The Life Lesson

This story is a mainly a reaction to a movie I saw on TV, but is also inspired by a story I read here the same evening. No, it based on the plot of the movie or a different view of the story here. They just got me thinking.

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John and I became good friends when we were roommates our first year in college. He and I happened to return from a business trip a day early late Thursday afternoon. John found his fiancé in a gangbang with five well-endowed guys taking turns keeping her airtight. Although John was devastated, he held it together long enough to record about 15 minutes of the gangbang from his place of hiding. He then showed up at my house before he broke down after he showed me the video.

It was time to call in reinforcements to help John deal with her betrayal. The reinforcements were our friends and study partners from university. Part of the reason we started hanging out together was that we lived in the same metropolis a little over two and a half hours from the university we attended. Most of us had attended the two rival high schools in the same suburban city. The other few went to high schools in neighboring towns. There were sixteen of us, nine ladies and seven guys. Three of guys and two of the ladies were married and brought their spouses along. My fiancé Rachel had always been the mother hen of our group, but there will be more about her later.

Rachel and a couple of the ladies immediately took John for STD tests, because none of the guys were wearing a condom in the video. One of the married couples was searching for a locksmith to rekey the John's locks tomorrow at the latest. The rest of us went to John's place. Luckily John had not added Suzy to the deed for his house. I went in first and told everyone to get out. Suzy objected, so I showed her the video and told her John had recorded it. She was arguing about leaving and wanted to talk John until I threatened to send the video to all her family, friends and coworkers. Suzy gave in, so I told her to pack a bag and we would put everything in storage and give her the key.

As Suzy and the guys left, I notice one of the guys, Scott, worked at my father's company. I pulled him to the side as the rest of our friends started packing Suzy's stuff to put into storage. I told him I wanted to know everything he knew about Suzy and the gangbang. He refused until I pointed out he could be fired for violating the company's moral turpitude clause in the employee handbook since John worked there. I told him I would let him keep his job if he told me everything.

He liked his job, so he came clean after that. He and Suzy went to high school together, but were just friends. It all started their first year at the university. Suzy got gangbanged at a frat party and he was one of the guys that had sex with her. Suzy loved being used at the gangbang. He said she had become a size queen and only wanted guys that were well-endowed. She had developed what she called her stable of six to eight hung guys. She tried to have a gangbang about once a month, but managed to have them twice a month on rare occasions. Everyone in her stable were invited to attend all the gangbangs.

Scott said Suzy had latched onto John at the end of their senior year at the university. He was a nice guy, easy to manipulate and as an engineer she hoped he would make good money. She figured she could get him to marry her. After they had a couple kids, she thought he would never divorce her, because she could use the kids against him. Her mistake was using John house instead of a hotel like normal and getting caught. She had no choice as it was a last-minute emergency business trip John and I took. When she checked all the hotels near us were full, because of the large convention downtown that week. After he told me everything, I let him leave.

Friday was spent completing some things. One of our friends volunteered to spend the night at John's. I spent a good part of the day at John's waiting for the locksmith to come and rekey his locks, because he was going to work us in. I wanted to make sure Suzy could not get in until that was done. Rachel took Friday off, so she could continue to help John by talking with him. John ended up having one minor STD treatable with an antibiotic, but we had to wait for a few more test results which all eventually turned out to be negative. Rachel and John picked up a prescription at the pharmacy late that afternoon. I had given Rachel the key to the storage unit, so she gave it to Suzy while John waited in her car on the way home. Rachel and I called our friends Friday evening, because we decided to have a barbeque Saturday to cheer John up.

People started filtering in after lunch Saturday. Everyone was having a good time. When it was time, John and I fired up the grill. We grill some steaks, chicken breasts and hamburgers. Our friends brought sides and deserts. John wanted to thank us, so he bought some of the hard apple cider that Rachel and I preferred. After dinner we still continued to talk and have some brews. I decided come clean and share something that had happened since our wedding was in two weeks.

