Candy Apples

Katie's pussy shut off the noise soon after she woke up in Joey's bed. Why it wasn't satisfied after two straight evenings of fucking, Katie couldn't understand. Was she really such a slut that her pussy needed that much attention to stay happy? It hadn't been this needy before.

That was, however, before Joey began to molest her. It was before he'd begun using her and dominating her life. It was before she'd seduced her own sister. Now that all those things had happened, perhaps something in her had changed. Maybe it had always been there and she hadn't known it. It was not as though she'd had lots of sexual encounters before. Now she was surrounded by perverts everywhere she went. And she was one of them.

The reason for the dissipation in noise in Katie's head, soon after waking, was Joey and Megan. They were also in the bed. The noise gave way to her girl feelings because of Megan's sexy, passionate whimpers.

Joey was fucking her again. This time, however, it was different. Megan's legs were locked tightly around him, and Joey was on top of her. They were lip-locked, with Megan's arms around his neck and her body pressed tightly against his. Joey wasn't going at her hard and fast. He was stuffing her full of his cock, slowly, in a gentle rhythm, letting her feel every inch of his deep and relentless penetration.

Megan was absolutely loving it. Each time Joey's hips pushed forward, driving his length into her, Megan's body convulsed and shuddered. Her legs flexed, quaking as her muscles contracted in pleasure. She made a guttural, carnal sound that rose in pitch the deeper Joey went.

It was sexy. It was so fucking sexy. Katie should have felt disgusted. She'd allowed this to happen. She'd failed, and now Joey was obliterating Megan's mind and securing his hold over her with this incessant pleasure.

Katie lay on her side, watching them, with a wet and excited cunt. Because it was sexy. Katie could smell her sister's sweat and the scent of hot sex. The way Megan's body moved, her hips rocking to welcome Joey's cock inside her, the sounds she made, and the sensual movement of her hands in his hair as he pleasured her, were all sexy.

Minutes passed as Katie lay there, watching, and they didn't notice her. Katie had never been so into a person that way. It was like that with Megan now, when Joey wasn't around. She lost herself in pleasing Megan. But it wasn't like this.

They broke their kiss and Megan's breath rushed out, hot and excited, louder now that her mouth was free.

"I love it," she hissed. "Joey, I love your cock."

That was when Katie moaned. Megan looked over, her eyes half-lidded and content. The same hot passion was there, but it wasn't last night's unhinged excitement. It was soft and sweet. Megan's hand left Joey's hair and she latched onto Katie's hand.

"Katie, I love you," she said as Joey pushed his cock into her. "You have to try it like this. You have to feel it."

Katie did want to feel it. However, Katie did not want to lay under Joey and kiss him. Joey was still a disgusting rapist. He was just a disgusting rapist who had some kind of hold over her traitorous pussy.

"Remember what Katie needs, princess," Joey said. "Let me show you."

Joey slid his cock out of Megan, who gasped loudly.

"Oh, God," she said. "I feel so empty."

Joey sat back on his knees, took a breath, and wiped his brow. Then he turned his attention to Katie. It was swift and sudden when he moved. Katie and Megan both gasped in surprise.

Joey flipped Katie onto her chest and straddled her, using his legs to push hers apart. His thick meat slid into her easily, while he put his weight on her and his hand around her neck. He pushed her head back, simultaneously pushing more of his length into her. Katie sucked in breath and raised her hips to meet him, involuntarily offering him a better angle to take her deeper.

"Oh, fuck," Megan whispered.

Joey held her by the throat, giving her his whole cock before he drew it back and fed it to her again. Katie let out a drawn-out exhale that was part gasp and part moan.

"This is what Katie needs," Joey said, and Katie wasn't sure if he was speaking to her or Megan.

It didn't really matter. She did need this. Her pussy needed this. While Joey had clearly been making love to Megan, he was fucking her. He may have been doing it slowly, making her feel every inch of his dick as he forced her to cum for him, but it was still fucking. There was none of the care and sweetness Megan had gotten.

The pleasure, though, was just the same. While Megan watched, panting and excited, their stepfather held Katie tightly and stuffed her with cock until she came. And then he did it again.

Katie's mind was still on that feeling, the feeling of being used and dominated, as she unlocked the shop on Sunday morning. Despite that morning's brief fuckplay, Megan was filled with energy and gushing with excitement about this project. Katie was just about to shut the door when Charlotte yelled, "Hold it!" from the parking lot.

