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Note: This is the most personal and revealing thing I have ever written. I even considered not posting it after I wrote it. But my entire story would make no sense without this going forward I think. And I have shared everything else so far…. So here it is. My heart laid bare.
Events of last weekend Jun 17-18
So professor left for the weekend and I had some weekend plans of my own. But first I had to finish my nanny gig. I picked up the kids after lunch and went to their house. The plan was to swim for an hour or two and then pick up Helen at the airport. But J had to complicate things a little saying he did not want to ride to the airport and back it was hot in the car and nothing to do. A also wanted to stay back. I talked to J and said ok show me you can handle it and I’ll reward you. Watch your sister don’t just ignore her and she can not be left alone in the pool. He agreed. I told little K he had to go with me.
So K and I picked up Helen at the airport. I told her J was watching A and they would be fine. I had just called J to check on things. He reported that all was good. Helen was not overly concerned but she did pull up and check the cameras just in case. K was engrossed in a game with headphones on in the back seat. She asked me to stop by their bank and she went inside. She came out and handed me an envelope that said $1200 on the outside. She said “I’m too tired to calculate what I owe you, if that is not enough let me know.” It was more than ok and she did not know I was also paid in diamond stud earrings for my other services. But I could not mention that. She said “Anyway I want them to know you are here for them and not for money. As a family friend.” She looked back at K and then said “and I’m ok with you borrowing my shoes just put them back ok. I’m fastidious.” Oh man Alicia must have called her. I said “Oh. Yeah. sorry. Nobody was supposed to know.” She said “Alicia was really worked up, Marcus has her in a mood all the time. She said I better watch out. She still thinks you are <sleeping with Alex>” the last part was mouthed and barely audible. “She said he came out freshly showered, but there was no water on the shower walls.” Damn observant bitch. Helen added “I told her he often showers the night before. Whatever. Anyway she just wants to be mad.”
I said “Why don’t you just tell her this is your new lifestyle choice. I mean maybe she would understand and it could help her with Marcus.” Helen said “Oh that’s never going to happen. In fact I did try to tell her when he got caught. I was like that’s who he is, Alicia. You knew it would happen again. You can either accept it or move on. I was kind of tired of the same old stories and hearing how terrible he is. But it’s not for everyone. I get that. And she was having none of it. She said I would not think that if it was <Alex>. Ironic. Then she told me she thought he was covering for <Marcus> anyway. Which was likely true.” Aw shit does she know I thought. She continued “They had several lunches and the nights out together during the same time frame so covering for each other or… whatever.” I was not touching that one.
We got home and she greeted the kids. I grabbed my stuff and was preparing to go. She came back to the kitchen and said “So clean. Love it. Would have been a disaster with just Alex.” She took her suitcase to the laundry room to dump her dirty clothes and I realized I fucked up again. I hung my head and waited. She came back out carrying the crotchless teddy and said “Here. Just keep it. I never wore it anyway.” I said “Helen I am so sorry.” She said “Look there are going to be moments with this that I get pangs of regret or jealousy. And you are here in the house so it’s even more likely to have slip ups. I know you did not mean to rub anything in my face. Let’s just move on. It’s been a long couple of weeks.” Ugh. I stuffed it in my bag and then we talked about schedule for the next few weeks. While I still had classes she would shift her hours on MWF so I could take the kids 5 hours every day. No bible camp. Just be here for them. And no sleepovers which was probably good. Too much of a whore to behave.
