Weekend #4

Another work week passed. Brooke didn’t have any surprise visitors during the week, Chris didn’t show up. Dean also didn’t try to have anyone come during the week since he was at work and didn’t want to miss anything. It’s been about a month since Brooke had to sleep with any man in the house and yet she has only slept with one guy, Chris and well of course Dean if you count him.

Dean hopes this weekend will be different of course, otherwise it’s just too similar to the Master Plan, Brooke sleeping with one guy? Dean didn’t want to go through that again.

Driving gone from work Dean passed a delivery truck on their road. He remembered that he had ordered packages that should be arriving today. Dean was really excited now and quickly parked and went inside the house.

Brooke was in the kitchen with just a bathrobe on making dinner for Dean. “Hey honey! Here’s dinner!” She said. “And after you can have dessert!” She said as she opened her bathrobe revealing she was naked underneath. Brooke only gave him a tease though before shutting her bathrobe up.

Dean didn’t even finish his dinner before the doorbell rang. Brooke and Dean looked at each other, “I ordered some things, do you mind getting the door?” He asked Brooke. “Sure honey!” She said as she started to walk out of the kitchen. “Wait…” Dean said, “Leave your bathrobe…”

Brooke smiled and dropped her bathrobe where she stood and continued naked into the living room to the front door. She was now out of view of Dean so he of course pulled out his cellphone to watch.

Brooke didn’t look out the window or the peephole to see who it was, she just swung the door open. Dean watched closely to see that it was a tall, muscular black man taking up the entire doorway. Finally it was someone else that wasn’t Chris.

Dean couldn’t see Brooke’s reaction but saw that the tall man was looking down at his clipboard. “I just need you to sign this…” the man said in a very deep voice. He picked his head up, “Oh shit!” He said realizing Brooke was completely naked.

Brooke took the clipboard from his hands, “So where do I sign?” Brooke asked. The man pointed to some place on the clip board. Brooke signed it, the man’s eyes never left her body. “Here’s your package…” he said and handed her the box. “I was hoping for a different type of package…” Brooke said.

The muscular black man knew what she wanted now. “Hell yeah,” he said as he ducked to step into the house, closing the door behind him. According to the rules, Brooke must sleep with him now.

Dean stayed silent in the kitchen while his eyes were glued to his phone screen.

“Take me upstairs.” Brooke said, it was more of a command than a request. The man picked Brooke up easily and carried her up the stairs. She directed him right to Dean’s room.

Dean followed along on the cameras. The man threw Brooke on the the bed and he started to strip his uniform off. Brooke sat up on the bed and crawled over to him, she tried helping him get his pants off.

“I’ve never been with a black man before…” Brooke confessed. “You’ll never want to go back…” he said, his pants dropped revealing the thickest cock Dean has ever seen. The man started stroking his cock, it looked like it two soda cans stacked on top of each other. “Holy shit!” Brooke couldn’t help but say. Brooke reached out and took control of stroking his cock, her hands were so small, she couldn’t wrap her fingers around it.

Just then the doorbell rings, Brooke or the man clearly didn’t care. It took Dean’s attention away from his phone, ‘Shit, who could that be?’ He thought to himself. Dean put his phone down on the table and went to go answer the door.

Dean opened the door, it was Chris, back again uninvited and unwanted. He was now taking Dean away from witnessing Brooke getting railed by the delivery guy. “Hey, it’s Dean, right?” Chris said. Dean walked out the door and shut it behind him, he didn’t want Chris to go inside and ruin what was going on.

“Yeah, what are you doing here?” Dean answered a little pissed off. “To see Brooke…” he said while pointing at the house. “I’m pretty sure she told you to get lost.” Dean said. “I know, know, but…” Chris was saying. “But nothing!” Dean interrupted him, “Why don’t you listen to her and now to me and just leave and never come back.”

Chris was trying to find the words to say something. “I think she is just in denial! She says one thing but her actions speak louder than her words!” Chris said, “She just needs to be true to herself! I think we belong together.”

Dean knew Chris was putting up fair points but only because of the plan they have in place. Brooke clearly didn’t want to be with Chris at all and she has said that multiple times. But because of the game, when Chris steps inside she has to fuck him or the game would be over, so she is **** to seduce him. It really wasn’t a good situation for Brooke or Chris.

Chris was extremely hard to get rid of apparently. He wouldn’t take no for an answer. Dean was trying very hard to convince him to leave, especially because Dean was missing all of the action inside. Dean felt like a half hour passed talking to Chris.

“Well she’s not here,” Dean told Chris. “Then I’ll wait for her.” Chris said instantly. Dean was about to burst from frustration, but he ultimately felt sorry for the guy.

“Dude, do whatever you want,” Dean said as he opened the front door to go back inside. He couldn’t afford to miss any more of the action. The instant the door clicked open, Dean knew he made a mistake.

The sounds of Brooke moaning echoed through the house and out the front door, Dean and Chris could hear it.

“Is that Brooke?” Chris said, almost mortified…