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AUTHOR'S NOTE: It was a dark and stormy (& snowy!) night and I had nothing better to do, so this got penned! Thanks to Ralst for posting and to anybody taking the time to read it.
ARCHIVING: Only with the permission of the author.
For once Helen wasn't late. In fact she was surprisingly early but she had good reason today.
She had looked up at the cell window when she arrived and smiled too herself at the absence of a familiar face. She knew Nikki would still be asleep and that she would rise by the time Helen got to her office. As she sat at her desk now, she knew Nikki should be heading back from her shower.
She picked up the phone on her desk.
"Can someone bring Nikki Wade to my office as soon as possible please? Thank you." She hung up the receiver and leaned back in her chair and smiled.
Nikki stood in her bathrobe when the cell door opened and a sour faced Sylvia Hollamby stood in the doorway.
"Let's be having you Wade. Miss Stewart wants to see you in her office."
"What? I'm still getting dressed." Nikki looked at her.
"Well, I'm sorry that it's such an inconvenience!" Hollamby said sarcastically.
Nikki's hair was still wet and she hadn't even started with her make up.
"Come one, I haven't got all day!" Sylvia said.
Nikki tutted and let the bathrobe slip off. Sylvia turned away. "What's it about?" She asked.
"How should I know? You've been summoned so just get a move on!"
Nikki didn't bother with underwear as she pulled on her jeans and slipped her blue hooded sweat top over her head. She slid her feet into her flip flops.
"Haven't had your morning cuppa yet, have you miss?" Nikki smiled as she passed Sylvia, heading out of her cell.
She followed Bodybag, all the while wondering what Helen wanted to see her about. It was early, way too early for Helen to even be here yet, so it must be important she thought.
She felt her excitement rising at the prospect of seeing Helen, no matter how brief it may be. Their moments together were so rare.
Sylvia tapped on Helen's door.
"Come in." Helen called.
"Wade for you Ma'm." Sylvia announced Nikki's arrival dismissively.
"Thank you Sylvia. That'll be all." Helen walked over to the door.
"Ma'm?" Sylvia looked at her surprised.
"I'll take it from here. You can come back for Nikki in an hour." Helen told her. She saw Sylvia about to protest and also the surprised look on Nikki's face.
"I need to talk to Nikki about her Open University Course. I want to go over her upcoming exam and any questions she may have. I'm sure Nikki isn't going to be any bother. Are you Nikki?" Helen looked at her, arching an eyebrow.
Nikki smiled. "No Miss."
"You see Sylvia, nothing to worry about. Now, I'll see you in an hour. I don't want to be disturbed."
Helen began to close the door on her and Sylvia snorted as she made her way out of the connecting office. Helen shielded the door, so Nikki couldn't see her lock it.
"Wow, a whole hour together?" Nikki asked incredulously. "I've missed not seeing you on the wing." She said as Helen made her way back behind her desk.
"Sit down." Helen said sternly and pointed at the chair.
Nikki rolled her eyes and slumped into it, folding her arms. "What have I done now?"
Helen sat in her chair. "What is today?" She asked.
Nikki knew it was significant to her but didn't think it would have any relevance for why she was here. She shrugged her shoulders.
"You're saying you don't know what day this is?" Helen asked again.
Nikki shrugged her shoulders again. "Tuesday?" She offered.
Helen sighed deeply and Nikki saw the irritation on her face.
"I believe today is your birthday." Helen said and started to smile. She flicked open the locks of her briefcase, as it sat on her desk and lifted the lid.
Nikki unfolded her arms and Helen saw the joy in her face that she knew what day it was.
"Don't tell me you've got some jelly and cake in there?" Nikki smiled and motioned at the briefcase, unable to see inside it.
"Would you prefer jelly and cake?" Helen asked. "Or this?" She slowly turned the case around.
Nikki's mouth fell open and her eyes widened as she saw the article inside. Helen actually thought she turned pale.
"I take it you're familiar with one of these?" Helen stood up and using one finger, held it up by one of its straps.
Nikki swallowed hard, as she watched it dangle in mid air. "It's been a while."
"Oh, I'm sure it's just like riding a bike. You never forget surely?" Helen said.
Nikki's mouth went dry. "Believe me, that's not a very good comparison." Nikki closed her eyes but when she opened them again, she knew she wasn't dreaming. It was still dangling there.
"Is this for real?" Nikki asked.
Helen didn't answer. She slowly made her way round her desk, casually swinging the contraption. She stood in front of Nikki and dropped it into her lap.
Nikki looked down at the double sided dildo and harness.
"Just so you understand me," Helen said softly and leant towards Nikki, gripping the arms of the chair. "You will do exactly as I tell you. You will not move. You will not speak unless I give you permission. Is that clear?"
Nikki began to breathe faster. Helen's mouth was only millimetres away and she felt her breath on her face, could smell her perfume, the shampoo in her hair.
