Free Nice Girl by Kate Baum

was almost done with the box I was filing.  Then, only two more and the lobby would be officially organized.  I smiled to myself at my first accomplishment.   I bent down to get the last of the files when I heard it.  At first, it sounded like someone was moving furniture.  But, then the bumping sound became more consistent.  When it was accompanied by grunting sounds both male and female, I knew exactly what was going on.  I left the wall where the file cabinets were to peer down the hall.  My pulse was racing and a part of me felt like a pervert but I truly needed to see if it was as bad as it sounded.  I looked down the hall.  Sure enough, all the office doors were closed except for Anthony’s.  His office door was wide open.  Then, the grunts became words and Anthony began to make his demands more clear. 
    “Touch yourself now, Carmella.  Make yourself come.  I want your wet pussy soaking my cock.”
    Holy shit!  He sounded like he was in the next room as opposed to down the hall. 
    Carmella then joined him very loudly “Oh, Anthony, you feel so good.”  She started wailing.  “Fuck me harder.  Fuck. Me. Harder.”
    Did she have no shame?  She was screaming.   
    Then, one more shout from Anthony “YES! Oh fuck yes!”  and the noise stopped.
    I grabbed my purse and decided right then, it was time for a coffee break. 
    Tonight would be the most amusing web chat date with my girlfriends yet.  Dee, Janie, and Eve were not going to let me live this one down.
     

Chapter 7
     
    The weeks quickly turned into a month.   It didn’t seem possible that I had been living in New York City for an entire month.  My radical new adventure was progressing perfectly.  I was hesitant to use that word, perfect, during a web chat session with Dee, Janie, and Eve.  I just couldn’t think of another word to use in its place.  Perfect?  Perfect meant complete, exact, mastered.  I saw practical Dee raise her eyebrows when I mentioned everything was going perfectly.  She was much too realistic I knew. 
    It’s just I was so happy.  My weight hit 125 pounds.  I felt more comfortable with my body than I did in years.  My classes were challenging but in a way that I relished.   My life was in an easy pattern.  Wake up, exercise for an hour, go to work from 9am – 3pm, go to class from 4pm – 7pm.  I had plenty of time to prepare for my classes considering I didn’t socialize much.  Other students on my dorm floor were cordial but no one really reached out.  This was fine with me.  I wasn’t interested in partying and going back to the college bar scene. 
    I did have dinner a couple of times with Jamie and his partner, Luke.  Those two together are the best time a girl can have with two men.   Without the romantic pressure of course.    Luke could be Jamie’s twin.  They are the same height and same body type.  They even dress alike.  Not identical but if Jamie is wearing a polo shirt with jeans then Luke is wearing the same.  If Jamie wears a button down shirt with khakis then Luke is wearing a button down shirt with khakis.  Luke has dirty blonde hair and Jamie has reddish brown. That is literally the biggest difference between them.  They were quickly becoming my two closest friends in New York.
    The job was going well for the most part.  Carmella came in at least two times a week for her tryst with Anthony.   I never knew which day it would be.  It was always different.  Whenever she arrived, all the office doors were closed and I left the building for my coffee break.  There was no way I could listen to that again.  I had asked Jamie one time what he thought would happen if a client walked in during Carmella’s “visit”.   Jamie pointed out that Anthony seems to plan Carmella’s visit when he knows there are no clients scheduled.  Still, one could decide to just drop by.  Jamie thought that was part of the excitement for Anthony.  The potential for getting