The Tiny Gold Key


Tori walked through the entrance of the small neighborhood club and paused to let her eyes adjust to the muted light. It was fairly crowded for so early on a Friday evening. She had just stopped by for a drink on her way home from work as she only lived a couple of blocks away and had no other plans for the evening.

It was a comfortable place, cozy enough to just stop in for a quick drink but large enough to spend the evening with friends for some dancing or just listening to the house band that played ‘all the hits from yesterday and today’.

Tori scanned the familiar room, taking in the tables that sat two to four surrounding the small dance floor and the bar that lined the far wall. Spotting an empty stool at the bar, she began to make her way in that direction. Just as she was about to claim her spot, she felt a hand at her elbow.

“Tori? I thought that was you.”

Tori turned to the smiling handsome face looking down at her through twinkling dark eyes. She studied him quizzically for a moment, trying to place him.

“It’s me, Jack, you know…Brenda’s husband.”

“Of course, Jack. I thought you looked familiar. What are you doing here? Is Brenda with you?”

Brenda was a co-worker of Tori’s. They were both paralegals at one of the city’s larger and more respected law firms. Tori had met Jack in passing a couple of times when he had come by the office to take Brenda to lunch or just stopped in to say hello when he was in the neighborhood. If Tori remembered correctly, she thought that Brenda had told her that he owned his own small real estate brokerage. Brenda always spoke glowingly of her husband and it seemed that they were doing quite well, both financially and personally.

“She is…right over there,” he replied, gesturing to a small table in a dimly lit corner.

Tori looked over to see Brenda smiling and sending a small wave in her direction.

“Are you here alone, tonight?”

“Yes,” Tori affirmed. “I was just stopping by for a quick drink on my way home.”

“If you don’t have any other plans, why don’t you join us?”

“Well, I don’t want to intrude…” Tori hesitated, thinking Jack may just be being polite.

“Nonsense,” he countered. “Brenda always speaks so highly of you. I know she’d love for you to join us, and will be miffed with me if I don’t convince you.”

“Well, okay, if you put it that way. I’d love to. It would be nice to spend some time together away from the office. I’ve always enjoyed Brenda’s company, too.”

“Good, it’s settled then.” Jack again took her elbow and escorted her around the tables to theirs.

As Tori sat down, Brenda took her hand lightly telling her how glad she was to run into her and that she’d agreed to join them. Suddenly, she grasped Tori’s hand tightly and, with what looked like surprise, quickly turned her head in Jack’s direction.

“Are you okay, Brenda?” Tori asked, startled and concerned.

“Yes, yes, of course,” Brenda said, pulling her hand away. “Sorry, I…I’m fine.” With that, she stared down at the table for a moment and then looked back at her friend as if nothing had happened.

“That was weird,” thought Tori. But, Brenda seemed herself now, so she thought no more about it.

Jack hailed the waitress and ordered drinks and snacks for them as they chatted and got to know each other better. The three were enjoying each other’s company, talking and laughing. The women had fun taking turns on the dance floor with Jack and, all in all, it had become a lovely evening. Jack was charming, Tori thought, in a very relaxed and natural way. Not at all like some, who seem to ‘put it on’. He and Brenda were obviously very much in love and he appeared to be just a really nice guy. He could be very interesting, but not at all a braggart, when talking about himself or his opinions, but was also intent on what anyone else had to say. Tori was glad at the way the evening was turning out and she found herself happy that she felt that this was the beginning of a new friendship outside of work, also. Just as she had felt at the office, she realized that she really was fond of Brenda and she knew that they were on their way to becoming close friends.

Tori had also noted, however, that Brenda seemed to occasionally appear preoccupied. She would get a rather far away expression in her eyes, looking down at the table and squirming in her seat, sometimes even biting her lip a bit. This seemed unusual to Tori, as the Brenda she knew from work was not at all ‘fidgety’, but rather was always at ease with herself and quite focused. During these moments, Jack would put his arm around Brenda’s shoulders, stroking her upper arm. He would always have a big smile on his face and his twinkling eyes sometimes even seemed to reflect a bit of amusement. But, these moments would pass and then Brenda would appear to be fine again. Tori soon decided that it was just a result of the several rounds of drinks they had shared and was nothing to worry about.

Eventually, Ankara bayan escort Brenda leaned over and whispered into Jack’s ear. His face first registered a look of surprise that quickly turned into a grin as he glanced over at Tori. “What?” Tori asked.

