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Disclaimer: Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental and unintentional.
Chapter 1: Someone’s Watching
“And send!” Monique mouthed to herself. It was 1 am, Sunday morning. It was the weekend, yet here she was, finishing a legal opinion she was ordered to draft that Saturday morning. “Hey, might as well do it, I’ve got nowhere to go.” she thought to herself. Might as well do something. After all, she was still stuck in lockdown. And, she really wanted to do well in her job.
Monique is an associate in a middle-sized law firm. She was making a huge sum of money, enough to survive the pandemic and still afford more than simple pleasures in life — restaurant take-outs, high-end coffee, and two British royal stubby dogs. But she had to work long hours, go through an endless stream of paper work, and stare at the screen looking for references to support her superiors’ instructions.
Her colleagues, who started work at the same time she did, had begun complaining. One even wrote on social media, “Fuck me sideways.”
Monique didn’t mind it though, “I’ll stay here, I’ll rise through the ranks,” she’d convince herself. She wanted to remain loyal, despite the absence of a work-life balance. Never mind the eye bags and her once-again failing vision. Not even the pandemic and lockdown could bring her down.
Yet, despite the hustle and bustle of firm life, Monique has many friends. Or beylikdüzü escort at least consider her as a friend. It isn’t hard to fall for her charm. One, she takes good care of herself. Her brown long hair she keeps kempt. Her matching small brown eyes and smile from her rosy lips never fails to light up the day. She smells of sweet strawberries, a sure sign of her daily morning bath. And her skin is white, without any blemish to be seen, except for a birthmark on her left arm. This routine she kept even as the firm closed down, and she started working from home.
Couple her good looks with her playful demeanor. She’d give presents to her colleagues. She has no hesitation getting intimate, hugs and kisses she has no problem with and even very open to. She likes to tease and imitate her co-workers. But the feeling is not mutual. She doesn’t want others doing the same to her. And when work came, it was time for her to get serious.
It was due to the seriousness that she has no hesitation in cutting off people. Specifically, those she no longer needed. Once she got what she wants, she’d ignore people. People she once made promises to. Her words turn out to ring hollow. Her charm is nothing more than a farce.
Her social interactions, already sparse because of firm work, would shrink further once the pandemic took hold. The Friday office drinking sessions where she’d down a bottle of Heineken adana escort were gone. With work usually assigned to her alone, she doesn’t even need to work with her colleagues.
Yet, she hasn’t cut everyone off. She’s still in contact with dear friends, her best friends from law school. But other than that, all she has is work, which she would do intensely and without any hesitation.
She doesn’t even have time for romance. She had intimate relationships long ago — two college flings. One of them even convinced her to join him in law school. But they broke up shortly after. She didn’t even consider him as her “boyfriend”.
“Why have a boyfriend when I can just pleasure myself?” She told herself after the last breakup. And play with herself she often does, and with the lockdown, she would do it more frequently.
It was 1 am, Sunday morning. The sky is dark, the room quiet. Monique was tired, having just finished a last-minute court filing assigned to her on a Saturday no less. But she still had enough energy for one last deed.
Monique opened private browsing mode on her laptop, and typed in the words “lawyer gets fucked”. This video is her favorite, which isn’t surprising. Not long after, a girl who looked like her flashed on screen: with long brown hair, matching but squinty eyes, and her skin as white as snow. She was wearing a gray blazer, a short gray skirt that would never pass in a real life firm, afyon escort and a translucent white undershirt. The beauty on screen would in an instant be stripped off all her clothing. The buttons of the blazer and the skirt flying around, all garments ripped and lying on the floor.
Pretty soon, Monique would also be naked. Her white silk panties, her sleeveless blue shirt, and shorts barely covering her private parts strewn across the bedroom floor.
The lady on the video, presumably the lawyer, would moan intensely as the not so gentle man, probably her client, would thrust deep inside her.
Monique inserted her fingers deep inside her pussy at the same time as the man on screen would ram his partner’s cunt. Monique would close her eyes, imagining that she was the one getting pounded.
“Uhhhhhh, yesssssss, fuck me,” Monique whispered, cooing softly.
The man then ordered the woman to crouch on all fours. He slapped her bottom before his cock disappeared into her crevice.
“Ohhhhhhh, haaaaaaa, fuck me Sir, fuck little Moan-ique”, dirty words came from Monique’s mouth, in between moans and lip-bites.
“Ahhhhhh, I’m cumming,” the man on the video aid.
“Cum with me,” the woman answered immediately after.
“Me too! Shiiiiiiit!” Monique blurted, careful not to scream, so as not to wake up anyone else.
At the same time as the man on screen let loose copious amounts of cum, Monique’s body shook, her eyes closed, and her mouth with a big grin on her face. Her trembling fingers felt her dripping wet vagina.
“So good,” Monique whispered, before falling asleep.
If only she noticed the LED light on her laptop turned on…
END CHAPTER 1
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