Dr. White's Code of Sluts Ch. 03 Pt. 03

Standing up straight, fully clothed again, he looked up to see what the older woman was doing. Renee was leaning against the dais, watching him with amusement as he tried to put himself back together. A very awkward silence hung between them for a moment.

"Here..." he said, looking to hand over the discarded cross necklace, opening his palm to show it to her. Her eyes glimmering with amusement, she nonetheless opened her hand, allowing him to slide it into her grasp. And with him watching, she balled up the cross and the broken chain, met his gaze, and proceeded to drop it into her cleavage, where it disappeared completely.

Chad had to look away, shaking his head, that sight no doubt one that would stick with him.

"We can't do this again," Chad finally croaked out. "And I need to go," he added. She simply smiled warmly.

"We'll be seeing each other again... soon," she said with a confidence that made his heart sink, fearing she may be right.

"Renee..." he sighed, shaking his head. Not knowing what to say, he opted to put his head down and leave, walking down the aisle and towards the exit of the chapel. Moving briskly, he pushed open the doors to the church, suddenly outside in the open air again. The light was so bright it made his eyes hurt, but the fresh air was a blessing, immediately cooling some of his consternation. There was still a crowd of workers from the charity putting stuff away, and he got a little nervous as that one girl, Deandra, was soon approaching him. Fearing he looked like a mess, he put on a brave face and tried to act like all was normal.

"There you are!" Deandra called out with a bright grin. "Couldn't find you. I thought we lost you, or that you might have snuck off and left! Glad you're still here!"

How? How did she not know? How were he and Renee not caught?

"I was just leaving, actually," Chad croaked out. The brunette stuck out her lip in a pout before smiling with understanding.

"Okay, that's fine. I understand," Deandra said. "We got way more from you than we expected! We can't thank you enough for cumming!"

He shook his head in confusion for a moment before clearing his head.

"What?" he asked.

"We just wanted to thank you for coming!" she replied. "We had an incredible turnout! I hope you do it again!"

Choking on his words, desperate to get out of there, he replied fast.

"Uh, we'll see," he demurred, nodding and smiling at her lightly before stepping away, rushing towards the parking lot. Lots of the girls waved at him as he passed by, and he got increasingly desperate to leave, rushing away faster and faster till he got in his car.

He shut the door, locked the locks right away, and got the car started. When this was done, and his avenue for escape was clear, he could finally allow himself to breathe. He could finally relax.

He could finally get away.

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Deandra and her team waited till Chad's car was out of sight before putting an end to their act, specifically them being a group of peppy, dedicated workers for charity. The smiles dropped, the work ceased, and they all looked to Deandra.

"Great job, girls! We're good!" she called out loudly, giving them all the thumbs up. She then spun on her heels, turning back to re-enter the church. She'd had to rush out of the church once it was clear the action was over, and now, she was coming back in to check-in with one of the stars of the show. Entering the church, and stepping into the chapel, she found the older woman sitting on one of the pews, both arms resting on the back of it, head lolled back in complete relaxation. Deandra went down the aisle enough so that she was in view of the older woman, catching her attention. The older woman turned to look at her with a tired, happy grin.

"Was it as good for you as it was for me?" Renee asked. Deandra smiled and nodded.

"You did great!" Deandra replied fairly. "The footage was amazing! We got everything we needed. So, you had a good time, then?" The older bitch gave her a knowing look.

"Best in my goddamn life," she said, clearly still basking in the glow of the action. Deandra allowed her to do so for a few moments, distracted as she looked up and saw Jacey already beginning to tear down their camera set-up. Finally shifting gears, the older woman looked down at herself, pulling at her shirt.

"I need to clean up and change," Renee said, still sweaty and sticky from all the fucking she just took part in. And Deandra suspected that she was still unhappy with the outfit she was forced to wear for the day, clearly preferring the finer things in life. "I can't drive home like this." Deandra nodded, prepared for this possibility.

"One of our girls has their place nearby," Deandra explained. "We'll drive you there, let you clean up, then drive you back to your car." Her nose upturned at the offer. It wasn't ideal for her to have to slum it at one of the intern's places, even momentarily, but it was probably preferable to the alternative.

"Fine..." Renee finally relented, accepting the offer. Rising back to her feet, the older woman got her legs under her for a moment, her body clearly still a little sore from the physicality of the fucking. She arched her back a bit in order to stretch out, and as she did, she was reminded of something. "Oh, wait..." she said, before reaching between her tits. Deandra was a bit taken aback by this development, but she nonetheless waited her out to see where this was going. Finally, the older woman pulled her hand out from between her tits, opening her palm to reveal the silver cross Dr. White had given her to wear as part of this seduction. "Give this to your boss," Renee stated, handing the necklace to the younger woman.

Deandra winced upon taking it in her grasp. It was wet... and sticky.

"Goody..." she replied with an upturned nose before pocketing it and rubbing her hand dry against her shirt. Renee was amused by this.

"So, we're done for now, then?" Renee asked.

"Yeah... we're done for today," Deandra replied. Renee didn't move, clearly thinking something over before shaking her head and speaking up about her concerns.

"Are you really sure about the rest of this plan?" Renee asked, poking at this part of their scheme for about the 80th time. Admittedly, it was a somewhat late addition to the scheme, but Dr. White said it was necessary. "I paid a lot of money for this. I was really hoping this would be a one-and-done thing and I'd be taking him home tonight. I mean, who's this other woman again?"

Dr. White had talked her down on this before, but now it was Deandra's turn.

"Dr. White has proven this again and again," Deandra began. "If you try to force him to stay with you, he'll think about nothing but getting away. But if he crawls back to you on his own accord... then he's yours forever."

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