No Strings, No Love.

I sat across the table from my ex-girlfriend Jennifer. She was as beautiful as I remember, long blond hair, dim witted blue eyes, soft nose, wonderful tits. She was way above my level today and when I dated her, so when we broke up a year ago I wasn't too surprised. Though I was surprised when she invited me to dinner at a local Italian restaurant.

My surprised turned into a stupid shock, followed by rage beyond anything I could imagine.

Sitting next to Jennifer holding her hand was my father. I couldn't believe it, my ex had left me for my father and they had hid it from me for a year! I just sat across from them in mortified disbelief.

"Say something Rick please." Jennifer said.

I swallowed, not trusting my voice and not trusting my fists not to just start beating my fathers face in. "You're fucking my dad."

"Hey language please, we're not just fucking. We're dating." My father said.

"She's 38 years younger than you!" I shouted. People in the restaurant turned to stare at us.

Jennifer tried to shrink into the booth but it didn't help. "We can't help how we fell Rick, your father and I just kind of hit it off. We have a lot in common."

"You watch MTV, you have nothing in common with this man." I said, my stomach turned and I needed a drink. "I can't deal with this, my dad fucking my ex." I got out of the booth and walked out to my car.

I stared out the windshield for a long while, wondering if there was any solution to this other that drinking myself into forgetfulness. I saw none. I wish I was still in college, still stupid enough to drink until I blacked out. I miss blacking out. I picked up my phone and saw a text from my best friend Megan, What's up? she asked in tiny digital letters.

Megan and I had been friends for nearly fifteen year now. We had met at Summer Camp when we were both thirteen. I remember seeing her and thinking that she was the most beautiful and coolest girl I had ever seen. She said hi to me first and I immediately asked if I could finger her. She said no, of course, but thought I was funny and we began best friends ever since.

Despite our long friendship we never crossed the border of actually dating each other. Except once during Sophmore year in college at a holloween party we hooked up for a embarrassing 45 seconds. I was drunk and beyond any control over my orgasms. We lay there and I still remember the horror on our faces when we realized we'd just had sex with each other. I never had the courage to tell her that those 45 seconds had been the most memorable 45 seconds of my life.

She would understand my sorrow, so I texted her back, I'll be at Milo's in ten minutes. Milo's was our local hangout, a hole-in-the-wall type bar that sported good beer and decent appetizers. I was a fan of their potato skins, and the chili cheese fries.

Megan being my best friend of course beat me to the bar and already had not only a beer in front of her, but a beer in the empty spot in front of her for me. I loved her. I moved over and plopped onto the stool in front of her and grabbed my beer, chugging it down in one long painful gulp and signaling Pete behind the bar for another one.

Megan raised her eyes brow at me and I sighed, "So my Dad's got a new girlfriend." I looked up at her, "It's Jennifer."

bump?

Megan

Megan sat there. Hearing his words her eyes popped open. Setting her beer down she thought about what to say. What did you say to that? She thought to herself. Holy shit, staring at him with her jaw dropped sher sat there. Closing her mouth she chewed on her lip. God she knew he had cared immensly for Jennifer and for her to do that, the girl had a death wish. Shaking the thoughts she looked at Rick. "umm What?" She said she could not get passed that. Sure she had heard some girls liked older men but damn seriously. That was just cold...

She had been Rick's friend for years and could not imagine why his dad or for that matter Jennifer would do this to him. He was a wonderful guy and always looked our for the people that he cared about and for them to do that it made her sick. Sitting there she shook her head. Touching his hand softly.

"Rick I am so sorry"

She said to him before ordering them another round and a couple of shots from the bar tender. Her mind raced as she sat there. She wanted to make him feel better but knew to let him get a little more about before she dived into the realm of trying to make him smile.

Megan

I sighed and finished the last sips of my second beer. The waitress rolled by, a new girl named Stacy who was extremely cute and by conjunction was way out of my league. I flirted with her shamelessly and ordered chili fries as well. Note to all you men out there, don't flirt with a hot girl then order food that guarantees you will be farting your asshole out in twenty minutes.

I got my third beer and a shot of Jameson, took the shot and chased it with some beer. I slammed the glass on the bar table and pointed at Megan, "I can understand a money grubbing bitch like Jennifer going after my Dad. I just thought he had more self respect than to bang a girl clearly after his money. I guess his cock wants something tight for a while. It's still disgusting I mean my own Dad and my Ex." I shivered and burped.

My head hung and I glanced up at Megan and pointed at her, "You have it easy, chicks can just get laid and not have to deal with any drama or bullshit. You're Mom's not going to fuck your Ex's because no young guy wants to bang an old chick. It's be like trying to get a boner watching Martha Stewart."

Megan

"You have it easy, chicks can just get laid and not have to deal with any drama or bullshit. You're Mom's not going to fuck your Ex's because no young guy wants to bang an old chick. It's be like trying to get a boner watching Martha Stewart."

