for me to get her to the bathroom before I fucked her.”
While waiting outside the club, Jeremy’s face grew dark. He was brooding as he
always did when life did not go his way.
“Let’s get back to the hotel to get our stuff. We are heading home tonight.
I’m ready to be in our own bed,” he growled.
Jeremy picked up his phone. “Peters, I want you to send a driver to pick us
up. We are cutting this vacation short. Yes, now. No, not tomorrow – Now.
Figure it out by the time I get back to the hotel and have my shit packed.
Within ten minutes, the local driver appeared, ready to take us to the hotel.
“What a cluster fuck,” Jeremy groaned, as he slipped into the limo.
Jeremy was surprisingly quiet as he texted frantically. I could only imagine
what he was doing to try to stop the inevitable. I sent a quick message to Vicky.
Caitlyn: Sorry. I misread the signals. He was into it. He even got off.
Vicky: It’s ok. I knew he would flip if anyone touched me. I can’t say I
understand why you would want anyone else after my 15 minutes in
heaven with Jeremy. He’s eager to please.
Caitlyn: So you aren’t mad?
Vicky: Tad confessed everything. He was crying and pleading for me to
forgive him. Good old Tad. Good for 2 min and then roll over and sleep.
Sorry you didn’t get any. Tell Jeremy to make it up to you.
What the hell? She is talking to me like this was a casual thing. ‘Yeah, I justfucked your husband. Sorry, mine is a shitty lay. I could just die.’
Caitlyn: I’m sorry, Vicky. I didn’t mean to mess up your life. I had
stupidly told J about our convo and I guess he thought that meant it was a go. When I saw you kissing him, I thought it was ok.
Vicky: It was the most action I have had in ages. I’m ok but Tad left to
get air. He’s a dumb fuck. He doesn’t think I did anything. I’m going to
get a diamond bracelet out of this for sure.
Caitlyn: Oh?
Vicky: He thinks you two are at fault. He thinks your husband was
taking advantage of me and you set it up. I’ll let him cool down. I won’t
tell him your husband gave me the best O of my entire life. If Tad
wouldn’t have stopped me, I could have OO. You’re a lucky bitch.
Maybe the 3 of us should have a go?
Yeah, she is on her own. She doesn’t need my protection. Poor Tad.
Caitlyn: Yeah. He does do that well. I hope Tad doesn’t do anything
rash.
Vicky: I’ll tell him it was just a bad joke. We were all drunk. J and I just danced while he was getting serviced. He’ll be embarrassed. I’ll make
him believe he took advantage of you.
Did she just call me a hooker?
Vicky: Night, hun. It will blow over. Maybe we can try again and leave
Tad out of it. I have the perfect replacement.
