Job Satisfaction, Employee Benefits, And Other Bad Puns About Getting Off On The Job - Part 2: And the Award for Best Actress Goes To...

OK... last time I talked about what secretly turns me on at work. Now today I'm gonna give away a few more secrets - but not the kind you wanna hear. Sorry guys, but today's topic is about what I secretely DON'T get off on at work.


Ya see, a lot of what I do is called ACTING. Sometimes we get these customers who want to role play, or do some minor discipline stuff, or just want to see me get off. It's all just an act. Over the years I've learned how to:


Dominate
Act like a cheerleader who's been naughty
Tie bondage knots
Pretend masterbate
Make "no" sound like "yes."


I could write tons of stuff about all the weird role playing stuff I've been asked to do, but I'll save that for more Freak of the Week stories. What I want to explain to you today is how I fake it.


Fingers
I won't finger myself for a customer, but I've mastered the art of faking it. This is a rather expensive extra that I don't mind doing. I have my whole technique down to a science. I fold my index finger in just the right way to make it look like it's been inserted. Then if I move it around fast enough (in a dark room), the customer won't be able to tell the difference.

Dildoes and Vibrators
Customers can bring in sex toys as long as they're still sealed in the original packaging. I will NOT stick anything inside me, but I'll play with them and rub them around my pussy and stuff. This is one of my most expensive extras, so please don't start dragging bags of toys to your next massage appointment. My trick with vibrators is to hold them in just such a way that they don't actually touch my clit. But I'll moan and squirm on the table like a dirty little whore all the same. I wish you could see it - my performance is worthy of an Oscar. Fuck Meryl Streep - getting a guy to believe that you're fucking yourself silly with a vibrator while he's standing just 2 feet away - THAT takes talent.

Strap-ons
In all my time here in The Business, I’ve only seen a strap-on once. It was brought in by this quiet little guy (it’s always the quiet ones, right?) who only came in once. When he first showed it to me, I thought it was just another dildo that I would have to pretend-fuck. Then he explained to me what it was really for…

“Holy shit! You want me to do WHAT?” I couldn’t believe that this guy had just walked in off the street and asked ME to fuck HIM up the ass. I swear to you I had never heard of this before. I was amazed that a device actually existed for women to do this sort of thing. Where do you guys come up with this stuff???

Anyway, we talked for a while and he discussed the mechanics of how it all worked. After the shock wore off, he asked me (more like pleaded) if I’d do it. Now normally I don’t offer to do extras for new customers, but I was intrigued by the whole idea. So a couple hundred dollars of “intrigue” later, I found myself strapping that sucker on.

I find it hard to describe. But I think the closest thing to compare it to is a power trip. I just felt this rush of being in charge because I was doing the fucking. He was on all fours and I was kneeling behind him just ramming away. Thank Gawd he couldn’t see me because I was starting to make my fuck faces – that is how much I was getting into it.

After a while he asked to change positions. That’s when I discovered that I was soaking wet! I began to panic, but luckily he was too much in his own world to notice me trying to casually clean myself. We ended the session with him on his back and me fucking him missionary style. From this position he was able to take care of himself at the same time, while I did my best not to let him know how much this was turning me on. I don’t know how you guys do it, but missionary fucking is HARD on the legs!

When it was all done, I had this weird feeling of confusion because this total stranger had just managed to get me all hot and bothered in a way I had never experienced before. I had absolutely no interest in having sex with the guy, it was just this act of pretend-fucking really turned me on. And that was the one and only time I had ever used a strap-on. I don’t think I could do that with a guy I was dating because I think part of the power trip for me was that whole humiliation thing going on. After you fuck a guy in the ass, I doubt you could look at him the same ever again. I hope that makes some sense.


............. wow.... I even felt a little funny remembering all that just now. I never saw that guy again, which may or not be a bad thing. The problem for me with getting aroused at work is that I feel like it's a loss of control. Inside that room I am in charge and nothing happens without my consent. So when something like that happens where I let myself go, I feel that loss of control which makes me feel very uncomfortable. But that's just me.


I hope I didn't burst too many bubbles today. And to all the guys who've asked about seeing me in session - ya still wanna see me now? LOL


CJ