Day 3 - Early Morning

Dammit, I still had it bad for her huh?

Holding my breath I opened my window and let the cutting air in, as well as the sound of Kate’s pleasure. Both sensations covered me in goosebumps and I was helpless. All I could do was snake my hand down my pants and start rubbing.

I moaned to myself, quietly gently careful never to get louder than the howling wind. It was easy to keep beneath Kate’s volume. It’s always the repressed girls that moan the loudest. I liked it, and wondered if I could get her to repeat the performance if I was with her.

Wondering led to imagining, and imagining of course Les to two frantic fingers exploring myself.

I’d lay her down, pull those workout tights down to her knees, and go to town. No strap or anything. I love pussy, and I love eating it. Mmmm you know she’s on a good diet and that her nectar tastes sweet. Not like me. I’ve had ladies generously claim I tasted like battery acid. So kind.

Oh…

Her pitch is getting higher.

Oh fuck, I’m about to hear my neighbor cum!

Then there’s that other sound. The grunt of the man on top of her. Marshall of course.

I could do without hearing that. Oh but the sounds Kate was making were so heavenly that I could forgive it.

In fact I think I was…

“Did you hear that?” Asked Marshall.

I gasped and fell out of my chair, hand clamped over my mouth.

Fuck me.

I hadn’t been as sneaky as I thought I was.

I sighed miserably and returned to fingering myself on the floor, as the couple returned to their fun.

Had to be one of my more pathetic nights.

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Where does a girl go after a day of dead ends?

Nowhere but up!

I awoke in my cold cold air mattress with a new mission, because I was crushing the other two so hard!

Supervision Required

Objective: Watch a friend get off.

Reward: I like to watch.

Yep there it is.

Showing your hand a little early aren’t you quest master? Trying to get me to perv on…

Oh shit!

Did this happen because of last night? Did the game master know I was listening in on Kate and Marshall?

How?

How?

Marshall heard me last night. Did he know, or figure me out?

I felt cold and it wasn’t from the empty house. I was outclassed here. There were rules to this game I didn’t understand. Not to mention players as of yet unknown to me.

Shit I needed to get back on the hunt.

I sniffed myself. Maybe stop by the YWCA for a shower. Without that quest I was still without power. Hell I should just make the call and turn it on. It’d be faster.

Maybe this whole fucking quest was to throw me off the scent. It’d **** me to spend precious time sniffing around the skirts of my friends while the ur-pervert pranced around unmolested.

Maybe maybe maybe.

If I thought about things too hard I’d be paralyzed with indecision. I needed to make a choice. Which of these fuckers… I mean friends was I going to visit in the morning?

Eric

Blair

Kate

Marshall

Blessing

Ginger