3 comments/ 32707 views/ 3 favorites Life’s Strange Turns Ch. 03-04 By: deadeye_76 Chapter 3. Dec 29th, 1999 ***** Jennifer ***** I woke to the sounds of people moving around. I couldn't quite place it. Then, when I came fully awake I realized that it was the sound of footsteps on the floor directly over me and I remembered where I was. I was in Dennis' bed. I was on my side facing the wall so I rolled over and saw that Dennis was gone. I listened and could hear people talking and moving around what sounded like the kitchen. Then Dennis came back in. He moved over to the bed and sat down next to me. I kept my body covered. He leaned over and kissed me lightly on the lips. "Hey, beautiful. Sleep well?" "Too well. I should have been out of here last night." "Sorry. We both fell asleep and when I woke up about 3am, I figured it best not to wake you then." "That would have been preferable to now. How do I get out of here?" Dennis got close to me. "Well, there are two choices. First, you could just leave the way we came in and go around the house to your car and drive away. The second choice is that, since they already know someone is here and would see you sneak out; you could just come upstairs and have breakfast." I thought about it. Damn! I didn't feel really like walking upstairs and meeting his family with something like 'Hello, I'm the slut that just spent the night with your son. We've been downstairs fucking!' I took a deep breath and looked at him. He did look very nice in just a robe. "They know I'm down here?" "Hard to miss that car out front." "Shit! I don't think I can do that." Dennis smiled. "I understand. I wish it could have been different. But I definitely want to see you again." He leaned over and kissed me on the lips. "... and again." He kissed me again. Fuck! This guy was too good. He was making me feel guilty about leaving, he was turning me on, and he was making me really like him. "No, I can't do that. I'm going to go. Just let me get dressed and I'm out of here." He looked deep into my eyes and I again felt it to my toes. "You can just leave if you want. I still want to see you." I looked around. "Where are my clothes?" He looked over to the closet. "Oh, I almost forgot. I hung them up in the closet." I looked at him for a second. "Can you give me a couple of minutes?" He looked at me for a second. "Uh... sure. I'll wait in the other room. Just come out whenever you get ready." I quickly dressed, tried to make myself a little presentable, but I was hoping not to see anyone at all while leaving or on the way home. I met him out there and he put his arms around me. He looked into my eyes and kissed me again. It was a tender kiss, and I felt it more than I wanted to admit. When he pulled back and let me go, I smiled up at him. "Snake charmer!" Then I was out the door. I rushed to my car and drove home quickly. When I got home, my mother was in the kitchen. I guess she didn't know that I hadn't come home because she seemed surprised to see me and her eyebrows arched at my appearance. "Looks like the date went well." The sarcasm was dripping. "Please, mom. No questions. I'm tired and need a shower." "Yeah, I bet!" "Mom!" "Okay. See you in a few." I headed upstairs and got ready for another day. Dec 30th, 1999 ***** Jennifer ***** I got a call from Dennis the next day. He wanted me to come to his house for New Year's. His family always threw a large party. I tried to say no, but I couldn't. I really wanted to call back and ask him to meet me today. I wanted to see him again... now. But I didn't, thinking that the off day might change my perspective a little. It didn't. Dec 31th, 1999 I arrived at Dennis house at 8pm. Since it was a party I dressed up in a nice burgundy dress. However, I dressed not just for the party. I had also dressed for a more private display that I hoped to give. When I saw Dennis he stared at me hungrily and I felt it all the way to my toes... and everywhere in between. They started the party around 8pm because it always ran late. There were about 30 people there, three of whom were the women in Dennis' life: his mother and two sisters. I was not looking forward to this. I knew they would know that I was the one who snuck out the other morning. The three of them were in the kitchen preparing some things when Dennis led me in there. They all turned when they heard us enter. "Everyone, this is Jennifer Hausman. Jennifer, this is my Mom and my sisters, Jessica and Susan." They all turned. His mother smiled broadly. "Welcome, Jennifer. I'm Emily Johnson. We've heard nice things about you." Susan looked at me. "Yeah, it was nice to almost meet you the other morning." I could feel my face flush. "Susan!" Mrs. Johnson reprimanded her. Jessica came forward to shake my hand. "Don't worry about her. I would have done the same thing. I mean that's definitely not the way to meet the family of a boyfriend for the first time. In any case, it's good to meet you. You look nice." She smiled and seemed genuine. I thought about what she said. Would I consider him a boyfriend? We had only just met 9 or 10 days ago and had sex once. But I did feel closer to him than any other man I had ever dated. I kept hold of his arm. "Thanks. I was... ummm... a little embarrassed." "Don't worry about it." His mother patted me on the arm in that manner that all mothers have. Dennis put his arm around me to break the