Sarah Cheats With A Frat Guy

It was a beautiful Monday and I was excited to start my spring break. Escaping from books, studying and boring lectures sounded like a dream come true. Even more so since I would be spending my week partying and having fun with my girlfriend, Sarah in the warmth of Florida. Beaches, palm trees, too much alcohol, and maybe even some sex, were what I was looking forward to.

Sarah and I were high school sweethearts. We met in our freshman year and were head over heels for each other almost immediately. I still remember the day we met like it was yesterday. That memory will forever be etched into the back of my mind. It was as if the whole world stopped moving and it seemed like Sarah was walking in slow motion as the wind blew her blonde hair out of her pretty face. Just like a scene out of a movie. I was awestruck by her beauty and cuteness. I was immediately in love.

Sarah was beautiful, maybe 5 foot 6. She loved to wear comfy clothes and she was a quieter girl. Her blonde hair brought out the color in her perfect blue eyes and her smile was nothing I'd seen before. Instantly, I was more than infatuated with her, and just to my luck, our teacher had us sitting beside each other in the class seating plan. We hit it off well the first few days and the rest was history. We dated all of high school and now into our freshman year of college, we were still together. In our yearbook, we were "most likely to be married soon." I know it's cheesy, but as a couple, we were iconic at our school. She was the type of girl all of us guys dream about spending the rest of our lives with.

The kicker was, aside from a few handjobs and dry humping after we were 18, we never got to third base. Sarah wanted to wait until marriage or even wait until we were older to finally have sex. She wouldn't even let me see her breasts or rub her pussy and ass over her clothes. I was okay with this because I truly loved her. I would've walked through flames just for her. I endured the bullying and prodding from my friends as they scolded me for still being a virgin even though I had a girlfriend for such a long time. It was tough being a hormonal teenager, getting no action, but I put up with it because of my love for Sarah.

When it was time to apply for colleges I found myself applying to the ones closer to home in Ohio. Eventually deciding to go to a community college to further my education. I was never the best student anyway and had no shot at scholarships, so I didn't bother applying to any of the big schools across the country. Sarah however, was smart and an athlete. Early on in high school, she picked up volleyball and props to her determination because she became one of the best in our small town. By senior year she had a few scholarships to play across the country and she eventually chose Florida State.

The answer is yeah, I was incredibly bummed out that she was going to be so far away from me the next few years of our lives, but she reassured me everything was going to be fine. That she loved me and our love would make long-distance work. In the fall of this school year, we said goodbye as I dropped her off at the airport with her family. Tears fell down both of our cheeks, but I was so happy for her. Not many people get a full-ride scholarship, let alone to a really nice school in a state that is warm year-round.

The beginning of the year went by quite lonely for me. I didn't make many friends, but Sarah seemed like she was always busy with class, volleyball, and going out. We texted and Facetimed and did as much as we could to stay active in each other's day-to-day lives. Unfortunately, as time passed I felt us drifting farther and farther apart. We just didn't have the time or energy between the two of us to be all in for each other. By Christmas time I really missed her and formulated my great plan to go visit her on spring break. A full week in the sun with her would be perfect to rekindle the spark we had.

Flash forward to now, here I was, in Florida riding in an Uber from the airport on the way to her school. I coordinated with her dorm manager to set up the surprise. She was going to let me into her dorm building when I arrived and I would surprise her by knocking on her door.

As we pulled up to the school, I thanked my driver and got out into the warm air. I was amazed by the school. Compared to my community college, this place was beautiful and the campus was huge. Spring break just started and I could already see everyone around campus was having a good time. People relaxing outside, sitting on the grass. Everyone is in comfy summertime clothes. I was envious of Sarah that she got to leave our small town and enjoy life like this.

The day was hot and sunny and I could already feel the sweat coming in because my body was accustomed to the cold. I did not want to lug around my travel bag all day, so I wanted to begin my surprise plans. I made my way to a food place to get lunch when I got a text from Sarah.

"Hey, I got asked to work a little later today... So I may be a little MIA. Sorry babe," she said.

