Authors: K. Valentine
She was also a great fuck. An incredibly great fuck.
It would be exaggerating to say they have been seeing each other. More correctly, they have been fucking for almost three months now. As much as she was fun, Max was getting somewhat tired of spending the nights with someone he really didn’t care about. Plus, he always had his parents on his shoulder asking when he is going to get married.
It wasn’t as if he hasn’t thought of it before. He has. And he wanted to find a normal wife and have children. But, in between his busy career and girl like Natasha, he really didn’t have the time to look for the right one. The right now was good enough for him, until that night.
“God, Sophie is getting married. And to a good guy too. I am happy for her, but I can’t help but think will I ever find the right one?” – Max thought as he was pulling in front of the hotel.
“Why didn’t you cum baby?” – Natasha asked and brought him back to reality.
“Sorry Natasha, still wired up about the game.”
“No worries Max. We’ll continue upstairs.” – She whispered, getting out of the car and walking up to his room.
As much as he really didn’t feel like having sex tonight, he kind of had to. Simply because Natasha was the type of girl that kissed and told, which meant if he didn’t fuck her tonight, she will tell everyone on her team. If the coach heard, it would be considered as weakness.
It was a man’s world after all.
“You gotta do what you gotta do.” – Max though as he got out of the car.
Chapter Three
Anne had to get up at 5am, get ready and go to work. She had to keep two jobs now and as much as she knew everything she was doing was for Grace, she couldn’t help but feel guilty for not spending more time with her daughter.
She worked shifts in the small diner and early in the morning she went to the local factory where she was packaging pastries. It was a dull and automatic job but someone still had to do it.
Grace was asleep as Stacey the babysitter arrived and Anne was ready to leave.
“Thanks Stacey for coming over so early.”
“No problem, Anne, it really is a pleasure. Oh, I just saw a big, shiny car drive towards the Weber house. Are they in town?”
Anne froze. Sophie was already here. What is she going to tell her?
“Sophie is getting married. This weekend.” – Anne said and left the apartment.
As she was waiting for the bus to take her to the factory, she recalled their high school days, the days when she was an aspiring singer, the days when she actually had potential to do something in her life. It just got harder and harder to think about it.
The bus arrived and she got in trying to refrain from thinking about the past.
“It really is hard not to when the past haunts you in your present.” – She thought.
The shift was grueling. It seemed as all the work from the whole week got dumped on her that same day. She was sweaty and smelly when she finally got out. Not to mention dead tired.
As she left the factory, she saw a big, black shiny car parked out front. As she was passing by it, she heard a very familiar voice:
“AnneAnne it's me, SophieThey told me I can find you here”
“Oh shit.” – Anne though, as she turned around to face Sophie.
As always, Sophie was gorgeous. Wearing a beautiful expensive dress and classy shoes, she didn’t look a day older then what Anne remembered her.
“Sophie It is good to see you.” – Anne lied, feeling completely aware of herself. Her dirty clothes, smelly hair, no makeup, exhausted face… She bet she looked like a 50-year-old woman. For a second there, she was sure she saw pity in Sophie’s eyes. That was what she was terrified of.
“You look…good.” – Sophie said, eyeing her head to bottom: “Anyway, I am here along with Paul, my fiancé who you HAVE to meet. Let’s have lunch now? I want you to be my maid of honor, Anne.”
Anne looked at her totally surprised: “Me? Are you sure? I mean… I don’t know…”
“I’m not accepting no for an answer. You have been my only real, best friend for years. And, despite what happens in life, you will always be.”
Anne felt tears coming to her eyes: “I’m sorry I’ve ignored you Sophie. It's just that… Life for me didn’t turn out as I expected it to…”
Sophie jumped in and hugged her: “I know Anne. And I don’t care. I will always be here for you. Always. That’s what friends are for.”
Anne hugged her back and cried for the first time in a long while. God, it felt good to have your friend close to you.
“Of course I will be your maid of honor.” – She laughed, wiping off the tears: “Nothing would make me happier.”
Sophie smiled: “Good. It's not like you had a choice, anyway. So, I heard you have a daughter?”
