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Season 5: Charah status: married

Sarah looked pensively at her guest, as she waited for her to digest the information. The silence was deafening, but eventually, the woman spoke.

“What? How long?”

“A month the doctor said.”

“And you are sure that it’s..,”

“It’s not Chuck,” She interrupted.

“How do you know?”

“Because we were waiting to start a family. He always wore a condom.”

“Wait what about..,”

“I had the implant removed 2 months ago.”

Sarah could see the judgement form on the woman’s face across from her.

“I know,” she said as tears formed in her eyes.

“How could you do that to Chuck!”

“I know Carina,” she said sobbing

“This is going to rip your family apart!”

“You had a good man Sarah! How could you? And for what? For that bastard!”

Sarah just sat and sobbed softly as her friend ripped into her. Carina had always been there for her and had gotten her through some very dark times, but now it seemed that even she had enough of her bullshit.

“Why couldn’t you just say no to him?”

Sarah thought about the question and her mind drifted back to when she tried to do just that.

Mid-Season 1: Charah status Crushing on each other

Sarah made her way back to her apartment after their last mission. It was successful, but they had been lucky, in particular she had been lucky. She was lucky that Casey was there to take the shot, killing the sniper who had nearly killed Chuck. Sarah never saw him. If she had adequately assessed the location she would have seen the snipers nest, but she didn’t.

She couldn’t because she was getting sloppy. Her mind was in two places at once. She was losing focus on her job; she was losing focus on Chuck. Things needed to change as now her mission performance was being affected.

After their last meeting Sarah had been avoiding “Brad” but at the same time, was a bit disappointed that he really didn’t try to contact her. Her thoughts were dominated by him, or more directly, what he gave to her. She craved the strange sense of freedom she felt when she was with him. Her life was about structure and order, and this thing she had with him was....different.

When she was on a mission she was an agent of the government, but when she was with him she felt like she was his mission. He made her feel, at least for a while, that she wasn’t as fucked up as she felt. It was a gift that he gave her, a brief respite from the harsh reality of her life.

Nevertheless, she resigned herself to the fact that she had to end it, so that was why she was avoiding him, but exactly 22 days into her relationship with “Brad”, and 38 days into her assignment in Burbank, the inevitable finally happened.

Chuck and Sarah were in the Buymore, when “Brad” came in to look for a new laptop. Chuck and “Brad” greeted each other like the friends that they were and he introduced him to Sarah.

“This is my girlfriend Sarah,” Chuck said.

“Oh wow! A pleasure to meet you Sarah. I’ve heard a lot about you,” he said as he shook her hand warmly.

“Nice to meet you as well,” she replied with her face set like stone.

Just then Chuck was called away to deal with a problematic customer.

“Excuse me,” Chuck said.

“I will call you later,” Sarah said as she kissed him on the cheek as he hustled away.

“So Sarah is it,” Brad asked.

“Not here,” she said softly, holding up her hand.

There were cameras and microphones in both the Buymore and castle, and she could not allow anything to come out that would indicate that she had a relationship with this man.

“Call me in 20 minutes,” she said as she turned and left.

Sixty three minutes later he was sitting in a booth at a diner on the far side of town, waiting for her. She had told him to meet her here, but as of yet she didn’t show. After his 3rd call went directly to voicemail, he texted her.

I told you I don’t like playing games. I don’t ever want to see or hear from you again. If I do I will tell Chuck.

He got up and made his way out to the parking lot.

Sarah was hiding in her car when she got the text. She had gone to the diner, but for some reason could not leave the car. She was paralyzed with indecision, while her mind swirled with questions.

Was it cheating? She asked herself. Yes, it had to be. He had a fiancée and she had...what did she have? Could she ever have Chuck? Could she ever have a normal life? Definitely not she thought.

She felt something sink in her chest as she reread the text again.

He was done with her. She was toxic...that’s why she could never have Chuck. He was too good for her, too pure...she was broken....used up...young in appearance but old in so many ways....

She sank down lower in her seat as he got into his car and drove away. She locked her gaze on his car as it turned onto the road as a lone tear ran down her cheek.

Sarah Walker was on a mission, when later that evening her car entered the gym parking lot. After repeating the previous procedure of rousing the sleeping desk attendant, and surveying the empty floors, she made her way up to the tennis court.  Sarah had one intention as she strode through the deserted gym that evening; it was to end this relationship.

She would end things on her terms, and prove her worth, to not only him, but also herself. To do that, she would need to control the situation, but that had proven to be very difficult for her. Usually carnal pleasure was her weapon, and she had never lost turning a mark. But this mark would be different, and she would be treading a very dangerous line.  That would be her challenge; she would have to seduce him.

