by Insane Englishwoman

Disclaimers: It's two women, there is sex - it's a pwp after all, if you don't like that then don't read it. If you're too young sorry, come back when you're old enough. And yeah the descriptions look like a couple of people I wouldn't kick out of bed on a cold night, but it's not them, trust me.

A short piece of fluff for the sheepy challenge. Author S Berry (The Keeper of the Sheep) had a challenge on her yahoo group - (you can subscribe here SBerrysStories-subscribe@yahoogroups.com) - of those available the premise I chose was to have two characters have sex in the most unusual place you could imagine. Well - I have a vivid imagination - but this was the most possible of the locations I came up with.

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Copyright © 2004 by Insane Englishwoman. All Rights Reserved.

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Fortunately it had not been a busy day, the weather was warm and spring like, people hadn't prepared for rain, this had spared her the usual influx of umbrellas, which could amount to anything up to two hundred on a really good day right across the region. Although the company had several lost property depots in the major towns within it's district this was the largest and operated with a staff of five plus a manager on weekdays. Saturdays tended to be a little quieter and only one staff member was considered sufficient. This weekend she'd been the unlucky soul on the rota. Today had been very, very quiet; in fact so far the trunk had been her only book-in of the shift. Wonder if I've got time to make a quick cuppa, I'm parched, and maybe a choccy bar. The blonde realised she'd not eaten since lunch and it was well into the evening. There was a small staff area at the side of the reception point with chairs, a table, a microwave cooker and, most importantly, an electric kettle. Sandie headed for the kettle suddenly desperately craving tea. Addict, she thought with a grin.

It had remained peaceful, she'd had time to drink two cups of the new orange pekoe tea she'd brought to try and was working on her third as she attempted to decide what she wanted for her supper, the chip shop would still be open and she quite fancied the idea of fish and chips tonight. It was a treat she didn't often indulge in, mindful as she was of her figure. Not that she had anything to worry about, her twice weekly badminton club coupled with the yoga evening class she'd started just after Christmas kept her fit and trim looking. In fact she'd developed just enough muscle to be really pleased with the way she looked. She smiled slightly thinking of her grandmother's comments, she gone to visit the old girl on her last day off and gran had been very disdainful. "What d'ya want muscles for girlie, you'll never get a good man with muscles".

She hadn't bothered to remind her gran that she didn't want a man - good or otherwise and that she'd rather hoped a little definition to her abs might just entice a good woman. But no such luck so far, it wasn't that she was picky, she just wanted.... she didn't know what she wanted. Something more than she'd found so far. She wanted romance, she wanted.... fire. She wanted to look into someone's eyes and have them take her breath away. Her friends called her a hopeless romantic and told her such things didn't exist outside the romantic fiction she loved to read on the internet. They said she aught to grab what she could, before she got too old.

Her best friend Angela had set her up with yet another blind date a couple of months ago and told her "Want what you can have, Sandie, stop looking for Princess Charming, she doesn't exist."

The blind date had been a disaster. Catherine had been a pretentious snob, criticising everything, the restaurant she'd picked, the staff at the little gay club - the only one for thirty miles around. She'd made sarcastic comments about the bar girl - who just happened to be an old school friend of Sandie's - for having tattoos and piercings, two things Sandie herself quite liked.

Eventually, Catherine, (don't call me Cathy, it's so common don't you think?), had dragged her onto the dance floor, complaining non-stop about the music, held her too close and informed her "I'm not looking for a steady girlfriend, my boyfriend doesn't like it but I'd really like to fuck you tonight."

Sandie had had enough and told her exactly what she'd though of the stuck up cow. She'd refused all attempts to set her up since. If she couldn't have romance and passion she'd do without, thank you.

The counter bell derailed her train of thought. She looked at the clock. "Bugger, only ten minutes until my shift finishes and now someone wants to log something in, damn, damn, DAMN. " Glancing at the security monitor she saw a tall figure in the company uniform of grey trousers and a white shirt. Through the thin fabric she could just make out very broad, well muscled, shoulders with what appeared to be an eagle, with spread wings, tattooed across most of the man's back. Long black hair pulled into a pony tail was visible beneath the cap. Lovely tattoo, now if only he was female, she thought wryly, pressing the lock release to allow the driver to enter with whatever item it was that he'd found on his bus, and walking out into the foyer.

