Keep Your Enemies Closer

The sounds of laughter and clinking glasses drifted towards Rivka as she stood near the entrance of the school gymnasium, feeling slightly out of place among her classmates gathered for their high school reunion. It had been years since she last set foot in this building, and much had changed since then. Back then, she had been a shy and introverted teenager, often ridiculed by her peers for not fitting in with their social norms.

She had gone through her all-girl high school years with her nose in a book, preferring them over the drama her friends were constantly busy with. She looked around for a place to sit, finally finding a table with a few empty seats. She sat down next to Minky Korf, a goofball who didn't seem to have changed much over the last fifteen years, regaling the group of women around her with memories of escapades and shenanigans. Rivka laughed along, glad that she had found a table near the good girls and not next to some of the more toxic classmates who had made her life miserable.

"Can I sit here?" The voice startled Rivka out of her daydream. Rivka glanced up and realized that she had thought too soon. Sarah Andasi, possibly one of the most toxic girls in her class, was gripping the seatback of the chair right beside her.

"I guess so" Rivka answered, "no one is sitting here yet"

Sarah looked just like she did back in high school - loud and brash, her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders in loose waves.

But there was something different about her too - a hardness in her eyes that hadn't been there before. Maybe it was the fact that she was standing in front of Rivka, their mutual animosity palpable even after all these years. Or maybe it was the fact that she'd recently gotten divorced and was now single, forced to navigate the dating world as a middle-aged woman with no clue what she wanted anymore. Whatever it was, it made Rivka uneasy.

As if sensing Rivka's discomfort, Sarah quickly introduced herself to Minky and the others, immediately launching into stories of her own from their shared past.

Rivka sat back and watched the group, not interjecting but just analyzing the interplay between former classmates. Some who seemed back in school to be on the fast track to success were toiling in dead-end jobs, while others did surprisingly well.

"What about you Rivka?" she realized she was now the subject of the conversation. "How many locations does your fancy shmancy boutique have now?"

Rivka laughed, loving how Minky was unchanged, still trying to make sure that everyone was included in the conversation. "We have five, with a sixth and seventh opening up in a few months''. Her boutique clothing store business had exploded after she hired a celebrity Orthodox Jewish influencer who brought in big clients. Her little business, whichhad started off selling vintage-style clothes she had designed, grew into an empire, making her millions.

Minky nodded, impressed. "Wow, you really made it big haven't you? That's amazing"

" It could be worse, I could be making a living selling used junk". RIvka gave a start when she realized that Sarah was talking to someone else, but very clearly throwing a jab in her direction.

"For a nice price, in a classy boutique." Rivka replied. "You should come by and try us out, I think there are three stores within five miles of your house"

"I don't remember asking you for your opinion, and it's interesting that when I mentioned used junk you knew I was talking about your store" Sarah shot back.

"Knock it off guys, Minky said, "We don't have to reenact everything from high school"

"Why, are you hoping little Mrs. Millionaire will have you be the next influencer to make her store look more than it is?" Sarah shot back, her eyes blazing as she gave Rivka a taunting look.

Rivka felt heat rising in her cheeks as she mentally cataloged all the things she wished she could say right back, but knew better than to utter aloud. Sarah was always great at pushing people's buttons, especially Rivka's. She knew better than to stoop to Sarah's level, especially now that she was content with where her life had taken her. Besides, it wasn't worth getting worked up over -- not when there were bigger fish to fry. Like her rapidly expanding business empire, for instance.

" Whatever" said Sarah, "I'm going to go check out the school building, I'll be back soon, hopefully when there's a little less ego at the table" She pushed her chair back and stalked off, leaving a dumbfounded group of former classmates in her wake.

