Seductive Company

13

Several hours later, India was sitting on the balcony of her suite when she inadvertently glanced toward the beach, quickly noticing Travis strolling toward the air carrier office. She immediately grabbed the decoy brown packet that she had sitting next to her on the table and ran out of her suite wearing nothing but a purple two-piece Mar Egeu Bikini she had picked up two days prior. She noticed that he was carrying a large brown packet, which made her think, “Damn…I see I have to move faster than I planned…I’ve got to get that packet and I need to get it now!”

She swiftly made her way out of the hotel with the hopes of catching up with him. She was in luck because as she was making her approach, out of nowhere came Whitney, who immediately jumped in front of his path. He smiled as she quickly put her arms around his neck, “Hey, Daddy…you pulled some tricks out your sleeve last night!” “You had me climbing up the walls…Ooohhhh, baby …you just put it down last night!”

Travis smiled as his ego inflated several notches.

“Well, baby…I was just trying to give you what you need…you know you deserve to be served right?”

Whitney laughed as she replied, “Yeah, baby…how many ways was God called…you really are truly gifted, boy!”

He looked deep into her beautiful brown eyes as he responded, “Well…maybe we should take this back to the hotel for another steamy session, huh?”

She smiled and replied, “Whatever you want, baby…but let me take care of that packet for you so you can get it to the carrier!” “I want you to get back and get ready for me okay baby?”

He looked at her as he responded, “Well…I’m right here I could deliver it now and then we can go back and enjoy a little sumthin!”

She slowly took it from him as she glared seductively at him as she replied, “Let me do this for you…please, baby…it’s the least I can do for what you done to me!”

As he tried to take the packet back from her, she instantaneously dropped it on the sandy beach. As soon as he tried to retrieve it, Whitney pulled him up to her, French kissing him intensely. He could not help but to succumb to her touch as she gently grabbed his dick, squeezing it as she allowed her tongue to dart sensuously in his mouth. Taking advantage of this situation, India quickly reached down and grabbed the packet on the ground, swiftly switching the envelopes and then waited for them to finishing their kissing session then handing it back to him. He looked at her puzzled as he responded, “India…what are you doing out here?”

She looked at him with a serious expression as she replied, “Hey, Travis…I was just strolling the beach and I saw you and your friend here!”

He looked at them as if he could not believe the close resemblance of the two as he finally responded, “So you really are not…how did you?”

India smiled as she responded, “What’s the matter, Travis?” “Oh…I hope I’m not interrupting…I’m sorry…what your name is?” (Pointing at Whitney)

Whitney playing along answered with the game responded, “Oh…my name is Whitney and you are?”

“Oh…I’m India…I’m a co-worker at the firm with Travis…like I said I hope that I was not intruding…I just wanted to know if we were still on for our working lunch today?”

Before he could answer, Whitney chimed in, “I thought were just planning to spend the rest of the morning together, baby?” “You’ve got a meeting…with her?”

Both women were now facing Travis as they waited for him to make his response. He looked at India and then glanced at Whitney as he replied, “Well…we do need to discuss our strategy on how we’re going to close our deal today… (Facing Whitney) I promise when we are finished I will make it up to you, okay?” “We will have a nice quiet dinner by the beach and get into a little sumthin’ if you like…what do you say, baby?”

She smiled as she replied, “Well…okay but you better not leave me hanging because I got something that’ll make your toes curl!” “You feel me?”

He smiled as he took the packet from India and replied, “Well…I’ll keep that in mind then!”

He smiled at them as he quickly turned around and headed directly toward the carrier office. After he was several feet away from them, Whitney quickly turned around facing India as she quickly embraced her. After a few seconds, they broke away as Whitney comments, “That was how I set up the switch, huh?”

India laughed and agrees, “Yeah, girl…I thought he was gonna catch on at first but when you kissed him and he closed his eyes I knew I had to work fast!” “I like the way you dropped the packet…that was totally ingenious!’

“I know…I got his ass p-ssy whooped now so I’m gonna keep him under my spell for a minute.”

India smiled as she replied, “Thanks, girl…now I need to start on plan b!” “I’ll make sure you get compensated for this okay, girl!”

Meanwhile, as Travis casually strolls into the carrier office and walks up to the counter, he smiles at the woman at the counter. He then says to her, “I’d like to send this packet on the next carrier to the U.S.”

