Evening everyone :) Here is the next instalment! It might take me a little longer to update next time as I currently have three ideas of how to proceed and at the moment I cannot decide between them! However I will attempt to make up my mind this week and then I can get a wriggle on!

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This chapter also deserves the M rating you have been warned ;)

Frank turned sharply into the cobbled street not taking his foot of the accelerator as he shot down the uneven road on his way to the factory. He snarled as he only just noticed Simon and Peter were playing football in the street in time and he slammed his brakes on beeping furiously as he did. Not stopping to speak to Peter who was angrily gesturing at him and yelling at him to slow down he sped off again desperate for the peace and quiet the factory office would provide him, He needed the respite before he went to his mothers for dinner. Pulling up into his parking space he sighed angrily and slammed his hands down moodily on his steering wheel he was tired, hungover and in a foul mood if he turned up to his mothers like this no doubt he would get the third degree and he had no intention of explaining just why he was in such a terrible mood.

The stag do had started off well meeting with his old friends had been pleasant they had all met at a pub that was local to where he had grown up it had been a familiar haunt in his youth and they had drank and played pool just as they had when they had been young teens. But this time instead of him being the man in charge telling the jokes and being the most respected by his peers once the alcohol had been flowing for a couple of hours his friends turned on him as the object of their attention. For the rest of the weekend he had endured listening to their constant barbs about his split from Carla how he hadn't even made it down the alter, how she must have really despised him to drag him through the courts on a bogus rape claim and the one that rankled him the most how they knew it would never have lasted anyway because they had always known Carla was way out of his league. He had laughed hollowly and played along but inside he was furious his pride had taken a battering and being the butt of other people's jokes was something he despised and detested. It reminded him of being a scared young boy in junior school when the other boys picked on him because he was the smallest and wasn't good at sports like them. His dad had taught him to fight back and ever since he had always made sure he was the leader of the pack by outsmarting his enemies nobody was going to make him feel that awful sense of inadequacy ever again. The last person who did that to him had been taught a lesson one that she would remember for a very long time.

Thinking of his dad a remorseful ache built in his stomach he regretted not spending more time at his parents, spending more time with his dad. As much as he was a hard man to please, strict and unwavering Frank missed him and he would, if given the chance, turn back the clock to have one last chat and a whiskey while sat in his study. Since his dad's death his relationship with his mother had faltered Frank resented her mollycoddling and Anne wanted nothing more than for him to move on find a nice new wife and settle down. His need and longing for Carla was driving a wedge between them and he was cross that his mother wasn't more firmly supporting him. If Carla was what he desired he expected his mother to support him, her only child, in any way she could not trying to dampen his enthusiasm and turning her nose up at any mention of Carla.

Frank got out of his car and unlocked the factory doors taking a deep breath he entered the office and settled himself at his desk in the corner relaxing back into the worn leather of his chair involuntarily his eyes were drawn to Carla's desk. his mind conjured images of happier times when he would drape his arm around Carla's shoulders winding his hand in her luscious dark locks while they laughed and joked while booking a last minute weekend break, or when they were planning each part of their wedding looking at venues and luxurious honeymoon destinations. His heart clenched as the memories burnt fiercely behind his eyes and he opened his desk drawer blindly grasping at the whiskey bottle he kept there. Taking a large gulp of the amber liquid he relished the burn that followed and he rubbed his eyes in frustration. Was it so much to ask? All he wanted was to keep the woman he loved, the woman he idolised. The rape was a moment of madness he wanted to stop her from leaving, wanted to consume her so that Carla would realise all she needed was him. She had also committed the cardinal scene of trying to brush him to one side as if he meant nothing and that he needed to punish. The emotions within him that night had been so conflicted he had acted on total impulse something he found himself at times regretting. Since that night his power games had been to reiterate his point, teach Carla that she couldn't embarrass him without consequence. At first he had felt empowered but now he just felt hollow and empty he wanted Carla back he wanted to feel happy again.

