Back in Suzanne's room, as Glory was taking off her bra, she looked at Suzanne's big double bed. There was an expensive scarlet-colored duvet on it, lying on top of scarlet satin sheets.
Alan was already sitting on the duvet and inviting her with his eyes to join him.
"We shouldn't. We really shouldn't," Glory protested as she moved to the bed. "I have to put my foot down."
She hopped onto the duvet and threw herself into Alan's arms.
After she and Alan kissed again, she sighed, bemoaning her lack of self-control. She felt bad having sex in Suzanne's bedroom, of all places, but she knew the pull was too strong. She looked around and said, "We really can't ruin her duvet. It's not nice."
"I'll just have to cum inside you then," he suggested with a happy leer.
She shivered with lust at that idea. "Young man, what you do to me! This is wrong. Wrong. Wrong!"
He pulled the duvet back and laid her down on Suzanne's scarlet sheets. Then he got on top of her.
Glory shivered again lustily as she felt his hot erection burning against her thighs. Then suddenly, she hissed, "Sssh!"
She paused, then whispered, "Did you hear that?"
"What?" he asked.
She still whispered, "I thought I heard a voice. Somebody saying 'Alan.'"
He replied while not quite whispering, "Nah. I didn't hear anything." Actually he had, and he was fairly sure it had been Christine's voice. But he figured that Amy was still upstairs, so if Christine was wandering around, hopefully Amy would intercept her. And if Amy didn't, then they were screwed no matter what they were doing.
Alan allowed Glory to just lie there quietly and listen for any further sounds. He figured that was a prudent thing to do in any case, just to make sure that Christine was gone by the time they started making a lot of loud rutting noises. To help pass the time, he started rubbing his cockhead up and down Glory's pussy lips.
"Don't do that!" she hissed quietly, slapping him on the arm.
But he just grinned and kept rubbing. He could tell from her face that she was loving it and could hardly wait for him to push into her. He mused, Seems I'm in Bizarro World. Whatever Glory says, she means the opposite. He snickered to himself.
Finally, her tensed-up body suddenly relaxed. Her hands stopped clenching and started caressing.
He commented, "There. You see; I was right? It was nothing. However, I noticed that the danger of getting caught gets you off, doesn't it?"
"Does not!" However, she was so aroused that her body betrayed her. With Alan still poking right at her door with his bulbous cockhead, she was forced to comment, "I hope we don't ruin these sheets. What are we doing on Suzanne's sheets?" She started to tense up again.
Alan looked down to where a tiny puddle was starting to form on the sheet just under the spot where their privates met. He made a fist and brought it down to the puddle like he was planting a flag there. "In the name of the king, I now officially pronounce this lake Lake Glory!"
That caused her to burst into laughter, greatly relieving her tension. "Okay, wise guy, go ahead and fuck me already. What are you waiting for?"
"Now, that's the kind of attitude I like!" Both of them were so aroused there was no need for further foreplay. Not only was her pussy wetter than the Everglades, but her whole body was panting with need.
As he lined up his erection to put it in her, she complained, "We shouldn't. We really shouldn't. This is Suzanne's room. The meeting downstairs has to be over by now. What if Suzanne comes up here? This is insanity! We can't!" She held his dick since he was nervously fumbling around with it, and helped him guide it in.
"Aaaaah..." she sighed with tremendous relief as she felt his fullness slide in, completely filling her in one long thrust. For some moments she was lost in bliss and all smiles. But then she complained again. "You bastard!"
"What did I do?" he asked in a defensive tone.
"I dunno. You're just... too irresistible! How am I supposed to be responsible when you stand there in the hallway with a goddamned battleship gun throbbing in your shorts? It just isn't fair!"
He laughed. "I'm sorry. You're partly to blame, you know. You're just too sexy." He began to thrust.
"Me? Ha! Lies. Sweet lies. I saw the women at the meeting. That was like some kind of fucking Miss America pageant, with only big-breasted contestants. I should fucking kick your - UH! Your ass. For being too... UGH! God in heaven! ... Jesus!"
He was really pounding into her. But then he stopped.
"What?! Don't stop now!"
"Can you flip over? I wanna do you doggy-style. Also, I need some condoms. I've been far too lax about that kind of thing."
"Why? You know I'm on the pill."
"I know, but one can never be too safe. Besides, it'll make me last longer."
She muttered, "Good Lord. As if that's ever been a problem."
In fact, the condoms and change of positions were just a cover story allowing him to get up and look around. Curiosity had gotten the best of him and he wanted to know what was happening out in the hall. He had a suspicion that Suzanne or Amy might be out there.
Seeing that Glory had turned over, he went to his shorts and found the condoms he kept in his wallet. But he sensed something, and looked up. The door to the room was quietly and slowly opening. Guessing what was going on, he said to Glory, "I love looking at your ass as you lie on the bed, letting me admire your entire backside. It's so firm and sexy."
"It's too fat," Glory complained, even though she loved the compliment.
As he'd hoped, his comment confirmed to the person at the door that Glory was not in position to see the door opening. A hand reached through a crack in the door, holding a couple of condoms.
He laughed out loud. He didn't mean to, but the situation just seemed too absurd for him to resist.
Glory hadn't heard the door open since it made next to no noise, but she did hear his laugh. "What?" she asked.
He grabbed the condoms from what he recognized to be Amy's hand and hurried back to the bed before Glory got curious and looked behind her. "Oh, nothing. I'm just thinking how crazy it is that we're here in Suzanne's room. What are we going to say when we go downstairs after fucking, and she and Amy are still home?"
"Don't remind me!" she griped. "Don't you know some kind of secret backyard escape route or something? That's what I'm hoping. And stick it back in, already; I'm going crazy here! Plus, we need to be fast!"
"Hold on, hold on. I'm not good with these condom things." Now he was nervously fumbling with the condom. The danger of getting caught was a great high, but also made it hard for him to concentrate.
Finally, he got the condom on and then plunged back in.
"Oh, yes!" Glory squealed. "Lover! I love it. I love you!"
He started to thrust in earnest.
"Alan? Amy? Is anybody up here?"
Both Glory and Alan froze as they heard Suzanne's distinctive, scratchy yet sultry voice. It was heart-stopping enough to hear her at all at this time, but what made it worse was that her voice was loud and clear. They knew that she had to be at the top of the stairs, if not even closer.
Alan was much more relaxed about this than Glory, because he could tell that Suzanne was up to one of her schemes, and he knew from recent experience that her schemes generally resulted in him having mind-blowing sex. But he couldn't figure out what she could possibly be up to this time, and that worried him.
Glory, by contrast, was simply terrified out of her gourd.
Alan hissed to Glory as he pulled his stiffness out of her, "Quick! Hide!" He figured that he needed to behave in a predictable way in order for Suzanne's scheme to work, and it was seemingly nuts to do anything but try to hide Glory at the very least.
There was a closet and a wardrobe, but there was no time for Glory to get to either of those. She simply rolled down the bed and flung herself off the side opposite the door. She landed on the floor with a loud thud.
Alan noticed her clothes strewn about the floor. He quickly picked them up and tossed them over the side of the bed where she was hiding.
Glory was panting heavily along the edge of the bed when she heard Suzanne's voice grow much louder. "Sweetie! What are you doing here?!"
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Please Check out my other Fanfics "Detective Conan: Harem begins with Kisaki Eri" and "One Piece: Conquest of Love and Power". Both are translations, but completely reworked from the ground up with 18+ Smut scenes added in. There is also 6TAD. Check that out.