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Chapter 22 by aroes aroes

Where should I go from here? Relax at Tiffany's condo? Check out mine? Someplace else?

Remain in Tiffany's Condo

My mind, having been through so much hustle and bustle, chose to remain in their unit and wait. I see them off, waving goodbye as they head out, locking the door behind them. Once they were gone, I headed to see if I could find something about my size to wear, but I found all the bedroom doors, locked.

I let out a sigh, quickly realizing I should have expected as much, and moved to wait, passing the time switching from watching the TV, reading whatever was there, and playing a few of their games. Part way through, I looked up and found my every move being watched by a camera, aimed at me, the red light on, letting me know it was active. I smiled at it, waved, and went back to what I was up to.

Eventually, I looked back at the camera and was reminded it was still watching me, and proceeded to entertain themselves by rubbing my hand upon my exposed skin. It started innocently enough, but eventually, I'm touching myself before the camera. It was not long before I orgasmed, and I felt it harder than I expected; perhaps being watched had turned me on.

in any event, I pleasured myself before the camera, starting slow, but working slowly faster, my breath quickly growing ragged. I felt my orgasm arriving at regular intervals, the time between them decreasing as I pleased myself before whoever was watching. I climaxed hard just as I heard the door unlock, and I bolted upright, surprised at their timing, and despite the camera, somehow still afraid of being caught.

My breath still ragged, I heard the door open, and Tiffany walked in, along with Chris and Mike. Quickly, she glanced at me, shooting me a knowing look, her voice soft and filled with amusement, "Ready to head out? Don't worry, we can wait for you to rinse your hands off first."

I nodded, feeling the guilt reach my face and hoping they didn't notice. I dash to the kitchen, and raise up my hands in the sink, turning the water off, and the whole time, wondering what to choose. Chris and Mike at first look confused, but once they see me, they make an understanding look, smiling in sudden understanding at what they had almost caught me doing.

Agree to go with them? Head to my place? Dare to ask for Clothes?

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