Emily heads straight for Rob

She seemed to take a moment in the kitchen, when she came back out her face was back to its regular shade. She carried the bowl of nuts around to Rob’s side of the table, giving Bill a smirk. “I thought Rob should enjoy a closer look, seeing as he’s the one who earned it.”

She leant right over the table to put the nuts right in the middle, giving her ass a little wiggle as she did. Rob reached out and went to grab her ass, but she stood back up and turned away from him. As she did she raised her inside leg up over her head, and, continuing the spin, she brought it over Rob’s head. She then dropped down onto his lap, one leg straddled either side of him. She placed a hand on his shoulder and thrust her body forward, grinding her pussy into his erection contained in his pants, her tits wobbling in his face. Just as he was getting over the shock at her display of flexibility and moving his hands to grab her around the waist she rolled off him and strutted away. She gave Bill another smirk and continued on back to her spot by the kitchen.

Tom watched on anxiously. Emily seemed to be going further and further to get a rise out of Bill, and it was getting worrying with her not wearing anything other than her bra. Tom had his phone out ready to call, but he held off for now as Bill seemed to be trying to keep things from getting out of hand. The rapid beating of his heart as he watched his girlfriend use her naked teenage body on a drunk old man, just to get a rise out of an old perverted bully only seemed to make his dick harder.

The men’s attention returned to the game, and they played several more rounds. Rob seemed to be having trouble paying attention however, both because of his drunken state, and because he kept looking over at Emily. Emily for her part would give a smile every time she caught him looking at her, and did nothing to hide her pussy. This resulted in him losing even more money. He tried to turn his attention back to the game and recoup his losses, but he was called on a large bluff not long after. “Fuck!” he yelled, slamming the table with his fist. He skulled the rest of his drink and held the glass up. “Get me another drink bitch! And stop fucking distracting me you dumb slut!”

Emily quickly walked over and went to grab the glass, leaning across his body. However Rob slammed the glass on the table before she could reach it. “Actually, fuck this! I’m taking the bitch now!” He grabbed her by the throat and slammed her back onto the table. Her legs splayed out wide in the air as she lost her balance. Trigger and Clive jumped back, looking on with shock, while Bill seemed too stunned to move. With one hand still around her throat, Rob used his other to pull down the front of his pants, revealing his menacing cock.

“NO! LANGDON STOP!” Trigger and Clive both yelled out almost simultaneously. Langdon, as Tom realised Rob’s name actually appeared to be, ignored their calls and proceeded to line up his cock with Emily’s pussy. Bill was by now coming to his senses and was leaping up from his seat and round the table. He was too late however, and Langdon thrust forward into her pussy. Tom watched on in horror as he watched his girlfriend lose her virginity. His phone fell from his limp hand.

Langdon pulled out and thrust again before Bill reached him and wrenched him off Emily. He threw him to the floor and kicked him hard in the side. Langdon scrambled to his feet and hastily retreated down the hallway, holding his hands up to block Bill raining blows down on his head. As they disappeared out of sight Tom saw Emily had collapsed to the floor, her legs shaking.

Bill came back from the hallway. “You two better get out as well, I’ll fix you up for your chips later,” he said to Clive and Trigger.

“Wha-” started Trigger as Clive was already making a hasty line for the door.

“Just get the fuck out!” Bill shouted. Trigger turned white and quickly followed Clive.

Tom finally got over his shock, just in time for another as a single thought that had been stuck in the back of his head, trying to get to the surface, finally burst. He did recognise Rob! Or, more exactly, he recognised Langdon. He was a recently released ****! He’d made local headlines due to the nasty string of rapes he’d committed, and people rightfully not wanting him released, even after 25 years.

Taking another moment after that realisation, Tom finally jumped up and sprinted out the door. He burst into Bill’s house and rushed straight to Emily. “Oh my gosh baby, are you ok?” he asked, gently holding her shoulder. She gave him a weak nod. Happy that Emily wasn’t about to have a breakdown he whirled around to face Bill. “What the fuck! That was Langdon! The fucking serial ****! What the fuck were you thinking!?”

“I’m sorry, alright? It got out of hand! Trigger knew he had stashed money, and a lot of it, before he got locked up, and that he had a gambling habit. So we thought we’d distract him with a pretty girl and some booze and bleed him dry. And it probably would have worked too, if it wasn’t for that **** slut throwing herself at him!” he gestured angrily at Emily.

“Don’t you dare blame Emily!” Tom said resolutely, angrily picking up Emily’s clothes. He wrapped her coat around her and pulled her to her feet. “This is over Bill! Don’t ever fucking talk to either of us ever again,” he said with a cold certainty as he lead Emily to the door.

“Come on man, I can give you half the money we made!”

Tom paused at the door and turned his head to Bill. “I. Don’t. Need. Your. Fucking. Money.” He slammed the door shut and escorted Emily back to their apartment.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry babe, this was all my fault! I promise it’s all over now! I’m done with my stupid fantasy,” he said to her when they were finally back in their apartment, tears in his eyes.

“Don’t worry, it’s not your fault,” She said softly back to him, “but right now I think I just want to go to bed. Can you please get me my pyjamas?”

He nodded and fetched her flannelette pyjamas which she quickly pulled on before collapsing into bed. Tom cuddled up behind her and held her in his arms. “Are you sure you’re ok?”

“Yes, now that you’re holding me,” she whispered, then appeared to drift straight off to sleep.