Back to Carlos's place

Lauren had been to Carlos's rather nice apartment just a handful of times. She came over for dinner once where he had cooked her this extravagant Latin meal put on some romantic background music and brought out his best charm. Lauren had enjoyed it all soaking up all the flattery enjoying every compliment but in the end Carlos was left dry as she always found some excuse to go home. It was quite frustrating just when thing seemed to get hotter Carlos was always let down and left in the cold. Lauren thought back to some of those nights as she walked around his apartment now.

She was compulsively cleaning and dusting thinking fondly about there night together and what could have been. If only she would have stayed maybe he would have accepted her as she truly was she thought as she dusted off some some of his modern looking lamps that were lit at a dim romantic tone. Sure he might of been disappointed by her heavily padded bra and over all lack of tits at first but he might have got past all that she wondered as she meticulously swept his hard wood floors. Carlos was a boob man for sure but Lauren had so much more to offer she continued to think warmly as she organized his glass coffee table straightening out his sports illustrated magazines.

A subtle knock could be heard and Lauren searched around with her eyes wondering what it could be. She made her way into the kitchen and wiped down the counters all while noticing that the knock seemed to continue. Her thoughts drifted off again and Lauren fantasized a life with Carlos and where things could go and her heart began to flutter. But where was he she began to wonder thoughts being interrupted again by that knocking sound that seemed more frequent now. Lauren decided to investigate the sound as it got louder and more frequent. She went back through the living room and and down down the dark that lead to Carlos's bedroom.

She had never been in his bedroom before never quite getting this far but she often fantasized what it would be like and the things they might do. The door was shut and she politely knocked hearing the sound coming from the other side. After waiting a bit with no response Lauren decided to try the know to find out it was not locked. She had expected Carlos would be waiting and she could finally tell him how she felt and maybe they could carry on with there lives together.

What she did see was quite the shock as she stared wide eyed at his king sized bed. Carlos wasn't alone and she instantly recognized Tiffany her former secretary and everything came flooding back to her in an instant. The magician that hypnotized her at the magic show, the awful nude dance at the strip club even the ride over here where she took a backseat while the two of them flirted the whole time. And here was Tiffany nude sweaty and wildly riding Carlos to a mutual orgasm as they both collapsed in a heap before noticing her.

The shame and humiliation flooded her mind as she looked away only to glance at her image in Carlos's full body mirror. She couldn't believe it she was dressed from head to toe like some slutty French maid. Except the outfit did little to flatter her body. Tiffany smirked like a Cheshire cat not bothering to cover her perfect set of double DD breasts still glistening with sweat. Just the sight of Tiffany's bare tits brought a twinge of shame and jealousy throughout Lauren's whole body as she stood there frozen in place at the foot of Carlos's bed. With smirk of triumph across her face Tiffany said "Since you are here you can...........