Before I left I said I said I owed J his reward. I went up to his room and knocked and started opening the door. He said “Wait…shit.” I paused and heard him rustling then he said “Ok come in.” I found him under pillows and blankets and looking sheepish with his laptop closed and discarded beside him. I felt terrible. Shit. Not 100% sure he was jerking off but he did not want me to see what he was doing. I said “Sorry just wanted to say bye and I owe you for…” He said “No it’s ok you don’t owe me.” I said “Well that’s big of you….. But uhhhh thanks for returning my stuff and uhhhh…I want you to know J… nothing wrong with that. Perfectly normal. Teen, hormones, and having me here cannot be easy at times. Ummmm you know I guess it might be awkward but you can talk to me, about girls and stuff, I really would be understanding and I’m sure there is stuff you would not ask your parents.” He said “I have the internet for that.” I laughed and said “Well the internet is full of too much information and too fast in my opinion. Just keep it in mind. Maybe I’m like a big sister you know. You’re not a kid any more. And I was 13 not too long ago myself. We even had the internet then.” He just shook his head like ‘yeah cool’. I said “Ok well… I wanted to give you something anyway.” I reached up under my skirt and pulled my thong panties down, stepping out of them. Then I tossed them to him. They landed on the bed in front of him. His jaw was on the floor. I said “Give them back next week ok, and keep them hidden.” With that I walked out. I walked down and got my stuff and on the way out the door I said to Helen “Tell Alex to put a lock on J’s door. Like ASAP. He needs his privacy.” She looked at me and said “No!!!!” I shrugged.
I rushed home and grabbed my stuff and Lexi and I hit the road to the hill country resort where my ex was getting married. On the way Lexi was asking me questions. About everyone. She had been gone a while but her showing interest was unusual for her. I assured her I was not gonna fuck Jason’s dad. I told him I had started dating someone and could no longer do all the things I texted about with him. He told me I should come anyway, the room was paid for. And Lexi was adamant about going. She had come back from Mallorca early to be my wingman here. So we would have a chill spa weekend anyway, maybe crash the wedding and probably stir up trouble. Why not. As we got closer she was on her phone texting and looking at the map. She told me to go a different route and said she wanted Starbucks and had to pee. I said “Let’s just get there” but she was adamant. Stubborn bitch. Used to getting her way. I acquiesced as usual.
We went in Starbucks and ordered and I noticed she did not go pee. We got our order and she was looking around oddly and I said “What’s up?” She said “Oh uhhh nothing let’s sit.” I said “Just go pee and let’s take it to go.” She said “No and snatched my keys.” Ungrateful and conniving bitch. I sat down and she looked at me very strangely. I said “What the fuck is this?” She said “Well… look we need to talk. Before we get there.” I just looked at her. She said “About Jason.” I said “Did you fuck him you slut?” She said “No… bitch… I wasn’t even a slut then thank you. But uhhh you need to know some stuff.” I said “Spill…I’m about out of patience.” She then launched into a long diatribe I am not gonna quote but I’ll summarize and add background.
Our freshman year we met in yearbook, we got paired up and made videos for the end of year class things for our grade. At end of the year at freshman prom Lexi did not have a date and her mom inquired behind her back and got Jason’s mom to arrange for him to call her so she had a date. She said it was awkward, nothing happened they never hit it off. Just a date. But Nancy kept pushing her, and so did Jasons’s mom. Nothing happened. It was not a connection at all. The next fall Jason was on varsity football as a sophomore. They had this dinner thing where they were required to have a date (apparently a Catholic college thing – I mean they were making sure you were straight and trying to pair kids up. Sort of gross really). Nancy got Jason’s mom to host a social for 10-12 girls and the 8-10 sophomore boys on varsity so they could discover dates. Lexi dragged me to this social because she did not want to go and I was her wingman. Nancy was not aware I would be there. I was not one of the chosen perfect Catholic girls. Because I was hispanic. I mean that’s me saying that but I knew it was true. I met Jason there and I was immediately enamored and so was he. Obviously he asked me out to this football thing and not Lexi. Nancy was livid but I did not know it of course. Another boy asked Lexi. So we went and sat side by side. After though Jason did not ask me out again. Not the entire year. And not again until halfway through junior year. I never knew why. I wondered he just wasn’t interested or not ready to date or his parents did not let him. They were pretty conservative. Lexi told me that the reason why was because Nancy bad mouthed me to Jason’s mom. And she in turn told Jason things about me. Well now I was curious. What things? Lexi said she told her we were poor and I was a gold digger after a rich white family. That we were on welfare and the only reason I was at that college was scholarships for the underprivileged to meet some quota of minorities. She also told her I was “easy” and I would corrupt Jason and she had seen me making voodoo dolls with Lexi and trying witchcraft which she banned. That was true. I mean not witchcraft but we made mexican voodoo dolls from fabric and buttons and pins, etc. Just a craft for bored girls. She threw it all away. Jesus Christ we were kids joking around. Such a bitch.
