I’m sitting on the floor on my knees, hands placed gently on top of them. I’m bare naked. I’m in Mr. Mortson’s office.
I’m naked in the office.
There’s a blindfold over my eyes, but I know it’s the evening. I hear items being placed down, but I have no idea what is going on. I was instructed to sit quietly and wait.
While I reflect, I don’t let his noises get to me. I recall my eventful day. I lost count of my orgasms at number five. They were near constant honestly. He ran the vibrating egg the entire time I went to pick up those stupid lunch orders. I got the memo completed in time and he let me sit in on the meeting, where he had it set to pulsate. I came a few times then. I just freaking new someone heard the vibrating but no one really looked at me. Must have helped that I was standing in the back or the room near no one.