Chapter 2: Masturbation With a View

After my dad left I fell back asleep until I woke about an hour later when mother nature made her demands known. After peeing I showered and washed my hair, paying special attention to my pussy and ass to make sure I was as clean as I could be for my dad later. To be sure I had no intention that he would actually DO anything with my asshole but I still liked to keep it spotless in case he wanted to lick me anyways. Throwing on a long nightshirt I made my way to the kitchen where my mom was on the phone with her sister, my Aunt Linda. Knowing from past experience THAT conversation could go on all morning I fixed myself some cereal and sat at the kitchen table, watching the morning news on the little TV we kept in the dining area of the kitchen.

By the time I’d finished my cereal my mom was STILL on the phone. They seemed to be talking about one of my aunt’s recent home sales from what I could gather hearing only half the conversation. My Aunt Linda was a realtor who managed to remain a top seller even in the housing market turndown we were in at the time. Of course she had a special offering to go with her home sales pitch that most other realtors didn’t - she was willing to fuck her clients to close the deal! My mother, ever the voyeur, was listening intently, dropping in a few questions here and there to clarify things as well as giving me a partial understanding of what was happening.

Oh well ... As I said earlier, this conversation could, and often did, go on for hours so I went back upstairs to get dressed. It was always an issue for me when deciding what to wear to my dad’s office. When I was younger it was pretty simple - a skirt as short as I dared wear in public and a blouse at least one or two sizes too small. The goal back then was to show off my legs and boobs (at least what boobs I had) as much as possible without actually revealing the goods. As I got older, I went away from the teenier-bopper, ditzy high school girl thing to more the college girl-next-door look.

Hmmmmmm ... now that I’d graduated, what WAS appropriate office wear? Well, I guess I should say what was appropriately inappropriate? It was a professional office so it wasn’t like I could just waltz in looking like a street walker. On the other hand, most of the lawyers and staff had known me since I was a little girl so coming in dressed like a nun would probably raise more eyebrows. In the end after much debate I decided to go relatively casual - designer jeans and a large belt with a tight yellow cami that showed off a little belly and hugged my 34B boobs like a sixteen year-old boy copping his first feel.

When I finally returned to the kitchen my mom was STILL on the phone. Oh good grief, how long could my aunt talk about getting laid by one of her clients? In all fairness if my mom was grilling her for details the same way she did back when I came home from a hot date then it wasn’t all that hard to believe. My mom always had to know everything, and I mean everything.

Rolling my eyes, I gestured for her to take a break and my mom told my aunt to hold on for just a second. Quickly I explained to my mom that I was heading downtown and she instantly knew where I was off to. She just winked at me and kissed me on the lips quickly and then was back on the phone with her younger sister again. God, they were worse than two fourteen year-old girls gossiping on the phone!

Although I could’ve driven myself downtown, I dreaded the traffic through tunnel and bridges, not to mention the expensive downtown parking garages which were generally creepy anyways. Instead, I headed down to the “T” station behind the main part of town, parked the car and hopped on the next one that came by. The “T” is actually a light rail train that shuttles around the south side of Pittsburgh and then into the city. Once I made it to the end of the first line I got on another that took me downtown, actually traveling under the streets until I got out and climbed the stairs up to the main street level. It was only about two blocks or so to my dad’s office building which was good because the heat was starting to rise already and I knew it was going to be another typical Pittsburgh July day - hot and muggy. Well, if things went the way I planned it was going to be hot and sweaty inside as well.

After getting out of the elevator I made my way to the office and waved as I walked past the receptionist. She smiled at me to be courteous as it was her job but other than that she didn’t seem inclined to give me the time of day. Oh well, she was new and I didn’t know her so I didn’t take it personally. At the same time I wondered what people had told her about the boss’s daughter to make her so sullen about me without really getting to know me first? Oh well, who cared what she thought of me anyway? As I entered the main waiting area I saw that there were several clients waiting but I just went straight through the door to where the legal offices were all located. In a way the place reminded me of Boston Legal on TV with the glass walls and all. The comparison ended there as there weren’t a bunch over over-sexed women and men chasing around after each other - too bad.

As I walked down the hall, the office decor noticeably changed when I entered the area reserved for the partners. Unlike the other conference rooms and offices, these were not glass-walled and open for anyone walking by to see inside. Rank hath its privileges and the partners had the rank so their offices had solid walls and doors that locked, two things that has come in quite handy over the years, that’s for sure.

I really wasn’t paying as much attention to where I was walking as I should have so when an older gentleman stepped out of his large office reading a file I didn’t see him until he was right on top of me and we bumped together slightly. His file dropped to the floor and after he’d leaned over to pick it up, he looked up at me to see who the imbecile was that had gotten in his way. Fortunately, just as it seemed he was ready to bark and take off my head, he recognized me. The scowl disappeared and he grinned at me, more of a leer actually but I took it as a grin.