Hey all, I am getting this out later than I had planned. I appreciate your patience with me. I had thought things were settling down on my end, but life likes to keep taking its pound of flesh. I don't want to get into the details, but things are up and down in Don land. I'm working through it. While I expect the hits to keep coming, I'm putting guardrails in place so they don't derail me as much as they have recently.
I'm sorry for that.
But let's get into the good stuff, shall we? Enough pity party.
Below is Chapter 38 of Toxic Attraction. The alpha version, full of grammatical issues, warts and all. There's a couple things I think need some tweaking but as you may pick up one, we are heading towards a point here where things are gonna get messier.
Anyways, I know I've kept you waiting here so without further ado, lets get into it.
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Sarah pulled up to the kiss and ride spot in front of the school, turned and helped her girls out of their booster seats.
“Bye mom!” they both yelled in unision as they hauled their backpacks out the door. Sarah sat at the wheel, watching her girls catch up to their friends and walk into the school.
“Love you too,” she muttered. The car behind her honked and Sarah felt her stress return. She pulled away, trying not to let her girls independence bug her. They were growing up. It was part of the deal. It wasn’t because of her issues with Dan. She was conflating things that weren’t related. Sure, maybe they picked up on how icy things were at home.
Ever since Dan had gotten back from his trip, they’d done their best to avoid each other. Which only made Sarah’s head spin more. She didn’t want to have another arugment. Didn’t want to feel any hurt or guilt anymore. She couldn’t handle anymore of that, not with her parents, her jobs and everything else going on in her life. And the fact that Dan wasn’t trying to talk to her, to brdige that gap either only made her mind jump to conclusions and make her angry.
She wanted things back to the way they were. Only that wasn’t entirely true. She wasn’t ready to cut off Lester. Sure, he was their financial lifeboat but the fat, ugly man had somehow managed to worm his way into her life and she wasn’t sure she wanted to let him go.
Her mind was a mess. Which is why another car honked at her as she overstayed her welcome at a stop sign. Flustered, Sarah drove her car on autopilot until she found herself in front of her parents house.
She didn’t pull in the driveway, just stopping across the street wondering how she got there. It would have made more sense for her to go home but here she was. Part of her longed to go in, back into her childhood bedroom, back to a time when things were just simplier. But she couldn’t go in. Not with how nosy her parents were. Sure, it would be nice to visit but she knew they were worried and eventually the conversation would turn to her and Dan and their activities.
Sarah put her head against the headrest, knowing she needed to driveaway before being spotted. As she was about to start towards home her phone rang. She expected and hoped it was Dan but the display said it was Lester.
She hestiated but answered it. “Hey Lester.”
She put the car into drive and left her parents street.
“You mean, hello Daddy, don’t you?” Lester’s deep voice said. Just hearing him sent a shiver up her spine. What was wrong with her? When had she become so easy?
Sarah bit her lip, her eyes widened when she saw how fast she was speeding down the residental street. She needed to get under control. When she didn’t answer Lester’s voice came through the speaker again.
“Say it.”
Part of Sarah wanted to roll her eyes, thinking of the short fat man on the under end of the line. That’s why she was surprised when she heard her sultry voice come out and say, “Hello Daddy.”
“Mhm, thats much better Sarah. You got my cock hard just hearing your voice,” Lester said.
Sarah felt her chest getting warm and tried to keep her focus on the road. “Lester,” Sarah said, the sultry leaving her voice, “I’m driving. I need to be careful.”
“Find somewhere to pull over. I got something to show you,” Lester said.
“Send it. I’ll check it when I get home,” Sarah said.
“No. Pull over now. You need to see this. Now. It’s happening live,” Lester said.
Sarah ran through her immediate surroundings and pulled off the road, steering her car behind a deserted gas station that nature was in the process of reclaiming. There was no reason for anyone to be back her and thankfully there wasn’t any bums loitering around. The ashpalt was rough and a old chain link fence ran around the back of the store, large plants and bushes growing between the steel.
She parked and took her cell phone off it’s holder. “Okay. I’m parked. What’s up?”
Instead of replying, Lester hung up. A second letter she got a video call from him. She pressed the button and Lester’s fat, hairy neck filled her screen. He pulled the camera back and she saw his signature shit eating grin that both pissed her off and made her a little wet.
“Just watch,” Lester chuckled. The camera switched to the back of his phone and she saw Lester’s feet as he walked down a hallway. She recognized the floor. He was at the hospital. The angle shifted showing a clear glass railing then down looking over the atrium of the lobby. An unsual number of people were loitering around and Sarah couldn’t figure out why. A few second latter two uniformed police officier flanked by hospital security appeared in the frame, escorting a handcuffed Mary out of the building. Her head was turning back and forth, speaking frantically to both officiers but whatever she was saying was droned out by the murming of the crowd.
Sarah watched as they took her outside and Lester moved the phone to a glass window over looking the front of the building. Mary was being placed into the back of the police cruiser as confused patients and families looked on.
When the cruiser drove away, the camera’s angle changed back to Lester’s triple, stubble filled neck and face.
“You like that?” Lester chuckled into the phone, his gullet bouncing as he walked. Celing tiles and lights flashed by his head as Sarah watched the unflattering angle.
“That was….” Sarah sorted through her feelings trying to process what she’d just seen. On one hand, it was motifying seeing an executive at the hospital she had worked so hard to build and maintain be escorted out, handcuffed, by police in front of staff and the public alike. It would incite a firestorm of bad PR and controversey. But on the other hand, it wasn’t her responsiblity anymore and she loved, absolutely loved seeing that bitch taken down and humilated. She loved that it happened in front of everyone and knew how embarssed that Mary must be. It was even better knowing that Mary had nothing to do with it. It was karma for how she had treated Sarah and justice was being served.
And she had Lester to thank for it. It was wrong. Logically she knew that. She knew that framing someone was bad and immoral but what had Sarah got by being good and playing by the rules? Getting shafted by the hospital’s board only for them to bring in another shitty old white man to run the hospital who had no business doing so? Dan had been good his whole life and had been laid off twice. Both of them had been good and now she lived in a crater of financial ruin. What was the point of playing by the rules anymore?
“Amazing,” Sarah finally breathed, replaying the events back in her head. Watching the look of anguish on Mary’s face. It was delicious. “Fuck Lester that was the best thing I’ve seen all day. I thought watching all those guys knock on her door was amazing but this. Shit is she going to jail?”
“She’ll probably do at least a bit of time, waiting for her trial. I don’t really know. But theres no way she’s coming back to the hospital. Not after that. Richard’s already spinning. It’s great.” Lester chorted. He was still walking through the hallways, but Sarah didn’t know where he was.
Sarah found her breathing was shallow bursts. Her skin felt warm and she realized she was turned on. Maybe it was getting payback or maybe it was because she was talking to Lester and he had helped her dominate the woman. Whatever the cause, she felt an electric thrill run through her.
She heard the sound of a door opening and then closing from Lester’s phone.
“Where are you?” Sarah said, staring intently at Lester’s ugly face from the unflattering angle.
“Mary’s office,” Lester smirked, “Just taking a poke around while everyone is busy gossipying.”
“I don’t know why…” Sarah started, ashamed and unsure as the words tumbled out of her mouth, “But that turned me on.”
“I can tell,” Lester said, “Your face is flush. And you’re giving me that look.”
“What look?” Sarah challenged. She wasn’t that predictible, was she?”
“That look like you want to fuck,” Lester said. He flipped the camera and showed Sarah the view of Mary’s office. Her personal items were still there, waiting for her return. They would all be loaded up in a banker box and tucked away in the security office for whenever she showed back up. Mary’s cellphone was still sitting on her desk. Lester put his phone over it. Sarah didn’t understand what he was doing until his large, thick cock appeared. It was already half hard. Lester flopped it down on Mary’s phone.
“She’ll eventually get this back and put her face up against it,” Lester chuckled as he slowly rubbed his hand down the length of his cock. Sarah stared at the screen, watching in awe and envy as Lester’s cock grew and grew until it was as hard as a steel pole, dwarfing the the cellphone. It looks almost comically small in comparisson.
“Like what you see blondie?” Lester chuckled.
“It’s…” Sarah trailed off as Lester continued to stroke his cock over Mary’s phone.
“It’s that hard because of you,” Lester said, seriously, “I’m thinking about what we did the other night. How we made all of this happen. And I’m still looking at you, right now. Watching me. Your eyes are glazing over and your chest looks sexy as fuck as you breath heavy like that.”
Sarah’s eyes refocused, she forgot that Lester could see her. Even though she was staring at his cock, she realized that he was probably staring at her eyes and face. She shifted in her seat, unconciously moving into a more seductive pose. She licked her lips and stared at the phone like it was a piece of meat she wanted.
“Oh I like that,” Lester’s voice said through the speaker and he started stroking himself faster. “Put on a show for Daddy.”
The word send a shiver through Sarah’s spine. She started to sway, rtyhmically in he seat, her eyes locked on the screen and Lester’s strokes.
“I want to see it,” Sarah said, biting her lip. “I want to watch it explode.”
“I can do that,” Lester said, “But I want to watch you too. Why don’t you get more comfortable.”
Sarah looked around her surroundings. The abandoned gas station, the high chain fence with overgrown weeds linked through it. She could hear the sound of cars passing on the street but couldn’t see them. Sarah reached down and slowly peeled off her t-shirt, letting Lester feast on the sight of her lacy blue bra. She tossed her shirt onto the passenger seat and put her full attention back on Lester.
He started to speak but stopped as Sarah’s fingers began to trace top of her bra cup, running over her exposed skin. Now it was her turn to hear Lester’s heavy breathing over the phone, like a stalker from a 90s movie. The sound both disturbed and turned her on.
Sarah knew she was slipping again, falling into Lester’s web but it she couldn’t stop herself. She listened to his creepy, heaving breathing as her finger tips trailed around her skin. She slid them up her bra strap on her left shoulder and heard Lester’s voice stitch. She remembered when he had done this, reached out while she was intimaite with Dan and pulled down her bra strap. She hooked a finger under it and let it fall.
