The question arose one morning (as it did nearly every day when you are young, and it is summertime) what to do with herself today?
NormaJean was seated at the counter eating her usual breakfast, which consisted of a bagel and a cup of decaf. She looked out the window, and saw that the day was overcast. Probably not a good day to go for a walk. While she pondered her options, the phone rang shrilly in the next room.
NormaJean heaved herself up off the barstool, and slowly padded to the living room. When she answered, with a dull "Hullo?", she was greeted by silence. "Hullo?" she repeated. When, again, no response was forthcoming, she pulled the receiver away from her ear and glanced at it, as if to confirm it existed.
"NormaJean?" came the voice on the other end, finally. "NormaJean, is that you?"
NormaJeans heart skipped a beat when she realized it was Sydney on the other end. She pressed the phone close to her flushed cheek and whispered "Syd, it's me."
"Are your parents home right now?" Sydney demanded.
"Nooooo," NormaJean cooed. "Mom went over to Aunt Beckys, and Dad is out golfing."
"Then I'm coming over right now!" declared Sydney. Her voice conveyed a sense of urgency.
"Okay, the door will be open," giggled NormaJean.
NormaJean hurried up to her room. She slipped out of her shorts and t-shirt, and pulled a lacy teddy from her top dresser drawer. She struggled to put it on, then took a look at her reflection in the mirror. Lipstick, she thought. And I need to brush my hair.
She rushed into the bathroom where she put on her sexiest, come-hither red lipstick, and brushed through her blond tangles.
She looked into the mirror once again. She puckered her lips, batted her lashes, and struck a sultry pose. She was very satisfied by what she saw.
In fact, she turned herself on so much that she could feel her nipples hardening under the scratchy lace teddy.
She admired her large breasts, and flicked a nipple lightly with a well manicured fingernail. It sent a current of electricity straight to her vagina. She squeezed, and rolled the erect nipple back and forth between her finger and her thumb. In response, she felt a bit of moisture lubricate the inside of her lips. She winked at herself, then raced into her bedroom to get everything ready.
NormaJean closed the shade of her small window, which made her room quite dark. She lit all her candles, and closed her bedroom door. That done, she climbed into bed to wait.
Just a few moments later, Sydney opened the door. She was clad in a long jacket, and high heeled boots. Her long red hair gleamed in the romantic lighting. With a naughty grin on her face, Sydney closed the door and locked it.
"NormaJean..." Sydney said in a way that made NormaJean feel as though her name was incredibly sexy. "Look what I brought." She reached into her purse, and her hand emerged with the biggest dildo NormaJean had ever seen.
NormaJeans eyes opened wide, and her hands flew up to her mouth. "Sydney, it's so huge!" she whispered. "What if it hurts?"
Sydney made no reply, she just grinned wickedly. Hungrily, she licked her lips. Tossing her wild red mane, she proceeded to unbutton her jacket. Turning her back on NormaJean, she let it drop to the floor.
NormaJean gasped. Sydney had worn nothing beneath the coat. The cheeks of her ass glowed rosily in the candlelight. The high heeled boots she had on made her long legs look even longer.
NormaJean let out a low moan. She couldn't stand it. "Sydney, please turn around," she begged.
Sydney, hands on her hips, obliged. She had small breasts, but they were well shaped. Topping each one was a thimble sized pink nipple.
NormaJeans eyes wandered down. Sydney had toned, flat abs. Her hips flared out a bit, and a luscious mound of red hair sat atop the two most perfect legs NormaJean had come across.
NormaJean felt her arousal growing. Looking at Sydney in all her splendor, she felt she had never been so lucky in her life. "Please..." she pleaded.
At once, Sydney came to her. NormaJean tried to embrace her, but Sydney pushed her hands away.