Reindeer Games
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Carol Masters couldn’t help but seethe every time she thought about what her ex had done to her boyfriend. Someone ought to teach Nicky a lesson but Carol was a realist. She knew just how likely it was that Nicky would ever pay a penalty for what he’d done.
Yeah, she knew what the facts were. Nicky wasn’t going to come close to paying for turning her boyfriend quite literally into a fucking idiot unless ... unless she was the one who exacted the payment.
Well now, there was something to that. She most certainly could be the one who’d make Nicky pay but even if she were the one to do it, the question was just how exactly would she do it.
Of course, if she did do it, the punishment would have to fit the crime and as much as she would have loved to have turned her husband into a sex-addled lech, she knew that just wasn’t going to happen and if that wasn’t going to happen, well that meant only one thing.
Carol couldn’t help but smile. This might be fun, she told herself, and who knew, maybe when all was said and done, maybe her ex might learn something from it. Probably not, she had to admit, but there was always a chance.
Yeah, she told herself. There was always a chance.
Holly Ivie arrived home after a long day on campus. She was looking forward to a night in with nothing to do but just stay at home and relax.
But when Holly got home and when she opened the door to her apartment, she found that she suddenly wasn’t alone because when she opened the door to her apartment, she found there was a woman waiting for her there and more than that, she found it was a woman she knew.
“Don’t,” the woman said and Holly’s scream stopped before it ever left her mouth.
“Come inside, won’t you. We have to talk.”
“You know who I am, don’t you?” the other woman said.
Holly nodded. She wasn’t sure why she wasn’t running away but she knew she wasn’t going anywhere. “I know who you are,” she said. “You’re my boyfriend’s ex-wife.”
Carol smiled. “That’s right,” she said, “and you’re his little slut.”
Maybe she should have been offended by that characterization of her, Holly told herself, but she wasn’t. If the other woman wanted to call her a slut, then so what. It didn’t change what she was.
“You and I have to talk,” Carol said. “Did you know my ex isn’t necessarily a nice man?”
“Says you.”
“That’s right. Says me. He likes you fine right now, but you don’t know what he can do to you if he decides it’s time for you to go.”
It would never be time for her to go. At least that was what Holly hoped. She loved Nick too much to do anything that would make him upset with her. “I don’t think that’s going to happen,” she said.
“No? You sure about that?”
“I’m sure about it,” Holly said haughtily. “I’m not about to let Nick get away.”
Carol just smiled at the implied jab at her as the one who had let Nicky get away. The girl really should learn to be more respectful of her betters but then one did have to make allowances for youth. After all, she probably just didn’t know better. Still, if she didn’t watch it, that mouth was likely to get her in trouble and then Carol smiled at that because in that instant, she knew exactly what it was she was going to do.
“Why are you in my apartment?” Holly asked.
“Well now, that’s an interesting question. I’m here to teach a lesson.”
“Of me? Come on.”
Carol just smiled. “Oh come now. You think much too much of yourself. Did I say I was here to teach you a lesson?”
“But I thought—”
“Oh my dear, I knew exactly what you thought. Your mind is like an open book to me,” Carol said with a smile because that, in fact, was exactly what Holly’s mind was to her, “but really, you’re much to young to be properly educated.”
“But—”
“My dear, don’t you think you should be getting ready?”
“Getting ready?”
“To go out.”
Well sure, Holly thought. She did need to go out but it wasn’t like she needed the other woman to remind her of that. “I was going to go out,” she said.
“Oh my,” the other woman said, “and look at me. I’m in the way here, aren’t I?”
Well yeah, Holly wanted to say but then she didn’t want to be rude.
“I guess I better be going then.”
“Well if you must,” Holly said hopefully.
“Enjoy your night out,” the other woman said. “Actually, I’m sure you will.”
Holly walked the other woman to the door and she let her out of her apartment but it never occurred to her to ask why it was that the other woman was there or just how she’d managed to get into her apartment or what the reason that her boyfriend’s ex-wife would have in wanting to come talk to her. None of that mattered in fact. What mattered was that she had to get herself ready.
She went to her closet. She wanted something hot, she told herself and while she had lots of things that she was sure would be classified as “hot”, she didn’t seem to have that one quintessentially “right” thing that would make her so totally hot, or at least she didn’t have it until her eyes fell on the red dress.
Funny, she thought. She hadn’t remembered having a dress like that but as soon as she saw it, she knew that was the dress for her. It was perfect. It was totally hot.
Oh my God. That was so hot and she was going to look so hot in it. The guys were just going to eat her up in that.
She stopped for a moment. Why should she care about that, she wondered. It wasn’t like she didn’t have a boyfriend already so what should she care about that.
But in the next instant, any concerns she might have had were swept away. The red dress was hot and that’s all there was to it.
