Page 31 of Saving Penny
“I’m not. At least I wasn’t until you. I thought you were so beautiful and smart when you first started working at Med-Well. I loved that you kicked all the men’s asses when the sales reports would come out,” Lydia began, scooting closer to Penny.
Penny’s stomach churned as the woman moved closer to her. She tried not to flinch as Lydia brushed her hair away from her face. Her touch was gentle as she tucked the hair behind her ear. Penny stared at the woman. They were approximately the same size. How the hell did she carry Penny to and from her car and get her out of her clothes all by herself?
“But then you walked around the office in those sexy power suits and tight dresses, showing off your curves and your sexy legs. God, how I loved when you wore dresses that showed off your breasts. I never thought I would be a breast girl, but yours, I would sit at my desk and daydream about them. Everything about you turned me on. You had me aroused almost every time you smiled at me. I can’t even tell you how many times, when you were away on business, I would go into your office, lock the door and get myself off at your desk.” Lydia giggled as she trailed her fingers along Penny’s face.
God, I don’t know if you’re listening, but if you are, please send Drake to me, she prayed silently to herself. She knew that it would be a miracle if he showed up, guns blazing, to rescue her.
“God, I can’t even believe that I’m telling you this. I eventually started keeping a vibrator at work so I could slip into your office and use it on myself.” Lydia giggled again, as if they were just two girls at a slumber party, telling their darkest secrets.
Penny fought not to move. Lydia was sick. She needed help. She swallowed hard and sat still. She didn’t want to give Lydia a reason to get angry. She had to keep her talking.
“I imagined one day, being able to rub my naked nipples up against yours. Want to see mine? Here, look at them.” Lydia sat back and pushed the thin straps of her gown down to allow her naked breasts to come into view. Her face lit up with the hope of pleasing Penny. “Just having you look at my naked titties is making me wet for you.”
Penny cursed internally, not knowing what to say, but to look as Lydia bid. She jerked her head in a nod as Lydia held her breasts in her hands to display them for Penny, and waited for her approval.
“They’re pretty,” Penny’s croaked as she cleared her throat. Hell, the woman could get butt naked for all she cared, as long as she didn’t try to touch her.
“I knew you’d think so.” Lydia smiled at Penny’s approval. “I just knew that once I got you alone and we could spend time together, you would come to love me as much as I love you.”
Penny’s eyes widened at the woman’s confession.
Drake! Please hurry, she cried silently to herself as she watched Lydia take the nightie off, leaving her naked. It was crazy to believe that he would be able to hear her, but she held onto the hope that he could.
“You love me?” she asked in disbelief as Lydia jumped from the bed. She grabbed the oversized chair from the corner of the room and pushed it near the bed.
“I’ve loved you so much that it hurt whenever you didn’t notice me,” Lydia admitted, moving to sit naked in the chair. Anger flashed on her face for a brief moment, before clearing. She propped her legs up on the arms of the chair to give Penny a front row seat to the show she was about to put on. “But that’s in the past. Now we’re alone, and I just know you’re going to love me. I want to do something that’s been a fantasy of mine. I’ve always dreamt of pleasuring myself in front of you.”
Penny’s thoughts flew to over the past few years, and the selfies they would take together. She had always thought the pictures were just harmless fun whenever they were bored at work, out to lunch, or at company functions. She closed her eyes at her stupidity. Why didn’t she suspect Lydia? Here she was, thinking it had been Nolan or an ex-boyfriend.
“Penny,” Lydia moaned low. Penny’s eyes flew open to the sight of Lydia fingering herself. She tried to close her eyes tight, but the woman’s groans filled the air. “Look at me, Penny.”
“Lydia, this is happening too fast,” she groaned, turning her eyes to the woman. She was reaching for anything to get Lydia to stop what she was doing.
“It’s been five whole years for me. Five years of me lusting after you, knowing that you were sleeping with those men. I bet you’d like my pussy better than their cocks.” Lydia gasped as she thrust her finger deep within her folds. Penny looked away at the ceiling, tears filling her eyes. “I’ve waited for the moment we could be together.”
Drake.
The memory of him carefully licking her wound came to mind. Even though she was horrified at first that he bit her, he took such gentle care of her to help it heal.
“Look at me!” Lydia shouted, jumping up from her chair. Penny heard her snatch the nightstand drawer open, and her head flew to the side as she watched in horror as Lydia pulled a little handgun from the drawer. It was silver, with a pearl handle, and fit perfectly in the palm of her hand.
“Okay, honey. I’m looking at you. Show me how much you love me,” Penny croaked at the sight of the gun. She willed the other woman to put the weapon down.
“That’s better. I didn’t want it to come to this,” Lydia mumbled as she sat back down on the chair. Penny bit her lip to keep from crying as she watched the woman resume her position in the chair. Her eyes remained on Penny as she began to play with herself again. She leaned back in the chair, her head falling back as she rubbed her clitoris.
A wolf’s howl echoed outside the cabin. Penny’s heart slammed in her chest; she recognized that howl. She’d heard it start a beautiful wolf symphony.
Drake.
He’d found her. She knew that he would rescue her.
“What the hell? We usually don’t get wolves in these parts.” Lydia paused her performance and sat up in the chair, dropping her feet to the floor. She stood, grabbed her nightgown and tossed it on. She grabbed her pistol and headed out of the room, pausing in the doorway. “Don’t move, baby. I’ll be right back.”
Right. Where would I go when you have me strung up tighter than a Thanksgiving turkey, waiting to get dipped into the turkey fryer?Penny thought to herself.
Penny’s head fell back against the pillow with relief. Her body relaxed as much as it could, knowing that Drake was near. Drake would rescue her and get her the hell out of here.
Chapter 15
