SPH-THEMED EROTICA STORIES

Doug was packing for the convention trip. His flight was early tomorrow morning, and he wanted to focus on executing the final part of his plan. He put a couple more pieces of clothing into his suitcase and closed it. Then he put his laptop charger and a bunch of gaming books into his backpack and zipped it. He’d put his laptop in there in the morning, right before heading out the door.

He made his way to the couch with his laptop and phone. Now it was time to work on getting Petra to consider staying home for the weekend. From his conversations with Pete, he knew that Petra would be around tomorrow when he got in, but after that, she was scheduled to head out on a retreat with some of her work colleagues for Friday through Sunday evening. He needed her to be around for the whole weekend so that he could make sure he had enough time to fuck her.

He called Pete under the pretense of finalizing plans, but more to check where he was. Doug confirmed that Pete was out of the house, doing some last-minute errands before hosting. Doug gave him a few special requests that would hopefully keep Pete occupied for a bit longer, and then they hung up.

Next, Doug started a conversation w/ QueenPetra in the BigDog chat. He hadn’t sent Petra the video of Pete “confessing” that he wanted her to go further with other guys. He feared that if he sent it too early, she might bring it up with Pete. That would be a disaster, so he was waiting until this moment to, hopefully, control as much as possible. Their conversations had been less numerous and less playful over the past week while the “decision” hung in the air between them. Petra hadn’t pushed for an answer, but she had said that she didn’t want to do any role-playing until there had been a decision made, so their conversations were really just between Petra and “Pete.” BigDog, the gym, and fooling around were not happening. He could tell that it had been tough for her, that she was pining for the fantasy and maybe more, but he didn’t press either. At most, he told her that he was close to deciding and would let her know soon.

BigDog: Hello, my Queen, how’s it going?

QueenPetra: Hey. How’s the shopping going?

BD: It’s good, nothing is too crowded on a Wednesday night, so that makes things faster. Doug had a couple of requests, so I need to make one or two more stops.

QP: OK, well, hurry up. I’d like to have some snuggle time later with just you before all of the chaos of this weekend.

BD: I will hurry. However, I wanted to let you know that I have finally decided.

QP: Decided what? What to have for dinner?

BD: No, not that. I’ve decided on what I really want you to do.

QP: What?

QP: Wait, you mean you know if you want to try going further with someone? Or if we are going to stay as-is?

BD: Yes. That’s what I’ve decided.

QP: OK, but we said that we needed to discuss it in a way that we were both sure. I don’t think texting is going to work for that.

BD: I know. That’s why I made this. I don’t think I can say this right to your face, but you have to believe that this is how I truly feel.

Doug uploaded the video he had captured of Pete trying out, saying what he “wanted”. He had edited it down to just the final version of the “confession,” which was Pete saying:

“Hey, Petra. As you know, I love how sexy you are, and I love it when other people, especially men, look at you and get turned on by your body. I really love it when you show off and tease people around us. What I’m even more turned on by is the thought of you having sex with another guy. In our role-playing sessions where you talk about BigDog at the gym, I get so horny thinking about that being really real. I often think about you at the gym, being approached by a guy, and I want it to really happen. If you get the chance to fuck a guy with a big, hard cock, you should take it. I am sure it would feel good for you and make you happy, and I’m also sure that it would make me happy.”

There was a long pause, longer than the 42 seconds of the video. Doug assumed Petra was taking time to process. He gave her another 2 minutes before sending another message.

BD: Babe, are you OK?

QP: Yeah, I’m OK. I just wasn’t really expecting this.

BD: Oh, you mean you don’t want it?

QP: No, no. It’s not that. I mean, Yes I want it. It’s just that I didn’t think you would really want to go through with it. I was expecting you just to keep putting it off, and then it would just fade away.

BD: Yeah, that was my fear too, which is why I had set today as a deadline for myself. Doing that forced me to make a decision.

QP: So you felt forced?

BD: No… well, I wasn’t forced to choose one way vs the other. But I forced myself to make a choice, not to put it off anymore.

BD: When I woke up this morning, I was really sure I was going to choose for you to stay faithful to me, but the more I thought about it, the sadder it made me. It felt like I was closing a door to a really amazing opportunity. So I pondered some more and then recorded the video. After I said all those things, everything just felt right. So here we are.

BD: How do you feel?

QP: Like you, I was not expecting this choice. I was assuming that our sexy role-playing and our extra activities were going to be over. That would have been a little disappointing, since this has been super hot, but I was going to be OK with it.

QP: But you being OK… well, more than OK, you being horny thinking about me being with another guy who is bigger than Lil Petey…. That turns me on so much. As soon as I finished watching the video, I had to take off my shorts and panties and start playing with myself.

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BD: Wow, that is a lot more than I was expecting, but it makes me so happy.

QP: Me too, babe. I can’t wait until next week, when we will have time with just the two of us to figure out how to start.

BD: Why do we have to wait until next week?

QP: I have my faculty retreat this weekend, and you have your convention with your friends.

BD: I know, but I was thinking that some plans could change a bit so that we could get a start right away. I know I’m super horny thinking about it, and looking at your picture, I’m sure you are too.

QP: Yes, but we won’t be together, and I’m not going to go trolling for guys with my work colleagues around.

BD: Well, I was thinking you could skip your retreat and stay here this weekend. It’s not as if this is a real work function. As you mentioned, it was just some time for you to hang out with your work friends and have some fun. Maybe instead you could stay here and have some fun with something like this:

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QP: Oh my god, BigDog, that is so delicious looking. I hadn’t realized how much I had missed seeing that beautiful monster.

QP: But I don’t know about skipping out on time with my friends. I was looking forward to being with them.

BD: Come on, you know you are looking forward to starting this new chapter with me and finding something like this to play with.

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QP: Mmmmmm, you make a very good point. But I don’t want to be in the way of you and your buddies this weekend. I’m sure you are going to want to do your own thing.

BD: Well, here’s the thing. I want you to be around. I want my friends to drool over you and make crude remarks, and I want to fuck you. As I said in the video, the thought of that, and especially the reality of when it happened on the beach, makes me super horny. Who knows, one of them may even have a cock like this:

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QP: Ooh, that’s super hot, babe. But you will be at the convention all weekend, so there won’t be any chance for your friends to see me.