Katie held the door as she ran up, carrying a small cooler in her hand.

"What are you doing here?"

"I told Megan I'd help out," Charlotte said. "Seemed fun."

"What are you wearing?"

Charlotte looked down at her crop top, across which the words, "Hold me Down," were printed.

"This old thing?" she said.

Katie shook her head and began to close the door.

"Hold up!" Lucas called from the parking lot.

Katie held the door again.

"What are you doing here, Lucas?"

"I told Megan I'd help out. I brought the camera she wanted."

Katie let him in, checked the lot, and saw no one else coming. When she met up with her coworkers, Megan directed Lucas to set up a camera, while Charlotte hovered nearby. Katie watched, but her thoughts were muddled.

"Who blew your mind?" Charlotte asked.

"What?"

"Girl, someone gave it to you good. Look at you. Bowlegged and glowing. You're even smirking. You never smirk. Who is he?"

Katie shook her head. "Nothing. It's… no one."

"Well, if 'no one' needs a third, tag me in. I need it a little rough, but I could use a good smirk."

"Third?" Katie said.

"Uh, Megan, too," Charlotte said. "Pretty obvious you both had a very thorough dicking down."

Katie blushed.

"Oh… shit…" Charlotte whispered. "You did! Are you guys both doing your hot stepdad?"

Katie's heart froze. She quickly shook her head and said, "No!"

"Katie?" Megan called.

"Huh?"

"Candy's in the lot. Could you let her in?"

"Candy?"

"Candy Apples. Our first client," Megan said. "She's outside."

Katie gratefully exited the conversation with Charlotte and hurried to the door, where a tall woman in a trenchcoat stood outside. Why a trenchcoat on a summer morning? She opened the door.

"Come in," she said.

"Thanks, babe. Love the collar. It suits you," said Candy, fingering Katie's collar.

Katie blushed again. Why hadn't she removed it? It wasn't an official work day. There was no need to wear it.

She moved to take it off but the woman grasped her hand. She held Katie's eyes with the same sort of power Megan exuded.

"Don't," she said. "I like it. Keep it on."

It wasn't a request. The woman let go of Katie's hand and walked past her, striding confidently toward the assembled group. Megan stepped forward and put out her hand.

"I'm Megan," she said. "Thanks for coming."

The woman shook Megan's hand, saying, "I should thank you. If you can get me a tenth of the traction you guys are getting, I'll kneel and suck your pretty little twat for a week."

Megan giggled. "That's sexy, but I think we'll just stick with getting paid."

"Your loss, babe. What's the plan?"

"You brought the gear you wanted to use?" Megan asked. Candy held up a black case. "Great! The first set I want to do is called Dominant's Decrees."

"Sounds sexy," Candy said. "What do I do?"

She undid the trenchcoat, letting it fall to the floor, and stepped away from it.

"Damn," Charlotte remarked.

Lucas squeaked. Katie remained silent.

"Oh, wow," Megan exclaimed. "You look so hot!"

Candy wore a leather bustier, adorned with silver studs. On her legs were black fishnets, which disappeared into a pair of black heels. She cocked a hip and posed.

"Too bad I suck at social media," Candy said.

"So, this first set is about issuing challenges to your followers," Megan explained. "We're going to boost engagement, which will help your posts spread. Of course, we'll also share them and shout you out. I wrote up some lines for you, so you can look them over while we get ready."

Megan handed her a sheet, which Candy began to scan.

"Lucas," Megan said.

"Huh?" Lucas jumped, tearing his eyes off the leather-clad beauty.

"I want you to get low angles so we make her look more powerful. I'll use my camera to get some alternative ones."

"Yeah. Okay. Um, Megan?"

"Hm?"

"She's like a… a dominant, right?"

"Yeah."

"I think we should set up some different lighting to give her a better atmosphere. I saw some soft boxes and gels in the back. What do you think."

"Oh! That's great! Let's do it."

While Lucas went to the back, Katie began picking orders to get ahead, working through her distracted thoughts while Megan did her thing. Lucas returned a short time later and set up two lights on poles. With the shop's dark brick wall as a backdrop, the red and blue gels on the lights produced a much darker aesthetic.

"Just a couple more things," Lucas said and ran into the back.

When he returned, he set down an old chair with a high back and intricate wooden carvings that looked like demons.

