collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
First off, this is a throwaway because I am married and my husband uses reddit, he doesn’t know much about what I got up to before we met and I’d like to keep it that way! This happened over 10 years ago now. I haven’t thought about it in a long time but my friend recently reminded me of what a mess the whole night was. It’s quite a funny story so I thought I’d share.
[TRIGGER WARNING- some mentions and/or examples of r@p3, you have been warned]
I was driving through the woods in the middle of the night, when I heard a THUD coming from outside the car. I opened the car door, thinking that I had hit something. The next thing I knew, I woke up, tied to a pole, blindfolded. I didn’t know where I was, but I could guess who put me there- Chelsea Corbett. My college roommate and ex-best friend.
I’m part of a group of assassins, the Blood Roses, the best in the game. Over 500 thousand cases and all of them being framed as suicide.
Chelsea and I met in college, and she fell in love with me. When I rejected her, she wanted me gone. So, she arranged to have me killed. When the Blood Roses refused, she decided to take matters into her own hands.
“Alyssa Riley. How I’ve wanted to see you like this.”
I felt her warm breath on my face as she got closer, my skin crawling as her chilling voice filled the room.
“I just wish it was under better circumstances.”
It’s a Friday night, me and my friends are out at the local bar grabbing a few beers after a long week. I notice this petite woman at the bar keeps glancing over at my group, but don’t think too much of it at first. A few beers later my friend tells me “hey did you notice that dime keeps staring at you?” I brush it off, saying he’s reading too much into it
A few more minutes go by and I’m definitely feeling a bit tipsy now, I can’t help but look over at you, trying to catch your eye. Your playing with the straw of your drink, so seductively, saying come get me. I know I have to make a move or I will regret this forever. You are wearing a tight white shirt, with your midriff exposed. I see that flat sexy tummy and my mind races. When our eyes lock you get up, motion toward the door, and I follow. Now I can fully appreciate your absolutely incredible bubble butt, when you walk to the door. Your ass cheeks nearly falling out of your shorts, begging to be ripped off.
*This isn’t the first story I’ve written, but first I’ve ever posted anywhere. Feedback is welcome. It’s a bit longer than typical posts on here but I sometimes find them too short for my taste. Enjoy!*
The past three Friday night I had ended up at The Fiddler. With big windows, brick walls, candles on each table, and a cobblestone patio out back, the pub had a familiar charm while serving craft beer and cocktails to the downtown crowd. A friend had invited me to after-work happy hour with her coworkers there three weeks ago, and I had such a great time meeting her colleagues that I kept coming back. This team worked together at a tech start-up in a post-and-beam converted warehouse office next to the bar. They did something to innovate the printing industry, I never got a full explanation. Clearly, they were all good friends, as their happy hours often turned into drunken late nights together.
I find it difficult to even be in the same room as my niece, after last week things will never be the same. Prior to last week she was a innocent girl in my eyes, the one I remember taking to the zoo, teaching her to drive, and watching funny cat videos on the internet. I realize she a young adult now, struggling her way through life and University, but the things my eyes saw last week have burned a scar on my brain forever.
As a older millennial, I am very tech-savvy. I work in a IT department for a large hospital sales company. With the tech-savvy skills comes family member requests. I help my family with new technology set up, help with viruses on computers and also help with cell phones. So when my older brother asked if I could take a look at Amber’s phone, I was happy to do so. Amber is my 19 year old niece. Due to our somewhat close ages, we are better friends rather than the typical uncle and niece relationship. Amber is a a short girl, barely five feet tall. She has a very slender build and has curly red hair. Throughout high school it seemed she always had a new boyfriend each week, and some even looked a bit older than her father would like.
So when I was 20 I went to Romania for a month for an internship at a university (I’m Canadian). Although there was some American students studying there too, I didn’t really vibe with them so I took to tinder to find some locals to hang out with. I had also just recently broken up with my boyfriend and had been going through some rough emotional times so I was down to have some fun. Also let’s note that I had only been with ONE guy before this sexually, so I was pretty inexperienced.
I matched with this guy on tinder who quickly messaged me with a funny comment relating to my bio, and immediately we hit it off in conversation- he was smart and witty and was down with my sense of humour. I mentioned something about how many people smoke cigarettes in Romania and that I had never smoked before, and he told me to meet him at the botanical gardens in the city we were in to try one. He also said that that evening he was going back home to Bucharest (the capital of Romania, about 10 hours away by train) and I could come too. I thought this was a joke and didn’t think anything of it- who would seriously offer that, right?
