Chapter 13: Hi, I’m 3245002348345

There was an email in my in-box from the Director when I came back to work. It simply read “Come to my office.”

I knocked on the frame of her open door as I peeked around the corner. She looked over her glasses at me and motioned for me to close the door.

“Your new office is ready. Aside from the outside firm we have hire for cleaning and maintenance you will have the only key. It should be well stocked for your purposes. Your first appointment is this afternoon at one. Specially qualified Library card holders will be able to search for, find, and request your ‘item’. Your barcode is 3245002348345 and they will be able to reserve you for up to two hours with a maximum of two sessions in 24 hours. You need not concern yourself with the financial end of things. Those arrangements are taken care of prior to the reserve being filled, so to speak. The agreed upon portion of your fee will be transferred into your account. Do you have any questions?”

“Have you reserved your time yet?”

My little joke was met with an icy glare. What did I care? Her hands were tied with respect to my employment at the Library. I rose from the chair that I was sitting in and went to inspect my new “office”.

I didn’t have the faintest idea of what to expect. Would it be cold and clinical like a doctor’s examining room (that, in itself, might satisfy someone’s fetish I’m sure). Perhaps worse would be if it looked like something my Grandma had decorated with frills and lace and such (shudder). As it turns out, it looked quite a lot like a nice hotel room. The focal point of the room was the king size bed, of course. In one corner was a bathtub Jacuzzi. In another corner was a large shower with many and varied shower heads. There was a four drawer credenza along one wall. In the top left drawer was an assortment of tubes and bottles containing lubricants of all descriptions. In drawer number two was a drugstore worth of condoms. Drawer number three had various and sundry sex toys. Drawer number four held various devices that appeared to be meant for a torture room for someone who didn’t really mean it. Fuzzy pink handcuffs, a whip with fuzzy pink balls on the end and silk scarves filled the drawer. There was one sinister looking paddle, but I didn’t pay it much mind.

I flopped onto the bed. As offices go, it didn’t have much desk space, but it seemed to be suited for its intended purpose.

As a testament to the comfort of the accommodations, I promptly fell asleep. I was still receiving my regular paycheck so I earned a tidy sum for taking a nap between 9:00 and 1:00 when a soft knock on the door woke me up.

I rose from the bed and looked through the peep hole that I just noticed in the door. I was mildly surprised, and more than mildly pleased, that Lisa would be my first appointment. I opened the door to greet her and was again surprised. Out of view of the peephole in the door was her daughter Katelin.

I stepped to the side to allow them into the room. My only previous experience with Lisa had been with my head between her legs. At the time, we didn’t have the opportunity to go any further (see Chapter 2). Katelin and I, however, had gotten to go a bit further (see Chapter 6). I was glad to have the opportunity to spend more time with these two beautiful ladies.