She had vivid sex fantasies. Her desk was in the same room with that of her boss. She liked him, but she had a boyfriend. It was Saturday, and in coup...e of hours, her work-time will end. She was wearing a short blue skirt, with a sexy blue lace string. She was wearing a white blouse with mini mouse printed on it. The blouse was showing a lot of her breasts. She was wearing a low-cut blue-lace bra. Her nipples were hard and thus semi-transparent. Therefore, she was wearing an office jacket. The house was a large five-bedroom center hall colonial, it was a corporate resale the owners had already moved to Texas. A professional staging company had been brought in to help sell the place & had staged the house with magnificent furniture. I showed Dale how to use her new digital camera and how to take pictures of the rooms to show them off the best. While we were upstairs in the master suite Dale said she had to use the bathroom and ask me to take some picture of the master suite. Dale. For the record, I am a middle aged married man who likes to write porn stories in my spare time. This is my first attempt at writing in the first person perspective, so I hope to see lots of feedback and none of that bullshit spam trolling. Please, if you take the time to read the whole story, take a second to rate it and tell me what was good or bad about it. It is your feedback that pushes me to write more. So anyway, enjoy the story.How I Became a Lesbian Slave They say hindsight is 20/20,. You don’t let me know that you are there, instead you remain silent enjoying the view of me in the water. As I wash off my body, the warmth of the water and the feel of my own hands on my body arouses me and I begin to get engulfed in my own pleasure. I caress my breasts and rub my silky body as the water runs down my sides and legs. I enjoy the pulsating water against my flesh and begin to rub my clit gently stroking it softly then faster and faster. You decide that you want to surprise.