I was up late, still working on my book, when the doorbell rang. I figured it was probably Jenny. She was out at her school reunion that night and said she might stop by on her way home to tell me how it went.
I opened the door and there she was. But she wasn't alone. She had her arm around a woman I'd never seen before, a short blonde in a tight dress who seemed like she could barely stand. Before I could say anything, Jenny interrupted.
'Give me a hand getting her inside.'
'Jenny, what's going on? Is she drunk?'
'Just hurry. Here, take her other arm.'
We got her inside and took her to the lounge, where we sat her down on the couch. Her eyes were half closed, and she had a dopey smile on her face.
I touched her cheek very gently. 'Hey, are you alright?'
Jenny pulled me away and led me to the other side of the room. 'Never mind her. She's fine.'
'What happened?'
Jenny put her arms around my neck and kissed me. When our lips parted, she smiled at the confusion on my face.
'You remember that girl I told you about,' she said, 'in high school? The one who used to pick on me all the time? The one who's guts I hated more than anything?'
'Yeah, Sara something.'
'Sara Young.'
I looked at the semi-conscious woman on the couch.
'Yes, that's her,' Jenny said.
'And what's wrong with her?'
'She took something at the reunion. For old time's sake, I suppose. Who knows what planet she's on right now.' I could see the satisfaction in her eyes. 'Anyway, I walked her out the backdoor when no one was watching. They're not going to miss her. She was being a pain in the ass to everyone.'
'So, why did you bring her here?'
Jenny looked serious for a moment. 'There's something I never told you about her. Something she did to me.'
'Okay.' Now I was a little nervous.
'For a while, in our third year, I was dating this guy called James. Sara liked him, and she couldn't stand the fact that he was with me. So one night, at the Spring ball, she seduced him and stole him away from me.'
'Well, I would blame James for that one, too,' I said.
'I did. But that wasn't the end of it. While James and I had been together, I let him take a few pictures of me.' She hesitated. 'With a Polaroid camera.'
I nodded, understanding. 'Okay. And Sara somehow got her hands on them, right?'
'She took them from his room and made copies for everyone. Then she dumped him the next day.'
'Jesus,' I said, looking again at the stoned blonde on my couch. 'What a bitch.'
'That's just what I thought.'
'How come you never told me any of this before?'
'I was too embarrassed. I just wanted to forget the whole thing.' Now Jenny looked at Sara. 'I went there tonight dreading meeting her again. But I thought there might be a chance that she'd changed. I was even stupid enough to hope for some kind of apology.'
'But she's still the same?'
'Even worse. I heard making a joke about the whole thing to someone else, and I knew she didn't give a shit about what she'd done to me.'
I was silent for a moment. Jenny waited for me to ask again.
'So, why is she here?'
'Because,' she said, pulling me back over to the couch, 'I want to get her back. I want revenge for what this cunt did to me.'
Jenny never usually used language like that, and I have to admit it turned me on a little.
'What did you have in mind?'
I saw that smile of satisfaction again as she sat down on the couch. I was shocked when she started to kiss Sara's cheek. She put her hand on Sara's thigh and lifted her tight little dress until I could see the black triangle of her panties.
Then she looked me straight in the eyes. 'I want you to fuck her.'
I was too stunned for words.
'And I want to take pictures while you do it.'
Our eyes remained locked. I felt my stomach begin to flutter, with fear or excitement I couldn't tell. Sara sighed and giggled slightly to herself. She was still completely out of it.
I opened my mouth but I didn't know what I was going to say. Jenny stood up and silenced me with another kiss.
'Do this for me,' she said. 'I want to watch you fuck her and I want us both to get off on it.'
I looked down at Sara, tanned legs slightly open, panties showing, large, pear-shaped breasts bulging in her dress. I couldn't deny the base, primal instinct that told me to get her clothes off and stick it to her; the inner-bastard who wanted to fuck this bitch sore for what she'd done to my girl in the past. And hearing Jenny ask me to do it was getting me so hot. I had a feeling she was working off primal instinct too.
After a long pause I said, 'Go upstairs and get my digital camera.'
Jenny squealed and kissed me hard. Then she kicked off her heels and disappeared. As I heard her running up the stairs, I knelt down and put my head between Sara's thighs. Putting my nose against the crotch of her panties I sniffed, inhaling the spicy scent of her pussy. My dick started getting hard. This was going to be sweet.
When Jenny came back she was in just her lingerie. She opened a box of condoms and took one out, placing it ready on the arm of the couch. I had stripped off my shirt and socks. She looked me up and down, gave a nod of approval, then stood in front of Sara and took the first picture.