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Michael

It felt like a dream. But fortunately for me it wasn’t .

It was real, everything was, the memory of us in the backseat of my car, the wild sex, her warm body pressed against mine, and the way she kept riding me like her life depended on it, it was all real.

“Sweet Betty,” I muttered under my breath, "Oh how I love to experience sex with her again.”

But it was more than sex to me, it was electric and fascinating.

No woman had ever ridden me the way she did: she was confident, experienced ,it was as if she knew how to work around my screws, she knew the right angle to position in, it was all too overwhelming, I had to cum sooner, 
I could tell she was disappointed, after all ,she barely spoke to me after the sex, she just wanted me to take her home. 

Was I even that bad? 

No, that can’t be the reason why she wasn’t answering my text all day, maybe she’s just preoccupied .

All of a sudden the door screeched open making my heart skip a beat, no one came dared barge in like that ,not even my own father.

Who dared to disrespect me this way? 

I propped myself up to my elbow ready to sack the disrespectful staff, whoever it was, something in my guts told me it was Claire, but I was wrong. 

Heather, my dear step mom whom I'd fucked once strides in, she’s wrapped in a furry pink robe that hides her curves. 

She also has a wide smile on her face and her red hair shimmered sprawling over her shoulders. 
She cleared her throat, “Hi, Michael.”

“Where are your manners? Why didn’t you knock?” I asked my voice laced with anger and impatience.

How dare she interrupt my thoughts of Betty?

At first, she didn’t respond, she just grinned and then she let the robe slip to the floor. 

She was wearing nothing but red lingerie that hugged her body like a second skin. Damn, I couldn't help but salivate over her perfect body, even though I didn’t want to.
I couldn’t deny the fact that she looked surreal, like a goddess or a supermodel straight out of the magazine, no wonder my father couldn’t get rid of her that easily, she was a seductress!
I swallowed hard sitting up, then I looked away forcing myself to snap out of her charms, her spells. No one had the right to enchant me but Betty, 
And now that I have Betty I wasn’t going to let her ruin things again.

“I need you to leave.”

“What?”

“Get out !” I bawled, rising to my feet. “ Have you no shame?”
Her smile widened like I’d just encouraged her to move on with her seduction.
“Come on, Michael,” she gushed, “you know you can’t resist me, let me satisfy you, let me take you to heaven.”
Her hands caressed her cleavage. I could see her nipple getting hard, and so was my cock, it was getting hard as a rock at the sight of her. 
“This is your last warning…”
“Cut the crap, Michael, I know you want to be inside me once again, and the good news is that, it's possible, I just need a little, nitty favor from you.”

I rolled my eyes, I knew she needed something in return, she looked desperate enough. “ I’m not going to let you blackmail me for the second time, Heather.”
She giggled softly before leaning close, her rose secret wafting into my nostrils. “It’s not difficult, Michael, just help me convince your father not to divorce me…” she muttered, stroking my chest now. “Please do that for me and then you can have me, in any position you like…. I’d even flick the bean for you, so you can watch me squirt!”

“The deal is tempting, but I’ll pass.”
She stopped stroking and arched her brow in disbelief. “Be serious Michael.”
I pushed her off, chuckling a little. “Do you think I’d be that stupid to fall in your trap again, Heather? Have you forgotten so fast how you blackmailed me to be your lap dog? You might be hot, but it doesn’t work on me anymore. I’ve learned not to trust a snake.”
Her smile turned to a frown but she didn’t back off, she looked so determined to make me agree to her stupid deal. She leaned in to place a kiss on my lips but I was quick to step back. 
“Now, leave on your own accord, or I'd call my father right now and tell him his hot wife is trying to seduce his son. Again.”

She stilled, her facade faltering for a second. She rolled her eyes back picking up the robe from the floor. “You’d regret this, Michael, you’d wish you had agreed to my deal.” She smiled, tying the robe around herself.
“Yes, I regret not ratting you out to my dad telling him his wife is not just a thief but a hoe, oh sorry… his ex-wife.”
Her face hardened instantly. “See you soon, heir.”

With that, she turned and stormed out of the room. I let out the breath. I didn’t realize I was holding a smirk playing on my lips. I was glad how things went with Heather, she won’t play me for the second time.
But maybe if I weren’t so in love with Betty I’d have fallen for her seduction.
All of a sudden I hear a knock on the door again.
“Who is it?”
“Mr Michael? Your friends are here.” One of the staff said.
“Let the idiots in,” I mumbled, running a hand through my golden hair, still smiling.
The door screeched open and Matt Link and Noah brushed in, laughing and hitting one another like children. 
I rolled my eyes bracing for their punches, some on my chest and another on my arm as we bounced onto my bed, throwing a ball amongst each other. 

“Why did you visit unannounced?” I asked, pretending to be angry.

“We are only here for your funeral, we thought you were dead!” Matty said and we all laughed.
“But to be honest, where have you been Dude? The coach is deadass pissed at you.” Matt continued.
“Yes man, you need to make it up to him.” Link added.
“And to us, we need our captain.” Noah chipped in.

I shrugged my shoulders leaning against the headboard, my eyes staring into space dreamily, as Betty came into mind again. “Well, I’ve been busy.”
“Busy doing what?” Link asked, throwing the ball my way.
Matty caught it instead, “ Easy link, his dad isn’t well, he has to be there for him. How is your dad Michael?”
I scowled, “My father’s fine but guess what else is fine?”
They all looked puzzled, “What is?” 

“It’s Betty!” I said, I couldn’t keep it in any longer. 

They all gasped, Noah threw the ball at me this time it hit my chest. “ What’s going on with Betty?”
“Well, we had sex!”I confessed.
They all cheered, “ wait… hold on…. Just… wait… Betty? As in Professor Betty? your crush?’ I’d fail you for breathing’ Betty, the strict and all righteous ?” Link gushed.

“Please… don’t tell anyone, and yes she is the one, the one and only Betty, my crush." I smiled.
“Dude! How did it happen?” Matt asked.

“Yea… spill it…” Link shouted, sitting straight in excitement.
“How did you break down those walls… I mean… Betty never smiles at anyone..” Noah asked again.
I grinned, “Let’s just say…, fate decided to smile upon me, it happened at the award night party… at the backseat of my car…. She’s so wild….”
They all cheered me bombarding me with questions.

I just smiled and lay on the bed with my hands behind my head. “ That's enough, I’ve said enough, now let this remain a secret, I won’t want her to lose her job.”
“You’re. So boring….” They all groaned, throwing the ball at me, but I knew deep down they were impressed and proud of me.  
We all laughed and changed the topic talked about other things like football training and when hours had passed, it was time for them to leave I followed them to the foyer and they gave me one last punch on the chest.  
“Don’t forget to pull up for practice or the coach is going to assign me as the new captain.” Link threatened jokingly.

“You can have it! I don’t care.” I muttered shutting the door behind them, their noise drowned out and the house was quiet once again.
I pulled out my cellphone to check if she had responded to my texts but there was nothing. I tried to call her but it kept going straight to voicemail.

My heart sank, what could be going on? 
Had she blocked me?
No…. That can’t happen!

“I cummed early because I was having performance anxiety…” I whispered to myself but unknown to me someone was behind me.
 “Mr Michael,” It was a staff member and she looked very worried. “ Mrs Heather…. She’s fainted.”