BD: I have a plan for that, too. I want you to come to the convention too. You can dress super sexy and have all the geeks and nerds drooling over you. And to make it even more interesting, I got a room in the hotel where the convention is being held, so that you can stay there over the weekend. That way, you have your own space to get away in case things get to be too much. It would also mean I wouldn’t know exactly when you would be there and would be surprised to see you… and seeing the guys drooling over you.

QP: Oh, babe, that sounds expensive. Are you sure?

BD: Yeah, I’m sure. It will also allow for something else, if you are game?

QP: What? Time for you and me to slip away and have sex?

Doug grinned at this. He knew that Petra was thinking about doing this with Pete, but it would definitely be him who would be taking Petra to that room to fuck her.

BD: Yes, that will happen, for sure, but it’s not what I was thinking of. I was also thinking that you could have some cosplay outfits that you could wear to the convention, and the room there would let you change whenever you wanted. Heck, you could even surprise me with what you were wearing each day.

QP: It seems like you’ve put a lot of thought into this.

BD: I have definitely been thinking about this plan for a while now. Is it exciting, right?

QP: Yeah, I have to admit, it does sound exciting.

BD: So you’re going to do it?

QP: Yeah, I’m going to do it. I’ll call Judy from work and let her know that something has come up and I won’t be able to make it to the retreat. And then I’ll be your slutty nerd girl all weekend.

BD: Oh my god, I’m so happy. Thank you, babe.

QP: I can’t believe we are going to do this. But I’m happy too. Let’s talk about the logistics when you get home.

Doug froze; he hadn’t considered the possibility that Petra might want to discuss this with Pete. He had to think fast. He could try to reason with her that the surprise would make it more sexy. Or he could say there wasn’t anything else to discuss. But neither of those would guarantee she wouldn’t let anything slip. He needed her to pretend to keep this a secret, too. Then inspiration hit.

BD: My Queen, you do not need to discuss this with Lil Petey. That little, insecure boy is just going to overcomplicate everything and make you take the initiative. Remember how you had to figure out the swimsuit to wear and get those guys involved at the beach. You’ll end up being in charge again.

BD: Or even worse, he’s going to chicken out if you talk about it with him in person. His mind will race, and he’ll worry about losing you to a bigger man, like me. Even though he knows the fear of losing you is what makes the fantasy so much better, he’ll still back out. He’s too small and insecure to trust you.

QP: Oof, BigDog, you are so harsh about Lil Petey, but you are probably right. His small dick sometimes makes him have a small mind.

BD: That’s right. Don’t worry, I will take care of everything. I’ll keep him from getting cold feet and make sure you are taken care of. I’ll even have some clothes and costumes. You just need to show up at the hotel on Friday afternoon, and it will all be waiting for you.

QP: That sounds so amazing, BigDog. I can’t wait to see what you provide for me.

BD: I’m sure you are going to love it.

BD: I’m going to go and finish these errands; I’ll be home soon.

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Petra was feeling so horny after her conversation with Pete/BigDog. She still partly doubted that he would let her go through with letting other guys leer at her in person, let alone actually touch her. She predicted that he would let a guy touch her once and then get too jealous, but the thought of happening at all, of reality matching some of her fantasies with BigDog, made her fingers stray down to her already wet pussy.

She thought back on how different she was now versus a few months ago. She had never wanted anyone, especially guys, to give her attention. She remembered threatening Pete many times when he tried to take her picture. But now, after so many lewd conversations with BigDog, she couldn’t imagine hiding her body away. She loved the attention she got in the gym, on the street, on the beach, and even the attention from some of the older students at school. It was intoxicating and made her feel so good.

She was a little afraid of how far she would go if Pete didn’t stop her. Would she fuck someone else? She didn’t think she’d really need to worry about it, as she was sure Pete would stop her in the end. But what if the BigDog persona took Pete over and actually encouraged her? Was she capable of having sex of some sort with someone else? She thought about Ben and the pictures that BigDog had sent, and her pussy throbbed. She thought about how hard it would be to say “no” as she slid her hand into her pants. After walking around the convention and having a bunch of guys drooling over her, would she even be able to? She slid a finger inside of herself as she thought about 100s of nerds focusing their lust on her. If she felt like this, she didn’t think she’d be able to say anything but “take me now!”

After 15 minutes of alone time, she regained her composure enough to call Judy and let her know she wouldn’t be able to come on the retreat.

*****

Pete was a little taken aback when he saw Doug come out of the airport terminal. This was the first time seeing him in real life, and the guy was a lot bigger than he had expected. He was at least 6’5″, and he had to weigh at least 300 pounds. He could see that most of that was not muscle, as the dragon on his t-shirt was stretched pretty far over his round belly. Baggy cargo shorts and some Teva sandals completed his look. Being only 5’9″, Pete ended up having his head in Doug’s chest when they hugged hello. Pete was surprised when Doug held the embrace for a few extra seconds and leaned back; he actually lifted Pete off the ground a little.

“Man, it’s so good to see you in person, Doug,” Pete said after they put Doug’s luggage in the trunk and started driving away from the airport. “It’s so weird that we’ve known each other for 2 plus years but have really only seen each other from the chest up.”

Doug laughed in a jolly way. “Yeah, it is definitely an odd world these days.” He took a drink from his water bottle and then continued. “I could see that you were a little surprised when you saw me. You didn’t think I was this big, did you?” He patted his belly with his right hand and his thigh with his left.

As Pete glanced over to Doug with a smile, his attention was momentarily drawn to the movement of Doug’s left hand. It seemed like he was readjusting something in his shorts, a ways down his inner thigh. Pete didn’t think much of it and replied, “Honestly, yes. I was a little surprised. I knew that you were bigger, but I didn’t think you were anywhere near that tall. I figured 6 feet at the most.” He chuckled, “That’s all part of the Zoom life these days, I suppose.”

Doug laughed back, “Yup, it sure is. We’ll probably meet up with the other guys tomorrow, and Xander will only be 4 feet tall.”

“Hah,” exclaimed Pete, “that would definitely account for his need to brag about his female conquests all the time. Gotta overcompensate somehow, right?”

“Speaking of females,” said Doug, “how are things with Petra? You guys work things out at all? Did you agree on things?”

Pete’s hands gripped the steering wheel a little bit tighter. “Yeah, we are mostly OK,” he said. “She’s stopped talking about ‘BigDog’, which is nice. She’s still commenting on my size sometimes, though, but it’s not every time we have sex. ”

“Have you done any more photoshoots?” Doug asked.

