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Therese sighed as she put on her apron, walking into work. She hated her job, it was monotonous and boring. Working with the public was wearing on her. She couldn’t wait to finish school and get a better job with her degree. She only worked at the grocery store to help pay for gas back and forth to school and for parking. She decided to commute since she and her sister lived with their grandmother. They both commuted to school to help take care of her. Neither one had lived with their parents for years. Their parents were junkies who never took care of their children, often leaving them alone for long periods of time. But they managed to get by, staying with friends or family members. No one seemed to want to take them permanently until their grandmother stepped in and fought for custody of them when they were teenagers.
School was an hour away in Pittsburgh. She managed to get all of her classes on Tuesdays and Wednesdays and sometimes spent the night with her best friend in the city. She liked staying in Pittsburgh; it was such a difference from the small town where she was from. Therese hated where she was from. It was full of backwards thinking people and people who couldn’t accept anything that they couldn’t understand. It was one of those towns where if you did something on Tuesday morning, everyone knew about it Tuesday afternoon and she hated it. She hated how everyone was always in someone else’s business, so she kept to herself a lot. She had a few friends that still lived there, but her best friend lived in Pittsburgh and she missed her like crazy.
Therese punched in and went to the stockroom. She was tired of stocking shelves, but it was better than being a cashier and she pushed through, knowing that she wouldn’t be doing it forever. This was the only job that she’d ever had. She started it when she was sixteen and had been there for six years. She was trying to find a job working with one of the local photographers. He took a real interest in her photos and knew that she was in school for photography. He told her that he would take her pictures and get back with her. What she really wanted was to open her own business when she graduated. She had learned a lot at The Art Institute and already knew the basics of what she needed to do to accomplish her goals. Her job actually made for some interesting photos that she would take on her phone and edit on her computer.
She had a five hour evening shift that she had to get through and then she had to go home and finish her schoolwork. She loaded up her cart and pushed it to one of the aisles. The management didn’t like for them to listen to music on their phones, but all the important people were gone and the manager that was working didn’t care if they did. She popped in her earphones and put on some music to try and help get through the shift. A few customers stopped her and asked her where things were. She hated that part of the job, having to usher people around to find things that were easy to find.
It was close to the end of her shift when something pulled her from her music. That scent. She knew that she’d smelled it before and it had been seared into her memory. She couldn’t quite place from where she remembered it, but she had associated it with something that was arousing to her. She knew that it belonged to a woman, but couldn’t remember which woman. Therese had always fallen for older women. There was something about them that she was always drawn to. She knew that scent belonged to an older woman that she had a crush on at some point in her life. Just as she was looking around to see where it was coming from, there she came from around the corner: Carol Aird. Therese drew in a sharp breath and fumbled with her phone. She desperately tried to look busy with whatever she was doing, even though it was inevitable that Carol would walk past her if she stayed where she was. Carol was Rindy’s mother and Rindy was her sister Laila’s best friend. Therese always felt wrong for having such a crush on Carol. The Airds were always good to the sisters. Laila stayed with them often when they were younger and Therese would occasionally stay. She would find any excuse to be near Carol. Whether it was helping with dinner or cleaning, she did anything for Carol. She had fallen hopelessly in love with her at a young age and still felt the same way seeing her now. Carol was the most beautiful woman who lived in their small town. Hell, she was the most beautiful woman who ever lived as far as Therese was concerned.
She hadn’t seen Carol in awhile and all of those familiar feelings came flooding back. She wanted to speak to her, but she was nervous seeing her again. Carol hadn’t noticed her yet and Therese pulled up the camera app on her phone. She snapped a few photos of Carol and put the phone back in her pocket and turned her music up. Therese grabbed one of the boxes on her cart and went back to work stocking the shelves, trying to distract herself. She could have easily left the aisle, but she wanted to look at Carol. She sensed that she was getting closer, but still tried to look distracted. Someone came up to her from the opposite direction, grabbing ahold of her arm.
“Therese!”
