IC Cheated

Lance:

Lance quickly turned his jeep around and headed towards the dock, wondering why Steph had sounded so hurt and depressed over the phonee.

''I'm coming for you sweety, I'm coming for you...' Lance said, accelerating towards the dock as fast as he could.
 
Stephanie:

I was sitting on the edge of the dock, shivering in the cool night air. Even my sweatshirt wasn't enough to warm me from the breeze blowing off the water. I heard the gravel crunching behind me and turned my head to see Lance's jeep pulling into the lot. He looked worried, his face set in a frown as he jumped from his jeep and looked around for me. When he saw my shape at the end of the dock, he jogged over to me, his eyes never leaving my face.

"Steph, sweety, what's wrong?" he called, nearing me.

I stood up and when he was within reach I grabbed him, burying my face in his chest as I started crying again.

"Oh Lance, I've done something terrible! I can't even, can't tell you I feel so horrible!" I cried, my shoulders shaking with the force of my sobs.

"What is it? Tell me Steph, please!" he said, hugging me against his chest.

So, finally, after a few deep breaths and his comforting words and hugs I told him everything. About how I'd brought Jeff over to comfort him, the wine, my buzz, the intimate setting, us kissing...all leading up to David coming in to find us entwined on the bed. Lance didn't say a word, just hugged me tighter when I sobbed occassionally. Soon, the story was out and I stepped back from him, my hands on his arms. Looking at him, I asked, "So what do I do Lance? I love David so much, I can't stand to be without him. I'd just kill myself! How do I get him back? Make him see that I love him and need him and want to be with him? He's the only man for me and I fucked it up Lance, I fucked it all up!!" I burst into tears again, and buried my face in my hands. Lance patted my shoulder and then said....
 
Lance:

''It's all right sweety...it's all gonna be ok. I swear.'', Lances says hugging Steph really close to him, kissing the top of her head.

''Here, I brought this for you...'', says Lance, handing Stephanie a small velvet furred box.

''What is it?'', she asked, whipping the tears from her face.

''Open in it..'' he says pulling a smile.

Stephanie opens the box and finds inside a silver bracelet with a small whire gold heart locket on it.

She takes it out and says...
 
OCC: Damn, who isn’t after my girlfriend, what about me, I have needs to, LMAO!, only kidding…

In his room he sat, just sitting, that was all he did for the night so far…

He decided to not let this get him to far down, he broke up with her, someone who he thought he would love forever, but damn, he caught right in the middle of sex, sighing to himself as he stood from his place and moved to the door, his roommate wasn’t home, he never was, Aaron was always out on the town, always urging me to go with him…

“Maybe I should now” he sighed as he lowered his head slightly, grabbing his jacket, going back to the place he always went, he always loved, the pool…

Moment later he found himself swimming in the pool, laps after laps, the sounds of rippling water echoed thru the gym as he swam, nodding to the nightly manger as he came by to check on things…

“Wow, swimming hard” he spoke in a deep voice…

“Yea, caught Steph cheating on me…” Dave replied

“OUCH!” the man spoke…

“Yea, you can say that again” as his hands slid over his wet locks…

“You know, she is damn good looking, it was only a matter of time, you swimming and working a lot”

“Yea, I suppose…but…”

“But nothing ole boy, if you didn’t satisfy here, she would find someone.”

Dave shook his head and continued to swim.
 
Stephanie:

"Oh Lance, it's beautiful...but...why? I don't deserve this. I'm the worst woman on the planet! How could I've done this to him?" I sobbed, handing the bracelet back to Lance and crying again. "I've got to go to him, Lance, I've got to make this work! I'll never make it without him, NEVER!"

I pushed past Lance and ran toward my car, him chasing behind me.

 
Lance:

Lance stopped afew feet away from Stephanie, letting her go and get in her car.

''Becouse I love you...'' he whispers, as Stephanie enters her car and drives off.
 
Stephanie:

I knew where David would be, he was always there! I drove recklessly toward the pool, almost sideswiping an old woman as she slowly drove through an intersection. "Hurry up you old hag!" I yelled, honking my horn and swerving around her.

