Maggie’s Slutty Reality Ch. 4.1

I was dropped off at my house like a newspaper tossed onto the front lawn by a paper boy who hated his job. My clothes thrown out afterwards through the window and I quickly put them on before anyone may have noticed my predicament and out of fear that coming back into the house, I didn’t want my parents accidentally seeing me walking in naked. I don’t think there was an excuse that existed to have gotten me out of that situation. I looked back into the open window just in time to see him smiling at me as he drove off, I hated him so much. If there was any time, I ever questioned in the future what a walk of shame in the future was, I’d just have to remember this moment, as I walked back into the house.

Thankfully it was late or in this case early enough that no one was awake in the house and I was able to sneak into my room without my parent’s blowing up at me for being out running this long. Stripping back down was the easy part, getting the belt off was something else, the feeling of undoing the belt felt like I had just taken my waist out of a vice which was nothing compared to the feeling of the dildos being slowly pulled out of me. It was a good thing I had done it in the bathroom because it just felt like I had pulled a plug out of a damn when all my juices started running out of my pussy and down my legs.

I took a quick shower feeling like I was trying to wash away all the evidence, threw on some old pjs and passed out in bed. What was once so hard to do hours ago was all my body wanted now. It felt good though, I felt relaxed and my mind was completely clear of stress, it felt like I was floating as I slept without a care in the world. I didn’t know what that all really meant, but at the moment, I honestly didn’t care.

It was probably some of the best sleep I had ever remembered myself getting and I woke up refreshed to the sound of a text message on my phone.

“Hey, it’s Natalie, thought I would message you to see if you were still up for catching up. Don’t worry about getting back to me so fast, I have a feeling you probably needed to sleep in a bit, being out so late last night or this morning…” the message wrote.

“Hey! I’m awake, the run was just the trick, want to meet up out at the public pool by my house, we could catch some sun and people watch.”

“Sure, sounds great, see you around 2?”

I was kind of disappointed that she wanted to meet so late and frankly I knew if I went back to sleep, I was probably going to sleep for another 8 hours without even realizing it. It was the weird thing about my biological clock, it seemed it reset whenever I would wake up. So, I decided to get up, take another shower and figure out what I was going to wear. Not sure why I cared so much but trying to figure out my outfit almost made this feel like I was going on a date. Come to think of it, up to this point I had never actually been on a date, kind of weird when you think about it. I’ve had an obscene amount of sex and yet I’ve never actually dated anyone before, I thought one usually led to the other.

In the end I decided not to put too much though on it and picked out some board shorts, a t-shirt and a bikini top to go under it, basically what I’m used to wearing when I go to the beach or pool. Natalie knew me as a tomboy and with any change, I worried that she may suspect something and my secret would be out or I’d be at the mercy of some other blackmailer. My body suddenly cringed remembering Officer Chad from last night and worried about running into him again and how that was all going to play out. I guess all I could do for now was keep it out of my mind and deal with it when it came up, not like I had much of a choice about it for now.

I made sure to make myself some lunch, nothing fancy just a sandwich, chips and a soda and before I knew it, 2PM was closing in and I started making my way over to the pool. It wasn’t very far away, so I put on some sandals, threw my phone, wallet and keys into my backpack with a towel and headed over. It felt like forever since I’d last seen Natalie, although in truth it probably had been barely a year give or take. With everything that had been going on in my life it was hard to think of time and every time I tried, I’d think of all the things that I had been doing.

As I walked over to the pool, I did start thinking of the times I spent with Natalie. We met on the track team and looking back now, I have to admit she’s always been pretty cool, and well, pretty as well. We were a lot alike, liked the same music, movies, kind of nerdy, but she was well, girly and I was well, me and other than the times we saw each other for practice or meets, we didn’t really hang out outside of school. Because of that, I didn’t really know much else about her, but I guess in high school, what else was there really to know. I wonder if she was thinking the same things, I was walking over to the pool realizing how little she knew of me as well, other than what the rumors around the school were saying about what a good little angel I was and my stoner friends that I used to hang out with.

When I finally got to the pool, Natalie was already there setting up a chair wearing a tank top and a wrap around her waist, she saw me and waved and I for some reason nervously waved back. I came over to meet her and dropped my stuff on the chair next to her and when I looked up, she was taking off her tank top and wrap to reveal and rather small bikini, something I would have been way too shy to ever wear in public.

“Are you just going to stare or are you going to join me over in the hot tub, after my run last night I could sure use the heat for how sore I was after,” she giggled and kicked off her flip-flops heading over to the empty jacuzzi.

Shit, was I staring?!?!