Dark Empathy by Archibald Bradford (best books to read for women .txt) 📗

off as she took in the sight of three other men inside.

Two were sitting on a large wooden box, their arms crossed over their chests and unfriendly looks on their faces.

The third was holding a menacing looking pry-bar low at his hip.

She swallowed nervously, her eyes flicking back to the foreman who had let her in.

He locked the door again.

With panic filling her, she tried to recall to her mind all of the things that she had learned regarding self-defense but in that moment she came up blank.

She flinched when he spoke again.

“Up the stairs, the boss asked not to be disturbed, but I know she’ll make an exception for you, sweetheart.”

He gestured towards Carol’s office, still wearing the same reassuring smile, though it wasn’t as effective as it was.

Still, after a good ten seconds, no one made any kind of move towards her and the manager’s arm was still held out, indicating that she should go up to the office.

With a weak smile, she remembered her purpose and walked up the stairs, doing her best not to show the irrational fear the four men had instilled in her.

As she climbed, she looked once over her shoulder.

Four sets of eyes were still tracking her, their owners unmoving.

Her hand was shaking as she knocked on the door as firmly as she dared.

What if she isn’t here? What if he’s lying? Why did he lock the-

A terrifyingly long moment later and the little metal latch of the office door shifted as a dearly familiar, if somewhat annoyed-sounding, voice broke into her fearful musings.

“I told you to leave- oh!” The expression on Carol’s face shifted rapidly from irritation to surprise when the door opened and her familiar figure appeared; “Sorry, Rebecca, I thought...”

She trailed off as her features shifted yet again to concern, the naked fear on the naive bunny’s face plain as day to behold.

“What’s wrong? What happened?”

Her arms gripped Rebecca’s shoulders and pulled her into the office as she looked her over, seemingly checking for injuries.

The apparent concern for her wellbeing made a lump form in her throat and the Lapine felt more than a little foolish for her earlier apprehension.

Without thinking she wrapped her arms around Carol’s waist and hugged her, the box forgotten in her bag.

Stressful tears seeped from the bunny’s eyes as the taller woman hugged her back after a moment of surprised hesitation.

It was a good thirty seconds before they broke apart.

“I’m sorry, some of your employees- I got scared. It was stupid.” Rebecca said in a rush as she wiped away her tears with her thumb, her other hand already pulling the package back out of her bag.

Carol’s expression darkened and her eyes narrowed.

“I’ll have a talk with Gregory. He’s the night manager and should know better. But Rebecca, this can be a really rough part of-”

“I know! I know. Like I said, I was being stupid.” She cleared her throat and presented the package to the dark-haired stunner; “This is for you. Not from me obviously, but from somebody, I mean, somebody must have sent it right?”

With her nervous fear subsiding, Rebecca found herself with other reasons to be nervous.

In the cramped office, there wasn’t much room for the pair of them to stand and she found herself somewhat overwhelmed with the scent of the other woman.

Luckily Carol took the package from her and quickly became preoccupied with it.

Though after a moment she sighed heavily and pressed two fingers to the bridge of her nose in apparent frustration.

“What’s wrong? It’s addressed to you, isn’t it-”

“It’s fine.” Carol said quickly; “It’s fine, it’s just not the one I was hoping for, that’s all.”

She set it on her desk and turned back to the bunny, an inscrutable look on her face.

The memories of their aborted date flooded Rebecca’s mind and she turned a bit pink under the other woman’s scrutiny.

“I’m s-sorry, about the other night I mean.”

Carol’s large breasts shifted upwards as she drew in a heavy breath.

“You mean the night where you totally blew me off? Aside from the very end, I thought the date was going well-”

Rebecca cut her off suddenly as remorse flooded her.

“It was! Well, actually, no it wasn’t! But that was my fault, I mean the carrots were kind of gross and wine is disgusting and then I messed up Cordelia’s dress and you were just trying to be nice and I-”

Carol’s lips silenced her babbling when they pressed tight to hers.

Surprised, but also delighted, Rebecca didn’t pull away, leaning into the lingering kiss, their breasts pressing together hard enough for her to feel Carol’s nipples peak through her shirt.

Once again their arms were wrapped around each other, their pelvises pressed tight as their kiss deepened.

Rebecca’s tongue was the first to move, slipping into Carol’s mouth as the older woman moaned in delight, her own tongue massaging itself against the Lapine’s piercing as her hand shifted low to grip the bunny’s tight ass, pausing briefly to give her poofy tail a squeeze.

The room was suddenly too hot as the only sound was their lips smacking together.

Finally, tragically, they broke apart, their faces hovering inches away from each other.

“See? That wasn’t so bad was it?” Carol murmured, her hands still massaging the globes of Rebecca’s bum.

The bunny girl pressed her groin tighter to Carol’s, the heat of the other woman’s center against hers enough to make her moan.

She nodded shakily.

Carol’s head shifted down to kiss at the side of her neck, her face shifting up until her nose was nuzzled into Rebecca’s hair.

“Are you going to make it up to me?” Carol whispered.

Once again the bunny could only moan as warm breath washed over her floppy ear.

“I’ve been wet for