4

James

After giving Lily a look, I could tell that she was still drunk. I reached down to pick up my underwear off of the ground, and then I dressed myself in them. I was in a hurry as I made my way to the door, and I did so with some trepidation. I turned the doorknob clockwise and slowly opened the door. I didn't recognize her at all. I had no idea who she was. But I was really hoping that there wouldn't be any kind of scandal, and I really didn't want Lily to see or hear anything about this.

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves while simultaneously trying to regain my composure. After that, I opened the door all the way, and there standing in front of me was a lady who I had never seen before. Her eyes were a dark brown color, and she had a round, pudgy face. Her hair was chopped off in a very short style. She gave off the impression of a wealthy woman who hadn't gotten much sleep in the past seven days.

I narrowed my eyes slightly and then I asked her, "Excuse me. Who are you?"

The woman gave me an embarrassed look and examined me from my feet to my eyes before saying, "I am sorry, I thought you were my husband!  He used to bring his slutty girlfriends here all the time!"

I grimaced and then said, "it's all right. May I kindly ask you to leave at this time?"

And just as I was about to shut the door, she winked at me and in a seductive voice called out, "big dick!"

I slammed the door in that woman's face without giving her a chance to respond, and I dashed to get into bed as quickly as I could. I found Lily still there, naked, snoring and sound asleep, as though she hadn't had a good night's rest in a long time. I let out a sigh, content in the knowledge that I would not be able to fuck her thoroughly tonight. But at least I accomplished what I set out to do, and when she opened her eyes in the morning, she would find me sleeping next to her.

After removing my underwear, I rushed into the bedroom and climbed into bed with her. After wrapping the two of us in the sheets, I was quickly able to nod off and fall asleep.

I was awakened by a variety of noises, including huffs, puffs, and other sounds. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that the sun was shining directly into my eyes. When I was trying to regain my consciousness, I covered my eyes with my elbow.

Initially, I was confused and asked, "What are you doing?"

I did not receive a response from her. As I glanced at her, she hastily put on her clothes and turned her back on me.

I addressed her in a courteous manner, trying to get her attention so that she would look in my direction, and I said, "Excuse me. I am talking to you."

She uttered those words in an irritated and indifferent manner, "Where the fuck is my dress?"

I teased her and moved my hand to the end of the bed. Her dress was lying underneath me, so I picked it up, threw it at her, and said, "Here's your dress. On the other hand, I managed to get rid of it last night. The temperature during the night was scorching. We should proceed.”

My natural tone of voice led her to ignore what I was saying and cause her to behave in an arrogant manner.

While she was attempting to put on her clothes, she explained that "it was just a one-night stand.  We met, had some fun, and now it's time for us to part ways."

I was impressed by her shit words, and it seemed as though she was acting as if she was the man in this situation. As if she used to drag men into her bed, have sex with them, and then cast them aside afterwards.

When I stood up, she was still barely conscious at this point. It was obvious that her vision was blurred because she looked in my direction on multiple occasions; however, she failed to recognize who I was.

I moved forward until I had closed the distance between us, and once I had done so, I pulled her to my chest and put my arms around her waist. " However, I didn't say that it was over yet."

I did so in a low, husky voice, but I emphasized each and every word as it came out of my mouth.

She inhaled deeply through her nose, paused, and stuttered as she asked me, "why do I feel that your cologne and body scent are familiar?" She had just finished sniffing my neck.

She became aware of my presence and cast her gaze in my direction. She appeared to be completely taken aback and dropped her jaw. There was a surprise in store for her when she saw me. Following that, she questioned, "Is that you? Oh, what the hell."

I gave a mocking grin and pursed my lips before responding, "yes.  I am going to be your stepfather in the future, and I am the person you despise the most."

After that, she yelled at me while pushing my chest and giving me a shove. "How dare you sleep with me and take advantage of my body while I am under the influence of alcohol?  Asshole.”

I chuckled to myself as I pushed her onto the bed and proceeded to top her. As I did so, I gazed intently into her eyes and whispered the phrase "we fucked" while gently moving my fingers to the back of her neck. "It was just one night, as you said. Allow me to call your mom and tell her that you got me drunk and into bed while I was under your spell."

And while I was at it, I pretended that I was going to call her mother by leaning over to the nightstand and grabbing my mobile phone.

I was anticipating her response, which would be that her mother would never believe what I was saying. But she laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe, and then she said to me in a tone that was slow and teasing but indeed confident, "call her now.  For my benefit, it would turn out well in the end. If my mother found out that you had sex with me, she would immediately end her relationship with you. I am the only daughter that she has. In case you think she would love you over me and her reputation. Then You are wrong.”

After that, she pushed me away and told me to "now, go call the room service and ask for a unique breakfast for two.  Then crack open a bottle of wine for us."

She was talking to me while slowly examining my features, and the way that she delivered each sentence piqued my interest once more.

When I looked at her, I couldn't understand what she was saying, so I asked her, "Why? You need to leave as soon as possible."

She laughed and then crossed her arms over her breasts before asking, "Why would I leave? It would be foolish of me not to make the most of this chance. The fact that you fucked me yesterday while I was unconscious causes me to have no recollection of what happend. Because of this, both you and I are awake now, and we ought to fuck each other."

Despite this, I detested being submissive to anyone, and this was especially true given that I had the impression that she had turned the tables on me and had begun to blackmail me in a roundabout way; despite this, I enjoyed her approach to seduction.

I heaved a sigh and responded with a firm "no.  I am not interested in you anymore. Bring your belongings with you and get out of here!"

After that, she got to her feet and threw every piece of clothing she was wearing onto the ground. She started by standing there completely naked, and then she walked in front of me while shaking her hips to the right and left. After that, she played some music, and after I listened to it, I realized that it was music for belly dancing, complete with drums. I used to be obsessed with belly dancing, and the majority of women who performed that dance turned me on.

And I had no idea that she was going to start dancing naked, which was a complete surprise to me. The sight of her body moving and her breasts and butt shaking caused my dick to stand up straight and get ready to fuck any hole.

I lightly grazed my lips with my teeth so as not to give away the fact that I was erect in an attempt to conceal my position. Nevertheless, she was aware of it, and she knelt down in the position of a four. She slithered her way over to my dick and grabbed it before saying, "I think I asked you to fuck my ass but I slept before doing it." She then continued to crawl until she reached the tip of my dick. " Right?”

I could barely believe what I was seeing, and my eyes widened. Did she have any recollection of it? On the other hand, it's possible that she wasn't even drunk!

I blinked and looked at her, and she said to me, "yes, I wasn't drunk. " This was right before she shoved all of my dick up her throat. then she said, "It's not your game; it's mine."

What the living hell is going on!