Revenge is best served blonde Prt. 3 Secrets

Prt. 3

This night just kept getting more and more screwed up as it went on, and to top it all off, when I had my doubts and guilt about the whole situation Ali told me that Sara came home with a hickey on a night that I was not with her…

“That bitch was cheating on you!?” Ali said, seemingly almost more angry than I was.
“Yeah I think she is.” I said quietly.
“Like for sure? She is for sure cheating on you? There is no way you gave her a hickey on that day?” Ali asked desperately.
“No, on monday we hung out at Hal’s place then came here and we never got time alone to do anything. Tuesday she wanted to have a girl’s day with Caity. Wednesday I only saw her at school, and she wore her hair down with collared sweatshirt…” I explained.
“Back when we almost broke up, I took a long shower at my place and Sara was convinced I was whacking off wile I was in there.”
“Were you?” Ali interrupted.
“No, I wasn’t, I swear I was just day dreaming. It happens, I space out in the shower. But anyway, I come out and she is sitting in your mom’s car, waiting for me to come out and she calls me a perv and takes off.”
“Wow, what a bitch.” Ali said quietly.
I took a moment and just looked at Ali and figured that in all this I was glad I was with her. She had made me feel amazing tonight in more than just a physical way, she cared about me, I could see it in her face. Her beautiful face. I continued on with my story.

“So anyway she text me later that night and told me that she would get ahold of me and not to call her or anything. Three more days go by, and I hear nothing, she doesn’t say hi at school she doesn’t even look at me. She finally calls me and says sorry, and then I get the guilt trip for a few hours and I end up apologizing to her as stupid as that was. The next day my friend Hal tells me he saw Sara at a birthday party but she left with Micha. I fucking hate Micha. It has to be him if its anyone. I asked her about it but she said that it was nothing and she didn’t actually leave with him back at the party. Week later I swear I see her texting him, but she had recently started using a password on her phone saying that you kept taking it from her.”
“oh what the hell, I did not, I don’t mess around in her business.” Ali said.
I gave her a look.
“Okay so I did tell you about her and… video tape her, but technically you actually got me involved. Even if it was an accident.” She said with a half smile. “And now we cheated on her… we went farther than I meant this to go.” She trailed off. “..I’m sorry for what’s happened to you tonight.”

Ali’s eyes looked to the floor, and then to the front of her pants where my cum had dipped on and dried. She looked like she was going to say something but stopped short. Seeing her like this, Ali was feeling guilt, for hurting me. She actually cared, and seeing her sad like that boiled something deep in my chest. All I could imagine was everything I wanted to do, I wanted to beat Micha into the ground, I wanted to make Sara drink from that thermos and more, I wanted to fight back against my fucked up mom. Something in me snapped in that moment…

… I wanted revenge.

I put my hands on Ali’s shoulders and turned her to face me.

“No, don’t be sorry. I’m not sorry at all. I’m done feeling bad about any of this. It’s time we change things. This has been a horrible night, but I love every bit of it because it brought me to this point with you.” I said.

Ali’s eyes lit up, she hugged me so tightly and with such force we ended up falling off the couch and onto the floor. She landed on top and buried her face in my neck. She began kissing my neck all over. She pulled my face to hers and we kissed with a tenderness that could have melted any glacier. Her breath was warm on my face, I slid my hands under her shirt and hugged her skin, I rolled on top of her and just looked down at her beaming freckled face. Her eyes looked puffy and red, I noticed tears growing inside them.
“What’s wrong?” I asked. She shook her head and smiled.
“I just thought that maybe after you over and you got off, that you would just freak out and hate me. Then you would just go back to her…” Ali muttered fighting back cry she knew would eventually prevail.

“No way. I’m never going back, tonight has shown me I’ve been with the wrong one all along. I knew deep down it was always you first. You could always make me smile, and you were a friend to me, a real friend. I want you, I want you in every way I can have you. Your beautiful.” I confessed.

Ali suddenly laughed a sweet release as a few tears swept down her face.

“Thank GOD! Zach! I have waited for this, I have hated Sara. She treats you horribly but you need to be treated amazingly. I want you too.” Ali almost shouted
She hugged me tightly again and squeezed my neck. “…I finally beat that bitch.”
Ali and I got up and lay on the couch together cuddling.

“No WE haven’t beat her yet. You won me, but we still can do so much more.” I said with a smile.

“You have learned well my apprentice.” Ali said with a wink
“So i’m the apprentice now?” I asked
“Zach… really? Who was a ninja and got the tape of Sara?”
“You did.”
“AAAnd who’s idea was it to make her drink your cum?”
“..okay yours.”
“and who is about to get their dick sucked?” Ali giggled.
“okay hopefully not you.” I laughed in surprise.
“No not me, but if I had one it would be huge, and that would make you still my apprentice.”
“I would argue with you on that one, but I won’t” I smiled.
“Good, then that leaves more time for fun.” Ali said.

Ali bounced up off the couch and pulled me by the hand to the master bed room where she crawled onto the bed, I watched her butt cheeks move back and forth as she crawled. She must have been doing it on purpose. She crawled under the sheets and patted the spot next to her. I crawled in beside her and all I wanted to do was pull off her pants and ravage her with every ounce of passion I could. I wanted to hear her moan, and scream my name, and watch her cum. I wanted to see her perfect breasts and suck on them like I was a starving child.
I got into bed and thew off my hoodie and my shirt.
“I hope you don’t mind.” I said smiling.
“well look at you mister beefy.” she winked. And then she pulled her yoga-pants off and threw them off the bed. “i hope you don’t mind.” she said and before I could reply she reached back and undid her bra and slid in out from her shirt. It was light pink with a tiny bit of lace on the top. She threw that to the floor as well.
“Oh now your just being mean.” I said.
“Hey those things are not comfortable after a wile.” she defended herself. “Now come here.”

Ali motioned with her fingers to come closer. I wanted her to suck on me badly but as I looked into her waiting eyes I had an idea. I was tired and emotionally drained and laying back and being pleasured by Ali’s sweet little mouth sounded like all I could ever want but I had to try one thing first. I moved in close to her but turned her away from me so that we were spooning. She gave me a confused look.

“Trust me” I whispered to her.

I gently rubbed her hip and thigh as I kissed her neck. I could feel the goosebumps rise on her butt. I could feel she was wearing booty shorts. She started to look back to say something but I kissed her cheek
“Shhh, don’t worry, I wont take advantage, I was just thinking about earlier, about how I came but you never did, I left you hanging.” I kissed her ear, and then her neck “And as much as I want you to pleasure me again, I want to do something for you.” I slid one arm under her shirt as I caressed her belly and the other over her shirt gently massaging under her C-cup breasts that looked to plump and ready to be suckled. Ali’s white v-neck was tight and hugged her boobs making every jiggle and bounce visible with a large amount of tan cleavage exposed for my enjoyment.