ok so this chapter is longgggg. it was so long i had to cut it in half. so this is part one and chapter 6 will be part two. thank you everyone that has read and reviewed and favored and put in their story alerts. you guys are amazing.

thank you to my lovely beta rose. love you much girl.

i own nothing. not a soul. except for donavan and a few random characters and places.

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Chapter 5

The first thing she noticed when she woke up the next morning was that she wasn't in her bedroom cuddling with Sam but on the floor in her entertainment room. She groggily sat up and spotted Tina and Kurt sleeping their lives away; memories of the night before invading her thoughts. After Sam left they cracked open a bottle of wine and before they knew it almost half the wine in Mercedes wine cellar was gone. With Kurt lectured her for the umpteenth time about the do's and mostly don'ts of sleeping with a teenager, Santana was sexting her girlfriend Sugar the whole night and then sneaking off to one of the guest bedrooms to have her some private "Sugar time" and Tina drunkenly calling her husband Artie while he filmed a movie in Italy and singing wind beneath my wings to him; they all fell out where they lay.

She closed her eyes again and thought about Sam and what she said to Tina. She wanted to tell her friends that she was falling deeper than she intended but after their disapproving looks and comments she knew they would never understand. After their first night together, they came to an agreement that it was just sex and nothing more. This wasn't about love; this was sex; that's all it was. Sam didn't love her, he couldn't and she wouldn't allow it. Kurt and Tina like her had married right out of high school and were still happily married so they didn't understand the feeling of coming home to an empty bed every night knowing your spouse would rather sleep with half of Ohio then come home to his family. Whenever Shane was home, his mood was always foul. Nothing pleased him, nothing made him happy so when she discovered the lace bra and panty set that clearly weren't in the family van, she knew it was time to cut her losses.

She knew she deserved better and Sam just happened to be better but she couldn't admit her feelings to him or anyone else. She and Sam just couldn't happen that way, for one Donavan would have a field day. Donavan. What would she tell her son? Her parents and siblings? His parents? Jesus she was in deep shit. She made a promise to herself that day. No matter what happened, she could never let Sam know how she really felt; she knew eventually it would bite her in the ass but at the time that was the most logical thing she could come up with.

The shrill ringing of her cell phone woke her up from her fucked up fog, taking note of who was calling, she took a deep breath and willed herself not to curse out loud and not to wake her friends. She took another deep breath and answered.

"Hello?" The brunette asked in a bored tone.

"Wakey Wakey!" The other person said in a chipper tone.

"It's way too early for you to sound this happy, what the hell do you want?"

"Well that's a not very nice way to talk to your sister now it is Mercedes? No need to be a bitch hon."

"Shavon … I don't have time for your shit. You called me for a reason, now what is it?" Mercedes asked her big sister in an exasperated tone.

"Well Bug, I was just calling to inform you that Mara and I are coming into town tomorrow and we would like to spend some time with the big diva in the little town. Seriously Mercedes, what the fuck are you still doing in Lima? What happened to New York? You loved it here. I have no idea why you still feel the need to live in such a boring place when you could be living the life with me in NYC."

"Sha, I happen to like the tranquil life I live. No one bothers me when I go and buy groceries; the paps aren't camping in front of the gates of the mansion. Besides, New York is to fast pace for small town girl, I'm good where I'm at." Mercedes replied. The thought of living in New York did invade her mind a lot but she just couldn't deal with everything moving so fast plus she would never admit that one small reason she didn't want to move was because now she had Sam.

"Alright bug, ill email you our itinerary later on today, try not to sound so bitchy in the morning, oh and mom called; she wants to know when you are going to get off your ass and find a man." Shavon asked Mercedes while laughing.

"Seriously?" Mercedes shook her head for her own benefit because she knew Shavon couldn't see her.

And that was the reason she didn't call her parent, most importantly her mother. Glenda Jones, took the divorce harder than Mercedes did, she cried for days asking god why would he let things like that happen; she blamed herself for what happened. She also blamed Mercedes and Shane's move to the Midwest for the fall of their marriage. If they had just stayed in Atlanta like she wanted and Shane sign with the Atlanta Falcons, they would have still been married. But no, she had to be grown and sassy and move her grand baby away. It took her husband of nearly 55 years, Dr. Raymond Jones DDS, to bring her to her senses; threatening that he would leave her if she didn't get her shit together.

