The Pen - S01 E27

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The Pen - S01 E27

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 27

...........Change of Plans............

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Rachel went to Wyatts office where he was just shutting down his computer and picking up his soft leather satchel with files to review over the weekend.

"Knock knock" Rachel said as she stood against the door frame.

"Rachel hey, you heading home?" He asked as he shut off the desk lamp.

"Actually, I have a favor to ask" she coyly said.

Wyatt looked at her with a natural inquisitive look. 'Shoot, what is it?"

"Well, i just got a text from my power company. Seems my power is out and wont be on until tommorrow or sunday. I was wondering if i could crash on your couch, or maybe at least catch a shower at your home if you didnt mind and if Emily was ok with it' she sincerely asked.

"Rachel. Of course, you dont have to ask twice. You know Ermily would kick my ass if i didnt let you stay with us. She loves you like a sister. I can give you the code to the front door lock so you can come over when you want if you need to go to your place and get clothes or whatever" he offered in a genuine tone.

"Wyatt, thank you. Perfect, III run home and get some stuff then head over. III call you before i arrive. I really appreciate this. " she said beaming as she really needed to be near the host so she could learn more of her newly found spirit.

'Ill see you whenever you get there. Im heading straight home. Here is the code in case im in the shower and i dont hear my phone when you call." he said giving her the door code.

"Perfect. See you in a bit" rachel said and bounced out with such a pep in her step.

House guest

Wyatt was prepping chicken to grill, assuming Rachel would want to eat with him. His mind was running through countless scenarios of how to work this out correctly, how to be Rachels entity and yet seem as normal as ever.

Wyatt was on the phone with Emily telling her of Rachels issue and as he suspected, Emily insisted Rachel be given a place to stay. He was just saying good by and hanging up after getting the details on the first day of college hunting she and Robyn were doing when the door bell rang and Rachel stepped in using the code he gave her.

"Hello. Anyone home" she announced walking in carrying a back pack with a few change of clothes and her toiletries.

"In here Rachel, prepping some dinner" he called out.

Rachel walked in, wearing a pair of black leggings and a pink tank top. Her legs were beyond shapely and even being so petite, her body was well appprtioned with her firm b cup breast riding so perfect in their bra in her tanktop. She had her red hair tied up in a ponytail and a pair of sunglesses perched up on her head

"Smells delicious. she said setting her bag down and leaning against the opposide side of the massive kitchen island.

"Thanks. We are having chicken and veggies. Can i offer you a glass of wine or something else to drink?" He asked politely.

"Oh i'll have a wine. I need it after today. Losing power was not on my to do list trust me, She said as she took the glass of wine he poured.

"Yea sometimes thats how it goes. You gotta just roll with it. So, if you want you can put your bag in the spare room. You know where it is. I told Emily you were staying with us and she insisted you stay in a bed, no couch ok?" Wyatt teased waving a knife at her.

"Yes sir! She laughed and walked to the spare room, wine in one hand and her bag in the other. As soon as Rachel was in the hallway away from the kitchen he immediatley rubbed his stone gem and went invisible. He wanted to put all his plans in action right away.

He quickly walked down the hall and found Rachel just setting her bag on the queen size bed. The spare room was directly across from the master and had a window looking out the back yard, a dresser, a walk in closet and its own private bath. She looked around smiling. Feeling excited hoping her entity was right about Wyatt being a host.

She sipped her wine then set it on the dresser as she began walking toward the bathroom door. As she reached to turn the handle she felt a warm strong hand engulf hers and hold it on the door handle and her pony tail pulled hard to the side. She gave a gasp just as she felt a warm breath on the back of her neck and a massive hardness press directly into her ass cheeks.

She groaned "it's true... you need a host" she muttered as she felt the entity bite the back of her neck as it released her hand on the doorknob and slid up under her pink tank top, pulling her bra down to take a breast in his hand and squeeze the small firm mound.

"Mmmmm fuckkkkkk" she purred feeling all this, seeing her tank top moved and her bra ripped down but saw no one. She was lost in all her fantasies of truly having her own real entity.

Wyatt licked and bit the back of her neck, squeezed her firm tit mound then lifted the back of her tank top, unclasped her bra and ripped it fully off and released her stepping away wanting her to crave him, to be in a frenzy for her entity. He held the bra in front of her. It suspended in air. He then pulled at it hard until it ripped and he dropped it letting it fall to the floor. He was trying to send a sign she wasn't allowed to wear a bra. He then stepped away and headed out the room.

"Wait...dont stop..." she spun around but Wyatt was gone. He went back to the kitchen, became visible and went back to prepping waiting for Rachel to come back.

Rachel stood with her heart pounding, her skin over her shoulders a bit tender as her bra had been ripped from her and left on the floor. She bit her lip thinking. She then thought the entity didn't want her to wear a bra.

She adjusted her tank top, grabbed her wine and walked back to the kitchen,

"You ok Rachel? I thought heard you say stop?" He pressed.

She had to think quick. "No. I just scolded myself to stop stressing. I sometimes do that. I'm sorry. Maybe i better have another glass of this she said gulping the wine as Wyatt smiled looking at her seeing she was braless and thst her small perk nipples were standing at full attention.

Rachel quickly changed the subject worried Wyatt may catch on something was really wrong with her.