Listen this happened to me in the bathroom, but it isn't a pee story. I've got this summer job that seemed great in June, but now it is really starting to suck. I am a babysiter for a 10 year old boy with autism. He goes to a special camp that I drive him to and from about 1 hour away from his house. In between, I just basically have to sit around and read. It's very boring because the camp is at a local center for mental health services. The only people there my age are patients and a few interns. So yesterday, I brought my vibrating dildo with me in my book bag. After I dropped the kid off, I went into the bathroom and started masturbating. After a while, I heard the door open and someone go into the next stall. I quickly turned off the vibrator and sat quietly, figuring the other woman would do her business and leave. But like 10 minutes went by and she was still in there. Even stranger, she wasn't making any "bathroom" sounds. I was kinda freaked out, but at the same time, I still had the vibrator inside me and my clit was pretty hungry. So I decided to finger myself. After a couple minutes, it was hard to stay still on the seat. I decided to lift my legs and brace them against the door so that I could get better access to my clit and g-spot. I looked down and the feet in the stall next to me were gone. For a second, I thought that the woman had gotten up and left and I just didn't notice. But then, I got this freaky feeling that she was standing on the toilet seat peering over the divider to watch me playing with myself.

The though was so arousing that I came bang just like that. I heard this soft little sigh from the next stall. And I did look up, but no one was there. I looked down and I saw feet again. Meanwhile, my pussy was begging for more so I turned the vibrator on low, so I could just barely hear it. And I watched the feet go up again. This time, I fucked myself with the vibrator for like 8 minutes before I came. I wanted to look up, but I didn't dare. After I came, I heard this clatter and the door of the stall next to me opend and the woman left the bathroom. I would have rushed out and followed her, but I was kinda still shaking from the orgasm and weakneed.

Now, I'm dying to know who she is. What can I do?

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by Anonymous on Feb 12, 2004 at 11:10 AM

Directly: nothing. Keep the memory alive.

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