The Sunset Motel

The Sunset Motel is on the edge of town, and to say it looks cheap would be an understatement. Its large neon sign stands lightless, and weeds have sprung up through cracks in the pavement of the parking lot. There's only one other car in said lot, and you get the feeling that that's usually the case during this time of day. You also suspect that many others will come and go once the sun goes down. "You wanted seedy," Rick says with a smirk, and you smile back because it's true.

You wanted something cheap, because he's already spent enough money on you today, but you also wanted something a little sleazy to match the nature of whatever misdeeds are to come. You're going to feel plenty of guilt and shame afterward. You already know that, but this is going to happen and, after wanting something different from the same old routine for so long, you want to make sure that you enjoy it while it's happening. That's why you're now determined to embrace the ways in which this will be different, and play up the sleaziness of it all. For Rick's part, he's provided the perfect backdrop for doing so.

Your room features a yellowing suspension grid ceiling above wood-paneled walls and green carpeting. It reminds you of when you were a child visiting your grandmother's house, which was outdated even back then. The queen-size bedspread is patterned like an Oriental rug, and matches the thick, heavy drapes. "How did you know about this place?" you ask Rick with feigned suspicion. "Do you bring all your girls here?"

"Just one," he says timidly. "I guess this makes two now. You know I had my dog days just like you, Carlisle."

You do know this about him. After you left Sips, he had an affair with the sister of one of your old co-workers. He admitted as much when you asked him about it, having already heard it through the grapevine. That must have emboldened you in your brief pursuit of him five years ago, but he'd renewed his commitment to his wife by then, in much the same way that you eventually recommitted yourself to Josh. Now, here you are, backed up against a wall with Rick kissing your neck and unbuttoning your shirt. It's funny how things work out sometimes. Other times, it's funny how they don't.

You turn your head to the side and close your eyes as your shirt falls away, leaving you with nothing on top but a white bra. "I've thought about this for years," Rick whispers as his mouth moves down to your chest. You place a hand on his head and the other on his shoulder, and begin to breathe more rapidly as his arm wraps around the small of your back. You're in his grasp now, with nobody else around this time. You couldn't get away if you wanted to, so when his mouth makes its way up to your own, you part your lips to accept his tongue. As his free hand paws at your thigh and your breast, and your ass, he kisses you aggressively until you're **** to pull away and gasp for air. When you do, he turns you around to face the wall.