1. Becoming A Slut - Chapter 2


    Date: 7/27/2024, Categories: Novels, Author: luckyyyy1 

    ... a hundred times. Without really thinking, she replied:Sure, yeah.

When he wrote back that he’d pick her up in fifteen minutes, the reality of her mistake set in. “Shit!” She threw off her blanket, turned off the TV, and ran upstairs to get ready.

Hailey started with her clothes. What should she wear? It was quite cold out, but that didn’t mean she didn’t want to look sexy. If she put on a skirt, she’d look desperate for cock, but if she put on pants, Jackson might have a hard time getting them off of her.Wait, I’m not fucking him,she told herself and picked out a pair of leggings. Then she chose a white top, a thick sweater, and a fur jacket.Excellent.

When it came to make-up, she only touched up her cheeks a little and applied mascara, as well as putting on some lip gloss. A voice in her head told her that was a good idea because she didn’t want to leave traces of red lipstick all over Jackson’s dick, but she batted the thought away. Red lipstick was for special occasions.

The doorbell rang just as she applied the finishing touches and she went downstairs and opened the door. Jackson stood outside in some sweatpants and a hoodie, his hands buried deep in his pockets. A slight smile played on his lips as he looked her over and said, “Coming?”

“Sure,” Hailey replied, smiling shyly under the weight of his gaze. She locked up behind and followed him to the Porsche. “Nice car.”

“Thanks, it’s my dad’s.” Jackson went around with her and opened the door for her. ...
    ... Brett had never done that.

“Oh. Well, he’s got good taste in cars,” Hailey told him as she got in the passenger seat.

Jackson grinned at her before he closed the door. “And I’ve got good taste in women.”

Hailey giggled as he returned to the driver’s side and got in. “Ready?”

“Yeah, just don’t kill me.”

“I’ll try my best.” Jackson winked at her and then they were roaring down her driveway. Jackson seemed to know what he was doing and the streets passed by in a blur. He drove fast enough that the engine’s vibrations were doing delicious things to her pussy, but not fast enough to make Hailey worry about crashing.

“So is this the part where you tell me you regret what happened on Friday?” Jackson took his eyes off the road for a moment to glance her way.

Hailey tilted her head. “What makes you say that?”

Jackson shrugged, that grin on his face again. “That’s what girls usually say at this point.”

“Oh… Well, I don’t regret it,” Hailey replied, realizing as the words left her mouth that Jackson had hoped she’d tried to prove she was different.

“No?” They stopped at a stop light and he looked at her. “That’s nice.”

Hailey squirmed as he looked at her. “I don’t like that I cheated on my boyfriend. I didn’t want to do that.”

“Don’t worry about it, it happens.” He said that as though cheating was the most natural thing, nothing to worry about.

Hailey did feel a little better, though. “Thanks.”

“Besides—” He shot her a grin “—you’re way too hot ...
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