Of course, if you were going to wear the red dress then you needed just the right underwear to go with it. Something that said, hey, this dress might be hot but if you’ve gotten this far, you’re going to see that I’m even hotter than that and as soon as Holly knew that, she knew exactly what it was she wanted to wear. It was red like her dress and it was hot.
It was odd, she thought. She hadn’t even thought she was going to go out that night. Maybe she was going to hang around the apartment and wait for a call from Nicky and she certainly had homework to do. It wasn’t like she needed to go out and yet even as she thought these things, her mind seemed to override herself. She did need to go out. She needed to go out and she needed something more.
She wasn’t used to picking where to go. Usually, Nicky did that. Oh sure, sometimes he might ask her what she thought, but in the end, she had the feeling that she always chose what Nicky wanted.
This time though, she had no such guidance, and yet she knew exactly where it was she wanted to go.
It wasn’t really a club really. It was more of a bar with a dance floor and if that made it a club, then fine, it was a club. The cool thing, Holly thought, was that she’d been sure that she’d been noticed almost from the time she walked in the place.
A man came up to her. “Hey,” he said. “Can I buy you a drink?”
Holly shook her head. He was a nice enough looking guy as far as guys went but she had a boyfriend. She was just here because she wanted to have a night out. “I’m sorry,” she told the man. “I’ve got a boyfriend.”
“Is he here?” the man asked.
“No.”
“Then let me buy you a drink anyway.”
Well perhaps, Holly thought.
“Come on,” the man said. “Who’s going to know?”
He was right about that. After all, Nicky wasn’t here.
“Come on,” the man said again.
“Okay.”
“You’re going to let me buy you a drink?”
“Sure.”
“That’s great. What’ll you have?”
“Do you think they have wine?”
“Here,” he said with a laugh. “I doubt it.”
“How about a strawberry daiquiri then?”
“Oh I’m sure they can do that.”
“Then how about that.”
“One strawberry daiquiri coming right up. My name’s Gabriel, by the way.”
“I’m Holly,” the girl said.
“It’s good to meet you, Holly. I’ll be back in a minute with our drinks.”
Holly wasn’t stupid. She heard the word “our.” Fine. She’d let him buy her a drink, but it wasn’t like she was going to let it go any further than that. After all, she had a boyfriend.
It wasn’t long before Gabriel got the message and while Gabriel may have come and gone, the drinks, it seemed seemed to keep on coming and the more she drank, it seemed, the more she wanted to drink.
That was how she found herself in a booth with three guys. One of them was motioning for a waitress to bring her another drink. “Oh my,” Holly said woodenly. “I shouldn’t. I’m ... I’m getting kind of tipsy.”
Tipsy wasn’t exactly the word for it but Holly didn’t want to say that.
“Why not?” the man beside her said.
“I told you,” she said. “I got a boyfriend.”
“Yeah,” said another of the men, “but like you also said, he’s not here.”
“That was true, Holly had to admit. Nicky wasn’t here and then she felt the man beside her give her a little squeeze and she couldn’t help but giggle. “That tickles,” she said.
“Does it now?”
Holly nodded. “It really does.”
“Then maybe we should find something else to do.”
“Like what?”
The man’s hand slid over her tummy. “I think you know what we could do.”
“I already told you. I’ve got a boyfriend.”
“A boyfriend who’s not here.”
Holly said nothing.
“But we are here.”
“We?” Holly asked woodenly.
“Me and my buddies.”
“What?”
“Don’t tell me a hot little thing like you hasn’t ever done three guys at the same time before.”
Holly shook her head.
“Then you definitely got to do it.”
“But I have a boyfriend.”
“Yeah but we’ve already been over the before. He’s not here, is he?”
“Uh uh.”
“Then it must be okay to do it, right?” and even as he said it, he squeezed her side.
Holly giggled again. “I already told you. That tickles.”
“Then give me your hand.”
Holly willingly handed over her hand. “What are you going to do?” she asked.
“I just want to know something,” the man said even as he pressed her hand between his legs. “I just want to know what you think about this.”
“Oh my gosh,” she gushed.
“Do you like that?”
“Oh yeah,” the girl gushed even as her hand massaged the man’s cock inside his pants.
“Do you want to see more of that?”
“Mm hmm.”
“But what about your boyfriend?”
The question barely made it through Holly’s booze-addled mind but all the while, her hand was stroking the man’s cock. “You said he wasn’t here,” she said finally.
“That’s right.”
Holly let a hand slide under the table and then she was leaning up against the man beside her even as her hand found its way to the man’s pants. He’d said his name was Jack something. Frost. That was it. That was his name but she leaned up against the man. She knew it was wrong, and yet ...
“Well, if he’s not here,” she said.
“Whoa,” the man said.
“What’s the matter, Jack?”
“Our little honey here,” said the man Holly was leaning up against.
“What about her?” said the other.
“She’s got her hand on my cock.”
