Joanna picked up the plates and started to the kitchen. Lyssa grabbed more of the china and silverware and followed her. They continued this until the dishwasher was loaded. When they could hear the dishwasher running, they moved back to the dining room and finished cleaning up. They had been having dinner several times a week at Joanna's house for the past four months.
As usual, Joanna suggested they take their drinks down to the media room in the finished basement and relax. There were chairs around the huge TV and the two women sat and sipped their drinks.
Joanna's dog, Brutus, was lying on the floor between the two women. Joanna had told Lyssa that Brutus had been a police dog but had been too aggressive. At one point in his career, he had torn the throat of a fleeing felon instead of grabbing the man's arm and, of course, there had to be an internal investigation. As it turned out, the man had a gun and was about to shoot Brutus' police handler. Brutus got a second chance. Nineteen months later, under similar circumstances, Brutus almost disemboweled a man about to shoot his handler. Because the large Rottweiler had done his duty as he saw it and saved his master's life, he was not put to sleep, but could no longer be a police dog. Joanna had heard Brutus' story and convinced his owner to sell the dog to her, as she needed protection. Brutus' owner's wife insisted he be sold because they had three small children and she was afraid to trust Brutus. Brutus had been a pussycat when Lyssa came to visit; however, Joanna warned her not to go to the door or a window when Joanna was not around. Brutus had been trained to attack anyone at a door or window unless Joanna told him to sit and stay. Brutus had also been trained to hold someone at bay until he was told to stand down. One day, Lyssa walked into Joanna's house when Joanna failed to answer her knock. Brutus, even though he knew Lyssa, held her at bay, pinned to the spot until Joanna appeared from the bathroom and said, "Brutus, stand down." Lyssa never made that mistake again.
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"jo, how can I ever repay you for your hospitality? You never let me pay for anything."
"Honey," said Joanna, "there is a way for you to repay me. You're going to be my sex toy from now on."
"Wha-what? sputtered Lyssa. "Is that supposed to be a joke? What would you do with me? Ha-ha."
"Well, first I'd never allow you to wear clothes again in the house. Then I'd play with your body until I was extremely aroused and my pussy was throbbing and dripping juices. At that point, you would lick those juices off my legs and pussy. Then you'd press those sweet cheeks between my thighs and dip your tongue deep inside me lapping out the rest of my juices. Of course, that tongue going in and out of my pussy would stimulate more lubrication and pussy juice. So you'd have to keep lapping it out - vicious circle don't you see. You would do that at least three times a day to keep me satisfied. I can even foresee you eating me out a dozen or more times a day."
Lyssa was stunned. "Joanna, what are you thinking? I'm as straight as anyone could be. In fact, I'm really homophobic. I never dreamed you were bi let alone lesbian. I would no more perform oral sex on a woman than I'd have a sex change operation."
"Lyssa honey, you don't have to be a lesbian to eat pussy. A lot of straight women do it. Anyway, you don't have a choice, sweets. This is going to be your new life."
"What in the world are you talking about, Joanna? You must be mad. Ooooh, I see. You're trying to get a rise out of me. Is this one of your psych games? You had me going for a minute there. Please, Jo, don't do that again. You'll give me a coronary."
"This is not a joke or a psych game, honey. I'm dead serious. I thought you might refuse to give me what I want. That's why I laced your drink with a rufie, flunitrazepam, a date rape drug. That's why you feel so lethargic. I didn't give you much, so it's taking longer than I thought, but it'll do."
Lyssa tried to get up, so she could run up the stairs and out of the house. Her legs wouldn't hold her. She fell back in the chair...
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Lyssa taught English to fourth, fifth, and six graders in a private school. Her classes were small, 12 to 15 children, and Lyssa liked the job, but the private school pay was abominable. If she hadn't been receiving rent from her house back home, she would never have been able to make ends meet. All the other teachers were married and were two income families. This presented another problem. With no other single women, she had no one to make friends with, to have dinner with, to go to movies with, or even have chat sessions. Of course, there were no single men either. She had never been so lonely.
Both Lyssa's parents had died in a car accident just after she graduated from high school. They had left her their small house, their life insurance, and little else. She had no siblings and no aunts, uncles, or cousins. She was truly alone in the world. She knew she'd have to make her own way, so using the insurance money for tuition; she enrolled in a teaching course at the state university. She rented out the house for barely enough money to pay for clothes, a dorm room, and the school cafeteria. There was no money for extras. Taking more than the standard number of courses, she was able to graduate in 3 1/2 years. However, that left no time for a social life.
There were no teaching jobs available in her hometown when she returned from university, so she sent out her resume to several dozen schools around her home state. While waiting for replies, she stayed in the small bedroom above the garage, so she could keep receiving rent from the main house. The couple renting the house was nice enough to let her use it. The Coopers told her that she was welcome to use it any time she needed it. They were grateful to her for renting the house to them for an amount they could afford. She had only used the garage bedroom once during her university years, so the Coopers knew it wouldn't be often.
After several months, the only job offer she received was from a private school over two hundred miles from her hometown. The school told her that times were hard, and they could only afford to pay so much - less than she was hoping for. She had no other offers, so she took the job. She started teaching in mid semester - January. The job was fine, but the low pay and the crushing loneliness were deeply depressing her. The small dingy apartment she was able to afford was another source of her depression. She had rented it because it was close to the school, so she could walk to work. She couldn't afford a car. She thought of selling the house to buy a car but backed away from that idea. She needed the rent to supplement her salary.
Lyssa brown-bagged it every day, and ate her lunch in the park across from the school. One day in March, there was a woman sitting on the bench that Lyssa had always sat on. They struck up a conversation, became good friends, and Lyssa was ecstatic to find a friend. The woman, Joanna, began inviting Lyssa to dinner several times a week and wouldn't hear of Lyssa paying for anything. During their chat sessions, Lyssa had told Joanna her whole life history. Joanna knew as much about Lyssa as Lyssa did.
Joanna was 37 years old. She was very attractive with dark blond hair, grey eyes, and a beautiful smile. She was 5'7" tall, weighed 122 pounds, had a very feminine figure, 35 inch bust, 24 inch waist, and 36 inch hips. She had a sexy walk and a slow, graceful, feminine movement as she sat down, stood up, or even when she seemed to be standing still. Lyssa, on the other hand was 22 years old, 5'4" tall, and weighed 116 pounds. She had a very ripe figure: 34-22-35. Her movements were not as graceful as Joanna's but were more childlike. She had blue-black hair, blue eyes, full lips, and an impish grin. She was beautiful. If she had been in a different place where there more single men, she would have been swamped with date offers and propositions.
Near the end of the school year, Lyssa's landlord told her that the building would have to be tented for termites and Lyssa would have to leave for two weeks. There were only five days left of the semester, and Lyssa was concerned about having to look for another apartment for such a short time. Joanna volunteered her second bedroom until Lyssa went home, so Lyssa told the landlord she would be moving and asked for her deposit to be returned. Joanna and Lyssa loaded Joanna's car with Lyssa's clothes and gear, and Joanna helped carry them to the second bedroom.
During that week, as Friday approached, Lyssa's colleagues told her how much they liked her and asked if she would return in September. She told them that she hadn't been offered a contract yet and didn't know if she'd be back. In her heart, she felt she should look for another job that paid a decent salary.
