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The HR Girl
There is no doubt that I suffer from paranoia and social anxiety. Or as Sarte said "Hell is other people". At least it is for me. So I probably would have never had a great circle of friends, success and contentment, but there is also no doubt that my life would be considerably better if that lawyer Fergusen hadn't screwed me out of my job and my invention.
So I figured he had some pay back coming. On the day I was fired, it was pretty obvious that he had something heating up with Amanda, the girl from HR. And I thought if I could get some pictures of them, or him with someone else, then maybe I could get him fired or divorced. It was a nasty plan, but I was really angry at being fucked with.
I decided to start by seeing if him and Amanda had anything going on. It had been a year, and he was married, so I guess the odds were kind of long, but I decided to take a shot. I tracked them down by paying a few bucks to a rather sleazy search firm I found on the internet, and got where each of them lived and whole bunch of other information.
So I scouted around and then sent the crow over to where she lived. But I was worried about the crow being spotted, and I couldn't just leave it sitting there for more than a short time. So a week went by and I really didn't learn anything. I really wanted to watch her. I became obsessed with the idea of just who was screwing this woman and if it was that shit lawyer Fergusen. I was so close, but I really needed to be able to see inside her place. That's when I came with the idea of tiny cameras that the crow could drill through the wall. I won't bore you with the details, but I dedicated a month to work non-stop on packaging a Japanese lens that is so small that it's practically invisible. I really am fucking brilliant when I want to be.
Meanwhile, after a few more trips with the crow, I worked out by the pattern of lights that went on and off just where her place was in the building and where her bedroom was. Some more calculations and I sent the crow over to drill the small cameras into the walls of her apartment late one foggy night.
I was actually kind of amazed that it worked. Watching her move around her home made me feel like some sort of disturbed pervert, but it was also really fun. She would strip down to her panties after work and just walk around for a little while topless with that slammin' body of hers. It made my entire day just to watch her in those few moments before she would put something on. Her breasts were full and up high on her chest. It actually made me drool to watch her tits sway, and bounce with her every little move. And she had a smooth belly, and long, really lovely legs. Naturally her ass was tight and sweet and she had long thick dark hair that came down in a lovely tangle. This was an incredibly beautiful young woman.
I heard her on the phone with a boyfriend now and then, so I figured I would be out of luck catching her with Fergusen. The boyfriend finally came over one night, and I was surprised to see that he was a mousy little guy not much bigger than her. They watched a movie on her couch, cuddling up a little, smooching and then a couple of hours later went to her bedroom.
It had the feeling of being rather routine sex, and if it hadn't been my first time to watch someone like that, I think I would have actually been bored. I did get to see him take her clothes off, but of course I had seen her naked many times by now. He fucked her under the covers, missionary style and it lasted just under 5 minutes. She faked an orgasm, and it was a fairly pathetic fake at that. When he got off her, her nipples weren't even hard. She sent him home after a little pillow talk, saying that tomorrow was a work day and she needed some sleep.
But what she really seemed to be needing was quality time with her vibrator. It was suprisingly big, about 10" long and I would guess 3" thick. I was shocked that she would pick out such a giant tool for herself. She lubed it up a little, took off all her clothes and lay there naked on her bed, without any covers blocking my view. She turned on the vibrator, and stuck it vertically between her legs and closed them. It was rubbing up against her sweet pussy but not penetrating it. She was cupping and rubbing her wonderful breasts with her open palms, and within minutes had her nipples harder than when she had the "orgasm" with her boyfriend. She took her time, her face slowly becoming hot, her mouth finally hanging open, her eyes closed. She began to moan softly and started to rock her hips a little, gliding her pussy up and down that giant shaft.
Laying there, gyrating with building passion in the soft light, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my entire life. Her body was building and building up to something massive. She finally spread her legs and I could clearly see her beautiful tight pussy, which glistened a little as she picked up the vibrator and fingered herself a little. Then she slowly inserted the massive fake dick inside her self. It was an amazing thing to watch, because she was obviously sweet and tight, but she steadily worked that giant dick into her pussy, getting hotter and hotter as she got it deeper inside her. Her nipples where now rock hard, her sweet stomach undulated with her hips as she slowly started to fuck herself.
Finally the vibrator was all the way in and she started to pick up speed. Her hand guiding it back and forth a few inches into her tight cunt, her moans becoming louder, and finally she started calling out "Brad. Oh Brad. Fuck me." Fergusen's first name! Maybe she had done that asshole lawyer after all.
But I didn't have much time to think about that as she was at last about to get herself off. Her body started shaking and it had a mesmerizing effect on me as I watched her her whole body get tense. Her hips were thrusting up off the bed, and her beautiful face looked absolutely like a work of art. She finally went over the edge into orgasm and it seemed like she came longer than her entire fuck with the boyfriend. I had never seen anyone come so hard, or so completely in my entire life.
And if I ever doubted about whether size matters, well those doubts were definitely over. Size absolutely mattered to her. She clearly had more fun with a big fake dick than her boyfriend's small real one. Of course part of that had to be due to the fact that he was just inept. But she must wanting more than him, and I was thinking that maybe she was getting it somewhere. Naturally, I didn't have anything better to do, so I decided to spend more time watching sweet Amanda.
Next: Fergusen's Visit
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