All his life consisted of was thoughts of Carla, the factory, more thoughts of Carla and the occasional date with Sally which now that he was back in the factory he was cooling things off. Sally was no longer of any use to him anymore and he had never had any form of feelings for her except irritation. He knew Sally found him attractive she had tried to initiate more than just a chase kiss on a few occasions but he wasn't interested it wasn't just his brain that wanted Carla it was his body too. Too many nights his mind had tortured him with the memories of their nights together in his bed naked tangled together both of them in the throes of passionate love making. So immersed in the memories he would still be able to remember the feel of her naked skin against his own the way her body had tightened around him as she climaxed and the way her heat drew him in as he shouted his own release. The torture didn't end their he would become hot and hard desperate for release and he would touch himself desperately thinking of her as he came but it would still leave him deeply unsatisfied and longing to have her once more. He was like an addict and Carla was his drug he was only happy when he was experiencing the high of Carla being his.

Draining the last of the whiskey he felt determination build again he was going to be happy again no matter what it took he was going to get Carla back into his life, back into his arms and he wasn't going to allow anybody to stand in his way.

Michelle woke up blinking a couple of times slowly becoming aware of her surroundings blearily she looked around judging from the pale light illuminating the room she guessed that it was still early morning and she smiled when she realised it was Saturday. Snuggling down into the covers determined to have a Saturday morning snooze she frowned slightly when she realised she couldn't move turning her head her face split into an easy smile when her eyes took in the sight of her lover fast asleep her body wrapped around her own the light reflecting of her naturally bronzed skin. Michelle turned slowly so as not to wake Carla and she let herself drink in the sight of her lovers naked flesh greedily it brought back memories of the night before and Michelle blushed slightly at the images. Just as she had always suspected Carla was fantastic in bed being pleasured by those long slender fingers had been heaven and Michelle could honestly had on heart state that she had never felt the level of ecstasy she felt last night with Carla. As her mind wandered she felt her body become hot and aroused at the memory it was obvious to Michelle then that her desire had been awoken last night and it definitely wasn't ready to settle back down anytime soon.

Fighting against the urge to wake Carla she settled for gently tracing patterns across her shoulders feeling every inch of skin she could reach as her hand traced downwards and she reached the small of her back Carla's brow furrowed and she began to stir. Michelle watched as Carla raised her head slowly and the look of confusion that had appeared across her face disappeared when she blinked and locked eyes with Michelle.

"Mornin' love" Carla smiled shyly and Michelle's heart swelled with affection.

"Morning darlin' you sleep well?"

Carla propped herself up on her hand "Best night's sleep I've had in ages"

"Me too you wore me out babe" Carla's face creased with worry and Michelle shook her head gently "Not in bad way I meant the fact you made me orgasm harder than I have ever done in all my life" Carla blushed red and Michelle giggled then smirked, coy Carla was sexy as hell.

"So it was alright then?"

Michelle's mouth practically fell open at Carla's question how could Carla have any doubt that she found the experience anything other than mind blowing "How about I return the favour and then you can tell me whether it was "alright"?"

Carla's eyes widened and Michelle continued to smirk slowly as she brought her hand up to Carla's neck entangling her fingers in Carla's dark silky locks she brought their lips together in a searing kiss. Running her tongue along her lovers lip she revelled in the breathy moan that Carla released as their tongues began to duel Michelle's unrelenting as this time she exerted her own dominance. With their lips still locked together Michelle sat up so that she could push the duvet downwards exposing Carla's naked body. Pulling away she allowed her eyes to roam drinking in the sight of Carla's perfect form last night she had been distracted today she was determined to capture the image of her naked lover in all her glory. As she stared she noticed Carla blush slightly and as the red flush crept over her skin Michelle felt her own core become hot with desire.

"So gorgeous" Michelle frowned as Carla laughed sarcastically and she quickly took Carla's hand into her own and brought it to her centre "Don't laugh you are the most gorgeous sexy thing on this planet feel what you do to me" as she said the words she allowed Carla to feel the dampness that had formed and she cursed as a lone finger trailed along her slit.

"See?"