As he was laying the packet on the counter, an elderly woman came into the carrier office. As she stepped into the door, she dropped several large boxes, in which Travis immediately went to assist her. As he was assisting the elderly woman in distress, the woman at the counter swiftly switched the packet that Travis left on the counter. After he finish helping the woman with the boxes he immediately stepped back to the counter where the woman spoke to him saying, “Sir…I just need you to sign right here and you’ll be all set!”

He smiled as he replied, “well…thank you, by the way you have very sexy eyes!’

She smiled as she replied, “Thank you, sir for the compliment!’ “Have a great day!”

He smiled as he replied, “You, too!”

He turned around to leave the office as he thought, “Just wait till the CEO gets this packet…he’ll thank me for it…yeah…I feel a promotion in motion!”

As soon as he strolled out of the office, the woman immediately picked up the phone and dialed a number. She waited a few seconds as the phone rang and rang. Suddenly a mysterious voice on the other end spoke, “Did you do it?”

The woman immediately responded, “Yes…It’s taken care of and it will be leaving the Bahamas, shortly!”

“Good…come and see me after you’re done…I’ll give you something for your trouble!”

She smiled as she responded, “I look forward to that…you just make sure that it’s as good as it was before!”

“Trust me…it’s gonna be better than you had before…I’ll guarantee that!”

Meanwhile, as India made it back into the hotel lobby, suddenly her cell phone started to ring. She looked at the caller id and quickly noticed it was Lady Davenport. She sighed as she slowly answered the call.

The raspy voice on the other end spoke, “Hello, my sweet...have you thought about my little offer?”

“Well, Lady Davenport...I haven’t decided yet...I’m still flabbergasted over the information you gave me about St. Croix framing me!” “It’s not that I don’t believe you...I’m just wondering why you’re so intrigued with me.” “Makes me wonder if you were in on it with him?”

Lady Davenport smiled as she replied, “Well Miss Wynn, my interest in you has nothing to do with St. Croix...I’ve been searching for a very long time for someone who has the...how you say...skills and charisma to handle my company.” “I have this gut feeling that you are the one.” “Besides your p-ssy tastes so sweet...I just don’t want to let you go!”

India giggled as she replied, “I’ve never met a woman who was p-ssy whooped before...damn...this is some new shit for me!”

Lady Davenport sighed as she replied, “So you think this shit is funny?” “If you were someone else I’d have your ass for this, but the funny thing about your statement is that it’s true...I want you India and I’ll do whatever it takes to have you!” “I need to see you...tonight...just you and me, what do you say, baby?”

India sighed as she replied, “Let me check out a few things...I’ll get back to you, okay?”

Marjorie was furious but she tried to calm herself down as she replied, “You know you get me so twisted...why are you playing games with me...I demand that you come to me...TONIGHT!”

Before India could respond, Lady Davenport hung up the phone. India strolled over toward the elevators, pushing the buttons as she thought, “This bitch is out of control...she’s worst than Danika!”

Suddenly, the elevators doors opened and she quickly steps in and pushes the button for her floor. As she felt the movement of the elevator taking her up to her destination, she opened the envelope, slowly pulling out the documents within. She gasped as she saw the incriminating evidence that Travis had. There were also photos of her engaging in several sexual escapades with Lady Davenport, Tomas and Jacques. Suddenly, the bell for her floor rang and she quickly put the evidence back in the envelope. As she stepped out of the elevator up came Danika toward her. India quickly put the envelope behind her back as she approached Danika.

Danika looked troubled as she responded, “India...where have you been...I’ve been looking all over for you?” “Did you find out anything concerning how we’re gonna get out of this predicament?”

India sighed as she replied, “Yeah...I’ve got my friend, Whitney on it...she’s gonna get the envelope for us and we are gonna switch it with information incriminating him...this will get us out of the fire!”

Danika smiled as she replied, “Well, what kind of evidence do you have on him?”

India looked concern as she replied, “Well...I’m gonna show how he tricked us into coming down here and prove that he’s the one responsible for swindling any funds from the corporation.” “I just need to get that packet!”

Suddenly, Danika’s phone began to ring. She gazed at the caller id and noticed it was Travis but she hesitated to answer the call. India smiled as she replied, “Well...don’t you want to answer that?”

