No of course not.

Dean decides it would be best for him not to tell Brooke that he took off. He was now free to do whatever he pleases while Brooke could do whatever she pleases at home.

With Richard still in the house and the night winding down, Dean had practically no chance of getting laid tonight. Dean decided to take care of business in the bathroom.

Dean pulled out his phone and started looking at risqué photos of Brooke, but his mind started to wander. The imagine of Larissa popped into his head, especially the picture of her in that bikini. Dean let his imagination take him. You’d think he would imagine himself having his way with Larissa but Dean’s kinks got the best of him, he imagined Richard having sex with Larissa, cucking her husband in the process. This turned Dean on, it was one thing for him to be cucked by Richard but it was another for a married man to be victim of the same fate.

Dean had some post nut clarity, he just jerked off imagining Richard and Larissa together, which had nothing to do with Brooke… He felt some shame, does he just jerk off to Richard? Has he become like his favorite pornstar? Dean convinced himself that it was the cucking aspect and he just put himself in Larissa’s husband’s shoes. Dean tried not to think about it anymore and went to bed.

Dean woke up to his alarm as if he was going to work today. Brooke lays asleep next to him. He gets up to shower like his normal routine, he doesn’t jerk off though, he knows there will be plenty of time for that today. He goes past Richard’s room, he’s snoring away, and down the steps to get some breakfast before he leaves. Dean is still unsure of where to go instead of work. Dean heads out the door to see his car still blocked in the driveway by Richard’s car. Although Dean isn’t actually going to work he still needs to drive his car away. “Fuck” Dean said, he headed back inside, maybe he had an extra key? Dean wanted to do everything he could besides wake up Richard but he had no other choice.

Dean walks up the stairs to Richard’s room and knocks before entering. “Hey Richard, where’s your keys, you’re blocking me in.” Dean woke Richard up, he was rubbing his eyes, “What?” Dean repeated himself. Richard understood, “I’ll move it.” Richard gets out of bed only wearing boxers, Dean can’t help but see the outline of Richard’s cock, he looks away.

Richard doesn’t bother getting dressed, he grabs his keys and Dean follows him outside. Richard pulls his car out of the way and Dean pulls out the driveway.

Dean wasn’t sure where he should go. He looked in the rear view mirror and could see Richard pulled into Dean’s parking spot in the driveway.

Dean drove around the corner and parked for now, he wanted to see what Richard was up to. Dean pulled out his phone and checked the cameras...

When Dean pulls up his home cameras Richard still hasn’t made his way upstairs. He is slow moving, Dean watches as Richard looks out the front window. Maybe he was looking to see if Dean was definitely gone. Richard walked up the stairs and into his room, Dean thought he would definitely go to see Brooke but seemed to be wrong.

Dean jumped the gun because Richard immediately was out of his bedroom door again heading towards Dean’s room. Now Richard has freed himself of his boxers and looked to be holding something black in his hand, Dean couldn’t tell what it was but I guess he will find out.

Richard’s flaccid cock swayed back and forth as he walked down the hallway towards a sleeping Brooke in Dean’s room. Dean knew waking up Richard early was going to have it’s consequences, it looks like Richard is going to get an early start with Brooke.

Richard made his way into Dean’s room without waking Brooke up. She was fast asleep unknowing of what was about to unfold.

Dean looked around where he was parked, he was just on a street in the neighborhood. Cars drove by him every so often. He turned his attention back to his phone making sure no passerby could see as well.

Richard stood at the side of the bed, Brooke laid on her side facing where Richard was standing, still asleep. Richard played with his cock in one hand while he caressed Brooke face with the other. He used his thumb to play with her mouth, slowly opening it and inserting his thumb.

Brooke instinctively sucked on Richard’s thumb. From what Dean could see, he believes she was still asleep. Richard withdraws his thumb leaving Brooke’s mouth wide open. Richard took a few steps closer to the bed, his cock now looking to be semi-erect. He places the head of his cock at the opening of Brooke’s mouth. Brooke while still sleeping sucks on the tip of Richard’s cock.

Dean can feel his pants tighten, he rubs his cock through his pants. He dares not take out his cock in fear of being seen by the neighborhood houses, he knows he will need to find a better spot but he doesn’t want to miss what’s happening right now.

It’s not until Richard starts to thrust his cock deeper into Brooke’s mouth that she wakes up. Brooke’s eyes shot open surprised to have a head of a cock in her mouth. She makes eye contact with Richard and doesn’t back away, she lets him continue what he was doing. Brooke grabs Richard’s cock with her hand and strokes it while sucking on the head.

“That’s my good girl.” Richard says as he pets Brooke’s head. Brooke closes her eyes again, not for sleeping but for her to really concentrate on sucking Richard’s dick. Dean can see that she is slowly getting into it, she starts bobbing her head and stroking Richard’s cock in a rhythm.

“Want to hear our plans for today?” Richard says as he looks down at Brooke. All Brooke could muster was a ‘mhm’ as she continued to please Richard. Dean watched as Richard paused for a moment to maybe think about what he was going to say next.