The Girls Club (4 page)

Minnie took her hand under the table.

“It’s alright you know. They told me you needed help. I’m going to help you. Come on”  and as God was her witness she was being led by the cuff yet again, this time to the kerb outside the building where Minnie hailed them a cab, a beer stuck up her jacket sleeve.

The beer had made her head swimmy.  This girl.  This Minnie.  The first step on a slippery slope.  What happened to love?  Values?  Morals?

I tell you when all that went…every time you got a funny look.  Every time you fancied a girl and never told her.  Every damn night you lay alone wondering if there was a person out there who could fill that fuckin’ hole you feel.  You’ve never done this before, let this girl show you.  You want to be a trainee forever?

The sight of Sarah Steiger’s door plaque rose in her mind.

No!!  I’m going to do this!

Fuckin’ good job too, if I’m not mistaken that’s her hand on your breast!

How could she not have noticed that happy crappy!  Fuck-in-hell!  Minnie was grinning like a loon and making circular motions on her pert nipple with her thumb.
 

Whatever she may look like to you that’s arousal you’re feeling.

Are you sure it isn’t just jet-lag?

And against her better judgement she groaned.  Minnie felt this through her bra and pressed harder.  Karen wondered just how in the blue fuck she had managed to end the day this way, in the back of a city cab having her tit abused by an office lackey.

Then she stopped thinking. 

They pulled up outside the apartment complex and Karen led Minnie to her room.  Minnie kept pawing at her all the way up in the lift.  It was better not to think too hard, thinking had always, a
lways,
got in the way of her happiness before.  She had never just had sex just for the simple pleasure of it.

There’s a first time for everything.

Oi!

What?

Just shut up.

No sooner had she shut the door and the girl was upon her, pinning her quite brutally to it.  She was wicked alright.  Where there was no thought, feelings had arrived to take their place instead, sensations, touches.  It didn’t matter that she had previously thought Minnie not to be her type.  She was here and the moment was now.

There was ferocious kissing and when she did let Karen up for air she started stripping her suit off.

Minnie smiled the whole time.  Relentlessly.  Had she chosen to think about what was going on she might have thought she looked a bit silly.

The Chain.  That’s all that matters.

She started to pull Minnie’s shirt out of her smart black pants and put both hands underneath to touch her breasts, Minnie laughed around the kiss they were still engaged in.  They stumble walked through to the bedroom.  Anything that was in the way got knocked over and bumped into.  Karen was living every porn fantasy she’d ever had and she wasn’t far off her climax, never before had she had such contact.

Minnie reached over and flicked the lamp on.  Karen watched her undo her shirt, smiling coyly at her all the while.  Karen pulled her shirt off over her head, buttons still done up, she kicked her shoes across the room and shucked her pants down.  It took about 15 seconds.

They looked at each other.  The plateau they portrayed could have been of feeding animals.  Karen prepared herself for what was about to come.  Minnie chewed her bottom lip in a cutesey-poo manner Karen ignored.  She knocked Minnie backwards and pinned her down.  Minnie was going to get the full force of her frustration.  Lucky for her!  Karen would get on the Chain.  Each of them had their own agendas.

Karen put her hand inside Minnie’s underwear and Minnie became a different person.  She wasn’t in charge any more.  Feeling her way carefully she stopped when she had two fingers against where she felt Minnie’s clitoris to be.  She started to make slow pressing gestures and Minnie squirmed beneath her, breath hitching, breasts heaving.

“OH GOD!” she was biting Karen’s neck, Karen didn’t feel a thing, she was kissing Minnie’s face, neck, ears.  It helped to think of this as a means to an end.  Curiously though, the more excited Minnie got, the more excited she found herself getting.

“Uh, UH, UH, UUUHHHHHHHHHH!” the girl arched beneath her, she persisted though and kept the pressure on, she ended up wishing she’d moved her head though.  Minnie’s screech nearly burst her eardrum.

All you had to do was fly half way round the world and get pissed to get laid.  If I’d have known sooner!

She didn’t know what came next.  Minnie was puffing away next to her ear. 

‘That’s the sound of the men, working on the chain gang…’ 
whistled through her mind.

Minnie put her arms around the back of Karen and unsnapped her bar, Karen took her hands out of Minnie’s pants and braced herself, she had no idea how she was going to react to this at all.  Doing it to someone had turned out easy enough, she had always relied on herself for such simple pleasures and knew what it took to get
her
rocks off.  How different could it be to do it to someone else she mused?  She’d been right.

OH shit, oh shit, ohshit, ohshit,shitshitshitSHITSHITSHIT!

Then the litany was gone. Swept away by brutal passion.  Minnie was kissing her and doing things to her she had never imagined possible.  She was gentle, she knew it was the first ever time for Karen.  She would make it as nice as she could.  That’s all she would ever do for her friends. 
Love your friends.
That was the credo.  She was sworn to live or die by it.

Karen couldn’t keep her arms straight, there was too much going on, sensory input jamming up all the gears.  Minnie pushed her over and slipped her panties all the way off.  There was a sensation of breeze then Minnie was on her again.  Warming her.  Giving her something she had never had before.  A warm and well meaning touch.  Pleasure.

Minnie studied Karen’s face carefully whilst she manipulated and teased.  This could make or break the Chain for her.  Anchor woman was a serious business.  Breaking in the newbies was divine!  And it had to be said that Karen’s touch hadn’t been all that bad for a first timer, not bad at all.

There were whimpering noises, exhausted and over taxed nerves were jangling that something new was on its way.  Karen had never considered herself excitable but as the mewling noises escaped her she realised that there really was no finer thing on earth.  It couldn’t be helped.  Couldn’t be stopped.  Then everything went white.  As she came Minnie took a breast in her mouth and began teasing the nipple.  Karen’s body became a thrumming wire, Minnie’s hand still pressed against her vulnerable lips and not letting up.