In about 5 minutes I was pulling into the lot of the gym, where the pool was housed. Slamming my Camry into park, I ripped the keys from the ignition and jumped out of the car. Sprinting toward the door of the gymnasium, I tried to plan what I was going to say. Then I decided just to go with my heart.

I slid into the area surrounding the pool, almost falling on the puddles of water that were everywhere. I saw David in the deep end, floating on his back. I could tell he was thinking, he always did that when he was upset about something. I took a few deep breaths and walked over near where he was floating.

"David. I love you. Please, can't we just talk? I need you and can't live without you, David. Please, just talk to me." I said loudly, so that he could hear me through the water covering his ears. I crouched down on the edge of the pool, tears in my eyes, waiting for him to respond.

He stood up and looked at me, and I cringed at the hate I saw in his eyes. God, it was hopeless. What the hell was I going to do?
 
The water was cool and comforting as he floated there, head back leaning more so, his eyes closed as the tranquility of his surrounds soaked in, then hearing it shatter by Steph in her haste to see him…

His eyes opened and for a moment his eyes flamed with rage…

Then they resided and the feeling slipped away, stepping from the pool…

His form dripped with water, the beads of water that trailed each lean muscle outlined every ridge of his defined form, just a soft pant even showed the seams of his muscles…

“Don’t worry Steph” he smiled…

“I forgive you…” his smile grew as he came over to her, hugging her softly, pulling away as fast…

Stretching he went to dip his feet into the water…

“So, friends?” he looked back to her…

“I know for a fact that Ex’s still get along after a break up.”
 
Stephanie:

"No, David, NOT friends! I don't want to break up. I love you, need you. I'm sorry. Please, David...let's discuss this, work through it. I need you as more than a friend, I have plenty of them. I need you as my man, my lover, my boyfriend. God, can't you see that?" I cry, standing and crossing my arms over my chest. "I love you David! LOVE you! Why don't you talk to me?"

I started crying, feeling ashamed at the whole situation and just wishing I could turn back the hands of time so that none of this would be happening. He and I'd still be together, we'd be laying in my bed right now, talking, kissing, making love...

I had to make him see! I had to! I couldn't live without him as my love, I just couldn't! And I wouldn't!

Stepping closer to him, I reached out to touch his arm...my fingers brushing over his bicep lightly. "Please, baby, please. I need you." I whispered, my voice breaking over the words.
 
He pulled his arm away quickly…

“Go be with one of them then, hell, what would I care”

Shaking his head as he stepped back…

“Look…just don’t touch me, in fact, don’t see me anymore, I don’t want you to call me, I don’t want to even see you in the hall, I don’t want you at my place, I don’t even want to see you across campus…We are over Steph, you made that decision, not me, I want the one fucking a girl in my bed…You remember when I made a promise to you, about being faithful? You remember when I said I would remain to do so for the rest of my life…?” he looked down at the band she had given him, his fingers tracing over it…

“Well, I thought it meant both of us” as he pulled the band from him and threw it to the ground and left towards the locker room…

“I don’t want to see you again Steph!” He shouts at her before entering the room
 
Stephanie:

Sobbing hysterically now, I bent down and picked up the ring I'd given David. I wore the matching one on my right ring finger. We hadn't discussed marriage, but this was our way of showing our loyalty...Loyalty I'd fucked up.
Not being one to quit so easily, I followed him into the locker room.

"David, dammit! We've been together too long, we need to discuss this rationally. Please, I know I fucked up, I fucked up big time. But I want to work this out...I won't make it without you." I said, finding him standing near his locker.

He looked at me incredulously, as if he couldn't believe I'd followed him in here. His looks didn't stop me though.

"What would make you feel better? Hitting me? Here, hit me." I said, stepping closer to him and lifting my face to his. "Slap me in the face, punch me, do whatever it takes, just let me talk to you...please, let's work on this. If not now, let's talk tomorrow, just don't cut me out of your life baby, we've been through too much."
 
