Alice Walks In

I suppose it was one of those days. I’d been feeling antsy for a couple of days and certainly I’d increased the number of times I’d rubbed one out, but this one….i was in the cinema room, and it just crashed over me like a wave along with the thought, “You need a cum. Right now.” Well, who can argue with Miss Brain? 

Now all that remained was the ‘how’. You see, I can’t just set to it. Miss Brain has to settle on what she needs me to do….or even what she needs me to be. 

This time, it was a simple ‘pretend you’re in a real cinema, and you’re watching a seedy porn film. Just hike your dress up and your panties down and go for it.’  So be it. I do have a couple of the Sylvia Krystal movies, so I put one on and went for it. I was draped over a couple of seats, panties around one ankle, legs hitched (uncomfortably) one of the back of the row in front, on over the back of the chair I was in, and therefore my sex was fully exposed. I was watching a scene where she has acupuncture and it puts her in an erotic mood and she masturbates. You can’t see much of what she’s doing, but the needles in her nipples look exquisitely painful. 

I must have been, oh, seconds away from an orgasm when the door opened and Alice walked in. She froze to the spot, glanced up at the screen then back at me, and then took one pace backwards before stopping again, closing the door behind her and saying, “Finish.” 

There are few things I like more than someone watching me cum, so it was easy to simply allow myself the pleasure of falling off the cliff of orgasm into the canyon of ecstasy. 

Alice never took her eyes off me. 

When I’d finished, she said, “I’m sorry about that…staying, I mean…I just didn’t want to walk out on your orgasm.” Naturally, I told her I enjoy being watched although I didn’t do it to entrap her. She said, “I know. You had no way of knowing I would come in here, and anyway, this door doesn’t lock from the inside.” 

Silence. The sort of silence that hides so much. I decided I’d break it. “Are you…..ok?” She nodded “Mm…yeah…I’m just….well, I’m just wet.” I got up, letting my panties fall from my ankle and scooping them up. “I’ll leave you to finish.” So saying I walked to the door. 

Oh, how I’d love to tell you that I just got to the door when she said, “No..please wait. I, er I’d like you to watch." But she didn’t. 

I closed the heavy door behind me and simply stood there. The intensity of knowing she was masturbating behind that oak door was erotic beyond words. Alice was in there, bringing herself off, in a way I knew not how, whether she was watching the movie or thinking of what she’d seen me do, I had no idea. I didn’t even know how she gets herself off. I felt my clit buzzing again, so I went down to the utility room hoping against hope that her hamper would be there. It wasn’t, but there was a pile of bras and panties that were neither mine nor Emily’s. A quick rummage found the pair that were still moist and I took one deep inhale before clamping them between my legs and rubbing off, cumming hard right onto the crotch. 

Oh dear. It has begun. Our first sexual encounter, so-to-speak. 

I wonder where, if anywhere, it will go.