Nikki nodded. "Yes Miss."
"Good." Helen drew back and leant against the edge of her desk. She slowly raised her hands to the buttons on her jacket.
Nikki loved the suit Helen was wearing. It was one of her favourites, although Helen usually wore the jacket undone, with a blouse underneath. But now it was buttoned all the way up, and Nikki couldn't see any signs of a shirt beneath it at all.
As Helen released the last button, Nikki realised why. Helen slowly pulled the two sides apart, to reveal a black lace bra. She slid the jacket off her shoulders.
Nikki gasped and gripped the arms of the chair, shifting forward, taking in the sight before her.
"I told you not to move." Helen's tone was quiet but forceful.
Nikki sat still, her knuckles turning white as she gripped harder. Helen stepped towards her and turned around.
"Undo my skirt." She commanded.
Nikki's hand trembled as she reached out. She was shaking so much she fumbled with the button for several moments then lowered the zip. She looked up to see Helen watching her over her shoulder. The smile on her face was wickedly cruel.
Helen stepped away again, her back to Nikki and gently eased the skirt down over her hips letting it fall and pool at her feet.
Nikki audible gulped at the black lace suspender belt and stockings, the tiny black lace G-String. The sight of Helen's bare backside.
"Oh Jesus." She murmured and clenched her thighs together.
Helen tried not to laugh and turned to face her. "I didn't give you permission to speak." She moved to stand in front of her again, leaning down.
Nikki resisted the temptation to let her tongue attempt to lick one of the breasts that were now in front of her. She felt Helen's fingers threading through her hair, then her mouth kiss her cheek, then her mouth. She moaned as green eyes looked directly at her. And she couldn't stop her hand from touching Helen's hip, pulling her closer. But her hand was slapped away.
"No!" Helen said, breaking the kiss. She cupped Nikki's face in her hands and went back to kissing her. The soft kiss soon became hungry.
Nikki shifted again in the chair, desperate for further contact but Helen broke away.
Nikki stood abruptly, the contraption in her lap falling to the floor. Helen's arms reached up to Nikki's neck and she began kissing her again. Releasing one hand, she took Nikki's and placed it around her back and Nikki's other hand quickly followed, pulling Helen into her body.
Helen turned her attention to Nikki's zipper on her jeans, slowly lowering it and heard Nikki moan against her mouth. She slid a hand inside and was surprised to find Nikki wasn't wearing underwear. She smiled against Nikki's mouth as she realised she had timed her call just right.
She pushed further into the opening of the jeans and gasped at the wetness she felt. "Is this driving you crazy Nicola?"
Nikki jerked and closed her eyes at hearing Helen call her by full name. "You have no idea how much." Her knees went weak and Helen held her up.
Helen glanced at the floor. "Put it on." She whispered in Nikki's ear. Nikki bent down and picked up the harness. Her hands were shaking even more and she began to get it tangled.
"Here," Helen said softly. "Let me help you."
With it quickly fitted over Nikki's jeans, Helen pulled down the opening of the zipper and as she stared at Nikki, gently slid one half inside. Nikki grabbed her hand and helped it into position, groaning as she did so.
"Are you okay?" Helen asked, as she tightened the strap. Nikki nodded. "Touch me."
Nikki didn't hesitate. She gently pulled at the lace on the bra, until Helen's breast popped out and her mouth descended on it. Helen was surprised at the force and gripped Nikki's head, as her tongue flicked over it. She reached for the desk behind her, as Nikki's body pushed into hers. She felt fingertips slide under the lace G-string, pulling it down and Nikki journeyed down her body with it, kissing her stomach and thighs.
Helen knew she couldn't hold up the pretence much longer. Nikki appeared in front of her again and her mouth crushed against hers and she felt Nikki's hand edge its way between her thighs.
Nikki moved her body against Helen's and her hand began a slow assault. Her mouth captured Helen's and her kiss mirrored that of her hand.
"Wait." Helen said breathlessly.
"Darling, this thing needs..."
"I know what it needs. It's in the briefcase." Helen pulled Nikki with her and they partly stumbled round to the other side of the desk.
The slipped on the prophylactic and their hands joined together, applying the lubricant.
Helen pushed Nikki down onto her chair and sat across her knees sliding her hands under the sweat top, massaging the breasts as Nikki's mouth took hers in her mouth again.
As Helen rose up, Nikki looked at her face. Her lips were swollen and her cheeks flushed.
"Now." Was all Helen said and she moved further onto Nikki's lap.
Nikki held the shaft, feeling it nudge and then slip easily into Helen as she lowered herself onto it. They both gasped at the dual sensation. Helen slowly began to move, her hands on Nikki's shoulders, while Nikki's hands held her hips, guiding her.
