hadn't seen her there when she came in.
"You have a look," her friend said, rolling over and inspecting her more closely.
"I do?" Hannah asked, blushing, pulling away from her.
"You do…I know that look!" Naomi accused with a sinister smile curling her red painted lips.
"What look are you talking about?" Hannah tried to act dumbfounded at her accusation.
"You know what!" She insisted with the grin getting bigger.
"Um…" Hannah's blush deepened.
There was a distinct feeling of this turning out like the high school slumber parties where everyone talked about who they had a crush on and who the cheerleaders were sleeping with.
Hannah had never really had much to say when it came to things like that.
She knew there was no point in trying to hide anything from Naomi.
The woman could tell any change in her in an instant and she would pursue it like a dog on a fox until she found out what it was.
They had known each other since middle school, and it was a moot point to think she could ever keep something like her first BDSM sexual experience from her.
"You need to tell me everything," Naomi sat up and crossed her legs under her before pulling Hannah down on the couch next to her. "I know something good happened. I can see it all over your face."
"Okay. But…," Hannah blushed, giving in.
The light pink dusting on her pale cheeks added to her innocent appearance.
"But you can't breathe a word of this to anyone," she made Naomi promise before she would go on.
"Like I would tell anyone… You totally had sex with someone, didn't you?" She grinned like the cat who ate the mouse.
"So, my new boss…" Hannah started shushing her to calm her down.
"The rich investor with the mansion?" Naomi interrupted.
"Yes," Hannah rolled her eyes at her description.
She took a deep breath.
Girl talk had never been her thing, but this experience with Nathan was something she needed to share with someone, and if she was going to talk about it with someone, it was going to be her best friend.
"Nathan asked me to stay and have a glass of wine with him tonight after work," Hannah started.
Naomi took note that he was no longer Mr. Maxwell to her, and her eyes went round. "Wow."
"He offered me another position. A better one actually."
"That's wonderful!" Naomi said. "That look on your face when you came in looked like you had gotten laid or something, but wine and a new job can be just as good, right?" She laughed.
In the few years she had lived with Hannah it was rare for her to go out on a date or even give a man the time of day.
She had a focus and it didn't include a man taking up her time and distracting her from her goals.
Naomi wouldn't have been too surprised to hear that Hannah was still a virgin.
"I slept with him, Nai," Hannah blurted out.
"Seriously?" Her friend was clearly stunned.
Hannah nodded.
She half expected Naomi to be disappointed with her or think badly of her for having sex with her boss, but she was ready to handle that if it turned out to be the case.
"Was it good?"
Hannah's relieved laughter broke the awkward silence.
Good was the understatement of the year when it came to trying to describe what last night had been.
"It was amazing…but different," she said turning her head to the side, trying to figure out if there was a better way to describe it.
"In a good way?" Naomi asked hesitantly.
"In a very good way," Hannah laughed and changed positions on the couch so she could lean against the back cushions.
“Oh wow.”
“Yes. Wow would describe it,” Hannah smiled.
"So… what was different about it?"
"My boss is into BDSM."
The words came out of her mouth and it felt oddly natural.
"Oh my gosh, Hannah," Naomi covered her mouth with her hand like she had just told her something horrible.
"I actually liked it," she blushed. "More than just that though, I really like him."
The thought hit her that she may be having some very real feelings for Nathan.
Feelings were something she had
"You have a look," her friend said, rolling over and inspecting her more closely.
"I do?" Hannah asked, blushing, pulling away from her.
"You do…I know that look!" Naomi accused with a sinister smile curling her red painted lips.
"What look are you talking about?" Hannah tried to act dumbfounded at her accusation.
"You know what!" She insisted with the grin getting bigger.
"Um…" Hannah's blush deepened.
There was a distinct feeling of this turning out like the high school slumber parties where everyone talked about who they had a crush on and who the cheerleaders were sleeping with.
Hannah had never really had much to say when it came to things like that.
She knew there was no point in trying to hide anything from Naomi.
The woman could tell any change in her in an instant and she would pursue it like a dog on a fox until she found out what it was.
They had known each other since middle school, and it was a moot point to think she could ever keep something like her first BDSM sexual experience from her.
"You need to tell me everything," Naomi sat up and crossed her legs under her before pulling Hannah down on the couch next to her. "I know something good happened. I can see it all over your face."
"Okay. But…," Hannah blushed, giving in.
The light pink dusting on her pale cheeks added to her innocent appearance.
"But you can't breathe a word of this to anyone," she made Naomi promise before she would go on.
"Like I would tell anyone… You totally had sex with someone, didn't you?" She grinned like the cat who ate the mouse.
"So, my new boss…" Hannah started shushing her to calm her down.
"The rich investor with the mansion?" Naomi interrupted.
"Yes," Hannah rolled her eyes at her description.
She took a deep breath.
Girl talk had never been her thing, but this experience with Nathan was something she needed to share with someone, and if she was going to talk about it with someone, it was going to be her best friend.
"Nathan asked me to stay and have a glass of wine with him tonight after work," Hannah started.
Naomi took note that he was no longer Mr. Maxwell to her, and her eyes went round. "Wow."
"He offered me another position. A better one actually."
"That's wonderful!" Naomi said. "That look on your face when you came in looked like you had gotten laid or something, but wine and a new job can be just as good, right?" She laughed.
In the few years she had lived with Hannah it was rare for her to go out on a date or even give a man the time of day.
She had a focus and it didn't include a man taking up her time and distracting her from her goals.
Naomi wouldn't have been too surprised to hear that Hannah was still a virgin.
"I slept with him, Nai," Hannah blurted out.
"Seriously?" Her friend was clearly stunned.
Hannah nodded.
She half expected Naomi to be disappointed with her or think badly of her for having sex with her boss, but she was ready to handle that if it turned out to be the case.
"Was it good?"
Hannah's relieved laughter broke the awkward silence.
Good was the understatement of the year when it came to trying to describe what last night had been.
"It was amazing…but different," she said turning her head to the side, trying to figure out if there was a better way to describe it.
"In a good way?" Naomi asked hesitantly.
"In a very good way," Hannah laughed and changed positions on the couch so she could lean against the back cushions.
“Oh wow.”
“Yes. Wow would describe it,” Hannah smiled.
"So… what was different about it?"
"My boss is into BDSM."
The words came out of her mouth and it felt oddly natural.
"Oh my gosh, Hannah," Naomi covered her mouth with her hand like she had just told her something horrible.
"I actually liked it," she blushed. "More than just that though, I really like him."
The thought hit her that she may be having some very real feelings for Nathan.
Feelings were something she had
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