Hurry to a room

I took a deep breath and climbed out of the car. With my head down most of the way, I rushed into the store while trying to avoid making eye contact with anyone.

It's surprising, in the small-ish supposedly conservative religious town where we live, exactly how many customers are in the sex store every day. The parking lot is always full, and as I rushed through the building, the inside was no different. I slipped down the middle aisle and into a curtained off section at the back labeled "Viewing Rooms."

Beyond the curtain was a long section of hallways with doors on either side. A sign said "Leave doors open when unoccupied" and from the look of it, most of the rooms were currently in use. I could hear sex sounds coming from some of the, but there was no way to tell if they were real or from a movie.

I found an open door on the right side of the hall and quickly stepped inside, closing the door behind me. It was a small room with a television on the back wall and a black leather love seat in the center. It smelled strongly of disinfectant, pussy and cum.

I deposited cash into the television and a touch screen menu activated. I made a random selection and soon a low budget porno filled the screen.

Taking another breath, I looked around the room, trying to find the glory holes. The walls were black, so they kinda blinded in, but after a moment I spotted about six, two on each of three walls. You could actually reach three of them at a time, if you really stretched (two on either of the side walls and one on the back).

I knelt down and looked through the closest. In the room to my left, a fat, naked man in a trucker hat had his backside back against the wall. He was moaning and stroking his own cock as apparently someone from the next room nailed him from behind.

I stood up and took another deep breath. Slowly I unbuttoned my white blouse and lay it across the back of the couch. That's when I saw movement from a hole on the wall opposite the gay trucker.