Her breath was laboured.  Blood pounded through all her awakened nerves.  Her wildest imaginings had never come close.

Ohhh, what if it had been Sarah?

Another moan escaped her.  She wasn’t sure what Minnie was doing but it felt very much like she was going to climax again.

Oh my fuckin God summats happening.  It’s not poss…

She was rendered insensible.  The second wave hit.  Karen went with it, powerless to stop, her nerves not fully recovered from the last orgasm were awake again and screaming!

It was Minnie’s turn to wince.

Things went quiet then.  She felt Minnie leave the bed and plod into the bathroom.  There was that feeling of breeze again and it was alright this time.  She needed something to cool her down.  Then footsteps coming back towards her.  A hand on her wrist.

“Come on. Lets get you all cleaned up”  For the last time that day she was being led.  She was put under the shower, Minnie hopped in and starting soaping her off.

“What?” she asked of Minnie’s smile.

“Pretty neat huh? And when you’re on the Chain we can do that whenever we like!”

Minnie soaped her shoulders, arms, breasts, neck.  Karen let her.  At any moment now she’d wake up with her hands down her pants.  Surely.

“Silly!” Minnie bopped the end of her nose with her sponge as if she’d heard the thought.

She leaned forward and kissed her through the bubbles.  Karen let her do that too, it seemed to be the day for being submissive.  Although the beer very likely had something to do with it.

“Does that mean I’m in?”

“Should do. I have to submit my report tomorrow but it should just be a formality”

Report???

“You were very good for a beginner” she intoned confidentially.

“Glad to hear it” Karen muttered.

“How many in this Chain then?” she tried to sound casual and not drunk in the slightest.

Minnie smiled, “YOU mean how many until you get to Sarah?”

“Yeah”  Karen smiled vastly.

“Check your PC when you get to work tomorrow and you’ll get the stats, it was at about 46 this morning but it can go up or down like stocks depending on whose doing what with whom”

Like ‘stocks’?  More like ‘people’ if what I saw this morning was anything  to go by.

And without pretence or forethought Karen took Minnie’s head in her hands and kissed her deeply. 

“Thank you”

Minnie smiled then, it was maybe the first genuinely warm smile Karen had seen her wear all day.

“You’re welcome Hun. Now lets gets dried off. I’ve got to get across town”

“You can stay here. I’m sure Rochelle won’t mind taking us both in tomorrow. I have summat you can wear”

And that decided it.  They slept like spoons.  For the first time ever Karen had shared her bed.  And whilst it wasn’t with her ideal woman, there was no denying the feeling of contentment she had inside.

The next morning there was a little beer fuzziness on both their parts.  Karen waited to feel guilt, shame, embarrassment.  She smiled to herself when her eyebrow confirmed this wasn’t going to be the case by remaining in stationary orbit above her eye.

Minnie hogged the bathroom and Karen dug into some boxes to find her a shirt to wear.  She was ironing it when Minnie came back out the bathroom and Karen suspected Minnie was having lascivious thoughts again.

Think of the Chain. 
Nope.  It was sex not loyalty at stake here and she was hungry for it.  As if the last ten years has been a desert and this girl represented an Oasis.  She would drink.

“Rochelle won’t be here for ages yet” she purred.

‘…all day long going, huh, ha…’

It was another first.  She started the day by making love to Minnie again, the shirt forgotten about on the ironing board.

Minnie perhaps knew she wouldn’t get another bite of this cherry so she let loose.  It was a wonder, but her beer headache receded entirely. 

After the mornings interlude of passion they were outside at the kerb waiting for Rochelle to come by.  Karen made a mental note about getting a car.  She would need one.  She had also never slept in one either.  So many things felt achievable here.

Get some distance on the past 24 hours events first!  Don’t you want to digest what’s going on.  It’s all happening so fast!

“Hey guys!” Rochelle cut across two lanes and hauled her car onto the kerb.

Minnie was grinning like the top of her head was fit to fall off.  Karen knew that this was the signal, ‘
yes Rochelle, we did it baby!’ 
But she wasn’t in the least bit bothered by it.  They’d both had a good time.  An awesome time in fact.  And there hadn’t been any ill feeling this morning about what she’d done.

Karen got in the front. Minnie sat in the back and started rooting through Rochelle’s bag for make-up.

“You guys OK?” She looked at Karen. 

Karen smiled back, “Yeah, pretty damn good”

Minnie was making  clattering noises with the various junk in Rochelle’s bag.

“So where do you come into it?” Karen asked Rochelle.

“Me?  I don’t, not any more. Shouldn‘t be long before you meet Sky though, she’s a lovely girl”

But Rochelle is a pretty girl, why wouldn’t she?

Minnie looked up at the mention of Sky’s name and for a second looked annoyed.

And just like that they were talking about the ‘Chain’ at the office.

“What d’ya say Minnie, she do good?”

Minnie looked back at her in the rear view mirror and the left side of her lips curled up.

“Oh yeah”

Karen felt a blush creeping up her neck, but it was a compliment when all was said and done.  She was on her way. 

Rochelle took back over when they got to the office.  Minnie’s mobile went off and she was deep in heated conversation.  Karen guessed she was in shit for last night.

C’est la vie.

It was all about choices.  For now Karen chose to be involved.  If Minnie was getting shit because her choice wasn’t her partners choice then it was no concern of hers.

Rochelle showed her to her desk set-up, just round the corner from Minnie and her little den of inequity. 

Just marvellous.  How much are you betting she’ll be round here for coffee every chance she gets.

How arrogant was that?  If she’d have been alone she’d have given herself a double slap.  She had laid one woman, no sense in thinking she was the office ‘Don Juan’.