She smirked at the screen, knowing Lester was watching. She wanted to put on a good show for him. She ran her fingers between her clevage before moving over to the other strap. She played with it, teasing the camera. On the screen, Lester’s huge cock was still there but he wasn’t stroking it, he was just holding it.
“Lester,” Sarah whispered, “Don’t stop stroking him. I want to keep watching. You stop. And I’ll stop.”
Lester didn’t respond but his hand began sliding back up and down his shaft. Sarah reach behind her back and unclasped her bra. She held it in place with the other hand but took her arms out of the straps.
“Let me see em,” Lester commanded. Sarah smiled wickedly and leaned towards the camera giving Lester a fantastic view of the tops of her breasts.
“No,” Sarah said.
“The fuck?” Lester growled, “Take that fucking bra off now.”
“No,” Sarah repeated, “I want you to ask nicely. Say please.”
“What the fuck?” Lester snarled.
“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Language,” Sarah smirked and waved a finger at the screen, “Naughty boy. Now say please or I’ll put them away.”
“Sarah, you don’t –”
Sarah raised one of her bra straps and Lester stopped talking abruplty. She raised her eyesbrows at the screen. There was silence for at least a minute.
Then she heard something she’d never heard Lester say before, “Please.”
“Good boy,” Sarah said and she let her bra fall off of her, her heavy breasts coming into full view for Lester. Anyone walking by or peeking behind the gas station would see a topless blonde in her thirties, moving seductively in her car.
“That wasn’t so hard was it?” Sarah mewed. It was easier to be like this when Lester wasn’t there in person. If she’d tried that in the bedrom, he would have just thrown her on the bed and done what he wanted. But she had some power here and she loved using it.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard the next time I get you alone,” Lester growled, “Make you pay for this shit.”
“Promise?” Sarah licked her lips and leaned forward towards the phone. She cupped her breasts and let her fingertips graze the skin. She threw her head back as her fingers passed over the nipples. She inhaled sharply as her other hand unbuttoned her mom jeans and her hand dove into her panties.
“Fuck Lester. I want that beautiful cock of yours,” Sarah said, her fingers finding her clit. Sarah looked seductively at the camera mounted on her dashboard and rubbed at herself. She knew Lester was liking what he was seeing. His fist was running up and down his cock with abandon now, Mary’s phone still in the background.
“Thats it Lester,” Sarah moaned, “Stroke that big fucking cock for me. God I want to see it explode. Fuck.”
Sarah could just picture the geyser of cum that Lester would unleash. She knew how it felt inside of her, the feeling of his cock pulsating. His heartbeat thrumming in his cock as it was buried inside of her. Then it twitching as it exploded a torrrent of cum blasting out of it, soaking her insides.
Sarah’s fingers danced over her her clit as she grabbed her breast hard, just like Lester would.
“You’re gonna watch it explode,” Lester breathed, “But soon you’re gonna feel it explode inside of you. I really hate wasting on this cum when I could be dumping it in you.”
“I like that. I want that. Lester,” Sarah hummed.
“You want what?” Lester growled as he jerked his cock.
“Cum. Your cum. In me. On me. Fuck I want it everywhere Lester,” Sarah let go of her breast and slid two fingers up to her mouth, “I want to taste it. Taste you. I want it pouring down my throat. Fuck I want you cumming in my mouth while you cum in pussy at the same time. Fuck Lester I need it.”
“You’re gonna get it. Don’t you worry,” Lester chuckled, “I’m going to fill you up so much that it won’t matter that your still taking that stupid pill of yours.”
“Oh god,” Sarah groaned as she bucked against her hand. Lester’s nasty words danced through her ears and tickled a part of her brain that pushed her closer to her inveitable orgasm. He clit was so sensitive. She wanted to close her eyes and just get herself there but she couldn’t keep her eyes off Lester’s massive organ and the way he stroking it. It was mesermizing.
A bit of precum leaked out the end and Lester paused mid-stroke, adjsuting the angle of his phone to show it. He dabbed the head of his cock down onto Mary’s phone and Sarah licked herl lips, watching the string of cum connect to Mary’s phone before it broke. Her stomach flared with a sense of jealously that didn’t make any sense but she hated Mary just a little bit more than she had.
It was irrational but she didn’t want that woman anywhere near Lester. She was his.
“You think…” Sarah started but trailed off as she watched Lester begin stroking his cock in earnset again. He paused his fist, waiting for her to continue talking. “You think your cum is that potent that you could just defy science Lester?”
“I know it,” Lester said back. “It’s just nature taking its proper course. Like they say, nature finds a way.”
Sarah shook her head but couldn’t keep the sly smile from his face. Lester was so full of himself and so full of shit. But he knew how to work her up. She leaned towards the camera, hands back on her heavy breasts. “Hmm I’d like to see that,” she said sarcastically. She tried to say it in a sexy way to challenge him.
But Lester took her comment a different way, “You want to see that? You want to see me knock you up?”
“I..”
“You want to see your tummy swell with Lester junior?” Lester snarled, “What’ll your parents say when they see that the kid looks like me huh? They’d know and your entire world would come crashing down.”
“Jesus,” Sarah muttered feeling the heat rise inside of her, “Thats so fucked up Lester.”
“It’s going to happen Sarah,” Lester said.
“Won’t your vascetomy have something to say about that? Even if your little swimmer found a way to beat the pill,” Sarah breathed, she pinched her nipple and her fingers rocketed across her clit. She was getting close.
“Nature finds a way. God’s will and all the shit,” Lester belched.
“God’s will,” Sarah moaned unintentionally. Half laughing, half delierious on the path to her orgasm.
“Yep,” Lester grunted, his hand flying up and down his cock, “It’s fate. Your pussy, my cock. You’re a great mother Sarah. I couldn’t think of anyone better to raise my spawn. What do ya say?”
“It’s hot. Hot idea,” Sarah panted. The windows of her car were fogging up. If someone came around the corner of the building they’d no longer be able to see her. “But crazy. Couldn’t happen.”
“But what if it did.”
“Fuck, Lester. I’m close.”
“Just picture it,” Lester said in that gross whisper through the speaker, “My cock buried deep inside you. So deep. Deeper than Dan was when he did it. My cum exploding out into you. Flooding every little crevice inside of you.”
Sarah’s fingers danced over her clit. Her hips bucked against her hand and she desperately wished she’d pulled her stupid mom jeans down to her ankles. She squeezed her breasts and threw her head back against the chair. Through half lidded eyes she watched in desperaration as Lester pumped his cock in his hand.
“You know how much cum I make. I could probably fill a glass with it. Just imagine all that cum. Millions of my swimmers battering at your egg, piercing it and rushing in.” Lester said, “We both know it’d happen. There’s no way around it.”
“I thought….” Sarah panted,. “You didn’t want kids. That’s why you got the…”
“I don’t. Still don’t,” Lester said, “But that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t want to fuck a baby into you. You Sarah. No one else. I’d want to fuck a baby into you. Watch your eyes dilate and you feel me cum and know that my seed is taking root. That I’ve inseminated you. That somone besides your husband has knocked you up.”
Sarah grabbed her breast hard. Her mind reeling at the thought. She’d always had a beauty and the beast type fantasy and the idea of a beauty like herself being impregnated by a unworthy beast like Lester seemed like the ultimate heigh for that fantasy. Especially if she begged for it to happen.
“Fucckkk, Lester,” Sarah moaned, “I’m so close.”
“Open your eyes,” Lester snapped.
Sarah hadn’t realized she closed them. Her heavy breasts were rising and rapidly as she struggled to breath. Her thighs pressed down around her hand. She lazily opened her eyes and saw that Lester had put the phone down on Mary’s desk.
The angle had changed. Now she could see his entire, disgusting body, cock in hand as he pumped it. Mary’s phone was still there, sitting just below the head of Lester’s cock. Her eyes were glued to the phone, watching Lester masturabte, watching his beautiful cock. Watching his oddly proproation body gleam with sweat, his hairy chest heaving just like hers. She felt so fucking turned on.
“Think about it,” Lester grunted, “Think about the look of shock and horror on Dan’s face when he realizes your pregnant. The doubt and pain he’d feel. Think about how he’d react when he realized it wasn’t his. When you told him you were carrying my child.”
“Lester….” Sarah whined. It was a poisonus thought. It was fucked up. She didn’t want to think about it. But it was there, playing in the back of her mind. The look of hurt on her husband’s face. The pain he’d feel. The mixed emotions he’d face.
“And then watching as you push a child that isn’t his into this world,” Lester said, “And you loving it more than you do him.”
Sarah’s fingers flew across her clit, picturing Dan standing there like an outsider watching as she embraced her new family. Dan outside the window as she cuddeled with Lester, soft romantic kisses. The rain pouring down on him.
“You want that don’t you. You want my cum to flood you and knock you up. Say it.” Lester demanded.
Sarah’s breaths were coming in short ragged bursts now. She bucked her hips into her hand, pressing her clit hard into her fingers. Her nipples pressed into the palm of her hand.
“Yes…..” Sarah’s traiterous words left her lips and she came. Hard. She screamed in ectasy as her hips bucked off the chair and she came into her hand. Lightening shooting up from her pussy, rocking across her body.
“Open your eyes,” Lester said sharply.
Despite all her muscles seizing, she opened her eyes and Sarah Lester’s cock head expand and ropes of cum blast out, landing on Mary’s cellphone and desk. Sarah’s orgasm crescendod as another hit her at the sight. She didn’t look away. She didn’t blink. Her eyes burned as she held them open witnessing the beauty of Lester’s cock spasming and cumming all over Mary’s things.
Sarah’s thighs pincered her hand, her body flipped to the side as rope after rope of cum painted Mary’s desk. Lester groaned from the phone and it was music to Sarah’s ears. Her second orgasm raced through her body, electrying nerve endings and sending her mind reeling.
As the last rope of cum sprayed out of Lester’s cock, she almost let her eyes close. But he firmly slide his fist down his shaft, pushing out a few last drops that fell lazily onto Mary’s phone. Finally she slumped beind her steering wheel, spent.
