About Paiges Passion
by Berengaria Brown
40 pages / 10000 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-201-9
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Paige invites her good friend Madeline on a business jaunt to a distant
city. They’ve been lusting after each other for some time, but Paige is
worried that taking the step to a sexual relationship might destroy their
friendship. A coy glance in the hot tub and a luxurious hotel suite help
overcome her fears, but nothing seems to help Paige's insecurities about her
body. Maddy is so lush, so confident – and Paige, well, Paige feels safest
in a plain navy suit.
Paige desperately wants the relationship to work, but her career is very
important to her, and Maddie is an easy-going hedonist. Can they ever be
happy together?
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"Shit, Paige, this's a really nice suite. Are you sure
it's okay for me to be here with you?" asked Madeline, looking around at the
solid wooden doors hiding the huge flat-screen TV and mini-bar, and at the
ultra king-size bed.
Paige opened the drapes wide, exposing a fantastic view across to the river,
which was dotted with yachts and other sailing boats. "Of course it's okay.
Wait 'til you see the bathroom, Maddy. It's something special. Go, look at
it."
"Oh, wow, this is great. Two would definitely fit in this Jacuzzi and in the
shower. And there's a separate room for the toilet. That's really classy."
Madeline's voice echoed back to Paige.
At forty, Madeline's hair was still a shiny chestnut with no signs of gray,
her hazel eyes were always alive with fun, and she flitted from job to job
as the mood took her. Paige, ten years younger, considered her short, dark
brown hair and brown eyes positively dull beside the vivacious Maddy.
Paige grunted some affirmative noises, but her eyes and her mind were on
that huge bed. She sat on the side of it and sank deeply into a cushy
mattress and puffy quilt.
I'll finally be sharing a bed with Maddy. It's what I've wanted to do for
so long. She turns me on so much more than any man ever has. And I know
she's bisexual, she makes no secret of that. But does she desire me in that
way? And if we fuck, will that ruin our friendship? We get on so well
together. Will taking our relationship to a sexual level destroy our ability
to have fun together? Gods, I wish I knew what to do here!
"Hey, wake up! Let's go try out the pool and hot tub on the roof," suggested
Maddy, bouncing back into the room.
"Good plan. You change in the bathroom and I'll change here. But you have to
put your clothes and shoes back on; they don't let you in the hallways just
in swimwear."
"Not a problem," responded Maddy, grabbing her tote bag and heading back
into the bathroom.
Paige changed into her plain navy one-piece and hastily dropped an equally
plain navy A-line skirt over it. She was buttoning up a pale blue shirt when
Maddy called out, "Okay to enter?"
"Yeah, sure," Paige replied, moving over to her luggage to grab her
flip-flops.
Paige's heart began to beat so hard it almost drummed its way out of her
chest as she looked at Maddy. Her friend was wearing a bright candy pink and
orange tankini that should have clashed horribly with her hair, yet somehow
looked stunning. Maddy's lush breasts stretched the top enticingly, her hips
rounded out the bottom, and her belly protruded just the slightest bit,
making a smooth-flowing curve across the garment that was very enjoyable to
look at. Her legs were long and straight and slightly muscled, yet very
feminine.
Maddy dropped a pink sundress over her head, slid her feet into matching
pink sandals, and asked, "Are there pool towels, or do we need to take
towels with us?"
"When I went up to look at it before you arrived, there was a stack of pool
towels on a table by the door."
"Excellent. Let's go."
Paige grabbed her keycard and followed Maddy to the door, trying not to
drool at her friend's yummy ass swaying beneath the sundress. It was even
worse as they got off the elevator and walked up the few steps to the pool
entry. Maddy's calf muscles flexed and stretched. Her ass swung slightly and
Paige's cunt clenched with desire. She's my friend. Just a friend.
Someone to hang out with and talk to. Not a lover, she told herself
sternly.