The Get Bac

'It has to be head trauma. That's the only way to explain it.' Michelle Taylor thought as she stewed in her seat and took another sip of the fruit punch from her red plastic cup. The sweet flavor of the fruit juice covered up the harsh bite of the alcohol that had been mixed in it right up until you swallowed and you got that burning aftertaste. She was pretty sure that there was more than one type of booze in the drink, but at this point, the alcohol was the only thing keeping her from blowing up at her boyfriend, Todd.

At 24 years old, in the prime of her life, everything should have been coming up Michelle. She was friendly as hell, had an awesome sense of humor, and liked to think of herself as a thoughtful person. Tack on a rocking body, with a pair of 34D breasts sitting proudly on a 5 foot 8 inch, 138-pound frame, and the brains to back it up, and she was the kind of girl most men wished they could have. Yeah, she got upset sometimes, but even a cuddly panda bear acted like the second word in its name when it was pushed. She didn't consider herself to be any more of a vengeful person than the average person, but Todd was really pushing the limits of that assumption.

Todd wasn't a horrible boyfriend. If she looked past the anger, Michelle could admit that he was... okay. He actually used to be wonderful when they first started dating. They had similar tastes in entertainment, a shared fondness for trying out different types of food, and the same twisted sense of humor. They could sit in a room reading and be perfectly content just to be in each other's presence. They clicked in a way that she hadn't experienced very often with other guys. He was also pretty decent in the sack. Todd was attentive and creative, never in a rush to get to the grand finale. All in all, the first six months of their relationship had been a dream come true.

These last two? They'd become an exercise in measuring just how long someone could be brushed off before they snapped and pushed their significant other down the stairs.

Despite having a degree in Computer Engineering, Todd got it into his head that he wanted to become a streamer. Michelle was all for it at first. She knew the kind of money a really successful person could make streaming games on the various social media platforms and Todd seemed really passionate about doing it. His success was slow going, but he was building a steady fanbase and adding a decent amount of subscribers regularly. She was happy for him at first, but when he started ignoring her to hop online, that's when it started to become a problem for Michelle. The time that would have normally been spent together started turning into more time for him to stream and even when they were together, he was distracted by something else he found more interesting. Every time she'd bring it up, Todd would brush it off as her overreacting or that he would do better next time.

He didn't.

This led them to tonight, where Michelle was currently trying to figure out if going to jail for assault would be worth the satisfaction of shoving the PS5 DualShock controller Todd was currently holding, up his ass.

"Oh! Did you see that?" Todd yelled out excitedly as the character he was playing in WWE 2K22 landed a reversal and eliminated one of his friends from the Royal Rumble match they were all playing.

Michelle rolled her eyes and downed the last of her drink in one go before she got up to get a refill. The punch bowl and snacks had been set up in the kitchen. The boxes of pizza were sitting on the stove and the counter next to it, but the punch bowl was sitting on the island in the middle of the room so no one would have to be right on top of each other while they were getting whatever refreshments they were after. Despite the number of people in attendance, the kitchen was surprisingly empty, save for a guy doing the same thing she came in here to do.

She walked past him, setting her empty cup down next to the bowl before filling it back up. As she did, she glanced over at the guy. He was a big guy. Tall with light brown hair, cut short and neat, with a slightly scruffy beard that gave him an easygoing vibe. His face wasn't the most remarkable that she had seen, but he wasn't exactly ugly either. He didn't have a sharp jawline or piercing eyes. He couldn't make you swoon with just a smoldering look. He was just... cute. A solid seven out of ten, possibly an eight if he really worked for it.

The guy looked up from his cup when he noticed Michelle walking into the kitchen. His eyes stayed locked on to her as she came over and started refilling her cup. The guy leaned against the counter and tried to do his best attempt at a casual smile. "So, uh..." he started, his voice light, "...do you come here often?"

Michelle froze in mid-pour before glancing over at him. She could a sheepish grin on the guy's face, like he already knew just how bad his line was. Michelle couldn't help herself, she let out an unladylike snort, which she quickly covered up by slapping her hand over her mouth as her body broke out into a fit of giggles. To be fair, she was pretty drunk at this point.

