Tipping Point -- Chapter 1: Blow by Blow

As quickly as she began her lewd inspection, her hands release his most private area.
Nick feels her tease the bow that rests above his lower back, inches from his crack. He hears her flicking their curls like a cat testing a new toy before batting it across the floor.
She speaks in a monotone voice as if rehearsing lines before an interview. “Where is the key I gave you?”
Nick nods his head to the opposite side of the room. “Over there.” To the left of the door is a large, single window. Below the window rests a long, low-raising, dark stained book shelf covered with small antique Chinese statues.

He remembers taking the liberty of looking out the window while he undressed. Outside was a terrific view of San Francisco, from the hills. “I placed the key next to one of the staaaaaaa...” One finger daringly slides down his butt crack. A white-knuckled shiver terrorizes his body. He shakes involuntarily.
She wiggles her finger back and forth. His penis grows and quivers.

She pulls her finger from his crack. He swallow before completing his reply,” ahhhnnnaa...hhaaa...with my things”.
He feels a finger slide between his cheeks, again. “Aaahh”.
Again, her finger wiggles back and forth. Her finger nail circles his hole, once. Twice. Nick feels antsy.

She flicks the opening of his girlie-hole. The sudden sensation against his anus causes him to rotate his hips in a vain attempt to escape the embarrassment. Her fingers spread his cheeks causing him to flinch, “emmeefff”. One finger punctures his ass and then quickly exits. His body wiggles on the granite.

From behind him, she walks around his left side. He shifts and rolls his body to face her. He lifts his head to see her standing next to his left side. Her left hand is behind her back.

Looking behind her, Nick sees a large mirror with chrome trim and gold flowers engraved into its glass near its borders, hanging from the wall. To the mirror's right is a tall, gray, metal filing cabinet. With all of the décor in this room, that one work-unit seems out of place.