Halloween Treat Series: Final Tale
Author: FabFlicka
Title: Halloween Treat Series: Tale Four "Mad Seduction"
Mad Seduction:
As the clock strikes 6:30 p.m., Lynette’s fingers began to numb as she has been entering data into spreadsheets for the last three or four hours. Thoughts of torturing Ed run through her mind. She is exhausted as she thinks of the extra hours she has been putting in since Ed went on vacation. It’s only Tuesday and the tailored blonde has already worked 32 hours. She stops to give her fingers and her focus is drawn to the pictures sitting atop her desk. She feels a rush of guilt swim over her at the fact she is missing trick-or-treating with her kids. Of course it wasn’t her favorite time of year (her boys were wired enough without the help of pounds of sugar), but the kids lived for Halloween night. She hates not being there to get them into costume, walk them up and down the neighborhood streets, and washing the make-up off their faces. She hooked the webcam up at home so she could see her three terrors in costume, but it just wasn’t the same. As if she wasn’t missing enough tonight, she also had to cancel her visit to Bree’s before dinner. Orson was out of town and Danielle and Andrew were out at Halloween party, so the two lovers were going to finally have the house to themselves. Needless to say, Bree was disappointed when Lynette called earlier to cancel. Afterall, it had been over a month since the two lovers had time alone. Lynette promised Bree that she would make it up to her over the weekend with an overnight trip to a local spa.
As Lynette sat at her desk, she was thankful that she wasn’t the only one working a late night. Over an hour ago, she heard the laughter of the agency’s Creative Director, Laura, down the hall. After finishing her data entry, Lynette gathered a file of documents and headed to the copying machine. As she passed the Laura’s office, Lynette stopped dead in her tracks. The lights were off in her office; Lynette didn’t even hear Laura leave. “Oh well, I guess I am the only loser working late” she said to herself. As Lynette was making her copies, she though she heard the clink of high heels in the hallway. As she peered out of the copy room and down the hall, she didn’t see anyone so she resumed making copies. As Lynette finished up her copies, she heard a door shut and she brushed it off as one of the security guards of cleaning staff.
Leaving the copy room, Lynette notices that the door to the stairwell is wide open. She goes over to close the door. “Hello. Is anyone on the floor?” Lynette calls out. After she doesn’t get a reply, her pulse begins to race and she becomes anxious. Lynette decides to return to her office and make a call to security to report the noises and ask them to check the building. As she is walking back to her office, all the lights go out and there is complete silence on the floor. Lynette almost trips on a chair as she tries to navigate her way back to her office to get her cell. She begins to panic at the thought of an intruder in the office, especially knowing she is the only one on the floor.
As Lynette walks by the conference room, she is startled by a hand grabbing her from behind. Before she can scream, her mouth is being covered and she isn’t strong enough to wrestle away. As Lynette is dragged into the conference room and the door is shut, Lynette opens her eyes to see light. A feel of fear and confusion races over her as she glances around the room to see dozens of lit candles illuminating the conference room. She notices a wine bottle and picnic basket sitting on the table. The grip around her waist and on her mouth is loosened. Before Lynette turns around, she begins to hear a soft jazz tune resonate in the air. She slowly turns to face her intruder, only to find out it’s.... “Bree!” Lynette exclaims as she places her heart over her chest.
“Ha ha ha…are you okay honey?” Bree asked in between giggles.
“You scared the hell out of me, Bree” Lynette responded with as she playfully pushed Bree’s shoulder back. “What…what are you doing here? What’s all this?” Lynette asked as she pointed around the room.
“Are you angry?” Bree asked with puppy-dog eyes.
“Well, no. But of all nights to scare me, Bree, you pick Halloween! My god, I thought I was in real trouble” Lynette responded.
“Honey, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to terrify you, I just…what? Why are you smiling?” Bree asked.
“I could never be angry with you” Lynette said with a smirk.
“You’re awful!” Bree said as she wrapped her arms around the blonde’s waist and pulled her closer.
