Master PC – Kyle’s Adventure pt1

Chapter 1:

Today is a good day. After months of negotiating I finally got it, the raise i’ve been waiting for. Unlike most people, I actually really love my job. What I do is fun, the people I work with are great, well most of them at least. I decided to go out to lunch and revel in my excitement. It was an extremely bright sunny day due the few inches of snow we got the night before. I walked into the little italian pizzeria, my go to spot when i’m feeling good, or not so good for that matter, and sat down at the bar. Abby, the regular bartender welcomed me as I sat. “Hey Kyle, good to see you again! How is your day going” Abby asked. “Not to shabby” I replied with a smile on my face as I indirectly gazed over her body. She was wearing a tight black tank top that accentuated her amazing C cup breasts and some extremely form fitting jeans that had a few rips and holes in them. Which one of said holes you could just barely make out the edge of bright red lace panties.

“Glad to hear, it’s good to see you again” she replied. “What can I get you?”

“I’ll take my regular, Chicken Caesar and a pint of whatever IPA you have on tap.” I replied.

“Sure thing!” she said as she poured me a pint.

I’ve always thought she’s had a thing for me, I don’t know how many free beers and lunches I’ve got from her. Not sure exactly sure what she sees in me. I’m just an average 32 year old guy, not to mention married. Actually, average is pretty much right on point, just over 6 feet tall, average weight, bit of a beer belly, a bit scruffy but nothing to bad. Sexually pretty average too. Back in college I was quite a bit more fit and played around pretty often, but never really anything long term. I even may have fooled around with a few guys on some drunken nights for that matter. I don’t really see myself as being gay, maybe more closeted bi? Not really sure, what I can tell you now is that I have a wife and I am happy with my average life.

“Here ya go Kyle!” Abby said as she placed the plate in front of me.

One thing I have found myself doring more often lately is fantasizing about the things I would do if I wasn’t married…. I miss hooking up with random chicks, some hot steamy sex. Things at home have been pretty unsexual lately. When we first met i swear we fucked a dozen times a week. The sex was great. Amazing even. Now it’s maybe a few times a week, and more of a routine it feels like. What can I say, my personal life has become somewhat mundane. RIght now, the only thing I really have going for me is my job.

As I finished my meal, I reached into my wallet and left a $20 dollar bill near my plate, waived at Abby, said thanks. (One great thing about this place is I can get a damn good salad and a beer for 14 bucks)

“Good seeing you again Kyle! I’ll see you next week?” she asked.

“For sure! Have a good weekend!” I replied.

My next stop for the day was heading up to a new building my company had just purchased at auction. I’ve been asked to walk through the place with the construction company we work with to finalize the plans for a renovation.

After I finished talking with the forman, I walked passed what must have been CEO’s office at the time. It was a pretty nice spot, windows floor to ceiling and a massive bookcase along the south wall. There were still a few books on the self so I thought I’d see what’s there. As I was fumbling through the books I found one that seemed to be attached to the back of the book case, Odd I thought. I tried to pull the book out and then suddenly the half the bookcase opened up. It was a hidden door to another room. “Wow, this is crazy cool” I said aloud. Seems no one has been in the room for a decade. I reached into my pocket to grab my phone to use as a flashlight. The room was pretty large.

Inside was a king side bed, a desk with an old CRT monitor & computer, and a what seemed to be some kind of hospital bed with restraints. Actually looked like it was right out of some kind of bdsm porno. This is kinda fucked up I thought. The one thing that really caught my eye was this old safe sitting under the desk. It was nearly identical to one I have at home. I like to think that I am somewhat of a savvy safe cracker (i know, weird hobby, use to be a locksmith in college, story for another day…)

I’ve had plenty of practice on this particular safe, so it was rather easy to get open. To my disappointment though, it looked empty upon first opening. I grabbed one of the shelves and noticed there was actually something taped under the shelf. “Oh, this must be good, In a safe and hidden” I thought to myself.

To my surprise, it was an old Floppy Disk. A fucking floppy disk? I was somewhat disappointed but also intrigued at the same time.