Jack looked down at Brenda, who seemed to flush slightly answering, “It’s nothing, never mind,” as she again looked down at the table.

“What is it? Is something wrong?” Tori was worried now.

“No, it’s fine, really,” Brenda assured her. But, then turning to Jack, Tori heard her murmur, “Come on, Jack, please!”

“I’m really quite comfortable right now and I don’t feel like getting up,” he answered her trying to look stern, but not able to control his smile. Then, with a chuckle, he asked, “How about another drink, honey?”

With an exasperated and almost desperate expression, Brenda burst out at him, “I can’t believe you’re doing this to me!”

“What the heck is going on?” Tori broke in. She had no idea what she was getting in the middle of and knew it was probably none of her business, but somehow couldn’t help herself from jumping in to defend her friend.

Jack leaned across the table in front of his wife to get closer to Tori and as she heard Brenda whisper to him, “No, Jack, don’t,” he looked Tori in the eye and said, “Brenda has a little emergency. She has to go to the bathroom, but she needs some help. Maybe you wouldn’t mind giving her a hand?” With that he flashed Tori another winning smile and leaned back into his chair.

“Huh?” Tori was totally confused, now. She looked from Jack’s happy face to Brenda, who now was blushing furiously and looking down at her hands which were both tightly clutching the edge of the table as she again began to squirm in her seat. “Well, sure, I guess.” Turning to Brenda, she put a hand on hers and said kindly, “I don’t mind helping you, if you need me to, Brenda. No problem, at all.” Tori couldn’t imagine what was such a big deal and, if it was, why Jack wouldn’t take care of it.

“Okay, thanks, I’d really appreciate it,” Brenda mumbled quietly as she stood and took Tori’s hand to lead her toward the rest rooms.

As the two women headed away, Jack called out, “Tori, wait a second. Here…you’ll need this.” With that, he handed Tori a tiny gold key. She looked at it curiously and asked, “What’s this for?”

Jack just shook his head and answered, “You’ll see…”. So, Tori palmed the key and hurried after Brenda who was waiting at the entrance to the hallway leading to the rest rooms, shifting anxiously from one foot to the other.

In the ladies room there were two stalls, one standard and one larger one for handicapped access. They were both empty, but Brenda surprised Tori by heading for the larger one. Tori started to say, “I’ll be right out here, if you need…”. But, Brenda grabbed her hand and pulled Tori in with her, latching the door behind them. “Umm, okay, or I’ll just come on in with you,” she continued, as she stood with her back to the door starting to feel a little uncomfortable now. She had no idea what was expected of her. As far as she knew, Brenda had never had any problems using the bathrooms at work and she had assumed that she just hadn’t wanted to come in here alone. And what was that key for, anyway?

Brenda began to gather her skirt up in her hands and, as the tops of her thigh high stockings came into view, Tori looked up at the ceiling, the walls, the floor, everywhere except directly at Brenda, who seemed unconcerned about exposing herself in front of her co-worker.

“Did he give you the key?” Brenda asked, breathlessly.

“Uh, huh.” Tori reached out to hand the key to Brenda.

“But, you have to do it for me.”

Tori slowly forced herself to look at Brenda. Her eyes widened in shock at the sight. Brenda was standing in front of her with her skirt gathered around her waist, baring the bottom half of her body to Tori, watching Tori’s face carefully. “What the hell are you wearing?” Tori asked, not able to tear her gaze away.

Tori saw that Brenda wasn’t wearing any panties, but instead what appeared to be something resembling, but not quite, a type of thong. Two narrow, soft leather straps disappeared over Brenda’s slender, but rounded hips toward her backside. They met in the center of her flat abdomen in a V shape. From the bottom of the V, another narrow strap disappeared between her legs. This strap was pulled snugly against Brenda’s crotch, with the result being that her nether lips bulged open on either side. Tori could see that her friend’s mound was cleanly shaven and her labia looked swollen and amazingly aroused. She swallowed, still staring, as she realized that the sight of her friend like this had caused a disturbing stirring to begin deep in her own abdomen.

“Tori? Please, I really have to pee.” Brenda implored.

“What? Oh, yeah…sorry. What do you need me to do?”

Turning around to expose her backside, Brenda said, “You need to unlock me.”