Carla nodded a look of pure lust on her face and Michelle felt a surge of triumph and pulled Carla's hand away from her this morning wasn't about her she was determined to make Carla feel as good as she had last night. Michelle went back to kissing Carla with renewed heat as she did she was wondering how best to proceed she knew Carla would probably still be feeling hesitant about the intimacy of sex after what she had endured by Frank and Michelle didn't want to make Carla feel on edge or uncomfortable. This needed to be gentle and loving not just a quick rough fuck that could come later when Carla was completely at ease she just needed to get over this final hurdle of her recovery and just as those words popped into her head Michelle had an idea. Pulling her lips from Carla she began to trail kisses down her lover's neck and chest repeating Carla's actions from the night before. Reaching her luscious pert breasts Michelle brought her thigh gently between Carla's legs and pressed up against her centre feeling a heady thrill when she felt Carla's wetness instantly coat her thigh.

"Hmm 'Chelle that feels good"

Carla moaned breathlessly and Michelle continued licking and sucking on Carla's velvet skin while allowing her fingers to gently pull at her nipples loving how the action caused Carla to gasp and her body grind down. Michelle couldn't help but respond by flexing her thigh muscle, revelling in feeling Carla's hot flesh against her bare skin. Michelle slowly began to inch her body downwards still caressing with her hands but letting her tongue trail down towards the destination she had planned for. Dipping her tongue into Carla's belly button caused her lover to buck and Michelle to giggle.

"Ticklish love?"

Seeing Carla's faint scowl and nod Michelle laughed and continued downwards as she reached her lovers mound she pulled back and moved lower so that she could nip and kiss at the soft skin of Carla's inner thighs. She continued like this occasionally coming as close to Carla's centre as she could before she would pull back and begin kissing her thigh once more she wanted Carla to be absolutely ready. So she knew that she was Michelle was going to wait until she begged for release, She didn't have to wait long.

"Chelle darlin' please ... I need ... I"

"I know what you need Car'"

Michelle sat up and pressed a loving kiss to Carla's lips she moved her hand to caress her centre but she paused as Carla flinched slightly.

"Are you sure you want this Carla?"

Carla's eyes were wide with lust but with a hint of uncertainty which made Michelle's heart ache.

"Yeah just ..." Carla bit her lip worriedly and Michelle cupped her cheek lovingly and rested her forehead to Carla's.

"I won't hurt you it's going to be fine I promise"

Michelle looked deep into her eyes letting Carla see the honesty that she hoped she was showing and she smiled reassuringly when the remaining worry left Carla's eyes. Taking this as the sign to continue Michelle kissed Carla quickly and cupped her hot centre again gently she flicked her thumb over Carla's hardened clit causing Carla to hiss in satisfaction and her head rolled back pushing firmly into the pillow.

Smiling coyly Michelle moved downwards and brought herself so she was in eye line with Carla's hot wet core ignoring Carla's wide eyed expression Michelle leant forwards and placed her tongue on Carla's clit pressing down firmly causing her lover to let out a guttural groan. Michelle continued to caress Carla with her tongue and she wrapped her arms around Carla's thighs to anchor her to the bed as her hips started to buck at the pleasure. Gaining confidence as Carla wrapped a hand into her hair and held her firmly to her Michelle ran her tongue from the bottom of her opening back up to her clit revelling in the taste of Carla's arousal it was addictive and she wanted more. Carla was incredibly responsive she bucked and moaned the hand in Michelle's hair tightening so that for Michelle it was almost painful.

"Fuck ... Chelle ... yes!"

Michelle responded to Carla's breathy pants by swirling her tongue around Carla's clit before thrusting her tongue as deep into Carla's hot core as she could. Carla swore loudly causing Michelle to look up she could just see from her position Carla's flushed face eyes closed with her lip caught between her teeth and for a moment all she could do was stare. In that moment she knew just how lucky she was to be in bed with Carla Connor, her lover, was a siren so unbelievably sexy that Michelle couldn't even think of a word that was good enough to describe her erotic beauty.

The sensation of Carla's inner muscles contracting round her tongue brought her mind back to the task in hand and she eagerly continued to thrust over and over until she felt Carla's body began to strain upwards desperately trying to find release. Knowing her lover was close Michelle changed back to firm strokes over and over across Carla's clit swirling over the tip of the hot bud erratically as Carla's grip tightened into her hair and forced her head more firmly between the apexes of her thighs.

