~Part Four~
It was Tuesday morning.
Shelby's hand had slipped when she had actually fallen asleep and her robe had gaped a bit in the night as she still slept on her side on the couch. Nancy, freshly showered and in bra and panties, knelt down on the rug next to the sleeping girl. Her knee struck something hard and cold on the rug. What the? Nancy looked down and saw her ribbed glass dildo. Where had that come from? Shelby must have put it on the floor or...had maybe...used it?
Speaking of Shelby...the girl looked so cherubic when she - actually - slept. Nancy knew there was, however, a spitfire that lay in wait behind that for once unlined forehead and quiet mouth.
Nancy leaned in and touched her lips to the girl's sweet pink pout. Shelby's forehead instantly grew lined as she tried to figure out, in sleep, what was happening.
"Jace?" Shelby breathed.
Nancy slipped her hand inside the girl's robe and palmed her soft, warm breast, her thumb drawing circles around her peaking nipple.
Jace? Who the fuck was that?
"Yes. I'm Jace," Nancy whispered. "I want to touch you. Where do you want my fingers?"
Shelby squirmed on the couch. "Between my legs," she murmured. "Will you go there?"
Nancy paused a beat. "Yes, love. I'll go there. Always." And she did. She slid her fingers up Shelby's leg and in between her warm thighs. Her hand only stopped when her fingers met pubic hair.
"Girls want to come too," Shelby said.
Nancy froze. What was this she was hearing?
"It's not just all about you, Jace," Shelby breathed.
Shelby settled more onto her back and let her legs part. Nancy immediately palmed the girl's warm pussy. She let her middle finger slip between her folds, and she found the girl quite wet. Had she been having dirty dreams of this Jace person?
Nancy leaned in for another kiss.
"Kissing's nice, but I'd like your mouth in other places," Shelby sighed.
Nancy felt the heat rise in her own pussy. This was, albeit misguided, the girl's true arousal. There was no special lube involved this time. This was pure Shelby.
"I have a surprise for you," Nancy said. She grabbed the glass dildo and the plain lube from under the couch. She kissed the girl again as she lubed it up. "This will feel so good," Nancy whispered.
"Really?" Shelby breathed, her eyes still closed.
Nancy gently spread the girl open, lining the dildo up with Shelby's pretty pink pussy, and she slowly pressed it home. Shelby cried out as it slowly disappeared inside of her body.
"What...what is that?" She gasped excitedly.
"Just something I knew you'd like," Nancy said.
"Mmmm...feels so...mmmm...good!"
Nancy slowly fucked the girl with her favorite ribbed glass dildo. Schlick-schlick-schlick sounds filled the room. Shelby arched her back and moaned loudly, her legs now wide apart, her robe completely open, the girl's beautiful naked body completely on display.
Then, Shelby turned her head towards Nancy and opened her eyes.
And all hell broke loose.
She screamed. Screamed like her arm was being broken.
"What - what the fucking hell are you - get the fuck away from me!" She yelled. She leapt off the couch, leaving the lubed up dildo in her wake.
Nancy sighed and watched the girl run to the other end of the apartment. Shelby stood hovering by the refrigerator, staring, clutching the edges of her robe together. Nancy picked up the dildo and headed for the bathroom. "But you liked it, didn't you?" She didn't wait for Shelby to respond because she knew she wouldn't get an honest answer. Instead she washed the lube off the dildo and dried it on her towel. That ribbed glass dildo was truly a wonder.
Shelby was still cowering by the refrigerator when Nancy came back from the bathroom. "Do you want some breakfast? We need to get moving. You have an appointment with Kirci at 10:30," Nancy said, putting her glass dildo and lube back under the couch cushions.
"Kirci?"
"Yes. At the spa."
Shelby sighed. "I'm not hungry. I will get a quick shower, though," she muttered. She hurried past Nancy, afraid the woman might reach out and grab her. Nancy heard the door to the bathroom close.
Nancy slowly dressed as she thought about the naked girl in the shower. Maybe someday they could shower together? It wouldn't be anytime soon, Nancy reasoned.
Shelby had been in a quasi dream-daydream about someone named Jace, but the girl was capable of amazing arousal all on her own.
Well, Nancy chided herself, of course she was. She was human with sexual needs just like anybody else. Shelby wasn't some anti-sex weirdo. She just didn't enjoy sex with Nancy.
Yet.
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Shelby emerged from the shower in her bathrobe again. She'd done her hair, but was confused. What the hell was she supposed to wear?
