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CHAPTER 6
THAT SUNDAY EVENING
"She what?!" Kathryn nearly spits out her mouthful of wine after hearing the punchline to Regina's story.
"I was so embarrassed, Kat."
Regina shakes her head, blushing feverishly after having to re-live yesterday's awkward situation in order to tell her friend what had happened.
"That's just priceless." Kathryn laughs loudly.
"I just wanted to disappear from the face of the earth." Regina whines at the vivid memory.
"You're being overly dramatic again, darling." But Kathryn now dead pans while shaking her head.
"It's just... I don't know... I don't want her to think of me like I'm the kind of person that"
"enjoys a good orgasm? Look... I get how it could have been a little awkward but this is actually a gift of god." The blonde tells her friend.
"I'm afraid your theory needs further explaining, dear."
Regina raises an eyebrow as she fails to understand how her almost fainting from embarrassment could have been good at all.
"Up until yesterday she obviously saw you as a very sexy lady..."
Kathryn begins to elaborate what she seems to think of as obvious.
"Says who?" Regina furrows her brow and snaps at her. Unwilling to just believe Emma's actually into her.
Maybe Emma could be into her… but just assuming certain things… only ever leads to disappointment.
No, she's not about to allow Kathryn to give her false hope.
"Says common sense. So thanks to yesterday's event... she now doesn't only see you as a sexy lady but also as a very sexual one...
Which logically adds to your sexiness... which basically makes you irresistible to her. Which… is perfect."
She finishes her reasoning by giving Regina a suggestive wink.
"And complete nonsense." Regina rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
"No seriously Reg... Next time she's all hot and in solo mode... You can be sure of it that she's going to think back of your little toy... and you..."
The blonde continues to explain… pushing her brunette friend's buttons.
"Well, if that's true ... I'm not even sure how I feel about that."
Regina shrugs defiantly.
"Now that is complete nonsense..." Kat forcefully places her glass down, willing Regina to look at her and be real.
"Oh yeah?" Regina huffs and turns towards her, trying to hide her slight fear for whatever Kathryn's going to confront with next.
"Tell me... What did you think of the last time you got yourself off?"
"Kathryn!" Regina gulps and curls up her nose in distaste.
"You don't have to answer... I get it... you're embarrassed… But you know I'm right.
You thought of her... So no judging her for doing the same about you, Mills. I won't allow hypocrisy."
Kathryn lectures her with narrowed eyes.
"Whatever." Regina rolls hers while murmuring into her wine glass.
After that first week, things hadn't changed much anymore. There were a lot of moments. A lot of looks.
A lot of daydreaming and a lot of masturbating and most of all… there was a huge lack of courage. Something both women were guilty of.
Both have their own dilemma's of course…
Regina's so torn… Her obvious attraction to a girl she knows for a fact is gay shouldn't form as much as a problem as it does, should it?
Why is she having such a difficult time figuring out if she should just go for it or not? Two reasons. Her first and most important reason… Henry Mills.
Allowing someone close to her… means so much more than just that…
Dating or having a girlfriend is so much more when there's a child involved.
And she couldn't stand to disappoint Henry or to break his little heart if he'd come to lose his Emma.
Because that's exactly how he'd come to see the blonde over the past few weeks. His Emma.
And then of course… there's her second reason.
Which is… well, next to Emma… she kind of feel ancient.
At a certain point, during another one of their cosy lunches where she'd fed Emma food that actually held some nutritional value…
she'd subtly steered the conversation towards Emma's past in order for her to find out the girl's exact age.
She of course should have been able to just flat out ask her… she is her boss after all…
but at this point… it would be rather suspicious and it might come across as a little weird, she reckons.
That's why she'd opted for the more mature option… lure the girl into telling her. Yes.
"Twenty-two and seven months." Emma'd told her.
Regina'd outwardly smiled but inwardly groaned. Oh god. Young enough to be proud to mention those seven extra months.
And yes, being thirty-eight herself, Regina'd felt like a dusty old fossil.
Of course Emma's youth is obvious and of course she hadn't expected for the blonde to be much older then she'd eventually turned out to be
but it still had stung and so yes… she'd actually started to feel a little guilty after pleasuring herself while having thoughts of a bare Emma.
Emma on her turn finds herself falling harder and harder for her beautiful boss every single day.
The way her momma bear instinct shows in the smallest things whenever she's around her little boy or just at the mere mention of that big eyed kid.
The way her voice turns just a tiny bit raspier when they are teasing each other.
The way Regina seems to care for her… at least enough to want her to eat healthy… the way the woman occasionally blushes so beautifully…
The list is endless and incredible.
But Emma too has two dilemma's.
One. She has no fucking idea if Regina's even gay to begin with.
