Jason assumed that I was going to be a good little girl and run away, roll over and play dead, or whatever the hell he thought wasn’t going to happen. How dare he throw me away like a two-bit hooker? I was nobody’s whore. I had done things to Jason that a whore would even balk at. I was a freak and a proud one at that. I knew that my sex game was tight… I had no worries there.
Every time I thought about Serenity and how she tried to get her talons into my man, I became angry all over again. There was no way in hell that she was going to have her cake and eat it, too. Her ass was fat enough as it was anyway, I continued to muse to myself.
I picked up my cell phone off the vanity where I was sitting. I scrolled through the valuable pictures that I kept under lock and key. No one knew yet that I had them. It would stay that way if they played ball. If not, many things would soon be changing. I was not going to be the only one losing the man that I loved.
I frowned when I came to the pictures I was looking for. Jason and Serenity had been so into kissing in the garden in Vegas, they didn’t even see me watching them from afar. I was so angry and hurt that my legs could hardly hold me up. There I was, his girlfriend, and he was outside making out with his brother’s woman. How sick was that? I cursed her inwardly just thinking about it. But pictures didn’t lie, so I decided to get even for his betrayal with a woman that he knew I detested.
He had never kissed me with so much passion as he did her. What did Serenity have that I didn’t? I just don’t understand it, I questioned myself in the silent room. I’m sure after he sees these pictures that he will come around to my way of thinking with no problem at all.
If he didn’t comply with me, he would lose his brother for sure. The brother that he claimed to love so much, and Serenity would lose Jonathan for her betrayal with his brother. If, by some chance, Jason didn’t come to his senses, I would blow them straight out of the water.
I looked in the mirror and smoothed a stray wisp of hair that had escaped from my tight bun. My blue eyes stared back at me as I assessed my beauty. I stood and admired my flawless naked body in the mirror. There was not a blemish that marred my silky soft skin.
I turned to admire my ripe upturned ass and young perky breasts. I smiled at my beautiful reflection, revealing perfect sparkling straight white teeth, thanks to the braces that I wore as a kid. I sat back down and reached for my cell phone again.
I quickly sent a message to Jason. It was time… I had given him a full week to come to his senses since that disastrous dinner date when he broke up with me. I was hoping that he missed me by now as much as I missed him. The message I sent asked him to come over tonight after he left work. I needed to talk to him about something urgent.
I would give him time to answer before I exposed him and Serenity to his brother. I crossed my fingers that he would respond in a timely fashion. If he responded soon, I knew that he hadn’t gotten over me. My cell phone beeped with an incoming message after a few minutes. I clicked on the message to read his reply.
“No problem, I will be over around seven,” he texted.
I felt warm all over by his quick response. I licked my lips thinking of Jason and the things he does to my body. I rubbed my hands across my nipples until they hardened and pebbled against my fingers. I pinched and plucked my nipples that cause a throbbing in my pussy.
I couldn’t wait to see him tonight. I needed to feel him inside of me. I loved how his magnificent rod stretched my walls to almost pain. He was so huge. I reached in a bottom drawer and withdrew an object. It was my standby, for moments like these when I needed to take the edge off.
I switched on the vibrator. As it began to buzz, I spread my thighs and parted my slit to press it against my clit. It buzzed and hummed, sending electrical charges straight to my core. I closed my eyes and imagined it was Jason doing these things to me before slipping the vibrator inside my saturated coochie.
I imagined him stretching my vaginal walls beyond its limits, as the vibrator continued to vibrate inside me. The feeling caused me to gasp Jason’s name into the empty room as an orgasm rocked through my body, causing me to shudder in delight.
Tonight, I’ll have the real thing. He will not deny me my pleasure. I vowed then and there to never let him go. I vowed with everything inside of me. I, Emma-Jay Taylor, will one day be Mrs. Jason Brian Knight. Then that shrew of a woman by the name of Serenity Champagne will never get her talons into him again.
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Jason
I drove to Emma-Jay’s house with mixed doubts. I felt like I owed her better than I gave her. I felt guilty leading her on like I did. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to break up with up her at the restaurant last week like I did. I conceded that it wasn’t fair and I was really hoping that she was ready to accept my apology.
