While the Mouse is Away the Pussies Will Play
The two sisters weren’t exactly ugly but then neither were they all that appealing to the eye either. Dru was a large woman. Big boned some would have called it but not fat. Just big and bulky and while Dru might have been short and stout, her sister was tall and angular. It was almost as if her body was built to have as few curves as possible which gave her a rather stern look and yet while the two sisters weren’t exactly ugly, compared with their stepsister as they almost always were, they seemed to always come up short for Cindy was blond and vivacious and it seemed as if everyone loved her.
Everyone that is but Dru and Anastasia. As far as they were concerned, their stepsister had stepped in to take what was rightfully theirs and they were sure that she’d cheated somehow if only they could figure out how it had been done and now the little bitch was engaged to be married to the most eligible bachelor around and they, they seemed to be left completely out of it.
The two girls were lounging by the pool one day, each of them trying to act as if each didn’t have a care in the world when in fact each was still fuming over that ingrate of a sister of theirs when a stranger entered the area.
Dru noticed the woman first. “This is private property,” she said. “You’re going to have to leave.”
“Yeah,” her sister chimed in. “You’re going to have to leave. Get out.”
The intruder was nonplussed by the sisters’ cold reception. “I wouldn’t be so quick to throw me out,” the woman said. “I’m here to help you girls.”
Dru and Anastasia looked the woman up and down. She looked to be thirty or so but she could have been older. Then on the other hand, she could have been younger. It was just so hard to tell.
The woman had dirty blond ringlets and perhaps too much makeup and way too many bracelets and bangles.
“Life hasn’t been very fair to you, has it girls?”
“What’s it to you?” Dru asked.
“To me! Nothing. I was just making an observation. Life hasn’t been very fair to you.”
“We do okay,” Anastasia retorted.
“Yes but okay isn’t really where you wanted to be, is it? You expected more, didn’t you?”
Both sisters were loathe to admit it but both sisters couldn’t help but nod their heads in agreement.
“You were cheated, weren’t you? You were cheated by your sister.”
“Stepsister,” Dru angrily corrected the woman.
“Yeah,” Anastasia chimed in. “She’s not our sister. She’s our stepsister.”
“That just makes it even worse then. At least if it was your sister, maybe you could feel happy for her but to be cheated by someone who isn’t related to you, someone who you helped out, that really is too much, isn’t it?”
Both sisters were nodding now. The woman was right. There was no doubt about that.
“We tried to help her,” Dru said.
“Yeah, we really did,” her sister agreed.
“And the way she repays you is by stabbing you in the back. She’s getting married to the man you both wanted and you, you’re not even invited. That’s not fair, is it? After all, you are her stepsisters.”
“Yeah,” Dru agreed.
“She shouldn’t treat us like that,” Anastasia chimed in.
“So the question is do the two of you want to get back at her?”
Now there was a question that both sisters could definitely warm to. “How?” Dru asked.
“Yeah, how?” her sister echoed.
“Do you have any pets?” the stranger asked.
“Pets?” both sisters asked in near unison.
“Yes, pets.”
“I’ve got a cat,” Dru said.
“Me too,” her sister added. “I’ve got a cat, too. Why?”
“Can I see them?”
“You want to see our cats? Why?”
“I’m trying to help but for me to do what I do, I need you to trust me.”
The two sisters looked at one another. It certainly was an odd request but really, what harm could it do? On the other hand what good could it do? Still, the sisters were intrigued. “I’ll go get my cat,” Dru said.
“Me, too,” an equally mystified Anastasia said. “I’ll go get my cat, too.”
“I’m sure you will,” the mysterious woman said as the two sisters went into the house to retrieve their pets.
It wasn’t long before Dru and Anastasia were back again each with a cat that seemed to be a perfect match physically for her owner. Dru’s cat was a white Persian and while there probably was a smaller cat under all that fur, the way the fur puffed out made her cat seem larger than it most likely was. Anastasia on the other hand was taller and leaner than her sister and so too was her cat sleeker than its counterpart. Anastasia’s cat was almost solidly black with only a white diamond on its forehead.
