Women always know who their competition is, and even if Nichy did not know she would have guessed that the voluptuous woman who stood in the hallway was Michelle.
Michelle.
Michelle looked at Nichy, oblivious to the fact that they had both shared the same man and smiled at her.
“Are you Nichy?” she asked, with a smile.
Nichy almost did not breathe.
“Yes,” Nichy replied, with a smile as to not betray her emotions. She was not going to make a scene.
“I am going to be working with you this week,” Michelle said, walking over to her and her perfume filled the area. Not in an all-consuming way, but enough that you could smell her like a fine nectar.
Nichy looked away to shake her bug eyes, and then smiled at Michelle.
“Oh, of course. But I think you are going to be working with my colleagues not—”
“Oh no,” Michelle grinned. “I was working here as a consultant before, but the company really liked me and wants me to work as the full-time librarian? You are one of the people that I am told is going to show me the ropes.”
Nichy was speechless.
“Congratulations,” Nichy said. “And of course, of course. I will show you everything I know.”
Nichy closed her eyes as she remembered making love to Tyler, and having him call her…needing him to call her Michelle. He had pulled her hair, and whispered, “Michelle,” in her ear over and over again…
Within a week, Michelle had learned everything she was supposed to about the library and they took her out. Renee, who was constantly in a cheery mood now with her wedding plans—Nichy did notice that she looked hotter than ever. Renee of course, decided that they should go to Theodora’s bar to get a really girly vibe.
Theodora took one look at Michelle, as if they were recruiting her for a sorority.
“You sure do bring the hottest girls here,” Theodora sighed, not taking her eyes off of Michelle.
Michelle to Nichy’s surprise, licked her lips and looked at Theodora with barely concealed desire.
And Theodora was on board with it.
Nichy clucked quietly to herself, she hated it but it was obvious why Tyler had slept with Michelle. Michelle was a bombshell. Nichy herself, even felt seduced by the buxom beauty and her intoxicating scent like sex about to happen. Right at that moment, her thoughts were jarred when she felt a hand on her thigh. She looked at Renee, but then realized it was coming from the other side.
Michelle.
Almost as if on cue, Michelle’s phone rang—the Beatles’ “Michelle” was her ringtone of course. And out of the corner of her eye, Nichy saw Tyler’s face before Michelle dismissed the call.
More Masturbation Monday here:
michelle single cover via wikipedia
Ah! What a fucked up situation. I can’t get a read on Nichy. Is she hating that they fucked and she wanted to be called “Michelle” or is she loving it? But either way, it’s getting wild.