I got the idea for this story while surfing a voyeur site on the Internet. One of the clips available was of a young woman secretly filmed pleasuring herself. I thought what would she do if she knew… This story is one possible answer.
This is my first attempt at writing an erotic story, or a story of any kind in fact. I have read many written by others. If reviewed favorably I will probably write more.
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Chapter 1
Mandy was enjoying her evening. She had worked hard all day as the newest Girl Friday at a prestigious local law firm and needed some relaxation.
She had showered earlier and was sitting on the sofa in the living room of her one bedroom apartment in a state of semi-dress, meaning only a short spaghetti strap top and a pair of light blue silk hip-hugger bikini panties adorned her petite figure. Not a big TV fan she had instead chosen to listen to her favorite female soft rock artist on her inexpensive stereo. At 21 she was newly on her own and considered herself fortunate to have found a good paying job and her own apartment right out of college. Her legs were spread open and had there been anyone there to see, her posture would have afforded a tantalizing view.
She suspected that her good looks and perfectly proportioned figure had played a role in her recent good luck in landing her new job. During the interview the day before she had noticed that David, the firm's hiring manager, had been more interested in her appearance and cute smile than the answers she had supplied on her employment application or in response to his verbal questions. Not that she minded the stares he was giving her. Although not terribly experienced she certainly was no virgin and had long since discovered the pleasures hidden between her legs. She knew the job was hers before the interview was over.
Today had been her first day on the job. The other female employees had taken her under their wing and shown her around the offices explaining the job to her. Carol, a cute brunette with slightly larger breasts than Mandy's, had paid particular attention to her. Mandy suspected that she and Carol could become close friends with just a little effort. David was never far away and she caught him several times sneaking a longing look at her body. He obviously wanted to do naughty things to her. She took a hidden pleasure in accidentally allowing him a quick peek down her low cut blouse or up her short skirt. The thought she was in control and able to contribute to his sexual frustration was somehow sexually exciting to her. Beside she felt she owed him something for giving her a chance to show she could do the job.
When the workday had finally ended she had return to her apartment mildly exhausted and in need of some relaxation. After her shower she had opened a bottle of Chardonnay and had enjoyed some with her evening meal. The rest would be consumed before the evening was over.
Her laptop computer was within easy reach resting on the arm of the sofa. As was her usual custom for this time of evening she was cruising the Internet; not looking for anything in particular, just aimlessly surfing from site to site. In the past she had occasionally ventured into porn sites and especially liked the voyeur/exhibitionist sites she had come across. The idea of unknowingly being caught on camera doing something naughty had some appeal to her somewhat suppressed exhibitionist side.
She was experiencing a warm glow caused by the wine consumption and felt the stirrings of passion. Her thoughts were on how she had kept David hovering around her all day like a bee on honey. She knew she would pleasure herself before the night was over. Her passion seemed to be directing the movements of the mouse on the laptop causing her to once again enter her favorite voyeur site.
As she surfed through the pages of the site reading the descriptions of the available clips she began to feel the glow of the wine move to her female center. She quickly scrolled past the description of girls being secretly filmed in the restroom relieving their bladders. She didn't particular care for this type of voyeur film.
A description, "Watch this young beauty relieve her sexual frustrations" under the heading "New to the Site" caught her eye. Almost without thought, she found herself clicking on the link that would play the clip. As she waited for the clip to download, her hand cupped her left breast and gave it a gentle squeeze under her spaghetti strap top with her thumb and forefinger kneading the perky nipple. Her caress began to ignite and inflame her sexual fires. Slowly she slid her hand down across her flat hard stomach and found the elastic band of her silk panties. Her perfectly manicured fingernails gently lifted the elastic as her hand continued it's decent to her now moist pussy. She cupped her mound in her hand and gently squeezed.
The clip download had completed and it began to play as she slipped her index finger between her lower lips finding the source of her pleasure. She watched as the clip began to play. It appeared to be of excellent quality and showed great detail. There was no one shown in the clip yet but the surroundings appeared to be strangely familiar. Her finger began to caress her clitoris in anticipation of what was to come.
Suddenly, her hand froze and she watched herself appear in the clip. She had entered the movie clip wearing only a towel having just showered. She could feel the small hairs rise on the back of her neck, her eyes glued to her laptop screen in horror and fascination as she watched the scene unfold. She was shown removing her only source of clothing, the towel, and then laying back on the same sofa she was currently sitting on. She was perfectly oriented for the best possible camera shot. Her neatly trimmed pussy was clearly displayed on the laptop screen. She watched her hand slowly descend across her body stopping between her legs. She could see the expression of pleasure on her face as she began to masturbate.
She sat up and quickly looked around the room in an attempt to locate the camera that had unknowingly captured her solo sex act of several days ago. Her current passions had cooled out of concern and angst. She was well aware that she was alone in the apartment and possibly vulnerable to a sexual predator. Her eyes immediately focused on the window directly across from her sofa. Based on the camera angle she surmised that the camera had recorded her actions through this window.
She jumped from the sofa and closed the curtains whose open state had permitted the recording. Realizing she was alone and in no immediate danger she returned to her place on the sofa. She clicked the replay button on the clip player and once again watched herself enter the room. As her video self pleasured herself, her mind was running a mile a minute. She vividly remembered how she had felt and what she was thinking about during the recorded solo sex act. She rapidly became both excited and angry as she watched herself reach organism on the video clip. The thought that someone had recorded her actions was strangely exciting but the thought that her actions were now available to the world brought anger. She was determined to get her revenge on the person responsible.
Using her computer skills she saved the clip to her local hard drive and began examining the file properties in an attempt to determine the source of the file. She recorded the IP address of the source computer and using other software quickly revealed more detailed information. A frown crossed her lips as she read the name of the IP owner. So that's why she had gotten the job so easily. Her nose flared slightly as she thought of how she would seek her revenge on David.
Chapter 2
Mandy awoke earlier than normal the next morning. She used the extra time to pay particular attention to her looks. She knew she would have to appear extra appealing if the plan she had hatched last night before falling asleep was to work.
She started her preparations with a long hot shower. Emerging from the shower she toweled herself dry while looking at her 110-pound body in the steamed full-length mirror. She took great joy in admiring her reflection. She could readily see why David had shown such interest the day before. Her small breasts, 34B, were teenage perky with small pink button nipples. She didn't need a bra for support and only wore one when circumstances or decorum required it. Today would be such a day. She gazed down her reflection to her flat, hard stomach and then, lower, to her hips and perfectly proportion ass. She thought they too were perfect. Turning slightly she looked at her private female parts. Her lower lips were devoid of hair; she shaved regularly, and seemed to be pouting. Their fullness hid the inner workings that she had used so often in the past to bring pleasure to herself. Above the lips she had a neatly trimmed patch of blonde curly hair.
