“I just don’t see any other options,” she started to tear up. “That’s why I’m always with him.”
“Hey, it’s not your fault. I’ve spent some time this year realizing how much a relationship can mean. When we were talking a month ago, it never even occurred to me that Emily would even consider cheating on me. That thought made me pretty angry. You were the one who pointed out how mad I got.”
“Ya, it’s true. It’s definitely true,” she sighed, lying back again.
“Fuck Seth.” I said, suddenly.
“Excuse me?” came her answer, definitely mad.
“No, don’t fuck Seth. Fuck Seth. Like forget about him.”
“I wish it were that easy,” she said, tears dripping down her cheeks.
“It is that easy. You definitely turn some heads when you walk into a room. You’ve got a great figure, you’re smart, and you’re helpful. It’s such a cliché, but just find Mr. Right.” I told her, wiping the tears from her face.
“What if Mr. Right isn’t available?” she asked.
I knew what she was getting it. We’d been down this road not long ago.
“Look, Alexa. If I weren’t with Emily, I’d be grabbing you every day, without question. But… you know how it is,” I looked at her, feeling a little pity for the girl.
“I do. I was serious just now, by the way.”
“Huh?” I answered her, puzzled.
“She has considered cheating on you.”
“What?!” I sat upright in a hurry.
“She has. I don’t know if she’s gone through with it, but she’s definitely mentioned it a few times in the last couple weeks.”
“With who?” I demanded.
“Mark or something, probably. They’re always coming out of the Student Council office together and there’s never anyone else in there with them.”
“Always?”
“Well not always, but a few times that I’ve noticed. During spare periods, or at the end of breaks.”
“Neither of them are even on the council,” I said, not sure what she was getting at.
“That’s why it’s kind of wrong to me,” she countered, clearly trying to make me understand. “Neither of them are supposed to be in there, yet I’ve seen them both coming out of there at least five times in the last few weeks.”
“Are you serious?”
“Rob, I wouldn’t lie to you about this. I know you just see me as your girlfriend’s best friend who probably gets in the way occasionally, but I consider you to be a good friend. I don’t have any proof, but…” she sighed. “It kind of paints its own picture, doesn’t it?”
“I can’t believe this,” I stuttered. It’s funny. The thought of her cheating on me made me furious, but the knowledge that she very well might have just left me speechless.
“Are you ok?”
“Ya. I’m…” I answered, thinking of a reason to leave the room. “I’m going to get you some more ice. Give me the bag, and I’ll be back.” I told her.
As I reached for the bag, she grabbed my hand gently.
“I’m sorry, Rob,” she looked up at me, more tears in her eyes.
“I know,” I managed to squeak, running out of the room before the tears started forming.
A few minutes later, Alexa found me crying with my head buried in my arms on her kitchen table.
“Look, Rob. There’s no way I know anything even happened. They’ve been friends a long time – maybe they were just hanging out. Maybe I missed other people leaving before or after them.”
She was trying to ease my suspicions.
“It’s not just that she is probably fooling around with Mark,” I said between sobs. “She knows I hate that guy, and she said she wouldn’t hang out with him if it meant that much to me, which it did.”
“I didn’t know that,” she said, stroking a hand through my short hair.
“If she’s hanging out with him behind my back…”
“She’s probably not just hanging out with him,” she finished my thought, understanding the implication. “What are you going to do?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing?” she asked, clearly shocked.
“I think I love her, Alexa. I don’t know what the fuck to do. I just need some time to think for now.”
“I understand,” she comforted me, patting me on the shoulder. “Now since I had to crawl up some stairs, maybe you could be a doll and get me that ice you went for ten minutes ago?”
“Oh man… I’m sorry,” I laughed weakly, wiping my face in my sleeve.
“It’s ok. I think the circumstances let this one slide,” she smiled at me.
Filling the bag with more ice, I handed it back to her as she tried to sit down at the table.
“Oh no you don’t. You need to elevate that bad boy,” I told her.
“Well, ok. Give me a five minute head start and I might just beat you down there,” she laughed, starting to crawl along the floor.
“Give me a break,” I laughed at her, pulling her upright and then picking her up, one hand under her back, the other under her knees.
“Oh, Romeo,” she laughed, as I carried her back downstairs and gently placed her back in the chair.
“Thanks a lot, Rob. Seriously. You’ve been too good to me tonight.”
“What are friends for?” I asked her, smiling.
A few minutes passed in silence as we continued watching the movie.
“Do you really think I’m good looking?” she asked.
“Ya. I mean I’ve definitely seen an eyeful, too,” I replied, smirking.
“Well that’s not really fair, is it?” she pouted.