“Maybe, but you still love me” Lynette replied.
“Maybe” Bree responded with a smirk as she leaned into capture Lynette’s deserving lips.
Their kisses become more passionate and Bree feels Lynette growing more excited. When Lynette’s hands move down to unbutton Bree’s shirt, Bree grabs her hands. “Wait a second, Casanova!” Bree says. Bree turns Lynette around in her arms so the blonde is facing the table of goodies that Bree brought for them to share. “Not before we enjoy our dinner” Bree whispers as she begins walking Lynette over to the table. After Bree sits Lynette at the table and hands her a napkin, she unpacks the picnic basket to reveal chocolate covered strawberries, mixed green salad, and two mini quiches. As Bree was setting the table with plates and silverware, Lynette was mesmerized by the locks of red hair that draped over her shoulders, the soft smile that formed on the redhead’s lips, and the sweet smell of her perfume. Bree proceeded to open the bottle of wine and pour a glass for both of them.
“What shall we toast?” Bree asked.
“To our friendship, to our love. Although sometimes scary, I can never live without it” Lynette toasted.
“Hmmm…that was perfect, honey” Bree said before she took a sip of the wine.
Lynette placed both of their glasses on the table and stood to face Bree. She grabbed the redhead’s hand and pulled her into an embrace. “I love you” Lynette whispered before pulling Bree into a kiss.
“Lynette…dinner…dinner will get cold” Bree tried to protest.
“I want to start with my dessert” Lynette said as she unbuttoned Bree’s blouse and slips it off her body.
After undressing, Bree and Lynette fall to the floor in a rage of passion. Each woman taking her turn at pleasing the other. The tension and exhaustion built-up in Lynette is immediately released upon feeling Bree’s touch. The feel of Bree thrusting inside sends Lynette into a state of ecstasy. Lynette takes satisfaction in realizing that her pulse is racing more now than when she was scared earlier. She thinks to herself that the love and passion she secretly shares with Bree is scary as hell and sure to cause trouble one day, but she won’t think about that now.
As Bree glides her fingers in and out of Lynette, pressing her body hard against the blonde, Bree cannot resist getting lost in Lynette’s eyes. Bree knows that she has sinned; she knows that their future will be rocky and possibly doomed, but she doesn’t care. All she cares about now is the woman lying underneath her, shivering under her touch. Bree knows she is in love.
After over an hour of making love, Bree and Lynette lay in each other’s arms on the conference room floor. Both are consumed by their love and the ramifications of that love. “Thank you” Lynette whispers.
“Well, honey I should be thanking you” Bree smirked.
“No, I mean for bringing me dinner not the sex. Although, thanks for that too! Seriously, even after I cancelled, you still cared enough to come down here. Thank you!” Lynette responded.
“Well, I wish I could say it was a totally selfless act, but I needed you. I have been going crazy without you, without making love to you” Bree says as she runs her fingers through the blonde’s curly hair.
Lynette leans up on one arm and runs her hand against Bree’s cheek. “I’ve missed you too! You are all I ever think about.”
“Me too” Bree agreed.
After a few moments of lying quietly in each other’s arms, Bree catches Lynette smiling out of the corner of her eye.
“What’s that grin for?” Bree asked.
“You know, leave it up to you to turn what is supposed to be the scariest night of the year into an evening of passion and hot sex.”
“Lynette!”
“Oh please, don’t pretend to be demure. We both know it was hot!”
“Don’t be common” Bree responded.
Lynette rolled on top of Bree and ran her tongue across the redhead’s upper lip. “Don’t pretend you don’t like it” Lynette whispered.
The two lovers continued to make love as the night passed. The work on Lynette’s desk would still be there the next morning. The dinner prepared by Bree was getting cold sitting on the table. The candlelight was growing dim as the wax melted away. The room was mostly illuminated by the full moon outside the window. The only sounds in the air were the moans of two lovers seduced, not by the madness of Halloween, but by their madness for each other.
THE END.
Hope you all liked this final part of the Halloween series. Let me know your thoughts!