"Sorry about that guys," Rivka said. "I don't know why she is so worked up, I never did anything to her that would cause her to have that reaction"

She's just very jealous" another woman said. "Plus, her life isn't going too well for her. She's divorced, in a dead-end office job that does nothing to highlight her people skills, and probably views you, the former loser and dork, as everything she isn't"

"I should probably go talk to her, apologize for nothing I suppose," Rivka thought. "I'd hate for her to have such anger in her heart for nothing"

Rivka stood up to follow Sarah but was stopped by Minky. "Where are you going? We were just starting to have fun!"

"I need to find Sarah, talk to her," Rivka explained. "It's important"

"Well, hurry back! We miss you already!" Minky called out as Rivka walked away.

Rivka searched the hallways of the school building until she spotted Sarah standing near the 11th grade classroom door, nursing a drink. She took a deep breath and approached her, ready to do damage control. But as she drew closer, she couldn't help but notice the dress Sarah was wearing -- a sleek black number that accentuated her curves perfectly. Suddenly, Rivka recognized it as one of her own designs. Her mind raced as she tried to process the implications of this revelation.

"Came to rub it in?" Sarah spat out bitterly

"Rub what in?" Rivka retorted " I seriously don't know what I have done to you. You treated me like garbage in school but I am past that. Please let me know what is really bothering you, because I really wish I could make it better for you if I could"

Sarah looked at Rivka, tears streaming down her face. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I was wrong. I acted like a complete bitch to you back there, as well as in school. I've regretted it ever since. But seeing you here tonight, successful and confident...it just brought back all those bad memories of why I bullied you. I actually had a bit of a crush on you. You were so smart and pretty, and I wasn't, and you had this quiet aura around you and...." Sarah's voice trailed off.

Rivka reached out and pulled Sarah into a tight embrace. "Don't worry about it," she murmured. "Let's leave the past in the past, okay? Let's focus on the present and enjoy ourselves tonight."

Sarah looked up sheepishly at Rivka, " I think I got some makeup on your dress, I'm sorry"

"No worries," Rivka said. "I have something in my car I can cover it with". Rivka looked Sarah up and down, taking her in. "You really did this dress proud you know, it's almost as if it was designed for you"

" I know," said Sarah, "I had to buy it the moment I saw it, your designs honestly make me feel confident and sexy, I'm sorry I mocked them before"

Rivka smiled warmly at her, "Don't worry about it, I forgave you long ago. Plus, I appreciate the compliment"

Rivka started tracing the fabric with her fingertips, loving the way it made Sarah look. They stood there for a moment, looking into each other's eyes. Suddenly, Sarah leaned in close to Rivka, her lips inches from hers. Without warning, she pressed them against her mouth, kissing her deeply. Rivka responded in kind, wrapping her arms around Sarah's waist and pulling her closer. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths in a passionate display of affection.

They stood there for a moment, enjoying each other's company. Then Rivka leaned forward and pressed her lips against Sarah's. At first, Sarah hesitated, unsure of whether or not she was doing the right thing. But as Rivka's tongue traced the outline of her lips, she found herself melting into the kiss. Their tongues danced together, tasting each other for the first time. As they broke apart, they gazed deeply into each other's eyes, both feeling a connection that transcended time and space.

"Lock the door," Rivka demanded breathlessly. " And unzip that dress, I need to see you bare."

Sarah obeyed without question, her hands trembling slightly as she undid the zipper and let the dress slide to the floor. Underneath, she wore a matching lace bra and panties set that left little to the imagination. Rivka's eyes roamed hungrily over her body, taking in every curve and contour.

"So you're wearing my underwear as well" she breathed, reaching out to trace the delicate lace of Sarah's undergarments. "I really should have had you model them, you're breathtakingly beautiful."

Sarah blushed at the praise, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment and arousal. She stepped closer to Rivka, pressing her body against hers and arching her back invitingly.

Without further ado, Rivka lowered her head and began to explore Sarah's body with her lips and tongue. She started with the soft flesh of her neck, moving down to the swell of her breasts.

Without further ado, her hands moved deftly to undo the clasps of her bra.

