AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's all the Ex's fault.
It was intentionally written without names.
LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 years of age or older.
Copyright (c) 2014 by Acup
She finishes the last few chapters of the story...
Monday morning... the first Monday I've looked forward to in years... no more classes. Finals over and passed, I don't actually know that for sure, but I sailed through the tests so it's just a mater of what the final score is.
I'm feeling ornery! Nice suit jacket and skirt... a short skirt! Stockings with the seam up the back and a wide cincher to hold hem up. The prettiest lace bra and thong I have... also the thinnest! A silky blouse to cover it up, but still thin enough to let the lace pattern and a lump of nipple show if I want... and the best part... my blue plug...and my yellow plug just in case!
With all the triumph I was feeling, work was nothing special that day. Briefs and research, research and briefs. I did get a call from one of the girls passing on my scores they posted just before noon. I did a little better than I thought I did, so my class ranking was still pretty good.
The surprise came the next day when I was called into the partners meeting. I hadn't been working on anything big, so I was a bit apprehensive about it. Now usually a partners meeting only consisted of eight or ten partners, enough to form a quorum. Today all fifteen were there, and they were all looking at me...
I saw my boss and his wife, she was relaxed and smiling so it couldn't be all bad.
The managing partner, and nice older man I had rarely had any dealing with, gaveled the meeting to order and then looked at me with a stern look. "So young lady, just what are we to do with you?"
I stared at him, probably my mouth hanging open, trying to figure out what he was talking about. What did I do?
Then he smiled at me and continued, "Number two in your class huh? Probably going to get us into a bidding war for your services... " They all brought out champagne flutes, and one was thrust into my hand. I was shaking so bad I almost dropped it. "Congratulations!"
I pointed a finger at my boss. He just smiled and shrugged... asshole... 'bout gave me a heart attack!
After that is was a bit of hob nobbing with the partners, not something I should get used to, but nice anyway. I did get a chance to talk with the three female partners, getting some bits of advice and them asking what my plans were. They thought it was funny that I hadn't planned on anything. My sole goal up until last Friday had been law school.
I wanted to do something with kids, but beyond that it was wide open. They all expressed a desire for me to consider staying on after the bar exam... kind of gave me a warm fuzzy feeling. Being an ornery girl, that warm fuzzy feeling morphed into a stuffed feeling. I slipped into the ladies room and slipped my blue plug in for the rest of the afternoon.
So naughty walking around all these fancy attorneys with a plug in my ass! Up and down, back and forth in the offices. Feeling the little tug in my ass when my heels hit the floor. It wasn't until later in the day I realized I had gotten used to it. Finding myself moving a bit so I could feel it moving in me. If it had been earlier in the day I might have swapped it for the yellow.
Wednesday I was feeling frisky, and managed to get the yellow plug in before I left for work, even if I did have to work my ass with the blue one first. Mmmmm, fully dressed with my panties pulled down to my knees, bent over watching that plug go in and out of my ass to open myself up for the yellow. And the way my ass sucked the yellow one in you'd have thought it was hungry! Every little bump in the road sent a shock from my ass to my clit. But walking into work was the rude awakening of how into school I had been. I walked into the office and had a Christmas card on my desk.
Friday was Christmas!... and I didn't realize it was here. I mean I had seen the ads, and I had been putting dates on paperwork... but it just went by without noticing it. We hadn't done anything with the apartment, I hadn't gotten either of them a Christmas present...
I took the rest of the day off, but when I got to my car I just sat there. We had been seeing each other for a while, and we had talked about any number of things, but for the life of me I was behaving like a
man
... I had no clue what to get him for Christmas... and with only two days to go.
I drove up to his work, parking around the corner. Only the pot holes reminded me of my yellow plug in my ass. When I walked around the corner the arcade was decorated with big strands of garland and giant snowflakes... He knew it was Christmas, he had decorated the arcade, but I hadn't done anything with the apartment... I thought about Christmas dinner... but I can't cook! I can make a cake or something like that, but beyond scrambling eggs and frying bacon I'm lost!
I just sat down on the bench crying. I don't usually bawl, but it just came out, head in hands sobbing. Our first Christmas and I was going to ruin it!...
"It can't be all that bad..." I heard from beside me.
I looked up and he was sitting there smiling at me. I just put my head on his shoulder and kept right on bawling, a sniveling shaking girl bawling on his shoulder...
I was still sniveling and sobbing when he got me up and into the arcade. He sat me down at one of the little tables and got me a cup of hot chocolate... he remembered I wasn't a coffee drinker! And I couldn't remember Christmas!
"So what's all that bad?"
I looked up at him smiling at me. I probably looked like shit. What little makeup I wore was probably running down my chin, eyes all puffy and blood shot from crying... and he was smiling at me.
He cupped my chin, gave me a light kiss, and said, "Come on, fess up..."
I looked at him, my lip trembling..."I forgot Christmas..."
He looked at me for a few seconds, then broke into a grin. "That's supposed to be my line..." and pulled me in for a hug.
I wrapped my arms around him, hanging on for dear life.
"gotta breath..." I heard him whisper.
I let him loose... a little... "Sorry."
"It's OK, no broken bones this time..."
I pulled back a bit more and gave him a light slap on the shoulder. "Not funny.."