Shaking his head as he looked up from his undressing…

“Don’t you fucking stop, don’t you understand, you fucked this up, I am glad you notice that, so, now get out of my life, damn, I am sure you can find another, hell Jeff seems to be attracted to you” he smiles…

“I am sure he will be expecting one of your awesome blow jobs soon huh?” he chuckled as he let his pants fall, something she had seen so many times before…

But people say a boyfriend or girlfriend looks best when they are an ex…

“Look Steph, we are over, yes you did fuck up and yes it was big time, something I cant forget… I will admit Steph, the Sex was amazing, best I ever had… You give the best mind blowing blow jobs then anyone I have ever met, but I placed my emotional structure on you as well, something you destroyed…”

Shaking his head as he pats himself down…

“Now please, go…”
 
Stephanie:

"Fuck you David." At his look of surprise, I smirked. "Yeah, fuck you. I loved you because you were sweet once, and understanding...but now, now you're different. Ever since you've become the star of the swim team, you're someone else! Girls following you all over, begging off on a few of our dates. Who were YOU with? Is that why you're reacting like this? Because of a guilty conscience? That makes sense now that I think about it...and Jeff told me. He told me you had girls you could call anytime you liked. How do you think that made ME feel? I thought you loved me, but apparently not, not if you're not even willing to talk to me. So, yeah, FUCK YOU, David." I screamed, throwing both rings at him. They hit his chest and bounced off, rolling noisily across the cement floor of the locker room.

Spinning on my heel, I turned to go.
 
“You didn’t…” he gritted his teeth as his hand stretched out quickly and grabbed her wrist, turning her with speed and throwing her up against the wall…

“I don’t think you even know what your saying Steph” he grinds his teeth…

“I don’t think you even know how much I loved you” pushing her more so against the wall…

“How could you do this to me…How could you ever do this to me!” he bellowed under a vicious visage, still pressing her tightly against the wall…

His muscled chest pressed tight against hers…

“I never messed with anyone but you Steph, how could you accuse me of this…” he snapped at her…

“I haven’t had sex in two weeks because you had some issues in class to turn to, I’ve had to masturbate for two weeks Steph, does that mean anything to you, Jennifer, Jenny, Dana, even both of your fucking roommates have been after then, I could have any of them but I am with you, I always have been…see your blind as to what the others want, Jeff says that because he wants you, isn’t his motives visible, I mean he did just fuck you didn’t he?” his hand crept up her waist, pushing tight enough to bruise her, the sound of her clothing ripping…

“I haven’t even been this close to a woman for two weeks Steph…” he looked to her, the better of his man side was getting to him, he felt horny and very much of it…

Shaking his head as he tried to pull away, instead pulling closer to her, his breath heavy as the sweet air across her neck, his free hand sliding to her neck, she could feel the digits curl around her, his thumbs pressing to the under side of her chin and lifting her gaze, their lips so close together now, the soothing touch of his fingers were used with violence now, yet strangely tender…

He found himself groping freely at her bountiful breast, his fingers across the hem of her bra and pulling it down under her shirt and twisting her nipple under the fabric of her clothing…
 
Jeff:

It was a long walk across campus. The orange streetlights seemed to glow even more. My head was spinning. I remember Stephanie's roommates looking at me when I left the dorm. They looked so surprise. I mean is it so hard to believe a guy like me can get laid by Stephanie? Well...I guess it is, I thought kicking a pebble into a mudpuddle. Wait a minute..."Oh piss!" I said stomping my foot in the puddle. "Smooth Jeff" I muttered to myself. I realized I had forgotten my manuscript at Stephanie's I realized now wasn't the time to go back, she'd probably think I did it on purpose. But I needed that manuscript, who knows if she might burn it or what she'd do. I rehearsed what I would say as I walked back across campus. I mean it was a legitimate excuse. I did want to see her again but not right now. I just wanted to go home and work on my book in peace and quiet, although I wouldn't refuse some company if someone would offer. Afterall Stephanie had David, David had a ton of girls, and who did I have? Nobody.

I stood in front of her door for at least 10 minutes debating whether or not I should knock. Finally I reached to knock on the puke green colored door and nearly pissed my pants when the doorknob turned. I braced myself just in case it was David peering through the peephole and waiting to kick my ass. The doorknob turned more and the door opened. I made a fist and squeezed it tightly as the door creaked open.
 
