Part Two.
Jasmine Blossoms
When we returned to the bank it was nine p.m. I saw Gail's note and called home but the phone just rang unanswered. There was no voicemail on the landline. I called his cell and it went to voicemail. Bill was in his office and I walked over and showed the note to him and said, "Honey do you mind if I spend the night with you guys? Tommy has blocked me and unplugged the land line."
Bill was overjoyed, Trish's plan was unfolding so much faster. "Sure that's fine."
Bill said, "Come on baby let's go."
The drive to their home on Mercer Island was only twenty minutes. She fixed her lipstick, which she knew turned Bill on. She fished her Dunhill cigarettes out and lit one with her silver lighter. She deeply inhaled and turned to Bill with the cigarette right in the middle of her lips and exhaled through her nose and she pulled the cigarette out with her right hand and the cigarette between her fingers reached over to Bill and put the lipstick covered end into his lips.
When Jasmine fucked Keith several weeks ago he asked her to smoke while he was fucking her. He was hammering her as her legs were around him and he was sitting on his legs. She blew smoke on him and he erupted into her cunny. He would belittle Tommy while he fucked Jasmine. She did not care at all. Keith was full of shit in her mind, but he could say whatever he wanted while he was dicking her.
She reached over and rubbed Bill's monster and said, "How's Bill Jr.? Is he up to fucking two beautiful women tonight?"
He said, "Trish has some oil that will take any soreness out..
Trish and Jasmine shrieked when they got to Bill and Trish's large home. As they hugged, Jasmine, "My cunny and ass are so full."
Trish shrieked, "Baby you're my Cuckquean, I got to clean you up while Bill fucks you again."
They fucked all weekend long. Jasmine didn't think about Tommy.
Monday morning Jasmine walked by Gail and quite audibly said to her, "Fuck you Gail as she held Bill's hand."
At one thirty, Jasmine saw the message light on her phone and picked up the handset and hit the blinking button and it was Tommy from Friday, "Hey honey, weren't we having lunch. Give me a call," she deleted the message.
It was just after two, when she decided to call Tommy. She was of a mind to let him down gently, saying maybe they needed a time out, whatever that means, but in her heart, she knew she could never undo or stop the runaway train that was her new life and love.
Tommy picked up the phone and taking a runner said, "Hi Jas, I'm glad you called. These pictures of you and Keith and Jimmy and then both of them. Well, just wow. We are officially done. Do not ever and I mean ever call me again," Jasmine held the phone to her ear as the click and sound of nothing filled her up.
Would Tommy say anything to her friends or brothers or her grandmother or her parents, she wondered. Scorched earth was an empty phrase as to the reality of Tommy's response. Apparently, he knew the passwords to her facebook, Hotmail and Instagram accounts. Photos of her getting fucked were sent everywhere that was digitally possible. Including to Jimmy's wife and Keith's girlfriends, two twins in high school who lived next door (he was best friends with their dad whose wife was also enjoying Keith) oh and some seventy year old Japanese woman.
