“I am sorry,” Chanel whispered, deeply ashamed of her jealousy.
“Shhh. There is nothing to apologize for. I wish there was something I could say or do to take this pain away.”
“Move to Paris! Live with me!” Chanel blurted and Cat looked at her in surprise.
“I- I can’t. My girls… they lost their father less than a year ago. I couldn’t leave them,” Cat said, her voice sticking in her throat as she watched the desperation and despair in Chanel’s eyes.
“I thought of moving to the states but I’ve spent my whole life fighting to get where I am now. I dream of one day becoming Chief Inspector. I’m on track. And Paris is my home,” Chanel said quietly.
Tears ran down Catherine’s cheeks. They were in a no win situation. Separated by a vast distance and embedded in their own lives neither could see a solution. They just knew they loved each other.
Chanel gently took her face in her hands and kissed her tenderly. When she pulled back she touched her forehead to the blonde’s. “Let’s enjoy the time we have. We can talk about the other… later.”
Catherine nodded then slipped down to take Chanel’s wonderful nipples between her lips. The brunette arched her back with a gasp as the sensitive flesh stiffened in response to the caress of Cat’s tongue and lips. She slid her fingers through the silky white strands.
“Catherine! Oh fuck! Your lips are so…”
Loving blue eyes looked up at her as she kissed her way down Chanel’s tight stomach muscles. She felt herself becoming wet in anticipation of Catherine’s kisses. When the woman’s mouth finally reached her tender spot Chanel cried out in bliss.
“OOOOHHHH CATHERINE! My sweet, sweet Catherine! OH FUCK!”
Tongue stroking and dipping deeply into her wetness Catherine was enjoying bringing pleasure to her lover. When Chanel’s hands pulled her face tighter against her trembling pussy and gasped loudly Cat smiled and sucked and licked more aggressively until she heard Chanel’s cries of ecstasy. The brunette’s muscles tightened and she shook through a colossal release.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!! FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!”
Spent, Chanel’s body slumped to the mattress and she panted as her eyes closed.
Cat surprised her by moving up to kiss her deeply. She could taste herself on the blonde’s tongue. Her body went through one more surge as the pure sexiness of the kiss flared her body’s tingling response. Her arms went around the woman and they held each other tight.
As they rested, enjoying the feel of each other’s bodies Chanel’s stomach took that moment to remind all those in listening distance that it was empty and did not approve.
Catherine giggled at the embarrassed expression that flitted across her lover’s face. “I think we’d better feed that beast,” she teased.
They slipped their clothes back on and made their way back out to street level to look for a restaurant.
They found a wonderful little restaurant in a small side street and enjoyed an intimate dinner for two. Afterwards they went for a long walk winding up back at their apartment where they sensually explored each other’s bodies until they both fell into a deep sleep.
The following day Catherine heard from Gabriella that things weren’t going well and she was expecting she’d have to stay in Milan for longer than intended. They made plans to meet for lunch.
Noon found Catherine and Chanel sitting side by side at a table in a restaurant with a lovely view of the Duomo di Milano and its plaza. They’d ordered and were enjoying some white wine when Gabriella walked over to their table. Catherine leapt to her feet and gave her best friend a warm hug.
Chanel could see the woman taking strength from the embrace and this brought a smile to her lips. She stood and hugged the lovely brunette as well. She was surprised by how very nice it was to feel those full breasts pressed against her.
Gabriella took no notice of Chanel’s slight blush and had a happy smile when they all took their seats once more. She actually seemed to have relaxed a little.
“May I pour you some wine?” Chanel asked.
“Yes please but I’ll have to restrict it to just the one glass. I have several meetings lined up this afternoon and I need to be sharp,” Gabriella responded. “I’m sorry to say I won’t have much time to enjoy lunch.”
Catherine reached across the table to hold Gabriella’s hand. “Are you ok? Is there anything I can do?”
Gabriella smiled. “Can you convince those bastards to give back the money they embezzled?”
