AN: Sorry for the long delay. There is only one more chapter to come. I have enjoyed writing this story and am sad to bring it to a close. I have decided to rework Unexpected as the lighter story I originally envisioned and to correct at least some of my grammatical errors. I appreciate the continued interest in my work.

13.

Andy and Alex met Samantha and her new girlfriend Carla at the OT hanger at Teterboro airport a few days later. Samantha had offered to fly the duo to Denver for the Elias Clark board meeting on her way to Las Vegas for the Consumer Electronics Show or CES. They were introduced to the rather fetching brunette then Sam and Alex left her with Andy while they began the pre-flight inspection. A couple of linemen began loading their luggage while Andy and Carla boarded the plane.

Sam and Alex worked in relative silence only speaking when necessary. Alex realized that she and Sam hadn't really talked since her marriage to Ophelia. She suspected that said marriage was the reason for the cold shoulder she was getting from the other woman. The two had never really talked about the less than professional feeling each of them held for their boss. It was difficult for Alex to talk to anyone about those feelings. Until she met Ophelia, she'd had every reason to believe that she was straight and that one day she'd meet the man of her dreams, get married, and maybe have his children. Then this brilliant beautiful woman came into her world and shattered all of those preconceived notions. She'd initially been confused about her reaction to Ophelia. She knew that she liked the other woman but it wasn't until Ophelia began to have a starring role in her sexual fantasies that it finally struck home. She was not just in love with the other woman but head over heels in love.

Taking the bull by the horns Alex turned to her companion then said, "Are we good."

Sam looked at the other woman dumbfounded before she realized that without meaning to she had been freezing Alex out. She shook her head to clear it then came to the conclusion that she just did not have it in her to stay mad at Alex. By all rights she should despise the tall leggy blonde since they were both in love with the same woman, but Alex had won Ophelia's heart fair and square. She sighed knowing she would just have to learn to live with it. Besides she really liked Alex, her personality was infectious and she was easy to be around.

She turned to the blonde, gave her a generous smile, then said, "Yeah we're good."

The remainder of the pre-flight went quickly as the tension between the women bled away.

As they worked Sam reflected that things were actually going quite well for her. She and Carla had spent every moment they could together and were even developing a good outside of the bedroom rapport. Sam had been thrilled that Carla was able to accompany her to Vegas. Carla, who had just quit her job as a New York City Police Officer, was taking a few weeks off before joining the Manhattan DA's office working directly for Alex Cabot-Benson. Her top marks in law school combined with her experience working on the force meant that several branches of the DA's office were fighting over her but Cabot's reputation made the choice for Carla easy.

She was looking forward to this trip having planned several pleasurable extracurricular activities for the two of them to share. She had been surprised when Carla admitted to having a huge crush on her now former boss. She had been quite intrigued when Carla suggested a threesome. The stars seemed to align because the woman in question had already planned to be in Las Vegas to celebrate being newly single after years of marriage. They'd made tentative plans to have dinner Friday night and to see how thing went from there.

They finished the pre-flight and Sam took the left seat of the Citation CJ4 while Alex took the right.

In the cabin, Andy and Carla exchanged bios and were now deep in conversation. Sam went back to grab a bottle of water before take off and noticed Carla was heavily flirting with Andy. This didn't bother her in general but there was no way she was going to incur the wrath of a certain editor.

She leaned down and whispered, "That's Miranda Priestly's wife you're flirting with," then kissed the woman on the cheek.

She managed to hold in her laughter as she watched all the color drain from the pretty woman's face. Carla was on her best behavior for the remainder of the flight.

They flew into Denver's Signature Field choosing to avoid the much more crowded runway at Denver International. Sam performed a perfect landing having years of experience flying dual engine jets. Sam and Carla said their goodbyes to the to other women who were met by an OT Range Rover that had been kitted out for a ski trip. Sam arranged to have the jet refueled while she took Carla out for lunch. An hour later they were once again ready for take-off for the final leg of their journey. Once they cleared Denver airspace, Sam gave control of the aircraft to Karen. She stood, stripped off her clothes, then walked naked into the cabin. Carla's eyes went wide as she watched the very alluring Samantha approach her without a stitch of clothing.

"Who's flying the plane," Carla asked.

"Karen."

"The same Karen that drives your Audi when you're not in it."

Sam nodded her head just before she dropped to her knees. She parted Carla's unresisting thighs and was pleased to see that the other woman had followed her advice. She'd made it clear to Carla that neither of them would need a single pair of panties for this trip. Sam never wore panties when she spoke in public. There was something about it that made her feel free, calmed her nerves, and made her feel damn sexy as well.

