It was eight-thirty p.m. and Lena was late. The door to her walk-in closet was open but she had yet to pick an outfit because instead of getting ready to go out with a few friends like she'd planned to, she found herself pacing a trail into her bedroom floor and trying not to explode from hearing the automated message that was coming out of her cell phone. Again. She'd heard it far too many times in the past couple of hours.
Completely enraged at this point, she threw the thing across the room. It landed in the middle of her bed. Taking a deep breath she walked over to retrieve the cell phone and ended up tripping and stumbling over both her feet and the non-existent obstacles in her path. Okay, so she'd been drinking. A lot.
Clutching the phone in her hand she crawled beneath her covers as if she were cold, and pulled a pillow over her head in an effort to not scream out loud.
It was killing her that Gavin was not only ignoring every one of her attempts to talk to him but that he was also doing her twin sister behind her back. She'd been wide awake several times the past few nights that Stacy had come sneaking in. It had been so obvious what she'd been up to that Lena hadn't even confronted her, not when Stacy traipsed by her undeniably smelling of Gavin's cologne and his sex. Lena knew very well what they both smelled like.
In a moment of desperate clarity, her head shot up from beneath her blankets, her eyes zooming in on the cordless phone by her bed. Gavin wasn't taking calls from her cell phone but he didn't know her home number.
Just as suddenly a feeling of desolation threatened to swallow her. Was the dick really that good to her? Lena then scoffed at the need to ask herself that question. Of course it was and for that reason alone she was determined to get it back and her man right along with it. Se snickered at the direction in which her alcohol warped mind was turning tonight as she picked up the house phone off the night stand right next to her.
She turned it on and placed it at her ear. She was a bit shocked to find that that the line was currently being occupied already.
As she listened in she seethed with anger at Gavin's voice. "So I'll see you in about an hour then."
"I'll be there." Stacy said in response.
Lena grinded her teeth at her twin's stupid twelve year-old giggle.
"And hey..." Gavin's voice sounded low and toxic to Lena, inflaming her too easily. "Don't wear any panties, I'm too impatient tonight."
A second later the line went dead and Lena was feeling fucking homicidal. She had to take a couple of deep inhales while sitting on the side of her bed before she could go face Stacy. It was now clear that her mission was going to be slightly harder to achieve than she'd first thought.
Finally feeling a little less out of control, Lena reached for her almost empty bottle of Partida Elegante. Nicholas would probably kill her for taking it from his private stash but at the time she hadn't given a damn. She probably would tomorrow though because the shit was three hundred fifty dollars per bottle. She grabbed the bottle anyway and sloshed her way towards that bitch's room.
***
I sat on the bed after having gotten off the phone with Gavin letting my body air dry from the shower I'd just had. My mind began meditating on the words he'd spoken over the phone. He was waiting for me... impatiently. It saturated my pussy with juices just thinking about how he would have me.
And Gavin was downright insatiable. I'd spent the past few nights sexing him all night long in one position or another. There was nothing we hadn't tried.
When the door to my room flew open I jumped. I was startled a little, because of the force with which it was thrown wide and due to the fact that I was completely naked.
Lena stood there looking at me with bloodshot eyes and a sneer that distorted her usually beautiful face. She came into the room and sat on the edge of my bed. I could smell the Tequila like she'd bathed in it. I didn't know what to expect a slap, some name calling, but instead she spoke to me in a soft voice.
"I'm not over him... yet."
She would not look at me so I tried to surmise her state of mind as best as I could. An instant later her red rimmed eyes shot to mine and she was now speaking in a perfectly normal tone of voice, well for a drunk person.
"Here's the deal: you get Gavin to give me what I want and I'll let you fuck Nicholas, like you've been dying to for years."
Was this the alcohol speaking? I began to wonder and then wanted to kick my own ass for even contemplating the idea of being with Nicholas. As much as my logical mind knew it was wrong my body was on full alert with anticipation. Lena knew this too.
"I'll think about it." I told her finally.
She got up from the bed and seemed to float back towards the door saying we'd talk when she sobered up.
It took her three days before she approached me again with the subject of me making love to her husband. I had been sitting on my bed again, but this time for a different reason having been in the middle of reading a novel I'd recently picked up.
She entered without knocking and stood in the doorway. "Well sis, what's your decision?" she asked.
Damn! I was hoping I could get a lead-in question or something. She just dove right in the deep end and here I was in the hot seat as uncomfortable as it was possible for me to be. When I just stared in her direction with my face burning she came over to me picked up my cell phone and held it out to me.
Before Gavin even answered my mouth was as dry as I imagined the desert must be.
"Hey..." I said when he picked up and quickly continued before I could change my mind. "Lena wants you to fuck her again."I finished in a rush.