“We’re back,” Dru announced.
“So you are and I see you’ve brought your pets with you.”
“You told us you wanted to see them,” Anastasia said.
“I know what I said but now if you would, please put them on the chaises where you were sitting before and turn and face me.”
Again, the girls did as they were told to do without even questioning why they were doing it.
The mysterious woman now took out something which looked as oddly silly as the type of wand that a child might play with because it was long and narrow with a big star at the end of it. The mysterious woman looked at the two sisters. “Now I want you two ladies to look at me and only at me.” It was a most unnecessary bit of direction in that from the moment the mysterious woman had taken the wand out, the two sisters had stared at her in what could only be described as as rapt attention.
“Listen to this,” the woman said as she pointed the wand at first one sister and then at the other. “Flippity, floppity, foo. Flippity, floppity, foo.”
The star at the end of the wand was starting to glow now but neither sister showed any sign of taking notice of it.
“Flippity, floppity, foo,” the woman said yet again. “Flippity, floppity, foo.”
For Dru, it came as an intense pressure around her middle, as if there were giant hands that were grabbing her and squeezing her. She couldn’t help but whimper as those hands squeezed her even tighter and then tighter still.
For her sister, it was an entirely different feeling. It was an itching feeling at first like something that was almost so inconsequential that it hardly was worth taking notice of and yet she did notice it. The feeling seemed to be centered in two places, around her breasts and around her bottom.
There was no doubt about it that she was being squeezed, Dru thought. Too tight, she thought. It was too tight and yet she seemed powerless to resist.
The itching was now a tingling and as much as Anastasia wanted to understand what was happening to her, she seemed powerless to move herself in any way whatsoever so that all she could do was feel the itchy, tingling feeling that seemed to be taking over her body.
Too tight, Dru wanted to say but even that was denied her. It was too tight. She was being squeezed too hard. It was too fucking tight.
It wasn’t just an itchy tingling feeling but it was a warm feeling. It felt good except that it was a feeling Anastasia thought she shouldn’t be having and yet she was having it.
Dru couldn’t help but gasp as those hands finally had their way with her. She was being squeezed so incredibly tight and it wasn’t stopping.
It wasn’t just warm anymore, Anastasia thought. It was hot. It was almost too hot.
The pressure around her waist was finally easing up and just in time, Dru thought and yet as the pressure eased off, Dru realized that something was wrong.
Whatever was causing the heat suddenly flared hot if only for a moment and yet in that moment, Anastasia knew that she’d been changed.
Whatever had squeezed her waist had squeezed it so incredibly small and yet as those invisible giant hands released her, her waist stayed incredibly small but what wasn’t small anymore were her breasts and her bottom. On anyone, her breasts and her bottom would have appeared huge because that was in fact what they now were but with her now insanely small waist, her breasts and her bottom seemed even more immense.
Whatever had caused the heat was gone but Anastasia found that in its wake, her body had been changed. She was still tall and lean but now her breasts weren’t completely flat and her bottom was definitely more round than it had been before. The other change she discovered only after her hands touched her breasts. Her nipples, they were so incredibly sensitive. She felt almost as if she could make herself come just from playing with her nipples.
Neither sister noticed the fact that although they’d been wearing bikinis before they weren’t wearing anything now nor did either sister seem to take note of the fact that the mysterious woman had disappeared.
“Don’t forget to take care of your pussies,” each sister heard a voice inside her head say and each woman turned around.
What Dru saw was a White woman with alabaster skin sitting on her chair. The blond’s flyaway hair was so light that it appeared almost white but it was the blond’s copper colored eyes that really caught her attention. Even if she’d wanted to look away, she would have found herself unable to do it but the truth was she didn’t want to look away.
