The First Day

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This is my first ever attempt at writing fiction since I was in high school (a LONG time ago). So, please be kind. But do vote if you like it. Comments with constructive criticism are also appreciated.

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I was alone this morning in our “new”, mid-century modern rancher. We had moved in about 2 weeks ago and had just finished unpacking and settling in. This was the first day that Ben had to be back at work, so i was going to be alone till at least 6, after the commute home from his job at the engineering firm in the city. I had gotten used to him being home and felt a bit lonely, even though he’d left just a little while ago.

We had started the day with coffee and pastries on the deck, overlooking the wooded valley behind the house. Since our house is at the end of a cul-de-sac, it was like being at a secluded cabin in the woods – no neighbors in sight. Of course, we had neighbors on both sides, but we had not yet gotten acquainted with them.

After breakfast, Ben went in and took a quick shower, shaved, dressed and was ready for the 30 minute drive to his office. (Well, “drive” isn’t quite right, more like ride. You see, as part of his signing package at the new firm, he got a fully loaded Tesla to make the commute stress-free.) Before walking out the door, we hugged, he gave my ass a playful squeeze, kissed me deeply and headed out the door.

After 2 weeks of working hard to make our new place livable, I decided to take some time and relax today. By the time I puttered around the kitchen, cleaned up from breakfast and had a bit more coffee, it was after 10! I decided to run a nice hot bath and just soak for a while. When the water started to cool, I turned on the jets and the heater. I thought I heard a knock at the front door, so I turned off the jets. Yep. Sure enough. Another knock. I grabbed my robe and headed for the front door.

Just as I opened the door, the delivery person was turning away with a fairly large, heavy looking box. I heard a sigh that was distinctly feminine. When she turned around, she said “Oh thank GOD! I thought I was going to have to carry this thing all the way back to the truck. And THEN, do it all over again tomorrow.” I laughed and thanked her for lugging it up the hill to the house. I asked if she could bring it inside since she already had it in hand. “As long as you don’t tell anyone. We aren’t supposed to go inside.” I assured her that her secret was safe with me.

Once inside she gently placed the box in the entryway and handed me the mobile device to sign for it. While I was signing, she looked around and said “Wow, y’all have done a really nice job getting moved in and settled. It really looks like home.” I guess this must be her regular route and she had seen the moving truck and us working over the last 2 weeks. As I was thanking her, I noticed a gash on one side of the box. I pointed it out and she said that it would be easiest if I would open it up and make sure there was no damage before she left.

She stgarted examining the box and looked up and said “This is weird, there’s no shipper info on the box or even on my computer. Were you expecting a package?”

“No, maybe it’s for my husband, Ben?”

“Well, it’s addressed to Emily Lightfoot. That’s you.”

“It is. But I have no idea what it might be…”

“Let’s get it opened up and see what it is and if it survived our ‘white glove treatment’!”

We both laughed and she introduced herself, “I’m Dove, Emily. It’s nice to meet you.” and extended her hand. Until then I hadn’t really paid her much attention. But now, with her hand extended, I noticed that she had very delicate facial features which highlighted her green eyes and auburn hair. It was hard to see much else with her unfitted brown uniform. I shook her hand and said “It’s my pleasure.”

She pulled out a small box cutter and handed it to me. I carefully cut the tape holding the top shut. Inside was another box – plain white, with no markings of any kind. Hm. That’s odd, I thought. But after pulling that out, it was gouged, too. So, I sliced its tape and saw a pretty thick layer of that molded foam stuff, but that’s it. Grabbing ahold of what I could, I pulled up. As I did, my robe fell open and I realized that Dove was staring straight at my almost naked body.

She saw me notice and looked back at the box – mostly. When the foam finally gave up its hold on whatever was inside, it did so with a vengeance. I flopped over backwards onto the rug, throwing the foam thing to the front door and with my robe completely open. I laughed and Dove came to help me up, laughing, too. And looking again.

As we turned back to the box and its mystery contents, I got my robe back mostly in place. Dove noticed and I think I heard a small sigh. As I looked into the box, I had no idea what I was looking at. It was some sort of half-cylinder with 2 sets of wires and what looked like Ankara escort a power-tool control box on one. There were also a couple of metal loops on each end of the cylinder thing and 2 other non-descript white boxes. I looked over at Dove and she had a strange, far-away sort of look on her face.

