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As Always For Heather
Chapter Eleven
Karla sat back on her new futon, burying her hands in her face.
Howard came out and jumped up beside his master. "I blew it Howard."
She grumbled loudly. "How am I going to work with this woman?" She sighed
heavily. "I cannot believe that I keep acting like an adolescent when
I'm around her." Howard just stared at his master blankly. "You
are no help at all." She growled at the feline. Deciding that
she would ask her sister later for some advice, she shooed the cat offthe
futon. "First I need to release some energy." She thought to herself.
Pulling herself off of the futon she search through her belongings and dug
out her sweats. She changed quickly and attached her keys to the wristband
she wore when she went running. "Time to check out the neighborhood."
She muttered as she exited her apartment.
Karla stretched her legs out as she looked up and down the streets
trying to map out a route so she wouldn't get lost. Two hourslater
Karla stretched out on her new futon sweating heavily as she sucked down a
bottle of Gatorade. She pulled out her cell phone and pressed the speed
dial. She waited until she heard her sister's voice answer. "Karla!"
Maureen squealed. "I'm glad you called, I was worried."
"I'm fine." Karla panted slightly still exhausted from her run.
"You don't sound it." Maureen said sharply. "What did you do?"
"How do you do that?" Karla inquired with a slight groan.
"I'm the mother of three girls." Maureen pointed out. "Not to
mention I grew up with you. You sound exhausted."
"I just went for a run." Karla tried to explain knowing that her over protective
step-sister wouldn't buy it.
"I see." Maureen replied quietly. "Now tell me what you did."
"Oh boy." Karla sighed deeply knowing she couldn't get off the hook.
"But that's why I called her." She thought. "Olivia the girl I
told you about . . ."
"I know who you are talking about." Maureen replied tersely. "You've
talked about nothing else for weeks now."
"I have not talked about her that much." Karla defended herself.
"Have to." Maureen countered.
"Have not." Karla fought back.
"Karla!" Maureen finally snapped. "Just spill it already, what
happened?"
"Well it all started when she was waiting for me at the airport." Karla
began slowly. A half an hour later she had spilled out all of the gory
details to her sister.
"Phew!" Maureen explained after Karla had finished retelling the events
that had occurred that day. "I've never known you to get this caught
up in someone. Are you certain you can work next to this gal everyday?"
"No." Karla confessed weakly. "Maureen it doesn't make any sense,
when I'm around her I don't seem to have any control."
"That doesn't sound like you." Maureen's voice sounded worried.
"Do you know why she and the girlfriend split up? Was it because of
what happened in New York?"
"I don't think so." Karla relaxed slightly feeling that Maureen was
really there for her. "From the little she has told me, there were problems
before we met."
"I think you should find out what happened." Maureen stated boldly.
"How am I supposed to do that?" Karla choked.
"You could ask her." Maureen replied flatly.
"I cannot do that!" Karla gasped. "Just how am I suppose to bring
her recent break up into conversation?"
"Excuse me?" Maureen laughed. "Listen up sweet pea, if she let
you stick your tongue in her mouth . . ."
"Hey!" Karla cut her off.
"Don't go getting all shy on me now." Maureen chuckled. "All I'm
saying is that you're not exactly strangers. She'll tell you if
you ask her. Just remember it will be her version of events."
Maureen concluded in a cautioning tone.
Karla remained silent as she tried to process what her sister was telling
her. She couldn't focus, her thoughts kept turning back to the blonde
who had fled from her apartment. "Karla?" Maureen's voice interrupted
her thoughts. "Karla?" She repeated. "Sis, are you still
there?"
"Yeah I'm here." Karla replied quietly. "Maureen none of this
matters, I cannot have any personal contact with her. The company policy
definitely frowns upon it."
"What exactly is J&B's policy regarding these matters?" Maureen
inquired.
"Well basically it is that personal relationships between co-workers, particularly
with someone who is your supervisor, are discouraged." Karla explained.
"Discouraged?" Maureen asked hesitantly. "What does that mean?
Is it discouraged or forbidden?"
"Well the legal jargon in the employee handbook basically explains that it
is discouraged." Karla tried once again to explain.
"So you could see each other if you wanted to?" Maureen inquired in
a confused tone.
"No." Karla answered firmly. "Let see if I can explain it.
The lawyers put it together very carefully. They don't come right out
and say that you cannot, because they don't want to get sued for violating
someone's civil rights. But they also don't want to deal with a sexual
harassment lawsuit either. The bottom line is that it is a definite
no-no."
"Okay I understand." Maureen responded grimly. "I think.
Basically, keep your pants on or they'll fire you."
"People at my level don't get fired." Karla chuckled lightly.
"We resign our positions suddenly. Or they would simply transfer me
to some little hellhole were I would be reduced to doing PR for a group of
yak herders. They would probably fire Olivia not for the affair but
they would come up with something to justify her dismissal."
