4:30 P.M.

RHD: Resident Hall Director, a.k.a. my boss, the woman who controls whether I get paid or not. Her name is Lacey. I like the woman well enough, but she can be very lazy sometimes.

“Can you go get me this paper work?”

“Would you mind running up these notice forms?”

“Could you be a dear and write this information report online since you were there too?”

I rest my case. These are easy tasks that she could do just as well as me with not too much effort, but a job is a job and I’d rather appease her until I graduate than start drama.

Even though it has already been a week since my last on-call, seeing my name on the schedule elicits a small growl from my throat. And because I am the luckiest person on the planet, Lacey hears me from inside her office. As she peeks her head around the corner, I fix my expression into a polite smile. Think about your checking account and all the food you could buy with your next paycheck…

“Hey! I didn’t see you in there!” I say brightly. Oh how easy it is to lie to someone you despise.

“Yeah, I am just finishing up for the day,” Lacey replies not unkindly

“Thank God it’s Friday, right? I was just passing through so I guess I’ll see you…” I stop talking. For some reason, Lacey looks dejected all of a sudden. Oh no. I know where this is going. I thought to myself.

“Mmm, the weekends are what we work for, isn’t it?” she replies with a deep sigh.

“Yep soooooo...” If you ask her what is wrong, I swear I will make you have nightmares about blow jobs for an entire week! My mind shouts at me, but damn it if I’m not a good person deep down.

“Is something wrong?”

“Oh! It’s just so disappointing!!” she complains.

I pop my knuckles nervously and brace myself for the answer to my next question. “What is?”

“My boyfriend is coming to visit me and I’m on-call! Which I am not happy about.”

I make a ‘tell me about it’ face and gesture with my hand not knowing what else to say. “I’m sorry, I wish there was something that could be done.” What the hell? Why did you say that?!?!

“Actually….”

“Hm?” I ask anxious to make some sort of an escape. Run out the door? No, she’d catch me. Fake death? Not convincing enough. Jump from the open window? Real death is significantly worse than fake death.

“Would you do me the biggest favor?! I’d really owe you!” She says, her eyes bright with hope.

Aw, Hell. “Well I’m on-call for the night so…I don’t know if I can help much.”

“It would not disrupt that, I would just need you to do rounds in the office building off of Bear St. It is right around the corner from here and it would take ten, maybe fifteen, minutes tops!”

“Why am I doing rounds in an office building?” I ask confused. Rounds are normally only for residence halls.

“The head of Residence Life just ordered new Apple products for the offices and they are being held there. They just want to keep an eye on them until they can distribute them. You would just have to walk through each floor to see that they haven’t been tampered with. SO YOU’LL DO IT?!?!” She says loudly and quickly grabbing my hands in a death grip.

“Uh. Okay…” I wince, pulling my hands away and laboring to keep the smile on my face from morphing into a full on ‘fuck you’ glare. My mind reminds me: This is your own damn fault! I shake away my inner voice and look up startled because she has run around the desk to hug me, squealing like a school girl.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”

I roll my eyes, dreading my long night.

3 A.M.

I walk quickly to Bear Street. After procrastinating for my second rounds of the night, I am finally about to check the office one last time so I can get back to my nice warm bed. I use the copy of the key Lacey loaned me to let myself in and climb to the fifth floor. Best way to do it is to go to the very top and then work your way down to the ground floor.

I clear the first three floors easily. As I am booking it across the second floor, I recognize a tell-tale squeal from the floor below. Was that…? No. It can’t be.

I slowly descend the stairs and then quietly sit down.

Leaning forward, I see her blond hair and petite body. But, there are hands moving down her body to grip her ass. Nice, manly hands I might add with veins popping out of the forearms. What do we have here? I wonder to myself.

“Mmmm, I’m so glad I have another key to this place,” Lacey says as she moves down her boyfriend’s body. I hear his buckle unclasp and see him lift his hips so she could take off his pants. He lets his head sink back as she closes her lips around the head of his cock. He grabs her long hair to gain control over their movements.

“Let me fuck your mouth, babe,” he says, and she places her hands on the desk behind him.

In and out, he thrusts. My eyes widen as I feel that first trickling of my arousal. Why don’t I feel bad being a voyeur? I think to myself as I start to unbutton my shirt. Thank goodness I’m wearing a skirt this time. I watch him move quicker and then slow so he can push his length down her throat.

“Fuck... do you even have a gag reflex?” he groans a little, staring down at her. She is playing with her nipples through her thin dress and looking right back at him. I did the same as I continued to watch.

She kisses his dick lightly as he releases a big sigh. All of his sounds push my arousal even higher. He pulls her up by her neck and crushes his mouth on hers. Their tongues mingle in a hot, sexy dance. He bites her lip and then changes their position so that her back is to his front and her front is on the desk facing the stairs I am on, but they cannot see me. My fingers knead my sensitive tits and pleasure washes over me as goosebumps invade my skin. I can already feel my heart beat begin to race.

With caution I look at them again. He has pulled her dress up around her hips and enters her from behind. His pants are down and their skin gleams in the moonlight that falls through the windows. Hot damn… My libido springs to life causing me to get even wetter beneath my lace panties. I bite my lip and find my clitoris, I start in slow circles just as he begins to thrust into my boss’s probably tight pussy considering how small she is in general.

“Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah! Yes, baby.” she whines with every hard thrust. Her boobs squish against the cold desk beneath her as she becomes even more turned on.

“I love how wet you get," he says picking up his thrusts, making her vagina squish. Meanwhile, I am going nuts myself. One hand still pulls at my hard nipples inside my bra cups as the other massages my pussy lips. I am so wet. I bite my lip to keep from whimpering myself when I slip a finger in my hole. My thighs slide even farther apart and I move my hips to the rhythm I can hear Lacey and her boyfriend making.

Bang. Bang. Bang, the desk drawers rattle every time his buries himself inside of her. Then, he turns her around so that her plump cheeks are on the edge of the desk. Biting her neck, he rams into her immediately.

“Ohhhh!” she screams and begins to whimper slightly the faster he moves.

My finger begins to move more, too, as I put one hand on the railing to steady myself. Suddenly, I stop. He is looking at me. Can he see me?! I worriedly think. But, instead of outing me, he smiles a drop dead gorgeous grin and keeps fucking his girlfriend, grabbing her ass with both hands as her hips rise to meet his with every thrust. All the while he is still looking at me.

Oh my... I can barely think. My fingers speed up as his hips do and my eyes never leave his.

“Mmmm, fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum!” Lacey exclaims.

That makes two of us… I squeeze my right tit and decide to give him a little taste of his own medicine. I remove my hand from my pussy and lick my fingers, sucking on them and tasting myself before fingering my clit some more. His eyes widen ever so slightly and his mouth drops a little. Burying himself in his girlfriend, he explodes with a gritting of his teeth. After a few more pumps, she is coming apart in his arms. He kisses her lips and clutches her to him while still watching me.

I slide my finger in and out of my dripping wet pussy and work my clit at the same time until I explode on my own hand. I know he is still looking as stand on the stairs quietly. I lick my fingers and stealthily sneak out before Lacey sees me.

One day I will learn to say no to that woman, but this one time I think I’m okay with my decision.