Lisa nodded. Although she felt a twinge of jealousy toward Kimberly, she was also anxious to gloat in front of the other women.
After all, she doubted any of them had ever slept with Taryn. "What are you three up to this morning?" she asked, taking a seat beside Taylor.
"Oh, we were just wondering the same thing about you," Laurie replied. Her eyes were twinkling with mischief.
A big grin spread across Lisa's face. Suddenly, her all too solemn eyes were sparkling in the early afternoon sun. Feigning a yawn, she shrugged. "Not much," she replied. "Taryn wanted to meet with me so we went to the cabin. You know about the cabin, don't you," she added. In her heart, she was fervently hoping they did not.
"I didn't know there was a cabin on the estate," Taylor said, an honest expression of surprise on her face. "Did you know?" she asked, turning to Laurie and Susan.
The two women smiled knowingly. "The cabin is Taryn's special place," Susan explained. "I've heard it's her love nest. Of course, we wouldn't know anything about that. Would we, Laurie?"
"Oh, no," Laurie replied, getting into the game. "Although I've also heard it's where she takes women when they need to be punished. Is that why you were there this morning, Lisa?" she asked.
Lisa's face reddened. "No!" she exclaimed, looking askance at the two women. "I suppose I shouldn't say anything, but with this sort of rumor, I'd better set you straight." She paused, took a deep breath and sighed dreamily.
Lisa's dramatic pose was so humorous that Laurie and Susan struggled to stifle their giggles. Clueless as to what was going on, Taylor looked truly perplexed. What were they talking about?
"Humph! If you must know, we're lovers," Lisa proudly proclaimed.
Laurie and Susan burst out laughing. "Oh, Lisa, you are hopeless,"
Laurie told her. "Taryn has fucked just about every woman who works here. She's probably stolen more cherries in that cabin than George Washington ever saw in a lifetime!"
Susan turned to Taylor, knowing that she had a huge crush on Taryn. "Your time will come," she reassured her. "Taryn has her own ways of choosing when and how she will take a woman. But trust me, she will take you." She fixed her gaze on Lisa. "Taryn always gets her way with women."
Lisa stood, an incredulous expression on her face. "I know that!"
she insisted. "For heaven's sake, I didn't say we were lovers for life!
Must you turn everything I say around?"
Susan sighed. "Lisa," she whispered, placing her hand over Lisa's trembling fingers. "You'll be lucky if Taryn ever holds your hand again, let alone fuck you. Once, twice at the most! Taryn likes virgins. You are so naive. I should think you'd know this by now."
Taylor gulped. She felt vaguely sorry for Lisa. Yet, she also felt a wonderful tingle of excitement between her legs. To think of Taryn being the one to deflower her! She shivered in anticipation, mindless of the hurt in Lisa's dark eyes.
Her gaze cast to the floor, Lisa skulked toward the offices down the hallway from the dining room. She wiped tears from her eyes, then set her shoulders back and held her head high. "They'll pay for this,"
she muttered to herself. Lisa was not the meek little mouse everyone thought her to be. She'd show them! Unlocking her office, she slipped inside and slammed the door shut behind her.
After seeing to it that Lisa was safely deposited in the dining room, Taryn had proceeded to the guest wing at Morgan Estates. She smiled as she looked in on their sleepy new guest.
Kimberly opened her eyes when she heard the door close behind Taryn. "Oh, goodness," she said, rising up on the bed. She looked about the room. "How did I get here?" she asked. "The last thing I remember is taking a warm bath and … I guess I don't remember much from there." Certain she must have drunk herself silly, she asked,
"Did I drink so much that I made an absolute fool of myself?"
Taryn was touched by the worried expression on Kimberly's face.
Smiling as she walked across the room, she sat down on the bed beside her. "No, silly," she reassured her. "You were so tired from your busy day, you fell asleep," she explained, squeezing Kimberly's hand affectionately. "You've obviously been working too hard. Don't you ever take a vacation?"
At a complete loss with her circumstances as well as her surroundings, Kimberly felt her heart pounding against her chest.
"When I can," she replied, wondering what, if anything, to infer from Taryn's comment. "With the promotion and all, I've been very busy," she added by way of explanation.
Taryn smiled and smoothed Kimberly's hair from around her face.
When Kimberly closed her eyes, Taryn's gaze wondered over her body. Her legs were slender, yet strong. She wondered how they would feel fixed about her waist, hanging on to her while she thrust her cock deeply inside of her. She gazed at Kimberly's breasts, rising and falling in time with her breathing. The soft curves rounded upward to her nipples. The tips were turned slightly outward, accessible to Taryn who longed to suckle her.
She imagined Kimberly's full breasts inside a leather corset, the nipples peeking through tiny openings. She imagined herself fastening a nipple clamp on each one, the pincers so tightly coiled there was no leverage. She could not be gentle, could not give in to those expressive green eyes that tugged at her heart in a discomforting sort of way. She drew a deep breath. No one laid claim to Taryn's heart. This was all the more reason for her to want this woman. Yes, she would take her and then she would push her away, reject her as she had so many before her. Kimberly was a threat to be removed.
Taryn licked her mouth hungrily as she eyed her newest prey.
Kimberly's eyes were not completely closed. She peered at her through the slit in her eyes, the opening imperceptible to the object of her scrutiny. She wondered what Taryn was thinking. She seemed to be examining her and Kimberly found it disconcerting. Yet, she did not want to stop her. The moments seemed to drag as she struggled to control her breathing. She felt an unexplainable excitement stirring between her legs. When she could bear it no longer, Kimberly opened her eyes. Nervously, she brushed her fingers through her hair, tousling the strands where Taryn had touched her. "I must look a mess," she said.
Taryn returned Kimberly's steady gaze, wondering if it was excitement or fear that caused her eyes to burn with such intensity.
Her own eyes were so full and swollen with passion, she could barely see Kimberly's face. She felt the heat of her desire merging with the heat of the voluptuous woman lying beside her. She drew a sharp breath, the warmth rushing through her and blazing into a fire between her legs. Her panties were damp with excitement. How she longed to grind her wet pussy against Kimberly's face, to torture her into one interminably long hour of cunt lapping. Oh, what she wouldn't give to fill her mouth with her hot juices, to smother her with her desire! She gasped, her chest constricting and her mouth dropping open. Her body was hungry for air, needing to replenish what her body devoured as she struggled with the need inside of her.
Kimberly was mesmerized, her mind weaving a fantasy all its own.
She leaned closer to the beautiful woman sitting next to her. The air about Taryn intoxicated her senses and the liquid warmth of her soft brown eyes drew her unbearably closer. Something told her to pull away, but she could not. Her lips parted and she started to speak, but her voice froze in her throat. She felt Taryn touching her face, caressing her in the most gentle and tender way. Was this the same woman she saw whipping Jill last night?
"Don't be afraid," Taryn whispered. She breathed in the scent of the beautiful woman sitting beside her. All thoughts of Lisa and their rabid morning intercourse faded into a memory that she knew she'd very likely forget. Oh, the ache between her legs was so strong!
Trying to temper her passion, she leaned forward and brushed her lips against Kimberly's. The softness and warmth filled her with a longing unlike any she'd known for a very long time.