Lockdown: by design

Trevor had spent 6 days in lock down before he realized he’d actually been in lock down for 9 days.

This was by design.

He doesn’t remember the deleted message history with his friend where the elixir recipe was shared

He doesn’t remember where the index card for the recipe is hidden.

Or that the vials are hidden in a completely separate place just incase he does remember.

He does remember that he’s been stuck house sitting for his sister and brother in laws home while the stay at home order is in place.

And he does remember spending the time laying around lazily on the soft sheets of their bed, and he certainly remembers how nice it felt to jerk off laying naked on those sheets.

He doesn’t remember the sashaying around in his sisters lingerie. Or using her dildo to bring himself to a mind shattering orgasm

He doesn’t remember the time spent looking at all those male models fingering himself

He remembers occasionally getting into his brother in laws whisky collection

But not the wine cabinet.

He certainly doesn’t remember inviting his best friend over to her sisters home either on day 10 of the lockdown.

He doesn’t remember sending a selfie of “Herself” 

And he likely won’t remember when his best friend comes over.

And how she intends to have him fuck her ass hard in her sisters own bed.

He certainly won't remember insisting that She be called Tabitha. 

And the way her breasts feel when they're squeezed by that stud he'd never once gave a second glance to.

But I certainly will 

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Everyones stuck at home due to...you know..everything. and I am seeing some captions being made with lockdowns and staying at home as a theme. So I felt it was worth taking a stab at it myself since I've not been as creative as I'd like to be. Nothing especially explicit or intense here but I'd been wanting to try writing something written with the perspective from the antagonistic person for a while and may yet experiment further in the future. 

Hope you've enjoyed it.