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Chapter 10
I shook my head and laughed at her bluntness. I took a seat on her loveseat, situated myself and asked her,
"So what do you want to do know?"
Francessca looked at me in shocked silence. There was a brief moment of silence and then she replied softly,
"What do I want to know? What. Do. I. Want. To. Know.? Well lets see your house just burned down, you've been fucking our World History teacher, and last of all did you call your mother?" Francessca exclaimed in one breath.
"Ok. I see I have a lot to catch you up on. I'll start from the beginning. Do you remember class Friday when Shane or should I say Professor Morrison asked me to stay after class?"
Francessca nodded, "Yes..."
"Well, I staid after class and we kind of got into a fight."
"What do you mean you 'kind of got into a fight'?" Francessca asked.
I took a deep breath and answered, "Well.... we got into a shouting match over me allegedly cheating on out take home test. Things got a little heated and we wound up... "
Francessca gave me a wild-eyed stare and waited for me to finish. "What?" she asked.
"We wound up fucking on his desk." I answered softly.
Francessca sat there in shocked silence. Then without notice she erupted.
"OH MY GOD!! YOU FUCKED HIM!!" Francessca exclaimed.
I nodded.
She sat there with her mouth agape and said nothing. I laughed at her shocked expression. Se took a deep breath and continued,
"Ok, well that explains his presence. What happened with the house?"
"Well after my tryst with Shane; I went home to find Devon with Sherise."
Chessa put her hand up to halt my explanation.
"Wait a minute, are you telling me that Devon cheated on you with Sherise?" She asked.
"Chessa are you telling this story or am I?"
She shook her head, "I'm sorry, continue."
"Ok. To answer your question, Yes. Devon had been cheating on me with Sherise. From what I gather, they had been doing that for awhile now."
"Oh my goodness. How did you handle that?"
"I kicked them both out. I didn't care anymore about the mortgage contract. I wanted Sherise gone." I replied
"I can understand that. But wait a minute, is that why your house was burned down?"
I nodded yes. "I can't accuse her outright because I don't know for sure. But I think she did it."
"Of course she did. Sherise is an evil person. If things don't go her way she goes crazy and does crazy things in retaliation. And speaking of her, where is the Princess of Darkness?"
I shrugged, 'I don't know. I haven't seen her since Friday afternoon."
"When I called you after the fire, were you with Shane?"
I smiled and nodded,
"I can't believe that you and Mr. Thomison are together. It's surreal."
I leaned back into my chair and looked to the ceiling. I thought briefly of Shane and sighed to myself.
"I know Chessa. He has been amazing. More then I could ever ask for. He's so attentive and loving..." I looked back at Chessa with hooded eyes, "He already knows my body and he uses it to both our satisfaction every time." I replied with a smile.
She chuckled to herself, "I'm sure he does. So did you call your mom?"
My smile changed into a frown. I looked out into the night. "Actually my mom called me. I was set to go stay with her for awhile. But then everything changed."
"What changed?" Chessa asked.
I turned back to Chessa and replied, "You remember when I first got the house and I told you that I needed a roommate. I'd even asked you to think about it."
"I know and I had to lovingly decline."
I smiled, "Yea I know. I'm not sure I have forgiven you for that yet." I jibed at her lightly.
"Yea, I'm sure."
"Well the next week a family friend of ours died. I went back for the funeral and I saw my sister Marguerite. We talked about everything under the sun. She talked about medical school and I talked about college. I mentioned that I needed a roommate and she told me that she wanted to get out of the house. By the end of the weekend we'd decided that we were going to move in together to help alleviate the expenses I was going through."
"Ok sounds good so far."
I nodded in agreement and then continued,
"I sent Marguerite emails and numerous texts about moving plans as well as bill averages. After a week or so I didn't hear back from her. I sent the same texts and emails once more and I got a text back saying that marguerite had decided against moving in with me. "
Chessa looked on in horror, "No!!"
"Yea. I was surprised. I texted her back and asked her why? And she told me that she Mom needed her; so she couldn't leave. I was heartbroken. In the next day or two Sherise called me and told me that she needed a place to stay. She put her bid for housing in too late and the university denied her. Since I had the extra room I offered her the room . She readily excepted and you know the story from there."
"I don't understand. The only thing form that story that's new to me is the fact that Marguerite said no to moving in with you. What happened at your Mom's house that made you leave?"
"Well Chessa, I found out that the texts and emails that I had sent had never gotten to Marguerite."
Chessa looked at me with a bewildered expression, "I don't understand. Who got them then?"
"Mom did." I answered evenly.
"WHAT?!?!"
