Lora and Beth Anne’s New Toy
I’m at work taking phone calls, putting out fires, starting fires, listening to everyone complain about people who complain. It’s a regular day for me.
I heard my smart phone chirp and the ringtone I had told me it was Lora. I hadn’t heard from her for a couple of days and it would be good to see what she was up to right now. The trouble is, I couldn’t find that phone! I finally found it by tracing the power cord to a stack of papers and I heard it chirp again, the third time in as many minutes.
I saw three messages from Lora, “u there”, followed by, “lose ur phone”, and an emoticon with the, “lol” following it.
I sent her a text, “No, I did not lose my phone. Just keeping it out of direct light.”
“free 2 talk”, she sent a text.
“Pretty much,” I replied. “It’s a little nuts but give me a call.”
Usually the text messages I send out just sit there and spin for a long time before going to wherever, and however, by whatever. Then my phone rang and it was Lora.
“Hey big guy,” she started out, making me wonder what she wanted. “Is there any chance Beth Anne and I can use your office tonight?”
“Use it?” I asked. “For what?”
“Beth Anne’s Feeldoe came in on the UPS truck just a little while ago. She wants to try it out before she takes it home and I don’t have Mom’s anymore,” she told me.
“Feeldoe,” I was smiling. I know what that is. “What time are we talking about?”
“Six,” she was thinking to herself, “or six-ish. She’s going to have her helper stick around for a while in case the delivery truck is early.”
“Yep, I think that is doable,” I said. “What do I get out of it?”
“The knowledge that you have done your good deed for the day,” she said and sounded like she was talking to some mercenary. “What else would want?”
“Well,” I started to think and was going to answer but wasn’t quick enough. I never am.
“You’ll like this,” she sounded pretty sure of herself, “I’m going to be the one on the receiving end of the Feeldoe so she can get some practice in before she does Steve.”
Now, that sounded like a great idea! I was envisioning Lora’s beautiful ass hiked up in the air with a gorgeous red-headed florist with a purple, strapless Feeldoe all tucked up into Beth Anne’s very nice looking pussy and those long legs of hers, right behind Lora. I must have been getting lost in thought.
“Hello?” Lora said.
“Uh,” I stammered, “what?”
“You still there? Did you get another call?” she asked. I knew she knew I was daydreaming about her and Beth Anne.
“Yep,” I said when I got back to reality. “Do you need any condoms? I have some you and I use over here.”
“Nope,” Lora told me, “we’ve got some of those, but I will need a couple of enemas when we get there.”
“Hey, I’m your guy,” I told her and I sounded like some bad actor.
“Ya got that right,” and she can make her voice smile. “I’ll probably need at least a couple of them before the main event.”
“I’ve paid the water bill,” I told her.
“See ya around six-ish,” she said and then hung up.
Well, my mind wasn’t on work much if any from that point on in the day. The phone kept on ringing and projects I was trying to do with the computer and everything else just kept getting delayed. I’m only half into the tasks at hand and my mind is on seeing Lora naked and giving her an enema.
I was also thinking about Beth Anne. She’s just a little taller than Gibby, but not by much. She is slender, and has some of the best looking red hair I’ve seen on the planet. Her eyebrows are the same color, and that means that her pubic hair is the same color as her eyebrows. I’ve seen her naked before when she came over with Lora and she has some nice long, shapely legs, a pretty taut stomach, a very nice ass, and her breasts aren’t as big as Lora’s, but they are perfect just like Lora’s.
Beth Anne is also one of the smartest women I know. She’s kind of quiet in a florist-librarian way. She wears glasses, the kind you see on those naughty-librarian pictures. When she first meets you, she is pretty quiet and will mostly listen and just observe. Observe is the best way I can describe how she seems to watch you and all the while, probably thinking that if you come across as too stupid, she will punch your ticket. You have to watch those quiet ones.
When you talk to Beth Anne, and get to know her, you realize that her “observing” you is just her listening to whatever it is you have to say and she is mulling it over all the while. She is a very wise and very sexy nerd type of woman and I say that with the utmost respect! Otherwise, she might be observing me and be thinking, “He’s too stupid to live. I’ll do the world a favor and clean the gene pool. I’ll start with him.”
She’s a lot like Lora.
Finally six o’clock came and went. It was about six-thirty when those two beautiful women showed up. It was cold and snowy and I met them in the lobby and shut that door to keep the cold out. It was good to see Lora and I just opened up her coat and took it off of her, and then took the rest of her clothes off right there in the lobby. Then we hugged. I like her hugs. A lot!
Beth Anne had taken Lora’s clothes when I took them off of her, and we stepped into the office a little further where it was warmer. It was great to see Lora naked. Really great.
They both carry huge purses that look more like gym bags than anything else. I will hear about comparing them to gym bags, but they needed them because Lora pulled out her enema bag and Beth Anne was digging out her “Feeldoe” while I went and filled up Lora’s enema bag.
When I came back out to where they were with Lora’s bulging enema bag, I told Beth Anne to take her clothes off, too. Without batting an eye, she began to undress while I had Lora bend over my desk so I could give her an enema. Lora’s a pro at having enemas and it didn’t take long for her to take the whole bag. She took it from me and walked to the restroom with the tube in her ass to get rid of it.
Beth Anne was naked by then and knew I would be checking her out. I was memorizing, ok, ogling, every inch of her beautiful body and she wasn’t the least bit fazed by my wandering eyes.
“Check me out all you want,” she smiled at me. It was the kind of smile that said, “I’m a naked woman and you’re a guy, it won’t take much to own your ass for at least the time for you to cum.
I must have been ogling Beth Anne for hours, because before I knew it Lora was back out of the restroom with another full bag. Two beautiful, smart, intelligent, strong-willed women, right there in my office naked! I didn’t want to wake up from that dream.
“Do me a favor,” Lora said when she handed me her enema bag, “give me another one, I’m almost set to begin the evening’s festivities.”
I gladly obliged and Beth Anne’s blue eyes were taking it all it. Mostly, she seemed to be studying my face and watched how Lora got into position to let me put the nozzle into her ass. The enema went faster than the other one and when it was inside of Lora, we walked into the conference room. This was where Lora and Beth Anne wanted to do their little practice before the main event on Saturday.
When we were in the conference room, Beth Anne got into that gym bag of hers and started taking stuff out of it. First was the Feeldoe, then the lube, a yoga mat, towels, a bed sheet, and a plastic painting tarp.
“What’s all that for,” I asked. Are they going to paint the conference room and take a nap when they are done?
Lora winked at me and said, “We don’t want to leave any evidence of ourselves doing the deed when we are done here.”
I just chuckled to myself and remarked, “You two have been watching too much ‘Forensic Files’ or those cop shows.
Beth Anne looked straight into my eyes, adjusted her glasses a little bit and said, “No, it isn’t ‘Forensic Files.’”
She paused for effect, and then said just one word, “DEXTER.”