Marching Band (Part 5)_(0)

Chapter 5: Kaitlin

I pushed my tongue into the side of my cheek, and slowly turned my head in the direction Heather was facing. She hadn’t been wrong, sadly. Standing in the doorway of the band room, crossing her arms with a look of hatred mixed with disgust, was Kaitlin. I could just imagine it now… Kaitlin leaving, finding Nathan, telling him that I had ejaculated inside of his girlfriend… I’d likely be stabbed within a few days. I only had one option left. Train ticket to the other side of the country, change my name, and of course, plastic surgery.

Shaking my head back to reality, I remembered Kaitlin was still here. She was arguing loudly with Heather, and I was just there laying on top of her. That’s when it hit me; I was still inside of Heather. Pushing my lips together, I slowly pulled out of Heather to make the situation less awkward. It only made it more awkward though, because a quick moan slipped through her lips as she shouted something at Kaitlin. Kaitlin shook her head, probably thinking we were pathetic, before shooting a split second glance at my cock. It made me wonder what it’d be like to fuck Kaitlin…

Kaitlin was a cute girl, but was also a short one. She had to be at least a foot shorter than me. She had brown hair that reached her shoulders, and had beautiful green-blue eyes. She was a little heavier than Heather, but I don’t mind that. It wasn’t so much that she was fat, but more like… curvy. Yeah, we’ll say that. Even being short as she was, she had an amazing ass. It was big and round, and I just wanted to grab it… Her feet, however, were just alright. She had short, stubby toes, which, personally, I was not a fan of.

Suddenly, I let out a chuckle. This was ironic. I was caught fucking Heather, because Becca had to get her to fuck me, because I’d caught her fucking Mr. Ford. With my luck, I’m going to have to fuck Kaitlin, and then help her fuck 15 band guys.

Kaitlin, being blind to my circumstances, didn’t find humor in the situation. “Is this fucking funny to you? Heather is cheating on her boyfriend. You know what that means, right? Nathan is going to fucking kill you.”

Yeah, I figured that much already. “Well…” I said, crossing my arms, revealing my cock to the world, “He can’t kill me if he never finds out…”

Kaitlin tilted her head for a second, glancing at my cock again, and finally realized what I’d meant. “Oh, no. I have to tell Nathan.”

Heather butted in. “Actually, you don’t, Kaitlin. Nothing is making you tell him.” She said, crossing her arms across her chest to cover her nipples. This lit the match, causing another flaming argument between the two of them. All I could do was watch. At some point, Heather offered Kaitlin to fuck me. I mean, hell, I wouldn’t turn that down, but I was slightly offended she was offering me for sex. I couldn’t hear Kaitlin’s response, because I realized her hand was in her pocket. Her hand slipped out of her pocket, holding something.

And I look at them standing there. And I realize Kaitlin was holding her phone.

Deja vu, eh?

“Hey, uh, Kaitlin?” I say, which turns both of their heads. “What are you doing with that phone…?”

Heather looked back at Kaitlin, finally noticing the phone. Kaitlin smirked, not bothering to hide it anymore. “I have to tell Nathan.”

I just had to watch. If I interfered, she’d definitely tell Nathan, and the next time I’d be seen was in several pieces in a dumpster. It was up to Heather now.

Heather was frantically trying to get Kaitlin to stop, but she just wasn’t listening. She held her phone up to her ear and I saw hope leave Heather’s face, being replaced with despair. I contemplated pulling my own phone out, to say goodbye to my parents. That’s when Heather broke down into tears. She fell on the nearest chair and held her face in her hands. I looked over at Kaitlin, who had a certain look in her eye. Almost like regret. It was working… To add to the feeling of guilt, I quickly moved over to Heather and sat next to her.