Avery and Jenna Pt. 07: Betrayal

"I just missed your voice. I wanted to hear it before I went to sleep. Plus, I wanted to try to be the first person to wish you a Merry Christmas."

"That's sweet of you, Mika."

"I really want to be there with you right now. It's driving me crazy that she's there and I'm not."

"You don't have to be jealous."

"Has she tried to do anything with you yet?" Avery choked out the next words. He did not want to lie to Mika, but he felt like he had lost so much already. He needed to stop the bleeding.

"No. She's tired because of the time change so she's already passed out."

"Oh, good. So I will be the first one to say it to you!"

"Yes, you will," he replied. He was not lying about that.

"I know things between us have moved really fast and I don't expect you to leave her for me. But I feel like if I don't try to put myself out there and tell you what I want, you'll just be confused. So, here goes. I want to be your girlfriend. I want you to be with me."

"Mika, you know I can't..."

"You don't have to answer or say anything now. Just, think about it. And when I get back, we'll talk. I know there will be chaos. You're living with her and I'm living with her best friends. It won't be easy, but I want you to know that I'm not going to give up. I want to prove to you that I can be just as good to you as she is."

"I'm not worth the frustration."

"Yes, you are. And I am thankful for the time that we've had together so far. I have a surprise for you when I get back. Hopefully it will convince you that I'm the one that can give you what you want."

"I just want you. I don't need anything else."

"And I want you, too. Especially now. I keep thinking about the way you made love to me yesterday. The way you ripped my panties..."

"Mika, please."

"I'm sorry. You're right. Merry Christmas Avery. I miss you so much."

"Merry Christmas to you, too. Come back to me soon."

"I will. Goodnight handsome."

"Sweet dreams Mika."

THE NEED FOR RELEASE

Christmas came and went. Avery received well wishes from many important people in his life, but none of them were as important to him as Jenna or Mika. Sadly, Jenna did not speak to him at all on that day. And for good reason. Avery was having some trouble understanding just what exactly happened between the two of them. Jenna had cheated on him, and that was the biggest surprise of all. He sat in the office, staring at the background of his computer. So many thoughts were swirling in his mind that he could not piece together a cogent thought. Confused beyond all comprehension, Avery picked up his phone and dialed a familiar number. Perhaps this person could offer him some guidance on the situation. On the other side of the phone was Avery's stepsister, Alicia. He had not seen her in almost a year, but the two of them remained close. Surprisingly so, after the intense lovemaking session they shared when Avery was in high school.

"Hello?"

"Hey Alicia. How are you doing?"

"Hello there! It's good to hear from you."

"You too."

"How's life?"

"It's complicated. I'm actually calling because I need some advice."

"Oh dear. You did something, didn't you?"

"Yeah, I might have."

"All right, I'm listening." Avery took a deep breath and started to explain the situation to Alicia.

"Well, this past semester was really tough on Jenna and me. We weren't as intimate as we normally are. And when the break started, she decided to take a trip to Switzerland for the winter session rather than stay here. And while she was there, I met this girl named Mika. She's this really pretty Asian girl. And we sort of, you know, did things together. And then Jenna came back early and I confessed to her about Mika, and she wasn't mad at me because she cheated on me while she was in Switzerland and now Mika wants me to be with her and I don't know how Jenna feels and this whole thing is just one big mess. I don't know what to do."

"And here I thought you were calling me to ask me about what I wanted for Christmas. You really haven't learned anything, have you Avery?"

"Can you please not criticize me right now? I need your help."

"Well, if you want my help, you're going to take a little bit of chastising. No way out of it."

"Fine. Have at me."

"First of all, Jenna's fucking sexy. Like, unbelievably so. So, if you cheated on her, this other chick must be incredible. I'd love to see her myself. Second, you're doing it again. You're trying to have your cake and eat it, too. You can't have it both ways. Remember when you were all about Sara, and you fucked her and then nothing came about it? Jenna stayed with you even though I could tell that really upset her, and she said nothing counted that day. You have to learn to be happy with what you have."

"I am happy with Jenna."

"Then why did you cheat on her?"

"Because there's something between Mika and me."

"How long have you known this girl?"

"Almost a month."

