The woman who lives in the flat next to mine is a whore- she works at a brothel downtown. We've been friends for a while, and she's never hidden what she does from me.

I hear her come home around five a.m. each morning. But last week her usual routine was interrupted when she lost her keys. I was dozing, but was woken by a quiet knock on my door, Maria, my neighbour, was incredibly apologetic, but said she'd been working all night and would I mind if she crashed at my place until she could ring a locksmith. I said no problem.

I made us a coffee and asked her about her night. She thought for a moment, snd said "fourteen guys".

"Oh, wow, I didn't mean to be nosey."

"No, hey, it's cool", she said.

"Really?" I said. "Well, to you the truth, I'm incredibly turned on by that".

"You wanna know a secret?" she said. "So am I".

"Ooohh.."

"Yep. I don't usually get rurned on at work, but I often do afterwards. I often come home and masturbate after work."

"While you think about what you did at work?"

"Yeah... thinking about being fucked by lots of  guys always gets me crazy... usually more than actually doing it with them." 

"So if you hadn't locked yourself out, you'd probably be doing that now. Hey, don't let me stop you".

Just remembering this has got me so fucking hard, I think I got to go do something about it.  More details in next entry.