She had been trying to set up Mercedes ever since. Every chance she had, she had a man in mind for her middle daughter. She just wanted Mercedes to be happy and Mercedes being the ever dutiful daughter complied. Whenever Mercedes went to visit her parents, her mother would just magically appear with a new man. One time she even brought in the pastor of their church. It wouldn't have been so bad if the man hadn't lost his wife to cancer 2 days before Mercedes met him. When she explained to her mother that she would not go on a date with a recent widower, Glenda called her a prude and Hollywood snob for turning down "common folk". Her mother was a giant trip.

"When will she learn that I don't need a man? I'm fine the way I am." Replied the brunette

"Come off it Bug, you haven't been with a man in years. Someone needs to dust off them cobwebs. I'm telling you Mercedes, if you don't start working that pussy of yours; it will shrivel up and all you going to be able to do is pee."

"Shavon... What the actual fuck are you talking about?" Mercedes asked her sister.

"I don't know but I think it's time you get yourself some dick because lord that attitude of yours is something left to be desired. Shit, they're calling me in. Alright girl I gotta head back in and check my patients. See you tomorrow hon. Love you Cedes."

"Bye Shavon. I'll see you guys tomorrow." Mercedes said while hanging up her cell phone.

Before she would get comfortable, her phone rang again, this time signaling a text message.

Sam: Good morning baby

Smiling at her phone, she texted back.

Mercedes: Good morning to you too. I'm sorry I didn't call last night, we kind of fell out after you left. We cracked some bottles and just made a night of it.

Sam: It's cool. I gotta be honest, this is the first time in months I woke up in my bed alone and I don't like it, so I'm commanding you to ditch your friends and come and lay in my bed with me.

Mercedes: LOL. Sam I can't do that, I have a lot of things to take care of, plus my sisters are coming to town tomorrow and I have to prepare for their arrival. And besides; you have classes and work today. Yesterday was just a momentary lapse of judgment. You will be going to class. And that's an order.

Sam: So you call me having your legs suspended in the air a momentary lapse of judgment? That hurt, baby. And are you telling me you didn't enjoy yourself yesterday? Because I sure as hell did; that is until your friends busted in and I couldn't nut. Let me tell you something babe, a man that doesn't come is man in pain. Do you know how fast I drove home last night just to bust one with your name on it? I think I broke every traffic law in Ohio.

Mercedes: LOL! SAM! You did not!

Sam: I sure did! I had to Mercedes! I needed to come and since I wasn't allowed to finish with you I had no choice. Now answer my question Mercy, did you not enjoy yourself yesterday? Did you enjoy me fucking you? Or how about when you yelled at me that if I didn't suck your clit that instant you would go all Lima heights on me? I didn't peg you as an abuser but damn that was so hot. I had the craziest dream last night about you to. You were wearing the cheerios outfit and I was the class nerd and you were set to tutor me but you had other plans involved.

Sam: Shit that was hot dream…

She immediately began to get that aching feeling in between her legs. Their love making began to play in her mind like a movie, making her almost moan out loud. she caught herself when she saw Kurt begin to stir. Snapping out of her lustful fog she replied back to Sam.

Mercedes: Sam… not now… I got a lot of things to do and I'm not alone. If my friends wake up and see that I'm gone, they are going to know you are the reason I'm being kept. I don't want them to have that kind of a visual

Sam: Babe… They had all the visual they needed last night… So what if you sneak off. Come on baby…

Mercedes: Sam… Don't…

Sam: What are you wearing, baby?

Mercedes: Sam, stop it. I can't do this now. Later I promise.

Sam: It's just a simple question…

Mercedes: Bye Sam. Go get ready for the day

Sam: Fine… But you owe me big time, baby… And I intended to collect. I'll text you during one of my breaks, bye Cedes.

Mercedes: Bye Sam.

What was she going to do with that boy?