The actual reason I was at that college was my parents wanted me to have a Catholic education. They could not afford it so that was true and we did get some scholarships for academics because I had great grades in middle college. And that got me in all advanced AP and Honors classes. But the scholarship only covered like 25% of like $16,000 tuition. The rest was paid for by my uncle; my dad’s brother who he had put through school and supported through med college himself. dad was 5 years older and he worked and paid for his brother to get an education. He was a doctor now, with younger kids and wanted to pay him back and he did by paying for my high college and school education. They live in Florida and I’ve only seen them like 3 times because mom would not fly and our annual roadtrips to Mexico City and New Mexico used up the time off dad had. So they came to visit us in Texas but only a few times.
So this is actually all related to why Jason and I broke up. But I’ll have to tell some back story to fill you in on that. And this is painful for me….I’ve chatted to a few reddit friends about it, but never given the full picture and detail. Jason started asking me out middle of junior year. I was not sure what changed but I never asked. I was thrilled. He was fairly famous, a jock, handsome and I felt lucky. But they were infrequent dates at first. Over the summer it became more consistent and serious. But we only ever really did two things. We either went out to eat or to a movie alone, or went to his house mostly when his parents were gone. Of course that was for sex. His parents both worked and were gone a lot. He had freedom. Whenever they were around he claimed we were “just studying” and we would not go to his room or put ourselves in any situation where they might think we were messing around. I was under the impression they were super religious and conservative. So we were hiding anything more than casual dating. In the summer before senior year we saw each other constantly. And I lost my virginity to him. But once college started back it reverted to infrequent. He had football and little free time in the fall. I was young and in love and naive. I didn’t know any different. But even in the Spring he only went out with me about once a week. I started to question it and he would just play it off. He said he was just a low key person. But by Spring break he said he was gonna South Padre and I insisted I was going too. Lexi and I lied about rooming with a bunch of girls. She was dating a guy who went to a different high college by then and we both planned to be alone with them for 4 nights in a cheap motel. We shared a room. But we were not open about being sexual. In fact I found out later Lexi had only recently lost her virginity to him. So we barely had sex, only when we had the room to ourselves. But Jason and I went up the island to a remote nude beach one day on our own. That was my first nude beach and I was so excited even though it was so remote nobody was anywhere near us. We did not hang out with other friends that we knew were down there on Spring Break. I wondered it so we just had time together.
But one night the guys went out to try to score some beer and Lexi had a heart to heart with me cuz she was a little drunk. I think she had 2 wine coolers but she was not a drinker yet. Her boyfriend was a friend of one of the super famous guys at our college. So for the last few weeks Lexi had been gonna the famous parties. She never went to them before. She said Jason was gonna parties always without me. And he was at all the famous kid hangouts. Places he never took me. She said he was not hooking up that she knew of, but he was at all times there. Something was off. And she said whenever anyone mentioned me he blew them off. I had a choice of whether to believe him or believe Lexi. And I was not sure. When I got back from Spring Break I opened up to my parents and they said it wasn’t right. Not that they wanted me at those parties but he was excluding me for some reason. And they told me their suspicions. They wondered it was likely racial or at least socioeconomic exclusion. Basically I did not fit in. It was a shock to me. But it fit. The college was so white. And so rich. And I was neither. Most people of any skin color there were athletes or on academic scholarships. And none were in the famous kid group. How could my boyfriend want to be with me, but not want me to be with his friends. I confronted him about it and he denied it. But he had no explanation. I spewed a lifetime of pent up vitriol at him for being ostracized basically for my skin color. I had at all times felt alone at that college. Except for Lexi. And this brought all of that to the forefront in a deep and painful way. I was devastated. I literally threw up crying and begged my parents to let me drop out. Lexi was there for me. It is odd but she understood. Because Lexi was also ostracized for an equally stupid reason. She was too rich. She was labeled as snobby and guys did not want to date her because they could not impress her with anything since they were kids and had nothing. Their parents were intimidated and would not socialize with her family either. Seriously stupid stuff. And Nancy being an uber bitch did not help. She had in fact ostracized Lexi by just being a bitch to every other mom out there. While Nancy was bad mouthing me she was herself being bad mouthed for being who she was. At least that was earned.