Danika smiled slightly as she replied, “its Tomas...I really don’t want to take this right now.”

“Well, do you want me to answer it for you (reaching for her phone)

Danika moved back swiftly as she replied, “NO...uhh I mean I’ll talk to him later, okay!”

India smiled as she replied, “Sure...Travis want us to meet before we go to the marketing conference.” “Did you see his little girlfriend that flew in a couple of days, ago?”

Danika smiled as she replied, “Yeah...I seen them yesterday...so he had her flown in huh?”

“Yeah...I’m just glad that she has him preoccupied so he can stay away from me!”

Danika looked peculiar as she tried to play it off, “Yeah...now we can spend some time together!”

India looked at her as she replied, “I’m gonna spend some time with Jacques...I’m in great need of some dick right about now!”

Danika did not say a word as she turned around and walked away toward her suite. At that exact moment, India knew that something was different about their relationship. She knew that Danika was up to something but what?”

Meanwhile, back in the Midwest, swinging her tennis racket in anticipation, Ursula loped down to the court where Myles waited for her, her brief white dress gleaming in the sun. Three sets later, they were warm and pleasantly exhausted, ready for a shower and a leisurely dinner. After their hot shower, they sat down to enjoy a nice home cooked meal prepared by Myles. As Ursula was about to pour their wine, her cell phone began to ring. She glanced at the caller id, noticing it was India as she thought, “I really need to find a way to tell her about Myles and me...!”

She quickly answered her phone, “Hey girl...when are you coming back from down there...you guys need to finish up. What are you doing and when can we get back to hanging out!” “I miss you!”

India smiled as she replied, “I miss you too and we’re about done down here...listen did Marc tell you about an especially important packet that was to arrive today?”

Ursula smiled as she replied, “Yeah...he told me as soon as it comes in that he would get it to me.” “What’s going on, India...what’s in this packet that’s so important?”

“Ursula...I can’t explain it right now, but let’s just say that there’s incriminating evidence about a certain individual that is trying to devastate the corporation and I need your help to stop this from happening!” “Please get that envelope from Marc and hold it for me until I get back there, okay!”

Ursula looking confused replied, “Okay...I’ll get it and store it for you...Uhhh, India...I’ve got something important to tell you.” “You remember Myles the guy we met at the club about three months ago?”

Puzzled India sighed as she responded, “Yeah...what about him?”

“Well...you see I have been sort of seeing him while you’ve been gone.”

“India replied sarcastically, “Oh really...so you been f*ckin’ him then, huh?”

Ursula immediately began to apologize as she responded, “It just happened...I don’t know how but we were just...I!”

India did not say a word for a few seconds and then she responded, “You f*cked around with somebody I was seeing...how low down and dirty is that shit, Ursula!”

Ursula quickly came to her own defense, “Look India...I didn’t plan this but you wasn’t interested in him anyway...you said that yourself!” “Besides...he called me and said he was interested in me!”

India laughed as she responded, “Ursula, don’t you see what he’s doing...he’s using you like he did me...he just wants to f*ck you like he did me in the club!”

Ursula now with a surprise expression on her face as she replied, “You slept with him?” ‘You didn’t tell me that you f*cked him!”

India sighed and then answered, “Yeah...I did...it was just something that happened that night, so I guess since I didn’t return his calls he decided to get you in bed and he did I assume?”

Ursula sighed as she unhurriedly replied, “I...I don’t know what to say...!”

India responded, “Will talk about this when I get back, but now Ursula...now I really need your help!” “Please get that packet from Marc for me!”

Ursula sighed heavily as she replied, “Okay...I’ll give him a call as soon as we hang up here.” “Hurry back, okay?”

“I will, as India hung up the phone.

Ursula slowly raised her head, gazing toward Myles as she put the cell phone down on the counter. Myles looked up at her as he sat down at the kitchen table, realizing that she had some news that he was not ready to hear as he shrugged his shoulders.

“What?”

Ursula gazed at him demented, not saying a word as he stood up from the table and began to apologize. Look, I know this looks bad but you’ve got to believe me when I say this...I love you...I want you, Ursula and that’s the whole truth!” “I didn’t tell you because this happened before I knew that I wanted you...please understand...I just didn’t want to hurt you!”