"'Chelle ... Close ... So close"

Michelle brought her lips over Carla's clit and sucked hard while still grinding down with her tongue never easing on the pressure. the reaction was instant Carla's body stiffened and she arched high off the bed crying out as her orgasm hit and Michelle felt her chin become soaked with the evidence the same time that her own body let out a rush of wetness from the sight and sounds of Carla. Carla's body fell heavily back down onto the bed her breaths coming in short pants her legs trembling and Michelle took a moment to catch her own breath as she lay her head gently on Carla's thigh allowing her body to calm and her breathing return to normal.

"Chelle?"

Michelle raised herself up and went to lie beside Carla but before she could lie down Carla wrapped her arms around her shoulders and pulled her into her body where she buried her head into the crook of Michelle's neck.

"You ok love?"

Michelle pressed a tender kiss to Carla's temple and waited for a response she could hear Carla snuffling slightly and Michelle began to worry. Michelle tried to pull back so that she could look at Carla properly but Carla tightened her grip not letting Michelle pull away.

"Car'? Babe? Please look at me"

Slowly Carla loosened her hold and allowed Michelle to raise her chin so that she could look into Carla's gorgeous soulful eyes, eyes that were currently full of emotions and Michelle couldn't tell which was most prominent.

"What's the matter? Have I upset you?"

Michelle's voice wavered and she was relieved when Carla shook her head forcefully.

"No! God no. It's just I love you so much Chelle so much I don't know what I would do if I lost you" Carla's eyes brimmed with tears "I never thought I would ever feel like that with anybody ever again after that monster did what he did to me. But with you I just feel alive again, loved and safe and I'm just a bit overwhelmed an -"

Michelle cut off Carla's rambling by pressing her lips to Carla's and she smiled "I'm not going anywhere I love you too"

Carla nodded slightly her eyes still betraying fear and Michelle pulled her close as Carla snuggled back into Michelle's side.

"Me and you are for keeps we've known each other 20 years nothing will make me leave you now. I don't think I've ever been so happy" sighing contently Michelle smiled as she replayed Carla's rambled words in her head and she nudged Carla trying to lighten the situation.

"So I'm guessing you enjoyed yourself the amount of praise you're heaping on me. Who would think queen bitch Carla Connor would be such a softie"

Carla responded by burying her head and groaning and Michelle laughed loudly "Tell anyone and I'm never saying a nice word again"

"I'm only joking darlin' I love that I get to see that side to you" they lay in comfortable silence for a while until Michelle felt Carla beginning to fidget "Shall we go and do some shopping love we can hit the Arndale centre if you fancy it?"

"Oh Chelle you really are a woman after my own heart" Carla smiled and poked Michelle's nose playfully.

"Hmm I just want to be spoilt rotten by other half. You bring in the money darlin my perfect high earner I expect to be kept in a life of luxury don't you know"

"Oh so I'm the man in this relationship am I? Well I shall expect all my meals cooked and my house to be cleaned my little house wife"

They both looked at one another then burst out laughing "Right go and get in the shower otherwise there won't be enough time for you to buy me a single item"

Carla smiled and got up quickly giggling when Michelle leant over and slapped her on her arse playfully.

"Carla?"

Michelle smiled gently as Carla popped her head back around the bedroom door.

"Yeah?"

"I love you"

"I love you too"

"I won't tell you again pack it in I'm driving!"

Carla smirked as Michelle turned to look out of the car window pouting as she did. After the third time of Michelle sliding her hand along the inside of Carla's thigh starting at her knee and gradually inching upwards almost causing her to drive into the back of someone Carla was beginning to lose some of her patience. Their afternoon had been fantastic they had gone round the shops in the Arndale Centre at least twice and they had both had a right giggle pouring over all the ridiculously expensive things in Selfridges. As much as Michelle had joked that morning she hadn't allowed Carla to buy her as much as a coffee even though Carla had made several attempts in many shops to try and sneak purchases to the till for her other half. "I was joking before you know I don't need you to buy my affection" had been Michelle's response when she had stopped Carla heading to the till for the third time.

