Chapter 10:
(Bella)
Game On.
Things were good between Edward and I for a couple of weeks. We saw each other, after hours, at least once a week. His sex was just like a drug to me and I needed my frequent fix. Unfortunately, Edward had decided it was time for a new game of sorts.
I looked at the text message again, feeling my cheeks flame in anger. I told you, I'm not fucking you again until I get one of your friends. You had one of mine, it's only fair. - Edward
I didn't know how to respond. That was fucking stupid and childish. There was no way I was letting any of my friends near him. No fucking way.
After nearly a month of no Edward, I was more frustrated than ever before. I knew I could technically go out and get laid by any random guy, if I wanted to, but it wouldn't be the same. It wouldn't be Edward.
I had given his proposition a little more thought. If he wanted one of my friends, he could have one of them, or at least he could be led to believe he was having one of them.
I started scouting out the girls at work while I lamely folded little pink pants, waiting for my shift to end. I rarely worked in the children's store and it was so boring. Everything was so tiny, and then I saw her.
Stephanie. She was such a fruitcake. I knew she did her fair share of drugs, so she probably did her fair share of guys, too. She wasn't that cute. Her smile was cute, but she was a little on the heavy side.
I decided to strike up a conversation with her. "You ever been to Silvers?" I asked.
"What? What is that?"
"It's a bar. Free beer until 11:00 a.m."
"Really? Free beer? When and where?" she laughed.
I smiled. "What are you doing after work?" I knew Edward would be at Silvers. It was Sunday night after all.
She was totally game; however, she didn't exactly know what she was in for at the time. We made plans to meet up as soon as we got off work. I told her I'd pick her up and drive her. I didn't want her to be able to get away.
I picked her up at her apartment. It wasn't in the best neighborhood, but it's sort of what I expected from her. As soon as she got in the truck she lit up a joint. It sort of worried me. I mean, I was going to set her up with a cop. I declined her offer when she tried to pass the joint.
When we arrived to Silvers I had to keep her occupied with free beer. I knew Edward wouldn't arrive until just before 11:00 p.m. She was all over the place. She was definitely a slut.
Finally, I thought. Edward arrived.
"Hey, Steph, let me introduce you to my friend."
"Okay!" she beamed and swayed her way over to me and took my hand. I led her across the dance floor to where Edward was.
Edward and I looked each other up and down. "Edward."
"Bella," he nodded.
"This is my friend, Stephanie. She's single." I forgot to ask if she was single, but I was pretty sure she was, and if she wasn't she didn't seem to care.
"Well, hello, Stephanie."
"Hey! Oh my God, Bella. He's so cute. Are ya'll fucking?"
Oh my god. My face probably turned all kinds of red. "No, not anymore," I said. "We're just friends."
She giggled. I excused myself, but whispered in her ear before I left. "He's really good in bed."
She winked at me.
Edward winked at me.
Perfect.
Many beers and a few shots later, I was following Stephanie and Edward to his place, and James was following me. I was grateful to be in a cop caravan sandwich because I had definitely drank too much. My driving was fine, but legally, I was wasted.
As soon as we all walked into Edward's house, Stephanie lit up a joint. I guess I forgot to mention to her that he was the police.
Edward, James and I all shared a look. A look that said, what happens here, stays here. We all declined the joint. Stephanie was pleased to have it for herself anyway.
The next thing I remember was all four of us on Edward's bed. There were cell phone cameras and videos. I didn't think it was possible for two girls to suck one dick, but by god we tried.
Everything that she did, I tried to do better. She was a total freak. She would just spit on his cock and keep sucking. It was so vulgar, but Edward and James thought it was "fucking awesome."
"I don't need to spit on your cock to make it cum," I said as I pushed her away from Edward and took over. I knew I could make him cum, but I didn't want to. He had to fuck her so I could go back into rotation. I gave up on Edward and focused my attention to James, not because I wanted James. I wanted Edward and Stephanie to hurry up and get it over with.
I couldn't help but watch them as they fucked. Edward was a god damn machine. He pounded into her over and over and over and she had this high pitched little scream. I think she thought it was cute. It was sort of making my ears bleed. He finally came and pulled out of her, tossing the used condom to the side of the bed.
Edward and James took turns going down on her. I watched from the side. She was so loud and I could smell her. Gross.
Edward and James wanted me to go down on her. No. Fucking. Way. It was hairy and stinky. I whined and complained for a few minutes before they both pushed my head down between her legs. I just let them hold my head down there for a couple of minutes and fortunately, Stephanie played along. I moved my head around a little bit, but I was not opening my mouth. After a couple of minutes they let me up. James took his turn with Stephanie. Edward stroked me softly with his long fingers. I wasn't really into it. I was suddenly very sober and extremely ashamed.
Edward looked over to me. "You were a really good sport tonight."
I scoffed. "Great, I'm so proud of myself," I said sarcastically.
Edward laughed.
Eventually James had to leave and he took Stephanie with him. I followed shortly thereafter. The sun was already up and I was half an hour late for work. I wasn't even dressed appropriately and would have to make the drive back across town to get myself cleaned up.
I felt like shit for what I did that night. I didn't really feel bad about offering Stephanie up, she was a slut and she liked it. I felt bad for the way I treated myself and allowed others to treat me.
Oddly enough, I never saw Stephanie again after that night. I don't even know what happened to her. People at work said she just never came back; she didn't give a notice or anything.
It was the following week that I met someone new while I was out with an old friend from high school. I had no idea how much trouble I'd find myself in with another man of the law.
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