This is chapter two of a previous story and although this one could stand alone, it helps to have read the first one.
Enjoy xo
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Kelly had another six hours of her shift as an ER nurse to get through after her encounter with Pina. Thankfully it was a busy Friday night of car accidents and alcohol poisonings. By the time Kelly got home, showered and had a glass of wine it was 1 am. Sleep came easily to her.
Saturday and Kelly woke up late, sipping a warm mug of hazelnut coffee wearing an oversized t-shirt and light shorts. Her laptop beside her on the bed, she browsed the newspaper, updated her status on facebook and tried not to think about Pina and Friday afternoon.
Slipping into her favourite lululemon pants and t, Kelly cranked the treadmill up to 7 and did not let up until 5 miles had clicked over on the counter. Her hair was drenched from the effort; running was the one of the last places she could escape. 10 minutes of cool down and finishing off her second bottle of water, Kelly towelled the sweat from her brow and made her way to the shower where she luxuriated in the strong, hot spray.
Every so often Kelly would have a Saturday off of work and would take her time over breakfast, concocting an egg white and cheese omelette including whatever veggies happened to be around but today she feasted on pancakes and turkey bacon. The last time she visited her cousin in Toronto she picked up a litre of real Canadian Maple syrup which topped off the large meal.
Kelly could not stop herself from thinking about Pina. Her mind wandered there and she tried pushing back but as she cleaned up the kitchen and putting dishes in the dishwasher, nothing could stop her from replaying the scene in her mind as if she was watching from the doorway, observing what the two women were doing to each other.
Pouring a large glass of water, Kelly made her way to the little sunroom she had in the back, slumping into her favourite chair for sitting and pondering. It was then she allowed herself to finally go through it, to live it again and try to make sense of the events although, Kelly started cautiously as the one thing she was worried about confronting herself with, she left for later.
Kelly began by going over the meeting step by step, the reason it was called, the list. How did Pina get the list of websites she had been to? Kelly knew for fact no one had been reprimanded yet for using the internet at work. She firmly believed the sites she went to were not that bad, at least not bad enough to get fired over. It was here Kelly started to accept that Pina used the policy to get Kelly into her office and agree to the sex. "Oh god, I can't go there yet. What else... what else?" she said, grasping for something; anything else to think about.
Kelly then thought about the wipes on the desk and how Pina planned to put Kelly in that position, to force her. "When have I met her before?" Kelly pondered. She then started to wonder how she knew about Literotica. The dating websites are easy to figure out as my picture is there but Literotica? Pina would know that I visited the site but she referred to a specific story "OH," Kelly said out loud as she got up and went to the bedroom to look at her laptop. She logged into her Literotica account and looked at her profile. When she set the account up four years ago she had uploaded a picture of the tattoo that is on her left shoulder blade!
Kelly's tattoo wasn't just any dolphin or skull but a Cupid firing a hypodermic needle. Kelly got it when she graduated University with her Nursing degree so Cupid's arrow was replaced with a needle and had a stethoscope around his neck! "Damn," she said to the empty room, "Fuck, fuck, fuck." Kelly had to admit to herself now that Pina knew everything. The tears stung her eyes and fell from her cheeks, staining her pillow case as she curled up under the blankets, hugging a pillow, allowing herself to feel the sting of what had happened.
Waking up several hours later, it was late afternoon and the sun was setting. To try and escape thinking anymore about Pina, Kelly put a thick steak on the BBQ, grilled some veggies and poured herself a large glass of Shiraz. Setting her laptop at the kitchen table, she would lose herself in writing a story. Stereo turned up loud with her favourite smooth jazz station, it was an escape she had not been too in over six months!
2 am and Kelly could hardly make out the screen of her laptop. She could hardly remember what she had written but knew instinctively the 30 pages of typing were worth the ache she felt in her back and fingers. Hitting the save button, she fell into bed.
Sunday morning and Kelly was woken by the sun pouring in the window. She felt refreshed and somehow lighter as if some load had been lifted the day before. Starting the coffee maker, she sat down to read what had been typed the night before. The coffee maker gurgled out the last few drops of water into the filter as she reached the last page and realized what she wrote was one very long entry that belonged in a journal! She poured everything out in one long stream of unintelligible thoughts, feelings, hurt, happiness, guilt and pleasure. Kelly knew enough about journaling to hit the delete key and be sure she would never read it again.
Kelly was ready; finally, to think about what happened with Pina. The sex, the forcing, the parts that troubled her most. Kelly also wanted to figure out what next? She felt very opposing thoughts as being used that way was very hurtful but she had to admit that on her knees in front of that woman, licking her clit and tasting her had excited Kelly. She hated Pina for using such a trivial thing as internet usage to force her to pleasure Pina but then she had to admit, the forcing was also pleasurable somehow. Submitting to a dominate woman who is physically smaller in every way was at odds with Kelly's sensibilities. Kelly was feeling that giving the woman an orgasm, trying something that she had only read about and had struggled to write about was satisfying somehow. Kelly now knew the taste and feel of the pleasure she could give a woman.