Sam had to admit to herself she was becoming addicted to Carla's taste as she pushed her tongue as far into the woman as was possible. Carla made appreciative sounds as she gleefully joined the mile high club.

Alex and Andy had a good lunch before heading to a local ski shop. Both women had done a fair amount of skiing in their youth but they both needed new equipment. They each brought four pairs of Volkl carbon fiber skis and boots for themselves and their spouses. Next came the carbon fiber poles and a snowboard for Ophelia who was a bit of a daredevil. They also went a little overboard buying ski apparel as they both became obsessed with picking out the right pants to highlight the particular strengths of their spouses' assets.

They decided to let Sally pick out her own gear but started an account and left a credit card on file for the young woman who would arrive with her finance early the next day. In the meantime, Sally was well on her way to turning the Rose corporation from an idea into a real working corporation. The woman had been given quite inspired by her meeting with Ophelia. She was also greatly benefiting from having Karen's able assistance in the process.

The drive from Denver to Vail was uneventful as the Range Rover handled the light snow with aplomb. They happily bypassed the registration desk as they drove up to the rather opulent cabin on the property of the Four Seasons they'd rented. They were met by and handsome Hispanic woman who introduced herself as Michelle and informed them that she was the general manager. She had two bellman deal with their luggage and all the ski equipment they'd purchased. She walked them through the cabin showing them all the features including a fully stocked fridge, two enormous suites, and large living and dining rooms with floor to ceiling windows. The views of the mountains were simply breathtaking. They tipped both bellmen and thanked Michelle for her hospitality.

After unpacking they both decided on a nap. They stripped down to their underwear and climbed into the same bed together and were quickly asleep.

Andy woke up sometime later and had to stifle a laugh. She looked down to see that Alex's hand had somehow found its way inside her bra and was firmly attached to her left breast. She could not hold back her laugh when she realized she'd woken up being groped by all three of her lovers. She corrected herself mentally as she realized that she and Ophelia were not yet technically lovers. She smiled as she realized that this weekend would likely fix that condition.

"What's so funny," came the voice of a still sleepy sounding Alex. The woman had the decency to blush after Andy explained the source of her amusement. Andy noted happily that despite the slight embarrassment that Alex did not remove her hand. The two eventually got out of bed and dressed for an afternoon of skiing. They made their way to a ski lift that had been purpose-built to serve the dozen or so high-end cabins on the property. They both chose a relatively easy slope to build confidence but it did not take long for both to remember what they were doing. A few hours later they'd switched to something a little more challenging. By mid-afternoon, they decided to take a break and headed to the ski-lodge that served the high-end clientele that could afford the minimum $4,000 a night cabins. They looked around and saw several Elias Clark board members but unsurprisingly none of them paid the duo any attention.

Andy went to the bar to get them both a bottle of San Pellegrino. As she returned from the bar she ducked behind a passing waiter as she spotted the little weasel. Irving Ravits was standing in front of Alex attempting to chat her up. She stepped a little closer in order to hear their conversation.

"I haven't seen you here before," Irv said.

"It's my first time in Vail," Alex responded.

"Where's your husband," he asked referring to the ring on her left hand.

Andy rolled her eyes at Irv's obvious ploy.

Alex, on the other hand, kept her composure as she said, "Oh, she doesn't arrive until tomorrow."

Andy stifled her laugh as the man sputtered at Alex's matter of fact statement.

Irv quickly excused himself as he went in search for more amiable company.

Andy sidled up to her friend as they watched the shorter man start to chat up a seemingly receptive redhead.

"So that's Irv Ravitz," Alex said in a tone that indicated she was not impressed.

"In living disgusting flesh," Andy replied.

They both looked on in amazement as the redhead deposited her drink in Irv's face.

"0 for two," they both said before deciding to finish their sparkling water on the way to the next slope.

Ophelia sat at her desk not looking forward to going home. She had not been a married woman for all that long but she was already addicted to waking up wrapped in Alex's arms. She loved Alex more than she could ever remember loving anyone in her life with the possible exception of her parents and sister. She felt a little guilt as she realized that her love for Alex had no equal. She loved her parents and sister dearly but they were gone for years now while Alex was living and breathing and lovely and hers. As much as she loved that Alex belonged to her she was even happier belonging to Alex.