"Oh, damn," Charlotte said. "Don't let Petsy catch you with that. It's like a million years old from the 'old country'."

"I won't break it," Candy said, running her hands over the wood.

Lucas picked up a small black box, which made a hissing sound as it expelled a cloud of smoke. The lights through the cloud made the scene even more menacing.

"Nice," Megan said. "How'd you come up with that?"

"Portable smoke machine. There's a whole crate of them in the back."

"Look at you, mister special effects," Charlotte said, bumping him with her hip.

Lucas blushed and stammered, "I… I want to go to film school. You could be in a movie. You're so… um, really pretty."

"I don't think you'd be making the kind of movies you'd see me in," Charlotte said with a wink that made Lucas blush deeper.

He returned to his camera and attached it to a small machine with grips around it.

"What is that?" Megan asked.

"A gimbal. For taking steady shots."

"Someone came prepared," Charlotte said.

"I just want it to, um, look good. It's like my first movie. Well, not my first movie. I make some with friends and I did some for school projects. I'm doing this one right now that's like a documentary about the historical inaccuracies in the bible and—"

"Lucas," Charlotte said, pointing to Candy. "Focus."

"Oh! Right. Sorry. Sorry, Ms. Apples."

Candy laughed and said, "You're adorable. I'd keep you under my bed. I'm ready."

Lucas crouched while Megan prepped the phone camera. For the next half hour, they recorded Candy issuing several decrees to her followers.

"Post a photo of yourself holding a sign that says 'I am Candy's pet' in a public space. Prove your dedication to me."

"Wear only black and red for the next week. My colors, my rules."

"Write down every time you feel you've disobeyed or been naughty today. Confess it to me in the comments."

"Do one random act of kindness for a stranger today, as an act of service in my name."

"That was great," Megan said when they'd finished. "Now we're going to The Art of Bondage. For this one, I want you to use the stuff you brought to show off your skills."

"I like it," Candy said, "but I didn't bring a subby to tie up."

"Oh! Me!" Charlotte said. "I'll do it!"

"Oh!" Megan added. "Katie will do it, too! It will be super sexy!"

Katie, hearing her name, poked her head out from an aisle and yelled, "What?"

"Katie! Come here," Megan called. "We need your help."

Katie walked over, eyeing the whole scene warily as Candy began pulling ropes and straps out of her case.

"What?" she asked again.

"Candy's going to show how to do bondage stuff! She's going to tie you and Charlotte up."

"What? Why me?" Katie squeaked.

"Because you like bondage," Megan said helpfully.

Charlotte cocked her head and said, "Oh?"

"I do not—" Katie said, lowered her voice, and continued, "I do not like bondage."

"Well you liked—" Megan began.

"Megan!" Katie snapped.

Megan pressed up against her sister, placed her hand under Katie's skirt, and said, "Please, Katie? I really want it to be good. It'll be so sexy. You can do it for me, can't you?"

Megan got on her toes and kissed Katie on the lips. Katie stiffened, standing still as Megan's tongue brushed her lips.

"For me? Please?" Megan whispered.

Katie, with Megan's hand on her bottom, reluctantly nodded. It was not that she wanted to be restrained by a sexy dominatrix for the internet to see. She did not want to be placed in a submissive position which might prove arousing. She needed to do it for Megan, for the shop.

Katie took a step toward Candy, but the woman shook her head and said, "Just a minute. I know this is your show, Megan, and it's a good idea. I think I have another one."

"Okay," Megan said, lowering her phone.

"Come here," Candy instructed. "You, too, Katie."

Megan and her sister walked over. Candy put her hand on her chin and studied the two of them intently.

"Let me give you a lesson," she said.

"A lesson?" Megan asked.

Candy nodded. "You're young. You're in that stage where everything is new and fun. You're focused on the excitement and the pleasure, right?"

Megan blushed and said, "I guess so."

"If you're going to domme your sister, let me show you how to do it the right way."

Katie began to speak. "She isn't dom—"

Candy's hand lashed out, sliding behind Katie's neck, where she gripped her hair at the roots. Katie gasped as the woman tugged her head back and pressed her face close, staring Katie in the eyes.

Her voice dripped with sweetness as she said, "Hush now, little cunt. The adults are talking. You'll have your turn."

"Aw, shit," Charlotte whispered.

