Don't Get Mad, Get Even

Amber smiled at Dave and asked him, “Do you have something in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

Amber had gotten revenge on Dave who was now blushing but he managed to reply, “Hey, I can’t help it if I think you’re a sexy lady. I hope Ben appreciates you.”

“I’m sure he does, Dave.”

The fact that his roommates and other guys were paying attention to Amber wasn’t lost on Ben. He started to get more jealous and possessive and even had to tell his roommates to be more respectful of Amber even though she kind of liked the banter among friends. It was harmless fun in everyone’s mind except for Ben. He started to get more jealous when they were out in public and guys would check her out. He even got mad when Amber would talk to male classmates around campus. On more than one occasion, he had to leave Amber alone at a bar so he could use the restroom or refill their drinks only to find some guy trying to pick her up when he returned. He would be furious but it wasn’t Amber’s fault.

His possessiveness began to wear on Amber and it started to cause more problems between them. She got really mad at him one time when he accused her of cheating on him. She swore she’d never do anything like that. He began to act funny after that. He was colder and their lovemaking wasn’t as passionate but she still loved him and wanted to make it work.

One evening when Amber was back at her apartment, Meg was acting funny so Amber asked her what was wrong.

Meg replied, “Nothing is wrong.”

“Come on, Meg, we’re best friends. I know when something is bothering you.”

It was obvious that Meg was contemplating what to say and asked, “If I tell you something, do you promise not to get mad at me?”

“Of course not. We can tell each other anything.”

Meg was very hesitant but finally said, “When I was out on my date last night, I saw Ben having dinner with another girl.”

Amber was stunned and couldn’t believe what she was hearing and replied, “You must be mistaken, Ben wouldn’t cheat on me.”

“No, it was Ben.”

“Maybe they were just friends or classmates,” Amber replied trying to rationalize what she was hearing.

“They were holding hands and kissing, Amber. It’s been bothering me all night and day. I wasn’t going to tell you but I didn’t want you to get mad at me for not telling you either.”

“No, I’m glad you told me. I just don’t know what to do about it.”

Amber began to think about what she had just been told. She had tried messaging him that night but Ben didn’t return her text messages until that morning. He claimed he wasn’t feeling well and went to bed early. Now she knew he was lying. She then began to cry. She felt like a fool. Meg felt horrible for giving her best friend the bad news and tried to console her. They talked even more over a couple of glasses of wine.

The more Amber thought about the situation the more she realized that Ben was probably cheating on her for a few weeks. This wasn’t the first time he hadn’t returned text messages or made up some excuses not to see her. Emboldened by the wine, she decided to call Ben.

“Hey babe, what’s up?” Ben said.

“I was calling to see how you were feeling. I was worried about you.”

“Oh, uh, I’m, uh, fine. I must have had a 24-hour bug or something yesterday.”

“Yeah, that could be it or maybe it was something you ate at the pub last night with that girl you were with.”

There was dead silence on the phone while Amber waited for a response.

“Uh, um, uh, what are you talking about?” Ben replied trying to stall for time to think.

“You know, you were at the pub last night with another girl. Why did you lie to me?”

“Oh, uh, that was nothing. I just ran into her.”

“Don’t bullshit me, Ben. Meg saw you two together. She saw you holding hands and kissing her.”

“It was nothing, Amber, trust me.”

“Trust you? You were on a date with another girl. How long has this been going on?”

“I don’t know, not very long. She doesn’t mean anything to me.”

“Did you sleep with her?”

“Aw, Amber. Let’s get together and talk.”

“I asked if you slept with her?”

“I love you, Amber. She meant nothing to me.”

“That’s what I thought. You were cheating on me with some tramp.”

Amber hung up on him and began to cry as Meg held her. She felt foolish for believing Ben might be the man of her dreams only to find out differently. After another glass of wine, Amber and Meg polished off a pint of chocolate ice cream. Ben kept calling and text messaging Amber but she ignored him. She didn’t want to hear any more of his lies. She was hurt and didn’t want to talk to her lying, cheating boyfriend.

Amber ignored Ben’s calls and texts for the next few days while she sorted through things in her mind. She kept going back and forth between dumping him and giving him another chance. Ben even stopped over the house but Meg said Amber wasn’t home.