Stephanie:

I knew I'd gone to far when David threw me against the wall. I cried out, but nobody was around to hear me. I sobbed as he screamed in my face, his handsome features twisting with rage. I listened as he told me how he'd loved me, how he hadn't ever cheated on me, how Jeff had lied to fuck me.

My breath was hitching as I tried to calm down, but my sobs wouldn't go away. Soon, I could hear his voice changing, growing more lustfilled instead of angry. His fingers forced my face up to his, my shirt was ripped, and he pinched my nipple through my bra, I winced, but didn't move away. Staring in his eyes, I let my hands slip around his bare waist, pulling him tighter to me.

I didn't want to spoil the moment by speaking, so I began to plant soft kisses on his chest. Light kisses that I trailed from one side of his body to the other, my hands slipping down to his ass, squeezing it gently as I kissed his bare skin. How I loved him, and if this was what he wanted, what I had to do to get him back, I'd take it. I'd let him take me however he wanted, and I'd love it, and him....
 
A low groan escaped his lips as her lips explore his form, his pant was soft as he pulled back slightly and pulled her back up to him, looking to her with a low smile, again pressing her against the wall this time with his lips against her neck, sucking hard, leaving a deep purple passion marker against her pure skin, she could feel the length of his penis press tightly against her form as his legs spread slightly, his hands taking hers and pulling them above her, his meaty hand clutching her wrist as he eagerly devoured her skin with deliciously lips…

Breaking his lips from her body for a moment, just to look at her, his eyes gazing across her cheeks, neck, how her breasts filled out her tight sweater and how it rode up slightly to reveal her mid-section, a single finger traced up that sweet line of her muscle, she always kept in great shape as he…

Her sexy body always drove him crazy…
 
Stephanie:

David had never been this rough before, but I didn't mind. It seemed to fit the night, the whole scene of events that had been played out this evening. I moaned as he sucked on my neck, his hands pressing me tight against the wall. I didn't protest as he pulled my hands above my head, stretching my body in front of him. His hands traced my toned stomach. I jogged and went to the gym 4 nights a week because I knew he liked me in shape, and perfect, just like him.

Moaning, I opened my legs wider, allowing him to press his erection against me. I circled my hips, my jeans rubbing against his boxer clad cock. I lifted my face to his, and whispered, "Kiss me David. Kiss me please."
 
His eyes were intense as he looked up to her his lips nearing hers, so close as he breathed a steady stead of his breathing against her lips, his lips neared her once more, barely touching, softly pressing before punishably bruising her lips quickly as his lips met hers, it wasn’t a pleasurable kiss that little kids pecked each other with but a passionate kiss one would give another who he hasn’t seen forever, his lips penetrated hers and his tongue pressed deep within her, sucking tightly before pulling away…

Again fierce eyes at her as he let her arms fall, stepping back and falling onto the bench, his erection was painfully obvious, a tightly pressed tent, the ridge of his crown was neatly outlined and the muscular form of his buttock was tight against this boxers because of such, his grin was wide as he looked up to her, a glint in his deep brown eyes as he leaned back slightly…

“I gave you want you wanted, give me a world class blowjob like you always do” his smile was wide as his grin lifted more so, his hand having slightly a problem to pull the massive beast like penis from his boxers, ridge and throbbing for her, the penis is an absolute beast, throbbing and dancing with the want of her lips about it…
 
Stephanie:

I smiled faintly and then stepped over to him, dropping to my knees between his legs. The tiles of the floor were hard against me, so I stripped off my ruined sweatshirt and folded it underneath my knees. Kneeling before him in only my bra and jeans, I felt like a whore, but if he wanted it, I would do it. I loved him and wanted him back in my life, no matter what I had to do to get him there.

"Let me help with that." I whispered, moving his hands from his cock and finishing removing it from the confines of his boxers. I stroked it up and down a few times, my hands squeezing it gently. A drop of pre cum leaked out, and I leaned forward, my tongue flicking out to lap it up. David moaned above me, his eyes locked onto my face as I began sucking the head of his dick. My lips closed around it, and I let my tongue swirl around the head, occassionally dipping into his slit, licking at the pre cum forming there. My hands were still stroking his shaft as my mouth suckled on his head only, my saliva dripping out and coating his length. It gave me the lubrication I needed to jerk him faster, my hands squeezing and releasing as they moved up and down his cock. My tongue was working circles around the throbbing head, and slowly I began to ease more of him into my mouth. He groaned, his hips thrusting up a bit as I sucked about half of him in between my hot lips.
 
