= Sarah POV =

  I was livid going to work that day. I had dressed up quickly after my conversation with Chris in a red three-piece business suit and wore bck stockings to make the red pumps that I chose to pair with the outfit really stand out. I wanted to look like the secretary from The Power Puff Girl and make old Mayor Chris fall head over heels in love with me, and then toss her to the side like she tossed out my earnest requests for human connection.

  If I had known that there was this “catch” to the sexual liaisons that Chris had, I definitely would have gone for Ruby or Jessica. Ruby was a stone-cold masc. who had flirted with me previously, and Jessica was a vivacious bisexual switch who had once dropped the idea of a threesome. I was here, dancing circles around Chris when I totally forgot there were other fruits in the basket to eat from.

  As I left my room the delicious smell of home cook food drew me to the kitchen where Chris was setting out ptes of egg and bacon. Two tall gsses of orange juice sat waiting expectantly, water condensation dripping down onto the surface of the table.

  I tried to ignore the tempting spread and headed towards the door, however, a hand shot out and stopped me, forcing me to turn and face a smiling Chris.

  “It’s only fifteen minutes away. Are you really going to waste this food I prepared for you when you know you have time to eat it?” Chris asked gently.

  “I’m still mad at you” I shot back, looking away and crossing my arms defiantly.

  “Sure, you have every right to be mad, however, why not be mad on a full stomach?” Chris asked and that hand wrapped itself around my waist and gently guided me to the table.

  I sat down grumpily and shot an annoyed look at Chris. I didn’t want to be so easily swayed but one gnce at the pte and I forgot my annoyance as I saw she even brought out the little butters and strawberry jam for her freshly baked croissant that she had in a basket on the side.

  “The spread looks like a lot, I won’t be able to walk to work fast enough like this,” I said and began to get up.

  Chris reached out across the table and took my hand in hers “Really? Is the food at the canteen better than mine that you’d make up such a me excuse? You’re making me kind of jealous. Maybe I should start working at Ms. Jun’s Café to see what they have that I don’t,” she smirked, her grip firm but rexed, drawing circles on my palm.

  My jaw dropped, and I immediately used my free hand to cover my face. How was she making me feel all giddy from just pying with my hand?

  I snatched my hand away and rubbed the area she had touched while scowling “ How do you know they serve us breakfast?” I asked.

  “Honey, I am one of three shareholders of the pce you work at, I know the basic staff benefits as we all agreed to implement them. In fact, since you say my food will make it too hard for you to walk, I’ll throw in another staff benefit” Chris said and stood up, walking over to my side of the table, leaning forward, an arm encircling my waist while another braced the table, her cologne wafting around me like an additional bnket of sensual embrace, while she leaned in deploy, our faces merely inches from each other.

  “How about I give you a lift to work? You can eat my food, and you don’t even have to walk. You’ll be full and fresh for today’s shift,” Chris grinned, brushing some stray hairs away from my face and tucking them behind my ear.

  I felt my heart grow tight. Yes, this was the reason why it had to be Chris. Those snted eyes, broad shoulders and cheeky smile made my heart flutter and my breath come up short. No one else made me feel this way, just by gazing down at me did things to me that no one else ever did.

  I forced myself to look away and focus back on the food in front of me. If I kept looking at her for too long, I swear one day I would spontaneously combust.

  “Ok, I would appreciate that” I replied, feeling my cheeks warm a little. It had been such a long time since someone paid extra attention to me, was this what it meant to feel, love for someone? Could I decre that I was in love with her and have sex with her now? But she would know…and I think something worse than being bad at sex, would be caught lying about loving her while doing it.

  Chris’ hand gripped my neck, making me gasp as she leaned in a pnted a kiss on my cheek. My hand gripped her blouse, a shiverrunnign through my body from the suddenly aggressive affection.

  “C-Chris stop” I gasped, feeling her grip on my neck tighten just a little before she released me.

  She stepped back and ughed as she always did “What? Scared of a little affection? You have always been so skittish since college,” She grinned as she walked back to her chair across from me,

  Chris sat down across from me and pilled bacon on her pte.

  “It’s not that. We’re adults now, you can’t keep treating me like you did when we were 18. Like seriously I don’t have a single friend who likes to hug the way you do, you’re making me feel strange sometimes…”I said, rubbing my neck where you held me.

  “Strange? Or aroused? You know I’ve told you time and time again that is very common in the West to behave like that, my friends hug and kiss all the time back in the UK,” Chris said as she buttered her toast “ Stop reading into things. You’re talking as if you’re falling for me or something,” Chris said as she casually took a bit of her toast while looking over at me, her eyes unreadable for some reason “Unless, are you? Falling for me?” she asked with a grin.

  I grabbed a croissant and cut it open, trying to hide my embarrassment. How did she know I was thinking about that?! I felt a chill run through my body as I ripped open the cover of the tiny butter a bit too aggressively.