awkwardness and get me out of there. "Okay, enough of that, you can interrogate her later. I want to introduce her to the rest of the crowd." Dennis introduced me to a lot of the neighbors and family friends that were in attendance. We wandered around, enjoying some champagne and hors d'oeuvres. Everyone was friendly except for one young woman, a nearby neighbor, who I could tell was a 'former' or a 'wannabe' of Dennis. She was definitely cool towards me and made sure to touch Dennis whenever she was around. She also laughed a little too loudly at his jokes and fawned like he was a god. UGH! She was so annoying I thought I might have to strangle her. The party was fun and the family friends were all very nice to me. We had the obligatory midnight toast and everyone kissed their significant other. Dennis kissed me hard. I started getting that tingle that I like so much in my belly... and a little lower. It was only about 20 minutes later while the party was still pretty much in full swing that Dennis snuck me downstairs. He led me into the bedroom and sat me down. I could see that this was to be the reverse of our first sexual encounter. Dennis slowly removed his shirt and pants, leaving him in the cutest little silk boxers with little Christmas trees on them. I giggled. "Like 'em? I love wearing boxers with interesting things on them." "Cute. But I'm wondering why they are stretched out of shape." Dennis grinned at my attempt at humor. "Well, then I guess I'd better take them off before they get permanently damaged." And he slid them down slowly, letting his already hard dick slap up against his belly. He stood there for a moment and then advanced on me. I was still sitting and he pulled me up to unzip the back of my dress. I turned around and he slowly lowered the zipper. He kissed my shoulders and neck lightly as he worked my dress down over them, then he nipped at my neck. I trembled and moaned. He seemed to be taking his time and I knew that he meant to work me into a frenzy. He got my dress down past my breasts and to my waist and looked at the red bra. He smiled and sat down on the bed to slowly leave wet kisses on his way down to my lower back. I loved it. He wanted to build the sexual tension and excitement in me. For only 25, he had done his homework on women. He then pushed the dress over my hips and I wiggled a little to get it to drop. When it hit the floor I heard his intake of breath and I smiled. I had worn a red and black garter belt and stockings with a transparent gauzy thong. I had to run out and buy it because it was not something that I had worn before. He pushed on my back, making me bend over a little and I felt him kiss my ass. He kissed the left cheek and then the right. I was really getting worked up now and knew that my panties were damp. He licked along the thong in my ass and I leaned forward more, putting my hands on my knees, giving him greater access. Mmmm, I loved this kind of attention. He kissed both of my thighs just below my ass and then licked along my thong from where it was pressed tightly against my pussy and up over my asshole and all the way to the top of my crack. Fuck, I was getting hot now! He grabbed my hips and started twisting them to try to turn me around. I stood back up and turned. He looked up at me as I stared down at him. "Stunning!" I grinned. "Snake-charmer!" He laughed and then put his hands on my thong. I'm sure he could see that I had put them on over my other accoutrements so that they could be removed or lowered without releasing the stockings. This not only made it easier for him, but I could go to the bathroom much easier. In any case, he slowly dragged my panties down and I raised my right leg, then the left, allowing him to remove them. That left me wearing only the garter and stockings, eye candy for my lover. Dennis stood up and moved me around toward the bed. He pushed me down into a sitting position and leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. He kissed me hard, with lots of tongue and started running his hands over my tits, letting them drag over my nipples. I was getting wet now. He pushed me onto my back and leaned over, taking one of my nipples into his mouth. I inhaled sharply, my pussy getting even wetter. He licked and sucked on them, increasing my need by the moment. Then he kneeled down, running his hands over my stocking covered legs. He leaned in and kissed my bare left thigh just above my stocking. I moaned, wanting him to get to the point... but not wanting him to get to the point. The anticipation was a wonderful anguish. He kissed my right thigh and then slowly kissed up over my mound, taking his time licking around my little landing strip, avoiding the one spot I wanted him to lick. Then he reached up and tweaked my nipples, sending me into major heat. I lifted my head up and looked at him. He saw my head come up, my need and lust probably as obvious as it could be, and he looked directly at me, smiling. He stared into my eyes as he lowered his face, his tongue extended, toward my now soaking pussy. As soon as it touched my slit, just under my clit, I put my head back, moaned, and grabbed his head. He pushed my legs further apart and I spread them willingly, urging him on. He licked up my slit towards my clit and I jerked when he hit my pretty little bundle of nerves. He went back down, peeled me open, and shoved his