Lester cleaned the desk with Mary’s phone, her purse and other belongings.
“You’re such an easy slut,” Lester sneered into the phone. His three chins back on display. “Such a slut of my cum.”
“And you’re a fat pig,” Sarah groaned, exhausted from her seat, “Who fucks likea thoroughbred.”
“You’re not wrong,” Lester chuckled, “I can’t wait to slid this inside of you soon.
“Ugh I don’t even think I can drive right now. I feel drunk,” Sarah said. She wasn’t kidding. Her knees felt weak and her head was spinning. All she wanted to do was crawl into bed and sleep for the next week.
“I’ll pick you up later then. Go home and sleep. And say hi to Danny-boy for me, okay? I need you rested for what comes later.” Lester said.
“What’s coming later?” Sarah said her mind still returning to earth from her orgasm.
“You will be,” Lester answered. And me, “Bucket full of cum.”
Lester ended the call. Sarah just slumped back in her seat for the next fiften minutes, catching her breath and drifting off. She woke up with her pants around her thighs and her hand buried in her panites with all the windows fogged up.
She looked at herself in the rearview mirror and saw that her mascera was running down her face, “You’re a mess.”
***
Lester slumped back in his shitty hospital office. He hated this office and counted down the days before he could leave this dumpster fire forever. With Mary out of the picture there was only one thing keeping him here and that was Richard. The miserable shitstain really thought of Lester as an IT flunkie subordinate. Lester didn’t care. It was to his benefit to be viewed at the margins of society, just like Dan had. People always underestimate you and leave themselves open to attack.
He rubbed his pants against his cockhead, as a little bit of fluid leaked out. He rolled his computer chair forward and powered on the machine. The nice thing about his position was the expense account. Unlike the rest of the plebs in the hospital, he’d made sure to give himself quite the nice little rig that he was going to take with him. It had way more computing power than anything else in the hospital which is what he needed.
He loaded his attacking kit and went after his own private network back in his Chicago apartment. He hit it from several different vectors, just as he had the last few days. Even with his intimate knowledge of how the network was set up, its defenses and its weaknesses he wasn’t able to penerate it. No network was one-hundred percent secure but he felt confident that if he couldn’t penetrate it, no one else other than state actors could.
That fucker Cronos and his minions wouldn’t be able to get past the beefed up security. He just wished he’d scrapped more information on the guy. He’d have to start doing that to all his clients so he knew he was dealing with. He didn’t like an unknown variable on the field. Especially one that seemed to have a hate boner for him. His comment about ‘interested parties’ wanting access to his network irked him. It wasn’t his local network the guy was talking about, but the business network of buyers and sellers Lester had cultivated over the years. He didn’t understand why someone other than the poice would be interested in it.
Lester navigated away from his attack packet and back onto the hospital network. He narrowed in on Richard’s terminal and saw that it was active. He mirorred the screen on his own and watched as Richard spent the next five minutes trying to compose a bland, generic, inspirational CEO LinkedIn post. It was nasueating and Lester couldn’t wait to be done with this place.
Lester rolled his eyes and tried not to vomit. It was all so performative. All corporate culture was. Employees perform for the manager, they perform for the executives who perform for the board. They perform for the stockholders, investors. It was all such a waste of time.
He hated sitting in that dingy office. But he wouldn’t have to for much longer. As he watched Richard’s screen he noticed, not for the first time, that the man stored all of his passwords in his Chrome browser. This man was old enough to have been around during the beginning of the internet. Did he really value convience over privacy that much? Sometimes these plebs really just made it too easy for him.
He could remote into Richard’s laptop and cause all kinds of havoc but he needed to bring Sarah into this to get her revenge. Let her enjoy it and cum to it the way she had the other night with Mary and how she had a few hours ago on the phone.
It was hilarious to Lester how Dan didn’t seem to factor into this equation at all. He knew Dan was back in Middelton but Sarah hadn’t mentioned him. It was like her husband didn’t exist. She used to try and loop him into things but now it was like he was just the forgotten third wheel in their shame throuple.
Lester turned off the screen mirroing. He had everything he needed. It was time for Sarah to play her part. And finally, after all these months it was finally time to start pumping his baby making batter into Sarah and knock her up. What he read online, most women that go off the pill get pregnant after the first year of trying. Some after the first three months. Lester didn’t want to wait that long and planned to bath her in his cum.
***
Dan checked his phone for the third time that morning. His texts with Sarah had slowed to a glacial pace. She hadn’t responded to his last message but he saw that she read it. He sighed and trudged down the stairs to the basement.
Everyone was gone. The girls at school and Sarah off who knows where. She should have been back from dropping the girls off but he didn’t want to send a text asking where she was only for it to lead to another blow up.
He past his college fouton that was now serving as his bed and headed to the breaker box. Opening it, he scanned the names of the breakers and switched several of them off. Back upstairs, he got out his screw driver and started removing the plate on the plug in the living room.
He used his power tester to make sure there wasn’t a current running through the plug before he removed it from the housing. He disconnected it and fished one of the security camera plugs he brought from Chicago out of his bag. It was easy to install, he just reconneced the wires, secured it to the box and put the new cover over it. There was a pinhole slit in the cover that would let the camera see out at the room, all he had to do was connect it to his phone.
In a focused, half-concious daze, Dan spent the next hour mechanically removing and replacing the plugs in different rooms throughout the house. He still wasn’t sure why he was doing it or what he hoped to achieve.
At one point it was just to monitor the house and know when Lester tried to show up. But things had shifted so much lately that part of him thought he was collecting evidence for an eventual divorce. The idea of him being kicked out of the house and Lester moving in, raising his girls and sharing Sarah’s bed plagued him during the early hours of the morning.
He reached into his bag for the last plug. This one was going in their ensuite bathroom. He felt around for it but his hand grasped something else. It was a piece of plastic the size of his thumb. He pulled it out and recognized the keylogger that Martin had given him, the one he was supposed to install in Bryone’s office in Minnesota. That hadn’t worked out but he’d still held onto it.
He looked it over, trying to decide whether he should just throw it out or if there was any use for it. His phone chimed from his pocket and he threw the keylogger tool into his backpack. Sarah must have text him back.
But when he opened his phone, it wasn’t Sarah. It was Tricia, his flirty coworker from Sentienel Securities. He didn’t open it. He put the phone on the cool tile floor and sat against the wall, head in his hands as he tried to figure his life out.
Tricia’s message made him think of Carlo telling him about the tipline. He still hadn’t found anything on discord that he could report to it. Nothing on Lester’s Darkspire online persona.
Even he Dan somehow took Lester off the board, how would Sarah react? Would she be happy or would she get even more pissed at him? He really needed to man up and try to have a conversation with her but part of him was afraid of what he would hear.
With another sigh of defeat, he opened his phone and checked Tricia’s message.
T: Hey there, where’s my big dan? I miss him. The office is so boring without him. When is he going to come back here? I have so many things that need his special attention.
Dan read it over a few times, the words burrowing into his mind. He flipped to his conversation with Sarah and saw she still hadn’t responded. When was the last time she even opened it?
Dan fired a response back to Tricia.
D: Oh really? What needs my special attention Trisha?
He left the phone on the floor and went back to installing the last hidden camera.
***
It was just bad timing. Sarah opened the front door to their house the same time that Dan was coming down the stairs. He froze when she walked in. Her stomach turned feeling a mix of anger, guilt and sadness. She felt like she was walking on eggshells around her own home lately.
“Hi,” she manged. Hoping that it would ease the tension. The other half of her was ready to jump into an arguement at whatever Dan said in response. She hated being this way but she was just so angry. Angry at him. Angry at their fucked up situation. She just had so much anger coursing through her that it seemed to rule her. The only time it ever abatted was when Lester made he feel something different.
“Hi,” Dan said, he hadn’t moved but also wasn’t making eye contact. Was he standing still because he was afraid? Ready to fight? Or because he wanted to reconcile. His inaction irked her. His inaction had been what put them in this situation in the first place. Her mind slid into an angry place without her realizing it.
She let out a deep breath and tried to control herself. She took off her shoes and tried to pretend like Dan’s presence wasn’t awkward.
“How was drop off?” Dan said.
It was a neautral comment. Something she could work with, “It was fine.”
She realized that dounded bitchy and was a conversation killer. She she added, “The girls jumped out of the car without saying ‘I love you,’ they ran off to their friends and didn’t look back. I keep forgetting how old they are now.”
“It’s crazy,” Dan said with a sad smile on his face, “Seeing how fast they grow up. Seeing how fast things can change. For all of us.”
Sarah didn’t know how to respond so she just leaned against the door, waiting for him to say more. It took almost a full minute, but he finally did.
“Look Sarah, I don’t want to fight. I don’t. I really don’t want to fight with you. You’re the person I love the most in the world. I don’t want it to be like this. I’m sorry for what I said. It’s just…things have been so messed up. I don’t….my mind is fucked up. I can’t think straight, and this whole situation….Lester…your parents….work….the money….it’s all just too much. It’s so stressful and fucked. I really just wish we were back like we used to me,” Dan said.
He finally looked up at her and she felt her heart skip a beat. She knew he was hurting but his face just looked so fraile and weak. Desperate. She sighed and stared down at the lamineate flooring.
“I don’t….I don’t like it either,” Sarah said, “Everything is harder than it needs to be. But I don’t know if we can ever go back to the way things were Dan. Too much has changed. I’ve changed. We’ve both been through so much. Even when it just comes to work, we’ve both been through the blender. I don’t even know what I’m going to do for work, I have no idea where we’re going,” Sarah said. She hadn’t expected the tears to well up in her eyes but they were there.
“I don’t know either Sarah. I want us back to where we were but maybe we try to figure out something new. Something that fits us. You, me and the girls. Together. We’ll figure it out together.” Dan said.
“Dan, it’s just…fuck….its all so fucked. How can we even figure anything out when we are both unemployed? Where do we go from here? Just leech off Lester for the rest of our lives? I feel like everything is crumbling around us and he’s our only lifeline. I don’t know how we build a new future together right now. I don’t see it.”