The driver was waiting for her as she snatched up a pen and a pad of 'found property' forms ready to complete the paperwork required. Both items slipped to the floor as she got her first clear look at her customer. It was a woman - and what a woman! She must have been almost 6 feet tall, with a fantastic body - just the right amount of muscle to look really, really good, a beautifully sculpted face, cheekbones to die for..... "drop dead gorgeous"........ and the most amazing blue eyes..... which were twinkling with suppressed laughter. "Oh god, I said that out loud, didn't I?" Sandie felt her face flame and knew she was the colour of a sun-ripened strawberry.

The woman nodded. "I'm afraid so".

Spoken in a low melodic voice, sound dripped from her lips. Deliciously kissable lips, Sandie thought as arousal rippled through her. She almost gasped aloud. She had never, ever responded to an absolute stranger this way. The goddess leaned towards her and raised a hand. Sandie stopped breathing. A single finger reached out, sliding gently beneath her chin and slowly closed her jaw. Which brought home to her the fact that she had been staring, with her mouth hanging open, like the village idiot. Sandie wouldn't have believed she could flush any redder - but she managed it. In an attempt to hide her embarrassment she bent to retrieve her dropped stationery, at precisely the same moment as the cause of her confusion stooped to assist her. Their hands brushed as they both took hold of the pad of forms, liquid fire ran along Sandie's arm causing her heart to race. She stood hurriedly, knocking the driver's cap off as she did so.

"Oh God. Just shoot me now." She groaned, covering her face with both hands as she slumped against the counter. "Could I be any more of a klutz?"

The bus driver, who had been fighting a losing battle with her amusement since Sandie's unorthodox greeting, couldn't hold back any longer. She burst out laughing as she rescued her cap and got to her feet.

Even her laugh is wonderful.

The driver held out her hand with the pen in it. "Shall we start again? Hi, I'm Alex Kerswell and I'm the driver on the number 4 rural service. I can see by your nametag that you're Sandie Richards, Lost Property Clerk, so you're just the person I need. Someone left some property on my last trip into the terminus - Lord knows how. It wasn't there when I left Woolsery but it was by Hatherleigh, so I think someone who got on at Zeal left it. What I can't understand is how they joined my bus, paid me for their ticket, walked past me and left this and I never even saw them with it. Didn't notice them at all. How?" Alex seemed totally baffled as she indicated something behind Sandie.

The blonde wondered what could possibly be that strange and turned to see. For a moment she was speechless, then finding at least part of her missing voice she stammered, "Wh...wh...what??"

"It's a penny-farthing bicycle." Alex replied, sounding completely flummoxed.

"I can see that." Sandie stared at the four foot high Victorian artefact. "What I can't understand is how anybody could actually manage to get that monstrosity onto a bus - let alone unseen."

Alex looked miserable. "Neither can I. I'm going to be the butt of all the jokes in the canteen for months over this. I'll bet no-one wants to claim it either."

Sandie studied the bicycle. "It doesn't look quite....right."

"Ah, that's because it's the 1880 model, you're used to the earlier sort with the wheels closer together, smaller seat and hardly any handlebars. This one has a longer frame and much bigger handlebars." Sandie turned slowly to stare at Alex, who coloured again and shuffled her feet. "Erm, I'm a bit of a history buff. I've actually ridden a few different sorts of these. They're bloody uncomfortable."

"Really?" Sandie looked interested, "I've always wanted to try one of these, but they're a bit - well - high. I don't think I'd feel safe."

"Well..." Alex glanced at the blonde then walked over to the bike, "if we chain it to the cage here, I could get on and help you up. I can sit behind you and hold you in place. Then you could at least say you've sat on a penny-farthing. It would give you a taste of what it's like."

