Paul drove me to work and said he would be back to pick me up at the end of the day and I should be out at the street right after work. As the week pr...gressed my outfits became more and more risque until on casual Friday I was dressed in a very short navy blue pleated skirt, white lace top thigh-high stockings with white 5” fuck me pumps and a sheer blouse that showed my white lace bra clearly. I was receiving a lot of attention from men in the building. After three weeks of progressively more. It must have been around four in the morning and as I was leaving from a piss, I could hear voices animated in an argument outside the house. Steve and Jessie had shown up. They were both a hot mess from the tone of their arguing. I heard a car door slam and walked toward my front door. Jessie was pounding on the door with the side of her fist, I guessed that Steve was in his car. I quickly let her in.She was animated and mad that I left the party. Jessie began to berate me about the party,. He would creep around in the dark and then just when she leastexpected it he would jump out and tickle her until she shrieked withlaughter. Then she would pretend to be the bogeywoman and try to get himback. Blackouts weren't scary. But Stephen was acting like this blackoutwould go on forever.Stephen picked up an empty milk bottle from the bench, half-filled it fromthe tap and shook it vigorously. "I don't know," she said as she emptied thebottle into the sink and began to refill it. When it. I think I was 15 at the time and I had decided to dedicate this summer to making myself cum as many times as possible. On this particular day I had just had my 4th orgasm of the day and was working on my 5th but try as I might I couldn't quite finish the job. I had tried to ignore my fetish for awhile but as I sat there and tried to make myself cum again my mind went back to that day in the van. My mind picked up on an idea that I knew was dirty and maybe wrong but I think that made it all the.