He was in the middle of practicing his serves, when Sarah approached him. She was dressed in tight black spandex pants which clung to her long legs, wide hips, and incredible heart shaped behind. Her matching top came down to just above her navel and was greatly bulged up top trying to cover her firm breasts.

“I thought you wanted to talk,” he said with more than a touch of anger.

Sarah said nothing, just put down her towel and approached an exercise bike.

He reached for her.

“I told you no games,” he said as he grasped her arm.

“I just came here to exercise,” she said as broke from his grasp, and she on a stationary bike and began to pedal.

“Fuck this,” he said as he walked away toward the exit to the locker room.

As he was going he looked back at her one last time and froze in his tracks. As he saw her shapely ass on the exercise bike, he remembered how good it felt when he was pounding his cock into her lovely pussy and her magnificent ass. He remembered her straddling his face and riding him and wanted to put his mouth right where that bicycle seat was.

Sarah could see the effect she was having on him on the mirror, and smiled inwardly as she got off the bike and began to stretch.  She was gently rocking as she touched her toes and thrust her perfect ass into the air. He silently approached her and pulled down his shorts, freeing his cock from its prison. He stepped forward and ground his cock into her spandex covered ass.

“What are you doing,” she said with mock surprise.

“You know what I’m doing,” he responded roughly.

She tried to get up but he kept a hold of her and moved over to the side court table. She felt his hands on her ass as he gripped the sides of her spandex and tried to pull down.

“So your name is Sarah,” he said in a breathless tone.

She felt his weight push her down as he clawed at her, trying to get her pants down.

“Does it matter,” she said as she braced her hands on the court table

“Not to me,” he said as he finally got her pants down.

“We end this now,” she said as she looked down and saw his cock move in-between her legs.

“We’re not ending anything,” he said as the head of his cock brushed against her pussy.

An electric tingle shot through her when she felt it, and the moisture generated between her legs physiologically signaled she was preparing for the invasion.

“Wait..my boyfriend... a condom,” she said, realizing she was losing, but trying to keep some level of control.

“Wait...,” she said.

“Boyfriend? C’mon Sarah or Samantha or whoever you are. He is not your boyfriend,” he said as he thrust inside of her bareback.

“Yes...he........is,” she moaned as she felt him slam into her harder

“I can’t stop thinking about you,” he said.

“I’m not..,” she moaned and began to push herself back against him.

“I’ve told my fiancé about you,” he said.

“What? You told her..why,” Sarah said as she turned her head to look at him.

“Bend over. ….lower...... I tell her everything....I don’t lie Samantha....I explained that to you,” he moaned as his pace increased.

“What did...,” she moaned and complied with his order to bend lower.

“She can’t wait to meet you,” he said.

“Oh God....what..,” she moaned feeling him pound her harder

“She can’t wait to meet you.”

“Can’t....Chuck...no....” Sarah moaned

“He is not your boyfriend,” he said.

“Yes he is...oh no don’t cum inside me..” she moaned feeling herself begin to erupt.

“We want to see you,” he said thrusting harder.

“I can’t...,” she moaned.

“Yes...”

“No...Please...I can’t..,”

“Yes Samantha...,” he said as he slammed harder and reached between her legs.

Softly she moaned as he played with her clit while thrusting using very slow deliberate strokes. He would thrust in his full length and then pull out as much as he could before thrusting again.

Waves of pleasure were beginning to form in her and trying to muffle the sound she bit her lip and covered her mouth.

“Yes Samantha..you will come to us..,” he repeated.

“Not inside….don't cum inside me please…..please don’t cum inside me... promise...me” she moaned with lust.

“No Samantha you don’t make the rule….you lied again to me...No games....”

He cupped his hands around her breasts and pinched and teased her nipples as his cock continued to thunder into her. She leaned her head back and kissed him deeply, as she moved her hands down and grasped his ass to pull herself hard against him and match his stroke. When he felt her tight pussy wrapped once again around his cock, and felt her pull herself against him as he fucked her, he decided that he would not pull out and he would empty his balls into her once again.

“Meet me tomorrow night or I will never do this to you again. Do you understand?”

She moaned with delight and she felt almost completely detached from the situation as an orgasmic fog settled over her and clouded her faculties with overwhelming pleasure. She was vaguely aware of him pounding into her, but could not make out the words he was saying.

“Please don’t take this away from me,” she moaned.

“I won’t lie to you again. I will do anything you want,” she moaned.

“Not good enough. We wouldn’t want Chuck to know,” he said.

“You bastard,” she moaned as her orgasm erupted

“I am that Samantha,” he said as he thrust deeper into her and exploded into her womb.

After a few seconds she felt him stir behind her.

“I want you to come to our apartment tomorrow night about 1 am. Don’t disappoint me Samantha,” he said as he pulled out and left her leaning naked on the table.