She quickly began to pick up her things, grabbing her purse as she tried to walk toward the living room to leave his apartment. He quickly stepped in front of her, grabbing her by her arms as he spoke, “Please...I know I should have told you that I slept with India and that she’s your best friend but I wanted to talk to her first. I wanted to find a way for us to tell her so she would not find out like this...please don’t mess this up here!”

She angrily looked up at him as she replied, “Get your f*cking black hands off me...let me go!”

He looked at her straight in the eyes as he replied, “Awww, so now you gonna play that racial bullshit with me, huh...get my black hands off you?” “You know you’re wrong, Ursula...I never looked at you as some white bitch that I was just playing with...I love you, why can’t you see that?”

She jerked his hands away from her as she continued to walk toward the door. She opened the door, turning around slightly as she responded, “I hope you enjoyed playing games...how did you expect me to believe you when you were honest with me from the beginning?”

She strolled out the door, slamming it behind her. She ran down the hall crying and finally stopped at the door leading to the parking lot. She stepped back against the wall, sliding down slowly as the tears ran down her face like a waterfall. She really felt used. In the beginning, she was the one who was going behind her friend back with a man that she had been interested in. First rule of the player’s handbook is never play with your friend’s toys unless you have permission! She was played.

Travis filled his glass with ice cubes and poured tea over them. He was full of anticipation about the meeting that was about to take place. He was surprised but equally happy when he received a call from Lady Davenport’s assistant informing him that she had made a decision on which company would have the honor of marketing her corporation in the upcoming marketing push of her new products. He sat there as India and Danika sat next to him puzzled. They did not have a clue on whose company came out the victor in this marketing race, but one thing was certain...it was about to be revealed today. Travis was laughing with another colleague when suddenly Tomas and Jacques entered the conference room. His facial expressions quickly changed as they sat down directly in front of him. Jacques smiled at India who returned the jester as Tomas smiled at Danika who just smiled slightly. Suddenly, Lady Davenport and her entourage swiftly entered the room as everyone present stood up to greet them. She strolled directly toward the executive chair at the end of the boardroom table as everyone waited for her to take her seat. She glanced over at India as she smiled at her ensuring that she knew that she was doing so as she gestured for everyone to sit. She looked at her assistant who immediately handed her a large packet. Lady Davenport placed it on the table in front of her as she began to speak, “Everyone...It was extremely difficult to make such an important decision about the corporation that would be best suited to represent our product.” “All of the companies represented here were of the finest caliber but only one can be chosen.” “Although the victor of this contract was personally not my first choice...it is my feeling and belief that this company is well suited to do the job at hand.” I know that this company will represent our goals and standards in a stellar fashion.” “It is the decision of the board of directors as well as me that the corporation selected to spearhead our marketing effort will be none other than the Dubois Marketing Group, represented by Mr. Tomas Marseille and Mr. Jacques Montpellier. This corporation will be responsible for launching a $900,000,000 million dollar marketing campaign that will make not only our corporation a household name but the others that will follow suit in our historical footsteps!”

Jacques and Tomas were surprised as she gestured for them to join her for a photo opportunity. Lady Davenport smiled at India as she looked on. Travis stood up furious as he watched the whole deal going down the tubes. He quickly looked at India as he responded, “What the f*ck happened...I thought you had this locked down?” Danika stood up laughing as she slowly strolled away from the table. India sat there as she thought, “I don’t know why she changed her mind...what is she up too?”

As Travis tried to leave the room Lady Davenport quickly motioned for her assistant to stop him, “Mr. St. Croix...please do not leave!” “Our CEO just informed me that she needs to discuss an urgent matter with the two of you, Ms. Wynn, if you could just please wait a few minutes.”

He immediately looked at India and then back at the assistant as he shook his head in the affirmative. He looked at India as he said, “I wonder what else she has for us since she f*cked us on this deal!”

India smiled as she looked over at Danika. Danika quickly stood up as she responded, “Well...the Queen didn’t ask for me so I’m gonna find me a drink...I’m be in the lounge.”

India looked up at her as she replied, “Don’t you think it’s a little early for a drink?”

Danika smiled as she replied, “It’s five O’ Clock somewhere!”

