Marrying his Brother: A Fake Fiance Romance

by Tia Siren

  “Do I know you?”

  “Yeah. I mean no, not really,” I stuttered out. “I’m in your class with Professor Ross. We sat next to each other for a few classes.”

  “Oh, yeah,” she said, pointing at me and wiping her nose. “You’re the girl who had that horrible rumor spread about her.”

  “Yeah,” I scoffed. “You gotta love college life. But that is part of why I want to talk to you, actually.”

  “I don’t know anything about it,” she said, shaking her head. “I just heard someone talking about it. Some guy that said he used to date you. He said you got the picture pulled from Facebook. Good for you. Bullies suck, and I can’t believe they’re letting him get away with this.”

  “Yeah, well, it’s gotten a bit more complex than just a case of bullying,” I said, shaking my head and sitting back. “Everywhere I turn is like a terrible train wreck these days.”

  “I totally know how you feel,” she said, tear welling up again. “Trust me. My life is the worst train wreck imaginable, and I did it to myself.”

  “Are you okay? I mean, you’ve been sitting in the corner of the shop, crying on and off for almost three hours,” I said. “You can talk to me. I’m safe. And you’ll be surprised how understanding I can be. I’ve been through some pretty heavy things recently, and if it weren’t for a couple of really good friends, I would be exactly where you are right now. I know how it feels to be alone and completely helpless in your own life.”

  “Do you know how it feels to make a huge mistake and not be able to get out of it?”

  “I could, but I think I have something that will help both of us if I’m right,” I said.

  “Really?”

  “Yeah, but you have to talk to me first so I know I’m right,” I said. “I promise whatever you say will stay between us unless you give me the okay.”

  “Well.” She started to sob again as she began talking. “I screwed up two semesters ago. That’s where it all started.”

  “Hold on,” I said. standing up and putting my hand down for her. “We have an employee area around back of the store. It will give you some privacy.”

  “Okay.” She grabbed the tissues and her things and followed me through the store to the back entrance.

  We walked outside and put our coats on, feeling the cold Massachusetts air. I shivered and walked over to the bench in the employee smoking area. The girl put her things down and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one and offering one to me.

  “No thanks,” I said, smiling. “What is your name by the way? I’m Kylie.”

  “Ariel,” she said. “Nice to meet you.”

  “You too,” I said kindly. “So, you messed up a couple semesters ago.”

  “Yeah.” She took a deep breath before continuing her story. “I ended up in the dean’s office being threatened with expulsion over my grades that semester. That’s when the vice president came in.”

  “Arthur,” I said.

  “Yeah,” she nodded. “They told me if I slept with them every week, they would change my grades and pass me. I didn’t know what else to do, so I agreed.”

  “Oh god, I’m so sorry,” I said, putting my hand on her shoulder.

  “It’s been terrible, and I finally had enough, so I told them no more,” I said. “I don’t know what they’re going to do now, but I’m afraid to even go back.”

  “I know how that feels, at least the beginning part of it,” I said, hugging her tightly.

  “You do?”

  “Yeah, they offered me the same thing, saying they would drop the whole fraternization thing if I slept with both of them,” I said, shuddering. “It was terrible. I can’t even imagine how you’re feeling, but I want you to know that what they’re doing is a crime, and if they’re doing it to you and me, then there are other girls.”

  “I know there are,” she said, picking up her head. “I’ve seen them coming and going before. It’s always the same. You have to wear a short skirt, heels, a low-cut top, and black stockings. That’s why the dean took a second office in the business building.”

  “I figured as much,” I said, sighing. “What would you say if I told you that it didn’t have to continue? You could stand united with me in taking them down. I have two really powerful, really trustworthy people working with me on this who can get our voices heard. You could be a seriously big part of this, and you could keep God knows how many girls in the future from going through the same thing as you. We can’t stand by and continue to let these men do this. This is one of the best colleges in the world. The president would shit herself if she found out this was happening right under her nose.”

  “There aren’t enough of us,” she whimpered. “I just can’t. If we failed, they would come after me. I have a full-ride scholarship, and my parents are just farmers. They could never afford to pay for me to go to college. I worked my whole life up to this point to go here and get this degree. If I lose it, I lose everything. I don’t want to go back with my tail between my legs, becoming a farmer like my mother. I’m supposed to graduate in two semesters.”

  “That won’t happen,” I said, smoothing her hair. “People take things like this seriously. We will be loud and make them listen to us. We can’t keep this cycle going. Too many lives will be ruined forever. Think about it. We could end this and save all of these girls.”

  “But what can just two girls versus an entire community of rich, powerful men really do?” She wiped her eyes. “It’s a great idea, but I should just keep going to school, reorder my schedule to take night classes when they aren’t there, finish, and get the hell out of Dodge. Unless they take my scholarship, but I’ll face that if it comes.”

