never suspected (closed for cnuveau)

[thelastvalkyron]

It was her brother's birthday party, and all of his friends were having a get together at their favorite bar downtown. Roxie had gotten a text about the party a few days before and had asked for time off of work so she could help set up the party and stay all night. Since she had graduated college and started working at the non-profit downtown, Roxie found she had less time to see family, and even less time to stay out late and have a little fun. So, for tonight, Roxie had put on her favorite dress, the one that was low-cut and covered in sequins, let her long blonde hair down, and had a good time--and more than a few good drinks.

The night was almost over now, it being around midnight. Most people were leaving, a few dwindling groups here or there. Roxie had just said goodbye to her brother, and in all honesty, was planning on going home after the party. But she wasn't ready to leave just yet; grabbing her glass of champagne, she turned on her stiletto heels and was about to go meet up with a few friends around the bar when she collided with someone who was right in front of her. The champagne she was carrying spilled all down her chest and her dress, and Roxie gasped in surprise.

"Shit..." she muttered, fingers trailing over her collarbone before she looked up to see who had been in her way.

 

[cnuveau]

Brian had know who Roxy was almost since the day she walked on campus her freshman year. He could still remember that first rush party when he’d seen her. Brian and Rick were in the same fraternity and seniors at the time, though Rick and he weren’t all that close.

When Rick and Brian were recruited by the same private equity firm their friendship started to blossom. Brian had met Roxie a couple times when she was home for winter break or at a bar over the summer but she never paid much attention to him. Now established in his career and making substantial money he was sure she’d notice him now.

He’d been watching her from afar for most of her birthday party and when the crowd had sufficiently thinned out he decided to make his move. He was just approaching her when she turned abruptly and ran straight into him sending her champagne flying and coating both of them. “Shit I’m sorry. Let me get that.” Brian gasped, quickly grabbing some napkins from the bar then reaching to dry her. It wasn’t until his eyes settled on her drenched cleavage that he realized how ridiculously inappropriate what he was doing was. “Oh, sorry. Here you go.” He stammered awkwardly, handing her the napkins while his gaze remained fixed on her full breasts.

 

[thelastvalkyron]

Roxy sighed. It was Brian, a friend of her brother's from back in college who now worked with Rick at a private equity firm. Brian had always been nice, a harmless guy who was sort of just there but never really stood out. He was close enough with Rick to be at family gatherings, and she had always had a boyfriend or a fuck buddy whenever they met up during holidays or breaks, so Brian didn't get the time of day. That never really stopped Brian from making eyes at her, and Roxy had definitely noticed.

Sort of like the way she noticed him doing it right now.

"God, Brian, you got me all wet."

She snatched the napkins from his hand, dabbing at her wet breasts gingerly, knowing full well that he was looking. There was no boyfriend or fuck buddy in the picture, and honestly, Roxy missed the attention. And Brian wouldn't do anything other than look, so what was the problem in giving him a little show.

"I have to get this dry cleaned now." Roxy looked up at him, pouting. She looked down at her breasts, tugging gently at the front of her dress to make sure nothing had slipped out--next time she would wear a bra.

"Up here, buddy." She rolled her eyes, pointing at her face. "You could at least get me a new drink."

 

[cnuveau]

Brian couldn’t count the number of times he’d fantasized about her telling him how wet he’d gotten her but this was never the context. Fact was, every time he was around her he turned into a bumbling idiot. He never said the right thing or did the right thing and just like now, couldn’t manage to look at the right thing. “I’ll pay for the cleaning.” He said to her breasts before she called him out on it and caused his cheeks to take on a bright red hue.

“Yes of course. A drink.” Brian nearly ran to the bar to get himself out of the awkward situation he created and to get her drink. While the bartender poured it he did his best to compose himself. In his mind he could be as smooth and polished as Rick but that never seemed to manifest itself in any meaningful way.

As he waited he worked through what Rick might say when he returned although it was a little weird thinking about how a brother might hit on his sister. The meandering chain of thoughts led him to imagine himself being Rick, lying in bed with the thunder booming outside. “I’m scared can I sleep in here?” Her timid voice said as her hands nervously wrung the delicate fabric of her baby doll night gown.

“That’ll be ten bucks.”

