Chapter 516 The Pleasure In My Job:>Ep14

• Apparently Mr. G either got bored controlling me or was out of time on his end because the vibe sped back up to 100% and stayed there. My orgasm was now inevitable. I considered making a mad dash to the apartment, but with my luck, I would trip and then climax rolling around on the sidewalk. Or I would have made it home and but cum in front of Kimberly and Lisa as I walked through the door, My head spun around looking for an alternate location. All I saw was a bus stop. Fortunately at this time of the evening, it was empty. I looked up the street to make sure a bus wasn't about to arrive and then ducked inside the plastic hut meant to provide shade as people waited. I sat down and shut my eyes. I then squeezed my thighs together as hard as I could and clenched my sphincter trying to maximize the vibrations. It worked.
• As I foretold at the sandwich shop, I came hard and I came wet. Since I was wearing my tight jeans, there was nowhere for me to spray but the inside of my pants. It felt like I squirted more than last time. At least that was my perception as my body was rocked by wave after wave of pleasure. There was no way I could have hid what was happening in the restaurant or for that matter if I passed anybody walking the rest of the way home. I sat on the bench panting for several minutes as my body continued to clench, squeezing my pussy and ass even harder against the invaders. Eventually both stopped. I hoped my two controllers enjoyed themselves, although I was sure they didn't have as much fun as I did. I was still blissfully not in danger of being discovered, so I thought about turning both vibes back on and trying to ride out a quick second orgasm. But I had an incredible journal entry to write and I should do that before masturbating again. I also had to figure out what I should pack to bring to Sedona. A suitcase with a few days of clothes was easy. But how many pairs of panties would I need? Obviously I was going to bring my three toys and my laptop. But would I need anything else for this trip? Just thinking about starting work at Joie de Vivre had my arousal building again.
• "Control yourself, Madison. Don't turn the vibes on until you get home," I kept repeating to myself. Then my brain added "You're a good girl. Write in your journal about your first public orgasm. Good girls send their boss reports on their progress. Good girls get rewarded." I don't know where that came from, but it gave me peace and the confidence that I could make it home without incident. No vibrations, but I was still turned on from just remaining stuffed.