She jumped and looked up. She pulled the earphones from her ear and smiled. “Rindy! Hey! How are you?” She hadn't seen Rindy in awhile and wasn’t expecting to see her, figuring that Rindy was away at school. Rindy gave her a hug and she couldn’t help but notice how much Rindy had grown to look like her mother.
“I’m well. How are you?”
“I’m all right. Ready to get out of this place.” They both laughed and stood there catching up, telling each other about school. Rindy told her that school was going well. She was going to Penn State to be a pharmacist.
“Mom, look who it is!” Rindy shouted and Carol looked in their direction. Therese slowly turned around to see Carol walking in her direction. She was still stunning even after Therese hadn’t seen her for awhile. She was wearing a black skirt that stopped right above the knee with a white button up shirt. The top three buttons were undone and Therese tried not to look. Her blonde hair was down, parted on the left and it fell just below her shoulders. Carol’s makeup was always perfect, never too much, but her red lipstick contrasted perfectly with her creamy skin. She watched as Carol got closer and when she recognized Therese, a smile grew on her face. Those eyes. Therese had stared into those icy blue eyes many, many times and they were still as beautiful as the first time that she’d seen them.
“Therese, darling. How are you?” she asked as she hugged her. Hugging Carol made her dizzy. She never wanted to leave her arms. The hug felt like it broke too early.
“I’m well. How are you?”
“I’m well. So, you’re still working here? I thought Rindy told me that you were in school?” Carol was familiar with her situation.
“Oh, I am. I work here to pay for gas and parking at school.”
“And your sister, how is she?”
“She’s well. She goes to school, too.”
“Are the two of you still with your grandmother?”
“Oh, yes. We try to help her as much as we can.”
“The two of you are such pleasant girls. I miss seeing you both around. You were both always so polite when you stayed with us, always helping out.” Carol winked at her and Therese blushed as she felt her stomach drop.
“Well, it was the least that we could do. You were always so generous, letting us stay with you.”
“Don’t mention it, we loved having the both of you stay with us.” Carol’s husband, Harge was a director at one of the distribution centers for a pharmaceutical company, so he made pretty good money. They never minded when the Belivet sisters stayed at their house, as they wanted to help them any way that they could. “Why don’t you two come over for dinner tomorrow night? That is, if you can.”
“Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to put you out. It would just be me, Laila’s staying with her boyfriend this weekend.”
“Absolutely! I’d love to have you over. Come by whenever. I’ll be there all day and so will Rindy.”
“All right. I’ll be there.” Therese couldn’t pass up the opportunity to spend time with Carol even if it was under the guise of seeing Rindy.
Rindy and Carol both said their goodbyes and Carol leaned in to hug Therese again. Therese took advantage of it, silently inhaling deeply as she hugged Carol again. She watched Carol walk away and quickly snapped a picture of her. Therese couldn’t get over those curves of Carol’s and the way her hips swayed as she walked. Harge, that lucky bastard. What I wouldn’t give to run my hands over those curves.
Therese felt a surge go through her after the encounter with Carol. Her entire body was pulsating with pleasure. She was high on Carol and wasn’t sure how she was supposed to finish her schoolwork that night. Her mind was filled with only Carol.
She made it home and up to her bedroom. She changed out of her work clothes and could smell Carol’s perfume lingering on them. Bringing them to her nose, she inhaled deeply. She never wanted to wash them. She had to reread a paper and make some final adjustments along with some photo edits. The work didn’t need to be done until next week, but she hated to put it off. She quickly finished her work and plugged her phone into her computer. After she transferred all of her pictures, she opened the ones of Carol. She looked at every detail of Carol, admiring her beauty. Why can’t all women look like this? She zoomed in on Carol’s face as if she hadn’t already memorized every single detail of her. She printed out a picture and shoved it inside her journal.
Therese laid down in her bed, unsure of how she was supposed to sleep with how giddy she had been feeling. She heard her phone buzzing and jumped up to answer it. She was surprised when she saw that it was Rindy.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Therese! What are you doing?”
