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sidhe_faerieTitle: Closets
Character: Shelly Hastings
Prompt: Trapped (I1)
Word Count: 373
Rating: PG-13
Content Notes/Warnings: Nudity and sex, cursing
Shelly was dressed in all black with a knit cap over her bleached blond hair. She had let herself into the hotel room of her client’s husband with a pass card she had lifted out of a bellman’s pocket. She was looking for signs of a woman in the room.
She had just opened the closet when she heard someone jiggle the handle of the door. She ducked inside and closed the door. She looked through the slats in the louver door.
The man, who Shelly recognized as her client’s husband, came in and threw his coat on the chair. “Darling, why don't you open the bottle of wine? I need to make a call.”
A full busted brunette sat down on the bed and pulled off her heels.
“Honey, I've just got in.” The man said out of Shelly’s line of sight. “I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. ….. Love you too! I'll be home tomorrow afternoon. See you then.”
The woman striped down to her panties and walked off to get glasses for the wine.
The man walked back into sight and started to strip.
Shelly wrinkled her nose when she saw his big flabby belly.
The woman came back and handed him a hotel glass full of wine. So the old ball and chain is handled. “Gawd! How do you stand it? She's so fucking annoying.”
“If she ever finds out about us, she’ll take me to the cleaners.” The man downed the wine. “Come here, you!
The woman laughed then bounced on the bed. “You come to me. You know you want to bang me.”
He laughed. “That was my goal.” He got on the bed and stripped off her panties and threw them behind him. “Open wide!”
“Oh you want that do you?” She giggles and pushed him down and started giving him oral sex.
Shelly covered her eyes and took a deep breath. This was going to be a long night.
She wasn't wrong. After they had finished having sex they drank the rest of the wine and went to sleep.
Shelly quietly came out of the closet and slipped out the door. She was going to bill her client extra for sure.
Character: Shelly Hastings
Prompt: Trapped (I1)
Word Count: 373
Rating: PG-13
Content Notes/Warnings: Nudity and sex, cursing
Shelly was dressed in all black with a knit cap over her bleached blond hair. She had let herself into the hotel room of her client’s husband with a pass card she had lifted out of a bellman’s pocket. She was looking for signs of a woman in the room.
She had just opened the closet when she heard someone jiggle the handle of the door. She ducked inside and closed the door. She looked through the slats in the louver door.
The man, who Shelly recognized as her client’s husband, came in and threw his coat on the chair. “Darling, why don't you open the bottle of wine? I need to make a call.”
A full busted brunette sat down on the bed and pulled off her heels.
“Honey, I've just got in.” The man said out of Shelly’s line of sight. “I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. ….. Love you too! I'll be home tomorrow afternoon. See you then.”
The woman striped down to her panties and walked off to get glasses for the wine.
The man walked back into sight and started to strip.
Shelly wrinkled her nose when she saw his big flabby belly.
The woman came back and handed him a hotel glass full of wine. So the old ball and chain is handled. “Gawd! How do you stand it? She's so fucking annoying.”
“If she ever finds out about us, she’ll take me to the cleaners.” The man downed the wine. “Come here, you!
The woman laughed then bounced on the bed. “You come to me. You know you want to bang me.”
He laughed. “That was my goal.” He got on the bed and stripped off her panties and threw them behind him. “Open wide!”
“Oh you want that do you?” She giggles and pushed him down and started giving him oral sex.
Shelly covered her eyes and took a deep breath. This was going to be a long night.
She wasn't wrong. After they had finished having sex they drank the rest of the wine and went to sleep.
Shelly quietly came out of the closet and slipped out the door. She was going to bill her client extra for sure.