School, Sex and Secrets (School, Sex and Secrets #1)

by Sheila Michelle

  He stopped. “No you don’t — you’re eighteen — you just wanna go. Get in the back seat — I wanna fuck you from behind.”

  “John!”

  “DO IT!” he yelled.

  I got up off of him and got into the back seat.

  “Face to the right,” he said as he climbed in the back.

  I did exactly what he said because I didn’t wanna waste time because no matter what, he wasn’t gonna take me home until he had his way with me.

  “This won’t take long,” he told me. He then slowly went inside of me from behind, and moved faster and faster, and then let out a load, satisfying sound. He pulled out of me.

  I sat in the back seat as he reached up into the front seat to get my clothes. “John, I really wanna go home now.”

  He took off his condom and threw it in a garbage bag. He handed my clothes to me. “Get dressed, and I’ll take you home.”

  Several minutes later, I was still sitting in the car with him in the driveway of my home.

  He stared at me. “Well? What are you waiting for? You’re back home now.”

  I let out a long sigh. “John, why did you do what you did to me tonight? Huh? What was your point?”

  “No point. We’re free to do what we want with whoever now and that includes each other — you’re free and I’m free — this is how you wanted it so this is how it’s gonna be.”

  I continued to stare at him. I just couldn’t believe that he believed that I’d ended our secret relationship just so we could both be free. It was the way he was fucking me — it didn’t feel the same — it was out of anger and control. “Are you mad at me about earlier today? I mean, I can’t blame you if you are.”

  He stared straight ahead. “I was — but I’m over it. See you at school on Monday.”

  I nodded, even though I didn’t believe it for a second that he was over it. I got out of the car and walked up to my house as he backed out of the driveway.

  I walked inside the house with my panties in my purse since I was in a rush to get back here. I was surprised that all the lights were off because they were usually still up at this time — this was unusual. I slowly walked up the stairs and down the hall to my room. Since I had to pass their room to get to mine, I peeked in since their door to their room was halfway opened. They were both sleeping as the roaring of my dad’s snoring and my mom’s mouth being wide open indicated to me that they were in a very deep sleep. I looked at their nightstand and saw bottles of beer and wine, so I assumed that they both got drunk while probably watching movies since they only had that much to drink on the weekends. I shut the door completely and continued on to my room.

  After taking a shower, I sat on my bed as I shook my head. I started to cry. I couldn’t believe that John did what he did to me, and he didn’t care at all that I just wanted to call it a night when I originally got home.

  I got on my phone and called Ava, even though I knew she was probably sleeping. I needed to talk to someone and it just couldn’t wait.

  “Hey, Vanessa. What’s up?” Ava said in a half-sleepy voice.

  “I’m sorry, Ava. Did I wake you?”

  “Not really. I’ve been in and out of sleep. Is there something wrong?”

  “Yeah, sort of,” I admitted.

  “What is it?” she asked, as she now sounded wide awake.

  “After you dropped me off at home, John showed up.”

  She gasped! “Vanessa! Oh, my God! I thought that was him that I passed on your street! I wasn’t sure so I didn’t honk at him since the street that you live on is so dark and quiet. I don’t know if he knew that it was me, either, because he didn’t do anything as well and I know he saw me. What happened?”

  “He told me to get in his car, so I did. I told him that I couldn’t be out for that long because I was tired and that’s why I came home early. He drove me down a street with a dead end, and forced me to have sex with him.”

  She gasped again! “No fuckin’ way, Vanessa! Shit! Do you think he already knows about you and Brad?”

  “I don’t know, Ava. He didn’t mention anything about Brad. But he told me that he was giving me a chance to tell him the real reason why I’d ended the secret relationship that I had with him. When I told him that I just wanted the both of us to be free like what I’d told him earlier today, he told me to prove it to him that that was really the reason and told me to get on him — yeah, ride him — so I did.”

