3. First Day of Probation - 1: A Date with Dana
Bzzz~ Bzzz~ Bzzz~ Bzzz~
Ugh... shit... who the hell is calling this early? Eyes barely open, I groped through the pile of clothes I'd dumped in the middle of the room, hunting for the phone buzzing somewhere inside it.
"Hel... khh. Hello?"
"Juhan? Are you up?"
"Who... Ah! Dana. Of course I'm up. Been up for a while now."
The moment Park Dana—the only young woman who ever called me these days—flashed through my head, my eyes snapped open and I sat bolt upright.
"Thank goodness. I was worried when I didn't hear from you last night. Hmm~ I should be there in about fifteen minutes."
"Ah, fifteen minutes... huh?? W-wait, where???"
"Where else? Your place, of course. I did tell you we'd be heading over with the moving crew by nine. You didn't forget, did you?"
There it was, plain as day, in the messages we'd exchanged yesterday afternoon.
"Forget? No way. I just lost track of time sleeping... I mean, doing stuff, and didn't notice it had gotten this late. It's fine. Come on over. Come. Of course you can come."
Scratching my wrecked bedhead, I babbled whatever came out, not even sure what I was saying.
"Pfft... I'll call you when I arrive."
"Yeah~ Drive safe. Take it slow. Slowly~"
The second I hung up, I stripped off the clothes reeking of last night's booze and bolted for the bathroom. Brushing my teeth brought the smell of yesterday's drinking right back up, and with it, nausea.
"Huuurk~~~~. Hurk!! Huu~rk~~"
Dry heaving the whole time, I still didn't stop, washing myself as fast as I possibly could. It was probably the fastest I'd cleaned up since my army days. As I rubbed on skin lotion, I thought about what to wear.
Either way, I was moving today, so anything that restricted movement seemed like a bad idea. But with Dana coming over, I didn't want to look like a slob either. I dug out the closest things I owned to decent brands: jeans, a navy short-sleeve tee, and a zip-up hoodie.
Next I opened the window to air the place out and straightened the blankets I'd collapsed in. The moment I started gathering up the mess around the room, the doorbell rang.
Ding~ dong~
"Just a second~"
As I headed for the door, something black on my low table caught my eye.
Shit! That would've been a disaster.
I snatched Dana's black panties off the table and stuffed them into my pocket, then hurried to the entrance. When I opened the door, five people were standing in the narrow hallway outside.
At the front stood Dana in denim hot pants and a white boxy tee, a thin gray knit cardigan draped over her shoulders. My eyes went straight to her smooth bare legs, white socks peeking out above sky-blue sneakers.
"Someone was just coming in at the entrance, so I came straight up."
"Ah... yeah."
"Then I'll come in."
With a slight bow of her ponytailed head, Dana slipped inside past me.
Behind her were two middle-aged women in masks, gloves, and aprons, and two burly men wearing the same masks and gloves, gripping a yellow plastic crate and a hand truck.
"Uh. Oh! Hello there~"
I bowed my head to the group and followed Dana inside. At the entryway she skillfully pulled out disposable white shoe covers, slipped them over her sneakers, and headed into the room. When I followed her in, the other four covered their shoes the same way and came in after us.
"Hmm~ Not much stuff, as expected. Are all the appliances included with the unit?"
"Yeah. No! Wait—the air fryer's the only thing I bought myself."
After running a few questions by me, Dana started issuing instructions with brisk efficiency. It was decided that what little furniture I owned would all be thrown out. Watching her order nearly everything but my computer and clothes tossed, while I dodged the workers and shuffled from spot to spot, I somehow ended up out by the entrance.
As I stood there watching my belongings get wrapped and boxed at lightning speed, Dana came over.
"You should go down and rest, Juhan."
"No, I'm fine."
"If you stay, it actually gets in the workers' way. Leave it to me and go get yourself something for that hangover."
"How did you know?"
Startled that she'd read my condition so precisely, I stared at her, and she answered with a knowing smile.
"I'll call you when everything's loaded. Go on down."
With her hand on my back, gently steering me, I had no choice but to give ground.
"Okay, okay. Good luck with the heavy lifting."
Dana kept her hand pressed to my back all the way to the elevator. And just before the doors closed on me, she whispered:
"If you get bored, check up on what I've been doing today~"
"Huh???"
How would I even... Oh!
I pressed 1 and stood there thinking, then remembered my phone and pulled it out of my pocket. In the BD-LINK app, I opened the Farm menu and selected Park Dana, then went into her Daily Record. The Daily Record was a personal log kept every single day.
It had her weight and measurements for the day, full-body nude photos, and everything she was wearing that day. From her underwear to her accessories, every single item she had on was documented in photos and videos.
While I was fiddling with the phone, the elevator reached the first floor. The moment the doors opened and I saw someone waiting to get on, I killed the screen, pocketed the phone, and stepped out.
I walked out the main entrance and into the coffee shop on the ground floor of the officetel building. After ordering an iced chocolate, I took a seat in the emptiest corner I could find and pulled my phone out again. On the screen was this morning's nude photo of the woman who'd been standing in front of me just minutes ago.
