On Call, Part 2
(FFF cons oral)
Alexis looked between the phone and her girlfriend. “What the hell were you thinking?”
To Taylor’s surprise, Alexis didn’t sound angry. “I don’t know, I don’t think I was thinking.”
Alexis rolled her eyes and scrolled through the photos that Taylor’s boss had sent her. The phone chirped with another incoming MMS. “She keeps sending more. How many did she take?”
“I lost track after a day.” Taylor admitted. She took a sip of her coffee, and rested her head on her hands.
“I guess she’s showing how much she cares?” Alexis asked.
“She spent a weekend, minus one actual server emergency that I had to take care of, humiliating me.” Taylor said around the coffee she was trying to force into her body.
“And we both know how much you love that.” Alexis sucked in a breath and winced at the sight of a picture of her girlfriend’s raw back. “She did this to you?”
“My back? Yeah.”
“With what, a lawnmower?” Alexis looked up at Taylor with raised brows.
“Ethernet cable.”
“Brutal.” Alexis flipped through the seemingly endless stream of texts and picture messages she was sent by Taylor’s boss, Nicole. “She, uh, asked us out.”
Taylor banged her head on the table.
“Actually, she asked me out, but I insisted on the both of us or I wouldn’t consider it.”
“Lovely.” Taylor’s response was muffled by the table.
Alexis flipped through to the email. “Yeah, she introduced herself, said she was your boss, talked about the pictures she was texting me, and then asked me out on a date at…I can’t even pronounce that…”
“The French place?” Taylor asked.
“Yeah. Asked me to go there. She gave me her cell number, like I didn’t already have it from all the texts she sent, and signed it with XOXO.”
“What, exactly, did you send back to her?”
Alexis flipped through her phone to the text, and showed it to Taylor. “👤🔩👭? 😈.” Alexis then swiped to show Nicole’s reply. “🌊👌”, followed shortly after with “Did I do that right?”
“What does that even mean?” Taylor asked.
“One person, screw, two women holding hands, question, evil grin. How is that hard to figure out?” Alexis asked, taking her phone back.
“And the wave thing?”
“Sploosh. She got wet at the idea. Taylor, darling, my love, how can you be smart enough to build these things, and still not know how they are used?” Alexis waved her phone at Taylor.
“When’s this date supposed to happen?” Taylor asked, returning to her coffee.
“Thursday, after my job interview.” Alexis slipped that last part in, seeing if it would get Taylor’s attention. It did.
“Job interview, where?” Taylor lifted her head to look at Alexis, a little smile on her lips.
“Infinilayer Analytics.” Alexis smirked. Taylor’s smile disappeared.
“My office. You applied to my office.” Taylor’s voice betrayed her sense of total disbelief.
“Internal application helpdesk, or something.”
“You didn’t apply did you?” Taylor asked.
“No, Nicole just offered it to me.”
“If you get it, which you probably will, since the person who would be hiring you wants to get into your pants, and stay in mine, you would be working with me, and under her.” Taylor mumbled into her now empty coffee mug.
“You’re going to be late for work.” Alexis said, as she stood up and kissed the top of Taylor’s head.
Taylor’s hair was a mess, tucked under a baseball cap. She stared blankly at the blinking curser in Visual Studio, mostly looking at the reflection of her witty geek tee-shirt on the monitor. She was still exhausted from the long weekend in the server farm, and could barely bring to bear the energy required to login to her workstation.
Her desk phone rang, and she answered it. “Taylor Quincy, Dev-ops.” She said.
“Miss. Quincy, can I see you in my office please?” The voice asked, and hung up. Taylor had to check the display on phone to see who called her. It was Nicole.
“Fuck.” She muttered. She got up from her desk, and straightened her clothing out. Nicole’s office was at the other end of a gauntlet of annoying coworkers. Thankfully, being Monday morning also meant that no one was in the mood to talk just yet. She quickly made her way through the cube-maze to the office. The door was already open.
“Come in and close the door please.” Nicole instructed, and Taylor complied. “I’m sure your girlfriend has already told you that I’m interviewing her on Thursday.” Taylor nodded. “Good. Is that going to be a problem for you? She will be supporting your projects, which means you will be working with her quite a bit.”
“I can work fine with Alexis.” Taylor said. “It’s not like I’m a lead on any projects anyways.”
“That’s changing. The CRM is stable. I’m pulling the team off that, and putting them back on retail products. That effectively makes you the CRM project lead. Congratulations on the promotion.”
