They can't have him

Mark was having a terrible night. It's 3AM and he still can't get himself to sleep. Exhausted the last cigar and now left to parade the room with no actual aim or in search of anything in particular, then he heard the door creak…

“Who is it”

The door slowly closed as Emily took a step in. Wearing a night gown with her massive boobs unguarded. Her nipples were pointed out and were so attractive like riding a horse into a hall wedding. Mark, looking surprised, blows up his cheek as he quietly exhales. Raising his eyebrows like he's trying to figure out what exactly it is she was up to.

“I felt like you needed something”

She slowly said as she slowly approached him with her boobs jiggling in the nightwear.

“Ohhh…”

Mark responded, raising his eyebrows even higher…

“You must be thirsty”

She replied, grabbing her boobs with her hands, still maintaining eye contact as she squeezes them softly.

“Well, I'm not.”

He slowly said, walking towards her as well with a smile on his face, a hand in his pocket leaving the other to swing alone.

“You had a long night yesterday. A very long one, and I'm sure you are stressed out .”

They eventually met at the centre of the room giving each other a stare. Emily, looking up to Mark for he was taller and wants was boldly written on her face

“Oh yes indeed…I'm awake till now for the same reason”

He calmly said, whispering. Emily straight up looked down at his chest, unbuttoned his clothes, slowly.

“I can make you calm. I know what exactly needs pacifism in your body”

She unbuttoned the last one, drawing even closer with her hips compact with his…

“I can make the whole stress get obliterated if you would allow me”

She whispers gently as she slowly breathes in, pulling his right hand to her left thigh and his left hand on her massive boobs, squeezing them roughly

“What do you want, Emily?”

Mark slowly said, whispering still…The whole energy in the room was tense..

“I want you to fuck me, Mark. Fuck me”

Mark softly held her neck as he pushed her slowly to the bed. Still not leaving her neck. She shut her eyes and inhaled deeply like something was inalready inserted in herThen Mark ststoodt the edge onofhe bed with her lalegsn between his. She unbuttoned her night gown with her massive boobs giving gaps to both left and right. Mark went forward to whisper toiner ear

“I”

“Can't”

“Feel”

“Any”

“Thing”

Disappointment overflowed the whole moment. Emily lolookedexed l, as ifomebody puhad nched her mother right in front of her

“Are you for real?”

Inquisitively as her jaw drops.

“You don't wanna have all of these?”

She said, trying to jerk in the energy, grabbing her boobs with hohopen her face, perhaps his doing that to tease her

“You have no idea how irritating those boobs lolooko me”

This made her face fall…shame just mixed with the initial disappointment

“What? Are you kidding me?”

“I said what I said. Your nakedness disgusts me to my core”

He callously said, moving away from her. She sat up, holding her boobs with her arm, this time trying to cover itthem whilehe picked up the night gown she flhad hungo the side earlier.

“You are bewitched. Mark! You have been bewitched. I must agree with the mistress on that”

She said, angrily but still trying not to raise her voice to not allow the whole thing esto calate

“And who do you think you are to call me by my name or tell me I'm bewitched?”

Suddenly her morals kicked in , hough she was still pissed, obviously but was trying not to make things worse for her

“I'm sorry…sir”

Bowing her head while she buttoned up her night gown. She was so disappointed and offended. Mark , urning his back on her ,, resumed whate's been doing before she came to interrupt his moment of trtranquillity“You could have said this earlier, you know. Why put me in the mood and switch off?”

Raising her eyebrows with hothe pe of getting a response from him

“Get out”

Exhaling again with disappointment

‘Never knew Tracy got some pussy voodoo too. Beauty alone isn't enough’

Quietly walking away from the bed, approaching the door as she stopped

“What's special about her? Why her?”

Said this holding on to the door handle with a hope on her face to get a response.

“Leave now that I'm nice. You might not have any more chances. Or…I guess you'd like it if there are three of us here and the third person is my mom?”

Deepening his hands in his pockets while he still turned his back against her

“Not at all…sir. Have a good night”

She slowly walked out of the room boiling while her Goodnight wishes wweren'tresponded to.