The Best Revenge

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Revenge is a dish best served cold, I thought as I looked in the mirror. I looked damn good, the red dress accenting my curves, and that I'd lost weight. I smiled in the mirror as I pinned up my dark mahogany locks.

I was looking forward to the wedding, the groom was the one who got away, actually stolen away, but that didn't matter now. He had chosen to fuck my secretary, and I insisted on fidelity, besides the bitch was pregnant now. I wondered if it was even his as my secretary had been fucking around long before she met him and as far as I knew still was.

I wondered why I had even gotten an invitation, probably my ex secretary's idea to rub the whole thing in my face. I had debated about bringing a date but decided it was better to attend alone. The invitation had been address to Michaela Cahone and guest. I laughed about the and guest part.

I took one more look in the mirror, my contacts enhanced the green in my hazel eyes, my burgundy lips matching the dress. The top was a lush velvet, the skirt two layers of gauzy cotton, just thick and dark enough to conceal my legs.

I glanced down at my red snake skin patterned boots. They were comfortable, added two inches to my height, and my ex had said they were commandingly sexy.

OOC

so my character is looking for a little revenge, perhaps meeting someone hot on the way to wedding or at wedding to flirt with.
 
Revenge is a dish best served cold, I thought as I looked in the mirror, my chacoal tux accenting my steel grey eyes. I looked damn good my week in the Bahamas deepening my tan, my regular visits to the health club hardening my abs and taking off ten unneeded lbs at 5'10" 175lbs. I was proud of my self. I ran my fingers through my black curly hair and smiled.

I was looking forward to the wedding the bride was the one who got away , actually stolen away, but that didn't matter now. She had chosen to fuck her bosses boyfirend and I had insisted on fidelity. Besides the bitch was pregnant now. I wondered if it was even his as she was still fucking me long after she met him. In fact I still was, up until the day I got the invitation that is.

I wondered why I even got an invitation probably just one of her sick jokes. I debated about bringing a date but decided it was better to attend alone. The invitation had been addresed to Peter Jackson and guest. I laughed about the and guest part.

I took one more look in the mirror ran my fingers through my hair and adjusted my belt My ex would say that I looked damned sexy.


OOC:So my character is looking forward to a little revenge, perhaps someone hot on the way to the wedding possibly in the elevator... lol your turn intriguess
 
*L* didn't give me a lot to work with and if you insisted on fidelity like you echoed in my post then you said you were fucking her up until the wedding? it was all very unclear, and while humorous, not exactly a lot to go on.
 
Peter Jackson

OOC: The object of my humour was to expand on the irony of the situation. I'll continue and give you more to go on.

IC: I was looking at my shoes marveling how they were so shiny that I coud see my face in them when the elevtor stopped on the third floor. I was thinking about the telephone call from a friend inquiring about Stacys condition. She had heard by the grapevine that she was pregnant and wondered what our plans were. I was shocked to say the least. Stacy had told me she was on the pill. further on in our conversation my friend told me that Stacy was fooling around. I couldn't help it I blew my stack. I told her, I didn't play those games and it's a fine thing that you didn't mention this to me before when I could have done something about it.

Stacy was one hot bitch and I knew if she was seeing someone else she was fucking him too, so it was obvious she was dumping me for someone new. Well she sure screwed up in more ways than one, and I was just about to really rub it in.

The smell of perfume caught my attention and I looked up to see this gorgeous brunette step into the elevator. I did a double take. She was dressed in a red dress that said come and get me baby. In her hand she held an envelope that looked exactly like the one that I held in my hand. Could it be? Was she heading for the same wedding I was? Alone? Damn, I thought, these things only happen in the movies.
 
The elevator doors opening and I was fingering the wedding invitation. The doors slide open and I was faced by the vaguest impression that I knew him. I noticed by the way he was dressed he was undoubtedly heading to the wedding. I smiled and entered the elevator, when I turned to see where he was heading I knew he was going to the wedding. The door closed and I let my eyes casually inspect him.

I did a double take. He was dressed impecably. In his hand he held an envelope that looked exactly like the one that I held in my hand. Could it be? He washeading for the same wedding I was and alone? I thought these kind of set ups only happened in movies.

"So are you a guest of the bride or the groom?" The question felt safe, if he was a friend of Dale's then perhaps I had seen him before, and if he was a relative of Stacy's, well either way it would certainly sour her joke if I were to walk in with him.
 
Peter

" are you a friend of the bride or the groom?"