"Oh my god. That was horrible!" she said through her giggles.

The guy chuckled, clearly not taking himself too seriously. "Yeah, I know. Sorry about that." he admitted. "It got you to laugh though, right?"

Michelle nodded, a smile still spread across her face. "I guess it did. I really wasn't expecting that one." she told him as she finished filling up her cup and, putting the ladle back in the punch bowl.

"Hey, if it works, it works." he shrugged. He extended his hand out to her. "I'm Sean by the way."

Michelle accepted his hand, surprised by how much bigger his hand was than her own. "Michelle."

"Nice to meet you, Michelle." he smiled, releasing her hand and going back to drinking his cup. "So, what brings you here tonight? The free booze?"

"Nah, just hanging out with my friends. My boyfriend's friends actually." she corrected herself, nodding towards the living room where everyone was hanging out. "I don't actually know anyone here."

"That's not true, you know me." he smirked.

Michelle looked at Sean with a raised eyebrow, an amused smirk playing on her lips. "True, but what exactly do I know about you?"

Sean pretended to think about it. "Well, you know that I use cheesy pick-up lines to make beautiful women laugh."

"That's a good start. What else?"

"I'm also a mind reader."

Michelle's perfectly arched eyebrow lifted up, interested in seeing where he was going with this. "Mind reading, huh? Alright then, what am I thinking about right now?"

"You, pretty lady, are not having a very good night." Sean said, his voice deep and serious. He moved in closer, his face mere inches away from hers. "Annoyed with the boyfriend, aren't we?"

Michelle flinched back, surprised at Sean's answer. "How did you know that?"

"You had a look on your face when you came into the kitchen like someone had done something to make you mad." Sean answered, stepping back to lean against the counter once more. "No boyfriend in tow meant he probably had something to do with it."

Michelle nodded, impressed with his observational skills. "Do you use that trick at all parties or is this just a special occasion?" she asked as killed her drink a lot faster this time and went for another refill.

"I only use my powers for good for with great power comes there must also come a great responsibility." Sean smirked, raising his cup to his lips.

Michelle couldn't stop the small smile from creeping onto her face. She'd needed this. After dealing with Todd's bullshit for the last couple of hours, it felt good to have a genuine laugh. If there was a little harmless flirting going on while she did, well that was just a bonus for the night.

"Well, I thank you for using your awesome power to cheer up an abandoned girlfriend."

"And what kind of guy would do something like that?"

"An asshole who would rather play video games with his friends than spend time with the woman that gives him head." Melissa clarified, the alcohol making her lips a lot looser with her answers than they normally would be. "But who cares about him, I found a new friend to hang out with."

"Sounds like this new friend of yours is pretty lucky."

"Mmm, he might be." Michelle teased as she leaned forward on the counter, the material of her neckline hanging low enough to give Sean an unobstructed view of her cleavage.

Sean didn't miss a beat as his eyes dropped down and locked onto the creamy flesh bulging out of a lacy black bra. His eyes slowly dragged back up to Michelle's face and he saw her smirking at him, clearly aware of where his gaze had wandered. He wasn't 100% certain that things were heading in the way they sounded like they were, but the possibility had Sean shifting his feet to alleviate the discomfort that was beginning to form just below the countertop.

Michelle wasn't stupid. She knew that things had taken a turn and was now firmly in the area of being inappropriate but between the alcohol and her frustrations with Todd, she was finding it difficult to care. It felt good to be the center of someone's attention again. Sean might not have been the type of guy she normally went after, but tonight he was turning out to be exactly what she needed. Sean stared at Michelle over the rim of his cup and noticed a subtle shift in Michelle's body language. He didn't know why she had done it, but where it was only teasing before, now her posture and mannerisms had become much more... overt in her intentions. That playful gaze was gone now, replaced with a pair of "fuck me" eyes staring right back at him.

"I honestly don't know how any guy could be foolish enough to ignore a woman like you." Sean said as he let his eyes drift down to the valley of her cleavage and back up.

"I guess some guys can't tell when they have a good thing standing right in front of them." Michelle replied as her hand teased the neckline of her top, drawing Sean's attention back to the flesh on display. "You don't strike me as one of those guys though."

