Chapter 15 Illicit Obsession

• The sex doll is gone from the bed, and in its place is the real life curvy body of a young woman. I immediately know it’s Chrissy and my cock instantly hardens and starts to rise again, throbbing with lust at the delicious sight of her bare pussy, her milky thighs, and her huge, heavy tits with their delicious pink nipples. Chrissy’s long blonde locks cascade from beneath the bedsheet covering her face. She’s lying dead still, the only sign of life coming from the gentle rise and fall of her soft belly as she breathes.
• Was this her plan all along? To lure me away long enough so she could substitute herself for the doll? Does she really think I’m so stupid that I would actually fall for this? Or is she hoping I won’t care about the game, and fuck her anyways? For God’s sake, if she wants me to do her so badly, she could have just asked. I may have been holding back from making a move on her because of the taboos involved, but I’d have been more than happy to give her good fuck if it was coming from her. This game, on the other hand, is ridiculous.
• I’m tempted to yank the bedsheet away and tell her how stupid and crazy she’s acting, and then send her out of the room so I can finish what I started with my newest purchase. It would be the right thing to do. But Chrissy’s a grown woman, of legal consenting age. She technically knows what she wants. And if what she wants is for me to pretend I don’t know it’s her, and use her for my pleasure, then that’s what she’ll get.