I had told Rachel and no one else to whole story. I hoped John and others could learn from my experience. Like Suzy, Buffy Adams was majoring in 'finding a husband' when she went to our university. She found out my dad owned a small company and that my family was rich as my parents were worth over 11 million. Just like Suzy, I guess she had decided I was good husband material and made a play for me.

Honestly, I did not stand much of a chance. Buffy was 5'9" and weighed around 130 lbs. She had long blond hair and a gorgeous face. Her measurements were 40DD-25-38. She had a smile that should have been registered as a weapon and an ass that would stop traffic. Even her legs which were not her best asset were very nice. The issue was she beautiful and she knew it.

I started, "Listen up everyone, I have never told anyone except Rachel what happened between me and you know who."

Brian yelled out, "I assume you mean Buffy the bimbo."

"I will not use her name, but bimbo sounds good so I will use that. I had been dating bimbo for about 8 months after most of us graduated. What none of you know was, I bought her an engagement ring. I took her to the hotel with the rotating restaurant and dance club on top on the Friday night before Valentines Day. We had a wonderful dinner and then went dancing. I planned to propose on the dance floor after dancing for a while.

Just after we were seated in the dance club, Benjamin Bradley Brown IV showed up. He took one look at bimbo and came over and asked her for a dance. She asked me if it was okay, and I nodded my head yes. Once the dance was done, he returned her to my table. She and I danced for two songs and then she wanted to return to our table. We had no sooner sat down than Benjamin returned and asked her for another dance. This time they dance to three songs. I noticed they were talking while they were dancing.

He again returned her to our table. She finished her drink and said, 'Honey, order me another white wine while I go to the ladies' room. She then grabbed her purse and headed toward the bathroom. I ordered her wine and sat there waiting. About 20 minutes later, I headed to the bathrooms. I asked a lady coming out of the ladies' room if there was an attractive blond in there. She said she didn't think so, but she went back in just to make sure once I showed her picture of Buffy. She confirmed Buffy was not in there. I went back in the club and scanned the room. It was then noticed not only she was gone, but Benjamin was also.

I headed down and the same guy who parked my car happened to be at the valet station. I asked, 'Have you seen my date by any chance?'"

'Yeah, she left with a guy with the Porche. I think I heard her refer to him as Benny.'"

Julie said, "What a bitch."

I grinned at her and continued, "I agree, Julie. I didn't sleep well, but when I woke up Saturday morning pissed off. Benjamin's parents were worth around half a billion, so I figured she wanted to trade-up. The first thing I did was start calling locksmiths. I found one to come that afternoon after offering him a nice bonus. He rekeyed the locks early in the afternoon. I went and bought some boxes right after I got off the phone with him. I had all her crap packed into boxes and was starting to put the first load in my car when the locksmith arrived. Once he left, I went to a storage place near me. I rented a small unit and put her stuff in it. Thankfully she had not moved all her stuff in, so it only took two trips to move all her crap.

Her car was still there when I left for work on Monday. When I returned home from work, she was sitting on my steps waiting for me. She started lying immediately, 'I am sorry, Paul. I forgot to say something, but there was a family emergency. My mom picked me up Friday night and she dropped me off this afternoon. For some reason my key does not work.'

'You're a liar. I know you left in Benjamin's Porche, so I had the locks rekeyed.'

She looked down, 'Again, I am sorry. When I woke up Monday morning, he told me to get dressed. He said he had a good time, but he did not want to see me again. He had his driver take me where I wanted to go. Is there any way you can forgive me and take me back?'

'I forgive you, but I will never take you back. I figure you wanted to trade-up. I could never trust you again. I'm sure you would dump me again if you got a better offer.'

'I'm sorry, I messed up, but I have learned my lesson. I will never do it again. I loved you. We had a good thing going.'

'Like I am going to believe anything you say. You started out by trying to lie to me just now.'

'I was embarrassed Benny played me. He promised me the moon if I left with him.'

'I don't believe that either. I figured it was your idea. Still, it does sound like Benjamin. I have heard he has pulled that trick before.'

'I understand. Can I at least get my stuff?'

