Betrayal (Southern Belles) (8 page)

She leaned over to trace her tongue all around and over her friend’s breasts, flicking hard over her nipples and then swirling in softer circles, making Marti squirm, her touch so feather-light. Marti’s hands hooked around Annie’s ass, pulling her hips tighter against her.

Annie finally leaned back to take a breath, her eyes locking onto Marti’s. Her hands slid up Annie’s front, the backs of her fingers slipping seductively up and over Annie’s perky boobs. Annie let out a little sigh of pleasure, her hips grinding against Marti’s. She leaned back a little more, stretching to give Marti a better view, as Marti’s fingers slipped and slid over her tender flesh. She looped her arms over her head, letting out a sigh of utter contentment.

Marti wasn’t content though. She grinned at Annie as her hands continued to wander further and further down Annie’s stomach, until one slid over the outside of her mound, caressing her pussy, while the other nestled in next to Annie’s ass, playing with the tight little hole.

Annie giggled a little, swaying as she tried to press her body against both of Marti’s hands at the same time. She gazed into Marti’s eyes as her hands sought the front of Marti’s panties, sliding them over Marti’s plump bottom and thighs.

Marti moaned and Annie toppled to the side to let Marti get more comfortable.

Annie slid her hand down her friend’s body in a single smooth motion, stopping just as her fingers tucked down over Marti’s warm pussy. Marti was dripping wet, and Annie dipped her fingers once into the slit, pulling it out to taste the warm juices on her fingers. Marti watched her, flexing her back in pleasure.

Annie leaned forward to run her tongue along the trail her hands had made, slinking her way down toward the pulsing warmth of Marti’s mound. Marti slipped one hand around Annie to cup her breast, while the other ran through her hair. Annie let her tongue slip in between Marti’s outer lips, sliding down deep between Marti’s thighs before sliding back to trace her tongue over the small nub of her clit.

Marti moaned and Annie pressed her face in harder against her friend, her tongue working soft flicking circles and slow smooth traces across Marti’s tender flesh. Marti was breathing heavy now, her voice coming in quiet groans and whimpers.

“More, Annie, more.”

Annie couldn’t help but smile, as she started flicking her tongue against Marti’s waiting, warm hole. Marti’s cries grew louder, and her hands twitched every now and then as they continued to trace tantalizing lines on Annie’s body. Annie shifted, sliding her forefinger deep into Marti. Marti moaned again as Annie continued, curling her finger to flick against Marti’s G-spot, and moving her finger in long slow motions. She slid a second finger in, and then a third, moving them in long strokes, slowly building up speed as her tongue returned to Marti’s throbbing clit, flicking and playing with it until Marti screamed with pleasure as Annie sent her over the edge. Marti’s muscles tightened around Annie’s fingers, and Annie relished the feeling for a minute, as she sucked her pulsating nub, slowly lessening the pressure, bringing her back down with soothing motions.

Marti lay on the bed, catching her breath for only a moment before her eyes flicked down to Annie’s body, her eyes dancing eagerly. “Come here, honey bun, my turn!”

Annie eagerly slid her panties off before she climbed up to face Marti. Annie hadn’t thought it was possible to be more turned on, but as Marti slid her hands up and down Annie’s legs, her fingers darting teasingly into Annie’s slit and pulling and tugging on Annie’s nipples. She twisted and moaned as Marti kissed her slowly down her legs, then back up again to her sex. Stopping to lick her swollen pink clitoris. Annie trembled. Marti slowly kissed down her legs again stopping to suck on her toes. Licking and slurping as she moved her tongue back up again to Annie’s wet sex.

Marti spread Annie’s thighs, pulling her close, leaning in to smell the sweet heat of her pussy. She gently licked the bald mound, moving her tongue down to her begging clit, across her labia and down to Annie’s ass.

Annie bucked, feeling her juices slowly seeping out of her. She pushed harder into Marti’s face. Marti pushed back, spreading her legs farther apart to tease Annie’s ass. Annie could feel Marti’s soft breath tickling her pussy, and she desperately wanted to feel her incredible tongue working its magic, but still, Marti waited. Her tongue dancing around, sometimes into her slit, teasing her, bringing her almost to the edge, and then slowly taking her back down.