But that’s the story of how a perfect blond rich bitch and a poor little latina became besties. And I never spoke to Jason again. I blocked his ass on all social media and refused to take his calls. He was in like basic remedial classes and it was easy to avoid him at college the last few weeks before graduation. I didn’t even go to prom and neither did Lexi. We were done with high college bullshit and looking forward to school. But apparently that was not the end of the story with Jason. Lexi now told me that he tried to get in touch with me through her on a few occasions. She said in the summer after high college he came to her and she told him to fuck off. She lied and said I was dating someone. Then after freshman year of school he hit her up again. She again lied. I had put on some weight and she said she wondered I would not want to see him. Then Lexi and I had our falling out – which at the time I wondered was about my slutty methods in school compared to Lexi – but was in fact her identity crisis about discovering she was adopted. So the next time he inquired she just never answered him. She did not know what to say and we were not speaking. She was deep in her self abuse phase with drugs. By the time we reunited this year she said Jason was engaged and she figured that was that. So she never told me. She swore she was only ever protecting me. And did not want me to get hurt again.
I could accept that, but then there was still one lingering question. I asked ”Ok, so why now? You could have told me and then we just don’t come to the wedding or something. And on top of that. Why did you never tell me Nancy was sabotaging me.” She said “Well that’s the thing. I never really knew about that. I swear.” “I said “So how did you find out?” Lexi said “Well…. When you hit up Mr. H about hookah up here…he did not feel quite right about it. And you don’t know this but he knows Bruce. Really well. Daddy got him his begin in the industry and they still play poker together and stuff. They have stayed close despite the fact that Nancy burned bridges with Jason’s mom over you. Guys don’t care about that crap. In fact the entire reason Jason started dating you was because Jason’s mom saw Nancy for what she was and decided Jason could date you if he wanted to. So anyway Mr. H. knew that you and I were close, so he contacted Bruce. And Bruce contacted me. And then…I contacted Jason saying I wanted to go to the wedding but I needed to clear the air about you. So he told me all he knew and I got more info from Mr. H. about Nancy.
I said “Fine ok. None of this is making me feel better really. And I don’t blame you I guess. But still WHY NOW?” Lexi said “Because you need closure. And you might hate me for this. But this is what you would do for me. You need to hear this.” She stood up and said “Remember I love you. Always. Wait here I’ll be in your car.” What the fuck? She walked outside and I turned to look. And unfucking believable but Jason walked into the Starbucks. I nearly vomited at the sight of him, I mean it just brought everything back, tears welled in my eyes but I tried to remain stoic. I was dumbfounded, perplexed, speechless and unable to move. He walked over and sat down across from me.
He said “Hey, E. I am sorry to surprise you like this but you never would talk to me all these years. And I didn’t want to hurt you more. But when Lexi RSVP’ed for the wedding with you as her plus one and then contacted me…” I said “She what?” Son of a bitch, of course she was invited or her and her family. I’ve been duped by Lexi and Mr. H. I don’t like that feeling. He continued “Yeah my fiance asked who is E.A.? I said just a classmate but then I knew it would come out and I couldn’t lie about you, or to you any more, so I told her. Everything.” Holy shit the bride knows I’m coming. Time to bail out and pull the ripcord. I hoped Lexi had the engine running. I started to get up.
He reached a hand out and touched my hand and said “E. Please. You don’t owe me, but I beg you. Hear me out.” I stopped and wondered for a second. It had been four years. I had long since let him go. I sat down and held a hand up to tell him to stop. I needed a minute. I looked down and gathered myself and tried to just breathe and clear my head. And then I looked up and I felt nothing. The emotion I felt was about how that left me feeling it was not about him, it was not lingering feelings for him. Nor was it anger exactly. Disgust was more like it. He said:
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>“You were right. About everything. Except why? I never meant to hurt you although I realize that I did. I was trying to protect you. My feelings for you were real and very deep. I loved you. And let me say none of this is excuses, just telling you what happened. The first time we met at that party my mom hosted it was…just totally like a crush you know. Right away. We went to that football banquet and I felt so happy. I’m not even sure you know, but some of the upper class guys were teasing me. Snide jokes, just needling me. I don’t know what it was, I mean that drove them to do that. Some hazing thing or real cultural biases or just stupidity or jealousy. Because you were the most beautiful girl there, certainly in my eyes. I didn’t handle it well. And I know now that I should have just ignored it, but it affected me and … well I think I was just not prepared to handle it. I had been like the best player in junior high and pee wee football and here i was a bench riding sophomore and trying to fit in.”
