Two-3
281 Words
Peter pushed open the door to his office but stopped when he found it lit only by the glow from his computer screen. “Stern?”
In the darkness Stern lit a cigarette. The red flare of the match helped Peter find Stern in the shadows.
“This better be worth dragging me out—”
Stern gestured toward the computer with the red end of his cigarette. “Someone’s been messing with your kinky screensaver.”
Peter stalked around the desk and dropped into his chair. The benign desktop looked normal and unthreatening. “What?”
“Just wait.” Stern nudged the mouse to take the monitor out of energy saver mode.
A soft hum from the clock on the desk was the only sound that broke the silence until the screen flickered, went dark, then glowed again as a picture formed of a naked young girl sprawled on satin sheets. She went into her routine and sweat broke out on Peter’s forehead.
The program featured a varied menu, but this was his favorite. The camera moved in closer and her lashes lifted. She licked red lips. “You like this, don’t you?”
“Oh, yeah,” he muttered, tugging at his top shirt button. She rolled onto her back again, but here the familiar sequence took a strange turn. The video cam homed in on her mouth, moving in tighter and tighter until her crimson lips filled the whole screen.
“I know all about you, Peter,” she said. “I know...all...about...you.”
“What the—” He started up out of the chair, but Stern’s hand came down on his shoulder, forcing him back down.
“She’s not done.”
The camera zoomed out again as she rolled back onto her stomach and gave him a sultry smile. “And soon everyone else will, too.”
Then the screen went blank.
Peter looked at Stern.
He blew smoke out his mouth and nose. “Was it worth it?”
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