"That sucks!" Maureen bellowed.
"It's the way of the world Sis." Karla responded with a calming tone.
"I understand it."
"You do?" Maureen responded with surprise.
"J&B is in the business of creating positive images for others."
Karla answered in a professional tone. "How would it look if our own
image was tarnished by a charge of sexual harassment."
"I still think it sucks." Maureen groused. "Do you think you can
handle this? This woman has really gotten to you."
"I don't have any choice." Karla answered in a slightly shaky voice.
"I'm so close to getting out with everything I want. I cannot blow it
now."
"I hear what you are saying." Maureen began slowly. "But can you
really keep away from her? You almost crossed the line the first time
you saw her. Karla, can you do this?"
"I guess I'll find out on Monday." Karla answered with a frown.
Karla continued talking to her sister unaware that not far away Olivia was
taking an extended shower while she tried to quiet her own fears. The
blonde stormed into the studio apartment; ignoring Sydney, she locked herself
in the bathroom. Finding the privacy she needed she found herself pleasuring
herself repeatedly. Her mind telling herself that if she just released
the tension and frustration everything would be all right. When she
finally emerged from the bathroom, she found herself with pruney skin and
feeling slightly satisfied. She noticed immediately that Sydney had
disappeared. She tossed on a t-shirt and an old pair of boxer shorts
and climbed into bed.
Her thoughts quickly returned to the feel of Karla's lips pressed against
her own. The memory of Karla's strong hands caressing her body.
She cast a glance over at the clock knowing that Sydney was at work and in
usual fashion probably had a date lined up for after her shift. Alone
with her thoughts she allowed her mind to wander. "God this woman has
me all worked up." she scolded herself as one of her hands crept up
her t-shirt. Her body shivered slightly as she felt her nipple harden
from her own touch.
"Oh yeah." She sighed. She continued to tease her nipple. Images
of Karla's body flashed through her mind as her excitement intensified.
She licked her lips, convincing herself that she just needed to release just
once more and somehow that would dispel the thoughts of Karla. Her hand
drifted down slowly, gently teasing the tight muscles of her firm stomach.
She could feel herself throbbing with anticipation as her fingers gently slid
under the waist band of her boxer shorts.
Closing her eyes she found herself picturing Karla's long naked body above
her. It was Karla's hand she envisioned as she dipped her fingers into
the wetness that had pooled between her thighs. She gasped in surprise
at how excited she found herself. Her body shivered as she explored
herself. Her fingers teasing at first until she found herself unable
to control herself any longer. Olivia could no longer contain herself
from her teasing fingers. The rhythm of her own touch increased rapidly
until she found her body arch as she shuddered. "Karla!" She screamed
out passionately as she fell over the edge.
Olivia felt her body still as her breathing slowly returned to normal.
"I must be losing my mind." She mumbled as she allowed her body to relax.
"Great, now I need another shower." She muttered as she finally opened
her eyes. The petite blonde climbed out of bed muttering to herself
as she padded off to the bathroom for another shower. She had decided
that this time it would be a very cold one. Not that she had much of
a choice in the matter after depleting most of the hot water from her earlier
venture.
Later that evening both women drifted off to sleep in their separate beds
while they convinced themselves that everything would be fine come Monday
morning when they would face one another once again. After all, the
events earlier in the day had been just like New York, it was just one of
those things, none of it really meant anything. As both women slept
they shared the same annoying thought that they were lying to themselves.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Monday morning arrived without much fanfare. Karla showered, dressed
and called for a taxi to take her to her new office. Somehow she managed
to block out any libidinous thoughts of her new assistant. "Wish me
luck, Howard." She commented to the content feline who simply rolled
over and went to sleep. "Fur ball." She muttered as she gathered
up her belongings and departed the apartment to meet her taxi.
Karla James stepped off of the elevator the portrait of professionalism.
She opened the glass doors that led into her new work environment with an
air of confidence. She walked past her new employees with a confident
stride. She could feel many eyes looking at her with a strange combination
of fear and curiosity. Karla smiled slightly, feeling the power that
her position granted her.
She stopped suddenly as her eyes caught the vision of Olivia
Davenport approaching her. She swallowed hard as she found herself staring
deeply in sea of green. "Good Morning, Miss James." Oliviag reeted
her, a smile never emerging in her delicate features. Despite her outwardly
cool demeanor, the tall executive felt her knees slightly tremble. "Olivia."
Karla greeted her coldly. "Did you get together the list of files that
I wanted to go over this morning?"
"Yes, Miss James." Olivia responded in an equally cool manner.
"There is a problem with the Maxell account that you need to look at."
Olivia explained as she handed over a large manila folder to Karla.
"Fine." Karla answered firmly as she accepted the folder. "Gather
the principals on the account, have them in the conference room in ten minutes.