I handed her the key in my pocket, 'Public Storage on Oak, Unit B31. Bye, Buffy. I do not want to see you again. If you happen to see me at a bar or somewhere, don't bother me.'

'Okay, Paul. Again, I am sorry.'

Buffy got in her car and left."

John said, "That sucked, but at least she wasn't sponsoring gangbangs monthly."

Sarah chimed in, "A slut is a slut. You don't argue about who is worse."

I said, "Good point, but there is more to the story. I was hurt and spent all Saturday evening thinking. After sleeping on it, I thought about it more and I came to a decision. You all know Rachel and I have been friends since we met in a math class our first day in junior high and then we quickly became best friends. You know she developed a crush on me in high school."

Brian piped in, "She should have had her head examined. She can do better."

Rachel giggled while she shook her head no and then gave me a quick kiss.

"That is another very good point. Anyway, I had never asked her for a date, because if things went badly, I thought I could lose my best friend."

Rachel quickly responded, "I would never have let our friendship suffer even if dating did not work out."

"That may be, but it still worried me. I like all of you have known that Rachel is the best of us." All of our friends agreed one way or another and Rachel blushed. "She is nice and compassionate. For years, when any of us had an emotional issue, like bad break up, death in the family or just about anything like that, we called Rachel. She has also been our mother hen and she is the glue that keeps this group together.

Anyway, I called Rachel and told her I had dumped Buffy. I asked if I could pick her up for lunch at 11:30 to discuss what was going on. We sat outside at that barbeque restaurant all of us like, because no one else was out there. Luckily it was warm enough that day. I told her everything that happened with Buffy. She was trying to comfort me, but I told her I would fine if I could get the right girl to go out with me as I wanted to trade-up big time.

She asked who I had in mind? I said you. She got this shocked look and said I was crazy. I explained that yes Buffy was absolutely beautiful, but so are you. You have a pretty face. Blond hair suited Buffy, but you know I have a thing for redheads like you. We both know your boobs are a little smaller than average size, but you have known I am not a breast man for years. I do not care the size as long as they are real. I know everyone thinks her ass is beyond compare, but I prefer a small tight athletic one like yours more. She also has nice legs, but with all the running you do, hers are not even in the same league with yours. I consider your looks comparable just different, like choosing between a red or blue car. It is just a matter of personal preference. I have always liked your look more than Buffy's, but I never told you, sorry.

Rachel was blushing as I continued. I told her looks were not what was really important. Buffy was not pretty on the inside. She could be stuck-up, conceited, selfish, a bitch and greedy quite often. You are more beautiful on the inside than the outside with your heart of gold. At that point, I asked if she had anything to say? Can you believe talkative Rachel was actually speechless and shook her head, no?

I stole a kiss which surprised her, since it was the first real kiss on the lips we had shared. I said I would like to have our first date today. I have tickets to that movie you have wanted to see at 2:15. We will go to the park and talk in the car. When it's time, we will take the short walk to the movie theater. After the movie, I will take you to dinner anywhere you want. After dinner, we will do some dancing until you a ready to go home.

At that point Rachel had gotten over her surprise and asked don't you think this is too quick. I said no, I know what I want. She said she did not just want to be a rebound girlfriend and thought we should give it some time. I told her she will never be a rebound girlfriend. I have known and loved you as my best friend for years. If I was not such an idiot and worried about losing my best friend, we would have started dating in high school. Thank goodness she agreed to the date."

Connie then asked, "Rachel, you have not said much. How did the date go?"

Rachel grinned, "The date went okay, but I wanted him alone, so I told him I wanted to skip the dancing. I let him believe I was not happy. When he walked me to my door, he was shocked when I dragged him to the couch and started a blowjob."

I said, "That's an understatement, honey."

"Once he finished, he took me to my bedroom and took care of me. I was on top the first time we did it. He made love to me, nice, slow and gentle next. Finally, the last time was in doggy before we collapsed and fell asleep in each other's arm. God, I was heaven."

Amber who worked with Rachel said, "Wait a minute, you and I have discussed the three-date rule at lunch several times and you said you many times you were a firm believer of it."

