Someone Is Always Listening
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Chapter 2
Jill was thinking about what a strange morning she has had, and it brought a familiar heat in her lower belly and her pussy. She had let her competitiveness get the better of her and she ended up letting her older neighbor Jim take pictures of her ass. Then she masturbated in the shower while thinking about it! What about her husband Mark? He hasn't been gone for a day and she already let this happen. Jill shook her head trying to get a clear her mind, but her head seemed to be so foggy recently. "Mark didn't have to know right?" she told herself. It was just a stupid bet. "Wait a second," Jill said in her mind. "What did i say I would do if I lost the second bet?" she suddenly said trying to remember, but it was like there was a haze in her mind. the memory was so fuzzy. Jill puttered around the house like this for a little while. Finally, she was able to get dressed and out of the house. Her thought was maybe a little time out of the house would do her some good, so she got in the car with nowhere specific in mind.
Jill was wearing a short jean skirt that stopped just below her butt. She wore a pair of white and pink sneakers, a white tank top that was very form fitting. You could see the outline of her nipples poking through the material, easily seeing that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her strawberry blonde hair was up in a ponytail. She wore a lightweight denim jacket over her top. It was spring but was still cool.
Her red Jeep rounded a corner, Jill smiled as a good song came on the radio and she leaned forward to turn up the volume. Already distracted from the events earlier this morning. Her perky breasts bounced slightly as she hit a bump in the road. Jill liked to drive fast; it was actually a problem. One of the many notes that her husband had written to remind her, of course Jill was to absent minded to remember that in the moment.
It took about fifteen minutes to get to the edge of town where Jill could get onto the highway. On the right side of the road a few hundred feet before the turn to get on the highway was a small shopping center. For some reason she found herself pulling into the parking lot and parking right in front of the tattoo shop, next to a large older motorcycle. Jill didn't know why she felt this urge.... This need to go into the tattoo place. Jill got out of her car and took a quick look around the parking lot as she walked to the door of the shop. The parking lot was pretty empty, there were only three businesses that were in this shopping center. The tattoo shop, "Lark Tattoo's" which was on the right. In the middle was an adult shop, "Tina's Nook" & then on the other side was a sports bar "The Game". Jill couldn't remember ever stopping here as she opened the door to Lark's Tattoo.
A bell chimed as she pushed open the door. A man's voice from the back called out "be there in a minute," as Jill stepped further into the shop. Glancing around she didn't see anyone. The tattoo shop was much like any other tattoo place, pictures on the walls of different art some real pictures of people's tattoos. Jill noticed a lot of pictures of girls on the wall, pin up style girls half naked or completely naked in some of them. Why was she here?...... the thought popped into her mind it was like she had been on auto pilot.
Just then the sound of a toilet flushing and a door opening. Jill turned her head from the pin up girl she was staring at to see a large middle-aged man step out of the bathroom along the back wall of the shop. He was tucking his rather large cock back into his jeans and zipping them up. Jills face went flush and she could feel that warmth in her tummy creepy down to her pussy. The man continued to walk to where Jill was standing. He looked like an old biker, with long grey hair, a beard, wide shoulders and a prominent belly. He wasn't fat just had belly. He looked her up and down with a smile before he spoke.
"Hi darlin what can I help you with today?" he spoke with an accent, southern united states maybe? She couldn't tell. Jill wasn't sure what to say she stood there with her mouth slightly open. How could he help her? She wasn't even sure why she was here. But then she spoke but it was like someone else was speaking for her.....
"Hi, yes um I would like to get my nipples pierced please sir," Jill said her face slightly red now hearing those words come out of her mouth. That's right, she remembered now, this was the plan all along. She felt so ditzy. Did she just hear someone laugh?.... the man in front of her responded before she could think about that more.
"Sure thing darlin, I always said tits look better when there pierced," he said grinning staring at her breasts. "well your over eighteen right?" he asked walking over to the nearby counter. She hesitated a moment still a little nervous.
"Do your parents know you're doing this sweetheart?" he said grabbing a sheet of paper from a folder and placing it on the counter.
"No, I mean yes..... I'm over eighteen and my parents? I...." she went to finish what she was saying but he cut of her off before she could continue.
"Don't worry darlin I won't tell your parents," He said with a laugh. The man then grabbed a pen off the counter next to him. "fuck wish they made them like that when I was her age...... can't wait to see those tits" the guy thought to himself.
"So ill need you to sign this document here, nothin to worry about just saying that you can't sue me or nothin bunch a legal shit they make us do for every customer," he said sliding the paper closer to her. Jill nodded and walked over to the counter and took the pen and signed.
"Well darlin everyone calls me Bear, what's your name?" he asked putting out his large hand.
"Oh yea, sorry my name is Jill. Its nice to meet you Bear" she said shaking his hand and smiling.
"Why don't you follow me," Bear said walking to a padded table, Jill followed.
"Sit your fine ass down on this table here Jill" Bear said and gave her ass a little tap as she passed by him. Jill was surprised but said nothing as she climbed up onto the table fixing her short skirt after she sat down. The table was high up so her feet were not even close to touching the ground. She took her jean jacket off and placed it on the table next to her.
"Is it going to hurt a lot?" Jill asked as Bear was grabbing a few things from a cabinet.
"No darlin, just for a second. Also, I am very good at this, done it hundred of times...... your tits are in good hands" he said with a laugh getting his things together and placing them on a small table beside Jill. She smiled at him her face still red. Jill had to remind herself that she wanted to do this and plenty of people have done it before, and think how hot she will look after right? Mark will be so surprised when he gets home. She thought to herself.
Bear sat down on a stool with wheels, scooting over to Jill. "Well, darlin you're going to have to take that top off or pull it up over your tits for Bear ok?" He said with a grin on his face.
"oh shit, this dirty old biker is going to see my boobs," Jill thought in her head, second guessing this for a moment before her mind cleared. Like a switch had been flipped. "What am I so nervous about, this guy has seen so many girls' boobs. No big deal," Jill thought to herself as she pulled her tank top up over her perky tits, keeping the shirt on just pulled up exposing herself to someone other than her husband for the second time that day.
"Those are some nice perky tits sweetheart..... mmmm... are those a C or D cup?" Bear asked staring at her boobs as he adjust his crotch. Jill's tits were in fact spectacular. Not sagging at all, still very perky with silver dollar sized nipples that were erect.
"Oh, there a D cup....." Jill responded watching as he tugged and adjusted his crotch in front of her. "this guy is such a dirty old perv," Jill thought to herself as Bear wheeled a little closer. She felt a familiar warmth building in her lower belly.