The Fiancée

The next evening, she arrived at the designated location precisely at 1am, and was dressed accordingly. She wore a long coat and carried a mask that she was instructed to bring.

The first thing she noticed was the heat, the room was very warm and humid. The second thing she noticed was the naked woman lying on the bed. She was very beautiful. Long legs, long brown hair, large full breasts and large pouty lips.
Beside her was a man, who had his hand between her legs and was gently whispering in her ear. She was laying back in the bed with a blindfold on, but by the soft moaning escaping her lips, Sarah knew that the woman was well aware of what was about to happen.

She felt sorry for the woman, sorry for what she was about to do, but more importantly sorry that her fiancé was such a bastard. Her eyes locked on the woman’s future husband and he smiled smugly at her.

“Our guest is here,” he whispered to his fiancée as Sarah approached.

“She is,” The fiancé hissed.

“Yes. Please take off your coat,” he said and gave Sarah the signal to put on her mask.

“You can see her now,” he said as he removed his fiancées blindfold and revealed a naked Sarah walker in all her glory.

Sarah was grateful that her face was covered, as she was looked upon by the woman with unabashed hunger.

“She looks delicious baby. Even better than the last one,” she said.

“I think she likes us,” he said noticing Sarah’s hardening nipples.

“I’m sure she does,” she said as she got up from the bed, took Sarah by the hand, and laid her down on the bed.

“How do you taste my sweet,” she said as she moved her mouth between Sarah’s legs and tasted her.

“Nice and sweet,” she said as Sarah tried unsuccessfully to suppress a moan.

She could not believe that she was in this situation. She locked eyes with the man who was responsible for her predicament, as he smugly smiled while his fiancé devoured her sex.

“Come join me,” the woman said motioning to him and he quickly joined his fiancée and began feeding on Sarah.

Sarah inhaled sharply as she felt the second tongue slide into her. The pleasure was intense, but she was trying to fight it. The very thought that she would allow this to happen began to make her angry. She was angry at herself for letting the little game go too far, for letting it get to this point, but mostly she was angry for losing control. The fact that terrified her was how much she loved losing control, and as she felt these two people further devour her sex, relaxed her body completely, and surrendered to their will.

Sarah moaned deeply as she felt fingers and tongues penetrating her continuously. She could not decipher whose appendage was where and whose tongue was whose, but she loved every second of it.

Sarah was about to experience her release when the action suddenly stopped. She opened her eyes and was face to face with his fiancée.

“Tell me. Do you enjoy fucking my man,” she asked her.

“Yes,” Sarah replied unabashedly.

“Good,” she said as she walked over to a side chair and sat down.

The woman called to her fiancée and used his real name, a name Sarah knew all too well, and told him to lay on the bed.

He responded by getting into position, and called his fiancée by her real name, and sadly it was a name that Sarah knew just as well.

His head was at the bottom of the bed and he lay flat on his back. Sarah was on his left side and his fiancée got up and approached the bed.

“You see tonight it’s about pleasure,” she said as spread her legs and positioned herself right above his mouth.

“But it’s about female pleasure,” she said as she slowly lowered herself onto his face.

“Now,” she moaned as he gripped her thighs and began to eat her.

“I...want..you...to..get your pleasure....from him..,” she moaned as she pointed to his erection.

“I want you...to ...fuck...him,” she moaned looking into Sarah’s eyes.

Sarah quickly obliged and impaled herself on him, wincing slightly as he filled her again.

She began to ride him hard as the women locked eyes with each other, then brought their faces closer together. The woman reached her hands up to Sarah’s face and pulled her in for a kiss. They almost moaned in unison as he pleasured them both, his body completely slick from both women’s collective juices.

Their tongues danced together as Sarah felt him buck under her and she could hear his muffled moan, from between his fiancée’s legs as he exploded deep inside of her.

“Is he giving you pleasure?”

“Oh God yes,” Sarah exclaimed as she ground herself down hard on the spent man underneath her, trying to bring herself to orgasm.

“Good,” the woman moaned as she felt her own release coming.

“Come here,” she said as she grasped Sarah’s face again to kiss her, but this time inadvertently moved her mask off her face.

“OH MY GOD! YOU,” the woman screamed in horror when she recognized her.

Sara’s mind came back to the present as she tried to answer Carina’s question.

Season 5: Charah status: married

“I tried Carina,” Sarah wailed as she drifted back to reality.

“Oh bullshit Walker! You never wanted to,” she replied.

“I love Chuck! Walker! He was the best thing that ever happened to you!”

“I know Carina just please help me,” Sarah begged.

“Help you?”

“Yes! tell me how to fix this,” she.

“There is no way Sarah. It’s over.”

Just as Carina said it, Sarah felt her phone vibrate and looked down to see the text message.

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