“We can’t just keep treading water. We need to move in a direction here Sarah,” Dan said, “We gotta figure out that direction.”
“I can’t even see it Dan,” Sarah said, balling her hands into fists, “I don’t know where we go. I don’t know what I want.”
“Do you still want me?” Dan said, his voice weak, “Do you know that much? About what you want?”
Sarah finally looked up at him and saw the hurt and desperation in his eyes.
“I think so,” Sarah said quietly, “I want to. I want us. I want you in my life. I still want our family. I just don’t know how we get back there.”
“Let’s not over think it,” Dan said, “I want you. You want me. You, me and the girls. Thats all that matters. Fuck everything else, okay?”
“What about Lester?” Sarah said.
“What the fuck about Lester?” Dan shouted, angrily. “He’s not part of our family Sarah.”
The anger boiled up inside of her. She thought she had control over it but it burst up like a pot of water boiling over, “He’s our fucking breadwinner Dan. Without Lester we don’t have a house. We can’t pay the mortgage. It’s nice that you want us to be together but without Lester our life falls apart. We can’t just live in a fantasy scenario where love is enough. Love doesn’t pay the bills, love doesn’t keep food on our kids plates Dan. We can’t just cut him out.
“And because you love fucking him, right?” Dan spat.
“Jesus Dan,” Sarah shouted, “Yes I love the way he fucks me. Is that what you want to hear? I love how rough he is. I love letting his disgusting hands touch me. I love how good his giant cock feels inside of me. Is that what you want to hear? That the man thay is paying for your family to survive is an amazing fuck too? Get over yourself. I’m talking about our family’s foundation. We don’t have one right now. We have no money. We can’t build a future like that.”
“We’re in a shitty spot,” Dan said slowly, the anger still seething from him, “It’s really shitty. But its just for a little bit. Lester’s lifeline was only supposed to be for a little bit. I’m close Sarah. Close to getting somethign more permenant or at least something more lucrative with Sentiel, okay? I don’t know the details. Maybe it’ll be enough for us.”
“We can’t plan around maybes Dan. I want to. I do. It sounds nice. But maybe isn’t a plan. Maybe isn’t a future. Would you risk the girls’ future on a maybe? We’ve been doing maybe’s for awhile now and it keeps backfiiring. Maybe moving to Chicago will help, maybe finding a roommate will make things easier. Maybe business will pick up. Maybe your company won’t lose a client and downsize. Maybe they’ll keep you and not lay you off. We can’t depend on maybe’s Dan.”
“Well what then? I haven’t seen you apply for any jobs Sarah. If your not willing to settle on maybes, what are you willing to do? I haven’t seen one resume or application. What are you waiting for? Maybe a job will just fall into your lap?” Dan said.
“It’s not….” Sarah knew he was right. She was coasting. She needed a mental break from working. After every fucked up thing that happened she just needed a little break. She couldn’t pull herself to put a resume together. Not yet. But she couldn’t say that to him. She couldn’t let him win. “It’s not the same. Its not. And you know it.”
“No. What I know is that the minute I got laid off I started throwing up applications like crazy. Hell, even before that I was putting out resumes and trying to get freelance clients. I’ve been working like crazy for us,” Dan said. “I’m working for our future Sarah I have been. You know that. Shit, I never wanted you to have to be put in the shitty situation of being fired. I know that sucks. I know it hurts but we both need to try.”
Sarah stopped herself from snapping at him. He was right. She knew it. She knew she should try. But it just felt so good. So easy to be taken care of. To let Lester help lighten the load. The idea of putting out a resume, going to an interview and being rejected, being thought of as incapable. Being put back into that box like she had been at the hopsital – it terrified her.
“I know,” Sarah said through gritted teeth, “I know I should do more. I just….it….god. What’s wrong with me. I don’t even recognize who I am anymore. I feel like this scared little girl who can’t do anything.”
Dan’s face softened and his shoudlers slumped, “I don’t see you like that. You’re not a scared little girl. I know you’ve taken some punches. A lot of punches lately. But I know who you are Sarah. You’re smart, you’re strong, your confident. You’re a kickass mom and wife and you kill it at work.”
“I don’t think I’ve been any of those things for a long time Dan,” Sarah said, wrapping her arms around herself.
“You still are,” Dan said, “We just need to get back to it. We’ll figure this all out okay? I promise.”
She leaned her head against his chest. Dan’s arms encircled her and for the first time in weeks she felt good. Secure. She wanted to let him hold her like this all night.
“We’ll figure it out, okay?” Dan repeated.
“Okay,” Sarah whispered into his chest. Then she added, “I’ll try to start looking for a job.”
“It’s not, I didn’t mean to sound like an asshole about it,” Dan said. “I just…I want you to know I’m trying okay? I’m trying to build that future for us. Forge a path out of this shit we’re in now. It will get better. I promise.”
“I know,” Sarah whispered, “It’s just hard to see it. I don’t want to hope. I don’t want to hope and be let down again. I’m not…I don’t mean you let me down…I just don’t want to get my hopes up. It hurts too much.”
She looked up at him. He was there, staring back at with those beautiful eyes of his. Before she could react, his lips were on hers. Sarah left the world drift away and melted into the kiss. It felt good, like something she had been missing for such a long time.
It wasn’t long before they were upstairs, leaving a trail of clothes behind them. The bed rocked as they fell into it, tearing at other. Mouths on skin, hands everywhere. Sarah gasped as Dan pushed into her, she clawed at his back. She needed this. She needed his cock in her. After all their fights she needed this moment together. But even more, after her morning with Lester in the car, she desperately needed to this.
Dan pumped his hips and she felt him bottom out inside of her. She wanted more. She wanted to be touched deeper. His slid in and out of her, desperately pumping into her. Sarah bit her lip and tried to focus on how good it felt but her mind kept drifting to Lester. She knew it was fucked up. Thinking about another man while she reconciled with her husband but the more she tried to fight against it, the more her thoughts betrayed her. Lester’s cock filling her cellphone screen. Mary being marched out to her car. Lester and Sarah entwined watching those dirtbags knock on her door and yell at her. The look of fear, the way she was humilated in front of everyone.
Dan’s cock slipped out of her. She was soaking wet. Too wet.
Dan lined himself back up and pressed in. Sarah shook her head, trying to dislodge the thoughts of Lester. She didn’t want to ruin this momet. Dan was pumping into her, his breathing was heavy and hot on her neck. The room was filled with the wet sounds of their coupling and her thoughts of Lester.
“Take me Dan,” Sarah purred. She couldn’t hold the thoughts back. She leaned into them. “Reclaim what’s yours.”
She bit his earlobe as she said it. Dan’s hips bucked at her words, like a shiver ran through his body. He started breathing harder. She knew she had him. Despite everything, the fantasy still had its hold on him.
“Fuck me Dan,” Sarah moaned into his ear, “Fuck me. Fuck your wife.”
Dan’s hips pumped. And Sarah felt the sweat on his back. “Fuck me better than him Dan.”
Sarah’s ankles locked around Dan’s waist, desperately urging him deeper than he was capable. Her hips rose off the bed, slamming into him trying to make up the difference. She needed more.
“Ughfuck,” Dan groaned as her pussy clenched around his cock.
“Fuck me Dan. Fuck me better. Do it. Harder. Fuck me harder Dan,” Sarah whined. Dan slammed his hips into her, hard. He was slamming himself in and out of her. “Fuck me like Lester does,” Sarah moaned in his ear.
“Fuck me hard and deep like he does Dan. Fuck me,” Sarah moan.
Dan slammed himself into her. He gasped and did it again. And again. Sarah’s hips were flying off the bed to meet each thrust, only to be slammed back into the mattress. She clawed at his back.
“Dan. Fuck me. Harder.” Sarah gasped, finally feeling something. She could feel a spark of an orgasm, teasingly, tantalizing just out of her grasp.
“Don’t stop,” Sarah gasped. She could get it, she could get her second orgasm of the day. She knew it. Dan started to slow, he was gritting his teeth, like he was trying to hold himself back. Sarah’s head thrashed on the bed, her nails dug into his ass cheeks.
“Don’t…don’t stop Dan. Please. I’m close, don’t fucking stop,” Sarah said.
“Hold on, just stop for a second,” Dan grunted. She felt his hips flex.
“No. Don’t stop,” Sarah said, “If you stop…” she looked her husband hard in the eyes, “I’m going to have to go back to Lester tonight so he can fuck me properly.”
“Ugh,” Dan grunted going ridgidly still. His eyes closed and she felt his ass cheeks clench even harder. His cock spasmed inside of her and his cum blasted into her. Sarah held onto him, pumping her hips up off the bed onto his cock as he tried to thrust inside of her.
She was so close, so agonizing close. All the cum pouring into her mixed with her own juices made his cock slid in and out without geting purchase. She slammed herself down on the bed and thrust up trying to take his cock.
She groaned in frustration as it slipped out, cum and her juices spilling out of her onto their comforter.
“Fuck,” Dan grunted, punching the pillow as he flipped off of her. Sarah clasped her hand between her legs, not wanting more it to spill out onto their bed. She shuffled off and darted into the bathroom and into the shower to clean herself.
When she returned to the room, Dan was still laying on the bed waiting for her. He looked conflicted.
“Did you cum?” He asked quietly.
“I was close,” Sarah said, “Really close.”
“Fuck,” Dan said, “I think I was just too worked up.”
“Oh I could tell. You love it when I talk about Lester,” Sarah said.
“I hate it,” Dan muttered but they shared a glance that told her everything she needed to know.
She got up and walked over to the closet and started going through her clothes.
“What are you doing?” Dan asked.
“Trying to find an outfit to wear tonight with Lester,” Sarah said, he’s supposed to be taking me out. She levelled a wicked gaze at him. As much as she knew things had to change, how they had to evolve and find a better path forward. A better future as a family. She didn’t want to let go of Lester. Not yet. She knew it hurt Dan. It was a point of contention. Lester. It hurt his pride and his ego, he wasn’t any different than most other men. And she knew that Lester liked to turn the knife and torture him. But on some level she knew her husband liked it. And if she could walk that knife’s edge and have the best of both worlds, she would.