Carla had managed to slope off and buy one thing, while Michelle had been getting dressed in Topshop's changing room, and she smiled when she slipped her hand into her jacket pocket and felt the long thin jewellery box inside. It was just a simple silver droplet pendent with one diamond shining predominantly in the centre but Carla had seen the way Michelle looked at it and she knew she just had to buy it for her. Carla was startled from her thoughts by a warm gentle hand coming to rest on her thigh and she looked sideways at Michelle.

"You're not going to cause me to nearly crash again are you?"

Laughing Michelle tried her best to put on a shocked face "Me I would never do a thing like that"

Carla raised her eyebrows "Well I can't help that your just so sexy that I can't keep my hands off you is it?"

Blushing Carla shook her head laughing gently throughout the afternoon Michelle had at every opportunity found a way of touching or caressing her in some way and though initially she did worry that someone would see after a while she found didn't care. It felt wonderful to be doted on in such a way and seeing Michelle so carefree and flirty was a pure relief to Carla after the hellish time they had both recently endured.

"It's your fault you know"

"What is?"

"The fact that I can't keep my hands off you. It's like you've opened Pandora's box now I know what you look like naked it's all I can picture whenever I look at you and it's turning me on like crazy"

Carla felt her face burn and her body become hot at Michelle's honest words turning to look at her lover seeing her looking back at her coyly made her just want to crash her lips to hers and go at it like a pair of teenagers on the passenger seat. Realising though that idea may not be wise in the middle of a busy Manchester road Carla settled for placing her own hand over Michelle's and squeezing it tightly.

"You must be mental or blind I'm not quite sure which"

"I was both for twenty years, should have snapped you up the minute our Paul brought you home would have saved us both a lot of heartache and given us years of mind blowing orgasms"

Carla's chest tightened with emotion at Michelle's words although they were said offhand she could see the seriousness in Michelle's eyes. Not wanting to become too fixated on the past Carla giggled watching as Michelle laughed along with her and they continued on their way in comfortable silence. As they neared Coronation Street Michelle turned the radio down and turned towards Carla.

"Can we stop at the factory on the way home?"

"Err why?"

"I just need to do something I won't be too long I promise" Carla sighed

"Ok then well I'll come and sit with you, make a coffee, check my emails that give you enough time?"

Michelle smiled "Plenty".

"Right I'll meet you in the office I'm just nipping to the ladies"

Michelle nodded in response and Carla watched as she headed into the office switching on the lights and closing the blinds. Carla blindly made her way to the toilets and quickly flicked on the light switch the room instantly being bathed in the harsh artificial light. Dumping her bag onto the counter Carla looked hard at her reflection in the mirror taking in every detail Carla smiled at what she saw, she looked so much better and it was all from her love of Michelle. No longer was her skin tinged grey or her eyes rimmed with dark bags from the stress and lack of sleep now she had a natural healthy glow and the most noticeable difference and the one that meant the most to Carla was that her eyes had finally got their sparkle back. Still smiling Carla quickly reapplied her mascara hoping that Michelle wouldn't be long with whatever it is she needed to do. Carla couldn't think of anything that was so important that it couldn't have waited for her tomorrow but deciding not to dwell Carla made her way to the office grumbling as she struggled with the zip on her handbag. Preoccupied with her bag Carla didn't look up until she had closed the office door behind her and her bag successfully closed she exclaimed in triumph as she did her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open.

Michelle was perched on Carla's desk her silk blouse unbutton showing off a black and pink laced bra which accentuated her breasts magnificently, the top button of her jeans was open and the zip pulled down so that Carla could see her matching underwear just peeking through the dark fitted denim. Carla couldn't speak her mouth was dry all she could was let her eyes drink in the sight as red hot lust settled into her stomach and pooled between her thighs she was brought from her staring by Michelle's throaty chuckle.

"I've always had the fantasy that one day you would push me onto this desk and fuck me senseless. Now I know you would never have agreed to it with the machinists working just outside the door so I thought how about now when it's just you me and your desk"

Carla gulped audibly but still she didn't move she continued to stare until she noticed Michelle beginning to lose some of her confidence her body began to tense. Sensing Michelle was losing her nerve Carla forced her throbbing body to move forward and within three steps she had Michelle trapped between her own and the hard desk. Carla felt a rush of power run through her at being so in control and it further incensed her arousal.

