A Slut Awakens

Deciding it was probably nothing more than a delivery guy or something and that it was better off to just ignore it I plucked a paper towel off the roll and got down on my hands and knees and began scrubbing up the wreckage of my beverage. It was then I heard the door shut from the living room.

My heart leapt to my throat as I jumped to my feet and found my black neighbor Sam staring straight at me. Staring is probably too soft a word, it was more like he was leering his eyes straying up and down my body as his tongue flicked out of the side of his mouth and traced his lips.

"You look so good in that outfit I couldn't help but think to myself; Sam old buddy, a little girl like that one shouldn't be in a house all by herself, it's simply not safe not with all the sexual predators out there these days." he quipped smiling broadly as he closed the distance and came up to the bar that separated the kitchen from the living room.

"Mmmr...wwwoodssson!"I stammered, "What are you earth talking about!? What are you doing here!? I...I... I think you should leave!" "Now now that's not a very polite way to treat guest's young lady! Your mother would be so upset to hear about how you are behaving. Did you know she begged my boss to have me look over you all this time, fix things around your house and make sure it's nice and quiet so you can dress up like the little girl you are?" He laughed, "Well granted she doesn't know you dress up but that can be our little secret can't it?" I stood there aghast, frozen in fear as I digested his words. He had been watching me dress up! How long had this gone on... had he seen me with the dildo? Oh no! What was I going to do if he saw me panting and screaming out for my daddy as I fucked myself relentlessly with that vibrating wonder machine? I was caught and I knew it so I decided to make the best of it. "What would you like to drink then Mr. Woodson!?" I cooed softly, getting a little more practice with my feminine voice.