A New Exchange

========== Trading Spaces ==========

“Just get it done, Amy. It has to be ready for the homeowners to cover first thing in the morning!” Hildi Santos-Tomas tossed back over her shoulder as she strode away.

“Argh! I hate that bitch!” Wynn growled, slamming her tape measure down on the workbench. She squeezed her eyes shut and took some deep breaths. ‘Calm down...calm down. Don’t let her get to you.’

“Wynn?” a soft voice startled the carpenter.

“What!?” she snapped without thinking.

“What’s wrong Wynn?” Paige asked, stepping into the pool of light under the tent that made up ‘carpentry world’ on their TV show- Trading Spaces. They had just wrapped up shooting day one on location outside of Washington DC. Though night had fallen, it was still hot and humid and Paige’s t-shirt clung to every curve of her body.

“Paige, sorry...” Wynn muttered upon seeing the show’s host. She had to force herself to look away from the lithe figure approaching. “I thought it was...someone else.”

“Hildi getting on your nerves?” Page asked with a knowing smile.

“Grr! Don’t even get me started on that...that...” Wynn growled through gritted teeth.

“What did she want?” Paige interjected with a sympathetic smile.

“Homework! She wants me to mount this giant round mirror above the bar, and then she’s going to have them glue straws all around the outside of it, because she thinks it’ll look ‘soda-fountainy’,” Wynn said derisively. Rolling her head from side to side to relieve her stiff neck, she added, “I think she finds her design ideas by sticking her head up her ass!”

“Amy Wynn Pastor!” Paige’s voice sounded shocked.

“Sorry,” Wynn said, slightly ashamed. She looked up into Paige’s eyes expecting reproach—what she saw was a twinkle she couldn’t quite identify.

“It’s ok,” Paige said with a dismissive wave. “it’s not like I haven’t thought the same thing myself.”

“Huh?” Wynn felt her jaw drop. Things got weirder as Wynn watched the show’s host move around her.

“Don’t worry about it—she’s already over-budget, so you can blow-off the mirror.” Paige added, now standing behind the carpenter.

“Ok...” Wynn said, baffled by this turn of events.

“She can be a very unpleasant person to deal with, believe me I know!” Wynn heard as she felt Paige’s hands come to rest on her shoulders.

“Paige?” she asked hesitantly. “What are you...ohh.” The sensation of Paige kneading her shoulder muscles distracted Wynn from her question.

“Gosh, you’re so tense!” Paige’s quiet voice accompanied her talented fingers.

“Mmm...uh huh,” Wynn replied with a groan. ‘This is...weird. Weird—but good?’ she thought as she gave in to Paige’s attentions.

“Paige, mmm...you’re really good at that!” she said in a low, intense voice.

“You’d be surprised at the thing’s I’m good at...” Paige’s whispered reply came close enough that her breath played across the carpenter’s ear.

“Huh?” Wynn again uttered, stunned by her coworker’s unexpected behavior. She stiffened as she felt Paige’s body press up against her back and her hands slip down from her shoulders to the top of the cleavage left exposed by her pink tanktop.

“Let me help you relax, Wynn...” Paige’s voice was as sultry hot as the summer-night air surrounding them.

“Paige...w-what?” Wynn stammered, stunned and feeling suddenly short of breath.

“I’ve seen you look at me, Wynn...” Paige continued in the same seductive tone. “I know you want me.”

“Oh my God!” Wynn gasped, desire racing though her body at the same time fear and embarrassment ran through her mind. “How...?”

“Don’t worry, you hide it well...but...well let’s just say, it takes one to know one,” Paige answered Wynn’s unfinished question.

Wynn licked her suddenly dry lips. “I...I...don’t know what to say.”

“Say yes,” Paige filled the momentary silence.

‘God, is this really happening?’ Wynn wondered. Worries about her job, her reputation, and even what her parent’s would think if they found out ran through her mind.

The feel of Paige’s lips against her neck brought a new fear to the forefront. “Paige, please don’t tease me.” She cried softly.

“Not teasing...wanted you for so long,” Paige whispered.

Wynn gasped out loud at the feel Paige’s lips closing over her earlobe, sucking and licking the soft flesh. “Yes!”

A thrill of fear rose up in her heart as Paige’s hands withdrew from her chest, but it was immediately quashed as they traced over her shoulders, down her back and around her sides again to her chest, this time from below—cupping her breasts through her top.

“Do you know how hard it is for me to keep my eyes above your neckline?” Paige said in a naughty tone. “You always wear these hot tank tops, showing off these beautiful breasts!”

“Mnnuh!” Wynn grunted, her previous anger and frustration completely wiped away by the flood of desire overflowing from inside.

“Today was the worst!” Paige went on, moving around the stunned carpenter—dropping a kiss on her shoulder as she did. “I was watching you build that platform bed today...a bead of sweat ran down your neck, right down into your shirt. All I could think about was how much I wanted to lick it up!”