The bartender’s voice snapped Brian from his thoughts and he tossed a $20 on the bar and grabbed the glass, forgetting his change. When he returned he handed Roxie the glass. “Here. Maybe you’ll let me make this up to you sometime.” He said, his gaze cast to the floor to avoid another embarrassing slip.

 

[thelastvalkyron]

She watched him run off, wondering what it was that Brian and her brother had in common. There had even been talk of Brian being the best man at Rick's wedding, and for the life of her, Roxy could not imagine that bumbling Brian planning any sort of bachelor party. Had the guy even ever been to a strip club? And honestly, as maid of honor, she really did not want to walk down any aisle with Brian; she was half convinced he was going to step on her dress. Roxy was running her fingers through her blonde hair when he returned, drink in hand. Which was a little bit impressive; he paid and everything. She smiled at him.

"Well, you said you would pay for the dry cleaning, too."

Roxie took the glass from Brian, running her tongue along the rim before she took a sip.

"Do you mean like, a date or something?"

 

[cnuveau]

Brian watched as her tongue ran along the rim and he inwardly groaned at how provocative it was.

He’d put so much effort into staying close with Rick and one day he knew it would pay off. Whatever it took, Brian was willing to do it. He’d worked countless hours preparing Rick’s investment analysis and even let Rick take credit for his ideas. It had gotten to the point that Rick was so reliant on him that if Brian were to stop he was sure Rick would be fired.

A date was exactly what Brian was thinking but he didn’t have the guts to vocalize that. The guise of repaying a debt left him plausible deniability and helped him avoid the devastating rejection he was sure would follow. When she suggested it herself though, Brian was stunned. “Sure we can make it a date if you’d like.” He replied, still not owning the fact that that was what he wanted.

 

[thelastvalkyron]

She tried to hide it, but Roxy let out a little giggle at Brian's stunned face. The guy was a grown man and couldn't even handle a girl messing with him; she was going to have fun with this. With a flick of her wrist, she tossed her hair over her shoulder, cradling her drink between her breasts; she even squeezed her arms together, pressing her breasts into her cup. She tilted her head at him as if she were considering his clumsy offer.

"A date with dinner? And dancing?" Roxy asked with a purr to her voice, and a small smile on her lips. She took another sip; this would have to be her last drink.

"That sounds more like something that you like, Brian."

 

[cnuveau]

Brian nodded along, trying not to stare at her tits again as she pressed the glass between them. It sounded like she was describing her perfect date until he was startled when her tone abruptly shifted. “Well yeah. I guess so.” He replied sheepishly though he’d much rather just take her home and bend her over his kitchen counter. He’d always imagined taking someone that way but the few women he’d been with were more lights off, missionary types and none of them were around long enough for him to progress to it.

“I mean, we could do whatever you want.” Brian continued, hoping to salvage what was increasingly looking like a lost cause.

 

[thelastvalkyron]

Roxie shook her head at him, not sure why Brian was even trying to talk to her. The guy seemed more distracted by her boobs than the fact that he might've just ruined her dress, and instead of apologizing for spilling the drink, he jumped right into making a move. Maybe she wasn't thinking clearly, but Roxie was almost beginning to wonder if he had bumped into her on purpose.

But that was silly.

"I'm too drunk for this," she muttered to herself. Despite the complaint, she finished the rest of the drink, then placed the cup on the counter. Nearly everyone had left the bar by now; even the bartender had stepped into the back.

"What I want to do is go home, take a shower, and not think of this night ever again."

 

[cnuveau]

Brian looked around seeing how the place had cleared out and saw his opportunity. She was clearly too drunk to drive herself and putting her in an Uber seemed like just as big a risk. “If you’d like I can give you a ride home. If you want I can wait and you can give me the dress and I’ll take it to get cleaned for you.” Brian eagerly offered.

As drunk as she was there giving her a ride home offered opportunities and he didn’t want to miss out on them.

 

[thelastvalkyron]

She bit her lip, considering her options. Brian was being nice again, that's all.

"Well, this was your fault, and leaving the champagne on the dress would make the stain worse..."

And she really didn't feel like dealing with an Uber or walking home.

"But you can wait in your car. Or on the porch, okay?"

She pointed a finger at him to show she was serious. With another sigh, Roxie grabbed her purse.

"I'm ready to go."

