Again, I apologise for the delays in getting this chapter out, I don't really have any excuse except for the fact that I have been working nonstop on My Way. Anyways, as you probably already know, this story is probably coming to an end soon. (possibly just one more chapter after this if that) There's not too much left here to finish off.
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BPOV
Finally. I was so glad to be getting away for this weekend, away from Sookie. Not that she was a bad person. In fact she was fucking amazing – just a little naïve and far far too trusting. Especially since she believed that I was going to Washington for a business trip.
But I was going to be seeing Stan. For two whole fucking months.
I was going to be away solely with Stan for two months! I internally squeed to myself as I made my way down the stairs. Two whole months.
I barely registered the fact that Sookie was telling me that she was heading back home to Louisiana, for a friend's wedding.
Surely to God she couldn't be heading to Stan's wedding? I thought to myself as I walked out the door. After all, she hasn't seen Pam in around five years.
But then I remembered the entire reason that Stan and I had concocted this idea of me coming to stay closer to him for the remaining couple of weeks, and then I was going to spend the remainder of the time sightseeing, and just generally touring around America.
And Sookie didn't know anything about that.
Whenever I landed in Shreveport Airport, Stan picked me up from the Airport, and since Pam was at home, making some arrangements for the wedding, and just generally going over other stuff, (Well, according to Stan that was what she was doing anyways) so we just headed to the hotel where I had booked into, and we spent the rest of the day and most of the evening in each others arms.
It felt so good to be reunited with him.
But, it damn near killed me to watch him leave at around 10pm that night to begin his hour long drive back to Bon Temps, and after giving me his address in Bon Temps, promising to meet him at his place tomorrow since Pam would be away for most of the day, and giving him a kiss on the lips, I watched him go.
I made it to Stan's place at around 2.30 the following afternoon, the time that we had agreed upon since he said that he was working that morning and couldn't get out of it.
I parked my rental car down the road a little bit, and walked up the drive, so that nobody would notice anything suspicious.
"Hmm … hello" Stan said, opening the door for me, and inviting me in.
"Hello to you too" I answered, stepping inside of the house, and as soon as he closed the front door, Stan pushed me up against the door and his lips attacked mine, and I gave him back as good as I received, and needless to say, within seconds, Stan and I were tumbling upstairs into one of the bedrooms.
"Let me take care of you, Stan. Let me look after you" I whispered to Stan hoarsely, pushing him down onto the bed, before reaching straight for his trousers, and along with his underwear, I pulled them straight off (no pun intended!), and went for his cock, gripping it firmly with one hand, and as I sank to my knees in front of him, I slid it into my mouth, and began to suck at it firmly.
I had him cumming in seconds, but before I could even have a chance to think about what had just happened, I found myself being bent over the edge of the bed, and after Stan managed to strip the both of us naked, - well, naked in that my trousers were around my ankles, not completely off! He slammed himself into me, and unlike many other times when we had been together, this time was not going to be slow and sweet.
This was going to be hard and fast.
And both of us were going to enjoy each and every moment of it.
Both of us were moaning and groaning in pleasure, and I could feel that this time neither of us were going to last very long at all, but suddenly I heard this screech come from somewhere behind me. I turned around to see that Sookie was standing there, alongside another woman who I presumed to be Pam, so I quickly tried to pull up my trousers, trying to cover myself up.
"What the bloody hell is going on here?" Sookie demanded, as she folded her arms across her chest.
"It's not what it looks like!" I replied, quickly, not realising what I had said. How was this not what it looks like? I thought to myself.
This situation is exactly what it looks like.
"How the fuck is it not exactly what it looks like?" Pam snapped at Stan before lunging forward and beginning to slap and hit him all over, before finishing off with a knee to the groin.
Fuck. That had to hurt.
But then the realisation of the situation began to sink into me.
If anyone found out about this … situation. About Sookie catching me with Stan, so with that niggling at me in the back of my mind, I made an attempt at wrapping my arms around Sookie, but she wasn't for having any of it.
"Hey, Pam ... I just wanted to drop a few things off for you …" came a male voice from the door that I didn't recognise, and when he stepped into the room, I immediately thought that he was an Adonis. An incredibly, sexy Adonis.
"What is going on here?" the man demanded, and I saw him cast his eyes around the room, presumably trying his hardest to take in the scene before him.
Stan was lying on the floor with his hands covering his balls. The very same balls that I had cupped and sucked earlier.
Pam looked like she was about to cry.
Sookie looked angry, and I tried to calm her by attempting to wrap my arms around her once again. And I was unsuccessful, since she stepped away from me.
"Sookie and I walked in on Stan, and Bill, who I presume, is Sookie's, now ex – boyfriend, fucking each other." Pam said, as tears began to stream down her face. Before Pam could even finish the sentence the man – who I presumed was Eric, Pam's brother had crossed the room and had begun to lay a massive beating on Stan.
I was just fucking thankful that it wasn't me he was beating up.
And not only was I thankful for that, with each punch, I could see Eric's muscles move.
Unf. Was all I could say.
"How fucking dare you … cheat on my sister with that piece of scum … how fucking dare you … my sister is not someone that you should ever fucking cheat on" Eric growled out with each punch he laid on Stan.
Then I realised that I had to go.
Not because I realised that I could be next, but I was starting to get turned on by the sight of Eric.
If I didn't leave now, I would be squirting the both of them with everything that I had to offer.
So I made a move for the door, but unfortunately for me, Sookie was blocking the door. "Where the hell do you think you are going?" she all but snarled at me.
I guess she wasn't too happy, and as soon as she spoke, Eric stopped beating Stan and turned around to face me. "You sick fuck. How could you cheat on someone like Sookie? How could you do something like that to a precious gem like Sookie?" Eric growled at me, whilst everyone else silently looked on.
Wasn't he one to talk like that? Hadn't he done the same to Sookie?
I didn't know where the feeling was coming from, but I wasn't going to be questioning it.
"Get the fuck out of this house, the both of you. You two deserve each other. I may not know very much, but I do know one thing, if you ever go anywhere near either one of my girls again, either of you, I will fucking rip your heads off. Get out" Eric spat, turning towards Pam and wrapping his arms around her, but before I could react Sookie passed out flat on the floor.
"Come on lover … wake up for me" I heard Eric beg her as he gathered her up into his arms and carried her out of the room.
That image would haunt me for all time.
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