After a long morning of breakfast, jokes and more lectures from Tina and Kurt, Mercedes had the entire house to herself again. She had a few hours to kill before she was to meet with her agent, Roderick St. Thomas. After Mercedes and Shane got married, Shane was accepted into UCLA, while in Los Angeles Mercedes got a job singing as a lounge singer; praying to the gods that someone would walk into the lounge and see her and want to sign her. As luck would have it, Roderick, a recent graduate of UCLA himself; had just been recently promoted when he walked into the lounge and heard what he could only describe as the voice of an angel. It had been clear skies ever since.

She decided to do the laundry first. Other than the fact that since Shane clearly had a thing for women in a work uniform, Mercedes never did like having another woman in her house cooking and cleaning her stuff when she was fully capable of doing it herself. But somehow Shane convinced her to get one since because at the time she would be recording her second album, she was barely home to do it. She should have known the only thing that woman ever cleaned was her pussy walls with her husband's dick. Not one to dwell on the past, she decided to go ahead and get started before she ended up calling him and his whore of a wife a slew of nasty names. She was tempted, but she wasn't a fool. Shane wasn't worth it anyway.

Nearly 4 hours had passed and not only did the Diva do the laundry, she cleaned her bedroom and bathroom (where she found the half eaten edible panties Sam insisted she buy), she cleaned Donavan's room and bathroom. She mopped, swept, dusted and rearranged her great; to say she was exhausted was an extreme understatement. Luckily she didn't have to meet Roderick until much later, so she decided to catch some Zzz's. The minute her butt hit the lazy boy she knocked out.

The time seemed to be moving in slow motion for Sam. His classes dragged on for what seemed like hours and all he wanted to do was go home and sleep. Truth be told, Mercedes was wearing him out. He had spent the entire summer with her, so much so that he forgot what his apartment looked like for a while. It was safe to say that he was completely head over heels in love with her and he was desperate to shout it out to the world but he knew Mercedes wasn't ready for that. They had agreed that it would just be sex but that was quickly thrown out the window on his part. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her; he wanted to prove to her that he was all the man she needed. He wanted to break down all her barriers and show her that not all men were like Shane. She didn't talk much about Shane and their marriage but he knew the basic. He knew the relationship was toxic but he just couldn't stop. He was truly madly deeply in love and there wasn't anything stopping this runaway train. He hoped that Mercedes felt the same way he did because he couldn't bear the thought of not ever being with her.

It was scary to be in love. Sam had never felt this way about anyone, not even Quinn and they dated all 4 years of high school. With Quinn it was superficial love, it was all about popularity and staying on top. It was never about spending time getting to know each other, spending days where not a single word needed to uttered. All you needed was a look to convey your emotions. He had that with Mercedes and then some. She was everything he could possibly want in a woman. She was smart, sexy, successful, and ambitious and a slew of other things. He wanted to show it to the heavens that he loved this woman; that he wanted to marry her and have her bear his children but he knew he couldn't. He had been falling so hard for Mercedes that sometimes when he sat and thought about it, it terrified him. What would happen if someone did find out and tell the press? Would he be able to handle it. Would she?

He was so deep in his thoughts that he didn't even notice that he had been pacing in front of his apartment building until two police officers approached him and asked him if he was alright. Apparently when a young man stands outside an apartment building for almost an hour pacing and talking to himself, it's time to alert the police. Making his way upstairs and into his apartment, he slung his bag and all his things unto the couch and made his way into his bedroom. He didn't even bother to take off anything but his jacket and shoes when he climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The shrill ringing of her cellphone jolted Mercedes up from her deep slumber, her eyes were still blurry but she could still make out the fact that she had fallen asleep in her Den again. Lately that had been all she had been doing. Sleeping, eating and fucking. It felt like she was in college again. Reaching for her phone she discovered she had 8 missed calls from her manager. Fumbling to call him back her phone rang instead.

"Oh my god Roderick! I'm so sorry! I lost total track of time! Please say that you'll meet with me still?" She couldn't believe she actually fell asleep for so long. Maybe it was time to cool it down with Sam. If they weren't spending every waking minute with each other, they were on the phone talking all night or sometimes just hearing the sound of each other's breaths on the other line. "Jesus, when the fuck did I become so sappy?"

"It's alright Mercy, luckily for you; I'm in town for another week. So let's reschedule" Roderick said.

