An intimate moment is barged in on

I had just woken up and prepared some food for myself. Because I no longer had any appointments or places to be, I had stopped setting an alarm, and I hardly ever checked the time. I walked past the calendar that still hung on my fridge, and realized that it must be Thursday today.

My tummy cramped a little. At first I thought this must be maybe because of my breakfast that I had just devoured, but I realized that it came from a lower part of my body. It almost felt like a period cramp. It couldn’t be, though, right? I had been on birth control pills after all ever since I’d been 16 years old or so?

I tried to think back when I had last taken my pills, and I realized I hadn’t taken my pills ever since I had gotten back from the zoo. But I also surely hadn’t taken them while I had been at the zoo. That means the last time must have been either last week Wednesday or Friday!

Oh well, there was no point in taking any pill now. I was simply going to have to endure this period. I had to have a spare box of tampons somewhere, but had no idea where. It had been a really long time that I needed them. At first I went through my toiletries, but they could not be found there. Ultimately I ended up finding them in one of the boxes that was still full with seldomly used stuff.

I also realized that I had no idea what, if any, birth control I should use during my stay at the zoo. As far as I knew they had no plans to hook me up with a male exhibit mate, nor was I aware of any breeding programs, I grinned. Was it something I should discuss with the zoo upfront? Was it a subject that the director was going to have an opinion about? It was a man who was running a business, the zoo, not some gynaecologist after all. This was just going to be one of the many things that I didn’t yet know, and of which I wasn’t sure when to bring it up.

I took one of the tampons out of the box and removed the plastic wrap. Next, I pried the string loose. It had been a very long time since I last did this, so I did it much more clumsily than it should. The box had only contained cheap ones without an applicator, so it was time to get my fingers dirty. I went to the toilet, opposite from the front door, and put one leg on the toilet for easier access. I hadn’t even contemplated to close the door, but maybe I should have...

Slowly, I inserted the tampon in my pussy. It took a bit of maneuvering to get it just right. I wasn’t sure if I had inserted it wrongly, or that I simply had to get used to the feeling again, so I wiggled it back and forth a little hoping that I would find a position in which it would be most comfortable.

Suddenly, I heard someone at the front door, and before I knew it there was a man standing in my hallway right next to me. My cheeks turned beet red that very instant, and I totally froze. My fingers still stuck up my pussy. This man, dressed in a button down shirt, wearing slacks and a professional looking camera hanging around his neck.

“Oh, don’t mind me, ” he said cheerily. “They said I could just, uhm, ‘barge in’, were the exact words they used, I think. And I was told to simply ignore any possible occupants of this apartment.”

It was true that I had given a spare key to the zoo’s director to aid in the sale of my condo, and it was also true that I had said that there was no need to call upfront. But walk in on me like this? It almost felt as if my condo had become some kind of public property or something, and my most intimate moments were now for anyone to see, even when in the confines of my own home.

The man took put his camera to his face, and shot a picture of me; naked, one leg still on the toilet bowl, two fingers still inserted in my pussy, my cheeks beet red from embarrassment.

“No worries, “ he said, “that photo is just for my personal collection. The others we’ll use to put up the listing of this place. Just try to stay out of view, if you can”

With that, the man proceeded to make a photo of my hallway, as he moved to continue making photos of my living room. I slowly unfroze, removed my fingers from my pussy, and decided that for now the tampon wasn’t going to be any more comfortable than it currently was.

I washed my hands and heard the strange man in my house moving some things around. When I walked into the living room I saw him snapping some more photos.

“Just trying to make the room a little bit more spacious and presentable. Helps sell the place faster”, he said.

I just stood in the doorway, hoping that he’d finish quickly. As he moved to my bed room I sat down on the couch. I could hear him move some stuff around, but didn’t dare look to see what he was doing with my own personal things.

After about five minutes or so we walked past me, and said; “Well, that was it. Thank you for your cooperation”, with a warm smile on his face. With that he walked out the front door which I could hear him lock.

Luckily, I was alone again.