Thread: Body Barter | Lewd & Father

Karla closed the door quietly behind her and took a deep breath before moving down the hall. She watched enough movies to know not to rest against the door. Her nerves were finally beginning to show by the time she made it to her apartment. Opening the door she dropped her bag next to the closet and went to the kitchen. It was a few moments later that she was taking her first gulp of wine on the couch while the bottle sat on the table. She undid her shoes and sat back with a sigh before taking a smaller sip and looking out the glass doors that led to her balcony wondering what the fuck she was doing. The following days passed in a blur between looking up apartments, storage facilities, working however long she could, and avoiding Shawn. In her mind too much time had passed for him to say yes, but he also hadnt come around to give her the final two weeks notice either. She knew she didn't have a right to be, but she was starting to get upset. If he wasn't going to let her stay, there was no reason he had to string her along. And if he waswell a simple yes would've have put...some of her nerves at ease. As it was, when she finally came home to the not on her floor, the only thing she felt was relief. Bending down, she picked it up and flicked it open with one hand before stopping dead in her tracks. She looked at the closed door behind her, suddenly feeling exposed as she read the words in her mind once more. And then again. Tomorrow you are to stay home, undressed, and ready for me. Karla had her answer. Setting the note down and her things down, before pulling out her phone. Her first thought was to call him, but as she pulled up his name, she hesitated. Shouldnt they talk things over. Did he need to know she read the note? Was it even from Shawn? The conversation was clear as day in her mind. She offered herself up for training and if this was part of it...then she should do exactly as he asked. That would require taking time off of work, something she hadn't anticipated and something she supposed they would discuss tomorrow...when the time came. She cupped the back of her neck, feeling warm as went to the kitchen to prepare her meal before doing her work. She had long night ahead of her. The first person she called the next morning was her boss as it was the only time she could fake being sick. Hey Mark. I'm really sorry to call so early. She heard rustling on the other line as her boss became clearer on the other line and she was grateful for tired sound of her voice. I hate to do this to you I need to take a sick day. I think I ate something. I've been in the bathroom all night, haven't been able to keep anything down. I can do some work from- She smiled as he immediately cut her off. No just stay home and rest. You've been working nonstop the past two weeks and I don't want you burnt out. We need you and running. Well just...have to make due, I guess. She could hear the listlessness in his voice. They'd come to rely heavily on her for daily planning and networking and everyone was overwhelmingly inept at it. It was one of the reasons people never stayed in the position long. Thanks for letting me know. Ill check in later with you to see how you're doing. Karla said her goodbyes before laying on her back and looking up at the ceiling. She cleaned, did as much work as she could, organized everyones schedule and sent it out to the respective parties via email not four hours ago. How she managed with all the emotions running through her, she didn't know, but it was 7am and she didn't know when Shawn was coming so instead of laying in bed she started her morning routine and headed to the bathroom for a long shower. She emerged pink, freshly shaved and feeling a little more awake as she toweled off and applied her favorite lotion on her body. She stood in front of the mirror for a moment, wondering what else she should do. Her eyes traveled across her clavicle before going further to her full but modest breast, both of the shapely orbs translucent enough for a few delicate veins to show. She continued down her flat stomach, watch the flare of her hips as she moved slightly from side to she and licking her lips unconsciously as she found the trimmed triangle of hair between her legs that suddenly stopped the further on one continued. How Shawn would respond to her was at the forefront of her mind as she applied a tinted chapstick, black eyeliner and mascara to her eyes. Karla chose to forego anything that needed to be cooked for breakfast and opted for fruits and bowl of cereal as she sat at one of the chairs and thought about the day ahead of her. She feltdifferent, but not in a bad way. Occasional stirring in her body had her caramel nipples hardening and stomach churning. Would he be gentle or rough? Was her pleasure involved or was his own sexual gratification the only priority? Would he do anything at all or did he just want to see how serious she was? The thought that he could back out at anytime, that he could use her and then kick her out made her sick. He wouldn't do that Karla. No longer hungry, she got up to clean her dishes, not aware the evidence of arousal that stained the seat she sat in.