Teasers Part 2

Teasers Part 2

When Loving the Wrong Woman Goes Right
Ty—19 years later
My phone dinged, alerting me to a text message from the professor of literature that I worked for to help pay for college. I groaned as I reached for my phone. I was exhausted. All week I had been running myself ragged, doing his errands, and giving his lectures. I was supposed to have tonight off to relax before I started back up with his lectures the next day.
‘We are having a masked Christmas Ball at the gym for our teaching assistants. It starts off with a nice dinner, followed by hours of dancing. If you decide to come, the dress code is Christmas colors. No jeans or suits. Wear something nice. Masks will be provided.’
I groaned as I tossed my phone back onto my bedside table. I didn’t want to go. I just wanted to sleep. I wish I didn’t have to work to put myself through school. I knew my stepfather, Caleb, would foot the bill for my education, but I wanted to make him proud. He had taught me that a man worked hard for what he wanted. He had been a great father to me since he came into my life when I was 7. Almost twenty years later, and my need to have his approval still meant everything to me.
I yawned sleepily as I got up. As much as I wanted to stay home and relax, I knew part of keeping my job was to keep my ‘boss’ happy. If I didn’t attend this get-together, Professor Abrahams would see it as an insult and would make my life a living hell. I had made that mistake once, and I was not going to make it again. While I showered, I thought about going to Paya’s house and asking her to go with me. I knew she would be able to get ready quickly. That’s what made being spontaneous with her so great. I could show up at her place, and within 15-20 minutes, she would be ready.
When I was dressed in a pair of black slacks with a red button-down dress shirt, I jogged out of my apartment to head over to Paya’s, which was three buildings down. I bounded up the stairs, knocking excitedly, which died immediately when my best friend, Carlos, pulled the door open, wearing nothing more than a pair of boxers slung over his hips. He immediately took a step back.
“Tyson! What are you doing here? Paya said that you were going to be sleeping all night,” he said anxiously, glancing over his shoulder to where my girlfriend, Paya, stood with her eyes wide, staring at me like a doe in headlights.
“T-Ty,” she stammered.
“Don’t fucking Ty me,” I snapped. “I say I’m going to relax, and the first thing you two do is hook up? How long has this been going on?”
“Th-this is the first time,” Paya stuttered, making me snort.
“Yeah, right! We’re over, Paya. I want my ring back,” I snarled.
“Ty, I swear—”
“The ring! Give it to me!” I commanded, holding my hand to her.
She yanked the engagement ring off her finger before dropping it into my hand. I closed my fingers around it as I spun around to stomp off toward the gym, ignoring both of their pleas behind me. I pocketed the ring as I walked up to the door, where two women stood next to a box full of masks. I took the stupid half-faced Santa Claus mask from the woman, nodding to her as I walked by. As I entered the gym, I positioned the mask over my face, taking note of the equally stupid plastic elf masks the women wore. Professor Abrahams rushed up to me as soon as I stepped in.
“I thought you weren’t coming.”
I narrowed my eyes on him. “I’m your teaching assistant. Of course I would come.”
“Perfect. Enjoy the festivities,” he told me, clapping his hands together.
“Thanks, I will,” I said tersely.
He patted me on the back before hurrying away. I wandered over to the table set up along the back wall where everyone else was already seated, eating steak, shrimp, and a delicious-looking pasta side. As soon as I sat down, a glass of wine, along with a large plate that matched those of the other teaching assistants, was placed in front of me. I eagerly downed the wine, wanting to forget about Paya and Carlos for the night. I would deal with that situation tomorrow if they approached me. By the time I had finished my food, I had a nice buzz going on. My head was fuzzy, and I was already in a better mood. When the music started, I got up to make my way to the other gym where it was coming from.
I leaned against the wall, quickly looking around the room, studying each of the females as I decided which one would be the best one to take home for a night of distraction. When I finally settled on one that was switching partners with every song, I pushed myself off the wall to saunter over to her. I leaned close to her ear from behind.
“May I have the next dance?” I asked softly.
She shivered before nodding. “Yes,” her breathless reply immediately set my tipsy body on fire.
I put my hands on her hips, slowly pulling her back against me as the next song started to play. Her arm came up over her head to grip the back of my neck while I ground against her, her ass pushing back against my cock. I slowly moved my hands up her body, caressing her figure before groaning as my erection throbbed against her ass.
“Do you want to get out of here?” I inquired before lowering my mouth to her throat to suck on it gently.
“Yes,” she moaned.
I grabbed her hand before leading her out of the gym. As we passed one of the dark gym classrooms, she tugged on my hand.
“In here,” she whispered.
I quickly glanced around before nodding and following her into the classroom. As soon as the door shut behind us, she spun around, and our hands were immediately everywhere, running along both of our bodies. I picked her up, grunting when her legs went around my waist. I turned around to push her against the door before pulling her dress up so I could reach between us to slide two fingers into her. Her moan drove me crazy, and I pulled my fingers out to replace them with my hard cock, thrusting into her hard. Her back arched as she let out a loud moan that had me lowering my mouth to hers to swallow her cries of pleasure while her hands moved over my back.
I brought her to climax twice before allowing myself to change the speed and urgency of my movements so I could cum too. As I rode out my orgasm, her phone started to ring, making me groan as I lazily continued to thrust into her while she rolled her body, prolonging my orgasm. Her phone stopped ringing before immediately starting up again. She groaned before tapping my shoulders.
“Put me down. I have to get that,” she told me.
I rolled my eyes but did as she asked, letting my cock fall out of her pussy, dripping with my cum. She fumbled in the tiny purse that hung from her shoulder before answering her phone.
“Yes, Daddy?”
She listened for a moment before starting to tug at her dress. “I’m not home. I can be there in five minutes. Tell Mom I said, ‘I’m on my way.’”
She said goodbye to her father before starting to leave. I grabbed her hand, ignoring her attempts to tug her hand away from mine.
“Can I see you again?” I asked.
“It’s better if we don’t. I have to go.”
I quickly pulled the ring out of my pocket before pushing it onto her finger. “If you change your mind, wear that on campus. I’ll be looking for it.”
“Okay,” she mumbled before dashing out of the room.
I cursed softly as I stepped out into the hallway to watch her retreating figure. That was almost a $20,000 ring. And I had given it to some girl I didn’t know without hesitation. What in the hell had I done?