"Thank you so much and again I'm sorry." She hung up. God what has been going on? It seemed like her priorities weren't in order. Forgetting a meeting with her manager was a huge no-no in her book. She needed to get her priorities straight and that meant cutting back on her Sam time, which she knew wasn't going to be an easy fit. They had been spending so much time together, that the thought of being apart never crossed their minds. But missing a meeting with her manager? That could never happen again. By no means did she want to end things with Sam, not at all. But she did want to slow thing down. The summer came and went as well did September and they were well into October, only 2 weeks away from Halloween, and Mercedes knew that November was right around the corner and that meant Donavan would be home. How was she going to face her son knowing she was sleeping with his best friend? How was she going to let him sit on the couch in the living room knowing she had to get her couch reupholstered because she couldn't take Sam intense backstrokes and she bit a hole into one of the seats? How was she going to explain the new dining table she had to buy because they got a little too adventurous and broke one of the legs? Slowly but surely, she was starting to doubt the entire affair. Would this be worth my career? Would this be worth me possibly losing my son? And the answer was simple. No. it wasn't. As soon as she could, she would have a conversation with Sam and try and figure how to slow this mad train.

Going into her bedroom, she plopped down on her bed and immediately reached for the remote. She had been so busy that she hadn't had the time to really just sit back and relax. She flipped on the TV and settled in on her large pillow. "So here's what you missed on Glee…"

"UGH! I hate that fucking show! No continuity having bastards." Her and Kurt always wondered how that show managed to stay on for as long as it had. She immediately changed the channel and settled on a marathon of Martin. "Now this is quality TV."

Waking up the next morning, Mercedes began to prepare for her sisters arrival. She knew before the end of the day that she and Shavon would get into it. She always suspected that Shavon was a little jealous of her but she would never admit it, in fact; letting Shavon tell it, Mercedes was jealous of her. Being the oldest; Shavon always made sure it was her over her sisters. She had to have everything and she always had to know it all. She always rubbed in Mercedes face that she was the Marsha and Mercedes was the Jan. Standing at 5'9 with striking features, Shavon was always pegged as the beautiful one, while Mercedes and their younger sister Mara were the short frumpy ones. So when Mercedes began dating quarterback and future NFL legend Shane Tinsley sophomore year of high school; she took pride in knowing that she had finally triumphed over her prettier sister. Shavon had been trying to get with Shane ever since he moved to Lima in the 9th grade, but the big behemoth only had eyes for one and that made Shavon's skin boil.

After several hours of cleaning the house again and preparing the guest bedrooms for her sisters and picking them up at the airport, they sat at the Lima bean enjoying the nice fall weather.

"So Mercy how's your love life?" Shavon asked her while sipping a mocha latte. Mara side eyed the hell out of her, mouthing "this bitch" to Mercedes. "My love life is just that Shavon. Mine." Shavon would never ever admit it, but she was so jealous of Mercedes it made her sick. Mercedes had all that she could possibly want in the world. Fame and fortune, fans that adored her and awards stacked to the high heavens. All Shavon had in the world was her lazy ass husband Larry, and three bratty ass kids. She was tired of her life and it bothered her that Mercedes was living so carefree while she struggled to pay the bills every month.

"I was just asking Bug. I know no one has been hitting that since Shane and I know yo ass got coochie webs just wrapped all over your opening"

"Shavon seriously? Shut the fuck up." Mara told her eldest sister. Being the baby of the family, she was never the one to cause trouble, she let them two chicken heads kill each other while she stood in the sideline. She didn't like getting involved but she felt someone was being attacked she needed to speak on their behalf. Mara knew firsthand what kind of person Shavon could be and she wasn't standing for it this time. Before Mercedes could lay into her sister, her phone chimed. Pulling it out she had she had a text message.

Sam: Hey baby! I'm sorry I didn't text last night. I was so tired. I even slept in the clothes I had on for the day.

Mercedes: It's alright, babe. I spent most of the night watching Martin.

Sam: Oh shit! Martinnnn! Martinnnnnn!

Mercedes began to laugh out loud and her sisters both gave her a curious look but she never looked up so she never saw the fire in her older sister's eyes.

"Who's that you're talking to Mercedes?" Shavon asked her.

"Oh um. Santana, she was just telling me about her date."

"Hmmm. I see."

