“Did you and Marc do it?”
“Fuck no, Brad!”
He laughed. “Just asking.”
I continued to sit on his lap as we held each other. I wanted to ask him so bad what exactly did him and Ava do, but didn’t think I would be too interested in hearing it — but I was curious. Besides, I knew that later on Ava would probably end up telling me . . . if I asked her.
“Aren’t you gonna ask me how it was with me and Ava?”
I looked up to the ceiling and then sighed. I looked at him. “Brad, since we were in separate rooms, I don’t know if I really wanna know. Like I said, I got jealous when I saw you licking her pussy as well as fucking it and I know I shouldn’t have because she was really enjoying you doing it — I could tell. She even thanked me before I went into the guest room with Marc for letting her have sex with you. You definitely made her fantasy about being with you come true, Brad.”
He smiled as he nodded. “But isn’t that what we wanted to do tonight? Was live out fantasies and curiosities about our best friend’s girlfriend or boyfriend?”
“Yeah . . . yeah, we did.”
“And did Marc live up to your expectations?”
I smiled as I looked down to the floor.
“Vanessa, I’m not gonna be mad if you say yes, baby.”
I looked at him. “He did, Brad.”
“Well, then why were you afraid to tell me that? I don’t need to know every detail of what the two of you did tonight — as long as the two of you enjoyed each other then that’s all that matters.”
I smiled as I nodded. “We did, Brad.”
“I figured that you did because he hasn’t stopped smiling down there.”
I chuckled. “Well, it’s definitely a night I’ll remember; it took a lot off my mind and I needed that.”
“We all needed it.”
“That’s definitely true.”
We held each other as I knew that this would definitely be a night that I would never forget, and I knew that Brad, Ava, and Marc felt the same way.
A few hours later, Ava and I sat on my bed as we watched TV. She was wide awake now as she continued to look at me off and on. I knew she wanted to ask me something about the party, but seemed afraid.
I got up out of bed. “Do you want some popcorn?” I asked.
“Sure, that’s fine,” she said with a smile.
I walked out of my room with Apollo, our three-year-old Rottweiler right behind me, and down the stairs to make the popcorn. As I waited for it to get done, I tried to figure out if I wanted to ask her how was Brad, but I still wasn’t sure if I wanted to hear it. I took the popcorn out of the microwave and poured it into a bowl and walked back upstairs to my room as Apollo followed me since he could never resist the smell of popcorn. Ava was still sitting on my bed watching TV.
“Mmmm, smells good,” she said, and then took a handful of it.
I smiled and then helped myself to some. I placed two big handfuls down by Apollo since he was right by my bedside, and he ate it all before I even got another handful for myself. “Damn, Apollo!” I said with a grin; he grinned back at me, and then left the room. I got up and shut the door since my parents were home and asleep. I turned to Ava. “So, how was Brad?” I decided to ask.
She looked at me as if she was shocked that I was actually asking. “Oh, my God, Vanessa, I didn’t think that you wanted to know. I mean, I just . . .”
“No, I didn’t wanna know at first, Ava, I’m not gonna lie to you. I even told Brad that when we went back upstairs to his room after we were all done while you were passed out on his couch, but I figured that I would ask because I am curious to know.”
She smiled at me. “It was fabulous, Vanessa. Like I told you before, you are the luckiest girl in the world to have him all the time. I know it’s always great when you have sex with him — how can it not be?”
I smiled. “Well, it’s not great all the time, and those are the times when I don’t feel like doing it but he does.”
“Of course — we all have those times.”
“But, Ava, doesn’t your mouth feel a little raw from giving them both head so many times? I hate to admit it, but mine does!”
She laughed. “I’m glad to hear that I’m not the only one!”
We laughed.
“And I can’t fuckin’ believe that they’re both the same fuckin’ size when it comes to their dicks! Shit!” she said, as she continued to laugh.
I laughed. “Well, what did you expect?!”