  “Vanessa! Oh, my God! That was total control what he did! He obviously still wants you bad, but still he has no proof that you dumped the secret relationship with him to continue to be in a secret one with Brad. Try not to feel bad about what you did tonight, honey, and Brad doesn’t have to know anything about this.”

  “Oh, no! He’s not gonna know! I just can’t believe what has happened in these past three days! And it all started when Brad came over John’s house while I was having sex with him. Then, the next day I was invited over to Brad’s and ended up having sex with him, which automatically put me into a secret relationship with him. And then, John ended up coming over there, and I still can’t believe that he didn’t know that I was in that closet, especially after he asked me earlier today where was I after school yesterday. And today, I ended the relationship that I had with John just to stay in one with Brad, and saw Brad at the club tonight and had sex with him in his car out in the club parking lot. And then after I came home from the club, John shows up and forces me to have sex with him in his car at a dead end of a street. What the fuck, Ava?! I feel like such a fuckin’ slut, I can’t lie. John and Brad are very good friends, and it’s like I’m going back and forth between the two of them, even though I didn’t wanna do anything with John since I’m seeing Brad in secret.”

  “It’s okay, Vanessa. I don’t think you’re a slut — I think you’re lucky!”

  “Ava!”

  She laughed. “Sorry, Vanessa, I’m just trying to make you laugh. But seriously, anyone can get caught up in what you’re caught up in. You just know that next time if John wants to have sex with you, you need to be more firm with him and tell him that you just don’t wanna do it. He has absolutely no proof that you’re secretly seeing Brad now, and he’s never gonna know.”

  “I know, Ava. But now it’s gonna be a secret that I have to keep from Brad that John and I had sex just hours after I agreed to end the secret relationship that I had with John just to get into one with Brad. Brad said that he didn’t care that I saw other guys since he’s still with Lisa, but I know that he’ll feel differently if I was seeing any of his friends, especially his very good friends like John.”

  “Yeah, I think that would be a natural feeling.”

  “Well, I’ll let you go. I’m gonna try and get some sleep. This has been one of the most interesting days that I’ve had in recent years. I’ll call or text you tomorrow.”

  “Okay, honey. Sleep well.”

  “I’ll try.”

  Several minutes later, I tossed and turned in bed. Suddenly, I saw my door slowly open; I closed my eyes as I pretended like I was sleeping. I knew that it was either my mom or dad checking to see if I was at home even though I no longer had a curfew. They closed the door. I opened my eyes and looked at my clock; it was a little after one o’clock in the morning. Seconds later, I drifted off into a deep sleep.

  I was jolted out of a deep sleep by the chime on my phone, indicating to me that I’d received a text from that secret person! So it’s both, huh?! Dick-teasing cunt! Whore!!! I started hyperventilating because I was for sure that I had a stalker on my hands now. I jumped up out of my bed and ran to my window to see if anyone was outside in front of my house; I didn’t see anyone. This person was obviously at the club tonight, and thinks that I’m seeing Brad and John, but I still didn’t rule out that this could be John sending me these. After looking out my window, I ran downstairs and double checked that all the doors were locked in the house, and then came back upstairs, walked back into my room, and got back in bed. I t
ook two sleeping pills, turned off my phone, and thought about getting some serious protection for myself if this kept up.

  CHAPTER 8

  My parents stared at me as I ate my fruit salad. It was a rare Saturday morning for all of us to be having breakfast together. “What?” I asked.

  “We didn’t want to disturb you while you were sleeping last night, but what time did you come home?” Mom asked.

  I looked at her. I knew that they were really sleeping hard when I got home, but I knew that they were just curious since they knew they couldn’t ground me anymore if I came in late. “At eleven thirty-five,” I replied, trying to block out the time that John forcefully made me spend with him. I picked up my glass of orange juice and took a sip.

  “Oh, okay. That’s really early for you, sweetie, since you don’t have a curfew anymore,” Dad said with a grin, and then sipped his coffee.

