The Secret in the Back Room

"Just getting a box of condoms."

It sounded like someone had come in to buy protection. Clarissa might run the antique shop next door, but she stopped by my mother's place all the time to chat, so she knew her way around the store pretty well.

I couldn't see what was happening out front. All I could hear was Clarissa rummaging through shelves, then telling the customer the price.

My mind felt foggy.

The air around me carried a faint, sweet scent.

It was that aromatherapy oil my mother had bought recently. She had told me to light it when I slept because it could help me relax.

Right now, though, the smell made it harder to think straight.

A moment earlier, Clarissa's warmth had been wrapped around me. Now that I was exposed to the open air again, I felt a cool breeze brush against my skin.

I shivered.

Just then, I heard hurried footsteps coming from the front.

It was Clarissa.

It sounded like she had even locked the shop door, probably to keep anyone else from coming in.

Then she headed quickly toward the back storage room.

Each step brought her closer.

She seemed to be pulling off her pants as she walked.

A second later, that same heat and wetness surrounded me again.

Even though nothing had technically happened yet, the intense friction alone was enough to make my head spin.

"Mmm…"

This time, I couldn't hold it in. A long groan slipped out of my throat.

Clarissa froze immediately, clearly startled.

I felt embarrassed, too, but the raw urge surging through my body left me no room to think anymore.

"Ms. Hartley, it's me."

My voice shook with a mix of nerves and embarrassment.

"Sh-Shawn? Wh-why are you here?"

Her voice was full of shock. For some reason, though, she still hadn't moved away. Our bodies were still pressed together.

I could still feel that heat wrapped tightly around me, as if one push would break the final barrier between us.

"I-I fell asleep back here earlier," I said, my voice uneven. "I accidentally triggered the mechanism on the bed. Can you… turn it off for me?"

My breathing had grown heavier without me realizing it.

But instead of pulling away immediately, Clarissa seemed to shift her weight lower against me, as if the reaction only made her more excited.

Then, after a pause, she stepped away and unplugged the bed.

Without power, the restraints released almost instantly.

The moment my arms and legs were free, I instinctively stood up.

When I looked down, my heart nearly stopped.

I was standing directly in front of Clarissa, and my huge shaft was lined up perfectly with her flushed lips.

If I had stood up even a little faster, I would've bumped right into her mouth.

The strong scent of my body seemed to make her eyes grow hazy.

She bit her lip softly.

In that moment, whatever restraint I had left completely crumbled.

My trembling hand came down on the back of her head, making her body shiver slightly.

"Ms. Hartley… I-I want you," I said quietly. "Will you help me?"