"Dani, please explain to me why I have this child in my bed, and why it is so hard to refute her and on top of all of this, will you please explain why you didn't tell me she was a damned virgin?!" Miranda growled out at her old friend across the table at some ritzy little restaurant. She stabbed her steak and brought her fork to her mouth, leveling another icy glare at the redhead.

"Oh Miranda… Lighten up!" She chuckled and started to draw her fingertip across the wooden table, "I didn't put her in your bed… Or made her so hard for you to ignore." She winked, taking a small bite of her salad. "You know, Miranda, Darlin I didn't… Know she was a virgin." She cringed, Dani had assumed but not actually known. Andrea was such a sweet piece… She was surprised someone hadn't tried to snatch her up yet.

"Dani, I am so sick of no one knowing what they're talking about, or more or less selling!" She spat standing from the table, "This is trash, I need to go." She spun on her heel and walked from the restaurant, her heels clicking in finality.

"Hey Mira…?" Andy knocked on the open door of the study, "Can I come in?" She blushed slightly as Miranda looked up and hit her with her laser gaze, "What is it Andrea? I'm very busy?" She spoke softer than normal, like she had a headache again, Andrea had figured as much.

She walked in quickly and quietly and sat the glass of water and the Advil on the desk, "You've been in here for hours, and your reading glasses were on the table downstairs, so I figured you'd be getting that little headache right behind your eyes." Andy blushed again, and looked at her naked feet on the soft carpeting beneath her.

The editor snorted, "You're ridiculous." She shook her head, "But thank you." She sighed and downed the Advil before looking back up into the chocolate eyes, "We're going to dinner tonight, just us." She smirked, "There's no function, but prepare to be both in the spotlight and wined and dined." She chuckled, "Go start getting ready, as delicious as you look in those cutoffs, they cannot go to a 5 star restaurant." She smirked and waved her hand in the air dismissively.

"O-Oh, okay Miranda, of course!" She giggled nervously and ran from the room, up the stairs to her bedroom to start rifling through her closet.

It's not fair! Miranda picked out everyone of these dresses, she already knows what I own. Andy huffed and sat not-so-gingerly on her bed, the red silk next to her was really calling out to her, but she was afraid it was too...obvious. Then there was the navy fit and flair with the scoop neck and the little diamonds sewn into the fabric…. "Fuck!"

What would have surprised Andrea, Miranda was across the hall, walking through her closet with a disgusted look on her face. I wish I could remember the dresses I had bought her… Should I wear a dress? No, wait….. A sly smile overcome her face as she pushed her silver locks behind her ear as she reached into the back of her closet, pulling out the hanger, she smirked again, "Perfect."

"Wow… Miranda…" Andy blushed brightly looking down at the floor and scuffing her nude heel against the carpet, looking back up she gasped again. Fuck me solid.

Andrea was wearing the navy fit and flare, her breasts hugged tightly by the clingy fabric, her beautiful legs were elongated by her sky-high nude heels. The tiny diamonds were sewn into the fabric, making the skirt glitter with every movement.

"Andrea, you look lovely, absolutely… Ravishing." Miranda stepped closer and grasped her hands, bringing them to her mouth to kiss them softly, "Darling, what's wrong?"

Andy just shrugged, before looking up at her date for the evening, "You just look… Amazing, completely… Gorgeous." She blushed brighter and looked into her date's bright blue eyes. "Wow."

"Andrea, you're just lovely." She kissed her hands again, and pulled her into a tight hug, She giggled sheepishly, "Thank you." Miranda smirked, turning around to pick up her clutch- as she did, Andrea realized that Miranda wasn't wearing a full length gown, but a deep red, jumpsuit.

"Holy shit." She groaned, as the editor turned back to look at her, Andy's eyes looking down to the gorgeous expanse of pale skin, her collarbone was decorated by a tiny diamond necklace, the v-neck of her jumpsuit going dangerously low. Miranda smirked once again, "Come along, my darling." She cooed before walking out the door.

Dinner was a lovely affair, Miranda doted on her young companion, and Andy preened under her loving attention. "Andrea." Miranda cooed, running her stocking-covered toes up the leg of the brunette, "What would you like to eat for dinner, my little kitten?" Andy gasped, her mouth falling open, unable to form a sentence she just make a few odd sounds. "I'll have the lamb shanks, and she'll have the chicken marsala." With a slight bow the waiter scurried off, "Andrea, has the cat got your tongue?" She chuckled as Andy tried to level a glare at the older woman.

"No, Mira… The cougar has my thigh." The Editor's foot faltered on her leg. "Cheeky."

"Come." Miranda pulled Andy up the stairs, licking her lips as she pushed her into the main bedroom. "Darling… I know, I know how nervous you are, to please me." She walked the woman up against the wall, "But as long as you're willing, anything we do will be pleasing." She whispered, licking the shell of her younger lover's ear.

"Mirandaaaa" She groaned, her hips rolling up to the older woman, "Ohhh anything, anything for youuuu." She whimpered as Miranda bit lightly at her ear. "Come on Andrea, show me what you want, my sweet little kitten." She purred into her ear again before kissing down her long neck, "Beautiful."