  “No.” I shook my head. “You shouldn’t have to hide in the shadows. We can get more people involved before going forward with this. We can recruit these girls and show them they aren’t alone, that we’re here standing beside them. Don’t you feel a little better knowing you aren’t alone in all of this? Imagine how you would feel with a group of women going through the same thing. We can be powerful together. We can make a movement that will save so many women and ourselves. You won’t heal overnight, but I bet you’ll feel better knowing when you go to sleep at night, those bastards got what they deserved. You could walk the halls without fear, make mistakes without fear, and graduate with your head held high.”

  “Yeah,” she says, sniffling.

  “Look, just do this for me. Give me permission to tell your story to the two leaders and when we have enough people, I’ll come back to you,” I said. “We won’t use your name without your express permission.”

  “All right.” She took another deep breath. “You have my permission. Thank you for talking to me, and I’m sorry for what you’re going through. I hope this ends the way you want it to.”

  “Thank you, and here’s my number,” I said, picking up her phone and putting it in the contacts. “Call me day or night. Don’t hesitate, especially if anything else happens.”

  “Okay,” she said, standing up. “I’ll talk to you later.”

  I smiled and watched as she walked down the alley and out onto the sidewalk, disappearing around the corner. I pulled out my phone and dialed Ben’s number, my foot tapping anxiously. I couldn’t believe what that girl had been through, and I knew there were more like her.

  “Hey,” he said. “What’s up?”

  “I talked to Ariel, the girl you saw coming out of the dean’s office,” I said. “Her story is unbelievable. She was being forced to sleep with them in order to keep her scholarships. She had broken it off when you saw her, and now she’s scared to death. She told me I could talk to you guys about her story.”

  “Jesus,” he said. “That’s so terrible. These fucking guys deserve a serious ass kicking.”

  “They deserve a lot more than that,” I said.

  “Come over to Grant’s. I’m on my way there now,” he said. “We’ll talk about it all.”

  I hung up the phone and went back
inside, asking Piper to cover me the rest of the shift. She agreed with curiosity, but I promised I would explain everything later. I left the shop and went straight to Grant’s, smiling at Ben as I walked in. He had already gotten there. As soon as I shut the door, he took me in his arms and hugged me tightly.

  “We are going to get these assholes. I promise,” he said.

  Chapter 21

  Ben

  “So, she’s been completely terrified,” Kylie said, telling her story. “I mean this poor girl has been fucking those two old, disgusting douchebags for over two semesters. I can’t even imagine how violated she feels on a daily basis. My heart really went out to her, but at the same time, I could see how much hope it gave her knowing there was someone out there fighting for her. It makes me not afraid to take them on. We have to find more girls. This has to stop. Otherwise, it could go on for years.”

  “I just can’t believe this,” I said, standing up and rubbing my face. “It’s happening right there only a few footsteps from my office. These poor girls are being victimized, raped, and to be able to stay in school. I will not let this go.”

  “We can’t let this go,” Grant said. “Not only will it help those girls and future ones, too, it will get our names clear of this whole mess. We have to show these pompous assholes that we won’t cower under their might. They’re nothing more than twisted bullies, and this has gone on long enough.”

  “I wish I could help Ariel in the meantime,” Kylie said.

  “She’ll get the help she needs when we come forward,” Grant said with a comforting smile.

  “I knew there was something weird about how that girl ran away from me like that.” I shook my head. “I wish now that I had run after her, tried to help her.”

  “She wouldn’t have talked to you,” Kylie said. “She’s pretty much terrified of all men at this point. I think it would have made things worse. She didn’t even really open up to me until I told her I understood how she was feeling. She cried, shook, and didn’t relax into my hugs until the end, and I think that’s just because I’m a girl. She also knew who I was from the picture scandal, and I think she felt really bad for me about it. I hope they get these girls some counseling, some real counseling and not just the school therapist. This is going to damage her for a long time.”

  “How about you? How are you feeling after they talked to you?” I hadn’t even thought of Kylie’s well-being until that moment. She always seemed so strong.

  “I’m fine,” she said. “No worse than what some dudes say at a bar.”

  “Doesn’t make it okay,” Grant said.

  “True,” she said. “So, have you guys come up with a plan yet?”

  “We have,” I said, glancing over at Grant. “But it will take some help from you if you think you can go back into the office.”

  “Sure.” She shrugged. “I’ll carry mace this time just in case. What do you want me to do?”

  “We want you to go into the office with Ben and me on the phone with you—secretly of course,” Grant explained. “We want you to get them to repeat the terms of the deal and then agree to do it but not until Thursday. That will give us enough time to meet with the president and blindside them.”

  “That is a fantastic idea,” she said. “And Ariel told me exactly what they tell the girls to wear every week, so I can wear something similar and see if they mention it.”

  “Perfect,” Grant said. “I just want to make sure you are up to this.”

  “I’ll be fine, worrywart.” She smiled. “Besides, I have you two hot guys to catch me when I come out of the meeting.”

  “Always,” I said.

  Kylie looked really hot sitting there on Ben’s couch, her tight spandex pants hugging her curves. She looked over at me, and I swore I could see heat in her eyes. Part of me hoped she was thinking the same thing I was. Grant was sitting there staring at her, too, and I knew where his mind was.