Tori Escort bayan Ankara saw that the two hip straps met again in a V just at the cleft of Brenda’s buttocks. The bottom strap, wedged tightly between her cheeks came up to meet the other two, where they were all joined by a small gold padlock. She approached reluctantly realizing that there was no way to open the padlock without touching Brenda more intimately than she had ever touched another woman. It wasn’t helping that Brenda was clenching and unclenching her tight little cheek muscles and wiggling her derriere around, trying to control her urge to relieve herself. Tori found herself experiencing feelings and surprising desires that she had never even thought of before. Standing close behind Brenda, Tori suddenly was very aware of the other woman’s shining brunette hair. It thickly cascaded about her shoulders with a slight natural wave and Tori wondered that she had never noticed the brilliant auburn highlights before. Unconsciously leaning slightly forward she caught the faint whiff of coconut as Brenda turned her head to look questioningly into her eyes.

Tori quickly took a step back and cleared her throat, looking down to deal with the task at hand. She gently hooked her left index finger under one of the hip straps and slid it along until it was under the shining padlock. The straps were hooked quite tightly and the action pressed her finger deeply against Brenda’s warm flesh. Tori felt a jolt of electricity run from her finger right up her arm and into her belly. What was she thinking? She quickly slipped the key in to unlock and remove the padlock, dropping them both into the pocket of her jacket. As she watched the two hip straps fall away, she couldn’t stop herself from letting one finger slip softly across the swell of Brenda’s trembling left cheek.

Leaning forward and thrusting her buttocks toward Tori, Brenda looked back over her shoulder at her and quietly said, “Now, just slide that other strap down.” Never looking up, Tori reached out and, grasping the top end of the strap began to slowly slip it down and out from between Brenda’s buttocks. As she did, she watched its progress intently. When it reached the crux between Brenda’s buttocks and the top of her thighs, Tori reluctantly released it.

Brenda turned to face Tori and spread her legs apart as the straps fell down between her legs. Strangely, they didn’t drop to the floor, but hung there as if they were somehow stuck in Brenda’s crotch. Tori looked up from this sight as Brenda told her, “Okay, now you have to unhook the clasp.” Seeing the confused look on her friend’s face, Brenda reached down with one hand and, thrusting her hips forward, spread her labia to expose her inner folds.

Tori bent closer to look. She couldn’t quite believe what she was seeing. A mere few inches from her eyes, Brenda’s swollen nether lips were spread exposing her engorged, dark pink inflamed sex. Her clit was large and distended. Tori thought she could even see it throbbing slightly with…well, she wasn’t sure she wanted to know what it was throbbing with, although it was quite evident. The entire area was soaked with Brenda’s fluids and the sweet, musky aroma that enveloped Tori was obvious and, she thought, intoxicating. As she stared, Tori could feel her own juices starting to flow as her vaginal muscles clutched at her. She squinted down between Brenda’s lips to try to identify the strange contraption that seemed to be attached to her. There was a small object with two tiny clips that surrounded her clit. From the object a thin wire hung down, appearing to be what was attaching it from Brenda to the leather thong.

“What is it?” Tori asked, looking up at Brenda’s unreadable expression.

“It’s a butterfly, a vibrator. It works with a remote control device.” Now Brenda smiled shyly, but mischievously at Tori. “Jack has that.”

Tori had to stop and think for a moment before realizing the full implications of what her friend had just told her. Looking at Brenda with the beginnings of anger at such indignity being imposed upon her by her husband, she retorted, “You mean he locks you into this thing, makes you go out in public and, and… .”

“No, no. It’s not like that at all,” Brenda broke in. “Look, can we talk about this after I pee? I really need you to get me out of this.”

“Oh, sorry, okay.” Tori knelt down in front of Brenda. Brenda had returned both hands to the task of holding her skirt up and out of the way, so Tori took her left palm and pressed it against the other woman’s smooth mound as she reached her thumb and forefinger down to slide between and spread Brenda’s lips wide. “It’s kind of hard to see what I’m doing here. Could you cock your hips forward a little again?” Tori was surprised when Brenda thrust her hips quickly toward her almost before she’d gotten the request out, practically hitting Tori in the nose with her wet pussy and causing the dangling thong to swing forward and back, pulling on her already engorged clit. Bayan escort Ankara Glancing upward, she saw that Brenda now had her eyes closed and she was slowly licking her lips with the tip of her tongue. Tori could also see Brenda’s hard, erect nipples poking out through the fabric of her silky dress. She didn’t need to check to know that her own nipples were also hard and erect. She could feel them straining at her breasts…if she could only just touch them a little. But, what was really disconcerting was the urge she felt to reach up and touch Brenda’s nipples. Tori took a deep breath and felt her own taut nipples through her blouse scrape deliciously against the course fabric inside her jacket.