tongue into my deep pink recess. I started moaning more and I knew he was smiling. He then peeled open the upper part of my pussy lips and stretched my hood up, fully exposing my clit. I felt him blow on it, sending shivers up my spine. Then, finally, he leaned over and sucked it into his mouth. I started thrashing and held his head there, feeling the orgasm building. He licked over it and sucked on it and finally I could feel it building to release. Just as I got there, he lay his tongue flat on my clit and started rubbing it around and humming. Fuck! I went off like a rocket, my thighs clamped hard on his head, my toes curled, and I jerked and thrashed as I went thru several full-body spasms. He let up on my clit a little, just leaving his mouth over it and I slowly came down from that beautiful high, breathing heavily. He removed his mouth and looked up at me. "I think somebody liked that." "Fuck yeah! I loved it. You can do that to me any time you want." "I think I'm going to hold you to that." "No... I think I'll be holding you to 'It', by your hair. That humming thing was the final straw. I thought I was going to crush your head when my legs came together and clamped so hard." "Me, too. But then, I can hold my breath pretty well and I'm pretty hard-headed." "I love that you're hard-headed, but bring that other hard head up here and fuck me. I want you now. I can't wait another moment." Dennis smiled and stood up. His dick was hard and leaking. I loved it. He stood over me, and I could see him drinking in the vision I presented. I had worn the stockings for him, and he seemed to relish looking at me like this. I smiled. He finally crawled up over me and as he did he sucked on my nipples again. Fuck! They were sending signals directly to my pussy and she needed to be fed! He finally lay on top of me; his dick nestled on top of my mound, kissed me lightly and spoke. "Tell me what you want. Tell me in dirty words." I had never done much talking during sex, but I was so turned on that I did my best. "Dennis, I want you to take your big, hard cock and shove it in my very wet pussy and fuck me hard. I need to cum again." He smiled and rose up, letting me center his dick on my pussy. He slowly started entering me, rocking back and forth to lubricate his dick. When he finally got it all the way in, I moaned. He looked at me and leaned down to kiss me. He started to slowly move in and out and he felt wonderful. I loved everything about it. He was attentive, he had brought me to a slow boil, then he had gone down on me and given me a wonderful orgasm, and now he was slowly fucking me. It was one of the best nights of sex I could remember, and it wasn't over yet. Dennis pushed himself up on his hands and slowly brought his knees up under my thighs. He grabbed my thighs and pushed them back towards my chest. He was almost kneeling now and moving slowly back and forth as he fucked me. I could see him watching his dick moving in and out of me. He was enjoying the view as his dick buried itself in me and then watching closely as he drug it out, my inner lips clinging to it, begging it not to leave. He looked up and smiled. I smiled back. He was fucking me slow and easy, keeping me hot, but not bringing me to an orgasm. It felt so wonderful that I wouldn't have minded if he did that for hours. Shit! This guy was so good! He wasn't rushing things and he seemed to know that a I loved it when a man took his time. Finally, Dennis moved up over me again and looked down at me. "I don't think I can last much longer. You are so beautiful and your body is so fucking hot that I'm going to have to cum." "Mmmm. Just keep fucking me." He did. He started moving a little faster and the upward curve of his dick was hitting all the right places. His pubic mound was also striking me just right to give me good clitoral stimulation. Oh, yeah! I was going to cum again. "Keep going. Don't stop. I'm going to cum." I spurred him on and he responded. He started pumping harder and he was getting to the point of slapping up against me. Finally, I knew all the stimulation and now the fucking was going to bring me off. "Ugh! Oh! I'm cumming!" He slammed me good a couple of times and then when he felt me jerk with the first waves he buried his dick in me and made little circles with his hips, rubbing up against my clit, making my orgasm last even longer. Oh, god! Where did he learn that? As soon as I finished he pulled back and looked at me. "My turn!" He pumped me quickly and hard for just a few more seconds and then I could feel all his muscles tighten as he thrust into me and started cumming. I could feel his little jerks back and forth to stimulate his dick and get the last of his orgasm in me. Finally, he collapsed on top of me and I wrapped my legs around him. He lay there, breathing hard and I held him against me. He was a wonderful lover and I wondered if I was going to be able to fuck anyone else and enjoy it as much. His body was a furnace and his chest and neck seemed to burst with heat just after his orgasm. Dennis finally rose up and looked down at me. "You are a beautiful woman and a fantastic lover." I smiled. "Thanks, but you are the one that made my body go nuts. You drove me nuts and then made me beg for it." "No, not beg. I just wanted to hear you say it. I've never asked a woman to say that before and it really turned me on to hear