Just when Annie didn’t think she could wait any longer Marti leaned in, running her tongue from her ass to her clit. Annie moaned, and Marti pressed deeper, her tongue flicking into her, sending shivers of pleasure deep within. Marti slipped her tongue still deeper, one of her hands moving up, lightly rolling Annie’s clit between her thumb and forefinger before sliding in to replace Marti’s tongue. Her fingers moved sure and easily, tickling all of Annie’s most sensitive places.

Annie moaned, deep, as Marti began to thrust faster with her fingers, sliding her tongue along her slit, then playfully caressing Annie’s bottom, her tongue flicking into her ass and sending shivers up Annie’s spine. Annie whimpered as the pleasure grew. Marti's tongue and fingers darting with increasing pressure as Annie moaned and rocked, her body shuddering even before she came.

She climaxed with a shout, as her wetness slicked over Marti’s hands, making them shine in the light as they tickled even harder, sending Annie even higher, as the room seemed to fade and her world was nothing but absolute pleasure. She soared in the moment of bliss, dimly becoming aware of Marti’s fingers gently stroking her, pulling the orgasm out as long as possible before she crashed back into her body.

Her heart pounding, Annie collapsed sideways, looking back to giggle at Marti. Marti winked, sliding over to cuddle next to Annie who looked at her through heavy lidded eyes, ready to lean in for a kiss.

Suddenly, Marti jumped, "Shit!" she yelled, her eyes glaring at the bedroom door. Tommy stood there, still in his uniform, his face beet red with anger, his whole body shaking with rage. His voice cracked “What the fuck are y’all doing? Annie? Marti? For God’s sake, what are y’all doing?”

Chapter 16

Annie jumped away from Marti, rushing to find her clothes and pull them back on. “Tommy!  What about work, I thought -”

“Fuck work; is this what you do while I'm gone? Fucking a girl? What? You don't like dick? You lesbian or something? What the hell is wrong with you?" Tommy shouted, his voice trembling as he watched his fiancé stand up, naked and spent while the girl he used to love looked on. He shook his head; he thought he was going to throw up. Calming himself, he asked “How long has this been happening? You and her….like this?” Annie just stared at him, not knowing what to say.

It was Marti, wrapped up in the sheet, who finally had an answer for him. “As long as she’s been here, asshole.” She sneered.

Tommy looked at Annie, who was tugging her pants on. His could feel his heart beating in his head. Breaking in two. She looked up at Tommy, her face red, her heart pounding.

“Honey, I -” she started, finally getting her zipper up.

He looked at her coldly. “Don’t you fuckin’ honey me! This is ridiculous! Annie, what are you thinking? Aren’t I enough for you? Shit! This is fucking incredible. I give you everything you want; all of me and you’re over here while I'm out working my ass off, screwing some girl? Damn! I'm a fuckin moron!" He was out of breath.

"Is this another game? Tommy the fuckin’ moron? Let’s see” as he counted on his fingers. “I work my ass off so we can have a little extra; I take you to nice places to eat so you can have a little fun. I watch those stupid ass chick flicks, rub your feet when you’re tired, give you some lovin’, which apparently isn’t what you really want." He paused. "Hired those fucking construction guys, Wait! You fucking them, too? Oh, no, I forgot...you eat pussy! You don't want dick! And what does Princess Annie do while I am trying to build a life for us? Does she stand beside me, encourage me and act like my lady? No! She comes home from work and has hot pussy sex with a girl!"

Annie was in tears, sobbing uncontrollably "Tommy stop! Don’t say that! I love you. I have loved you since the day we met."

"Screw you, Annie!" He slammed the door and stomped down the stairs, not knowing what to do next. He knew he had to calm down. He stepped outside on the porch, grabbed the rail to steady himself and the tears came streaming down his face.

Upstairs, Marti reached over to give her friend a hug and Annie pushed her away. "Not now, Marti." She gasped between the sobs. "What am I gonna do? I love him. I knew this was gonna happen. I knew we should have stopped a long time ago."

Marti just sat beside her, biting her lip. She knew if Tommy left, Annie would blame it on her and if he stayed, she would have to leave. She felt like she had lost her best friend already. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Annie walked over to the window and pushed back the curtain to see if Tommy's car was still in the drive. Her eyes burning and swollen from the tears. She heard Marti whisper "Go to him, Annie" Annie turned and looked at her. Marti was her best friend, but Tommy was the love of her life. She sighed heavily and ran down the stairs and out the door.

Tommy took a deep breath, and Annie realized that he had been crying. They were silent for a moment, both speechless, not knowing where to start, what to say.

