Goes into Larissa’s room

Dean pushes the door open and approaches Larissa laying on the bed. The floor squeaks as he gets closer, Larissa breathing slow breaths but not moving much, did she fall asleep? His eyes slowly move up and down her naked body.

Dean starts getting a boner, seeing Larissa all tied up and naked was turning him on. He wishes he could be like Richard and take what he wants when he wants, but he doesn’t have the balls. She was so **** but he doesn’t have it in him to take advantage.

Dean had to clean her up, he didn’t want her husband finding her like this. He looked around and saw tissues nearby and grabbed them. He starting wiping Richard’s cum off of Larissa. He started at her stomach and was working his way up her. She really was out, she was not waking up for anything. Dean slowed down his wipe when he reached her breasts, it was okay, he thought, just cleaning her up even though it felt nice cleaning her boobs.

Dean used a number of tissues before he re-examined here. He looked closer at her breasts, it looked like there was some dried cum. Dean decided to spit on his hand and rub Larissa’s boob with his bare hand followed by a tissue. His dick was at full attention but he felt guilty for touching another woman’s breast that wasn’t his girlfriends.

Satisfied with his cleaning, now Dean had to untie her. She still seemed asleep but just in case Dean had to be quiet and quick so she wouldn’t catch him. Dean carefully untied Larissa’s hands and walked quickly out of the room, he left the blindfold on because that could pass for a sleeping mask.

Dean made his was down the stairs and out the back door. Larissa’s husband was now awake but bent over and throwing up. Dean couldn’t ignore him now and decided to help him.

Dean brought Larissa’s husband some water and a towel to clean himself up, he was still severely intoxicated. He expressed that he just wanted to lay down. Dean didn’t want him laying outside so he helped him inside. On the walk to the back door Dean felt like he was being watched. He looked up and saw Larissa in the window looking at him with her husband. Dean looked down quickly. He helped Larissa’s husband lay on the couch and quickly exited through the back door and didn’t look back.

Once Dean left the backyard he get he could breath. He only hopes Larissa doesn’t remember seeing him.

Dean made his way back to his house and quietly entered remembering that Brooke was passed out on the couch.

Brooke was still on the couch but now she was naked. Dean was confused, what happened? He walked closer to Brooke and examined her body, she was covered in cum just like Larissa was. Dean knew what happened here. While he was busy cleaning up Larissa and taking care of her husband, Richard was home fucking his girlfriend, Brooke.

Dean didn’t clean her up, he went upstairs to go to bed. He laid in bed awake, his thoughts keeping him up. He wasn’t thinking about Brooke though, he laid awake because he felt guilty for touching Larissa’s boobs.