  “Yeah, I wanted to come home early since I was tired. I looked in your room and saw that the two of you were tired as well,” I said with a slight grin.

  They looked at each other and laughed.

  “Yeah, we were! We had a lot of drinks — more than usual — but it won’t happen again. We were both knocked out by eleven o’clock,” Mom said.

  “Obviously. I saw all the beer and wine bottles on the nightstand,” I said.

  They laughed again.

  “Well, we can control it. At least we were here — don’t you agree?” Dad asked me.

  “Yeah, I agree,” I replied with a smile. “You two are responsible; not every parent can say that.”

  They nodded at me with a smile.

  I smiled as I looked down at my phone . . . and my smile quickly left my face. It was a text from Brad. I wanna talk to you ASAP. I immediately tensed up. I looked at my parents as they both scrolled through their tablet PC’s. “Um . . . I’m going over to Ava’s . . . she wants to do some shopping since we got paid this week,” I lied.

  “Okay, honey. Don’t be gone for too long,” Mom said.

  “I won’t,” I replied, and then left the table. I texted Brad back as I walked up the stairs to my room. About what? You wanna talk in person? I sent it to him. His reply came in seconds later. Yeah. Meet me at my house now. This had me very curious. I texted him back. I’ll be right there.

  Several minutes later, I pulled up into the driveway of Brad’s house. I nervously got out of my car as he came walking out of his house. “Hey,” I said with a smile.

  He nodded with a slight smile. “Thanks for meeting me here.”

  “No problem,” I said while I looked around. “Are your parents home?”

  “No, they left about twenty minutes ago to go to a casino. C’mon inside.”

  We walked inside of his house, and I didn’t know why, but everything looked so different to me than it did when I first came here.

  He led me once again to the recreation room. He sat down without offering me anything to drink unlike the first time I was here. I sat right next to him but not that close to him. He let out a sigh. “Vanessa, were you with John last night?”

  I gasped! I just couldn’t believe it! I knew that John had told him that I was with him last night! I knew it! “What?! No! I wasn’t!” I lied, as I tried to show that I was offended by him asking me this.

  “Okay, calm down. I just wanted to know because he came over here last night at one o’clock in the morning; I’d just gotten here after dropping Marc off. I got into his car and we talked and had a beer in his car.”

  I continued to stare at him. I didn’t wanna dare ask him what they were talking about. “That’s typical.”

  “Yeah, it was. But what was also typical was this . . . ,” he said, and then reached into his pocket and pulled out a lipgloss! “Is this yours?”

  “No, it’s not,” I honestly replied. I didn’t know whose it was, but I knew for sure that it wasn’t mine because even though it was a brand that I wore, it was a shade that I would never buy.

  He nodded as he continued to stare at me with suspicion.

  “Where did you find that at?” I asked.

  “On the floor on the passenger’s side of John’s car. I kicked something when I got into his car so I reached over in front of me and there was this lipgloss. Well, if you say that it isn’t yours then I believe you. I also believe now that John hasn’t been all that truthful when he told me that you were the only one that he was seeing in secret, but we both know that he’s not seeing you anymore.”

  I smiled. “That’s right.”

  “But you’re gonna have a hard time trying to convince me that this isn’t yours,” he informed me as he gave me my driver’s license!

  I gasped in total shock! I didn’t even know that it had dropped out of my purse last night while I was in John’s car! “Oh, my God! That’s where it was! I was wondering where it was! I was in John’s car earlier this week and I didn’t realize that I’d dropped it in his car. I even applied for a duplicate,” I lied.

  “Where is it?” he asked as he stared at me.

  “I haven’t received it yet. I applied for it when I noticed that my original was missing two days later. I thought I lost it while at school or something,” I lied once again. I couldn’t tell from the look on his face if he believed me or not, but considering the fact that I was still seeing John in secret earlier this week, he really had no reason not to believe it.