“Oohhh!” Wynn moaned as Paige’s tongue traced the path she’d just described. “Paige!”

Paige pulled back to stare her right in the eye. “You’re so beautiful!” Wynn exhaled, speaking a truth she’d always felt on a visceral level.

The answering smile she got caused a pang in her chest. “Especially when you smile!” spilled out of her mouth almost unconsciously. Her hands moved, one to the small of Paige’s back, the other to the nape of her neck. ‘mmm, better than I ever imagined!’ she thought, pulling the other woman to her; body to body, lips to lips.

“Come back to my hotel room?” Paige panted once Wynn had released her from the ardent kiss.

“Yeah?” Wynn asked, still marveling.

“Uh huh,” Paige confirmed, pulling back just enough that Wynn could see her licking her ruby lips. “Much as I’ve fantasized about tackling you right here in the sawdust and wood scraps, I really think we’d be more comfortable in a bed.”

Wynn’s mouth pulled back in a wide grin. “You’ve fantasized about me?”

“Oh yeah!” Paige nodded enthusiastically.

“Cool!” Wynn gushed, feeling silly the moment it popped out of her mouth.

Paige’s face lit up with another one of her thousand watt smiles and she grabbed Wynn’s hand, drawing her out of carpentry world.

“Lemme take this off,” Wynn said, reaching for the buckle of her tool-belt.

“Wait!” Paige exclaimed.

Wynn tilted her head questioningly, frowning slightly at the unexpected outburst. Her eyebrows rose as a blush grew on Paige’s face.

“Can you...would you leave it on?” the show-host asked, looking embarrassed.

The sight of a blushing Paige, her lower lip caught between her teeth was too much for Wynn to resist. A smile of anticipation grew on her face as mental images of what was to come ran through her mind. “You want me with my tool belt on? Is that one of your fantasies?” she asked coyly.

“Leave it on and you’ll find out!” Paige replied, her voice husky and low.

Wynn couldn’t help but giggle as the vivacious woman pulled her along.

========== Trading Spaces ==========

‘Its really happening, I can’t believe it!’ Wynn thought, her heart hammering in her chest as she followed the woman she’d had a crush on for months into her hotel room. ‘God, she’s got a great butt!’ the lusty thought interjected itself as she stared at Paige’s tight jeans. She blushed when Paige quickly turned around, catching her staring.

“I can feel you, looking at me,” Paige crooned. “on the show, sometimes it’s like I can feel your eyes on me, touching me, stroking me...everywhere.”

Wynn felt her face grow hot. Embarrassment and lust warred for dominance, each only adding to the flush filling her skin.

“Wynn?” Paige whispered, stepping close into the carpenter’s personal space.

“Y-yeah?” she answered, her mouth suddenly dry.

“Lock the door.”

“Lock the door...right!” Wynn nodded, her hand fumbling for the latch.

Paige boldly reached out to cup and gently squeeze Wynn’s breasts through her clothes. “I’ve wanted to see these so badly!” she huffed, licking her lips as she stared.

Her nipples pushed hard into the fabric of her bra as Paige touched her. At the questioning glance, Wynn could only nod her head, giving her tacit approval as Paige’s hands moved to the pull at her shirt, starting to un-tuck it from her shorts.

As her hands were released from the material of her shirt, they fell down to encircle Paige who had pushed herself against the carpenter as soon as the top was out of the way. Wynn’s eyes slipped shut in pleasure as Paige thoroughly kissed her, their tongues wrestling playfully.

“Oh!” Wynn gasped when Paige stepped back, pulling the carpenter’s open bra off as she did. ‘Damn, I didn’t even feel her unhook it!’ she thought, not at all unhappy at the turn of events.

“They’re so big!” Paige said with a note of awe.

The feel of Paige’s hands on her bare flesh distracted Wynn from any sort of lucid response.

“Ohh, so soft!” Paige went on, cupping the weight of Wynn’s unfettered breasts. “Wanna taste!” Paige whispered, immediately acting on that desire.

“Holy crap!” she grunted at the sensation of Paige’s tongue laving her. A whimper escaped from the carpenter as Paige alternated licking and sucking her areolas and nipples.

The show-host had the two handfuls of flesh pushed up and together, letting her move from one to the other with only a slight turn of the head. She seemed unable to get enough as she verily devoured Wynn’s pillowy soft bosoms.

Wynn didn’t even notice that she had her hands buried in Paige’s hair, pushing her head tightly against herself, until Paige’s hands fumbling with the button and zipper on her shorts distracted her. Her nipples swelled even more when Paige pulled away and the open air hit the saliva slicked skin.