Tori shook her head and decided that she’d better get this over with quickly. She didn’t want Brenda to see the state she was getting into. Reaching up toward Brenda’s clit she began to gently pry the small clips apart, trying to actually touch her clit as little as possible. This was no small task as the entire area was so wet and slippery. Tori found her fingers slipping continuously as she fumbled about, biting her lower lip and sucking it between her teeth as she tried, unsuccessfully, to ignore the quiet moans coming from above and her own escalating arousal. “There, got it!” she exclaimed triumphantly as the clasps finally let go, accompanied by a gasp from Brenda.

Tori stood up clutching the thong and headed for the door thinking, “Thank God that’s over.” Out loud she said, “I’ll wait for you outside.”

“But, wait. We’re not done.”

Tori stopped dead in her tracks. “We’re not?” She turned back slowly. Brenda had raised one foot up onto the top of the toilet seat, spreading her legs wide apart. With her hips still cocked forward, Tori again had an unobstructed view of Brenda’s swollen, dripping pussy. ”The balls,” Brenda said, blushing now. “We have to get the balls out so I can pee.”

Tori felt a surge travel straight through her belly into her own throbbing clit. “You mean you want me to stick my fingers up, ah, there?”

Brenda’s eyes were locked on the floor as she nodded quickly. “I can’t get them out myself, Tori. Please?”, she implored quietly.

Tori knelt down between her friend’s legs, looking up at her exposed crotch. She had to take a deep breath to steady herself as she realized that her growing problem was not that she didn’t want to do this, but rather that she wanted to do this very much. She slowly raised her right hand and ran her index finger along the inside of the open nether lips. She told herself that this was for lubrication, but she knew that she really just wanted to feel the slick softness that was there. Brenda’s soft sigh from above reminded her of her purpose, so she slowly slipped one finger through the folds and up inside. Sure enough, before getting past even the first knuckle Tori felt something smooth and hard impeding her progress. Brenda was so wet and open that Tori easily added a second finger as she began to explore this unknown territory. As she moved her fingers about inside Brenda, she could feel two balls that filled the space but moved around rubbing against her inner walls at the slightest touch. As they moved Tori was aware of a slight vibration emanating from them. Tori became aware that her own crotch was soaked at the thought of what the combination of those balls inside and the vibrator on Brenda’s clit must feel like. She lost herself in the feel of the smooth, wet velvet walls against her fingertips as she explored the inside of her friend, feeling her own excitement building by the second. Tori found herself clenching her thighs tightly together, fighting the urge to rock her hips in response to her unexpected arousal.

“Oh my god, Tori”, Brenda gasped as she brought a hand down onto Tori’s head and began to grasp at and stroke her short cropped blond hair, pushing her face even closer to her glistening pussy. Tori was lost in the sensations now and, almost without hesitation, reached out her tongue and tentatively flicked the tip of it over Brenda’s engorged clit. Brenda’s hips lurched forward in response, pushing Tori’s mouth firmly between her lips. Tori instinctively closed her mouth around Brenda’s clit and began to gently suckle at it, continuing to stroke it with the tip of her tongue as her fingers plunged in and out in time with the moans now coming from both women.

“I can’t stand it anymore, Tori. I’m going to cum…I’m going to pee!” This brought Tori back to reality. She really didn’t want to be peed on, so she quickly pulled her mouth away and deftly hooking her fingers around the balls pulled them one at a time from her friend’s pussy. Then, grabbing Brenda by the hips, she swung her friend around and swiftly guided her to sit on the toilet. Still kneeling between Brenda’s knees, Tori watched in fascination as Brenda voided and came in a great explosion a mere inches from her eyes. She felt herself begin to shudder in response and pressed her face into Brenda’s firm thigh to quell the sound of her scream as her own climax overcame her.

Time seemed to stand still as the two women’s breathing slowly returned to normal. Tori became dimly aware of Brenda’s hand gently stroking her hair and wiping the beads of perspiration from her forehead.