The Secret About Christmas

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of me into her, and that’s when I realized I had broken my cardinal rule. I pulled out of her so fast, you would’ve thought that the cops were banging at my door. I reached into my nightstand drawer, rolled the condom down my rock hard cock, and thrust as hard as humanly possible back inside of her.
    Her screams vibrated off of the walls as I slammed into her over and over again. When I finally finished, I pulled out, gave her ass a nice hearty slap, and went about my business. “You want me to give you a ride back to your car this morning?”
    “Could you?” She was out of breath, and it almost had me wanting more, but I forced myself to finish getting ready.
    “Of course. But you gotta be up and ready to go in ten.”
    Ten minutes later, we were headed out to my car and on our way into the store. Of course I had ulterior motives bringing her back to her car, but I needed Noel to get a taste of her own medicine. For the last week she had been doing nothing but rubbing it in my face how much fun she was having with Officer Jude every night after work. Of course she wasn’t having “fun” the way I was having fun, but it still hurt just the same.
    I sat in my car and waited until I knew Noel would be pulling up, and then I ran around and helped Meghan out of her side of the car. When I saw that Noel was looking in my direction, I pushed Meghan up against the car and laid one on her. Sure it was a bit over the top, but that’s just how it had to be done.
    “Call me later.” I knew I wouldn’t, but I lied to her to make her feel better.
    “Sure. Have a good day.”
    “You too.” She whispered as she walked away.
    Noel came strutting up to me a few minutes later as we took our morning stroll into the store together. It was weird, we did all the things that coupled people do, but none of the fun, beneficial things, but for some reason, I didn’t mind. I actually liked that we held hands, and walked into work together. Of course she took every opportunity she could to remind me that we were “just friends”, but I was surprisingly okay with it all.
    “So what was this one’s name? No wait, let me guess. I like to guess.”
    That she did. We did this every morning that I dropped off a new girl. She would give me a rash of shit, and then try to guess the name of the skank, her word not mine, and almost nine times out of ten, she ended up being right. It was definitely a twisted and weird gift she had.
    “I wanna say, Tiffany? No…no, no, no…Meghan?”
    “Holy shit, how do you do that?”
    “What can I say…I’m gifted.” She laughed as she held up her hands and bowed.
    “That you are.”
    We were almost to the backroom, and this was usually the point in time where we hugged and parted ways. I held my arms open for her to come in for it, but today her face had a look on it that I hadn’t seen before…disappointment.
    “What’s wrong, small fry?”
    “I don’t know. Don’t you think this is weird at all?”
    “What? Hugging you? No, I actually enjoy feeling you close to me.” She playfully smacked my shoulder. If only she knew I wasn’t joking.
    “No. I meant us talking about your conquests like it’s a natural thing. Like we are just…”
    “Friends? But you said that’s what we were. Well…this is how I talk to my friends .”
    “I know, and I love being friends with you, but it’s just…”
    “Just what?” Say it. Tell me that you want to be mine, and I’ll ditch all those other girls in a heartbeat. Tell me you only see yourself with me, please just say it.
    “Never mind. I have to start getting changed, and so do you fatty.” She joked, and I knew that the moment had come and gone. I laughed in return, and then went to my locker to down an entire water bottle of orange juice and vodka. This day was about to go from awesome to shit in about thirty minutes.

Thirteen
    Noel
    “Noel!”
    A small childlike voice kept calling my name, but given the fact that there were about a

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