The chair began to move, the wheels unable to keep still from the momentum. Nikki tried to stop it with her feet, but couldn't.
"Floor." Helen suggested.
Nikki supported Helen's back and eased them off the chair. Her knees hit the floor with a thud and she laid Helen on her back, hearing her groan.
"Are you okay?"
Helen nodded and pulled Nikki's head to her neck where lips and teeth began to nip and kiss. She felt Nikki start to thrust, gently to begin with, but then she heard her start to grunt and grind her hips more erratically, thrusting harder.
"Slow down, sweetheart," She knew Nikki was too excited, too aroused. It was too much for her to take. "Calm down." She lifted Nikki's head.
"I can't .its been so long for me and you feel so good."
Helen saw the anguish on Nikki's face. "Yes, you can. Don't leave me yet. Wait for me." She grabbed Nikki's hips, holding them still.
Nikki swallowed and her panting eased at Helen's calming words. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath and let it out slowly. When she opened them again, Helen was smiling at her and her hand stroked her face.
"Slowly." Helen whispered. Nikki complied, moving her hips, grinding in a slow circular motion. She tried to ignore the feeling inside herself and concentrated on looking at Helen.
When Helen raised her knee, Nikki had to stop again. And when Helen proceeded to hook her leg over her shoulder, she didn't know how she didn't simply come from Helen's gesture.
Once again, Nikki started to move, stroking the stockinged thigh over her shoulder, feeling the silk, kissing the exposed flesh at the top. Then she raised herself up with her arms, looking down at Helen's body. Helen gasped as her leg was pulled higher and she began to move with her, instigating the speed.
"Is this too much?" Nikki asked softly and nipped at the knee.
"No." Helen hands were under Nikki's top, caressing her again.
"Does it feel okay?" Nikki knew she was in deep.
"It's feels wonderful."
"Christ," Nikki half laughed. "You look incredible. You're so bloody sexy like this." She watched Helen's breasts rising, the exposed one rippling from the motion of them moving together.
Helen smiled at Nikki's brown eyes filled with lust and desire. Nikki began to increase the momentum, feeling her half increasingly stimulate her.
As Helen began to softly moan, it spurred Nikki on, and she moaned with her.
"Nikki I " Helen reached up to touch her face.
"Darling, tell me what you want." Nikki saw Helen bite her lip.
"I want your mouth. I want to feel your mouth on me."
Nikki withdrew quickly, roughly. She reached behind her and pushed the chair away, then moved between Helen's legs, lifting her hips. Her tongue replaced the toy, plunging inside Helen, stroking back and forth.
Helen flung her arms outwards, flailing as she bucked. She felt her back chaffing against the carpet beneath her, feeling the warm burn on her skin and she reached out to grab the leg of the desk, gripping it tightly.
As the first orgasm ripped through her body, she resisted the urge to cry out, gritting her teeth together and hissing her pleasure through them. The second one followed in quick succession, taking her by surprise. It wasn't something she normally experienced and it was as strong as the first. Nikki's mouth continued to claim her but now her fingers replaced her tongue.
As she came for a third time, Helen thought she was going to pass out. She slammed her palm against Nikki's head, pushing her away.
"No more, please, I can't take anymore." She begged.
Nikki moved up her body and kissed her hard. Her tongue danced around Helen's mouth and she felt her respond, her own taste arousing her.
Reaching down, Helen hastily unfastened the harness, pulling it out of Nikki's jeans, moving it to one side.
"Ahh!" Nikki groaned.
"I'm sorry, but I need to be inside you." Helen heaved Nikki onto her back, roughly pulling her jeans further down her hips. She didn't want Nikki to have to wait any longer.
Her fingers slid inside and Helen began her own slow assault, but Nikki raised her hips pushing Helen deeper, bucking violently against her hand.
Helen saw her heavy lidded eyes, heard her start to moan loudly. "You need to be quiet Nikki," Helen encouraged. "Can you be quiet?"
Nikki shook her head knowing she couldn't.
Helen smiled. "It's okay. Just let it go." She kissed her, stifling a moan.
As Nikki became louder, Helen clamped her other hand over her mouth. "Sorry sweetheart." She knew she couldn't take the chance of them being heard and she saw Nikki understood.
She felt Nikki start to grip around her fingers. "God, you feel incredible." She said softly. "I want you to come."
Nikki's chest expanded at the comment; her eyes rolled back and her hips thrust harder, her hands clawing at the floor beneath her.
Helen felt Nikki begin to scream against the palm of her hand, felt the vibration of it. She screamed over and over, as her body was racked with huge shudders. Helen watched her close her eyes tightly, tears trickling from the outer edge of her eyes. As the shudders and screams subsided, Helen removed her hand from Nikki's mouth and held her tightly as she softly sobbed.
"Shush, I'm right here." She pulled Nikki to her and cradled her in her arms.
