While finishing up my final semester in college, I took a weekend job as a security guard in a small office building.

I spent most of my 4 p.m.-to-midnight shift studying or looking at porn between floor checks. Last Saturday was a porn night. It was near the end of my shift and I was reading a Penthouse letter about a bellhop licking some MILF’s toes. I was thinking how kinky that sounded when a woman who looked to be in her late thirties strode through the front door. She continued walking through the lobby as if she owned it, flashed her ID at me while saying, “Marcia, accounting, sixth floor,” and headed for the elevator.

It happened so quickly that it took me several seconds to realize that she hadn’t signed in. As the elevator doors closed, the guy from the next shift walked in. I told... Read More