“Yes, I do. Grace. She is amazing.”
“I bet she is. Let’s go get her and we can all have lunch together.”
Anne nodded: “Yes, sounds great. Let’s go.”
They got into the car together and kept on talking about everything. It was good to see Sophie again. Anne finally felt like she wasn’t alone.
Chapter Four
The next morning, Max woke up feeling somewhat excited. It was time to go back home. As much as Natasha had insinuated she wanted to go, he had to completely discourage her: “This is a family affair, Natasha. Plus, we are not exclusive or anything.”
After he said that, she got really fucking mad and left.
“Maybe it was a good thing” – He thought as he already was looking for a way to tell her he really didn’t want to see her again.
He got up went to the shower, packed a bag and left. “Maybe I’ll see Anne again.” – He thought as he was entering his car.
It was about a three-hour drive from the big city to the small town he grew up in. Three measly hours made all the difference in the world, though.
He knew everyone will want to talk to him once he got there. After all, he kind of was his hero.
“As long as I see her.” – He was thinking when he caught himself. Why did he want to see Ann so bad? They haven’t seen each other since… Well, since forever. He felt as if he knew her in another life. Maybe she was married maybe she wasn’t even in the town. “I’ll just have to get there and see for myself.” – He thought.
* * *
Back in the small town, Sophie was in Anne’s small apartment, waiting for her to get ready. Anne saw Sophie was sitting uncomfortable, clearly surprised that her friend was doing this bad for herself. Anne brought Grace to the room: “Grace, meet Sophie. Mammy’s friend.”
“Hi Sophie. You are pretty.” – Grace said.
Sophie started laughing: “Well thank you baby. So are you. How old are you?”
“I’m three.” – Grace smiled.
Sophie looked from Grace to Anne and then to Grace again: “Get ready Grace. We are going out.”
Grace ran to her room as Sophie was looking at Anne: “Hey where’s the husband?”
“There’s no husband.”
“So who’s is she? Mike’s?”
Mike was a guy Anne was seeing back in high school. They were together for the full four years until she broke up with him.
Anne smiled: “Let's go Sophie. I want to meet this Paul guy.” Sophie smiled.
They left the apartment and drove towards the Webster’s home. Their home was the biggest estate in town. Sophie’s parents still LIVED there and thanks to their son, they didn’t have to work a day in their lives anymore.
All three of them walk into the big house. Anne is taken aback by the luxury around her. Max has obviously been doing a lot better than she thought and she can’t help but feel embarrassed by her own failure.
“Anne dear, so good to see you.” – Sophie’s mom shows up, hugging her.
“It is good to see you too, Mrs. Webster.”
“Come, Paul is in the living room drinking scotch with your dad.” – Mrs. Webster tells Sophie.
“Oh my that is never good.” – Sophie smiles as all of them go to the living room.
“Paul meet my best friend, Anne.”
As they shake hands, Anne can't help but feel a little awkward. As much as Paul is handsome he gives a type of vibe Anne doesn’t like.
They all sit together talking about old times.
“I want cake.” – Grace says and everyone bursts out laughing.
“Cake it is darling.” – Mrs. Webster says as she tells her maid to bring them the food.
* * *
As Max was pulling in front of the house his parents lived in, memories flooded his head. He really had a happy childhood here. As he got out of the car, he saw what seemed like thousands of people all running around decorating, arranging everything for the big wedding.
“Sir, welcome home.” – A maid greeted him.
“Thank you. Where is my mom?”
“They are all in the living room, sir. Let me show you.”
He nodded his head and went in the house.
As he approached the door, he heard laughter and a child’s voice demanding more cake. Then, he heard a very familiar voice, a voice he thought was in his past: “That’s enough Grace. We should be going.”
“Hi everyone.” – He said, walking in the room.
Sophie, Paul, his mom and dad and Anne were all there. They were looking at him, surprised. The child, he didn’t recognize.
“Max you’re home.” – His mom rushed to hug him.
As he hugged everyone, he got to Anne.
“Nice to see you Anne.”
