Minakoko was livid. She tried so hard to be the type of woman who wasn't insanely jealous or suspicious. She knew her worth and didn't see defeat in every act. After all, who would cheat on her?!
Answer: The stupid rat bastard she was with.
It ripped her heart to pieces that she was face to face with the undeniable truth. Apparently he had accidentally uploaded pictures on the laptop he let her borrow. She went to log onto Google docs to work on her paper and was confronted with pictures of him mid-fuck with another woman. The worst part was she knew her, she was the waitress they had when they went to brunch on Saturday mornings.
Her first thought was to check the time and date stamps associated with the photos. And damn, if it wasn't while she was in her night class last week. That night he had told her that he had a "study group."
She never questioned him.
He was supposedly at that same study group right now. It was why she was working on her paper and not on a date with him on a Friday night.
She grabbed up her cell phone and called Usagi, "Want to go out dancing tonight?"
"I thought you were working on a paper. I was trying to be a good friend and not beg you to ditch your work and hang out with me. Of course I do!"
Minako looked at the picture that was still up on the laptop. "Don't wear red tonight, that's my color."
"Deal." She heard Usagi hesitate and then ask, "Something's wrong isn't it. Something sounds off."
Minako closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She always felt blessed to have Usagi as her best friend. No one could be more supportive or amazing than her. She answered, "I have good reason to suspect Chad is having sex with another woman as we speak and even if I'm wrong, I have proof that he did have sex with her last week."
The tears were obvious in Usagi's voice. "He's losing the best thing that ever happened to him."
She actually smiled, "Thank you. I'm going to show him how easy that he is to replace while I'm wearing that red dress he bought me."
"Wow, so the dress code is scorching hot tonight. You look so sexy in that dress."
"And I'm going to let another man pull it off me tonight. He'll figure out we're over."
Kunzite took a long sip from his beer and leaned back against the bar. He turned his head to Mamoru, "Don't give up."
Mamoru rolled his eyes and scanned the room. "What's the chance she'll show up now?"
"You could just call the girl and ask her out. We don't have to be stalking her favorite club so you can work up the balls to ask her to dance."
"This way if she says no-"
"She's not going to say no! How many times do I have to tell you?"
"I don't see it. You say she flirts but she might just be being nice."
Kunzite grumbled, "At least she's not seeing anyone. Take the chance and don't fuck up like I did. I waited too long and Minako's dating Chad."
His eyes went wide when that very woman walked into the club with Usagi. His eyes were glued to her though. As much as he loved her, the dress she was wearing was all he could focus on. He absolutely desired her body. The red dress had a loose top with spaghetti straps, ones he could vividly see himself slipping off over her sexy shoulders. The bottom of the dress barely covered her shapely butt and he wanted to reach up her dress and grab her ass. Everything about the dress screamed dirty sex. Then she spun around, and he saw her back was bare down past her natural waistline.
"I'm going to need to switch to something harder," he mumbled. He wouldn't make it through the night, looking at her and knowing she was completely out of reach. The problem was, he had to. Usagi was there too and Mamoru needed a wing-man desperately. He ordered a double shot of whiskey on the rock.
It was fifteen minutes later when he was confused out of his mind and jealous as hell over a woman who wasn't his. He stalked to the dance floor, the one she was on, and let every man touch her body. He grabbed her attention and gently put his hand on her arm. "What the hell? Where's Chad?"
"Fucking another woman."
He reacted as if he'd been physically slapped. "What? No. That doesn't make sense."
"Why? People cheat."
"On you?! No," he stated emphatically.
"Are you going to ask me to dance?" She taunted. "If not, let me get back to having fun."
"What makes you think he's cheating on you?" he pressed. He couldn't fathom anyone cheating on the most amazing woman he had ever met.
"She let him take pictures of him fucking her last week. He put them on the laptop I use. I can only guess he's with her tonight too." When she left his place she left his laptop open with the photos up. She also snapped pictures of them with her phone too. She wanted a stark reminder if she ever wavered in her decisions.
"Dance with me?" He wouldn't lose his chance again, and he couldn't withstand watching her with any other men. He hoped Mamoru fared well with Usagi, but he was on his own as long as Minako let him stay by her side. He did acknowledge that he effectively separated Minako from Usagi right now, giving Mamoru a chance. Maybe he could help them both out after all.
"I only have one rule tonight."
"What's that?"
"Find out what it's like to be touched by other men again."
He placed his hand low on her bare back and pulled her to him, pressing her body and her breasts against his. As she molded herself to his body, his hand on her back pressed and slid down to her ass, and he squeezed. He ran his other hand through her hair and tipped her head up to look him in the eyes. "And how does it feel?"
She ground her core against his cock, "Huge."
Their dancing, even in the club, was vulgar. Really it was just them dry humping on the floor as he fisted her ass in both hands and helped her rub up against his cock. Eventually he spun her around, rubbed his cock against her ass and cupped her pussy, over her dress with one hand, and the other grabbed her breasts. He didn't give a flying fuck that anyone else was watching. He was buzzing with touching her body. And every grope and touch was met by her with enthusiasm. He was having the time of his life.