Title: Halloween Treat Series: Tale Four "Mad Seduction"
Mad Seduction:
As the clock strikes 6:30 p.m., Lynette’s fingers began to numb as she has been entering data into spreadsheets for the last three or four hours. Thoughts of torturing Ed run through her mind. She is exhausted as she thinks of the extra hours she has been putting in since Ed went on vacation. It’s only Tuesday and the tailored blonde has already worked 32 hours. She stops to give her fingers and her focus is drawn to the pictures sitting atop her desk. She feels a rush of guilt swim over her at the fact she is missing trick-or-treating with her kids. Of course it wasn’t her favorite time of year (her boys were wired enough without the help of pounds of sugar), but the kids lived for Halloween night. She hates not being there to get them into costume, walk them up and down the neighborhood streets, and washing the make-up off their faces. She hooked the webcam up at home so she could see her three terrors in costume, but it just wasn’t the same. As if she wasn’t missing enough tonight, she also had to cancel her visit to Bree’s before dinner. Orson was out of town and Danielle and Andrew were out at Halloween party, so the two lovers were going to finally have the house to themselves. Needless to say, Bree was disappointed when Lynette called earlier to cancel. Afterall, it had been over a month since the two lovers had time alone. Lynette promised Bree that she would make it up to her over the weekend with an overnight trip to a local spa.
As Lynette sat at her desk, she was thankful that she wasn’t the only one working a late night. Over an hour ago, she heard the laughter of the agency’s Creative Director, Laura, down the hall. After finishing her data entry, Lynette gathered a file of documents and headed to the copying machine. As she passed the Laura’s office, Lynette stopped dead in her tracks. The lights were off in her office; Lynette didn’t even hear Laura leave. “Oh well, I guess I am the only loser working late” she said to herself. As Lynette was making her copies, she though she heard the clink of high heels in the hallway. As she peered out of the copy room and down the hall, she didn’t see anyone so she resumed making copies. As Lynette finished up her copies, she heard a door shut and she brushed it off as one of the security guards of cleaning staff.
Leaving the copy room, Lynette notices that the door to the stairwell is wide open. She goes over to close the door. “Hello. Is anyone on the floor?” Lynette calls out. After she doesn’t get a reply, her pulse begins to race and she becomes anxious. Lynette decides to return to her office and make a call to security to report the noises and ask them to check the building. As she is walking back to her office, all the lights go out and there is complete silence on the floor. Lynette almost trips on a chair as she tries to navigate her way back to her office to get her cell. She begins to panic at the thought of an intruder in the office, especially knowing she is the only one on the floor.
As Lynette walks by the conference room, she is startled by a hand grabbing her from behind. Before she can scream, her mouth is being covered and she isn’t strong enough to wrestle away. As Lynette is dragged into the conference room and the door is shut, Lynette opens her eyes to see light. A feel of fear and confusion races over her as she glances around the room to see dozens of lit candles illuminating the conference room. She notices a wine bottle and picnic basket sitting on the table. The grip around her waist and on her mouth is loosened. Before Lynette turns around, she begins to hear a soft jazz tune resonate in the air. She slowly turns to face her intruder, only to find out it’s.... “Bree!” Lynette exclaims as she places her heart over her chest.
“Ha ha ha…are you okay honey?” Bree asked in between giggles.
“You scared the hell out of me, Bree” Lynette responded with as she playfully pushed Bree’s shoulder back. “What…what are you doing here? What’s all this?” Lynette asked as she pointed around the room.
“Are you angry?” Bree asked with puppy-dog eyes.
“Well, no. But of all nights to scare me, Bree, you pick Halloween! My god, I thought I was in real trouble” Lynette responded.
“Honey, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to terrify you, I just…what? Why are you smiling?” Bree asked.
“I could never be angry with you” Lynette said with a smirk.
“You’re awful!” Bree said as she wrapped her arms around the blonde’s waist and pulled her closer.
“Maybe, but you still love me” Lynette replied.
