Authors Note: Taking every ones POV to heart, I pulled Sarah and her perspective out of the story and made her own chapter. Though mostly a boring recap in my mind, it is a much needed chapter with some added flair. Too much to put in the previous chapters and too little as a chapter of its own, is my thought. Combining it with the next chapter was too big but had to be told now because it is a small key piece as the story unfolds.
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Here I am, Sarah Lane, college graduate with a degree in economics. I thought I could go out and conquer the world once I had my degree. Such a laugh, nobody was hiring. The best I could do was this job in an upscale jewelry store. I have done well working here for a year and a half, promoted to assistant manager. Then again it isn't hard if you stick around and work hard and have a knack with people. I did get job interviews after a while, but nothing that struck my fancy to tell the truth. Maybe I was already happy in my own little world.
I have my own little apartment I share with my boyfriend and an old car which has served me well over the years. Boyfriend, live in lover, whatever, he was great when we first met. It just hasn't gotten any better in the relationship department. Is that what happens in life? You get to a heightened point then nothing but the boringly mundane rut day after day. The last six months, a walk through the park together holding hands would be a simple glorious romantic gesture. He would rather watch Sports Center than have anything to do with me. It just looks like he has found somebody else. I don't know how, he rarely leaves the TV when home it seems. Then again, there is the girl over in apartment 4B he seems to ogle out of the corner of his eye when he thinks I am not watching. What does she have that I don't? Other than those whopping big tits with big hard nipples she is always displaying bra less in tight tops. Most men salivate over those, I know, I have seen it in my college days.
My breasts aren't exactly small, my nipples tend to a turn men off however. They are highly sensitive but don't project, even when excited which men tend to love. In a tight shirt they aren't noticeable, even when excited and bra less.
There was my roommate in college, Amanda. The best sex I ever had and didn't exactly get fucked. I walked into our room and she was riding her boyfriend like a mare in heat. It turned me on as I just stood there and watched. Our eyes locked, I was mesmerized. She would pant. I would pant. She would moan and I would follow suit. Before I knew it I had my fingers buried in my pussy, pinching and pulling my nipples. We both climaxed at the same time staring at each, just like a surreal porn movie.
After her boyfriend left, don't even remember his name, just one of many, Amanda called me a voyeuristic cunt. She started teasing and wrestling with me and her naked form won out because I was laughing so hard. Then she planted her well used pussy on my face and made me eat her out. I enjoyed it too much I think. We had several trysts like that throughout the school year but it never escalated to much more than that. She only used her fingers to get me off when I would suck the cum out of her pussy. Maybe I am just a twisted sexual deviant, I don't know.
The day Rick and Jen walked in the store, I knew their was a certain air about them. They weren't suppose to be my customers but I sidled up, taking them away. He was arrogant in a kind way which I thought was odd. She never said a word just smiled. Dominant men and submissive women are a dime a dozen in the jewelry store sales business. You can almost spot them the minute they enter. They are always arrogant and abrasive, not him though. You could see the kindness and gentleness written all over his face. I got horny just watching them oddly interact with each other. She couldn't speak, not sure if she was commanded to be silent or was a mute.
At first, I thought I had read them wrong. He was looking at a specific necklace but wanted a heavier chain. That was normal for their lifestyle, the manager never took my suggestion to display the heavier ones. The manager thought I was crazy as women were always the ones buying except at Christmas and Valentines Day. We always had them in the back for those occasions, but we were always running out. It was a simple large gold ring on a short heavy chain. We had then from choker style to cleavage poppers as we called them. One of the bigger selling points, it could handle additional pendants or chains. Normally, customers would add short chains with diamonds or a diamond heart pendant locket. Every now and then you would get a special request for a chain to attach to nipple jewelry or attach to the nipples directly. Yes, we fulfilled those requests.
Not him, he chose a flat gold heart and had it inscribed. Then had me make a heavy chain with a gold plate. Little did he know we had them already made up in the back with the proper size. We actually get lots of requests for those also. A master and his puppy, she was no dog in my eyes. On the guy scale she was an eight at least or ate-able as the guy joke goes. A few inches shorter than me, I towered over her while in my four inch heels. She was injured and he kindly asked me to put it on her. It fit perfectly in my eyes. Not too tight and the gold circle fell right where it needed and the heart made it stand out. Just looked like a fancy dog collar. My pussy was leaking and pulsating at that point.
