School, Sex and Secrets (School, Sex and Secrets #1)

by Sheila Michelle

  “Tell you that I’m the one who sent her the first video? Yeah, it was me,” he confessed with a mischievous grin. “I couldn’t let you see that I was at Sparkle that night because I had a feeling that Brad was meeting up with you since you told me that’s where you always liked to go almost every Friday and Saturday. Marc is actually the one who told me that him and Brad were going there that night, but he didn’t tell me that they were going there to meet up with you and Ava. You see how much of a pussy your new man is? He wasn’t man enough to tell me that he was the one who was now in a secret relationship with you, but he wasn’t even thinking about the fact that I could’ve showed up at the club that night, which I did, and video record the two of you getting down and dirty with each other out on that dance floor and then sending it to Lisa.” He looked at his phone as he touched a few buttons. He put the video of me dancing with Brad at Sparkle in my face. “Look at you, Vanessa!”

  “I saw the video, John! Lisa showed it to me!” I reminded him as I looked down at the floor.

  He shook his head as he continued to look at it. “With your skank ass backed all up on some other girl’s man’s dick, bouncing it like a whore! Yeah, you whores love teasing our dicks, don’t you? And I’m ashamed to admit that even though we fucked a lot, I felt that mine was teased by you most of all because this first video showed me what kind of person you really are that you would dance like that in public with a guy that you knew had a girlfriend. You have no shame for what you do and how you affect people’s lives — I don’t know how people like you and Brad sleep at night, but then again, people with no conscience about what they do usually sleep just fine.”

  I stared at him. I just couldn’t believe this. He had known about us all along. “I do have a conscience, John, and so does Brad. Why do you think I couldn’t tell you the real reason why I ended the secret relationship that I was in with you to get into one with Brad? I was worried about you being mad at me and hating me for it. But if you knew about me seeing him all along, John, how come you didn’t confront me or him about it? Why did you wait until we officially became a couple? I mean, why bring it up now?”

  “Why not? Like you or Brad really reached out to me to let me know that you two were now seeing each other in secret; people with a real conscience would’ve done that no matter what, so fuck your conscience and Brad’s! I knew you were full of shit, Vanessa, when you said that you just wanted to end things between the two of us because you just wanted the both of us to be free — I knew there was some other guy behind it, but I have to admit that I didn’t think it was gonna be Brad. I actually started watching the way the two of you would interact with each other and saw for myself just how much more you two were talking, but he wasn’t talking to me about you — but I know he was to Marc. He thought he was being slick, but I had the two of you on my radar from the start. I gave you a chance that night when I sent Lisa that first video to tell me the real reason why you broke off our secret relationship, and you still lied to me. I mean, damn, you actually had sex with me to keep the secret of the real reason why you ended our secret relationship; I guess you really felt that protecting Brad was worth it, huh?”

  I shook my head as I sighed. “I can’t believe that you knew about us, John, but you still made me have sex with you that night.”

  “And you proved to me that you would do anything to protect your new secret lover, now new man — am I right?”

  I continued to stare down at the floor. I couldn’t get myself to look at him because it confirmed what I knew all along — it was all about control to him and he had that over me . . . but not anymore.

  “You know, Lisa started watching the two of you as well, especially after I sent her that first video of the two of you at Sparkle that first night. She didn’t know that it was me who sent it to her, but she told me that she was coming with Brad there every time he decided to go there from now on because she knew that you were more than likely gonna be there because he never liked going there before. You two had two people already on to your asses and you didn’t even know it!”

  I sighed as I continued to stare down at the floor. “Well, I knew that Lisa was on to me, and she confirmed that when we talked out in the parking lot on Friday after her and Brad broke up. I have to admit, John, that I had no idea that you knew about us from the start. I still wish that you would’ve talked to me about how you felt instead of pretending like you didn’t know what was going on with Brad and me.”

