I have a ton of reviews, follows, and favorites, which makes me super happy! I can't update every day, but I will try to as often as I can.
By the way, to the reviewer who said, and I quote, "Why you had to put Brittany in this story? OMG do non of you people like Quinntana. I am tied of that Brittany girl in every story with Santana , she's pointless ugggh!"(That was how everything was spelled in the review.) Brittana is endgame, sorry bout cha.
Santana woke up Friday morning feeling refreshed. It took her a max of two seconds to remember why and she already felt guilty. She didn't even know if she would be able to look Brittany in the face ever again. Quinn had already left, so she took a quick shower and went downstairs. She wasn't surprised to see Brittany at the table eating a bowl of Lucky Charms. "Morning, San," Brittany said.
"Morning." Santana didn't even look up to reply. Instead, she poured herself a cup of coffee and walked to the living room. She could feel Brittany's eyes on her, but she didn't dare turn around.
Brittany ate quickly so that she could follow Santana into the living room. "Can you give me a ride to campus today?" Brittany asked, sitting down right next to the Latina.
Santana rolled her eyes, of course she had to follow her. "Sure." Santana wouldn't meet Brittany's eyes. She sipped her coffee slowly, each sip burned her throat when she swallowed.
"Is something wrong?" Brittany already knew why she wouldn't look at her, but she loved teasing Santana too much to let it go.
"Nope. I just think that, uh, we should go now. That way we can find a decent parking spot." Santana once again got up and walked away from Brittany.
The walked to the garage and got in the car. "So I think one of my classes is going to run a little late today. That's what the instructor said anyways," Brittany said, fixing her makeup in the mirror.
"Okay?"
"So I will call you once it's over. But I kind of need your number."
Santana gulped. She knew it was a terrible Idea, but that didn't stop her from complying. "Yeah, ok. Hand me your phone." Brittany handed Santana her phone so she could enter her number. "Only text me when you really need to please."
Brittany rolled her eyes. "Why else would I text you?" Santana only shrugged and put the car into reverse.
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It was Santana's lunch break and she had absolutely no plans. She didn't want to look like a dumb ass and eat out on the quad with the students, so she called one of her best friends. "Hey M, are you doing anything for lunch today?"
"No actually, I'm free right now."
"Great, because we have some stuff to talk about. Meet at Pizza Hut?"
"Yeah, that's fine. See you there, Santana."
Santana got in her car at drove to the Pizza Hut on the other side of town. When she arrived, she smiled greatly. It had been a few weeks since she had seen Mercedes.
"Hey girl," she said, pulling Santana into a hug. "It's been a while."
"Yeah, I've missed you Wheezy."
"Lets get something to eat, I'm starving and only have an hour. Sam wants me to go shopping with him."
"How are you two doing?" Santana asked, holding the door open for her.
"We are doing great actually. I think he might propose."
They sat down and ordered their drinks. "I'm so happy for you, but how do you know?"
"I don't know I just have a feeling he will. I hope I'm not wrong though."
"You two have been together ever since Junior year, I have a feeling that he's bound to propose sooner or later."
"What about you and Quinn? How is your marriage going?" Mercedes took a sip of her drink that the waiter had just brought back.
"What would you guys like to eat?" He asked, annoyed.
"Six bone out, honey barbecue wings," Mercedes ordered.
"Same." The waiter walked off murmuring curses about his job.
Mercedes looked at Santana expectantly. "What?"
"Are you gonna answer my question?"
"Oh," Santana's face got red. This was her first time talking to anyone about it. "It's not doing so good."
"Oh shit, do you not love her anymore?" Mercedes about spit out her diet pepsi.
"It's not that, I love Quinn very much. But she's always working or sleeping and we don't even talk that much. The only day off she has is Sunday."
"Oh, have you asked her to take time off work?"
"Her boss is strict and always tells her no."
"Berry is pretty strict," Mercedes agreed.
"But," she hesitated. "There might be something else."
Mercedes understood what Santana was trying to say. "You mean somebody else don't you? Who did you cheat on her with?"
Santana rubbed her forehead and sighed. "I haven't cheated on her yet."
"Yet?! What the hell, why are you planning to?" Mercedes questioned with wide eyes.
" Okay, I'm going to tell you a story and I don't want you to talk until I'm done." Mercedes nodded, telling her to continue. "Okay, her sister Brittany is staying with us."
"You like Brittany?!" Mercedes yelled, a little too loud.
"Dammit M what did I say?"
"Oh, sorry. Continue."
"Well Brittany is staying with us because she is going to college here. And you know how she used to have a huge crush on me? Well it hasn't gone away. She's been trying to get me to sleep with her. And I'm starting to have a real hard time saying no. I guess you could say I'm attracted to her, but I feel like I just want sex no feelings."
"I'm sorry, but you're fucked. That's Quinn's baby sister."
"Please don't say baby sister, she's not that young."
Mercedes rolled her eyes. "Say you have sex with her and you start to have feelings, what are you gonna do?"
Before Santana could answer, the annoyed waiter dropped off their wings. "Enjoy your meal," he said sarcastically.
"I don't know, I need your help. This is like really crazy, and I love Quinn. But I can't deny my attraction to Brittany. It won't go away."
"Choose Brittany." Mercedes said before stuffing a wing in her mouth. "Well, that's what I would do."
"Why?" Santana asked.
"Because, if you truly loved Quinn, you wouldn't have to make this decision."
"But it's just sex."
"Don't give me that 'it's just sex' motto you gave everyone back in high school. You and I both know it will be more. So choose wisely."
