Call Troy

The obvious next step is to call Troy, like he asked. She prepares herself with a few goals in mind: first, she wants to get some actual clothes; second, she wants Troy to know she’s looked around the house; and third, she wants to set up her plan for when he gets back home. With her schemes set, she dials the number. He picks up quick.

“Hi Troy.”

“Hey Carrie, how are you?”

“Oh I’m good, thank you for breakfast by the way, that really was so sweet.”

“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it. Just trying to make you feel like you again, that’s all.” What a fucking charmer, good god.

“So you left me that swimsuit right?” Troy affirms Carrie’s question. “So fun fact, it doesn’t really fit me very well. If I jump my tits kinda fall out and the bottoms have some of my hair creeping out the top of them.” Carrie chuckles. “I was hoping you could maybe pick some more stuff up for me maybe? Please?” She begs to try to sound more like a cute and helpless damsel.

“Oh yeah that’s fine with me. There’s a clothing store not far from there and I can pick up some stuff on the way home. Just send me a list within the next hour or so and I’ll bring you whatever you request. And don’t worry about money.”

“Oh my god thank you so much, I really don’t know how I’ll ever repay you for all of this.” Carrie makes sure to have a hint (or a truckload) of sexual implication in that statement.

“Anything for you honey. Just give me a list and your wish is my command.” He laughs at his own comment. “So what have you been up to this lovely morning?”

“Oh just looking around the house. This place is HUGE and it’s soooo gorgeous.”

“Oh yeah? What all have you seen so far?” He seems genuinely interested in what she’s talking about, to the point where she starts to feel convinced he’s a wholesome guy again. Quite the actor Troy is.

“I’ve been in all the unlocked rooms and just kinda looked around in them, nothing to interesting. The gym is nice and the basement is a dream come true though.” Carrie pauses for a moment. “Oh and just to ask, what’s in the locked room upstairs? Just curious.”

Troy waits a bit to respond. “Oh that’s the old maids quarters from back in the day. It’s mostly just storage nowadays, I keep it locked just to keep the family heirlooms and valuables safe up there. Nothing too important going on there.” He’s obviously lying about this, but Carrie pretends to believe him and the conversation turns to small talk for a while. After nearly half an hour, the call winds to its end.

“Well it’s been nice chatting Troy but I think I’m gonna find something else to do for now, I’ll just to try to wrap my mind around John being such a fucking liar at some point soon. I’ll send you my list for the clothes in a minute too.”

“Hey, just take it easy Carrie, you’ve had a rough day yesterday and you should try to let yourself recover first. Don’t do anything you’ll regret later.” He’s obviously trying to keep her from calling John, knowing his lies would be exposed and she’d leave him before he gets laid. Little does he know he’s already won Carrie’s body and mind for as long as he desires.

The two exchange goodbyes and Carrie starts the next phase of her scheme. She’s gonna pretend that her and you got into a screaming match and actually broke up. His victory will be assured to him, and you’d be giving yourself to him in truth.

First things first she still needs to make a shopping list though. It’s hot out and Carrie is a fucking slut so she mostly gets crop tops, tank tops, leggings and shorts. She also puts underwear on the list, and specifically chooses some that fit well and will look sexy for Troy. With the list compiled and sent to Troy, he tell her he’ll pick it up and be there in half an hour or so. Perfect.

Carrie looks herself in the mirror and forces herself to make some tears. She adds some mascara just so it’ll be running down her cheeks, and she preps the script in her mind: she calls you, you pick up, she accuses you of cheating, you deny everything, she curses you out since she heard you, you claim innocence and that Troy is a bully, she says she knows him better than that and that you’re lying, and she hangs up. Troy will walk in right as she “hangs up” and hear her bawling in the living room, only to walk in and see a beautiful woman weeping in his arms soon after. Surely he’d make his move soon after.

Carrie watches the window waiting for Troy’s sports car to roll into the driveway, making sure to keep herself crying to make the effect work. After a surprisingly short time, she sees him pull in, and runs into the living room and starts screaming the ‘end of the conversation’ with you. You of course are completely uninvolved. She starts her loud crying as soon as she hears the doors open, and Troy quickly rushes to her comfort.

“Are you okay Carrie??” He goes to sit next to her to embrace her and console her, hoping in his mind that she just somehow broke up with you. Carrie explains the ‘phone call’ and starts crying into his chest, weeping into his body while he smiles behind he back with his victory, a victory even he wasn’t expecting, now in sight.

“Do you need anything from me right now?” He asks with what sounds like genuine sympathy. They both know better than that.

“Just hold me please.” Carrie whimpers into Troy’s shoulder and continues crying as he rubs her back and tries his best to be comforting. As much as his goals are to get his dick wet, he’s as willing the play the long game as she is, especially now that she’s a single woman. He plans to build up trust in you so that he can have a loyal woman rather than just another pussy he’s conquered. It takes nearly an hour for Carrie to really calm down from her act, and when she does, Troy is there to play their little game too.

“I’m sorry about all of this Troy, you shouldn’t have to be involved in my drama, much less buying me clothes and housing me. I’m sorry, really.” Carrie plays up her circumstances to him.

“I promise you it’s not a big deal. I’m young and rich, this money is no matter to me and I don’t have anything that matters more than helping the people that need it, and you’re in a bad place now. Don’t worry about me Carrie, you’re free to whatever you need from me for right now.” Carrie thanks him and gives him a kiss on the cheek, before deleting your number in full view. Troy can’t help but smile in his victory over you, and Carrie can’t help but smile in the success of her scheme. Their ulterior satisfactions both meet in eye contact and for a moment, for just a moment, they both seem to understand the other’s goals: animalistic sex.