  “And try and talk you into getting back into a secret relationship with me? No thanks. You showed me your true colors, Vanessa, so I can never feel the same about you.”

  My head continued to hang in shame. He really made me feel bad about what I did, but I wasn’t expecting for him not to make me feel bad in the least bit.

  “And you better know this about your new man — he cheats, but I’m sure you already know that since he was cheating on Lisa with you. In reality, you’re no different from Lisa just because you’re his new girlfriend now, Vanessa, so don’t even think for a second that you are. The secret may be over with between the two of you secretly seeing each other, but your problems are just beginning with Brad since you’re officially his new girlfriend.”

  I stared at him as it took everything out of me not to smack the shit out of him. Brad was known to cheat on Lisa, and I didn’t expect for him to be perfect. But deep down inside, I knew that John was right — if he cheated on Lisa then I knew that he was gonna do it to me, it seemed inevitable. “I have to go, John. Please unlock the door now.”

  He continued to stare at me. He raised his right hand up, and then slowly ran one finger down the middle of my chest. “It’s too bad we can’t continue what we had,” he said while he shook his head and stared at my chest. He glared up at me. “You know, it’s amazing to me that I could be good enough for you to suck and fuck in secret, but not be good enough to be your boyfriend all out in the open.”

  I stared down at the floor; I didn’t know what to say. “John, please. I have to go,” I squeaked out.

  “Isn’t there something else that you’d like to know?” he asked me with an evil grin.

  I looked at him. “What?”

  “I think you know what it is, Vanessa.”

  I continued to look at him because I really didn’t wanna know anything else since I felt that all of these secrets were now out in the open . . . and then it hit me — the texts and the roses! “Uh . . . yeah, there is something that I’d like to know, John. Was it really you that sent me those secret texts that I couldn’t reply back to because it said that you couldn’t be found? Also, have you been putting a red rose in my car vase since that’s what you used to give me every time we secretly got together? I mean, since all of these secrets have been out in the open since Friday night, you might as well confess to what you’ve been doing, too.”

  He laughed! And then gave me a very serious look. “I’m only gonna say this one last time, Vanessa. I’m not the one whose been sending you those secret texts or putting a rose in your car vase, so don’t ever mention them to me ever again!” he angrily replied.

  I stared at him as I started to shake. An unexplained feeling began to come over me, and it scared me. I believed him; I really did. “Okay, John. I won’t ask you anymore about them — I’m serious.”

  He continued to stare at me. “Getting back to what I thought that you’d like to know; I thought that you’d like know that it wasn’t me who sent you that second video of you and Brad smooching in the school parking lot.”

  I gasped! “Well, who did? Do you know?”

  He shrugged. “Could’ve been anyone, Vanessa, but it wasn’t me. Maybe someone else out there besides Lisa has a problem with you and Brad, too, and if they do, your secret was an even bigger problem than what you initially thought it was. Thought that I was the only person fucking with you? Well, that second video is proof that I wasn’t. Oh, and don’t forget about those secret texts that you’ve been receiving because chan
ces are, the person who sent you that second video is the same person whose sending you those texts.”

  I gasped again! I never thought that there could quite possibly be another person out there who could have some secret hate for me because of me being in the secret relationship with John, and then getting into one with Brad. I couldn’t shake the fact that John was more than likely telling the truth about this. “I gotta go, John.”

  He stared at me as he took the key out of his pocket, unlocked the door, and opened it. “Go.”

