Brenda’s Plan is exposed

Book:Make me yours Published:2024-11-9

Tiffany giggled and sat up, she tried walking, but staggered, as her legs felt wobbly. “Brent. I can’t walk properly!” She laughed, trying to stabilize her legs.
Brent slipped her panties into his pants pocket after knotting back his belt. “Let’s get going already.” He grabbed her waist and pulled her back to his chest, his mouth tracing her ear. “We’re not done yet.” He whispered and released her waist, replacing it with her hand.
Returning to the party ground, everyone was drowned in their world of sin and pleasure, the scent of alcohol and tobacco, heavy and thick in the air. It wasn’t long before Brent spotted Roman and Brenda at the other end, and went to their table.
“You guys are back. You took quite a long time.” Brenda was quick to say.
Tiffany mentally rolled her eyes, and took out her phone from her purse. She was still trying to make herself feel comfortable without her panties on.
“You want a drink?” Roman asked, offering a glass of wine to Tiffany, who gladly accepted it.
“Thank you” she smiled.
“I’ll be right back.” Brenda suddenly got up from her chair and made her way to the stage. She grabbed a mic from the table where the DJ was at.
“Hello guys! Can I have your attention?” She screamed happily, beaming with a smile.
It was actually the first time Brenda hosted a party and came to speak on the stage, the other times everyone just partied till stupor. They all paused dancing and looked towards the stage.
“I hope you are all enjoying yourselves?”
“Yesss!” they roared in happiness.
“Good!! Let’s go ahead!” She cheered and dropped the mic, before storming off the stage.
But she didn’t return to where Brent and the rest were seated, rather she went into a room and quickly locked the door. She hurried to her purse which was on one of the couches, she took it and brought out two phones from the bag. She turned both of them on at the same time and settled on the couch.
She copied Brent’s number from the other phone and sent a message to him using the other phone. Her hands were trembling as she waited patiently for a reply, but it was taking long. She kept the phones on the couch, got up and went to grab a container which she uncovered and sprayed the contents in the room. She used her free hands to block her nose from inhaling the pungent smell.
When she was done, she went to the door and unlocked it slightly, then she returned to the couch and took the phones before finally laying on the bed. The air thick with the pungent smell, she sprayed.
Meanwhile, at the party ground, Tiffany took Brent’s phone to check something, since hers was running low. She was about to return the phone when a message popped in, she read it and frowned, slightly glancing at Brent to know if he was looking at her. But he was too engrossed in the topic he was discussing with Roman and paid no attention to her, apart from his hands rubbing against her thighs under the table.
After reading the message, she was in turmoil, although not sure as the number was unknown and wasn’t saved in Brent’s phone. She had a feeling that it was Brenda who sent the message, but how could she be sure? There’s only one way to find out.
Tiffany: Where are you right now?
It didn’t take up to five minutes before she got a reply.
Unknown Sender: The second floor, she’s running out of breath, please be quick.
Tiffany: I’ll call an ambulance right away.
Unknown Sender: No need, she just needs you to come alone. Please hurry up, I can’t hold her in place for a long time.
Tiffany smiled slyly and texted back.
Tiffany: Alright, I’ll be there this instant.
“Brent, Roman, I’d be back. I need to use the restroom.” She said and got up.
Brent glanced at her, his gaze eyeing her suspiciously. “You don’t need my help?” his voice was laced with a hint of teasing.
Tiffany smiled again, “No, I’m fine on my own. I’ll be back.”
Brent nodded and continued his chat with Roman, although his gaze didn’t entirely leave her.
It wasn’t long before Tiffany arrived on the second floor, she went to the door with the same room number the person had sent her earlier. The door was slightly opened, so she pushed it and went in, quickly reaching for her nose as an uncomfortable yet pungent hit her nose, making her feel dizzy to her stomach. The room was dark, so she couldn’t see anything or anyone. She turned on her torchlight and reached for the power switch and turned it on, revealing a stark naked Brenda on the bed.
“Oh my god!!” She screamed and quickly looked away.
Brenda seemed to recognise the voice and that her plan didn’t go as she had wanted, she quickly reached for the quilt and covered herself. “What are you doing here??”
Tiffany turned around upon hearing her voice, “What am doing here? Really? You’re asking me that?” Tiffany bursted into laughter.
Brenda remained silent.
“I knew it was you, I knew it’s you who could stoop so low to do something like this.”
“What are you even talking about?” Brenda glared at Tiffany, resentment evident on her face.
“And you’re still going to deny it? Tsk, how silly?” Tiffany sneered, pacing around the room.
She knew Brenda could go extreme to get Brent, but this? She had never expected it.
“Leave this instant, else I’m going to tell everyone you sneaked up on me while I was asleep.” Brenda warned.
Tiffany chuckled, “What’s stopping you then? Go ahead and call everyone. Let them see how desperate you are to get my cousin’s dick inside you. How shameless?”
Brenda frowned, if anything she didn’t know Tiffany could be this sharp mouthed. “What does that have to do with you? He’s your cousin, not your boyfriend!”
“Oh well, I can’t let sluts like you get anywhere close to him. I’m guessing this is why you didn’t have me invited. You always have evil up your sleeves and I seem to make sure your plans don’t work out.”
Meanwhile outside the room, Brent couldn’t stay still anymore and got up with Roman to go get Tiffany. The phone she was using wasn’t going through, but showed where she was on Roman’s phone, so they followed it.
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Woah!! Roman and Brent’s are going to find out about Brenda’s agenda, how do you think it will turn out?
Don’t you think Brenda went extreme this time? Ohh well, love is blind *Chuckles*