Love Isn't Enough (L.I.E)

Ch. 28- Being A Friend?

August

"Ahh shit!" I gritted my teeth together as she slopped all over my manhood.

I gripped her hair and guided her head into a faster pace.

"Fuck!" I felt my toes tingling and I knew I was close to my nut.

She took my shit out her mouth and slowly sucked the tip, causing me to throw my head back in pleasure. She took all of me back into her mouth as I exploded down her throat. She sucked and cleaned me up something good.

"Damn Mia."

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and giggled, as she stood to her feet.

She started undressing herself, unbuttoning her jean shorts.

"Nah, keep em' on."

Reality finally setting in, I couldn't help but think 'what the fuck am I doing?'

"Why? What's up?" She asked, looking a bit upset.

"This was a mistake, you should go..back to your room... Like now." I helped gather her things from around my hotel room shoving them into her hands as she held a confused expression.

"So you came up with the conclusion that this was a mistake after I give you head and help you bust a nut?"

"Look, this shit hea' wasn't supposed to happen. I'm sorry it happened like dat', but this shit ain't right." I continuously shook my head, disbelieving I made such a stupid and huge fucking mistake.

She shook her head and snatched her purse off the table, storming toward the door. Before she exited the room, she looked back one last time.

"Fuck you August!" She spat, followed by slamming the door.

To be honest I could give two fucks how she felt. I locked the room door after she left. I went back to the bed and sat on the edge, throwing my hands onto my face.

"Fuckkkk!" I yelled.

Probably wondering how this happened right? Well after I agreed to go out and party with the crew, we had hella drinks. I was so stressed that I kept the drinks coming. I didn't get super drunk though.

Mia was pissy drunk, however, and I couldn't just leave her on her own. She was too drunk to remember her room number and she has no idea where here room key was. So I helped her to my room to get her back to sobriety, thinking she can crash on the pull-out couch. The time we came back to the hotel was around 2:30 a.m. and she napped for about 2 hours. I stayed up, unable to sleep, when she had woken up. She was a lot more sober and she seemed close to being back to her normal self.

We talked for the remainder of the night and next thing I know, her mouth was wrapped around my dick.

I never meant for this to happen, and this time I can't blame the alcohol. I knew exactly what the fuck I was doing when it was happening. I had one job. Kourtney gave me one fucking job, and that was to be good. To be faithful to her. How do I tell my 6 and a half month pregnant girlfriend, that I just got back good with from cheating the first time, that I cheated on her again?

Kourtney

"Awe thanks Michael." I took my last gift from my students who decided to give me a mini baby shower being that this was my last day of teaching. I'm almost 7 months, so I think now is a good time to stay home and relax. I can now put all my focus into preparing for our unborn and strengthening my relationship with August.

"Your welcome Ms. Sommers!" Michael shouted.

"We're gonna miss you." Lindsey pouted.

"I'll miss you all too. This is the best class I ever taught. You guys are amazing! Remember not to give the next teacher a headache and don't cause too much trouble. Yes I'm talking to you Larry."