it." "Well, you continue to play my body like that Maestro, and I'll tell you that every day." "Promises, promises!" I laughed. "Okay, can you get up now? I'm getting a little crushed." He rolled off me and we both wiped ourselves with some Kleenex. He started circling my nipples with his fingers and I groaned. "Enough, already! I don't think I can do it again right now." I rolled over. "I'm exhausted tonight. What time is it?" I started removing my stockings and garter. He turned and looked at the clock on the nightstand behind him and turned back to me. "2am." "Mmmm. What do you think your family would say if I spent the night again?" I rose up and crawled up to the top of the bed so that I could pull the covers down and get in the bed. He moved aside to let me. "Slut!" I punched him. "Gee, thanks!" I crawled under the covers, enjoying the warmth. My body was a little sweaty and once Dennis rolled off I had started to get cold. "Just kidding. My mom and sisters are adults, you know. And so are we. What we do is none of their business, no matter what they think." He crawled in beside me. "Yeah, well, Susan didn't seem too friendly." "Yeah, that was a surprise. I don't know why she did that. She's just moody sometimes." He turned to look at me. "Can I tell you something?" The way he said it made me turn and study him closely. "Sure." "That was the best sex I've ever had. I never felt so in synch with someone." I stared at him. He was just too honest sometimes. I didn't want to admit it to him, but he had made me hotter than I had ever been, and it seemed like he knew all the right buttons to push. "Thanks. I really enjoyed it, too." That was the most I was going to admit right then. We both lay down and he turned to me. "Happy New Year. It's a new Millenium." "Oh, right. It turned to 2000. I almost forgot." "Do you think all this Y2K stuff they are talking about with computers caused any problems last night?" I looked at him and laughed. "I have no clue what that's all about." I snuggled up against him a little. "I just want to sleep now." He relaxed next to me and smiled at me. "Good night, lover." I responded and closed my eyes. I remember nothing after that until waking up the next morning. Chapter 4. New Year's Day 2000. I awoke on New Year's Day and I could tell it was late. I looked over at the clock and it said 1030. ARGH! I forgot to call my mother and tell her I was staying somewhere. I would have to do that this morning. I could say I was staying with a friend. No, she knew where I was. She would not like it but she knew I spent the night with Dennis, someone I had just met. She would be sarcastic, but accept it. Dennis came back in. He moved over to the bed and sat down next to me. Déjà vu washed over me from the other morning. He leaned over and kissed me lightly on the lips. "Hey, beautiful. Sleep well?" Didn't he say that last time? "Yes, I did. I also remember that I forgot to call my mother last night." "Well, then, you'd better get up and get dressed for breakfast and get ready to do some apologizing." "Should I stay for breakfast?" Dennis got close to me. "You remember the choices. Stay or go. It's your choice. They know you are here again and I would love for you to stay." "Okay. This time I'll stay. What's for breakfast?" "Eggs and bacon. How do you like your eggs?" "Yum. I need some sustenance. Over easy?" "Okay. See you up there." I made myself as presentable as I could in the bathroom and donned my dress. It was the only thing I had. I felt odd going up to breakfast in that, but there was no choice. When I hit the top, I took a deep breath and opened the door. The smell of breakfast was the first thing that hit me; eggs and bacon. My stomach growled. Oh, shut up! Life’s Strange Turns Ch. 03-04 I walked into the kitchen and Dennis was over at the stove making eggs. I liked that. He turned and I could see the BBQ motif on the apron he was wearing. Cute. His mother was sitting at the table, but his sisters were not there yet. "Hi, Jennifer." His mother smiled and seemed perfectly okay with her son's latest lover joining them for breakfast. Mrs. Johnson pointed to an empty chair. "Just sit here and Dennis will make you some eggs. The bacon is ready and is in the oven. How would you like your eggs?" Dennis turned and looked at me and deadpanned his response. "My specialty is over easy." I smiled since he had already asked me this. "Oh, okay. That sounds wonderful." Mrs. Johnson returned with the bacon from the oven and put it on the table. There was orange juice and water on the table so I grabbed the orange juice and filled the glass in front of me. Then she answered my question. "I don't want to make you feel funny, Jennifer, but Dennis has never had a girlfriend stay for breakfast. This is a first for us." I guess everyone in this family speaks their mind. I could feel a little blush forming on my cheeks. "It's a first for me, too. Sorry." "Sorry about what? It's okay. Let's eat." Dennis slid some eggs onto the plate in front of me, put some toast on the table, and sat down on the other side of the table from me. He spooned some scrambled eggs onto his plate and ladled some salsa and hot sauce on them. That was interesting. I looked down and my over easy eggs looked wonderful. I took a bite. They were. We sat and ate and talked about what was going on in the world and I didn't have to answer any embarrassing