school. She sent her friend a message letting her know she was fine, then ran off into the bathroom to freshen up before getting dressed. No need to involve law enforcement.

Regina didn't bother to do much other than brushing her teeth with the complimentary toiletries. She figured she'd do the rest at home, two blocks away. In less than 30 minutes both women stood ready to leave the room, looking only slightly worse for wear.

"So this is it?" Emma said, hands in her back pocket.

"I guess it is."

"Probably won't be seeing you around again huh?"

"I doubt it. I don't frequent Brooklyn and I doubt I'll be setting foot in your other workplace again." Regain gave a smirk.

Without warning, the blonde reached out and grabbed the short woman, pulling her into her arms for a deep kiss. Despite knowing that this was supposed to be a one night thing, Emma couldn't help the feeling of loss. She was normally fine with one night stands, but this time it had felt different.

"Just for the memory of last night," she whispered against the full lips.

Nodding the two women put space between them. They left the hotel room, Regina for check out and Emma to meet the executive's driver out front.

As Regina got her car from valet, she noticed a small duffle in her backseat. One she knew didn't belong to her. Leaning over, she opened the bag. A makeup kit, fishnets and several bottles of scented lotions. Emma.

Smiling she closed the bag and pulled off, heading for her condo. Guess it wouldn't be the last time she saw the beautiful blonde.

Thank you for reading! A special shout out again to my beta for taking the time to review this and help me through this fic. V.P. you are awesome!

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