“I don’t know! I just thought that one was gonna be way bigger than the other or smaller than the other — something like that! Oh, my goodness! They’re both like ten-inches plus! And fuckin’ big, too! Not one of those long, skinny ones — you know, like a long hot dog?!” she said, as she laughed hard.
I busted out laughing as I put down my soda, as I almost started drinking it before she’d said that! “I know! You know I don’t care about size like the way you obviously do, but I was surprised to see that they were the same size; I mean, after all, they’re both six-feet-five in height!”
“And so fuckin’ sexy! Even though Marc doesn’t look nearly as good as Brad, he fuckin’ makes up for it because he can lick and fuck some pussy, can’t he?!”
I continued to laugh as I nodded. “He sure in the fuck can! And tits as well!”
She laughed hard! “Yeah, that too!”
“But yeah, Marc is definitely more sexier to me now than he’s ever been, and just when I thought it was just his voice that was like that.”
She nodded. “He is — you know I’ve always thought so. He’s definitely my designated fuck partner!”
“Designated fuck partner?! Well, it’s about time!”
“I know, huh?!”
We laughed.
“So, did Marc really get down with you like I told you that he would?”
I grinned. “Yeah, he did. I could tell how turned on he was. But he made me cum so many fuckin’ times I couldn’t believe it!”
She laughed. “Yeah, Marc is fuckin’ good as hell, and he really gets into it when you’re having sex with him.”
“Yeah, don’t I know?!”
We laughed.
“You all seemed to have had so much energy despite all the alcohol that you all were drinking. I was getting tired after we switched partners — I just didn’t wanna say anything,” I said with a grin.
“You should’ve — we would’ve waited a little longer so you could rest,” she replied also with a grin.
“Didn’t seem like it!”
We laughed.
“Well, I know if it was up to those two they would’ve went all night!” I said while I laughed and shook my head.
“And I would’ve, too!” she said with a laugh.
“Of course, Ava!”
We laughed as we continued to eat the popcorn and watch TV.
“I just wish I would’ve taken a shower before I left Brad’s — my fuckin’ tits smell like hard liquor!” she said with a laugh.
I busted out laughing as I put the bowl of popcorn on my nightstand. I leaned over and sniffed mine . . . and laughed even harder! “So does mine! I was wondering where the stench was coming from once I put my clothes back on since I did take a shower in the guest bathroom! I thought I’d spilled some of my drink on myself! Damn! They were both drinking a ton of hard liquor — I don’t see how they do it. I’ve never had my tits sucked on that much; we should’ve known that there was gonna be some sort of alcoholic stench on us even though I took a shower and thought I got it all off — but I don’t mind because it felt fuckin’ good!”
She laughed. “I second that!”
We high-fived each other.
She then got under the covers as she yawned. “I’m so fuckin’ tired, Vanessa. This night wore me the fuck out but it was sooo worth it! Definitely a night to remember!”
“It was — I’ll remember it, that’s for sure! How could we not? It’s something—” I looked down at h
er as I still sat up in bed . . . she was fast asleep! Wow, she wasn’t kidding about this night wearing her out! I thought. I turned off the light and smiled myself to sleep as I thought about how much of a memorable night this really was. It was all about living out our fantasies and curiosities, and that was definitely done, but because of how really felt about doing this to begin with, I doubt that I’ll ever do it again.
CHAPTER 29
On the following Monday morning after the BF3P on Saturday night, Ava and I were at school as we walked down the hall to our lockers and noticed that Brad and Marc were wearing sunglasses and laughing. We looked at each other since we both knew that they were more than likely talking about the party. We approach them.
“Hey, guys. How was your weekend?” Ava asked with a huge grin.
We all laughed.
Brad and I kissed each other for a long time; Ava and Marc smiled at us.
“So what’s with the sunglasses? Are you both ashamed of went down that night?” I asked, while I had my arms wrapped around Brad’s waist as he had his arm around me.
