Lynn LaFleur - Door Prize

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Door Prize

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Door Prize Copyright 2009 Lynn LaFleur

Edited by Raelene Gorlinsky

Cover art by Syneca

Electronic book Publication May 2009

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Door Prize

Lynn LaFleur

Chapter One

Cindy leaned closer to Lynda and whispered, She looks like Mrs. Santa Claus.

Yeah, she does, Lynda whispered back. No wonder Santa is always so jolly.

Cindy giggled along with her friend. When her co-worker, Kay, had invited her to a Womans Delight party, shed had no idea that a bespectacled, gray-haired woman named Merry would be demonstrating dildos and butt plugs.

That didnt fit her image of Mrs. Claus.

Merry clapped her hands. All right, its time for our door prize drawing. She picked up a clear container holding small stubs of paper and shook it. Everyone get your ticket.

Cindy reached into the pocket of her slacks and took out the pink ticket shaped like an erect penis. Well, it was certainly original.

And the winner is Merry looked over the crowd, her eyes twinkling. Number thirteen!

Cindy gave a squeal of delight. Its me!

Applause followed her as she walked over to Merry. Smiling, Merry handed her a large silver gift bag tied with a pink ribbon. Congratulations.

Thanks. Whats in it?

Oh, a few things to make your nights more fun.

Cindy returned to her chair. Lynda peered over Cindys shoulder as she untied the ribbon and opened the bag.

Oh my God, Lynda breathed. Look at all that stuff!

Cindy lookedand gulped. A quick glance showed her the bag contained a large, lifelike dildo, packages of condoms, flavored lubricant, and two books by her favorite erotic romance author. More items lay at the bottom of the bag, but Cindy quickly closed it before checking out what else was inside.

That concludes my demonstration, Merry said. Kay has refreshments in the dining room. Ill answer any questions you have and help you with your orders.

Lynda stood. Lets get something to drink.

Sounds good. Cindy followed her friend into the dining room. She filled a cup with hot chocolate and handed it to Lynda, then picked up another cup to fill for herself.

With all that stuff you won, you wont have to buy anything, Lynda said after swallowing a bite of shortbread cookie.

I wouldve bought something since its Kays party, but not much.

Why not?

Cindy shrugged. Im not into toys. Id rather have the real thing.

Well, so would I, honey, but when the real thing isnt around, toys are great. She sipped her cocoa. And theyre great to use with a guy.

I dont think I could use a dildo while a guy watched.

Its a lot of fun with the right guy. Lynda picked up another shortbread cookie and took a bite. Colin would use them with you.

Cindy almost choked on her cocoa. Colin? Your brother Colin?

Yeah, my brother Colin. Hes always had a thing for you.

That statement was so ridiculous, Cindy snorted with laughter. Colin only goes for gals with no brains so they fawn all over him. Im not a fawner.

Ill admit my brother usually dates gals with more fluff than substance, but hes tired of that. If you gave him the least bit of encouragement, hed be all over you.

Lynda, Colin is my friend. Ive never thought of him as boyfriend material.

Dont think of him as boyfriend material. Think of Colin as someone to try out that dildo with you. She glanced at her watch. Speaking of my brother, Ill go call him and tell him were ready to leave. Itll take him half an hour to get here, so well have plenty of time to make our purchases and say goodbye to Kay.

After Lynda left, Cindy returned to her chair in the living room. Picking up her door prize, she opened the bag and peeked inside. In addition to the items shed already seen, the bag also held Ben Wa balls, fur-lined handcuffs, nipple clamps, and a vibrating butt plug.

A vibrating butt plug. Good grief.

Toys werent a total mystery to Cindy. Shed had a dildo for years that she enjoyed using. The other items in the bag left her bewildered. They would probably get tossed in a drawer or given to her more adventurous friends.

It wasnt as if she had a man in her life with whom she could share them.

Without warning, an image of Colin popped into her head. With his black hair, blue eyes and athletic build, he would turn any womans head for a second look. Cindy was no exception. Shed had a few sexual fantasies about him in the four years shed known him. Okay, more than a few. She couldnt help admiring his good looks, even though she knew she wasnt his type. Colin went for the tall, lanky model type. At five-four and wearing a size fourteen, she didnt look anything like a tall, lanky model.

It was too bad he was so drop-dead gorgeous and so totally wrong for her.

* * * * *

Colin pulled into the driveway of Kays house. The snow had finally stopped falling, so he could plainly see his sister through the large picture window, talking with a gray-haired woman. He tooted the horn twice. Lynda looked his way and waved.

A moment later, the front door opened. Lynda came out, closely followed by Cindy. Colins heartbeat sped up at the sight of the lovely redhead. He grinned. She would get pissed at him when he called her a redhead, swearing her hair was auburn, not red.

Whatever color she called it, he wanted to bury his fingers in it while he devoured her mouth.

Unfortunately for him, the only thing Cindy wanted from him was friendship. Despite the little hints hed dropped that he wouldnt mind being more than a friend, Cindy still treated him like a brother.

Maybe it was time for a more direct approach.

Lynda opened the back door on the drivers side. Hey, bro.

Hey, sis. He switched his attention to Cindy as she slid into the passenger seat. Hi, Cindy.

Hi. She smiled. Thanks for picking us up.

I didnt have much of a choice since my loving sister threatened bodily harm if I didnt.

I dont like driving in snow.

Its December in Michigan, sis. Theres gonna be snow on the roads.

Just drive, Colin.

Yes, maam. He chuckled as he backed out of the driveway. Where to?

I live the closest, Lynda said. Drop me off first.

* * * * *

Lynda opened her door as soon as Colin stopped his car. Halfway out of the back seat, she said, Thanks for the ride. Tell Cindy to show you what she won tonight. With a grin, she waved and slammed the door.

Heat flooded Cindys face. She was going to kill her friend.