I came home on Wednesday after dance class and I hadn't been home for very long when A said he needed me to go for a walk. There is a package for you, he said, at the top of the fire stairs. I had an inkling that a walk may not just be 'a walk', but since he said it was a package it didn't sound like too much effort, so I went right away.
I've never been to the top of the fire stairs before. It's a plain concrete stairwell, fairly dusty, that leads up about 6 floors to the rooftop. There is a door to the rooftop that is locked. Hanging on the door handle of that door was a platic gift back with "Miss C" written on it. Inside the back was a vibrator. There was also a towel on the stairs, one I recognised as ours.
My initial reaction was frustration! I was so tired from work and dance class that I just didn't feel in the mood to do what he obviously expected. I stomped around and sighed a lot, then came to terms with the fact that I needed to do it, so I may as well accept it. That was when I took off my clothes, leaving me naked in the stairwell that I had no guarantees wouldn't need to be used at any moment. I was just starting to caress myself in preparation when I heard a door slam downstairs - shit! Someone was coming. I rushed to put my clothes back on and looked down the well to see if I could see anyone.
It was A. I was livid. He came upstairs to where I was, and was obviously surprised to find me dressed and not complying with his task. I told him how he'd startled me and now I was going to need some time to settle down before I could resume. I'm sure he was disappointed that he wouldnt get a show, but he left me alone and I sat back down and removed my clothes again.
It didn't take too long for me to get back in the mood. The risk of the public place (and sitting right next to a door that lead who knew where?) soon lit my fires and I was able to get the juices flowing again. I rubbed my clit and pleasured myself. I even took out my phone and took a snap of what I was doing and sent it to A so that he would know I was back on track. When I felt my orgasm coming on, I stood up in the stairwell and when the orgasm came it was very strong and cleansing. I returned to the apartment with a smile on my face.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
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