by Mia Moore
“So what do I do?”
“You’re asking me how to get laid?”
Amanda shrugged. “I guess I sort of am.”
Elena sat back in her chair and chewed on a knuckle for a moment. “I think I might have some ideas.”
Chapter 7: Operation Platypus
“What kind of ideas do you have?” Amanda felt nervous, and, to tell the truth, a warming in her tummy.
“I think… you need guidance,” said Elena. “Sort of like a wingman, but also someone with authority.” She gave her head a shake. “I mean, you and Mila are close friends—” she looked up at Amanda. “You got her the job here, after all.”
“Besties since high school.”
“And Mila’s pretty out there when it comes to sex.”
“You got that right.”
“So, if your wild living and loving best friend couldn’t be of some help in this, then you need someone with a little more authority. Otherwise, Mila would have been able to straighten this out with you a long time ago.”
Amanda gave a short laugh. “She only found out yesterday that I’m a virgin!”
Elena smiled. “I wish I saw the look on her face when you told her!” She leaned forward on her desk’s surface. “Here’s my proposition…” she gave her head a small shake. “You know, I’m really putting myself out on a limb here. Business and sex don’t mix all that well.” She sighed. “But Mila and I have been at parties together with no downside… and you’ve been here for a long time.” With a smile, she finished, saying, “And I really like you as a person. So let’s do this!”
“Uhhh… what are we going to do exactly?”
“For starters, you’re going to have to learn to trust more. You’re going to have to trust my judgment; that I won’t do anything that will hurt you. Can you do that?”
Amanda began fidgeting with her hands resting on her lap. “I guess so.”
“Sorry, Amanda, it’s a ‘yes’ or ‘no’; not an ‘I guess so’.” Elena looked directly into Amanda’s eyes. “Will you trust me?”
Amanda stopped breathing and the silence hung for a moment. Nodding, she said softly, “Yes, ma’am.”
Elena’s eyebrow twitched at the ‘ma’am’. “Good.” She reached across her desk and took Amanda’s hand from her lap. “You do realize that I’m also trusting you, right?” When Amanda nodded back, she continued. “Now if thing get too much for you to cope with, you can make whatever is going on stop cold.”
“How?”
“We’ll come up with a safe word.”
“A what?”
“They use it in sexual Bondage; BDSM. It’s a word that if it’s said, everything just stops.”
“Just like that?”
“Just like that.”
“I like the sound of that. I can say it anytime?”
Elena nodded.
“Then okay. What’s the word?”
“Well, we can choose anything you want. Lots of people just say ‘Red’, but it can be any word. It should be one you can remember, and also one that isn’t used all the time so there’s no chance of miscommunication.”
“Okay, I got one. Platypus.”
“What?” Elena chuckled. “That’s a hell of a word!”
“Platypus. It really stands out, right?”
“Sure does. Platypus it is.” Standing up, Elena held out her hand. “Let’s shake on this—the liberation of Amanda!”
Amanda took her hand. “No. Let’s call this ‘Operation Platypus’”. Giggling, they shook hands.
Chapter 8: Just A Beginning
It was just about closing time and Amanda was on pins and needles. Elena had ducked out twenty minutes ago and was due back any moment for the start of ‘Operation Platypus’.
How in the world could you be filled with excitement and dread at the same time was beyond her, but she was. At ten to seven she pulled the front grates closed and turned off the lights at the front half of the store. The other stores in the mall were also shutting up for the night. She didn’t wave to anyone at the other shops so that there would be no chance of starting a conversation. She stood by the gate, keeping an eye on the time and promptly at 7:00 locked the front grate.
Where the hell was Elena? With a huff she turned and went to the back of the store. She’d hang around for a few minutes and then leave. She’d leave a note on the back entrance telling Elena that the alarm was set.
When she passed into the backroom, Elena’s voice called out from her office. “Yoo-hoo, Amandaaa” she said in a sing-song.
Amanda jumped. She thought Elena would return the front way. Obviously she came in the back entrance. The door to the office was almost fully closed, open just an inch or so.