It fell to the ground, revealing perfect, round breasts that rose and fell with her quickened breathing. Rivka's mouth watered as she took one nipple into her mouth, suckling it gently while running her hand over the other breast.

Sarah moaned loudly, her head thrown back in ecstasy as Rivka's talented tongue flicked across her nipples. She clutched at Rivka's hair, urging her on as she lost herself in the sensations coursing through her body.

But Rivka was in no mood to be rushed. She wanted to savor every moment of this encounter, to fully experience the exquisite pleasure of being with Sarah.

So she moved lower, trailing kisses along the valley between her breasts before reaching the hem of her panties. With a mischievous grin, she hooked her fingers into the elastic and slowly slid them down, revealing the treasure trove of curls hiding beneath.

Sarah shivered as Rivka's cool breath fanned across her heated skin, sending waves of desire coursing through her body. Her hips bucked involuntarily, seeking relief from the aching pressure building inside her.

Rivka caught the movement and smiled, knowing exactly what Sarah needed. She positioned herself between her legs and parted them wider, giving herself access to the sweet folds of flesh hidden within.

Sarah's pussy was wet and waiting for her, the folds of her labia glistening with moisture. Rivka couldn't resist the temptation any longer - she bent forward and buried her face in the sweetness of Sarah's cunt, inhaling the scent of her arousal as she licked and suckled at her clit.

Sarah threw her head back, crying out in delight as Rivka's tongue flicked against her sensitive nub.

She bucked wildly, her hips grinding against Rivka's face as she sought release from the intense pleasure coursing through her body.

Rivka knew she had to keep up the pace, to keep Sarah on the edge of orgasm without letting her fall over the edge. So she increased the intensity of her ministrations, using her lips and teeth to tease and torment Sarah's clit.

As Rivka's expert fingers teased and tickled her opening, Sarah's orgasm built to a crescendo. She cried out again, her whole body shuddering with pleasure as wave after wave of intense sensation washed over her.

Finally, she collapsed onto the floor, spent and satisfied. Rivka crawled up beside her, resting her head on Sarah's shoulder as they caught their breath

.

"Thank you," Sarah whispered, still catching her breath.

"That was...amazing."

Rivka smiled, pleased that she had been able to give Sarah such pleasure. "Anytime," she replied, her voice husky with desire.

They lay there for a few moments more, simply enjoying each other's company. Then Sarah sat up suddenly, a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Your turn," she said, gesturing towards Rivka's clothes.

Before Rivka could protest, Sarah had slipped off her shoes and was working on her skirt. It pooled around her waist, leaving her completely naked.

Sarah's eyes followed the line of Rivka's body, stopping at the round globes of her ass. She licked her lips nervously, wondering what awaited her behind those plump cheeks. Sarah smirked, "Lie down on the floor," she commanded.

Rivka complied without question, lying flat on her back and staring up at the ceiling. She felt Sarah's warm breath on her entrance, and then she was pushing inside her with one finger.

Rivka gasped at the sudden intrusion, her body tensing reflexively. But Sarah was gentle, easing another finger inside her before adding a third. She worked them in and out of her tight channel, stretching her open and preparing her for more. When she was sure Rivka was ready, she added a fourth finger, pushing deeper than ever before.

Rivka moaned loudly, her hips thrusting upwards to meet the invasion. She was so full, so utterly satiated by Sarah's touch. All thoughts of resistance vanished as she surrendered to the pleasure coursing through her body.

Satisfied that Rivka was ready, Sarah removed her fingers and replaced them with her tongue. She laved at the entrance to her lover's pussy, teasing and taunting her with the promise of pleasure to come. Rivka's hips thrashed wildly, her moans growing louder and more desperate as Sarah continued to work her magic below. She clutched at her lover's hair, urging her on as she lost herself in the sensations coursing through her body.