With that, she unhurriedly strolled out of the conference room as Travis motioned for India to follow him to the corner of the room.

“Are you sure you didn’t mess up with Lady Davenport?”

“Travis, I swear I didn’t see this coming...I thought it was all in place!”

“I don’t understand...she...well what does she want with us now?”

“I was just about to ask you the same thing!”

Just as they were finishing their dialogue, Lady Davenport’s assistant stepped over toward them.

“Please, if you will follow me...we are going to a private conference room.”

Travis looked at her and then at India as he replied, “Yeah, sure...show us the way!”

They followed the assistant out of the conference room down a long corridor, which was nothing but a panoramic scene of the beach. It was an extremely gorgeous display of the ocean, hitting against the beach and volcanic rock on the shore. Finally, they reached the end of the corridor turning right and entering an extremely private room with a private entrance at the far end of the room. They sat down a conference table that could easily set twenty with a large digital screen on the wall. After several minutes, Lady Davenport stepped in through the private entrance and joined them at the table.

She stood at the end next to a large leather chair as she smiled and began to speak, “Well...I guess the news that was given today was not what you were expecting, Mr. St. Croix?”

He sighed, as he responded, “No...It wasn’t...I thought...I thought that you were happy with what we had to offer!”

She looked at India and then back at Travis as she replied, “I was extremely happy with parts of the deal, but the part that I don’t agree with is you trying to swindle money from me that is supposed to go to your company!”

Travis cleared his throat as he responded, “Lady Davenport...what are you insinuating...where did you get such an idea?”

“I have my sources...your company had the best program and I was prepared to grant this deal to you but I received this packet last night, in it was this!”

She dropped a stack of photos of herself with numerous sexual partners doing numerous sexually explicit acts. Travis and India looked at the photos and India found several with her in them doing everything under the sun.

India looked at her and then at Travis and responded, “Where did these photos come from Travis...tell me you’re not part of this?”

He stood up, gazing at Lady Davenport and then at India as he replied, “No...I swear I had no idea that these photos existed...somebody’s out the frame me...I don’t have a clue who is responsible for this!”

Lady Davenport looked at India and asked, “I’m gonna ask you this only once...please answer me with the truth...do you know who is responsible for these pictures?”

India looked her straight in the eye as she replied, “I swear Lady Davenport...I don’t know who did this!”

Lady Davenport sat down in her leather chair as she replied, This packet was intercepted at the air carrier office by one of my assistants yesterday...it was on its way to the United States and it was addressed to your corporation.” “The clerk at the carrier officer said that you Mr. St. Croix were the one who requested that this particular packet be sent.”

He gazed at her flabbergasted as he replied, “I did send a packet on yesterday to the corporation but this was not in the contents...I have copies of what I sent to the board and I am prepared to present them to you if you like, Ma’am!”

India looked puzzled as she thought, “Whitney switched the packets with me, yesterday but how did they get switched again with this?” “Did Whitney screw me over and if so then what was sent to the corporation?”

India quickly stood up and said, “Ma’am...give use forty-eight hours to get to the bottom of this...I just need some time to clear this up and see who is setting us up here!”

Lady Davenport smiled as she replied, “I was hoping that you would say that...find out who’s fooling who here and if you do...I’ll change my decision and grant your company the contract!” “I’m having a celebration swaray tonight at the beach pavilion; I expect to see you both there!”

Lady Davenport quickly said, “India...let me have a word with you before you leave, please?”

Travis frowned as he left the room. Lady Davenport whispered in her ear, “My offer is still on the table...you need to tell me what you want to do, tonight!”

India smiled as she replied, “I’ll have my decision by then.”

Meanwhile back in Kansas City, Ursula was sitting in her cubicle when the office phone on her desk rang. She without looking at the caller id answered, “This is Ursula!”

“Look Ursula...please, I need to talk to you!’

She sighed as she answered, “Look Myles I really think you need to lose this number as well as any numbers you got for me...its over!”

He sighed heavily as he replied, “Why are you doing this to me...why are you acting this way?”

She looked at the phone and then replied, “Because you should have told me about you and India!”

She quickly hung up the phone, and then suddenly the phone rang again. Ursula gazed at it for a second and then she answered it, “Look, I told you to stop calling me!”

“Hey...it’s me, Marc...is everything alright?”

