It’s my own damn fault – 4

She smiled. “That’s where you come in. My task…is to recruit someone…someone to bring in, who then agrees to do something for us, for the group. We’re not supposed to be either romantically involved with them, or actively engaged in having sex with them either. So technically,

we’re not…but you’re also the best candidate I can come up with. See, they also have to be accepted by the group too. It can’t just be some bum dragged in off the street and asked to do this…this particular thing for the group. They have to agree, and approve of whoever it is before he does.”

“Does what?”

“What you’re obviously good at, obviously already comfortable in doing. Like I bet Mandy and Cynthia earlier on when I told them. I bet I could get you to jerk off in front of me, which obviously you did.”

“Let me get this straight…you’re asking me to jerk myself off in a room full of girls? Sorority sisters? While they watch?”

“You got it!” She beamed.

“Chris, listen…”

“No, you listen…” she said interrupting me. “I’m out of time…we’re out of time. There’s no one else that can do this for me…and after what you did up in the window today, watching us, I think you owe it to us to do that for us…don’t you?”

I knew this was coming of course, had even expected it to some extent, but not to quite the extent that she was asking me. And still I hesitated.

“Look, if you do this for me…for us, I promise you this, no matter what happens after this, I will never again hold anything against you, or ever ask you, or require from you any favors. Just this one…this one big one. We need you to do this for us Thomas, so we can be accepted. It’s really not that big of a deal. All you do is show up, once the group accepts you as a worthwhile candidate, you then get naked…and simply jerk yourself off in front of everyone. You don’t have to worry about any of them doing anything to you. All we’ll do is watch…until you come. After you do, you can leave. That’s it!”

“That’s it. I just walk in…drop drawers, jerk off and come. And then leave.”

“Yep…basically pretty simple really.”

I didn’t see it as being all that simple myself. But under the circumstances, I didn’t exactly see any way out of it either.

“When?”

“Friday night, eight o’clock…I’ll give you directions on how to get there. So, will you Thomas? Will you agree to do this for me? For my friends?”

I knew Stella had to work until nine tomorrow night, putting her home around ten or ten thirty at the latest. Hopefully, if I did this…it wouldn’t take all that long. Though standing there in front of a strange group of girls, me naked…them watching me trying to get myself off, might prove to be a bit more difficult and stressful than I could ever imagine.

“If I do this for you…you promise, we’re even after that? No more anyone owing anyone anything right?”

“After you do this for me…then right, we’re even. I promise.”

I considered it a moment more, and then figured there wasn’t much else I could do about it, but agree to go along.

“Ok, I will. I’ll do it for you even though it’s against my better judgment.”

Chris squealed excitedly, reaching over giving me a quick hug even though I was driving, forcing me to swerve just a little. She then settled back into her seat, though as she did, she started doing something else I hadn’t planned on…especially as we were only a few blocks away from the store now. She was wearing a skirt, which I just then noticed, though noticing a lot more as she turned slightly towards me spreading her legs. She didn’t have any panties on.

“I enjoyed watching you…now you can enjoy watching me. Though please…try to keep your eyes on the road while you do too. I’d hate having us end up in a ditch somewhere before I manage to come for you.”

**

I continued to drive, periodically looking over towards her as she played with herself. The sounds now easily heard as her cunt got juicier and juicier. The slickness of her fingers working in and out of herself, often tasting it, before slipping them back in again, still fingering, still fucking her cunt.

“We’re here,” I announced pulling into the lot.

“Sok, I’ll stay out here and wait for you,” she smiled. “Don’t want to have to start all over again…so I’ll keep the motor running,” she laughed as she continued to manipulate her clit even more obscenely, holding it between two fingers, working it up and down as though she were Thomasing it off.

“Fuck me,” I said climbing out of the car and then hurried inside to get the wine before someone came by and saw what she was doing.