"No worries," I texted back, feeling disheartened. This only meant I had a lot more time to kill in the hot sun, so I decided to explore the school. Off I went exploring and the whole time I was mesmerized. Sarah must be having the time of her life here.

I ate some food, walked around a ton, and eventually found a spot to sit in the library. I figured I had time to kill, so I sat down and worked on an assignment I had to finish over the break. After what seemed like a few hours of solid work I checked my phone again. It was past six. God, I was bored out of my mind just passing time by myself, so I enacted a new plan. I texted the dorm manager and told her she no longer had to wait for me. I looked up the address of Sarah's work and made my way there. I would surprise her by getting a table for one and ask if she could be my waitress. It wouldn't be as fun as showing up to her room, but I thought it would be cute.

After walking to the other side of the campus it seemed, I was so happy when I saw the restaurant Sarah worked at in the distance. As I approached, however, it looked awfully empty. I walked up to the front door and saw a sign that said closed for spring break. That was interesting. I could've sworn this was the place that Sarah said she worked at. I double-checked our old texts and confirmed this was her workplace. I texted Sarah asking if she was still at work.

"Yeah... It's so busy today. I'll probably be here late," was the reply I got. Not wanting to ask any further questions to spoil the surprise, I brainstormed. Maybe she is inside doing other work here. "Aha," I thought to myself. I opened Snapchat to check Sarah's location as she has it enabled so that friends can see hers. A quick check showed Sarah was far from the restaurant. It actually looked like she was in her dorm room at that moment. Why would she lie about working? Maybe she had another job at the dorm building? I didn't have the answers.

Whatever was going on I made my way all the way back to her dorm building. By the time I got there, it was pretty late since I was forced to walk with my bag all around the big campus. I found a bench outside her building and sat down, dropping off my big bag to my side. The evening air was nice and it wasn't as hot as the afternoon was. I was sweaty and hot, trying to get some rest. I pulled my phone out and checked Sarah's location one last time. Yeah, she was still in there. I contemplated texting the dorm manager to let me into the building once again. I could fall back to my original plan.

I ended up texting Sarah first, "How's your night going so far? The restaurant still busy?"

I tried to see what she would answer, but I didn't get a reply. I was stuck sitting there like a sweaty jackass on the bench. I guess maybe I should have planned it out better, but I was a kid just happy to see my loving girlfriend for the first time in months. I still hoped my surprise would fall through and she would be ecstatic to see me.

I heard some commotion coming from the front door and it was a group of guys and some girls hanging out by the front doors. A guy on the phone was lightheartedly convincing someone on the other end to "hurry up and get down here already." I looked over at the friend group and there was no doubt they were going partying. The guys were in their best douchebag outfits and the girls looked like they were barely wearing any clothes. Partying hard like that was never Sarah and I's thing, but I began to wonder if Sarah went out to a lot of parties while she'd been here. There was no doubt she would be popular with her being on the volleyball team and drop-dead gorgeous. A pang of jealousy hit me that guys might be flirting with her while at these parties. I studied the friend group some more and I had no doubt they were a bunch of frat guys. What did girls see in douchebags like those?

"Finally!" Rang out from the friend group. I watched and saw the friend group motioning for someone to hurry up from inside the dorm. That person was a girl and to my absolute confusion, I realized it was Sarah as she pushed the building's doors open. She greeted the friend group and she hugged the one guy who was on the phone earlier. He must've been speaking to her, telling her to hurry up. I watched her look into his eyes and smile. I knew that look she gave him. It was the kind of look Sarah used to give to me. My heart sank to my stomach and I could've thrown up from the jealousy.

Sarah looked good, almost too good. She was all done up in a way I never saw her before. She was wearing the tightest black leggings that hugged her toned legs and ass. Her top was a white crop top that left little to the imagination, especially since it was really easy to tell she had no bra underneath. Her nipples poked at the cotton fabric. Her tanned fit stomach was in plain view for all to see. Her hair and makeup both tied her complexion together and made her look as sexy as possible. She never looked this way when she was with me. What happened to the innocent girlfriend I said goodbye to in the fall?

