As David woke up from his prior evening, he was still twisted inside over the events leading to his ex's best friend lying next to him in bed. Margaret rode back with him to his apartment shortly after David saw his ex sucking off a guy in their dorm room. David's intentions were to use Margaret to get back at Susan. During the revenge portion, Margaret seemed to take on a different persona, one of a woman scorned almost. Margaret took the face fucking in stride, even talking dirty like one of those Internet porn sluts he would watch on his computer. Margaret seemed to have a wild side that David seemed keen on exploring. However, that would have to wait until later. At that moment, he had work to do. He slipped out of bed while Margaret was still dead to the world to walk into his kitchenette. A bowl of cereal and cup of coffee lately, he was deeply engrossed in thought about what the next step was until a voice caught his ears.
"Leave any for me?" she asked, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She wore one of his dress shirts partially buttoned, like a fantasy girl for sure as she stood there. David looked up and smiled.
"Coffee's hot and there's bowls in the cupboard. How did you sleep?" Margaret smiled partially.
"It was surprisingly easy. I swore I'd feel guiltier. But I don't." She grabbed the box of cereal and started to pour while turned away from David. He spied the back of her legs and noticed the absence of underwear as she stood there. He swallowed hard before speaking.
"So how do we get this stuff to Susan?" Margaret was quiet for a few moments before responding.
"Do we have to? I mean, does she really need to see me acting like a slut for you?" David was stunned.
"You're not like that really? Seriously?" David started rethinking his plans as Margaret slipped in close.
"As in I don't want her to know I can be twice the slut she is, horn dog." She kissed him on the cheek playfully before sitting and drinking her coffee. As they sat eating their breakfast, the talk was more cordial than romantic. Soon they walked back to the bedroom where Margaret took off the dress shirt briefly while finding the rest of her clothes. David took a short look at Margaret's naked form before going into his shower.
As he showered, the thoughts of the night before started flooding his thoughts. Margaret's red hair enveloped her warm face as she was taking his cock in her mouth and the look of her green eyes was sparkling in his brain. When she removed her sweater, he was mesmerized by her breasts encased in the B cups of her bra. As the water cascaded over his body, the sudden rush of cold hair roused him from his daydream.
"Are you hogging all the hot water?" the redhead quipped before stepping in. Her nipples pressed against his back for a brief moment before she reached for the soap.
