The Referral Chapter 2
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This story is heavily inspired by a game published on tfgamesite, but it
was never finished. I will try to respect the original idea for what is
known, but it will lead to my end, not what the author wanted in the
first place. I highly recommend playing his game as well. Please excuse
any mistake I might make (or surely will) as English is not my main
language.
Chapter 1
Home! Finally, I was home. Work had been really hard that day, my boss
always behind my back as if I couldn't do my job properly. I work in
some big informatic company as a secretary, having to respond to phone
calls all day long, answering to people needing an appointment with my
fat and bald boss. God, I hate him. He's in his late 50's, and his age
superiority makes him think that he's almighty. He doesn't respect
anyone the slightest, and I hate that.
As of me, I'm a 25-year-old male, completely normal, sometimes invisible
to other persons. I have brown hair and eyes, like the majority of the
population. I'm not what people will call a beautiful person: in fact,
I'm quite average in all aspect. I'm neither skinny nor fat, just a
little chubby. I never have time to exercise, and sitting in front of a
computer all day long is not considered healthy as well. I eat whatever
food is available, and cheap. The mix is not the best for my health. I'm
not that tall, standing just 1m70, which makes me some kind of dwarf as
far as women are concerned. They never look at me. As you might have
guessed now, I'm kinda lonely, working a lot, and never going hate. God,
I hate going outside. This is the unfunniest thing one can do. That's
why I usually stay home, watching cat videos or porn.
This night I arrived home at around 8PM, way later that I usually do.
When I get home, I like to turn my computer on and do what people do,
and just relax. But tonight, I was really tired, exhausted, just wanting
to sleep. It was a Friday, which explains why my boss thought he could
kidnap me to do his work, his big project that will earn him a ton of
millions, and nothing for me, not even a thanks I'm sure.
I opened my door, barely getting the key to fit. I yawned as the old
door creaked. I threw my keys in an old box right of the entrance, and
headed towards the kitchen. I was as starving as I was tired, which was
a lot more than a human being can endure. My heavy footsteps lead me in
front of my refrigerator. My hand reached for a can of beer, that I
opened right away, immediately taking a sip. The fresh liquid flew
through my throat, refreshing my whole being. I took a look at what I
could possibly be eating. All that was still there was some vegetables,
and I definitely wasn't in the mood for some carrot or zucchini. I
gathered my thoughts to know what I wanted to eat. I decided, lazily, to
buy some Indian food from the restaurant two blocks away from my
building.
Gathering all my remaining strength I closed the refrigerator, took
another sip out of my beer, checked for my wallet, and headed towards my
keys in the box. If only I had thought of going to the restaurant
before, it would have spared me a trip... Instead I found myself walking
down the stairs after carefully closing my doors (I had already been
robbed once, and I definitely don't want that to happen again, even
though I don't own that much valuable things, the most expensive stuff
being my computer, the object that I use so much).
Finally being in the streets, I make a turn right toward the restaurant.
It was mid-July, so the sun was still up, and the weather was still
warm, especially since I didn't change my clothes, still wearing a
working suit with a tie knotted around my neck. I loosened it a little,
and started to walk.
I knew from experience that it'd only take about five minutes to reach
my destination, but I still sighed while walking very slowly, crawling.
On my way, I suddenly heard some moans coming from an alley on my right,
which was weird considering the neighbourhood I lived in was supposed to
be quiet, only inhabited by comfortably off persons. People usually know
how to behave themselves. I smiled, knowing that I could peek at whoever
did those noises. The more I walked towards the alley, the more clearly
I could hear the noises, and it seemed that the person was experiencing
great pleasure.
Finally, I arrived next to the alley. I needed to just take a quick look
while continuing to walk, so that I wouldn't appear as some stalker. I
have my dignity, my pride! But what I saw made me stop for a few
seconds: in the alley stood a man, a very big man with more muscles that
I could ever hope for. He was middle aged, maybe not yet in his forties.
He was groaning a little bit, while holding in his gigantic hands the
head of a woman, this head clearly facing the area of his crotch. I
couldn't see the face of the woman, but I could hear the sounds coming
from her mouth. Some slurping noises reached my ears, and I saw her head
bobbing back and forth just where the man's crotch was.
My brain was having a hard time processing what I was seeing: the woman
was giving the man a blowjob! I still was a virgin, never having a
girlfriend, and all I could know about sex was learnt from porn, and
what I was seeing there definitely resembled what I could see on the
internet. The beautiful woman, licking a man cock, sucking it with her
whole being. The man's hands weren't the only gigantic members he had:
his penis was as long as my forearm, and thick as well. The poor woman
was clearly struggling to get the whole thing in her mouth, and she
might be choking on this monster.
