This choice: Becky frowns, as you drive to your home. • Go Back...Chapter #6Becky frowns, as you drive to your home. by: Mr. George   Looking across, you see Becky more than willing to fuck you, right here, right now. But in the mirror you see the police officer is still too near for you to be comfortable breaking the law.
You wonder if it's your expanded member, or physiology, that is urging you to break the law. But you don't know this dimension as well, as Mark, and you don't know it's court system. So, with a flick of the dashboard the dimension change control fade to black, and the traditional car control brighten into existence. With a swipe of your hand, the steering wheel, flows over to your side, and you feel pedals exude out of the flooring.
Taking one last look in the mirror, you see the police drive away. Closer to hand, you see that both Mark, and Jennie are fast asleep in the back seat. The smile on Mark's face is one of satiated, exhaustion. While Jennie, still looks a little needy. You spare one last look at the siren beside you. Her tongue wetting her lips to a glossy sheen. You barely suppress a groan, as you take in her incredible body. But you are sure she's not going to be unwilling by the time you arrive home.
Part of you feels guilty at taking advantage of her in this form. But you feel sure that her memories will also be fogged with a haze of her sexual needs, and you can blame your own libido, too.
Putting your home address in, you drive off, allowing the lovers time to recuperate, undisturbed.
Becky pouts furiously, once it's clear that she'll have to wait.
The traffic is light, as you go, and you reach home quickly and hassle-free. You take time to check the address, once you arrive. Surely this enormous mansion can't be your home. But the sat-nav confirms your arrival, so you head up the drive to the house. The lawn is well kept on either side, and a high hedge protects your privacy from your neighbours.
In the back of the car, you see that Jennie, and Mark are still fast asleep.
Getting out, Becky actually seems distracted, and impressed.
"Woah... You must be a -real- important man." she cooed.
"A real big man." Her hand stroking your inner thigh at the appropriate time.
You leave the sleeping beauties in the car, and the car in front of the house.
The front door swings smoothly open as you approach.
"I wanna explore... Grey..." she bounces excitedly on her toes. Her bust rippling and rolling in sympathy.
"Shall I take care of your big problem?" she asks.
Anticipating your answer, she sinks to her knees in front of you, and starts to fumble with your zipper. This is undeniably pleasant, but you suspect that Jennie is just Mark's latest fuck buddy, and you see that Becky has kept her chestnut eyes. You don't want to take advantage of her... her ... well her.
Gently you pat her head, "In time, sweetie, Let's go exploring." you help her back to her feet, and lead her around your mansion.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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