“Nope,” Allen smiled. “The same ones we did as kids. And I eat a bowl of cereal while I do it.”
“Are you wearing cotton pajamas with cartoon print on them?”
“I’m not that bad,” he laughed. “Usually just a tank and boxer briefs.”
“I like a man in boxer briefs,” I teased. Suddenly, we were in the elevator chamber, kissing once again. The doors were swinging open on all sides as we stood in the center.
“You want to see my boxers now?” Allen asked. He looked like he was trying to be coy about it; however, I couldn’t help but to think his wording was hilarious. “Why are you laughing?”
“Really, Allen?” I laughed. “That’s your best pickup line?”
“I know,” he said bashfully. There was something undeniably charming about this tall, muscular nerd standing in front of me. Our hands were clasped together as we spoke. “We shouldn’t be doing any more than this either way.”
“Any more than what?” I asked while leaning into Allen. I stood on my tiptoes to give him a kiss on the lips.
“That!” he said before grabbing me under his arms. He lifted me high into the air and walked us into an elevator. Then, despite the people standing around us, he began to kiss me wildly.
“I love newlyweds!” exclaimed an older woman who was standing next to us. “You two look so adorable!”
“Oh, we’re not married,” I said.
“Not yet!” Allen teased. “I’m asking her to marry me tomorrow, but don’t say anything.”
“Darling, are you drunk?” asked the older woman. “She can hear you!”
“Hear what?” I said loudly.
“She’s deaf on this side,” Allen said in a hushed tone. The woman patted him on the head as she and the rest of the people in the elevator exited. As soon as the doors closed, we both burst into a fit of laughter.
“What was that?” I asked.
“Just a little fun,” he smiled before kissing me again. We nearly missed the door opening on our floor. However, Allen moved his arm forward and blocked the door from closing on us.
He carried me down to their room at the end of the hall. Somehow, he managed to pull his key out of his pocket, swipe it through the port, and open the door, all while holding me in his arms.
Their suite wasn’t as lavish as ours, but it still was very charming and had a prime view of the strip. Even as we entered the dark room, I could see rows of sparkling lights that made Vegas so famous.
Allen sat me down on the bed and kissed against my neck. My arms reached upward and grabbed his biceps. They were like two, hard, meaty boulders resting on his arms. As he pressed his lips deeper into me, I could feel the effects of his five o’clock shadow grazing my tender skin. This only turned me on more. Allen had grown from the boy I once crushed on to the man who was driving me wild.
I felt his fingers come under my dress. They pulled down my thong in one swoop. Suddenly, I was exposed to him as he made his way down my body. His touch was calculated and strong. Each movement was made in order to maximize my pleasure– and it was working.
Allen’s lips touch the warm crease between my legs. He took his finger and spread me apart. Then came his tongue. Slick, fast movement sent shivers down my spine. He knew exactly what he was doing. Not only that, but he seemed to love every moment of it.
Lap after lap, I felt my sensitivity building. Allen curled himself to his knees and pulled out his cock. He began to stroke himself as he continued to work on me with his mouth. I reached down to assist him. Allen’s meat was warm, thick, and rock hard.
That was when he tumbled to the other side of the bed and dug through his black suitcase. He emerged triumphantly with a condom in his hands. Like a pro, he tore it in half and rolled the rubber onto his cock.
Then he kissed me again, making me feel like the only girl that ever mattered to him in the world. His cock found my opening and pushed inside of me. Allen’s pumping was gentle, yet fantastic. Each stroke was perfectly fitted to my body.
Just as I couldn’t take anymore, neither could he. Our breathing became intense and heated. I felt his fingers dig into my thigh as his cock pulsed inside of me.
“Ah!” Allen groaned, as he pulled out and tossed the condom aside. My skin became wet as jets of his come sprang onto me. This was just enough rawness to help me finish. I felt Allen pull down again and press his tongue inside of me. With quick flicks of his tongue on my clit, my entire body was soon I flooded with pleasure.
