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As Vera stood In the kitchen with Joan on the other side of the kitchen counter, she looked nervously around her, while preparing her mother’s medications for the week, Joan says simply “She’s got quite a cocktail there” , while looking for a kitchen knife to prepare the salad, Vera responded softly,
“Half of them don’t seem to work anymore, these orange ones are supposed to knock out a horse, they barely touch her”, a saddened look wiped across the younger women’s face as she looked down as her feet, there’s a slight pause, they both look up at each other and smiles, Vera’s was more innocent where as Joan’s was more wicked and almost corrupt, suddenly, Vera’s mother calls out for her, before she rushes off, she looks up , big blue eyes, and says “ thanks for this” with a grateful smile.
As Vera comes back down stairs, she finds Joan still preparing the salad, Vera walks besides her nervously, and asks
“Can I help with anything?”
“Actually” as the taller women says. Joan stops, and turns to her deputy.
“There is” Vera shook her headed agreeing with whatever Joan was going to asked and was prepared
“ I think some wine would go great with this meal, I think I might go get some” as Joan said this out loud, she thought to herself what else might be instore for tonight while alcohol was aloft In there systems.
Vera shocked said” Oh a-are you sure? I mean I can go get some if you would l-li-like, or I could come with you, I really don’t want you going through the trouble, besides you already-“
Vera was interrupted but an already made up Joan, shaking her head “Don’t worry about a thing Vera, if you don’t mind picking up where I left off, I will be back” gesturing towards the food.
“Of course!” Vera said excitedly
Vera assisted the Governor by grabbing her coat that she had taken off and put on the chair, Vera handed it to her with an appreciative and affectionate smile, as Joan grabbed her coat, she made sure to touch hands with Vera out of consideration, but while Vera thought nothing of their hands touching, she looked up to see a raised eyebrow and a shameless and suggestive stare. Vera turned deep red. Joan then walked towards the door, opening it and stopping in the entrance, she turned around while shutting the door and said “I’ll be back soon” almost flirtatiously.
While preparing the dinner, a rush of excitement fell over Vera she found herself jumping with excitement and glee. Unfortunately, without noticing, her fourth button on her white uniform shirt had come undone, revealing the tips of her lace white bra and a little bit of cleavage, unknowingly, she got back to preparing dinner, smiling and feeling calmed. 10 minutes had past and there wasn’t that much left to do so when she was done, Vera set out the cutlery and plates, abruptly, she heard a knock on the door, expecting it to be Joan, Vera she called out
“Come in!” happily, without much consideration for her sleeping mother.
“Hello, it’s just me” Joan said pleasantly with a bottle of Shiraz in her hand
As she walked into the kitchen she found herself somewhat shocked, not by the sight of the food or the cutlery, but the sight of the cleavage Vera was revealing, as Joan’s thoughts suddenly turned wicked and corrupt, Joan reassured herself that that Vera more the likely was unaware that her button was undone and relished in the thought of it. With deep observation and hint of a predatory stare, her thoughts we interrupted when Vera announced
“Dinner is ready” but then suddenly and confusedly noticed the way the Governor was staring at her; she nervously said
“uh... A-are you alright Governor?”
Joan sharply replied “Its Joan… we’re outside of work” She smiled politely
Vera sits down for dinner and Joan is preparing two glasses of wine for the both of them, and while looking down at her meal, Vera notices a gap, and she can see her bra, quite noticeably at that, she then realised that her boss had a pretty clear view of her cleavage, she realised the stare that the Governor had given her and her face and neck went pink immediately, and Vera quickly and shamefully did her button up, and another one for good measures.
Joan returns with two glasses of wine and notices that Vera had done up her two last buttons and was slightly angered, as now she’ll have to find another distraction throughout dinner. During dinner, Vera makes several attempts at a conversation, but because of her nervousness from her boss seeing her exposed, the words fell flat on the ground and made her look and feel foolish, but Joan didn’t mind, she knew Vera was blushing and she knew she was nervous, feeling the raw power over that this women had over her made Joan smile and applaud internally.