“No, not yet,” replied Pete. “She had a bikini on the other day to go in the hot tub, and I wanted to suggest taking some more, but we got distracted.”

“Oh, did she look too hot and you just had to… You know?” Doug asked.

“No, it wasn’t that,” said Pete. “We got to talking about the pictures from the previous shoot, and I told her about the Instagram postings.” He didn’t even think about telling Doug that the discussion happened over an Ephemeral Messages chat rather than in person.

“Dude, I couldn’t believe it when I started seeing her comments,” Doug said. It took all of his self-control not to smirk and laugh about this since he was the one who actually posted as “cameramans_bunny.” “Are you OK with what she posted?”

“I mean, not really,” said Pete, squirming a bit in his seat. “In the end, it’s just words on the internet, right. The comments don’t seem to mean much. It would be different if she were around this weekend and seeing Leo and Xander face-to-face. At least you didn’t make any comments, which I thank you for.”

“Yeah, it felt a little weird, especially knowing more of the story from you, so I stayed quiet,” Doug said back. He focused on Pete, saying that it was “just words.” Had he not seen the pictures that Xander and Leo had posted and the pics that “cameramans_bunny” had posted back? He had been surprised that Pete hadn’t said anything to him about that situation, but maybe he just didn’t know it had happened. Doug resolved to stay quiet again, lest it cause more complications. There might be a situation later, though, where informing Pete about the image exchange could come in handy.

“Hopefully Xander and Leo don’t give me too much shit about the situation,” Pete said sheepishly. “I’ll have to think about how I want to respond.”

“I’m sure they will bust your chops a little,” Doug replied, “but in the end, they are just jealous that you get to share a bed with such a beautiful woman and they don’t.”

“That’s true,” said Pete, a smile returning to his face.

They started chatting about the convention after that, and soon made it to Pete’s house.

*****

Later that night, Petra was in the kitchen while Pete and Doug were in the living room playing video games. The three of them had just finished dinner, and she was cleaning up. She was happy to let them have their time together in person.

To be honest, she was a little intimidated by Doug, well, “intimidated” probably wasn’t the best word. He was a big man, almost a foot taller than Pete, and also a big personality. It definitely wasn’t what she had expected from Pete’s description of him. When they had come in from the airport, his presence somewhat took her aback, and she had actually said something about him being so much bigger than Pete. She was mortified at having said that and quickly glanced between the two men. Pete had averted his eyes, though she felt like she had seen him look at Doug’s crotch before settling his gaze on the floor. Doug, on the other hand, had an eyebrow cocked and seemed to stand up even a little taller.

“Oh, Petey isn’t that little,” said Doug, chucking his friend on the shoulder. He knew he was making a play on the diminutive nickname that they all had used for Pete’s penis, but of course, neither Petra nor Pete knew that Doug was aware of that nickname.

Both Petra and Pete turned even more red at that comment. Petra sputtered a little, tried to cover it up and explain herself better, but in the end, she just kept digging the hole deeper. She was pretty sure she had insinuated in 5 different ways how much larger Doug was than Pete. In the end, he threw her a lifeline and made a joke about his weight and having to buy two seats on the airplane.

In the moment, it had been really embarrassing, but now with some time to reflect, she wondered if it had lit a fire inside of Pete. She knew he liked being belittled, even if he protested outside the bedroom and in chats. Also, given yesterday’s conversation about him wanting her to flirt and experiment this weekend, she figured it was actually adding to what he wanted. She finished off the remainder of the wine in her glass as she closed the dishwasher.

She walked toward the living room, where she knew that Pete and Doug were playing a co-op dungeon crawler game. They weren’t aware of her getting close and were talking. “Dude, you weren’t lying about Petra. She is very attractive. Those pictures you posted didn’t do her justice.”

Petra paused. She knew Pete had shared some pics of her with the guys, which had made her mad at the time. It still annoyed her, not knowing which ones he’d shared. She just hoped it wasn’t the bikini ones; she didn’t know if she could handle being around Doug, knowing he’d seen her like that.

“Yeah, she’ss super hot in those pictures, innit she?” Pete slurred his reply. It seemed like he was quite drunk. They had already finished a bottle of wine at dinner, and now a second after dinner. “I know that you and the guys really liked the bikini ones, especially. Did you see her comments? Seems like she liked showin’ off to all you.”

Petra scowled as she realized Pete had shown more pictures to his friends. And what did he mean by comments? Did he post the pictures online somewhere?

“Yeah, I saw those,” said Doug. As he looked over at his friend, he noticed a shadow on the floor, a shadow of a curvy female figure who was apparently standing just outside the room. He wondered if he could get Pete in some trouble here and score some points with Petra. “After meeting her, though, I’m not sure they are real. She seems way too timid for that. I don’t think she’d ever write those things. Are you sure you didn’t pretend to be her and write them as part of your fantasy to have other guys drool over her?”

“What?!” exclaimed Pete. “No wayyy, I didn’t do that. I wouldn’t ever…. I don’t even know how to do that.”

Doug suddenly had a wicked idea. “Ok, OK,” he said, standing up. “I will stop teasing you about it. I know it’s all part of your fantasy, and I don’t want to ruin that for you.”

“Fant’sy,” slurred Pete. “That’s right, she’s my fantasy.”

“You certainly are committing to it,” said Doug. “I’m not sure how you keep all those accounts straight. And all those pictures too, it’s a lot to keep track of.”

Petra was confused by this turn of the conversation. What did Doug mean by ‘ruin it’ and ‘a lot to keep track of’? Was there something else going on? Momentarily lost in thought, she didn’t notice that Doug was approaching.

“Oh, hey Petra,” he said, as he rounded the corner. “I didn’t see you there.”

She jumped as he spoke to her, letting out a little “eep!” She quickly tried to recover, but her mind was racing over what she had heard and the surprise of Doug’s bulk suddenly appearing in front of her. “Sorry,” she said after a couple of moments. “I didn’t mean to jump like that. I was just…”

“You were just listening to us and didn’t expect me to round the corner so quietly,” he said with a smirk. Her face immediately turned red. “It’s OK, I had been meaning to tell you about this situation anyway.”

“I… uh… situation??” she stammered.

“Yeah, I’m sure you figured out from what we were saying that Pete posted pics of you online,” he said.