questions about me and Dennis. Dennis just smiled and watched me a lot. His sisters never showed and I had guessed that like most of the younger generation, they partied late and were sleeping in. I wish I was sleeping in! Finally, we were finished and I helped put the dishes in the sink. Dennis said he would put them away later. Dear, god. He does dishes, too. I was almost defenseless now! He's a good lover, caring, attentive, honest and truthful, neat, cooks, does dishes... was there anything he doesn't do? How in the world was this man still on the market? His mother said good-bye and Dennis and I went to the basement and retrieved our coats so he could walk me to the car. When we got to the car, Dennis turned me towards him and kissed me hard. It felt good. When he pulled back he looked at me closely. "I want to see you tomorrow and the next day and the day after that. I want to see you at school, too. In case you are wondering, I think you're addictive and I'm already hooked." I laughed and tried not to be serious. "I'll see if I can find you some rehab facility." I gave him a little peck. He smiled. "Who said I wanted to be cured?" He stepped back as I got in the car. I said good-bye, he promised to call and I got out of there. All the way home, I couldn't help but relive how relaxed and wonderful I felt around him. The sex was fantastic and I felt alive and happy. I turned on the radio and started singing along with whatever played. It was a cold but beautiful day. 10 years ago, December 17th, 2000 ***** Dennis ***** I got to my Jen's house near the University of Illinois later than I had wanted. I had been in Chicago at a second interview with a company up there for a job. I had just graduated with my Masters in Computer Science about a week ago, had moved all my stuff to an apartment in Chicago, and was searching for the best job. I had two offers now, both about the same amounts, and just had to make up my mind which one to take. I had also stopped at a jewelry store, making sure I got the best stone I could for my money. It wasn't overly large, but I had enough money saved and enough room on my credit card so that I could make it until I started getting regular paychecks. It was less than a carat, but very fine quality. It was the best I could do with what I had. I also knew that whatever it was, she would know that I bought it because I loved her. She was not that materialistic. I finally got back to Champaign and to Jennifer's house. She was living in a house with a couple other girls and just finishing her undergrad degree. Since meeting over Christmas last year, we had been together. We hit it off so well that we had discussed moving in together, but Jennifer had had some reservations and so I didn't push it. After about two months together, we had discussed and decided to be exclusive to each other. I wanted to get a jump start on my career before proceeding to marriage. I hadn't told her that directly, but she knew my feelings on the subject. However, I was almost ready to change my mind. Why? Because it took my breath away every time I saw her after an absence of even a few hours and she turned and smiled at me. It never ceased to amaze me that she said she loved me. I was average looking, a decent athlete, got my Masters degree, etc., but I didn't think that made me a great catch. She, on the other hand, was gorgeous and very fun to be with. I couldn't have been happier at the moment. "Hello?" The house was pretty quiet for a college house. "Jennifer?" "Up in my room getting ready!" I walked upstairs to the second floor. She had gotten the larger bedroom of the ones in the house, the one with the master bathroom. She had been willing to pay the most rent to ensure she got it. She was only able to do so because her father had died a few years ago and left enough money for her to get thru school comfortably. I walked in and saw that she was not in the bedroom. Lying on the bed was a very nice black dress. I moved forward to see into the bathroom and she was standing there at the mirror fixing her makeup. Wow! She was wearing a black bra, black thong, and black thigh highs; a better cure than Viagra if I ever saw one. She saw me and turned and smiled. My breath caught. "The others already left to pick up some things on the way to the party. We are all dressing up." I stared lustily. "Yeah, so I see!" She turned and walked toward me, accentuating her hip swing. "Yeah? You like what you see?" She giggled, knowing the answer to that. I was, after all, an oversexed 25-year old male. I met her near the bed and kissed her hard. She smelled and tasted wonderful. I groped her bare ass as I pulled back, my dick already hard. "I think we are going to be late." She smiled and reached down for my dick, rubbing it thru my pants. "Snake-charmer! I think I'll like being late tonight." I pushed her back on the bed and she sat and bounced, her tits jiggling nicely in the bra. I was going to push her onto her back and attack her, but before I could she reached out and grabbed my belt to start undoing my pants. I stood and watched as she dropped my pants and then yanked down my boxers. She circled my dick with her fingers and looked up at me. She smiled as she lightly licked the tip, and I moaned. This made her laugh her deep throaty laugh that always set off my heart strings. Damn! I may have to marry this girl