Sandie's heart rate increased dramatically at the thought of being held by the brunette. Having this beautiful woman's arms around her, even in this innocent fashion, would give her fuel for some wonderful fantasies, for weeks. She nodded, wondering if Alex was gay, after all just because she had muscles and a tattoo didn't automatically mean she played for the same team. Mind you, she didn't seem to mind that I practically drooled all over her when she walked in.

Alex had acted as soon as she'd noted the blonde's assent, locking the cycle to the side of the cage and climbing swiftly onto the awkward seat. The brunette was thinking hard herself. Wonder if she's one of ours? She did call me gorgeous and colour up nicely. She's beautiful; I can store up some great daydreams if I can get to hold her in my arms for a minute or two. Alex looked down just as Sandie hitched her uniform skirt up slightly, preparing to climb up to the bike's saddle. She swallowed audibly. Oh my god will you look at those legs!

Sandie looked up at that moment; her green eyes meeting blue - hungry blue. Oh yes, she plays for my team. The blonde had to fight the impulse to punch the air in sheer exuberance. Deciding to take a chance she reached up with her hand, "Would a cute butch like to help a lady out?" Oh Lord, I can't believe I said it quite like that! "I mean, erm, what I meant was..." she stammered.

Taking pity on her Alex gripped her hand and drew Sandie up, settling the blonde in front of her on the seat. "My pleasure to help such a lovely femme". Alriiiight. She is one of ours! She had a brief feeling of deja vu but ignored it as it had vanished before she could really pin it down.

Yes! Thought Sandie at the same time. But wondered why it felt so .... right?

Sandie wriggled back slightly, settling against Alex and Alex wrapped her arms around the smaller woman, as the penny-farthing rocked slightly. "It feels a tad precarious not to mention high." She remarked, then she shivered as Alex replied, her warm breath brushing the side of Sandie's throat.

"That's because it is precarious, and for someone of your.... dainty... size it is high."

"Hey! No short jokes."

"Sorry." Said with a smile clearly sounding in her voice and another caress of breath.

Sandie noticed in a not-quite-aware sort of way that she was sliding her hand along Alex's thigh. Extremely slowly. And it was obviously having an effect on the other woman as the blonde became conscious of the fact that Alex's breasts were squashed against her back and the nipples on those breasts had suddenly become very hard and very erect. So hard, in fact, that Sandie was able to feel something extra on the left side. Oh God, tattoos and a nipple piercing, I'm done for. Her libido kicked into overdrive and her underwear suffered as a result.

Alex could hardly believe her luck. The end of a long day's work, embarrassed by lost property, convinced that some old bat in the office would make fun of her she'd dragged her feet getting here. If she'd known that what awaited her was the cutest, most captivating, gorgeous little blonde she'd ever laid eyes on, who, moreover, looked as if she might be amenable to a little flirting, well - she'd have broken the land speed record that was for sure!

Alex wrapped her arms around Sandie a little tighter. Her arousal increased by leaps and bounds with each movement of the smaller woman's hand. Christ, does she have any idea what she's doing to me? She must do. I wonder how far I can take this. She's gorgeous. Oh Jesus I want her! Alex bent down and gently kissed the blonde's neck, waiting to see if there would be any complaint. None was forthcoming, so she did it again, lingering long enough to add a small nip. Not only were there no complaints but the smaller woman's head fell back to rest upon Alex's shoulder, exposing more of her delectable throat for exploration by the brunette's lips. Taking this as an encouraging sign Alex kissed a trail beginning at Sandie's earlobe and ending with a gentle bite at collar level.

Sandie moaned softly. Emboldened Alex ran her hands along the blonde's body from her hips upwards to cup her breasts, running a thumb over each nipple, which instantly sprang to attention, eliciting a deeper moan from the younger woman. Sandie turned her head to the side pulling Alex towards her and locking their lips together in a passionate kiss. They broke apart briefly to breathe and Alex muttered "more" before bending to capture Sandie's lips again and again. She nibbled on the blonde's lower lip before tracing the outline of Sandie's mouth softly with her tongue, in a silent plea. Sandie opened her mouth granting the brunette's unspoken request. Alex slipped her tongue gently into Sandie's mouth, groaning as the blonde's came to meet it.