Shot from a slightly low angle, it made her long legs look even longer. And next came a video. I had just plugged in my earphones and was about to hit play when—
Vrrrm~ Vrrrm~
The vibrating pager I'd left on the table went off. I killed my screen, pocketed the phone, went to the counter to collect my iced chocolate, set it down without touching a drop, and pulled the phone right back out.
I woke the screen again and pressed play. Dana's voice came through the earphones.
"Since today's the day I get to see you, Juhan, I thought I'd bring something special."
Then she reached off-screen and brought something back. In her hand was a smooth pink plastic object, shaped like a crescent moon with a long oval protruding from its center. A vibrator. A toy made for a woman. Dana held it up close to the camera and explained.
"When I put this middle part inside my pussy, this bumpy section on top presses right against my clit. It vibrates here too, along with the part that's inside me. Right here, see?"
Dana parted her legs slightly and brushed her clit with her left hand.
"Ahh~"
Her clit looked smaller than it had on interview day, but it still jut proudly outward.
"Now I'll put this inside my pussy."
Dana reached out of frame. When her hand came back, it was slick with a clear liquid—lube, probably. She smeared it over the protruding shaft of the toy until it glistened, catching the light.
Gripping the base with her right hand, she parted her legs a little and used her left hand to spread her pussy open. She rubbed the toy against her entrance a few times, then slid it in with one smooth push.
"Ahh~"
After adjusting its position with her fingers, she stood up straight and made sure the camera caught exactly how it sat inside her.
"Oh! And the asshole you seemed so interested in, Juhan? I washed it nice and clean and plugged it up properly."
Then she turned around and thrust her ass toward the camera. Between her rounded cheeks gleamed a pink crystal jewel. An anal plug, the kind I'd seen plenty of times in Western porn.
Dana swayed her hips side to side for a moment, then turned back around to face the camera.
"Since I might be overflowing today, I'll wear these panties."
She stepped out of frame briefly and returned with a pair of panties, spreading them wide with both hands to show me. They were hemline panties, black with white polka dots and a little ribbon at the center—cut short at the waist.
After turning them front and back for a good long look, she opened the tiny garment and stepped her long legs in. Once both feet were through, she drew them up slowly. When the panties reached her thighs, she pressed down on the toy seated inside her with her hand one more time, then pulled the panties up over it.
"Ahhn~"
Even just pulling them up drew a moan out of her. Under the table, my pants had somehow grown noticeably tight.
Wearing the panties, Dana fetched a black bra in the same design and put it on. A half-cup, with the same little ribbon at its center. With the bra on, her full breasts looked even more pronounced.
Once her underwear was on, she stepped back a little and struck a few poses like a home-shopping-channel model. After showing me her back as thoroughly as her front, she brought out the denim hot pants and white boxy tee I'd seen her in, and put them on. Then even the act of pulling on her socks got its own close-up.
Just when I thought the video was over, Dana leaned in close to the camera and held up her own phone.
"What's inside my panties right now can be controlled remotely. Once your grade goes up, Juhan, you'll be able to adjust it from your own phone, but not yet. You'll be able to once you receive your dose later today. So for now, I'll set the intensity to low myself."
As she spoke, she showed me the app and switched the toy on. Then she brought her lower half right up against the camera.
Bzzz~ Bzzz~ Bzzz~
Once the screen was filled with the front of her jeans, a faint but unmistakable buzzing came through the earphones.
"Ahhn~ There it is. I'm not supposed to be feeling this good already. I'm going to meet the moving crew and come all the way to your place just like this. I honestly don't know how soaked my pussy will be by the time I see you. Check it yourself~"
The video ended, but I sat frozen for a while. At some point my left hand had slipped down and was stroking my cock through my pants. Then I realized where I was—a public coffee shop—and yanked my hand back onto the table.
I glanced around, pointlessly checking whether anyone had seen me. Thankfully, nobody was paying me the slightest attention.
Scratching my head, I picked up the iced chocolate—its ice mostly melted by now—and took a sip.
So if that video was accurate, right now that toy is buried inside Dana's pussy, buzzing away...
I kicked myself for oversleeping and missing the chance to check this video beforehand. The woman I'd been talking to on the phone had a sex toy running inside her the whole time, her pussy soaked clean through—how was I supposed to stay calm knowing that?
The moment I started scrubbing back to watch the video again, my phone rang. It was Dana. For an instant it felt like being caught peeping. I took a deep breath and answered.
"Ahem. Yeah. Dana."
"Where are you, Juhan?"
"I'm, uh... in the coffee shop on the first floor of the officetel."
"The packing's mostly done. All you need to do now is come along with me. I'll head over to the coffee shop."
"Yeah. Got it."
I hung up, lifted the cup, and started drinking the iced chocolate.
Gulp, gulp, gulp~ Gllulp~
I downed it in one go, returned the cup, and walked out of the coffee shop.