Luckily, they were too busy to notice me. Finally gathering my thoughts,
I quickly ran to the crossroad, my cheeks burning with shame of what I
just saw. People were casually having sex right in an alley, where a lot
of persons could potentially see them. I looked around me to see if
anyone noticed the same thing: but as I said, the neighbourhood is
really quiet, and no one was in the streets at this time, even though it
is not that late. I suddenly noticed that I had a raging boner, the
biggest erection of my life. It was understandable, as I witnessed a
porn situation before my own eyes. Trying to calm myself, I started
walking the most casually I could considering my penis was standing
straight in my pants. I made the decision to watch porn later after
eating.
I still had only a hundred meters to walk before arriving, a hundred
awkward meters. I was still slow, but this time because blood was still
rushing to my crotch area, my boner far from disappearing. When I
arrived at the restaurant, a young woman walked out of it, holding the
door for me. I mumbled thanks, noticing the quick glance that she threw
towards my crotch where my erection was visible. My cheeks burnt once
again. I ordered some food, only wanting to get back to my apartment at
this point.
While I was standing, I heard once again some slurping noises coming
from inside the room, where people should only be eating. This time I
wasn't the only one looking in their direction, as everybody was
glancing at them, two persons making out with passion, their tongues
jousting in their mouths. The man's hand reached for the woman's left
breast, which made her moan. It seemed that they were oblivious to their
environment, as if they couldn't see anything.
It seemed that no one knew how to react to this unusual situation: some
tried to act as if nothing was happening, others (especially two older
women) had a shocked face but still did nothing. I personally didn't
know what to do. The lovers reached next step now: the woman got up, and
this time I could see her face as well as her body: she was truly
beautiful, gorgeous even, with long platinum curly blond hair reaching
her back, and a goddess face, with blue doe eyes, a cute nose, and dick-
sucking lips. They were really plumped, and she was biting them in a way
that could only mean that action will soon follow, the biting followed
by some licking. She looked like some of the bimbos on television, and
acted like pornstars do (not on television). Her boyfriend was a jock,
some kind of football player, with a lot of muscles.
She fell to her knees, and started to unbutton his jean, reaching for
his massive cock. Is this possible to have such a thing below??? She
began to give a few strokes, which made the man groan, clearly
experiencing some pleasure. The woman's nails were done perfectly, as if
she went to a manicure just this morning. Then slowly, she began to give
a few licks on the cock, her tongue running on the surface of this man's
meat. She gave a few more licks before stroking his shaft once again,
and looking him in his eyes, to feel his pleasure. I knew what would
follow.
A few people left the restaurant, clearly shocked by this attitude. I
was still entirely focused on the show, but soon my reverie ended when I
heard someone calling me:
"Mister. Mister. Please, mister. MISTER." The voice of the waitress
raised suddenly, and I saw here holding what was possibly my order. I
had my mouth open, and if it had stayed open a few seconds longer some
saliva might have appeared in the corner of it, leaking. I quickly
closed it, and grabbed my food. I gave her the money, with a nice tip,
and without looking towards the slurping noises, I ran to my apartment.
All of this was really weird, things like that were definitely not
supposed to happen. It was my attempt to think rationally, but I was not
able to think further that that, wasn't able to find an explanation.
Even worst, I still had this boner which prevented me from walking
faster. All this blood rushing away from my brain might explain my
inability to think. After just a few minutes I arrived in front of my
door, food in left hand and my key in the right one, breathing hoarsely,
roughly, and my hands shaking. It was hard to open the door in this
condition.
I need to do more exercise. I just ran for 2 minutes and I'm already
dying.
I gathered my energy to stop shaking, and finally managed to open the
door. I immediately closed it, threw the keys in the box, and went to my
couch. I put the food on the table, and launched myself on the sofa,
arms and legs finally able to relax. I launched my jacket across the
room, and took a moment for myself.
What the hell just happened? This is what porn scenario are made of, not
reality. This should be impossible!
While those thoughts came back to my mind, a nice smell filled my
nostrils. This was a nice reminder that I had a good meal ahead of me, a
meal that could potentially bring me back to earth, where rational stuff
happens, not all this weird one. Not that I would complain: both those
blowjobs were very erotic, and I would love to be the lucky man. But to
me this was a reminder of how lonely I am.
I shook my head a few times, and opened the food bag. It was simple
food, some rice with a curry sauce, the kind of spicy food that I will
regret eating later. I closed my eyes while scenting those wonderful
smells, and when I opened them back I said out loud: "Bon app?tit!" and
started digging in the food with the plastic fork they put in the bag.
It was nice to have a meal and relax.
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