deep into my pussy. Mick looks into
my eyes as he fucks me, which only makes the moment that much more intense. Soon
Mick is pistoning in and out of me at breakneck pace until I recognize his
point of no return. He’s now bouncing me violently on the bed in pursuit of his
orgasm, until with one final push, we both come simultaneously.
Mick lies atop me, not
moving. We are both utterly spent. Before pulling out of me, he unbinds my
wrists and holds me tightly. We lay there in a storybook pose for several
minutes, until the moment is broken by the sound of his voice.
“I gotta piss. Be right back.”
Wow, there’s a moment killer. How could it go
from so good to so bad so quickly? Men…Mick jumps off the bed like his ass is on
fire and leaves me alone. My phone buzzes, so I pick it up. It’s a text.
“Sam, it’s Jennifer, you better look at
this.”
As I click the link, I see a picture of me and
Mick from the day before, naked on the beach. I can only make out my face when I
zoom in and my body is covered by my arm and hands. Good Lord, how
embarrassing. My heart pounds, thinking Mick is going to be pissed once he
sees it. I wonder about the fallout from the picture for me, as well. What an
idiot I was. You have not been making the best decisions these days. I
text back to Jennifer.
“That is definitely not good.”
“ I know, Sam. You didn’t know he had a
girlfriend?”
What the hell is she talking about? Mick doesn’t
have a girlfriend. How would she even know that? I’m his stepsister—shouldn’t I
be the one who’s more informed?
“What do you mean, a girlfriend?”
“Read the caption.”
@TMN “Looks like Mick has found a
new boo. Who is this mystery woman? #doesyourgirlfirendknow”
@Thesurfersgirl “If he found a new boo he
didn’t tell me #wearebrokenupnowmick”
Mick walks out of the bathroom, unaware that I
know any of this. My blood is boiling and I can feel my face getting red. I
respond calmly, even though I’m ready to have a conniption fit.
“Mick, get the fuck out!”
Chapter
10 Mick – Caught
I chuckled a little, “What? What are you
talking about?”
“Mick, you have five seconds to get out and
never come back.”
“What did I do?!”
“Who is @Thesurfergirl. Who is the girl on
Twitter claiming to be your girlfriend, Mick? Who?!”
I have definitely been caught with my hand in
the cookie jar. Stealing cookies. How am I going to get out of this one?
“Sam, I can explain. It’s not what you think…”
Up to this moment, Sam has been calm, but now she
loses her cool. She seems so angry and hurt. I feel terrible, but things are over
with me and Delia. She will just have to understand that.
“Get out!” she shrieks at me. “Get out, get
out, get out, get out!”
She is screaming like a child having a temper
tantrum. I stand in front of her, still shocked, not moving until she begins to
walk over to me. The look on her face necessitates a flight response. I
better get my clothes .
I know how Delia can be
in these situations, and though I’m sure Sam isn’t the same person, I’m not
about to take that risk. Sam rushes and pushes me out of the room. She
continues to push me to the front door with a surprising amount of strength. When
I get to the door, I realize she’s not going to be convinced, or even listen to
me, so I open the door myself. It’s probably best I come back at another time.
Maybe I will take one last shot at convincing her.
“Sam, I can explain everything.”
“How could you be smiling
at a time like this? You can’t just go around and play with people’s feelings! You
truly are an asshole. Now get the fuck
my eyes as he fucks me, which only makes the moment that much more intense. Soon
Mick is pistoning in and out of me at breakneck pace until I recognize his
point of no return. He’s now bouncing me violently on the bed in pursuit of his
orgasm, until with one final push, we both come simultaneously.
Mick lies atop me, not
moving. We are both utterly spent. Before pulling out of me, he unbinds my
wrists and holds me tightly. We lay there in a storybook pose for several
minutes, until the moment is broken by the sound of his voice.
“I gotta piss. Be right back.”
Wow, there’s a moment killer. How could it go
from so good to so bad so quickly? Men…Mick jumps off the bed like his ass is on
fire and leaves me alone. My phone buzzes, so I pick it up. It’s a text.
“Sam, it’s Jennifer, you better look at
this.”
As I click the link, I see a picture of me and
Mick from the day before, naked on the beach. I can only make out my face when I
zoom in and my body is covered by my arm and hands. Good Lord, how
embarrassing. My heart pounds, thinking Mick is going to be pissed once he
sees it. I wonder about the fallout from the picture for me, as well. What an
idiot I was. You have not been making the best decisions these days. I
text back to Jennifer.
“That is definitely not good.”
“ I know, Sam. You didn’t know he had a
girlfriend?”
What the hell is she talking about? Mick doesn’t
have a girlfriend. How would she even know that? I’m his stepsister—shouldn’t I
be the one who’s more informed?
“What do you mean, a girlfriend?”
“Read the caption.”
@TMN “Looks like Mick has found a
new boo. Who is this mystery woman? #doesyourgirlfirendknow”
@Thesurfersgirl “If he found a new boo he
didn’t tell me #wearebrokenupnowmick”
Mick walks out of the bathroom, unaware that I
know any of this. My blood is boiling and I can feel my face getting red. I
respond calmly, even though I’m ready to have a conniption fit.
“Mick, get the fuck out!”
Chapter
10 Mick – Caught
I chuckled a little, “What? What are you
talking about?”
“Mick, you have five seconds to get out and
never come back.”
“What did I do?!”
“Who is @Thesurfergirl. Who is the girl on
Twitter claiming to be your girlfriend, Mick? Who?!”
I have definitely been caught with my hand in
the cookie jar. Stealing cookies. How am I going to get out of this one?
“Sam, I can explain. It’s not what you think…”
Up to this moment, Sam has been calm, but now she
loses her cool. She seems so angry and hurt. I feel terrible, but things are over
with me and Delia. She will just have to understand that.
“Get out!” she shrieks at me. “Get out, get
out, get out, get out!”
She is screaming like a child having a temper
tantrum. I stand in front of her, still shocked, not moving until she begins to
walk over to me. The look on her face necessitates a flight response. I
better get my clothes .
I know how Delia can be
in these situations, and though I’m sure Sam isn’t the same person, I’m not
about to take that risk. Sam rushes and pushes me out of the room. She
continues to push me to the front door with a surprising amount of strength. When
I get to the door, I realize she’s not going to be convinced, or even listen to
me, so I open the door myself. It’s probably best I come back at another time.
Maybe I will take one last shot at convincing her.
“Sam, I can explain everything.”
“How could you be smiling
at a time like this? You can’t just go around and play with people’s feelings! You
truly are an asshole. Now get the fuck
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