What Anastasia saw was a Black woman sitting on her chair. Her taut body was sleek and although she was reclining now, the Black woman seemed to have an undercurrent of energy about her as if she were ready to pounce in an instant if the moment should require it. Like the blond in the other chair, the Black woman was naked save for the diamond encrusted headband that she wore across the forehead.
Both sisters found themselves being drawn forward. If either had bothered to consider upon it, she might have thought it odd the arousal that she was now feeling and especially towards another woman but the truth was that neither thought about that all. In fact as each stepped forward, the growing arousal only seemed to make each more confident in what she was doing.
Dru couldn’t help but move in on the blond. It was something about those eyes. Such an odd color and yet familiar too and those eyes just kept watching her and the more they did, the more turned on she continued to feel.
Anastasia loved the way the Black girl’s eyes watched her. She had the feeling that there was very little that got past those eyes and because of that, it was such a turn on to have those eyes watching her.
The blond laid there placidly as Dru kissed her.
The Black girl was still watching as Anastasia moved in as well. She was watching and alert almost as if on edge. She’d playfully bat at the other girl but in the end, she kept letting Anastasia get even closer.
Dru was kissing her companion even more insistently now and now her hand was working its way between the blond’s legs and now as she stroked the blond between her legs, she could hear the blond begin to mew.
The Black girl might have been batting playfully before but it was becoming clear that what might have been play before had a purpose now. She was directing Anastasia. Go there, her bats seemed to say. Don’t go there and as Anastasia realized just where it was that she was supposed to go, she was more than willing to let herself be guided into place.
The blond was so wet and her body seemed to respond so well. She practically purred with satisfaction as Dru slipped her finger inside her and the more Dru’s finger did what it did, the more the blond seemed to like it.
Anastasia’s tongue was working away at the nub between her partner’s body and now it was clear that she was exactly where she was supposed to be. The Black girl writhed in pleasure but now her hands kept Anastasia’s tongue in perfect position.
She was going to do it, Dru knew, and she knew she wanted it. She was going to make the Blond cum.
The Black girl wasn’t bothering anymore with trying to keep Anastasia in place because there wasn’t any need. It was clear Anastasia wasn’t going anywhere.
The blond moaned and her pussy tightened and Dru loved it when she made that pussy cum.
Anastasia could feel the Black girl’s pussy quiver and as she lapped away at the other girl’s juices, she knew that just like her sister, she too had made another girl cum.
It was some time later and Dru and Anastasia were once more out by the pool when the front door to their home was pushed open. “I’m home,” a voice called out timidly.
The owner of the voice hesitated as if waiting for something but when the something didn’t materialize, she breathed a sigh of relief. She’d caught a break this time, the owner of the voice thought to herself. It appeared that her stepsisters weren’t home. Now all she had to do was pick up the things she’d come back to get and leave before anyone saw her and no one would be the wiser for it.
There was a shriek from the pool area and as Cindy looked in that direction, a half-dressed Hispanic girl came tearing through the house carrying a bundle of clothes and muttering something in Spanish as she went. She didn’t even slow down as she went. She just raced past Cindy and then she was out the front door without even bothering to stop to put something on before she left.
“Well that didn’t go well.”
Cindy whirled back around and there were the two people she’d desperately hoped she wouldn’t be meeting only ... only things were changed now. “Dru?” she asked. “Anastasia.”
“What’s this? You don’t even recognize your own sisters,” the buxom Dru said.
“Stepsisters actually,” Anastasia muttered.
“You guys have changed.”
“Who us? Nah. We haven’t changed.”
Perhaps the blond should have taken more notice of that but she was just staring at her stepsisters. “But you have changed,” Cindy began and then she stopped how could her sisters not notice it. Dru especially. Her breasts had to be at least 40 inches and her thighs 38 and at the same time, her waist was so incredibly small and while Anastasia was still lean and tall, her breasts and her bottom had more definition now. Add to that that that both of them were naked and ...