When he spoke again, there was a slight quiver in his voice, and Annie could see tears welling up again. “I thought we had something special, you know? I thought I mattered to you.”

Annie leaned forward to rest a hand on his arm, but he jerked back, and she let her hand fall. “We do have something special, Tommy. You mean the world to me. I love you.”

“But you’re fucking her!” He yelled, pointing back at the house, trembling. Annie glanced back that way, as he continued. “You still chose HER over me. How could you do this to me?” He let out a long sigh as his head fell to his chest.

This time when Annie rested her hand on his arm he didn’t jerk away, she leaned in to hold him. “Tommy, honey, I love you. You're amazing." She paused, taking a deep breath. “And Marti is my best friend.”

He pulled back a little to glare at her. “Marti? Your best friend? How can you say that? Is she your best friend or your girlfriend? What about us? What the hell am I? What about our engagement? Our life together?"

Annie started to talk, but Marti rushed out the door. "See y'all later!" She said, sniffling, her voice cracking as she ran down the drive to her car. She didn’t know if they heard her, and at that moment, she didn’t care. It was late and she wanted to be alone. This was way more drama than she had bargained for.

“Well, Annie, what about us?" Tommy asked again, glaring at Annie watching Marti leave. She looked up at him. “What?” she raised her voice a little, “What, Tommy, what about us? I’m sorry. I love you, what do you want me to do? Get on my knees and beg?"

“No, honey, I just-“ He put his arms out and she moved into them, shivering against his hard chest. He hugged her, and bent down to kiss her head. Tears falling down his face. "Annie, oh Annie, how could you do this? What would I do if I lost you? “

He was so big next to her and she wanted that safe feeling again, the warm feeling she had every time he held her. The feeling she may never have again if he didn’t forgive her.

Annie hugged him back to her, her whole inside cold. Clutching him to her, Annie pressed her face to Tommy’s chest and began to cry. She would do this. She would be with him. She loved him.

Annie guiltily thought of Marti as he held her in his arms. She would let Marti go. She would talk to her tomorrow. She wanted to be the best wife for Tommy. He wouldn't have to work. The house is almost finished. They could spend their days in marital bliss. She would show him what a good girl she was.

Tommy placed his hand on her back and gently eased her through the door. "Go shower and wash that girl off of you. I'm tired." She was shivering from the night air and her nipples were poking through her shirt. She quickly crossed her arms and covered them. She didn't want Tommy to think she was still turned on by Marti.
Marti? Shit! Where's Marti
? She was too afraid to ask.

Tommy headed toward the kitchen as she ascended the stairs. He grabbed a beer and chugged it down with a whiskey chaser. He got on his knees and looking up, he prayed out loud. ”God, I love her, please forgive her, I will, and Lord, I pray for your blessings for my future wife, our children, our home and our marriage. In Jesus Holy Name, Amen." He drank another shot of whiskey and then another. He turned and went upstairs.

Chapter 17

Annie had already showered and cleaned up her bedroom a bit when Tommy opened the door. She was scared of what he was going to say. Was the fight over? Had Marti came home? She wasn't about to ask.

Tommy took a quick shower and crawled into bed with Annie. He nuzzled up next to her and whispered in her ear "I love you, Annie; you are the most precious thing in my life. I’m sorry I cursed and yelled at you. I love you and don’t ever forget that" he caressed her tummy giving her goose bumps. She wondered if he was going to make love to her after all he saw.
What did he see?
She didn’t want to know.

Tommy leaned over and kissed her lips gently, she could taste the whiskey on him as he licked her bottom lip, biting it gently. She flinched "What? Marti never do that to you?”

"Tommy, stop!"

"Sorry, baby, I just can’t get y’all out of my head. You were enjoying it so much I wanted to throw up. My lady in bed with another woman. It sickens me. Aren't I enough for you? Are you sure you love me?"

"Yes, honey, I do. I do love you, more than you will ever know. And you are enough. I’m truly sorry for what happened. Things just got out of hand. I'll never do it again. Promise."

She felt his manhood getting hard and she reached down to stroke it.
I know,
she thought,
he can’t say anything about Marti now
. She leaned down and put his cock in her mouth. Tommy let out a low throaty moan as she licked his shaft, twirling her tongue around the bulbous head. She stroked his length with both hands up and down, up and down, while her mouth was sucking the tip. She could feel his body tighten up and she increased her speed just a little, while one hand moved down to caress his sac. Her pussy getting wetter and wetter with every stroke.