I didn’t see anything damaged. It appeared that the foam did its job. Dove, on the other hand, thought she might see some damage to one of the boxes and was insistent that I should open up everything just to be sure. She handed me the smaller box. I opened it and inside were four fur-lined leather cuffs and some soft rope. I looked over at her with my eyes wide open, eyebrows raised. She kept a straight face and said “They don’t appear damaged.” (with a bit too much emphasis on the appear…) She handed me the other white box. I opened it and was in shock. Inside were four rubbery things, one was flat with some bumps on it, one had the same bumps but had a finger-like protrusion in the middle, the third replaced the finger with a ball and the fourth had two obviously penile looking protrusions.

“I really think we should plug this in and make sure it works before I leave.”

“But, what IS it?!”

“It’s kinda hard to explain, I think the best way is to show you. Besides, you were my last stop before lunch, So, I have about another half hour before I have to move on. Move it over here nearer the outlet and plug this cord in.” she said holding up a normal power plug.

I wrestled the thing out of the box and got it situated in the middle of the rug. The cord just reached the outlet. Dove took the other wire with the box on the end and placed it on the rug, too. “OK, now what.”

“Well, here’s where the explaining gets a bit complicated. I need you to turn your back while I get a few things ready. I’ll tell you when I’m done.”

“Wait, what?”

“Just turn around, it’ll make sense in a couple of minutes. No peeking.”

“OK” and I turned around. I heard some rustling and squeaking sounds, then a couple of clicks. Before I could do or say anything, Dove quickly got both my wrists captured in what must’ve been a pair of the fur-lined cuffs. “WHOA! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!!!?” I realized that she had tied the rope thru the cuffs and had already tightened them up behind my back.

“Don’t worry, I’m just going to get you to check and make sure the Sybian works. Well, maybe not – just…”

With that she pulled the rope a bit and I realized that I was basically helpless. She quickly ran the rope thru one of the steel rings on the “Sybian” and began to pull me toward it. I turned and looked at it, trying to resist. But, between her strength and the weight of the damned thing, I was not going anywhere. She had mounted the rubber finger-like thing onto the middle of the sybian. I was quickly figuring out what this thing was – at least I thought I was…

“Stand over it, with one foot on each side.”

As soon as I had done so, she fastened the other two cuffs around my ankles. They already had ropes attached to them running thru the loops behind me on the sybian.

“Great. Now we need to get you into position to test it out. Kneel down right where you are.” She was now in total control and had to help me down so as not to break my face on the floor or the sybian.

When I was all the way down, the finger thing was right in front of me and my pussy was sitting on the back part of the rubber. It wasn’t uncomfortable, just odd feeling. My mind was still reeling that somehow I had gotten myself abducted in my own home by some sort of maniac. Then. She. Flipped. A. Switch. Oh My God!

“This thing’s a giant VIBRATOR” I yelled.

“Oh just wait…” and the speed increased.

Even though I was afraid of my situation, my pussy had other ideas. I was already soaking wet and starting to feel that familiar tingle of an approaching orgasm. I didn’t even notice that Dove was now naked, and beautiful, in front of me until she cleared her throat.

“Ahem. It seems to be working. So far.” she said, while tweaking one nipple and rubbing her clit. “I think we need to finish checking the rest of the functions.” and she turned it off.

“NOOOO. Turn it back on!”

“Oh I will, but first you have to lift up a bit and slide the attachment into that beautiful, wet, pussy of yours.” I was so out of my mind with the whole situation that I just did what she said.

“Now let’s get you set for the rest of the test.” She walked behind me and somehow tied my calves to the back rings on the machine, too. I couldn’t get off the thing now, if I wanted to. And I didn’t want to.

“AHHHHHHH!” The machine buzzed back to life, but with the “finger” inside me it was way more intense. Dove kept changing the speed, driving me crazy. Then stopped. Again.

“Are you ready to try the final function? Nevermind, you are!” and all of a sudden the finger was giving me an expert G-spot massage. And Ankara escort bayan then…

“OH MY GODD!” she turned on the vibrations and my pussy nearly exploded. I was soooo close to cumming. And she turned it off. Again. “NOOO! I NEED TO CUM!”