Santana nodded sheepishly and began to eat her wings.
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Santana had gotten a text from Brittany that she needed a ride and was waiting by her car at the end of the day. Santana quickly cleaned up her desk and locked the library doors before rushing out to her car. She didn't want Brittany to wait outside by herself.
"Hey, how was your day?" Santana asked Brittany as she walked up to the car.
"Boring, yours?"
"Same." It was that moment that she remembered how she had fucked herself to Brittany's moans the previous night. Immediately, she got shy again.
"So what is for dinner? I'm not going out tonight."
"I don't know yet." Santana began to drive home, trying not to look at Brittany.
"You are really shy today. Don't even try to deny it, I know why you won't look at me."
Santana gulped, did she really know?
"You must have forgotten that the walls are paper thin. If you can hear me getting off, I can hear you."
"Shit, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have. Please don't tell Quinn."
"Relax," Brittany said, resting her hand on Santana's thigh. "I won't tell."
Santana began to sweat. Just a few days ago she was in this same exact position. She thought about what Mercedes had said earlier. Did she really want this?
"Do you want me to move my hand away?" Brittany asked.
No. "You probably should, I wouldn't want to cause a wreck." The Latina bit her lip, this girl drove her mad.
"You know," Brittany said, moving her hand up higher. "I kept bringing all of those boys home intentionally. I made sure you could hear me moan. I always pretended it was you."
"I kinda figured you did it intentionally," Santana said, trying to keep from swerving off the road.
Brittany grabbed Santana's bulge. "I was going to keep bringing guys home until I got what I wanted. Which was you cumming to the thought of me."
Santana moaned and gripped the steering wheel harder. The blonde began to unbutton Santana's jeans.
"None of them were as big as you though. I mean half of them couldn't fuck me as good and hard as you probably could."
Santana knew they should stop, It just felt too good to. She was about to ask Brittany to stop when she pulled her hard member out of her pants and began to stroke it. "Holy shit." Santana accidentally drove up on the sidewalk.
"You're a terrible driver," Brittany whispered into her ear as she started to rub harder and faster.
"I-I can't help it. You're kind of distracting me."
Brittany rolled her eyes. "This isn't a distraction, I will show you a distraction." The blonde bent over and Santana could feel her hot breath on her extremely hard appendage.
Before Brittany could take it in her mouth, police sirens went off behind them. "Shit," Santana said. "Fix my dick."
Brittany hurried and fixed Santana as best as she could. If you looked close enough, you could still see the huge bulge. She pulled back just as soon as the officer walked up to Santana's window.
"Evening officer," Santana swallowed audibly.
"I'm going to need you to step out of the vehicle Miss." Santana did as asked so that he could perform a sobriety test.
"Well, you haven't had one drop to drink, was there a reason you were driving like a dumb ass?"
"She tickled me, and I uh accidentally drove on the sidewalk."
The officer shook his head. "Okay, you get a warning. Tell your friend to stop distracting you while you're on the road."
"Thank you sir," she mumbled, walking away to get in her car.
"What happened?" Brittany asked.
"I got about five tickets." Santana turned to look at Brittany. She couldn't keep a straight face, and started giggling.
"You ass, what actually happened?"
"Just a warning, and stop distracting me while I'm driving." Santana smiled and drove them home.
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"Brittany, do you know how to cook?" Santana asked, walking into the kitchen.
"I can make chicken nuggets and ramen noodles. Does that count as cooking?"
Santana laughed. "No, it doesn't. I was just hoping you could start dinner while I went to the bathroom and, um, take care of myself."
"Oh," Brittany smirked with an evil glint in her eye. "I can do that." She pushed Santana up against the counter and began to pepper kisses down her neck.
"Not here, Quinn will be home soon."
Brittany groaned, and reluctantly pushed off the counter. "I can boil some noodles for spaghetti, you go fix your problem."
"Thank you," Santana said, hopping to the bathroom.
Brittany couldn't help but laugh at how dorky she was.
By the time the noodles were done, Santana was almost finished with the sauce. Quinn had opened the door around the same time.
"I'm home, how was work today?"
"It was good," Santana said. "By the way, the sauce is almost done."
"Good, can you go get Britt for me?" Quinn asked.
Santana nodded and walked upstairs. he didn't hear any noises from Brittany's room so she decided to knock. "Dinner is basically done, so come down whenever." Before she could turn around, Brittany opened her door.
"Thanks for telling me," Brittany winked and slapped Santana's butt before heading down the stairs.
Santana stood at the top of the stairs, smiling like an idiot. She almost didn't even hear Quinn yelling for her to come eat.
They all sat around the dinner table talking about their day. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. I have to fly up to Maine tomorrow. I won't be back until Tuesday morning at like ten," Quinn said. "My boss is making me go. Apparently some rich football player needs me as a lawyer, Finn Hudson or something."
"So it will just be Britt and I this weekend?" Santana asked, trying to hide her excitement.
"Yeah, I'm sure Britt is mature enough to watch after herself though. So it will just be like a normal weekend." Quinn shoved a forkful of spaghetti in her mouth.
Santana looked across the table at Brittany, who had a smirk plastered on her face. "Yeah, I probably won't be home much so you don't have to worry about me."
Santana could tell Brittany was lying. They were going to have a really fun weekend.
This one is short, only because I didn't want to put the smut in this one. Next chapter I promise ;D Keep reviewing and following because it makes me really happy. By the time you have finished reading this chapter, I will have started on the next. I will try to upload it tomorrow or the day after but I'm a busy person so no promises.