Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 24098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“Wow,” I stay, unable to find any other word to describe my disbelief. “Are you okay?”
“Oh, I’m fine. But what about you, Morg?” Katrina smiles at her bestie. “You went to visit your favorite history teacher from high school, didn’t you?” she teases.
My eyes widen as I quickly turn to look at the blonde girl, who shrugs and smiles secretively.
“Maybe,” she twirls her hair around her finger a few times before dropping the act and letting out an excited squeal. “Okay, yeah I totally did and it was so wrong in so many ways.”
By now, I know I should be bracing myself, so I take a deep breath and tell myself to show no emotion. Sure enough, Morgan doesn’t let me down.
“Okay, well, I told Mr. Hunter that my parents were going to be busy working during Christmas, and I was like, ‘Oh, I’m so sad that I’m going to be alone during the holidays’ and blah, blah, blah,” Morgan rolls her eyes. “So he agreed to let me come over to stay at his house so we could catch up because his daughter was going to be out of the house and because I was one of his favorite students too. The first couple of days were kind of boring but then—”
“Then what?” Katrina breathes, leaning forward with her eyes wide.
Morgan giggles. “Then on the day before Christmas Eve, I was taking a shower in his bathroom, and Mr. Hunter ‘accidentally’ walked in on me. I had been teasing him for a while by that point, so I didn’t even hesitate. I literally opened the shower stall door, and pulled him in, and finally, we fucked. It was so hot and so good.”
“Very nice,” Katrina nods with approval. “How was it? Was he as good as you thought he’d be? Sometimes with older guys, it can be a letdown.”
“No, Mr. Hunter wasn’t a letdown,” Morgan sighs, smiling as she stares into the distance, seeing nothing. “He was incredible and even better than I anticipated. He’s like fifty so yeah, at first I was worried that he wouldn’t be able to keep up with me, but it was for no reason because he has the stamina of a man twenty years younger. Not only that, but he works out a lot so Mr. Hunter was able to pick me up and fuck me in all sorts of positions. It was literally so hot to be thrown around like a doll.”
“Hell yeah, you’re his sex doll,” Katrina purrs.
“I guess I am, aren’t I?” Morgan agrees with a smirk. “I loved it so much. We spent all day and all night in bed for the remainder of my vacation, and … dun dun dun.”
“What?” Katrina asks. “What happened?”
Morgan smirks.
“I let him put it in my butt, what else?”
Katrina smirks. “And it was amazing right? I did that with my four guys too,” she says in a self-righteous tone.
Morgan nods.
“Yeah, it was real good. And Mr. Hunter kept telling me that he’d never had better sex in his life because apparently, his ex-wife was super vanilla and wouldn’t let him do half the things he wanted to do in bed. So I promised him that the next time I came to visit, we could try out some of those things,” Morgan wiggles her brows and lets out a loud cackle.
“Like what?” Katrina asks quickly.
“He’s apparently really into all sorts of clamps, not to mention bukkake and golden showers,” Morgan smirks. “But that’s all I’ll say.”
Katrina screams with laughter.
“Golden showers? Are you shitting me, girl? Do you even know what that is?”
“I do,” Morgan says with a smug expression. “And I want to try it too. I hear it feels good.” At this point, I’m ready to crawl under the rug, but then the blonde girl turns to me. “So now you know all about our vacations, but what about you, Cleo? You’ve been super quiet this whole time. Did you have any fun over the break?”
“No,” I shake my head quickly, while looking down at the floor. “Nope, nothing really. My life is boring.”
After all, I don’t think that telling them that I had sex with my mom’s ex-husband is a great idea, and besides, I don’t trust these two. There’s something shifty about Katrina and Morgan that makes me recoil.
“Oh, of course,” Katrina says in a condescending voice while turning away. “Let me guess: you’re still a virgin, right?”
“Of course she is!” Morgan nods while sending Katrina a look. “And that’s totally fine! Don’t worry, Cleo, because it just takes some people a while longer to find a willing partner. I’m sure that if you keep your head up and eyes peeled, you’ll eventually come across some guy who will settle for—I mean, who will want to be with you.”
“Yeah, and I suggest you try looking around the science club or coding society first,” Katrina giggles under her breath. “That sounds about right for a big girl.”