Troy's Schemes

"Carrie, I tried to call your boyfriend to let him know I was taking you home." Troy continued sadly, "I think you should hear this."

She could tell it was an accidental phone call, the voices sounded distant and echoing. But one of them was quite familiar.

"That's right, slut, suck my cock." she heard you say.

"Am I better than that stupid bitch Carrie?" a female voice asked.

"God- yes, Ash."

"Then why won't you leave her?"

"Ashley, you know about Kim and Tanya. I like to keep at least one of my sluts in the dark."

"Cuz it feels naughty?" she giggled.

"God you are an airhead."

"An airhead that can do this-"

Carrie could hear the bobbing and slurping sounds as Ashley inhaled the cock in front of her. Carrie's stomach was in knots, so much so that she didn't realize her eyes were watering.

This had just been a way to get time alone, so he could fuck some side-piece?

It was different, she justified to herself. You knew- no asked!- that she try to seduce Troy. She didn't know about 'Ashley' or 'Kim' or 'Tanya.' She would have let you fuck them if you had asked. The betrayal felt like ice in her veins.

"Turn it off, please," she whispered to Troy.

"I'm so sorry, Carrie. I figured he had given up the playboy lifestyle. Do you want me to take you home?"

Home? She didn't want to be alone now.