Heroin Love

Heroin Love by I.M. Hunter

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convincing
    It was quickly follow by another cryptic message
    Rachael: 8===D 0-:
    It took me a minute of staring at my phone from various angles to figure out what that was suppose to mean. Realizing what it was, I started to get aroused, feeling myself get sucked into her vortex.
    Kevin: I can't come over tonight. Sry. Pete should of dropped of some stuff for you. Garage behind the air handler. I will come by tomorrow. :-)
    Not wanting to wait for a response I opened my desk drawer and threw my phone inside and slammed the drawer shut. I didn't need anything persuading my actions tonight, it was about us tonight. I went back into the living room to wait for Megan to be done. The clicking of her walk towards the living room, I was anticipating to see her all done up again.
    Megan stood self consciously in front of me "How do I look?"
    Wearing a champagne colored embellished tiered chiffon halter gown, with a slit that went to the bottom of her ass on the right side so you could see her legs when she walked. Champagne colored stilettos that laced all the way up her thighs. My favorite dangle diamond earrings that could blind you when they caught the light just right. Her beautiful golden blonde hair was in a knot bun with silver hair sticks holding it in place.
    "Stunning." She looked absolutely gorgeous, if the kids weren't home I would take her and slam her face down into the couch, leaving her ass high in the air. Slowly lift her dress up and fuck her hard. I cleared my throat, "We ready to go?"
    "Lead the way, I don't know where we are going."

 
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Seventeen--Megan
     
    Kevin was acting strange. When he was looking at my outfit for our date he stared at me with piercing eyes. His fist clenched hard, he looked like a lion ready to pounce on it's prey. By all means I wish he would, I want him to take advantage of me. I want him to treat me like his dirty little whore and enjoy having sex with me.
    "Where are you going?" Kevin asked me as I made my way towards his truck.
    I stopped in my tracks and coming from behind me I hear the sweet explosive roar of the Corvette engine rev up. He was really trying to impress me, he never even moved the car unless it was getting clean. Although you couldn't have a conversation in the car unless you were screaming over the engine, it was still my favorite car to drive in.
    Still upset with him I sat in the 'Vette with my legs and arms crossed to set my body language correctly. As we raced down the highway the vibrations and speed of it began to arouse me. The seats vibrated with such force how could you not be. I feel myself beginning to get wet, my back arching in the chair and my toes starting to curl in my shoes. I see Kevin glance over at me.
    "You okay over there?" He mocked with a enormous smile on his face.
    "Yeah, Kevin I am fine. You know what your doing and I am not falling for it." I reinforced my arms and legs to portray the fact I was still upset.
    "I have no idea what your talking about."
    Just as I suspected we were at Sushi-Gon. Kevin never ventured outside the box when it came to restaurants. Once he found something he liked he was fixated.
    "You know if someone wanted to kill you, they could just sit outside here and you would show up sooner rather than later," I jested towards he ridiculous habits.
    "A creature of routine, what can I say."
    Kevin pulled up to the valet booth outside the restaurant. The kids tending to the valet rushed over to the car, before they had a chance to even touch the car to open the doors for us Kevin rolled down his window.
    "I am going to just park right here," he pointed towards the single spot that sat in front of the restaurant with cones around it. It was there for V.I.P.'s and special cars. Handing the kid some money to pay the valet fee he went and backed the car into the spot.
    "Here's forty dollars for you, don't let anyone touch it or takes some ridiculous selfies in front of it."
    That was typical anal Kev,

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