Sandie slid her tongue across the brunette's almost groaning with Alex at the feeling, and then briefly wondered if she gone too far as Alex's withdrew slightly. Only to have every nerve in her body stand up and shout 'oh yes' when the older woman rapidly flicked the edge of her tongue across the tip of Sandie's. Up until that moment Sandie had been unaware that a nerve ran directly from her tongue to her clit. She became aware of various other unorthodox nerve paths as Alex's hands, which had been lightly caressing her breast through her clothing, moved to unbutton her shirt and unhook her bra, kissing and nibbling still. She thanked all the saints in heaven that the one she'd chosen this morning had a front fastening clasp. When Alex stroked her nipples before pinching them the blonde decided that she was in heaven with those saints.

Keeping one arm around Sandie, so that she could both hold her safely on the tall bicycle and tweak her nipples in turn, Alex allowed her other hand to stroke down the blonde's trim body. Humming in pleasure at the feel of the soft skin covering just enough muscle, Alex left the blonde's mouth for just long enough to whisper, "beautiful."

The brunette tugged gently on the navel ring she'd discovered Sandie wore and reached for the hem of the blonde's uniform skirt, pulling it up and sliding her hand underneath, just resting on the edge of the blonde's underwear. Pausing as if to ask for permission before going further.

"Please" gasped the blonde.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, please, touch me, you're driving me crazy."

Alex needed no further urging. She couldn't remember a time in her life when she'd been this horny this quickly or wanted any woman so much. She slipped her hand into the blonde's panties, murmuring "Oh God" as she felt the evidence of Sandie's arousal. The brunette drew her fingers down along the entire length of the smaller woman's cunt and back to her clit. Keeping her strokes slow and steady, coating her hand with the blonde's juices, she repeated the action, time after time. Sandie's hips bucked in a desperate attempt to increase the pressure but Alex would not be hurried. Circling the blonde's clit at the top of each sweep of her fingers, she knew that this would drive the smaller woman insane - and bring her to a mind blowing climax.

Sandie felt it gathering deep within her, her legs straightened, only the strong grip of Alex's left arm preventing the blonde falling from her lofty perch. Building with maddening slowness the heat uncoiled and then it hit her. "Oh my fucking God" she gasped and could say nothing more, as her whole body stiffened. Alex stilled her fingers, leaving the tips pressing on the blonde's clit until the younger woman relaxed and her shudders died away. The brunette placed a gentle kiss on Sandie's lips. "Beautiful." She said reverently, "You are absolutely beautiful."

"And you are absolutely incredible." The blonde replied as soon as she'd managed to find enough breath to speak.

Alex grinned. "My pleasure. You want to return to ground level?"

"But what about you?"

"I'm wearing trousers babe, it's physically impossible up here." Alex grinned again.

The blonde's face fell. Alex reached out and cupping Sandie's chin in her hand she brought them eye to eye. "You have a perfectly placed desk down there."

It was the smaller woman's turn to grin. "What are you waiting for?"

Cradling the blonde carefully in her arms Alex dropped to the floor. Standing Sandie upright she kissed her lightly before striding to the desk and sweeping its contents onto the floor with her arm. Holding out her other hand towards Sandie, who clasped it, allowing the brunette to draw her close. Alex pushed Sandie's shirt from her shoulders, baring her upper body, then slowly removed the blonde's skirt and underwear, before reaching for the buttons on her own uniform top. "No, please, let me." Sandie requested. Alex dropped her hands to her sides and allowed the blonde to undress her. Her pulse racing and her breathing growing erratic when the blonde, who was just the right height to close her teeth on Alex's nipple ring and gently tug, did just that. Tilting Sandie's head up Alex stooped to kiss her again and at the same time manoeuvred the younger woman onto the edge of the desk and dropping to her knees. "I want..... no I need to taste you." It came out as a low and sensual growl causing Sandie to shiver in anticipation and then moan at the sensation of Alex's warm, wet tongue teasing, licking and caressing the length of her cunt with the same long, languid, maddening strokes as her hands had previously. But this time the pace did increase. The tip of the brunette's tongue began to flick over her clit harder and faster as Alex slid two fingers deep inside the other woman, matching the rhythms of hands and mouth. As she felt Sandie's orgasm begin, the blonde tightening around her fingers, Alex stilled her hand and sucked hard on her lover's clit. That was all it needed. Sandie came with shattering force for the second time, screaming Alex's name.