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>“After that my mom was saying stuff and questioning me about you. I didn’t know anything about you really, but it was coming from Lexi’s mom and not knowing any better I think my mom assumed your best friend’s mom would not lie about you. I was unsure what to do and we didn’t cross paths much at school and you did not go to football games or any places I went. But I saw you from afar. Mom kept trying to get me to ask Lexi out. I just wasn’t into her. That felt like some arranged thing anyway and not natural. Anyway I eventually started dating you, sort of on the sly. I just didn’t want people to hurt you so I kept it secret. I thought even my parents would not approve or they would tell Lexi’s mom and she would ruin you. But they did like you a lot. And mom and Nancy stopped speaking anyway over some stuff. So then being at my house was fine. But I thought drunk teens at parties would be assholes and tease you, or me, or both. So I didn’t take you to those places. I honestly thought we were so close to graduating then and college and it would not matter any more.”
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>“Now again none of that is an excuse. I was immature and handled it all horribly and I apologize sincerely. That’s all I want to say to you really. I’m sorry and you did not deserve it. I should have been stronger, I should have been better. I regret all of it and wish I could do it over. And I understand if you hate me because of it. But I could not have you think it was intentional or think that I didn’t really love you or was embarrassed to be seen with you. I loved you and I always will. I wanted another chance but you were pretty adamant so I decided to give you time. But every time I tried, Lexi shut me down. So I gave up eventually and I did move on. But when Lexi RSVP’ed and you were her plus one I knew I had to talk to you at least. So that’s it. I’m so sorry E.”
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I was tearing up a bit. I sat there silent for a good minute. Just processing before I spoke:
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>“Did you think about it from my perspective? I mean maybe you can’t. I was a loner there, in that toxic school, I was already not accepted. If people ostracized me based on skin color, money, whatever…. I would rather have stood before them and taken that abuse. It would have made them look bad. Not me. Instead you made me feel even more like a leper.”
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>“But I don’t hate you. My mother taught me that hate is a cancer. It eats you up and does not affect the person it is aimed at. So no. I never hated you. I was hurt. I felt betrayed and I simply knew I could never marry you. There was no point in continuing a relationship. Even if what you say is all sincere. I could never trust you again.”
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>“Unfortunately it sewed distrust in me toward pretty much all men. You need to know that. You scarred me. Inside. And no apology will change that. Only time and finding the right man. I idolize my father and he would have defended my mother at any cost. It was a mistake. We all make mistakes. Move on. Marry your perfect little wife….. Sorry that sounded petty. I am sure she is lovely. But do me one favor ok. This is all I ask of you. Learn from it. And defend her to your dying breath. THAT is love.”
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I got up and walked out and got in the car. Lexi had taken the driver’s seat. “DRIVE” I said. I was not gonna let him see me cry. I had to purge this and I did. I proceeded to bawl my eyes out for the next 10 minutes. Lexi pulled over a few blocks away and just held me. I was pissed at her but emotionally too blown to deal with that too. She kept saying “I love you.” I finally composed myself a bit and said “I hate you bitch.” Yes I realize how hypocritical I was to say that but I didn’t mean it. Anyway she said “No you don’t. You’re mad but…. Sometimes our friends have to shine lights into the dark corners of us. Because they know us best. Like you have done for me before.” I said “What are you a therapist now?” She said “No. I’m your best friend. And I know you are holding yourself back.” I said “What do you mean?” She hesitated and said “You gotta let it go. You are ….incomplete. You are so much like your mom it is incredible. An amazing woman and…do you even know how much you are loved, beloved, by everyone in your life. Like she was. You are your mom in every way… except you need a man…and kids. You have a nurturing soul. You can’t let THAT relationship from 4 years ago continue to prevent you from that. You might get hurt again. Sure. But you have to try. And I will be here for you. Always.”
