Cheater’s Valentine

Kayla goes to surprise her boyfriend Rick for Valentine's Day and finds him in bed with another woman. Angry to the point of being numb, she backs away without letting him know what she's seen. Then she finds the perfect opportunity to get her revenge, spending the holiday with the one man he's always despised...

Excerpt:
Rick and I were the perfect couple. Everyone said so. And he’d been making all of the right noises lately, talking about our future together after we both graduated from college later this year. So I think I had every right to expect that I might be finally receiving that ring I’ve been wanting on Valentine’s Day.

What I didn’t expect was to catch him in his bedroom with another girl. I’d had a change in schedule, my usual shift at my part-time job having been switched out for a later one. Since that would mean I would be working through most of the evening, I’d put on the sexy lingerie that I’d bought with Rick’s particular tastes in mind and had planned to surprise him in his off-campus apartment.

The surprise was on me. I was so shocked I couldn’t make a sound, and he didn’t seem to know I was there as he knelt between the blond girl’s legs. I couldn’t see her face, didn’t know who she could be, but I could definitely hear her panting and moaning as he went down on her.

That was the thing that hurt the most. Even more than seeing him get up a few moments later, and lift her legs over his shoulders as he began to ram his dick into her.

It wasn’t just that he was fucking someone else. It was the fact that he’d done for her what he’d refused to do with me. Rick had rarely gone down on me. Every time I’d asked him about it, he’d said it was because of my pubic hair.

Though I trimmed it when I could, I didn’t have the time to shave every day down there to keep it smooth and I certainly didn’t have the money to pay for someone to wax it for me.

So I’d forced myself to be content without oral. Even though he had more often than not asked me for a blow job instead of actually fucking my pussy.

Now, I suspected I knew the reason why.

As the couple on the bed began to scream together, their sharp cries nearly drowning out the slapping sound of their sweaty bodies colliding, I silently backed out of the doorway.