She nodded. “Yeah, I gathered that.” Anger started rising now, replacing the embarrassment. “Where did he do it?”

“They are on Instagram,” Doug replied. “But they are in a private album.”

“An album he shared with you and all your buddies, right?” she asked.

“Well, here’s the thing,” Doug said with a quizzical look on his face. “I think he only shared it with me. There are a bunch of comments from Roger, Xander, and Leo, but I don’t believe they are real.”

“What do you mean?” she asked. “How could they not be real?”

“Well, you only need an email address to start an Instagram account, right?” Petra nodded to this. Doug continued, “I think Pete started a bunch of fake accounts so he could pretend that people were seeing you.”

“What?!? No way!” she said. “Why? How? I mean,… why would he do that?”

“Well, I mean, he told me he has a fetish for thinking about guys ogling you. You know that, right?” Doug asked.

“Yes, I’m aware of that,” Petra replied.

“He also told me that he really wanted to see you interact with people, to flirt with them,” Doug continued. “But I’ve known him for a while. I don’t think he’d actually want his friends to see you like that, making rude comments about you.”

Petra thought about the conversation with “BigDog” and the hotel room. She wasn’t so sure that Pete wouldn’t want her shown off to his friends, but Doug continued before she had a chance to say anything.

“In addition to that, the comments from the guys are just too much. Like they went from 0 to 60 in no time.”

“What were they saying?” she asked.

“Well, there were double entendres within 2-3 comments,” he said. “And then not even entendres, just straight-up drooling comments shortly after that. But the biggest thing…” He paused for dramatic effect, “… the biggest red flag was that there were comments from you. Or at least someone who said they were you.”

“What?!? I never made any comments!” she said vehemently.

“I assumed you hadn’t,” Doug said. “But there are comments where ‘CameramansBunny’ is flirting with the guys, even showing off and providing more pictures, with more skin showing.”

“That fucker,” exclaimed Petra. “I can’t believe he did that. Wait, scratch that. I can believe he did that. He has been doing some really crazy stuff lately. But faking a bunch of accounts so he could pretend guys were lusting over me? That’s a lot.” She pondered for a few moments, then asked, “Can you show me?”

“I don’t think you’re going to like it,” Doug said, “but sure.” He pulled out his phone and went to the Instagram feed for PlayinWithPetra.

She pulled out her phone and tried to open it, but it was blocked. “I can’t see it.”

“Yeah, Pete set it to private,” said Doug. “You need an invite.”

“Damn,” said Petra. “I don’t want to ask him to invite me, that would be weird.”

“Well,” said Doug, “he made me a co-owner of the profile so that I can invite you. But are you sure you want to see it all?”

Her mind was swirling with everything she had just found out, so she didn’t even consider it weird that Doug was co-owner.”Yes, I’m sure I want to see it,” She replied. “My handle is RedHeadPetra.”

“OK,” Doug said. He focused on his phone for a few moments and then continued, “OK, you should have an invite now.”

She clicked into the album and scowled. “That fucker,” she said. “I can’t believe he posted all of these. He knows I hate having my pictures seen by anyone.” She continued scrolling, clicking images, and studying them for several seconds before moving to the next.

From her actions and body language, Doug was pretty sure she didn’t actually hate this. He also knew from his conversations with her, as BigDog, that, deep down, she really did like being ogled and lusted after. However, he didn’t say anything. He would just let it sit for now. “Look,” he said, “I know that this is a lot to take in, but you should be proud. You are gorgeous, and those pictures and the comments prove it. Pete is a dink for sharing them without your permission, and an even bigger dink for making those comments. But it is kind of impressive how much work he put into this just to feed his fantasy about how gorgeous you are. Don’t be afraid to take a compliment.”

She blushed at his words. “Thanks, Doug,” she said. “And you are right, it is kind of flattering.” She paused for a moment, pondering. “Wait,” she continued, “you had access to this album. Did you make any comments?”

“Heh, that’s a good question,” he said. “I wanted to, but I didn’t. First, I feel like it would have been a violation of your privacy, and secondly, I didn’t want to infringe on Pete’s fantasy. If you look through, there aren’t any from me.”

“Well, that’s good,” she said, but secretly, she was a little disappointed that he hadn’t been moved to comment at all.

“Look,” Doug said, “can I make a suggestion?”

“Sure,” she replied.

“I think you should blow his mind by making some comments in the album,” he said. “Go give him a kiss goodnight and then go post as RedHeadPetra. Tease him a bit about it, but don’t make him feel too bad. Please lean into it a bit and interact with his fake personas. Give him something special to enjoy.

“I know he did something dumb, but he did it because he wants to try new things, to experiment. That’s a pretty cool thing.” He could see her gears turning as he said this. She was definitely thinking about it. “And just so it’s not weird, I promise I won’t go into the album to comment. It will be private.”

“Hmm, you make some good points, Doug,” she said. “You are a good friend to Pete. Thank you.” She took a step forward and hugged him. “Thanks.”

Doug hugged her back. He couldn’t help himself and squeezed her tightly, slightly leaning back a bit, which lifted her to her tiptoes. As her body pressed against his, Petra gasped a little. It was a bit of a shock to be lifted so easily. She could also feel a large bulge pressing against her. She assumed it was his wallet or phone or something. All she knew was that in combination with the lifting, she suddenly felt a little lightheaded.

Again, Doug couldn’t help himself and held the hug a few seconds longer than was appropriate. Petra’s quickening breath told him that she didn’t mind too much. Eventually, he leaned forward again and let her down. Releasing the hug, he stepped away from her a bit too quickly.

Petra fluttered a bit as the hug was released. “I uh…” she stammered. “I uh… I’m going to head to bed and leave you two to your gaming.”

“OK,” Doug replied. “I’ll send him to bed when we are done.” With that, he headed to the guest bathroom, and Petra went to the primary bedroom.

*****

Once inside the bedroom, Petra sat down in a chair by her vanity. She tried to calm herself down after the roller coaster of the last 10 minutes. She had been so angry with Pete about the pictures, but then Doug seemed so sincere about how she should be flattered. She didn’t know how to feel. Then there was the hug. What was that, and why did she react in that way? Picking her up was a little weird, but he was just a big guy. She was sure it was uncomfortable for him to lean down so much to hug her. It did feel good, though, to be manhandled so easily. Pete could lift her, but as he was only a couple of inches taller than her, he couldn’t move her too much. With Doug, though, it had felt like he could have held her a foot or more off the ground—the power he had made her mind flash to BigDog. Maybe Pete had realized she wanted something like that before she had.

