Fate settles in

Val stopped as she reached for her car keys. Fuck. She’d been drinking all night, hadn’t she? Not to mention she drew that buzzed card first thing. She couldn’t afford to get pulled over thanks to this bullshit. At least she didn’t live too far away. She used to walk to Jules’ place all the time before she got her license so…

Just a few steps in it dawned on her that it was maybe not the best idea to traipse through the suburbs with her pussy out. She was slowly coming to realize the gravity of what not wearing underwear again meant. Oh god, and she barely had pants anymore. The internet told her goths wore skirts.

Though, even then the wording of the card implied that’s all she could wear anyway. Instead of just saying she had to go commando, it said she couldn’t cover up at all. Maybe pants were off the table either way.

But that was a tomorrow problem. Right now she could feel the wind nipping at the hem of her skirt. It was June, sure, but it still got cold, especially on the parts that were used to always being covered. She ended up stuck with one hand between her legs holding down her skirt while the other was doing the same behind her ass.

“God… damn it.”

“Here, chips.” Syd tossed the bag over to Thia with a grin. “You like Sour Cream n’ Onion?”

“I, uh… yeah?” She mumbled. “Don’t you want any?”

“Nah, I got my own. Barbeque.”

“You have two family sized bags?”

She raised an eyebrow. “If you want another flavor, it’s probably here. We’ve got plain, salt n’ vinegar, dill, all dressed and ketchup. Miss Belle heads up to Vancouver for those cuz Jules likes ‘em.”

“That’s… so much?” Thia set the bag down with a sigh. “I don’t think I’m very hungry right now.”

“Oh… alright. Well, help yourself whenever. You live here, so it’s all yours too.”

“Right… I wanted to… er, nevermind.”

“Hm?” Syd opened her bag and reached in. “What’s up?”

“I just… I guess I never asked what your parents do?”

“Oh, y’know, dad’s an executive.” She said, as though that answered anything. “What about yours?”

“Uh…” Thia scratched her neck with her lips tight. “My dad worked in copper mining. But the industry slowed down. Eventually he… uh… we had to leave Georgia.”

“Oh. And what brought you to Seattle, then?”

“It… I guess it’s as far from Georgia as we could get. Without crossing the border. My sister found some work up here, so this is where we ended up staying.”

“I see…” She munched a few chips. “You never mentioned you have a sister.”

“Well, yeah… we barely spoke before today.” Thia pursed her lips. “She’s not around much anymore. So busy… keeping us afloat.”

“Yeah… dad’s overseas all the time. Last time he was here had to have been…” Syd thought for a moment. “Last week? I think.” She pulled out her phone and scrolled back through her photos. “Ah, yeah, here.”

Thia squinted. “That’s a christmas tree. That was six months ago.”

“Oh. Right. Well, still. That’s not too long. Mom’s been gone way longer.”

“Your mom… she's an ‘executive’ too?”

“No, she divorced dad and ran off with the poolboy.”

“Oh… um. Sorry.”

“Don’t be. She didn’t even try for custody of Jules and I. Dad offered her a stake in some company he’s on the board of and she never looked back.”

“I see… I barely knew my mom either.”

A few minutes of silence filled the kitchen, broken only by Sydney eating her chips. “God… why do I feel so full? I barely had any.”

Thia blinked. “You ate the whole bag?”

“Huh. I guess.” She scratched her head. “Well, I’m gonna hop in the shower before Jules hogs it. You should have your own bathroom in the west wing. Night.”

“Uh… night. See you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow.” Syd paused. “Oh, and–” The sound of water running through the pipes began to rattle through the walls. “Oh, god dammit! Jules!” She stormed out of the kitchen.

Jules never got to shower first anymore, so this was a nice surprise, at least. She did her best to ignore Syd pounding at the door. God, today sucked. Graduation was a mess. Her dad didn’t even bother to show the fuck up. She couldn’t believe she let herself think he might. Instead he sent a text message… to their group chat. ‘Congrats Syd.’

“Fucking bitch.” She muttered beneath the water. Maybe when they got home, she thought, he’d have set up a surprise. Or if not in person, he’d have at least asked the maid to do something. But lo and behold, jack shit. She was done expecting anything from that prick. He got his perfect heir. When one twin is so successful, it basically demands that the other be a fuckup anyway.