Two weeks later, I was in the middle of giving Professor Abrahams’ last lecture before the Christmas break when a flash of light drew my attention to a ring on a finger, four rows up. I purposely started to make my way up the stairs to the row with my eyes glued to the ring, as excitement filled me while I dismissed the class. I waited for everyone to start to clear out of the row before making my way over to the girl that wore my ring. As I neared her, I let my eyes travel up her arm, and when my eyes landed on her face, my heart threatened to beat out of my chest.
“Jocelyn?” I asked in shock.
“Hey, Ty. Great lecture,” she told me.
I grabbed her wrist, lifting her hand up. “Where’d you get this ring?”
She narrowed her eyes at me. “I don’t have to answer that if I don’t want to.”
“Yes, you really do, considering that’s my ex-fiancée’s ring, and the girl I gave it to didn’t have my permission to give it away,” I said.
Her eyes raised slowly to mine. “Well, if you must know, I had a one-night stand, and the guy gave it to me. Told me to wear it if I changed my mind about seeing him again. I’m sorry that your girl gave it away, but that’s not my problem.”
I sat down in the chair next to her, my heart pounding hard as I stared at her. “No, it’s not,” I said bitterly, running my hand down my face. “But that’s only true if we overlook the fact that you’re the girl I gave it to, saying that I would be looking for it around campus.”
Her mouth dropped open as she paled. “Oh, God.”
“Oh, God, indeed,” I agreed.
And as we stared at each other awkwardly, all I could think about was the many ways that Uncle Joey was going to kill me for sleeping with his daughter…