She opened the door slowly. The office was lit only by Elena’s desk lamp. Somehow Elena rearranged the office without Amanda hearing her. Her desk was pushed back against the far wall and two chairs were in front of it. Elena was sitting in her office chair. She was resting her chin on her hand, the elbow supported by the padded armrest. Her other arm was folded across her waist. Her legs were crossed, but the top three buttons of her blouse were undone. Her eyes were hooded, and her mouth was puffy with her lipstick smeared.
On the desk was a bottle of white wine and two glasses, each one filled.
“Is the front locked up?” Elena asked. When Amanda nodded, she said, “Good. Come in and take a seat, please.”
Oh shit, here we go. Amanda took her seat across from Elena. As soon as she was seated, Elena passed her a glass of wine.
“Drink up, it’ll help you relax, I’m sure.”
Amanda grabbed the glass and emptied in one pull. As she put it back on the desk, she let out a belch. Her hand flew to her mouth. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay.” Elena refilled her glass halfway. “Slow down on this one though. I don’t want you getting sick, okay?” After pouring, she handed it again to Amanda. Holding out her own glass, Elena said with a dusky voice, “Let’s toast the start of ‘Operation Platypus’.” They clinked glasses and sipped.
Elena put her glass down. “I was out for a quickie with my husband again.”
“I thought so.”
“Yes, well, I had to ask his permission for you and me to continue with this plan. As a rule, we never play without the other person present… but he was able to see this is a special case.” She waggled her eyebrows at the younger woman. “His feeling is that if you and I are successful in bringing you out of your shell, then he’ll have a chance to play with you down the road.” She looked intently at Amanda. “But I had to get his okay first.”
“Okay…what do we do now?”
Elena reached into her purse and took out her cell phone. “First things first. Let’s set our phones to airplane mode so we don’t have any interruptions.” That was a good idea; Amanda took her phone and pressed the necessary settings.
Elena sat back in her office chair. “I assume you’ve never played risqué games at sleep-overs when you were a kid?”
Amanda shook her head. “No. I had a bit of problem wetting the bed until I was 12, and by the time that stopped, I wasn’t asked to any slumber parties.”
“So no playing ‘Doctor’ as a kid? Hide the button?” When Amanda shook her head no, Elena nodded and said, “I’m not all that surprised.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“You never went through the curiosity stage about your body and someone else’s; that’s all. You simply missed a piece of the puzzle growing up. I think it was an important piece. So what we’re going to do is play a game.”
“A game?”
“Yes. It’s going to be called ‘Show Me’.” She brought her hands down to the hem of her black skirt and began to edge it upwards. She kept her knees together as she inched her skirt up until it was bunched up at her waist. “Now you do the same.”
Amanda could feel her heart begin to thud in her chest. She kept her eyes on Elena’s as she grasped the edge of her dress and brought it up.
She kept her knees pressed together as her lap was bared.
“Very good, Amanda. Now we’ll just sit here for a moment.” Elena rested her head against the back of her chair. “You do know that you’ve showed more skin any time you went out in a pair of shorts or in a bathing suit, right?”
“Yeah, but I’ve never shown this much skin here…”
Elena smiled. “Context means a lot, doesn’t it? Showing this much skin at work is… naughty isn’t it?”
Amanda nodded.
“Do you like being naughty, Amanda?” Elena’s tongue came out and licked her bottom lip.
“I don’t know…” She bit her lip.
“Do you want to be naughty?”
“Yes…” it came out as a whisper.
“Good girl.” Elena pulled her skirt up higher, now bunching it at her waist. “Your turn.”
Amanda stared at Elena’s lap. She wasn’t wearing panties! She felt her eyes bulge.
“Amanda…”
Amanda pulled the hem of her dress up until it was bunched around her lap too.
“Your panties are lovely; I like the lacy pattern.” Elena’s eyes were focused on her crotch!