  I bolted out of the room and walked fast down the hall without looking back. I wiped tears from my eyes because I did feel bad about not talking to him about ending our secret relationship for Brad, but I just did that, and felt a ton of weight had been lifted off of me. I could tell that he didn’t like me anymore, if that wasn’t any indication of the name-calling and just flat-out disrespect, but in lots of ways, I expected him to be like this. I always thought of him as a really nice guy, but just didn’t want him as a boyfriend; I just couldn’t explain it. A part of me still felt bad about doing what I did, but like I told him, what’s done is done. The secret was over, like he said, and I just wanna concentrate on my new, open relationship with Brad because despite what he said about how my relationship with Brad won’t be any different than how it was when he was with Lisa, I was willing to make it work out for the best. But he was right that there could be another person who obviously didn’t like the fact that I was in a secret relationship with him and Brad, and now I’m Brad’s girlfriend. Those texts told me a lot, and it was obvious that this person knew that I was involved with both of them in secret at one point because of them stalking me. I was on a mission to find out who this was because just like how my secret relationship with Brad was blown wide open by Lisa, this person’s secret identity was gonna be blown wide open by me! But the rose I was still confused about, if it wasn’t John putting them into my car.

  I walked back into the library and sat down at my desk as I breathed a sigh of relief. I noticed how there were less than ten minutes before next period. I got on my phone and texted Ava about my talk with John, and told her that I would tell her everything at lunch and I wanted to have it off campus today. She replied and said that was fine and she couldn’t wait to hear what I had to say. Then, I texted Brad and told him that I wanted to have lunch today off campus as well because I couldn’t take all the stares that I knew that the both of us would be getting during it and I wanted to eat in peace. He texted me back and said that was fine. What I didn’t tell him was that I’d talked to John this period — I wanted to wait until lunch to tell him that.

  CHAPTER 18

  As Brad drove me home from school, we held hands as we talked about the most interesting day that I’ve ever had at school . . . ever.

  “Well, I guess I can say that I was wrong in thinking that John wasn’t gonna talk to me for a while,” he said with a grin.

  I looked at him. “You’re kidding, Brad!”

  “I’m not. He walked right up to me at my locker at the end of the day — minutes before you came up to me — and just said that he had no hard feelings about us being together.”

  I smirked. “Well, I don’t know about all that. The way he damn-near cussed me out in that storage room has me convinced otherwise.”

  He chuckled. “Well, that’s what he said. But I agree with you; I’m not a hundred percent convinced of it, either. We shook hands and everything, and Marc, Ken, Zac, as well as others, were witnesses to it. I guess he didn’t wanna look like a hater anymore because before that, he hadn’t talked to me the entire day.”

  “Hmmm. Well, that’s good that he wanted to finally talk to you, but I just don’t think he’s being a hundred percent sincere. But I guess it’ll pass with him being upset. Maybe he’ll find another girl to get involved with, if he isn’t secretly already seeing one because of that lipgloss you found in his car.”

  “Exactly. Maybe he isn’t seeing her anymore. But he obviously lied about not having an interest in any girls at our school, but then again, maybe she went to a different school, who knows?”

  I sighed. “Yeah, who knows? And I really don’t care.”

  He laughed. “Neither do I. But it was definitely confirmed that you were the only one that he really had an interest in at our school, but you’re mine now.”

  I smiled with a nod. “And I’m yours.”

  We kissed at a stoplight.

  A few minutes later, we pulled up into my driveway; my mom’s car was in it.

  “Well, it looks like you’ll be meeting my mom for today,” I said.

  He smiled. “I look forward to it.”

  We both got out of the car and walked up to my house.

  I opened the door. “MOM!” I yelled as we walked in.

  Apollo, our three-year-old pure-bred Rottweiler, came charging around the corner and jumped up on Brad as he licked him all over his face.

  “Apollo! Knock it off! That’s enough kisses!” I said with a grin.

  Brad laughed as he continued to pet Apollo as he continued to lick him all over his face. “That’s okay. He’s a good boy and gorgeous.”

  I smiled. “Just like you, baby.”

  He blushed. “Thank you.”

  We walked towards the kitchen where my mom was at as Apollo continued to run and leap at us as we did.

  My mom looked up from reading a magazine; her eyes got big as did her smile as she got up.

  “Mom, this is Brad Johnston, my new boyfriend.”