I heard her say and for a moment was lost for words. Then my sarcastic nature took over and I said coldly Right now I'm not sure, before the night is over I'll know better.

Realizing I had just possibly ruined my chances of getting to know this sexy woman better I changed my tune. Smiling awkwardly I thrust out my hand.

"Sorry for the sarcasm Miss..... Lets just say I'm going there to have a good time. My name is Peter, Peter Jackson, I dont' believe we've met."
Figuring that I might as well put all my eggs in one basket I added.

"The invitation said I could bring a guest... I shrugged my shoulders.... If your not busy.... I grinned. I'd love be your escort....."
 
Michaela

"Right now I'm not sure, before the night is over I'll know better."

I could hear the sarcastic nature of his tone and while inside I laughed as I didn't really care for either of them, I found it odd that a negative comment could actually enhance my opinion of him. I watched as he smiled and thrust out his hand awkwardly.

"Sorry for the sarcasm Miss..... Lets just say I'm going there to have a good time. My name is Peter, Peter Jackson, I don't believe we've met. The invitation said I could bring a guest. If your not busy...I'd love be your escort....."

"Miss Calhone," I offer wondering if the name would ring any bells. I found it funny that he suggested I be his guest it made me feel like the only reason I got in the elevator was so he could pick me up. "I'm here to have a good time as well, and you're probably the most interesting person I'll meet considering the bride and groom." I shake his hand, feeling the heat of his palm. "I do have my own invitation, but it would be nice to have someone interesting to sit by and it certainly beats getting pawned off on the hideously single relatives."

The elevator doors slide open and I looked out at the old friends and such, gathering around the door and sign in book. Everyone looked surprised, probably to see me but I noticed Peter was getting his fair share of stares.
 
Peter

I must have done something right , because she seemed to warm up to me accepting my hand and returnng my sarcastic banter. " know just what you mean Miss Calhone..saying her name slow to see if I should maybe know her. Nothing comes to me though so I continue. "When ever I show up at an event like this alone theres always some busy body trying to introduce me to their cousin or sister in law or whatever. Like they think it's their duty to match me up. God if I want company I'll ask for it. Blind dates suck anyway don't they."

"Fooled them this time though thanks to you. Look how they're all looking at me cause I got a babe on my arm." Saying that I reach out and take her arm and tuck it under mine smiling like the cat who got the cream.

"Let's find the booze I hear they got lot's of it here."
 
Mikayla Calhone

"I think it's an infection of weddings, that everyone should be in a happy pair. Blind dates are terribly awkward and I don't think I know anyone who has met their significant other on a blind date, unless it was not the person they had been set up with."

I wans't sure how I felt about being called a babe, and the call to booze reminded of a frat boy and I sincerely hoped he wouldn't end up that way. I pulled away briefly to sign into the guest book and smile at various guests. I felt his hand on my back as I stood ready to face the wedding.
 
Peter

As we signed the guest book and proceeded to make our way to our seats I looked for people I might know amoung the guests. It felt really great to be by the side of this woman and to have many of the guests aware of the fact that we were together. Finding a couple of empty seats I steered her into one and courteously waited for her to sit before taking my seat.

The brides side of the family started filing in and I began to think about how much fun I was going to have with them after this tedious ceremony was over. My entuhsiasm began to show when I began to describe them to my companion.

"That's her mother, I whispered. The platinum blonde, with all the makeup, trying to pretend shes 39. The maid of honor is her older sister Ten to one shes slept with the groom, shes a competitive bitch. the other attendents I'm not sure maybe some girls from work, but then she got fired a couple of weeks ago so.. Hey, maybe you know all this, I forgot for a moment that you might know some people here too. duh... I grinned. How about the groom He looks kind of lost up there don't you think. I don't know him from Adam .How about you? Oh that one groomsman thats Stacys brother wouldn't know it by looking at him but he's queer as a three dollar bill. He looks like he should be a football player. go figure.that guy in the front row the wimpy looking one, thats his special friend . I realize I'm running off at the mouth and pause. So, who do you know here?"
 
Michaela Calhone

"You could say I introduced the happy couple to each other." I choose my words carefully. We were getting a lot of odd looks and I glanced over at his family and saw the raised eyebrows and could sense the whispers. "I used to work with Stacey and I know Dale from before they dated. I know pretty much everyone here except Stacey's relatives. I'm sure pretty much everyone wonders where I nabbed you." I smile and chuckle, "and considering how pissed off her sister looks, I'd say ten to one she can't believe her younger sister is getting married and having a baby first. I'd even say that the groom has been rejecting her, after all Stacey may be a slut, but she knows how to keep a man."
 
