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By *h22cd OP TV/TS 7 weeks ago
BH22 |
I arrived outside. I drove dressed for the first time. Coat over me and wig off, but as it was dark even the guy at the traffic lights next to me wouldn't have noticed. It didn't stop my heart thumping the whole way there. I mean, what if I broke down or had an accident?!
The house was nothing special. The street lamp, conveniently, was out directly outside his house. I stepped out of the car trying to be as subtle and quiet as possible. Crunch. I'd stepped in glass. Bloody kids with their catapults, I thought, then putting 2 and 2 together and making pi, I wondered if it was engineered so I could arrive dressed and anonymous. I was already liking this guy.
There was no door bell, so I knocked on the door. I wondered if that was deliberate, I mean hearing London Bridge is Falling Down as a doorbell chime would make even the most nervous of people flee.
There was no answer, so I tried the handle. The door opened. Silence inside the house. I wasn't sure what to do. I paused for a moment. This guy knew what he was doing, that was obvious. I took a deep breath, straightened my mini skirt, checked my wig in the mirror, and confidently walked down the hallway. As I got closer to what I later came to realise was the living room, I heard voices. "What a slut.", "I'd fuck her until a week next Tuesday.", "She can gag on my cock!"
I opened the door.
"Hi boys", I managed to say my mouth dry from nervousness.
The door closed behind me. The safety of the car seemed so far away.
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