The moments seem to tick by at a snail's pace, neither one of them really knowing what to say at this. Finally, Jennifer spoke: "Sam, I...I just want to be sure about this. Are you...are you saying you're...attracted to me?" Samantha was silent for several seconds, though Jennifer saw that she wanted to say something: "I promise -- I won't hold anything you say against you on Monday. This is strictly off the record. To be honest, when you said that I look...'breathtaking', in your words...I wasn't expecting that. I always looked at this accursed body as just that -- a curse."
"I...I meant everything I said, Ms. Langford. You look stunning, beautiful even. Even if you think of yourself as a monster, I don't. And..." Samantha took a moment to collect herself. "If...if you're willing to give it a chance..."
"I...think I know what you're getting at, Samantha."
Samantha looked up at Jennifer's eight eyes. "Is...would that be a problem, Ms. Langford?"
"...Only as long as you are officially my subordinate. There's a reason office romances are frowned upon when one reports to the other -- unequal power dynamics and all that."
"I can resign, if-"
"I think just a transfer to a separate department will do, so that I am not your supervisor. You are such a good worker, Sam -- I'll miss your help around the office here. But...if it means I could have someone to rely on through these...episodes..."
It might well be worth it. No longer would she have to keep this a secret all by herself.
"I'm willing if you are...Jennifer." Samantha moved towards Jennifer, wrapping her arms around the latter's human(ish) torso and laying her head among the bed of bosoms. A small series of shudders went through Jennifer's spine as she felt human contact in her drider form for the first time, though she fought the urge to lose herself in the bliss in favor of embracing her newfound lover. Maybe this can work...