Leonard insinuated that he and Penny have had sex. Now a very jealous Sheldon is at a fun raiser. With an open bar.


Sheldon POV

He sipped his cuba libre and watched her approach. Long golden hair, bronze skin, lush lips. Her eyes were more emerald than hazel though. She moved with a slinky hip roll that he knew was meant to entice. She approached until she was only inches away from him.

"Hello. I'm Clare. You're Sheldon Cooper, right?" Her voice was light, pleasant, with a bit of Boston to it. "I just read your paper on the probability of microscopic particle deterioration proving M-theory. Very interesting. Maybe I could buy you another drink and discuss it?"

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He watched her unbutton his pants through a foggy haze. Penny? Her golden hair brushed over his erection as she slipped a condom on him and he moaned. Thanks to several drinks he was felling pretty uninhibited. He reached down and grabbed her arms, drawing her up for a heated kiss. Her legs straddled his and she reached between them to position his cock. With a groan he slid inside her.

Sheldon caressed her breasts and plunged his tongue into her mouth in time with his hips. He was fucking Penny. She was actually in his arms and they were joined in the most intimate of ways. This was far superior to his fantasies and dreams.

Sheldon rolled them over and spread her legs more. He remembered Leonard's words earlier. He pumped his hips furiously as he neared orgasm. No! This was him and Penny. No one else mattered. Sheldon went rigid as his orgasm rippled through him. Her long nails dug into his back as she came loudly.

Long nails? Since when did Penny have long nails? She kept them trimmed down because of her job. Fake ones, maybe? Sheldon moved off her body and shook his head to try and clear it. Something was wrong. "Penny?"

A gasp made him look over at the bed. Slowly he focused on the irate woman sitting in the middle of his bed. "Clare!" She hissed at him. "Did you just seriously call me by another woman's name?"

Horror and disgust rolled through him as shock sobered him up. "Oh fuck."

Penny POV

She sighed as she walked up the steps. She was exhausted and had wanted nothing more than to fall back asleep, but Travis was her friend. His car had broken down and he needed a ride home. Near the fourth floor she heard a screeching yell. She hurried up the steps wondering if someone was hurt. Her eyes widened at the sight in front of her. Sheldon was wearing pants, inside out and unbuttoned. His chest was bare and his hair tousled. A gorgeous blonde was tugging panties up her legs and under her dress. She was calling Sheldon every name in the book. He noticed Penny standing there and his expression turned from pained disgust to terror.

The blonde whipped her head around and noticed Penny. "Word of advice, stay away from this asshole. He just fucked me as a substitute for some whore named Penny!" Then she stormed off down the steps.

Penny's hands clenched tight enough to make her knuckles creak. The woman's words pounded around her head. "..substitute…whore named Penny…fucked me…whore…"

She noticed Sheldon edge a step closer. She wiped all emotion from her face and turned the corner to the fifth floor.

"Penny?" His voice was tentative and soft.

She hesitated for only a second. "Mrs. H thinks there is going to be a raid this weekend. So there are no visitors. See you later." Then she walked on up the steps at a normal pace, determined not to let him see how hurt she was.

Sheldon POV

The water was icy before he finally dragged himself from the shower. He was as red as a lobster from all the scrubbing he had done. Sheldon ripped the bedding off the mattress and shoved it into a garbage bag. He flipped the mattress and grabbed a new pillow and linens from the closet. Slowly he sank down onto a chair. What had he done? How could he have allowed this to happen? More importantly, how was he to explain this to Penny?

Penny POV

She knocked back a tumbler of scotch and looked out the window again. Those hate filled words tumbled over and over in her mind. She had no illusions about how Sheldon saw her. She was a convenience. Nothing more. A paid sex worker. She was a whore. His whore. But to know he wouldn't touch her, but had no problems fucking some random woman off the street and pretending it was her, made her ill. A soft knock on her door drew her gaze. She almost ignored it. It was probably Leonard again. He had been up here for the last three days asking her out.

She strolled over and opened it up. She opened her mouth to tell Leonard to get lost, but froze at the sight of Sheldon. He looked nervous. She moved to shut the door and he grabbed it quickly.

"Penny, please, can I explain?"

Penny smirked at him, the scotch making her feel bold. "No need, Sheldon. It was pretty self-explanatory. You got laid. Good for you. Glad to see your getting over that whole germ thing. Good night."

Sheldon pressed against the door. "Penny, please. It was a mistake. An accident."

Penny looked at Sheldon and laughed. "An accident? The old "Oops, I tripped and fell into a pussy!" excuse? Seriously, Sheldon, you don't owe me an explanation. I'm just the girl you pay for a good time."

Sheldon's eyes narrowed. "I guess you're right. It's not like I'm Leonard."

Penny frowned. "Leonard? What does he have to do with anything?"

Sheldon looked at her with a sneer. "Did you charge him, too? Or was his a freebie?"

Penny gasped and grew rigid. "I have no idea what the hell you are talking about. And I don't have to listen to it." Penny made to close the door again, done with the conversation.

Sheldon POV

Sheldon rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on! Leonard told us you two had sex earlier today. He was pretty explicit about your toys. Are they the same ones you and I use, or did you get new ones for him?" Sheldon stumbled back when Penny unexpectedly shoved him. He watched as she stormed down the stairs. He hurried to follow and reached the fourth floor as she was pounding on the door to 4A. He moved to stand in front of his door with confusion. He noticed Leonard, Howard and Raj coming up the stairs. They were just returning from the fund raiser, it seemed.

Leonard hurried up the last few stairs. "Hey Penny," he said with a huge smile.

Penny hauled back and punched him in the stomach. "You told people I slept with you?! You goddamn asshole! What the fuck is wrong with you?! I wouldn't touch your dick on a dare! You are a lying, perverse jackass! I don't want you speaking to me, knocking on my door, or even looking in my direction, you little troll!" Penny spun and looked at Howard and Raj. "I may work in a whore house, but I deserve the same respect as any other woman. You don't get to judge me. You don't know me." She looked at Sheldon with eyes bright with tears. "None of you do."

Penny turned and hurried back up the stairs. Leonard was on his knees, gasping for breath. Howard and Raj were standing on the middle step looking stunned. Sheldon turned and walked back into his apartment. He closed the door and leaned against it. Leonard had lied. He had believed a lie and in his jealousy done something inexcusable.

Sheldon slumped. He had been jealous. He had been jealous of Leonard because he cared about Penny. What the hell was he doing?