They were outfitting the office with new everything; computer, printer, fax, you name it. Being typical 26 year olds familiar with technology, neither Toni nor Janet was afraid to try hooking it all up themselves, but when the guy from the electronic store offered to do it for free when he showed up to deliver everything, they figured, why not?It was in the middle of the day, and though this particular hour was slow for walk-in customers, it was a useful time to get other things done. The office was small; it had once been a privately-owned pharmacy. In the front room was a small area for customers and the old-fashioned type of raised counter often seen in older drug stores. Behind that was working space for Janet and Toni's moving business. Directly behind that was the actual office, a dorm-sized room with a huge oak desk in the center. This is where the three of them were now. The computer guy had just unpacked the last of the new gizmos, and was on his knees behind the desk, ready to set it all up. Janet and Toni were going through the various motions of their work day, Toni dealing with the billing and Janet making calls. They didn't pay much attention to the computer guy, and he understood enough to let them be so they could work. He burrowed under the huge desk, a gift from Janet's dad, and placed the CPU and power strips so they'd be out of the way and out of sight. It was dark under there, since the desk had no legs, but instead went all the way to the floor and was only open on the chair side. His pocket flashlight was on, and he held it so he could see the areas of concern. Above, Janet, who was on the phone, was just put on hold when a casual glance downward revealed something that caught her attention and made her heart jump. Just two steps away, Toni half sat and half leaned on the side of the desk as she looked through a ledger. She was obviously engrossed in her work, so it couldn't have been on purpose that her short skirt was pushed up a little too far, revealing that warm, soft spot of skin between her legs. Though hidden by shadow, Janet could see well enough to know with certainty that her typically shy best friend and always professional business partner wasn't wearing anything beneath that skirt. The smooth cleft of her lips was obvious and bare. Janet knew that Toni could be tempted by the same sex, but up in the air was whether or not she still wanted to be. It was a question Toni had promised to answer, but things on that front had been quiet for more than a week now. Janet had been patient and hadn't brought it up, but as shy as her friend was, perhaps such a bold move indicated a decision had been made. Janet was so excited to find out, she found herself quivering and instantly wet.
"Can you jiggle the cords for me?" the computer guy asked no one in particular. Toni knew what he meant, and being already at the desk, said she would. The cords for everything sitting on the desk went together and down a hole leading beneath the desk where the outlets and CPU were. Cords to the mouse, keyboard, screen, etc. all tangled together, and by jiggling the cords as he called them out, the computer guy would know which one was which as he hooked them up. He began calling things out, and Toni was almost absent-mindedly jiggling them as she continued looking through the ledger. Toni's legs were still spread just enough, her skirt just high enough, to allow her friend that overwhelming view. And now she was doubly distracted. It was the perfect opportunity for Janet. She crooked her neck and held the phone with her shoulder. She then stepped forward, bent over the desk, pretending to grab something, then reached between Toni's legs with her free hand. Janet's long, slender finger found the spot exactly, and she pushed the tip between the warm lips, then past them, inside.
Toni gasped and her body tightened, but her instinct was not to push Janet away. Instead, she dropped the cords and grabbed Janet's hand, squeezing it tight and pressing it to her. Janet tried to probe deeper, but Toni's grasp kept her from moving either in or out. She even kept her nose buried in the ledger. Janet looked at her, watching her face, waiting for a response, but Toni was like stone. And yet she wasn't pushing her away.
"Fax power cord," came the computer guy's voice from under the desk. There was a brief freeze of time, and then Toni finally looked up into Janet's eyes. They were wanting, but warning. Saying yes, but no. Seconds passed.