"Then trust me when I say, a few lovely conversations and some sex, no matter how good, isn't enough to forge a long-lasting relationship. She might be all you can think about now because you've been with Jenna for so long and this other girl is new and different and exciting, but is that enough to simply throw away what you have?"

"I don't know."

"And what's the deal with Jenna? Why did she cheat on you?"

"She was lonely and horny, like me."

"I think the two of you need to sit down together, talk things out, maybe fuck for a while, and see how you feel afterward. If, after you're done, you're still thinking about this Mika girl, you may want to consider being with her, if she'll do the same." The phone made a beeping sound to announce another call was incoming. Avery looked to see who it was. He was surprised to see who it was on the other line.

"Hey, I have another call. I'll call you back later."

"You better. I want to know what happens!" Avery did not reply. He pressed the button to take the second call.

"Hello?"

"Hey! What are you doing tonight?" Janelle asked, with pots and pans banging in the background.

"Nothing. Just sitting around doing a whole lot of nothing."

"Well, why don't you come over? Maggie got this really good beer for Christmas and she wants to try it out. Come over and be social!" Avery did not need the push. He would do anything to get yesterday off of his mind. And being with a friend is exactly what he needed right now.

"Sure. I'll be there in few minutes. I just want to shower and get dressed."

"All right. I'll see you soon." The line went dead. Avery wondered if Jenna had told them that she was back. Regardless, he was going to enjoy some beer and forget about everything happening around him.

The face on Avery's watch was an uncertain miasma. He felt so intoxicated that stationary objects were moving. His head swam in a hefty fog of alcohol and regret. In the distance, he could hear Maggie and Janelle's incessant laughing. Always laughing, the two of them were. Janelle was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. The shirt did nothing to conceal her bulging breasts. Maggie was less covered, sporting a red tank top and white shorts with black stripes pointing to the ground on the sides, as if to be arrows designating their desired location. Avery hiccupped and burped repeatedly, trying to alleviate the large knot in his chest. Maggie and Janelle were whispering to each other. Avery had no interest in their conversation; he only wanted to not feel so drunk. Soon, he was taken aback by Janelle falling next to him on one side and Maggie on the other.

"So, when was the last time you and Jenna fucked?" Janelle asked, taking Avery's unfinished longneck from his hands and drinking down the remainder. Avery was not cognizant enough to realize Jenna had not made her return known to them.

"I don't even remember," he slurred, followed by an inexplicable laugh. Maggie laughed along with him, putting her hand onto his chest.

"You poor, poor boy. All alone with no one to care take of your needs," Maggie spoke, moving closer to him. Avery felt her lips touch his clad shoulder but did not have the presence of mind to stop her.

"We were thinking, since the three of us are here all alone, and we're all drunk, that we should have a little fun. What do you think?" Janelle asked, moving her hand down Avery's thigh to his knee. She separated his legs slowly, and moved her hand up his inner thigh all the way to his crotch. Even through Avery's drunken state, Janelle could feel that he was enjoying himself.

"Maggie, he's fucking hard already," Janelle said, getting a firm grip of Avery's cock. She moved in and kissed him gently on his lips. They tasted of whatever flavored drink she had imbibed. Janelle then turned Avery's head to face Maggie. Maggie's thin lips pressed against his. She had the distinctive flavor of rum on her breath. Avery tried to tell them to stop, but before he could speak, Janelle and Maggie's lips were against each other's. Both girls assailed Avery's stiffening dick through his pants. Their lips and tongues were devouring one another's. Finally, Maggie leaned her head down and pulled down Avery's pants. She took his cock in her hand and swallowed it. She sucked it quickly, though her thin lips did not provide much adhesion to Avery. Avery looked down to watch her head bob in his lap. He dropped his head back onto the couch and closed his eyes and let Maggie polish him. Janelle finished taking Avery's pants off and slid them down to his ankles. She moved her head between his legs and took one of his balls in her mouth, sucking and licking it gently. Avery looked down to see his genitals being played with by both gorgeous girls. He reached for Maggie and pulled her head up from his cock. He kissed her deeply, tasting himself in her mouth. She kissed him back hard, caressing his tongue with hers. As they kissed, Janelle took his dick into her mouth, showing off her talents. She took him as far back as she could. She swathed her tongue all over him, covering his length with a liberal amount of saliva. She started stroking him as she watched him and Maggie make out.