So initially she'd really wanted to believe that she was…
Even the smallest hints were enough to surge her heart with hope.
But at a certain point she'd really started to doubt her gaydar…
it can't possibly not be affected by the huge pink cloud of warm and fuzzy feelings she feels towards the brunette.
And yes… it's rather frequent their eyes meet and linger… but maybe she's reading into things?
Or maybe Regina's entirely straight but just a little lonely.
See… that thought just totally breaks Emma's heart. That's where she stops analyzing… due to the simple fact that she can't handle those thoughts…
If anyone deserves to feel cherished and loved, full of joy and happiness… It's those two heart breakers in that big ass loft.
Dilemma number two for Emma. The fact that she's special.
And in this case… special means… that she has a dick that threatens to get hard at the mere thought of her boss.
If keeping an erection under control was an Olympic discipline… Emma Swan would win gold with the forced training she's been having.
And okay… she's become rather good at concealing herself. Very good actually. She knows her body well enough to feel when what's going to happen.
The only reason she'd sat through the sequel to the Human Centipede the week before had been because after watching the first movie she'd realized it was a great mood killer for her junk… and well… ever since she's known Regina Mills… Let's say she can use all of the gory inspiration she can get.
This one time… when Ruby'd come into her room to talk, girl to girl about life and whatever best friends talk about, Emma'd almost died from embarrassment.
Ruby'd started off with stories of the sweetest bunch of kids at the community center.
Then they had laughed about some shared high school experiences and eventually landed on the topic that's currently dominating Emma's existence.
The girl's boss. She'd bashfully told Ruby about the dildo incident which Ruby was shocked she hadn't heard about sooner. It could not occur again.
She was to be informed of any and all awkward events in Emma's life as quickly as possible. Emma'd had no choice but to agree of course.
The conversation had stayed on Regina for a little longer.
About how great she was and how sweet but then sometimes so stern and sexy and… Emma obviously could have gone on about the woman forever.
But then suddenly her friend had stopped her.
Ruby's voice had been soft and compassionate.
Emma'd given her friend a questioning look. She's probably tired of listening to me ranting on about Regina. She'd shamefully thought.
Her friend had reached out and carefully placed a hand on her left knee.
"Emma… babe… you're getting a little carried away."
She'd given Emma a sweet smile and a raised eyebrow and at first the blonde hadn't really understood why she'd say such a thing.
"It's not that I don't want to hear it… but maybe I should leave?" The soft squeeze Ruby gave her knee made Emma suddenly very aware of her own body.
More specifically… the state of it… Most specifically… Of a certain part of her.
Instead of flushing red her face had actually paled then.
Emma was literally mortified she'd held her breath and quickly glanced down at herself and well yeah…
Not at all used to not wearing jeans in front of anyone… not even Rubes… she'd not felt her excitedly growing member beginning to strain against hard denim… instead it had free game inside of her light pajama pants, which were pants only to be worn in the confined space of her bedroom.
So of course… there she sat on her bed, wearing her comfy pants, sporting a huge boner and she was yet to look up into her friend's eyes again.
She'd immediately pulled at her shirt to cover up her obvious bulge.
"I'm sorry Rubes." Shyly muttered and softly groaned out of frustration.
She really hated that moment.
"It's okay Em." Rubes had chuckled at her friend's obvious shyness.
"It's not like you can help it. Regina sounds absolutely awesome… and nobody's judging you for finding her attractive."
She'd told Emma… just to make sure her friend knew before giving her knee one final pat and getting up from the blonde's bed.
"I'm gonna go to sleep, okay? Em, look at me." Those last words sounded a little whiny.
When Emma's horrified greens had looked into Ruby's, the long legged brunette had burst out in laughter and shaken her head.
"Oh baby… don't worry! It's okay… I've seen my fair share of boners…"
at which Emma'd gulped and then grabbed the pillow from beside her to throw at her friend's retreating ass as she was storming her way out of Emma's room while chuckling in amusement. There's no way she could have a better friend then Ruby, really.
After the brunette had closed the door behind her Emma'd waited another minute and then caved.
She pulled the front of her pants and underwear down, letting her dick spring free from it's DIY tent arrangements. Just that… just … letting it free.
God that just felt so amazing.
She's taken it into her hand and now softly squeezes a couple of times.
Her eyes are transfixed onto her own skin.
Pale fingers momentarily let go of herself as she allows her hard cock to lean against the palm of her hand.
She tilts her head while trying to remember… How big was that crazy blue dildo of Regina's?
Shit … that's a really sick train of thoughts, isn't it?
For a moment… She contemplates not going down that road.
But really just a second before deciding that it wasn't that much smaller or larger than what she's looking at right now.
That particular thought does make her just a tiny bit bigger though and Emma bites her lip while closing her fingers around her shaft again.