  She smiled big at him as she shook his hand. “Hi, Brad. Nice to meet you.”

  “Nice to meet you, too, Mrs. Ellis,” Brad replied with a smile.

  “Such a gorgeous young man, Vanessa. You lucky girl!”

  “Mom,” I said as I grinned at Brad.

  Brad blushed. “Thank you.”

  “I’m going over his house in a few minutes; I’ll be back in a few hours,” I told her.

  “Take your time,” she said with a big smile.

  We all laughed as we walked to the front door.

  “Well, I better get going. I’ll see you later, Vanessa. Nice meeting you again, Mrs. Ellis,” he said.

  “Nice meeting you, too, dear,” she replied with a smile.

  I let Brad out and then shut the door. My mom and I watched him as he walked to his car.

  “Such a gorgeous, nice young man. And he drives a luxury sports car, too?! He does have it all so honey, please don’t blow this!”

  I laughed. “Mom, I have no intentions on ever blowing this!”

  We laughed, but I meant well.

  I sat in Brad’s recreation room while I watched him play video games.

  “So, what did your mom say about me?”

  “She said that you’re a nice, gorgeous young man that does have it all — and told me not to blow it.”

  He laughed as he blushed once again. “She’s really cool. And I can see where you get your beautiful looks from.”

  I smiled at him, and then laid my head on him. “Thanks, baby.”

  He put down the game controller and switched it back to regular TV. He then put his arm around me and kissed me on my forehead. “I already love us being officially together.”

  “So do I,” I said with a smile. “It feels so good not having to be in secret anymore.”

  “It does,” he replied with a smile. He sighed. “I have to admit, though, that it was pretty rough today seeing Lisa. Like I said at lunch, even though I said hi to her — just trying to keep things cool between us — she looked like she wanted to kill me. But we don’t need to be with each other anymore, and Friday night proved that.”

  I nodded with a smile as he turned towards me and started kissing me. I knew what this was gonna lead to, but now I didn’t care. I was his and he was mine, and it felt so good to be over his house and not have to worry about whether or not Lisa would show up . . . or John.

  He took me by the hand and we went upstairs to his bedroom. We started kis
sing more as we slowly sat on his bed. I got on top of him as we still kissed while I ran my fingers through his beautiful, shiny dark hair. I took off my top while I was still on top of him and threw it on the floor. He unhooked my bra and laid it right next to my top, and then started sucking on my tits and then kissed me all over my body. He smiled as he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, and I stood up to get myself out of them.

  “Damn, baby, you look so fuckin’ good in a G-string!” he said.

  “Thank you. You know how much I love wearing them for you, and not accidentally pulling a worn pair out of my purse at a club,” I said with a grin.

  He laughed. “And I got very hard when I saw them again because it reminds me of moments like what we’re having right now,” he replied, as he removed my G-string. He pulled me up on his face and began giving me the best oral sex between my legs as the warmth of his tongue gently massaged the hot spot of the hot spot and all around it while the softness of his hands slowly caressed my legs back and forth.

  “Shit, Brad! This feels so fuckin’ good!” I said. I moved slowly back and forth on top of his face as I started to breathe heavier and heavier. Seconds later, I let him hear it loud and clear how good it’d felt.

  I got off of him. I took off his pants since he already had his shirt off.

  “Like I said before, I love hearing how good I make you feel,” he said with a grin.

  “And I don’t hold it back, nor do I fake it!” I laughed.

  “I hope not!” he said while he laughed as got on top of me. “Now, I wanna make love to you. You’re my girl, so it’s not just sex to me anymore.”

  “It’s not to me, either,” I replied with a smile.

  He put a condom on and then went inside of me slowly as he smiled at me; I smiled back. He kissed me as he moved inside of me back and forth in a slow motion, and then started going a little faster. I started getting loud because it was feeling so good. He then turned me over and went inside of me from behind. “Damn, you feel so good,” he said as he breathed heavy.