She then pulled out her phone and started looking at the “Playing With Petra” album that Pete had posted. She was amazed as she scrolled through the comments. He put so much work into this. Different personas are posting at different times. And they each felt real and different from each other. She could tell that BigXMan was a younger guy who thought himself a stud. RogerDodger was a bit more timid, but still wanted to see everything. LionKing was probably “older” and had more appreciation for the finer things. She assumed Pete was basing these on his gaming buddies and was probably hoping to predict their reactions when they saw her this weekend at the convention. It was so juvenile, but it also made her squirm a bit.

As she scrolled through, she got to the picture of her on her knees looking up at the camera. Even she had to admit that she looked incredibly sexy in that pic. The power dynamic that it conveyed was one thing, but the sexiness of the look on her face and the large expanse of cleavage that it showed, it was just screaming “fuck me!” Or more accurately, “use my mouth for your pleasure.” She shuddered as a wave of lust passed through her body.

She saw that this picture had the most comments, unsurprisingly. All of the guys, except Doug, she noted, had written something. She couldn’t believe how much time Pete had put into this and how quickly it got sexual between ‘Bunny,” BigX, and LionKing. “Her” comment about looking up at an expansive view made her steam, both in anger and in horniness. It was a good entendre. But then she saw it escalate. Pictures of BigX and LionKing in their underwear. Then multiple pictures of her in her underwear. “What the fuck?” she said angrily. “When did he take these?” She zoomed in and recognized the situation in which they had been taken. One night in this very room, they were talking about her being naughty at the gym with someone else. She remembered being so extremely horny and agreeing to let Pete take some pictures. He had promised, though, that he would be the only one to see them.

She was mad, but also, so very horny. She started rubbing herself through the material of her shorts and panties while she scrolled down a bit more. There was a picture of her without a bra, but thankfully, she was covering her nipples with her arm. She could see that the next comment from LionKing was a picture, and she slowly scrolled more to see him fully nude with a huge erection. “Holy shit,” she whispered. “Look at that thing.” Where was Pete finding all of these pictures of big cocks?

She reluctantly pulled her hand from her crotch and tapped on the image to bring it into full focus. She pinched and zoomed in on it until the cock took up the whole screen. She panned back and forth on the image with her finger, almost as if it were tracing its curves and veins. She had studied BigDog’s pictures so thoroughly that she could tell it was about the same size but not quite as big, and it was obviously black. It was just as beautiful, though. It definitely put Lil Petey to shame. She rubbed herself some more while staring at it for another couple of minutes.

She reluctantly unfocused the image and went back to the comments. A comment from BigX had a picture of his package. It was more “normal” sized, at least from her expectations. It was definitely bigger than Pete’s, but probably in the 6-7-inch range rather than the 9-10+ that BigDog and LionKing had. What made Petra lick her lips was BigX’s fit. He had six-pack abs and very muscular thighs. She could tell he was in great shape. Pete was in pretty good shape, too, but she couldn’t imagine him posting a pic like this. His small little weiner would be so embarrassing in comparison to these two. He really must like the small penis humiliation stuff if he was doing this to himself.

It was all super weird, though. Seeing his CameramansBunny, pretending to be her. The comments started more reserved and a little annoyed, but then almost immediately shifted to flashing her body at the guys. It made her roll her eyes a bit. Of course, he wanted her to be more slutty. It was predictable.

“Well,” she thought to herself, “let’s see how much he wants me to be slutty with his ‘friends’. See if he likes the real me posting something.” She went back to the thread where BigX and LionKing had posted pictures of themselves, and started commenting:

RedHeadPetra: I can’t believe what I’m seeing here. Pete, is this really what you think of me? You think I’m some bimbo who will just flash candid images to all your friends? You think that if some guys start complimenting my ass, I’ll show them more of it? I guess you secretly wish that I would start making lewd comments to guys like this and flirt with them. How far do you want me to go with them? Do you want ‘CameramansBunny’ to show them everything? Do you want her to play with herself and take pictures to share? Do you want even more than that to happen?

She posted that and smiled. She thought that comment would force him to come right out and commit to something.

*****

Doug made his way back to the living room and found Pete asleep on the couch. He tried to rouse his friend, but it proved fruitless. It seemed like Pete was passed out for the night. Doug smirked at the situation. As he thought about what to do next, his phone buzzed with an alert.

As he opened his phone, he saw an Instagram notification: “RedHeadPetra has commented on your thread.” He opened the app, saw Petra’s comment, and smiled. He was going to get Pete in a lot of trouble and make the guys extremely happy.

He started replying as CameramansBunny.

CameramansBunny: I don’t know what you are talking about, RedHead. I’m the real Petra. I remember everything that happened in these pictures, and I also remember the ones that didn’t make it in here. Like the ones where I was with the group of guys who were hanging out on the beach. Who are you to question me?

Doug waited a minute, then two, then three and more, wondering how Petra would reply; if she would reply. Then it came through.

RedHeadPetra: Come on, Pete, be real, I know the whole story about this page. I know how you are pretending to be me in these comments to fulfill a fantasy about me being more promiscuous. Just drop the act and talk to me about it.

CB: Fine, you’re right. I’m not the real Petra. I just thought it would be hot if you acted slutty in front of my friends.

RHP: I mean, it’s impressive the amount of work you went through to make this fantasy more real, but it is a little strange.

CB: But kinda hot too, right? 😀

RHP: In a way, yes. I guess it fits with everything else you’ve done lately.

CB: Hold up a minute.

Doug grabbed Pete’s phone and held it up to his sleeping face, nudging him a little to get him to move a bit. The Face ID recognized him enough to unlock. He navigated to Instagram and then to the thread.

PeteTheGeek: It feels better if I’m talking to you with this handle.

PTG: So yeah, I guess it does kinda fit. Are you mad?

RHP: I mean a little, but it does show me how much you want me to show off to your friends… and maybe more.

PTG: I definitely do. So do you think you could?

RHP: What? Show off more?

RHP: Like this

Doug gasped as an image of Petra came into focus on the phone. She was bent over at the waist, facing toward a mirror. The scoop neck of her t-shirt hung down low, almost fully revealing her large tits. She had a mischievous smile.