“Now show me, Amanda, open up your knees like this.” Elena spread her knees open and Amanda could see her cleanly shaven pussy lips. They were coated in a wet slickness. “My husband just fucked me; that’s why they’re so swollen. I met him in the mall’s parking garage.” She let a sigh escape her lips. “We were going to do it during my lunch break, but I rescheduled for just before closing time…” Her hand stroked her pussy lips and she dipped her fingertip up inside herself, and slid it across the top of her pussy. “Do you like looking at my pussy, Amanda?”
“I don’t know…” Even so, she nodded and spread her knees apart.
“Your panties are sooo damp! You’ve been thinking about this all day, haven’t you dear?”
“I’ve always been damp down there…” she said. She couldn’t believe this was happening. She was sitting in a chair across from someone, flashing her crotch! “What happened? Umm… in the garage?” Her hands were at her hip joint holding her skirt up.
“Oh, you want to hear a dirty story?”
Amanda nodded silently.
“I’ll tell you what happened, but you have to masturbate for me in return.” Elena licked her lips. “I want to watch you make yourself cum for me. Will you do that?”
I can NOT believe this is happening! She nodded again and inserted her fingers underneath the side seam of her panty.
“No, no, honey; I want to see your pussy. Pull your panty aside.” Elena leaned forward. “On second thought, take your panties off. After all, I’m not wearing any.”
She hooked her thumbs at the waistband, and standing up, pulled them down and stepped out of them. Pulling her skirt back up, she resumed her seat on the office visitor’s chair and spread her legs again.
“Like this, Elena?” she asked. Her fingers grazed on the fine down of her pubic hair. She kept it trimmed short. Without thinking about it, she began to rub her outside lips, her middle finger teasing itself just barely separating them. When she saw Elena’s nod, she said, “Now will you tell me the story?”
“Say please, dear.”
The tone of command in Elena’s voice sent a thrill down her spine she never felt before. Oh God. She licked her lips. “Please, ma’am. Tell me a story.” As soon as the words came out of her mouth, her hand grasped her crotch. “Pleeease,” she whispered.
“Good girl.” Elena stretched back into her thickly padded office chair. Kicking off her shoes, she placed the soles of her feet together which opened her thighs even wider. She brought her hand down to her pussy. “I still have his cum inside me.” She slid her middle finger up within and withdrew it. A glistening drop was suspended from the tip of her red fingernail. She pressed it to her mouth and licked it. “I love the taste of Matt’s cum.” She put her hand back down to her own bare pussy. “He came inside my pussy, and I swallowed his buddy’s entire load…”
“Jesus! You had sex with two guys!”
“Oh yes! Matt brought Russell. He’s a friend of ours.”
“What happened?”
“I got a text from him that his crew knocked off work early because some material hadn’t gotten delivered on time. He met his buddy Russell at a sports bar and they had a few rounds. Matt told Russell about our sex date, and when Russell got the okay from Tanya—”
“Who’s Tanya?”
“Russell’s wife, silly. Couples in the Lifestyle don’t play separately as a rule. But we’ve known them for a while now, and she gave him a Hall Pass.”
“A what?”
“That’s the expression used when one member of a Lifestyle couple gets the okay to go and play on their own.” Elena huffed. “Look, this isn’t meant to be a lesson on Lifestyle terminology.” She began to rub herself again. “Let’s get back to the story.”
Amanda bit her lower lip. “Yes, ma’am.”
“Now play with your pussy for me, Amanda.” Elena’s own hand was drifting up and down her slit, pulling apart her lips. Amanda could see the tiny bud of her clit at the top of her pussy as she stroked it. Ohmygod. Ohmygod! Elena’s middle finger slid up inside as she put her head back and sighed. “Mmmm… my husband came like a fire hose up inside me…” Amanda watched as Elena slid her finger out and carried it up to her mouth. Another small drop hung from her fingernail. Turning her head just a little, she watched Amanda from the corner of her eye.
“You’ve never tasted a guy’s come, have you?”
“No,” was the whispered reply.
