longer. He was so much older than me. If I was honest, that was what attracted me to him so much. He’d been through life and was ready to settle down.
“Wow,” I said, sitting up before laying down next to him on the bed.
“I agree.”
He put his arm around me as I rested my head on his chest. Snuggled close, everything in my life made sense. I was wrong about California. Steven is the man for me. He’s so honest, and trustworthy, and hot, and that cock… I tried to stop thinking and just enjoy the moment, something that was difficult for me at times. After cleaning up in the attached bathroom, we locked the door and got back into bed.
“Do orgies last all night?” I asked.
“The good ones. Let’s sleep.”
“Okay.”
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
The next morning, I woke to a knock at the door.
“Hello? You three done?” Maryanne called through the door.
“Yeah, hold on, I said, standing up and stretching before I walked over and unlocked the door.
“You’re done, I see.”
“Yeah, I want to get cleaned up and go,” I said, standing up and stretching.
“Hey, Steven. How you been?” Maryanne asked, walking over to him to the bed.
Suddenly, I realized they knew each other. She had told me she was sleeping with a rich guy, but she never mentioned his name. I couldn’t believe the guy who only took me once on my last day as his babysitter had been fucking my best friend on the side the whole time.
“What the fuck?” I asked him while flashing a look of anger.
“Wait,” he said, standing up, his cock obviously hard under his briefs.
“Can you leave us for a minute, Maryanne?” I asked, glaring in her direction.
She threw up her hands and walked out of the room. I turned back to Steven.
“Again, what the fuck? You’ve been sleeping with her? I thought we had something special.”
“She wasn’t my employee,” he said lamely.
I frowned and shook my head from side to side as I stared at him. Disappointment dripped off my face.
“And you were my employee,” he continued. “It wouldn’t have been right for me to sleep with you.”
“But you knew she was my friend. And you didn’t say anything to me?”
“I liked you and wanted you, but I knew you needed the money.”
I breathed deeply, trying to calm myself. “I can’t deal with this. Goodbye, Steven. I don’t want to ever hear from you again.”
As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted saying them, but there was no taking them back. I got dressed and stormed out of the room. People were still lounging around the main room naked, but I paid them no attention as I headed downstairs. Maryanne saw me and tried to stop me, but I ignored her completely as I went outside. The valet took my ticket and fetched my car.
“You can find your own fucking ride home,” I snapped at her.
She had a look of horror and disgust on her face, but I didn’t care. The betrayal was too much to bear. I had almost second-guessed myself on moving away to California, but my mind was set. Fuck Steven and Fuck Maryanne, I thought as I waited for my car. Maryanne stood quietly, knowing better than to try to talk to me in one of my angry moods. When my car arrived, I left her standing outside the mansion.
With forty nine thousand dollars in the bank, I didn’t worry about going back to my apartment to get my clothes or anything. If I did, I had a chance of running into Maryanne. She would probably stay at the orgy mansion or go home with Steven. I don’t care anymore, I said to myself as I drove away, heading West. I wasn’t sure where I would end up exactly, but it would be somewhere in California.
The further away I drove, the less I thought about Steven and Maryanne, the two people who had betrayed me. I may have been overreacting a bit, but she was truly a bitch. I didn’t care about her or him anymore. All I could do was put as many miles between me and them as possible. No tears appeared, which made me think maybe my last minute
“Wow,” I said, sitting up before laying down next to him on the bed.
“I agree.”
He put his arm around me as I rested my head on his chest. Snuggled close, everything in my life made sense. I was wrong about California. Steven is the man for me. He’s so honest, and trustworthy, and hot, and that cock… I tried to stop thinking and just enjoy the moment, something that was difficult for me at times. After cleaning up in the attached bathroom, we locked the door and got back into bed.
“Do orgies last all night?” I asked.
“The good ones. Let’s sleep.”
“Okay.”
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
The next morning, I woke to a knock at the door.
“Hello? You three done?” Maryanne called through the door.
“Yeah, hold on, I said, standing up and stretching before I walked over and unlocked the door.
“You’re done, I see.”
“Yeah, I want to get cleaned up and go,” I said, standing up and stretching.
“Hey, Steven. How you been?” Maryanne asked, walking over to him to the bed.
Suddenly, I realized they knew each other. She had told me she was sleeping with a rich guy, but she never mentioned his name. I couldn’t believe the guy who only took me once on my last day as his babysitter had been fucking my best friend on the side the whole time.
“What the fuck?” I asked him while flashing a look of anger.
“Wait,” he said, standing up, his cock obviously hard under his briefs.
“Can you leave us for a minute, Maryanne?” I asked, glaring in her direction.
She threw up her hands and walked out of the room. I turned back to Steven.
“Again, what the fuck? You’ve been sleeping with her? I thought we had something special.”
“She wasn’t my employee,” he said lamely.
I frowned and shook my head from side to side as I stared at him. Disappointment dripped off my face.
“And you were my employee,” he continued. “It wouldn’t have been right for me to sleep with you.”
“But you knew she was my friend. And you didn’t say anything to me?”
“I liked you and wanted you, but I knew you needed the money.”
I breathed deeply, trying to calm myself. “I can’t deal with this. Goodbye, Steven. I don’t want to ever hear from you again.”
As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted saying them, but there was no taking them back. I got dressed and stormed out of the room. People were still lounging around the main room naked, but I paid them no attention as I headed downstairs. Maryanne saw me and tried to stop me, but I ignored her completely as I went outside. The valet took my ticket and fetched my car.
“You can find your own fucking ride home,” I snapped at her.
She had a look of horror and disgust on her face, but I didn’t care. The betrayal was too much to bear. I had almost second-guessed myself on moving away to California, but my mind was set. Fuck Steven and Fuck Maryanne, I thought as I waited for my car. Maryanne stood quietly, knowing better than to try to talk to me in one of my angry moods. When my car arrived, I left her standing outside the mansion.
With forty nine thousand dollars in the bank, I didn’t worry about going back to my apartment to get my clothes or anything. If I did, I had a chance of running into Maryanne. She would probably stay at the orgy mansion or go home with Steven. I don’t care anymore, I said to myself as I drove away, heading West. I wasn’t sure where I would end up exactly, but it would be somewhere in California.
The further away I drove, the less I thought about Steven and Maryanne, the two people who had betrayed me. I may have been overreacting a bit, but she was truly a bitch. I didn’t care about her or him anymore. All I could do was put as many miles between me and them as possible. No tears appeared, which made me think maybe my last minute
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