"You had this fantasy often?"

Carla licked her lip as she spoke and pressed Michelle backwards so that she was no bearing down upon her.

"...Yes"

Michelle's answer was given in a whispered moan and Carla crashed her lips to hers making sure to bite down on her lower lip causing Michelle to let out a small yelp Carla ran her tongue gently over the bruised flesh as she kissed her and soon Michelle's tongue was battling with her own. Carla allowed her hands to roam as they kissed and she almost smiled when her hands came across Michelle's bra and she realised the clasp was on the front. Not pausing in her assault of Michelle's mouth Carla flicked the clasp open and immediately squeezed Michelle's nipples between her thumb and forefinger of each hand.

"Jesus Car'"

"You getting wet for me babe? Is it turning you on knowing you're going to be fucked by me across the boss's desk, my desk"

Michelle moaned in response her hips beginning to strain upwards Carla took this as an invitation and still tweaking Michelle's nipple with one set of fingers she pushed the others past Michelle's jeans and into her hot damp knickers tracing her sopping entrance as she did.

"So wet ... Such a fucking turn on"

Michelle whimpered while Carla kept slowly tracing up and down pushing against her entrance gently but not going any further she knew Michelle was beginning to lose patience her hips strained but Carla pushed her back so that she couldn't move even an inch.

"Please Carla please"

Michelle was practically sobbing and Carla decided enough was enough keeping control she plunged three fingers straight into Michelle's tight wet hole. The reaction was instant Michelle groaned and arched upwards her arms flailing eventually coming to wrap around Carla's shoulders as if to anchor her quivering form. Their foreheads were practically touching and Carla smirked evilly as she kept her fingers still. Michelle mewled like an angry cat and Carla almost laughed until Michelle bit down sharply on Carla's earlobe causing her to hiss in pain.

"Carla ... just ... just fucking do me!"

Carla responded with a growl and she pulled back then thrust forward curling her fingers sharply and began to pound keeping her forehead against her Michelle's determinedly trying to hold her stare.

"Fuck ... Yes ... Carla... Ohh"

Frank stalked angrily back up the factory steps he was fuming the trip to his mothers had done nothing to ease his already fractious temper. His mother had pushed and pushed and he had ended up snapping they had rowed horribly he had left his mother crying in the conservatory her last words ringing in his ears "You are somebody who I don't even recognise anymore where's my son gone". No matter how hard he tried he couldn't get his mothers words out of his head and he resigned himself to the fact that he wouldn't be going back to his house anytime soon on his own with just his thoughts for company he needed distraction.

Sighing frustrated he made his way through the front door and in his worked up state he didn't notice that the door was already unlocked. Deciding that a glass of whiskey was exactly what he needed he ran a hand over his head while thinking of the paperwork that he could sort through save himself and Carla time tomorrow. As he walked down to machines he slowed as his ears picked up the faint sounds of moaning plus the low undertones of someone's voice. Steadying himself Frank crept forward towards the office if the factory was being burgled he would catch the little bastards red handed in the mood he was in they wouldn't be getting off lightly.

Nearing the office Frank noticed that the light was one but the blinds still shut and he quietly approached the door and grasped the handle firmly. Slowly he brought down the handle then drawing himself to his full height Frank pushed the door open readying himself for a fight instead he almost fell backwards at the sight that greeted his eyes. Michelle was lying with her legs spread across Carla's desk her head thrown back in ecstasy one hand tangled in her hair the other fisting the front of Carla's blouse. The object of his desire was currently thrusting hard knuckle deep inside her best friend, her whole body pitching forward as she did, Michelle's moans of pleasure echoed inside the confined space and rang in his ears tauntingly. Red mist descended before Frank's eyes and he slammed the office door shut at the loud bang Michelle's eyes shot open and Carla's head whipped around her eyes widening in shock as her gaze locked with his own. The silence was thick with nerves nobody moved a muscle until finally Frank broke the silence.

"Now just what is going on here?!"