Bitch. She made me cry some more. She was supposed to be shallow and self centered. What the fuck!!!! When I composed myself she started driving. I was only semi conscious of that or where we were going. As we approached the resort I said “Wait. I don’t want to go here. Let’s go home.” She said “Nope. We’re going.” I said “Why? To torture me more.” She said “You aren’t hiding any more. We are not waiting for our 10 year reunion. This is the perfect place for you to walk in there and face those idiots. With me. You are going to the wedding and you are going to be the hottest fucking piece of ass in there. You aren’t that shy young girl any more and you aren’t 17. You are an amazing woman. And they are all going to say that idiot Jason should have married E. Plus it’s paid for, they have a spa, and I came all the way back from Mallorca for you. So let’s live it up and have a great time. Fuck them. The best way to show them up is to throw it in their faces.” I said “You’re crazy and I don’t even have a dress for the wedding.” She said “Girl you think I’d leave you hanging? I brought you a dress and heels. It’s bright red and killer and you are going to look better than the bride. But none of those guys get to fuck you – your ass is mine.” That’s my bitch. Well I guess I was gonna my exes wedding.
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ASIDE – some thoughts at the present time as I write this –
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We checked in and got our room. It was very posh. I texted Mr. H and told him to meet me at the bar. I was with Lexi and he came and I apologized again. He said it was fine and he just really wanted to know I was ok. He had no intention of sleeping with me, it turns out. That hurt. But just a little. He said he felt like it was an act of desperation and he immediately reached out to Bruce. He said Bruce talked about me glowingly and said he would talk to Lexi, which he did. He did not know any details of our breakup, but he said he and his wife at all times liked me. Well he might have but his wife was Nancy’s protégé for a while at least. She did seem to welcome me later when we were more serious. He said all of the wedding party would be busy that night with rehearsal dinner. We pretty much could use the resort without worrying about running into them.
We had dinner, my treat I said, because she bought me a dress and shoes. And we may have gotten a little drunk. After dinner we walked around a bit exploring. But she soon was giving me suggestive looks and holding my hand. She started leading me back to the room. I said “See I knew you just brought me here for sex, what kind of girl do you think I am?” She said “The delicious kind, and I’ve wanted you since I got back to town bitch. You made me wait long enough. Your prof is not here, your sugar daddy is not here, your daddy is not here, your boy toys are not here….. Only me. And it’s my turn.” I said “Didn’t you get enough in Mallorca?” She said “I got plenty of dick…. But I told you. You are my only girl now.” “How many guys did you fuck?” I asked. She looked sheepish and held her hand up showing all 5 fingers. “Slut” I said. Then she said “Maybe 6 who knows. Dark tan spanish boys on amazing beaches. I had no choice really.” “I said “Uh huh the blonde bimbo from the states, spreading love and her legs worldwide.” “Jealous much?” she asked. We then hurried to the room and stripped each other, spending the next 2 hours eating each other, fingering and licking, kissing, nibbling and biting. She really has an amazing talented tongue. We fell asleep in a naked embrace. I drifted off thinking of prof though, but I was thinking what he would think. Is he gonna accept my paramour?
I slept in and when I awoke I found Lexi up of course and on her laptop still in bed. She said “Morning slut.” I said “What are you doing?” She said “Ohhh….reading the sordid tales of a college whore.” I said “I thought you stopped reading my stuff.” She said “Yeah well I’ve been gone two weeks so I figured it was not about me and I needed to catch up on my bitch.” “And?” I inquired. She continued “Well she has been a busy little beaver, literally, fucking her new man who she loves to fuck. No surprise there, but still fucking her sugar daddy too. Such a whore. All while juggling nanny duties. Not to mention treading the line carefully with a hormone driven 13 year old panty sniffer. But things seem to be escalating with her lover who is intriguing to her. I can tell. She can’t quite figure him out. But she definitely needed a break. And just in time, in comes her hero, the true love of her life, to sweep her away to a much needed vacation resort.” I said “Mmmm sounds fascinating. What does her ‘hero’ have planned for her today?” She closed her laptop and said “Pool… drinks… massages… more pool… more drinks. Wedding and reception, more drinks, and hopefully getting fucked by a well hung but drunk groomsman.” I said “Whoa there. No fucking anyone in the wedding party, and no relatives of the bride or groom. I don’t need more drama.” She said “Fine. But you are really limiting my pool of talent here. Cuz I’m also eliminating anyone we went to high school with. Assholes. But what about you?” I said “I’m on the shelf. Out of commission.” She said “I figured you would say that. Someone’s in love.” I flipped her off.
