by J. J. Poland
“I’m going to have to ask you to stay at the waiting room. You’re not a family member. Do you know someone from her family?”
“Why call her family? Is she going to make it?”
“We’re not sure,” the nurse said, and closed the curtain right before his eyes.
"I wonder how much money was at the stake." Bad thoughts kept popping into his head. He did not know anything about her, except that she lived alone, but he wasn’t ready to lose her. Before leaving, he gave his business card to a nurse at the reception. “As soon as Jane Shover recovers and be able to receive visitors, give me a call.” He put a hundred dollar bill in the nurse’s hand.
Once he got back in the car, Daniel called his programmer. “Hey, Chris. Listen, I know you’re really good with finding addresses. I want you to do something for me.”
Shannon turned on the quiet music and began to put on a new set of underwear. Black pantyhose were tight on her slim waist and tanned legs. Gentle black velvet belt caressed the skin of her thighs. The set was completed with a silk bra and lacy thongs. Dressed up in this wonderful underwear, she began to dance to the music in front of the mirror. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror - she liked the way she looked. The doorbell rang. She put on a peignoir and opened the door. Daniel stood in the doorway.
“Wow, I didn’t really expect you to be here. How did you find me?” asked Shannon.
“How much?” The man was looking at her angrily.
“What do you mean? If you're asking whether you can buy me, I’d say ‘yes.’ But it will cost you.” She untied the peignoir and put her hand seductively on the waist. Daniel pushed her away and walked into the apartment.
“How much money did you bet on Jane?” The blonde laughed out loud.
“Do you think I'm interested in that mess of a girl? Yet I'm still wondering why you care about her.” She gently ran her finger across his chest. “I can show you a really gorgeous body.” Not expecting an answer, Shannon took off her peignoir and began to dance slowly.
“I'm gonna ask you one last time. How much money did you bet on?”
“Oh, God, relax. Millionaires don't work at the library. We don’t get paid that much for what we do. It was only a couple of people involved in the bet – three hundred dollars, probably.” Daniel was shocked and surprised at the same time.
“How much a librarian earns?”
“Dear Daniel, why are we talking about this? There are more pleasant things to do.”
“Well, you're right. Get down on your knees.”
“I'm not going to give you a blowjob,” Shannon laughed nervously.
“It’s not like I’m asking you. On your knees, move!”
“Who are you to give me orders? I'll call the security.” The woman went to the phone, pretending she would do it.
“Well, if you don't want me to be nice, I won’t be.” He quickly grabbed her on the way to the phone and threw her on the sofa. He pulled down his pants and put his semi-erect cock into her mouth.
“Suck on it, and don’t you try anything.” She tried to push Daniel away, but his hand was holding her neck. Considering the situation, the woman began to suck and lick his cock.
“Stronger and deeper. Can you do a ‘deep throat’?” Shannon slightly shook her head, trying to tell him “no”.
“Don’t worry – you’ll learn it.” Firmly holding her head, he rammed his cock deep into her mouth up to his balls. She coughed, and tears streamed from her eyes. Despite all her attempts to stop it, the man continued to fuck her in the mouth.
“I really like Jane, and I won’t let some cheap whore speak badly about my girl.” Daniel went to the other side of the couch and put the woman on it with her ass up. Suspecting something unusual, Shannon quickly said.
“I haven’t done anal sex before, you'll be the first. We’re gonna need some lubrication.”
“How would you know if you never had anal sex?” He turned her around.
“Women watch porn too, you know.”
Daniel stopped for a moment, then went down on his knees and ripped the panties on Shannon. He spread her legs wide and started licking her pussy. He did a couple circles with his tongue and Shannon started moaning.
“Yeah, yeah...oh yeah!” He played with her pussy a bit, and then went in – full length.