She smiled, nodded and hugged him back: “Good to see you too.”
“Who is this mom?” – The child ran to Anne. It took him a second to realize it was her child. Was she married?
“Grace, this is Max. Say hi. And be nice.”
The little girl came close to him and extended her hand: “Hi Max. I’m Grace.”
He couldn’t help but smile. Grace was beyond adorable. “Nice to meet you too Grace. What are you up to?”
“I want cake.” – She said, and everyone busted out laughing.
“We really should be going.” – Said Anne.
“Please stay. I just got here.” – Said Max, as he reached and touched her hand.
The eye contact was unmistakably electrifying. She was still the same person he remembered. And he still wanted her.
“Anne, you and Grace both are coming to the rehearsal dinner tomorrow right?” – Sophie asked. Anne nodded while still staring into his eyes. All of the feelings from the past came flooding to her head. He was still beyond handsome and successful and abnormally attractive. She was aroused just by looking into his eyes.
“Sorry Max, I have to go to work.”
“Let me drive you then.”
And so, the three of them left the living room together.
Chapter Five
Grace was sitting in the back of the car, amusing herself by looking through the window.
“She is adorable. You are lucky to have her.”
“Thanks Max. I think so myself.”
“So, the music school…?”
She kept quiet for a little while. There was no point in keeping it a secret, it wasn’t as if he wouldn’t find out: “It all fell through. I got pregnant and I made my choice.” – She smiled.
“When did you get pregnant?”
“After graduation.”
“Are you sure? Who is the father?”
Anne knew this day would come and bite her. She wasn’t prepared at all. She had heard all the stories about Max, the playboy he had become, the women he had slept with… And was terrified of telling him the truth. What if he uses her again?
“Oh I really don’t know Max. I did have quite a few boyfriends back in the day…”
“Oh I didn’t know that.” – He said, surprised. That did not seem like Anne at all.
“Yes, I did. After you left that is. And I decided to raise Grace by myself.”
“Okay, good for you.”
He felt awkward about learning these things about Anne. In a way, it pained him to learn that it was so easy for her to forget about him and move on. Not only that, but move on to more than one guy. After the night that shared, he couldn’t stop thinking about her for months. He wanted to go back and tell her he loved her. But, apparently, that would’ve been a big mistake.
“So, this is us. Thanks Max.”
“Hey. Would you be my partner to the rehearsal tomorrow?” – He said before thinking.
She stopped, awkwardly looking at him before replying: “Okay. I can do that.”
“Good. I’ll pick you up tomorrow at 7 then.”
As Anne and Grace left, he drove back home. The only thing he couldn’t stop thinking about is if she was telling the truth.
He got back home and set down with the whole family.
“So nice to meet you Max. I am a big fan.” – Paul said.
“Nice to meet you Paul. You better treat my little sister right.”
“Oh I will Max. I love her. She is amazing.”
“I know she is. All I’m saying is: be careful” – And he squeezed Paul’s hand tighter.
Paul smiled nervously: “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Max.”
Paul was a Hollywood big shot producer. A slimy character if Max was to say. He didn’t like him one little bit. Plus, he heard rumors about Paul cheating on Sophie with all these different women and he didn’t like it at all.
“You know what I’m talking about Paul.”
Paul smiled, more nervous than before and shook his hand: “Look, we are both playboys. All I’m saying is Sophie is a type of girl to have by your side for the rest of my life. You should be proud of it.”
“I am.”
“Max, you didn’t bring a date?” – His mom interrupted.
“No mum, sorry. Too busy to have a girlfriend. But I do have a date for the wedding.”
“You do? Who?”
“Anne.”
Sophie looked at him disapprovingly: “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?” – Their mom asked: “Anne is a very nice girl.”
“No, mom I know that. There is something you don’t know.” – Sophie said, staring into Max’s eyes.
“Sophie don’t…” – He said but too late.
“Max started his playboy days while in high school. He seduced Anne on my graduation night. Remember that Max? She was heartbroken when you left. Think about what you’re doing. She is not just a bimbo she is my friend.”
“Max” – His mom gasped in surprise.