"How much can I touch you?"
She chuckled, "Obviously, a lot."
"Not what I mean. I mean, can I take you home tonight and get you out of that very sexy dress."
"I know you," she hesitated.
"You were looking for a random fuck?" he asked and tightened his hold on her. He didn't want to let her move on to another man touching her.
"Won't this be awkward tomorrow?"
He chuckled softly in her ear, "Not if you're still in my bed naked. I'm thinking tomorrow will be marathon sessions of sex and ordering delivery."
"Will you even want me tomorrow?"
He kneaded her breast in his strong hand and said, "Tonight is literally out of a fantasy. That dumb fuck asked you out before I grew a pair and asked you myself. You're more than a hot fuck to me. Don't get me wrong, though. I want your body so badly right now and the only reason I'm not fingering you is that we're in public, and your friend is here."
Every word he said made her wetter and wetter. She closed her eyes and admitted she could see herself with him long term. That and he was packing a huge cock. She spun in his arms, rocked her core against his dick and smiled, "Technically I'm still dating him. If you're okay with that, take me home with you."
He gave her a wicked smile. "You don't belong to any man. But, you're with me now, he just doesn't know that yet. Don't worry; I'll be bragging in class on Monday to him."
He got her to his car and he was glad he was parked a distance from the club. She was across the car and straddling his lap; her breasts pressed to his face as soon as he closed his door.
He pulled down the top of her dress and her breasts spilled out. He grabbed them, pressed them together and sucked both nipples into his mouth. As he did that, she ground against his hard cock. He reached down with his left hand and reclined his seat quickly. Then he moved it to pull up the bottom of her dress up, exposing her panties; he was still holding her breast in his right hand and nipping at her tits.
She arched her back and moaned out loudly while she raked her fingers through his hair. She had never fooled around in a car before. Normally she felt too exposed, but tonight she was too turned on to care. The passion he went after her with, made her feel special. Never before had she felt so wildly tempting. It more than healed her bruised ego.
Kunzite shifted her and frantically tore open his pants, pulling them down and his cock out.
"Here?" She whispered, shocked.
"All it takes to stop anything from you at any time tonight is a simple no. Otherwise, yes, I'm having sex with you in my car. I don't know if I can make it home before I have to have you." He pulled out a condom, tore it open frantically, and rolled it on his stiff shaft.
When he didn't hear a no, he raised her up, pulled her panties to the side and slid one finger between her folds. She was dripping wet. He groaned over how tempting she was and how perfect she was. He then slid his cock slowly inside of her tight cunt, roaring in pleasure and throwing his head back. He felt like an animal king right now.
He pulled her face to his and kissed her passionately as he stayed seated inside of her. He pulled back and whispered, "You're perfect." He next placed his hands on her hips and encouraged her to ride him. He kept his eyes open, watching her with her dress pulled up to her waist and her boobs still bared and in his face. "You couldn't look sexier right now."
Minako's mind was reeling from the size of him as she rode him. He was thick and long and hit all the right spots in her. Her night had turned out so much better than she had expected when she found those photos. She was having the best sex of her life with a man who, by the look in his eyes right now, adored her. She'd never been looked at with such devotion before.
Kunzite slammed his hip up and into her with such passion he was grunting out each time. He wanted to give it to her so good she'd be back for more sex and more of him. He didn't want her ever to get away again.
She was screaming out and wildly riding him. The windows were completely fogged up, and the car was rocking. Neither of them noticed. All they could pay attention to was each other's bodies and their approaching orgasms. Both came hard screaming out in unison. Minako collapsed breathlessly into his arms. "Wow."
He chuckled, "That word isn't enough, but I know what you mean." He wrapped his arms around her while his softening cock was still inside her. "You need to know that I love you. I know you're not there. You were in a relationship a few hours ago. But still, I want you to know."
She kissed his neck and said into his skin, "How can you know that already?" She wasn't freaked out, just curious.
"You're an amazing woman; how could I not love you?"
"Apparently-"
"He cocked up his whole life. But his stupid loss, gave me a chance. Please, say I have a chance."
She shifted and kissed his nose. He moaned from the feeling of his cock still inside of her as she moved. "I'll be your girlfriend."
"Best sentence in my life!"
She smiled and said, "Now, take me to your place. You promised marathon sex and I find I'm really looking forward to it. After all, how was sex in a cramped car the best sex of my life?!"
"Because we're supposed to be together, you'll see."
When he surfaced from his girlfriend at the end of the weekend, he sat next to a Mamoru in his first class. His friend was smiling. "What has you in such a good mood?"
"I'm dating Usagi. And from what she told me about Chad and the fact that you both disappeared this weekend, I assume we're dating best friends."
It was then that Chad walked into the room and Kunzite got a wicked grin on his face. "Have you talked to Minako yet?"
"No, she didn't answer my calls all weekend."
"That I know," he taunted. After all, he had fucked her through many of the ignored phone calls. She got off on the revenge of it all.
Telling him was going to be so much fun.