Mercedes: You are such a mess! Making me look all crazy in front of my sisters.

Sam: But you love it though. So what's the agenda for today because I really want to see you and I told you Miss Jones I intended to collect.

Mercedes: Sam… I'm with my sisters. I can't just drop them off somewhere while you fuck me senseless which by the way I miss.

Sam: Mmmm speaking of that. You have no idea how bad I want you right now. Ditch your sisters and come see me. Now Mercedes. It's an order.

Mercedes clamped her thighs together and bit her lip to keep from moaning out loud. This man sure had a way with words but she couldn't just leave her sister, it would be extremely suspect of her to just ditch them especially Shavon, who seemed to really like being up Mercedes ass.

Mercedes: Sam. I can't. Please don't do this.

Sam: Where are you?

Mercedes: I'm at the Lima bean, why?

Sam: if you won't come to me I'll come to you and then you're going to be coming for me.

Mercedes immediately started to panic. She knew Sam was the type of person to live off impulse. He doesn't think, he just does and she knew he would be showing up any second because he lived right down the street. What was his plan? What would she tell her sisters? This was where the problems lay; because they had begun their affair so fast, they never really sat down and applied guidelines and set boundaries. She really needed to have a sit down with him but first she wanted some dick; but not with her sisters around. She was so into her thoughts she didn't see the dirty blonde giving her the most intense gaze. When she finally did look up she nearly gasped. There he was, standing there all sexy with his leather jacket, aviator sunglasses, white V-neck shirt and snug jeans. God that man was sex on a stick.

Sam: Meet me in the men's bathroom in 5 minutes. Don't keep me waiting Mercy.

Shavon followed her vision and her eyes landed on the most amazing set of lips she had ever seen on a man, especially a white man.

"Jesus Mary and Joseph! Who is that?" Shavon exclaimed while fanning herself. It had been a while for her, Larry hadn't been putting down like she needed and this little blond vision could be the golden ticket she needed. Trying to make her sexy faces at him she realized he was looking directly at Mercedes. Her blood boiling, she angrily threw down her menu. She was about to go off when she noticed an air of familiarity between them and the wheels began to turn in her head. That boy looked way to young so she doubted Mercedes would be hitting that.

"Oh him? I don't know…"

"Well did you see the way he was looking at me? God it's like he was fucking me with his eyes"

"Ok easy thirsty. You are way too old and your pussy is way too saggy for that boy to be thinking about you. Please calm yo ass down." Mara said to Shavon with a roll of her eyes.

"Hey! What crawled up your ass? I was just expressing how sexy that boy was and how I know he wants me." Shavon said with an air of confidence.

"Yeah alright wench." Mercedes wasn't paying one bit of attention to her sisters. She was too busy keeping her juices from seeping through her panties onto the seat. Sam had been sexting her nonstop, expressing in very graphic detail what he wanted to do with her. God, this man was going to kill her.

Sam: Mercy baby 5 minutes have come and gone. That means you've disobeyed me and now I have to punish you. Now get your ass in here or I'm coming out there and fucking you in front of your sisters. The choice is yours doll face.

Quickly standing up, she told her sisters she would be right back and promptly made her way to the back of the Café, completely missing the death glare Shavon was shooting at her.

When she arrived at the men's bathroom she was immediately yanked in. He didn't waste any time and immediately pressed her onto the door, kissing her deeply; their tongues dancing to the rhythm of their heartbeats. Their hands roamed all over the place, she gripped his hair tightly while he raised her skirt over her hips, making her moan when his cold calloused hands caressed her thighs.

"Sam…" She moaned when she felt his hand snaked its way into her panties.

"You disobeyed me Mercy, I told you 5 minutes baby, and it took you 10. You know I hate to be kept waiting and now I'm gonna have to punish you." He said in a husky tone, one hand smacking her ass cheek hard while the other worked the nerves on her clit. She felt like she was losing her mind as Sam continued to assault her clit while placing little kisses all over her collarbone and neck.

"Sam… Oh shit… Sam… We don't have time for all of this. Ohhhhhh god… Sam… We gotta make this quick!"