The young woman had no problem adjusting to shifting power dynamic between them. It was not as if she was anywhere near as demanding of Alex as Miranda had been of Andy but she was definitely the boss. Now, however, Alex had become quite dominant in their lovemaking and she loved it.

As a matter of fact, she enjoyed the dynamic with all of her lovers. She and Miranda were developing a more extreme dominant-submissive relationship that she found quite appealing. She did not always want it to be that way with Alex but something about being dominated by Miranda felt exhilarating. She also liked how Alex and Andy were together. The two younger women had been friends before they became lovers but the transition had been quite easy for them. She reflected that while she had never been jealous by nature it amazed her how much she enjoyed watching the two of them make love. She realized she was starting to get wet as she wondered what the blonde and brunette were doing right now. Her arousal increased as she thought of what type of chemistry she and Andy would have. They had not discussed getting together tomorrow night after the board meeting but they all knew they would want to celebrate and what form that celebration would likely take. She closed her eyes for a moment imagining Miranda and Alex touching each other. She was pulled out the fantasy by an incoming call.

Thirty minutes later she was walking out of the OT Tower trying to contemplate all the ramifications of the phone call she just received. The restoration of her Father's title and the return of his lands was not something she ever expected or even wanted but she could hardly deny such a gesture from the Queen of Italy no less.

She looked up as she approached the curb but was thrown off when a different colored Bentley pulled to the curb. She smiled as the door opened to reveal a smiling Miranda Priestly. She slid into the car and was greeted with a light kiss on the lips and a brief hug. She knew that most people thought of Miranda as frigid but the truth could not be more different. To her close friends, family, and lovers she was anything but. The woman was passionate, thoughtful and kind to those who truly mattered to her. Ophelia was happy to be a part of that small group.

"I hope you were not under the impression that either of us would be sleeping alone tonight," Miranda stated matter of factly.

Ophelia smiled as she wondered why she didn't think of this. There were people in New York that she loved so why had she not made plans to be with her family tonight she wondered to herself.

"You forgot you have a family now didn't you," Miranda said in a sad tone.

Ophelia fought back the tears that threatened to break free. She found herself pulled toward the other woman. She closed her eyes as she lay her head on Miranda's chest as Audrey piloted the car towards the townhouse.

They were greeted by enthusiastic Priestly twins followed a moment later by Barb and Beth who were in town to watch the girls while they were all in Colorado. They all insisted that the older couple join them for dinner and it felt almost right to Ophelia. They all missed Andy and Alex's presents but it was still a nice evening.

After dinner, Ophelia agreed to play a couple games with the girls before bed. Both girls soon discovered that like most programmers Ophelia was a seasoned and talented gamer. After she kicked their butts on every game they could think of they decided to turn her talents towards kicking their friend's butts playing their favorite multiplayer online deathmatch. An hour later both girls protested loudly as their Mom called an end to their most triumphant campaign to date. Ophelia promised they could all play together after they got back from Vail as they put the girls to bed. She was already very fond of the twins and loved them as much as if they were her own.

She was led to Miranda and Andy's bedroom wondering what the night would have in store for them. As she entered the candlelit room she realized what Miranda had been doing while she'd been gaming with the girls. She turned towards the white-haired woman and her mouth suddenly went dry as she watched her slowly loosen her robe and let it drop to the floor. She was expecting to see Miranda in all her naked glory but instead, she was resplendent in a black leather bustier, gossamer mesh black panties, and black thigh-highs. When she stepped into six in heels it completed the look perfectly.

"Take off all of you clothes," Miranda said.

The sound of command in Miranda's tone made her instantly want to comply. Ophelia felt like she was in a lust induced haze the entire time she slowly undid her blouse. Miranda could feel her pulse quicken as the younger woman's black La Perla bra came into view. As she discarded the blouse and reached for the zipper of her skirt, Miranda wanted to tell her to go faster.

"Damn, her," Miranda thought as the woman painstakingly unzipped before stepping out of her skirt. She had done her research on the dominant-submissive dynamic when it became clear that this was something they both wanted. She had scoffed at the idea that the sub was really the one with all the power but now she knew just what they meant. She gave the orders but it was how Ophelia chose to carry out those demands that gave her the control. She watched as the woman slowly released one then the other pair of stockings from the exquisite garter that clung to luscious hips. She watched as inch after inch of flawless light brown skin was slowly revealed. She stepped out of her heels leaving her in just her bra and panties. She paused for a moment as if trying to decide which item to take off next. Finally, hooking thumbs into fine silk she slipped her panties down. She neatly stepped out of them then stood, giving Miranda a fantastic view of a well-groomed stip of hair. Miranda was delighted to see the glistening proof of the other woman's arousal. Miranda's eyes were instantly glued to the slick brown hairs as she unconsciously licked her lips. With great effort, she forced herself to drag her eyes up to the woman's face. When she saw just the hint of a smile playing at the corners of Ophelia's mouth, it took every ounce of her considerable willpower not to fuck that smug look of the other woman's beautiful face.