 

[cnuveau]

“Ok sure.” Brian replied though he’d like I agree to anything just to get his foot in the door. Once they got to her house he’d figure out how to weasel his way in and if not, it was still a win. He knew that if he just had a shot she’d figure out that he was the right man for her.

Brian led her to the car then opened the door for her helping her in. It wasn’t a long drive back to her place but the lights were overly long and it dragged on. From time to time he glanced over his shoulder towards her making sure she didn’t pass out before they got there.

 

[thelastvalkyron]

Roxie spent most of her time on her phone, checking emails she had already checked and scrolling through social media, taking pictures to post later; anything to avoid small talk. She didn't even utter a quick 'thanks' when they got to her house. She just grabbed her bag, her phone dropping to the car floor. But before she went inside, the motioned for Brian to roll down his window. When he did, she leaned forward, sticking her head and breasts into the open window.

"Give me like, ten minutes, and I'll be out. You don't mind waiting, do you?" she asked, wide-eyed and batting her lashes. Roxy didn't want to invite Brian inside, even though it would be polite, but she didn't want to leave him sitting out here, either.

 

[cnuveau]

Brian’s gaze once again fell to her breasts when she shoved her head through the car window. He couldn’t help himself and quite frankly, if she didn’t want him looking at her tits she should probably stop flaunting them the way she did. “Ok. Ten minutes.” Brian replied, disappointed she didn’t invite him in but also a little puzzled that it was going to take her 10 minutes to change out of a dress.

When she disappeared into the house Brian’s attention was drawn to her phone on the floorboard by a notification chiming. Reaching down he picked it up the pondered for a moment. He could only imagine the secrets her phone held and the temptation was too much for him. After several attempts it became clear that he wasn’t going to successfully guess her password so he set it on the dash and continued to wait.

Brian hadn’t been keeping strict track of time but when sufficient time had passed he started to become impatient. “Fuck it.” Brian said as he pushed the car door open. He’d been looking for a reason to invite himself in and the phone was perfect for that. Making his way to the door he knocked but there was no reply. After knocking again he tried the knob and found it open.

Stepping into the dark house Brian could hear the sound of a running shower which explained why she didn’t hear him knock. For a moment he imagined her naked with the water streaming over her body. Her soapy hand caressing her breasts as a soft moan escaped her lips. Without even thinking Brian made his way down the cramped hallway toward the light that streamed from her partially opened door.

 

[thelastvalkyron]

"Great."

She smiled and turned on her heels, fumbling for only a moment with getting her keys in the lock. Once the door was open, Roxy stepped inside, but left the screen door open, planning on returning to give Brian the dress. She felt a little bad for leaving him in the car like that, showing off her body that he'd never be able to touch. Nice guys finished last, that was what they all said, right? And she was drunk, anyways. She always got like that when she was drunk.

Leaving her purse on the coffee table, Roxy had kicked her panties off somewhere on the bathroom floor, and the dress was draped on a hanger and hung on a hook on the back of the door. The water was running hot and steamy, and she had reached up to slide open the little window above the shower--she had to reach on tiptoes to do it. The cool air on her warm skin made her nipples harden, and she shivered at feeling so exposed. Roxy ran her hands down her belly, her fingers twirling in the neatly trimmed pubic hair above her bald pussy. She hummed quietly as her fingers found her clit, wondering if she could make herself cum before she passed out. She giggled, deciding the leave that job up to her toy, and shut off the shower water. Pulling open the shower door, Roxy stepped onto the bathroom carpet, reaching for a towel to dab at her face. She leaned over the bathroom counter, arching her back as she wiped the foggy mirror clear, water dripping down her ass and off of her long blonde hair.

"I'll see you in bed," Roxy pointed at herself in the mirror, taking another moment to admire her features; her full lips, her light eyes. With a sigh, she put the towel back on the rack and then shrugged into a pink silk robe that she tied loosely. After brushing her hair and putting on moisturizer, she turned for the bathroom door.

 

[cnuveau]

Brian reasoned that if she got in the shower she’d forgotten about him. Even she didn’t seem inconsiderate enough to intentionally leave him out there while she showered and she wouldn’t want to have to change clothes again after going back out. Knowing this he didn’t feel like he needed to worry about her taking the dress out and not finding him there.