Jeff:

The door slowly opened. I raised my fist ready to strike in self-defense. "You...what are you doing here?" I heard a soft voice say. Peering around the door I saw it was one of Stephanies roommates. "I...uh...oh...I" she narrowed her eyes as I stuttered and tripped on my words. "I forgot my manuscript, would it be ok if I went in Steph's room and got it real quick? I'm sure she doesn't want to see me." I said. "Yeah sure, hurry up." said her roomate. "Where's David and Steph?" I asked. "I don't know where they went" she replied. "But David usually goes for a swim when he's pissed, so you better hurry, they'll be back soon." she said.

Steph's room was still dimly lit. The wine bottle lay on the floor, blankets were tossed and crumbled, and a damp towel lay on the pillow. I looked all over for my manuscript. I coudln't find it. My head was now pounding, my hangover was setting in. I got on my hands and knees and looked under her bed. Nothing but dust bunnies under there. I rose to my knees as I noticed something sticking out of the mattress. I assumed it was just the tags, but I pulled it out anyways. I examined the paper, it was wrinkled and partly stained with coffee, possibly lipstick, and a few other unindentifiable stains. What could this be? I pondered. "Hey are you all right in there?" I heard her roommate ask. "Uh...yeah I'm fine" I shouted back. I went back to studying the paper. I stood up to walk to the lamp to get a better view of the paper. I kicked the wine bottle and fell backwards on the bed. The wine bottle rumbled and rolled across the floor before shattering as it struck the corner of Stephanie's dresser. I figured I better not press my luck and better leave now. I got up and froze as my shoe stepped in something wet. Looking down I realized it was my wine soaked manuscript. I picked it up between my thumb and forefinger and let out a disappointed groan. I threw it in the wastebasket in the corner. "Thank god for floppy disks" I said as I exited her room.

I walked back across campus, studying the stained paper under the glowing orange streetlights. Most of the writing was faded or blurred from the stains on it. All that were visible were a few lowercase letters and some digits. I thought at first it was a combination to a locker or some triplicate codes that Stephanie needed for work. But that wouldn't explain why it was hidden in teh mattress. I folded the paper and started to tuck it in my pocket. I glanced down at the fold. Seven of the digits aligned as well as what appeared to say "Dan." "It's a phone number" I said somewhat pleased that I solved part of the mystery. "Wait, this doesn't say Dan, it says Dana!" I shouted in jubilation I looked around to see if anyone saw my public display of idiocy. I saw someone getting in a red sportscar, he just shook his head at me. He started the engine and country music began blaring. "Who's cheating who? Who's being true? Who don't even care anymore?" the radio blasted as he drove away. "Well, well, talk about irony, we'll just see who's cheating who David." I whispered sinisterly as I tucked the paper in my pocket.

I remembered David had mentioned a girl named Dana once. He didn't say much about her but then again he didn't say much about Stephanie either. Granted a phone number isn't much proof of him doing something wrong but why else would it be hidden? and in his girlfriend's mattress of all places? He must be dumber than I thought. I decided to pay David and Stephanie a little visit.
 
Lance:

Lance quickly put his anger away. His partial arts training taught him better.

He drove down to the shaolin, where his masters lived. He made his way down the old trail road, towards the monastery. He needed guidance, and alot of it.

'Lance, what are you doing here so late?', said Samuel, the night guarding and one of the eldest monks, stepping out of the tree line.

'Pian. My apologies Shin Tsi Tai. I need guidance. My heart walks towards a path it knows will surely be frought with unneeded pain, suffering and disillusion.', Lance says in a humble voice, putting his right fist in his left palm, and saluting his master in the old form.

'Lance, guidance is always found through experience. But nontheless, enter. Sandra wanted to speak to you.' says the middle aged man, opening the door.

Lance knew the way to Sandras quarters. He'd been there before. Many times.

He took off his boots, and jacket, and remained only with his jeans and sleeveless t-shirt, showing off his black dragon and white tiger tattoo on his muscular back.