Paige dropped to her knees, pushing Wynn’s shorts and panties roughly down her legs. The relative cool of the air in the room made Wynn immediately aware that her breasts weren’t the only part of her that was slippery wet.

Wynn felt self-conscious as a still fully dressed Paige stood up and stepped back. She had to resist the impulse to cover herself as the only thing she still had on was her tool belt and her work boots.

“I’ve pictured this in my head, like, a thousand times!” Paige said, shaking her head slightly. Her eyes raked up and down Wynn’s form over and over again.

‘Now I know what she meant!’ Wynn thought as her whole body flushed hot. ‘I can feel her eyes like hands touching me everywhere!’

“I look silly,” she blurted, seeing herself in the rooms mirrored closet doors.

“You look hot!” Paige immediately—and fervently—corrected. “Com’ere!” she grunted, taking Wynn’s hand and pulling her toward the bed.

Before she could protest, Paige had her bent over at the waist, hands on the bed, standing with her legs straight. The show-host immediately dropped to her knees behind her and began licking and slurping at the wetness between Wynn’s furred flesh.

“Holy cow!” Wynn squealed, arching her back at the pleasure Paige was delivering her. She dropped her upper body to the bed, her hands grasping and tugging at her own nipples as her hips twitched and rolled in reaction to Paige’s mouth against her. ‘She’s gonna eat me alive!’ the thought popped unbidden into Wynn’s mind. ‘Thank God!’ she added a moment later.

Minutes later, Wynn opened her eyes and saw their reflection in the same mirror that had filled her with embarrassment earlier. The reflection of Paige on her knees—hands grasping Wynn’s thighs—her face pressed into the soft apex of those thighs; it overloaded Wynn’s brain and she came hard, squealing Paige’s name as she trembled and shook.

Her shaky legs were unable to continue supporting her, and Wynn dropped to her knees. She pushed off the bed, turning around to face her new lover.

“Well, that’s one fantasy fulfilled,” Paige said with a smile of equal parts pride and happiness gracing her girl-cum covered mouth.

Anything else Paige might have said was erased as the carpenter tackled her to the ground, ravishing her mouth. The taste of her own sex on Paige’s mouth inflamed Wynn even more and she ignored the feel of her tools digging into her side, intent on only two things, devouring her lover’s mouth, and getting her tight jeans unbuttoned.

Displaying impressive multitasking skills, Wynn slipped one hand up under Paige’s shirt to grope her firm breasts, the other went down inside Paige’s open jeans, into her panties. Wynn slipped a pair of fingers inside the show-host’s slick vagina, her thumb occupying itself with the swollen nub above. All this while she continued to tangle tongues with the overwhelmed woman.

It wasn’t long before Wynn felt Paige’s body start twitching and bucking like a coin-operated horse-ride. She felt her fingers being squeezed tightly inside Paige’s velvet channel as the show-host cried out her name in a long, shuddering wail.

Wynn finally released Paige’s mouth and they both labored to catch their breath. She slowly withdrew her fingers from Paige’s sloppy wet sex, bringing the glistening digits to her mouth to suck clean. ‘Yum, musky and tangy!’ she thought gleefully. ‘I’m definitely looking forward to drinking straight from the source!’

“Oh Wynn!” Paige huffed. “Wow!” she added with a look of contentment and awe.

“You too,” Wynn answered sincerely. “Totally wow!”

After a moment of gazing into each other’s eyes, Paige looked around with a mock-pout. “We never made it to the bed—we still ended up on the ground!”

“Mmm, sounds like we’ve got some homework to get done after all!” Wynn said impishly.

Paige tipped her head back, laughing loudly. “Oh definitely!” she agreed.

========== Trading Spaces ==========

“She better have finished that mirror!” Hildi groused to herself as she strode out to her rental minivan. Looking at her watch, she noted, “Hmm, I’ve got time to swing by Starbucks before going to the set.

Her distraction would prove costly as she opened up the driver-side door without looking inside.

========== Trading Spaces ==========

Paige and Wynn were crying in laughter as they showed the Paige-cam footage to the show’s producer. Production cast and crew joined in on the laughter as they watched the big-screen and saw the hated Hildi slip and fall; buried in thousands upon thousands of drinking straws that poured out of her mini-van when she opened the door.

“Is that why you two were so tired this morning?” the producer asked. “Because you were up all night dumping straws into her car?”

Wynn and Paige glanced at each other with a secretive smile.

“Yep, that must be it,” Paige answered innocently.

“Well, that and the homework,” Wynn added with a coy grin.

“Oh yeah, lots and lots of homework!” Paige agreed.

The End.

========== BtVS ==========

“Whoa!” Willow gasped, waking up with a start. She looked lovingly at the two blondes still sleeping beside her. ‘That was a weird dream...’ she thought with a slight shake of her head. ‘I guess I shouldn’t leave the TV on when Buffy’s getting frisky!’

The End (really)

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