LISA

I finally got the courage to walk away.

It finally took three years to get out of what I should never have done, and that was marrying Kendal. I know the last seven months of what I've been doing was wrong on so many levels, and I know I should have ended things with Kendal long before I started having a relationship with Jennie, but believe it or not, I was afraid. I was fearful about what my father would say or what he would think. And I was also trying to prove to my brother; I was brave enough to be a married woman.

My brother always said I had no balls. And he's right. The reason, you ask? I had no self-respect and was a coward because I couldn't face my problems as a woman should. I let Kendal run my life, and she made me her puppet. And now that's changed. I finally got the balls to face and deal with the issues weighing on my heart and mind.

I feel a lot lighter now that a huge weight has lifted off my shoulders.

I now felt relieved. Happy. And as I started my car to leave, I grinned from ear to ear. But that smile soon faded when I started pulling out of the driveway. Kendal came running out of the house, yelling and screaming, and as I pulled out onto the street, she picked up a landscaping brick along with some rocks and ran to the road, throwing them all at my car when I stepped hard on the gas pedal, squealing the tires as I drove off. I thought about stopping after I heard my back window crack, but to keep the cops away, I kept going.

I drove for the longest time, thinking. Then I called Jennie and filled her in on what happened when I had my 'talk' with Kendal. If that's what you want to call it. And because of Kendal's reaction to the news and for what she did to my car, I asked her to stay at Nayeon's until she heard from me. I knew not to go back to Jennie's, and after hours of driving, I decided it would be best to stay in a hotel and found one just outside of town. After I got out of my car and stretched, I walked to the vehicle's back to see all the damage Kendal caused. Cracked rear window, broken tail lights, and dents.

Bitch...

A heavy sigh came out of me as I looked to the ground. All the anger and frustrations I was feeling at the moment had me wanting to stand where I was and yell as loud as I could, but I couldn't. It wasn't worth it, and I knew it wasn't worth to be angry since I'm the cause of all this heartache with Jennie and Kendal.

I headed into the hotel to make sure there was a vacancy and was happy to hear there was one available. It was the perfect room and a room Jennie and I both needed. A suite with a jacuzzi. After I got settled into the room, I called Jennie informed her where I was, then asked that she stay with me, mentioning that I needed her.


JENNIE

"I'm so sorry, Jennie. I know this is something I created, and it's a mess. I'm pissed at myself for getting you involved in something I could have easily taken care of long before we got together. But right now, I need you. Please come to the hotel; I need you more than ever."

Lisa sounded desperate. She's right, though. She got herself in this mess, and she can fix it. Now she has a damaged car, an upset pregnant girlfriend, and a soon-to-be ex-wife who has completely lost it. Well, Kendal was a mess before this and had crazy significant mood swings before this all came about, but now? Now she's gone utterly mad. She knows she lost her meal ticket, knows her free ride has come to an end, and now I worry she's coming after me.

If Kendal has no shame in what she did to Lisa and has done to her, then, well, she won't care, she won't be afraid, and she will have no shame in hurting me, either.

I didn't want to give Lisa any hope I would come to the hotel, and I wanted her to think long and hard about what she's done, that I sighed while responding, "We'll see."

I lowered my phone to my lap, and feeling saddened; I looked over to Nayeon. "I don't know what I should do."

Nayeon shrugged and lifted her glass of wine to her lips, ready to drink. But then she lowered her glass to her leg. "I think you should go talk to her. Help her figure her life out. The way it sounds, Lisa may have felt bullied by everyone, that she thought she needed to stay married to Kendal. No matter how unhappy she was. And to keep everyone happy, Lisa tried staying married to her. Yet, she failed to remain faithful because she was so unhappy in the marriage. She most likely saw other relationships where they were happy and so in love that she was jealous. Lisa wanted her heart to feel that too. Then, she met you. The beautiful, outgoing, and smart Jennie. You were the ticket for her to wake up and realize she needed to do something with her life."

