didn't know what I was saying. “I didn't want your cock in my mouth because, towards the end of our farcical relationship, I was sucking someone else off.”
“ What ? You were cheating on me?”
“You were screwing Angela, so don't come the fucking moralist with me.”
“Who was he? Anyone I know?”
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“You didn't know him. We were at school together. We used to play about in a haystack down on Turner's Farm. I bumped into him about three months before you left me. And we fucked and sucked and licked each other.”
“Christ. And I thought ... I don't know what I thought. Or what to think now.”
“I'll tell you what I think ...” I began as the phone rang. “Wait there.”
Grabbing the phone in the kitchen, I was pleased to hear Jackie's voice. I hadn't told her about Alan the ex and decided to update her. She went very quiet when I said that he'd been to see me that morning and had turned up yet again. Thinking that she was worried that I might take him back, which would spoil her plans for a threesome with musician Alan, I asked her what the problem was.
“He hasn't split up with Angela,” she informed me. “I saw them together this morning, leaving their flat and kissing in the street.”
“Are you sure?” I asked surprisedly.
“Of course I'm sure, Jade,” she returned. “I've known them long enough to recognize them. The way they were kissing, I can tell you that they haven't split up. It looks as if Alan is trying to sow his oats elsewhere.”
“He told me that they'd split up because she's got someone else and ...”
“He's a lying bastard, Jade. You of all people should know that.”
“That's an understatement. He's a fucking ...”
“Calm down,” she broke in. “I've never heard you swear before.”
“I don't usually swear. But when a fucking bastard like that ...”
“Shall I come round?”
“He's here now so ... Yes, come round. Don't let on that you know anything.”
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“No, no of course not. You haven't ...”
“Had sex with him?”
“Yes.”
“Er ... No, I haven't. And I don't intend to. He's a lying fucking cunt, he really is.”
“Hey, hey. Relax, for God's sake. They're all the same, believe me. I'll see you soon.”
Returning to the lounge, I smiled at Alan, wondering how he could have spun such a sob story just to have his wicked way with me. There again, I’d instigated the cock sucking. I also wondered why I'd sworn on the phone. It wasn't like me to swear.
In fact, it was so out of character that I wondered what was getting to me. Alan was getting to me. I'd sucked him off, swallowed his sperm - and he'd gone home to the tart and probably fucked her rotten. He might even have fucked her before I'd sucked him off. God, his penis might have been covered with the slag's pussy juice. He was going to pay for this, I decided. I was out for revenge.
“Sorry about that,” I smiled sweetly. “It was my boyfriend.”
“You're lucky to have someone,” he said softly.
“Yes, I am. You must be feeling very lonely, Alan.”
“I am. Dossing on a sofa isn't much fun. I spend the evenings sitting on my own.”
You lying bastard! “I wish I could help somehow.”
“It's nice being able to come here and talk to you.” He smiled and let out a chuckle. “I liked what you did to me this morning, Jade. It's a shame we can't ...”
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“We can be friends,” I said, smiling brightly. I hated him, hated his very being. “I know I was a bit off hand but ... Let's be friends, shall we?”
“Yes, I'd like that.”
“It's a shame about you and Angela. I know that I called her a slag but ... I saw her the other day. I wasn't going to say anything but, she was with a man. Obviously, it was her new man.”
“Oh?” he frowned. “Where was that?”
“They were going into a pub in town. They were kissing and groping each other ... Well, you don't want to hear about that.”
“What did he look like?”
“Oh, I don't know. Dark,
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