immediately! I couldn't stand the thought of her being on the market while I tried to justify to myself that I was supposed to stay single until I was established, old enough, settled, or whatever term everyone was using these days. She suddenly dove down on my dick and all thoughts other than sexual gratification were pushed from my mind. I pulled her off my dick and pushed her onto her back. "I want to taste you!" She smiled. "Mmmm. I want you to taste me, too. I want you to do more than taste me. I want you to devour me, baby." This would not be a problem. I reached up and pulled her thong off, making a big deal out of tossing it dramatically over my head and onto the floor. She giggled and put her head down, letting me have my way with her. I looked up across her body as I knelt on the floor between her legs. She pulled her feet up on the bed, letting her knees fall to the side and opening her thighs. I could see her pussy lips beginning to swell. I could see up across her beautifully flat belly to her nice C-cup tits. She was a vision. She raised her head up and saw that I was just looking at her. She frowned at me impatiently. "We still have a party to go to and I'm horny, so are you going to eat me or what?" I smiled. "All in good time, my child." I patted her on her thighs. She put her head back down and I kissed my way up her right thigh. She let out a low throaty moan like a cat purring. I loved cunnilingus almost as much as she enjoyed receiving it. She loved getting off and I loved the way I could stimulate, tease, control, and work her into a frenzy. When I reached the conjunction of her legs, I took a look at her shave job. She always left a small strip above, but shaved the lips and around. It was a look we had discussed and she knew I loved it that way. I grabbed her thighs and pushed her legs up alongside her chest. Her pussy started opening up as the outer lips slowly peeled away, revealing her bright pink hole. I pushed my face down low so that I could get at her ass. I rimmed the little star, eliciting more moans and then dragged my tongue slowly up over her pussy, causing the lips to open further, and then up across the hood to coax her clit out. I lapped at it. She jerked at the contact with her clit and I started tongue-fucking her, feeling her juices start to flow. I moved up and kissed her clit while I worked a finger into her. "Oh, yes. Please, Dennis. Make me cum!" She got excited pretty quickly tonight, so I went right to work. I started running my tongue all around and over her clit as I worked my second finger into her. I started pushing them in and out and she was starting to thrash. I could tell she was close so I sucked her clit into my mouth, buried my fingers into her cunt, and started humming. She immediately stiffened, her hands grabbing my head and holding it in place. She bucked a little, her muscles tightened, her toes curled, she tried to smother me into her crotch, and then finally she collapsed back onto the bed. "Mmmmm. That's just what I needed, baby." I smiled up at her and she looked at my face. "Oh, my, you are definitely going to have to wash your face before we go to the party." "Mmmm." I licked around my lips. "But I want be able to taste you the rest of the night!" She laughed. "Yeah, but I don't want you to smell like my pussy at the party!" I stood up and stepped out of my pants, my dick hard as an iron bar. She scooted forward. "I'll just give you a quick blowjob. I don't want you cumming in me right now. I don't want to go to the party with a cum-soaked pussy." "Well, let me see. Maybe I don't want a quick blowjob!" She laughed again. "Yeah, right. You're a guy. You could always use a quick blowjob." I chuckled. "Yeah, I guess you're right." She went to work on my knob first, licking all around it, knowing just where to hit the nerve endings. She had me moaning in no time, so she then covered my dick with her lips and sucked me to the bottom. She loved to look up and watch me, so I opened my eyes and looked back down at her. I know that to most men any woman with your dick in her mouth looks great, but my Jennifer was gorgeous and looked better than anyone I had ever seen. She knew how to make it a visual experience for me as well. She would look up at me and make very dramatic licks while I watched, sending me into multiple sensory overload. She knew every inch of my entire body and delighted in satisfying me. God, I loved this woman! It wasn't long before my hips started their autonomic thrusting and I could feel the cum boiling in my balls. I grabbed her head and fucked her mouth a couple of strokes and came buckets. She kept me just barely in her mouth, swallowing the entire load. She sucked me until I couldn't take it any more and then released me. I looked down at her. "I love you, Jennifer!" She smiled. "Yeah, that's what every man says when a woman is on her knees swallowing his cum!" I bent over, put my hands under her arms and stood her up. I kissed her lightly on the lips and looked at her seriously. "No, I mean that I love YOU! Sure, I love your body and the way you suck my cock, you little vixen, but I love you body and soul." I held off on the proposal, thinking that it would be better tomorrow in the house with her friends around for her to share it with. She hugged me tightly. "I'm glad. I love you more than I can show." She released me. "Now get dressed