My Sister Made Me
Chapter 22
Alex
Saturday morning
Kenny was nowhere to be seen, and neither was her escort nor her twin sister. People in masks were all around her as the suave, older gentleman led her into the room with the odd-looking cushioned table.
She heard her own voice, but it sounded far away.
"You're dangerous."
"Only in the most delightful ways," the older man assured her.
Clutching his arm tighter, she couldn't help but feel a little enamored with him. Realizing that she still didn't know his name, she turned to regard him.
"So, what do I call you?" she asked.
"Will 'Daddy' be okay?"
She laughed, seeing the humor in his eyes.
"Kidding, my sweet. You may call me Charles," he amended.
Charles, that was his name. Of course!
A blindfold was taken from his pocket and slowly pulled over her eyes, she felt her heart beating faster.
Several sets of hands were slowly pulling her clothes off, then Charles was tenderly guiding her to the table and helping her lay on top of it.
More hands roamed over her body, a cock pushed between her fingers, another between her lips. Someone was eating her pussy, then fucking her, someone else taking her ass. The blindfold slipped.
A man in a mask.
Alex opened her eyes groggily and looked around. Momentarily lost, she gave herself a second to get her bearings, realizing that she was safe in Bryce's room. She closed her eyes once more, seeing the man from her dream again in her mind. He was older, seemed sophisticated, undeniably handsome, and... she paused, frowning.
The image of him was oddly getting harder to recall. He seemed to grow hazy as she sat up and rubbed her temples. A few moments later, she couldn't recall her dream at all.
Movement beside her caused her to look over, seeing the attractive nude buttocks of her boyfriend. Raising a single eyebrow as she continued to admire his rump, she stared approvingly for a bit longer before looking over toward his head and seeing him smirking at her.
"Shut up," she muttered sleepily, laying back down and snuggling up to him.
He laughed but didn't speak, pulling her tight and causing her to turn away from him as he snuggled close.
"Doing better this morning?" he asked after several minutes of warm, comfortable silence and snuggling.
"Mmm," she muttered, already drifting back to sleep. "I guess," she said. "Don't remember much."
"Nothing to worry about," he said after a few moments had passed. "I was with you the whole time."
She felt his hand release its hold on her waist, then moving down between them as he adjusted himself. His lips found her neck and she sighed softly. The kisses became more emphatic as his hands moved to roughly maul her breasts.
He shifted in bed and moved up to his knees. Turning toward him, she saw him knee-walking up toward her head. She opened her mouth and looked down at his crotch, the crown pushing inside as his hand pulled at the back of her head.
***
Gentle thrusts... the taste of flesh.
His weight on top of her, thrusting inside.
Intense arousal, waves of pleasure crashing down on her.
Being moved to her knees. She obeys.
Someone in her mouth. Another voice.
The bed moving.
Another voice. She's carried somewhere.
The carpet is rough on her skin.
The front door opens. Familiar laughing. Her own voice.
She yawned, stretching as she looked around. She was on the couch, Bryce nowhere to be seen. She looked around and found that she was naked. It wasn't all that concerning since she was at Bryce's and knew she was safe at his place.
After a few minutes of letting herself wake up, she managed to sit up, then stand shortly after. Glancing around, she found that the living room, dining area, and kitchenette were all empty. Turning, she padded softly to Bryce's room, but that was empty as well.
On the bed her clothes were laid out nicely, as were her phone and purse. Right underneath was a piece of paper, a note written on it. She stepped over and grabbed it.
"Babe. Sorry to leave you like that, but I had to get to work and I didn't want to wake you. You seemed extra tired. Call me when you wake up and I'll take you home."
It was signed by Bryce.
She checked her phone and saw that it was around noon, then momentarily panicked when she tried to recall what time she was working that day. She was calmed a moment later when she remembered that she didn't work until 6:00 that evening and knew that she had plenty of time.
Grabbing her phone, she unlocked it and sent a quick message off to Bryce.
"Morning baby. I'll just get my sister to take me home. I had fun last night, though I'm still pretty exhausted. I'll text you later."
She shot a message off to Toni asking if she could get a ride, but got a reply moments later that she was already working. Frowning, Alex wondered if she was going to have to bug her boyfriend after all, but then just decided to call an Uber.
Once home, she crashed into bed again getting some much-needed sleep. waking several hours later and starting to get ready for work.
The evening went as expected. It was crazily busy, and her section stayed full for most of the night, causing her shift to fly by. Her twin's car wasn't in the parking lot when she left, and she hoped that she was already at home.
As she entered her own bedroom, she was happy to see Toni already waiting for her. After a quick rinse off, she toweled herself dry and climbed in with her twin.
Toni hadn't spoken though she was obviously still awake.
"Mad at me?" Alex whispered as she snuggled up behind her.
"No," she said quietly.
Alex slid her arms around her and pulled her close, enjoying how soft her twin felt.
"You okay?" Toni murmured.
"I guess." It took a few seconds to reply, and Toni had turned over just as she spoke, the concern clear on her face even in the dim light of the bedroom.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Nothing. Just more weird dreams. I must be getting worn out from work and school and everything. It feels like nights are bleeding into my days."
Toni frowned at her, then reached up to start fiddling with Alex's hair. "I'm not sure I follow."
"It's like I keep seeing people in masks," she said, frowning, "but it's always at the edge of my vision or like off in the distance for just a split second. I turn and focus on it and it's not there.
"Masks again," Toni commented, her eyes staring straight into Alex's.
Alex couldn't explain it anymore than she already had, so she didn't respond other than to nod and shrug.
"I'll bet you're right," Toni said, surprising her. "You're probably just tired. I'll bet you'll feel better in the morning."
