It was the day after Jim and Noah had returned home after their trip and Michelle had come over to see Jim as they had not seen each other for a few days. They hadn't got back home until very late the night before so Michelle and Jim had to wait until the next day to see each other. Right now, Jim was just telling Michelle all about what happened. Right now, he was explaining how Stifler made an ass of himself and embarrassed Jim.
"And he didn't even give me an answer, and now it's going to go live on TV for everyone to hear", Jim ranted.
"Come on Jim, it'll be fine, he'll look stupider than you, besides, you've done worse in front of an audience online", Michelle tried to calm Jim down whilst referencing the webcam incident before mentioning another of Jim's embarrassing moments. "It's like that one time at band camp, where you dressed up as Petey, and you had to play the trumpet in front of everyone, and you had no idea what you were doing and made an ass of yourself."
"Oh yeah, thanks for reminding me, it's like I tried to block them out of my mind", Jim sarcastically replied.
"I'm sorry, but it hasn't mattered that much in the end, you've still got your friends...and me", Michelle said trying to stop Jim from worrying.
"Yeah but it's always me that looks like the idiot, I can't seem to do anything right", Jim explained. Michelle saw that he was getting annoyed by it all, so decided to cheer him up.
"It doesn't matter that much Jim, you've got all this money now", Michelle said. "Anyway, I've got a little something that'll cheer you up." Michelle then got on her knees and started to unzip Jim's trousers.
"Well, it has been a few days", Jim grins as he cheers up instantly.
Downstairs, Jim's parents are having a talk about the events that happened on their trip, especially about Stifler's behaviour. Noah has been going on a rant about it ever since Michelle and Jim went upstairs.
"I'm telling you, that Steve Stifler really has no thought for other people, I don't know how Jim and the others are even his friends", Noah complained as his wife listened.
"Everyone knows what Steven is like, honey, but there's nothing you can do about him", Jim's mom spoke trying to stop Noah from going on a full blown rant.
"That kid is absolutely spoiled, he's just left to his own devices, while his mom lets him terrorise everyone because she's too busy going at it with Paul Finch", Noah continued having found out from Jim about Finch's sexual escapades with Stifler's mom. "You know, if he ever thinks about coming round here, then he's got another thing coming". As he continued his rant the doorbell rang, interrupting him.
"I wonder who that could be", Jim's mom thought out loud but stayed in her chair.
"I guess I'll get it", Noah said noticing his wife wasn't going to move as he walked over to the door. Upon opening the door, he was greeted by the person he had just been complaining about.
"Mr Levenstein, how are you?" Stifler asked pretending to be respectful to the older gentleman.
"Steven", Noah replied. "I wonder what bring you here?", he added sarcastically.
"Well, it's about this vacation that Jim...", Stifler explained before being interrupted by Noah.
"Oh, I thought you might be here for that, well how about we talk about yesterday and how you embarrassed my son in front of all those people", Noah said. "And then you think it's funny to come over here and think Jim will give you this vacation despite the fact you didn't hold up your end of the bargain. Well, it's not going to happen Steven and I suggest you never come over here again until you learn how to behave like a man instead of being so childish". Noah then shut the door in Stifler's face leaving Stifler gobsmacked that anyone talked to him like that, even worse to him that it was a member of Jim's family.
"What the actual fucking shit", Stifler said to himself. "Fuck me, it must be his time of the month". He started to walk away from the house mentioning every swear word he could think of under his breath. He then looked back and noticed a ladder at the side of the house that had been left when Noah was removing leaves from the gutters earlier in the day.
"Well, if I can't get in the normal way, I'll just have to get in the Stifler way", Stifler said trying to sound cool. As it was the Stifler way, he had done this before several times when climbing into bedroom windows of girls he had slept with. He then laughed to himself as he prepared the ladder and put it up to the window where Jim's bedroom is.
Back in Jim's bedroom, the happy couple were in the middle of their oral session. Jim was sitting in the chair in his room with his back to his window and Michelle was on her knees.
"Oh yeah, keep going", Jim ordered Michelle. "It's only been a few days but god I've missed this".
On the other side of the window, Stifler had climbed up to the top of the ladder and started to peer into the window to see if he could see Jim. After letting his vision get used to seeing the inside of the house, he saw a bit more of Jim than he wanted to, although thankfully Jim wasn't facing the window.
"Holy fucking shit, Jim's getting sucked off, what the fuck", Stifler exclaimed, not believing what he was seeing. Despite saying it out loud, Jim and Michelle had not managed to hear him.
"Oh yeah", Jim moaned unaware of who was behind him.
"Holy shit", Stifler said.
"Holy shit", Jim also said as he was nearing release. Michelle then stopped to get ready for the main event. She got up onto her feet before coming face to face with Stifler in the window.
"ARRGH!", Michelle screamed loudly which made Jim jump off of his seat onto his ass with his dick still hanging out.