“Who was that woman?” Cindy asked.
“Who her?” Dru asked. “I think she said her name was Esmeralda.”
“That’s what she said,” Anastasia agreed.
“What was she doing here?”
“She was interviewing for a job.”
“That’s right,” Anastasia echoed. “She was interviewing for a job.”
“Ever since you left, we’ve needed to find someone to help clean up around here so she was interviewing for a job.”
“She wanted to be a maid,” Anastasia said.
“Why was she running out of here then?”
“I don’t know. We were interviewing her and she suddenly got all agitated and she decided she had to leave.”
“You were interviewing her?”
“Yeah. We were interviewing her ... out by the pool.”
“We do all our interviews out by the pool,” Anastasia added.
“Perhaps you’d like to come see,” Dru said.
No, she didn’t want to come see, Cindy told herself. She’d only come here to get a few of her personal belongings and then she’d be gone and yet she was curious as well. Things had obviously changed quite a bit around here in the short time since she’d been gone and she couldn’t help but wonder what was going on.
“Come on. We’ll show you,” Dru said.
“It won’t take more than a second,” Anastasia added.
“No, really, I don’t ...”
Her stepsisters it seemed weren’t all that interested in taking no for an answer because even as Cindy continued to protest, her sisters were still pulling her forward.
“This is where the magic happens,” Dru said when the three of them finally reached the pool area.
“Yeah, the magic,” Anastasia said.
“Maybe you’d like to interview to be a maid with us.”
What none of the three women saw was a fourth woman who had quietly let herself into the pool area. To Cindy, she would have been a complete stranger but Dru and Anastasia would have recognized her as the woman who had been there earlier. She had the wand out and as the girls were talking, she softly whispered, “Flippity, floppity, foo.”
Interview to be a maid, Cindy thought. Had her sisters completely lost their mind. She wasn’t going to be anyone’s maid. She was engaged to be married to a total prince of a guy and in a few days hence, she was going to be his bride. Why the hell would she want to be a maid?
But she told herself, it wasn’t like she couldn’t do it. She’d been subservient to her sisters for so long now and she’d never complained even once about it even when her sisters had been mean to her.
Actually, being a maid would be a step up from where she’d been before because being a maid meant that she’d get paid and that she’d get days off.
Not that she really needed to be paid or to have days off. Wasn’t being allowed to serve payment enough for her?
“Would you like to interview to be a maid for us?” Dru asked again.
“What would I have to do?”
“The first thing you’d have to do would be to take off your clothes,” Dru said.
“I could do that,” Cindy said.
“Yeah? Let’s see you do it then.”
What the hell was she doing, Cindy wondered even as she started to unbutton her blouse and yet with each button she undid, she grew more and more confident that she was doing exactly the right thing. She didn’t have to actually take the job if it were offered to her but she did want to interview to be her sisters’ maid.
She slipped the blouse off of her shoulders and then unzipped her skirt. There weren’t any doubts anymore about what she was doing. Of course what she was doing was the right thing to do.
She stepped out of skirt and as she undid her bra she couldn’t help but notice the intent way her sisters were looking at her. They both wanted her, she realized. They were actually interested in her. She hadn’t realized that was possible but then that was why it would be such a good thing to work for her sisters. She didn’t even care if she got paid or not.
And then finally off came her panties.
“Don’t cover yourself up,” Dru instructed.
“Yeah. We want to see your pussy,” Anastasia added.
“Sorry.”
“Not yet but you will be if you take one step out of line.”
“Sorry,” Cindy said again and she couldn’t help but feel excited. It was so good to be subservient.
“Come over here,” Dru instructed.
“Yeah,” her sister added. “Come over and stand between us.”
Again, Cindy did what she was told to do and no sooner than she had than she felt the hands of her sisters begin to stroke her legs.
“Do you like this?” Dru asked.