At least, she thought, I can have a nice night with my friends. I’ll call up Val and Dani and we can smoke up without a care in the world. And before she could even send the message, Syd was over her shoulder jibbering about, ‘oh a party? That’s a great idea!’ Just to invite a complete stranger over to fuck the vibe up completely.

And the cherry on fucking top of the shitty graduation day, Syd whips out some board game from some porn brained demon to curse them all for some fucking reason. She was so over everything right now, she just needed to unwind. And given Syd was still banging at the door, Jules was happy to take her time.

Stress relief, that’s what she needed. Sitting down in the shower, she spread her legs and brought her hand between them. Her fingers slowly drew along her inner thigh, swirling around the apex. She found her slit and teased up along it, letting her thumb brush her clit. Her teeth closed around her lip as she started going faster, preparing for the pleasure to wash over her.

…

“Mmh…?” The moan was as confused as she was. This felt off… Boring, even? Like she could bring herself to climax, but the effort betrayed the point. She paused, her hand hovering. “I… I definitely…” It drew lower, “won’t like this… right?” She passed her lips, just a small distance below. A finger slowly drew along to tease the entrance and–

“Mmm!!” The surge drew such a moan out of her, she doubted the shower muffled it. It wasn’t even a physical sensation, either. Just touching her ring gave such a mental pleasure that it shocked her system.

“Nope. Okay, nope.” Jules shook her head. “Nuh uh. Nah. Not happening.” She shut off the faucet and grabbed a towel, quickly drying herself off. Not even bothering to blow dry, she haphazardly slung the towel over her shoulder and shoved the door open.

“J-Jules?” Syd sputtered as she pushed by.

“Relax. No point in ogling, just look in the damn mirror.”

Dani’s drive home was going nice. The stars poked out beneath some cloud cover as she made the turn into her own neighbourhood. They were so bright and shiny that she kept her eyes on them with a smile. Maybe Syd was right, and things were gonna be okay. Yeah, that had to be it. It was all gonna be fine.

Woop woop!

The sound snapped her out of the stupor and the flashing lights of the vehicle behind her had her swerve into the driveway of her home. Her hands clutched around the wheel of her car as the officer left his. She slowly lowered her window.

“S-Sir, I…”

“I’ve been following you for three minutes, ma’am. This is a school zone. Do you know how fast you were going?”

“Um, n-no… I…”

“Ma’am, have you had anything to drink tonight?”

“Uh… a few.”

“Eff you? Very mature. Please step out of the car.”

“That’s not–”

“I won’t repeat myself.”

“Okay. Okay I’m coming.” She almost flung herself out and threw her hands in the air. “P-Please, sir. I don’t wanna be a prison bitch.”

“Daily Dani?”

“Um… It’s Danika Daily… other way around.”

“No, no. You’re Daily Dani.” He grinned. “I don’t know how I didn’t notice, holy shit. Your hair. It’s gotta be you!”

“I…”

“Listen, I’m a big fan. So… I don’t think we have to go through with the trouble of taking you in.”

“We don’t? Oh, thank you. Phew.”

“But… I would like something from you in return. You know, as a favor for letting you off.”

Dani took a step back. “Y-You… want…?”

“Now, now. I know this isn’t something you do with just anyone. But I figure, with the situation you’re in, this is the least you could do.” He imposed close, backing her against the hood of her car. “It’ll be quick.”

“I… sir, please…”

“Turn around. Unless you’d like to do this in handcuffs.”

She complied, spinning in space and wincing her eyes shut. His hand landed on her shoulder and he pulled her close. His body heat radiated through her tank top. “Sir…”

“Open your eyes.”

Dani slowly pried them apart, taking a deep breath. Her face was lit up by a flash which left her blinking. “Thanks. This means a lot.”

“H-Huh?”

“This selfie. I can’t believe I met the Daily Dani.”

“Selfie…?” She saw his phone, the photo made her look like a deer caught in headlights. “So… you’re not gonna bend me over the car and fuck me?”

“Wh-What? No.” He blushed. “I have a wife and kids at home. I love them. I would never!”

“Oh… okay. Good.” She paused. “Um… goodnight officer. Enjoy the… selfie?”

“I will. Stay safe, ma’am.”

As he pulled away she let out the breath she’d been holding. Maybe Val was right, the game could be good after all?