The bedroom had two oversized armoires. One was obviously Nancy's. It was filled with her drab, over-forty work attire. The other armoire had exactly ten identical white wrap dresses. Basically they were like short robes that ended mid thigh, though they were a standard cotton-polyester mix and weren't fluffy in the slightest. One wrapped the dress around one's body and tied the ties - just like with a robe - to hold the dress together.
Nancy sat drinking a cup of coffee at the kitchen table. She was, sure enough, dressed for work in a matching drab maroon ensemble. Maroon skirt that went down to her ankles, tan shoes, maroon jacket and a tan blouse.
"What am I supposed to wear?" Shelby asked. "Surely not this bathrobe?"
Nancy smiled. "You'll find white wrap dresses in your armoire," Nancy said. "Oh, and white ballet flats."
Shelby grumbled and went back into the bedroom. "Fucking insane," she muttered. "No bras?" She yelled.
"No bra," Nancy yelled back.
"Jesus," Shelby growled.
The only underpants that were her size were white thongs so she put one on and wriggled into a wrap dress.
She looked at herself in the mirror. "I look ridiculous," she muttered.
By the time Shelby got herself ready, it was time for her spa appointment. Nancy and Shelby got into the elevator and she used her key to get to a different floor. Aha, Shelby thought. That's how one left the floor. Keys.
"You look beautiful," Nancy said.
Shelby met Nancy's eyes in the mirrored wall of the elevator. She looked like...God, she didn't know what. The wrap dress was easy access for sure. A swish of material here and a tug on a tie there and she would be totally naked.
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Skön, the spa on the third floor, was bright and airy and light. Kirci, the spa manager, was a six foot tall woman from somewhere in Scandinavia. She was beautiful, though, lithe, with blonde hair and a wide smile.
"Aha - you must be Shelby. You are new here, yes?"
Shelby scowled at the woman.
"Yes, she's our newest employee," Nancy said, quickly filling in the silence.
"Excellent. Nancy said you needed the Works. Let's hop up onto the table and let me take a look at you."
Shelby shook her head.
"Shelby?" Nancy said. "Will I need to get some assistance to help you comply?" Nancy asked.
Shelby sighed, but did as she was told, fearing those two huge goons might leap out of the shadows and force her up onto the table.
"Okay," Kirci said, running her hands up and down Shelby's bare legs. "Leg hair is too short to address today. Bring her back in a week and we'll take the leg hair off. What about armpits?" She asked. "Raise your arm please."
Shelby did.
Kirci tsked. "Same problem. Hair is too short. Hum. Now let's check out your kitty."
"My...no way!" Shelby's hands automatically went to the bottom of her dress to hold it down.
Kirci tsked again. "Move the hands, little one. I need to see what I'm getting myself into."
Shelby didn't move.
"Shelby," Nancy said sharply. "Move those hands."
Shelby reluctantly did. Kirci immediately pulled her skirt up to her waist but was met with the white thong. She tsked again and quickly tugged it down and off.
"Hey!" Shelby protested, crossing her legs. But everybody could still see her red pubic hair.
"Aha! Now this we can do something with!" Kirci said, running her fingers through the girl's red curls. "It's like a little furry red animal!"
Shelby frowned but her face turned scarlet.
Nancy chuckled. "About that," she began. "I know it's company policy to remove all pubic hair. But since she's a redhead and therefore unique, I thought we could keep something there. Maybe just on her mound?"
"Ugh," Shelby said.
Kirci played with Shelby's pubic hair for a bit while she thought. "Hmm. Okay, good idea. Yes. I know exactly what to do. You'll love it! Just leave it to me!"
"Excellent. Kirci, I do trust your judgment. Make her beautiful," Nancy said, turning to leave.
"Awww, she's already beautiful. We will just make her moreso," Kirci said, winking at Shelby.
Shelby just stared, her eyes full of hate.
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Nancy went on down to the first floor and to work.
"Oh good! You're in! Good morning, Mrs. Addington," the company's receptionist said with a big smile.
"Good morning, Joelle," Nancy said.
Joelle was a platinum blonde, blue eyed looker who wore lots of makeup and was the favorite of old man Phillip Addington. She transferred a call and then handed Nancy a stack of messages. "These are mostly from the Houston office. Their internet has been down all morning. I've been transferring calls back to you from them so your voicemail is probably full of the same."
Nancy gasped. "Why didn't you tell me?!"
Joelle raised her immaculate eyebrows. "I did. I called your cell five times. You weren't answering."
"Crap," Nancy said, pulling her phone from her pocket. Indeed, she had several missed calls and an equal number of missed texts she hadn't even looked at. Evidently when you're fucking someone with a glass dildo your mind is elsewhere, she thought.