“You will, I promise. I still have about 15 minutes on my break and we need to be sure the machine holds up for at least that long. And to make sure it’s not overheating or something.” With that, she stepped over right in front of me and bent right over my shoulder to feel the back of the machine. “Nope. That’s nice and cool.” Then she rubbed her hands over my butt. “That’s a lot warmer, but not overheating. Yet.” Then she checked the front of the machine. “Nice and cool. A bit wet though. I need to check where that’s coming from.” and she slid her hand up to my pussy. I’m no lesbian, but right about then I didn’t much care and couldn’t do much about it. And, it felt REALLY good. “Ah, There’s the source. Nothing to be worried about.”

And then it started, instantly stronger than before. My back instinctively arched, trying to mash my clit onto the front of the rubber attachment and press the finger which was now rotating against my G-spot. Then the machine sped up. I let out a long, loud moan with my head thrown back. I was about to have the biggest orgasm of my life. And the machine stopped! I was a quivering mess. I realized that my pussy must be drenched because there was no moisture left in my mouth. I gasped out “D-d-d-dove – please either let me cum or get me some water! Please!” I guess she had other ideas, because the machine started back up – only this time it was very slow. She walked up right in front of me and pulled my head to her bald, wet pussy. I had never done anything like this before, but got the message and tentatively reached out my tongue for her sweet smelling juices. No wonder Ben liked eating me so much…

“So, my lunch break is almost over. Get me off before it is and I’ll make you cum harder than you ever have before and untie you. If not, I’ll have to leave with you just like this and the Sybian set on low. It’s almost 1 and I’m betting Ben won’t make it home till dinner time to let you goi. What’s it going to be?”

I answered by leaning forward and eating her the best way I could figure out, being that this was my first time at this. I must’ve been doing OK, because the vibrations got stronger and rotations faster in time with Dove’s moans of pleasure. I could just barely hear them because that Sybian is a bit on the loud side – well, that and my moaning! My pussy was absolutely soaking wet and Dove’s wasn’t much less. She now had one hand behind my head, wrapped in my long, dark hair, pulling my head to her pussy. Her other hand was squeezing one nipple then the other. I’m not sure how long this went on, but suddenly Dove’s legs began to shake and her moans became more of a shriek. My mouth was flooded with her cum. At that same moment, she really cranked up the power on the Sybian and I started cumming and cumming. I vaguely remember thinking “I hope I don’t break my legs”, I was cumming so hard. Finally, she released my head and shut down the machine.

“Well, it looks like I get to let you go. I hope I wasn’t being too forward, but we DID need to be sure the sybian wasn’t damaged.” She untied the cuffs on my hands, then my thighs and the cuffs on my ankles. I wasn’t sure if I was ever going to be able to walk again. She helped me roll off the sybian onto the entryway rug. She was already getting back into her uniform when I kind of came to.

“Wow, that white glove service is really something! Why did you think you could do that to me? I mean, we just met and I’ve never been with another woman in any way.”

“Ben really loves you and thought you needed something special on his first day on the new job. He talked to me last week when I was delivering to one of your neighbors. It was a bit awkward, at first. But, he sounded like a really decent guy. And, I’d never done anything like this before, either. So, I told him that if I got a turn on the Sybian, I’d be happy to do this for him – and you.”

“I don’t believe you. Ben could never think this up on his own. While I did enjoy it, it’s still a bit creepy that a stranger just made me do things that I never imagined. What proof do I have that you’re not some psycho or something.”

“Ben told me to give you this.” And she handed me a photo of her, in her delivery uniform, shaking hands with him. On the back was a short, handwritten agreement which corroborated what she had just said. It was Ben’s handwriting and signature.

“Wow, well, I never knew he was so freaky. So, did you already take your turn on the Sybian?”

