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Bragging Rights

By Alexi92

"Oh god, that little perv is staring at me again," Jerri thought. Her neighbor Ryan was staring at her through a hole in the fence. The little turd was obsessed with her. Ever since high school she could remember him staring at her when he thought she wasn't looking. In some ways it was flattering, being some guy's fantasy girl, but Ryan was such a creepy little geek.

There had been plenty of times when she had used the knowledge of his crush to her advantage, getting him to buy her things or take the blame for some accident that had clearly been her fault. Still it wasn't like he didn't get anything out of it, she pretended to like him as a friend, but that was because he was so useful. Like a little monkey you could command with a couple nice words.

And it wasn't like she didn't encourage his little fantasy. She teased him mercilessly, making sure to stretch right when he was looking her way. Or crossing her legs just so when she sat across from him. Then there was his little telescope. It would drift from the stars to her bedroom window, and so she would put on an elaborate production of getting undressed, teasing him with flashes of skin, but always closing the curtains before she got nude. Privately she laughed at the whole situation. She liked the power she held over him and how stupid he acted because of her influence. Once she had put on a bikini and gotten him to take off all his clothes before ditching him. She could only imagine how his face looked when he realized what had happened, how his dreams had been crushed. Still, that hadn't detered him, because later that night his telescope was pointed at her bedroom window again.

Now he was staring at her as she cleaned the windows. What the hell, Jerri thought, why not give the little bastard something to jerk off to. She took the hose and let the water stream down her body, making her clothing cling to her. Her wet skin glistened under the sun. Her nipples were visible under her wet top.

That should get him going, she thought. Suddenly an odd thought popped into her head. Maybe I should get totally nude.

What an odd thought. Jerri couldn't imagine why she would want to get nude, especially not with Ryan watching. But she started taking off her clothes. Before long she was naked. A breeze blew across her body and her already wet skin became cold. Her nipples stiffened and Jerri became acutely aware of just how nude she was. She made no attempt to cover her private parts, even though the thought of Rayn being able to see her naked mortified her.

I hope he isn't watching, Jerri thought, but she knew he was getting an eye full. He was going to jerk off to this for years. Her hand suddenly drifted to cover her breasts, but another thought invaded her mind, a thought that couldn't have been hers, but it was in her mind.

I should play with my boobs. That couldn't have been her thought, she didn't even think of them as boobs. They were breasts, but her hands began to manhandle them, squish them and pull them. Suddenly one of her hands started to move down her torso and Jerri was hit with a terrifying thought.

No, she thought. Not that, not here, not with Ryan watching me.

It wasn't before long that her finger invaded her cunt and Jerri began to play with herself. As she felt her finger probing her insides she had another thought and turned to look at the hole in the fence where Ryan's eye watched her. Then, even as she tried resisting her own thoughts, Jerri smiled.

And she continued to play with herself.

Later, after she had stopped thinking about masturbating for Ryan's viewing enjoyment, Jerri had run back into her house and took a long shower. She couldn't understand what had possessed her to give Ryan such a lewd show. She was just grateful she hadn't had an orgasm, that would have just been too humiliating. For some reason when she was masturbating she hadn't been trying to make herself come. She had been concentrating on putting on a good show for Ryan.

But why? It wasn't as if her feeling about him had changed. She just felt like it was something she had to do. What was wrong with her?

She felt better when she had gotten some clothes on.

A door was slammed downstairs. Jerri panicked, no one else was supposed to be home.

"Get down here!" shouted a voice. It was Ryan.

God, she hoped he hadn't gotten the wrong idea. The last thing she needed right now was to defend against Ryan's advances, especially if he tried to grope her or something. She wanted to stay where she was, but instead she walked downstairs. Ryan greeted her as she made her way down.

"There you are," Ryan smiled.

"Go away," Jerri huffed.

"Don't be like that. Not after the little show you gave me."

"That's all it was, a show. Now go away."

"You don't mean that."

"Yes I do Ryan. I don't care what you saw, you need to leave now."

Ryan frowned. "You don't want me to leave, you want me to stay right here."

Jerri frowned herself. She did want him to stay, but that couldn't be right.

"In fact, you want me to stay so much you're going to take off your clothes and fuck me."

Jerri nodded. She watched, amazed, as she began to undress.

"I don't understand," she said as she struggled to take off her jacket.

"You don't need to understand," Ryan said, unzipping his pants. "You just need to know that from now on you do anything I tell you. Now shut up and start by sucking me off."

Jerri nodded. She didn't want to, but she had to. She knew that. She leaned forward, took his cock in her hands, and opened her mouth.

Ten Years Later...

"Jerri!"

Jerri turned when she heard her name being shouted. She recognized the source instantly, it was Ryan. She hadn't seen him in six months. Six glorious, humiliation free months.

"Ryan, hi. Is this going to take long? I've got to be in a meeting in twenty minutes."

"Don't be snippy," Ryan said. "Just because I've been off playing with other toys doesn't mean I've forgotten my favorite."

"Please, I've got to make a sales proposal."

"Don't whine, you know you want it."

And she did. She did the second he said it. "Make it fast," she said.

"Fast? Then I guess we better do it here."

That shocked her. "Here? In public. I can't."

"Yes, you can."

She could. She would. He would make her.

"Now show me what you're giving me."

Jerri looked around, she saw at least four people in the courtyard. She was certain soon they would all be looking at her. She would be ashamed but there was nothing she could do. She did whatever Ryan told her. She had gone streaking in college. She had gone to amateur nights at strip clubs. She had gone skinny dipping in a public pool. She had peed on the lap of a department store Santa. And right before Ryan had left for this last six months she made her first porno.

Jerri pulled the hem of her short skirt up around her waist. (Ryan told her to always wear short skirts.) She pulled aside her underwear, brought her fingers to the lips of her cunt and spread them to show Ryan the pink passageway that was his to invade. She would hold this position until Ryan told her to stop, or until he fucked her, right in the middle of the courtyard. In the office building behind her, her potential clients might look down from their offices and see her. She would have to look them in the eye. They might even call her a slut or a whore. It didn't matter. She had to do what Ryan said.

Then she thought she should smile, despite her embarassment, despite her shame. She didn't want to but she did.

THE END

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