Bill gets to parade around Morgan in the two thousand dollar outift YOU bought!

Ok. So I’m pretty tipsy on a Wednesday afternoon. I got it off, so sue me! Anyway, after chatting with a certain someone, I got this idea, and really had it fleshed out (and a little input from Bill). Again, he was either too scared or not interested in much but chatting to add it himself. Here goes my try at being the submissive girl! This is going to be much meaner to the “bf”. It’s more in line with the way this branch of the story is, after all. So brace yourself. For some reason, treating the "ex" that way gets me soooo hot.

You watched with abject horror as Morgan sat in front of the large mirror and finished straightening her hair. She had on make-up, and accentuated the look with her new hoop earrings. She looked stunning. You sat there with a massive erect…ahem….an erection! Your little cock was pressing against your jeans at the site of your girlfriend.

Morgan puckered her lips and then smacked then on a tissue paper. She didn’t have too much lipstick, but it was enough. She looked dressed to fucking kill. She rubbed lotion on her long lean legs to make then almost shine in the light. Then she pulled on the black high heels you had recently bought for her. You’re deluded ass sat looking at the phone hoping she would call you for a night out. She then put on her silver choker necklace and looked in the mirror. You almost creamed your fucking pants she looked so good.

Your pathetic heart sank when her own phone rang on the bathroom counter. She sighed and picked it up. You didn’t know who it was. Well, maybe you did, you just didn’t want to believe it. She confirmed your suspicion when she stated rather annoyed, “YES! I’m ready!”

You watched from your computer as Morgan went to the couch in her living room. She opened a bottle of wine and poured herself a large glass. She drank it down like a fucking shot. She poured another glass and did the same. Her third glass went down slower. She sipped it nervously as she checked her phone. About ten minutes later, it beeped. She looked at the phone and put her hands over her face. “What am I doing?”

She stood up and picked up her purse. She had completed the two thousand dollar outfit! She walked out the door, and you heard nothing. You could see nothing. You ran to your car, knowing where Bill’s work event/dinner was being held. The reception was in the back of a restaurant. You drove like a bat out of hell to get there. When you arrived, you sighed in relief. Bill’s car wasn’t there.

You’re heart sunk again, as it would all night, when his car showed up. You saw two heads in the car, and ducked down low. Bill got out and ran around to open the passenger door. That’s when you saw that your girlfriend HAD come with him. She came out in the sexy black mini-dress, completely uncomfortable. You couldn’t hear what they were saying.

Bill put his arm around her waist and escorted her to the front door of the restaurant. Well, he sort of pushed her forward was a better word. You waited until they were inside to follow yourself. Making you way in, you went to the bar outside the back room. You were hidden from sight, or at least no one was looking for your perverted ass. You watched from the front room.

Bill was parading around your girlfriend as his own. He was casually introducing her to everyone in the room. She merely smiled and nodded, shaking hands. You could tell she was very uneasy. Your asshole friend than took her to the bar and ordered drinks. He made the sign for “two”. The bartender came back with a mixed drink, a beer, and TWO SHOTS! You gulped your heart down your throat watching Morgan almost rip the shot out of Bill’s hand. She clearly needed to be drunk. But why?

She seemed to lighten up a bit, but she hung behind Bill. She politely talked to the wives and other girlfriends of Bill’s work associates. They seemed to give Morgan compliments on her dress. It surprised you. Originally, you thought she’d be branded a “whore”, but apparently, she was the “bell of the ball” and Bill was currently the “cock of the walk” with her in tow. As the night progressed she drank more shots, and anything Bill bought her. They had dinner next to each other at a table with several other of his co-workers. Bill was clearly ready to pay for everything.

As the night winded down, Bill’s arm was around her waist. She was still not her usual outgoing self, seemingly distressed. As the crowd thinned, the younger people stayed. More drinks for Bill and Morgan and more rounds for everyone. All on Bill.

Finally, you watched them walk out with several people around them. As they walked by you put your voyeuristic head down to avoid being seen. Like anyone would notice you. You could hear a red-haired girl ask Morgan, “Are you sure its ok to go to your house for late night?”

Morgan looked at Bill. He winked with that asshole smile on his face. “It’s fine,” she sighed, a little upset. He had obviously invited people to her place. His place was no good, as he lived at fucking home with his parents.