Dinner was finished, Joan had finished before Vera, being so efficient and all. Vera seizes the plates and the wine glasses and heads to the kitchen; even though there was silence it wasn’t awkward, it was nice and almost calming. As Vera was about to wash the dishes, Vera felt a presence and the smell of hand sanitizer and clean clothes had overwhelmed her, suddenly Joan says over towering the women in front of her, “Don’t worry about that, I can do that, go check up on your mother”, startled, Vera gasps quietly as she turned around and saw that the Governor was only a few short centimetres away from her, and feeling the piercing gaze of her boss scanning her body Vera blushed once again and nodded with an grateful and fascinating stare. As Vera walks upstairs, her thoughts of Joan’s eyes were intoxicating to think about, “what was she thinking?”, “what was she looking at?”, “how was she looking at me?” all thoughts Vera was consumed in as she checked up on her mother, still fast asleep, almost peaceful. Vera walked into her own bedroom confused by her thoughts of the taller women, she shut the door behind her quietly, so Joan wouldn’t suspect anything odd, Vera placed her back to the door, and skimmed down to the ground, “Why is she invading my thoughts?” she asked herself desperately, “could it be that I want her to notice me?” She continued her thoughts regretfully “maybe I want her to notice me, but maybe not for my work ethic, maybe for something else”, Vera pauses, she makes a snap decision to take off her work uniform shirt, puts on a defiant white singlet that exposed some cleavage, and puts on the starch white uniform shirt back on, the whole thing unbuttoned she flips her hair out of the back of the shirt and lets her hair down, she said quietly to herself “ There is no way Joan doesn’t know how I feel…. Or how I want her attention” it clicked “ She knew the whole time, before I did, staring at me like that and knowing that I need her attention” she thought angrily, she adjusted her singlet to slightly reveal more cleavage and headed back downs stairs with the motive and purpose to try and make Joan hopefully jealous, or maybe just to get a reaction out of her.
Vera walks downstairs to find Joan just finishing the dishes and drying them off with an old tea towel.
“How was your moth-“ Joan stopped directly in her tracks to find herself somewhat unfocused by the smaller women’s singlet that left a tremor run through Joan’s spine.
Vera enchanted with the sight of Joan being speechless, she turned around and let out an uncertain but firm.
“It was a little hot, so I just decided to put a singlet on”
As Joan’s stunned response turned into a hot craving, she raised one eyebrow, the taller knew instantly that Vera was officially playing the game Joan had set up from the instant they met, the looks, the up and down body gazes, the lustful stares were all becoming clear to Vera, “finally” Joan thought. Despite this, though mind games were the Governors specialty, finding people attractive was not, and Vera being one of those people, was unpredicted and caught the taller women off guard. It irritated her. “Lastly… a challenge” she thought to herself, while examining the younger women with a demanding stare and an immodest look. After a few seconds of silence Joan abruptly said with an almost wicked smile
“Dinner was lovely but I must go”
Vera slightly confused rebuts, “you don’t have to go yet, it’s still quite early.. y- you can hang out a little longer i-if-if you would like” stuttering a little nervously and unknowingly.
Despite the lie of it being “quite early” Joan found it an open gate to her deputy’s thoughts and for the ‘challenge’ to commence, but distinguished to herself to be easy on her, though Vera was catching on, she was still a mouse in the company of a Lion, still so innocent and nervous. It made Joan's lips turned rosey from biting them.
There was a silence.
Vera interrupted the pause, “Sorry, if you need somewhere to be-“
“It’s okay, I’ll stay” Joan says demandingly while giving a pleasing smile.
Vera sighs, “Good”
Then gives a gesture towards the couch for the older women to sit down, as Vera goes to the kitchen to grab two new wine glasses and the rest of the Shiraz from the fridge.