“You are absolutely gorgeous,” he said as he pushed himself on top of me. I was still panting from my orgasm as we kissed again. A cool sweat was still clinging to our bodies.
“I can’t believe this just happened,” I giggled.
“Why do you say that?”
“Everyone knows that I had the biggest crush on you in high school.”
“Me?” Allen asked, surprised.
“Yes, you!”
“Before or after we kissed on prom night?”
“Way before that.”
“How long?”
“Try, freshman year.”
“Freshman year?” Allen asked in disbelief.
“How did you not know that?” I asked. “I could barely hold a sentence together around you.”
“Jill, all I know is,” Allen said while looking me in the eyes. “If had had the slightest inkling that you liked me, I would have felt like the luckiest kid in the town.”
The moment was perfection. Somehow, I had received heartache and brevity all within a two-day span. I started to think about my life with Allen in high school. We were both so young and inexperienced. College had done wonders to him. I, on the other hand, had been chasing an unobtainable professor, and, consequently, making a fool out of myself over it.
Suddenly, the door beeped from an access key and swung open. Foreign light from the hallway flooded the suite. I saw the outline of a muscular man standing in the doorway. When the light flicked on, I realized who I was looking at.
“Ut oh!” joked Cade as he stumbled into the room. “What did I just walk in on?”
“We’re all zipped up,” Allen lied as he pulled the covers over our entangled bodies. I hit him playfully over the comment. Then I noticed my thong sitting next to him and quickly grabbed it before Cade could take notice.
“I think I better get going,” I said.
“Don’t mind me!” Cade said as he wobbled into the bathroom. “I’m drunk!” Then he partially shut the door behind him. Allen and I laughed a little as we continued to cuddle in the bed.
“So, do you have a date to the wedding?” Allen asked.
“No,” I replied. “What about you? Have a pretty girl that you’re bringing?”
“Hopefully,” Allen said. At first, my heart sank when I thought of him with another girl. Then, when I looked into his eyes, I could see whom he was talking about. “Want to be my date?”
“Hope the pretty girl doesn’t mind,” I joked, warmly. We both giggled as Allen leaned in and kissed me. That only made me want to stay longer, but I knew that Penny would be angry that I left them for as long as I did.
“See you tomorrow?” he asked as I started to put my clothes back over myself.
“You better,” I replied as I stepped back into my heels and headed out the door.
Change of Direction
The next day came and went faster than I wanted it to. I spent the morning with the hungover girls before finding Allen again in the casino. He took me to the aquarium, then the roller coaster, and finally, to a lovely dinner.
I felt bad for not spending more time with Mairead (especially since Penny was sending me hateful messages on my phone, claiming that I had ditched her), so Allen and I split it once again to join our friends after the meal.
We had an early flight out the next morning, so most of us didn’t drink much that night before. By that, I mean, everyone except for Leslie. She became so drunk that she woke up in the morning remembering nothing from the bachelore
tte party weekend.
“Does Leslie always party this hard?” Penny asked Mairead as we heard the muffled sound of her vomiting in the bathroom.
“Her boyfriend just broke up with her,” Mairead explained. “They were engaged.”
“That’s terrible,” I said. Suddenly, there was an entirely new dimension to the drunken girl in the bathroom. When I heard her heaving again, I stepped away from the door.
“She can’t drive,” I said.
“I know,” Mairead sighed. “I’ll have to take her back in her car.”
“I’ll go with you,” I volunteered.
“No you won’t!” Penny said as she stamped her feet.
“Why not?” I asked.
“You bought plane tickets!” Penny said while sounding annoyed with me. “Don’t you remember?”
“Yes, I do,” I said calmly. “But I’m not going to leave Mairead here to deal with her. Plus, I’m fine with losing the money, but I’m sure that the airline will give me some sort of credit.”
