Chapter 14 Illicit Obsession

• As soon as I hear Brad storm down the stairs, I open my bedroom door soundlessly and poke my head out. Brad’s disappearing down the stairs when I look, and I’m momentarily stunned by the murderous look on his handsome face. He doesn’t see me, but I catch a glimpse of his naked, ripped body, with nothing but a towel around his waist and his cock still hard from fucking the sex doll. It points straight out into the towel, forming a tent pole inside the material. I swallow hard and will myself forward. I need to keep my wits about me if I ever want to see that rock hard staff up close.
• Brad storms down to the first floor, still cursing under his breath, and I make a dash for it. Rushing onto the landing, I dart soundlessly up the stairs to the top floor and along the hallway leading to Brad’s bedroom. Good, he left it open. My heart pounding, I hurry inside and am immediately greeted by a sex doll on the bed, her pretend pussy still glistening with lube. The doll’s torso is covered by a sheet, exposing only her pussy and legs, but when I pull the sheet off, I see that she’s blonde and blue-eyed, like me. She’s much, much slimmer than I am, and has nothing of my luscious curves, but that’s fine. I can’t stop now because I have only moments to act. Picking the doll up from the bed, I’m surprised by how much she weighs, but I’m able to lug her over to a large, mirrored closet flanking the wall.
• Then, the front door slams angrily downstairs and I freeze, the life-size sex doll hanging awkwardly from my arms. Oh shit! Brad’s on his way back! Sure enough, his footsteps thunder up the stairs and within seconds, I hear him striding along the hallway towards the bedroom.Towards me.I’m out of time, and my plan has failed before it’s begun. Within seconds he’ll burst through the door and find me here, in his most private of spaces, holding a sex doll whose silicone pussy no doubt already holds plenty of his pre-come. It’s over.