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The Fast Lane

Date: 11/16/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Coco, Rating: , Source: LushStories

on the treadmill. She intended to pound the frustration out of her while her mind filtered through the previous evening. Her ponytail fluttered behind her as she focused and ran. She didn’t hear the man when he approached, and it took a moment before she responded to him. “Maelynn Barthelemy?” “Yes…what is it?” The man didn’t utter another word, he simply handed her an envelope. At the exact same time, there was a knock on the door of Doug and Maelynn’s room. The attendant placed the envelope in Doug’s hand without saying a word. ~~~ It was race day, and Monte Carlo was abuzz with activity. Thousands of the rich and famous prepared for the after parties that signified the end of the Monaco Formula 1 Grand Prix. Doug didn’t mention the invitation to the private party that was seemingly meant for only him. He intended to, but wanted to attend the event with Camilla. All he could think about was the long limbed blonde bouncing enthusiastically on his manhood, and not even the tightness of his sweet little Maelynn could satisfy him. As she emerged from the shower, Doug fished for information. “Have you found Philippe?” “No, but today I will.” She was certain that she could manipulate Pierre long enough to learn about her father. “How will you do that?” he asked, eyeing her suspiciously. “I’m going on a date.” “What?” “A date, I’m going to a party tonight after the race…. Alone.” Doug pretended to be upset. ‘This is perfect,’ he thought. “Are you sure, Mae? I can tag along,” he ... said, knowing that he had no intentions of doing so. “I’m sure. Let’s go.” They joined the growing group on the observation deck. Watching the preliminary festivities, Maelynn became engrossed in her search for Pierre. She didn’t have to worry, as he found her within minutes of their arrival. Camilla was by his side. “Bonjour, Pierre.” Pierre loved the way French rolled off of Maelynn’s tongue. “Bonjour, Maelynn.” He edged Camilla away from him, and she discreetly disappeared into the crowd. “Mimosa?” he inquired with a sweet grin. “No, but you can tell me who Philippe is to you.” “He’s my father, do you know him?” “He’s my father!” “No, you have to be mistaken, Maelynn.” Before Pierre could continue, Maelynn was pulled tightly to Doug’s chest and was lost in a maze of bodies as everyone strained to see the race. ~~~ Maelynn’s body glistened. The mask concealed her face enough that she felt little shame at being naked underneath the red cape. The invitation was very specific, she was to find the VIP room and go there directly as her host would be expecting her. He would be wearing a black cape, much like hers, and a white mask. She noticed the classical music and porn featured on a wall. She became aroused. Suddenly, a man in a green cape was beside her. She knew it was Pierre, she smelled him. Need overtook her body, and all she wanted was to have him. She didn’t understand, but she sensed that he was not her brother. He took her hand. “Come with me.” Philippe was expecting ...