JustEl
color outside the lines..
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Teagan sat there on the bed, her cum soaking the sheets below her. Silent, she just stared at Michael as he stormed off to the bathroom. Hearing the water turn on, she looked down at the pile of her clothes Michael had shoved at her.
“What the fuck just happened?” she thought to herself as she righted her dress. Taking her panties in hand, her legs bent, lifting her feet off the bed, she slid then up her legs. Sitting there with her panties at her thighs, Teagan’s mind just couldn’t wrap around what had happened. All she had said was “Shall we start our day?”
“FUCK!” she said out loud as she stood and wiggled her panties the rest of the way up.
Teagan pushed her bra into her shoes, grabbed her cell and ship card with the other hand and headed to the door. Passing the bathroom door, Teagan stopped before she got to the cabin door. Turning around she went back to the bathroom door and opened it. She was a tangled ball of emotions as she stepped into the bathroom. She laid her things on the counter and faced the closed shower curtain.
Her Irish temper getting the best of her, Teagan yanked the shower curtain open. Her eyes glared up at Michael, as he turned startled to see her standing there.
“I said, our day….. Not my day!” Teagan said loudly over the water noise, "My thoughts were of perhaps room service, or lunch on the deck. Maybe just lounging poolside or up on the upper deck…. But whatever my thoughts were, they included YOU!"
Taking a closer step towards Michael, the spray from the shower splattered onto Teagan’s tangerine colored dress turning it blood orange. “You, Michael…. I wanted to spend my day with you no matter what we did, not your cock.”
“What the fuck just happened?” she thought to herself as she righted her dress. Taking her panties in hand, her legs bent, lifting her feet off the bed, she slid then up her legs. Sitting there with her panties at her thighs, Teagan’s mind just couldn’t wrap around what had happened. All she had said was “Shall we start our day?”
“FUCK!” she said out loud as she stood and wiggled her panties the rest of the way up.
Teagan pushed her bra into her shoes, grabbed her cell and ship card with the other hand and headed to the door. Passing the bathroom door, Teagan stopped before she got to the cabin door. Turning around she went back to the bathroom door and opened it. She was a tangled ball of emotions as she stepped into the bathroom. She laid her things on the counter and faced the closed shower curtain.
Her Irish temper getting the best of her, Teagan yanked the shower curtain open. Her eyes glared up at Michael, as he turned startled to see her standing there.
“I said, our day….. Not my day!” Teagan said loudly over the water noise, "My thoughts were of perhaps room service, or lunch on the deck. Maybe just lounging poolside or up on the upper deck…. But whatever my thoughts were, they included YOU!"
Taking a closer step towards Michael, the spray from the shower splattered onto Teagan’s tangerine colored dress turning it blood orange. “You, Michael…. I wanted to spend my day with you no matter what we did, not your cock.”