She kissed Katie on the lips, lightly, nuzzling her nose against Katie's before releasing her grip. Katie burned, standing humbled and quivering as Candy turned back to Megan.

"I want you to watch Katie," Candy said.

Megan looked at her sister. Candy then turned to Charlotte and instructed, "You, rape slut. Go fetch one of those stools."

Charlotte jumped. Lucas lowered the camera in surprise. Katie and Megan both turned toward Charlotte, who put her hand over her mouth and turned pink. Candy snapped her fingers and Charlotte jumped again, dashing toward the counter to do as ordered.

"Rape… slut?" Megan said.

"We'll get to that," Candy said, tapping her foot.

Charlotte returned with the stool, placed it where Candy pointed, and the woman snatched Charlotte's collar and pulled her close.

"Good girl," she said and kissed her on the lips.

When she let go, Charlotte stumbled back, panting.

"Now," Candy continued. "Watch Katie."

Katie toyed with her hands and looked from Candy to Megan, and back to Candy.

"Katie," Candy said, "Kneel and lick my cunt."

Katie's eyes shifted toward Megan as she snapped, "What?"

Candy smiled and said, "What just happened, Megan?"

"I don't know? She didn't do it?"

"Correct. Something else happened, though. Watch again. Katie, take off your top."

Katie's eyes once more shifted toward Megan as she set her lips in a tight line and said, "What? Why?"

Candy patted her head and said to Megan, "What happened with her eyes?"

"She looked at me?" Megan answered.

"She looked at you," Candy confirmed. "I gave her a command, but I don't have any authority with Katie. We don't have a rapport, and we have no trust. Katie isn't interested in doing anything for me, even though she finds me attractive."

Katie opened her mouth to protest but Candy held up her hand and continued. "Instead, she looked at you for approval. She needed to know if it was something you wanted her to do."

"She did?" Megan asked.

"Katie didn't want to be tied up," Candy said. "She agreed to it because you wanted her to do it. Katie has a rapport with you, and she wants to please you. She does this because you also provided something Katie needs and wants."

"I did?"

"You gave her a justification to do something she finds exciting, but also something she thinks is dirty and scary."

"Oh! It's from her head noise," Megan said excitedly.

Candy cocked her head. "Head noise? I suppose that's a good way to put it. Right. When you look at Katie, what do you see?"

Megan's eyes roved over her sister. "She's… she's hot," Megan said.

"Very hot," Candy agreed. "Tremendously excited but pensive. Why is that?"

"Because she needs help," Megan said.

Katie looked at the floor. She did need help. Standing here, being discussed like an object had made her pussy wet again. Having her coworkers stand by and listen to that discussion was also humiliating, and that also made her pussy hot.

"In a relationship like yours, there are power dynamics. A real and thriving relationship with a submissive is one that's built on several factors. The best ones are built on real love, complete trust, and an understanding that both people involved are having their needs met. Katie's need is to be given direction, or to have someone else's will take priority over her own. She derives her pleasure from serving someone else, but in a way that means it wasn't her idea. She's got guilt written all over her."

Katie's ears rang with every word out of the weird woman's mouth. She'd barely spent five minutes with her, and Candy seemed to know her secret. Was she really that transparent?

"Your need is to follow the pleasure wherever it leads. You're experimental and excited by the possibilities. That's normal because you are young and you haven't experienced much. You also trust Katie, because you know Katie wants you to enjoy things, but she also wants to keep you safe. You're someone who needs a partner to live those experiences with together."

Megan blushed and nodded, saying, "Yeah. I guess so."

"You and Katie both have needs that compliment one another. You have love and trust, and you're both excited to explore pleasure. It's a good basis for the kind of relationship you're developing. When Katie was reluctant to get tied up, what did you do?"

"I touched her? And I asked her to do it for me because I want to do a good job and save the shop."

"Right. At that point, it was what Katie needed. She was already curious and excited. She was just afraid."

"Why?" Megan asked.

"The same reason everyone's afraid. She thinks Charlotte and Lucas will see her excitement, and that they'll judge her for it. She worries they'll call her names or think she's dirty for enjoying it. She's afraid she'll do something wrong and you'll be disappointed."

Candy took Megan's hand and guided her to Katie.

"If you're going to make Katie your pet, you need to soothe her, reassure her, and give her the attention she needs. In turn, Katie will give you what you need. She'll be your partner in exploring pleasure. Here."

