Lena had me all dolled up in one her insanely expensive dresses that was more like a few scraps of overpriced material than anything else. I was highly uncomfortable in it along with her unimaginably high stilettos. With my hair and make-up done the effect was transformative; I had become my twin.
Granted the transformation was only physical, I had no idea how I was going to pull this off. Thoughts of why I was doing this for my ungrateful and spoiled sister rang through my mind as I stared at myself in the mirror. I literally had to tear away from my thoughts as I left to meet Mr. 'doesn't know how to take no for an answer'.
His name was Gavin. The first thought that came to mind when my eyes laid on him was that he was a blonde haired, blue eyed Adonis. I had to blink at him a couple of times to make sure that he was real. His smile showed the deepest dimples I'd seen on a man before. He was; in a word, stunning.
His sexy, intently low accent sent an electrical charge straight into my panties shocking me into a silent stupor. My nipples peaked just hearing him say hello. I found myself wondering where the hell Lena met guys like this but considering how gorgeous I now looked, it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out.
I should have known Lena wouldn't fill me in on the entire story though. Gavin actually turned out to be a nice guy, a really nice guy. The 'thing' he'd invited my sister to was actually a showing at an art gallery. During the event I was fuming at Lena's selfishness but I kept my mouth shut and put on the fakest smile I possessed to a bunch of strangers. I didn't speak unless I absolutely had to. Gavin didn't seem to mind which led me to conclusion that his relationship with Lena didn't have a lot to do with verbal communication. No surprise there.
When the gathering came to a close I was so relieved to have gotten through the night. Gavin ushered me out of the gallery and outside to his car and held my door open. As we drove along quietly in his car I fantasized about all of the torturous things I would love to do to my sister when I got home.
I was also trying not to breathe in the unbelievable smell of his cologne that had been seriously clouding my senses all night. Throughout the night everywhere he'd touched me on my body had ignited a spark. I was drenched in between my legs not able to remember when the last time was that I had been so turned on, not since Nicholas.
His voice pulled me out of my lust filled thoughts which startled me and caused me to jump from my skin a bit. Not catching what he'd said, I asked him to repeat himself. He obliged and the sound of his voice made my clit vibrate.
"I said you've been really quiet tonight."
"Yes, I guess I have."
"Mind telling me why?"
What bitchy thing would Lena say? Oh yes. "I'm bored." I drawled attempting to add conviction to my tone.
"If I'm such a fucking bore then why did you ditch your husband tonight to be with me?" he snapped angrily.
I mentally rolled my eyes. These guys killed me. Clearly as good looking as they were they had self-esteem issues. They always tried their damndest to please my sister while she neither cared nor appreciated it.
Still acting as Lena, I put my hands onto my temples as if I had a headache, which was not far from the truth. My head was beginning to throb from all the tension rising in the car and from how high strung my body was.
"Look, can we just not talk? I'm ready to get home."
He eyed me glaringly. "Fine."
I wasn't certain but it looked as if he had been gritting his teeth.
*****
I didn't notice where we were as Gavin drove for about a half hour and finally he pulled into a long curved driveway that was connected to a really large home. This was definitely not Lena's home.
"Where are we?" I asked him before I could think not to.
For a minute he just let his eyes rest on me then he said in a harsh voice, "The condo isn't my only place of residence Lena!"
I swallowed hard and told him that I really needed to get back home. For more than one reason.
"I know." he said. "I just want to get a drink first then I'll take you home. Can you at least allow me that?"
"Not really. Nicholas..."
"Is obviously fine or you wouldn't be here with me." he cut me off.
I frowned at the interruption and buried my back in the leather seat I sat in.
"One drink." he pleaded.
I found myself nodding and then wondering what the hell I was doing.
Gavin smiled and exited the car. He approached my side and opened the door for me. He took my hand and led me inside. All I could say about his house was, wow. He left my side for a moment to fix two drinks at the bar. He handed one to me before he gave me the tour of his home which ended at his dimly lit bedroom.
The huge bed was king sized and looked so inviting. As I stood in the door I took a sip of the drink in my hand. He came behind me and began softly kissing the back of my shoulders.
"Take it off." he whispered in my ear referring to my dress.
I moved my body away from him and felt the alcohol beginning to work its magic. It must have been strong stuff but that was good because I needed a little courage to do what I was about to. I watched Gavin move from behind me and walk over to the foot of the bed. He downed the rest of his drink.
I should have known that I lost at his little game the moment I'd let him lead me from the car into his home. Taking a very deep breath I peeled off the scraps and stood in front of him in only my panties and bra, which were nothing more than a few scraps of lace themselves.
"You are exquisite." he said watching me so intensely.
He kept his eyes on me as he unbuttoned his shirt and undid his pants. My eyes shot curiously from my shaking hands to the erection underneath his boxers.
"Come here." he said noticing where my attention was focused.
I moved to him and he roughly pulled me to the bed. We went down together and as I lay back on the bed my heart was pounding. His hands found my lace panties and he ripped them off of me and which left my wet, heated pussy uncovered. He replaced my panties with strong and thick fingers. I jumped a little at his touch.
