As most everyone knows, I'm just an amateur writer and write because I like telling stories. I stopped writing for a few years and started back up again. Some said I should have stayed stopped while others said they were glad I was back. I get a lot of comments and also suggestions for stories. I decided to write a story on one of the recent suggestions. I hope you enjoy this short story.
The Auditor
My name is Henry Allison and I would like to tell you a little about my life. Believe me when I tell you, it will not be exciting till I tell you about the last few years. I'm now twenty-six years old. I have twin sisters who are a couple of years older than me. They both went to college and started their own real-estate business together. They were always popular and smart. They were outgoing and very personable. Jenny and Penny were athletic and were on both the volleyball and softball teams. They even got a scholarship to college. They met their future husbands their junior year of college and both got married after graduation. They are both very happy and successful with families of their own.
When I was born I was jaundiced and was both undersized and frail. My sisters always took care of me and looked after me during grade and middle school. When people made fun of me my sisters always stood up for me. In high school I grew to be rather normal. I was 5'8" tall but only weighed 140 lbs. Because of my past I wasn't very popular but a lot of classmates talked to me because of my sisters. After my sisters graduated and went on to college I became somewhat of a loner again.
I loved mathematics and excelled in it. I received a full ride scholarship in accounting at a local college. (It wasn't the same college my sisters went to.) I drove back and forth to classes. I wasn't a party person and kind of kept to myself. I had friends but they were mostly nerds and geeks. A few of the more popular students did ask for my help in the math and accounting classes. I was happy to help them and I considered them friends even though I didn't hang out with them.
I did go places with my geek friends. We went to the movies, out for pizza and even tried bowling. I was actually happy but felt I was missing out by not regularly dating. I did go on a few dates but of course never had a sex life except with my right hand and a porno tape. I felt like I was the only twenty-year-old virgin around.
For my twenty-first birthday my friends took me to a lounge that had dancers and strippers. I never drank much other than my dad giving me a beer now and then. This night of my birthday I was somewhat drunk but felt I still had my senses. My friends got me a room and bought me a woman. They told me I had her for the next four hours.
I have to tell you about this woman. In my eyes she was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She was sweet, very sexy and treated me like I was the only man alive. I don't know how old she was but I would say twenty, maybe twenty-one.
Even though I was drunk I remember Iris kissing me, I mean really kissing me. I think at that moment I fell in love with her. She let me kiss and suck on her nipples. It was funny but the next day my friends didn't believe anything I told them. I was told that hookers never kissed their clients. They said they didn't see her, but just gave a couple hundred dollars to the bartender and asked him to send up a woman.
Iris instructed me how to suck and kiss her nipples and how to gently rub the sides of her tits. She would tell me the different things that a woman liked. I kissed her tummy and then the area below her belly. She took in her breath while I licked and kissed her there.
I remember her saying, "Henry, gently rub your face on my muff. Women like that a lot."
I did just like she said and for the next ten minutes rubbed my face all over her muff. She then asked me if I knew how to eat a pussy. I didn't tell her that she was my first sexual experience ever but I did tell her I wasn't a good pussy eater.
"Henry, get down between my legs and I will spread my lips for you. I want you to kiss my pussy. I'll spread my lips for you and you can stick your tongue in it. If you don't like the smell you don't have to do it."
"I can smell you already and you smell great." I climbed up between her legs and automatically began to suck and tongue her pussy just like she was telling me. She was saying all kinds of sexy things to me and suddenly she squirted her juices in my face. I ate at her pussy all the harder and I think she must have climaxed. She grabbed my head and held onto it for a minute or so.
She asked me, "Henry, will you come up here and kiss me?" With her juices all over my face I climbed up and kissed her more passionately than I have ever kissed anyone. I was naked and she grabbed hold of my cock and slid it into her. I didn't even have on a condom. I've carried one in my wallet for the last two years but never used it.
I came so hard that it took everything out of me. I was laying on Iris and rolled off of her and lay next to her. I fell asleep and woke up to the phone ringing. The man on the phone said, "Sir, you have to leave the room in a half hour." I thanked him and hung up.
I looked around and Iris was gone. I wanted to cry. I took a quick shower and left the motel. I had to wonder if I had dreamed the whole thing. I didn't know what to believe if it was real or not. I talked to my friends and they asked me if I had a good time.
"I had the best time of my entire life. I wish I could find her. Do any of you know her or how I could get hold of her?"
"Sorry Henry, like we told you before, we just gave a guy some money and asked him to send a woman up to your room. We never saw her, are you sure she was as good looking as you say? After all, you did have a lot to drink."
"Well guys, you made my twenty-first birthday the best day of my life."
I graduated the following year and was hired by the IRS to audit taxes. Since I graduated the top of my class the IRS didn't pull any punches with me and the audits.
I was now 5' 9" and weighed 160 lbs. According to the older women in the office I was considered a good-looking guy. It's just that I never thought of myself that way. I guess because I was always put down and denigrated by most of my peers in school.
My supervisor came in and said that he had a list of audits for me to go over. They were taxes that the system rejected for possible errors. These were the ones that scared the shit out of people. I was taking care of them and some people just made mistakes. We just corrected them and people made their adjustments. There were a few where people who were trying to cheat the government. Not a good thing to do. These people were much more difficult to deal with. Usually charges were filed and a lot of back taxes plus penalties had to be paid.
The next one I had was a woman I thought was trying to use the system. Her name was Rosie McDonald. On her taxes the last two years she said she was an escort. We knew by best experience that the escort services were really mostly prostitutes. Legal or not they still had to pay their fair share.