“It’s okay,” Holly said. “My boyfriend’s not here.”
“Whoa. You wouldn’t believe what she’s doing now.”
“What?”
“She’s stroking my cock.”
“Yeah.”
“We been over that,” Holly slurred. Even if she’d realized that as she got more inebriated, her need for sex was going up, she wouldn’t have known why. “My boyfriend’s not here,” she said again.
“Whoa. We need to ... to go somewhere.”
“Go somewhere? Why would we need to go somewhere? I thought we’ve been over that. My boyfriend’s not here.”
“Oh my God.”
“What?”
“She’s got my dick out of my pants now.”
“That’s not all I’ve got,” Holly purred and with that, she let her head slide down below the table.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned.
Even as Holly was sucking on the one man’s cock, the one on her other side of her ran a hand over her luscious bottom and when that meant with no resistance, he went even further, letting his hand slide down her legs and then up under dress, and as her legs parted, his hand followed those legs all the way up to her pussy.
“Mmm yeah,” she groaned against the cock she was sucking and her legs spread even more.
Klaus could already feel how wet the girl was but now his fingers were easing her panties to one side and then he was sliding a finger against her clit and it wasn’t long before he was pushing that finger up inside her pussy.
“Mmm,” Holly moaned. She knew the man was coming up behind her and she could feel his cock between her legs and she knew she should be concerned but her alcohol besotted mind just couldn’t bring herself to make herself think that there was anything wrong.
And besides, oh fuck, besides, that cock just felt so good inside her pussy.
“Damn,” the man in her pussy said.
“What?”
“Our little honey here’s got a tight, little pussy.”
“You just remember to save some of that for me,” Jack said.
Jack’s companion looked at the other man like he was crazy. “I’m not going to save her for you,” Klaus said. “I’m going to fuck her and if you want a part of this pussy, then you have to do something about it.”
“Come on man. That’s not fair.”
But Jack’s partner wasn’t interested in being fair and apparently, neither was his cock. “Oh my God,” the man groaned. “Oh my God. I’m going to cum.”
“Come on man.”
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck. I’m cumming.”
It shouldn’t have excited him, Jack told himself, but it was clear that his friend was excited and what was even more clear was just how much the girl was excited. Her mouth sucked Jack hard even as the other man started to cum inside her and she just kept right on sucking him until his cock just couldn’t take it anymore and with a groan, Jack started to cum in the girl’s mouth.
Fuck that was good, Jack told himself and it wasn’t like this was the first time he’d had a girl suck his cock but it was certainly the best one and to think, the girl was totally blitzed out of her mind. Maybe that was what it took, he told himself. Maybe that was what it took to be a good cock sucker.
Well, that might be the case but even if it was, Jack promised himself, next time, he was going to get to fuck her pussy.
As soon as Nick wasn’t able to reach Holly either at her apartment or on her cell, he knew. Goddamn it, Carol, he said to himself. Leave Holly alone.
But knowing that something was up wasn’t the same as finding Holly. In fact, he didn’t find her until the next day.
“Hullo,” came her groggy voice when she finally answered her phone.
“Holly? Is that you?”
“Oh, Nick. Oh fuck. My head hurts.”
“Where were you?” he demanded.
The girl suddenly became evasive and Nick knew right away that he wasn’t going to like the answer. “Nick,” she said finally.
“Yeah?”
“I went out last night.”
Yeah, well Nick had already figured that out. “Go on,” he prompted.
“I went to a bar.”
Okay. So far, there was nothing wrong with that but he had the feeling that it wasn’t going to end there. “Go on,” he said tersely.
“I did something stupid,” his girl said.
“Okay. Go on.”
Holly didn’t say anything.
“Holly, are you still there?”
“I’m here.”
“What’d you do?”
“Please, Nicky. I don’t want to say.”
“I want you to tell me.”
“You’re going to be mad.”
Yeah, the man had to admit. That was probably true. If he’d been there with her, he could have just read her mind but he couldn’t do that over the phone. “I’m not going to be mad,” he said and to himself, he amended that. “I won’t be mad at you,” he said.
“I, um, I ... you promise you won’t be mad?”
“Holly. Just tell me.”
“Okay. I let some guys pick me up in the bar.”
“And?”
“And I let them take me home and fuck me.”
Dammit.
“Please don’t be mad,” the girl pleaded.
“I’m not mad.”
“You’re not?”
That probably wasn’t the right thing to say. “Holly, we need to talk.”
“You’re not mad, are you?”
“Holly, this can be fixed. We just need to talk.”
Nick was sure his girlfriend didn’t believe him. He wouldn’t have believed it if someone had told him that but actually, it was true. He could make Holly forget about everything she’d done and after he’d done that, then he’d have to see about getting back at his ex-wife and as soon as it was done, he’d definitely be thinking about what he was going to do to Carol next.