Finally, Amber agreed to meet Ben at his apartment to talk things over. Ben was thrilled that he would get a chance to plead his case. Amber told him that she didn’t want Dave and Rick around and they agreed to make themselves scarce. They also told Ben what an asshole he was for fucking things up with Amber. She was the best thing that ever happened to him and they weren’t shy about making their feelings known. They told him that every time things get serious with a girl, he fucks it up by cheating on them. It was like he would sabotage the relationship on purpose and now he had done it again.

Ben was distracted and worried the entire day before he was to meet with Amber at 7 PM on that Saturday night. He kept going round and round about what he was going to say to her but finally decided to quit lying, come clean, tell Amber how much he loved her, and plead for her forgiveness.

Amber’s mind was made up but she wanted to hear what Ben had to say. She decided to wear her shortest mini skirt, a red one that came to only a couple of inches below her ass, a pair of five-inch black heels, and a tight white cami crop top with no bra. Her areola was barely hidden and her nipples were pointed and poking through her top. Her hourglass waist was highlighted by the contrast between the color of her top and skirt. Her trim legs looked longer in the high heels and gave her ass a distinct wiggle when she walked. She wasn’t wearing panties and it was impossible to sit down without flashing anyone who happened to be seated across from her.

A couple of glasses of wine and a pep talk from Meg gave Amber the courage to go over to Ben’s place. Meg drove her and waited outside. Several guys were walking in a group as Amber got out of the car and she naturally attracted their admiring stares and comments. She was on a mission and ignored their rudeness.

When Amber got to Ben’s apartment, she gathered up all her courage and knocked on the door. Within a matter of seconds, Ben opened the door and was shocked to see Amber dressed in such a sexy outfit. His first thought was they were about to have makeup sex.

“Wow, you look great tonight. Come on it.”

He tried to kiss her as she walked by but Amber coldly turned her head. Ben offered her a drink but Amber declined. Ben sheepishly sat down on the sofa expecting Amber to sit next to him but she purposely sat down across from him and watched the look on his face when he noticed she wasn’t wearing any underwear. He had no clue what was going on. After Amber had let Ben get a good look at her bare pussy, she crossed her legs to cover up.

He started by saying, “I’m sorry, Amber. I swear on my parents’ lives that I will never cheat on you again. I love you and I’m sorry I hurt you. It meant nothing to me.”

“Why did you do it if you love me so much?”

“I don’t know. I can’t explain it.”

“Well Ben, I don’t know that I could ever trust you again. You were so jealous of me talking to other people, it was smothering me. Now, I find this out.”

“I promise I can change. I love you, Amber.”

“I’m sorry Ben, but I’m done with you.”

“No, please give me another chance. Please.”

“Absolutely not. I can’t trust you.”

Ben started to cry and kept pleading with Amber to change her mind. She uncrossed her legs and spread them wide and told him something that was like a stab to the heart.

“Do you see this pussy, Ben? Well, you’re never going to see it again. You’re so fucking jealous well I’m going out tonight and I’m going to get laid. Someone will appreciate me.”

Ben was stunned, “No Amber, please don’t do that. Please. I love you.”

Amber got up and walked to the door with Ben pleading with her not to leave. She was fighting back the tears herself but didn’t want him to see her cry.

Before she closed the door behind her, she looked back and said, “Just think, sometime tonight I’m going to be sleeping with someone else. I don’t even care who it is.”

Amber was crying when she reached Meg’s car. Meg drove off but parked down the street to console her best friend. She was happy that Amber broke up with that cheating bastard. Her friend deserved better.

When Meg asked Amber what she wanted to do, she replied, “I want to go to a bar, get drunk and fuck the sexiest guy I see.”

“Are you sure you want to do that? Maybe you should wait a while and think about it first.”

“Nope, I’m going to teach him a lesson. I told him I was going to fuck someone tonight just out of revenge. You know what they say, don’t get mad, get even.”

“Alright, I’ll go with you on one condition. You have to let me help you screen the guy.”

“Sure Meg, what are friends for?”

Meg drove to a bar away from campus that catered to a younger working crowd.

Meg told Amber, “You look hot in that outfit. You won’t have any problems finding a guy tonight. I still think you should wait a few days or longer so you don’t do something you’ll regret later.”