The Queen Bee

12. Seb

I hooked up with Jessica.

Who could blame me?

To say that I was a little frustrated after a glimpse of Lola's perfect body was underestimated.

I was really frustrated.

The kind which I really liked to rip someone's clothes. Specifically hers.

But of course I can't do that. So after that incident, I pretended to laugh it off just to masked my growing embarrassment and left her to mend her own embarrassment.

I know. I should have done something. Like kiss her and feel her up, like my hormones liked me to do, but I can't do that to my ego. My ego didn't want me to act so eager like a damn sexually frustrated specie.

After the dinner, I left Lola and Nana without even saying goodbyes. Nana can ask her driver to drop Lola off, or Lola can call anyone to pick her up, at that point, I didn't really care.

A/N: Heads up. There are some sexual content ahead.

I know I did the right thing. Because Jessie was really good in giving head. No doubt.

We started fucking but I needed something harder than that to release. And every fuck with me ended exactly like this, me unloading my semens on the girl's mouth or her boobs if she isn't willing for the former.  Just between you and me, let us just say that  I didn't get off with just penetration. It wasn't a secret. At least not to those I already fuck.

"Are you staying for the night?" Jessie asked me though I didn't see the sense. She knows I never stay the night to any girl's house even after a good fuck because I hate cuddles and most women loved that shit, that sometimes lead to them thinking that this thing between us can be more than just physical release.

I snorted before answering her, "I'd love to but I need somewhere else to be."

She rolled her eyes at me.

"It's 1 in the morning Seb, where would you be needed at this time of the night." She asked, a little annoyed.

"You of all people know the drill, Jessie. "I simply said without looking at her while I managed to be fully clothed and ready to leave.

"Whatever. I won't ask you to call me either because I know you will."She said, untangling herself from the sheet, showing me her perfect ass.

I chuckled then smacked her butt. I'm a guy. I admire good things. Like big and firm butts. But I never go for a second round. Ever. For me it was a waste of time. Why repeat the same thing when you could have it again with someone entirely different. Different girls equals different experiences.

"I'll see you Monday." She said. It was Friday and there was school later but I didn't correct her that we would probably see each other later since we were in the same group in school but I shrugged it off.

I left her a little disappointed though I told her I would probably call. I just didn't know when. Maybe when I'm frustrated again, who knows.

I feel the cold night the moment I step outside Jessie's house. Though it was Friday, I can't afford to skip school again so I drove back to house, thinking of spending the remaining of my evening in my own bed.

After a 30 minute drive, I arrived at my parent's state. Locking the garage door with the remote, I entered the house without bothering to be subtle and quiet.

My parents barely home. They are always away, doing business meetings and transactions wherever they needed to be. This time they were in Dubai to close a partnership deal with one of the most a largest oil company in the world. I actually lost track of when will they get back.

The light in the kitchen flickered on, obviously someone was there letting me know that I made them awake, but I didn't paid attention.

It was probably just the maid who my parents paid to look after me and the house.

I didn't get attached to any of them since they were all new whenever my mother feel like changing them. I don't care. As long as there's always food in the kitchen so I won't have to be shopping for it and as long as they were doing my laundry.

I was on the last step of the stairs when someone cleared their throat.

And there, at the bottom was my Dad.

"Hey kid." He greeted me, his smile almost faltered. And I know from that very moment on, something was wrong.

"Dad.. what are you doing here?" I asked.

He chuckled a little then motioned me to come near which I obliged.

The thing you need to know about my dad and I was we do get along well. Despite him being busy all the time and we've lacked of any father and son bonding, he always makes up for it from time to time by spending lots of money on me. I know, shallow. But I'm not an ungrateful tool to have a remorse over it, instead i was thankful.

My parents are shitty in parenting skills, yes. But they are there at my worsts never letting me stay in jail or something, always mending what I broke, trying to fix everything I ruined and that's okay for me.

"What's wrong?" I asked him when I was near enough.

He grab my shoulders and gave me a bear hug. My Dad was 6'5" and a softie at that, I almost laugh. I didn't mind though, i was used to it since I was young. Him being away for a few weeks then would come home unannounced and gave me a hug or two. Normal. But the moment his hug lasted more than a second made me confirmed my thoughts. Something wasn't right.

"I missed you son. How's school?" He said instead, leading me to the living area where we both sat on the same large couch my mother got from Turkey when they did a business conference there 2 months ago.

"I'm fine Dad. What's wrong?" I asked. Eager to know what was bothering him that he didn't even wait for the morning to talk to me.

"You see son, I have a business flight tomorrow morning and I may not be able to talk to you and there is something you have to know before I leave." He said.

I'm not even blinking while looking at him.

"It's 2 in the morning, so I'll just say it direct to the point." Then he cleared his throat. "Your mom would like to tell you she's sorry she can't come home with me, she has to be in France for the launch of her new clothing line. Anyway, your mom and I will be gone for a few months, three months top. We will open a new business in Asia and we needed to focus on it for a while. And we will be worried about you son, especially your mom. Since we just bought the Riverside Preparatory last semester, we thought it was for the best to transferred you there. Roger Montgomery, your godfather will be the new Administrator of the school and he can look out for you while we were gone. You can start Monday, just relax and enjoy your sleep through out the weekend."

He patted my shoulder and went upstairs. I stayed on the couch. Dumbfounded. Because fuck my life, Riverside Preparatory was where the Andrews siblings are attending.