He walked pass the halls of the old shaolin, were dozens of youths found a new home there.

The beautiful carpeted hallways were always a home of comfort for Lance. He was always his best, down at his worst when he was here.

He reaches Sandras room and is about to knock, when suddenly, 'Please, Lance, don't be shy...enter.' says the sweet voice of Sandra, the youngest black belt in the shoalin.

'Pian Shin Tsi Mui.', says Lance, entering the room and kneeling down at the foot of the carpet that Sandra was found, reading a book, her beautiful skin relfecting the pale candle light filled room.

At age 24, Sandra was the youngest female black belt in a long time.

The room was an old style chinese room. Very beautiful, incense filled. With several weapons adorned.

'Lance, you told her how you felt...and she doesn't feel the same.', says Sandra looking at Lance with her emerald eyes.

'Yes. I mean, no. I ddin't get a chance. She's too inlove with someone else. it's a good intention fraught with disappointment.', Lance says, looking into Sandras eyes.

'Oh Lance...', says Sandra, standing up and kneeling next to Lance.

'Please Sandra...help me.' says Lance, looking down.

'Of course my love.' says Sandra, whispering into Lances ear, then licking it.

The sudden action Sandra took upon Lance shocked him, cousing him to jump to his side, instinctevly trying to get away.

'Bu-but Sandra! Wha-what're you doin!' says lance, in a hush but alerted tone, sitting now on his butt, with his legs spread.

'I'm going to help you forget...' says Sandra, looking deep into Lances eyes, crawling closer to him, sliding her hand onto his crotch, still mesmerizing him with her eyes, kneeling down and licking his lips.

'Now, I'll show you how I felt all this time...' says Sandra into Lances ears, slowly unbuckling his belt and removing his pants, as Lances worried and scared expression shifts to a smile and grin...
 
In the moment he moaned lowly, shivering slightly before pulling away…

“I…I cant do this…” he pulled from her…

“I’ll cal you in a couple of days babe” he spoke hush as he stood and looked back to her, his fingers cradled around her chin…

“You’ll go on without me babe… I know it, I am sure Jeff or that other friend of yours will take good care of you” he smiled…

“Love I just cant do this thou…” he sighed softly as he leaned forward and gave her the kiss she deserved, his lips soft and tender as they met hers, his lips forming softly to hers as he kissed her deeply, pulling back just slightly to allow his tongue to slip within the part of her lips, a soft suckling as he tugged at her upper lip…

He pulled back just slightly…

“Good bye Steph” as he pulled his pants back on, his kiss soft upon her forehead as he headed out…
 
Stephanie:

"David, wait!" I called, jumping to my feet. I tugged my ripped sweatshirt on, following after him. "David, I don't have anyone else, there's only you. I love you, God, why can't you see that??"

He ignored me, but I pressed on. "I was wrong, David, I made a mistake...why can't we at least sit down and talk about things...you weren't complaining back there when your dick was in my mouth! I love you and will do anything you ask of me. Please, please don't leave me like this!"

I wasn't going to cry again, so I held back my tears as I chased him down the hall, my strides barely keeping up with his longer ones.
 
Jeff:

I pushed through the glass doors into the poolhouse. I was silently rehearsing what I was going to say. I don't know if I expected Stephanie to believe me and see me as a hero or if I was about to lose the only 2 true friends I really had. At that point I didn't care. Sex can change relationships, make people do crazy thing, I'd like to have believed that deep down there was some love involved between Steph and I but I knew that was only fooling myself, we had just shared a moment of lust, but Maria had hurt me very badly, Steph was going to be hurt by David if she stayed with him, she needed me and I needed her, I just needed to make her see that somehow.

I walked down the hall my nostrils filling with the smell of chlorine and cheap aftershave. I kept my head down so I wouldn't gag. I crashed headfirst into David. We scratched around on the floor until we were both on our feet. We gazed intensely into each other's eyes. I was scared. I didn't know if he was going to hit me or not. Stephanie rounded the corner and appeared surprised to see me. I reached into my pocket to get the note. I decided I should reach slowly so they didn't think I had a gun or anything. "Lookee what I've got" I said in a sing-song voice as I started to unfold the paper.
 
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