LUNCHTIME ENCOUNTER
by Somnambulist
God, I’m starving! What time is it? Eleven o’clock! I have to get out of here; I’m going to miss the bus! Did everyone leave already? Why didn’t they say anything? I must have been so wrapped up in this paperwork I didn’t even hear them. Nice job, Julie. Bad enough having to catch a shuttle in and out of this compound but missing one of your few chances to leave for lunch? You don’t want another meal of snack cakes and sodas from the vending machines. Better put this stuff away and get moving.
Wait, no. Not everyone has left; that weird guy in the back who’s always staring at me is still here. I can see him over there in his cubicle. Oh, creepy! He’s staring at me right now. Does he ever blink? It’s like his eyes are boring straight into my brain...
Oh great, and to top it all off I’m getting a headache. I must be staring at this stupid monitor too much. Eye strain, stress and hunger: you’re not doing yourself any favors, girl. Okay, monitor off, papers stashed, keys, purse, and sunglasses—get going.
If I hurry I should still be able to make it to the bus stop in time. Why do these cheap bastards only have two shuttles running for lunch? Sure there’s only thirty or so employees at this Top Secret Research Facility—ooh, scary! Very Boris Karloff—but still, to be ferried around like school kids?
Okay, there’s the door. Swipe out and... swipe out, dammit! What’s wrong with this stupid door? Oh good, there it goes. I’m just in too much of a hurry I guess. The shuttle should be just around the corner...
Damn! I must have just missed it. Yes, there it is going through the gate now. How long until the next one, twenty minutes? Ten? They need to post a schedule out here.
Oh, this headache! It’s like spikes in my eyes! I should have brought aspirin. If I can catch the next ride out of here I’ll pick some up at the grocery next to the deli. Is this what a migraine feels like?
Oh God, there he is. He’s walking this way, and he’s still STARING at me. What the hell, pervert? Never seen a blonde before? He must be trying for the next bus too. I’ll just step inside the shelter here, maybe he’ll wait outside and smoke or something. No, he’s coming in here too. Great. Okay, just stare straight ahead, don’t make eye contact. He’ll start thinking you want to talk, probably hit on me. Just what I want to do, date a creepy co-worker! Is he still staring? Yes, of course he is. Just standing there staring at me. Are there any security cameras around here? What if he tries something? I don’t think the guards can see in here.
Well at least my headache is getting better. It’s still there but not as painful. It’s moving too, not behind my eyes any more. It’s deeper, in my brain, in the center. It’s... different. It doesn’t hurt; it’s like a... probing, like a finger poking away. No, not poking. More of a ... stroking. Like my mind is being massaged. It’s feels kind of nice, really...
He’s still staring at me, but he’s smiling too. I wonder what he sees. You like to look at me, do you? Fine. I’ll just put my things down here, maybe bend over and give you a little show. Oh, you like that, huh? You like how my ass looks when I arch my back like this? I can see your smile getting bigger, I know you do. Men are so predictable. All alike...
Well, no. You’re not. You’re not saying anything, not trying to hit on me. Just staring at me with those eyes, those deep... blue... eyes...
Mmmmm... this is the strangest headache. I’m having a hard time putting two thoughts together. Come on, Julie! What’s wrong with you? You can’t afford to... afford to... lose focus. Focus... need to focus on... eyes. So blue, they’re so... blue.
He’s actually not bad looking. Not too tall, nice dark hair. Looks fit, like he works out. Why have I never noticed that before? Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and oh, big hands! I wonder what he’s got down there. Would he notice if I looked? The way he’s staring at me, probably. But I’m wearing sunglasses, aren’t I? Aren’t I? Where did they go? I could swear I was wearing sunglasses a second ago. I must have, must have... put them somewhere?
Oh, he does look like he’s packing quite a package there! Is he hard? I can see the bulge in his khakis. He’s staring at me still, smiling still; he must have seen me glance down. Well, I can stare too, mister! I’ll just stare right at your crotch and see how you like it! How ... you ... like it...