It would be impertinent for her to say no. After all, she was here for an interview and since it didn’t really matter what she thought, the answer was obvious. “Yes,” she said. “Yes, I like it.”
“You’d better,” Dru said.
“Yeah, and your pussy had better be fucking wet by the time we get up there,” her sister added.
She did like it. In fact she liked it a lot. She couldn’t help but let out a whimpering moan not that her sisters would care about that and really why should they. She was subservient. She was low. She was beneath them. God, she wanted that in every way she could want that. She wanted to be beneath her sisters.
“You’re wet,” Dru observed.
“Uh huh,” Cindy whimpered.
“Good. It looks like you passed the first test but it’s only the first test. Let’s see how you do when you’re eating my pussy.”
Cindy couldn’t wait. There was no question that her stepsister had changed physically at least but this was a change, too. Dru had never asked her to eat her pussy before.
It was too bad really, Cindy thought, because she loved doing what she was told to do so if her sister wanted her to eat her pussy, well of course that was what Cindy wanted, too.
“Oh yeah,” Dru moaned as Cindy went to work on her pussy. “Oh yeah. Eat me like that.”
Cindy was more than willing to comply with the other woman’s wishes. She loved sawing her tongue between the other woman’s lips and she loved working her tongue over Dru’s clit.
“Don’t be a hog now,” Anastasia said petulantly.
That was all it took to get Cindy moving over to work her tongue between the other sister’s legs.
“Oh yeah,” Anastasia moaned. “We should have had you doing this a long time ago.”
“Hey now, my turn,” Dru said and that was all it took to get Cindy to swing her tongue back between her thighs. “And to think,” Dru said as she stroked Cindy’s hair, “to think we had you doing stupid things like cooking and cleaning and sewing.”
“My turn,” Anastasia said and again Cindy slipped her tongue between the taller girl’s thighs.
“Oh fuck,” Dru moaned as Cindy once more slipped her tongue between her legs.
“Is she going to make you cum?” Anastasia asked.
“Yes. Please don’t tell me you want her back again.”
“Not yet, I don’t. For now, I just want to play with my pussy and watch.”
“Oh fuck. That’s so hot. You want to watch this little slut make your sister cum. That’s so fucking hot.”
“Come on. Lick her pussy,” Anastasia urged Cindy.
She was, Cindy wanted to say, and if Dru’s moans were any indication at all, she was going to make her stepsister cum real soon.
“Don’t stop,” Dru moaned. “Don’t ... don’t ... Ah fuck.”
Oh wow. She was actually doing it. She was actually making her stepsister cum. It felt so good to make her stepsister cum.
“Hey now. Don’t forget about me.”
Of course not, Cindy thought as she swung back to the other sister. That would be wrong. What was right was what she was doing now. What was right was licking Anastasia’s pussy. What was right was letting her tongue actually worship the other girl’s clit.
“Oh fuck,” Anastasia moaned and then she moaned again and Cindy knew she’d done it. She knew she’d gotten her sister off just like she was supposed to do.
Cindy still had other tests to pass but finally Dru gave the girl her grudging approval “You’ve done good enough so far for us to bring you back. We can hire you conditionally but you’re going to have to continue to prove yourself to us over and over again. You got that?”
Cindy couldn’t help but be elated. She’d gotten the job and not even the hint that this could be only temporary was enough to dampen her enthusiasm. “I won’t let you down,” she said.
“You’d better not.”
It was a couple days later and Cindy’s soon-to-be husband returned home from work and he couldn’t help noticing that his home felt more empty now. Well it wouldn’t be that way for long now. In a few days hence, he and Cindy would finally be married and then she would move in with him and it wouldn’t be lonely anymore.
He picked up a remote and switched on the TV as much for the chatter it provided as for any particular show he wanted to see and then he went into his bedroom where he hung up his coat and took off his tie.