“Given some time alone with them, I might.” Chanel said with a wicked smile.
“Oh I wish I had the authority to order that!” Gabriella gasped then chuckled. “If you don’t mind we should order our meals. I missed breakfast and I don’t want to pass out during my meetings. Do you know what you want?” She received nods. She caught the eye of the waiter and let Catherine and Chanel order first. She ordered the same meal Cat was having.
“What’s your plan for the day?” Gabriella asked.
Cat looked at Chanel and tilted her head. “Window shopping? Visit the Cathedral? Dinner and dancing tonight?” Chanel gave her a wide smile and nodded. “Will you be able to join us later?” Cat asked Gabriella.
“Unfortunately no. Tonight I’ll be going over the books with the financial controllers from both companies to see what we can sell off to salvage the merger deal.”
Catherine pouted but Gabriella saw the compassion in her eyes.
“Are you going to take the CEO position? Is it still an option?” Cat asked.
“They’re still offering it but there’s just too much to do to ensure the companies survive before I’ll consider taking on that role.” Gabriella insisted.
They talked about Chanel’s return to her job after her mandated medical leave. She’d spent some time being desk bound but was back to her detective work.
Lunch arrived and they enjoyed their meals with some small talk. Gabriella glanced at her watch and realized she had to run. Catherine insisted she would cover the lunch then she and Chanel both gave Gabriella hugs and kisses on the cheek and she was off.
“Your friend is very sweet!” Chanel said with a smile.
Catherine smiled and nodded, feeling a twinge of sadness at the idea of Gabriella living in Milan. She glanced at Chanel and saw her pain reflected there. They looked out at the cathedral so they could avoid the reality of their situation just a little longer.
They saw the sights, had a lovely dinner then found a high energy dance club to lose themselves in the music. While the men in the club tried futilely to entice them out onto the floor they only danced with each other.
Back in the apartment their lovemaking was hard, raw, and a little desperate. Exhaustion took them under, bodies entwined.
When Catherine awoke the next morning she was alone. Chanel had gone back to Paris, leaving behind a note which said she could not bear the pain of saying goodbye to Catherine again. It said that life had dealt them both an unfair hand and she begged Catherine not to come looking for her.
Gabriella called Catherine in the afternoon then rushed over when she heard the anguish in her voice. She stayed with her friend that night and put her on the jet for home the next morning.
There had been no further word from Chanel. Their love affair was over.
Catherine had fresh tears in her eyes when she finished.
“I’m so sorry Catherine. I wish there was something I could do or say to take the pain away. Have- have you considered moving-”
She closed her eyes and shook her head firmly. “I can’t live that far away from my daughters. I won’t live that far away from you! I may be in love with Chanel but I also love you Ben! I need you!”
Ben tried to keep his relief from his face but she saw it and leapt onto his lap to kiss him. She crushed herself against his chest and thrust her tongue deeply into his mouth. He sucked on it and ran his hands down to her ass to give it a firm squeeze.
When she pulled back from the kiss her blue eyes were full of need. She desperately wanted him physically but she also needed to connect to him emotionally, to renew and affirm their bond.
Ben pulled his shirt up and off and Catherine immediately ran her hands over his chest. She leaned in and kissed his nipples until she had to move back to lift her arms as Ben tugged her blouse off. He popped the clasp on her bra and slipped it off over her arms.
Catherine’s face was flushed with her need and Ben took another deep kiss as he leaned her back on the cushions. He undid her slacks and pulled them off as he lifted her ass from the couch. Before she could prepare he ducked down and ran his tongue roughly over the soft flesh of her pussy.
“FUCK! Oh Ben! Ben!” she squealed. She was very wet.
He tugged his own pants and boxers down then slipped two fingers deep into her body as his tongue danced over her clit.
“FFFFFAAAAAAHHHHH!” Cat screamed.
Ben ran his slippery fingers over the thick head of his cock then slapped it against her wet lower lips.
“YES! Give it to me Ben! I need you!” she cried out.