Ophelia thoroughly enjoyed the game of teasing Miranda. The older woman's eyes on her body caused gooseflesh to stand up on her skin. She had chosen to leave her bra for last because she was not quite ready to reveal her incredibly hard nipples. As she revealed her breast she expected to see smug satisfaction of Miranda's stoic face, Instead for the first time in her life Ophelia Dean came face to face with the real dragon lady.

"On your knees," the other woman spoke so quiet that Ophelia could barely hear.

Her compliance was instant as she dropped to the plush carpet. She watched as the woman approached her looking like pure sex with every step. She watched in fascination as Miranda stopped directly in front of her then lifted one leg. She swallowed hard as she felt Miranda's stocking clad leg slid over her shoulder and rest on her back bringing the older woman's sex inches from her face. She let her eye drift up only to see a devilish grin on the older woman's face.

"Two can play your little game," Miranda said.

Ophelia felt pride that she had driven Miranda as crazy as she felt right now. The smell of Miranda's perfume both purchased and natural made it hard for the billionaires to focus. She knew this was a battle of wills between Miranda's want to have her pussy eaten and Ophelia's overwhelming desire to taste the devils' cunt. Miranda pushed her hips forward at the same time Ophelia's tongue reached out making contact with Miranda's silk covered flesh.

Miranda tried her best to steady herself as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body. Ophelia's talented tongue was all over her licking from her perineum to her clit. Finally unable to take any more she swept the ruined material aside allowing Ophelia's wet and slightly rough tongue to make direct contact. Instead of continuing her swiping movements Ophelia pushed her tongue deep into the older woman. Ophelia pushed her tongue as far into Miranda's slick canal as she could. She used her nose to nuzzle against Miranda's swollen clit. Ophelia wanted desperately to touch herself but she knew Miranda would be the one to make her come tonight, so she focused her attention on satisfying the older woman. Miranda was a veteran of orgasming while standing from years of using her shower head as an impromptu vibrator, but this orgasm was coming faster and promised to be far stronger. She grabbed Ophelia shoulder as a cry of pleasure slipped from her lips as an earth-shattering orgasm coursed through her body. She felt the other woman's hands on her hips as the younger woman steadied her. She stepped away from the woman still in her supplicant position. The little smirk on her face let Miranda know who had won round one.

Miranda gave no sign of her bewilderment as she ordered, "Lie on the bed,"

"Yes, Miranda," Ophelia replied.

The tone sent a shiver down Miranda's spine. It reminded her of Andrea when she as still her assistant. Near the end, the sexual tension between the two had been palpable. Andrea would speak in just that, "you can do anything you want to me," tone. While she would not trade that life for the life she had now, a part of her missed the power she felt when she heard that tone. But now, here was one of the most powerful women in the world using that sexually submissive tone. She resisted the desire to touch herself knowing that it was Ophelia turn to reach nirvana. She divested herself of her clothing wanting to feel her skin against the other woman's.

As expected Ophelia did not move a muscle as she watched Miranda stalk towards her. She did note the woman's slight shiver in nervous excitement.

"Spread your legs."

She stifled the smirk that threatened to cross her face as the woman beneath her complied instantly.

She positioned herself over Ophelia's prone body then cupped the woman's warm and wet sex. She looked the woman in the eyes determined to win this battle.

After making Miranda come, Ophelia had felt a rush of satisfaction. Making the fierce woman come gave her immense personal pleasure. The one side-effect was that it made her incredibly horny. She was soaking wet before Miranda transformed into the Dragon Lady. Laying on her back with Miranda's hand oh so close to entering her was driving the younger woman crazy.

"Please Miranda," she practically begged.

"What precisely are you begging for Ophelia."

Despite her icy demeanor, Ophelia could hear Miranda's own desire in those words. She knew that if she lay still long enough that Miranda would be forced to take action, but her need was too great.

"Please make me come, Miranda," She pleaded.

The fact that the powerful woman was begging in that tone sent Miranda over the edge. She lost all control as she shoved three then the fourth finger into the woman beneath her. The effect was immediate as Ophelia began to say Miranda's name with each thrust.