  “I have no idea what you are talking about. I’m sorry, maybe I am reading into things a little too much” I sighed.

  I put down my knife, suddenly feeling realyl guilty. Chris had done nothing but take care of me, why was I behaving like this?

  I looked up at Chris and smiled “Look, don’t get the wrong idea. I’m happy that you are helping me out and taking care of me like this, I’m sorry for getting pissed off at you,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady even though my heart was racing a little, watching Chris like her fingers after eating her toast…those same long fingers that had been at my throat not too long ago.

  There was a moment of pregnant silence between, us as Chris continued to eat, as if ost in thought about something.

  I decided to continue to eat as well, feeling nervous as the silence stretched between us.

  Finally Chris broke the silence and said, “Ah, so this much is not enough to make you fall for me. I guess I will keep trying my best” Chis said, fshing me a smile before taking a sip of her orange juice.

  “At the end of the day, I just want what’s best for you,” Chris said gently, pcing the gss sound as she held my gaze steadily.

  “Urgh, you see, when you say things like that, you sound like my mom. That’s why it’s hard to fall in love with you, you’re too much like a big sister,” I sighed, feeling my heartbeat slow down back to a regur rate.

  “Oh? Well, at the end of the day, it’s your responsibility to fall in love with me. All I can do is just be a willing participant,” Chris shrugged and continued eating.

  I could feel my brow twitch. I don’t know why when she said stuff like that, it pissed me off so much! Sure it was true, but why did she have to be so issez-faire about it? This was the life we were talking about not some kind of new diet or exercise routine.

  “I’ll fall in love with you when I fall in love with you. And anyone it’s not like you can just turn something like that on and off. Are you sure you want me to love you? Or is there something going on here that I’m not aware of? It’s not coming as easily for me as it does for all your lovers cause we’re roomates, worse still, you’re my ndlord!” I said and blushed.

  Chris put down her knife and fork and reached out across the table to take my hand in hers.

  “Don’t worry, I understand. There’s no need to push yourself, just let it happen naturally. As long as you stay with me, do as I say, and be good, you’ll find it easy to fall for me. And when you are ready, I’ll be right here, waiting for you, with open arms,” She said and smiled. Her fingers drawing circles in my palms.

  “B-But when I see things like this happen in movie, people just go straight to sex. Are you sure you need love for this to work?” I asked, my heart beating a little drumline for those sparkling eyes.

  Chris’ smile slowly spread across her face, “My dear Sarah, it’s not about what everyone else’s retionship is like, right? It’s about what our retionship is like” She said and grinned.

  Chris got up and walked around the table, keeping my hands in hers. She pulled me out of the chair and dragged me over to the living room couch “But, if you insist on trying it without love…” She grinned, sitting down on the couch and pulling me onto her p so that I straddled her.

  I gasped as she released my hands and pced her hands on my hips, pushing me down roughly so that my crotch ground hard onto her p.

  “Chris wait, stop, I need to get to work” I gasped as she ripped open my blouse “Chris stop, these are my work clothes!” I gasped as Chris’ hand grabbed my waist and pulled me close, bending forward and kissing my stomach. She kissed and licked and nipped the skin there, causing me to whimper and moan as she held me tightly.

  “Chris I-I don’t like this, stop” I gasped, pushing against her.

  Chris looked up as me and grinned “Still want to just jump right into the sex part without the love?”

  I gulped and shook my head. My outfit was ruined and my underwear soiled. I had to change, and…it didn’t feel right, doing it all of a sudden like this.

  Chris sighed and lowered me back down to her p. “Good, I’m gd you learnt your lesson Sasa” Chis purred, encircling my waist as she held my gaze “Also, I don’t like it when you wear stockings to work, you look too good. You should only wear stockings when you go out with me” Chris smirked.

  I rolled my eyes “And I don’t like you telling me what to do. Seriously, I low-key feel that if we actually dated, you’ll have me in a colr and on a leash” I giggled.

  “Mhmmm…” Chris said, a hand coming up to grasp my neck again, “And you would wear it so well…” Chris said with a slow smirk, making me gasp and grasp her wrist.

  “Chris stop, when you say stuff like that, it makes you seem kind of possessive in a bad way,” I sighed, pcing my hands on you shoulder and pushing away a little to give myself some space, “It’s hard not to read into things when you act this way”

  Chris let out a hearty ugh and smacked my butt, causing me to yelp “Well if you didn’t make it so easy to tease you, I wouldn’t do it. Off you got, get changed and I’ll drop you off at work”

  I flushed as I nodded and got up, my legs trembling from being smmed into Chris’ legs earlier. I went to my room and exchanged my stockings and underwear for a new set, and my blouse for a colored shirt to wear under my bzer.

  I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my stockings, wondering if I should change it, but I decided to stick to my decision. I looked good, she said so as well, why couldn’t I look good at work?