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"OK girls, here's to another week closer to graduation!" Marci held up her drink and the other girls, including Britney Mayer, toasted with her. What Marci spoke was the truth. Although it would be awhile before they were to graduate, they liked to count it down with a drink to the end of another week. They liked to go out to different bars once a week and get drunk and just let the weekend happen.

"So, what should we do after this girls? Hit downtown? I hear Gino's has male strippers tonight!"

Britney made a face, "Male strippers? Ugh, no thank you...same ol' guys we see in class I'm sure."

The others laughed and just as Britney was going to make a suggestion, the music started up loudly as an announcement was made that tonight's house band would be a local group and by the sound, Britney knew before the call was made, "The Guardians!!"

She groaned inwardly. She knew exactly who was in the band and didn't want to face any of them today...especially one in particular. Tommy.

They had literally fought it out earlier today in class to prove who would be a top contender for a certain scholarship to be awarded at the end of the year. Both Britney and Tommy were the front runners..well, the only runners for this particular scholarship and they basically daily arguments no matter where they went. It was a hate/hate relationship.

At least that's what everyone saw on the outside.

Britney got up to leave but Samantha grabbed her and made her stay. Of course, she would have just gone but Samantha's boyfriend was part of the band so, she didn't want to seem rude by pulling away and leaving.

So, Britney had no choice but to stay. Stay through the whole set.

At least by the time they were done, she was pretty buzzed off all the drinks she consumed. Of course, she knew she'd be paying for it later but hell, it made the night more tolerable.
 
Tommy spotted her in the crowd about halfway through the Guardian's first set. Britney. He smirked at her when their eyes caught; they'd had quite the argument that afternoon in class, which had spilled out into the hallway afterwards.

The both of them just seemed to know how to push each other's buttons. He definitely had not expected her to be here at this bar tonight after their fight today, that was for sure.

On the other hand, perhaps it wouldn't be such a bad thing, after all. She was drinking, pretty heavily, but so was he; the band got paid in beer, after all.

And they played well. Tommy led them through a hodge-podge of southern blues rock, giving him ample opportunity to let his Les Paul scream, wail, cry and weep, and the growing crowd was impressed with the band's musical prowess. They had a psychedelic edge, to be sure, with plenty of extended instrumentals that had just the right energy to get the patrons dancing.

When it was all said and done, and the band was breaking down the gear to load back up in the van, Tommy finally made his way over to the bar, sidling up next to Britney. After today, he needed something from her, and he knew she needed the same thing from him.

The bartender placed a beer in front of him. "We need to talk," he said, turning to Britney. "In private," he added, eyeing her friends.
 
"Oh fuck.." Britney said as she down the last of her drink and slammed it on the counter of the bar. She made a face at her friends and gave them a nod, "I'll catch you all tomorrow for brunch, OK?"

Walking around Tommy, she bumped his shoulder with hers and told him, "Fine, let's get this shit over with."

She could only imagine him shaking his head at her as she left the bar out the back door to where the last of their instruments had been packed up in the alley. Britney turned to Tommy and glared at him, "What now?"
 
Tommy glared right back at her as they stood in the alley. It was secluded. They were alone. The rest of the band was in the bar getting drunk.

"I think we both need something after today," he growled, pushing her firmly up against the brick wall, his hands on her arms, holding her there for a moment as their eyes locked. His cock rapidly stiffened in his jeans.

"You can't tell me you haven't been thinking about it all fucking day," he said, scowling at her, one hand moving down to her thigh, and quickly making its way up underneath her short dress to grab her crotch!
 
Britney gasped and closed her eyes when he grabbed her. She returned the favor and did the same thing to him when she grabbed at his cock in her hand...even though it was guarded by his jeans, she could feel it's warmth and hardness beneath the rough material.

"Of course I was fucking thinking about it, asshole.." she said as she arched her back against the cool brick wall. Her other hand reached his neck and ran up it until her fingers threaded through his hair and she grabbed a handful, pulling his head toward hers and kissing him hard on the lips.

She shoved her tongue into his mouth and pressed her body against his as she lift one leg up against his hip...
 
Tommy hastily unfastened his jeans as their kiss intensified quickly. Their lust was undeniable, as undeniable as their disdain for each other. His tongue battled with hers within their mouths, and one of his hands pawed at her large tits, even as his other hand pulled up the bottom of her dress.

He tugged at her thong underwear, pulling it aside to expose her juicy, hungry cunt. He fingered her pussy, finding her already quite wet. He grabbed her leg and raised it up, spreading her lips, and pressed his cock towards her crotch.

His head found her entrance immediately, and he grunted as he pushed himself up inside her...
 
Britney gasped hard when she felt Tommy enter her.

She was backed up against the cold brick wall, the rough surface could be felt through her thin dress and it scratched at her skin but that was the least of her worries at the moment. Someone could easily come out any minute and catch the two in the act.

She would have cared if he didn't feel so good inside of her. But Britney craved more. Like her music, she wanted to fight for it. So, as Tommy was pushing into her, she lifted her other leg as both were now wrapped around his waist. In the midst of it all, she reached out and slapped Tommy across the face after breaking the kiss they were lost in, "Is that all you fucking got, Tommy?!" She panted, lost in the moment and not realizing what she had done until she saw the look in his eyes!
 
The slap stung like hell on his cheek! Tommy's eyes went wide as he thrust hard into Britney's hot, wet cunt, grinding her against the brick wall as her legs wrapped around his waist.

He sneered, his hands grabbing her ass and holding her firmly against him as he stepped away from the wall. He knew the van was right there behind him, and he spun with her, his cock still buried inside her, and slammed her back against the side of the van!

He thrust into her, hard now. "Fucking bitch," he grunted, and proceeded to slap her across the face, first with the palm of his hand, and then with the back of it!
 
The impact against the side of the van made Britney's breath catch! But before she could feel the next stroke of Tommy's cock enter her, he had slapped her twice... and probably twice as hard as she had hit him!

She arched her back, driving him deeper into her as she cried out, not caring who heard as she felt herself climaxing from the aggressive action she was receiving tonight.

If anyone knew the truth about how both Tommy and Britney were outside of the classroom, no one would believe it, yet, their twisted relationship was what kept them competitive in the classroom.
 
Tommy grunted as he felt Britney's cunt spasming and gripping onto his cock inside her, and he knew from her heated moaning that she was cumming hard.

His hand came up her body, groping at her tits as she writhed in ecstasy on his dick, and then moved up and he got a tight grip on her neck...

And squeezed...
 
Her breath was immediately cut off and Britney reached up and grabbed at Tommy's arm as he continued to fuck her... Her eyes started to roll back but just then, Tommy released his grip and she gasped for air just as she came again!

The euphoria from the lack of air, mixed with her orgasm caused Britney to scream again in which she felt his mouth muffle the sounds coming out of hers...
 
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