Skillfully… she lets her thumb reach for the tip of her erection where as sure as she is madly in love with Regina Mills…
the first drops of pre-cum have already gathered together… ready to lubricate her length and allow her fingers to slide back and forth over her entire penis.
"Hmmmm" She starts to softly hum instead of moaning…
not wanting to be entirely obnoxious towards Ruby who's already seen enough she doesn't need to hear anything on top of that too.
Emma reluctantly lets go of her shaft to reach down next to her bed and grab a piece of paper towel…resourceful as she is.
She's found herself in this position quite often over the last couple of weeks.
Back against the wall, legs outstretched, ragging erection in her hand.
It's exactly as Ruby'd said though… It's not like she can help it.
Her body is her body and her needs are her needs.
Placing the papertowel on her stomach she allows the back of her head to rest against the wall
while closing her eyes and allowing different scenario's in which Regina plays the main character to invade her mind.
Regina gloriously naked. Regina trembling on top of her. Regina spread as wide as possible for her. Regina needy and horny and moaning for attention.
Regina sitting on her face.
And of course… Regina using that phallus shaped sex toy of hers on herself.
And oh well… that's what does it. Emma's teeth slam together as she wills her lips closed tight.
Her eyes are just barely open while she looks down at herself.
Emma skillfully reaches down with her left hand and cups her balls, lightly massaging them, just the way she likes it,
while silently cumming and shooting her load onto the laid out piece of paper.
When she's finished spilling her load and the familiar guilt sets in, Emma sits entirely still for a moment and sighs.
Her fingers draw hesitant small lines into the soft flesh of her now flaccid dick as it lays limp in her palm. Her cum is thick and slowly cooling off.
She purses her lips a little while grabbing the sticky tissue on her belly and folds it over to wipe herself clean.
And then just like any other night, she lays down to sleep with the slight worry this is what things will be like for the rest of her life.
Always searching for relief, always fantasizing about the impossible,
always thinking of that same woman while coming undone and always feeling guilty right after. If only Regina knew. Oh god no.
A COUPLE OF WEEKS LATER
"You know, you don't really have to clean the windows every week."
Regina tells Emma after looking up from her desk.
Well, after she officially looks up…
Much like every morning… she has been checking the girl out constantly.
Emma turns around and smiles at her.
"Oh no I have to." She tells her boss determinately.
"Why's that?" The brunette tilts her head, willing her eyes to stay on Emma's face.
"If I'd suddenly stop cleaning them weekly… well, my boss would think I'm slacking… I could risk losing my job."
Emma informs her with a little smile splayed upon those pink thin lips of hers and for some reason Regina's breath decides to hitch,
something she just barely manages to cover by clearing her throat.
"I don't think she'd be so quick to let you go, dear." Her voice is a little raspier when she tells Emma.
"Oh is that so?" Emma bites her lip and furrows her brow a little.
"Well, I can't be certain of it of course." Regina chuckles softly.
"Of course. But I don't think I want to take the risk."
"You don't?"
"No, I'm quite fond of this job actually."
"Oh is that so?" Regina smiles wide. Unable and frankly… unwilling to hide how much she's enjoying this.
"Of course, I get free lunch." Comes Emma's husky chuckle and playful eyebrow raise. Wherever is she getting this kind of confidence?
"Is that all you can think of? Food?" Regina snorts, smiles and rolls her eyes … and the blonde is sure she's about to lose it.
"Oh that's not all that I think of." Emma then says in a voice more sultry than she's ever heard herself speak in. Her tone laced with innuendo and sex.
But the moment the words leave her mouth Emma's already panicking at what she's done. Completely ruined.
It's dead silent while she visibly winces and inwardly curses herself.
"I'm sorry… I didn't mean for that to sound so... It was just a witty reply, you know. I didn't mean anything by it."
She flushes crimson and awkwardly scratches her forehead with averted eyes. She really can't look at Regina right now.
She must be incredibly weirded out… she has to be.
Regina looks at her with her mouth slightly agape and traces of a cute smile lingering on the corners of her lips.
She draws in a slow breath and softly hums, successfully catching Emma's attention.
The girl looks at her with a deer in headlight kind of look in those gorgeous green eyes.
"What? I don't know what you mean." Regina shrugs nonchalantly and gives her a soft reassuring smile.
"Thanks." Emma so shyly nods and smiles tight lipped before turning back to the window to continue doing her job and shut that big mouth of hers.
Jesus Swan.
Regina's heart is racing. Do it. She wills herself to take a risk. Take a chance.
"Emma."
"Uhu?" the girl instantly turns around and looks at her expectantly.
"Could you babysit Henry tonight?"
:) So yeah... Regina's being a big brave girl! Good for her! :D
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