PTG: OMG, yes. More like that, please.

Doug picked up his own phone and sent a text message to Xavier and Leo, “Dudes, staying here with Pete and his wife Petra is so hot in person. They’ve got something weird going on on Instagram right now. You should check it out.”

After a couple of minutes, he got messages back from his two friends asking for more details. He told them just to check out the comment threads on her pictures.

In the meantime, Petra had posted a few more pictures. One with her in just her panties with her hand covering her breasts. Another one bent over at the waist, but this time with her ass pointed at the mirror; the tiny amount of fabric of her thong just barely covered her.

PTG: I think BigXMan and LionKing might be coming.

RHP: Mmm, I can’t wait for them to see me

A picture of her bare chest followed this, with no hands blocking anything.

BigXMan: Whoa, is this the real Petra? I knew that Bunny was too good to be true, but maybe you are even better than her.

Back in the bedroom, Petra smirked as she saw the comment from BigXMan. She still couldn’t believe that he went through the trouble of setting up multiple personas for commenting to make this fantasy more real for him, but there were a lot of things he’d been doing lately that were surprising. The chats they’d been having were definitely bringing both of them out of their shells.

She typed out a reply, trying to ramp up the teasing a bit.

RHP: Oh dear, I got so wrapped up in my conversation with Pete that I forgot others could see this. I’m so embarrassed that you are seeing me like that, BigX. Pete, I’m sorry.

BigX: You’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about, Petra. You are gorgeous.

PTG: Xander, maybe you should go. I don’t want Petra to be uncomfortable.

BigX: You’re not uncomfortable, are you, Petra? The only thing you should be feeling is pride at how good you look.

Petra giggled to herself at the cheesy dialogue. Pete was getting into this and really playing up BigX’s dude-bro personality. Well, maybe she’d play up the bimbo aspect that Pete seems to want to see.

RHP: Oh, BigX, you certainly have a way with words. I really don’t look that good, though. I know you are just being nice to me because you’re friends with Pete.

BigX: Are you kidding! You are the hottest woman I’ve ever seen, Petra. I can’t believe a dork like Pete was able to land a babe like you.

TheLionKing: What’s going on here? Are we seeing double, with two Petras here? Which one’s the real one? Bunny or the RedHead?

BigX: RedHeadedPetra is the real one, LK. Apparently, Pete has been playing games with the Bunny handle, pretending to be Petra to flirt with us.

LK: Dude, that’s fucked up. Glad the real Petra is here now to show us what she’s really like. I can already tell she’s more genuine than that Bunny, based on just a couple of comments… and pictures.

Petra felt a flush of pride at the word “genuine.” She knew it was silly because this was all made-up, but she still felt a weird sense of vindication from it.

RHP: Aww, thanks, LionKing. I am the genuine article.

LionKing: That’s good to hear. So what was your genuine reaction to the pictures I posted above?

BigX: Good question. I want to know the answer to that, too.

Petra flushed at this. She couldn’t possibly say anything lewd or sexual, could she? That wasn’t her. Sure, she had posted some really nasty stuff to “BigDog” in their chats, but that seemed much more private than this. Even though she knew it was all just Pete on the other side of those screen names, it was still “on the internet.” What if someone got access?

At the same time, though, she wondered, ‘what did Pete want to see as her response?” He went through all this trouble to set up so many accounts to live out this fantasy, she could give him a thrill and get a little nasty, right? There wasn’t that much of a risk.

RHP: Well, I have to say, I really appreciated what you both had to show me. BigX, your body is amazing. Those abs are perfect. I’d love to run my hands over each muscle. And your penis is really quite something.

RHP: And LionKing, your pic… well, let’s just say that I’m glad my phone is waterproof. I was drooling over what you showed me.

LK: Oh, really, what got you so hot and bothered by it?

RHP: Well, of course, the size. I haven’t seen many cocks that big. And I’ve certainly never experienced one even close to that.

BigX: Yeah, you are probably more used to ones like mine.

RHP: Unfortunately, it’s not your size either, BigX. Pete is more on the smaller side of average.

BigX: Holy shit! Did you really say that, Petra?!?

LK: Damn girl, that is harsh. Makes me laugh though. And it explains a few things about him.

RHP: Hah, yeah. It is a bit harsh, but there’s a reason he wants me to call him Lil Petey in the bedroom.

BigX: Daaaaaaaaaaayum. That’s wild. How small is he?

Doug was laughing at this exchange. He couldn’t believe that Petra had taken the conversation in this direction, though he had played up the small penis humiliation aspect in their conversations many times. He had to see how far she’d take it.

PTG: Petra, come on, this is embarrassing.

RHP: Oh, this is embarrassing? How embarrassing was it for me to see my husband posting pictures of me online for his ‘buddies’ to see? And even more embarrassing, having him pretend to be me and act like a bimbo. You can just pipe down, Lil Petey, and enjoy the show.

BigX: I’ll say it again, Daaaaaaaaaaayum. 😂

RHP: This is him, guys. Pray for me.

This was one of the first dick pics Pete had ever sent her, and one she had compared to BigDog early on in their conversations. It was very unflattering and made his 4″ dick look even smaller.

LK: Oh my god, Petra. How is that even real? Tell me that’s fake and you are just teasing. There’s no way a woman like you should be suffering with that. You should experience the pleasure of this instead.

RHP: Holy shit, LionKing, I’ll bounce your words right back at you. How is that even real? It is so big and beautiful. I don’t think I could handle it; I would be so stretched out after riding on that thing…. Though I would like to try.

BigX: Well, maybe you should start with mine to get a little practice with something more manly before you move up to Leo’s.

RHP: Hmm, you make a really firm argument, BigX. I can definitely see how that would be a great idea, and I would like to try it.

BigX: Maybe you’d like to take up the challenge in person this weekend while we’re in town. I’m sure that we could find some time between events to have some fun of our own.

LK: I like the way you are thinking X. We definitely need to get together and have some fun.

RHP: Oh my, I don’t know about those guys. What about Pete?

BigX: What about him?

LK: Lil Pete can watch if he wants.

Petra was reeling at the direction of this conversation. She had never intended it to go like this, but now that it had, she wondered what Pete was thinking. Would he really give his blessing? Was he really wanting her to do something like this? How would he react if he saw that huge cock sliding into her? She imagined how it would feel, stretching her out, touching places inside of her that had never been touched. A shiver ran through her body as she pictured LionKing’s cock bottoming out inside of her. Would Pete freak out if he saw that? Would he hate her afterwards?

