[18+ Only, Mature Conent]
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"We shouldn't be doing this...." I moan against his lips as my hands tug at the zipper of his pants.
"I know." His deep, husky voice whispers trough the small spaces between our mouths. His pants slide down as my hands...
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V A N E S S A
"I'll be back tomorrow night, dear, I promise." Faust sweet talks my mom as he tells her of his 'business trip' he'll be attending tonight.
"Alright, honey. You'll call me once you get to your hotel?" My mother worried voice prying into him-probably trying to guilt trip the truth out of him-but he just nods his head and kisses her forehead. He sends me an irksome glance before he waves us goodbye and leaves.
My mother turns to me, fret swallows her shaken orbs as I can already tell what she's thinking-he's having an affair.
"Mom, stop. Faust isn't going to be gone long and he's faithful to you. He's not like the rest of them, he's special and he loves you." The lies pour from my sinful mouth, just to throw her suspicions off him.
"You're right," aren't I always? "I don't know what I'm even worrying about. He's done nothing wrong and treats me well. Not to mention that you two get along amazingly." You don't know the half of it. "You want to watch a movie and order pizza?"
"Sounds good." I grin as she dials one of the local pizza places and walks into the kitchen. I check my phone and smirk as I see a text from Faust: "I can't wait to see you tonight, Darling."
Oh my, what fun it is to be fucking your mothers' husband. * * "Are you on your way yet?" Faust asks me as I hold my phone to my ear whilst slipping on my heels.
"Almost, I'm still waiting for my Uber." I whisper as I stand by the front door peering out the window.
"Tell them to drive fast, I can't wait any longer."
"Patience Daddy, I'll be there soon."
"God I love it when you call me that." His voice groans in pleasure as I bite my lip, imagining him stroking his large cock to the sound of my voice.
"Daddy, my Uber is here."
"Alright Darling, see you soon." We hang up and I quietly slip out of the house and lock it, hoping my mother hears nothing but her constant snoring in the room she shares with my doxy.
"Where you heading?" The man asks me as I slide into his backseat.
"L'Hôtel des Amoureux (The Lovers Hotel)." I say, having to spell out the name of the French titled hotel multiple times before he actually got it right. "Oh, and drive fast please, I'm in a hurry." I buckle in and watch the palm trees that are illuminated by street lamps zip past my window as the man drives.
It was t long before he pulls into the hotel and I pay him, going on my way inside. I walk in the giant lobby that is gold from the ceiling beams to the baseboards. I keep my head down and head to the front desk, but get sidetracked when a familiar hand touches my arm.
"There you are, Darling." Faust whispers into my ear before guiding me with his palm resting on the low point on my back to the golden elevator. No one at the front desks says a word as their eyes glue onto Faust and I while the doors close slowly. Faust swipes a keycard and the elevator takes us up.
