Serendipity By Rocky

CHAPTER 14

"Now hold still." Amy demanded and searched out the red candy that had fallen into the bedclothes. She licked a spot on the soft pale skin and set the red little tablet shape in place. "Stop squirming!"

"I can't help it, …it tickles" Rory complained as another giggle worked its way up into her throat. She craned her neck to see down the line of candies that colorfully bisected her body starting at hollow formed between her collarbones, down her sternum, across her abdomen to where her lover was carefully tucking a green one in her navel.

"I'll make it worth the trouble, I promise." Amy looked up and winked. "Now don't move."

Trying to keep her mirth down to small shudders was almost impossible. This new side to love-making was like nothing she had ever encountered before; Rory didn't know whether to giggle or moan as a warm little tongue licked further down and set another button in place on her 'birthday suit.'

"There." The little blonde announced with a grin, crawling back up to the head of the bed, she put a couple of left over candies into her lover's mouth. "Let's see if I can get these little goodies to melt." She proceeded into a hot kiss sharing the sweet taste of the chocolate and carefully dropped her body atop the colorful line.

Once upon a time, Rory had read somewhere that many women equated rich flavor of chocolate with the rush of love. Never in her wildest fantasies had she ever imagined the day where she would experience the rush of both together. And then when you added sex into the mix… 'Oh God!' She thought as the warm lips left her own and worked their way down her jaw line.

"Hey Baby, how do like it so far?" said the whisper in the tall woman's ear.

Rory struggled to put words to what she was feeling but all that came out was a deep-seated groan. Lips and teeth nibbled for a time at her ear lobe and then ever so slowly nipped their way down the pulse at her throat.

"C'mon Baby, tell me how hot you're getting." Amy purred, from the hollow at the base of Rory's neck. She pulled the first of the candies up into her mouth and ran her tongue leisurely over the skin where it had been placed.

Running her hands up and down the satin-like skin of Amy's back, the exec managed to murmur; "Oh-h… Hot!" as warm lips removed the next candy in the line.

When Amy leaned up on her elbows to share another chocolate kiss, her lover started to laugh. "What?" She asked peering down where the blue eyes were looking, to see several of the half-melted candies had been transferred to her own torso.

"Gimmie some of that." Rory rumbled, low and sexy. In flipping them over, she knocked over the bag, spreading a rainbow of color over the bed. Moist with perspiration, soon both women were covered in multi colored spots. "Mmm! I thought your skin tasted good before." She exclaimed, moving to lip up as many of the chocolates stuck to her lover's skin, as she could reach.

Sucking in a panting breath Amy gasped out "Oh Baby!" when she felt warm lips stop to capture her left breast. "…You drive me crazy when you do that!" If there was a thing her lover was good at, it was this. The talented mouth knew exactly when to be gentle, and when to draw tightly on the erect tissue. 'If she starts to hum, I'm toast.' was the fleeting thought.

As if reading her lover's mind, Rory's blue eyes sparkled up from the suckled breast. Capturing the green eyes in her gaze; she began to hum. Switching back and forth, she could feel the change in Amy's breathing that indicated that the small woman was on the very edge. Smiling around the nipple she was attached to, she reached down knowing it wouldn't take much to send the woman in her arms into the bliss of release.

Blood and chocolate roared in Amy's veins as slender fingers stroked her higher and higher. Her inner being exploded in a series of spasms of pleasure. Clutching at the sheets, she managed to crush several of the colorful candies into the patterned cotton.

"Wow… wow… wow…" The small blonde kept repeating softly after her body finally settled back down to earth. She pulled the dark haired woman in for a long lingering kiss before falling back into the pillow. "I thought this was supposed to be my idea." She mused without and inkling of regret.

"It still is." Rory leaned up on one elbow and popped a couple of the candies that hadn't been melted or crushed, into the smaller woman's mouth. "Even if I did have to wait for you to come back from the store." She added with a smirk.

Amy got an evil gleam in her eye and pushed Rory over onto her back. Straddling the tall woman's hips she gathered the loose candy from the bed into one hand. "Now hold still…"

The screen danced in front of the young man's eyes. He traveled down blind alleys, and double backs, cursing softly and tapping at the keys. He was close. He could feel it. "Ha-Ha! Gotcha, you bastard!" Robert crowed, pumping his fist into the air. He watched the screen indicate the capture of his quarry's data.

