The Bargaining Chip

Andrea's point of view;

I know it's wrong. He belonged to someone else. But as I lie here, in my bed, and look at his naked body, I can't help myself.

He is a fucking machine. His body is perfect. Muscles everywhere, six pack abs, a sexy ass, and a dick that stays hard forever. He's been at my apartment throughout the night, and we haven't slept. We've tried every position, he made me climax every time. He ate me out until I was almost screaming. I sucked him off, and swallowed each time. He bent me over in the shower and I had to hold onto the wall or I'll fall over. There were no sheets on my bed...they've been pushed off hours ago. He said he had to go. He had to go to work. He was still naked, and the look in his eyes said he was gonna be a little late. I lay on my back, legs spread wide, and touched myself. He was hard again. Without a word he pounced on me and rammed himself deep inside of me. This is what I like. I want his cock in me. All the time. We didn't kiss. Kiss means love, and we weren't in love. This was just sex. He was working up a sweat as he pounded into me. I felt him come deep inside. He pulled out and got to his knees. He said he had to go, and reminded me that I have work to do today. I know I did...it was work I didn't want to think about doing.

He got dressed, in his police uniform. He liked teasing me, and had his dick hanging out of his zipper. I laughed and told him to take care of that...I want it later.

He said he'll be back tonight, with a sly smile on his face.

"Bye Andrea."

"Bye Shane."

After he left I got out of bed. I looked around my apartment and laughed. If someone came through here with one of those black lights I'd be in trouble. There were come stains everywhere. I pulled what sheets were left off my bed, and put them in the hamper. I walked around and straightened up the apartment. I locked the door, and opened up a few windows to get fresh air. I took a hot shower, reluctantly washing away Shane's sweat, saliva and cum.

I got dressed, my favorite jeans and tee shirt. I drove over to my mom's house, and saw my sister's car there. I knew they were busy. I was here to help.

I walked in the house, and was greeted by my mom, cousins, and of course, Amy. She wanted to show me the latest plans. The invitations arrived, and I took a good look at them.

I started helping my sister plan her wedding to Shane Walsh. As his come was dripping out of my cunt, I was watching my sister try on her wedding dress.

I didn't care.

Shane's point of view:

She's a good fuck. Add her name to the list.