At her bedroom door Brian pushed the door open a little more until he could see into the bathroom. The glass shower door gave him a perfect view as her hand slowly slipped down her stomach then between her legs. “Fuuuuuuck.” He breathed out as he gripped his cock through his slacks and began to rub along its length. She was just as stunning as he’d imagined and watching her pleasure herself was even more hot than he could have ever hoped.

When the water turned off Brian retreated from her door and he considered getting out of there but something stopped him. Instead he ducked into the other room and stood in the darkness waiting to see what happened next.

 

[thelastvalkyron]

She had completely forgotten about Brian. Instead, Roxy was tying her hair back into a braid, walking through her bedroom. The pink silk robe she was wearing barely covered her ass, and it was pulled loosely over her breasts, her nipples almost visible through the sheer fabric. With a sigh, Roxy sat on her bed and leaned over, opening a drawer in her nightstand. She smiled, biting her lip as she pulled out a pink vibrator.

"What a long night," she breathed, collapsing back on her bed. A long night, and frustrating. Spreading her legs, Roxy began rubbing the vibrator on her clit. She thought she could finish before she passed out. She wasn't too drunk. Turning on the vibrator, Roxy pressed it against her clit, taking in a shallow breath. She grabbed at her nipple with her other hand, tugging gently, little ripples of pleasure rolling through her body, imagining that it was a stranger touching her.

"Oh fuck," Roxy moaned, her clit becoming sensitive to the vibration. Her hips bucked, and Roxy moved the vibrator down to her wet cunt. She moaned again as she pushed the vibrator into her pussy, her fingers finding her clit and urgently moving against it. It had been too long since she had climaxed, and it was hitting her so fast, so suddenly~

"Oh God," she whimpered, her fingers moving quicker and quicker until she felt her pussy spasm. Her stomach tightened and Roxy arched her back, the orgasm from both her vibrator and her fingers rolling hard through her body. She gasped loudly and giggled to herself, swallowing hard. Blindly reaching around, she found the vibrator and shut it off, leaving it lying on the bed.

Then before she knew it, she was passed out.

 

[cnuveau]

Brian remained hidden away until he heard the hum of the vibrator break the silence in the house. When it did he cautiously emerged from the room to get a look at what was going on.

Though there was only a little light filtering in from the street outside it was enough to allow Brian to see everything that was going on. He watched as her hand slipped beneath her robe and she tugged at her nipples all the while, the vibrator buzzing away at her clit. Brian was frozen in place, captivated as her heels dug into the mattress and her hips lifted from it. Her loud moans grew increasingly desperate until all at once it seemed every muscle in her body tensed and she cried out. A moment later the house was silent again.

Brian quietly took a few steps back toward the living room and the front door before Roxie’s snore rumbled through the silence stopping him. He knew he should just get the hell out of there but just like before, he couldn’t seem to make himself. Instead he reversed course and slowly made his way back to her room then in.

Standing over her Brian could still see her wetness glistening in the dim light. She was a picture of perfection and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. Slowly he reached for the silk tie of her robe then gently tugged it making sure not to wake her. With another tug the knot fell free. Ryans fingers traced the border of the robe gently brushing against her skin. It took him a moment to gather his nerve but once he did he pushed the robe to the side exposing her breasts to him.

His touch feather light, Brian’s fingers circled her nipple, causing it to pucker and stiffen before he moved on to the next. He could believe he was doing this but he couldn’t stop himself or give a second thought to the consequences if she were to awaken.

Heart pounded in his chest as his other hand traced a slow path up her inner thigh then between her folds. “‘Mmm this is what you were thinking about wasn’t it.” Brian whispered, his words barely audible as his fingers began to gently strum across her clit.

 

[thelastvalkyron]

It felt like a dream. Roxy hummed out a quiet noise, not quite awake but not quite asleep. She'd always had vivid dreams ever since she was little, but this one felt more real than any others she'd ever had. Her thoughts from masturbating had followed her to sleep, and now she was dreaming of some stranger's hands on her. She cried out softly as fingers brushed on her nipples and cried out again as her aching clit was toyed with. Her hands dug gently into the sheets, and her feet pressed into the bed as wetness dripped from her cunt. This must have been a dream, and she must have still been drunk. Her lips parted, another gasp escaping her as her eyes remained closed.