His words stung her. Standing up she walked up to him so she would be nose to nose with him. Pete and Stacy now both staring at her as she stood there controlling her breathing as she looked him in the eye.

"Rick I am your best friend and I would be very careful on what you say to me about just how fucking lucky I am ok...You know the shit I have been through and I understand that you are having a hard time right now but that gives you no right to sit back and act like no one else's problems can possibly compare to yours."

Shaking her head she left him sitting there for a while as she went off to the rest room. Stacy came in a little while after she did.

"You ok?"

She asked Megan. Looking over to her Megan nodded and forced a soft fake smile.

"I will hun... Don't worry about me... Thank you though.."

She said to her simply as she stood there at the sink. Staring at herself in the mirror she watched Stacy walk back out into the bar. Probably to go and get Rick his order and try and put a smile on his face. Standing there she took a few deep breaths in hopes to calm herself. Counting to ten and then back again she finally began to slowly calm back down.

Walking back out into the bar she went back to her seat by Rick. Looking at him now her expression softer then before she shook her head.

"look......Rick I'm ..."

Before she could finish Stacy bought Rick his food over. The smile on the girls face was something to be seen. It was as if all of a sudden Stacy had a thing for Rick now. Shaking her head as she watched Stacy she smiled softly holding her laugh inside to herself.

I didn't mean to upset Megan by any means. I knew her past and I knew the shitty childhood she had, part of the reason we'd become such good friends was that we bounded in our mutual dysfunction. I sighed and finished beer number three.

Stacy was kind enough to bring me number four without me asking for it, the beer came with a little smile and a phone number written on a bar napkin. I stared at it for a moment and glanced back up at her, she winked at me and walked away to continue her job.

I didn't know what to make of that. Did Stacy pick up on how upset I was? Or had she over heard what I was telling Megan and wanted to....naw that was impossible. I'm a decent enough looking guy but not that decent.

Moments later Stacy came back with my plate of chili fries and smiled at me. Megan came back to the table just as Stacy was about to say something to me with a smile. Both girls paused and gave each other looks, then Stacy brushed her hand across my shoulder and walked away.

Megan moved in front of me and I blinked, "You guys look like you'd be good friends." I told her. "Look Megan I'm sorry about what i said, I didn't mean it the way it came out. Chili fry?" I offered her a forkfull up wonderful mess.

Megan

Megan looked at him laughing softly she shook her head and took her seat back. Taking a drink from her beer she sat there a few moments before saying anything. Pete and Stacy went back to their normal thing. Which was doing nothing but waiting for them to need something else. Glancing around the bar she took a deep breath.

Feeling the breeze from the door opening and closing she leaned over to look behind Rick to see who walked in. Her eyes almost popping out of her head as she saw them she looked at Rick. Getting up from her seat she went over to him grabbing his arm.

"Hey why don't we get out of here...We can get chili fries from anywhere?"

She asked him, but before she could get him to agree to leaving his dad and Jennifer made their way over to them. Megan was on the verge of jumping the woman. Trying her best to hold her composure she stood there.

"Come on Rick we don't need this."

She said as she looked between his father and the bitch. She felt sick to her stomach over the whole thing. The room was beginning to fade around her as her anger continued to rise. She needed to leave, because if they didn't she would no doubt be throwing someone else out of the bar.

I blinked when Megan we leave and get chili fries somewhere else. I pointed to my plate and said, "But I already have them." Then I saw her gaze looking past me and I felt my stomach drop a little. They were here, I could feel them walking up behind me and I clenched my teeth. I met Megan's eyes and I could see the anger in her build as well.

I wanted to smile because Megan was such a good friend. Anything that affected me, affected her and she always had my back. She knew this was fucked up and angered me, thus it angered her too. Megan only had a tendancy to explode a little prematurely when her rage got going. She was awesome.

My father put his hand on the table and Jennifer stood just behind him, almost next to Megan. "Rick we need to talk about this."

I snapped, "Talk about what? There's nothing to talk about. I will never be ok with this, it's fucking gross and you are a sick bastard to think it would ever be ok." I shoved the stool back and quickly finished my last beer. "Come on Megan I need to go drink until my liver falls out."

Jennifer came around my father and stood in front of me. "Why are you acting like this?"

I leaned forward and breathed beer into her face, "Don't you tell me how to act, you're nothing but a gold digging whore."

I pulled a twenty out of my wallet and dropped it on the table. Then walked out to my car.

Megan

Megan stood there she was just about to follow Rick when his dad stepped into her way. Looking down at her.

"Megan you need to talk some sense into him."

When she saw the bitches head bobbing up and down she was done. Looking to Pete and Stacy she shrugged they knew her to well. Getting a nod from him she stepped around his father and into the bitches face. Catching her with a right hook she grinned. Looking back to his dad.

"You need sense knocked into you to. I am sure I know someone>"

She said as she watched him going to Jennifer's side. Grinning broadly she walked out of the bar and over to Rick's car.