"She should have walked away from Kendal then," I said, cutting her off, not meaning to. Her words were making sense to me, but I couldn't help but throw that part in. I know Lisa, and I have talked about this already, but it was still heavily weighing on me, and now we're dealing with a woman who has turned crazier than she already was.

Nayeon swallowed her full glass of wine, then refilled her glass. She looked from her glass to me as she poured. "Jen. You know I despise cheaters, and I'm a strong believer of once a cheater, always a cheater, but for some reason, I don't feel that way with Lisa. I think she did what she had to do because that's all she could do. You were what made her happy. You are what makes her happy. I don't know her as you do. But when you left town and refused to tell anyone where you were, she was worried. Very worried. I talked to her many times. She knew she fucked up, and by you, leaving was the wake-up call she needed. Those papers that she had served to Kendal were in the works for a long time. Sometimes, things take time, and we all know Lisa kept pushing that attorney of her to hurry. So she could move on without her, and to move on with you. Lisa loves you. I know she does. And if she didn't love you, then she never would have called to have you go somewhere safe. A place where Kendal will never find you."

I sat on Nayeon's couch, listening to her speak, and found my mind wandering, thinking about Lisa and how depressed she sounded on the phone. And the more Nayeon said her thoughts, the more I realized she's right.

Nayeon lowered her glass from her lips, then pointed to my growing belly. "You need to think about that baby too. It's not good to stress yourself out; you'll stress that baby out. I honestly believe Lisa will do anything to protect you." She paused, then giggled. "Look back at what she did to Tae a couple of months back. Lisa's protective over you. And now that her child is growing inside you, she'll be even more protective of you and will not let Kendal get anywhere near you."

I bit my bottom lip, thinking. "That's true. Lisa's been very protective of me and has been since we started seeing each other. I should go to her. I keep saying I won't let Kendal get to me, and if I stay here, it will only show I let her do just that. And then she'll know, she won."

Nayeon smiled, knowing she finally put some sense into this. She also knows me well and knows that if I were to stay here, I'd be a mess myself, and knows all I will end up doing is worry about Lisa all night. "All I've had to drink was a glass and a half of wine. If you would like, I can drive you to the hotel. Kendal knows your car, and if she's out driving around looking for you and Lisa, and she spots your vehicles. You know she'll damage your car too."

"Okay."

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"Call me if you need me," Nayeon said as I got out of her car.

I smiled. "I know I'll be fine. Thanks for the ride."

I walked into the hotel, and right away, everyone's eyes were on me. I guess I never even paid attention to what kind of hotel Lisa picked for us to stay in, but after taking another look at my surroundings and saw how fancy it was, I realized this was no Days Inn. I looked at my clothing, then discreetly looked at everyone around me, and suddenly I felt like Vivian from the movie Pretty Woman.

Shit...

I walked faster towards the elevators, and just as I was to push the button, the doors opened, and like a flash, I was inside the elevator, repeatedly hitting the close button.

Damn her. She could have at least warned me this was a high-end hotel. As the elevator went up, I watched the numbers change, hoping I would get to my floor without another human stopping the elevator to get on. And I made it to the fifth floor. I stepped out, headed down the hallway, and when I got to Lisa's room, I stood holding my fist up inches away from the door, hoping for no more surprises, then gently knocked.

The door opened, Lisa smiled, and the next thing I knew, I was inside her room, pressed up against the wall, with her lips on mine. Kissing me like she hadn't seen me in years, then leaving me gasping for air when she parted from my lips.

"You have no idea how happy I am to see you here," she lowly said, sounding relieved. And before I could say anything, her lips collided with mine again.

The way she was kissing me; hard, demanding, possessive, and so full of hunger; it had my panties moistening, my pussy pulsating to beat the band and my inner core on fire. I grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt, hurriedly pulled it up over her head next her sports bra, and threw it to the ground.

