Double Standards (Part 1)

The Bet

Laney

Upon exiting the bathroom I saw Dillon standing there. Jumping, I gasped. "Oh, Dillon, you scared me". Dillon approached me with open arms and all I felt was shame from my night with London. Giving him a quick hug and peck I moved away, securing my robe tighter. My body held evidence of mine and London's sexual escapade. A few scruffs from the brick wall, several nibble marks, but after my bath and lotion they should disappear by the morning.

"What are you doing here?" I asked trying to muster a ounce of excitement. "I missed my girl. Aren't you happy to see me?" Smiling, I just nodded a yes. We chatted for a few minutes then I played the tired role. Telling him I had a rough day and needed sleep, and we would do something tomorrow.

Sleep didn't come easy for me however. I laid awake thinking of London. I can't believe I admitted my love for him. Another impulsive outburst to add to the list. It was true though, I did fall for him and convinced myself I was over him. Now, I realised I'd been lying to myself.

Waking up the next morning I discovered my body was stiff and sore from angry fucking London last night. After breakfast I convinced Dillon to check out a major spa with me for a bit of pampering. Naturally, he was up for it. Sometimes I got the feeling he was just freeloading off me. I honestly didn't love him, I was just settling.

London

Laying awake last night I kept repeating the words Laney said to me. She loved me. I wished she wouldn't have ran off so quick so I could let her know I felt the same way. I kept regretting how rough I was with her last night, but the sex was amazing. Her lust driven face keeps replaying in my mind making me grow hard. Clearly, I wouldn't get any work done today so I took a break from my normal grind. I headed to my spa with my most trusted watch dogs, Marcus and Conner. We was lounging by the indoor heated pool when I heard Marcus swear. "Holy fuck would you look at that creature?" Following his gaze I saw who he was gawking at. Laney. Here in my spa, and she was stunning. Prancing by the pool in the tinest bikini known to mankind. Her golden hair straight down her back. I along with anything that had a dick in the room watched as she eased herself into the water. Marcus stood. "I think I'm going to go and secure a little piece of that". Normally I would have cut his nut sack open, but I sat back to enjoy the show Laney was sure to give. Marcus was getting ready to have his man card pulled. With a grin on my face I gazed on.

Marcus poked his chest out as he approached her. "Hey girl" Laney looked at him without a word and turned away. "Hey, I'm just trying to be friendly".
"Me too"Laney snarled. "So where are you from?"
"Oh a little place called leave me the hell alone". Marcus could hear London's and Conner's snickers. "Damn, no need to be a bitch". Laney snorted, "look, there's no need to run your game here, now doggy paddle along".

Before Marcus could reply Dillon came up wrapping his arms around Laney and planted a kiss on her cheek. "You alright babe?" Laney nodded. Dillon acted as if he'd just seen Marcus. "Oh hey man. Can I help you?".

At this point London sat up just in case something popped off. Plus he wanted to be the one to kill Dillon for simply having his hands on Laney. Marcus decided this wasn't worth his time and held his hands up, even though he could kill this punk with one hand. "No, no, no problems at all"
"Good" Dillon replied leading Laney out of the pool but not before placing a kiss on her cheek while he stared at Marcus.

Marcus sat down confused, not use to being shot down by women. "Man that bitch ripped my heart out and fed it to me" They all laughed and teased him, but London kept his eyes trained on the two love birds.

Marcus continued his rant "I should've knocked that fucker out and took his bitch". London looked over at Marcus and spoke calmly " How about you showing the lady some respect". London, Conner and Marcus grew up together as best friends and raised in the family together. London didn't allow them to call him boss. Their relationship was that of brothers. They would rib at each other consistently, but they was loyal to London and protected him with their life. "Sorry if I can't show respect for that bitch. She embarrassed me in front of the entire place" London retorted "Maybe if you wasn't so cave man you would've got better results"
"You think you can do better?" Marcus challenged. London grinned "I know I could".
"Okay then" Marcus said. "I bet you a cool grand that bitch bites your head off before you can get two words out".
"Your on Marcus"