“What?” Dan said, his face a mask of hurt and jealousy. Sarah didn’t want to fight. Not now. She was tired of drama and fighting. She let her towel drop. Dan’s angry eyes left her face and cascaded down her body.
She saunted over to him, giving him her fuck me eyes. She crawled on the bed towards his still naked body. “I told you,” she whispered, “That if you don’t make me cum. I’m going to go to someone who will.”
Dan opened his mouth to reply but Sarah’s mouth opened faster. She pushed down on his chest as her head descened towards his crotch and took her husband’s cock, slick with her own jucies and his cum into her mouth.
“Goddammit,” Dan muttered as Sarah worked on her husband and urged him to cum again.
***
The girls were upstairs playing in their room when Lester’s SUV pulled into the driveway. He didn’t bother getting out. He had insisted on picking her up. Sarah knew it was another male pwoer play.
Dan fumed at the idea but she’d sapped enough of his energy during their afternoon tryst that he didn’t put up too much of a fight. He still didn’t like the arrangement. But he’d come around to her way of thinking. They needed Lester. At least for the short term. They needed his help financially to stay afloat and Sarah needed him to keep fucking her.
She felt a pang of guilt at forcing the issue. At using sex to help coherece Dan. But Lester had blown her mind wide open at he possiblities of what sex could be. And she didn’t know if there was any way she could ever close that pandora’s box.
Dan stood at the door, his face beet red, a mixture of angry, arousal and hurt. Sarah hated how much that look turned her on. Lester honked from the driveway and Dan turned to the open door, staring daggers at him.
“Someone’s gonna see if he keeps doing that shit,” Dan said through clenched teeth. “The girls are right fucking upstairs and we have nosy neighbors.”
“Shhh,” Sarah said putting a finger on Dan’s lips, “It’ll be okay. Give me a kiss before I go.”
Dan pryed his eyes away from the dark SUV and reluctantly leaned in and gave Sarah kiss.
“Did my lips hurt you that bad?” Sarah said mocking offense, “That looked painful.”
“No. It’s not…you know what it is,” Dan said.
“I know,” Sarah whispered, “I know. It’ll be okay. I promise. Like you said, We’ll be okay, right?”
“Right,” Dan said, “I’m looking up jobs for you while you’re gone.”
Sarah chuckled, “Okay. I can’t wait to look at them.”
“You sure you have to go?” Dan said as Sarah stepped to the door.
“I have to earn my paycheck somehow,” Sarah said, her eyes flicked up to the top of the stairs, “Besides, I don’t think you want us in here.”
“We should have got your parents to babysit,” Dan said.
“We already use them too much as it is,” Sarah said. Lester honked his horn again and Dan stiffined.
“Alright, I better go,” Sarah said as she flashed him a sweet smile. She turned and walked down the walkway and met eyes with Lester, her sweet smile grew until it went from ear to ear. She hurried around to the passenger side of the car and got in. Lester was still staring out his window at Dan.
When he finally turned to look at her, her smirked then reached over and roughly grabbed the back of her head and pulled her into a sloppy kiss. Sarah was takenaback and caught herself on the center console before melting into the kiss.
When she finally came up for hair she saw Dan over Lester’s shoulder, standing the doorway with that same erotic expression on her face. Lester followed her eyes and chuckled, “Put your belt on safety first.”
Then he giggled, she wasn’t sure why but he starting backing out of the driveway. As he pulled onto the street he honked again and took off. Sarah looked over her shoulder as they drove down the street until she couldn’t see Dan waiting in the doorway any longer.
“Where are we going?” Sarah asked, looking down at the tight black dress she had struggled into. It fit her curves all the right ways. It hugged her hips and breasts, pushing the girls up in a way the screamed for attention.
“Revenge,” Lester said, raising his eyebrows commically at her.
She pursed her lips before saying, “Richard?”
“Richard,” Lester confirmed nodding his head, “By this time tomorrow, he’ll be fired by the board.”
“How?” Sarah said, “What are we going to do?”
“Nu-uh,” Lester said, “What you’re gonna do.”
“How am I going to get him fired by the board?” Sarah asked, “Are we roping him into the whole selling diabetic strip thing? I don’t see that working.”
“You’ll see,” Lester said running a red light. “Right now Richard is sitting alone at a bar like he usually is every night. He doesn’t like going home to his wife until its late and she is blitzed out of her mind on wine and valium.”
“How do you know that?” Sarah said, looking skeptically at Lester. He was smart. Creepy smart. But even that seemed liked a stretch, “Did you tell you that?”
“No, I inferred,” Lester said, “He uses a company phone, remember? I have his location sharing turned on. He’s there every night after work. I’ve peeked in at him. He’s always alone at the bar. He stays until late. And he’s had conversations with his wife about picking up her perscription or wine on the way home.”
“That’s such an invasion of privacy,” Sarah said crossing her arms. “It breaks so many hospital policies.”
“Do you want to get revenge on this fuckwad or not?” Lester said raising his voice.
“You really enjoy fucking with people don’t you?” Sarah said.
“I do, some more than others,” Lester said.
“Do you get off on it?” Sarah asked.
Lester chewed on her words before answering, “I like winning. But sometimes I get off on it. In the right scenario. Like fucking with Dan. I love fucking you and making him watch like an impotent little boy.”
“That’s fucked up Lester,” Sarah said.
“I know you get off on that shit too Sarah, don’t lie.”
Sarah didn’t respond for a full two minutes, just staring out the windsheild mulling things over.
“So, What’s the plan tonight?” She finally said, breaking the silence.
“Thats my girl,” Lester said, leaning over and grabbing a handful of her thighs. His fat fingers dug into her flesh and she winced in pain.
He let go of her skin and reached into the glove box. A grungy looking plastic red diamond attached to a key dropped out. Sarah recognized it.
“Is this?” Sarah started as she reached down to pick it up.
“Yup. Same place,” Lester said. “Same grungy fucking motel where you fucked Richard behind my back.”
“How did you know what motel?” Sarah asked.
“Duh, location sharing, remember?” Lester mocked.
“Okay sure but why. Why do you have this key here?” Sarah asked but she already had an idea where this was heading.
“You’re going into that bar. And your going seduce him back to the room. He keeps a bottle of whisky in his car. When you’re inside I’m gonna put something in it. When he’s out we’re gonna blow up his career.” Lester said gleefully.
“Lester, I’m not sure about this one,” She hugged herself, not wanting to go back to that motel where Richard had used and discarded her. The final stamp on her tenure at the hospital, a last spit in the face. “I don’t want to go back there.”
“He fucked you and then he fucked you there,” Lester spat. “It’s time to fuck him there too. We’re gonna fuck up the one thing he cares about. Not his marriage. His career. How people see him.”
“How are we gonna do that?” Sarah asked, “What are we going to do once he’s back in the room passed out? And where did you get something to make him pass out? How do you know how to do that?”
“Nevermind the details,” Lester waved his hand at her dismissively. “It’ll all work, you just need to worry about how you’re gonna seduce him.”
Sarah rolled her eyes and now it was her turn to chuckle, “Have you seen this dress?”
She gestured to herself and Lester’s eyes lingered far to long on her body then they should for someone who was supposed to be driving. She added, “He won’t stand a chance.”
***
Sarah straightened her dress, pulling it down before she pushed open the doors of the dimly lit bar. Eyes turned to her but she pretended to ignore them as they ran over her body. It was a necessary skill most women had to develop but she was well aware of every single one of them.
Sarah looked around without looking at anyone in particular. This looked like an afterwork watering hole filled with business-type men delaying going home to their wives. At least Lester was right about that.
Seated alone at the bar was Richard, eyes locked on the TV behind the bar, glass with dark liqeur in her hand. Lester suggested she go right up to him and just ask him back to her room. But she knew that men enjoyed the chase. They enjoyed ‘winning’ and conquering and Richard was no exception.
She slid into a seat at the bar and order a red wine. It was a shitty vintage but she kept the frown off her face as she slowly sipped it. It didn’t take long for a man to approach her, directly cutting off Richard’s view of her. Sarah polietly, yet firming dismissed him saying she was waiting for her husband. The man walked back to his table where the group of men loudly laughed at him.
In the mirror behind the bar, Sarah saw Richard turn to look at the noise. When he did, his eyes landed on Sarah. He smirked and played with the wedding ring on his hand. His eyes went back to the screen but he kept turning to look at her. Sarah just waited patiently as she sipped the disgusting wine.
It only took two minutes before Richard hefted himself off his stool and walked down next to her.
“Sarah Williams,” he said as his eyes ran up and down her body. “Been awhile.”
“Not long enough,” Sarah said back, giving him a sharp glance. Now that he was so close she was having trouble controlling her rage at him. How easily he’d cast her aside after she’d opened herself for him.
“Come on, don’t be like that,” Richard said, his hand moving predatorily over the back of her stool. She knew she had him.
“Be like what?” Sarah said giving him a dirty look.
“So hostile. We can still be friends, right?” Richard smirked as he stepped in closer to her. She could feel the heat radiating off his old body, the smell of a day at the hospital. His musky, old man colgone.
She turned, pointing her exposed knees at him. His eyes tracked them and he looked like a salivating dog. “I’m actually here looking to make a new friend,” she said in a sultry voice, “But you’re scaring them away.”
“Oh, a new friend huh? Whatever for? Does your husband know you’re here?” Richard said, not stepping back.
“My marriage is none of your business,” Sarah said as she sipped at her glass.
“Still being so stand offish, just like at the hospital,” Richard shook his head, “What kind of friend are you looking for.”
Sarah levelled her gaze at him, reached into her purse and pulled out the hotel room key. She set it on the bar top and held Richard’s gaze, “The kind of friend who can give me what I need.”
Richard cocked an eyebrow at her and the grin stayed plastered to his face. “Why roll the dice on a random new friend? Last time we had our fun, you seemed to really enjoy yourself. I did too.”
He picked up the key and slid them into his pocket, “Let’s go.”