Katie balked at the word "pet" taking a step back. She wasn't a pet. She wasn't submissive, and this lady was crazy. Katie even opened her mouth to protest. Candy, though, guiding Megan's hand, slid it behind her sister's neck and twined Megan's fingers into her hair.

"Grasp it at the root. Firm but not angrily. Powerfully."

Megan did it, gathering Katie's hair in her fist.

"Now you never force it. You don't pull the hair and cause real pain. Katie isn't a pain slut,"

Katie wanted to protest that she was not a slut at all but she couldn't seem to make the words come out. Megan then commanded her with a gentle movement of her hand, more a flex of the muscles, and Katie's knees quaked as she found herself following the unspoken command.

"She already wants to submit," Candy said. "She just needs you to want it, to show her it's what you need her to do. Now, show her you love her."

Megan's breath was hot against Katie's lips as she closed the short distance and kissed her. Candy took Megan's other hand and moved it along Katie's body, slowly directing it down her tummy until it reached her skirt. Lucas groaned and Charlotte muttered under her breath as Candy guided Megan's hand under the skirt.

She released Megan's hand and Megan continued, sliding her fingers along Katie's wet panties until she moaned into the kiss.

"Good," Candy whispered. "Now I want you to watch me and do your best to mimic what I do."

Megan broke the kiss and slipped her hand from between Katie's legs as Candy walked behind Charlotte. Katie's cheeks were flushed and she locked eyes with her sister, who whispered, "So sexy."

Then Megan turned her attention toward Candy, who slid her arm around Charlotte's waist and flattened her palm against her bare tummy. Her other hand slid up to Charlotte's neck, where she wrapped her fingers around her throat, tilted her head back, and kissed her neck.

Charlotte quivered and said, "Oh, fuck," as Candy's hand roamed her skin.

"Charlotte and Katie have a lot in common," Candy said as she caressed Charlotte's skin. "They're both submissive in their own ways, with many of the same needs. There are key differences, though. When you look at Charlotte, what signs do you immediately see that point to someone who is sexually submissive?"

Megan, copying Candy's movements, looked over Katie's shoulder and studied the panting, quivering Charlotte.

"Her top," she said.

"Very obvious tell," Candy said. "She's advertising her availability. That's a clear difference from Katie, who hides her desire. We all go through things in life that have an impact on who we become sexually. I spent a lot of my childhood tied to beds, radiators, and cabinets. It was traumatic and awful. Over time, I turned my fear of it into something that empowered me. A girl like Charlotte doesn't wear a shirt like that in public unless she wants the kind of attention it will attract. Something happened to her, and she's trying to use it to recreate a powerful feeling."

"What?" Megan asked as she slid her hand toward Katie's panties again, following Candy's example.

"That's her secret, and we're not going to talk about it. I'm only using it to illustrate the difference. Charlotte doesn't need love and trust. She needs force. She put on that top to let everyone know what she needs."

Candy pushed her fingers into Charlotte's panties and began playing with her clit. Charlotte shook in her arms as Katie's excited panting increased. Megan followed the motion, and soon Charlotte and Katie watched one another as Megan and Candy built up their pleasure.

It went on for several moments, while Katie shook and gasped in Megan's embrace, hot with humiliation as she watched the same thing happen to Charlotte.

"We don't let them have it, right?" Megan said suddenly. "Their release?"

Katie whimpered.

"That's your call," Candy said. "I prefer keeping them on edge as long as possible. Horny and stupid is the best way to keep them hot and eager to please. This is a good point to wind them down."

Candy eased off, her movement between Charlotte's legs slowing, until at last she removed her hand. Megan did the same, leaving Katie's pussy a hot mess of need. Candy pushed her fingers into Charlotte's mouth, who happily sucked them clean for her. Katie inhaled the scent of her own cunt on Megan's fingers as she did the same.

For the next hour, Candy gave Megan more "lessons" as Lucas recorded them. She demonstrated 'Bondage for Beginners,' focusing on basic ties, before moving on to how to hogtie Katie and Charlotte. Then they were bound chest-to-chest, blindfolded, and made to kiss for the camera.

It was nearly noon when they were released and Megan called the session finished. By then, Katie was horny and desperate, but no release was forthcoming. It was here that Lucas at last shut off the camera, and Charlotte made an exclamation.

"Whoa!"

Katie, Megan, and Candy all turned to follow her gaze.