It was several minuets before Nikki was able to speak. She clung to Helen as they lay on the floor, feeling Helen's hand stroking through her hair, and the kiss she planted on her forehead.
"Happy Birthday sweetheart." Helen whispered. "Was your present okay?"
"Well, I always wanted a pony when I was little," Nikki lifted her head and grinned. "But that was the best fucking ride I've ever had!"
Helen laughed loudly and quickly covered her mouth with her hand, hoping nobody out in the far corridor heard her.
"That was just incredible and totally unexpected. Thank you darling." Nikki added. She rolled Helen onto her back and leisurely kissed her mouth.
"Seriously though, what now? How am I supposed to cope after this? Keep my hands off you completely everytime I see you? It will drive me nuts." Nikki asked.
"We'll cope. You may have to take some more Open University courses though. Just to give me an excuse to have an hour long meeting with you. Once you sit the exam for this one, we won't have the luxury of using it as an excuse." Helen brushed Nikki's hair back from her forehead.
"I could always flunk it." Nikki smiled. "Why this now?" She added.
"Because I wanted you so much. Wanted to feel you, hold you; have you make love to me, like you said you would when you were down the block. I know it's not as you said. All night isn't possible for us, but we could try, in increments." Helen smiled.
"You don't give up do you?"
"No, it's my job to see too the women's welfare in here."
Nikki laughed. "I hope I'm the only one getting this treatment miss."
Helen cocked an eyebrow then saw the time on the clock on the wall. "We'd better sort ourselves ."
Nikki turned to look at the clock. "We still have thirty minutes."
Helen saw the look on Nikki's face. "I don't think that's enough time."
"Wanna bet?" Nikki grinned.
Another three leisurely orgasms later and Helen's legs were so weak, she could barely stand up. They had five minutes left.
Nikki stood, pulled on her top and jeans while Helen shut the lid on her briefcase. She helped Helen back into her bra, then helped her step back into her G-string. She helped Helen with her skirt and jacket, and as Helen buttoned it, she rearranged Helen's hair then quickly combed her fingers through her own.
"You were amazing." Helen said.
"So were you."
"How do I look?" Helen asked. She rubbed her thumb over Nikki's lips and cheek removing any evidence of smeared lipstick.
Nikki cupped her face and kissed her. "You look utterly gorgeous. But you really shouldn't leave your office for another couple of hours. It's so obvious what you've been up too." She smiled.
"Really? What about when Sylvia arrives? Do you think she'll notice?" Helen smoothed down her skirt.
"I doubt it. That woman probably hasn't had sex in years. She won't recognise what it looks like anymore."
Helen laughed. She went over to the door and unlocked it. As she passed Nikki, she grabbed her and kissed Helen one more time.
"I love you darling."
"I love you too sweetheart."
They sat down in the same positions as when Sylvia left, just staring at each other.
Right on time, there was a knock on the door. Helen took a deep breath.
Sylvia opened the door, with the same soured faced look that had been there an hour ago.
"Thank you for being so prompt Sylvia." The slight irritation in Helen's voice was lost on Hollamby. "Okay Nikki, well I think we've covered all your concerns over the exam." Helen stood up and so did Nikki.
She wandered round from the desk. "Oh by the way, many happy returns Nikki." She smiled at her.
"Thanks Miss Stewart."
Sylvia looked bemused.
"It's Nikki's birthday today Sylvia. Wouldn't you like to wish her Happy Birthday?"
Hollamby snorted. "I suppose we'll be expected to supply them with jelly and cake next."
Nikki sniggered and Helen shot her a quick smile.
"What a thoughtful idea Sylvia. Perhaps I should mention it at the next staff meeting. See if any other PO's beside yourself would like to chip in for a whip round whenever there's a birthday on the wing?" Helen smiled.
Hollamby's mouth opened as she went to speak, but Helen turned her attention back to Nikki.
"Anyway Nikki, good luck for next week. I don't think you'll have any problems with the written paper. And especially none with the oral."
Nikki stared at her for a moment. "Thanks Miss Stewart. I appreciate the encouragement."
"My pleasure. Please come and tell me all about it when the exam's over. I'll be eager to hear how you think you did."
Nikki nodded. "I will. Consider it a date."
"I look forward to it." Helen said softly.
Nikki looked at her and heard the longing in Helen's voice; saw the sudden despair in her eyes at their situation.
Nikki's back was to Sylvia and she didn't see Nikki close her eyes briefly, as she felt the same longing and despair. She opened her eyes again and mouthed one more time "I love you" to Helen, before she turned and slowly walked out the door.
Sylvia closed the door and Helen reached out and touched the glass panel with her fingers, a final act of touching Nikki.
"Be strong," She said it quietly, meaning both of them. "We can get through this."
Helen wiped away the tear that trickled down her cheek and went back to her desk and the work that waited for her.
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