“Absolutely nothing.”
“Well, why don’t you come over and spend the night? I’m not doing anything and it would be fun to have you over again.”
Therese’s heart started pounding. Yes, she wanted to spend the night at the Airds. Any reason in the world to see Carol would work for her. “Sure, I’ll pack some things and I’ll be over in a little bit.”
“Great! I can’t wait.”
Therese was running around her room, trying to find something that was clean and looked decent on her. She wanted to look nice for Carol. What the fuck am I doing? She’s not interested in me. Therese didn’t care, though. She still tried to find something that looked good on her and quickly packed some things to spend the night. She pulled her hair back and looked in the mirror, satisfied with how she looked. She asked her grandmother if she needed anything before she left and grabbed a bottle of wine from the refrigerator before heading out.
Therese couldn’t stop the smile on her face as she drove over to the Airds. They lived in a beautiful house in the rich part of town, on the hill above the high school. She hated to pull up in their driveway in her beat up car, but none of that mattered because she was about to see Carol again. She walked up to the house and rang the doorbell, anxiously waiting for someone to answer and hoping that it would be Carol.
Carol opened the door, looking even more gorgeous than before. She was wearing a silk robe that was opened. She had on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts underneath. Therese could see out of the corner of her eye that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She wanted desperately to steal a glance of Carol’s breasts, but she kept her eyes on Carol’s. Her hair was pulled back, revealing her neck.
“Hello, sweetheart,” Carol said as she hugged Therese. “Rindy told me that you were coming over.” She smiled at Therese.
“Hi. I brought some wine. I hope that’s okay.”
“Of course. You girls are both old enough to drink. Come in. I think Rindy’s out back on the patio.” Therese stepped inside and took off her shoes. Carol locked the door behind her. “I’ll put this in the refrigerator for you.”
“Thank you.” Therese followed Carol to the kitchen, gazing at her from behind. She walked out to the patio through the kitchen and found Rindy. Carol brought them two glasses of the wine that Therese brought and went to pour one for herself.
“I hope you don’t mind if I drink some of this, Therese.”
“Not at all.” She could listen to Carol say her name forever.
Carol sat down on one of the chairs, crossing her legs and Therese was finally able to steal a glance in the dark. She could finally look without being caught. She glanced at Carol’s perfectly toned, creamy legs as they sat there, talking. Carol asked her about school and what she had wanted to do after she graduated. Therese told her all of her plans and when Carol’s eyes were no longer on her, she quickly stole a glance of Carol’s breasts. She almost regretted it because the thought of only a thin piece of material that separated her from Carol’s breasts almost drove her crazy. She swallowed hard and was keenly aware of how wet her underwear were becoming.
Therese was becoming anxious in Carol’s presence and felt wrong for thinking the things that were going through her mind. She wanted to kiss Carol, bury herself in Carol’s chest, hold her, run her hands over Carol’s body. How the hell am I going to make it through the night?
Carol finished her glass of wine and told the girls that she was going to bed, hugging and kissing them both goodnight. Therese stood up saying that she was going to refill her glass, but looking for any excuse to stand up and hug Carol. She wanted to feel her breasts against her and she could have sworn that she felt two hard peaks straining through the fabric and pressing against her. She grabbed Rindy's glass and filled both of them in the kitchen.
They continued talking and finished their wine. They decided that they were both pretty tired and Rindy told her that she could either sleep with her or in the guest bedroom. Therese chose the guest bedroom because it meant that she could walk past Carol's room and steal a glance even if it meant seeing Harge. She took her stuff to the guest bedroom and noticed that it looked like someone had been sleeping there recently. The room smelled of Carol and she wondered if it was Carol who slept there. When she climbed in the bed, she was sure that Carol had been sleeping there, she could smell her scent on the sheets and pillowcase. Therese was happy with her decision to sleep there and patted herself on the back for making the right decision. She noticed a few blonde strands on the pillowcase and smiled to herself. Carol.
She fell asleep, blissfully happy to be mixing her own scent with Carol's.