Zoe waits for a promotion at work, but another person gets hired for the position. When Zoe finds out that Sally, her high school bully, would be her new boss she is less than thrilled, but their story takes an unexpected twist.

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I hated it. No one in their right mind would’ve hired someone externally instead of promoting one of the people already working for the company, but it seemed that those on top did lose their minds. I was working towards that promotion for so long that I almost forgot what other goal I ever had. It was the only thing on my mind, the only thing I was working towards, and it was torn right out of my hands. I was already angry and pissed off when I heard the news about someone being hired to fill the position, but I turned furious when I finally saw my new boss.

I instantly recognized her when I saw her face and all of me was focused on only one thought - that it was all a dream. That it couldn’t be real life. What were the chances of a girl who used to bully me all through school to get a position above me? I tried not to show my emotions, I tried to blend into the crowd, but her eyes still went to me and I wondered if she remembered and if she recognized me. 

She looked the same as she did when we were in school, maybe more elegant and dressed in office clothes, but everything else stayed the same - her dark hair, doll face, full lips, and dark eyes. If I didn’t know her better, I would’ve also thought that she would be great for the position, but I did know her, even if it was a long time ago. 

For a few days, the two of us didn’t mention that we knew each other, not even in private. It seemed that we were simply ignoring a giant elephant in the room and continued with the work. Still, somehow, someone found out about the fact that we used to be in the same class and the questions started to pop. I didn’t know if I wanted to answer them truthfully, but this whole situation seemed to concern Sally because she invited me to her office for a talk. 

To my surprise, she looked nervous. That wasn’t what I expected, especially when my mind went to all the things she did to me during those long years. I didn’t even realize just how angry with her I was until she stood right in front of me in her new office. She asked me to sit down, but I kept standing, feeling too on edge to relax in any way. And that was how our big conversation started. 

The first thing Sally did was give me an apology. She sounded sincere when she said those words, but a deep-seated hurt that was inside me wouldn’t go away. She told me that she understood how I must feel about her, to which I answered that she couldn’t have ever imagined it. That shut her up, but not for long. She said that she was willing to do anything to make amends and if the apology wasn’t enough, she was more than willing to invite me to a dinner where we could discuss everything that happened between us and leave the past behind. It didn’t sound like an idea that would appeal to me at all, but I also didn’t want to act vindictive. I wasn’t like her, I wasn’t as evil as Sally, so I could forgive and forget. But only if she would ask for it well enough. 

In the end, I agreed to have dinner with her. I almost took my words back when Sally said that she didn’t know many good places in the area and that I should come over to her place and she’d cook, but, once again, my kindness won. With a heavy heart, I accepted the invitation and went back to my desk, trying to think about all the things I wanted to tell Sally, about everything I wanted her to apologize for.

The next day at work was stretching out. I was going to go to Sally’s at the end of it and all I wanted was just to be over with it. I knew that whatever relationships she wanted to have with me weren’t possible, so I just needed to sit through the dinner to finally tell her that it wasn’t going to happen. Quick and easy. 

Once everyone left the office, I got my things and waited for Sally to come out of the office which was once supposed to be mine. She looked nervous and I liked it. At least I wasn’t the only person uncomfortable in this situation. She tried to make small talk with me as we made our way to her flat, but I wasn’t too receptive to it. To be honest, I just waited for it to be over, nothing else. 

Sally’s flat was nice, decorated tastefully, and looked cozy. I didn’t expect her place to look like that and that threw me off a bit. She offered me to sit down and have a drink while she would make a quick dinner. I agreed, still feeling strange about it all. 

As she cooked, we started to talk, slowly unraveling the relationships we used to have. Sally apologized again, but that didn’t affect me. I let her know that just because it was in the past it didn’t mean that I forgot about it or forgave her. She didn’t look happy with my response and continued to cook. Then she said the words I never imagined I would hear from her. She told me that she only ever tried to hurt me because she was jealous of me. I almost dropped the glass I held on the floor. When I looked at her, I almost expected Sally to laugh and tell me that it was just a joke, but instead, she just looked at me, waiting for my reaction. I shook my head, asking why in the world would she ever feel jealous of me. Sally was happy to explain.

