**All Characters in this Story are at least 18 years of age.**
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High school was never really easy for me. I was (and still am) your stereotypical nerdy guy. I'm about 5'10, pale skin, dark hair, and wear a pair of thick rimmed glasses. The kind of guy you would expect to be sitting around with his friends playing Dungeons and Dragons. Which ironically, is how I met my wife Sarah.
We met in our junior year and really hit it off. Sarah was pretty nerdy looking like myself, shoulder length blond hair, black glasses, less than perfect skin, blue eyes, braces, 140 lbs. She wasn't ugly so to say, but she would probably get turned down for modeling since her skin had some blemishes and such (Which I thought was cute). We started dating and on our graduation day I proposed to her and she said yes. Both of our families were happy about it. Its like it was meant to be. We even started going to the same college together. Unfortunately, so did Eric.
I should explain who Eric is. Eric is the guy who made my high school life miserable. Eric was the schools quarterback for the football team. The guy was pure muscle. No brains at all. Most teachers just passed him so he could keep playing. If anything, that was the only reason he got through high school at all, and the reason he got accepted into college. I don't know what it was about me but Eric made me the center of his abuse. Shoving me into lockers, tripping me with a tray full of food, calling me a nerd when his buddies were around, the usual verbal abuse and such. But I made sure not to let Sarah see any of it. And I did a great job. Until the night of the party.
Everything had gone so well up to that point. Me and Sarah had been married about a month now and were enjoying the married life. We hadn't exactly had sex yet though. We were very shy about the whole thing and were slowly getting there, but I would always get off too quickly from excitement and it ended there. I was planning on seeing a doctor or something for it. Off topic though, we both went to this sort of "welcome party" for new students. And when I heard his voice, my blood ran cold.
"Whats this loser doing here?" His voice called out. Not even really a question, but an announcement of his presence. "And who's this? Your sister?" He asks with a wicked grin still mocking me. His ego had only gotten bigger since being accepted into the college. He was even wearing his sports jacket.
"Who's this?" Asks Sarah sort of surprised. I couldn't really dodge it now.
"This is um.... Eric.... This is my wife Sarah." I said reluctantly. Eric quirked a brow and grinned.
"Oh the loser got a wife? And a hottie too. What, did you come into a ton of money or something?" He said grinning to her. I could see Sarah blush from his words and couldn't really find words to say. I knew he didn't think she was hot. He was just trying to make me jealous. And it was working."
"No, we met a few years ago at one of my games." He said trying to sound tough, but just like back in the old days it came out soft, barely a squeek.
"Well we have a few games here she might like too." He says giving her a wink, maybe her blush a bit more and shuffle biting her lower lip and looking to me. Dammit I needed to defend her!
"Yeah... maybe...." was all that came out. Dammit I was still just as submissive as ever.
"Well drink up! No sober people tonight!" He calls out and the crowd around us cheered as we were handed two of the red Solo cups. I sighed and took it. I know Sarah didn't want to drink but we were both feeling a little pressured. I guess this is why we never really liked parties at all. I'm not even sure what brought us to this one.
Anyways, we started trying to meet some decent people at the party when suddenly I got pulled by Eric "Come on loser game time. Where's your wife?" She turned and saw him