Then she remembered that it was really Pete on the other side of all of these handles. He was the one pushing this fantasy. He wanted her to act like a slut and agree to what the guys were proposing.

RHP: Oh my goodness. I don’t know, guys. That sounds delicious, but don’t you think it might be going too far? Lil Petey, what do you think? Do you really want to see me getting stretched out by two cocks that are so much bigger than yours? Who knows, maybe Doug and Roger have big dicks too, and they could join in as well. Is that what you want?

Out in the living room, Doug forced himself to count to 20 before responding as Pete. He didn’t want it to look like Pete was too eager.

PTG: I don’t know Petra. It would be weird to see it, but also really hot, I guess.

BigX: Sounds like he thinks it’s a good idea.

LK: Of course, he does, because he knows that a woman like Petra can never be satisfied by a tiny wiener like his. Petra, we are going to make sure you really know what true pleasure is by the end of this weekend. I hope you are ready.

RHP: I hope I am, too.

RHP: I’m definitely looking forward to trying.

With that, she logged off and focused on her masturbation session. She couldn’t believe some of the things she had written. Even more, she couldn’t believe how far Pete had gone with his comments. Where had he come up with such filthy ideas? And how had he managed to have so many profiles interacting at once? She’d have to get him drunk more often to play scenarios like this again.

*****

Pete woke up in the morning to the sound of Petra yelping and then a slam of a door. He was curled up awkwardly on the couch and had a splitting headache. He was very slowly putting pieces into place from last night. He had drunk a lot at dinner. He and Doug had been playing video games. He and Doug had drunk more while playing games. At some point, he had probably fallen asleep on the couch, but he didn’t remember much of anything. He felt someone flump down on the couch next to him.

“Why didn’t you…,” someone said. It was Petra. “I just saw,” she continued, obviously flustered. “I… why… I didn’t mean to. He’s so… Pete did you…”

Pete groggily rolled over onto his back and opened one eye to look at his wife. “Babe,” he croaked with a dry throat. “What’s going on?”

She squirmed on the couch, as if she couldn’t get comfortable. “I saw him, Pete. I saw Doug.”

“Oooookaay,” said Pete. “That’s not surprising since he is staying here right now. I mean, maybe my mind is still half asleep, but you seeing him doesn’t seem like that big of a deal.”

“No,” she said, “not like that. I saw him, all of him, in the bathroom.”

“Wait, what? How?” Pete sputtered.

“He texted me this morning that he didn’t have any towels in the guest bathroom,” she explained. “I grabbed some from our bathroom and went to deliver them. The door was cracked open a bit, and I didn’t hear the shower running. I thought he was in the spare bedroom and just opened the door to set them on the counter, but there he was, completely naked.”

“What?!? Babe, why didn’t you kn….” He started to sit up, but the ache in his head flared up with the movement. It made him nauseous, and he lost track of the conversation for several seconds.

Petra didn’t seem to notice and had gone on talking, “… huge, which I think you must know because of all the stuff you, well, BigDog, sent me. It’s the same one. Have you had a chance to get him to send those to you? Did you tell him about that? And did you want me to see? And is that part of the plan for this weekend?”

Pete was hearing all of this, but it wasn’t really registering with him. He was just trying to keep from being sick. He mumbled back, “Yeah, of course I knew Doug was big. What’s that about BigDog?”

She finally looked at him and saw how bad shape he was in. “Babe, are you OK? You’re right, I shouldn’t be breaking the rules about that. I’ll talk to you about it later. You go take your own shower and see if you can feel better.”

With that, she helped him get up and slowly walked him to the bathroom in their bedroom. After getting him in the shower, she started gathering clothes for the weekend. She was so confused. How on Earth did Pete have so many pictures of Doug’s cock? Did Doug know that Pete was sharing them with her? Did Pete share pics of himself with Doug? Did they compare sizes? She couldn’t even imagine how it all started, though if he went through the embarrassment of asking Doug for dick pics, it must mean a lot to him for her to see them. It must really hit a deep fantasy for him.

She looked at her pile of clothes on the bed and realized that the suitcases were in the spare bedroom that Doug was using. Should she risk going in there, or should she wait until he leaves? It would be super embarrassing to face him right now, though the idea of seeing him again was more than a little thrilling for her. Besides, if Pete could deal with the shame he must have experienced asking Doug for pictures, she could face him.

She padded down the hall to the spare bedroom. She made sure to knock this time. “Hey Doug, can I come in?” she asked through the door. “I need to grab a suitcase from in there.”

“One sec,” he replied. She heard some rustling from the room, then he continued, “OK, you can come in.”

She slowly opened the door and started walking in. She intended to just go to the closet and grab the luggage from the closet on the right side of the room. She wasn’t intending even to look around, but her eyes naturally wandered across the room. There was Doug’s suitcase, there were some clothes piled next to it, probably his dirty ones from yesterday, “I should put a hamper in here for guests,” she thought to herself. His laptop was set up on the desk, but the back was facing her, so she couldn’t see what was on the screen. She could feel his presence over to the left, but she didn’t look his way.

“I’m sorry to have to disturb you like this,” she said. “I should have thought of grabbing it before you got here. I’ll be just a moment, though, and you can have your peace back.” She made her way past the desk, to the closet, and opened the bi-fold door.

“It’s no trouble, Petra,” Doug replied. He could tell she was intentionally not looking his way. He had hoped that his ploy with the towels hadn’t been too much. He’d figured it would seem like a ‘natural’ way for her to ‘accidentally’ see him, but it was still really risky. However, the fact that she had come in here signaled to him that she wasn’t too freaked out. But the fact that she was purposely not looking in his direction made him suspect that she was still nervous about the situation.

“Let me know if you need any help,” he continued, then fell quiet.

“No, it’s fine,” she said as she grabbed a large tote bin that was in front of the suitcases. As she moved it out into the room, she continued, “I just need to grab this quick, and I’ll be….” She trailed off as she turned around. She could now see two things that made her pause.

First, she could see the laptop screen. It was open to Instagram, specifically some of her pictures from the thread last night. Second, she could see Doug. He was in front of the full-length mirror, combing his hair. He was wearing only a t-shirt and a pair of tight workout shorts. In the mirror’s reflection, she could see him fully. His large belly bulged out of the hem of the shirt, and his large cock bulged out of the right leg of his shorts. She gasped as she saw this, drawing his attention.

