Dakota sighed as she dropped her bags onto her desk. Her laptop in one, and her full purse the other bag, she looked around at the empty entrance to the nursing home where she worked. Her small hole-in-the-wall desk had side access to the front glass doors and she slid in, pulling things out of the drawer to her right that she would need for the day.
Putting everything in its' place, she plugged in her phone which rang almost immediately. Sighing again, she settled into work. It was only eight a.m. and her day was just starting.
By ten she was already bored. She'd done her makeup, fixed her hair, and had only answered two calls. The weekends were the slowest at the reception desk – one reason why she loved her position. There was no one to bug her. Sure, working the weekends blew, but it also meant that Administration wasn't there, and hardly anyone came in. She could – within reason – do what she wanted. And to be honest, what she wanted was to fuck. Sighing, she looked down at her scrubs.
She felt pretty plain today, but her eyes caught sight of the junction between her legs before falling back to her purse. She had the little app-controlled vibrator sitting in the bottom. She'd put it in there for random times like this when she really needed to get off and she hadn't gotten any in a while and needed it.
Putting her phone on break mode, she grabbed the box and opened it, pulling the pink bullet out and putting the box back into her purse. Shoving it into her pocket, she grabbed her cigarettes and phone and headed to the bathroom. She'd barely locked the door when her hand went into her scrub pants. She watched herself in the mirror, her 36D breasts squished together as her blue eyes burned into the mirror.
Gasping, she found her clit almost immediately. Dipping her finger lower, she found herself soaked already and sighed as she slipped a finger in. Holding in a moan, she pulled her hand out and pulled the bullet from her pocket. She turned it on and carefully slipped her hand back down into her pants, sliding it in with ease. Adjusting herself, she quickly washed her hands and exited the bathroom.
Heading down the hallway, she took the elevator downstairs and wound her way to the back smoking area for the employees. Once outside, she collapsed on the plastic bench and lit up.
Not even five minutes later, she heard the door open, and smiled up as Mia, one of her best friends at work, walked outside.
"Hey chick," Mia said, sitting on the bench opposite of her.
"Hey," she said, putting her phone down and crossing her legs. She could feel the egg moving around inside her.
Mia immediately launched into how her day was going and all Dakota could think about was the curve of her hips and what she looked like underneath the scrubs. Biting her lip, she tried to pay attention but the feeling of being full prevented her from really concentrating. Imagining Mia's hard nipples straining against her top, how amazing her ass would look bent over the table.
Shaking herself out of those thoughts, she ashed her cigarette. "Fuck, I'm out of it today."
Mia only nodded. "Me too. Honestly, what I need is sex."
"Me too," Dakota responded, sighing.
She'd been having fantasies about Mia for a while now, since they'd started becoming close and discussing their personal lives. She'd never been with a female, but ever since their first conversation, her fantasies had become more and more vivid...and over half of them included Mia.
"Well, let me get back in here and finish walking these people. I'll be up at the desk here in a little while."
"Okay," Dakota said, smiling.
Usually every weekend, Mia came up to the front desk around 2 or 3 and stayed there helping with odd and end things that Dakota had to do.
After Mia had left, Dakota pulled out her phone and opened the app, shifting her position. She turned it on the lowest pulse, testing out the sound. She could hear it, but she could feel it, too, and wondered if anyone else could.
"Well, not like anyone will be up with me for a while...And when Mia gets up there, I can just play music," She mumbled to herself.
She stubbed out her cigarette and stood up. She pressed the button on her phone and upped the vibration, goosebumps breaking out on her skin. Making her way back up to her desk, she could feel herself tingling, but she knew she wouldn't cum yet – not with the bullet alone.
For the next few hours, she stopped and started the bullet, teetering on the edge of orgasm until Mia showed up around three. They went outside to smoke before heading back up to her desk.
Just as she sat down, someone came in and was asking a question. Standing up, she leaned across her desk to follow along with them as they filled out a paper hoping to bring their father to the facility. Because no one was there in admissions, it was Dakota's job to help out any potential applicants.
She was fully engrossed in their conversation that she barely felt the hand on the back of her thigh. It shocked her to stiffness but she continued to converse with the people in front of her. She nodded and smiled as the hand continued up her thigh. It slowly slid up until it was right on the bullet that was vibrating.
She knows, Dakota thought to herself.