Sarah suddenly moved Rivka's legs to her shoulders and plunged her tongue into Rivka's ass. Rivka cried out in surprise, never having experienced anything like this before. Sarah's tongue darted in and out of her hole, driving her crazy. Rivka cried out in ecstasy, her hips bucking wildly, her ass clenching around Sarah's face as she rode out the intense pleasure. She could feel the heat building deep within her, the fire spreading throughout her entire body. Rivka could feel the orgasm rising up within her, threatening to break free at any moment.

Sarah sensed the impending explosion and knew she had to act fast. Quickly, she positioned herself between Rivka's legs once again, this time rubbing her clit rhythmically with one hand while fingering her ass with the other. She could feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter within Rivka's body, almost ready to snap.

And then it happened. Rivka's whole body convulsed, her scream echoing off the walls as she was engulfed by a powerful orgasm. Her muscles contracted fiercely, clamping down hard on Sarah's fingers as she rode out the intense pleasure. Sarah held on tight, determined to see this through until the end.

She kept up the relentless stimulation, refusing to let up even for a moment. Rivka's cries grew louder and more desperate, her body writhing wildly as she tried to escape the incredible sensations coursing through her.

Finally, it subsided, leaving her gasping for air and shaking with aftershocks.

Sarah smiled, pleased that she had been able to bring her lover so much pleasure. She brushed a tender kiss across Rivka's forehead before rolling off her and sitting up.

"Wow," Rivka murmured, still catching her breath.

She reached out to trace the curve of Sarah's spine, marveling at the sleek lines of her body. "You're amazing."

Sarah blushed at the praise, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment and arousal. "You too," she whispered, reaching out to cup Rivka's breast

Rivka groaned, arching her back into Sarah's touch. "We need to stop this," she joked," People might see us if we continue"

Sarah nodded in agreement, but her expression was serious. "I don't want to lose contact with you," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Me neither," said Rivka.

She paused for a moment, considering her words carefully. "What if I offered you a job?" she suggested tentatively.

Sarah raised an eyebrow, surprised by the offer. "Really? As what?"

Rivka smiled. "As the manager of my flagship store," she revealed. "I'm moving my current manager to one of the new stores to help get them on their feet. I was going to put out an ad in the paper but, come to think of it, with your people skills you'd be perfect. And I'd be able to see you all the time and..." she trailed off meaningfully.

Sarah's eyes widened in shock, but then she grinned widely. "I'll take it!" she exclaimed eagerly.

Rivka laughed, relieved that Sarah had accepted her proposal. "Good," she said firmly., They gazed into each other's eyes, their hearts beating in unison.

Rivka leaned closer, her lips just millimeters away from Sarah's. Slowly, she closed the distance between them, pressing her mouth against Sarah's in a searing kiss.

Their tongues danced together, exploring the depths of each other's mouths. Rivka's hands roamed freely over Sarah's body, tracing the curves of her hips and ass. Sarah responded in kind, running her fingers through Rivka's long hair and caressing her back.

They broke apart for air, panting heavily as they looked into each other's eyes.

Sarah responded in kind, her arms wrapping around Rivka's waist and pulling her nearer still. Their bodies melted together, each curve and contour fitting perfectly against the other.

With a contented sigh, Rivka pulled away first, breaking the kiss and resting her forehead against Sarah's. "We should go," she whispered, though she didn't make any move to leave.

Sarah nodded, understanding. "Okay," she agreed, reluctantly pulling away from Rivka's embrace. Together, they made their way back to the group of friends, who greeted them with curious looks.

Rivka explained the situation quickly, telling them about the job offer and how Sarah had accepted. There were murmurs of approval and congratulations all around, and soon everyone was chatting animatedly.

As the night wore on, the conversation shifted to less serious topics - wedding plans, baby stories, and vacation destinations. Rivka found herself laughing and chatting easily with her old friends, enjoying the camaraderie and shared memories.

But her mind kept drifting back to Sarah, the taste of her lips and the feel of her skin against hers. She couldn't help but wonder what would happen next between them.