Dangerously Damnaged Goods

The Sneaky Snake

Emma: I haven't gotten as far as I wished I would have with this paperwork, but it's a work in progress, I thought to myself. The hard part of sorting it all out was finished. The only thing I had left to do was document the files and then file them in the correct spots alphabetically. Monica had mentioned she was way behind on this part of her job but this job was originally for someone else. That being said, I hoped that I could continue working for Mr.Kincaid even after Monica came back from leave. Monica came to the door to tell me it was lunch time. Oh shoot, I forgot our lunch at home. Monica, do you think someone could run mom and I back home to grab our lunch?, I ask. Sure, but your mom is in a meeting with Mr.Kincaid right now. If you're comfortable with riding with the driver on your own, I can arrange that, she said. Yeah, that will be fine, it might save me a scolding from my mom. I laugh and Monica smiles widely at me. Micheal will be waiting outside for you. You have an hour for lunch, Monica says. I grabbed my purse and headed out the door. Outside, I see Michael waiting for me next to the car. Michael politely opened the passenger side door for me. Afternoon Emma, Michael says. Afternoon to you as well, I replied to him. On the drive back home, Michael and I had a casual conversation. How do you like the job so far, Emma?, he asked. I'm not going to lie, it's not what I expected, but I hope to continue working for Mr.Kincaid even after his assistant comes back from leave, I say. What do they have you doing anyway?, he asks. Nothing much, really just alphabetizing filing cabinets. Tomorrow I'll get to learn how to set up meetings and what not, I tell him. How long have you worked for Mr.Kincaid? I ask Michael. This will be the second year I have worked for him. I just drive for him. Rarely does he ask me to do anything else, Michael says. Do you enjoy working for Mr.Kincaid?, I asked him. Well, yeah, it's the easiest job I have ever had and I'm paid well and Mr.Kincaid is a real good guy, Michael says. Why do you ask? Michael asks me. I was just wondering, your job sounds kinda boring. If it were me if I got tired of driving so much, I would say laugh. Michael smiled, yeah that's true. I do get tired of driving at times, but i remind myself it's easy money. Mr.Kincaid doesn't really seem so pleasant, he seems cold and distant, I say. Mr. Kincaid can be unpleasant and he comes off as cold and distant, but the guy has a big heart and means well, Michael says. I looked at him puzzled. You said you have only worked for him for two years. Do you know him personally?, I ask. Michael c***s his head and looks at me with a smirk. Yeah, I know him personally. We used to play baseball together back in high school, he says. I chewed on my bottom lip for a moment thinking of asking more, but didn't want to seem desperate. Michael seemed to read my mind. Look, Emma, I'm gonna be honest. I can tell what you're thinking. I know from that look in your eyes, Carter is very private and does not get attached. Out of all the years I have known him, he has only dated a few times and it was never serious. Ever since his father passed away, dating and social life have been the furthest thing on his mind, Michael says. I whipped my head his way. What do you think I want, Mr.Kincaid? I lightly chucked. I'm not interested in Mr.Kincaid, he is good looking, but I'm only worried about proving myself worthy of keeping this job. I needed the money to get out of my parents' house, I said to him. I was lying but telling the truth at the same time. Although it did hurt to hear that Carter did not get attached and probably wouldn't be interested in me. From now on, I'll just keep my eyes on the prize. I'm going to prove myself worthy of this job and get my mom and I away from Bobby. I couldn't wait to get home. I was starving.