Finally! The chase had been going on all night and now the elusive data was his. He watched with interest as file after file was captured copied and uploaded into the separate personal server on the floor by his knee. The infiltration last week had been a sore spot for his pride and now paranoia meant that he was not going to let this anywhere near the main server until it been run through a bug and bogie filter.

"Now let's see who you are and why you were nosing around my system." Robert whispered as if the hacker might be able to hear him. His mouse scurried about on its pad as he clicked his way through the captured files. All that he found was the mundane records of a small private investigation firm.

It was almost too easy as he skimmed over surveillance and financial reports. 'What a disappointment; none of the files are even password protected.' The young man thought as his brow furrowed into a frown--none of the files were tagged 'Winters'.

Scrolling a second time down the long list of client files, the name "Stafford" caught his eye. Scrubbing one hand across his face, a part of his mind noted that he needed to shave, the rest of his attention was solidly fixed on the screen. 'Bingo!' It was all there. Someone named Carson Stafford wanted everything on Rory; no doubt he had to be related to her new girlfriend. Feeling uncomfortable about reading about Rory's private life, Robert made a copy of the file to disc. After a running a scan on the other files for both Stafford and Winters he made the decision to archive the rest of the hacked download and reached for the phone.

A quiet chirping rang from the bedside table and after a couple halfhearted slaps; the cell phone was captured, and unfolded in the dark. "Hello?" A sleepy voice asked quietly.

"Hi Rory, …it's Robert."

"Robert do you know what time it is?" Rory glanced at glowing numbers that said '3:00' on the clock beside her. The edge on her voice said she was angry but also curious at the same time.

"I know it's late, but this is something that I was sure you'd want to know about right away." Robert cleared his throat. "…Do you know someone named Carson Stafford?"

There was a pause and then a weary sigh. "That's Amy's father… Shit." Then, after another pause. "Robert?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm guessing that you know that Amy and I are a bit more than just friends."

Robert chuckled. "Yes I kind of figured that out when I saw her sitting in your lap on Saturday morning. I decided right then and there, that it was none of my business, but for what it's worth, I'm very happy for both of you."

"Oh…" An embarrassed little snort. "We figured you knew from tidying up my office." Rory coughed nervously. "Ahem… I really appreciate your discretion."

"You're welcome." Robert replied sincerely. "Now that we've got that out of the way… I finally nailed the guy who was trying to get into your personnel file. It turned out to be a P.I. firm called Hodgekiss Investigations. I did a reverse hack on the jerk and came up with a file for a Carson Stafford with your name in it."

"Interesting. …Can you please send me a copy of the file?" Rory asked. "I'd like to know what the miserable SOB is after."

A quick staccato of a keyboard could be heard in the background. "There. I scanned it for bugs and put it in your mail box." The young man's grin was almost visible over the phone. "Aren't you glad I installed that scramble feature now?"

Rory laughed quietly. "Fine. I admit it. It wasn't such a dumb idea after all." She sobered. "Robert… does Harland know? …I mean about Amy and me."

"I'm pretty sure he doesn't, but if he does, he never heard it from me. Although I think that Heidi and Linda have figured it out." The fact that Robert's voice was gravely from lack of sleep failed to conceal his amusement.

"My Goodness you are full of interesting news this morning young man." Rory chuckled at the thought of Linda's veiled comments the previous afternoon about 'Betty Ford'. "I'll take a look at the file right away …and Robert."

"Yeah?"

"Keep this under your hat for now and I'll make sure that your hard work on this is rewarded. You have my word on that."

"Mum's the word." The P.A. agreed.

"One more thing."

"What?

"Go home!" Rory told Robert in a loud whisper and hung up after bidding him good-bye.

Amy rolled over and found the bed empty beside her. Opening one eye she noted that it was still dark out and a soft light was coming from the hall. Concerned, she crawled out from under the covers and grabbed a blanket from the end of the bed, wrapping it around herself, before padding out into the hall. "Rory?" She called; shuffling towards the light that came from the kitchen.

The exec looked up from her laptop at the kitchen table at the adorable sight of her tousle-haired, only half-awake lover in the doorway, one fist rubbing at her eye. "Hey Honey, what are doing up?"