"No, I'm pretty good at reading the room." he replied, his voice huskier than before. "Like now for instance."

Michelle's grin widened, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as she stepped even closer, so close now that the faint scent of her perfume filled his senses. "Is that so? And what's the room telling you right now, Sean?"

Instead of answering her, Sean leaned down and pressed his lips against Michelle's. The moment their lips touched, Michelle felt a surge pass through her body. It was like a static shock, but a hundred times more intense. She pulled back and looked up at him with a shocked look on her face, not one of outrage but of surprise.

"Wow. That was... I don't even know what that was." Michelle whispered, her body buzzing from the alcohol in her belly and tingling building between her thighs. She shook her head to try and clear her mind so she could focus. "And you are being bad. I just told you I have a boyfriend." she said playfully as she lightly brushed her fingers across his arm.

"Well, you only live once." Sean smiled, leaning in again to capture her lips with his.

Michelle met him halfway, her lips pressed against him in a soft, gentle kiss. Once, twice, a third time, each hesitant kiss became longer and deeper than the last. Her tongue slipped from between slightly parted lips to gently swirl around the tip of his own. A moan bubbled up from her chest as his taste filled her mouth, and she found herself wanting more. Michelle didn't know what was coming over her. She had never cheated on anyone before, much less a boyfriend, but it looked like tonight was going to be her first time. Just when she was about to completely give in, Sean broke off the kiss, leaving her reveling in the intense feelings that rushed through her body.

"Holy shit!" Sean gasped, his breath coming in heavy pants. Michelle looked at him with a playful smile, her desire for more plainly evident in her gaze. Something he was eager to deliver. "Can we do that again?"

Michelle laughed softly at Sean's eagerness as she grabbed her cup and took another big gulp of the fruity alcohol concoction. "Someone's eager, aren't they?" she teased, finishing off the last of her drink and placing the empty cup back on the counter.

"Uh, yeah!" Sean replied as if it was the most obvious answer ever to exist. "Did you not feel that kiss?"

When he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer, Michelle started chuckling. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him back so she could look up into his eyes. "You're very confident of yourself, aren't you?" she asked, her fingers playing with the buttons on his shirt.

"Why shouldn't I be?" Sean asked her as he twisted them around so Michelle's body was trapped between his and the island behind her. "I've got the hottest woman at this party all to myself. I think I deserve props for that."

Michelle laughed again. "And what about my boyfriend Mr. 'Mind Reader'?"

"You snooze, you lose." Sean shrugged as he pressed himself against Michelle.

She gasped when she felt his hardening cock press against her body. It didn't take long for the surprise to give way to excitement as the taboo of fucking around behind her boyfriend's back turned her on even more. The alcohol may have played a part in her decision, but Michelle wasn't drunk enough to do something she wouldn't have considered doing while sober. If anything Todd was the one at fault here. He was the one who had created the opening that Sean was taking advantage of.

So fuck him!

"Well, if you really feel like that, then maybe we should take advantage of my boyfriend's inattentiveness." Michelle told him as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against him. "What do you think, Mr. Mind Reader? Think you can handle me?"

Sean smirked down at her. "Oh, I'm sure I can figure something out."

"Show. Don't tell."

Sean's eyes lit up at Michelle's response. He grabbed his cup from the counter and finished off the last of it before he took Michelle's hand in his and led them through a second doorway that led to the kitchen. The second one belonged to a hallway where the backdoor of the house was located. It was also the location of the steps leading downstairs to the basement. The majority of the party and its guests were located towards the front of the house so nobody noticed them make their way to the basement steps.

To keep what they were doing from being discovered, Sean didn't turn on any lights as he led the way down, holding Michelle's hand so she didn't trip or fall in her heels. At the bottom of the steps was a wall and a door on the left leading to the laundry room. That wasn't what he was looking for though as Sean turned right and walked into a finished entertainment room. A massive TV and sound system dominated a wall on the far side. A large comfy-looking leather couch was situated in the middle of the room in front of the TV. The couch wasn't his goal either as he followed the wall around the corner and into a finished guest bedroom with queen sized bed and attached bathroom.

