Dolly and Mona: Adult Baby and Mommy Story

DM10: Wednesday morning

Tuesday night, while Dolly is searching and searching the Internet, when Mona gets home, she slips out of her clothes, makes herself a bowl of salad, and watches the news. Mona does like to remain naked or barely dressed when she is in the privacy of her home. It just feels more comfortable.

Mona's house is large and in a very exclusive neighborhood. The location was suggested as one of a few to consider buying a home in when she was made an Executive Vice President. It is fine with her, and her salary makes the monthly payments seem nominal. The rooms are all large, with several bathrooms attached to rooms for guests to use. Not that Mona ever has guests over for the night.

After finishing dinner and the news, Mona walks through her house looking at the different bedrooms and realizes one would fit the needs of Dolly and her with some redecorating. That is if Dolly really means what she said she is looking for.

Mona, with all her heart, hopes that Dolly's and her fantasies will click together so it could be a wonderful thing between the two. And with many mixed feelings, trying to figure out how they could even begin this with their work conditions, Mona is still buoyant about what she hopes is ahead.

She returns to her desk, takes out some lovely cream stationery, and begins to handwrite a note. She, as always, is so careful that there is not a mistake in the billet-doux she writes.

My dearest Dolly,

I cannot believe that we have found each other. Each is wanting precisely what we have been longing for. I hope you have done some research, and I want you to take as long as you need to understand fully and can tell me your parameters and boundaries. I am sure somehow; we will both decide on the same level it could be.

I do want to say that I yearn, within such a setting, we would also allow our obvious sexual attraction to play a part also. I dream you also desire that, but if it is not what you want, I will understand.

I cannot put into words how you have for the last nine months affected me. Your beauty and dare I say, very youthful, appearance has stirred me more than once. (I confess, most days and nights since we met).

I am taking a huge risk writing this down, especially if you are not interested. I am putting myself in your hands in a way. You could cost me everything with my position if this were known. But your sweet demeanor, I think I can trust you completely.

We will talk more soon about both of our expectations and figure out how to make this work. I know from your comments that you are not happy with your job. Not that you have anything against your position and responsibilities, but it is not your calling in life.

Could I be so bold to suggest that perhaps, if this is something we both want to move forward, and it feels right between us, that maybe you would not have to work anymore, just be my beautiful little thing.

Know you have wiggled your way into my heart, and I do not want to think of you ever leaving there.

M

oOo

Wednesday morning, coming into work, Mona detours to Dolly's desk and drops the sealed note on her desk. She is a little surprised that Dolly is not there already. Mona is still unsure since not hearing back from her last night. Mona wondering almost did not drop the note off, but she decides, if I want to have this happen, then I do have to take some risks.

From her office, where Mona kept looking up, she sees Dolly get off the elevator about fifteen minutes late. She watches as Dolly hurries to her desk and gets things up and running for the day. Thank goodness her boss is notorious for not getting to work until almost nine-thirty.

Mona, trying not to be seen watching Dolly so intensely, sees Dolly at her desk pick up the envelope. Mona stares as Dolly looks at it, then laying it down and picking up her cell phone.

A moment later, Mona hears her phone jiggle announcing a text coming in. She picks up her phone and sees the message from Dolly.

Mommy, I am so sorry about last night. I was bad. I stayed up way too late caught up in all that I was discovering from your suggestions. It is a lot to absorb, and I know I was naughty not getting to bed when I should have. But now I understand how many others share these same desires, and the different levels possible. It is a lot for me to think about. But know, I am sorry for disappointing you not responding last night. I am going to read the note, which I hope is from you right now.

Dolly looks down the hall to see Mona looking at her message, smiling some, and beginning to type. Minutes later, Dolly hears her phone chime, and she looks at the message.

Baby girl, that was very naughty of you. And staying up so late made you late for work, and you will probably be grumpy all day. From now on, your bedtime is nine p.m., and you will need to text me each night to let me know you are in bed at that time. Understand you must not lie to me, as I will know.

I am happy that you did find the research helpful, and we do need to talk more about each of our expectations. Today, keep busy with work. Leave on time, when at home, get in your jammies and research a little more, but not after nine o'clock. Be clear in your mind what you want or don't want, so you can use your words carefully to tell me what you are desiring.

Dolly is elated with Mona's response, but also so disappointed that she said they would not see each other today. Dolly is so on edge, and yes, mainly brought on by lack of sleep, but she feels her cunt burning with desire, and all she can think of is kissing Mona long and hard.

oOo

This surprises Dolly, as never before has she ever been with a woman or even thought of one this way. Yes, her fantasizes used to have a blurred woman taking care of her. Until she met Mona, and she started to star in that role. But to lust for another woman? Not just as a caregiver, but also so much more is eye-opening for Dolly.

Dolly opens Mona's letter and reads it with tears of joy coming to her eyes. She barely has finished and stuffed it in her purse when her boss arrives. Dolly resumes her look of a dedicated employee for him as they said good morning, and she hands him his mail.

Dolly makes it through the day, though she so craves to take a nap. Mommy/Mona is right. She is somewhat cranky underneath all day. Thinking this, it stirs Dolly so. And then she started thinking about all the things the last few days Mona should discipline her for.

Mix up with the meeting, catching her masturbating in the woman's room, not responding to Mona's message last night, and her staying up way too late to be moody today. If Mommy/Mona decides to punish Dolly for all of these already, Dolly envisions herself over mommy's lap for a good while.

Just before the end of the day, as Dolly is clearing things away for the night, her phone chimes, and she sees another message from Mona. And Dolly realizes that when putting her information into Dolly's phone yesterday, Mona changed the ring tone for her calls and messages coming in. Now, quickly learning like Pavlov's Dogs, when Dolly hears the bell, she responses immediately.

Baby, text me when you get home. Follow the rules I told you this morning for tonight. If you are a good girl and get in bed by eight instead of nine, you can text me, and I will call you for us to talk some.

Dolly quickly replies.

Yes, mommy, I will do as you say, and if it means an opportunity for us to talk, I will be in bed by eight and text you.

Dolly quickly finishes shutting down and heads to the elevator. As she stands there waiting, she lifts her hand just a little to wave to Mona as she leaves.

Was it just yesterday that Dolly held Mona's hand in the elevator, and all the happened since? Dolly, still groggy for lack of sleep, feels like she is entering a dreamworld she never wants to leave.