Anna had always been a relatively reasonable girl. When faced with a choice, she always weighed out the options, made a list of pros and cons, and thought logically. However, the choice she made was always definite. No turning back, no regrets. Today, she had made a choice.
Daphne would pay for her actions.
Armed with a bluetooth carefully hidden behind her hair, Anna would have her revenge. After a sizable fallout between the two, Daphne had taken to shit-talking on her blog. She made posts noting Anna as "ugly," and "stupid," all while trying to maintain the idea that no one could compete with her own cuteness. Of course, being the coward that she was, Daphne was never brave enough to make such comments in person. She was eager to hide behind her blog, daring Anna to "fight her," in pathetic little passive-aggressive posts. More than anything, Daphne was always manipulative. She made friends solely for the purpose of stealing them, using them as an advantage above others. There had been countless times when she wooed the friends of her friends, then turned them against each other. Anna knew that Daphne's passive-aggressive posts were urging her to get physical, just so Daphne could call the Dean and get her expelled. That wasn't going to happen.
"Dane, I'm glad you came." Anna smiled as she opened her front door, welcoming her guest. "Can I get you something to drink?" She batted her lashes, smoothing down the front of her just-too-short skirt.
Dane, who looked around nervously, quickly entered the house and turned down the drink offer. "You said you wanted to talk?" He asked, swallowing thickly. Anna just grinned. She could see the fear in his eyes, see the sweat on his brow. He was terrified that Daphne would find him fraternizing with the enemy. And she would. But all in good time.
Anna led Dane to her living room, taking a seat on the couch. She let her skirt pool over her thighs, exposing them just enough to catch his eye. Dane had been unlucky enough to be roped into being Daphne's boyfriend. Though he didn't fit her 'type,' he had money that he was willing to spend on Daphne, and that's all she needed. Dane wasn't particularly smart nor attractive, which is why he so eagerly agreed to be monogamous with her. What he didn't realize, however, was how limited their sex life would be. "Thank you for coming. I'm sure it wasn't easy to get away from her for the afternoon." Anna said softly, feigning a pout and a sigh. "I'm sure you've heard that Daphne and I aren't friends anymore."
Dane's glance wavered and he swallowed nervously, as if he was afraid to give out too much information. "Err, yeah. I...I heard." He stammered, unable to look Anna in the eyes.
"You should know...I'm not one to gossip, but when it's so important I just..." Anna lowered her head, playing up her role as the troubled, considerate victim. In fact, she felt as if she were channeling Daphne herself.
"What do you mean?" Dane asked, finally glancing back at Anna. She had caught his attention. Good. Now she just had to keep him on the line.
"Well, I spent a lot of time with Daphne, as you know. She told me a lot of things...things that I was afraid to tell people. And...oh Dane!" Anna lifted her head, resting her hand on top of her prey's, "You're just such a nice guy. I can't bear to leave you in the dark about it anymore!"
Dane's eyes quickly followed Anna's hand, moving slightly, as if marveling at the feeling of being touched affectionately. After staring for a little too long, his eyes snapped up to meet Anna's. "What do you mean?" He asked softly, almost too scared to ask.
"Well...she always talked about how much she wished she was single. I mean, she's even posted about it on her blog before." Anna frowned, averting her eyes, as if to look guilty. "She made me promise never to mention it, but...I felt like you needed to know." Anna turned her body to face Dane, her full chest jiggling in her tight-fitting top. "But that was just the beginning. She would always brag about how she had you wrapped around her finger. How she never had to pay for anything, and never had to sleep with you..." Anna continued, hiding her eagerness as she watched for Dane's reaction.
He, of course, was crushed. His self-esteem was fleeting, and he seemed to be internally melting. To be fair, Anna wasn't completely lying. At least not yet. The claim about posts on Daphne's blog were true, and while Daphne had never admitted to using Dane for his money, it was obvious. Dane sat speechless, heartbroken, and altogether overwhelmed.
'Now to hit him where it hurts,' Anna thought to herself.
"Then...she...she cheated on you." She rested her hand on Dane's thigh, looking into his eyes, feigning another pout. "I'm so sorry I didn't tell you before. I was afraid she'd do something horrible to me if I did." Dane turned his head away, presumably fighting back tears. He really was an innocent pawn in her plan, but Anna had little sympathy for men that only thought with their dick. "During our art class, you know, the one you always drop her off at in the afternoon? She skipped it to hook up with this guy in our class, Ryan. The next day, she couldn't stop bragging about how big his cock was, and how much she loved fucking him...Her words, not mine!" Anna had entered the stage of complete fabrication now. But it was necessary for her plan to work; emotionally damaging the only thing keeping Daphne stable: her financial support.
When she had finished speaking, Anna embraced Dane in a tight hug, making sure her tits were pressed firmly against his chest. "I'm so sorry. She really is a bad person. You deserve someone much better than her...someone who appreciates how caring you really all." She cooed into his ear, running her fingers down through his hair, and across his back. Dane returned Anna's much-too-tender hug, squeezing her tightly.
After a few more moments, they broke contact, and Dane pulled off his glasses, sighing deeply. "I...I always kind of knew, y'know? Honestly, she barely lets me touch her anymore. I can't remember the last time we had sex." He mumbled sadly, lost in his devastation as he slipped his glasses back on.
"I know. She talked about it a lot. How she didn't want to have sex with you, I mean." Anna returned her hand to Dane's thigh, rubbing it gently. "I honestly don't know why she feels that way, though. I mean, I've always thought you were really handsome. She never appreciated how lucky she was to have such a great guy." Anna continued her empty compliments, going over her plan in her head. Dane, of course, would have to make the first move. That was the only way it'd be sweet revenge, afterall. Sure, Anna would have seduced him, but ultimately, he would be the one to decide to cheat on Daphne.
"You really think so?" Dane asked, almost too pathetic for Anna to even share eye contact with. But she had to do what she had to do.
"Of course. If I'm being honest I...err, nevermind." She trailed off purposely, sheepishly rubbing at the back of her head.
"No, what? Tell me." Dane turned towards her, clearly more engaged in Anna's movements and thoughts.
"Well, I was always kind of jealous that Daphne had you. I mean, I've had a crush on you for quite a while." Anna lied through her teeth, faking a nervous smile.
