All Is Fair In Love and War

Chapter 2: Regret

Warning: This chapter and the continuing chapters will contain profanity and strong language. 

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Chapter 2: 

I kissed Ron and I pulled away. 

Shit.. I looked down in embarrassment. When I looked up to Ron, I saw excitement and lust in his eyes. Maybe it was the alcohol in our systems? 

Before I could collect my thoughts, his lips touched mine. Within a few moments, I was sitting on top of him, grinding my hips as he passionately explored my mouth. 

What the hell are you doing? This makes you just like Arlene!, I heard in my head. 

Ron pulled my blouse and threw it to the ground. He was running his hands through my stomach and making his way to my breasts. 

I started to feel self-conscious. Jeremy and I had not done anything for weeks, and I felt like my weight had to do with it. I kept on hearing Arlene's words about my weight in my head. 

I pulled back and I gasped for air. Ron pulled me back and instead of kissing my lips, he was kissing my neck. He lightly sucked on it, while I moaned.

"Ron.. Ron... are..ooh. Do you think we should be doing this?" I managed to say before I let out another moan. 

"Why not? An eye for an eye, right?" he says in a deep and sexy voice. Hearing the passion in his voice gave me goosebumps. 

"I'm sorry... I just feel so self-concious. I'm disgusting." I told him and burst into tears. 

He stopped kissing my neck and pulled my chin so I would be able to look into his eyes. 

"Listen to me. I happen to think you're beautiful... no.. no. not beautiful," he paused. He hicupped.. It hurt that he took that back. 

"You're beautiful and sexy and gorgeous. I think it's hot that you're a teacher. I'd like to be your student."

My cheeks turned red. I did not know this side of Ron. I started to seriously think about doing it with him, because I did want to make Jeremy feel what I felt when I saw him banging my cousin. 

Heck, why not? 

Suddenly Ron looked up and threw up all over my torso. 

Gross!

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After the accident, I cleaned up and put my blouse back on. Poor Ron. I knew he wanted to forget about Arlene. Maybe it was good that he threw up when he did. Who knows how far that would have gone, because I was not going to stop him from doing what he wanted with me. 

Ron apologized a million times in his inebriated state. I was grossed out, but I was glad that he did not go to sleep and choked on his own vomit. I asked him to lay down on a reclining chair he had in his office. I gave him a bottle of water. After making sure that he was not going to throw up and that he was asleep, I got out of the office. 

"Good day, my lady," Walter said as I walked past him. "Please make sure he doesn't throw up again," I whispered. He nodded. 

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The next day I woke up on my bed with a huge pain on my forehead. Funny thing is that today was brighter than any other day I had seen. It's funny how everything bothers you when you're hungover. 

When I walked to the kitchen to make breakfast, I saw my cellphone on the counter. 3 missed calls from Mom, 2 missed calls/20 text messages/2 voicemail messages from Jeremy, two calls from Arlene and a call/voicemail from Ron.