Doctor Schneider

I wished it was all a dream as I stood in front of Daniel's bedroom door watching him pound into my sister like a hammer on a nail. Betty's screams were driving me insane as I watched her smile at me. She increased the volume of her screams which only made Daniel intensify the pleasure he was feeling. My name and the fact that he was cheating on me excited him. "What if Celia walks in on us?" My cunning sister asked my boyfriend, Daniel while he was in the heat of pounding her. Daniel squeals in enjoyment at the mention of my name. "Say her name again." He demanded Betty. "Celia Thompson the emotional and naive b***h of a sister who thinks she's better than everyone." My sister says while staring at me and plastering a mocking smile on her face. "Uh! She's so boring." Daniel says and pounds Betty intentionally. "I only love her when I'm having her body and she thinks I care about her. I love her helpless squeals like a whale. She's in love, and I'm just there to take everything she has from her." Daniel says that and shows an awkward facial expression and body movement as he finishes off in Betty. The entire time Daniel spent saying all that garbage, Betty spent it glaring at me like the devil until my stomach churned at the disgust and pang of fear I felt at that moment. Betty and Daniel were the closest people to me, and I was hurrying to inform Daniel that my years of hard work had earned me a promotion in my company, only for me to find him balls deep inside my sister while he confessed unspeakable things about me. Daniel soon grew limp when he finished and he collapsed his naked body on my sister's naked body. The air became still and there was a pin drop silence that suddenly engulfed the three of us. As if he suddenly felt a presence, Daniel suddenly turned and looked towards the door where I stood, glaring at them as if I had seen a ghost. He was extremely shocked to see me. "Ce...Celia..." Daniel called out with a choked voice. He could not even move an inch to walk towards me, definitely not after he had said all those terrible things about me while he enjoyed it enough to have an orgasm. As if something suddenly jolted me, I forced my feet to move and I was soon headed out of the house. "Celia!" I could hear Daniel dare to open his filthy and treacherous mouth to call my name. While I walked out, I clenched my fist until I could feel my knuckles cracking. I had never been humiliated like that in my entire life. My heart was thumping as if it would fall out and I knew that I needed to take a seat or else I would collapse. I entered my car at first to drive home, but I thought against it as soon as I saw the high-end bar that happened to be perched in Daniel's neighbourhood. Quickly, I hurried out of the car as I reached for my purse and walked briskly into the bar. All I could see in my mind's eye was the picture of Daniel pounding into Betty, and all I could hear was Betty's moaning accompanied with my boyfriend's words of affirmation to her that I was being used by them. "Two shots of whiskey, no chaser." I said to the waiter who nodded at once and went after my order. The way I gulped the content in the pints the waiter dropped in front of him made everyone around me to stop and stare for a split second. However, I was glad that they continued to mind their business almost as suddenly as they had poke nosed into my affair. "Two more." The waiter was mild and subtle at first when I was taking all those orders of whiskey but when I had taken the fourt pair of shots in less than twenty minutes, he began to feel concern for me. "Ma'am... Do you have company? Can you handle all that alcohol?" The waiter asked with genuine concern. I belched mildly and covered my mouth with the ball of my palm. "I beg your pardon." I muttered to those who happened to have been paying attention to me, then I slid my credit card to the waiter without saying anything. I did all that while sitting down, so I did not know that as soon as I get up the world will spin around me. Well, I nearly tumbled over, but I was quick to grab on the table I was sitting at. I held myself up until I was stable, then I started to make my way towards my car. I heard the waiter say something form behind me about my safety, but I was too drunk to care so I continued to walk away until something ridiculous happened. In my drunken state, a black Bentley pulled up in front of me and someone from inside the car suddenly pulled me in. For a moment, I thought it was the alcohol messing with my mind but soon enough, I found myself beside a man. His face was hidden behind the shadows of the night, yet his profile was enough to tell me just how handsome he was. I was just about to take in his handsomeness when my senses failed me. Moreover, the man, as gentle and handsome as his aura was, had to be in some sort of troubled state because of the way he treated me. "Get out!" I heard his sexy baritone call out bluntly to whoever was in the car with him. I still couldn't make out any faces because I was drunk. The next second, I felt a large hand fondling my breast and undoing my zipper without permission and while I tried to struggle to keep his hands off me, the alcohol won't let me move a finger.