Sarah held his gaze for several seconds, giving him a contemptious gaze. She reached out for her glass and downed the last of it before throwing some money on the bar. She slid out of her chair and headed towards the door without a wood. There was a groan from the group of guys in the back and she saw Richard wave at them from another mirror as he followed her out.
“Come on,” Richard said once outside. He slid his hand around her waist, “My car’s this way.”
Sarah’s skin crawled under his touch. His finger tips pressed into her dress, eager to touch what was underneth. “I knew you’d want more,” Richard whispered in he ear. When they got to his car he pinned her against the passenger door. His lips were on hers. He tasted like cheap whisky but Sarah returned the kiss as he pressed his crotch against her. She could feel the heat from his growing cock as he ground against her. Despite her contempt for this man, her body responded to his actions. Her body slackened against the door and Richard pressed in harder. Sarah stifled a moan as his tongue speared past her lips, spreading them.
Before she got lost in the moment and fucked him right here in the parking lot, she pressed a hand to his chest. “Slow down big boy,” Sarah gasped, “Let’s go back to the room. I need something else to drink before I do this.”
Richard smirked as he withdrew, clearly happy with himself. He backed away and opened the passenger door for Sarah, a contrast to when he’d kicked her out of it. Sarah got in and Richard went into the driver’s side. He reached into the back where there was a leather satchel. He rooted around in it until he pulled out a mickey of whiskey.
“Here, take a swig,” Richard said as he started his car. It didn’t seem like Lester had been in here but she pretended to take a drink anyways. Richard drove them to the run down motel, his hand greedily on her thigh the entire time.
“Your turn,” Sarah said handing him the whisky. He took a long pull from it.
“Bring it in the room,” Sarah said opening her door, “Let’s party.”
Richard’s smile widened. He took another drink, grabbed his satchel and followed her into the dirty room. Sarah took the whisky from him and pretended to take another drink. She handed it back to Richard as his arms encircled her from behind. His cock pressed against her backside and again, Sarah found herself responding to its mere presence. Her ass wiggled back against it without her realizing it.
“Let’s finish this,” Sarah said as she let go of the bottle. His lips were on her neck, kissing the area that Dan had learned worked so well to get her going.
“Mhmm,” Sarah let a moan slip out. If Lester’s plan didn’t work, she would be bent over the bed soon. Richard took another long pull of the whisky and handed it back to Sarah. His hands landed on her breasts and he gave them a gentle squeeze. He quickly found the straps of her dress and wasn’t no time pulled them down her arms. He wasn’t watching her drink.
He pulled her to the bed and sat on it, as he pulled the dress down her body, exposing her lacy white bra and thong underwear. He clearly liked what he saw as her dress dropped to the floor. He didn’t even seem to notice as Sarah handed the whisky back to him and he absent mindedly drank from it.
Sarah stepped up between his man,spreading legs and swayed her hips. His hands were on her thighs, running up to the delicate material still hugging her hips. She pushed them down as she knelt. Her knees pressed into the disgusting carpet that was harder than carpet should be. Sarah surpressed a gag, wondering when the last time the carpet had been steam cleaned. Her hands ran up and down Lester’s pant covered legs, teasing him. She raised an eyebrow at the mickey, “You gonan finish that?”
Richard looked at her through half lidden eyes, seeminlgy swaying in spot. He offered it to her with a shaking hand, “You want it?”
“I’m gonna have my mouth full of something else,” Sarah said as she tugged at his belt.
Richard laughed and leaned back on his elbows, emptying the contents of the mickey down his throat. In one swift motion, Sarah pulled Richard’s belt out of his pants and threw it on the floor. Her hands quickly worked on the clasp of his pants while Richard started to unbutton his shirt. He raised his hips as Sarah pulled down his pants and boxers together, letting his fat cock spill out.
Sarah let ouf a breath, staring down at it. Thoughts of her scheme with Lester slowly retreated to the back of her head as she grasped his cock and felt its power in her palm. Without waiting she lowered her mouth to it and took it in.
“Ughh,” Richard groaned as he layed back on the bed. The empty mickey bottle tumbled to the floor. Sarah stroked his shaft and savored the taste of the man as his hard cock slid in and out of her mouth. Sarah moaned and pulled off his cock, licking down his shaft, her hand running up and down it. She moaned into his cock, getting lost. Her other hand cradled his balls. Sarah licked up his shaft and swirled her tongue around his cockhead, catching he precum that had begun to ooze out of it.
There was a click from somewhere close by but only part of Sarah’s brain registered it.
“Such a trooper. Still going at it huh?” Lester’s voice said, shocking Sarah out of her trance. She looked over to the see the odd little man standing at the other queen bed, going through Richard’s satchel. Fear spiked in her and she glanced up at Richard. He was starfished on the bed, heavy breaths coming from his throat.
Sarah pulled back, her hand still wrapped around his cock as she looked at him.
“He’s out,” Lester said, “Good job”
Sarah reluctantly let go of the cock and rose to her feet. She went next to the bed and poked Richard in the chest. He grunted in his sleep in response. Lester came and sat down next to the passed out exectuive. He had Richard’s laptop on his lap. He grabbed Richard’s hand and pressed his finger to the key on it, unlocking the system.
“He saves all his passwords to Chrome,” Lester chuckled, “Idoit.”
Sarah noticed for the first time that Lester was wearing latex gloves as he typed away on the computer. She looked between her passed out former CEO and her husbands roommate’s fat frame hunched over the laptop. It was surreal knowing this was taking place in a dirty no-tell motel. When had this become her life? She should be home watching trashy reality TV on Netflix right now.
Instead she was standing in nothing more than her lacy white bra and panties in the middle of his bizzarre scene. Lester ignored her, typing away and Sarah began to regret the whole thing. At least Richard had been paying attention to her.
“Come here,” Lester said, patting the bed next to him. Sarah wrapped her arms around herself and walked to him. She had to move Richard’s arm in order to sit. The screen in front of Lester was filled with a ton of different windows, some she recognized as hospital applications, others looked like Richard’s personal files.
“Lets get started,” Lester said and pulled up LinkedIn. He had a message composed that looked like it was written as a DM. It was sloppily written, the hallmark of someone who was drunk. Instead of DM, it was going to be posted to the Richard’s wall. It made it seem like Lester was talking shit about hospital staff and a couple board members.
“Shall we do the honors?” Lester asked. Sarah swallowed knowing there was no going back from this. She nodded and Lester pressed the enter key. The screen refreshed and the post was up on his wall.
Next Lester opened Richard’s email. There was another sloppily written email, this time she recognized one of the female department heads it was addressed to. But Lester had added the entire hopsital directory to the email.
“Gonna be hard to walk this back, especially without Mary to cover for him,” Lester said, “I’m sure the board is gonna want to get an emergency HR person in sooner rather than later. They’ll have to deal with this.”
“It’s crazy,” Sarah said, knowing it would land like a bomb in the hospital. The email was quite suggestive and propositioning of the married department head. Sarah knew her, she wouldn’t take it well. This is something she’d bring right to HR.
“He’s going to know its me Lester,” Sarah said, “He’ll know I did this.”
“His memory will be fuzzy. Trust me,” Lester said, “Besides, whats he gonna do? Tell his wife you went on his laptop while he was innocently in a grungy motel room with you? The divorce will ruin the guy. I mean, so will this but you know what I mean.”
“Let’s wait to send this one,” Lester said putting the laptop onto the night stand. He eyed her up and down, “Now what can we do while we wait?”
Before Sarah could answer, Lester’s hands were on her bare hips pulling her towards him. He licked his lips and she felt his cock pressing against his sweatpants into her hip. She stifled a moan as his lips kissed her neck and trailed down to her chest.
“Been dying to fuck you since our little video call this morning,” Lester said, “Should have made you drive over and suck me off in the hospital parking lot.”
“Mhmm what made you hotter? Seeing me in that car playing with myself or fucking over someone like Mary?” Sarah held onto his shoulders as Lester’s tongue started lapping at her breasts.
“Both. I love fucking with people. Like Mary. Richard. Dan. Whoever,” Lester said between slurps of her breasts, “But it was hot seeing you get off to it too. Touching yourself while I stroked my cock. Knowing what we did together. Real partners in crime.”
“That was hot,” Sarah breathed, revelling in the memoery of Mary being escorted out of the building. She’d reclaimed some of her power. She opened her eyes and looked over at Richard’s past out form. And she’d reclaim just a bit more of the power they took from her tonight.
Lester pulled her down onto the bed, lying with his waist right next to Richard’s head, “Take it out.”
Sarah cocked an eyebrow at Lester but wanted to see where he was going with this. She pulled down this ratty sweat pants. The large bulge in his tight white underwear looked comical. She shok her head and pulled them down too, freeing the massive organ that she had salivated over earlier in the day.
“This is what I wanted,” Sarah said to herself. Lester grabbed a handful of her pretty blonde mane and pulled her down onto his cock. Sarah didn’t hesitate. She opened her mouth and took Lester’s cock into it, moaning as it filled her. She slide her tongue underneth his cock, tasting him, knowing that he hadn’t cared to shower before their ‘date’. It disgusted her but another part of her was so attracted to how Lester just did whatever he wanted and made no apologies for it.
“Mhmmmm,” Sarah moaned around Lester’s cock. She looked up at him seductively, seeing his fat head and stubble across his three chins. It wasn’t a great angle but she was looking at him through lust colored glasses.
“Suck my cock right next to your boss,” Lester chuckled.
Sarah’s eyes darted to Richard’s passed out face, his mouth hanging agape as he snored away. Part of her wished he was awake to watch what was happening. She loved putting on a show for an audience. This was fucked up but she was loving it. Richard had walked in here thinking he was going to fuck her, only for Lester to take his place.
“You’re essentially cucking Richard tonight, you know that?” Sarah asked as she licked up Lester’s hairy shaft. The fat man chuckled, “Yeah, I guess I kind of am, aren’t? Too bad he’ll never know it. Not like old Danny boy, did you see how impotent he looked standing at the door? Jesus how could he just let you leave with another man like that?”
“Mhmmm, it must have been humilating,” Sarah teased as she worked Lester’s shaft with both hands. Lester slapped Richard on the face and chuckled to himself. “Dan is the best to fuck with. He’s always so weak. And he hates how much he enjoys it all.”
