I tried to find ways to make the time pass, but I could feel every minute grinding by. I wrote out ten-dollar checks to the electric, gas, and cable companies. I figured if I at least paid something they might not shut me off. I did some laundry. I cleaned up around the house, though it didn’t seem to make much of a difference. I spread my pussy a few times in front of the camera, but that only made me feel lower, especially when I couldn’t pull in more than a couple tokens for my pathetic efforts.
When I heard tires on the gravel driveway, I just about passed out. I prayed it wasn’t a cop car coming to inform the next of kin. The familiar sound of Jesse’s boots across the kitchen floor saved my life. I was in my bedroom in nothing but my shelf bra. I quietly got up and closed my door. I didn’t want him to see me naked and possibly set him off all over again. I listened as he passed by, undid the padlock and closed his bedroom door behind him. I didn’t move, keeping my ear pressed to my door.
After a shower and some more rummaging around in his room, he left. He knew I was in my room, but he never said a word. I would have felt better if he had at least called me a filthy slut on his way out. The faint scent of cologne tickled my nose. I listened until the sound of his truck became indistinguishable from the sounds of the night crickets, then sat back down in front of the webcam and became instantly annoyed with myself. Just knowing Jesse was in the house had gotten my pussy as wet as a horny virgin on her wedding night.
I grabbed my double-dong, filled my cunt with one end, then curled it down and plugged the smaller end into my lubed up asshole. I grabbed the curve of the flexible rubber toy and hate fucked both my holes simultaneously to a punishing orgasm that was better than I deserved. I was left feeling like a piece of garbage, but I managed to earn twenty bucks for my troubles.
I flipped off the computer without even bothering to log out of the site and headed for the shower.
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Three hours later I was sitting on the sofa with my feet tucked up underneath me watching TV. I was surprised when Jesse showed up. I didn’t think he’d be home before midnight, if at all. I hadn’t bothered to get dressed after my shower so I was in nothing but my robe. I pulled it closed and cinched it tight.
Jesse was in the kitchen, but I didn’t hear him moving around. Was he just standing there? After a minute he came into the living room and stopped. There was that cologne again.
“You look sharp,” I said hoping to start us off on a good note. “Big date tonight?”
He scoffed. “That’s what I thought.” He held up a twelve-pack of Natty Ice. “I owed you.”
I smiled and tried not to get all gushy over this, but the fact that he was thinking of me was almost enough to make me cry.
“A whole twelve-pack? And a fancy date? Since when did you become the big spender?” I teased gently.
“Hit a scratch ticket for two hundred yesterday.” He crossed the room and took a seat in our ratty lounge chair. He tossed me a beer and took one for himself.