I didn’t want to leave our relationship on bad terms and, if possible, maybe we would remain some sort of friends. If not now, maybe in the future. She had to understand that there was no real future in us as a couple. My heart wasn’t in it.
I did the most humane thing for the both of us by ending the relationship. It was better to end it now than a couple of years down the road, instead of having wasted years with awful memories to look back on with nothing to show for it.
Emma was home even if I was a little early. The lights blazed through her curtains, so even though her garage doors were down, I knew she was in. I sat inside my car for a few moments before cutting off the ignition and getting out. I had a nagging feeling about tonight, but I squared my shoulder and walked towards her front door.
She must have been watching from the window because her door opened before I had a chance to ring the doorbell.
“Hey, Jason, I’m so glad you came over. Come on in and make yourself comfortable.” She had on a short terry cloth robe. I was sure she didn’t have on anything under it. “I’m sorry, I just got out of the shower when I heard you drive up. That’s why I’m not dressed.”
“Don’t worry about it,” I said, taking a seat in her living room. “I can’t stay long anyway. I have an early morning meeting tomorrow morning. You have been on my mind, though. I don’t like how I left things with you last week. I am sure that I could have handled our situation better. Will you forgive me?”
“Oh, Jason,” Emma said enthusiastically. “I knew you would come back to me,” she said dropping down into my lap and throwing her arms around me.
“Wait a minute, I think you have the wrong idea. I wasn’t saying that we should get back together or anything. I was saying that I was sorry how I went about breaking up with you in the first place.” I tried to stand, but she was clinging and holding on to me for dear life.
“You don’t mean that, Jason. I know deep down you love me just as much as I love you.”
“Emma-Jay, stop it,” I tried to untwist her arms from around my neck. “We need to be two mature adults about this. I need you to let me go and listen to me.”
She pulled back and looked into my face. Heavy tears streamed down her face. “Why can’t you love me, Jason? Make love to me and let me show you how much we love each other.”
“Having sex will not solve anything, Emma-Jay. It’ll only cause more problems in the long run.”
“Is that all I was to you, Jason, a sex machine?” she stood before me and removed her terry cloth robe as she let it fall to the floor.
“You know that you meant more than a means of sex for me. Does it look like I’m hard up for the attention of females? And put on your robe for Christ’s sake. You don’t have to demean yourself in this manner,” I bent to scoop up her robe and attempted to cover her with it.
A wild look entered her eyes. I could see that she was beyond reasonable thinking or rational talking. “I’m leaving,” I said, dropping the unwanted robe to the floor and turning to leave. “I see that you are in no condition to talk.”
“Jason, don’t you dare walk away from me,” she said in angry voice. She had more anger in her voice than I’d ever heard before. She was like a woman scorned… and hell had no fury like a woman scorned.
My back tensed for a moment before my hand reached for the knob. The wind was suddenly knocked from me as she jumped on my back and tried to tackle me. Her hands immediately went to my throat as I tried to pry them loose. For her to be so small, she is quite strong, I thought to myself.
“Let go, Emma-Jay. I don’t want to hurt you.” I knew my own strength and I didn’t want to injure her in any way, shape, or form. I backed towards the cushioned sofa and threw her off. “I am sorry, Emma, but you really need to pull yourself together.” I looked at her as if she had completely lost her mind.
She curled into a ball on the sofa, crying heart wrenching tears. My heart felt for her, just not in the way that she wanted me to feel. I didn’t have it in my heart to leave her in that way. What kind of man would I be if I did? I silently questioned myself of that fact.
I reached for her robe and put her unresisting arms through it, and lifted her small frame to belt it around her small waist. I pulled her in my arms and rocked her back and forth like she was a small child.
“Shush, everything will be alright. You will see,” I said stroking her damp hair. “I promise you, just give it some time. You’ll wonder what you ever saw in me. The man of your dreams is out there looking for you. When he finds you… you’ll only remember me as a passing memory.”
I rocked her light body close to my chest until she fell asleep. I lifted her and carried her to her bedroom. I placed her between the sheets and covered her before placing a soft kiss to her forehead. “Goodbye Emma,” I spoke quietly before walking out of her house and life, forever.