Bobby: I came home earlier than i wanted. I decided to use what time I had to do some digging while Kathy and Emma weren't home. I went through all of their things to see if i could find anything they were hiding from me. I found Emma’s journal. I read a few pages in it. There wasn't anything in it that was incriminating to me, just the normal teen drama. I opened one of her dresser drawers and pulled a pair of her panties out. Where the hell did she get these panties? Kathy had never let her buy anything laced. I stuffed it back in the dresser drawer. Just as I was about to walk out of Emma's room, I heard the front door open. I heard Emma talking to someone. In a few minutes, I have to use the bathroom and then I'll grab the bag of lunch from the fridge and a couple bottles of water. Another voice came from the doorway. That's fine, I have an errand to run. It will only take me twenty minutes and I'll be right back. Thats fine, I'll meet you back downstairs in twenty minutes, Emma tells the man. I hear the door close and watch out Emma's bedroom window for the man to leave. Once I was sure the man was gone, I went to find Emma. I tip-toed out of her room. Emma had just stepped into the bathroom. The bathroom door was slightly ajar. I watched her as she pulled her pants down to use the bathroom. Her round perky a** sticking out at me. I unbuttoned my pants and watched her through the c***k in the door, slowly stroking my hard member. I wanted to step into that bathroom and make her take me. I watched her use the bathroom. She started to undress. I was gonna get to see more than I had expected. Emma slipped her panties off and threw them in the wastebasket. Cursing her monthly cycle that comes too early this time around. Emma stood and pulled her dress off over her head. Sitting herself on the edge of the bathtub, she warmed the water and grabbed the shower head nozzle from above. I watched and she used the showerhead to rinse the mess of blood from between her legs. Emma pumped soap into her hand, I watched as she lathered her p***y and slowly rubbed herself. Emma grabbed the shower head and began to rinse herself, rubbing herself once again while doing so. This time while rinsing herself free of the soap, she slid a finger inside her folds. Emma began to slowly pump her finger in and out of her p***y, the showerhead stream cut to a low single stream fixed on her c**t. I watched as she pumped her finger in and out faster than before. Emma was now moaning, chewing on her bottom lip in anticipation, needing that sweet release to overcome her. Throwing her head back, her hips thrusting on their own accord, her face flushed red as she hit her peak. I stand watching her as she squirts, feeling myself about to c*m as she grabs one of her t**s, squeezing it and pinching her own n****e. I find myself cumming and uncontrollable grunting when doing so. What the hell are you doing?, she screamed, noticing my lingering figure peeking in at her. Who are you?She screams again. I quickly shoved the door shut, grabbing a floating shelf and wedging it between the door knob and the floor. The wedge kept Emma trapped inside the bathroom. While Emma rammed and hit the door, I started scattering things around the house, trashing the place to make it look like a robbery. Before I wasted too much time, I quickly ran out the door and took the back staircase down to the alley in the back. Making sure not to be seen before slipping into my car, I drove back to where Valorie and I had just been hours ago. Emma: Scared out of my wits and completely petrified that I had just caught a stranger touching himself while watching me in the bathroom. I knew Bobby was out running arenas and I was sure i locked the door when I shut the door. My stomach began to churn. How did he even get into our home? This morning in the kitchen, I thought Bobby was just trying to scare me, or so I hope that was his intention. Now I am sure he meant every word he said and I am terrified. Bobby probably put someone up to doing this if it wasn't him doing it himself. I got myself ready to go back to the office. Hearing the man had already gone, I rammed the door several times but it was jammed shut. I heard someone yelling outside. I stayed quiet to listen to the voice. It sounded like Micheal. I rammed the door with my shoulder as hard as I could, Emma Emma, is that you i hear Micheal say. Micheal let me out. I'm stuck in the bathroom. I hear Michael moving some things around. I tried to open the door once more and it opened a few times, hitting Michael in the face. Sorry I said when I noticed him behind the door. Its fine what happened, he said. I will explain in the car, I said while running to the fridge, grabbing the lunch and darting out the door. Micheal was rushing out the door behind me. Micheal opened the car door for me to get in. Once I was in the car, I relaxed in my seat. I have never felt so relieved to see someone I just met a few hours ago. Is everything okay Emma? What happened back there, Micheal says to me. Oh I'm fine, I, lie hoping he will not try to pry further. On the way back to the office, I explained to Micheal that after he left I was sure to have locked the door and when I went to use the bathroom, after he had left. I left the bathroom door ajar and someone was looking in at me and when I noticed the figure peering in at me, I freaked out and whoever it was locked me in the bathroom. I left out the part where I was cleaning myself from where I started my period or the part where I was pleasing myself with the thought of Connor. Micheal didn't ask further questions or try to make conversation, he just quickly dialed a number and put it on speaker. I sat quietly wondering what to do when I heard a man on the other end pick up the phone, “This is Conner what’s up?”. I froze and my eyes went wide and i felt my face flush with heat. I quickly turned my head to look out of the window at the cars passing by. I was ashamed of being caught pleasing myself at the thought of connor. I put my head in my hands, remembering I even said his name out loud. I jerked my head up and whipped it around to the voice that came from the speaker. “Is Emma okay? Did the man touch her or hurt her, Carter asked with anger.” Micheal’s facial expression changed rapidly and he stuttered in his response. Yes sir, she was fine when I went up to check on her, the man had wedged a board between the bathroom door and the floor. Emma was stuck in the bathroom. She was more scared than anything, Micheal answered. I scoffed at myself hearing him say I was scared. Scared, yes, but more embarrassed than anything i thought. How far out are you when will you be back at the office?, Carter asked. We are about twenty-five minutes away, Sir Micheal says, looking between the speaker and me with questioning eyes. Like he could read my mind with my flushed face. Like he could see through me and knows my embarrassment. I turned and looked back out the window. When we arrived back at the office, several men rushed out and, while one opened the door, the others surrounded me while we walked into the building. Micheal rushes to the door, opening it for us all to pile in. I see mom leaving Mr. Kincade's office ran up to me and she grabs me. Are you okay. I heard what happened. Did you see who it was or how they got in?, she asked me with worry filled eyes. Im fine mom really whoever it was I saw me using the bathroom and i got freaked out. I didn't even know anyone else was there and I was sure I locked the door behind me when I got home. Mr.Kincayde is standing patting my mom on the back with a sincere look on his face talking to her in a low voice. I cast my head down as my own body betrays me again my face turns red as it flushes once more. Micheal approaches the two of them, I hand my mom her lunch asking if she had a good day so far. My mom looked at me giving me a tight lipped smile and kurt nod before shaking her head at me like I was crazy, to act like nothing just happened, like I couldn't have just been killed. Micheal whispers something in Carter's ear, and Carter gives me a questioning look before turning to my mother to speak to her. Kathy if you don't mind I'd like to speak with Emma and Micheal to go over what happened once more and see if we didn't miss something, he said. My mother looked from me to Carter shaking her head yes. Please do we need to find out who did this? It sounds like they were after something while you guys talk. I am going to get back to work and eat my lunch while doing so if that's alright,she said. That will be fine Kathy please make yourself comfortable if you need anything don't hesitate to ask, Carter says. She was going to get more work done. Mr.Kincayde stood staring at me his eyes trained on my bright red face. I avoided making any eye contact with Mr.Kincaid. I was worried about what was going to happen when I got home if it was Bobby that was there. Emma, my office please, i hear Mr.Kincayde say. My heart began to race thinking he already knows the truth. I turned around to face him and he just opens the door to his office waiting for me to go in. My face is now as red as a beet and I can feel the tension rolling off of him.