What the fuck was happening? Sarah lied about being at work and now looks like she's going partying. I didn't even recognize any of the people in the friend group as her friends. She never showed me any of them. I looked down at my phone and still no message from Sarah. The friend group, now including my girlfriend, began walking away from the dorm building and towards me. Nervously, I pulled my bag onto my lap and acted like I was looking down at my phone. The group walked by without Sarah noticing me. It seemed she was too occupied with the guy she was talking to instead. As they were farther away I could've sworn I saw the guy grab her ass cheek before Sarah swatted his hand away playfully.

My heart was broken at that point. My mind immediately went to the worst-case scenario. Sarah must've been cheating on me with this douche this whole time. I had no proof though. The lovestruck part of me still wanted to believe she was maybe still faithful, but it wasn't looking good. Tears flooded my eyes uncontrollably. I couldn't help it. I was devastated. No wonder we were drifting farther apart.

Eventually, after I got myself together, I decided to see what Sarah was getting up to. I needed to know. I used her Snapchat location to track her down again. I saw she was in a house just off campus. Meagerly, I began walking towards that location. When I got there there were a shit ton of people inside and out. It was a huge party, one my school could never even dream of. I dropped my bag off in some bushes to not have to carry it around anymore and walked up to the party. I had no plan now. Would I confront Sarah if I saw her?

I noticed this was a frat house, with big Greek letters above the front doors. A lot of the guys at this party were frat-looking dudes. They all looked like tan meatheads. I'm not a pipsqueak, but I was out of place with all the bravado here. Before I entered the property I was stopped by some huge jock dude. He must've been around six foot three and was built like a tank. Maybe a football player for the school is what I thought.

"Woah woah woah buddy, not so fast," he said. "Who do you know here?" He put out an arm to stop me from going any further.

Fuck this guy, I thought. I wasn't even here to party. I just wanted to see my girlfriend, but I guess I had to get in first, "Uh Sarah. Sarah Highmore," I responded. Not knowing if he would even know her.

"You? Yeah right. Get lost man," he said smugly, giving me a shoo motion with his hands.

"What do you mean? She's my girlfriend." That seemed to catch him off guard and he almost started laughing in my face.

"Look bud, get out of here. Keep dreaming."

"I can prove it," I thought quickly. I pulled my phone out and showed him some pictures of Sarah and me together. The bouncer jock guy seemed to be surprised. He studied the pictures and looked back at me.

"You know her from back home?" He asked with a smile on his face.

I nodded, answering his question.

"A lot of us here know Sarah really well. You know what, go ahead. Get in there bud." He gave me a shit-eating grin and I felt sick. Know Sarah really well. What did that mean? I didn't want to be here, but I pushed forward.

"Thanks," I said as I walked past him, not sure what to make of our interaction, feeling embarrassed. I made my way onto the property and eventually into the house, dodging drunk people left and right. The party did look like it was super fun, but I wasn't there for any partying. Once inside, I scanned the layout for anywhere Sarah could be. It was dark and way too crowded, so I had no luck. It was loud and everyone was dancing, spilling drinks, or making out. I walked around, parting the crowd of people. I made my way to what seemed to be the living room of the house and the hosts had a makeshift dance floor in the middle. It was dark, but they had a neon sign with their frat's Greek letters emanating light.

Lo and behold, in the middle of the crowd swaying to the loud music, was my girlfriend. I watched her from afar. She was dancing with her girlfriends for some time before that one dude from earlier snuck up behind her and began dancing with her. This was no friendly dance. He was clearly grinding into her and she was grinding back. Rubbing her ass against his crotch. His hands roamed all over her body, moving up and down her sides and hips. They danced like this for what felt like hours, downing drinks in between songs. I couldn't stop watching no matter how much it hurt. I needed to see what this guy had that I didn't.

Was it because he was taller than me? More handsome? More muscular? In a frat? He seemed a lot more confident than I was and definitely more popular. I watched in pissed-off anger. I hated Sarah. How could she do this to me?

They were both clearly tipsy and his hands began to explore even more. At one point he was blatantly grabbing her breasts and mangling them with his hands. Sarah, who never even let me touch her boobs, was letting this guy play with hers in a public place. I couldn't believe it.

