🌹Daffney Dawes🌹
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For the first time in quite a while, I had a cigarette. I'd bummed one off the dishwasher in the back of the café I'd fled to after finding out the results not even half an hour ago.
I was in SUCH deep shit, and it was all my fault.
Jack was going to be so heartbroken.
I took another hit as I stood outside the cafe and watching the rain come down. I saw a couple of birds splashing in a nearby puddle, then they flew off.
I hated when my distractions were temporary and I needed all the ones I could get.
I was just so... disgusted with myself.
I should have fucking KNOWN better.
But no, I had to whore out with Jack's buddy, Preston, that night while Jack had went to kick that asshole who'd hit me's ass.
I guess I just needed some kind of release... but Jesus... my love of dick was the result of all of this shit and not having the ability to keep my legs shut.
I choked back more tears, lightly rubbing my belly.
I was now a month pregnant.
And Jack didn't know.
He didn't know anything, actually.
Because I hadn't called or stopped by since we made love and were trying for our own child.
He'd called and even left messages, sweet poetry to me on the answering machine and even left a rose with a letter of apology to me.
I felt my tears quickly slide down my face.
He wasn't the one who should HAVE to apologize here... it was me.
GOD, I was such a whore.
Kira had been right all along...
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Jack had stormed out after finding out about the asshole who'd hit me.
I was alone and crying my eyes out on the couch, fully clad in my "bunny" get up- a dark red bra that pushed my girls up, black fishnets and my black pumps. Black, fuzzy bunny ears were the last thing to round out the outfit, and I'm sure I looked pitiful crying on that couch as Preston sat next to me, massaging my back and trying to calm me down.
Eventually I did, and we had a drink together that Preston had fixed for us as we waited for Jack to return.
Somehow (and after just one drink of wine it was pretty odd...), I felt loose, was laughing and cutting up, my entire body buzzing. The couch had felt amazing as I sat there, legs out and feeling the fabric of the cushions. It all felt AMAZING... but I didn't know why, as I'd sat, lay and even fucked Jack on this couch several times.
I mean, every time my feet would touch the carpet... it... turned me on!
I don't know what led to me shedding my outfit, laying butt ass naked in Jack's leather recliner, rubbing all over it, humping it as I inhaled his scent, even masturbating right in front of his friend, who watched my every move, grinning.
"Mmmmmmm.... he smells.... SOOOOO fuckin' good..." I'd purred, laying back in Jack's recliner, rubbing myself out. I flexed my feet, looking at my toenails as I stirred my excitement down there. I looked to Preston and moaned, giggling. "Hmmmm..."
"What is it, Daffs?" Preston chuckled, looking me all over, especially when I began to paw at my tits, squeezing them together as I rocked back and forth. "One drink and you're gone?!"
"Mmmmm.. huh uh..." I sighed, shaking my head. I bit my bottom lip as I massaged my tits, then leaned back in Jack's seat as I let one hand travel up to my copper locks and pull it back hard. I moaned, playing with my clit again. "I'm just... SO fucking HORNY.... and I smell Jack... Unnnhhhh...."
I heard Preston laugh, then stand up to walk to me.
I opened my eyes, panting hungrily for cock now... and then I saw him in front of me, a smile on his face He'd shed his shirt, and his chest was a six pack. Tattoos decked his pecs, and his biceps were more ripped tight than Jack's.
I shut my eyes, sliding the soles of feet up Preston's chest. I moaned loud then, loving the heat and all of the work he'd put in at the gym.
I felt his hand go over my foot and lightly caress the tops of my feet to my toes.
"Mmm..." I moaned, giggling. "Rub my feetsssss..."
I thrust them both into his hands, staring up at him seductively while palming my tits.
"Nah, I don't like feet."
I frowned. "Hmph. Okay, then..."
I shut my eyes and continued to toy with my nipples. They sharpened in between my fingers and I felt another wave of sheer pleasure run through me along with the leather beneath me. I was SO turned on.
I then felt Preston's hand run up my left thigh. His warmth ignited the sensation further, and my toes curled as I stretched my legs out, spreading them eagle.
"Unnnhhh..." I moaned loudly as I felt his hand go up my legs and to my stomach. He played with my bellybutton charm, and I giggled into another sex-starved moan. "Fuck..."
"You wanna?" he asked softly. "Get up and I'll sit down."
Immediately I placed a hand in his, stood up as he helped me up, then helped him out of his jeans.
I had his underwear down to his knees when I looked at it.
I just stared at his cock, fighting the urge to laugh.