"Alright you wanna go to Teaser's"

She said to him with a smile and twinkle in her eye. Leaning in his car window. Teasers was the local strip club that Megan worked at most nights, either bar-tending, waitressing, dj'ing, or dancing, just depended what they needed on what night.

I leaned against my car and closed my eyes. I didn't trust myself enough to drive, not because of the beer I poured down my throat, but because of my anger. Megan came walking up to me flexing her right hand casually and asked if I would like to go to Teaser's.

I raised my eyebrow, "I thought you didn't like being at work when you didn't have too."

She shrugged and I smiled. Like I said before she was a good friend, booze and tits would make this a better night than it had been. I nodded and handed her my keys, "You wouldn't mind driving would you?"

So we went to Teaser's. The big neon sign out front in the shape of a girl lowering her bikini bottoms signaled the front door. The interior was what you would expect from a strip bar. The girls didn't get fully nude, only topless because alcohol was served. The place was like an awesome version of hooters, only you got horrible chicken wings and real tits.

Megan and I got a booth and were greeted by a cute blond with natural perky apple-sized tits. She gave us a smile and said hi to Megan then asked what she could bring us. I ordered Whiskey, straight.

"It's a shame because in a few minutes I'm going to be too blind to see the tits around here." I teased Megan, trying hard to put Jennifer and my father out of my mind.

Megan

Laughing softly Megan leaned back in the booth. The music vibrating through the seat. She could feel the energy in the club tonight. It was a Thursday night but by the looks of things they were expecting a party. Looking at Candy Megan arched an eyebrow.

"Candy I'll just have a pineapple upside down martini. Hey you guys expecting it to be busy tonight..?"

She asked curiously. Seeing Candy nod and then walk off Megan shook her head. There was more then likely some drama going on tonight. Just as she thought it the girl that had been dancing on center stage just walked off. Bitching about not enough money and to many whores in one room.

Laughing Megan looked back to Rick.

"Alright so here is the plan. I will get you trashed so you wont remember tomorrow, and then I will give you one of those lap dances you have continued to ask me for.. for the past, how many years now.?"

She asked him laughing softly. Pulling her leather jacket off she set it off to the side. Her shirt was black and dipped low between her breasts. Her pants clung to her showing off all of her beautiful assets . Leaning on the table over to him she winked playfully.

"Sound like a plan?"

She asked him in a teasing manner as she licked her lips seductively.

I blinked in awe at her comment. The music was loud and I couldn't have possibly heard her right. Since the day Megan had become a stripper I had teased and begged her for a lap dance. I understood why she had never wanted too, after all we've been friends a long time and I could see the awkwardness that would probably follow. Megan was extremely hot though, I mean she was easily the hottest girl I'd ever known.

There was a body language in the way she took off her jacket, her back arching softly but enough to let me know her top was low cut and her cleavage was available to my eyes. God I had fantasies of her chest in our younger days.

The seed was planted in my mind now though and I was once again thinking of her in a sexual way. Candy brought us our drinks and I sipped mine quickly, feeling the burn warm my gut and loosen my inhibitions.

So I nodded and leaned forward, "That's a funny joke Megan. But please, don't tease me with a lap dance. I know you want me to feel better, but I don't want you to be uncomfortable with it." I told her, totally hoping she wanted to rub her tits in my face anyway.

Megan

Megan smiled as she heard his words. Leaning forward across the table she whispered gently to him.

"Rick I am more then willing to do this for you.... Don't you worry about it."

She said to him before she leaned back in her seat once more and took a drink from her glass. Looking around the bar she smiled, the place was getting busy and she would be missing out on a lot of money tonight.

It was ok though, meaning she was one of the favored dancers in the bar she usually pulled in enough money on any given night to last her a few months. Looking back to Rick she smiled as she sat there. He seemed thrilled and nervous all at the same time. At least he wasn't stressing anymore at the moment, and that had been the point. Of course his dad and Jennifer would never come here.

Meaning Jennifer hated this place, and his dad was apparently now whipped by her so she wasn't to worried. Plus if they did show up she could always have them removed.

I was three drinks into my strip club adventure, watching the girls on stage dancing because I didn't know what else I could say to Megan. It was strange and odd to be sitting there with my best friend and periodically glancing at her to see if she wanted to rub her tits in my face yet.

I finished my third jack and coke and leaned back in my seat. The world was begining to have that wonderfully little swirl to it. I glanced over toward Megan to let her know that I was about as sloshed as I was going to get without projectile vomiting, but she wasn't there.

Her absence was a bit sobering and I sat up quickly looking around for Megan, but I couldn't see her through the crowd. Candy passed by to pick up my glass and I gently took her hand. "Where did Megan go?" I asked her.

Megan

Walking out of the back dressing room wearing a mini skirt and a black tank top, one of Rick's favorites she walked over to the table. Her regulars were there but she had already dealt with that, having the other girls explain to them that this was a special occasion and she was not working tonight.

Walking over to the table where Rick was she smiled looking down to him.

"Now why don't you come with me?"

She purred to him placing her hand out for him to take.