I saw a few guys come up to the pair. Sarah paid no mind and continued dancing. They seemed to be friends with the guy and also looked like douchebags. The guy made a motion to Sarah that she didn't notice and while he was grabbing her breasts he flipped up her crop top giving his friends a view of her bare tits. God her tits were perfect. I couldn't believe this was my first time seeing them. Her breasts were perfect handfuls and her little pink nipples stood poking out. The friends all hooted and hollered while Sarah lazily slapped the guy's hands away and covered up once again. She didn't even put up a big fuss and started dancing again. This wasn't the Sarah I knew.

After another like ten minutes of dancing the two of them began making out right there on the dance floor. The guy had his hands pawing at her cushiony ass cheeks and Sarah played with his hair. I knew that was my sign to leave. Sarah was no longer mine. She belongs to this frat guy or whoever he was. I started to make my way out of the party, leaving Sarah and my relationship behind. I was okay if that was the last time I ever saw her again. Tears hit my eyes once more and I tried not to let anybody see me crying.

I walked past the big guy who stopped me from getting in. He must've seen my teary eyes and asked in a humiliating way, "You find Sarah?" I ignored him and continued walking away. I could hear laughs from behind me.

Outside and down the street I was fishing my bag out of the bushes I hid it in when I heard some drunk mumbling behind me. I turned around to see who it was, hoping it wasn't some drunk frat guys. I was shocked to see Sarah and the guy sloppily walking towards me on the sidewalk. I made eye contact with both of them as they passed me. They both saw my face, but they didn't even recognize me. I thought of saying something to Sarah right then and there, but I was too hurt and beyond embarrassed. Did she seriously not recognize my face? Did she care that little about me?

They wobbly walked along the sidewalk, a bunch of yards past me, until Sarah pointed to her right. They both started giggling and Sarah pulled the guy into an alleyway beside them. I should've walked away, but curiosity got the best of me. I wanted to see how far Sarah would go with this guy. Why else would they have gone into this alley, but to hook up? I slowly walked up to the entrance of the alleyway and peeked inside. It was a dark alley between two houses. My eyes strained, but I could make out the silhouette of two people standing and kissing against the right wall. They were further into the alley, so I walked up cautiously so as to not alert them. I got closer and hid behind a garbage bin. From here I could see more than just their shadows, but was hidden from their sight.

They made out like wild animals, eating each other's faces. I was so angry and jealous. The guy's hands roamed her body and by Sarah's movements, she was getting excited. He found her breasts once again and pushed her top over them, freeing them once more. He played with her naked tits. Sarah let it happen, moaning into his mouth as he pawed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Sarah's hands roamed too, grabbing his muscular frame all around. His strong back gave her plenty to hold. The sounds of their sloppy kisses and moans rang through the alley.

The guy's right hand left her breast and made its way slowly down her bare stomach. He traced his fingers down her abs and placed his whole hand on top of her vagina mound. Outside of her leggings, he rubbed her pussy as they continued to make out. Sarah moved her hands from his back to the front of his pants. She played with his throbbing bulge over his pants too. Sarah's hips humped into the guy's hand hard. I wondered how wet Sarah must be right then. I was filled with jealousy, but naturally seeing a beautiful girl like Sarah acting like this was getting me excited. Even if I was watching my girlfriend cheating on me, I was getting hard.

He stopped rubbing her vagina and backed away, even breaking their kiss. There was no mistaking what he was doing now as he unbuckled his belt. He freed his cock quickly and I hid there in shock. His dick must've been like two times the size of mine. I was so upset. It hung there so long and thick. He pushed on Sarah's shoulders and she obeyed him, dropping to her knees. Was she actually about to suck his dick? She never even did that for me after all of our time together, now she was about to do it for this guy.

She grabbed his big cock as it pointed, facing her. She held it up and licked from the base of the shaft all the way to the tip. She did this a few times all while spreading out the saliva she left behind with her hands. Then she finally lined up the head of his rod with her mouth and took him in. He let out a moan as she began working him up and down. She couldn't take him in too deep yet, but the longer she sucked the further down his cock she would go. I was mesmerized seeing this play out right in front of my eyes. Sarah gave a blowjob like a pornstar and there was no doubt that she had sucked dick before.