It was too much. She'd never come that hard before in her life, not once, let alone twice in one evening. Overcome with emotion, she burst into tears.

Alex leapt to her feet, gathering the sobbing woman into her arms. She lay down on the desk top gently resting the blonde on top of her, still wrapped in her warm embrace. "Hey, it's ok, I got you." Kissing her on the top of her head. "It's alright".

Sandie's tears subsided. Embarrassed beyond belief she burrowed her face into Alex's chest. "You must think I'm a total idiot."

"Not a bit of it, sweetheart. I think you are a gorgeous, wonderful, beautiful woman. And you taste fantastic." Licking her lips she looked at the younger woman with a lascivious grin. It was exactly the right note to take. Sandie giggled.

They lay cuddled together for a few moments while Sandie regained her equilibrium. Then she sat halfway up and leaned over the brunette. "I believe we have some unfinished business."

Alex spread her arms out. "All yours babe."

Sandie kissed her then rolled over and began to work her way down the brunette's long body. Stopping to worship each breast thoroughly. Teasing and biting at each nipple in turn. Making sure to lavish extra attention on the piercing, nipping and tugging at the ring until Alex's moans were almost constant.

"Babe, please." begged the brunette. Sandie stopped teasing her and slid between her thighs. The blonde groaned in pleasure, almost as loudly as her lover, as she took her first taste of Alex. For one brief, nervous moment she wondered if she'd be good enough for the obviously far more experienced older woman. She swept her tongue along Alex's slit, pressing the flat of it hard against the brunette's clit, before settling into a steady rhythm. She could feel Alex's tension increase, suddenly she thrust two fingers hard into the brunette and simultaneously bit down lightly on her clit. Alex went rigid gasping through clenched teeth. "Oh my Christ."

As Alex's breathing steadied she drew the blond back into her arms. "My God, you're fantastic. What are you doing for the rest of my life?" Sandie smiled happily. The brunette pulled her down into another heart stopping kiss.

They lay on the desk in each other's arms; spent and content just to languidly kiss for a while. Until Sandie noticed the time. "On my Lord, it's 4am, I haven't booked in the penny-farthing, the desk is all over the floor and the early shift will arrive in a hour." She started to pull away.

"Whoa!" Alex pulled her back down. "We've got plenty of time. You don't open the office on a Sunday, do you? And being Sunday the busses stop running early. So we'll come back after 6 tonight to tidy up and do the paperwork."

"We?" Sandie looked at Alex. Hoping desperately that this meant Alex wanted more than just one night of great sex. And it had been great, she thought to herself. Looking into those piercing blue eyes she'd realised this could be it, Alex could be the one. She brought passion and fire and she hadn't ridiculed her tears, she'd understood and she'd held her. And she certainly takes my breath away.

"That's if you want.... I mean this wasn't... It's not a...damn!"

Sandie grinned. "There's a sentence in there somewhere, struggling to get out, I just know it." She kissed Alex on the nose, thinking that she was adorable when she became flustered, but being wise enough not to say it out loud.

The brunette ran a hand through her hair and took a deep breath. "I know this probably wasn't the best way to start a relationship, but I don't want this to be just a one time fuck sort of thing. I'd like to keep seeing you. Get to know you. And what I'd really like right now is for you to come home with me, fall asleep with me and wake up with me. If you'd like that too."

Sandie pretended to consider the proposition carefully. "Well, I'm not sure how long I could give you." She decided to stop teasing Alex, who had started to look exceedingly worried. "I could probably spare you - oh I don't know - how does the rest of my life sound?"

Alex beamed. "Perfect, lover, absolutely perfect."

The End

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