Chapter 5

A/n: I must say right now there is a very strange, um, naughty dream at towards the end of this chapter. If you are not to fond of those kind of things, don't read it…but if you're not then why the hell are you reading this? Haha, just joking...kinda

The next two weeks went oddly smooth and peaceful. Nessa took an absences from her duties and allowed all meeting to be rescheduled in a month due time. There was one, though, that she knew she was not able to push back. Glinda the Good was taking a break from doing whatever she did and was staying in her company.

It was planned that Nessa, with help from her ladies, would take Glinda on a tour of the grounds and hold a feast. There were important matters to discuss about the comings and goings of a certain sister of hers. The days prior to Glinda's arrival, every servant and worker in the Governor's home was busy cleaning and readying the home for the good witch's appearance.

Of course there was always that pressing matter in the back of her mind that Boq would have some sort of relapse. She knew that was funny to think of, but maybe just the presence of Glinda would cause him to be hopelessly devoted again. She also knew that if Boq had any feeling of what happened that night, that wonderful night, they would be wiped away by all the pink and bubbles.

She did her best to not mention Glinda's visit, though he knew. She kept him either close to her side when they were alone or far away when discussing business of Glinda's welcoming. There was still no way she could be certain that he would be enchanted by Glinda's stay.

On the eve of Glinda's arrival, Nessa was in a state of distress and worry. Not really of Glinda's nick picky way of dissecting every detail of everybody's lives, but of Boq. It had been a while since they had last seen each other, but she still had to be careful. She smiled at Boq as he rubbed the white cream against the red area around the crease in her arm.

"Does your arm feel well enough yet, Miss Nessa?" Boq said.

Alright, so he had added the Miss, but at least it wasn't madam.

"It feels quite well." Nessa said. "I think it's even good enough to be out of the cast tomorrow, don't you think?"

"Well, I don't know about that." Boq wiped his hand on a cloth and started to rewrap the cast. "We don't want it healing the wrong way. What would you do without your arm, Miss Nessa!"

"I'd like to keep my arms, thank you." Nessa laughed.

"That's good." Boq smiled.

After the cast was neatly tied, Boq brought over a short stool and sat on it next to her bed. For a minute he stared at her, and then he laughed. It confused her. Why is he laughing? Did I do something? Is there something in my teeth?

"What is so funny?" Nessa asked.

"I was just thinking." Boq said. "That's all."

"Well, out with it!" Nessa said. "What were you thinking?"

Boq shook his head. There was something behind his smile, though, that was oddly creepy. Like a killer before he pounced. It frightened her.

"Are you alright?" Boq said. "You seem, um, not yourself. If it's about…"

"No!" She shouted." I mean, no, I'm not worried."

He nodded and then leaned closer. Tucking her in, as if she was a child, he went on about how the whole mansion was in an uproar and how if there was anything he could do to help, he would. Her ears where listening, but her mind were somewhere else.

Boq's top button had come undone and she could see his neck and collarbone. His skin was so smooth. His peach lips seemed to move so slowly as he talked, almost taunting her. Come, Nessa, you know you can have me…Miss Nessa…Nessa…Nessa…

"Nessa?" Boq's whole face suddenly came into picture. "Are you sure you are alright?"

"Yes…"She said. "Never better."

Boq stumbled in to his room and fell sleepily onto his bed. It was tiring taking care of Nessa when she was like this. Needy and worried. He could barely visit the washroom without her waiting at the door. It was driving him mad.

"Just this weekend, old boy." He murmured to himself, "Just this weekend."

Yes, he knew all about this weekend. Glinda the Good would be arriving. But, for some reason, he wasn't all that excited as he should be. Sure, it was nerve wracking, wondering what she would think of him, if he looked ok, if he had grown a few inches. What really got to him was how Nessa found it her duty to give him the weekend off to visit his dear mother and father. He was honestly dumbfounded when he heard this. But after a few minutes of deep thinking he realized why he had been given the weekend off.

Nessa was jealous.

