Bad Idea: We Sent Sexy Pictures of My New Girlfriend to My Buddy
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End of unwanted vacation
Romance Sex Story: End of unwanted vacation - We sent sexy pictures of my new girlfriend to my buddy. That was very bad idea, my friend asked my girlfriend if she wanted to go on a date with him too.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Rape Romantic Heterosexual True Story Cheating Cuckold Sharing Wife Watching MaleDom FemaleDom Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory White Male White Female Masturbation Petting Safe Sex Tit-Fucking Prostitution Revenge Violence
We slept together as if nothing had happened, but I couldn’t forget the ‘solution’ she had chosen for her trauma, and the whole story was quite problematic for me. She didn’t seem bothered by it, taking what had happened as natural. In any case, from her point of view, the situation had improved, but the trial was still ahead. It would be good to know what happened at home. I’ll have to ask at the front desk in the morning...
It was light when we woke up to a knock on the door. What the hell, I hope it’s not the waiter. I got up, threw something on, and told my girlfriend to get dressed too, I didn’t want anyone to see her naked (again, for the umpteenth time). It wasn’t the waiter, but a policewoman.
‘Good morning, we request that you come down to the office when you get up. Last night, a police operation took place that terminated your protected status.’
Oh, I can’t believe it, it’s OVER!!! OVER!!! We can go home. I stood in the doorway with my mouth open, just saying, ‘We’re in a hurry,’ and went back to the room to tell her the good news. My girlfriend was lying naked on her bed, as if she had been expecting something else, but when I told her the news, she threw her arms around my neck and started crying.
We got dressed and went to the office instead of having breakfast. There were a few police officers there, but they were just standing around. We went over to the policewoman sitting at the desk, she checked our details, rummaged through some papers, and we had to sign at least five things that I didn’t have the patience to read, so we just signed them so we could leave.
‘Haven’t you seen the news?’
“No, we have no idea what happened.”
‘You have until noon to leave your accommodation, and we will prepare the car you came in for the return trip. In the meantime, watch a news channel.’
We finished quickly, there was nothing unusual. We had breakfast, I was happy it was over, my girlfriend seemed excited. During breakfast, she playfully snuggled up to me:
‘You know, I was planning to take the blonde MILF you were drinking whiskey with at the bar yesterday for a threesome today. As a thank you for putting up with me so far. And especially for yesterday.’
‘What are you thinking? Don’t worry about it. The important thing is that we can go home, I want to watch the news.’
We lingered over breakfast a little longer, and I thought that I could have made much better use of my credit card, as it’s only the middle of the month, and I have no money because I blew it all at the beginning of the month for the luxury whore. Anyway, maybe we can buy a few things on the way home.
We went back to the room, I turned on the TV, sat down on the bed, and my girlfriend started packing up. ‘We should have bought proper suitcases!’ she said, but I was switching between news channels.
‘ ... As part of a coordinated dawn police operation, the head of the city’s tax authority was arrested and found guilty of money laundering, drug trafficking, corruption, and bribery in collaboration with a company specialising in these activities. According to our information, one police officer was slightly injured in the operation, and the key witness in the case, who worked in the office of one of the arrested individuals, was killed.’
We both listened to the news with our mouths agape, and watched as my girlfriend’s ugly, fat boss and her colleague’s wife were handcuffed and pushed into the back of a police car by heavily armed commandos. We didn’t find out too much, but we found out enough. We can go home. We can get excited about the trial.
‘Did you hear? They killed the secretary. The one who reported my boss.’
‘Yes ... it could be her. And a police officer was injured, too. I hope it’s not Carlo.”
There was no more news about the case, or rather, all the news channels were reporting the same thing. We packed hastily, I wanted to leave. We took our clothes down to the car, settled our accounts at the front desk, signed, and handed in the keys. I set off at a brisk pace, but then slowed down, thinking it would be nice to arrive home in one piece. I didn’t even stop to shop.
The GPS was set again, but we were less tense than on the way here. We stopped twice for coffee and something to eat, so the trip home took more than four hours. When we got home, two police officers were waiting for us.
‘Good afternoon, welcome home. We’re going to take the car, and while you were away, someone broke into the apartment, but we called a specialist, who replaced the front door, which we reinforced for safety. Would you mind checking to see if anything is missing?’
We went inside and found nothing unusual, just muddy footprints and wood chips on the stairs, but nothing had been touched. They were looking for us, I thought, and instinctively looked at my girlfriend, who had already put her hand over her frightened face. I knew she understood. We signed the papers saying that everything was fine, unloaded the car, they drove away, and we locked ourselves in. Our old phones were waiting on the table. Carlo! I’ll call Carlo!
I dialled nervously, but there was no answer. But he picked up a little later than usual.
‘Hello, old buddy! So, did you guys get home?’
“Yes, we’re here! Where are you, buddy?’
“Where else would I be? I’m in the hospital, one of those miserable bastards shot me in the shoulder! But he didn’t get off that easy, may he rot in hell!’
“Oh, that’s terrible! What happened?”
‘Well, it’s not a simple case. We arrested an entire mafia. They killed your girlfriend’s boss’s secretary. We couldn’t save her. But I’m fine, just a few scratches. Next weekend, we’re throwing a party to celebrate our escape! You both have to be there!’
We talked for a few more minutes with Carlo, who wasn’t particularly affected by the whole thing. He joked around, and seemed more excited about the party coming up next weekend than what had happened in our absence. My girlfriend listened with her face buried in her hands, pale as a ghost from fear.
‘Hey, Carlo. Let me ask you something. Our apartment was broken into. Was it them?’
“Well, buddy. I’ll be honest. Yes, it was them. There were three of them, and we followed them with cameras to see what would happen. In the end, it was good, because we were able to get fingerprints of the perpetrators. It wasn’t easy, buddy. Believe me, it wasn’t for nothing that we decided you had to disappear until the operation was over.’
‘That’s scary, Carlo. If we’re at home, they’ll kill us.’
“Yeah. They would have. But you have a detective friend, so you have nothing to fear!” He laughed. “Oh, and I have more good news. There won’t be a trial. We’re not going to drag you to court. We have enough evidence for all the charges, and we made a deal with the guys at the bottom of the hierarchy. They’re talking, and we’ve wrapped up the whole case. You don’t have to worry about the trial anymore.’
We chatted for a few more minutes, then hung up. My girlfriend threw her arms around my neck. She wasn’t crying, but she was shaking. She called her parents. The police had notified them not to look for their daughter. They were very upset. They invited us to dinner, which we couldn’t refuse. I wondered if they knew the whole story from the beginning. We’ll find out. My girlfriend didn’t think about that, she wanted to leave right away. No, she changed her mind, she wanted to pack up first. No, let’s just go. This went on for about 10 minutes, before we finally left.