“While I'm fucking you, you should know one thing.” His cock went deep into her pussy. “I don't like blondes, and I fuck them only if I had a very bad day. Today is not just a bad day,” he continued to fuck her with the tip of his cock to get more lubrication, “today is a terrible day.” He took the cock out of her pussy and tried to stick in her ass slowly. Daniel slapped Shannon on the buttocks while pushing his cock in. “Relax.” He slapped her again. The tight hole gave way and he entered softly. The room was filled with woman's moans. “Do you like it, huh?” He continued to smack her on the ass, at the same time driving his cock in her up to the balls. In order to ease with the pain from the penetration, Shannon was rubbing her clit. Daniel went deep into her and changed the position - he put her on all fours, pressing her head to the floor. “Spread your legs wider and grab your ass with your hands.” The woman obeyed and Daniel began to fuck her in the ass while stroking her clit. "Because of these three hundred dollars, poor Jane is in the hospital with an allergy. I will fuck the life out of this bitch.” He had the feeling that it was Shannon who wanted to look at Jane's boyfriend in the first place.
“Daniel, stop, I can't take it anymore.” Waves of orgasm were covering her one by one. The man paused for a moment and pulled her by the hair to his face.
“Who are you to tell me when to stop? I'll fuck you until I cum, and it might take a while, because you don't really turn me on that much. However, if I think of another woman, this can be over sooner. Move your hips.”
Shannon's buttocks were burning red from Daniel’s slapping. She was slowly beginning to get used to that feeling of a cock inside her ass and tried to enjoy it. Daniel closed his eyes and remembered the figure of Jane in the underwear. Visualizing Jane in Shannon's place, he cummed inside of the girl. Leaving Shannon lying on the floor, he stood up and zipped up.
“Well, we could’ve done some more, but you don't turn me on.”
“You’re a bastard! I'll make her life miserable at work.” Shannon was examining what was left of her thongs.
Daniel grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to his face.
“If I ever find out that you gave Jane an angry look, I'll come back and hate fuck you. As far as I can see,” - he quickly gave her a look, “you enjoyed it.”
The phone rang. Daniel picked it up.
“Yes...great... thank you for calling. I'll be right there.”
Throwing another disparaging glance at Shannon, he grimaced in disgust and left, slamming the door.
Daniel rushed to the emergency room.
“Where is the Jane Shover?”
“Room 106.”
“Thank you.”
He entered the ward and felt even worse. Her face was pale. A nurse came into the ward after him.
“Why is she so pale?”
“Because she nearly escaped death.”
“Can you tell me what happened?”
“She had a severe allergic reaction to the lobster. Who was that idiot that gave it to her?”
“It was me...” The man lowered his head in shame. “I didn’t know that she was allergic to it. It was my fault.”
“Thank God she didn't fall into coma.” Jane opened her eyes slowly.
“What happened? Why am I in the hospital?”
“Honey, you had an allergic reaction, but it’s alright now.”
“Call me if you need me.” The nurse stepped out.
“Did I lose the bet?”
“No, here’s your money. Shannon gave it to me.” Daniel put three hundred dollars on the bedside table.
“Wow, that’s a lot of money. But I’m afraid it won’t be enough to pay the hospital bills.” She shook her head
in frustration.
“Don't even worry about it. Send me all the bills, I’ll pay them. After all, it was my fault.”
“I'll pay you back later.” Jane was afraid to look at him.
“You don't have to.” The guilt weighed on Daniel’s shoulders.
“Did they say when I can go home? I may afford to take a few days off, but not more. I don't want to lose my job.”
“Hold on, I'll ask.” Daniel was ready to do anything for her.
Jane was lying in bed and trying to get her thoughts together. She had no idea how to behave with Daniel now. Maybe she should call her aunt? She couldn't say they were in good relations, but a piece of advice wouldn't hurt. Plus, she’s also a woman. She took the phone and dialed the number.
“Hello, Aunt Amy. It's your niece – Jane.”
“Hello dear. How are you?”
“I’m not sure, I think I’m fine. I need to talk to you.”
“What happened?”
“It's not a phone conversation. I'm on vacation now and I'll be home in a couple of days.”
“OK. I’ll come by.”
