Tammy: The man pulled me up the stairs to a hallway. He opened the first door he came across and we got in. It was a room with a bed in the corner, dressed with white beddings. There was a nightstand by it with a lamp on it. The walls were black, free of paintings and any other decorations. There was a white couch in one corner of the room. The grey c

Tammy: Getting to the room he'd given me, I ran into the bathroom to clean up. There was already a toothbrush there and I used it. It actually looked new. There was also body wash and shampoo. A white towel hung on the

Tammy: Brunch was going well with everyone chattering about one thing or the other. Gradually, the conversation shifted to business chatters, where I gathered that Zoe was the heir to her father's business empire as his only child.  

Tammy: I jolted awake, panting heavily. Looking at the bed, I noticed the comforter was not on it but on the floor. It must have fallen from my wild thrashing. In the darkness, I reached towards the nightstand to switch on the lamp which illuminated the room in a soft yellow glow. 

Damon: Watching Tammy move around in my kitchen in just my t-shirt and boxers shouldn't be as sexually appealing as I found it. But every time she reached up to take something from the cabinets or bent, the shirt rode up, presenting me with the enticing view of her supple ass cheeks, boxers wedged between them.