Chapter 1: Chapter 1
I live with my parents and younger sister in a small town in Indiana. It's a town where everyone knows everyone else and the small- town" feel is part of what makes it so nice. We have a small mall, a movie theater, and a bunch of restaurants and coffee shops. There's a park near our house where people go to exercise and hang out.It's a pretty good place to live.
I've always loved watching people. Ever since I was a kid, I'd watch my parents sex lives and wonder what it would be like to join them. As I got older, I paid more and more attention to the people around me. I started keeping track of who was dating who and who was sleeping with who.It became a game. I would keep a running tab of everyone's relationships and sexual escapades. I would even keep track of who was cheating on who. After all, what good was a relationship if you couldn't share it with others? My parents were married for twenty-one years before my dad passed away. Mom stayed single for a few years before she met Mr. Myers.He was a lawyer in Chicago and had a big enough practice that he could take a few days off a week.
That's how Mom met him. Myers was good looking in a lawyer kind of way. He had a great tan from all the golf he played in the summer and was built like he could bench two of me easily.He had a great personality and was really good at what he did. He was also really good at getting people to do things for him. If you needed a lawyer, you called him. If you needed a plumber, you called him. Hell, if you needed anything, you called him. And he never said no. Even if it was illegal, he would do it.Because that's what lawyers do. They don't say no. It's in their contract. It's in their oath. It's in their DNA. I know because I took the bar exam three times before I passed it. Each time I took it, I got closer and closer to that goal. Until I got to the last one. That was the one that got away. I couldn't get the perfect score I needed. It was a tough pill to swallow but I knew that I didn't need to be a lawyer to do what I wanted. So I gave up my dream of becoming a lawyer and took a job as a receptionist at a law firm in the city. It was a step in the right direction.
I was still young and inexperienced, but I worked hard and got good at what I did. The pay was good, the benefits were good, and most of all, I got to wear skirts to work. I love wearing skirts, the shorter the better. I love how men, and sometimes women, stare at my exposed tighs, dreaming of getting me naked. It makes me horny.
Sometimes when I'm alone in the office, I slide my panty to the side and slip a vibrator inside. I always have a small vibrator hidden in one of my drawers.I use it for a lot of different things, but today, I used it to pleasure myself while I watched a video on YouTube. However , I didn't want to play with myself anymore than necessary. I closed my laptop and walked over to my desk, where I kept some lubricant and condoms. I pulled the package open and dumped some lube onto a condom.Then I sat back at my desk and waited.
A few minutes later, my boss walked in and asked me to come with her. She was going to show me something in the back room. I followed her through the door and down a long hallway. At the end of the hall was a door with a peep hole in it.She pushed it open and gestured for me to come in.
It was a small room with a bed in it. A very small room. There was a dresser across from the bed with a mirror on the back. The room was dimly lit by a single lightbulb.I could barely see anything, but I could hear everything. Voices whispered in my ear, telling me what to do and how to do it.
"Do it to her, Tim. Do it to her good."
"I'm going to cum, guys. I'm going to cum."
"C'mon, baby. C'mon, baby. Let it go."I felt hot. I felt ashamed. I felt used. But I also felt so fucking horny. I wanted to cum so bad. Fuck it. Just do it. Cum for me, baby. Cum for me. That was my mantra. Just cum for me. And I did just that. I came in record time and felt so relieved.