(continued from Lauren's Story - Chapter 1)...

Lauren cleaned up what she could, finished running her daily reports, and started picking up her things so that she could lock up and leave. As she reached for her purse, she realized that Sarah's purse was sitting beside her desk. "If she's leaving for the weekend, she's going to need that," Lauren thought as she grabbed it. "I can just drop it off on the way to my apartment. If she's in the shower cleaning up, James can take it from me." And with that she locked the office door and headed toward their apartment.
As she got to the door she thought she heard some noises coming from within and thought twice about ringing the doorbell. But she thought about how painful her life would be if she had to go a weekend out of town without her purse, so she rang the doorbell. She listened intently for sounds from the apartment but now there was silence..."Maybe this was a bad idea..." she thought to herself.
Just then she had Sarah's voice through the door, "Hang on!"
Lauren responded, "I brought you your purse." She then realized what Sarah might have meant with some of her comments and thought that she might be interrupting some very personal activities. "If you want I can just keep it until you need it at my place."
"No, I'll get it now. It will give you a chance to ask more questions..." And with that Sarah opened up her front door, just enough for Lauren to get a brief glance inside but no view of Sarah. "Come on in but you'll have to excuse the mess..."
As she walked into the apartment, the first thing Lauren noticed was plastic tarp covering nearly everything in sight. Then she saw a small kiddie pool in the middle of the room and then she turned and looked at Sarah. She just thought Sarah was messy earlier, now Sarah was almost completely covered from head to toe in what looked like green and blue slime, on top of the pie from earlier. She then turned and saw James whose face was covered in cream pie as well. "I should probably go."
"Hang on, you had questions. I'm going to try and explain some of what you see." Sarah said, almost laughing out loud as she spoke. "What James and I enjoy together is called WAM."
"Ok?" Lauren responded with her eyes still scanning over the entire room. There was a table with more cream pies, there were buckets of colored liquid, other things that she had no idea what they were.
"WAM stands for Wet and Messy. Some people, like us, like to get wet and messy and play around in it. Some people, like us, especially James, get turned on, and it leads to some amazing sex. Some people, like me, enjoy the sensation of the different things on our skin and clothes. Following me so far?"
"So, it's your fetish?"
"To put it in basic terms, yes."
"Ok, that's the terms that I can process it in. So I'll go with that explanation."
"Any other questions?" Sarah asked.
There were all sorts of questions in Lauren's head at that point. "What does it feel like? What happens to your clothes? Where did you get all that stuff? How does it turn James on? And the list went on. But Lauren responded, "probably, but I'll let you guys get back to it on your own."
"Well, since you stopped by, and it is my birthday, would you like to put a pie in my face to celebrate? Have you ever put a pie in someone's face? It's a pretty fun thing to do!"
"No, I have not done that, never been presented with the opportunity."
"Now I am presenting you with the opportunity. Take the chance while you can, unless you have something else to get to?" Sarah responded, knowing full well that Lauren had no plans for the evening. "James, will you pick out a pie for Lauren to use?"
James went over to the table and picked up one of the big cream pies. As he walked over to Lauren, Sarah moved over next to one of the tarp covered walls. "I guess you got James back already?" Lauren asked as James smiled with his pie covered face.
"Don't go easy on her," he said. "She got me pretty good, she can take whatever you can dish out."
Lauren took the pie from James and it was significantly heavier than she expected. The cream pie top was apparently covering some heavy pie filling. "What kind of pie is this?" she asked.
"No idea," said James. "Up to you to find out when you give it to Sarah." That answer made Lauren smile for some reason and she walked towards Sarah with a big grin on her face.
"See, you're already happier than you were earlier just by carrying this pie. Wait until you get the sensation of smashing it in someone's face..." Sarah said, grinning as well.
Lauren got over to Sarah and asked, "Do I count to three? Do I just surprise you? How do I do this?"
"Just do whatever you want," James responded. "Just make sure the pie tin is empty when you finish. Anything left has been known to come back at the person giving the pie." Lauren did not want that to happen. She was wearing her black pencil skirt and one of her favorite white blouses.
"Ok, here it goes..." she said lifting the pie up with both hands. Sarah was a little bit taller that Lauren but Lauren still had her heels on so they were pretty close in height. She pushed the pie forward into Sarah's face with both hands and, thinking about what James had said, smeared it all over Sarah's head.
The pie filling was chocolate and it was dripping off of Sarah's face falling into that wide cleavage opening of her dress. It still felt like there was some filling in the pie tin, so she continued to smear it down Sarah's right shoulder and arm, all the way down to her hand. The pie tin was empty. Ok, she felt better now.
Apparently, Sarah and James felt better too, because they were both laughing out loud as Lauren dropped the empty pie tin to the floor. "Great job. You're a natural," James giggled.
"Happy birthday Sarah. Have a great weekend." Lauren said as she started heading for the door.
"Wait!" yelled out Sarah. "I believe the birthday girl gets a birthday wish as well..."
"What do you mean?" Lauren responded.