Without a word Sam leaped into action, carrying Mercedes around the small men's bathroom until he found an empty stall; bracing her against the door, Mercedes unbuckled his pants and they fell along with his boxers. Grabbing his engorged erection, she aligned it with her opening and he helped her put the rest in. Both releasing a sigh; they knew they didn't have much time to really enjoy their lovemaking so they had to settle for the quick and easy. Mercedes right hand grabbed the top of the door while the other was wrapped around Sam's neck. She knew she was going to be in for a wild ride.

"What the fuck is taking that woman so long?" Shavon asked with an attitude but all she got was another side eye from Mara.

"Shavon, please go and remove that bug that has crawled up your ass. Leave Mercedes alone. Jeez the woman can't even go to the bathroom without you harassing her. You know, you remind me so much of mom, always nagging Mercedes. Let her be woman!" Mara said while slamming her hand on the table. She knew how Shavon felt about Mercedes and it was a damn shame, jealous of your own sister because you were afraid to make moves. Mara could only shake her head at her boneheaded eldest sister.

"Nothing has crawled up anywhere but I'm hungry and I want to leave, I don't want to spend the entire day at the Lima Bean. It's not very often I'm in my hometown. I want to see if something is different." Shavon replied unconvincingly.

"Well just let her be."

The radiating sounds of moans and groans along with the sound of skin slapping violently filled the small men's bathroom. They were so caught up in the moment, that if someone were to walk in and said the place was on fire, they would have kept on fucking. It was quickly escalating into something more but Mercedes wasn't playing that; she had a nosy sister who was probably seething in her seat, wondering where she was.

"Sam … Babe … We gotta hurry up! My sisters are waiting … Oh fuck …"

"Don't worry baby I'm almost there." he began to fuck her at a rapid speed and she became alarmed that the door she was pressed against would surely come off its hinges. Feeling that familiar feeling in her belly, she cried out in utter pleasure as she came all over him, her cum sliding down her thighs and legs, he soon followed; shooting his hot cum inside her. Panting loudly, they kissed slowly; enjoying their company but knowing that she would have to leave soon left him with a sense of dread.

"So, those are your sister's right." He asked the brunette.

"Yup, I'm the middle child"

"The one that kept looking at me is pretty hot. Maybe I should have invited her in here instead of you." Sam chuckled.

"Sam … Don't make me cut you."

Finally getting their barring's together, they made their way outside. Mercedes exited first, she kissed Sam goodbye and went on to her table. Shavon wasted no time laying into her younger sister.

"Damn Mercedes! I thought I was going to need to send a search party to look for you. What took you so damn long?" Shavon asked with suspicion in her voice. She had a pretty good idea of what Mercedes was doing or who she was doing but she needed confirmation and that was given a few moments later when Sam strutted out from the back of the Café with a shit eating grin on his face. They locked eyes and Mercedes looked away blushing and that's when it clicked for Shavon. Oh this was going to be juicy.

Spending the day with her sisters was more than a tedious task, Shavon nagged and picked at everything Mercedes looked at, explaining that certain looks don't go with her size, the comments offended her but she brushed it off. Shavon and Mercedes had been bitter rivals their entire lives, it was mostly Shavon who couldn't stand the fact that her frumpy little sister would get everything she wanted and she got nothing.

Finally arriving back at the mansion, the sisters each retired to their own rooms but Shavon had better plans. Slowly creeping up to Mercedes door, she caught the bits and pieces of her conversation with who she assumed was the mysterious blond from the café.

"Sam please, my sisters are here - no Sam you cannot come over – what – don't be nasty boy – Sam I can't leave – oh please don't say that – yes I want you – of course I'm gonna be a good girl but Sam – damn … alright I'll come over but we really do need to talk – yes have an actual conversation – Sam us telling each other how good it feels is not conversation. Fine let me get dressed and I'll be there in a little bit. Sam! It's cold outside ok! I'm wearing clothes. Bye Sam!"

Smiling hard, Shavon crept back to her guest room and fell on the bed squealing. So his name was Sam huh? Obviously this man had a lot of power if he can make a grown ass woman sneak out of her house like a damn teenager. Oh this was going to be so much fun. Mercedes wouldn't know what hit her and Shavon would get the revenge she had been craving for.

so how was that? yay or nay? chapter 6 is about half way done and it should be ready for you guys real soon.

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