Peter

I thought I'd better ask Miss Calhone her first name and give her some information about me in case someone were to talk to us later, it might keep us from some embarrasment.

"By the way I didn't catch your first name.... or maybe you didn't throw it, I whispered grining You're probably wondering about my relationship to this group. I'm a computer consultant and I did some repair work at your place of business about a year ago or so, strange I dont' remember you ... anyway that's where I met Stacy, she was a secretary there her boss was on vacation and she had called me to do some repair work on the system. After I finished she called me again ...we had just sort of hit it off . so I met her family and we got on alright" I didn't go into details we were both too busy checking out the guests, and my mind trying to figure out a way to liven this party up later.
 
Michaela Calhone

"Michaela, and I'm not sure I did say my name." So this was Stacey's ex boyfriend. "It's interesting that she invited you, Stacey always did have a perverse sense of humor." I put it politely after all I am sitting amidst her family and friends and I occasionally hear someone else talking about how Stacey liked to seduce men away. I wondered what kind of tech work he had done as I couldn't remember being billed for it, of course it would be just like Stacey to screw up, hire someone cute to fix it and then try and screw with his head. I wasn't sure how much I wanted to reveal of my own past, after all most of the whispers were about how good I looked.
 
Peter

"Michaela, thats a nice name" I pause seems like I should know that name like I read it some where or heard someone say it. My arm around the back of her chair, I squeeze her shoulder noticing the groom looking kinda hard at either me or her. It couldn't be me he don't know me from Adam

"Whats with him I say, you get him mad or something.? Well, lets just see what this makes him think."

I lean over and kiss her ear mmmm she sure smells good, this is going to be great fun I can tell already . The music starts and Stacy is coming down the isle behind the ring bearer and the flower gir. lI have to admit she's looking good. Her father, alongside her seems to be in a different world a grin frozen on his face, drunk as usual.

"I didn't know he drank till I saw him sober one time." I whisper to Michaela.
 
Micki

"I'm surprised he can walk straight," I murmur and find myself enjoying the dark stare Dale is giving me. "I guess Dale is just surprised I'm here. After all I was shocked to be invited, but I figured what the heck, might as well go, free food and booze and all that." I notice Stacey rushed the wedding so her pregnancy is not obvious. I notice the stunned expression on Stacey's face as she spots us together and nearly missed her cue to speak as the minister addresses her.

"This is going to be more fun than I thought," I softly whisper into his ear.
 
Peter

“It most certainly is,” I whisper back, feeling her body soften against mine like we were old friends and maybe even more. “ Well, I guess we know what we have in common don’t we”, as Stacy continues to glance in our direction as she completes her vows. “ I‘m betting that she invited both of us just to rub our noses in it. You, because she got your man and me, because she got away with cheating on me.”

But did she I wondered looking to see if she was showing her pregnancy yet. Then I chuckled to myself not hardly Stacy was always doing things to disguise what her real body was like. Once she got her breast implants it seemed like she just couldn’t stop. nipple enhancement navel surgery. implants to round out her ass cheeks nose job, you name it she did it and those damn rings in the most perverse places on her body to my notion they just got in the way but that was Stacy. Then there was the tattoo craze, not in the places that showed but little flowers and butterflies on her ass cheeks and around her nipples. I chuckled out loud when I thought of it. She had come over one night tight and giggly undressing even as she came in my apartment door “Looky here Peter honey what I got just for you. she pulled her bikini panties down across her shaved mound and a bright orange pumpkin came into view. She had looked at me seductively and chortled, “Peter, Peter pumpkin eater.”

It was then I noticed the arrow pointing downward . I suppose it was cute in a weird sort of way but that was Stacy.

Micki hears my laughter and turns, a question on her face. I wink, “Never mind I’ll tell you later ... then I add when you talk to Dale ask him how he likes the pumpkin.”
 
Michaela

I chuckled under my breath as I watched the unhappy couple muster through the vows. I softly whispered to him that we should really rub it in her face at the reception. Then I asked if he had any objections to public displays of affection.

As I whispered I let my lips just brush his ear lobe. I could almost feel the steely glare of Stacy and wondered how long ti would take her to seperate us and try and find out how long we'd been together. Cheaters never dream they are being cheated on even as they think of it, I bet she thought we had met and been together before she had been fucking Dale.
 
