She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13 - Sex Stories

She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13

... like that? No…I shouldn’t… What should I do? My phone beeped from the bedside table. With a sinking heart, I picked up the phone and opened it. 1 New Message. Kayla: Good morning, handsome :) sorry we got home so late last night. See me before work. I had known it would be her, but I felt like I’d been punched in the gut all the same. I sagged against my bed, staring at the message, feeling the tears finally start to well up in my eyes. I don’t think a message telling me she’d seen us somehow could have been worse. She didn’t know. Not yet. Tara saw my reaction and bit her lip. “Is it Kayla?” she asked hesitantly. I nodded. “Oh, God…” She actually looked like she was going to retch for a second but managed to control herself. “Go put on some pants,” I said hoarsely. “Huh?” She looked down and flushed red. “You’re right! I’ll, um…be right back.” She quietly left the room, throwing me another despairing look as she left. Part of me wanted to figure out who to blame for this…Okay, that part of me wanted to blame her for this. After all, she knew exactly what had been going on. She knew it was me. She didn’t stop it. Hell, she encouraged it and probably would have done more if… I shook my head and slapped my palm against it. This wasn’t a blame thing. This was fucked up, fucked up beyond all belief…but it wasn’t a blame thing. Besides, I was the one with the girlfriend. The girlfriend I cheated on. I looked back down at the message and had to suppress a huge sob that caught in ...

... my chest and sat there painfully as I looked at her words, still so unaware of what had happened. Oh, God…Why?... Tara came back in, a pair of sweatpants on. “Jack,” she said, trying to sound calm, “I am so, so sorry. I don’t know what else to do. I’m…” She looked down. “If you hate me…” “I don’t,” I replied. “Okay,” she said, sounding relieved, “You’re sure?” “I’m surprised you don’t hate me,” I said flatly, “I mean…I kissed you.” “Did you know it was me?” I shook my head. “I couldn’t even think. I just knew there was a girl in my bed and…well, I thought it was Kayla.” “You don’t remember me asking you to sleep in your bed last night?” “Like…vaguely. I don’t know. It’s like…like I was drunk or something. I don’t know.” Or drugged…no, that’s stupid. The only person who would possibly try to drug me would be Amanda and if she had a plan attached to something like that, it was escaping me. That look of shock on her face was genuine. Tara drummed her fingers on her arm, looking guilty out my window over at Kayla’s house. “Jack…Kayla…” I nodded. “I know. I feel…” I shook my head. “It wasn’t cheating,” Tara said firmly, “You didn’t know it was me. Trust me, I know you didn’t know it was me. If it’s anyone’s fault, it’s mine. I knew.” “I still kissed you first. You didn’t do anything until I did it first.” “Jack, what are we gonna do? What if Amanda tells your parents?” She swallowed hard and set her mouth, trying to hold back tears. “Oh my God…your parents…” “She’s not going to ...