Jane sighed in relief. After her parents died, Aunt Amy was the only one among her relatives who continued to communicate with Jane. Aunt Amy couldn't get on well with her daughter. She considered her too vulgar.
Daniel came back into the room.
“Head of the department said that you could discharged in a couple of days. There’s no risk to your health at the moment. I have a question for you. What are you going to wear when you'll go home?”
“I don't know yet. I’ll try to think of something tomorrow.”
“I still want to know. What are you going to do?” The man insistently wanted to offer his help.
“Daniel, I don't know. Maybe I'll ask Lucy to bring me some clothes.” She didn't really want to talk about it right now. “You've already helped me a lot and I don't want you to search through my wardrobe.”
“I saw you almost naked. I don’t think your wardrobe will surprise me that much.”
“You saw me almost naked, because I had no choice. You may be a millionaire, but I’m not that rich.” The girl almost shouted. “Yes, I didn't like this idea from the very beginning and now I regret asking you about it.”
“In this situation we both suffered enough. If you think that you owe me something, relax - we're even.” He sincerely hoped that Shannon wouldn't tell anyone about their sex.
“I'm tired. I need to have a rest. Maybe I'll see you later.” Jane pulled the blanket.
“Yes, of course. I'll come to check on you soon.” He left the room and closed the door gently.
Once she got home, Jane washed the clothes that Lucy gave her. She was afraid to give her the keys to her own apartment, so she just asked to bring some of her own clothes. Lucy brought a T-shirt and jeans. They were a little oversized for Jane, but still it was better than nothing. The doorbell rang. “Hold on, I'm already coming.”
Jane opened the door and got a little dumbfounded. Aunt Amy was standing in the doorway. Jane was surprised not by her visit, but by the way she looked.
“Auntie, did you decide to become a nun?” The woman was wearing a long grey dress with a thin white line on the front. The hair was under the bonnet, no make-up.
“Hello, my dear. I’m very glad to see you.” Her face was emotionless. “You called me and said that we needed to talk. I'm here to satisfy your request.”
“Yes, thank you for coming. But what happened to you? Why are you dressed like this? Is everything okay?”
“Everything’s fine. Let’s pray the Lord will forgive you for your words as you meant no harm.”
“Yes, but I believe I didn’t say anything wrong. Come in.”
“Thank you, I'll stand here so that Sarah could see the apartment you live in.”
“Sarah? As far as I remember, your daughter's name was Jessica.” Jane folded her arms. This situation was becoming unpleasant.
“Yes, Sarah is her new name. We repent and the Lord has accepted us. And I wish you the same.” A woman brushed an invisible speck of dust from her shoulder.
“Good for you, but I'm not in a hurry. God is always there for us – he'll wait. Would you like a drink? Coffee, tea, water?”
“Water, please. I’ll wait for Sarah here – here she comes.”
She heard loud voices in the hall. As they were approaching the apartment, they were becoming quieter and quieter. In a minute this strange company burst into Jane's apartment - Aunt Emma, Sarah and (much to Jane's surprise) Shannon.
“Hello, dear cousin,” said Sarah, trying to appear sweet and cuddly.
“Hi, Sarah-Jessica.” Jane escaped her hug.
“Who would’ve thought that you and my old friend Shannon knew each other? I met her in front of the house. She told me so much about you, and even more about your boyfriend. The way she described him to me... I'll have to confess twice, if I repeat those words here.”
Jane was looking at the visitors, slightly shocked. Sarah-Jessica was in the same dirty-gray dress, except for the length - it was ultra-mini.
“Tell me please, aunt, does God allow Sarah to look like this?” - Jane looked at the woman, wondering.
“Yes, he does.” No muscle moved on her face.
“And what about the low cut?” Jane couldn’t stop.
“My dear, you called me for something important. What happened to you?” Jane wanted to say that, in fact, there was nothing to tell about, especially considering the audience. Then someone knocked on the door again.
“I'll open it.” Sarah-Jessica went to open the door. A few seconds later, Daniel appeared in the hall.