When everyone was gone, you paid your tab and ran to your car. Like a NASCAR racer you sped home and opened your computer. The party was starting without you, apparently, as there were several people in Morgan’s home. She was a polite hostess and offered everyone drinks. She was still upset, and it was visible in her face. She was almost red.

She excused herself and went to the bathroom. Not the guest bathroom, but the master bathroom connected to her room. When she came back into her room, you saw that Bill was standing by the bed. “You seem upset?” He leered at her.

“I’m not here to fucking entertain your asshole work friends Bill!” She put her hands over her breasts and crossed them defensively.

Bill’s eyes looked at her legs. “You just need to loosen up!” He said. He closed the gap between them and grabbed her arm rather forcefully. He then basically threw her onto the bed. Again you wanted to go over there and fight him, but you couldn’t really do that. He’d kick your ass right in front of her. Bill wasn’t a man who debated things in his head. He was a doer. And you watched this as he had his hands on your girlfriend’s knees while she tried to squirm away. Both you and Morgan were shocked when his hands reached up her mini-dress and pulled down her panties with one motion. Then, he buried his head between her legs. The hem of her dress was over his head, and she struggled, but he pried her legs open with ease and kept a grip on them. His head was moving rapidly though you couldn’t see it.

When Morgan’s eyes shot open, and she cried out, you knew he was eating her out. “OH MY GOD BILL STOP!” She pleaded. He didn’t. He wouldn’t. Why would he? He continued his ****, and you saw your girlfriend accept this fate. She pushed her head back onto the pillows. You turned on the split screen to see Bill’s work buddies just having a good time. All the while Bill was in Morgan’s room, with his tongue in her pussy. “HOLY SHIT!” Morgan said with wide eyes. “You gotta stop,” she muttered as her breathing became labored. “You’re friends arrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeIIIIIIIIIIII!” She cried out as softly as she could. Her hips thrusted up to meet his face. Her breathing began to die down. She had just orgasmed on your friend’s face!

He came up with her juices coating his lips. He licked every bit off of his mouth. He had a new shit-eating grin on his face. Morgan was coming down from her ecstasy. She seemed rather reserved now, almost more relaxed. “You’re an ass!” she shook her head and adjusted her dress, pulling up her panties.

You watched them walk back out to “their” guests. Morgan had a new glow about her. Her hair was slightly a mess, and it was clear she was different. She offered everyone a drink, and the mood quickly became more festive. Soon, everyone was playing drinking games, and Morgan was more than into it. She was laughing and joking, even with Bill!

Morgan again got up to go the bathroom. When she came out, Bill was in the hallway waiting. There was only a small door between them and the guests. “What now?” She looked at him with confused eyes. Bill lifted her up and pressed her against the thin wall. You again switched to watch the people in the other room. Bill moved her skirt to the side and pulled down her panties. He let his own pants drop and pulled down his briefs. His erection was massive. How could it be so big? You had seen him in the gym, but that’s when you realized, that you had seen him flaccid, and his cock was already as big as yours hard. His mighty bat must have been nine to ten inches erect. It disappeared under Morgan’s dress. “NO! NOT NOW!” She batted his shoulders, unable to move against the wall.

But again, he was not a man to be denied, nor a man to think twice about what he wanted. Bill speared his cock into your girlfriend, almost hanging her like a shirt against the wall. He humped up at her, hard and fast. Morgan looked to the door, “OH MY GOD!” She shouted, but no one in the next room heard. You watched as her longs legs wrapped around his ass. “OH SHIT BILL PLEASE NO! GET A CONDOM!” She pleaded.

He grunted, “I will,” he didn’t stop pounding his meat into her, “let’s get rid of them first!” He motioned to the other room. You watched as Morgan’s eyes rolled into the back of her head. A heel fell off her foot and you saw why…her toes were curled. Bill pulled his cock out. It was still erect. No cum dribbled out of Morgan. He hadn’t cum yet, but his cock was coated in white gooey fluid. Morgan had “creamed” on his dick. He left her honey on his cock and pulled his pants up. Morgan was breathing slowly, her eyes still closed as he let her down. She had a hand on her head, and her face was red.

When they exited the room this time, Morgan had an even brighter glow. She got beers out of the frigde for everyone. She returned to see Bill sitting on the couch. There was no seat next to him, as several people sat on the couch. She looked at Bill and he patted his lap. Morgan broke your heart when she sat on his lap. She had a smile on her face as she joked with his work acquaintances. She actually played Jenga on his lap with these people. When Bill knocked the Jenga tower down, she laughed and slapped his arm.