while I check out my makeup and hair. Damn. I was all ready until you came and forced me to have sex with you!" She smirked as she rushed back into the bathroom. In no time, we had gotten dressed and made it to the party. It was really just getting into full swing when we got there. It was pretty packed, as most college parties can be. All those invited usually brought along a few extras. It was about midnight when the "Event" occurred. I was getting a little drunk and talking about my job opportunities in Chicago with some partially-interested folks and Jennifer had gravitated to her long time girlfriends. Finally I saw her from the back, standing in the next room, probably talking to some of her closest girlfriends. They were all just around the corner so I stealthily moved up along the door frame to eavesdrop. It would be one of the largest regrets of my life. I could hear Jennifer's voice, a little slurred, but still strong. "Yeah, it was last March, just after Dennis and I were supposed to be exclusive. It was when Dennis was away at a wedding and you guys all helped get me drunk and left me with Don. I guess in the back of my mind I was feeling like I wasn't doing what I had planned, you know, to play the field until I was in my middle twenties. In any case, Don took me back to his apartment and fucked me." One of the other girls started asking questions, but I was stunned. I couldn't talk. I couldn't breathe. I had to get out of there. I stepped around the corner and she saw me. Her eyes widened as she saw the pain in mine. I knew that I had tears forming in my eyes, but I didn't want to be seen crying at the party. I couldn't stand the thought of not being "macho", so I clammed up and ran out. I could hear her calling my name, but I didn't care. I rushed back to my car and drove back to Chicago, even though I might have failed a breathalyzer. I had left my coat behind and, more importantly, my heart. I was devastated that she had been lying to me that entire time, but even worse, that she was telling her girlfriends that she had done it behind my back. ***** Jennifer ***** Jennifer was enjoying herself at the party. She knew she was drinking too fast, but who cared? Dennis could drive her home. She was with her normal group of friends, all of whom were seniors like her. They had all met during freshman and sophomore years. She looked around at them and they were all asking about her future plans. She knew what they really wanted to know... what was going to happen to her and Dennis after graduation. He had gotten some job offers in Chicago and was going there. She was not sure if she wanted to return to graduate school, as he had done, or follow him up there. She knew that she had fallen in love with him. Crystal brought her back from her reverie. "So, you two have been exclusive for quite a while and now you are both leaving school. So tell us, what's the story? You two going to continue seeing each other?" "God, I hope so. I'm hooked on the guy. He's just so good at making me happy, I can't imagine waking up tomorrow without him." I realized I was gushing. Regina spoke up for the first time. "Yeah, but would you follow him to Chicago without some sort of promise of more than just living together? I mean, since he hasn't mentioned making this permanent, maybe you should be careful." "I can't. It's too late for that. I love the guy. If he says come to Chicago, I'm going." I took another drink, and then downed it. I knew I was going to pay for that tomorrow, but I was so excited about getting out of school and being with Dennis that I didn't care. Crystal moved a little closer to the middle of the group. "I ran into Don the other day and he said you haven't been as exclusive as everyone thinks. He is such a fucking egocentric asshole, I can't stand him." I flinched. I had made one mistake when I was scared about how I was falling for Dennis. I got drunk and horny and was thinking that I had moved too fast with Dennis. I let things get out of hand and Don had taken me back to his apartment and fucked me. Fuck! I was only 22 and at the time, didn't think I was ready for "until death do you part". I regretted it as soon as it happened. Don was a big guy with a big dick, but that was all he had going for him. He was so centered on his dick, that he expected you to fall down and worship it as soon as he took his pants down. He thought just because he was big that he could satisfy a woman. He was wrong. Yes, it was big, but he only cared about himself and he wasn't really good at anything but climbing on and pounding a woman into his version of submission. Ugh! Asshole! "Fuck! I can't believe he's spreading that around. He only does it because he can't keep a woman for more than a week." Crystal smiled. "But it was big, right? He can take care of me for only a week." She giggled. I looked at her. "You have no idea how self-centered he is on his fucking dick. He doesn't care about you at all. He's a misogynist if I ever met one. He just wants you to worship his appendage and get him off. It was awful." They were all quiet for a moment. Regina looked at me carefully. "So, you fucked him? When did this occur? What happened? C'mon girl, fess up." "You girls just won't let it go will you. I know that I love Dennis, but I did do it. I made a mistake early on in our relationship and you just can't live without hearing about