  He nodded. “Well, I’ll just put this back where I found it,” he said, referring to the lipgloss. “He doesn’t know that I took it because he obviously didn’t know it was on the floor of his car or that your license was. Apparently, he doesn’t clean his car that much.”

  “Yeah. The last time I was in there it was dirty as hell. I haven’t been in it that much but it’s never been fully clean when I was.”

  He chuckled. “Well, switching subjects here, do you wanna come to my game tonight? It’s an away game.”

  I smiled. “Sure, that’s fine.”

  “Lisa’s gonna be there just so you know, but you know that I can drop her off at home after the game so we can see each other later.”

  “You’ll do that?”

  “Of course. You know how much I wanna see you no matter where it’s at. Were you planning on going to Sparkle again tonight?” he asked with a grin.

  I grinned back at him. “Yeah, probably.”

  “Okay. If you’re gonna be there then I’ll definitely be there.”

  “Then I’ll definitely be there.”

  “And so will I.”

  We got up and headed to the front door of his house since he had to be at school for a team meeting in an hour.

  “See you tonight at the game, and then after at Sparkle after I drop off Lisa,” he said with a smile.

  “Okay.”

  We kissed, and then I walked out the door and headed to my car.

  As I drove home, I couldn’t help but to think about the lipgloss that Brad found in John’s car. I knew that it wasn’t mine, so John was definitely keeping it a secret from me that he was obviously seeing someone else in secret since I knew nothing about it, and neither did Brad. I wasn’t sure if he was seeing her anymore, but I knew one thing was for sure, we weren’t seeing each other anymore. But even though we weren’t seeing each other in secret anymore, we sure has hell had a new secret formed between us, and I was very surprised that he’d kept it a secret from Brad that I was in fact in his car last night — not earlier this week — and that we did have sex all because he forced me to do it with him to prove to him that I didn’t end our secret relationship for someone else. Now I find out that he, too, could be possibly seeing someone else obviously in secret, but since I wasn’t seeing him in secret anymore, he could see who he wanted in secret or not because I had nothing to say about it, just like how he really had nothing to say about who I see out in the open or in secret, but this was different since him and Brad are really good friends.

  I suddenly thought about the latest text from my secret stalker — I starte
d to call this person — and how they’re assuming that I’m seeing both Brad and John, assuming that it’s not John who’s doing this because as I said, I don’t officially rule him out. But I had a feeling that I was gonna be confronting someone very soon about this because whoever it was, it was obvious that they didn’t want me with either one of them.

  CHAPTER 9

  After the game, which our school won by only a few points, Ava and I were sitting at a big booth table at Sparkle. I texted Brad after the game while we were on our way here, and he said he would get here as soon as he could after he dropped Lisa off at home.

  After almost two hours of dancing and talking to others, I saw Marc walk in first, followed by Ken — who’s eighteen and a senior as well as one of Brad’s friends, then finally Brad . . . and Lisa!

  I was shocked!

  Ava noticed her, too. “I thought Lisa wasn’t coming,” she said to me.

  “I didn’t think she was, either,” I said. I was instantly upset because seeing her instantly ruined my mood since I thought that this was my chance to be alone again with Brad. And here I was dressed to impress him once again with a sexy black plunging V-neck top on and dark-blue skinny jeans that were tucked neatly into my black leather knee-high boots. I even wore my platinum hoop earrings again since I thought they looked good with anything. I tried to calm myself down because I was getting very mad at Lisa being here, but then again, what did I really expect? It was not like they weren’t together anymore. Regardless, I was still mad, and was wondering why Brad didn’t tell me that he was gonna bring her. I continued to glare at them as they walked around the club. As I stared at them, I gasped in shock as John came up behind Marc and Ken! He was obviously with them as well! “FUCK! John is with them, too!”

  “Oh, shit, Vanessa! What are you gonna do?” she asked me while they continued to walk around the club as if they were looking for a table to sit down at.