“Oh...Marc...I’m so sorry...what’s going on...whatcha got?”

“Remember that packet that India was asking about, well it just came in about twenty minutes ago...I’m going down to the mail room to pick it up and bring it over to you, okay.”

Her face lit up as she replied, “Ahhh...yeah, you bring it straight here to me.” “Don’t let it get sent to the board’s incoming mailbox!”

“I’m on it...I’ll see you as soon as I get it!”

“Cool...just remember to bring it straight here...okay?”

An hour passed since Marc called Ursula informing her that the infamous packet had arrived. When Marc finally came up from the mailroom with the iniquitous packet, she is filled with tremendous anticipation. Ursula spotted him stepping out of the elevator; her heart immediately skipped a couple beats. As she continued to witness him strutting toward her cubicle, she felt the intensity as the sweat drizzle down her face as if someone had poured a cup of water on her head. She thought as she watched his nonchalant approach, “What could be in that packet that’s was so important that she didn’t want the contents revealed?” Marc unhurriedly strolled toward her with the goods as she tried her best not to make it obvious that she wanted that packet and she wanted it now. She was clueless on what the contents was that and why it is so, incriminating that India wanted it concealed. The mystery of this packet had her determined to find out somehow.

When Marc finally stepped up to, her cubicle, she tried to act as if she was unconcerned about it and continued to gaze down at some documents that needed her attention.

Marc looked down at her breasts as he cleared his throat.

“Uhhh...Ursula, I have something for you!”

She looked up at him with a surprise expression as she responded, “Oh Marc...you made it up here!

As he handed her the packet he replied, “Yeah...I was just wondering if you’ve heard from India today.”

Ursula was so into observing the packet that she did not hear his question so he repeated it again, “Ursula...have you spoken to India today?”

She stood up with her breasts jiggling as she replied, “No, Marc...I haven’t yet but I’m sure she’ll be calling to check on this packet’s arrival...I told you that I would put in a good word for you, so don’t worry!” “I need to put this away so I’ll talk to you, later!”

She took the packet and began to stroll down toward India’s office leaving him standing there as she thought, “I really need to see what dirt is in here!”

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Later that evening India was still trying to decipher the whole mess she has found herself in as she thought, “I’ve got to find a way to get cleared from this!”

Suddenly her hotel phone rang and she looked at it for a second as she wondered if she should answer it or not. She knew it was not Lady Davenport because she would have rung her cell. She sighed as she picked up the receiver.

“Hello...!”

“Hello...it is you Mademoiselle?”

She smiled as she replied, “Jacques...what a pleasant surprise and congratulations on your company being selected for the contract!”

He laughed and he replied, “It is how you say...funny because I still do not know how we acquired it!” But I am calling because I would like to celebrate tonight with you...I know in a couple of days everyone will be flying back to their destinations and I just wanted to spend some more time with you before we go...what do you say...Mademoiselle India?”

She smiled as she thought about the time already spent with him, thinking of his thick throbbing shaft as she replied, “I would love to celebrate with you!”

“Good...let us meet at the beach swaray around nine okay?”

“That sounds lovely, Jacques...I will see you there!”

As she hung up the phone, she remembered that Lady Davenport wanted her to meet her at the party as well. She thought, “I will meet her but I’m spending the night with Jacques. She quickly strolled into the bedroom, removed all of her clothes, and then strolled into the bathroom to start the shower. As she stepped into the hot running water, she allowed her hair to get wet as the water sprayed down her sexy physique. As she began to lather her sexy curvy legs she thought, “I’ve got to get Lady Davenport to help me to get out of this mess...but I’d have to take the position...what do I do?”

India made it there a little early to the party as she slowly stepped into the extremely exquisite beach mansion. The place was immaculate as the cool Caribbean air and the sound of the ocean waves mingle in with the smooth jazz playing in the ambiance. India searched around to see if Danika or Travis had made it there but she did not see them anywhere. She thought, “I hope that Jacques get here so we can go walk the beach.” Before she could make her way into the main ballroom, Lady Davenport strolled into the foyer seeing her standing there waiting. India turned around slowly as their eyes made direct contact. When India saw her she immediately thought in her mind, “Damn...I was hoping to see her much later...not now...damn here she comes!”

