For Oldtime's Sake [Open to 1 Male]

temptationsx

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And does she know,
Know about the times you used to hold me?
Wrapped me in your arms and how you told me
I'd be the only one?

I heard about,
Yeah, someone told me once when you were out,
She went a little crazy, ran her mouth about me.
Ain't jealousy funny?


Julie sang along to the all-too-true words of the song that she had on repeat for nearly the past month. It had been that long ago that she and her boyfriend suffered an unexpected break up, different from all the others they had been through. The arguing had gotten far too out of hand, past the point of no return. Nearly two weeks later, he had found himself another love interest and left Julie with nothing but heartbreak. At this point, she knew the thought of getting back together was a hopeless cause.

Slamming her hand against the car radio, Julie managed to turn off the song that she knew she really had to stop listening to. Fuck him. She thought to herself, unaware of her reckless driving through the zig-zagging lanes of the college campus' parking lot. Finding a spot was impossible, and her anger just made her even more impatient. Giving up and settling with a spot a considerable walk from the main building, Julie shoved her belongings into the back pack and made her way along.

"Hey." Julie gave a monotonous greeting to her friend as she slumped into the chair across from her at the table in the student common area. She wasn't in the mood for further conversation, so she was thankful that her friend was willing to leave it at that; her foul attitude was certainly apparent.

Sitting back in her chair, twirling a strand of her long blonde hair between her fingers, Julie's gaze scanned the large area of the room. It took only a few seconds for for her eyes to catch a familiar pair, causing her to suck in a quick breath and look away just as quickly as the moment occurred. "Shit.." She whispered under her breath, barely loud enough for even her friend across the table to hear. Without a second thought, Julie forced herself to look again, and there he was: her ex-boyfriend of almost two years, sitting at a far-off table, hand-in-hand with the girl that had taken everything from her.
 
Travis listened with half an ear to Samantha's story. Much as he liked his girlfriend, she could go into ridiculous detail when discussing her favorite class. Travis just nodded at the appropriate times as her latest travails in econometrics flooded out of her.

As he glanced around the room, a pair of eyes caught his gaze. The muscles in his back tensed as he recognized the face. She was wearing he was hair a little longer, but it was definitely her: Julie, his ex.

His eyes narrowed slightly. She was looking directly at him. What the fuck did she want? It'd been nearly a month since their final break-up.

Julie was the one girlfriend where he had to say "final" break-up. In the nearly two years they'd been dating, they'd had quite a few separations. Julie could be fiercely passionate and he could be ferociously stubborn. When they found them on opposite ends of an issue, the result could be quite combustible.

Still, they'd kept getting back together. Despite their occasional antagonism, he really did like her. Certainly she was far more interesting than most. He'd at times flirted with the notion that they might get married after college.

Moreover, he couldn't deny the sexual attraction. Julie was a stone cold fox. Her tits were somewhere between large and "Oh my God", and her slender frame only made her curves all the more rd. She also had adored his cock and had been regularly eager to demonstrate her affection. While Travis had some appeal with the ladies, he recognized gorgeous blonde bombshells with a fondness for fucking him weren't all that common; consequently, it'd been fairly easy to go back each time.

But this last separation hadn't lasted just a few days. Julie had hung tough this time, so it'd been nearly two weeks apart. Travis had been thinking about throwing in the towel just to end the tension.

But then he'd met Samantha. They'd hit it off that first night and the lack of drama proved very appealing after the tumult of Julie. Travis had walked away for good.

Only now she was staring at him. Well, why not give her something to watch.

"Hey sweetie," Travis said, "you'd better get going or you'll be late to class."

Samantha nodded and gathered up her books. Travis stood with her, then bent down to kiss her full on the lips. He let the kiss linger and deepen, enjoying it for several long seconds. He also let his hand creep down her back to rest on Samantha's ass. It was a bit more aggressive than he usually was in public, but today he had an audience.
 
Julie couldn't possibly tear her eyes away from the train wreck that was occurring in front of her. How it was possible for someone to move on so quickly after a long-winded relationship was beyond her, yet she understood that it only proved the kind of guy that Travis was, and always would be.

She directed her attention back towards her friend across the table as she made some mention about her weekend escapades, Julie merely nodding in acknowledgement. She slumped back in her chair just as she caught Travis in her peripheral vision standing along side his home wrecker. Her eyes fixed on the locking of their lips, then his hand finding it's way to her frumpy ass.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me.." Julie huffed, this time likely loud enough for the neighboring table to hear. She knew he was putting on a show, and she truly hated herself for how much seeing him with her tore her apart.
 

Travis let Samantha pull away, her cheeks slightly flushed. "WoW, where'd that come from?" she inquired.

"I just felt like it," Travis responded. "I kinda like you, if you hadn't noticed."

Samantha's blush intensified and her lips formed a delighted grin. She bobbed her head in acknowledgement and set off to class without another word.

Travis watched her go, then turned back towards Julie. Yep, she still was looking at him. Her expression had also suggested that she was pretty unhappy about something. Granted, she was a couple dozen yards away, so it could be anything. But Travis would lay heavy odds on her being upset kissing someone else.

Well, good. He spent over a year putting up with declaring they were over and only for her to want to get back together days later after she'd cooled down. He'd been like her yo-yo - thrown away momentarily only to be reeled in with a twitch of her finger. Now she knew what happens when you let the yo-yo spin for too long - till it doesn't have the energy.

Travis smiled, feeling especially pleased with the situation. Today was off to a pleasant start. He reached down and grabbed his backpack. He turned and headed towards the library.
 
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