Vanilla Sex

Hell No

Chapter 5

Hell No

Vanessa licked harder. Brad put his hands under the table and grabbed her hair. Vanessa glided down harder on his dick due to the movement. Even that did not get a rise out of him. Damn fucking Emma. Little Miss Goody-two-shoes kept screwing him over. He released his hold on Vanessa and asked the waitress for another beer. Beautiful Vanessa, who usually made him come with just a look, was working her ass off, and all he could think about was Emma. If Emma were screwing him in public, his dick would be standing at attention. Hell, the thought of her beautiful mouth wrapped around him made him hard. He heard Vanessa purr of approval.

Brad looked across the table at Elizabeth. She smiled and started to unbutton her shirt. She looked at her partner and said, "Let's give Brad something else to think about." Mike released her breast from the lacy cup and started toying with the nipple. Elizabeth's hand slipped under the table. It was clear she was pleasuring herself.

"Oh my God, Marilyn Monroe is hot and does not have a collar." Billy Ray's voice made Brad's head snap up. The hairs on the back of his neck stood at attention. There was no way that Emma would come to a place like this. There was just no fucking way. Ms. Goody Two Shoes would not even be aware that a bar catering to carnal desires existed.

As Brad looked at the two women who had entered, his heart started to pound. "What the fuck? "

Emma was here; it just wasn't possible. Except that the girl next to Ms. Monroe sure as hell looked like Sury, and he knew Sury was into the lifestyle (and no, he had not fucked her).

Billy Ray slid up to Emma. "Hello there, little lady."

Yeah, Billy Ray thought he was a real cowboy. He saw that Emma smiled at him and heard Sury's husky laugh. Then, he saw the damn asshole French kiss Ms. Damn Goody Two shoes. Hot damn, she didn't even protest. What the fuck? She had to be drunk. How the hell did she even know Sury? Brad rose from his chair. His dick was on prominent display. Yep, Emma always managed to get a rise from him. Vanessa purred like a cat while her tongue trailed over his dick and up his chest. Emma was clearly too interested in Billy. She did not even see him. What the hell was she planning on doing? Did she think she was going to screw Billy without his permission? Her ass would be red by the time he was done beating some sense into her.