  “I want to help these girls,” Grant said, “and catch these guys before they do any more harm. No one should live in fear like Ariel is, and no one should have to do something like this to keep going to school. She did her dues, kicking ass and winning that scholarship, and this disgusting display is so disappointing, especially for a school like this. I wonder how long they’ve been playing this game.”

  “One day is too long,” I said, shaking my head. “One girl is too many. They have both been at the school for decades. This could go back further than any of us really know.”

  “When the truth comes out, I’m sure more women will step forward,” Kylie said, wiggling in her seat. “On a separate note, I have to admit I am pretty turned on. Listening to you guys make a plot like this, wanting to protect me and all the other women at the school is really hot.”

  “Oh, yeah?” Grant chuckled.

  “Yeah,” she said, uncrossing her legs. “You’re like superheroes or something.”

  “Men of Steel?” I grabbed my crotch and laughed.

  “I’d like to feel that steel,” she said, pulling her pants down and off.

  She opened her legs, slipping her hand into her panties. Then, she bit her lip and watched as both Grant and I took out our cocks and started stroking them. She giggled, rubbing up and down inside her panties. I wanted to fuck her almost immediately, but watching her pleasure herself was more than erotic.

  “Take your panties off,” Grant said in a low tone.

  She pulled her panties off and tossed them on the floor, opening her legs wider. She pushed down through her folds and dipped her fingers inside, groaning as she pulled them out and up to her clit. She rubbed in circles, her tits firming and her nipples hard under her shirt.

  “Take off the rest of your clothes and ride Grant,” I said, smirking. “Until you come.”

  “I like that idea,” she said, standing up and pulling her shirt off.

  She walked quietly across the room and pulled his hands away from his cock. She straddled him, grabbing hold of his shaft and slowly sliding down. She leaned her head back as she reached the bottom and put her hands on his chest. He pulled his arms behind his head and looked down at her body as her hips started to grind against him. She moaned loudly, her clit rubbing against his abdomen, her hips moving up and down every few moments.

  “You like that?” I stroked my cock harder, slipping my pants off.

  “Yeah,” she growled.

  “Faster,” I ordered.

  She reached back and held onto his thighs as she jutted her hips forward and moved faster. Grant lowered his hands and rubbed them down her body, stopping for a moment to tweak her nipples. She screamed out in ecstasy, moving faster and faster, her eyes clenched shut.

  “Yeah,” she screamed. “Yeah, I’m gonna come.”

  Grant grabbed her hips and pushed her down hard on his cock as she gyrated her pussy against him. She thrust her chest forward and leaned back, screaming as she reached her climax. I could see her muscles twitching from the waves of pleasure that rolled through her. As the orgasm began to dissolve, Grant pulled her up and grabbed her face, kissing her mouth and pulling away.

  “Now do the same on Ben,” he ordered.

  “Mmmm,” she said, smiling and lifting off Grant and walking toward me.

  I leaned back in my chair and put my hands out, turning her around to face forward. She sat down slowly, guiding my dick through her sopping wet pussy. She opened her legs and straddled me, putting her palms down on my thighs. Her hips began to rotate, and I groaned, feeling her juices running down my shaft. She pushed her ass back and forth on me, giggling in delight as my cock slipped slightly out and back into her. I grabbed her waist and bounced her up and down for a moment, feeling every inch of her tight pussy wrapped around my shaft.

  I wanted to feel her come, to feel the squeeze of her pussy, so I let go and leaned forward, sliding my fingers over her clit. I began rubbing fast and hard, biting lightly into her back. She gripped down on my thighs and shook her body against me, lifting up and sitting bac
k down hard and fast.

  “God,” she screamed out. “I can’t believe I’m so close already.”

  “That’s right, baby. Come for me, all over my big cock,” I whispered.

  She bounced faster and faster, my fingers increasing in speed as her body did. She dug her nails into my legs as her body began to tense again. She lifted her head and moaned long and loud as her pussy twitched and clenched against my cock. I could feel the explosion of juices running down and over my balls. She jolted back and forth on top of me for several seconds before slowing down, laughter coming through the heavy breaths. I leaned up and pursed my lips by her ear.

  “Go suck Grant’s dick. I’ll be right back,” I whispered.

  She turned her head and looked at me, biting her bottom lip with a smile. She got up and walked over in front of Grant, getting down on her knees and grabbing his shaft. I lifted myself out of the chair and grabbed my bag that still had the lube in the front pouch from the last time. I squirted some into my palm and rubbed it up and down my shaft as I approached her. I kneeled behind her and pulled her ass forward, rubbing more on her for comfort. I raised up on my knees and pushed inside of her, listening to her gasp before throwing her head back down on Grant.

  Her ass pulsated as I slowly slid all the way in and held it there for several moments. I pulled back out and then in again, quickening my pace slightly. Grant grabbed the back of her head and started to move her faster and faster, watching her deep throating him. He squirmed in his chair, lifting his hips up as she drove back down. He groaned loudly, wrapping his hand through her long hair and biting his bottom lip.