"Hey there band geek", Stifler shouted through the window whilst waving at her then giving her a thumbs up on the job she was giving Jim. Jim turned around after hearing the voice before also screaming and hurried in covering himself up. Michelle then ran into the bathroom to hide and clean herself up as Stifler was laughing as loud as he could.
"Stifler, what the fuck are you doing spying on me", Jim complained as he opened the window for Stifler to come in as he was still pitching a tent in his trousers.
"I wasn't spying on you limp dick, your dad wouldn't let me in the house so I had to climb into your room", Stifler explained to Jim.
"You make it sound like a teenage romance movie scene", Jim joked where the boy would climb into the girl's room from outside.
"Fuck that, I've come here to talk about the vacation, it's gonna be so much fun, even better than the lakehouse last year", Stifler mentioned to Jim as he started to persuade the boy into agreeing with his idea.
"What vacation, if you remember, the agreement was you help me get the question right, which you didn't do", Jim told Stifler the same thing that he had already been told twice before by everyone else.
"Oh come on Jimbo", Stifler retaliated. "You've got $32,000, and a once in a lifetime chance of having the fucking greatest kickass vacation ever, we could fucking go absolutely anywhere with that sort of money".
"Well, that's where you're wrong, cos I don't have $32,000", Jim said as he reached into his pocket. "Because this cheque here says I have $64,000, I didn't even need your help and I got it right". Jim added showing off the fact he got a sports question right that Stifler didn't know then showed off his cheque to Stifler who stared at the cheque.
"No fucking way, you lucky bastard", Stifler said in awe before he took the cheque into his hand and snatched it out of Jim's.
"Hey Stifler, give it back", Jim warned as he struggled to reach it as Stifler was taller and stronger than him.
"Fuck me, Jim, this is even better, we really could go fucking anywhere with this", Stifler said ignoring Jim and his efforts to reclaim the cheque.
"Stifler, you aren't going on this vacation, there isn't even going to be a vacation", Jim said. The door opened and Michelle had returned from the bathroom and saw Jim and Stifler having a bit of a scuffle and noticed the cheque in Stifler's hands.
"GIVE THAT BACK", Michelle shouted towards Stifler before marching over to him and squeezing his ear tight causing Stifler to wince in pain.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow", Stifler whined as he stiffened up trying to ease the pain.
"Give Jim the cheque", Michelle said harshly.
"Ow, ok, ok, Jesus", Stifler said as he reached out so Jim could take the cheque.
"Thank you Michelle", Jim thanked as he took it out of Stifler's hand.
"Right, now that's settled, can you get your bitch to release my ear?", Stifler asked towards Jim until Michelle decided to squeeze even harder after hearing Stifler's insults.
"Don't you call me a bitch", Michelle threatened making Stifler get on his knees due to the immense pain.
"OW, I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it, sorry", Stifler begged hoping to be released from this hell. Michelle soon eased off on the ear before quickly applying the pressure again. "Fuck sake, what now?" Stifler complained.
"This is also for spying on us", Michelle explained.
"I didn't mean to, I didn't know you were gonna do that", Stifler reasoned. Stifler waited for her to get off his ear but she kept on squeezing it. "C'mon, that's it now surely".
"Also for embarrassing Jim", Michelle continued.
"Anything else?", Stifler asked wanting it to end.
"Well there's all the times you've been a dick, but there's too many times you've been one to name them all, so that'll do...for now", Michelle warned before finally letting go of Stifler's ear properly, making him fall onto his back as he held his ear to ease the pain. "Why were you spying on us anyway?"
"I told you, I wasn't spying on you, why would I want to watch you 2 dorks get some action", Stifler said as he instantly went back to being rude. "I came to see Jim and talk with him about the vacation now he's fucking loaded, and I'm not on about what's in his balls", he joked whilst doing the D-Generation-X suck it crotch chop.
"I've told you, Stifler, there is no vacation", Jim explained once again. "This money is going towards more important things."
"What, like a house and a wedding", Stifler mocked. "Fuck that bullshit, be a man for once Jimbo".
"If you don't get your ass back down that ladder, I'll have to inflict more pain onto you, you're not getting a vacation", Michelle threatened Stifler again.
"Alright, calm down, I'm going", Stifler relented as he climbed through the window and stepped on the ladder. "But I will persuade you, you will change your mind, this vacation will happen, because nobody can resist the Stiffmeister, adios fuckers".
Jim then quickly shut the window and drew the curtains just in case Stifler decides to come back up the ladder.
"Thank god, he's gone", Jim sighed in relief.
"You know Jim", Michelle said. "Us going on a vacation isn't a bad idea, it'll be so much fun".
"It could be, just us two, maybe take the boys somewhere too, but I am definitely not paying for Stifler to go on a vacation", Jim replied. Suddenly, Jim was pushed onto his bed by Michelle and she soon joined him hovering above him.
"Forget that now, let's continue what we were doing before we had an unwanted guest", Michelle ordered as she began attacking Jim's face with kisses.