AN - Hero

Ana does not like being treated like a hero.

You don’t mind it, though. They upgrade her room to a honeymoon suite that’s much nicer than the little cabin you were sharing, not that you minded that. You admire the beautiful view and fancy accommodations while you wait for Ana to come back for the night. You take a long bubble bath and put on a soft robe.

You flop on the huge bed and turn on the TV, finding an action movie about corrupt cops shooting each other. Perfect. You order some champagne from room service and get comfy. You don’t expect Ana back anytime soon. Fareeha’s relationship status is a sensitive spot, but Ana loves her daughter and wants to see her. She’ll spend as much time with her as she can.

Wrong. Dead wrong.

It’s not even eight PM when she storms in, a big contrast between her light, red, summer dress and straw hat and demeanor, which is simmering rage.

You sit up in surprise.

“You’re early,” you say.

“What?” she snaps, dropping her little purse and kicking off her shoes. “Angela! Argh!” She’s doing everything but shaking her fist at the sky.

“Are they OK?”

“Everyone is fine!”

Uh… no. Ana’s not. You’ve seen her like this before, though. And you know how to get the tension out of her. You discreetly undo the belt of your robe and open it, lying back and watching her as she helps herself to champagne. She drinks the whole glass, then turns and looks at you. Your nude body is in view, and your soft cock rests on your belly as you lie invitingly on the bed in your open robe.

She puts down the champagne glass, scowling at you. But you have her attention. Just like Angela probably can’t resist Fareeha, she can’t resist you. That just pisses her off more.