Dynamic Change

I thought what I was about to do would prove to me that Natalie didn’t care who fucked her just as long as she got fucked. I wanted to hear it from her mouth that she was a slut and would do anything to get her hands on money.

“Earlier, when Stiles got you on that tarp and started fucking you, why was there a smile on your face?”

Natalie lowered her eyes away from me then , “I… I wanted…!” Natalie raised her eyes back to mine, “I wanted Stiles to think that I loved knowing that he was going to fuck me, just like he’s always thought he would get to do al these years he served mom and dad!”

Then Natalie without being asked or **** to say, “And I acted like he was making me feel so good by smiling on the outside, while I fantasied that you were making me earn my inheritance by fucking you!”

Seemed reasonable of an explanation but what Natalie told me next made the decision to fuck her all the easier to make.

“As wrong as this will sound, you made me see that if I wanted to earn the money with my pussy, then i didn’t have to fuck strangers when i had someone here who Could give me more than just physical contact when fucking me, but the sense of love and safety!”

Natalie went quiet waiting for me to make a decision. That was when my attitude towards her changed drastically. I realized that I did ‘love’ fucking Natalie and that I wanted her to feel safe while getting fucked by me. And I knew how to tell her my decision.

“Don’t suppose you plan to turn in anytime soon?” Sheepishly smiling at her.

“Well it has been a long day for me!” Reaching out to take my left hand, “And I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to make sure that I was tucked in safely!”

I let Natalie take me into her bedroom and helped her into her bed. Natalie watched me take off my pants and underwear then climb onto her bed, between her legs and penetrated her pussy. Natalie bit her lower lip and cooed, “What a fool I’ve been letting guys fuck me when know one fucks me like you big brother!”

For the next fifteen minutes Natalie and me, vocalized what our new relationship meant to each other. Natalie professing her love for my taking her and me making her cry when just after I came in her.

“Natalie, even if Stiles doesn’t give you that advance, I’ll make sure you have the money by Wednesday at the latest!”

For the rest of the weekend, we cuddled, showered together and of course fucked at a moment notice. Come Monday there was no contact from Stiles at all and he refused to answer any of our calls. Tuesday, I went to the bank and withdrew six thousand dollars from my account so Natalie could go to the court and make restitution. Which she did on Wednesday.

Maybe it was me being cynical but I thought when Natalie paid the court, she would disappear until the next time she needed money. So imagine my surprise when I walked in Wednesday night and saw Natalie waiting for me to get home.

“You’re home, hope you are willing to eat out tonight?”