"See Maggie? I told you he was fucking huge," Janelle said, still stroking him. Throughout all of the alcohol he had drank, Avery succeeded to get fully erect. Maggie stopped kissing him and went back to work on him. She tried to suck harder. Avery pushed her head down on him. Maggie struggled to breathe and fought back. After a few more seconds of being held down, she slapped his thigh to tell him to let go, which Avery did. Maggie raised back off and coughed. Janelle lifted off her shirt and took off her white bra, revealing her gorgeous tits. They were just as big as Jenna's, but her nipples were a little bigger. She leaned forward and took Avery's cock back into her mouth, sucking on him hard and fast. She made loud popping sounds as her lips slipped off of his cock. Though Maggie was still catching her breath, Janelle grabbed her head and pulled her back down. The two girls ran their tongues up and down Avery's length, stopping at his head to kiss each other. They repeated this over and over again, causing Avery to moan out in pleasure. Janelle sat up and looked at Maggie, who was still wearing her shirt. Janelle leaned over and kissed her again, slipping her tongue into Maggie's mouth.

"Take off your shirt. Let him see your pretty tits," she whispered as she worked him with her hand. Maggie lifted her shirt up. She had no bra on underneath and her nipples were small and tan. Her breasts were a little larger than Mika's and were no less firm. She turned her head to the side as she gave her sweaty tits a quick squeeze, pushing them together to show Avery the unexpected expanse of cleavage she possessed. Maggie went back down on Avery, sucking on his cock again. Janelle looked at the expression on Avery's face, running her hand on his chest.

"Make him cum. I want to see it," Janelle ordered as Maggie's mouth sucked him. At those words, Maggie began to suck on Avery with a blistering pace. Avery thought he was feeling the sensation of being fucked with a tight pussy hard and fast. Maggie's hair had trouble keeping up with her speed. No one had ever sucked on Avery this quickly before. Janelle could tell that his release was on its way as he gripped the couch.

"Are you gonna cum for us?"

"Uh huh."

"She's good, isn't she? She can suck dick so fast," Janelle said as she watched Maggie work her mouth on Avery. He was so drunk that he could not warn Maggie of his impending orgasm. The first shot went into Maggie's mouth. It caused her to gag. She stopped sucking and tried to clear her throat of the obstruction. Janelle took over, sucking out the rest of his cum and swallowing it. A few drops made it to her cheek and his exposed thigh. She sucked until he had expelled all of his cum and then kissed the head of his cock.

"He fucking came in my mouth," Maggie whined, still coughing.

"Oh, you liked it, you whore," Janelle said. As she cleaned her cheek off, she looked upward to see Mika standing there watching them. She had that indeterminate expression on her face again. Thinking that he was hallucinating, Avery said nothing to her. Instead, he dropped his head back onto the couch again and decided it was best for him to sleep it off. Janelle turned to face Mika, sucking the remnants of Avery's orgasm from her fingers.

"Sorry girl. But there's no more cum left to go around. Maybe next time we can all share."

SOMEWHERE, FEELING LONELY

Avery began to stir as the dull sunlight pierced the grey clouds outside. The blinds to the balcony were wide open and anyone could see Avery's exposed crotch if they looked at the right angle. As he began to shake his head, trying to make sense of what happened the night before, he noticed that his pants were down and his flaccid penis was uncovered. He quickly pulled his boxers up, darting his eyes side to side to examine the empty living room. No one was in the kitchen. The apartment was quiet. His buckle jangled as he tried to latch it back together. As he hurried to get dressed, he heard a door nearby open. Maggie sat in the small hallway leading to her bedroom, leaning against the wall and staring at him with friendly eyes. She wore a thin brown sweater and a pair of petite black panties that left very little to the imagination. Even in his stupor, Avery could make out Maggie's shaven pussy.

"Good morning. You feeling okay?"

"What happened? My head is killing me," he said, noticing a sharp pain shoot through the center of his skull.

"We all got really drunk, and Janelle convinced me to suck your dick with her."

"What? Why?"