Amy blinked into the light from the kitchen. "That's my line… What are 'you' doing up?" She looked up and squinted at the clock on the wall. "It's almost four in the morning!"

Removing her glasses and pinching the bridge of her nose, Rory sighed. "Robert called me on my cell phone about an hour ago and sent me a data file. …Honey the person who was having me investigated was your father."

Not answering at first, Amy trudged over to the coffeepot and poured herself a cup, then carried the pot over to the table to fill one for her lover. She looked over into blue eyes and shrugged in resignation. "I'm sorry Baby, but after all this I can't say that I'm surprised." She said returning the pot to the coffee maker.

"Me either. …C'mere." Rory slid her chair back and pulled the blonde into her lap, careful not to spill her coffee before she had a chance to set it on the table. Hugging the younger woman close, she nuzzled her hair, and couldn't resist placing a little kiss on the bared neck and shoulder. She chuckled.

"What?"

"You have chocolate behind your ear." Rory explained and removed the confection with the tip of her tongue.

"Mmm… I'll bet you've got a spot or two in a few choice locations too." Amy giggled fingering the neckline of Rory's robe. "Hey! That tickles." She squirmed a bit on the tall woman's lap as ticking fingers worked their way into the folds of the blanket to her ribs.

"Paybacks." Rory said snickering.

Grasping the tickling hand, Amy pulled it up to her lips. "Aren't you upset that my father hired someone to investigate you?"

Rory watched in awe as two of her fingers disappeared into Amy's mouth. "Upset? Maybe a little, but mostly I'm relieved. One irate father is nothing compared to some of the sharks that have circled around me in the past. He obviously is concerned that I may have some sort of influence over you and the reading of the will today."

Slipping the fingers free of her lips, Amy dropped her head onto her lover's shoulder. "You had to remind me." She said softly.

"Honey…" Rory cupped her hand under Amy's chin. "Honey look at me." The blonde curls came up and a pair of misted green eyes looked back. "You are not alone in this. In fact you will never be alone in anything again… That is if you will let me."

"But…"

"No buts. I am head over heels for you Ms. Stafford, and I will not let them hurt you if it is in my power to stop it." Leaning in, Rory gently kissed away another 'but' that was forming on warm red lips.

The power of kiss pulled them together, reaffirming the bond of love that held the two women together. Rory's tongue teased and tickled at her lover's sweet lips that still tasted of a hint of sex and chocolate.

Pulling the offered tongue in, Amy suckled and caressed it with her own, until neither of them knew where the kiss began or ended. Ever so slowly she released her captive and drew in a full bottom lip, rolling it gently between her teeth. She needed this like the air she breathed in and out of her lungs. It nourished her being, the doubts that troubled her spirit disintegrated in tiny pieces, to be blown away by the winds of change.

Amy broke the kiss and leaned back to trace the chiseled features of the face she loved with the tips of her fingers. "Together?"

A radiant smile spread across the exec's face. "Yes Honey--Together."

Cuddling close, Amy's curiosity drew her attention to the file that was up on the screen of Rory's laptop. She scanned over what appeared to be surveillance report. She snorted at the words on the screen. "Vocalizations of a suspected intimate nature?" She read out loud frowning. "…Does that mean they could hear me out in the street?"

Rory snickered at the rosy hue that was rising over her lover's ears. "You couldn't prove it by me, you had your thighs wrapped so tight around my ears that I couldn't hear a damn thing."

Impossibly the little blonde turned an even deeper shade of red. "It just so creepy… They're probably sitting out there now."

"Probably." Rory arched one brow. "Do you really care?"

"Yes …No. …I don't know." Amy stumbled over how she felt about the idea. "The only thing that I know for sure these days is how I feel about you." She snuggled deeper into the embrace of her lover's arms. "I love what you do to me. I was never loud before, …no one has ever made me scream like that." She grinned. "I guess I should feel sorry for them."

"Yeah, I am the luckiest woman in the world, too bad for them, they will never now how great this feels!" Placing a kiss on the golden curls at her breast, Rory freed one arm and continued to scroll through the file. She watched as the last week of their lives was parceled out in black and white from the viewpoint of a stranger. 'At least they didn't follow us out of town.' She noted, and then frowned at an attached file. "Honey, who is Trudy and Josh Stafford?"