 

[cnuveau]

The way she gripped the sheets and her feet dug into the mattress was so fucking got that Brian could barely believe it. Even after she’d already brought herself to an orgasm her body was still ravenous and Brian was more than happy to feed it.

“You’re just a horny little slut aren’t you?” Brian whispered to himself as his fingers drifted lower and teased, poised at her drenched entrance.

Brian lifted his hand from her breast then quickly unfastened his belt and lowered his zipper. His fingers gripped the girth of his hard cock and he pulled it from his pants just as he plunged two fingers into her. “God you’re so fucking wet.” He whispered again as he pressed his fingers deeper into her then curled upward as he worked them in and out of her.

 

[thelastvalkyron]

Roxie whimpered, her breath picking up as Brian's fingers entered her. Her thighs trembled, knees reflexively wanting to come together over how sensitive she was and how her cunt was being violated. She felt it in her sleep, seeing in her dream a dark figure looming over her. She couldn't move, all she could do was lie there and let the figure have his way. Roxy's head tilted back, mouth opening in a louder moan as he fingered her, eyebrows knitting together.

 

[cnuveau]

Brian continued working his fingers in and out of her, hearing the sound of her building wetness as his fingers plunged into her. All he could think about was wanting to see her come and knowing that it was him that did that for her. She obviously would have no memory of it but it would be a memory that he’d carry for the rest of his life, or at least until he was with her again.

“Come for me.” He whispered as the pace of his hand moving along the length of his cock quickened and his breathing became more shallow. The entire scene was more erotic than anything he could have ever imagined and he could barely believe it was actually happening.

 

[thelastvalkyron]

Her fingers pulled at the sheets of the bed, and Roxie's back arched up at the building pleasure. Her nipples were hard, and her breasts bounced as she squirmed against Brian's fingers. A red blush had crept over her face, and her breathing came out faster and shakier. She could almost hear the stranger demanding her to come and feel the stranger inside of her as he plunged into her g-spot, her cunt twitching in response. She knew this was a dream, so she let the pleasure take over. Roxie gasped loudly as her hips bucked towards his fingers, whimpering as another orgasm rolled through her body and sent her pussy spasming. Goosebumps raised all over her body as she trembled, a final pleasured squeal coming from her lips as the orgasm ended and she fell into a deep sleep, oblivious to the man in her room.

 

[cnuveau]

Feeling her muscles contracting around his fingers and her hips bucking to meet his thrusts. Seeing her body spasm as the waves of pleasure passing through her unconscious body was more than Brian could take. With a groan, his grip on his cock tightened and before he could do anything about it he was showering her tits with his thick cum. Stream after stream splashed against the milky flesh then trickled down her side to dampen the silk robe beneath her. It was so intense, so erotic, but just as quickly as it happened she fell still and her body relaxed.

Slowly Brian withdrew his fingers from her then lifted them to his lips to taste her. She tasted just as sweet as he'd always imagined and Brian couldn't help but want more but he'd already pushed things way too far. Quietly he fastened his pants again then retrieved his phone from his back pocket to take a quick picture before making his retreat.

On the way out Brian froze in the living room when he saw her purse and keys on the table. A quick check confirmed the key to her door and after replacing the keys Brian snapped another picture of it to use to reproduce it. Her phone was then placed next to the rest of her things before he slipped out the front door and into the night.

 

[thelastvalkyron]

When Roxy woke up, her body was throbbing.

She sat up in bed and groaned, holding her forehead in her hands. The hangover wasn't too bad, a bit of a headache, but it was the rest of her that felt sore. Her pussy felt like it had been pounded, and even her nipples were a little sore. She looked over, seeing the vibrator from last night. Maybe she had been rough on herself. With bleary eyes she stood up, and as her hands moved to untie her robe, she felt something. Looking down, there was something white and hard on her robe... and on her boobs. Roxy blinked, picking at the dried white bits on her breasts.

What was all over her? She had showered last night. It must have been toothpaste or lotion... Shaking her head, trying to clear the confusion, Roxy took another quick shower and tossed the robe into her laundry basket. As she got out, she scoffed when she saw the dress on the bathroom door.

Fucking Brian.

Tying a towel around her, she went to the living room, finding her phone and purse on the coffee table where she left them. Somewhere in there she had Brian's number, and she fired off a quick text.

You forgot my fucking dress