“Maybe” Bree responded with a smirk as she leaned into capture Lynette’s deserving lips.
Their kisses become more passionate and Bree feels Lynette growing more excited. When Lynette’s hands move down to unbutton Bree’s shirt, Bree grabs her hands. “Wait a second, Casanova!” Bree says. Bree turns Lynette around in her arms so the blonde is facing the table of goodies that Bree brought for them to share. “Not before we enjoy our dinner” Bree whispers as she begins walking Lynette over to the table. After Bree sits Lynette at the table and hands her a napkin, she unpacks the picnic basket to reveal chocolate covered strawberries, mixed green salad, and two mini quiches. As Bree was setting the table with plates and silverware, Lynette was mesmerized by the locks of red hair that draped over her shoulders, the soft smile that formed on the redhead’s lips, and the sweet smell of her perfume. Bree proceeded to open the bottle of wine and pour a glass for both of them.
“What shall we toast?” Bree asked.
“To our friendship, to our love. Although sometimes scary, I can never live without it” Lynette toasted.
“Hmmm…that was perfect, honey” Bree said before she took a sip of the wine.
Lynette placed both of their glasses on the table and stood to face Bree. She grabbed the redhead’s hand and pulled her into an embrace. “I love you” Lynette whispered before pulling Bree into a kiss.
“Lynette…dinner…dinner will get cold” Bree tried to protest.
“I want to start with my dessert” Lynette said as she unbuttoned Bree’s blouse and slips it off her body.
After undressing, Bree and Lynette fall to the floor in a rage of passion. Each woman taking her turn at pleasing the other. The tension and exhaustion built-up in Lynette is immediately released upon feeling Bree’s touch. The feel of Bree thrusting inside sends Lynette into a state of ecstasy. Lynette takes satisfaction in realizing that her pulse is racing more now than when she was scared earlier. She thinks to herself that the love and passion she secretly shares with Bree is scary as hell and sure to cause trouble one day, but she won’t think about that now.
As Bree glides her fingers in and out of Lynette, pressing her body hard against the blonde, Bree cannot resist getting lost in Lynette’s eyes. Bree knows that she has sinned; she knows that their future will be rocky and possibly doomed, but she doesn’t care. All she cares about now is the woman lying underneath her, shivering under her touch. Bree knows she is in love.
After over an hour of making love, Bree and Lynette lay in each other’s arms on the conference room floor. Both are consumed by their love and the ramifications of that love. “Thank you” Lynette whispers.
“Well, honey I should be thanking you” Bree smirked.
“No, I mean for bringing me dinner not the sex. Although, thanks for that too! Seriously, even after I cancelled, you still cared enough to come down here. Thank you!” Lynette responded.
“Well, I wish I could say it was a totally selfless act, but I needed you. I have been going crazy without you, without making love to you” Bree says as she runs her fingers through the blonde’s curly hair.
Lynette leans up on one arm and runs her hand against Bree’s cheek. “I’ve missed you too! You are all I ever think about.”
“Me too” Bree agreed.
After a few moments of lying quietly in each other’s arms, Bree catches Lynette smiling out of the corner of her eye.
“What’s that grin for?” Bree asked.
“You know, leave it up to you to turn what is supposed to be the scariest night of the year into an evening of passion and hot sex.”
“Lynette!”
“Oh please, don’t pretend to be demure. We both know it was hot!”
“Don’t be common” Bree responded.
Lynette rolled on top of Bree and ran her tongue across the redhead’s upper lip. “Don’t pretend you don’t like it” Lynette whispered.
The two lovers continued to make love as the night passed. The work on Lynette’s desk would still be there the next morning. The dinner prepared by Bree was getting cold sitting on the table. The candlelight was growing dim as the wax melted away. The room was mostly illuminated by the full moon outside the window. The only sounds in the air were the moans of two lovers seduced, not by the madness of Halloween, but by their madness for each other.
THE END.
Hope you all liked this final part of the Halloween series. Let me know your thoughts!