"I figured we could have more fun on a bed instead of hiding in some bushes out back." he told her.

"How very thoughtful of you." Michelle grinned, pulling him into the room and closing the door behind him.

Once the door was shut, Michelle's hands were all over Sean, touching and caressing him as she guided him backward toward the bed. Once the back of his legs touched the bed, Michelle shoved him backward onto the mattress, following after him with a hungry look in her eyes. He landed on the bed with a bounce before Michelle crawled on top of him. When he tried to lift his arms up to hold her, she pinned them to the bed with a teasing grin on her face. His feigned attempts to break free made her smile widen before she leaned down and kissed him hard on the lips.

The two moaned into each other's mouths, their tongues tangling together as they kissed hungrily. Michelle ground her crotch against the bulge stretching the front of Sean's pants, a moan rumbling through her chest at the sensation it caused. The sound was music to his ears as his hands moved from the mattress to her ass, squeezing and kneading her generous backside. Michelle broke their kiss as she pressed her lips against the side of his neck and started undoing the buttons on his shirt. Once it was off, she started sliding backward off his lap as she trailed a line of kisses down his chest, working her way further south.

Once she was kneeling on the carpeted floor, she unfastened his belt and unzipped his pants before dragging them and his underwear down to his knees. She wasn't surprised to see him standing tall and proud. Sean was a decently sized guy. He wasn't obscenely large but certainly not disappointing either. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him lightly and eliciting a gasp from him.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad at all." Michelle purred as she gave his cock a couple more strokes. Without a word, she opened her mouth and enveloped the mushroom-shaped head between her soft pouty lips.

"Fuck." Sean groaned, his hand moving to rest on the back of Michelle's head.

Michelle moaned around his cock as she worked more and more of his length into her mouth. Her tongue worked the sensitive underside of his shaft as she coated it in her saliva, soft groans being coaxed out of her lover's mouth by her oral talents. The sexy brunette pulled back and swirled her tongue around Sean's sensitive head before sliding her lips back down the length of his manhood. Michelle continued going lower and lower with each bob of her head until the head of his cock hit the back of her mouth. Her lips stretched wider and a soft gagging sound filled the bedroom as Michelle relaxed her throat and took him deeper. Sean threw his head back and moaned in pleasure as Michelle's nose brushed against his pubic hair.

"Oh shit!" Sean groaned as he struggled to keep himself from grabbing Michelle by the strands of her thick brown hair and forcing her to take all of him. He fought to keep his breathing normal under the intense pleasure her mouth was giving him.

Michelle stayed still until she was sure he was back under control, then she slowly began to pull her lips back up his shaft, sucking as hard as she could as she went. When she reached the head, she pulled it from between her lips with a wet popping sound. She grinned up at him as she started stroking his spit-slick length with her hand.

"Mmm. You taste so good, baby." she teased with an exaggerated moan. "Are you going to cum for me, Sean?"

"If you keep fucking doing that, I will." Sean gasped, his hips bucking up to thrust into her hand.

Michelle giggled, a light blush spreading across her cheeks. "Do you want to cum in my mouth..." she asked so sluttily as her tongue slid along his throbbing length. "...on my pretty face..." she continued, her voice husky and full of need. "...or do you want to cum all over my big fat tits?"

"You're boyfriend is a fucking moron." Sean told her with a grin.

Michelle's hand never wavered in their motions as she continued stroking his cock. "Yes, he is. Which is why I'm down her sucking on your delicious cock."

Michelle wrapped her soft lips back around Sean's cock, fucking her mouth hard and fast up and down his length. Lewd slurping noises filled the room as Michelle worked him over. The pleasure was so good that he couldn't even groan at the sensations she was creating in him, only staring slack jawed at the mind-bending blowjob the gorgeous woman was giving him.

"Jesus Fucking Christ, Michelle! You're the best fucking cocksucker I've ever met!" Sean growled.

A few moments later, Michelle began to slow down her motions. She took Sean's throbbing cock deep in her throat and held it there as her tongue slid out and massaged the base of his shaft. Then she slowly began pulling her lips off his dick, sucking hard as she did, letting the head pop from between her lips and flicking her tongue across his slit.