“Ugh!” Penny said as he grabbed her bags and placed them next to Mairead’s in the room.
“What are you huffed about?” I asked her.
“Fine, I’ll cancel my ticket, too!” Penny groaned.
“Road trip!” Mairead yelled. As the bellman came and collected our bags onto the cart, I started to feel excited as well.
Road Trippers
“So,” Mairead said as she looked over to me in the passenger’s seat as we drove down the desert highway. “Is there anything you’d like to tell us?”
“Like what?” I felt caught off guard by her question.
“I don’t know,” she said, coyly. “Meet any boys– or old acquaintances– this weekend?”
“Cade told you?” I gasped.
“Of course he did!” Mairead giggled. “He never keeps secrets from me.”
“Good to know,” I said, looking out the window.
“What is she talking about?” Penny asked as she sat forward in the backseat. Leslie, who had been sleeping against her arm, fell a few inches before she blinked a few times, and switched sides to lean against.
“Allen Dunbar!” said Mairead.
“What?” Penny exclaimed. “Is that who you were with while you ditched us?”
“Lighten up, Penny,” I said. “I didn’t ditch you.”
“I thought you were planning something nice for Mairead with the boys.”
“I’m sorry, Mairead,” I said in a playful manner. “I was chasing boys and not planning you a surprise party.”
“How can I ever forgive you?” Mairead joked in a funny sounding voice.
“What was that?” I laughed.
“Southern accent?” Mairead said.
“Not quite,” I said. Then she and I started to laugh so hard that tears came out of our eyes.
“So, you finally fucked Allen Dunbar,” Penny said, plainly. “Good for you.”
“Maybe,” I said.
“Good for you...” Penny said. I couldn’t tell what she was trying to prove, but I decided to stop the tension.
“Look, Penny,” I said as I turned around in my seat. “I’m sorry. I know that you planned this awesome party with an amazing room, and everything didn’t go as planned. However, to be completely honest, I had the time of my life. What about you Mairead.”
“Oh yes!” she said nodding. “I don’t think I’ll have the opportunity to live that lavishly in Las Vegas ever again.”
“Did you guys really have fun?” Penny asked.
“Of course we did,” I smiled at her.
“Okay!” Penny said as she clapped her hands. “That’s all that I wanted. Now turn on the raid to something I can dance to!”
“Perfect!” Mairead shouted as she attached the auxiliary cable to her phone. Soon, music was blaring throughout the car. “I’m getting married tomorrow! I can’t believe it!”
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The next couple of hours went by with the help of us singing to some of our favorite songs from high school. It was corny, but to us, it was the stuff that made our friendships strong. Somehow, Leslie slept through the entire thing.
“Welcome, ladies,” said the guard at the front gate to the Mayville Estates. We all waved to him as we drove into the downtown district. That was when I heard someone stirring in the back of my seat.
“What did I miss?” Leslie asked with a yawn.
“You’re just in time,” Penny said, gleefully. “We’re almost there!”
“Woo!” shouted Leslie. “Las Vegas!”
“You do know that we just left Vegas, right?” Penny asked her.
“What do you mean?” Leslie asked with a foggy expression. Then she perked up a bit. “Wait, did I dance with a shirtless stripper.”
“You did!’ Mairead said.
“I thought that was a dream!” Leslie said while sounding somehow accomplished.
“We’re here!” Mairead said as she pulled up to the driveway of her aunt and uncle’s house. “I wonder if the boys are back.”
I saw the front door open and Mairead’s aunt– also Cade’s mom– Alice, stepped onto the front lawn. She smiled as she jumped up and down at our arrival.
“Hi, Aunt Alice!” Mairead said as she stepped out of the car.
“Hey, girls!” she said. “Did you have fun? Oh, wait, what happens there must stay there, right?”
“Not if you didn’t even see a cock,” hiccupped Leslie as she stumbled on the driveway. Alice gave the messy blonde a concerned look before glancing upward at me.