I nodded my head in defeat. "Yea. I had always mixed up the two numbers and I mistakenly sent the info to my Mom's phone. But instead of forwarding the texts and the emails she erased them and never told us."
"So are you telling me that your mother is the reason why Marguerite didn't move in and Sherise did?'
"Oh yea. In more ways then you realize."
"What do you mean?"
"Mother mentioned in passing that I needed a roommate to Sherise's mother and she in turn of course passed it on to Sherise; hence Sherise becoming my roommate."
Chessa looked on with yet another horrified expression.
"You can't be serious." She replied.
I nodded my head, "Yea, I'm very serious. Now you know why I had to leave."
"I can't believe this."
"Believe it sweetheart. My life is now very fucked up. The only good thing that came out of this; well things, are Shane and Marguerite
Chessa came over to the sofa and put her arms around my shoulders and hugged me.
"Well you always got me suge." She replied.
I squeezed her hands in response. She lowered her hands and left off the couch. She went into the kitchen and began to close up for the night.
"Thanks hun. Well I'm tired. I think I'm going to take a shower and go to bed."
"You do that. You've had a long day."
I nodded in agreement.
"Towels and a change of clothes are on your bed." She replied from the kitchen.
I went back to the kitchen gave her a qick hug and replied, "Thanks Chessa for everything. You're the best girlfriend agirl could have."
She tapped the side of her head with my forehead. I squeezed her tight and then let her go. I walked down the hallway to my room. Before I closed the door; I called out to her, "Good night Chessa!!"
"Night!" She replied.
I went into the room and closed the door behind me. I got undressed, changed into a robe, took my towel and sponge and went into the bathroom to take a shower. I slid the glass door to the side and stepped inside. The shower head next to the hot and cold nozzles was an extendable one The thought of what that showerhead could do to me made me smile.
I turned both the cold an hot nozzle on simultaneously. I got the temperature down to comfortable setting and then I turned the shower head on. The water came on and I felt water tricking down my body on each side. I was the most amazing yet relaxing feeling I'd ever felt. I kept the shower head on its stance and I stood directly under the head. I reached for my sponge and soap and began to wash my body.
I don't know if it was the water pressure or the feeling of the sponge on my body; but as soon as I reached down to wash my breasts, I realized that my nipples were rock hard. I laid the sponge on its dish and reached up and began to roughly roll one of them around in between my two fingers. I went from one nipple to the other. I closed my eyes and visualized that it wasn't my hands that was giving me this intense pleasure but Shane's mouth. I could see him taking my nipples into his mouth. I moaned for him "not to stop," and in my mind he continued to bite and suck them into submission
I soon felt a growing heat in between my legs. I reached down and felt a wetness that was a bit different from the wetness that was coming from the showerhead. I reached out and unhooked the shower head from the wall. I turned around and saw a small bench that was installed under the soap and toiletry dishes. I lifted my leg and rested it on the bench. I returned my hand to my fully erect nipples. I closed my eyes once more and my fantasy of Shane in the shower with me returned. As my hands went back and forth from one nipple to the other tweaking and pulling them; I could almost feel Shane's hot breath flow down my torso to my wanting pussy. I arched my back, opened my pussy lips, lowered the pressure and brought the shower head down to my increasingly hot pussy.
The water made instant contact with my clitoris. In my mind I didn't see a shower head; all I saw was Shane's talented mouth. I moved the shower head in small circles around my clit. Every motion that I visualized Shane doing with his tongue; I did with the shower head. It felt as though he was right there with me.
Each pulsating hit of water allowed my body to reach a new level of ecstasy. My clitoris began to pulsate and my body began to shake. I took a hold of one of my nipples and let the feeling of euphoria take over me. I upped the pressure of the shower head. Before I knew it I was at point of no return. Wave upon wave of pleasure engulfed me and I screamed Shane's name out as I released.
When my body calmed down from my intense orgasm; I finally felt relaxed. I turned the shower off, returned to my room and collapsed on the bed. As I was drifting to sleep my phone began to ring. I got up, went to my purse and got it out. I looked at the caller id and saw that it was Shane's number. I instantly remembered my day dream in the shower and smiled.
"Hello!" I replied.
"Hey Baby. How are you? You're sounding happy!!" Shane replied
"Yea, I just had a much needed shower." I replied
"Did you think of me when you were in the shower?" Shane asked
I chuckled to myself and sat at the edge of the bed.
"Maybe!!"
"That means you did." Shane replied.
I quickly changed the subject, "Didn't I just see you?" I asked.
"Yea you did. I wanted to check on you. So what are you doing?"
"I'm about to lay down and get some sleep. What are you doing?"
"I'm laying here on my bed stroking my hard dick."
