It was an accident. Sabrina meant to call Jeanne. But she accidentally called Drew because she had been looking at his contact information on her phone, and she had hung up when she heard his voice. But he still called back.
“Hello?” His accent filled the line, and she hung up because that was not what she had meant to do.
It was equally an accident that she saw him at where else? Her own personal love hotel, where she had a foursome with Harry, Carole and Gui. Where she met Renee for a series of trysts, and now where she saw Drew. Should she really have been so surprised to see him there? He was friends with Carole, and for all she knew maybe they were sleeping together now.
When Drew saw her, he did not know right away who she was. But then he turned around, and really looked at her. Sabrina stared at him blankly, as if she thought a new hair color, fragrance and makeup would make someone who had been intimate with her forget who she was.
“Nichy?”
At this point, Nichy did feel like another person to her, someone she had been so long ago that she did not remember who that even was.
“Nichy?”
Sabrina shook her head, and Drew took her arm.
“You look exactly like a woman that I cannot forget…do you want to help me forget her?” He took in her scent, and wriggled his nose indicating that he was not familiar with her perfume. “Can you help me forget her?”
So it was an accident, when he took her to yet another room in this now legendary hotel to her, and started fucking her before they even got into the room. He lacked finesse, as he pulled her dress up and pressed himself to her.
This was how he took her when he could not wait anymore. When she wriggled her ass against him, he smacked it hard.
“Stop, you are going to make me come too fast. Wait, wait!” He panted.
Turning just her head to look at him, Sabrina saw him go into his suitcase, and pull out a wig…that looked like her hair did when she was Nichy. He thrust the wig into her hands.
“Put this on,” he demanded, and Sabrina did what he said. He studied her for a moment. “Perfect, now turn around.”
Sabrina turned around, and he felt between her legs.
“Soaking wet, were you waiting for me? Or did I take you away from someone else?”
Sabrina moaned as her fingered her, as he let his finger slip into her she cried out.
“Be quiet, I want to forget, and don’t look at me.”
Sabrina bit her lip, as he pushed into her. She tasted the blood as he rammed in and out of her. In and out, until she felt his hot come fill her and she gasped because he did not use a condom, and she was a little panicked.
Did she really believe that he did not know she was Nichy, while he fucked her like this?
When he was done, he groaned and pushed her away from him. He reached for his wallet at first, and then he laughed.
“You are not a pro are you?” he questioned. “Well not a whore, at least are you? That was pretty good.”
Sabrina looked at him, and shook her head. She excused herself into the bathroom to wipe away any evidence of the accident.
More Masturbation Monday here:
While Sabrina was having an accident, Jeanne had her own hands full–introducing Fleur Fridays!!!
wig via wikipedia
There is so much here that a damn psychiatrist would need some time to figure all this out. AND I LOVE IT! 😀
i was channeling hitchcock’s vertigo a little bit, so you know it had to be twisted!😛