Ownership Disclaimer: Glee – the real programme? Get outta here, no unfortunately, not mine, yet! {but I have s1 to s4 on legit dvd}. Ownership and recognition where it's due, and… what's mine is mine too.
Warning: Rated M. FxF, FxM, MxM. It's not fully structured, so bare with me.

Trigger Warning: Opinionated workplace harassment. Not rape, it's just racy. This is a Santana, semi Safety Dance. Somewhat Dantana.

Wow: What a reaction for this story. {statement not a question} This is like another something where I have to pinch myself. So hi there, you on that side of the globe and you over there. You next to each other, under covers and hiding behind your little hands. You who are blushing, shuckeroos, I'm blushing with you too. Secret women's business, and I hope, cross my little fingers, that the shy of reviews despite the views, is such 'cause you're shy, but this is okay. And the review from Marla's Lost is really appreciated, thank you sweetie. A little bakery purchase for you.
Readers all over this ball of wet and dryness: UK, Australia, Italy, Canada, Bulgaria, US, Netherlands, China, France, Argentina!Baby, Serbia and Montenegro, Brazil, Mexico, Poland, Germany. If you want to review, go for it, knock your socks off, be nice. I've decided to allow for a lapse in correcting the apostrophe s business for ownership. So this should be the only quality slip in my work. I'm really pleased that so many are interested and respect what I'm only able to do, thanks to the bigger good Man above. I'd love to do shout outs and what I do with my other blurbs, but this {currently} will be free of that.

~ Bakery of Choice ~

"Hey Babe!" Danni greets me with sweet words, sweet kisses, sweet gentle brushing of my breast. So soft and gentle I shiver imagining a butterfly landing there. "Oh nipples delight!" She whispers in my ear, nips my earlobe and pulls away, leaving me truly breathless.

"Hi Babe, back at you." As she sits alongside me, grabs for the menu and prevents me returning any favours. No body saw her, but they would see me.

I burn under my olive complexion, why should Porcelain and Blainer's be able to show affection and we can not?

"So you left this behind." She puts five, hundred dollar notes in front of me.

I stare at them with alarm. "I did that on purpose!" I have never been able to yell at her. Moments like this I miss Brittany more.

With Brittany I could bend and ply, I could be the dominatrix. But with Danni, oh sigh sweet lady flutters!

I snap the money up and put it in my purse, for getting rid of later. "Why did you take it and bring it to me?" Looking around if anyone should have seen? Nobody seems to have noticed.

"Santana, you can't insult them with leaving it behind." She claps her hands. "Babe, you're beautiful, and he was really pleased with you. So paying you is a compliment."

She could sell ice to those in Iceland, I'm beautiful! She has me spellbound and able to do whatever she wants.

But I can't take the money, I can't, I won't sell myself like Plastic Man did. …., disowned me for coming out, my mother would surely disown me for that. I'd disown me for that!

"Now let's eat, Waitress!" She snaps her fingers like Lady Hummel, I furrow, look down and shake my head.

~ o ~

It was a lovely lunch, garden salad with cashews and honey chicken.

As I wait outside for Danni, I look around for the beggar man. There he is, filthy poor bum. She's still talking to the cashier, now's my time.

"Here, don't ask questions?" Quickly speaking and hoping he does as I ask, I hand him the collection of notes. "This is clean legit money, well as clean as it's mine. But I can't have it."

"Why can't you?" I'm floored, he has such a deep rounded voice. Obviously educated, but dresses as a bum, and his odour, musty in need of a wash.

"I can't have it, because I earned it through … ummm, through shame." Hopefully that's all he'll need to know.

"Well, why me?" Have I embarrassed him? I hope not.

"I've seen you around here. Look just take it okay, or do you have someone else I can give it to?" I'm getting a little flustered, Danni is sure to come out soon.

"Give it to me, I'll share it with some of us other bums." I heard that alright, I have upset him.

"I'm sorry, if I've upset you." Look for Danni, no she's flirting again. "But it's too much to just put in a sidewalk hat. And besides…."

"What you doin' Babe?"

"Nothing, just talking, let's go." He winks with me, and shows an appreciative smile at my breasts. I love this top, it shows just enough and not too much. Sufficient eye candy for men and women.

"Well Babe! Don't forget …" Oh I'm taken and possessed when she says these familiar words, again and again. "You're mine!" And then follows with a kiss so familiar, but so unlike Brittany.

A kiss on display of us being for the girls-team. Having grabbed my arse so he could clearly see, and then she slaps it!

My lady walls delight, expecting action.

As she pulls off and we look to him, he's clearly blushed, flushed and someone else is at attention. He certainly has one delightful smile, with teeth that should be cleaned more often.