“You OK?” he asked in reaction to her gasp. He turned towards her, his face full of concern.

Her eyes moved from the mirror to the bulge in his shorts, lingering there for three or four heartbeats, before flitting up to his face. “Sorry,” she said, “I just… I didn’t expect you to be dressed that way.” She struggled not to look back down, but lost the fight. Her gaze lingered for longer this time. He really was huge. “Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I guess you’re going to work out or something.”

“No, I’m not going to work out right now,” he replied. He smirked a bit as he saw her eyes focused on his cock. “I just grabbed the first shorts that I could when you knocked. I’ll change into regular underwear after you go.”

“Oh, jeez, I’m sorry for getting in your way,” she stammered, forcing her eyes back up to meet his. “I will go and come back later for the luggage.”

“It’s no big deal, Petra,” Doug said back to her, putting an ever-so-slight emphasis on the word ‘big.’ “Take your time and grab what you want.” He took a step closer to her.

“No, really,” she said, “I will go and come back in a bit. I know I hate to be interrupted when I’m getting dressed, I’ll just go.”

Doug decided to be even more bold and go for it. “Look, if you really are concerned about interrupting me, how about I just continue getting dressed. It’s not like you haven’t seen all of me already,” he said with a smile.

“Oh my god,” she said, covering her face with her hands. “I’m so sorry about that. I knew this was going to be awkward. I don’t know why I didn’t knock.”

“Again, it’s OK,” Doug reassured her. “It’s also not like that’s the first time you saw me, right?” He paused, “unless Pete was actually keeping those pics for himself.”

Petra was well and truly flustered now. Doug was being so calm about this whole fucked up situation, but of course, he had to guess, or maybe Pete told him, about everything going on. There had to have been some story behind Pete asking for pics of Doug’s beautiful cock.

“Y… yeah,” she stammered. “I had seen it before. But I swear I didn’t know it was you. Pete and I have some… well, there are some fantasies, and they involve… things like you have and… oh god, I need to…” With that, she sat down in the chair by the desk.

Doug moved quickly and stood by her. “Are you OK?” he asked. He reached out to pat her shoulder; his new position had her face basically even with his crotch. “Look, I know this is all really very weird, but I also think it is really cool that you and Pete are so open with your communication. And even more cool is that Pete was willing to go through the shame of asking me for pics to further your fantasies. That must have been really hard for him.”

“I was saying the same thing to myself 10 minutes ago,” she said as she pulled her hands from her face and looked up at him. “He must really love me to do that.”

“And must really hold that fantasy deeply,” said Doug.

“Yeah, he does,” she said. “At least in the online world he does,” she said. “He gets cold feet when it comes to the real world, though. It’s like when he’s chatting with me in messages, he’s a completely different person.”

Doug couldn’t help smiling at that. “Well, the anonymousness and distance being online make everything a bit easier.” He paused and took half a step back. Her gaze moved back to his crotch, and he said, “Maybe there just needs to be a push to move the two worlds together, though.”

Before she even realized what she was doing, she said, “Maybe there does,” and reached for the waistband of his shorts, pulling them down and freeing his large cock. She couldn’t believe the size of it. She had seen it so many times, studied it, fantasized about it, and now it was here in front of her. It was bigger than she had imagined. The vein on the top was more pronounced than in the pictures. The purple of the head was more vivid. The upward curve was dramatic. Her hand was on it before she even breathed. She started to stroke it slowly, her hand not even making it all the way around.

“Mmmmmm,” Doug groaned at the contact.

“God, Doug! It’s so big. I’ve never felt anything like this,” she said, lust dripping from her words. “I have to,” she pulled him toward her. She guided the head to open the mouth and found that she needed to go wider. Opening as far as she could, she just barely got it in.

All of the fantasies and wild situations that had been building up over the past months flashed through her head. The train, the pictures from BigDog, the gym, the beach, the gloryhole. It all ran through her mind like a porn movie, fueling her lust. Both of them groaned as her lips closed around the giant cock. She wanted more. It strained her jaw, but it was good, it was something she needed. She pushed forward, taking more of him into her mouth. She slid back and forth, feeling that vein on top rubbing across her upper lip. Her tongue curved to the contours of the bottom of his cock, savoring the taste.

Doug was in pure ecstasy. He couldn’t believe that everything had worked out so well and that this absolute goddess was now sucking his cock. He wanted this moment to last forever. He closed his eyes and just enjoyed Petra’s efforts.

She pushed deeper onto his dick, willing herself to take more. This was a new experience for her. She loved sucking Pete’s cock, but Lil Petey was so much different than this. It barely made contact with her mouth. Doug’s massive member was putting pressure on her lips, jaw, and even rubbing against the insides of her cheeks. She hadn’t thought of her mouth as a pleasure center, but god, this was amazing. Nerves she didn’t know she had were firing and sending lightning bolts to her pussy.

Just then, the sound of a door closing down the hall caught the attention of both of them. All Doug wanted to do was grab the back of Petra’s head and just fuck her face. He wanted to throw her on the bed and make her his. But he knew that he still had to take his time and be careful of alerting Pete to the situation, while at the same time letting Petra run with her beliefs.

“Does Pete know you are in here doing this?” Doug asked.

Petra pulled her mouth off of him and took a moment to swallow some of the saliva that had built up. “No, he was in the shower when I came here, and it was not my intention to do that.”

“Yeah,” Doug replied, “I don’t think he’ll mind, at least from what he shared with me, but maybe not this morning after the night he had last night. Also, we need to get to the Con, and you have a retreat to attend. Maybe we can pick this up after the weekend and make sure Pete is aware.”

Petra didn’t want to share with Doug that she wasn’t going on her retreat and would instead be attending the Con. She decided that she wanted to surprise him instead. She also thought that Pete would enjoy that more. “You’re right,” she agreed. She stood on wobbly legs and grabbed the suitcase.”I can’t wait to do more of that, though.”

With that, she walked out of the room, leaving Doug to get properly dressed. He could hear her talking to Pete in the hallway about needing to grab luggage for the weekend. Of course, he knew that Petra would be in the Con hotel, but Pete still thought she was going with her work friends. This was going to be a lot of fun.

 

The End.

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