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The Christmas Bonus: Part 2

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Photo: Leire Cavia

🍑💦 This story is part of Tagg After Dark, a sapphic erotica collection exclusively for readers 18+. 🍑💦

Just jumping in? This is part 2 of a 5 part story. Go back and read part 1 before you continue!

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As the night went on, we chatted, laughed, and definitely flirted. The alcohol had done its job, and I opened up in ways I normally wouldn’t. People joined our conversation and flowed in and out, but throughout the night, I could feel Ari’s eyes on me. It felt unreal—and definitely forbidden.

What was I thinking? She was my boss. This could never go anywhere. I kept telling myself the flirting was harmless, but the more I drank and the more we bantered, the more I couldn’t help but harbor some hope.

“I’ve gotta go to the bathroom!” I chirped.

“Hurry back!” one of my coworkers said.

I stood, realizing I needed to slow down on the drinks, and tried to be cool as I made my way to the restroom. I stepped in, closed the door, and let out a deep breath. Thankfully, I was alone. I felt giddy, sexually charged, and guilty—which somehow made it even hotter.

“Fuck!” I muttered.

I walked over to the sink and stared into the mirror. I knew better. This was a terrible idea. But then I pictured her lips, the way her eyes wrinkled slightly when she laughed, and the warmth of her hand on my leg. Her quiet command.

As if summoned telepathically, the door swung open—and there she was.

“Hi,” Ari said, smiling.

“Hi…” My voice was shaky. “Um… I’m a little drunk, and I’m just confused because I know you’re my boss and, like, this is not cool, but…”

Oh my God, what am I doing? How drunk am I? Stop! But I didn’t stop. I stepped closer to her. Sober me was screaming, but drunk me was reveling in the energy.

She laughed. “You’re absolutely correct, Molly. I am your boss, and this is terribly confusing—and wildly inappropriate.” She took a step closer to me.

“Even more confusing now…” I murmured, almost in a whisper.

I glanced down at her perfect mouth and watched as she licked her lips. It felt like time was moving slower than normal. She looked me in the eye, placed her hand under my chin, and pulled me closer. Our lips were nearly touching. My breath hitched.

She leaned in and kissed me.

It was slow and soft at first, then suddenly vehement and fiery. Our tongues tangled as our hands roamed, seeking each other beneath the layers of clothing. She pushed me against the door, pinning my hands over my head as she kissed me.

She playfully bit my lip, licked my ear, and kissed her way down my neck with precision. A moan escaped my lips, unbidden. She squeezed my breasts through my dress, her touch firm yet teasing.

Then she suddenly stopped. Smiling, she leaned in and whispered in my ear, “I’ll give you my address. Come to me. Leave in thirty minutes.”

She kissed me hard one more time before leaving the bathroom.

I stood there, lipstick smeared, stunned—and soaking wet.

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What does Ari have in store tonight? Find out when part 3 drops on Sunday, December 15, 2024. Sign up for our weekly newsletter to be reminded when the newest installment is available. Or, you can access the entire story now when you become a Tagg Supporter. 💕

 

 

 

Author and Reiki Master Catie Shampine for Tagg Magazine.
Catie
Catie is a writer, model, and Reiki Master! She loves all things pop culture and is always either watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer or dancing to Chappell Roan. She can be found on Instagram and TikTok @shampinesupernova.