"Come on Babe!"

Come on, is she serious? I let her hold my hand and pull me along. When we get to the corner, she stops us, pulls the back of my hand discreetly leaning against her pubic bone, kissing me roughly once more.

I can't help but slightly moan a question of "What is going on?" She circles the inside palm of my hand.

"Babe! You get me jealous showing your body off as you do. And …" Changing our joined hands to against me, her pinky making me jump. "And I'm even more turned on, because you do as I say."

Kisses more, and I just want her and I to dance around and fall into her bed. And enjoy, oh so wonderfully enjoy one another.

~ o ~

"Love me, love me, sayyyy that you love me…" I sing just for him to hear, he dances me around the floor, step here, swing, step there, swing. " Leave me, leave me, don't leave meee."

He isn't too bad a dancer and I'm looking so bad ass in this gown. Long flowing apricot number, my high heels just peeking out every now and again.

The music stops and he stops us, his hand on my waist moves quickly to the small of my back and he pulls me in for a rough embrace.

His throbbing member pushing in to my receptive nerves, enjoying such passion and heat exchange through his black dance pants and nearly setting alight the material of my gown. I lean in to the feel, greeting the conversation of "Well, hello there!"

The straps on my shoulders are just barely visible but he finds them with his teeth and plays at lifting one and dragging it down. It's not wanky at all, the way he nibbles my shoulder and deeply inhales up to behind my ear. I involuntarily melt into his lips.

"You left so quickly the other night."

"I, …"

"Don't talk." A bite on my neck, oh dear God, please don't leave any marks?

As if he hears me, "I won't, … I won't leave marks, but every time…" Don't stop, please? Keep talking, keep nibbling, God please? "you misbehave or don't obey, …." I stupidly try to push him, it was a third eye connected to my Latina stomach action. "Like that!" He hitches me in and moves an arm to behind my back, pushing himself in further, pulling me in deeper.

I'm thankful I wore my hair down, he inhales deeply through it, my eyes shut to absorb and concentrate on his warm breath. "Can, …?"

"No!" Said definitely but delicate and softly. The bodice of this gown has Swarovski crystals that scratch at his material, I wonder if we can be any closer without the need of protection?

How long can he hold me all over, press into me with the vertical rolling of a huge sea wave?

I can't bear any more pain, damn him. "My arm!" He instantly relaxes, humming an apology.

A hummed apology at the join of my neck and shoulder. A tongued conversation along my clavicle to under arm. My mind throws to Brittany, "Oh sweet lady kisses!"

The next song begins.

~ o ~

"So I was thinking that there is a position at the bakery on the corner, that you should apply for a job at." Can Berry talk any faster? Honestly? She's been rabbiting on now for about an hour.

I enjoy all my lady moments with Danni, she doesn't chatter away like Berry does, she just gets to the point.

"And Blaine was saying that the owner is really easy going. They make cronuts too, so make sure you don't eat too many of them, or you'll end up with a tum tum like Blaine. And then Kurt was saying …"

I let her chatter away, nodding where I needed to. Smiling, remembering how she chatted so quickly at McKinley and imagining what she would have been like as a child.

A child in ballet classes, hand on a hip, and the other hand pointing to her fellow dancers. Ballet costume sitting just so right, skirt flayed up and pink pointe where they should be.

I come back to now with a thud! "So, what do you think?" She's sitting along side me, having put a cuppa in front of me, big smile on her goofy but f….g gorgeous face, ugh!

I stand up gruffly, push my chair back and do what I always do. I step quickly to my jacket, look back at her with questioning of my sanity, and walk out.

Shutting myself in the elevator, I look deeply at my reflection. In among the hand smears from previous occupants, lovers, I look into my deep brown eyes. Which naturally travel south to admiring my own unnnggable bod!

She's unravelling me, and I refuse to have an unravelling to Berry.

~ o ~

Having put my new apron on, I stand at the new cash register. It looks so different to the one at the diner.

The smell of fresh buns coming out of the oven has me turn around quickly. A little too quickly.

I turn around and stumble, into my new lady boss who keeps standing too close to me. "Hi Santana, they smell delightful don't they?"

She raises her posture, leans to me and tucks some strands of my hair behind my ear. Oh Heaven, that's how that feels, absolute pure Heaven.

As if I were her protégé, she tidies up my collar, my bodice, {which I notice a little too intimate at the sides, but hey I'm not stopping her} and hat, eventually she stops and just smiles at me, with a hand on either of my shoulders.

The fingers alongside my flesh, rub oh so delicately as she smiles while clearly looking at my lips, which naturally smile right back.

Ah yes, I'm going to love this new job!