Tasha is satisfied

Tasha woke up satisfied in a way she hadn't been in a long while. Last night had been fantastic. After her words Evan had taken her into a princess carry -the first she had ever gotten (or was it?)- and ran to her bedroom, where he'd threw her on the bed.

The rest of the night had passes in a blur. They had roleplayed a little as Princess Peach and Bowser, since she was blonde and had gotten a princess carry and he was muscled and stacked like a dragon. Then his massive member had penetrated her and she'd experienced total bliss. She hadn't gotten a dick as big as his in a fair bit of time. To thank him, she'd even given him another blowjob before he left.

It surely was a night to remember, almost as much as the night of her marriage!

...what? But- she wasn't married?

Or she was? Tasha brought an hand to her head and winced as a deluge of memories, taken at bay before by the pleasure, assaulted her. Memories of her first kiss, of her marriage day and of the 20 years since then. Memories all made with- Tom!

Of course! How could she have forgotten? And how could she have done all those things last night?!

She was assaulted by horror, disgust and, to her shame, pride. A part of her, one little but growing, felt a lot of pride at having satisfied a man so thoroughly. And a real man, not a little wimp like Tom-

Sarah shook her head, trying to clear it of all the horrible thoughts that were assaulting her. Something was very wrong her. Last night she had completely lost control, and now she was about to lose it again! She had to do something.

Sarah jumped out of the bed, put on the first clothes she could find -a skimpy leopard print skirt and an even skimpier top- and run out of the house. She quickly crossed the street and knocked at her home's front door with trepidation.

When no one answered it downed on her that it was a working day, Tom couldn't be home. She started to panic but then noticed that she wasn't getting that sensation of being overwhelmed anymore. Could it be...?

She turned around and looked at Tasha house. Could that be the problem? Being near Tasha affections made her more like Tasha? Then she needed to go somewhere else.

But where?