“You ripped your top off before I could even do anything about it,” I reminded her.
“Well it’s still not fair,” she responded, tossing a pillow lightly at my head.
“How can I ever make it up to you?” I sarcastically pleaded.
“You’ve seen me, let me see you,” she said, straight-faced.
I laughed at her, assuming she was kidding. No change in her expression.
“You’re kidding, right?” I asked.
“No. Let me see the goods, Robby Boy. You’ve seen me, now it’s my turn.”
“Not a chance, Alexa,” I started looking around, uneasily, trying to find something to change the topic of conversation.
“I know you’re big. There’s no need to be embarrassed. You’d make Seth look tiny, I’m sure.”
“I don’t need to know that,” I responded, cringing.
Putting my face in my hands, trying to figure out what to do, I suddenly felt her hand grab my dick through my pants. Pushing away, I jumped upright.
“Whoa, Alexa. What the fuck?”
“I think you’re bigger than him and you’re not even hard,” she laughed. “You won’t show me, so I figured I’d find out for myself,” she said, responding to my obviously disturbed facial expression.
“Not cool,” I said, backing up a couple steps.
“Relax, Rob. Emily’s told me all about it countless times. She’s told most of us, by the way.”
“You guys talk about that kind of stuff?” I asked in disbelief.
“All the time,” she answered. “Just sit down, I won’t touch you again, you can relax.”
She went back to watching the movie as I sat down. I kept one eye on her for a little while, and then went back to watching the movie again.
A few moments later, I saw a hand waving out of the corner of my eye.
“Earth to Rob,” she laughed. “Pay attention much? I asked you like five times if you’d help me up to my room.”
“Oh, sure,” I said, emerging from my daze.
Carrying her once more, I dropped her a little less lightly on her bed, and then started to walk out of the room.
“Where are you going?” she asked.
“Back to the basement to sleep on that couch,” I said, not turning around.
“Wait. Can you please help me get into bed?”
Stopping in the doorway, I lowered my head, feeling my last shreds of giving a fuck slowly falling away.
“Of course, I can.”
Stepping back over to her bed, I helped her upright and pulled the covers down.
“Can you help me take my pants off?”
“Alexa…” I began.
“I’ve got panties on, you perv,” she responded quickly.
“Fine,” I said, being short with her.
While I was taking her pants off, she threw her sweater on the ground, and I saw those marvelous breasts once more, barely concealed by the bra she was wearing.
Adjusting slightly, just in case my penis began to have a mind of its own, I stood back up, and shoved some pillows under her leg, before pulling the covers over her.
“Rob?”
“What?” I sighed.
“Can I give you a hug for being so helpful tonight? I know you’re getting tired of me, but it really means a lot.”
I leaned over to hug her, and she pulled me onto the bed. As I looked her in the eyes, she closed hers, and brought her mouth to mine.
Giving in, I climbed further onto the bed, allowing my tongue to play gently with hers. Biting my lip hard, I felt movement beneath me. Opening my eyes, I saw two nipples poking up at me, freed from their constraint.
“Are you sure?” I asked, remembering she’d never had sex.
“I’m sure, Rob. It’s got to be you,” she said before lifting her hips on her uninjured leg and sliding her panties off.
Reaching down between her legs, she slid her fingers along her pussy before bringing them to my lips. I greedily devoured them, tasting her sweetness before making my way down to get a taste directly from the source.
Lifting her legs straight up in the air, I kicked the pillows out of the way, before plunging my tongue straight into her honey pot. She immediately bucked her hips up at me, and grabbed my head, pushing it into her. Kissing the inside of both of her thighs, I started to take my shirt off, so my arms were out, but my head was still buried between her legs. Undoing my pants, I pulled them out and felt my quickly hardening cock get pinned between the sheets and myself.
As I started to tongue-fuck her, she started to pant heavily, moaning my name over and over again.
“Suck me, suck me, suck me!” she screamed loudly.
I took her clit in my mouth, sucking gently, before adding two fingers into her pussy, curling them up against her walls. Her hips began to buck wildly, her pussy mashing itself into my chin, as I felt her pussy tightening on my fingers.
“Fuck, fuck, oh my God, fuck,” she moaned.
As she came down from her high, I climbed up her body, taking an ample breast in each hand, and sucking on one nipple after the other, alternating between these two perfect globes.
“Jesus Christ, Rob, do you always do this for Emily?”
“Don’t say her name right now,” I begged her. “Just shut up.”
“Ok, sorry,” she began, before I silenced her with my tongue.
My cock began to find its way towards her velvety passage, but I stopped myself short, dragging my girth up and down her lips.
“Do you want me to blow you, Rob?” she asked me.
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