This wasn't what I expected to happen after walking into her room, but now that it is, I'm not going to complain. She obviously needs a release to relieve the tension with her, hoping it'll get her mind off whatever happened earlier.

Her mouth left mine, her hands reached up, and in one hard, desperate pull, my top was ripped open, with the buttons scattering and her face lowering between my breasts, all while her hands roamed behind me to unlatch my bra.

My bra dropped and her mouth instantly wrapped around a breast, while her other hand fondled the neglected breast. Then she repeated sexual teasing with my other breast.

For what Lisa had to deal with earlier, and with how depressed she sounded when I had talked to her at Nayeon's, I wanted to give her something to make that frown of her curve upwards into a smile. And while lowering to my knees, I desperately pushed down her pants. My eyes rolled up to Lisa's, I wrapped my hand around her cock, and then I smiled like a donut and glided my mouth slowly down her hardened cock, enjoying the moans escaping her throat.

My eyes remained focused on her, and as my mouth went to the end of her cock, she loudly gasped, and her hands firmly gripped my hair, then tugged hard. "Oh. Fuck. Jennie!"

My head slowly moved back, with my eyes still on her, and when I reached the tip of her excited cock, I smiled at her and then I extended out my tongue, circled the crown, and teased her cock in every way I could, making her pant like a dog.

Lisa's moaning increased, the more my mouth pleasured her. I wanted her to have the best blow job ever and continued bobbing my head up and down while using my tongue to tease and excite the veins of her throbbing cock. I felt her pulsating against the walls of my mouth. Then, I started tasting her precum and knew her release was nearing. I gently grabbed hold of her balls and massaged them while increasing the speed of how my mouth glided up and down her cock.

Lisa rested her hands on either side of my head, flung her head backward, and groaned up a storm as she popped her cork.

She lowered her head and locked her eyes with mine.

"Damn, Jennie," she said quietly. "That was..." she began to say, then stopped when I stood and hushed her with my finger while I pressed it against her lips.

"Shh..."

She picked me up, carried me, and laid me on the bed.

Then, with her fists pressed down into the bed on either side of me, she looked at me with lust in the eyes and smiled. "Just think, Babe," she said, removing one hand from the bed and caressing the side of my face. "Everything you've wanted, you'll now have, and there will be no more lame excuses of me having to leave to go home. I'm all yours. Morning. Day. And night."

Yes. That is everything I have wanted for months, and hearing Lisa confirm what I've been asking and hoping for, she had me feeling like a popsicle that was standing next to the sun. I was melting, and I was melting fast.

I smiled and smiled widely as I quietly spoke, "It's about damn time."

"I know. Tell me about it. This is the day I have long waited for. But I'm glad it took longer for me to do what I wanted to do after I married her. Had I not waited this long, I probably would have never met you, you wouldn't be here with me like you are now, and you definitely wouldn't be carrying my child."

My brows dropped. "I wouldn't be now, would I?"

She shook her head. "No," she whispered. "And I don't want to think about that, either. But what I do want to think about is you. I want to make sure you're happy, safe, and satisfied. And now that I know you're happy and safe. It's time that I satisfy you," she said, pressing her lips to mine, then smiled before feathering her kisses along down my body until she got to the prize.

She spread my legs, lowered her mouth, and began devouring the pie. My hands desperately gripped hold of the sheets, my head tilted back, and then I profusely moaned, "Lisa... Oh, God, Babe!"

Her tongue softly glided up and down against my clit; then, she circled her tongue around while two of her fingers thrust into the hole that desperately wanted her to enter. And after she brought me to my orgasmic bliss that had my body violently shaking, Lisa moved up to my mouth, covering it with her, then tangled her tongue with mine, and having me taste myself. Her cock found my opening, and in one slow thrust, she buried herself inside.

"Deeper," I begged.

"The baby," she worriedly said.