Of course she was jealous. She could not stand the fact that Glinda, his beloved Glinda, would soon be arriving. Spending two nights in her home where he worked. She couldn't possibly think that he would, what, try to make something out of nothing?

All the stress and all the worry soon faded into sleep…

He found himself lying on Nessa's bed, his clothes neatly folded on the small stool in the corner. The room was exceptionally cold and out of the coldness he found his nudeness. Covering his family jewels, he silently groaned to himself. 'Look at what you've done! You've gone and slept with Miss Nessa again!' He could just kill himself. He had promised himself he would not do this again. It had cause to many problems last time.

He then saw two figures standing at the end of the bed. When his eyes adjusted, he found it was none other that Miss Glinda and Miss Nessa! He gripped sheets, trying to get a hold of himself when he realized they were both very much nude. Glinda was as perfect as he always dreamed. Nice breast held up by a thin waist leading to curved hips. Nessa was just as he had remembered, so beautiful it must be a crime. But she had one thing he didn't remember. She was standing on nice, strong legs.

"Good evening, Master Boq." Nessa cooed at him.

"What a lovely night we are having, Boq." Glinda placed a hand above her exposed breast.

"Yes." Boq stuttered.

Nessa and Glinda smiled at each. Glinda slipped a hand on Nessa's shoulder and Nessa did the same to her. Boq swallowed hard, not quite knowing what was happening but not really wanting it to end.

"You are so lovely, Nessa!" Glinda said to his naked Governor.

"Oh, Glinda, that is an honor coming from you." Nessa cooed again; a tone Boq had never heard.

"Do you know what is most lovely on you, Nessa?" Glinda said, putting her other hand on Nessa's other shoulder. "Here, dear, let me show you."

It was then that Glinda's red ruby lips softly pressed against Nessa's. Boq watched in envy. Envious of who he wasn't sure yet. Glinda moved her hand farther down Nessa's frame and resting it lightly on her thigh. Nessa had both of her hands playing with golden hair.

"Oh, Glinda!" Nessa said as she pulled away. "Your lips play tricks with me!"

"They can play tricks elsewhere, too, Nessa." Glinda smirked.

They both smiled at Boq, who was very red in the face and sweating. They both crawled up the bed to him. He couldn't control his breath or bodily functions anymore and let what ever happen to happen. With Nessa to his left and Glinda to his right, they both started to kiss his chest. Glinda's long nails tore the flesh on his arm as Nessa's soft eyelash's fluttered against his collarbone.

"Nessa, I find you're a better taker." Glinda stopped kissing him.

"If you insisted, Glinda" Nessa said.

To his dismay they stopped kissing him. But to his surprise, Nessa parted his legs and laid herself between them. She laid her head on his shoulder. Glinda's shook her head, causing her hair to become a mess.

"Are you ready?" Nessa whispered to him and grabbed his sweaty hand.

"What?" He asked, though it just sounded like a breath.

Glinda then was at the end of both of them. She suddenly pounced, still on her knees, and clutched onto Boq's thighs. He tried not to scream, for her nail were cutting deep. Once again Glinda was more enchanted by Nessa then him. Glinda kissed Nessa's neck, then her shoulder, and from there moving down.

Boq watched in wonderment as Nessa's body moved like the ocean. Her hand tightened around his and her eyes were tightly closed. She started to moan as Glinda kissed her stomach. His eyes got wider as Glinda started to kiss Nessa's hips, finally understanding what was about to happen.

Nessa's breath was hot on his neck. He could feel her back moving back and forth on his stomach and on his thighs. She took his hands and pressed them against her breast, now moaning his name over and over again.

"Boq…Boq…"She said.

Glinda stopped doing what she was doing, which was licking Nessa's thigh, and smiled at them both.

"

He woke up in a deep sweat and made sure he had on his clothes. Every muscle in his body was tensed up. He shook himself so everything that was hard was soft again. What a dream…he wasn't quite why he had it, only that he wasn't going to forget it any time soon.