Maggie’s Slutty Reality Ch. 6.1

Sorry for the wait everyone, busy, crazy week. My interview went well, I believe I'm starting in early July. Can't give much detail other than it's at a local theme park, at a resort, part time, making $14/hr, which is a dollar less than I'm making now but hopefully will have more hours and not mess with my ability to do my school work which is going pretty good as well. Feeling a little less emotional as things are moving somewhere with my life and who knows maybe I'll meet the one at work, or at least have some "fun" without getting fired. Anyways, here's chapter 6, or the start of it...

“Sure, but first, let’s do it somewhere safer, more private and maybe with some more comfortable clothes on.”

I was in such an overwhelming emotional state that I somehow completely forgot that I was sitting outside my window, pretty much naked except for a towel where anyone could drive by back behind the house and catch a glimpse, or worse, my neighbor could. Thankfully I had been keeping my window unlocked, in case of situations like this and in a small, safe town, that was at least one of the perks I didn’t have to worry about that someone was going to break in while I was gone. Natalie helped me open the window and gave me a boost to climb back in, giving my butt a sharp slap as I did which caused me to look back with an annoyed look on my face.

“Probably wasn’t the best timing for that was it,” she looked as if she had just done something really embarrassing rather than playful.

I was laying on the ground, looking back up at her through the window, “you think?”

“You take a shower, get dressed, and I’ll be back through the front door and we’ll talk,” she said with a smile and before there was any more awkwardness, she left, just wearing her bikini and her towel draped over her shoulder back to her place.

I had a feeling that she was enjoying the attention she probably got and cared less who saw and what they thought of her, but that’s another story. Another story that was currently making me jealous that I wish I had that kind of freedom in my life. But as if I were on autopilot, I did what she asked and took a shower and got dressed in normal and comfy clothes and before I knew it the doorbell rang and my mom was calling me to tell me I had a friend here to see me. I walked to the front almost worried that Nat came back wearing something scandalous but she ended up just showing up in leggings and a shirt and without another word I walked her back into my room.

I think if it had been a guy, my parents would have been more, suspicious, but because it was Natalie, they had seen her before at my track meets and she was a girl, they didn’t think anything of it and just went back to what they were doing without making an embarrassing commotion over it.

Natalie walked over and sat on my bed and patted next to her, “ok, what were you going to tell me?”

I walked over to her and sat next to her feeling like a child who was about to confess how the big, bad, bullies made me eat dirt and somehow that did feel somewhat accurate. I was nervous on how much to tell her, worried that she was going to get offended, or use it against me, or maybe get worried and tell my parents and I’d be in a psych hospital by the afternoon and as I fidgeted with my hands stuttering for the first time in my life to try to find the right words, she took my hands into hers, looked me into the eyes and I felt completely at ease.

“Well, it all kind of started when I visited my sister after graduation,” from there I was just kind of on autopilot.

I looked down every so often as I talked, picturing the scenes that I described to Natalie and then I would nervously look up to see her reaction to gauge if I had gone too far or not. She would chime in every so often with an oh my god or a question of how I felt or concern, sometimes of anger or frustration to the way I was treated. I told her about Jon and how he, auditioned me for my fantasy at the glory hole, the actual experience which I couldn’t gauge her reaction, I was worried she thought I was a freak and couldn’t tell if she was turned on, disgusted or concerned, or maybe all of the above. I told her about the events that happened afterwards and although some things made her giggle, I could tell she was trying to restrain her reactions as to not offend me, but I had to agree that some in hindsight were a little funny.

I moved on to telling her about the events that happened at home, the dreams, helping Jim, the exposures, the fucking at the restaurant, April, the tasks from my brother-in-law, all of it and felt so embarrassed that I didn’t know what was happening the whole time but also feeling my body betray me as now I was getting turned on and I felt she could tell by my blushing and breathing starting to get a little ragged. I couldn’t tell what was more embarrassing, what I was telling her or how I was now reacting, letting my instincts take over and, in a way, not being “professional” about it all, which is the best way I can describe how I was hoping this would all happen.

“It’s ok, keep going,” Natalie said, putting her hand on my own, gripping me to show me her support as well as her concern.

We moved up to the strip club, the gangbang, finding out about the blackmail and everything that came after that and I felt like I was on an emotional rollercoaster with so many flips and turns that I had no idea which way was up or down and started feeling actually dizzy and looking up, I couldn’t figure out how Natalie was feeling at all, her expression seemed almost, blank. As I finished and caught her up to this point, she still seemed somewhat emotionless.

Without a word she got up, took my hand, smiled and said, “how about we take one of those baths you talked about, I feel we both need to relax right now, that was a real intense ride you went through.”

I didn’t turn down her offer but accepted it, I mean we had just been completely naked in a public jacuzzi together, so I guess this was much less bad than that, at least it was private. We walked into my bathroom and I watched as she turned the water on and put in some soup for some bubbles and turned back to me, unconsciously biting her lip as she looked at me.