"The baby is fine. Now go deeper," I demanded, digging my nails into her.

Her hands reached for mine, pinned them above my head, and sank herself deeper into me, then began exercising her lower half and making love to me in a much different way. I liked it, and I didn't want her to stop. She was gentle and so loving that my g-spot was on high alert and was more easily excited every time Lisa hit my magical spot.

I feel that the sex feels different because she's more relaxed, knowing she has no more secrets and nothing to hide from me anymore.

We orgasmed together, and as she removed herself from me and rolled onto her back, she pulled me with her and had me lay on top of her. I lowered the side of my face against her chest and caressed her breast while she stroked my back. "I feel so free, and it's one of the greatest feelings I've felt in a long time. Damn, Jennie. I hadn't felt this way since before I met, you know who."

I lifted my head, still slowly caressing her breast with the tips of my fingers, and smiled. "And you should feel free."

The corners of her lips slowly raised into a smile, then tightly squeezed me. "I'm glad you made it here, okay. I was beginning to worry about you. I have a strange feeling: Kendal will be out for revenge."


LISA

Jennie fell asleep in my arms, and I couldn't help but lay quietly and watch her sleep. She looked so damn innocent. Actually, she was innocent, and I fucking hate myself for what I've put her through.

It still bothers me that I let my situation get as far as it did and how my lies and deceit nearly cost me my future with Jennie. The more I thought about her and how I should deal with Kendal, the more depressed I became, and I was starting to feel sorry for myself that I couldn't fall asleep.

I carefully slid Jennie off as I got out of bed, trying not to wake her. I dressed, then looked to see what kind of alcohol the hotel had stocked in the room. I didn't see anything that interested me and sighed while looking at the time. After seeing there was more than enough time to have a couple of drinks down at the hotel bar, I snuck out.

"What are you having?" The bartender asked as I sat my sorry as in the chair.

"Whiskey on the rocks. Top shelf, please," I emphasized.

The bar was quite busy, and as I waited for my drink, I looked around and noticed a younger crowd on the other side of the room partying up a storm. They were hollering, cheering, laughing, goofing off, and having a good ole time.

"Twenty-first birthday party," the bartender said as he set my drink in front of me. "They've been at it all night."

I chuckled. "I remember when I turned twenty-one. They're doing exactly what I did. Whoever's birthday it is, buy that person a drink on me," I said, pushing cash towards him.

I was on my fourth glass of whiskey when the bartender placed two shots of who knows what in front of me. "What's this?"

"Fireball. That party over there," he pointed, "bought the entire bar a round of shots. Enjoy."

"You bet I will," I slurred a little, then turned around. The group held up their shot glasses towards me, so I picked up mine and walked over to them, raising my shots. "Thanks for the drinks, and happy birthday to whoever you are."

A young blonde woman wearing a very revealing skimpy black dress, with her breasts practically hanging out the top, walked over to me with an enormous grin on her face, and clinked her shot glass to mine, provocatively saying, "Thanks, sexy."

I arched a brow. "Your birthday?"

She nodded, "Yes, it is."

I drank my shot, then smiled while setting my empty glass on the table. "I suppose you're looking for a birthday gift?"

"What are you offering?"

"If you'll give me a second, I'll remove my jacket. Your headlights are awfully bright, and they could use some covering."

Her smile turned upside down, then looked me up and down. She obviously didn't think it was funny. Then her smile reformed, and she reached up and rested her hands on my shoulders. "I was thinking of something else. And it was more on the lines of you buying me a drink. Then after I finished my drink, I was hoping we'd leave the bar to head up to my room."

Oh boy...

My hands reached up to hers and started removing them from me. "That's-" I started saying, then I felt a tap on my shoulder. And it was not a nice excuse me tap on the shoulder. It was an angry one, and I knew exactly who it was, especially after hearing her clear her throat. I turned around. And the next thing I see and feel. Is a hand slapping me hard across the face.

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