The aftermath

Brooke turned around to look at Dean after closing the door. “The Master Plan... it’s over now... right?” She said.

Dean was in a state of shock, he was still trying to process what just happened. He was almost sure that Brooke was going to leave him for Richard. Dean didn’t say anything as he stood frozen in place. Brooke spoke up again, “Richard moved out, so that means the Master Plan is over, right?”

The Master Plan was over.

Dean managed to get out a “Yes,” his mind still reliving the moment Brooke shut the door in Richard’s face.

Brooke ran over to Dean and jumped into his arms and hugged him tight. “I thought the Master Plan was never going to end.” She said. Dean still couldn’t believe what was happening and whether to believe it or not. The Master Plan was so engrained in their life that it was the norm.

Brooke gave Dean a kiss, a real kiss, right on the lips. He felt passion behind it, this was real, Brooke was his once again. Brooke pulled back from the kiss, “Well say something” she chuckled.

Dean could smell the stench coming from Brooke, she really needed a shower but that definitely wasn’t what he wanted to say to her. He let out a “Uh...”

“Meet me upstairs dummy” Brooke said as she pulled away from Dean and ran up the stairs.

Dean couldn’t help himself, he looked out the window in the front to see if Richard was still there, he was not. Richard’s car was gone, he was finally out of Dean’s life.

Dean ran up the stairs and to his bedroom where Brooke was waiting for him.

Brooke was on his bed, face on the sheet and ass in the air facing the doorway, the position she used to greet Dean with before the Master Plan ever took place.

Brooke took it upon her self to start without Dean by fingering herself. Dean quickly undressed but remembered quickly that Brooke still hasn’t showered in over a day. Although disgusting, Dean pushes that thought to the back of his head. Not only has Brooke not showered but Richard apparently came in her 18 times since her last shower. Dean tries to shrug off that thought as well.

Dean stroked his cock to get hard, he was going to fuck his girlfriend for the first time in what seemed like a lifetime ago. Dean lined up his cock. “Fuck me baby, please” Brooke said somewhat muffled by the bed.

Dean slowly penetrated Brooke with ease, she was so wet, he slid right in. It’s been so long since Dean was inside her, her pussy felt strange to him almost unfamiliar. He tried to convince himself that it was just because they didn’t have sex in awhile.

Dean kept pumping away, fast, he was just so excited to be having sex with his girlfriend once again. Dean felt Brooke’s pussy become tighter, he could feel that she slipped her fingers inside. Brooke started to moan from fingering herself with Dean’s cock pumping in her as well.

Dean couldn’t help himself, he came after only a minute. Dean ejaculated into Brooke, filling her with cum. In Dean’s mind he reclaimed Brooke’s pussy right then, he marked his territory. Dean pulled out and was shortly followed by Brooke’s finger which were now covered in his cum. She wiped her fingers on the bed to rid themselves of his cum before playing with her clit. Dean laid beside her.

Dean figured they are going to have to talk about everything that has happened sooner rather than later. Dean and Brooke haven’t had a meaningful conversation since the beginning of the Master Plan. He wasn’t even sure how to begin. Brooke sat up and Dean got a whiff of her again, maybe she should shower first, she was starting to make him nauseous.

Brooke must have read his mind or smelled herself because she said, “I’m going to shower now.” She gave Dean a kiss on the cheek and jumped up off the bed and went into the bathroom. He watched her walk away, her body looked better than ever, or maybe that was because he wasn’t staring at it through a phone for once.

Dean laid his head down but he couldn’t relax, he can’t help but feel uneasy about everything. The Master Plan took control of his life and now it was just gone like that? Was he just being paranoid? Dean was unsure what would convince him that everything was back to normal. Clearly the sex wasn’t enough for Dean, he still had thoughts in the back of his mind, was Richard really gone?