Taylor couldn’t help but think this was a bribe for what they did over the weekend. “Thank you, Miss. Park.” Taylor stood up to leave the office.
“Oh, Miss. Quincy, Thursday.” Taylor looked back to look at Nicole for her closing remarks. “There’s a dress code at the restaurant, if you don’t own a dress and heals, correct that before then.”
“Yes, Miss. Park.”
The interview was a forgone conclusion. Alexis was hired after a cursory conversation, and shown to her desk, right next to Taylor’s. It was worked out that Taylor and Alexis would be on the same on-call rotation. Taking Alexis home as a good excuse for Taylor to ditch the rest of the work day.
The pair spent the afternoon in a spree of personal grooming. Neither Alexis nor Taylor had appropriate evening wear, so Taylor had to stretch her paycheck and buy both of them outfits. Alexis stood next to Taylor in the mirror.
Taylor cleaned up quite well, her hair was pulled back and intricately braided, a task which Nicole had to perform for her. Her black dress hugged her body flatteringly, while keeping her back exposed. The one slit came up to just under the hem of her black thong panties, and showed off her stockings and suspender straps when she walked. Walking was a little problem for Taylor, who so rarely had occasion to wear heals, that it took her a while to re-learn how to stand in them.
Alexis was defiantly more comfortable playing dress-up than Taylor. Her blue dress scooped in the front to showcase her ample bosom, and only came up high enough in the back to hide her bra, which was not optional for Alexis’ chest. The dual slits in her dress offered her less modesty than Taylor’s, and offered a view of her shear boy shorts and hold-ups.
“Lesbians on a fancy date or high price whores?” Alexis asked.
“What?” Taylor looked at her girlfriend with utter confusion.
“For makeup.”
“Oh. Just, make it classy.”
Alexis rolled her eyes and did their makeup. Taylor had protested spending the entire afternoon getting ready for one date, but it proved to be a wise decision, as the finished getting ready only moments before the taxi to the restaurant.
Nicole threw Taylor into the bed while Alexis worked to pull Nicole’s dress up. Alexis’ fingers managed to get a grip of Nicole’s panties as the woman climbed away to pin Taylor down.
Taylor’s arms were instinctively above her head, where Nicole restrained them in her grip. They pressed their lips together, Nicole’s mouth opening, letting Taylor taste the wine on her tongue.
Alexis knelt behind Nicole, and held her dress above her hips. She pressed her lips in against Nicole’s pussy, her tongue flicking out to lick the woman’s slit.
Taylor’s legs opened, and bent up on either side of Nicole. Her bare cunt exposed as her dress fell up her legs; she had been ordered to take her panties off during dinner. Nicole’s free hand found Taylor’s soaked pussy and quickly thrust two fingers into it.
Nicole and Taylor moaned into each other’s mouths. Alexis pulled herself back from Nicole, and dedicated herself to undressing the woman, and herself as quickly as possible.
Nicole’s fingers pounded into Taylor’s tightening cunt. She pulled Taylor’s hips off the bed with the force of her fingering, which grinded hard against Taylor’s rough patch. The evening’s first orgasm was Taylor’s.
Alexis pushed the now nude Nicole off of her girlfriend and onto her back. Alexis knelt between Nicole’s legs and wrapped her lips around the woman’s hood; she sucked on Nicole’s clit, as her fingers explored Nicole’s opening.
Taylor stripped out of her dress, and rolled to her belly, her lips finding Nicole’s nipple, and sucked on it, her hands moved to cup and massage the woman’s breasts.
Nicole’s legs wrapped around Alexis’ head, her hips bucked up against Alexis’ mouth. Alexis pushed her fingers into Nicole, and thrust them quickly. One of Nicole’s hands moved to hold the back of Alexis’ head, the other cupped Taylor’s ass. The woman was experiencing bliss. The constant assault on her senses, and her mild intoxicated state, forced her to orgasm.
Nicole was not alone for this orgasm. While she was licking and sucking on Nicole, Alexis was slamming her fingers into herself, forcefully fucking herself while she pleasured the woman. Her orgasmic moan opened her mouth in time to accept the flood of Nicole’s juices.
Alexis climbed up Nicole, her legs wrapped around one of Nicole’s. Alexi’s joined Taylor in suckling on Nicole’s nipples, while the three washed in afterglow.