Your phone goes off

You hear your phone go off. Checking it, you see there’s a missed call from Becky, and a message.

’Hi. I tried calling but only got your answerphone. Just wanted to let you know I’m finishing up at the office now. I’m just going to stop off at the store to grab the stuff for your soup, shouldn’t be long. Be there in about 30 mins.’

You checked the time you’d gotten the message, and panicked when you saw it was almost half an hour ago.

Sure enough, no sooner had you finished reading the text you heard a knock at the door. Opening it, you saw Becky standing there smiling at you.

Damn she looked good. She was a little over 5’6 in heels, with wavy blonde hair that fell down shoulder to her shoulders. You let your eyes trail down, hoping she wouldn’t notice. Her top was fighting a loosing battle trying to stop her voluptuous tits from spilling out. Damn, you’d never seen her wearing anything that low cut around the office before.

’Did she get changed into that just for me?”

It was an appealing thought.
Your gaze travelled lower, over her perfect hips and ass, and down to her legs wrapped in a black skirt.

“... ow you feeling? Any better?”

You realised you hadn’t heard a word that she’d said since you’d opened the door, but luckily she hadn’t noticed you staring at her figure.

"I guess the **** the Doc gave me must have started to kick in. I feel a little better, but you should have seen me this morning.” you said.

“Oh you poor thing.” She said, her voice full of sympathy.” Why don’t you go and sit down, I’ll bring the food in from the car. Where’s your kitchen?”

“It’s through there,” you nodded, motioning in the general direction of it. You went and sat down on the sofa as Becky disappeared back outside for a few moments. She returned carrying a large brown grocery bag, which she brought in and carried through to the kitchen.

The sounds of cupboards being opened and pans being taken out came from the kitchen. Her voice rose over the sound and carried out to the lounge.

“The file is in my bag. Why don’t you grab it out and have a look while I cook. This shouldn’t take too long to make.”

She had left her stylish bag sitting on the side. The thing looked like it was worth more that you made in a month. Opening it, you saw the file sitting inside and pulled it out. Whilst she was occupied in the kitchen, your curiosity got the better of you and you decided to have a peak through the rest of her bags contents. Purse, phone, keys.

’ Oh ho, what’s this?’ Tucked away in the bottom of her bag was a tiny egg shaped vibratory. There was a thin little wire attached to it that ran to a tiny control pack. You pulled it out to investigate, making sure you didn’t accidentally turn the thing on. The last thing you wanted was for Becky to poke her head out of the kitchen and catch you. Sticking out your tongue, you brought the egg up and gave it a little lick.

It sure as hell didn’t taste like it had been up her pussy. ’Does she cram this up her ass when she’s in the office?’ you wondered. The though made you cock twitch.

“What do you think?” Becky called out from the kitchen. You stuffed the egg back into her purse and walked into the kitchen holding the file.

“Smells great.” And it really did.

“Not the soup genius, the files?”

“They look fine at first glance, but I’m having a little trouble concentrating today. Had a serious head fog all day. I really hope I don’t pass it onto you.”

“If you do, then you’re going to have to play nurse in return, OK? “ she smiled.

’Does that mean you’re my nurse now? What an interesting idea.’

You pictured what Becky would look like dressed in a tight little nurse’s outfit.
Her clothing vanished, replaced with the very one you’d formed in your mind. She turned to you, seemingly forgetting about the soup she had been cooking.