"We were just horny and wanted to have a little fun with you. No one got hurt and we won't tell Jenna. I promise," she said, sliding her fingers through her long, brunette hair.

"Mika? Was she here last night?"

"Oh yeah. She got in right as you were finishing. She liked watching it. I bet she might even suck your dick if you asked her," she whispered, walking out of the hallway and sitting on the chair near him. "She has this really odd look that she does, where you can't tell if she's thinking or not thinking or whatever. But I know what it means. I saw that look many times when we were living on campus." Avery sat up and turned his attention to Maggie.

"When she's not smiling or anything? Just kind of sitting there like she's looking through you?"

"Yeah. She lived on the same hallway as me. And there was this guy we all wanted. Can't remember his name. Jack or Jackson. Something like that. Anyway, he was hot. And Mika would always give him that stare whenever they passed each other. One time, I went to her room to study with her roommate and he was there. And Mika spent all night gazing at him with that expression. And to most people, it would just seem as though she was being weird. But I know the truth."

"Did she tell you that's what it meant?"

"Not in some many words. There was this night I went to study with her roommate but she had stepped out. Mika randomly started talking about him and how she thought he was really cute. I sort of put two and two together. Her look meant she wanted him, but she never made a move on him." Avery rubbed his forehead, closing his eyes as the sun cleared the cloud cover. Unhindered, it illuminated the living room brightly.

"Why didn't she try anything?"

"She's so shy, you know? Plus, he never really showed much interest in her, anyway. He was always after Trish. That was her roommate. When he was there, they were all over each other. I kind of felt bad for Mika because I knew how she felt. And Trish was a regular man-eater. She slept with so many guys freshman year. Poor Mika." Avery leaned forward, noticing several aches in his body. Probably from dehydration caused by the previous night of heavy drinking.

"She gave you that same look when you met. You probably didn't think anything of it. You probably didn't even notice it. I know she's attracted to you. And for good reason. You're just as hot as that other guy, if not more so."

"She's a very special girl. I'm glad we're friends," Avery replied, standing up slowly. He made his way over to his boots and began to lace them up.

"We're still friends, right? Like, last night didn't screw that up, did it?" Avery turned to her and looked her deep into her luscious cat-like eyes.

"Don't worry. We'll always be friends," he answered, tossing his jacket on. Maggie smiled broadly and leaned back into the chair as Avery made his way to the door. A strong gust blew against his face as he left. He noticed Mika parked a few cars down from him, confirming that she had returned. He figured it was best that he leave and try to reconcile at a later date, separated from everyone else and the events of the prior night.

As the hot water strolled down Avery's face, he began to take Alicia's words to heart. Things had become muddled around him. Avery believed it was because of his inability to make a decision that so many things occurred. He scrubbed himself with his hands to remove any remaining soap. As he turned off the shower and reached for a towel, the only thing he could think of is how much he wanted to apologize to both Jenna and Mika for everything he had done. And yet, he was still not any closer to figuring out which girl meant more to him. At this point in time, he was unable to be faithful to either of them, so there was really no reason for him to even consider the chance of being in a relationship with either girl. He walked out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around his waist. As he entered the kitchen, he saw Jenna sitting on the couch. She was wearing a pair of white pants and a turquoise shirt. She had matching socks covering her feet. She was leaning against the arm of the couch, facing the hallway. When he saw her, he looked again to make sure he was not seeing things. Perhaps the alcohol affected him more profoundly than he anticipated.

"I wasn't expecting to see you," he said, taking a glass from the cabinet and filling it with tap water.

"Well, I live here, so you were going to see me eventually," she replied, seeming more taciturn than usual. Avery drank the water down quickly. He filled the glass a second time and drank it down. After a third time of filling it, he turned and sipped it, looking at Jenna.

"I'm sorry. I meant, like, you didn't say Merry Christmas to me or anything. I thought you were still upset," he replied, taking another big gulp of water.

"I wasn't really all that upset with you. More so at myself for thinking that we weren't going to cheat on each other," she answered, propping her head up underneath her hand. Avery finished the water and went back to the faucet to fill the glass again.

"Were you drinking? Is that why you're having so much water?" She asked, noticing the telltale signs.