Alone at Work Ch.4
The next night at work was quiet without Richard and went by quickly. When I got home that morning I tossed and turned in bed trying not to think about Richard, or what happened at the mall. I kept having flashbacks of begging him to make me cum and I shuddered at the memory. After a while I must have fallen asleep from pure exhaustion, because the next thing I remember I was startled awake by my alarm letting me know I had to get up for work. Did I really sleep for 12 hours straight? It’s happened before and it probably won’t be the last time. I stretched out in bed and try to will myself to get up but I just want to lay there a few more minutes. As I do I …