“Oh, I have a surprise for you, Jill,” Alice smiled.
“For me?” I asked, bashfully.
“Yes,” Alice said with a giddy expression. “He wanted to surprise you.”
“Who did?” I asked. That was when I saw him walking through the open door. He was wearing a crisp, short-sleeved shirt and black slacks like he usually did. His face on turned his famous, handsome grin.
“Hello, Jill,” said Walker. My knees buckled, and I felt as though I was going to faint.
Unfortunate Meetings
“This isn’t good,” said Penny, who was standing directly behind me. Alice’s happy face turned flat when she saw how upset the other girls were by the professor’s appearance.
“Maybe we should go inside, ladies,” said Alice as she grabbed onto Leslie’s arm to keep her from falling over.
“Surprise!” Walker said as the girls headed into the house and closed the door behind them. “Your friend Mairead’s aunt is extremely sweet. I called the number on the wedding invitation you left in the geology library, and Alice answered. She has been such a gracious host and helped me get in those guarded gates at the front. These are some expensive houses... did you grow up here, too?”
“What are you doing here, Walker?” I asked while ignoring his casual demeanor.
“I wanted to say that I’m sorry,” he explained.
“For leading me on?” I asked. “Or for showing up here unannounced?”
“You invited me!”
“That was before you rejected me. At that point, you became uninvited.”
“Is that how you feel?” he asked. “Am I uninvited?”
“I don’t know, Walker,” I said. “That last time I checked, you didn’t care about what I felt.”
“I do care about you, Jill,” he said stepping closer to me. Then he put his hand on my arm.
“Don’t touch me,” I said as I twisted my arm away from him.
“Why, baby?” he asked as he stepped closer to me. “You always liked when we did things rough.”
“That’s a past tense phrase,” I said.
“Don’t be so cold,” he said. “I drove all the way out here to be with you, and it’s not fair for you to just turn me away.”
“You don’t want to be here when the photographs are taken during the wedding,” I said. “They will be posted online for everyone to see that you were here with me.”
“That’s right, I’m here for you,�
�� Walker said. “None of that other bullshit matters, baby.” I looked into his steel blue eyes. They reminded me how cold hearted he could be. Suddenly, I could see behind them.
“You were fired, weren’t you?” I asked. He froze for a moment, which let me know that I had struck a vital artery.
“It wasn’t like that,” Walker said, as he looked frustrated.
“They found out about us, didn’t they?” I asked. “What gave it away? The invitation? A leftover piece of clothing? A hidden camera?”
“None of those!” he shouted.
“Then, what was it, Walker?” I mocked. “I thought you were so careful!”
“Somehow the dean of sciences found out,” he said. “Maybe you told someone? I will forgive you if you did.”
“I didn’t say anything,” I told him. We were at a standstill when the right question came to my mind. “How many girls were you fucking, Walker?”
“Shut your mouth!”
“Two more? Five more?”
“I said to shut up!”
“Wow, did you fuck every girl in the class?” I was heated after knowing that he was sleeping around. Never before had I felt like such a fool. I wanted to cut him deep. “What about the boys, Walker? Were you with them in the library, and screwing them, too?”
“You fucking cunt!” he yelled as his arm pulled backward. I felt it cut through the air and strike me across the face. The impact stung with force. My legs gave out, and I fell onto the concrete.
I held my hand up to my face to see if any swelling had occurred. It felt like a million bees had taken to one spot on my cheekbone. I felt terrified of the man towering above. His face was menacing and anger filled.
The sound of a revving engine boomed from down the street. I could see the red truck moving swiftly toward us. Even before it could make a complete stop, the door flung open. Allen leapt out of the car and charged up the driveway.
“Hey, fucker!” he yelled. Just as Walker turned around, Allen’s fist swung into his face. It didn’t matter how athletic Walker was, Allen’s rage overpowered him. I saw Walker’s feet tumble backward as he hit hard on the concrete.
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