Bill yawned and Morgan followed right after. She held a hand to her face. She looked at Bill and he nodded. “Ok, I think he needs to go to sleep,” she joked to several people. Morgan stood up and hugged everyone as they left one by one. She got various numbers from the females. Was she going to be friends with the wives and girlfriends of Bill’s work buddies?

When they were all gone, Morgan closed the door. She sighed and went to the kitchen. She began to eat pieces of cheese from the fridge. She pushed off her heels. You watched Bill ogle her. You knew what was coming, and had to stop it.

You quickly called Morgan. Her phone was on the oven, right near the fridge. She looked down and turned to Bill. He shrugged. She picked up the phone and walked over to the counter between the sink and the oven. “HI BABE!” She said.

“Hey,” you answered, “what are you doing?”

She shrugged, “Oh nothing,” just hanging out at home. I didn’t do much cause I got to work in the morning.” She lied. You could see everything. She put her hand on the counter and turned away from Bill. His eyes went to her skirt covered ass. He lifted the skirt. “OH MY!” She said turning around with pleading eyes.

“What’s wrong?” You played the game.

She shook her head, “Oh nothing,” she said trying to slap Bill’s hand away. “Just something on T.V.” Bill would not be denied. He never would. He pushed on her back until she was bending down. Then he reached up and pulled down her panties until they were around her feet. His own pants came off again in moments. He got behind her within a minute, and you watched him lift the skirt exposing her tight ass and the slick lips of her pussy. “Uh….babe!” She said to you. “I gotta go, can I call you baaaaaAAAAAGGCCCK!” she fell forward when Bill inched the tip of his cock inside her.

“Are you ok?” You asked watching the computer and everything that was happening.

Morgan nodded, “Yup! Yup!” She said, her eyes closing as Bill began a slow rhythm of fucking her doggystyle. You could see his cock entering her sopping pussy. “Something has just come up though!” Bill pushed forward. “SOMETHING HUGE!”

“What is it? Are you sure you’re ok?” You asked, wanting to see what she would say.

Your girlfriend put her head down, and gripped the side of the counter. “I….I…can’t describe it.” She breathed hard. She put the phone down, but you could still hear. She seemed to want you to hear. "It's just so big! You have no idea. You could never know! Not you! Not with what you got!” She picked up the phone to her ear again. That’s when Bill put his entire bat sized cock inside your girlfriend from behind. She must have never taken it all like this, because she was on her tippy-toes. “OH MY GOD! OH FUCK!” She screamed into the phone.

“WHAT IS IT BABE?” You asked, feigning concern.

Morgan could do nothing but put her hand on her forehead. “I’M GETTING SOOO FUCKED RIGHT NOW!” She moaned. It didn’t seem like distress. Bill was pulling out of her slowly, his cock glistening with her wetness.

“What do you mean?” You asked.

She fumbled for her words, “Ummm….I mean, tomorrow, I’m so fuuUUUUUCCKED!” She squeaked as his massive member slid back inside her. She caught her composure. “At work babe, I’m so fucked!”

You decided to tease her yourself. “They really riding you hard over there huh?”

Morgan nodded on the computer screen. “You have NO idea!” Bill began slamming hard into her, she put the phone down and shouted. “OH GOD! OH GOD! I’M CUMMING!” Her hips stiffened and she shook on Bill’s massive erection.

“What?” You brought her out of her orgasm.

Her face was sweaty, flush and red. “I mean, I’m coming into work early tomorrow.” It was weird to say, but it worked. She had no idea you were watching. She turned to Bill and put her hand over the phone. “Don’t you dare cum!” She shouted.

“Come where?” You continued to test her.

She looked down at the phone. “Um….I mean, don’t come over til later tomorrow ok?” She said.

“I know,” you answered. You were about to ask another question when Morgan clicked the “end” button on her phone. She set the phone down and pulled up her panties.

“YOU’RE SUCH AN ASS!” She slapped Bill hard.

He just smiled and waddled over to the couch with his pants around his ankles. His erection still jutting out obscenely. You and Morgan both just watched him. He pointed to his cock, “Suck it or sit on it babe! It’s your choice!”

Then Morgan walked over and…………..