drop where the outside world could see.
"What are you doing? Turn back around. Show them your plump tits. Jiggle them around until your nipples are like pebbles for me suck on later."
"This is silly," I said while doing what I was told.
"Do you want me to enjoy this or not?"
His rude comment made me want to try harder. I felt like if I couldn't get the job done he'd want someone else. I shoved my panties down, stepping out of them easily. In no time at all I was standing in full view of the outside, completely exposed.
James picked up his phone and started snapping shots. Instead of shielding my body I posed with the light coming in through the glass.
"That's sexy, but I know what you can do to make it better."
"What?" I asked.
"Touch yourself. Show me how you make yourself come when you're all alone. Reach down and tease that clit until you scream.”
"I don’t." I tried to argue.
"Yes you do. Show me. Show me how you pet those soaked lips."
I felt so dirty. As soon as my fingers reached between my legs, I felt my body reacting. My knees were weak, my skin feeling like it was on fire. I started to want to prove I could do this. The faster my fingers circled my clit the more I wanted to continue.
James kept his focus on me, all while I faced the window, hoping this was all a private show for my boyfriend.
I'd never done something so taboo, and I was beginning to wonder if I liked it.
James broke my concentration. "That's it, now taste yourself. Tell me how sweet your pussy is. Show me how much you like the taste."
I closed my eyes again, rubbing in between my folds and then bringing the juices up with to lick off my fingers. As I sucked them into my mouth, tasting my own musk for the first time, I peeked out the window to see a guy peering up at me. My first instinct was to take cover, but as he stared something happened. I started to lose myself, my knees becoming shaky as my body vibrated into a full-blown orgasm. I pressed my trembling body against the glass, gasping for air as James came up behind me, kissing my shoulders. "That was fantastic. Now, get on your knees and finish me off."
I smiled and took his erect cock in my hand, kissing the tip while responding. "I thought you'd never ask."
By this point I was so turned on that giving James a blowjob was like a treat. I couldn’t explain my motives. Held hostage by a hungry lust, I couldn’t control where my newly discovered carnal desires would lead.
This was the beginning of the end for me. From this moment on I did everything James wanted, because in some ways I wanted them too. He brought me ecstasy, more than I ever could have imagined experiencing. He opened my eyes to a sexual craving I found necessary to feed. I was lost in the affair, grasping for whatever parts of him he’d give me.
We had sex wherever we could, sometimes in places where we weren’t alone. He took me to a club where sex was allowed out in the open. I liked watching others, and learned even more about myself and what I wanted to try. James showed me the ropes like a veteran expert. He taught me to love my body and appreciate the pleasure I could give myself with or without a man.
We fucked in his office, the classroom, and out on the grass one night after curfew. He took me from behind in the library, and then again in his wife’s office.
I was lost in the relationship. I thought he was everything; a future and so much more. I didn’t feel bad for my actions. The more dangerous the scenario, the better I enjoyed it.
As the weeks turned into months our once safe sneaking around had obviously become careless. James met me almost every night, at first telling his wife he was working out, but then not giving her a reason at all for his absence, or at least that’s what he told me.
When I attended his class he had me sit in the front row, often without panties. He’d purchased a few skirts just for the occasion. He’d stand up at his podium giving a lecture while I spread my legs, keeping him entertained until the hour was up and we could be