1. Dress Off 2: Erica vs. Kimberly (Part 1)


    Date: 1/3/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: staceyshackleton, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    lost her focus on the conversation for a moment, as she tried to suppress a mental image of the twenty-six year old Kimberly Reed sleeping with the seventy-plus-year-old head librarian. She was half-way to suggesting that this seemed unlikely - though not, Stacey corrected herself, entirely implausible - when she realised that overly defending Kimberly’s character wouldn’t exactly play to the mission objectives. “Well, you know how it is, Erica. Kimberly isn’t one to mess around when she wants something, and she’s a risk taker. Sometimes when you’re a risk taker you win big.” Both Erica and Kimberly had worked in the community college library for over two years now, while also taking their anthropology courses together. Close proximity in both study and work had made their early attempts at friendship fall foul of the old saying that `familiarity breeds contempt’. They’d begun to compete, as so many before them, for grades, for men, and for status in their jobs. Erica and Kimberly were, Stacey noted to herself, extraordinarily beautiful women, gifted with natural sporting prowess and a reasonably sharp intellect. In fact, if they weren’t so easily distracted by this and past feuds, then both had glittering and highly successful careers ahead of them. A senior position in the community college’s not-overly-impressive library had opened up only a fortnight ago, and of course Erica and Kimberly had both jumped at the chance. The job came with a pay raise, but that was almost ...
    inconsequential compared to the fact that the job meant that the successful applicant would effectively be the boss of the unlucky also-ran. Stacey wondered if it occurred to either woman that they could of course just change jobs, and that both had the qualifications - both mental and undeniably physical - to walk into any decent administration job, especially if men were on the hiring committee. Of course, Stacey thought, to be fair it wouldn’t have occurred to her if - no, be honest now, when - she’d been in a situation not-dissimilar to Erica’s. The final decision had been made thirty minutes ago, and Erica had been in the same room as a beaming Kimberly when the victor was informed of her promotion. Stacey hadn’t known who was going to win the position, although she knew someone would be coming out of those doors upset and in need of a friend with a helpful suggestion. The fact that it was Erica did make Stacey’s life slightly easier, Kimberly would be the easier sell on the idea even though she was already winning life’s little contest. A victorious Erica would have been harder to convince. “I take risks too, Stacey; it’s not like I’m just sitting back and letting Kimberly walk all over me. It’s just that the bitch is on a winning streak at the moment.” Stacey looked across at Erica’s emerald-green eyes and saw hopelessness begin to well up in them, a hopelessness that seemed completely at odds with everything Erica had in her favour. Stacey reflected on that for a moment, ...