With that we showered and got ready for the pool but with wraps on. We headed to the coffee bar to begin the day with some java and muffins. I saw a few people in passing that we went to high college with. Ugh. They gave us weird looks. This is gonna be torture. Lexi was right, bring on the booze. After a leisurely breakfast and browsing of the shops we headed to the main pool and set up on loungers. It was 11am certainly late enough to drink myself into relaxation mode at least. I was a bit tense. Frozen drinks were plentiful over the next two hours. And we ordered some lunch around 1pm. Everything was fine. No big deal. We had seen nobody poolside so I was feeling relaxed. We had 2pm massages. In fact she booked it as a couples massage. So we were side by side and of course we got totally naked. Since it was a couples massage the masseuses assumed we were a couple. I mean we are in a way. But they asked how long we’ve been together and stuff. But it also meant no happy endings. They would not assume that in a scenario with your SO there. Damn. There was a guy and girl and they switched off so we both got full treatments. I felt really relaxed and sober unfortunately.
When we went to leave we saw a gaggle of girls leaving the salon area. Aww shit. Looked like the bridesmaids and the bride. I could not pick out which one was likely the bride. Until she walked up to me and said “Hey, you must be E. And Lexi. Sorry I recognize you just based on description. I’m Ashley.” Of course that’s her name. She was fairly petite and blond. Of course. Reminded me of Lexi and not me. But definitely not hot, much more plain. Interesting. She said “Jason tried to say you were both not that attractive, what a liar. I suppose I should have known.” I said “Oh well, you’re sweet. But I was a lot uhhhh… more conservative in high school.” She said “You would have to be in a Catholic high school right. I was very curious that you were coming… I mean until I found out you were….uhhh… well together. I mean I support LGBTQ and all that. Sorry, I just wanted to tell you I’m glad you are here and… hope you both have a good time.” With that she headed off. I looked at Lexi and she shrugged. I said “What did you tell people?” She said “I said we were together but… I didn’t say we were a couple.” Well it was a pretty good cover story anyway. Maybe we should play it that way I wondered. Jason probably explained me away as having gone lesbian. Still avoiding things. Hysterical. I was actually more relaxed now.
I’m gonna abbreviate the wedding, but it was a nice ceremony. The bride looked very pretty and Jason seemed happy. I even went through the line and congratulated them. We had some drinks before and then the catered meal. It was a great party at the reception. Drinks were flowing and people started dancing including me and Lexi. We danced together but also with other guys. We were just having a fun time. I felt no emotion about him getting married. It was fine. I had my own man to land. So just a fun night. I was actually glad we came. Lexi started fixating on one guy I could tell. Of course he was a black guy and the only black guy there that was not with someone. Like that was predictable. He had an accent like Nigerian or something. I was dancing with Jason’s dad, Mr. H, actually and spoke to his mom as well. They were lovely to me. She said she was proud of me for coming out. I just smiled. Well about 11:00 suddenly the bride (a bit hammered) got the mic and started talking (slurring) into it saying she wanted her brothers up there to do a song whatever that meant. It was not karaoke but maybe it was about to be. She had 2 brothers, both groomsmen of course. They went up there but then she was still asking for someone, she kept saying where is Tayo. He was the black guy. I asked Mr. H why she was asking for Tayo and he said, that’s one of her brothers. I must have looked confused. He looked at me and said “Adopted of course. They made him part of their family like 6 years ago. On a mission trip. Well not officially adopted but they put him through university there and then he came to the US for a masters degree.” I said “Ummm… why was he not a groomsman?” He said “They were not sure when he would get back, he had some Visa issues. He just made it back yesterday.” She was still calling for him. Not only was Tayo not there but Lexi was MIA also. I knew what was going on here. Holy shit she fucked one of her brothers anyway. I turned and bolted out of there. Maybe I could stop them. I hustled to our room figuring that was the best bet. I arrived in time to hear the obvious sounds of my bestie getting railed. God dammit. I slumped to the floor outside the door. I would have to wait I guess. Hurry up Lexi.