Sarah thought back to her afternoon reconcilation. Dan had been so angry and worked up before, yet a few hours later he’d just stood by as she walked out the door to Lester, knowing she was going to fuck him.
“God, you’re a pro at that,” Lester saidm hands behind his head as Sarah bobbed up and down on his cock. She licked the underside of his cock in her mouth while her hands worked his shaft and balls. She could do this all night, worship his cock. She lowered her head, pushing his cock into the back of her throat. Her lips were spread wide as she struggled to take it all in. The angle wasn’t great from above, she couldn’t get it all in. His pubic hair didn’t even touch her nose.
“You’ve taught me well,” Sarah purred, “I’d never sucked a cock this big until you came along.”
“I love when you talk dirty. Fuck its hot knowing a innocent little MILK talks like that now,” Lester said.
“I was never innocent,” Sarah said, playing with his cock. Looking at it thoughtfully, “And I’ve always talked dirty.”
“Well you better save some of that dirty talk for when you call Dan in a minute,” Lester said.
A shiver shot through Sarah, her thighs rubbing together. “You want to loop Dan into this? I thought you wanted me all to yourself?”
“Let’s just say I’m in the mood to humilate tonight,” Lester shrugged and pulled off his dirty shirt. “And I know it gets you off too. Mary, now Richard. Dan needs a turn. Actually, get up here. Take those panties off.”
Sarah shimmied out of her white lacy thong and gave one more look to the sleeping Richard then crawled up the bed to Lester’s cock. She was about to mount it when his hand stopped her, “Not yet. Just rub yourself against it for a second.”
Somewhat annoyed, Sarah pressed her pussy lips against the girthy shaft of Lester’s cock. She grinded herself against it, feeling its hardness and veins run over her clit. It felt good and soon she got lost in the rythem. But each time she pulled up near his cockhead, she just wanted to slam herself down onto his shaft.
Lester fumbled for his phone on the side of the bed. He gave her a sly smile as he opened it up. He showed her the screen when he pulled up Dan’s contact info and he hit the dial button for a facetime call.
It rang and rang. Sarah was worried that he wasn’t going to answer. But then she heard her husband’s voice.
“What do you want Les….” Dan trailed off and it took Sarah a minute to figure out why. Lester was poiting the camera directly at his cock with Sarah’s pussy behind it.
“Okay Sarah,” Lester said, “Now be a good girl and slowly get on my cock. We don’t want Dan to miss this.”
Sarah bit her lip, wishing she could see Dan’s face but Lester held the screen to him. She wasn’t sure if he was even still there with the lack of sound from his end. Sarah pushed her pussy against Lester’s thick shaft and rose, inch by inch until her pussy was positioned over Lester’s cock head. Without waiting for permission or another denial, she slowly lowered herself on it.
Lester’s fat cockhead touched, then disppared inside of her.
“Fffffuuckk,” Sarah moaned, Lester was pointing the camera up at her face now, capturing her reaction to his cock. She looked seductively, pleading at the camera and Lester as she lowered herself down further.
“Stop,” Lester said, his hand on her hip. Sarah shot him a disappointed look. Lester pointed the camera at his cock and her pussy again, “See that Dan? I think thats about your whole length. Whats inside her right now.”
He panned the phone down to the bottom of his shaft, showing him the extra inches still not in Sarah yet, “We’ve got a long ways to go until she’s properlly filled up. How’s it feel knowing I touch parts of your wife you’ll never be able too. Hell, your fingers probably can’t even get as deep as my cock.
“Okay Sarah, all the way down now. Make sure Dan sees how much cock you can take,” Lester said. Sarah bit her lip and nodded, lowering herself down Lester’s massive appendage, inch by fucking inch. Lester kept switching the camera to her face and then to their privates as his cock slowly disappred within her.
Finally Lester was fully embedded inside of her and she took a second to breathe and adjust to his size. All the while Lester was filming her reaction, “Faces you’ve never seen, right little buddy? Sarah you ever notice how Dan just doesn’t talk or respond when we’re fucking? Weird right? Like I kind of want an ‘atta boy’ or high five, ya know? I mean I am doing his job in keeping you satisfied. Or is it my job now that we’re in a throuple. It’s hard to keep straight.”
“All I know is I’m bringing home the bacon and giving Sarah what she needs,” with that Lester thrust his hips up, pushing deeping into Sarah and making her jump in pleasure. “You’re kinda expendable little buddy.”
“Fuckkk Lester,” Sarah moaned, her jaw hanging open as she looked past the phone, locked on Lester’s beady eyes. He felt so fucking good. She felt so full, fuller than she had earlier with Dan.
“I needed this,” Sarah panted, she ran her arms up Lester’s body, almost ignoring the camera entirely. Lester eagerly angled the camera to catch her every move.
“Tell Dan,” Lester said. Sarah gave Lester a naughty smile and looked down at the back of his phon.e. “I needed this,” she whispered huskily. She licked her lips and gave Dan a special message, “I didn’t get what I needed today.”
“And what did you did baby?” Lester whispered.
“Lester,” She moaned into the phone, “I needed Lester.”
Lester’s smirk grew and he laid back as far as he could, holding his phone close to his chest to point it up at Sarah. He captured her as she rode his cock, up and down, her mouth quivering. She threw her head back, her hands grasping her breasts. She played with herself, all the while Dan stayed silent on the other end.
She both hated and loved his silent complancy. Sarah looked down at Richard laying there unconcioussly part of a wicked threesome. It was all so deliciously fucked up. She knew Lester liked fucking with people. She knew Dan got off on being humilationed. So she decided to lean into both.
She bit her lip and leaned forward, giving Dan a great view of her ample breasts. She continued to ride Lester’s cock, it hurt so good. She stifled a soft moan. “Dan, he’s going to make me cum.”
The words were like music to Lester’s ears. He was half tempted to look down at his screen and see Dan’s reaction but Sarah was a much more appetizing treat to look at. Sarah’s little toying with her husband was cute and all but Lester wanted to kick things up a notch. Pull them both into his own perverse fantasties, letting them act it out without realizing it.
“Did you tell him?” Lester asked as he pumped his hips up off the bed, “Does he know?”
“No,” Sarah said, a momentarily confused look on her face that quickly disappered, replaced by a seductive accomplice. “I was waiting for you to do the honors.”
“Good girl,” Lester said, letting his one hand trace up Sarah’s thigh and hold her hip. She was finally his. It might not be tonight but it would be soon, once her hormones regulated. She wasn’t on birth control anymore. To them, it would all just be dirty talk but he knew the truth.
Lester surpressed a cackle watching Sarah ride him. Ride him with her fertile body on his naked, unprotected cock.
“Dan,” Lester said, unable to wipe the shit eating grin off his face, “We’re trying.”
Dan didn’t respond but Lester could hear his pathetic breathing and the sound of ruffling coming from his phone. He didn’t care to look. Lester continued, “Sarah’s stopped her birth control. And I got my operation reversed.”
Sarah cocked her head, trying to read him. He thrust his hips up off the bed to silence her.
“Ughnmhmmmm,” She moaned, her hands slapping down on his gut to brace herself. She panted hard and her pussy squeezed his cock. She loved all of this.
“You’re wife is unprotected,” Lester said, “You really should have stopped her from leaving. You just let her walk out the door to be inpregnated. Fucking cuck.”
Sarah shivered on top of him, her blonde hair frame her beautiful face as she sucked in breath. She opened her eyes and looked up at Lester with the rawest, most animalistic fuck me eyes he’d ever seen from him.
“We didn’t want you to miss out on the moment,” Lester said, “Sarah wanted you to be there at the conception of the next mouth you have to feed. We decided to try at least for one more.”
“Fuck baby,” Sarah racked her nails against his chest and gut as she rode him. Lester wanted to flip her over and pound her. To really drive into her when he unleashed his cum into her. But there was something wicked about watching her ride him to the point of no return, accepting it and letting it happen.
And a perverted part of Lester wanted Dan to sit there and watch it happen. He never cared or got off on Dan being there. But he did like to inflict mental scars on the man and this could be another. Sarah’s complicity with it did turn him on.
“I’m sorry,” Sarah said huskily, staring down at the phone, “I didn’t know how to tell you. I know we always talked about stopping at two but…god Dan…”
Sarah was playing her part perfectly, but she didn’t know how close to reality she was. “Just the thought of Lester cumming in me and knocking me up….at first it was just a fantasy but fuck…I can’t….I want it to happen Dan…God I need him to….I want him to explode inside me completely unprocted and do it. Do it. FFuuckk…”
“Don’t be sorry,” Lester said, comfortingly rubbing her thigh as he filmed her, “Dan wants this to happen. Otherwise he’d speak up right?”
Through her expressions of lust and pleasure she gave him a knowing smile, “Dan, you want Lester to put a baby in me? To fuck your wife like crazy until he finally claims be completely like this? By giving me another child? Is that what you want Dan?”
Lester chanced a glance down at the screen. Dan’s face was a mix of arousal and anger. Surprisngly both his hands were visible, balled into fists. It looked like he was trying to work up the mental foritude to actually respond. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Lester pressed the mute button on the screen.
Sarah licked her lips, expectandly, waiting for her husband to reply. All the while she slowly teased herself, riding up and down Lester cock at a snail’s pace. Dan’s mouth was moving on the phone. Lester looked up at Sarah, “I guess he does, otherwise he would say something right?”
“Okay. Fuck. Okay,” Sarah breathed as she increased her pace. Lester felt her tighten around his cock and he gave her a couple of lazy thrusts up into her. Sarah’s mouth hung open with each one. “We’re doing this,” she breathed getting into the fantasy, letting it ruin rampant through her mind, “Lester’s really going to knock me up. You’re fat slob of a roommate is going to impregnate your wife. This is what you want? My husband is really going to let this happen? That’s so fucked up.”
“It’s fucking pathetic,” Lester growled, he held the phone and stretched his arm to the side, propping it up against the cheap plywood headboard. He was done fucking with one hand. He grabbed both of Sarah’s hips and pulled her down onto his cock.