Once again, he was back in the living room and once more, he picked up the remote and he flipped through the channels. He scowled at the TV. Nothing on, he thought. Well not nothing but nothing on he wanted to see.
He switched off the TV and almost at the same time, there was a knock at his door.
Who the hell could that be Eric wondered but then there was a good way to find out. He opened the door to find a woman standing on his doorstep. “Can I help you?”
The woman smiled at that. She was dressed in an elegant red dress that seemed to caress every curve of her body. Her dirty blond ringlets hung down past her shoulders and her brown eyes seemed to draw him in. In no way other than the most general of characteristics did she look like the same woman who had presented herself to Dru and Anastasia. “You know, I was thinking the very same thing.”
“You were?”
The woman in red smiled again. “I was. Do you know where your girlfriend is?”
“She’s not here.”
The woman smiled. “To tell you the truth I already knew that. I was just wondering if you knew where she was.”
“If I knew where she was? Why? Why should I know where she is?”
“Oh now isn’t that charming. You actually trust her. In fact you trust her completely and you don’t even know where she is.”
“Of course I trust her.”
“But you’re going to be married at the end of the week and you don’t even know where she is.”
“I don’t have to know where she is.”
“But wouldn’t you like to know?”
“I don’t have to know. I trust her.”
“Do you now?”
It was a simple question but underlying that question were the seeds of doubt. Did he trust her? How well did he know her? What if she was doing something “weird.”
“Would you like to see what she’s doing right now?”
“What she’s doing right now? But how—”
“How’s not really the point, is it. Would you like to see what she’s doing right now?”
“Sure. I guess,” and yet even as he said it, Eric couldn’t help but feel as if he’d somehow betrayed his bride-to-be.
“Do you have a mirror?”
“Yeah, I guess. In the hall.”
“Let’s go there then.”
As Eric and the lady in red approached the mirror, the lady in red took something out of her purse. “What’s that?” Eric asked.
“It’s a wand. Now shush and watch,” and as the lady in red pointed the wand at the mirror, she said the magic words. “Flippity ... floppity ... foo.”
The mirror began to shimmer and as it lost its reflective properties a new image started to appear.
The new image now showed three women, all naked and all in what appeared to be a poolside setting. One woman was sitting on a chaise and straddling her body was a second woman who was taking a strap-on cock up inside her pussy while a third woman stood behind the second woman and worked another cock up inside the second woman’s ass. “Recognize anyone?” the lady in red asked.
Eric peered into the mirror. “It looks,” he began hesitantly, “the one on the chair, she looks like Cindy’s sister.”
“Stepsister,” the lady in red corrected him. “Her name is Dru. Recognize anyone else?”
“Well the other one ...”
“Which one?”
The man seemed almost transfixed as he stared into the mirror. “The tall one behind the other girl,” he said. “The one sticking her cock in the other girl’s ass.”
“You mean the one with the nice, tight butt?”
“Yeah.”
“You think you know her?”
“I think so.”
“You should. Her name is Anastasia and she’s the other stepsister of your bride to be but do you see anyone else there that you recognize?”
“I don’t know.”
“What about the girl in the middle. You know the one who’s getting her pussy and her ass fucked. Do you recognize her?”
“I really can’t see her all that well.”
“Look closely. Are you sure you don’t recognize her?”
“Oh my God!”
“What?”
“That’s Cindy.”
“Your fiance?”
“Yes.”
“She does seem to be enjoying herself, doesn’t she?”
Eric nodded. There wasn’t any sound to what he was seeing but what he was seeing clearly seemed to be enough.
The woman in red watched him and then without even his hearing her, she said, “Flippity, floppity, foo,” in a near whisper.
He was getting hard. He was getting hard watching his girlfriend get fucked. He couldn’t believe it. She’d always seemed so demure but now it seemed that he was seeing the real her and the real her was a total slut and seeing her rut about like that was getting him hard.
