Down The Rabbit Hole Ch. 10 - Sex Stories

Down The Rabbit Hole Ch. 10

... here. I sent a quick text: Wait.

I turned to walk out of the bedroom when Aaron walked in. He smiled at me and said,"Don't you want to finish the show?"

I nodded with a fake smile and then instinctively I looked at my phone and acted like it was ringing. I quickly tapped in and put it to my ear and said,"Hello?" Of course no one was on the other end but I didn't think Aaron could tell that. "Hi Claire," I lied, "Yes of course. How is your trip?" I waited as if listening to a response. Aaron watched me for a moment and then frowned. I put the phone down for a second and said,"Sorry babe, I think she really needs to talk."

Aaron nodded, frowned and then said, "Ok, want me to wait for you to be done?"

I shook my head. "No, not sure how long this will take."

Aaron nodded, "I understand." He paused then said,"Um I think I will just go to bed then, do you mind talking to her in the living room?"

I agreed and walked past him quickly into the living room. He playfully slapped my butt as I walked by then whispered, "Wake me up when you are done."

I winked at him and waited for him to close the door. Then I resumed my fake conversation with Claire. I spoke like I was on the phone and frantically typed, retyped and retyped again where to meet Tim. I wanted him so badly I wasn't thinking straight. I had no idea what to do, but I felt bad that he had been waiting. Finally I told him to come to my door and then text when he arrived. I emphasized that he cannot ...

... knock.

"What the fuck am I doing?" I whispered then resumed my fake conversation with Claire. I walked over to the bedroom and peaked my head in the door. Aaron was laying in bed looking at his phone. He glanced at me.

"Am I keep you up?" I asked, hoping the answer was yes.

"No not at all," he said. He looked a bit flushed as if I had caught him doing something. It was weird.

"Ok, I may just talk to her on the porch," I said realizing how dumb that was as soon as I said it.

"Um why?" Aaron said, "I can barely hear you in there. Go and talk to her. Really you aren't keeping me up."

I smiled and blew a kiss at him for some reason and then closed the bedroom door. A few seconds later Tim texted that he was outside. My heart pounded. What was I doing? What the fuck was I doing? I looked around the living room. I tried to make a plan but I couldn't think straight. I was too horny. Too nervous. I needed my fix. I looked at the half bathroom down the hall next to our bedroom. Aaron might hear. I shook my head, he was too into his phone. If we were quiet...

I kept my fake conversation going so Aaron could hear it. I walked to the door and opened it. Tim looked at me and almost spoke with I held my finger up sternly to my lips. He nodded. He looked like the last time I had seen him: very handsome but tired and a little sad. I could see he was nervous and like me was going way out on a limb for this. We were both addicts. I could tell now. I took his hand and led him ...