"P-please… Will you ah!" She squeaked as the white haired goddess's teeth raked down her neck, "PLease take me!" With that, Miranda grinned, "Go lay on the bed, darling, I'll be right back." She cooed, kissing her forehead before walking into the bathroom. Andy shivered and crawled into the bed, pulling off her dress, and trying to arrange herself more sexy than sweet on the bed… She had no idea what she was doing.

Miranda groaned, looking in the mirror and pushing the forelock from her face, "Okay, Miranda… Just a gorgeous, young, innocent little angel whom is completely in love with you and is trusting you to take care of her… Jesus." She shook her head and pulled off her jumpsuit, laying it over the side of the tub.

"Mmmm Randa…" Lynn groaned as her girlfriend's teeth raked down her neck, "Come on baby, let's take this to your bed, hmm?" Miranda shoved Lynn off her lap, "N-no… No I can't, No Lynn." She whispered, squeezing her eyes shut, hoping Lynn would relax…

Andy finally just flopped back onto the bed, her nipples tightening in response to the cold of the room, her barely there bra really didn't help. She mused her hair a little more and tried to spread her legs in a way that looked inviting and not slutty. "Come on Mira…" She whispered to herself.

Stepping out of the bathroom in just her grey silk robe, Miranda smiled, "Well… Hello there Kitten." She whispered into the silence. Miranda sauntered closer, crawling into bed, kissing the young girl's neck. "Aren't you just Soooooo…" She strayed from her words, deciding instead to nip the brunette's creamy skin, "Sweet" She finishes by tugging on her earlobe.

"Oh-Oh!" Miranda…." Andy giggles, moving to sit slightly, up on her elbows, "Miranda… I'm a little, nervous." She whispered. Miranda moved her hand down to caress the young girl's cheek, "Please, sweetheart, just let me take care of you."

Miranda pushed her back, before kissing down her chest, nuzzling the soft swell of her breasts, biting softly on her tiny pebbled nipple through the baby-pink bra. Miranda loved the young girl in that gorgeous pale color. "Mmm, look at your sexy little nipples baby girl, poking through your bra." Miranda cooed

Andy giggled, spreading her legs a little more widely, letting Miranda settle fully onto her sexy toy's body. "Now Andrea, I just want to eat you up." She growled, biting a little more firmly at the flesh of her breasts. The editor snapped the clasp on the front of her bra, smirking at herself for her forethought on only getting frontal closure bras.

Pushing the cups away from her breasts Miranda moaned softly, sucking the tiny bud into her mouth, flicking her tongue against it repeatedly, "MMMMM-Miranda!" She screeched, "Holyyyyy Shhhhhhit!" She squealed, kicking out her legs. "Miranda! I- oh God!" her body lurched, tensing almost painfully before lights exploded behind her eyes, body orgasming roughly.

"Oh Andrea." Miranda chuckled, smirking up at her as she started kissing down her trembling stomach, before nuzzling into the pink lace panties, "Oh my darling, you've soaked through your gorgeous, and so so so expensive little panties, my angel." The Editor moved her hands to caress the flat stomach of her younger lover, "Sweetheart, what do you need from me?"

"P-pleaseeee" Andy sobbed, trying to thrust her hips into the mouth of her lover, "Miranda I-I don't knowwwwww" She continued to buck her hips and whimper little sounds

"Oh baby girl, just relax- I know what you need." Miranda purred before pulling down the tiny scrap of lace before throwing it out behind her, "Oh my...Fuck." Miranda cursed to herself, the girl was bare, completely waxed, and oh-so wet. She tilted her head closer and licked up the tiny slit. "Fuck me Miranda!"

Andy blushed even brighter, shivering as she spoke, Andrea almost never swore- and the fact she was yelling them so freely was a shock to both women.

"Oh Mira… You- ah!" She let out another screech as Miranda carefully spread her swollen pink lips and blew softly on her engorged clit. "Look at me, Andrea Joy…" Miranda spoke in a quiet commanding tone, the younger woman's eyes snapped directly to stormy blues.

"Ohhhhh oh Mira!" She screamed again as Miranda wrapped her lips tighter around her clit, and slowly entered her with a singular digit, "Ohhh God, Mira baby- Baby please, I'm so close!" She humped closer to her finger, pushing it deeper.

"Add- Add another, please!" Andrea screamed, trying to kick her legs but Miranda was holding them tight to the bed, with careful precision, the Fashion Maven added a second finger, for the third time this evening, Andrea screamed out her orgasm, waves of pleasure and slight pain from being stretched wash over her again and again, "Miiiiirrrraaaannnnddddaaaaa!" She screamed, shaking and groaning her back arching thighs clenching tightly as she fell back to the bed.

"Hmm, darling… You are… Delicious." Miranda kissed up her young love's chest, stopping to nuzzle into her chest, sucking at the firm breast. "Darling?" Miranda looked up to see the girl's eyes closed, "Hmm passed out huh?" Miranda chuckled before laying her head on Andy's chest. She's not breathing!

UH OH.