Brad and Marc laughed.
“No, baby, quite the contrary. We’re the coolest motherfuckers in this school because of what went down,” Brad replied.
“But it’s not like we weren’t already,” Marc said with a smile as he stared at me.
“You got that right, man!” Brad said, and him and Marc high-fived each other.
Ava and I looked at each other and laughed.
“Two of the hottest girls in the school! If only every guy did what we did!” Marc said with a huge grin.
“Don’t you dare say anything, you two! Especially to Zac!” I warned them.
“My lips are sealed!” Brad said with a grin.
“Mine are, too!” Marc said with a chuckle.
We all looked at each other and laughed, and it clearly showed how much fun we really had. It was a party just for the four of us, as well as a secret.
I looked to my left and saw John staring right at me as he walked down the hall towards us to his locker with a few guys I didn’t recognize. My upbeat mood was instantly spoiled, and I was now reminded of why Brad had a party like the one that we had on Saturday.
An hour later, Ava sat in her first-period class when she received a text. Hey, I know I shouldn’t be asking U this, But do U mind giving me some head next period? I have study hall that hour. Just seeing that motherfucker John has me all tensed up again.
It was from Brad!
She stared down at the text. She couldn’t get it off of her mind how good of a time she had with Brad that night, and knew that what they did was just for that one night. She texted him back. Brad, Vanessa is my best friend . . . and your girlfriend. She sent it to him and waited for him to respond. Minutes later, she looked down at her phone at his response. Ava, we don’t need to tell Vanessa anything about this – she doesn’t need to know. C’mon, baby. I’ll give U some money if U need some. She sighed as she texted him back. I don’t want your money, Brad. Please don’t make it sound like I have sex 4 money becuz U know damn well that I don’t. She sent the text to him. He responded seconds later. Ava baby, I know U don’t have sex 4 money – U know that’s not what I meant. U know I respect U very much. She let out a deep sigh once more, and then texted him back. Where R we gonna do this at? She waited for his response. In the back of my SUV – I’ll meet U out there –I’m leaving now, he texted back. She looked down at the text and then looked at the time, and saw that there were only five minutes left in class.
The bell rang and everyone walked out of class, and Ava walked towards one of the side exits of the school and walked out the door to Brad’s car. She looked back to see if anyone was following her or watching her. She continued to look around as she approached Brad’s SUV. She heard the door open before she knocked on the window. She looked around once again and then opened the front passenger’s side door and got in.
Several minutes later, Ava was putting on an impromptu striptease, per Brad’s request, in the back of his SUV as she moved around slowly as she touched herself all over.
“Damn, baby, you look so hot doing this shit!” he said, as he reached into the pocket of his jeans that were laid right next to him and pulled out a wad of cash. He began tossing $50 and $100 bills in front of her. She looked at the money as she continued to do what he wanted her to do, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to take it or not. He kept looking at her as he smiled. “I’m hard enough now, baby. Ready to get down on me?” he asked, and then tossed five $100 bills to her.
She looked at the money and then looked at him. “I’m ready.”
He smiled as he got himself in position. She went between his legs and started slowly, and then started moving faster. “Damn, that’s it, baby!” he said while he tossed money all in the front of her. There was now a huge pile of $20, $50, and especially $100 bills. “I’m about to cum, baby,” he warned her.
She nodded in response as she kept going.
“Here it comes, baby,” he said, and as he did, he tossed her the rest of the money he had on him.
She got up and looked down at all the money. “Are you serious, Brad? You’re really giving me all of this money?!”
“I said that I would,” he said with a smile as he put his underwear and jeans on.
She counted the money; she looked at him and gasped. “Brad! There’s $6,740 here!!”
He grinned. “Yeah, so? Go and treat yourself, baby.”
“Brad, I can’t take all of this!”
“I wouldn’t have given it all to you if I didn’t want you to have all of it,” he said, while he sat back and looked at her.
