Chapter 14 Illicit Obsession

As soon as I hear Brad storm down the stairs, I open my bedroom door soundlessly and poke my head out. Brad’s disappearing down the stairs when I look, and I’m momentarily stunned by the murderous look on his handsome face. He doesn’t see me, but I catch a glimpse of his naked, ripped body, with nothing but a towel around his waist and his cock still hard from fucking the sex doll. It points straight out into the towel, forming a tent pole inside the material. I swallow hard and will myself forward. I need to keep my wits about me if I ever want to see that rock hard staff up close. Brad storms down to the first floor, still cursing under his breath, and I make a dash for it. Rushing onto the landing, I dart soundlessly up the stairs to the top floor and along the hallway leading to Brad’s bedroom. Good, he left it open. My heart pounding, I hurry inside and am immediately greeted by a sex doll on the bed, her pretend pussy still glistening with lube. The doll’s torso is covered by a sheet, exposing only her pussy and legs, but when I pull the sheet off, I see that she’s blonde and blue-eyed, like me. She’s much, much slimmer than I am, and has nothing of my luscious curves, but that’s fine. I can’t stop now because I have only moments to act. Picking the doll up from the bed, I’m surprised by how much she weighs, but I’m able to lug her over to a large, mirrored closet flanking the wall.