Stephanie Modders laid on her bed with her cellphone in her hands hovering over her face, clicking away at her texts. Her pink, spaghetti strapped under shirt was half riding up her belly revealing the belly button piercing her mother nearly killed her for getting last year. Even though she was 18 when she got it, her mom didn’t like piercings that were anywhere but the ear and she didn’t like tattoos, period. Which is why Stephanie was taking this time while her mother was out running errands to wear as little clothes as possible and air out her recent tattoo she got on the small of her back. Every other waking and sleeping minute she spent at her mom’s house she would have to wear some over sized sweat shirt or a baggy t shirt that wouldn’t risk revealing her tattoo any time she bent over.
Matt didn’t mind in the least. He sat balancing on a large blue sit-up ball in the corner of the room and pretended to type on his phone. In reality though, his eyes couldn’t keep from creeping up and down his step-sister’s body. Her long tan legs that stuck out from the small black with pink trim, loose fitting shorts she wore.
So today I had my last day of my zoom class and I wanted to provide a little extra fun as a parting gift to my classmates. Today I decided to wear the thinnest white tank top I own and no pants just a hot pink g string that I pull up high to secure my curves . My tank top was very tight and low on my breasts and I was not wearing a bra either so my nipples were definitely noticeable. Our private breakout rooms began and as always I was grouped with 3 guys. I would lean to reach pencils behind my computer screen giving them a perfect shot of my tits. I noticed two of the boys reacting but the third one didn’t see. I had to make sure he saw so I continued flash my cleavage into the camera until I got his attention. I probably should mention that I do my classes from the comfort of my bed. I decided to take it a little further and moved onto my knees to reach for my side table I exposed my hot pink thong and the side of my ass. Once I knew I had their attention it was go time. I took my dildo and started to tease my pussy with it. I was not shy of showing the pleasure on my face however I kept my composure. Once I started getting wet enough I pushed my dildo into my pussy. I let out a small moan but quickly covered it up with a cough although I’m sure they heard it. It was our last breakout group of the class and I knew I wouldn’t be seeing them anymore so I let a few more moans and gasps out. My nipples were rock hard and the breakout group was just about to end so I tugged on my shirt exposing a nipple before quickly covering it then let out one last moan as I pulled my dildo out of my pussy quickly flashing it across the screen. I hung up instantly and masturbated for 2 straight hours. Sorry if this was written poorly just too excited thinking about it. I have a new zoom class starting next week… should I try something else?
The party eventually came to an end. Lucy walked back inside. “That’s the last of them, all of them safe and sound inside,” she said as she plopped herself down on one of the couches.
“It’s so comfortable,” Ginger said for the fifteenth time as she laid out on one of the huge bean bags.
“You’re drunk,” Jeremy said.
“Look who’s talking,” Madison replied. “You still can’t find your shirt.”
“Where the hell is it?” Jeremy said, turning around in the chair he was sitting in.
“Why did you take it off?” I asked.
I got a few death stares from the women in the room. Ginger pointed to a rolled-up wad under the couch, no doubt that was Jeremy’s shirt.
“Someone dared me to take it off,” Jeremy said he was slurring some of his words.
“I said if you showed me yours, I would show you mine,” Sara laughed.
“You did not,” I said as I looked at her.
“Oh yes, I did, and it was worth it,” Sara smiled.
“They are fricking huge!” Jeremy said with a significant smile.
“You did not,” Lucy said.
“Without us?” Ginger asked. “You bitch!”
“I didn’t want to get you, girls, in trouble, in case he called the cops on me for trespassing,” I tried to explain my actions from the previous day. I had told them about my visit to Edward’s office.
“Technically, he can’t,” Jeremy said as he looked at me. “He could only file Trespassing if he told you never to come back or kicked you out. Since the three of you signed the papers and willingly left, he can’t stop you from entering the building.”
“I am sure he filed papers today,” I smiled.
“Well, I am sure he did,” Jeremy nodded.
“It felt good, though,” I smiled. Even though it happened yesterday, I had never felt this good.
“Steph, you have two visitors,” Sara said over our intercom.
I looked back out of our office. “No way!” I stated.
“Get out of here,” Lucy said, standing up.
“I have no idea who they are,” Jeremy said. “But, I will leave you three to handle it.”