As I sat there Mr. H came around the corner and saw me. He said “Hey you ran out of there fast, sorry I wanted to check on you. Can you not get in your room?” I opened my mouth and no words came out. Instead Lexi could be heard screaming “Fuck me Tayo, fuck me hard.” I smiled and he gave a knowing nod. Mr. H looked at me and said “Lesbians huh?” I said “You knew that wasn’t true, people just assumed it and we did not correct it.” He said “Good cover story.” I gave him my hands and he pulled me up to standing. I said “She wasn’t supposed to sleep with anyone in the wedding party or family but we didn’t know….” He said “Well I’ll help cover for him” as Lexi screamed “Oh god yes fuck me harder, fuck my ass!!!” I laughed and said “Sorry.” Mr. H. said “Lucky for him… bad timing for me I guess…I would have loved to you know. You were the hottest thing out there tonight. Jason is really an idiot.” I said “That’s sweet.” I kissed his cheek and he pursed his lips looking down my body and said “mmmm…. Damn.” Then we heard “Oh my god, I’m fucking cumming…. Oh fuck yes…..ohhh yeah!!!!” followed by grunts of Tayo as he came and then silence. I waited 10 second and then opened the door a crack and said “Uhhhh…. Lexi the bride is waiting for Tayo… her adopted brother…for some song the family wants to do.” I heard “Oh shit. I didn’t know. Fuck.” I heard rustling and Tayo said “I’ll be right out.” Mr. H. laughed. Tayo came out buttoning up, saw Mr. H and froze. He said “Don’t worry Tayo, I was never here…. And neither were you ok. You went down to the water for some air right? And I told you they were looking for you. Got it?” He said “Uhhh yes sir that is correct, got it, excuse me I must go.” He hustled off and Lexi came out now looking disheveled. She also froze. I said “It’s ok he knows.” She headed back to the party. When she was gone around the corner Mr. H. looked at me and shook his head. I opened the door and stepped just inside. I looked back and said “Unzip me please?” He did, slowly, and with my backside exposed he said “God damn!!! He’s an idiot.” I turned my head and said “It’s not about revenge any more…I just want to. If you want to. And anyway, you paid for it, you should get to use it.” I dropped the dress at my feet stepping out in just a thong and heels and walked in. The door was swinging shut but he caught it and stepped inside.
He came up behind me pressing into my backside I could feel his hard cock. He reached around and grabbed my tits as I ran my hand up his pant leg to grip his manhood. I turned and unbuckled him and pulled his pants down as I squatted to suck his cock. He was bigger than Jason that was nice. And humorous too. Poor Ashley just a very average dick for her married life. I sucked his cock and balls for a minute until he said “I have to taste you too…I’ve dreamed about it for a long time.” I said “Mmm hmmm.. I thought you said it had been a long time and you didn’t think about it any more?” He said “I lied.” I pulled him on the bed and mounted him in a 69 so he could eat my cunt just the way he saw Jason do it. And he tongue fucked me and sucked my clit while fingering me for 20 minutes as I creamed on his face and sucked his cock heartily. Then I reversed and mounted him, riding him to an orgasm as he sucked my tits. Then he put me on my knees and pounded me from behind until he came inside me.
We rested and after he said “My god. Everything I dreamed it would be. I haven’t had fresh young dripping wet pussy like that for 10 years or more. You’re amazing.” I said “you’re pretty great too and better than your idiot son, bigger too.” He laughed and then got up to dress. He kissed me and my tits, then left and I stayed. If I went back to the party I would have been tempted to tell Jason his dad had a bigger dick and fucked better than him. I’m an imperfect human…but I’m letting go…moving on. I swear. But it felt pretty good and I fell asleep naked and full of cum. A happy whore. Do I have some guilt? Maybe a little, but not about Jason, about prof.
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