“No. I’m planning on doing that after dinner tonight. Ben invited me. He said you wouldn’t mind. He also said that he sure is glad he had that security camera installed in the front hall to keep you safe. Well, I really do need to hit the road and make the rest Escort Ankara of my deliveries so that i can get back here by 7. See you then…”

And with that, she was out the door. Just like nothing had happened. I immediately got my phone and dialed Ben’s cell. His voicemail picked up immediately. I didn’t leave a message. We were definitely going to have a talk before Dove got back here at 7. In the meantime, I lugged the Sybian into his office and closed the door. I then cleaned up the entry hall – shooting the bird at the security camera a few times. Then, I grabbed a snack because I was starving. If this hadn’t happened to me, I wouldn’t have believed it was possible…

We had started the day with coffee and pastries on the deck, overlooking a wooded valley. Since our house is at the end of a cul-de-sac, it was like being at a secluded cabin – no neighbors in sight. Of course, we had neighbors on both sides, but we had not yet really meet them.

After breakfast, Ben went in and took a quick shower, shaved, dressed and was ready for the 30 minute drive to his office. (Well, “drive” isn’t quite right, more like ride. You see, as part of his signing package at the new firm, he got a fully loaded Tesla to make the commute stress free.) Before walking out the door, we hugged, he gave my ass a playful squeeze, kissed me deeply and headed out the door.

After 2 weeks of working hard to make our new place livable, I decided to take some time and relax today. I ran a nice hot bath and just got in and soaked. When the water started to cool, I turned on the jets and the heater. I thought I heard a knock at the front door, so I turned off the jets. Yep. Sure enough. Another knock. I grabbed my robe and headed for the front door.

Just as I opened the door, the delivery person was turning away with a fairly large, heavy looking box. A heard a sigh that was distinctly feminine. When she turned around, she said “Oh thank GOD! I thought I was going to have to carry this thing all the way back to the truck. And THEN, do it all over again tomorrow.” I laughed and thanked her for lugging it up the hill to the house. I asked if she could bring it inside since she already had it in hand. “As long as you don’t tell anyone. We aren’t suppose to go inside.” I assured her that wouldn’t be an issue.

Once inside she gently placed the box in the entryway and handed me the mobile device to sign for it. While I was signing, she looked around and said “Wow, y’all have done a really nice job getting moved in and settled. It really looks like home.” I guess this must be her regular route and she had seen the moving truck and us working over the last 2 weeks. As I was thanking her, I noticed a gash on one side of the box. I pointed it out and she said that it would be easiest if I would open it up and make sure there was no damage before she left. I went and got some scissors from the kitchen.

When I returned, she was examining the box and looked up and said “This is weird, there’s no shipper info on the box or even on my computer. Were you expecting a package?”

“No, maybe it’s for my husband, Ben?”

“Well, it’s addressed to Emily Lightfoot. Is that you?”

“Yes. But I have no idea what it might be…”

“Let’s get it opened up and see what it is and if it survived our ‘white glove treatment’!”

We both laughed and she introduced herself, “I’m Dove, Emily. It’s nice to meet you.” and extended her hand. Until then I hadn’t really paid her much attention. But now, with her hand extended, I noticed that she had very delicate facial features which highlighted her green eyes and auburn hair. I shook her hand and said “It’s my pleasure.”

She pulled out a small box cutter and handed it to me. I carefully cut the tape hold the top shut. Inside was another box – plain white, with no markings of any kind. Hm. That’s odd, I thought. But after pulling that out, it was gouged, too. So, I sliced the tape and saw a pretty thick layer of that molded foam stuff, but that’s it. Grabbing ahold of what I could I pulled up. As I did, my robe fell open and I realized that Dove was staring straight at my almost naked body.

She saw me notice and looked back at the box – mostly. When the foam finally gave up its hold on whatever was inside, it did it with a vengeance. I flopped over backwards onto the rug, throwing the foam thing to the front door and with my robe completely open. I laughed and Dove came to help me up, laughing, too. And looking again.

As we turned back to the box and its mystery contents, I got my robe back mostly in place. Dove noticed and I think I heard a small sigh. As I looked into the box, I had no idea what I was looking at. It was some sort of half-cylinder with 2 sets of wires and what looked like a power-tool control box on one. There were also a couple of metal loops on each end of the cylinder thing and 2 other non-descript white boxes. I looked over at Dove and she had a strange, far-away sort of look on her face.

I didn’t see anything damaged. It appeared that the foam did its job. Dove, on the other hand, thought she might see some damage to one of the boxes and suggested that I should open up everything just to be sure.

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