"Have you ever been hit with a pie in the face before? I think you need to experience that as well, for my birthday. I mean, it's only fair, right?"
"I don't want to mess up my clothes and I already bought you lunch, that was nice, wasn't it? Lauren had a feeling she wasn't going to win this argument and part of her, on the inside, really wanted to see how it felt. She couldn't believe she was thinking that way, but she was genuinely curious.
"James, go get Lauren a set of my workout clothes. This is happening."
James quickly came back into the room with a sports bra and some shorts. Lauren laughed, "there's no way that sports bra is fitting me, Sarah is about 2-3 sizes bigger than me." James left the room again and this time came back with an old t-shirt, shorts, and a pair of socks.
"Ok, girlfriend, go change and be ready to have your view on life changed," Sarah said, smiling at Lauren.
Lauren walked into the bathroom and closed the door. "Am I really going through with this? What am I getting myself into?" But the other voice in her head was excited and pushed her to start getting out of her work clothes. She took off her heels, unzipped her pencil skirt, letting it fall to the floor, and unbuttoned her blouse. She stood there, in Sarah and James's bathroom in her underwear, looking at herself in the mirror. She had a great figure, she worked out religiously to keep it that way. But what was it going to look like in a few minutes? She decided to save her bra, so she took it off and put on the old t-shirt and shorts. The shorts fit perfect, the shirt was a little big and she felt a little exposed with her breasts being out of her bra and a little exposed in the shirt that was used to Sarah's large "assets." She was about to walk out when she saw the socks on the counter that James had handed her. She didn't understand what those were for but didn't want to be rude so she slid on the athletic socks that came all the up to the top of her calves. "That's a little weird," she thought to herself as she opened the door.
"Here she comes," Sarah shouted as Lauren walked down the hallway. She could tell that some things had been going on while she was in there as James had some blue and green marks around his crotch area that clearly looked like Sarah had been playing around with him. She immediately felt bad for interrupting them and was about to apologize when Sarah grabbed her arm, leaving blue and green marks, and pulled her over to the wall where Sarah had stood for her pie. "Are you ready?'
"Definitely not," Lauren responded. But as she responded Sarah pushed one of the enormous cream pies into her face.
Everything went dark as Lauren could feel Sarah's hands smearing the pie all over her head. She felt drips of the cream drop down into the opening of the t-shirt onto her breasts. At first it made her jump but it was a sensation that she had never felt before. All in all, it wasn't as bad as she expected. She opened her mouth to breathe and to taste the pie. It tasted like chocolate as well and she pictured in her mind what Sarah had looked like earlier and figured that's what she looked like now. She couldn't hear anything as the pie had covered her ears, but she could still feel Sarah's hand pushing the pie tin all around. She felt it on the back of her head and going down her back when it stopped. She felt Sarah's hand scrape out some pie from her ears and heard Sarah's voice.
"You went without a bra for your first time? That's very brave of you. How does it feel?"
"Not bad at all," Lauren tried to respond through the chocolate and cream.
She felt Sarah lift the pie tin off of her back and then felt her hand grab the opening of the t-shirt. She couldn't see what was happening but then she could feel more chocolate and cream drip down onto her exposed breasts. All of a sudden she could feel herself getting turned on. "This shouldn't be happening," she thought to herself. "I need to go."
Lauren felt Sarah let go of her shirt and nothing was touching her at that moment so she wiped her eyes as clean as she could and saw Sarah and James both standing there looking at her. "So, are you ok?" Sarah asked.
"I'm kind of a mess, but I should probably get home. Sorry to interrupt you guys. How should I clean up?"
"You are no longer a pie virgin, congrats! You can go ahead and use the shower in the bathroom where you changed. Don't worry about the mess it will leave in the shower, we'll get that later. Also, you probably will want to take off your socks as they are covered in pie as well." Lauren hadn't even noticed that.
She took off her socks and gently walked down the hall into the bathroom, listening to James and Sarah laugh and then she assumed kiss. As she got into the bathroom she got her first glimpse of what she looked like in the mirror. "OMG," she thought. Her hair was covered in chocolate and cream and was pointed in every direction. Her t-shirt was covered with the same mess, and she then realized it was the same deal underneath the shirt. She turned on the hot water, jumped in the shower and spent 10 minutes just rinsing herself off.
As she got out of the shower, she finally felt a little bit cleaner, "I'll take another shower when I get home," and now needed process what had just happened. "First, I need to get out of here without causing a problem," she thought as she listened to Sarah and James playing out in the main room. Hopefully, it wouldn't be too awkward for her to walk out.
She headed down the hallway, with her hair wet, in her original work clothes and heels. "Hi Lauren, " Sarah called out to her from the kiddie pool in the middle of the room. "Everything ok?"
"Yes, everything is fine. I'm going to head on home now. Happy birthday, hope you two have a great weekend."
"We'll talk more about this next week, ok?" Sarah asked.
"I don't see how we couldn't," Lauren responded as she headed out the front door.