“Do you always carry this much cash around with you?”
“Not really — some of it I already had in here,” he said, as he continued to look at her. “Some of that is hush money, too, and you know what I mean.”
She sighed. “Yeah, I know what you mean.” She looked at the money as she still held it in her hands. She let out a sigh. “Brad, I can’t help but to feel like a whore with you giving me all of this money to have sex with you again.”
“Have I ever treated you like a whore?” he asked her in a serious tone.
She shook her head. “No, you haven’t.”
“And when have I ever had to pay for sex?”
“Never.”
“Exactly. And I never will. Look, I really enjoyed myself with you on Saturday night — I knew that I was going to — but it was even better than I knew it was gonna be. I can’t help it that I wanted to do it again with you.”
She nodded. “I know, Brad. I can’t thank Vanessa enough for letting me have that one night with you — but it was supposed to end that night. Damn, we’re really gonna have to keep this a secret from her because I don’t wanna lose her as a best friend.”
“And I don’t wanna lose her as a girlfriend, so you know my lips are sealed.”
She nodded with a smile. “I better get going. I have to get something out of my car.”
“Okay. Thanks again. Talk to you later.”
She nodded with a smile and then got out of his car and went over to her own while he walked back up to school as he talked on his phone. She opened the driver’s side door and got inside the car. She didn’t have to get anything out of it like what she’d told him. She looked at the money that he gave her; she threw it down and burst into tears, knowing that she completely betrayed her best friend’s trust in not having sex with her boyfriend. She knew that Saturday night was the only exception — this time was inexcusable. “Vanessa is gonna fuckin’ kill me! I’m gonna lose my very best friend over this if she finds this out — she can’t find out about this! Fuck! What the fuck did I fuckin’ do?! For fuckin’ money?! My friendship with her is priceless!” she said, while she continued to sit in her car and cry.
CHAPTER 30
As I sat in Senior English thinking about the unforgettable night that I had with Brad and Marc, there was a knock at the door.
“Come in!” Mrs. Whitman said.
A man walked in with a huge, mixed bouquet of beautiful, colorful roses and flowers, and everyone gasped as they looked around to see who was getting them. “Is Vanessa Ellis in here?” he asked.
“Yes, there’s the lucky lady right there,” Mrs. Whitman said with a smile as she pointed to me.
Lisa and John looked at each other.
I got up and smiled, and walked up to the man to get the flowers.
“You’re the lucky lady. Here you go,” he replied with a smile.
“Thank you,” I replied with a smile. “Who are they from?”
“It says it on the card,” he told me. “Have a nice day.”
“Thank you,” I said, and then I looked at the card: Hey, Beautiful. Just wanted to say thanks again for an unforgettable night. Brad.
“So who are they from if you don’t mind telling all of us?” Mrs. Whitman asked with a smile.
“They’re from Brad,” I replied with a smile.
Everyone in the class looked at Lisa as she sat stone-faced as she looked at her phone.
“They’re beautiful,” Mrs. Whitman said.
Everyone nodded with a smile in agreement except for John and especially Lisa.
“Thank you,” I said as I sat back down. I glanced over at Lisa as she was still looking at her phone. She then looked up from it and at John as she nodded at him with a smile, so I knew that he’d sent her a text about something.
Later on at my house while my parents were both still at work, the doorbell rang. I went to the door and looked out the peephole. I saw a man that looked like a delivery guy. I opened the door . . . I couldn’t believe it.
“Hi, are you Vanessa Ellis?” he asked me with a smile as he held another huge bouquet of flowers!
“Hi. Yes I am,” I replied, as I stared at the beautiful yellow and pink flowers.
“These are for you. Have a great day,” he replied as he handed them to me.
“Thank you,” I said as I took them from him, and then shut the door. I immediately looked at the card: Hey, Vanessa. Thanks again for an unforgettable night. It was definitely a night to remember. Marc.
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