Lady Davenport came over toward her in rapid speed as India watched her approach. It was as if she was an eagle swooping down to seize its prey as she quickly reached out and grabbed her right hand, looking her straight in the eyes as she said, “Follow me...!”

India smiled slightly as she felt a strong tingle in her sex, as she grabbed Lady Davenport’s hand and submitting to her command. They quickly strolled into the main ballroom as she tried to mingle unnoticed.

They wove through the crowd in a disjointed zigzag fashion, trying to approach some wall, any wall. The music was now blaring and the room was heating, the humid tangy scent of sweaty bodies rising up in the air. India felt some of her hair sticking to her temples and took her fingers swipe them away quickly. Her elbow bumped into a girl as Lady Davenport dragged her through the crowd. The girl turned with a glinty glare to India, who kept the cold gaze with her eyes until she stumbled and turned toward Lady Davenport again. Lady Davenport's fingers were slipping from her hand and were hard for her to grasp.. The pressure Lady Davenport was exerting to hold onto India’s hands was making her fingertips throb.

They stopped in the middle of the dance floor as the escalation of contact had begun. It began with the occasional bump of the hips, a hand resting on an arm. Lady Davenport's eyes had been sparkling as she laughed on the floor. India was more serious, staring back at the more petite girl, constantly stepping in closer. The crowd of dancing bodies moving in a wave toward her back helped by holding them in. Once you lost your moving room once, it was gone.

It was the sharp shove from behind that started it. India's hands flew out to grip onto Lady Davenport's waist as she swayed, then balanced. Her upper fingers rested on the bare flesh of Lady Davenport's waist. The skin was warm, moist with sweat. She let her thumb rub up on the bare skin. It was hard to focus on dancing, though the wild bouncing body in front of her did not seem to struggle.

India's eyes hazed over as the medium breasts bounced into her fuller ones. Her hands slipped unconsciously further around the waist, making her have to step a knee in between the other girl’s, slowing her dance.

Lady Davenport's hands rested onto the India’s shoulders as her big brown eyes looked up, startled and wide at India. Normally, India would have pulled away, but she did not this time. She was elated, but anxious.

Lady Davenport looked down at her lips, which were juicy like her own, but painted a bright red. She notices India's red parted lips. Her eyes flickered back and forth from the brown eyes to those lips. Her head did a little jerk forward, tilting... then paused to look into her eyes again. Suddenly, she dove in. India felt the sharp intake of breath in Lady Davenport's chest before she felt her lips. Her kiss was soft, tentative. She just wanted to... to feel them. She barely tugged her juicy lower lip between hers and her tongue was just moving forward for a sweep across them, to taste, when Lady Davenport jerked herself away. India braced herself for whatever expression of disgust, anger, shock that would greet her. India lowered her eyes and dragged them up slowly to look at Lady Davenport. She stared at her, strangely.

Lady Davenport was smiling! A they both stopped dancing and notice they were standing in the middle of the floor. India's arms wrapped deep around her waist as Lady Davenport's arms were up high around India's shoulders. That was when she sharply turned, grabbing India's hand, and yanking her through the crowd. India's tummy was fluttering as they finally reached the outer wall. They paced along the wall, looking for some bare space. Lady Davenport found a small hole near the back wall and turned her body to lean against it. There was only enough room for her small frame. She pulled India’s body into her by the forearms in which she went happily, melting into hers. She slipped her knee in between India's until the buckles of their pants touched. She felt just a hint of flesh against her bare tummy as she grabbed the luscious rounded face with both of her hands with fingers splaying to touch all of her skin and pulled it towards her mouth. Her tongue was not so tentative this time, but swept in between the lips to taste that mouth she had watched for weeks since they first met in the conference room. She first tasted the salt of sweat on her lips, then the sharp tang of the margaritas that they had been drinking all night.

Lady Davenport's hands had quickly wrapped around India’s, sliding briefly over the rounded bottom inside her sundress. She stroked her back up to top, tugging the fabric away from the wet skin to run her fingers along it. India pressed her knee in deeper between the legs, forcing them to part, and rose up to meet the sweltering heat between them. She pulled back just to suck Lady Davenport's lower lip and then she tilted her head back the other way to push her tongue in deeper, longing to swallow her whole. However, she pulled away again, eyes flickering from side to side. India had not even noticed the people around her, of whom some had stopped their talking to watch. Lady Davenport gave them a hard stare back and grabbed India’s hand, heading for the restrooms. The chatter in the restroom was as blinding loud as the music outside. Lady Davenport headed straight for an unoccupied stall toward the back. Pulling India in with her she had to do some climbing get her legs around the toilet to shut the door. There was a little chuckle from the sink, but Lady Davenport did not care.

