A big surprise! Better than Expected!

“…I need a place to masturbate in private,” she blurted out.

I glanced around, the surprise in my face was genuine. I didn’t think she’d be so forward, perfect.

“And you thought that my shop, which is closed today, would make a perfect place to hide yourself behind these walls and the noise of my hammer, is that it?”

Lilly swallowed hard, “I can’t believe I’m asking,” she squinted her eyes shut, a hand falling to her crotch where she started to feel herself through her red skirt before realizing what she was doing and stopping herself. It was clear that my pheromones were only making her predicament worse, as they should. “I… I should go… I… this was wrong, stupid, so… I’m sorry…. I…”

“It’s fine,” I said, surprising her even more than she had surprised me. “I’ll allow it as often as you need it, but there will be conditions.”

“Often?” She shook her head, “n-no, I just need to this once, then it will go away, th-that’s what they say…”

I shook my head, walking up to her, “well I don’t know who told you that,” I said casually, “but as soon as you get a certain age, man or woman, you get urges to mate, have children, that sort of thing,” I scratched my head as though the topic was embarrassing, “my mother told me she got the urge about once a week, sometimes more often, ever since she turned eighteen.” It was a lie of course, the only reason Lilly was feeling such a strong compulsion was the liquid aphrodisiac I put in her drink. But there was no way for her to know that, and I’d guessed right, they order taught their women very little about their bodies, and Lilly clearly didn’t feel like she was free to ask questions of any of them.

“M-mate…” she swallowed, biting her lip.

I stood over her now as she shifted uncomfortably, her nipples making clear, long, imprints in her shirt. A hand idly fell back to her crotch, she didn’t remove it and it slowly began stroking her pussy through her skirt.