"Oh, come on. Do you really think it applied? We had been best friends since junior high. We hugged and kissed each other on the cheek fairly often. We went out together many times over the years, just the two of us as friends. Besides, I had the guy I had crushed on for years wanting a relationship. I had to claim him, before he had a change to change his mind."

I gave her a kiss. "That would never happen. I just wish I would have started dating you sooner."

"Anyway, I woke up needing to go to the bathroom just before the alarm was supposed to go off, so I turned it off. After I took care of my business, I woke him with another blowjob. Once he was awake and ready, I rode him again before we left for work. Of course, we were both late for work."

Amber said, "So that is why you were late that day and walking a little funny? You said you over did it running. Come to think of it you were walking funny for a few days."

"Sorry, but yes. Paul and I decided we would date for a couple weeks to see how it went. We thought we would only let all of you know we were dating after we saw how it went. If we decided to just stay best friends none of you would have known we dated briefly. After all most of you tried to get us together for years. I had not had a date in over a year and it had been even longer since I had sex, so yes, I was a little sore. I was sore the first week, because we were would do it as soon as we both got home from work, next at least two times every night and then again in the morning. Finally, Sunday, Paul was tired of seeing me walk funny, so he only allowed oral for a couple days to let me recover. It also helped that my time of the month came the next weekend."

Sarah piped in, "Yes, Paul is one of the good ones. He doesn't let his little head control him. He is just about as nice as you, Rachel. All of us know we can call him if we need any help with something. How many of us has he loaned money to in an emergency? I think you two were actually made for each other."

I said, "Unfortunately, I think I listened to the little head to much when I started dating Buffy."

Brian said, "Any of us guys could have made that mistake with Buffy. She was a walking wet dream."

"True, but I learned my lesson. Always pick an angel with a heart of gold. What matters most is what is on the inside, but if she happens to as gorgeous as Rachel, that is just a bonus."

Rachel thanked me and then surprised everyone including me. "I should have share this in private with Paul first, but I guess this is a good a time as any. Paul and I wanted to started a family right away. We agreed I would stop my birth control about a month ago. My period was late, honey. While I was at the pharmacy with John Friday, I picked up two pregnancy tests, one each of two different brands. Both showed I was pregnant this morning. You're going to be a daddy."

I pulled Rachel on my lap and started hugging and kissing her as everyone cheered and congratulated us. John said, "I wish I could get lucky and find a wonderful woman like Rachel. You are so lucky, Paul."

I grinned at John. "Did you know Buffy's sister June broke up with her fiancé a week or two ago? She found out he was taking a lady from work to a hotel for lunch a couple times a week for at least a month. She is almost as nice as Rachel."

"No, I didn't know that happened and she is really cute besides being nice. I am surprised you are still in contact with her."

Rachel said, "I am the one that stays in contact with June. She and I became good friends while Paul and Buffy were dating." Rachel smirked at me. "June and I had a running bet on when Paul would come to his senses and dump Buffy. June was thrilled when I told her Paul and I had started dating. I know she likes you, John. Just let me know when you are ready and I will get you two together."

"How about tomorrow or do you think she will come over tonight?"

"Slow down, Loverboy. How about this? I'll call her in a little bit. I will tell her what happened and ask if she will to go to church with us. If she goes you can take from there."

EPILOGUE

That is what happened. John took June to lunch after church as their first date. They hit it off, just like Rachel and I did. Our son; Paul Jr. was born eight months after our wedding. John and June married about a year after us. Rachel was pregnant with our second while June was pregnant with their first. Our daughter Monica was born four days before their son Samuel. That was our last, but John and June had two more. Their next was a boy, Thomas. They wanted a daughter and got lucky when Beth was born next.

Sam and Monica started dating in high school. They became engaged while they were in the college. They have a set of twin boys. That was enough for Monica and Sam was fine with it also. The four of us still tease Monica occasionally about dating and marrying a younger man. She still glares at us. Sam just laughs at her and says he has always liked cougars.