If only every work place had a vampire….
If only every work place had a vampire….
Sex Story Author: | blueintheface |
Sex Story Excerpt: | It would just be disposing of the body that would be the problem. “Thirsty...need to feed...” I saw her |
Sex Story Category: | Female / Girl |
Sex Story Tags: | Fantasy, Female / Girl, Fisting, Gothic, Job/Place-of-work, Lesbian, Toys, Written By Women |
Today has been a strange day. Firstly it’s my “birthday”. I don’t mean my normal birthday, I don’t exactly have those anymore, today is my Vampire Birthday. 121 years of being a vampire, 121 years of being stuck at 22, 121 years of drinking nothing but blood for breakfast, lunch and tea. Not that I mind being a vampire, I can do whatever I want, when I want , fuck all the guys I want, even if they don’t want to fuck me, I always manage to get my way with them.
I am going off track here, anyway, so it’s my birthday, but also today a new girl started at work. Her name was Ally; it’s been annoying me all day, every time someone shouted “Ally”, not knowing who they were trying to talk to. I have never seen anyone like her before; she is about my height, likes all the same stuff as me…and has a vampire obsession.
As she walked through the door this morning, the fan blowing her dyed pink and purple, straightened hair so it spread out around her face, flowing down her back hiding whatever detail was on the rear of her black tank top and stopping at the waist of her tiny black red mini skirt, her eyes dark with what I suspect was lack of sleep and a sheer look of nervousness all over her face, I couldn’t look away from her. I felt something I have never felt with a woman before, last time I had this feeling it was a guy, and the fact that I accidently killed him because I was craving his blood…yeah we won’t go there.
I’ve had crushes on women before, but never as bad as this one, the scent of her blood was driving me crazy, the blood of people I was most attracted to was always the most fragrant, and it was always hard to push away the bloodlust that wanted to overtake me. I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to work with her sat in the same office, the rich smell of hot spices mixed with a hint of rose making my teeth ache.
The morning dragged by inch by inch, the lack of work making it worse, what was I suppose to concentrate on to take my mind off Ally. I could hear her typing away in the corner, knowing she was on Facebook even without turning to look; we both had nothing to do, so she couldn’t be working either. 9am slowly dragged into 10am and then 11, my hunger steadily growing. I hadn’t fed since yesterday lunch, I was glad no one else was in the room, if anyone saw my eyes they would get suspicious. No one knows I’m dead, seeing my eyes turn slowly from their natural brilliant blue into the colour of my favourite drink, my canines elongating ever so slightly every minute and the veiny, drawn appearance my face took on when I was hungry was sure to grab their attention. I could hide my face from Ally for another hour I was sure, then I could take off and grab a quick snack.
Finally I saw the tiny clock on my computer turn to 12, locking the computer, I moved as fast as I could, well, as fast as I could without giving away my vampire speed movements, snatching up my bag, pushing away my chair so hard it hurtled into the wall. As I turned I caught sight of myself in the mirror, shit, I looked worse than I thought. I couldn’t help it, being as vain as I am, I lingered in front of the mirror, checking out my vile appearance that I knew would dissipate one I got some of that warm wet stuff inside of me. Unfortunately I lingered to long. “Ally, your face…” What could I say? I just stared at her, looking into her gorgeous steel blue eyes, eyes that should be scared of me, but they weren’t they were just questioning, not caring what I was, more like wondering how I had gotten like that.
“You’re a vampire?” I mumbled out some kind of incoherent reply and made a dash to the door. Hungry. I couldn’t deal with her now. I needed blood urgently. “I have to go” I hissed out as I lurched for the door, I didn’t even bother to control my speed, but still I didn’t make it to the door, she was stood right in front of me, blocking my only exit.
She reached her hand back and turned the key that was hanging in the lock on the office door, removed it and put it down her bra. So I wasn’t the only one that used that hiding spot. Now I was trapped. Trapped in this room with a human while I was so thirsty. This couldn’t end well, she smelt so good, I wanted her, and no one would see, there was no window in here, door was locked.
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