She told me that I was always so confident with everyone, that I had many friends, and that I was so smart. Hearing her say those words healed something inside me, but it also made me angrier. Just because she was saying those words years later didn’t mean that they would help me the same way they would’ve if she told me them before. She apologized once again, saying that she knew that I was hurt, but she couldn’t fix the past, only build better relationships with me in the future. I shook my head. I didn’t know what to say, but it wasn’t enough. 

She got closer to me. I was sitting on the couch and she sat next to me, so close our knees brushed against each other. There was tension in the air between us and I could feel it with my skin. There was something there, an invisible wall that she wanted to break. And I might’ve been willing to make it happen. 

The last thing I expected to happen happened and I felt Sally’s lips on mine, her hands on my shoulders. She waited, not moving, expecting something to happen. I froze in place, not sure what to do. She moved away, looking flustered and apologizing for the stupid mistake she made. But, before she moved away, I already grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back, kissing her with new passion. 

It felt unreal, it felt like a strange dream, yet the kiss we shared was passionate and pleasant. I felt the heat deep in my body, making it ache to be touched. I pushed my tongue into Sally’s mouth, and my hands went over her body, starting to tug at her clothes. She did the same. 

Soon my shirt was open and her hands were fondling my breasts, her palms slipped under the fabric of my bra and she teased my nipples, making me moan. When I looked at her face again, she was smiling. Sally asked if I would be more willing to forget and forgive if she would eat me out. 

She took off my shirt and bra completely and kissed my breasts. I put my hand in her hair, tugging lightly and she didn’t complain when I did so. She sucked on the soft flesh of my breasts, her tongue circled around my nipples, and my legs were already opened for her. I was leaning back on the couch, waiting for Sally to touch me where I needed her most, where I wanted to feel her tongue. She could see that, I knew it, but she continued to torture me by running her tongue right above the edge of my skirt. Only when I told her that she was bullying me again did she quickly get rid of my skirt and panties.

She was still dressed, and I felt vulnerable in front of her, while I was fully naked, but every thought about it left my mind when she dipped her head between my spread legs and I felt her hot breath on my pussy. 

Her tongue slipped over my slit, making me shiver with hot pleasure I felt rushing through my body. I looked down at Sally and couldn’t take my eyes off the beautiful picture of her pink tongue moving over my clit as she ate me out. The pleasure she was giving me was like a hot pull in my lower stomach and it only grew the faster her tongue moved over my pussy. 

I was moaning out, feeling one of her hands on my breast, teasing my nipples, while her other hand went between my legs, to give me even more of that delicious pleasure. While her tongue was still circling my clit, two of her fingers slipped inside me, bending in my walls as she moved them inside me. I cried out louder and my eyes closed, as my body was unable to process anything but that sweet, overwhelming pleasure. Sally wasn’t going to stop, she was only giving me more and more, as much as I could take. 

I felt my pussy hugging her fingers tightly inside me, her lips were around my clit, sucking on it. She knew too well how to make my body sing, even if it only was the first time she touched me, but I couldn’t take it any longer.

I fell apart under the magic of her tongue and fingers, I pushed my pussy in her face as I felt a hot wave of pleasure wash over me, making me scream out her name. She continued to lick me until I wasn’t fully back to my senses and the realization of how wrong what we just did was settled in. 

I hid my face in my palms, too afraid to look at her, at her face covered in my juices. Sally only laughed at that and caressed my thigh. She said that I tasted delicious and asked if I was willing to forgive her after all. I moved my hands away, feeling my face burn, and nodded. She smiled even wider before she kissed me. 

Arousal grew inside of me again and I put my hand under her skirt, ready to explore our attraction, when a strong smell made us stop. Our dinner was ready, we just forgot about it, and Sally had to run to turn off the stove. 

At the end of the night, both of us had something to eat anyway.