Why did I do that? I mean...I love Chrissy, right?
Yeah. I do. I have to...
I don't know what's wrong with me, but...I still don't really regret it. It felt good, and...she's...she's just so attractive...I don't know. Something about her. Maybe it's the touch of her lips against mine, maybe it's the look she gets in her eyes when she looks at me. Or maybe I was just going crazy from standing in the dark with a woman who's breasts were pressed up against me. Oh. And a woman who can kiss like an angel. Don't forget that part. That's a very important part.
And now I'm driving with her to go see Joey.
Honestly, I'm practically twitching. I can't believe that we...well...I don't know. But Chrissy can't find out. She can't.
I look at Rhea. Right after we kissed, she pressed her finger against my lips and said, "We don't breathe a word about this to anyone. Especially Chrissy." I just nodded slowly then leaned in to kiss her some more. Luckily, she didn't fight back. Later, we got in the car and started driving, but it has been awfully quiet.
I wonder if she's thinking about our kiss as much as I am.
I hope so...I don't want to be the only one...
I pull up to the hospital a few minutes later and we get out. We go inside and talk to the nurse, and she says we won't be able to see Joey for a few days. But she says that he may be alright, but they have to run some tests to make sure.
We thank her and head out for the school again.
We drive in silence. But not for long.
"Tom," Rhea says quietly.
I look over at her. "Yeah?"
"I liked it."
"When we kissed."
I almost blush, but don't. I say nothing.
I swallow and turn my face back to the road. I have to be honest with her. I have to be brutally honest. "Yeah. I really, really did."
"Me too," she says breathlessly.
I stare at the road in wonder. Imagining our next kiss---if it ever happens. In one way, I hope it won't, for Chrissy's sake. But in every other way, I'm hoping it will. For my sake.
"What time is it?" Rhea asks. "We probably are missing two different periods."
"One more to go by the time we get there," I say quietly.
She looks at me. "We don't need to go then."
I nod. "I guess not. Where to, then?"
Please just tell me to pull over so we can kiss again.
"How about you drop me off at my house?"
I nod quickly, as if I didn't expect anything different. Unfortunately, I did, and I still want different.
I drive a little ways then take the exit. "So, how's your mom doing?"
"Bad, as usual," she mutters.
"You don't have to be sorry."
She shrugs. "I guess it doesn't even really matter. I love her, but, she's going to go one day, you know? There's nothing I can do about that."
I stare blankly in no particular direction. "Maybe not. I'm sorry you feel that way."
"It's true," she says quietly.
I pull up to her house. "Here we are," I whisper, hoping she doesn't hear me. I don't want her to get out. I want her to stay here with me.
"Do you want to come inside?" she asks.
I nod and step out of the car. Rhea walks up to the front door and opens it. Strange, that she hadn't locked it. I follow her in.
"I need to change into something more comfortable," she stutters. "Sit down on the couch."
I sit. And wait. And think. I'm trying to think of a way I can seduce her---or make her want to kiss me again. But how?
Maybe she's in her room trying to come up with a similar plan. That'd be nice. That'd be really nice.
Suddenly, I hear footsteps. She's here.
I look over.
She's wearing skinny jeans and a clean, pink shirt. I stare at her legs as she walks over and sits down beside me.
"We need to talk about this," she says quietly.
I blink. "What do we need to talk about?"
Like I don't know.
"Like you don't know," she says with a smirk.
I smile. "Okay."
"First, I need to explain myself," she says, scratching her head. "I guess I kissed you because, well, you've always been there for me. I mean, this isn't the first time we've kissed."
"Or the second," I reminded her.
She stares at me. "Then why was this kiss different?"
"Well, I loved it, and so did you. We never found our previous kisses to be anything special, did we?"
I thought about that. "That's true. But this was different because it was a real kiss."
"The kiss I gave you on the cheek was a real kiss."
"Yeah, but the lips is much more interesting," I say quietly.
She laughs and places her hand on my cheek. "I'm sorry."
"For kissing you. I never should have done that. I'm such a whore."
"No, no," I say quickly. "I'm glad you kissed me. It felt good. Heck, it felt really good."
She smiles. "Really?"
She stares at me for a second. "If I ever had a best friend," she says, leaning closer to me. "It'd be you."
Suddenly her lips touch mine, and my muscles relax. She puts her hand on the back of my head as she continues to kiss me. I kiss back.
She pulls away. "Thank you, for everything. I'll make it up to you somehow."
"You don't need to do that."
"I know, but I want to."
I smile. "So how do you plan on doing that?"
She swallows. She reaches down and grabs her shirt, and takes it off slowly. Then she reaches down, and slides off her skinny jeans.
I stare at her. Is she going to---are we going to---
She reaches around and undoes her bra. She begins to slide it off, then suddenly stops.
I try to pull my eyes away from her beautiful breasts, but my eyes don't budge.
Why is she stopping?
"After we do this," she whispers. "Are you going to leave me?"