it, huh?" "Fess up, girl!" Regina kept pushing. "Yeah, it was last March, just after Dennis and I were supposed to be exclusive. It was when Dennis was away at a wedding and you guys all helped get me drunk and left me with Don. I guess in the back of my mind I was feeling like I wasn't doing what I had planned, you know, to play the field until I was in my middle twenties. In any case, Don took me back to his apartment and fucked me." "Where did you guys...." Regina stopped in the middle of her question and I saw her eyes widen and look past me. All my friends looked stricken. I turned and saw Dennis standing there staring, his eyes brimming with tears. Oh, fuck! And then he turned and bolted from the room. "Dennis, wait!" I took off after him, yelling his name. By the time I got outside, he was in his car and pulling away. Damn it! What did he hear? Did he just hear that I had fucked Don? Oh, god, this was a nightmare. I ran back into the house and my friends were all murmuring about what had just happened. They all looked up at me. Other folks in the room were still staring at me, too. They didn't know what just happened, but it was obvious that something had happened between me and Dennis. I went straight to Regina. I tried to talk, but nothing came out. I couldn't breathe. Finally, I found my voice. "Regina, did you drive? Can you drive? Please, I have to get to him and explain what happened." I was almost hysterical, but I had to get home. "Yeah, I drove, but I probably shouldn't be right now." She looked at my face and knew this was critical. "Okay, let's go." Regina and I grabbed our coats and headed for the door. By the time we got to her car I realized that tears were running down my cheeks. I had really screwed up. Why the hell did I have to say it in that manner? He finds out at a party where I blurt it out to my girlfriends? How stupid could I be? Probably the damn alcohol. I should never have drunk so much so fast. Then I wouldn't admitted this in public to my girlfriends. Now what was I going to say to Dennis? Why didn't I fess up and have this fight a long time ago! Life’s Strange Turns Ch. 03-04 "Jennifer! We're here!" Regina had grabbed my arm and was shaking it. I realized that I had been remembering how much I wanted to be with Dennis and what I would say when I saw him. I looked around and didn't see his car. I threw open the passenger door and rushed to the house. It was still locked... not a good sign. I wrestled with my keys, fumbling with them because I was both drunk and scared, and finally opened the door. "Dennis?! Dennis, please be here!" The place was deserted and I collapsed on the couch in tears. Shit! He had no idea how or why it happened. And would it really matter to him? Was fucking around just fucking around, reasons be damned? Would the fact that at that time I was still feeling a little like I shouldn't be entering into a serious relationship at such a young age matter? It happened when we had only been "exlusive" for a month and since then we had had eight glorious months of being together. He had talked around moving to Chicago and asking me to marry him, so he was a little wary and scared, too, right? Wouldn't that make a difference? Couldn't he then see my position? Or would he act like a "man" and just throw away what we had because of something that happened eight months ago? And where did he go? Would he drive back to Chicago tonight? I looked up at Regina, who was looking at me with such sadness and was now starting to cry herself. She sat down beside me and hugged me and I let her. I just let it go and sobbed into her shoulder while not thinking for a while. Finally, after what seemed like 30 minutes I looked up. "How... how much do you think he heard?" She looked at me. "Jen, does it really matter? All men have to hear is that you fucked somebody besides them and they book." "Do you think he drove back to Chicago? Would he do that tonight?" "Where else would he go? It's at least an hour to his apartment, but if he's mad, he'll drive all the way there thinking about it and getting more and more angry." "Should we drive up there tonight? Should we go after him right now?" Regina looked at me and thought about that. "I don't know. Maybe if he cooled down for a while, he'd at least be able to talk to you. I don't know how he's going to be right now. You are both a little drunk and that never makes for a good argument." I thought about it. Regina made sense about arguing when drunk. "Okay, we'll go up there in the morning and see him. I don't want to do this on the phone." I also knew that I wasn't going to be able to stay awake long. Between the alcohol and all this commotion, I was going to crash as soon as all the adrenalin was gone. I fell asleep remembering how wonderful it was waking up next to Dennis. He was the best man I ever met, loyal, trustworthy, and more attentive than I had ever imagined a man could be. He would still try to do nice things for me, even though I had already said that I loved him. He would surprise me with some little gift or go out of his way to do something for me. Oh god, please don't let me lose him. *******Dennis ******* When I got back to my new apartment in Chicago I paced, I cried, I got angry. I called Jennifer and left a rambling rant about her being a lying, cheating, two-faced slut. Finally, about 6am, I was exhausted and fell asleep.