She lunged towards Lady Davenport with her hands flying down over her ass then down the back of her thigh to lift one leg up so she could put her knee back up to firmly press into her crotch. She grinded her knee in as they kissed again... hands flying up beneath sundresses, scooping out breasts to grasp and squeeze.

India's long fingers cover Lady Davenport's medium breasts as she leaned her head down to pulling them free of the fabric and wrapping her mouth wide around her nipple. Sucking them softly as her fingers worked at her dress. She had to touch her. The dress was down and she yanked at the sides of it, pulling Lady Davenport’s small frame completely from the wall in one jerk. Her fingers dug to the inside of the India’s panties and slipped down under her sundress. India groaned as she felt the small patch of pubic hair as she sank three fingers over the hot wet mound and outer lips. India ran her middle finger along the slit before teasing it, but Lady Davenport was so wet, her finger slipped inside sharply. Her body jerked as she inadvertently tapped her *.

“Mmmm, f*ck me, honey,” India whispered hoarsely as she raised up to nuzzle at Lady Davenport's ear, her tongue flashing out along the lobe, teeth pulling it into her mouth.

“Just f*ck me... please,” Lady Davenport, whispered back, “Hurry!”

India groaned and hiked her thigh up her side again as the other hand dove deeper into her pants. She slides the tip of her middle finger along the silky, sodden folds and down to circle over her entrance before pushing the tip inside. She tilted it up to rub the small little grooves at her upper entrance.

"Hurry," Lady Davenport panted again.

India pushed two fingers inside and thrust them up to her knuckles. She pulled her body back and shoved her entire frame up into her again as her fingers thrusted in deeper. She jerked away and shoved forward with her whole body again. Lady Davenport bangs her back into stall of the bathroom wall. She was reaching up to grip onto the top of the doorway as she India's body shove into her. Her head is turning from side to side as she grunted.

“Oh, my Gawd, are they...?”

India heard the voices from outside the stall. She moved her head to cover Lady Davenport's mouth with hers, languidly deeply kissing her. Both women's nostrils flared as they panted into each other's feeling of lust.

India quickened the pace and jabbed at her p-ssy. Her pants and panties were keeping her hand in tight, confined, but also allowing the base of her palm to grind into Lady Davenport’s *. Her hand was soaked as she clearly heard the squelching sounds. She reached around with her other hand to sink it inside the back of the dress that covered Lady Davenport's ass and pulled her in tighter.

Lady Davenport was starting to buck back against her hand and India knew she was close, so she pushed her palm into the * tighter. Lady Davenport tore her lips away to cry out but India's free hand swept up her back to grab onto the sweaty matted hair and pulled it back. She wrapped her lips around her throat and felt the spasms and violent quaking of her body in her hands. She held on with a strong, shaking palm furiously against her * and every nerve grasping onto the reactions of her body.

Her hard grunt and jolt from her signaled a release from the orgasm as India pulled her palm away. She slowly pulled the fingers free and heard the squelch as they left her hole. She pushed into Lady Davenport, holding her up, supporting her against the stall as both of them panted.

India turned her head a little, bringing up her dewy wrinkled fingers to her nose to inhale sharply. She suckled her finger, turning to her and kissing her again, pushing the taste of her own cunt deep into Lady Davenport's mouth.

India leaned away into the opposite wall and watched the Lady Davenport fumble with her sundress as she paused and unrolled a bit of toilet paper and dug inside her panties to wipe some of the wetness from her crotch. India chewed her lip, longing to clean that up with her mouth and not waste it on the tissue. She opened the stall door and rested her palm on Lady Davenport’s back to walk drunkenly from the stall past the staring eyes of the other women in the room and out into the dark of the club. India pressed at her back and guided her to the door and out into the cool air. Lady Davenport leaned over India’s shoulder and whispered, “So are you going to take the job?”