I hardly left the house after my boss did that to me. I started to gain weight, I ordered out and had food delivered to me. I would watch TV all day and night. I refused to look for a new job. I have yet to get an abortion. My life was unraveling. I couldn't wait to see Tyler again. I didn't care that he was my brother. I wanted him just the same. I had to wait another week. I couldn't stand it much longer. I looked through some pictures we had taken before we got into all the sexual experimentation. I forgot how happy we were. I felt unsatisfied, worthless. I couldn't handle this much longer. I needed human contact. I forgot how fun the gangbang was. I wanted to do it again; there were a few things that I wanted to try. I felt bad for how I just used those guys as my sexual servants. I bet most of them are really nice guys, and would love to meet me in the real world away from any kind of sexual encounter. But that's all I wanted. I seriously don't care if their nice people or not. Whether I would like them more than Tyler. I just wanted them for sex, and that was it, nothing more, nothing less. I'm sorry if I sound like a racist, but I want black dick only for sexual pleasures.
Then the phone rang. I looked at the caller ID. I didn't recognize the number. I answer it anyways.
"Hello," I stutter as I pick up the phone.
"Crystal," the voice on the other end asks.
"Yes," I reply, "who is this?"
"It's well," he pauses, "this is going to be embarrassing, but I met you the other day."
"Where," I ask.
"The hotel room," he says in a nervous tone, "I was one of the..."
"Oh," I say with relief, "how was I? Did you like it?"
"Yes," he laughs.
"So how did you get my number," I ask.
"I looked in your purse and found a business card," he admits.
"How did you get my home number," I ask.
"Oh," he stutters, "I got your company's business directory and called you."
"So what do you want," I ask.
"You," he says with confidence.
"Unfortunately I don't return the sentiment," I say with ease.
"Why not," he asks.
"Well," I say before taking a deep breath, "it's not that I don't want you, it's just that I don't want you."
"What," he asks in surprise.
"Look," I reply, "I want you, but I want more of you."
"What are you getting at," he asks in frustration.
"I want another gangbang," I say in a loud tone.
"Sorry," he says.
"Could you organize one for me," I ask.
"Maybe," he says, "when do you want to do it?"
"Tonight," I say with confidence.
"That's short notice," he laughs.
"Well it can't be hard," I reply, " just tell them that there is a bad ass white girl at home who wants a gangbang."
"Are you serious," he asks.
"Yes," I say in a stern voice.
"Okay," he replies, "what time is good for you?"
"It's two right now," I start, "how about around eight."
"Alright," he says, "where are we going to do it?"
"My house," I say before giving him my address.
"I'll see what I can do," he says, "I'll call you before I get there."
"Thank you," I smirk.
"Don't you want to know my name," he asks.
"No," I laugh, "I just want your dick!"
"Okay," he laughs before he hangs up.
I then start to get ready; I find one of Tyler's butt plugs. I clean it up and lube it up and stick it in my ass. I want to be ready this time. I keep it in while I take a shower, and do other things. When I did this last time my ass was not ready. It will be tonight. I masturbate a little bit to get my pussy ready. I start to get nervous, as I get ready. I find some of my hip-hop clothes, and yes they still fit. I didn't gain that much weight, unlike what you the reader might think. I paint my toenails while watching some TV. I grab a quick drink of pineapple juice after they dry. How long will this take? I need this so bad! I can't believe I'm going to do this again. I notice that the zero hour is approaching. I'm still waiting for that guys phone call. I put on my heels and hip-hop clothes. I put my make up on and I realize I look hot. I look banging. I'm really fucking desirable. If these guys don't want me they must be gay. And the phone rings.
"Hello," I say while looking at myself.
"Crystal," he says, "it's me from earlier."