I just need to settle some things in my office and grab a cup of coffee and
I'll join you in there. Have Robyn set up individual meetings with everyone
in the department for later in the day."
"Still haven't bought a coffee maker?" Olivia teased, immediately biting
her bottom lip for her slip. "I've already had Robyn change the schedule
so you can meet with the staff later." Olivia offered quickly.
"Good." Karla answered firmly as she moved to step past Olivia feeling
an urgent need to hide in her office so she could collect herself.
"We can do this." Olivia whispered softly to her as she passed.
Karla found herself turning back towards Olivia giving her a cold stare.
"Ten minutes, in the conference room." Was all she said before spinning
on her heels and retreating into her office.
Once she found herself safely behind the closed door of her office, Karla
dropped everything onto her desk. The normally composed woman found
herself shaking. "I was way over the top." She chastised herself.
A quiet knocking roused her from her thoughts. She quickly gathered
up her composure. "Come in." She answered dryly. Karla jumped
slightly as the side door to her office opened.
"It's just me." Olivia explained quickly as she stepped into the room
shyly.
"Sorry." Karla answered as she felt the tension building up inside of
her. "I forgot that our offices are adjoined."
"Coffee." Olivia explained as she tentatively handed Karla a mug filled
with steamy coffee.
"Thank you." Karla smiled slightly as she accepted the coffee.
"I um . . . I'm feeling a little bit like a school yard bully."
Olivia smiled at the comment. "Don't." Olivia responded as she
seemed to relax. "I think you may have scared the troops a little."
"Only a little?" Karla teased. "I must be losing my touch."
Olivia simply smirked in response as Karla took a moment to take a sip of
her coffee. "That's just what I needed. Thank you."
"You're welcome, Miss James." Olivia replied softly. "Now we have
a problem to solve. Let's get to work. I'll see you in the conference
room." Olivia offered with a slight shrug before she departed.
Suddenly Karla felt all of her trepidation melting away. There was something
about the way Olivia spoke to her that set her mind at ease. "How can
someone who gets my wheels spinning in all different directions also be such
a calming influence on me?" Karla wondered as she gathered up her things
and made her way down to the conference room.
When the day finally came to an end, Karla found herself relaxing in her office.
Her first day in Boston had gone smoothly for the most part. Facing
a crisis when she walked in had turned out to be a good thing. It gave
Karla a chance to see the staff in action. She was more than a little
impressed with how Olivia handled herself. Later she met withher new
staff one by one. Most of them, even though they seemed a little wary
of her, seemed to be a great team. Karla liked what she saw. Considering
the nature of their business she was pleased with the lack of egos.
There were a few notable exceptions of course. In particular Rob stood
out. Karla disliked the fact that he felt a need to share gossip with
her.
A soft knock came from Olivia's door, stirring her from her thoughts.
"Come on." She called gently. Olivia entered with a slight smile
on her face. "So boss . . . what did you think of your first day?"
Olivia asked her gently.
"I liked it." Karla answered with a bold smile. "I like how everyone
pulls together. There is a great group of people here."
"They are." Olivia reaffirmed.
"If today were any indication, I think that I am really going to enjoy working
here." Karla added.
"I hope so." Olivia replied sweetly.
"Quitting time." Karla yawned as she glanced at her wrist watch.
"Let's lock up and get out of here. I need to go home and see what kind
of trouble Howard has gotten into."
"Sounds like a plan." Olivia agreed. "Just one thing. Hold
on for a second okay?"
"Alright." Karla answered in a bewildered tone as Olivia dashed back
into her office.
Karla was gathering up her belongings when the small blonde returned holding
a large box. "It's a kind of welcome aboard gift." She explained
as she set the large package onto Karla's desk. Karla smiled at the
new coffee maker with a built in grinder. "I picked it up when I went
to lunch."
"Thank you." Karla answered shyly as she smiled at Olivia. "Is
this really a welcome aboard gift or is it insurance that the boss will be
properly caffinated before coming into the office?"
"I'll take the Fifth on that one." Olivia laughed in response.
"Well either way, I thank you." Karla offered as she took a step to
give the smaller woman a hug.
Their bodies were almost touching, the air surrounding seemed to be filled
with electricity. Both women turned away suddenly, managing to avoid
contact. Karla focused her attention on gathering up her personal belongings
while Olivia seemed to suddenly find her shoes very interesting. "Let
me grab my stuff and I'll meet you out front." Olivia said quickly as
she bolted into her office.
Karla found herself feeling a little light headed. "Will I ever stop
feeling this way about her?" She wondered. "Do I want to?"
Moments later Olivia was instructing her on how to lock up the office properly.
They shared the elevator back down to the lobby. Neither of them speaking.
As they departed the office building neither of them spoke. Instead
they simply waved good bye to the other before heading off in separate directions.
Each pretending that she felt nothing.
TBC
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