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Miller: I have meetings most of the day. I should be out of here around eight or so.
The man sure has some long hours. I know that he’s usually there early in the morning, and until really late at night. Sometimes, he pulls all-nighters.
Me: See you later tonight. Don’t work too hard trying to save the world from the Terminator.
Miller: Funny
I put the envelope in my purse and close my locker before straightening up and returning to the front of the diner. My shift goes without event and as I’m on my way home, I feel like I’m being followed.
I clutch my purse to my side and quicken my pace as I navigate the streets that lead back to my apartment. When I reach the front door to my building, I give one last look behind me and swear to sweet baby Jesus that I see someone across the street in the shadows. I don’t waste another second and get inside.
My body shivers as I step inside the elevator.
Was it just my imagination? Was I being followed? And why on earth would I be?
There’s nothing outstanding about me. I’m just a waitress. I’m just a student. I’m just a typical woman, nothing.
The only thing worth mentioning is that I’m dating Miller Davenport. I don’t think anyone would be interested in following me for that. Would that be true?
Once in my cozy apartment, I double check the locks and make my way to my bedroom to shower. I wash off the days stench of French fries and milkshakes and let the warmth of the water relax my muscles. I crane my neck while I turn around, with the water cascading down my back. Thinking of all how Miller has touched me in the short time that we’ve been together.
My hand moves down the side of my neck, across my chest plate, while I gently cup my breast. My finger circles the pea of my nipple and I pinch gently, eliciting a soft moan from my lips. I repeat the motion again, before my hand travels down the valley of my breasts, to my stomach, and just above my pussy. Tentatively, I lightly run my fingers through my folds, finding the button and massaging my clit gently. I turn towards the water and look up. I don’t hesitate and grab the shower handle. I turn the nozzle to what I would imagine as a relaxing pressure and turn it around and facing up. Immediately, I feel a jolt in my body at the contact of water, not expecting the amount of sensitiveness to come.
I’ve only heard that people get off by the shower head. This is my first time, and seriously, why haven’t I been doing this all along? Fuck the vibrator and my hand… shower head all the way from here on out.
It doesn’t take long for the climax to come, and when it does, I grip the wall to hold myself up while the blood leaves my body.
My throat is dry as I regain my composure and finish up my shower.
Wow. That’s all I have to say. Wow!
I pour myself a glass of wine and sit down on the couch, turning the television on. I look at the clock on the wall by the front door and it’s already after ten.
Where is he?