"What?" Amy asked from the shoulder where she had fall back half asleep. She opened one eye to look over at the laptop. "Joshua was my Grandfather's name," she snuggled back down, her eyes drifting shut, "…but I have no idea who 'Trudy' is." She added with a yawn.

"Well who ever they are, they are under surveillance too." Rory scrolled down the file. "Hmm… Trudy is thirty-two, and Josh is her four year old son…" Rory's brow shot up. "Whoa!"

"Huh? What?" Asked the sleepy blonde.

Rory closed the file before Amy had a chance to see the words on the screen. "Nothing that can't keep. I'll tell you at breakfast, let's go back to bed." She eased Amy to her feet, grabbed her crutches and followed her lover back to bed.

"Bobby!" Harland poked the young man who was sleeping on the couch in his office.

Robert swatted at the offending hand. "Five more minutes, please mom." He rolled over, falling to the floor at his boss' feet. Waking up with a start, he stared stupidly at pair of brown wing tips. "Oh good morning Harland." He said looking up sheepishly.

"Morning… Did you go home at all?" The Personnel Manager asked offering his hand and pulled the young man to his feet.

Robert ran a hand through his hair wondering if he should run downstairs to the gym and have a quick shower and a shave. "Yeah, I came back to the office after midnight. Early bird and all that."

"So Bobby, did you get the worm?"

There is was again, Robert detested being called 'Bobby.' Only his mother called him 'Bobby' …and Harland. At first he had begged his boss not to call him that. He honestly liked his boss, but it had taken him a long time not to growl internally when the man insisted on calling him 'Bobby.'

Robert smiled widely at the Personnel Manager. "Uh huh, sure did. Looks like a banking conglomerate is interested in Rory. Don't worry Harland I shut the whole show down. No more personnel file invasions."

"That won't stop them." Harland frowned. Corporate headhunters seldom took no for an answer, he had to work fast before they romanced his ex-wife away. "Rory is one of the best in the business, we can't afford to lose her."

"Surely Rory would never leave Intercorp." Robert's face was as innocent as saint as he let his boss assume the worst.

Harland paced back and forth across the office and started thinking out loud. "…I have to sweeten the pot somehow…shit, I'm going to have to run a new contract past the board." His mind was running a mile a minute. He turned to his young PA. "Bobby, pull Rory's file for me and see when I can have a meeting with the board." He glanced up from his pacing to see the young man shrugging into his jacket. "…And Bobby, after you do that, go clean up …You look like shit warmed over."

Robert slid his tongue over his teeth to keep from breaking into a smug smile. After he secured time for his boss with the senior board, he pulled the western sales manager's file and set it on Harland's desk …the contract that had sent her into limbo, neatly sitting on the top. It was all he could do to keep from skipping as he walked down the hall to the western sales office.

Heidi smiled when she saw the young man peeking around the corner with a gleam in his eye. "Hi Robert. What's new?"

"Not much." Robert winked, meaning that he had dish but the secretary was going to have to work to get it. "You?"

Making a goofy face Heidi traced her index finger behind her left ear. "Oh you know… same old-same old. Filing, time in a holding cell, typing, data entry, …Secretary stuff."

"Is that all?" Robert leaned up against the wall by Linda's desk and crossed his feet at the ankles. "You know there's a juicy rumor going around personnel that a certain sales manager is being courted by a headhunter."

"What!" Heidi looked aghast. "Is this true."

Pretending to ignore Heidi's question Robert looked around. "Where's Linda?"

Heidi looked up through her brows knowing the young man was teasing her. "She's down at maintenance. She wanted to make sure they sent the best person to fix the lock on the office door." She gave a thoughtful look over at her boss' office. Getting up from her desk she stood toe to toe with Robert, looking up into his eyes waiting for the rest of the story. "Well?"

Unable to stand it anymore the tired, punchy, young man broke into a fit of giggles. Biting his lower lip to settle himself, Robert lowered his voice. "Don't look at me I never said a thing. Harland seems to have come to that conclusion all on his own."

Beaming Heidi had and evil thought. "I wish I could be a fly on the wall when this hits Admin…" She giggled wickedly. "Ajax is going to shit bricks when she finds out."

At that moment Linda came around the corner with a tall maintenance man in tow, only to find Heidi and Robert hunched over in laughter. She smiled waiting to be let in on the joke. "…What?"

(c) 2000 S. Day

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