The Hollow Pill, Part 3

Lucinda woke first in the morning. The men still lay cuddled against her, their hands on her breasts. She lifted them off gently and slid down to the foot of the bed. She got up and looked at where she had lain. A yellow crust of semen had hardened on the sheet.She went into the bathroom, looked for a clean towel, but saw only a used one hanging on a rack on the wall. She smelled it. It was a little musky, but not too bad. She stepped into the tub, closed the blue plastic curtain, and turned on the shower. She lathered herself with a bar of soap, rinsed her mouth under the spray, and squeezed two sudsy fingers up her vagina, trying to get it clean. She thought about doing the same with her anus, but she couldn?t bring herself to do it. Instead she soaped her ass well and ran her fingers through the crease. But she felt sore there and had to give up.She turned off the taps, dried herself, and went back in the bedroom. The men were still sleeping. She found her clothes on the floor. Her panties were stiff with dried semen but she put them on anyway. She stepped into her sundress and pulled it up.In the kitchen, she searched for coffee, found a jar of instant in one of the cupboards. She boiled water in a kettle, made a cup, and sat at the kitchen table, thinking.She was horrified at what she had done, and was at a loss to explain it. Perhaps it had been revenge, the best medicine some say. But if this was medicine it felt empty, like a hollow pill.Replaying the events in her head, she knew that it had started in Adam?s truck. She had had no intention of cheating on Bob, despite her earlier thoughts to the contrary. No, it was the damn wine and the pot?they had made her feeble, weak. But she couldn?t deny that at some point she had begun enjoying the feel of Adam?s cock in her mouth, the güvenilir bahis power it seemed to give her over him. And though she certainly hadn?t given her consent to Randy to lick her pussy or fuck her, her orgasm on the end of his cock?the most powerful one she had ever had?was testament that she had enjoyed that as well.The scene in the bedroom had begun with good intentions?she had just wanted to get warm?but somehow that too had changed. She couldn?t pinpoint the exact moment, but she thought it had started with Adam kissing her. He was the best kisser she had ever experienced. His tongue probing her mouth had actually given her several mini-orgasms. Thinking about it now, a blush came to her cheeks. Had she really asked if she could put her tongue in his mouth? Had she been so bold? Her memories were cloudy, but she thought she had. And when he rolled over, with her on top, there was no doubt that she had taken the initiative. While he lay there placidly, she had fucked him. Hard.She never would have given permission to Randy to fuck her ass, though, not in a million years. And not just because it had been so painful, but because he was Ricky?s Gillespie?s father, a boy she near loathed. Although she thought she had some feelings for Adam, with his dreamy blue eyes and lean physique, the only feeling she had for Randy was disgust. Then why had she kissed him after they used her, massaged his tongue with hers? That was what they had done?used her as a come bucket, disregarding her pain, rocking her between them like a ship in distress. And she had been in distress?until Adam told her to come for them. She came all right, in a great gushing orgasm, shivers rattling through her body like shingles in a storm, flailing and moaning like a ten-dollar whore.The reliving of it heated güvenilir bahis siteleri her cheeks again.She needed a plan for when the men woke up, something to say, a script, so she wouldn?t have to see them again. Avoiding Randy shouldn?t be hard; this late in the school year there were no more parent-teacher meetings, and he would never mention this to his son.Adam? Well, he was a friend of Penny and Greg?or at least an acquaintance?so that might be more difficult. He was divorced and had nothing to lose by leaking information to her friends. If he did, she would just have to confront it head-on. She would have to confess her sins to Penny, explain it was because of the alcohol and the drugs, and hope she would understand?and not tell Greg. She didn?t think she would tell?Penny had always been a stalwart at her side. And she knew about Bob?s infidelity and would take that into account.Satisfied, Lucinda got up and made herself another coffee. As she was drinking it, Adam came out of the bedroom in black boxer shorts, his hair mussed, his eyes looking sleepy. ?Good morning,? he said.?Morning.? She faked a smile.He walked over to the kettle, filled it, and plugged it in.?Adam, I hate to ask this before you?ve even had a coffee, but do you think we could go back to Laredo Slim?s to look for my purse? It?s bothering me.?He rubbed a knuckle against his eye. ?Sure. Just let me get some clothes on.??I?ll make you a coffee to go, okay??He nodded and went into the bedroom.When he returned, he took his coffee in a travel mug and they went out to the truck. Lucinda had tried to be careful last night after Randy came inside her to make sure her dress was under her when she sat up. Even so, she saw a dried scab of semen on the gray vinyl seat, and felt a twinge of embarrassment. As she iddaa siteleri climbed into the cab, she wondered how bad the stain was on the back of her dress. She hadn?t thought to check before she put it on. She would have to be mindful of it when they got to the bar, keep her back turned away from people. It was early, just a little after ten, so there shouldn?t be many there.Adam pulled into a gas station a few blocks away and filled the truck. Then they left for Laredo Slim?s.None of the night staff was working but the owner was there. He checked under the bar and found her white clutch. A note stuck to it with Scotch tape said it had been found in the women?s washroom, gave Lucinda?s description, and said she?d been looking for it. Lucinda was relieved.When they went outside, she opened it and was happy to see her money, house key, and credit and bank cards all intact. Saying a silent prayer, she walked with Adam back to the truck.***She had him pull to the curb around the corner from her house so he wouldn?t know where she lived, and forced a closed-mouth smile. ?Well, I guess this is goodbye,? she said. ?Thanks for everything, Adam.?His smile seemed more sincere than hers. ?Thank you, Lucinda.?She opened the door and went to step out.?Lucinda??She turned her head.?Can I see you again???I don?t think that would be wise, Adam.? She got out and shut the door.She waited until he had left before she started walking home. There was a moment?s discomfort when her next-door neighbor waved at her from his front stoop, mainly because she was concerned about the stain on her dress. But from this distance she knew it was unlikely that he saw it.She went in the house, buried her dress and panties in the bottom of the clothes hamper, and put on her robe. She picked up the bedside phone and, hearing the messages-waiting tone, punched in the password.The first call had come at 11:10 last night.?Hi, honey,? Bob said. ?Just calling to say I miss you. You?re probably already in bed. Okay. Sleep tight. Pleasant dreams. I?ll see you tomorrow.?