I shake my head. "Rhea, I'll stay with you all night."
She smiles. Her bra drops to her ankles, and my eyes examine her body closely.
Next thing I know, her underwear is off, and next thing I know, there's a naked woman in front of me. A beautiful naked woman.
She reaches out and wraps her hand around the back of my head, then pulls me into a kiss. I don't fight back. Not even a little. I practically melt out of my clothes, and begin to kiss and touch her everywhere. I continue to kiss her and push her body closer to mine. My hands squeeze her breasts as she collapses on top of me. We fall onto the couch.
Then we make love.
I got to school on time the next day. It didn't seem like anyone even suspected anything was weird. I brought Rhea to school, as I usually did, and then rushed off to class. Everything was normal.
Well, I guess there was one thing different. As we stepped out of the car, Rhea walked up to me and kissed me on the lips passionately before spinning and heading off to homeroom.
No one seemed to notice.
Now I'm in class, sitting next to Chrissy, but my mind can't stop thinking about Rhea...
The sex was good. Very good. It was only my second time, but...it felt a whole lot better this time around.
I look at Chrissy. I'm so sorry, I'm thinking.
She looks sad, or scared. Does she know? I hope not.
Next thing I know, class is over and I'm out in the hall.
I turn to see Elijah. "Hey Elijah," I say with a smile. "Call me Tom."
"Yeah, yeah," he says, obviously irritated about something. "Come with me."
I follow him into the bathroom.
He turns and glares at me. "Are you cheating on Chrissy with Rhea?"
I make a shocked face. "Absolutely not!"
He studies my face carefully. "Are you sure?"
"Positive," I say, my voice quivering slightly. "Why would you even ask that?"
"I saw Rhea and you go into the janitor's closet."
Dang it. "Look, we went in there, yeah, but it was because she needed to talk to me."
"I've been in there before, Parker. When two people go in there, they're squeezed so tight against each other it'd be a struggle to not kiss."
I stare at him. "Okay, so, she kissed me."
"Did you kiss back?"
"Well, yeah, but so would anyone!"
He frowns. "I wouldn't. Because I have a girlfriend. Most people with girlfriends wouldn't."
"I know, and I'm sorry about that. But Chrissy is hiding something from me, and...I can't help but feel that I need something more."
"So did you go to Rhea's house last night?"
I blink. "Yes. I did."
"Yes, Elijah! We did. But you know what? I'm glad. Because it felt good. Really, really good. And I'm not even guilty about it. I'm guilty about not being guilty, but I don't feel bad that I cheated on Chrissy. Should I? Yes. Do I? NO!"
"I get it, I get it," he says quickly. "But look, if you're going to keep, you know, doing things like that, you need to break up with Chrissy."
I say nothing.
"If you don't break up by week's end and it seems like you're still doing this, I'm going to tell her."
He starts to walk away. "Wait!" I grab his arm. He tries to pull away, but I'm stronger than him. "Elijah, listen to me. Give me more than just a week. I need to think this over."
"You mean, you want to compare sex with both girls and choose that way?"
Kind of. "It isn't that simple!"
"But that's part of it."
I sigh. "Yes. Look, all I want is a date with each girl, then sex with each girl. Is that so wrong?"
"Say that sentence again in your head and you tell me."
I replay it in my head.
"You aren't a bad guy, Parker. Which is why I don't understand why you're doing this to yourself and those two girls!"
"I'm confused, and lost, I guess."
Elijah sighs. "I'll give you time to decide, but after that I'm telling. By the way, let me remind you all that Chrissy and you have gone through. She cares about you a lot."
"I know, Elijah."
He nods. "But, also remember that Rhea needs someone. And honestly, I don't see Joey as someone she needs in her life. He seems like the opposite. Maybe she does need someone like you."
Then he says, "Most importantly though, all girls deserve loyalty in their relationships. And I know you. After this, you'll never cheat again. But you have to make a commitment to one of those girls. They both need you, but they need the loyal you."
I nod. "You're right."
He left, and now I don't know what to do next. I walk out of the bathroom and run into Chrissy.
She kisses me softly on the lips.
"Hey, do you want to go to dinner tonight?" I ask, ignoring the kiss.
I smile. "Okay, and then...we can umm...go to your place after."
Her smile vanishes. "Umm...that's not a good idea."
I frown, but then it vanishes. That's for the best, probably. "Okay, then, just dinner. Maybe a make out session afterwards?"
I sigh as she walks away.
I then go on a search for Rhea and find her by the drinking fountain. "Hey, Rhea," I say quickly. "You want to go to dinner tomorrow night?"
"Yeah, sure," she says, smiling. "So, are we a couple now?"
I half-smile. "We might be. We'll find out soon enough."
She winks at me. "I really want to kiss you right now."
"Right back at you," I whisper.
She walks away.
What's wrong with me? I'm so messed up!!
I take a deep breath, knowing that I have to make a decision by week's end. Hardest decision of my life, maybe.
Well, let the games begin.