"Well," Candy said. "That's unexpected."

Katie made a small noise.

"Lucas! Oh, my God!" Megan said.

Lucas looked down at the massive bulge against his pant leg, blushed furiously, and nearly dropped the camera in his attempt to hide his erection.

"I'm… Oh, man—"

"Don't hide it, bible boy," Candy said. "Tell me you're stuffing those jeans with something. Is that all you?"

"I— I didn't mean… I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!" he stammered.

"What for?" Candy asked. "If that thing's the real deal, the only sorry ones are the ladies you aren't giving it to."

Lucas looked on the verge of tears, but Charlotte came to his rescue, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, Lucas. If there's anything you've learned in the last couple hours, it's that there's a lot of freak in this room. So, you've got a… surprisingly large dick? Why the blush?"

"I just… I shouldn't be… like this because of …. all that."

Candy rolled her eyes and said, "Honey, the Good Lord himself blessed you with that fat sausage. If he didn't want it getting hard over four horny women, he would have given it to someone else. Take my advice. Put on a fucking speedo and go join one of those swim clubs neglected MILFs like to hang out at. You'll learn more life lessons in one afternoon than four years in college."

Charlotte kissed his cheek, saying, "Don't listen to her, Lucas. You're probably the last true gentleman left in the state. Stay just the way you are. Just don't let Sam get a look at that on Tuesday or she's liable to drag you home at the end of the night."

"I'm sorry," Lucas said again. "Sorry, Mrs. Candy. Megan. Katie."

Megan turned to Candy, saying, "I think that's a wrap. I'll do some editing and send you the finished videos so you can start posting them."

"It's been a pleasure. I hope we can do it again," Candy said as she gathered her things.

"I'm starved," Charlotte said, walking toward the counter.

Lucas ejected the memory card from the camera and handed it to Megan, who kissed his cheek and said, "Thanks, Lucas. You were great. Katie, do you want to get lunch?"

Katie didn't respond. Katie was still looking at the fat bulge in Lucas' pants.

"Katie?" Megan said again.

"What?" Katie said, startled. "I wasn't—"

"Hungry?" Megan asked.

Katie glanced at Lucas' cock once more, blushing, and nodded. While Megan showed Candy to the door, chatting and giggling, Katie shook her head and walked to the counter. She plopped down on a stool, bit her lip, and began humping the seat as Charlotte opened her cooler.

"That chick's really something," Charlotte said, nodding to Candy.

"Yeah," Katie mumbled, staring at the counter.

Charlotte pulled a bottle from her cooler and twisted off the cap. She took a sip, shuddered, and took another. Katie eyed the bottle.

"Since when do you bring lunch?" she asked.

Charlotte shrugged and took a longer drink. Katie narrowed her eyes.

"What… is that?" she asked.

Charlotte put the cap back on the bottle, tucked it in the cooler, and wiped her mouth. Ignoring the question, Charlotte instead, asked one of her own.

"So, you wanna talk about it?"

"What? Your bottle?"

"No. You don't want to talk about that. Maybe I don't. I don't know. I mean that." Charlotte said and gestured toward Megan, who stood at the door chatting with Candy.

Katie looked at the counter for a moment, studying her reflection in the glass. Everything was out of control. Most of all, her. She faced the possibility that Candy was right, Joey was right, and she was wrong. Somehow, everyone else knew more about her than she did.

"Charlotte," she finally said. "Did something happen? To you?"

Charlotte pulled up another stool and leaned on the counter with Katie.

"Well, Lady Apples there is an observant one."

When she didn't say anything more, Katie asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really. It happened. Not much more to say."

For a moment longer, they sat in silence, watching Megan and Candy, who were still talking.

"You know," Charlotte said, "you're a pretty good kisser."

Katie blushed. "Thanks."

Charlotte pushed back her hair and moved closer. Katie lifted her head curiously, swallowing hard. Charlotte inched closer, very close, and brushed her lips across Katie's. Katie didn't pull away nor did she reciprocate. That is until Charlotte pressed her lips into Katie's, and Katie opened her mouth.

For several seconds, it went on, a slow, casual, sexy liplock between coworkers. Katie didn't know why she let it go on. There were no cameras rolling, no need to make some video for the shop or to fulfill a request from a customer. She let Charlotte kiss her, and she did it for no other reason than it felt good. And for the first time she could remember, she did it without a burden of guilt.