"Can you grab that, babe?" Audrey called from upstairs as the doorbell rang.
"Sure thing," Eric called back, jumping up from the couch. Anything Audrey needed, he was happy to provide big or small. It'd been that way for the past couple weeks, any attempt to assuage the guilt he'd felt the second he'd seen her again that night out with Vicki. For how good the sex had been, reuniting with his fiancée and trying to have dinner with her and the woman he'd just cheated on her with had been hell. In an instant, all the mid-coital proclamations of fucking Vicki whenever he wanted were forgotten, replaced with a desire to never again betray Audrey's trust.
Of course, that was the night of. In the weeks since, his guilt, though great, had waned a little. Enough, at least, for his desire to creep back up. He'd seen Vicki a few times since then, and though she never gave away any sense of what had happened, her mere presence drove Eric mad. The way she'd taunted him, pushed him into such a primal sexual fury, was intoxicating. That she loved it, wanted him to dominate her that way... it was something Audrey never would've gone for. Beyond a bit of spanking, she never went for the rougher stuff. But Vicki, she craved it, loved being used. And he wanted to use her.
All of which made it that much harder when he opened the door to find Vicki, dressed in a tight pink dress, waiting outside.
"Hey, Eric," she said, smirking at him. "How've you been?"
"Come on in, Vicki," he said, quickly stepping back to let her by, doing his best not to look her in the eye. "Audrey should be ready in a moment."
"How long a moment?" she said, throwing him a wink as she slid by. A wink... and a brush of the crotch.
"Fuck," Eric hissed, Vicki's fingers dancing over his erection. He quickly closed the door, turning to find her waiting in the hallway smiling.
"Glad to know you haven't forgotten," she said, leaning against the wall. "I was starting to think I'd dreamed it."
"Vicki... you know we can't do that again, right?"
"I didn't do anything, as I recall," she said with a thick layer of faux innocence in her voice. As she leaned back for more support, Vicki spread her legs, causing the tight pink material to start to crawl up her legs. "I was done to."
"Shit..." Eric whispered, the upper curves of Vicki's thighs and the thin, matching panties covering her slit coming into view.
"So if you really mean it," Vicki continued, cocking her hips forward, giving him more of a look, one make better, Eric realized, by the way he'd moved closer to Vicki, "that we can't have any more fun? Just don't do it to me."
"Vicki..."
"Don't use your little plaything."
"Bitch..." Eric said, drawn directly to her. He just... couldn't help himself. Eric slid a hand up Vicki's thigh, a long, slow drag that started at her knee and ended up exactly where they both wanted him, pressing a finger against the heat and wetness that soaked through her panties. She glanced at him as he did, smiling and biting her lip. He considered how long they had, how bad the idea in his head was. Audrey could come down the stairs at any moment.
So he'd have to be quick.
"Ohh, there you go," Vicki sighed, Eric's fingers pulling the thin strap of fabric aside and dipping into her pussy. She leaned back against the wall, pushing her hips out as Eric traced along her entrance, quickly sinking into the wetness and finding her clit. "Why do you always play so bashful and hesitant, Eric? I've seen what you're really like."
"Quiet," Eric said, putting a hand over Vicki's mouth, causing her eyes to go bright with excitement. Eric stared at her hard as he began to roll her clit between his fingers. "If you want this so bad, you'll do as I say and hold it in. Because Audrey cannot hear a sound, you understand? Can you do that, you dirty little girl?"
"Yes, Daddy," Vicki whispered as Eric removed his hand, smiling. "Your dirty little girl will do whatever makes you happy." She leaned her head back and enjoyed the sensation as Eric continued to finger her, biting her lip so as not to make a sound. Eric took a glance towards the stairway, double-checking before he went in and kissed Vicki's neck. He sucked lightly, trying not to leave a mark despite a desperate desire to do so. Instead, he pushed deeper, two fingers pumping deep into Vicki. One of her hands gripped at his shoulder, holding him close as she pressed her face into him to stifle her moans.
"Such a needy slut," Eric whispered, sliding his fingers around her outer lips again. "So wet for it, just desperate."
"I am," she replied, shaking. "Want it so bad."
"I can tell. God, I want to give it to you, just--" Eric cut himself off as his fingers slid far enough back to bump into something. Something, hard and... silicone. "Is that...?"
"I'm ready for anything you want, Daddy," Vicki said, looking directly at him and smirking. That was enough to push Eric even wilder, and after fully gripping the plug planted in Vicki's asshole, he dove back into her pussy, fingerfucking her hard and causing her legs to tighten harder around his hand, pushing her whimpers to more urgent highs, doing his best to--
"Hope you're ready to have a wild night, girl!"
Eric tore himself away from Vicki, who stumbled slightly before catching herself against the wall. Eric shoved his wet hand into his pocket as Vicki tugged her dress down as Audrey, dressed and made up for a fun night out, came down the stairs.
"You all set to go, Vicki?" Audrey said, coming around the corner into the main hall. She gave her friend a quick up-and-down, concern coming onto her face. "Shit, are you? You look kind of flushed."
"All good," Vicki replied, tossing her hair back. "Just excited for the night we're about to have!"