Peter

I don't mind at all in fact I'd rather enjoy it. I whispered back feeling a fluttering inside me as her lips brush my ear lobe. I return the intimate gesture by gently pulling her ear lobe into my mouth and holding it there, glancing sideways at Stacy As she passes us coming down the aisle. Several people are staring now as the ceremony ends and people begin to greet eack other. Before we get up I lean over to her again and whisper. "This could really be a lark if I were to introduce you as my Fianc'ee now wouldn't it?"

"I have an even better idea." I add as I reach into my pocket and pull out the diamond ring that Stacy had returned along with the invitation and that I had intended to throw back at her today.
"Why don't you try this on for size."
 
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Micki

The ring was nothing like Stacy and I wondered about who had chosen it as I slide it on. "Perfect fit," I whispered as Stacy and Dale headed back down the aisle. "This should be interesting, I'd lay odds that Dale gets so drunk that nothing happens tonight." Not that what would happen would be that great I internally added. Then again perhaps he had better staying power with a slut like Stacy.
 
Peter

"How about that I said, as it slipped smoothly on her finger. Stacy never wore it thought it was too plain. It was my mothers." butit looks nice on you. I held her hand a little longer than I thought I should and then grinned to myself. Hell we're engaged if only for one afternoon why not enjoy it.

In the reception line I bussed Stacys younger sister on the cheek and introduced her to Micki, making sure she saw the ring. she gave me a cold stare and then some weird idea must have come into her head as she pulled me to the side and whispered in my ear.

"Now that Stacy is out of the way you and I should get together, if you know what I mean."
I felt her hand squeezing my butt.

We moved on to Stacys mother who didn't even seem to see us her nose was so high in the air. Her father was in a different world. You could have told him the president just got shot and he would hav answered

"How nice"
 
Michaela

I smiled politely at them and noticed the dark stare Stacy's younger sister gave me. I breezed past Stacy's parents when you returned to my side. "I bet that was fun," I softly whisper to you and just as we are about to face our respective exes I lean in and enjoy a long lingering kiss, enjoying the resistance at first and then feeling slightly hesitant myself as your mouth opened. I pull back slowly and take a deep measured breath and with a smile say, "Congratulations."
 
Peter

"This is fun,"I murmur not sure if I'm thinking about the kiss we just shared or the sight of Stacy and her new husband giving us looks that could kill. I'm feeling a sudden rush that is very exciting as I squeeze yours hand before stepping forward to give Stacy the customary congratulatory hug and kiss. The kiss of death I think as I know she is going to soon regret that she had ever fucked with me.

She pulls back at first looking to Dale for protection. He is no help as he is dealing with you, so she lets me pull her into my arms and turns her head for me to kiss her cheek. That is her mistake however as I pull her closer and find the soft spot behind her ear that I know is so sensitive. I feel her shiver and hear her mutter
"You bastard you ,just what the fuck do you think you're doing here."

I whispered back. "You invited me, sugar I wouldn't have missed it for the world"
 
Michaela

Dale and I share a tense hug while Stacy had pulled him in. He whispered, "What are you doing here with him?"

I chuckled and said that I was just using him for sex, and left the rest to his imagination. "Save a dance for me," I politely ask ignoring the daggers Stacy is throwing at me with her eyes. "We better move on, wouldn't want to keep the line from moving." I take Peter's hand and enjoy the stunned expression on Dale's parents faces as they look at the ring and before they can ask anything I simple say, "Let's talk later." By the time we get to the end of the line the nearly everyone is talking about us.

I turn to you and say, "I was going to skip the reception, but right now I don't think I would miss it for the world."
 
Peter

"Save a dance for me"

I heard her tell Dale and I grin thinking how that would look to the rest of them. Micki in her stunnig red dress making her best effort to embarrass him.

We sat down and began lunch feeding each other bits of food like we we're the newly weds instead of Stacy and Dale. I held her hand as she wiped frosting from my mouth with a napkin and then seeing some on her fingers pulled them into my mouth. a smudge of frosting on her cheek was too tempting and as I licked it clean I moved toward her mouth pulling her into a playfull kiss.

Here's to the newlyweds I say raising my glass and intetwining my arm with Micki's as we drink to the unlucky couple.
 
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Micki

We playfully ate food and were even more silly eating the cake. I could see Dale was working no time in getting plastered as he downed several glasses of champagne. We toast to them and I murmur we should enjoy a slow dance before we take turns with the unlucky couple. I let my mouth brush his ear lobe kissing it softly and noticing that more people are staring evilly and confused at us.
 
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