An intimate moment

He quickly pulled back from the door and looked to Crystal with a clear shock on his face.

"What? What did you see?" Crystal asked.

John said nothing, but waved her over to take a look. Crystal stuck her head in and saw it too. There, at the foot of the bed with the pink duvet, was a beautiful, blonde haired woman giving a blowjob to a very large, very muscly, black man. She was wearing a skin tight, metallic silver, very short dress, red thigh-high stockings, and black stilettos. The black man had nothing on, but was sporting one of the, if not the, largest cock that John had ever seen. Not only was it long, it was thick. Thick enough that the blonde could barely get her mouth around, how she managed to get some of it into her throat was beyond John.

He, in shock, and Crystal, biting her lip, stood there and watched as the blonde woman worked her magic on the black man. Eventually, John noticed that Crystal had start rubbing her tits and her nipples were poking through the thin material. Soon her hands moved south and began rubbing her crotch. While she was very much enjoying the show, John had begun to wonder why Crystal was showing him this particular apartment. Reluctantly, he tore his eyes away from the display in front of him and searched for some clues. He found one quickly enough, but didn't like what he learned. Yet again, a piece of mail held the answer. It was addressed to: Tiffany Zuske.

That's my last name and I'm an only child...it has to be a coincidence. It has to be. John reassured himself.

But if it was just a coincidence, why would Crystal have brought me here? The doubts were starting to creep in on him. When he remembered what the thread was on 4chan that brought him here, he realized this must be him on the other side of the coin. He dropped the piece of mail to the floor and looked up to see Crystal staring directly at him.

"Figured it out, have you?" She said with a smirk.

"It can't be, that cannot be me." John tried to convince himself to no avail.