Nothing

Brooke’s face had no expression, she had a sort of glazed over look. Dean looked closely at her face, she was sweaty, her eyes half open and teary and her mouth was slightly open and covered in spit. Richard continued to fuck her and could not see her face to notice that she was completely out of it.

Richard pushed himself up onto his hands to look at Brooke. Dean watched as Brooke’s nothingness expression turned into a smile once Richard could see her face. He pushed her legs up towards her face, it looked like he was ready to cum another time. Brooke encouraged him, “Cum in me baby, please? Fill me up.” She begged while batting her eyes at him.

Those words and the expression on Brooke’s face did it for Dean, he couldn’t hold on anymore. He jerked off onto the floor in Richard’s bedroom. Brooke and Richard followed shortly after, cumming together, both of them cursing from the pleasure. Richard collapsed on to Brooke with his cock still twitching inside her, her face turned back into a blank stare, once out of view of Richard. Dean couldn’t help but notice this behavior from Brooke, what is that all about?

Dean’s mind raced, could Brooke be over this? Was she not enjoying herself anymore? Was she just putting on a show now? Was it all an act? Dean made a mess on the floor and had nothing to clean it up with, he ultimately ended up using is underwear before having to put them back on.

Dean turns his attention back to his phone. Richard rolls off of Brooke, they both lay exhausted on Dean’s bed. They lay in silence until Brooke breaks it, “I’ve never had sex this much in one day... wow.” Richard sits up on the bed and looks at Brooke laying next to him. “We’re not done just yet,” he stood up. Brooke quickly said, “Dean could be home any minute.” Richard looked at her, “So?” He seemed to be challenging her. “Uh... so... we should move this to the guest room... since you’re sleeping there tonight, right?” Richard liked the idea, “Fine, wait for me in there, I’m going to shower.”

Dean watched as Richard left his room and headed down the hall towards where he is. Richard had no reason to go into his old bedroom but Dean quickly went into the closet to hide just in case. Watching on his phone he sees Richard pass by and go into the guest bathroom. Dean switches back to look at Brooke who is now sitting up on the bed. She gingerly gets up off the bed and walks to the mirror. She starts checking herself out, she doesn’t have a pleasant expression, she almost looks disgusted with herself. She raises her arm and sniffs herself and scrunches her nose. Dean knows she hasn’t showered all day, she must reek. Brooke grabs some perfume and sprays it all over herself. She closely inspects her face and touches up her make up. Brooke cleans the room up a little to make sure it doesn’t look like a fuckfest just happened there, too bad Dean already knows. Satisfied with herself she walks out of Dean’s room, still completely naked.

Dean didn’t know what to do, he was somewhat trapped in Richard’s old room. Richard was in the shower and Brooke was making her way down the hall presumably to the guest room where Richard told her to go. He will have to wait until the coast is clear for him to ‘fake’ come home.

Brooke walked into the guest room, Dean followed along on the cameras. She laid down on the bed and faced the bedroom door which she left open to wait for Richard.

Now with the door open Dean definitely couldn’t leave Richard’s old room or else he would be seen by Brooke. Just then he hears the shower turn off.