Emma stretched as she felt the morning sun warm her face. Yawning and pulling against her duvet, she blinked open her eyes, and breathed deeply. Rolling over, she reached out her hand in search of Josh, but found his side of the bed was empty.
Sitting up slowly, she spotted Josh at the bottom of the bed, rummaging in his bag. "Morning," she croaked, before clearing her throat and trying again. "How did you sleep?"
"Wonderfully." Josh smiled down at her, and paced to her side of the bed. Planting a gentle kiss on her lips, he turned back to place his toothbrush and shampoo in his bag. Wearing only a towel, he continued. "The shower is still warm; I hope you don't mind, but I need to get ready - it's a big day today. Presenting to the board."
"They're going to love you," she cooed, stretching her legs and letting the sheets caress her naked body. "See you again tonight? That is, if you haven't had enough of me already... sir?" Emma winked as she added the last word to her sentence, squirming a little under the sheets.
Josh grinned at her, pulling on his boxer-shorts, and reaching for his shirt. "I'll be back later, I promise." Making Emma jump, he grabbed at the duvet from the end of the bed, and gave it a sudden pull - exposing Emma's nude self. "I mean, that's if you promise to stay just like this all day."
Emma blushed, and fought the temptation to resist and cover herself back up. "Hmm, I wish," Emma purred, standing from the bed and walking slowly towards him. "Inset day today. No teaching, but I've still got to head in to school. A whole day of lesson planning and training and hanging around with the rest of the teachers. Oh joy."
Josh grinned and let his hands wander to Emma's body. As they kissed, she felt his hands drop to her ass, pulling her into him, feeling her whole body press against his semi-dressed frame.
"Well, that sucks. How about this - we meet after work, and we continue where we left off?" As he spoke, he gave her ass a gentle squeeze, and glanced down at her slender body.
Emma smirked and groaned at the thought. The pair had only been seeing each other for a month, but since the first time they had spent the night together, they had become practically inseparable. "Whatever you want, sir." Emma added again, this time fluttering her eyelids and pouting ever so subtly. The last couple of weeks had taken an interesting turn - after Emma had confided her fledgling interest in BDSM and restraint, Josh had readily agreed to help her explore it, and now every evening, she found herself more restrictively tied in different places around her apartment or his. Calling him "Sir" had become a silent agreement between the two - not a requirement, by any stretch of their relationship... but more of a signal. A promise, that Emma was entrusting herself to Josh, to have, to control and care for as his own... both physically, and so far beyond.
With a deeper voice, Josh leant forward. "Good girl. You go and get ready, the quicker this day is done, the quicker we can play again."
Emma gave an excited giggle, and swiftly walked through to the shower. As she stepped inside, she heard Josh calling behind her. "Oh, and if you're in that kind of a mood... I might have a surprise or two waiting for you."
As the hot water of the shower washed over her body, Emma found it difficult to concentrate on the day ahead. What could Josh's surprise be? Wasn't the fact the two best friends had now become lovers surprise enough? Closing her eyes, Emma pictured Josh in the shower with her, his lips on her neck, his hands caressing her small but firm breasts. She groaned as she pictured his cock entering her from behind, the water running over the pair of them.
Opening her eyes, she realised she had spent much longer than usual in the shower - the room was now completely filled with steam, and the mirror dripped with condensation. Quickly finishing her hair, she stepped out and grabbed a towel, before pacing back into the hall. She noticed sadly that Josh had already left; the quiet apartment punctuated only by the noise of the coffee machine, as Josh had clearly set it to keep a cup of joe warm and ready for her. Pouring herself a mug of the hot black liquid, she quickly moved into the bedroom, and stopped as she noticed a box sat at the foot of her bed.
Sitting on the soft duvet, she dried herself while she peered at the black velvet box. After the past few nights, she wondered if he had bought her a new pair of cuffs, or possibly a collar - maybe even something a bit more exotic. Letting the towel drape open, she reached over, and tenuously opened the lid. Inside, she found a paper note, covering something plastic and pink. Picking up the note, she resisted looking at the object in the box, as she read Josh's handwriting, hearing his voice in her head as she read.
"For when I can't be with you," the note began. "Wear this, and then squeeze the button. Call me when you do. - 'Sir' "
Her mind raced - what could the note mean? Raising an eyebrow, she glanced down at the box, and a wave of excitement crept across her as she noticed what Josh had left for her. Laying in the base of the box was a dark pink rubber object - looking like a bulb just larger than a golf ball, but oval in shape and ribbed. From one end, a curved tail protruded, a couple of inches long, with a smaller round ball to the end. Lifting it curiously from the box, Emma spotted a small power icon embossed on the smaller ball, and felt the weight of it in her hand. She rolled her eyes, now knowing exactly what the toy was. She had seen these online, when lonely nights led her to the darkest corners of the internet; a vibrating "egg". She'd never seen one in real life, though - as her experience with toys had remained firmly with more "traditional" shapes and forms, handling it now sent a shiver of excitement down her spine, making her pussy tingle. As she felt the rubber in her hand, her phone alarm beeped, snapping her back to reality.
"Fuck!" Emma cursed, as she suddenly realised the time. Tossing the egg back on the bed, she threw on her clothes - a tight fitting silky grey blouse, paired with her favourite denim miniskirt. She was pleased it was staff-only today; no students meant she could dress in a far more relaxed fashion than usual. Picturing meeting with Josh later that day, she quickly changed her choice of underwear - opting for her favourite red thong - sliding it up and under her skirt to cover her shaven pussy. Grabbing her keys and bag, she turned before leaving, and without thinking, swept the toy up, dropping it into her handbag, before locking the door behind her.
The car journey to her work went quicker than Emma had expected. Sat in the car park, she watched as colleagues hopped out of their cars and waved at her, as they walked inside. Taking a breath, she went to pick up her bag; reaching for it, the handle fell open revealing the toy resting on top of her phone. Freezing for a moment, a thought rushed through her head. She was still ten minutes early - so decided to inspect the toy. Something in her mind told her it would be exciting to try it before work, even for a moment, just to know what awaited her later in the day. Checking nobody was looking, she pulled the toy into her lap, and hiked her skirt up around her waist. Taking a deep breath, she pulled the fabric of her panties to the side, and gently pressed the rubbery toy against the opening of her pussy.
At first, the toy offered a lot of resistance. Closing her eyes, Emma ran her finger over her slit, starting to massage her lips and clit, before subconsciously placing a finger on her tongue and wetting it with her spit. Returning her hand to her pussy, she found it took no time at all to become wet enough to let the toy start to edge inside her. The ridges on the toy felt good - although admittedly not as good as Josh's cock, which she pictured as she slowly worked it inside of her. After only a minute, she felt herself contract around the other side of the bulbous egg, as it slid satisfyingly inside her, leaving only a small point of the "tail" and the tiny button showing.
Checking her surroundings once more, and gently pulling her skirt down a little, she took a deep breath and squeezed the button on the toy. A brief buzz sent a thrill through her pussy, making her jump in her seat - but then stopped. Looking down, the plastic of the button glowed a deep red, then flashed a lighter white - before going out altogether. After a few seconds, a dim white flash pulsed again, only to disappear as before. Disappointed, Emma slumped back. Picking up her phone, she thought to herself. "Just my luck, it must be out of batteries."
Scrolling through her phone, she found Josh's number, and pressed the phone to her ear. After only a couple of rings, she heard his voice, making her melt inside. "Good morning," he spoke with a friendly tone. "Did you get to work okay?"
"I'm sat in the car park, about to go in. How about you?"