Wow, that looks nice. I wonder of he’d mind my taking a closer look? I’ll just walk over to him, his eyes ... his ... his cock... Why did I ... ?
I still can’t see it very well. He hasn’t said anything yet, just smiling and staring. Those eyes. Oh, it’s so warm in here. I want to see it... better. I’ll just kneel down and have a closer look. Oh! At eye level I can almost make out everything. Very nice, looks like about seven, maybe eight inches. And thick, too. It must be uncomfortable being all cooped up in there. Would he mind if I... I’ll just undo this belt; pull down the zipper... there. Is that better, Mr. Staring at Me? Mr. Eyes of Blue?
That is a nice cock. Look how it’s pointing right at me, at my mouth, like it knows I’m hungry. Starving ... hungry ... lunch? No, I’m hungry for this wonderful cock. It looks so kissable, so... lickable. He’s touching my hair, his hand at the back of my head, guiding me towards it. He wouldn’t mind if I took a taste...
Oh my God! His cock tastes so good! Mmmmmm... like honey on my tongue! How big is he? Will he fit all the way in my mouth? I’ll just suck on the tip, one the head... oh yes, it’s so big. I’ll slide more of it in... mmmmm, he’s huge. And he feels so good in my mouth, on my lips and tongue! It fills my whole mouth! He’s got both hands on my head now. Yes, that’s right Blue Eyes, help me. Take my head and force your cock into my mouth! Oh yes! Deeper! Farther! God you’re so big! My brain is on fire, my pussy is so soaked! God, I must ... suck this man. Must ... suck ... cock...
That’s right, Blue Eyes: fuck my mouth! Grab my hair, thrust yourself into my mouth. Harder! Harder! I’m your mouth-whore! I’m your mindless cock-sucking slut! Face fuck me with your monster cock!
He’s all the way in now! So far inside me! I can feel him deep in my throat. It feels so good! His balls are bouncing off my chin; my nose is buried in his hair. Why aren’t I gagging? I should be... I should ... I ... can’t think. Just suck... and suck...
He’s breathing deeper, faster. He’s about to cum. Oh God, so am I! I’m so turned on, so horny from sucking on this beautiful cock. Yes, faster! Deeper! All the way in, down my throat! More, more, MORE... YES! Oh God, YES! Give me that cum, baby! Pump me full of your delicious cum! Let me drink it all; swallow your entire load! It tastes so GOOD. Oh, you’re cumming so MUCH! You just keep cumming and cumming and...
Oh God, I’m cumming too! Oh, I’m cumming so hard! More baby! Keep going, keep fucking my mouth. Let me suck every drop from you. Keep me cumming ... and cumming ... and cumming ...
Is he done? Is he finished? That was so good, so good... I’ll just keep sucking, slowly, softly while he grows softer. I’ll just suckle on him and stare up at those beautiful eyes. Those eyes... Let me keep sucking your cock, Blue Eyes. I love to suck your cock. You have such a beautiful cock... master.
He’s staring at me again. He likes how I look with this beautiful cock in my mouth. He’s staring... smiling... he’s...
My mind... my brain... massaged like I’m massaging this gorgeous cock... Mmmmm... I can’t get enough. It feels so good. So relaxed. So...
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Yes.
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Yes, master.
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I understand, master.
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I will not remember.
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I will forget all that has happened, master.
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I will be late for lunch again tomorrow, master.
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I will sleep now, mas...
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Wha... ? Where? Oh, the bus stop. I must have dozed off waiting on this stupid shuttle. Where the hell is it? At least creepy guy isn’t here anymore. I guess he left while I was snoozing. At least he didn’t try anything.
How long does it take that shuttle to go to town and back?
Screw it; I don’t have time for this. I have too much work to do to waste my day waiting out here. At least my headache went away.
Besides, I don’t feel that hungry anymore.