I hung up after that, in utter disbelief. If sexual harassment calls went anything like this one, I wasn’t surprised women didn’t come forward to report crimes much more often.
Especially because I wasn’t even a girl and yet, they’d totally ignored what I had to say because a girl had said she felt as if she had a stalker.
I hesitated for a long moment, wondering what best to do, and then decided to challenge the fucker.
Turning the cameras so he wouldn’t see anything anymore, I wondered how long it might be until he came out to adjust what he’d planted.
Maddie
I was late for the dentist appointment, and a young nice man brought me instantly into one of the rooms, telling me I’d have to wait since they’d just gotten an emergency in. I told him he didn’t have to worry, I’d not go anywhere, and he left.
It wasn’t the first time I’d waited because of emergencies, but I appreciated waiting in here because you didn’t hear any drills or anything from the other rooms.
After ten minutes, the guy came back in. “Do you need anything to drink?”
I nodded, thanking him when he returned with water and then told me it would be just a few more minutes. The mask and surgery cap he was wearing distorted his face, but since his voice was familiar, I figured it was a guy I’d seen around.
I emptied the water, the room hotter than I remembered, and rested back on the dentist’s chair.
God, it was hot in here.
I took out my cell, clicking through my social media, but there was nothing weird or new.
I called Dim, speaking to him for a few minutes because I wanted to reconfirm what he wanted to eat—and because I wanted to hear his voice. Hell, the more he was around me, the more I wanted him to be more than just my best friend.
Once that was out of the way, I glanced around, finding another cup with water standing on the corner next to the door the assistant had left through, and I couldn’t help but be glad. Picking it up I looked at it from all sides, not finding any evidence that anyone else had drunken from it, and downed that too, returning to the seat.
There was a rush outside of the doors, and although the sound was muffled, I couldn’t help but think there was clearly another emergency.
“Sorry, it’s hell today. Are you sure you don’t mind waiting?”
Where had the assistant come from? “No, I’m fine. Just a little… Can I open the window, please? It’s so warm in here.”
He sighed behind the mask. “Sorry, our AC is broken and heats whenever it feels like it instead of doing its actual job. And the windows are locked for security. We’re on the fourth floor and deal in strong anesthetics. We cannot risk anyone jumping out of one when being under. Sorry… You can take off your jacket if you want. I have to go. I’ll bring you another water, okay?”
I nodded, thanking him, then shook out of my jacket. I was wearing a blouse underneath it, but even that seemed to be too much now.
He returned, showed me the cup, and then was gone again. I was grateful, taking the cup, emptying it, and then sitting down again to play with my phone until it was my turn.
The door opened, but the world had slowed down. The heat was clearly getting to me.
“Hey there.” The voice sounded unfamiliar, further away, and I stretched on the chair.
“Hi,” I said lazily, “Do you feel as hot as I feel? I should take this off, too…” I started to unbutton my blouse because fuck, I needed to get out of the clothes to not sweat.
“Oh girl…”
I looked at the guy. It was a different one, wearing dark-framed glasses, his hair bound back as if he’d just come from the surgery, the blue hat hiding most of the ponytail that was peeking out, while the mask hid his face.
He snapped on gloves. And I stretched, my lacey bra rubbing over my nipples, causing me to moan.
“Hot,” he muttered.
“I know,” I replied. “I feel like that, too.”
He chuckled, the sound far away while my blouse finally fully fell away, causing me to exhale in relief. “I can help you cool down,” he offered.
“Please,” I instantly replied.
“You could take off your pants, too.”
That was the best idea ever! I fumbled with the button and then pushed it down, the soft material of the chair cold against my skin.
“Lean back and relax…”
I did as I was told, closing my eyes to inhale. “God, I’m horny.” The words were out before I’d realized I thought them, and I slapped my hand over my mouth, giggling.
“I can help with that, too,” the guy offered, and I stretched my hand out.
“Really? That would be so kind. Seriously. Because I need something now. Please…”
I was sure I heard him moan, and I kept reaching for him, my hand outstretched because if he was going to help me, I was going to help him. “Gimme your dick,” I demanded, running my not-waiting hand over my breasts. I needed everything right now.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he cursed, and I blinked, but couldn’t quite see clearly. And it didn’t matter, either. I just needed to feel.
“I want to lick you.”
I allowed my legs to fall open as an answer and before I knew it; he had moved, my pussy clenching as he blew on it. “You’re wet,” he muttered.
“I’m horny, help me,” I whined and then his tongue was on me and it was the bestest feeling in the world.
I stretched more, spread my legs further, and pinched my own nipples. God, it was getting hotter and hotter in here, so much hotter, but now
