Page 109 of The Stalker

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The Toilet Break

Tatiana rolledover in her bed on the tour bus. She could feel the movement of the vehicle and hear the drone of the road noise as they traveled to the next city. She needed to use the bathroom, so she slipped out of her bed and made her way toward it.

Some part of her still expected to see Jesse chilling out on the sofa when she woke up in the middle of the night, even though it had been almost two weeks since he’d switched to sleeping on Harrison’s bus.

On her way to the bathroom, she saw light coming from the gap underneath Hayden’s door. She looked at her watch and saw that it was after two in the morning. She went to the bathroom quickly, and then thought that she should check on him to make sure he was okay.

“Hayden?” she called out as she knocked on his door.

There was no response, and Tatiana frowned. She knocked again a little louder, and her heart began to beat a bit faster in her chest as she did.

“Hayden, is everything okay?”

She heard nothing above the drone of the road noise, and her concern increased. The likelihood that something had happened on the bus in the middle of the night was minute, but she didn’t have the backup of Jesse, and it was unlike Hayden not to respond to her.

“I’m coming in to check on you, Hayden,” she announced as she opened the door.

Holy fucking shit.

As Tatiana looked into the room, she gasped in horror. Hayden was completely naked in his bed, with the sheets shoved down near the bottom of it. He had his cock in his hand, earbuds in his ears, and was looking at something on the phone that he was holding in his other hand.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” Tatiana blurted out.

Get the fuck out of there!

Hayden froze in his movements before he turned his face to look at her, and it seemed as though he couldn’t move. Tatiana couldn’t move, either. She knew that she should leave the room immediately, but her body wouldn’t cooperate. She stared at him, taking in every inch of his muscular form in all its glory.

He dropped the phone face down on the bed, then pulled the earbuds out of his ears with his free hand, not once removing his gaze from Tatiana as he did. Hayden swallowed heavily, and Tatiana saw his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he did.

Slowly, he began stroking his cock, and Tatiana’s breath caught. She felt herself getting wet from the erotic show he was putting on for her. Hayden’s gaze finally left hers, and she saw his eyes rove down her body. Her nipples jutted out, painfully hard against the soft blue silk of her nightgown, and she could barely breathe.

Hayden began stroking himself faster as his gaze moved down to where the dress stopped mid-thigh. She was aching for him to fill her with his stiff erection, and that feeling intensified as he returned his eyes to meet hers. He watched her as he continued pleasuring himself.

Tatiana remained frozen, entranced by what she was seeing. His chest rose as he inhaled each breath, then fell as he exhaled them. His breathing rate increased as he accelerated the speed at which he stroked himself as well. He moaned softly and bit his lip as he looked at her, stroking his cock faster again, and Tatiana could sense that he was about to come.

He screwed his eyes shut tight, then groaned as his cock jerked and spurts of thick, ropey cum fell onto his taut stomach. When it stopped, Hayden lay there, panting for breath as they stared at one another in silence.

You have to leave right now!

Finally, the spell broke, and Tatiana was horrified that she had watched him do that. She blinked at him, shook her head, and turned to leave the room.

She heard Hayden’s low, sexy laugh as she did, before he said, “Sweet dreams, Tati.”

Tatiana’s cheeks flooded with heat as she closed the door to his room and rushed to her bed. She dove under the covers and thrust her hand into her underwear. She was soaking wet, and she rubbed her clit as she closed her eyes and pictured Hayden, laying naked in his bed barely twenty feet from her.

She imagined going over to him and licking his stomach clean before lying on her back and spreading her legs for him. She thought about how he would pull off her underwear, then place his head between her legs and bring her to orgasm.

Tatiana moaned softly as she envisioned it, thinking about how she would moan his name much louder when she came for him, and about how he would push his thick, hard cock inside her and fuck her stupid with it. She panted for breath as her orgasm approached and continued with her fantasies until she moaned a little louder when she came.

As she lay in the dark in her bed, trying to catch her breath during her post-orgasm glow, she felt strange. The guilt about masturbating over Hayden was there as usual, because he was still her client, but she also longed to throw caution to the wind. She wanted, more than anything, to walk into his bedroom right now and climb into bed with him. Professionalism be damned.

The next morning, though, she dreaded facing Hayden. In the cold light of day, she was absolutely horrified by what she’d allowed to happen. Checking on him was a requirement of her job. Staying to watch a live sex show was most definitely not.

I don’t even know what to say at this point. You just stood there and watched him rub one out with you as inspiration.

She still couldn’t believe she’d done that, and even though she knew she shouldn’t have, even the memories of it were having an effect on her body. She shifted uncomfortably and decided to shower before breakfast.

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