“Ughhhhhhh…mhmmmmmm,” Sarah moaned, rolling her hips in time with Lester’s thrusts. She was already working herself up to an orgasm. She planted her hands on Lester’s chest, slide them up to his shoulders and started licking his hairy chest while her ass worked up and down. The angle felt amazing. Between licks she whisper-groaned, “Fuck. Close.”
Lester ran his hands over her hips and ass, letting her do her thing. She bucked up and down on him, her tongue bathing his skin in saliva. She pushed herself up so that she was face to face with Lester, looking into his beady eyes, “Feels so good Lester. I’m almost there.”
“Cum for me Sarah, give me one. Squeeze me. I have buckets of cum to dump into you tonight,” Lester breathed.
“Fuck I want it. I want it Lester. I want all your cum. Fuck, please,” Sarah’s eyes rolled shut as she focused on the sensations of Lester’s cock sliding in and out of her. She pushed her ass up and down, taking his cock in her pussy, sliding against her G-Spot.
It started in her stomach. Something felt like it broke and all at once a tsunami of pleasurable fire seemed to rip across her body. Her toes curled and she forgot how to breath as all her muscles tightened. Sarah’s mouth hung open, twisted in ectasy as her orgam hit her in waves, spiralling across every inch of her soul. “Guuuhhh-Mhmmmmmmmmmmm-Uhhohhhhhhhh.”
“Not sure Dan knows that sound,” Lester muttered to himself. Sarah’s pussy squeezed his cock like a vice as it stayed perfectly still for several seconds. Once Lester heard Sarah take a breath, both of his fat hands dug into the skin of her hips. He hoisted up his sizable waist and speared her pussy deep with his cock.
“Uhhhh,” Sarah said caught off caught. Lester dropped his hips to the bed then repeated the movement, lifting Sarah up with him. Each time she inhaled sharply in respond. It took three or four thrusts for her to catch her breath and start pounding back down onto him, “Uhhh”
Lester’s hands were all over her now. Her back, her ass, her breasts. He was hungry for her, hungry to plant his seed deep within her womb. Sarah ground her hips down on Lester’s cock, agonoziing over how amazing it felt inside of her as it touched deeper than Dan had ever been. Ignited more nerve endings inside of her. The urgency of his hands on her body made her wettter but Lester wouldn’t be slipping out of her. Not when there was so much of him.
Lester pushed his hips up hard, pushing Sarah up. He felt like he was in some kind of fucked up yoga pretzel pose but Sarah’s eyes had closed while her mouth breathed hard. It was worth the exertion. With a huff of breath he dropped his hips to bed, eliciting anoher loud moan from the mother of two. Lester kicked his leg out and it hit something hard. He didn’t have time to look but he suspected it was Richard’s head. He gave it another boot for good measure.
Sarah respond to the motion, “God Lester. Fuck. Feels so good baby.”
“It’s gonna feel even better when my cum explodes into you. Hitting every part of you, filling you up, making you…”
“Knock up,” Sarah finished his sentance, “Making me pregnant! Putting your baby in me! Fucking it into me! Fuck I’m gonna have Lester’s baby Dan.”
“Beg for it,” Lester said as Sarah’s pussy squeezed his cock again. She felt amazing, wrapped around him. He stared up at her, her face staring back at him with such want and desire. Looking at him like he was the only thing that mattered to her. The phone was compleely forgotten as they held each other’s gaze. Lester’s balls prickled, an early senstion of his impending eruption.
“Please Lester. Please do it. Do it. Fuck. Explode it me. I want to feel your cum pouring out of me,” Sarah humped on his cock, each time she went up and down her mouth seemed to quiver. As the words poured out of her, she slammed herself down on him faster and faster.There was a light sheen of sweat on her face and shoulders. Lester’s hips thrashed up off the bed meeting her downward momentum. He kicked Richard in the head again in their frenzy.
“I need to feel your cum, make me pregnant Lester. Knock me up. Fuck. Make me a mommy Lester. I want it!” Sarah cried pounding down so hard on his cock. Sarah let the words slip from her mouth, lost in the sensations of Lester’s giant cock deep inside of her. She’d say anything to keep feeling like this.
Lester grabbed both side of her face and pulled her lips down to meet his. They mashed together, tongue and teeth. Both of them hungry for the other. Their tongue clashed, battling in each other’s mouths, swirlling around, explring every inch of the other’s oral cavity.
They parted, panting hard, each of them fucking the other into oblivion. For a moment Sarah forgot all about her birth control pills and felt like she was actually on the verge of being impregnated again. Being knocked up by this beast of a man, by thier outlier on the edge of society. But she didn’t stop for a second. Not even to think.
“I’m gonna cum,” Lester declared in a bellowing voice. Someone in the room next door knocked hard on their wall, angry at the noise.
Sarah slammed back down onto Lester, his declaration and its consquences clear in her mind.
“Do it!” Sarah screamed “Cum for me Lester! Cum…Mhmmm….FUCK CUM. GIVE IT TO ME.”
“GONNA,” Lester breathed hard, “GONNA KNOCK YOU UP.”
“DO IT!” Sarah screamed in his face. She pushed forward and kissed his lips again. Lester’s body was thrashing beneath hers as they fucked. She broke the kiss and in a hoarse whisper said, “Knock me up big boy. Fill me with. I want your cum. Drench me. I want it. Make a baby in me.”
Lester roared, his hips raising off the bed as he rammed his cock as deep into Sarah as he possibly could. She held onto him with her arms and legs. She clenched down with her pussy around his cock, feeling every inch, every twist, every vein. As she did, he body shuddered and she screamed as an orgasm tore through her.
The knock from the other side of the wall came and left her concious brain as everything seemed to swirl together. She was a mass of writhing, pleasure, fireworks going off inside of her, her eyes rolling back until just the whites of her eyes were exposed. She lost her breath as her body tensed and warmth spread through her in a mind blowing orgasm.
Then it happened. Lester’s cock expanded inside of her and she felt a waterful of cum deluge inside of her, blasting across her insides, bathing in Lester’s hot, sticky, forbidden baby making batter. It felt so thick and heavy as it poured into her. It was impossibly hot and her body rocked as another orgasm rose up out of nowhere, dwarfing the other and crashed down on her making her go limp.
Sarah’s body fell onto Lester, forcing him to the bed as she convulsed in mind-shattering pleasure. Lester’s cock kept empyting itself inside her fertile pussy. Loads and loads of Lester’s illicit swimmers blasted into Sarah, exploring each part of her.
They breathed hard together, a sitcky mess of limbs and fluids, laying connected as one entity. They both drifted off to sleep, completely forgetting the cellphone that fallen onto the floor.
***
Across town, Renee was seated a bar. She was supposed to be at her book club but when she arrived she saw the text that it had been cancelled. James was already playing pool with some of his friends and she didn’t want to go home to an empty house. But she handn’t planned on going to a bar.
She sat there, hesitantly drinking her wine, aware that men were looking at her. She wondered if any of them would approach her. She’d stopped at the first place she’d seen and normally she wouldn’t ever step foot in a place like this, let alone this block. It was what she could only describe as ‘seedy.’
But she sat and sipped at her drink. When it was done, there was an itch she just had to stratch. It had been plauging her. Always there at the back of her mind at inappropriate times. She slid off the barstool and headed to the bathrooms. The hallway was gross, the walls looked sticky but she soldiered on.
Just a quick bathroom break and I’ll go, she told herself. She found the door marked for women and pressed inside. It was just a single stall and she locked the door behind her. She glanced at the wall but didn’t see what had filled so many dreams. There was no hole in the wall.
She shook her head. It was stupid. She shouldn’t even be here. Without using the facilities, she went back out to the bar to settle up. As she did a man began to approach her. She saw him coming from across the bar, his eyes trailing her up and down. He looked like the kind of rough and tumble man a sub-conractor might hire for manual labor. Before he could get close, she dropped a ten on the bar and hurried out the door to her car.
As she drove off, peeling out of the run-down neighborhood she was acutely aware of a dampness starting in her panties.
***
The phone rang twice before Marcus answered it. He didn’t check the number but muted himself on the video call.
“Marcus,” he said, watching the screen. One of the scientists in their cognitive diverget division was showing results from one of their test subjects. How he scored on his latest test. It was promising to see how much he had changed after their repeated nudging and influence while the man slept.
“It’s me,” a deep voice said from the other end of the line.
“Right,” he said recognizing the voice. It wasn’t a high priority call but one he’d been waiting for. The demonstration on screen was much more promsing to the future of the Lincoln Group and its benefactors. “What do you have?”
“Interesting stuff here. Fucked up stuff actually. Maybe its something in the drinking water here but I followed ‘em. The guy, Lester from the hospital. I don’t know how he does it. But get this, he overlaps with the other people you sent me to look at.”
Marcus rolled his eyes. Obviously. He didn’t say it, he always kept his information siloed, especially from those in the field.
After a bit of silence the man continued, “Anyways, the blonde, Sarah, shes got two kids and as you know, she’s married to Dan Williams. Well get this, shes some kind of freak right? Pulling behind a gas station just to have a go at herself. Then later Lester picks he up from her house where her husband is just standing there letting her go. So fucked up right? Well it gets even weirder. They go to a bar and she heads inside, comes out with another man and leaves with him. Our boy Lester tails them back to this rundown motel. There was a gap in the curtain, I could see inside after Lester went into the same room as Sarah and the old man she’d picked up.”
“The old man was passed out on the bed, while they fucked, loud too. All about knocking her up and stuff while he filmed it.”
Marcus tapped the desk with his fingers. It was a messier situation then he expected but none of it had to do with Lester hacking into their network.
“Anything else?” Marcus asked.
“They woke up in the middle of the night and left the room. He drove her home. I didn’t stay to see what happened with the old man.”
“I want you to get into Lester’s office at work and take pictures of everything, got it? Don’t be seen.”
“I know how to do my job,” the voice said before the line cut out.
Marcus rolled his eyes and filed the information away for later. He unmuted himself and went back to his meeting to see what developments were coming out of the other divisions.