The two women maintained eye contact as Miranda took control of the woman while at the same time she lost control of herself. Ophelia felt her orgasm build in the pit of her stomach. The warm feeling quickly radiated outward until she climaxed as she watched wild blue eyes stare back at her. She expected Miranda to stop but the woman kept pumping kept pushing her. She considered telling the woman to stop but she was too interested to see where this was going. Instead, she maneuvered her legs onto Miranda's shoulders to give the woman deeper access. Ophelia had to force herself to keep her eyes open as she revealed in the feel of Miranda's four fingers thrusting deep inside of her. The older woman let her thumb run across Ophelia's sensitive clit with each stroke. This time the orgasm was quick and powerful. She used her hand to cover her mouth as a scream escaped her lips. She looked up into Miranda's gorgeous blue eyes before she promptly lost consciousness.

She woke to see a concerned Miranda hovering over her. She liked that she could still feel Miranda inside of her.

"Did I hurt you," Miranda, the real Miranda, said in a soft voice.

Ophelia sat up a little surprised to see a tear fall down the older woman's face. She wiped the tear away before pulling the woman down into a sweet kiss. When she felt Miranda's hand began to withdraw she captured the woman wrist.

She held up just two fingers then said, "Now make love to me."

This time was softer and gentler as they dropped their assumed roles and returned to just two women who despite being married to two other women were still quite fond of each other. She maneuvered them into position so she could also slide two fingers into Miranda. They made slow but passionate love to each other achieving as satisfying simultaneous orgasm.

Afterward, they spent several minutes talking about how each of them had experienced the dominant-submissive role play. They both agreed that the lovemaking had been a necessary coda at the end allowing them to reconnect as themselves. Ophelia held Miranda for several long minutes before the older woman dropped off into sleep. Ophelia spent a few moments hoping that Alex and Andy were sharing something this meaningful before she too descended into the land of dreams.

After their run-in with Irv Ravitz, both women decided to have dinner in tonight. They exchanged texts with their spouses and were happy to find that Ophelia would be staying at the townhouse that night. Alex sent a text thanking Miranda for looking out for Ophelia. She had been worried about leaving her former boss alone. She had learned since their marriage how lonely Ophelia had been over the last few years. She wished she had the courage to act on her feeling sooner and spared both of them the heartache.

After dinner, they shared a bottle of Dom Perignon and toasted to their new lives and as their last night as the semi-anonymous spouses of famous women. After tomorrow's board meeting the world would know that they were major players in the media industry.

The two women quickly undressed and slipped under covers snuggling up to one another in the process. It quickly became clear after a series of heated kisses that they were both aroused. As had become their ritual, they fought each other for dominance until they both relented. Andy sighed happily as Alex's fingers found a home in her warm center just as she did the same to her longtime friend and lover. For long moments the room was filled with the sounds of the moaning lovers. Their kisses grew even more heated and their fingers moved faster as both woman approached their peak. Andy shoved her tongue deep into Alex's mouth as she felt herself come undone. She knew Alex was also coming as she could feel the blonde's body clench against her fingers.

Afterward, as they lay in each other arms Andy concluded that she and Alex had quite a bit of unrealized sexual tension. The two had never expressed any interest in this type of relationship but now she could admit had they not been in love with their brilliant and sexy bosses this thing between them was inevitable. Andy greatly appreciated that she could be deeply in love with her wife and yet still be able to explore her sexual chemistry with Alex. That thought led her to wonder what kind of chemistry and dynamic she and Ophelia would have. She knew from their interactions together and Alex's descriptions that Ophelia was sexually submissive. The thought of dominating the beautiful woman sent a shiver up Andy's spine.

"What was that about," Alex asked reacting to Andy's shiver.

Andy told her what she had just been thinking. When Alex laughed Andy looked at her grinning wanting to know what she found so funny.

"I was just thinking the same thing."

"Can I admit that I'm a little nervous about making love to Miranda."

It was Andy's turn to laugh. Of course, Andy understood what it was like to be nervous at the thought of making love to Miranda Priestly. Alex at least had the advantage of having already seen Miranda nude and much more.

Both women were quiet for a while as they both considered what tomorrow night would bring. Andy knew she would melt into a puddle the first time she made Ophelia cum while speaking perfectly accented Italian. While Alex imagined making the oh so put together Miranda Priestly scream her name.

As she drifted off into sleep Andy realized how lucky she was to have these three extraordinary women in her life.