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Story: Fake for 7 days
And again.
And again.
Over and over.
"Oh yes, Carter," Isabella moaned loudly. At that moment, she shuddered beneath me and I felt her vagina contract around my cock. Again. And again.
Yes baby.
Isabella was coming.
Powerfully.
Her moans echoed through my living room.
I thrust again. Again. And again.
Then I too found my release inside her.
Chapter 18 ~ Carter ~
Thebigdaywasthe day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, Cameron would get married, and Isabella would play the role of my fiancée in front of my family. What would my grandmother say to her?
Would Isabella appear believable?
Would our engagement seem credible?
The dress rehearsal at the charity event in the Waldorf Astoria was... well, it wasn't really a dress rehearsal. As wonderful and satisfying as the evening had ended, we hadn't actually practiced appearing together as an engaged couple.
At first, I hadn't given this matter much thought, but as the wedding drew closer, it began to dominate my mind. When I had made the offer to Isabella, I hadn't wasted a thought on whether we might not appear credible.
Don't worry, Carter. It'll be fine. Everything has gone well so far.
Indeed, everything had gone well. The attraction between us was real. So why shouldn't we appear credible? What could go wrong? If anything threatened to get out of control, I would simply kiss Isabella. Then, at most, I might lose control myself. I grinned at this thought. Something like that would really throw Cameron's carefully planned wedding into disarray...
What was Isabella going to wear, anyway?
Surely it couldn't hurt to at least find that out. I opened WhatsApp and typed a few short lines.
Need to discuss something with you about the wedding. In my office in an hour?
Isabella responded immediately.
See you later. Looking forward to it.
She added a small heart.
Women.
Why they had to get so emotional over the smallest message would forever remain a mystery to me. I didn't use hearts. Never had.
A knock on the office door interrupted my thoughts. Good.
What have you been thinking about lately, Carter? It's really time for this wedding to be over so you can focus on the important things in life again. The ones that matter. Your goals.
Francis poked his head through the door.
"Mr. Jenkins, I have news from Mr. Jordan and Mr. Winkle."
And again.
Over and over.
"Oh yes, Carter," Isabella moaned loudly. At that moment, she shuddered beneath me and I felt her vagina contract around my cock. Again. And again.
Yes baby.
Isabella was coming.
Powerfully.
Her moans echoed through my living room.
I thrust again. Again. And again.
Then I too found my release inside her.
Chapter 18 ~ Carter ~
Thebigdaywasthe day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, Cameron would get married, and Isabella would play the role of my fiancée in front of my family. What would my grandmother say to her?
Would Isabella appear believable?
Would our engagement seem credible?
The dress rehearsal at the charity event in the Waldorf Astoria was... well, it wasn't really a dress rehearsal. As wonderful and satisfying as the evening had ended, we hadn't actually practiced appearing together as an engaged couple.
At first, I hadn't given this matter much thought, but as the wedding drew closer, it began to dominate my mind. When I had made the offer to Isabella, I hadn't wasted a thought on whether we might not appear credible.
Don't worry, Carter. It'll be fine. Everything has gone well so far.
Indeed, everything had gone well. The attraction between us was real. So why shouldn't we appear credible? What could go wrong? If anything threatened to get out of control, I would simply kiss Isabella. Then, at most, I might lose control myself. I grinned at this thought. Something like that would really throw Cameron's carefully planned wedding into disarray...
What was Isabella going to wear, anyway?
Surely it couldn't hurt to at least find that out. I opened WhatsApp and typed a few short lines.
Need to discuss something with you about the wedding. In my office in an hour?
Isabella responded immediately.
See you later. Looking forward to it.
She added a small heart.
Women.
Why they had to get so emotional over the smallest message would forever remain a mystery to me. I didn't use hearts. Never had.
A knock on the office door interrupted my thoughts. Good.
What have you been thinking about lately, Carter? It's really time for this wedding to be over so you can focus on the important things in life again. The ones that matter. Your goals.
Francis poked his head through the door.
"Mr. Jenkins, I have news from Mr. Jordan and Mr. Winkle."
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