He barely noticed the hand of the woman in red as it stroked up against his body. “She really is such a slut, isn’t she?”
Exactly what he was thinking.
“Maybe you should do something about that,” the woman in red. “Maybe you should do something that would show her that you aren’t the sort of man to be toyed with.”
Maybe he should, Eric thought.
“Flippity, floppity, foo.”
His dick was even harder now.
“Maybe you’d like to use me,” the lady in red suggested.
Maybe he would he thought. In fact the more he thought about it, the more sure that that was exactly what he wanted. So Cindy wanted to be a slut, did she? Well he could show her.
He barely seemed to notice that he was leading the woman in red into the bedroom. He’d show Cindy, he told himself. He’d show her good.
They were in the bedroom and the lady in red turned away from him. “Unzip me,” she said.
Unzip her. Yes, of course. There was just something so incredibly erotic about a zipper being lowered, about a dress that had once been taut now becoming loose, about the whiteness of her skin that had once been hidden now revealing itself to him.
Even after the zipper had completed its course, she still stayed where she was almost as if she were willing Eric to go further and Eric did want to go further. His hands pushed the dress even wider and then he was sliding the dress off of her shoulders and his hands came back to her skin.
So hot and so smooth. He hadn’t thought it possible but his dick was getting even harder.
He undid the catches on the bra she’d been wearing and then he was sliding that garment free, too and then he was reaching around to hold her perfectly wished breasts..
“Flippity, floppity, foo.”
If he’d thought a about it, he might have thought it strange that he wasn’t wearing any clothes but then he wasn’t thinking about that at all. What he was thinking about was his dick and just how good his dick was when it was pressed up against that lusciously round ass.
“I suppose you’d like to do something with that.”
It was an invitation or at least that’s the way Eric heard it. It was an invitation to do what he wanted with his dick and what he wanted so very desperately was to bury his cock inside her pussy.
She was tight and wet just the way a woman should be and her body seemed to be in tune with his. Every time he felt things getting hotter, she seemed to feel it, too, and every whimpering moan from her just made him all that much more happy that he was doing exactly what he was doing with her.
He was going to cum and more than anything, that’s exactly what he wanted. No, it was more than a want. It was a need and just the realization of what it was brought him even closer.
He needed to cum inside her. He needed it so bad. He needed ...
He was doing it and her pussy was so receptive. It was as if she had needed it, too. It was as if her pussy couldn’t wait to receive his cum. It was as if her pussy wanted his cum even more than he wanted to give it to her.
Fuck that was good. In fact, it was exactly what he needed.
Cindy called Eric later that night. It was odd, she thought, that he didn’t answer his phone.
She tried calling again a little later and again the result was the same.
The next day, she tried calling again and yet again, he didn’t answer her call.
The next day, she went over to his apartment. “Yes,” he said tersely through the barely opened door.
“Eric, it’s me. Is there something wrong?”
“I don’t know. Maybe you should tell me.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Of course you don’t but it doesn’t matter that you don’t. I’ve found someone else, Cindy. I’ve found someone better than you.”
“What?!”
“You heard me.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Maybe you should ask your sisters then.”
Just the mention of her sisters was enough to make her feel subservient all over again. He didn’t want her around. That was plenty clear and she had no right to demand an answer of him but more than that just the mention of her sisters was enough to set her body tingling all over again. She wondered if maybe if she asked them nicely, if maybe they’d let her come over and lick their pussies. Of course it would be awful forward of her to do that and it really wasn’t her place to do something like that, but they did seem to like it when she ate their pussies.
“We’re done,” Eric said and with that, he shut the door.
“Was that her?” asked the lady in red when Eric turned back around.
“Yeah.”
“Did you tell her?”
“Yeah, I told her.”
“Good.” The lady in red smiled to herself. She didn’t need the wand anymore to make her prince hard for her. In fact, just two simple words were enough to do that. “Unzip me,” she said.
And Eric did.