Jennifer: Slut, Servant, Furniture

In the middle of the living room were Bobby and Jennifer. Jennifer was on her knees, her hands behind her back, and her eyes were closed. Bobby had shoved her head between his ass cheeks. He was holding her head in place; using her face like toilet paper; just like the girl in the Singles Room.

Your hands clenched into fists. It wasn't enough that he was going to likely spend his life with the hottest girl in his school, but within the first hour of bringing her home he felt the need to **** her. Sarah saw the scene and kept walking. Months of likely being treated the same way have no doubt desensitized her.

You and Sarah made it to the kitchen when she began making a grilled cheese and bacon sandwich. She asked Bobby if he wanted one; he complied. As she put the snack together you were fixated on Bobby and Jennifer. After a few slaps to the chest he told her to stand up. He roughly turned her around, pushed her on the couch, and then inserted himself into her ass.

Just as Sarah placed the two sandwiches on the living room table, you heard Bobby let out the same cry he did in the singles room. He withdrew from Jennifer's ass, then walked over to the table and started eating. Jennifer followed, knelt beside him, and thanked him for his sperm.

You took a seat yourself and started eating, though you were seething with anger. You noticed that Sarah and Jennifer didn't have sandwiches. "Sarah, aren't you hungry?" Bobby rudely answered the question. "Whittwomen are on special diets. They eat meal bars and shakes. That helps them stay in shape." Sarah came over and knelt next to Jennifer. "Sarah, you can sit next to me, that's okay." You said that to try to pressure Bobby into treating Jennifer more...well, more like a human. He didn't budge though; Jennifer continued kneeling at the table like a dog.

The sandwich was great. As you continued to eat, you and Bobby stayed silent. You didn't want to hear anything he had to say. About 5 minutes in, he turned his chair away from the table. He commanded Jennifer to get on all fours in front of him. Then he put his legs on her back. He was treating Jennifer like furniture.

You hated Bobby even more now. At the same time, the scene got you rock hard. You got up and asked Sarah to go to the bedroom. Bobby smiled and said "have fun man, she's a great fuck." You wanted to punch him for talking about his mom like that, but you're erection was too much to bear. You were going to go fuck your date.