Tears Of Emma: His Sex Doll novel Chapter 11

I stopped the video and stepped into the shower to calm myself down. The video really got into me. I spend some satisfactory number of minutes under the running shower thinking about it. I got out thereafter wrapping a white towel around my body. I stared at myself as I stood at the front of the big mirror.

My mind flashed back to the disturbing video.

"Wait... Would she be the Emma?? I have to find out who Emma is" I said and untie the towel, then tossed it on the bed.

Louis POV

I came back home only to see my younger brother who just finish his Youth service sitting at the parlor with a red wine on his left hand while pressing his phone. I was surprised, he didn't call me or announce he's coming back.

First, Lemme introduce him. His name is Mike, tall and handsome guy, still a bachelor and a rake (a womanizer, who live life as he desires). He had no immediate desire for a wife and therefore had no intention of taking one at the moment.

"Welcome bro". I hugged him as he stood up placing the glass of wine on the table behind him.

"You look good bro, I can see she's taking Good care of you". He said smiling.

"Yeah bro, we thank God" I replied.

"How is the service". I asked him.

"Fine, I had a nice adventure with.. You know what am talking about". He said grinning.

" I know you very well, hole driller. I hope you have found the right one. Don't tell me stories". I added

"What are you talking about? Right what?" He asked.

"Stop pretending as if you don't know what am talking about". I said giving him a weak punch on his shoulder.

"There's time for everything bro, for now. I need more girls to screw". He said laughing.

"So you have not changed, screw driver, keep on till you get stuck one day". I said and he started laughing out loud.

Naturally, the maid had felt my sudden attack on her and was struggling to get her head untangled from her dress to see who her assailant was. When she finally managed this, I was ready for more action than just the petting and rubbing I had been doing.

"Oh, Sir,"The maid cried. "Please don't. I'm just doing my job here. I'll get into awful trouble if someone finds you here with me." She added.

"Then you'd better hope that no-one comes for the next few minutes," I whispered to her, edging her legs further apart.

"This won't take all that long, and I expect you to co-operate." I said.

"But sir," came a wailing complaint, "what if you get me with child."

"Ah. Hadn't thought of that. Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked.

"Yes, sir," she said, as she's already in mood of crying. "We're getting married soon. Please don't." She added.

"I suggest that you meet your boyfriend tonight and have sex with him," I told her, pressing my erection firmly into pu**y and smiling at her squeal. "Let your boyfriend get lucky tonight and he'll assume any brat is his and you, you lucky girl, will get laid twice today. It'll give you something to look forward to. Now, let's go." I said and motion her to turn, keeping her arms on the edge of the bed, her ass facing me.