Macenzie's Shame

Chapter one

Mackenzie McAuther sat daydreaming at work. The hours between 1 pm and 4 pm were the longest hours at her bank and the mundane repetitive nature of her job did not help. The lack of customers and the emptiness of the lobby Made her feel as though time stand still. In fact, at times she swore that the second hand on the clock would occasionally tic backward as if it lost count.

The view from the tiny booth she worked at as a bank teller was limited but she had a partial view of the front door. This was enough to give her overactive imagination a chance to bloom.

Mackenzie often thought of all kinds of escape from her boredom. She often fantasized about being robbed and saving the day. The thought of being the hero was amusing to her because of the slender petite body and her minuscule height lead people overlook any potential of being any kind of threat. At 5ft 4 and 110 soaking wet Mackenzie knows she was tough. She trained 4 times a week learning Krav Maga and worked out 4 days a week since she was 12 years old. To say that Mackenzie was obsessed with her fitness was an understatement,

Mackenzie would often catch people looking at her body. Her hair was curly and shoulder length. Her sun kissed skin shined with an organic bronze of natural beauty that she saved for her husbands eyes only. Not that her husband ever really cared enough to compliment her on her body.

Mackenzie just turned 26 years old. Her finely toned body spends most of the day hidden by her professional business dress and jacket. Leaving much to the imagination.

Mackenzie would often amuse herself by imagining herself as a superhero dashing into the broom closet to change into her sexy tight spandex uniform. It would always make her giggle.

Sean McAuther her husband used to love her muscular legs. But he hardly ever even looks at her now. He was her first and only sexual partner. After 8 years of marriage, it seemed she has to initiate contact to get any kind of attention.

on the rare occasion, her husband would touch her first it was as if foreplay had a 10-second rule. To give her some kind of pleasure she would often have to masturbate while they had sex while he would drive in for his biweekly poke in her vagina. It was not always this way.

For the first 3 years of marriage, Sean was ravenous with an unquenchable need for her body. Sean would grab Mackenzie in a moments notice and pull her into random secluded places and ravage her. They would fucked almost every day. There was probably not a flat surface in their apartment that had not seen some action.

Mackenzie first laid eyes on Sean Padrick McAuther In junior high school for Mackenzie it was love at first sight but Sean took his time to give her the attention. This drove Mackenzie crazy. she wanted him and she was determined to get what she wanted.

. Sean however was obviously to her attention only focused on his first love the schools computer lab.

Sean was a literal conundrum. A nerd was not supposed to have a chiseled body like his. It did not help that Mackenzie always loved nerds. The brain was her second favorite muscle.

By the time Sean realized that she was really into him they were Juniors in high school. She refused all the other boys. She knew she would make Sean hers. She used to tease him saying he was the perfect combination of brains, muscles, and, beauty.

Sean would reply by saying. " By my calculations after entering the proper calculations her perfectly symmetrical posterior was mathematically impossible. But yet it does somehow exist. It always made her laugh. But what she never told Sean was this moment was the first time Mackenzie could ever remember getting wet.

Mackenzie was interrupted from her daydream by the shadow of a group of people passing the doorway. After they pass she watched as the sunlight through the door played like a sundial. She knows when the shadow from the desk next to the door reaches the center of the room that it's time for her brake.

Is that what my life has come to she thinks as she prays for a break in her mundane life. Life is nothing but work, home, eat, sleep and repeat.,

Mackenzie took in a deep breath and slowly released.

Repeating in her head "PLEASE GOD GIVE ME SOME EXCITEMENT."

As if on cue the door charm dinged and she automatically straightened her posture to reflect professionalism as she smiled. But that smile quickly died as a man entered aiming a gun at her face.

Chapter 2

Temporary auditory exclusion. This term was drilled into Mackenzie by her Krav Maga instructor.

This is an event where a stressful situation causes the inability to hear temporally. She could her her instructor explain and try to teach her to keep a cool head and fight past it. This how ever was something new.

Mackenzie could clearly see the gun was leveled in her face. But it was not fear that gripped her it was something else. The only sound she could hear is her heart pounding and the whoosh of blood in her ears and the voice that sounded like she was under water. As the loud thumping of her heartbeat pounded in her ears. Perspiration dotted her forehead, then her chest, and around the small of her back. Her nipples became erect and she felt the moisture start the Secrete around her engorged clitoris.

She could hear her inner voice say." What is happening to me?" As the tingling sensation of spiderwebs began creeping up and down her spine. She felt as if all of her senses where is accelerated.

She could smell the musk of her wetness. Every tiny movement caused a shiver. The tiniest vibration setting off pulses of electro stimulation between her legs. Every micro expression she made seemed to intensify her arousal and deepen the aroma. Every tiny shift of the fabric of her panties rubbing against her swollen vagina sent waves of pleasure. Mackenzie had to fight the urge to moan.

Mackenzie thought to herself oh god please stay quiet! As she became aware that she could fell a quivering rise from her chest to her throat. As It became almost impossible to suppress her excitement.

The growing ecstasy was becoming almost impossible to hold in. She felt like a she had a volcano between her legs. She could feel every molecule that surrounded her. Even the office chair she was sitting in felt as if the leather was enveloping around her genitalia with a gentle kiss.

The fabric of her panties could no longer hold back her wetness as it was touching and clinging to her skin. The excitement was forcing ever hair on her body to stand as Erect as her nipples. The she felt as if Electricity sparked off her hairless legs as the cold air from the air conditioning began blowing through the vents underneath her booth. Mackenzie could fell icy wind blow deep into her secret places between her legs. She spread them ever so slightly as if to invite its frosty breath to envelop her waiting vagina.

Mackenzie could feel the wetness all over her inner thighs began overflowing freely like a broken dam.

She gasped as something began to quiver and spasm inside of her panties with orgasmic rhythms.

The Thumping, throbbing and pounding of her heart were playing rhythms of lust,want and need was just short of the point of being painful.

As Mackenzie's heart was thumping loudly in her ears further enhancing in that same rhythmic beat. She thanks that she was sitting as her legs felt as if they would collapse from the uncontrollable shaking.

Mackenzie realized that she just experienced her very first real orgasm.

Mackenzie felt as if all her energy left her body as if someone turned off a light switch. Her legs still quivering from her climax. As embarrassment and shame began to pour over her like a wave of mortification began to slowly slither through out her body.

Mackenzie began to worry if anyone knew. Did they see it happen? Could the smell her wetness like she could?

It felt as if time stopped but in reality it was only 10 seconds that had passed while Mackenzie slowly faded from ecstasy into reality. And she raised her hands to the air and the voices no longer sounded as if underwater. They became painfully clear and loud.

Mackenzie thought. HOLY SHIT WE ARE BEING ROBBED.