Elena popped her finger into her mouth and sucked on it loudly. She took it out with a small ‘pop’ and said, “It’s yummy. Some girls think it’s gross, but I love the taste.” She returned her wet finger back to her pussy and resumed rubbing her clit. “On with my story. Well, I got the text from Matt that he and Russell were waiting for me in the parking garage at the mall. They told me what level, but I had to find them on my own.” She smirked. “Sort of like a treasure hunt, eh?”
Amanda nodded. She wasn’t going to interrupt.
“So I went over to the garage and began walking down the aisles where the cars were parked. And lo and behold, what did I come across, but two guys going at it!”
“What!”
Elena’s hand began to rub her pussy. Amanda watched as she teased herself. “Yeah, I was surprised too.” She cocked an eyebrow at Amanda. “You’ve met Matt, right? He’s tall, kind of swarthy from working outside all the time, and really fit.” When she saw Amanda nod, she continued. “Well, Russell is the opposite. He’s pretty slender, he reminds me of Johnny Depp.”
“He… sounds yummy.”
Elena leaned forward and her hand began to draw slow circles on her clit. “Oh yeah… so I’m walking down the aisles of cars, and at the very back corner of the garage, as far from the mall entrance you can get, I hear a guy panting. I tiptoe over, and there’s my husband with his back against the wall, jeans yanked down past his ass, being given head by Russell!”
“Oh my fucking God!”
Elena gave a small laugh. “Matt’s only gotten into guys in the last couple of months. He’s making up for lost time though! Nowadays, he can be a real cock hound at times! Shaking her head, she continued, “Well, that’s not entirely accurate. We’ve both only started experimenting with our bi sides since last New Year’s Eve.”
Amanda’s heart was racing. “You do women as well as guys?” Her fingers were still playing along the outer lips of her pussy. “Have you ever had sex with Mila?”
Elena’s eyes crinkled in a smile. “No… I mean, not yet, anyway; but that’s probably going to change.”
“Shit, Amanda it was so hot. Russell was on his knees. He had one hand pressed against Matt’s belly and with the other he was stroking my husband’s cock, following his fist with his mouth. Matt’s hands were on the back of his head, pushing him down until Russell began to gag. ‘Ta
ke it, you fuck! You know you want it!’ Matt was saying; ‘Get my fucking cock nice and hard!’”
“I stood there watching as Russell’s head rode up and down Matt’s cock. Matt’s got a beautiful cock, Amanda. It’s nicely thick, like a fat grilling sausage when he’s hard. It’s almost seven inches…” Elena let out a small ‘mmm’ sound. “But what I love is the knob on the end, like a wild mushroom cap. And when he’s fully aroused, sticky white pre-cum leaks out like you wouldn’t believe.”
Amanda watched as Elena closed her eyes and stretched her feet out, touching her own ankles. She stayed silent, stroking her own pussy up and down, feeling her tummy grow warmer.
“Russell pulled his head off Matt’s cock and squeezed it with a milking action. When the precum drizzled out, he opened his mouth wide and I watched it dribble onto his tongue. Fuck, I love watching my man get it on with another guy!” She gave a small gasp. “Just a little ‘O’ there, hon,” she said with a leer.
“I was peeking around the side of a pillar watching them. I could tell by the look in Matt’s eye that if he kept going he was going to come pretty soon. He must have felt it just then too, because he pulled Russell’s head off his cock and said ‘Easy, bro or I’m going to shoot my load right now!’ Russell gave a small laugh.”
“Now that would be a waste,” I said, stepping out from behind the pillar.
“Russell’s head whipped around; he had a sly smile on his face. ‘I told you that she would watch first, Matt!’ he said.” He was still on his knees, and he was massaging Matt’s balls. I had already unbuttoned the buttons on my skirt, so I just pulled it up.” She gave her head a small shake. “I don’t know if it’s something in the air or in the water, but I get so damn horny so easily lately! I could feel that special feeling already building in my pussy; that little humming feeling? I stood there with my skirt pulled up, watching these two hot guys staring at me as one of them was playing with the other guy’s cock. I stepped towards them, between the two cars.