“Shannon, please don't tell me that this is the boyfriend of our Jane. God, I'm all wet. Holy Mary, look at his stature, his hands, his torso.” She lost control for a second.
Daniel quickly realized what was going on, came up to Jane, and put his arms around her body.
“My dear, a day without you seems like an eternity,” he gently covered her mouth with a demanding kiss. Taking advantage of the situation, he decided to prolong the kiss and slowly began to explore her mouth with his tongue. It seemed like she was hit by the fever. Instinctively, she touched his tongue with the tip of hers, making him moan. He snuggled her closer, and his hand moved to her butt.
“Shall we leave you guys alone?” Shannon smiled spitefully.
“Can somebody tell me what's going on here?” Aunt Emmy tried to comprehend the situation.
“This is Daniel, Jane's boyfriend.” Shannon was enjoying every piece of it. Daniel finished kissing Jane and looked at Shannon in disdain.
“Hello. Honey, why don’t you introduce me to other ladies here? Is this your family?”
“This is my Aunt Amy and her daughter Sarah.” The girl was still under the impression from that kiss.
“It’s nice to meet you all. Sarah, you look great.”
“Thank you, Daniel.” The girl undid yet another button on her dress and her breasts were now almost falling out of it.
“Jane, did Daniel tell you about the time we had together?” Shannon's eyes flashed with a spark.
“N-no.” The girl looked at Daniel in confusion.
“I assure you that what she is about to say means nothing.” The man felt that the storm was coming.
“How dare you say that? When his cock roughly plunges into your pussy, that’s ‘something.’ When he rudely grabs you by the hair and fucks you doggy-style in the ass, that’s also ‘something,’ I assure you. He can fuck you with the tip of his cock, going just a few centimeters in and drive you almost mad, but it probably also ‘means nothing.’”
“Lord, those details, I think I’m going to cum now.” Sarah was gently stroking her breasts.
“D-Daniel, can we step out for a couple of seconds? I need some fresh air.”
“Of course, my darling. Whatever you say.” The man hurried to bring the girl out of this mess, trying to come up with excuses.
Th
e girl sighed as she stepped out in the hall.
“Jane, I don’t know…”
“Daniel, I think I understand it. Or maybe I don’t. Perhaps, she came to your place all by herself, tied you up and had sex with you? On the other hand, I don’t really own you. And of course, I can’t make you wear the chastity belt.” The girl was shocked and surprised. It seemed like she was talking to her conscience and trying to justify the man’s actions. “I don’t even know if I can trust her. I’m sorry, but I have to see the guests to the door and take a walk outside.”
Having said this, Jane walked back into the apartment like she was hypnotized.
The whiskey sparkled brightly in the glass. Daniel raised the glass, studying it carefully. He spent the last two hours at the bar near his home. He kept thinking about what Jane said. It’s not like he was angry with her, no, it’s just that she took it all way too lightly.
“Another hard day?” The brown-haired girl, who was sitting next to him, gave Daniel a promising smile.
“No, it’s just the people in general, they’re assholes. Bartender, one more drink for me.”
“Sir, I think you’re good.” The bartender didn’t seem to hurry with the order.
“Let me decide, when I am good,” Daniel almost threw the empty glass from the counter, but got his act together. He saw the bartender exchanging looks with someone. That someone was Daniel’s driver. “Hey, Raul, how’s it going? Let’s have a drink together!”
“I wish I could, sir, but I have to make sure you get home safely. And, in case you’ve forgotten, you have an important meeting tomorrow… morning.”
“Screw all these meetings! I want to let myself go tonight.”
“Sir, if you don’t go, I will have to carry you out of here.”
Daniel finally gave up, got up on his feet and walked after Raul. It didn’t really occur to him sober, that the driver was twice his size – there was hardly any point in struggling.
The elevator doors opened and Daniel saw the “reason” behind his binge. Jane was standing there going through some papers. Her light-grey business suit was very stylish, as well as the lip gloss and glasses that she was wearing. He felt aroused.