Taking Him 4

It was a fine Friday afternoon. Layla was reading on a couch in her best friend's apartment. Her best friend Cassie was applying an ice pack to her cheek. Both of the 18 year old girls played volleyball for their high school, and Cassie was recently injured in a game.

"How many times have I told you? You should always be aware of your surroundings," Layla said to her friend. Cassie stuck her tongue out at her petulantly. "Very mature."

"I never claimed to be mature."

"Seriously. If you paid attention, you wouldn't have gotten an elbow in your face like that."

There was the sound of the door opening and Cassie's older brother entered the room. Layla felt her heart beat fast.

She has been secretly in love with Aaron for so many years now. He was a slender boy of 19. He spent most of his life as an out of shape nerd but it never bothered her. The boy was so kind and sweet and he always made her smile with his antics.

"Hi!" he greeted them, before noticing the bruise on his little sister's face. "Oh, no. What happened?" He rushed to her side and inspected the purple bruise. "Did someone hit you?"

"It's nothing," snapped his sister. "Just a stupid accident."

"Okay. Alright. Just keep applying the ice."

Aaron then flashed Layla a smile. "Hi, Layla," he greeted his sister's best friend. She reminded herself that a guy smiling at her doesn't mean he consents to her ripping his clothes off and doing him. God, how she wished she could fuck his brains out and make him hers.

Alas, that bitch Angela got to him first. Angela was also Layla's friend, but Layla wasn't as close to her as she was to Cassie.

"Hi, Aaron."

Aaron sat down next to her and pulled his textbook out of his bag. He started to read and Layla watched him. She was hopelessly in love.

"Is there something on my face?" asked Aaron, feeling her gaze. Layla blushed.

"Nothing."

"Good." Then he brought out a small chocolate bar from his bag. "I know you like these chocolates. Here."

Layla quickly snatched the bar and placed it in her purse. "Thanks, Aaron." She thought about sticking the chocolate in her pussy and having him eat the thing from it. Just imagining that got her soaking wet.

"I need to use the toilet," said Cassie, getting up from her seat. She then went to the toilet, leaving Aaron and Layla in the living room.

Layla glanced over at Aaron who was quietly studying.

"So how's university going?"

"Pretty well, actually. Got two A*s last semester."

"Congratulations!"

"Thank you." He studied her before asking "So how's high school? How's the volleyball team doing this year?"

"It's splendid, really."

She had an internal debate with herself and tried to decide what to do. Finally, the girl gathered her courage.

"Why the fuck are you dating A Cup Angie anyway?" she asked. "Can she even make you hard?"

Aaron couldn't believe his ears.

"She is your friend. Why are you saying this sort of crap behind her back?"

Layla shrugged.

"It's not funny."

"But it kind of is," she retorted childishly. It left the older boy flabbergasted, for he has never seen her behave this way before. He was rendered speechless, both by what she said and the manner in which she refused to take it back. She was utterly remorseless, seeing nothing wrong in her venomous speech.

When Cassie returned, she noticed a change in the atmosphere.

"What's wrong?" she asked warily.

"Nothing," replied Aaron and Layla at the same time. Aaron then got up and went to his room, telling the girls he would be studying there. Layla simply shrugged when Cassie shot her a questioning glance.

A couple of hours later, Layla went to practice fencing with her siblings. She came from a much wealthier family than Aaron's and Cassie's and could easily afford all the expensive hobbies she wanted. Monday has never been an issue for her.

Not long after her best friend left, Cassie knocked on her brother's door. He opened it for her and let her in.

"Did something happen between the two of you when I was in the toilet?" she asked, fearing the worst.

He shook his head. "Nothing. It's nothing. Don't worry about it." Then he asked "What do you want for dinner?"

"I already bought a sandwich."

"Okay then. I'll just cook for myself."

Aaron then went back to studying for another hour before getting up and preparing to cook dinner.

He was a rather good cook, having been taught by his mom. Indeed, it was one of his favorite hobbies. Soon, he was done.

He and his sister ate dinner while waiting for their parents to get home. It had always been this way, for both of their parents were busy people.

Aaron washed the dishes afterwards.

Things became quite awkward between him and Layla over the next several days. Whenever she visited, he would avoid looking at or talking to her, instead chatting with Angela, who was also his sister's and Layla's good friend.

Eventually, Cassie confronted him on this. She cornered her perpetually nervous brother and asked him "Why the fuck have you been giving my best friend the cold-shoulder?'

Aaron didn't know what to do. After some deliberation, he told his little sister the truth, figuring she would agree with him. Alas, she did not.

"It was probably just a joke," she told him. "You shouldn't take it so seriously. Besides, it's rude to ignore and make her uncomfortable the way you have been doing."

"I suppose I was kind of rude," muttered Aaron. He stretched his limbs and yawned, feeling sleepy. "You should go now. I think I'm gonna take a nap."

As he laid on his bad, trying to think of what to do about the current situation, thoughts of Layla filled his head. Tall, broad-shouldered Layla with her large bosom... much bigger breasts than Angela.

He snapped himself out of it. He had a girlfriend. He shouldn't be fantasizing about Layla, even though she has a big, round ass. That thick, juicy ass in tight yoga shorts...

No!

...

One month after his highly awkward conversation with Layla, Aaron turned 20. He didn't have a big celebration or anything. Instead, he only invited his sister's friends over to celebrate, not having any friends of his own. As he thanked them for the gifts, he watched Layla drink from a flask. Unbeknownst to him, she brought alcohol along in order to help her cope with seeing him and Angela.

Angela gave him a big birthday kiss and Layla inwardly groaned. How she wished she turned 18 before Angela did and got to ask Aaron out first. Layla was much hotter, with much bigger breasts and a far rounder, more muscular ass. Her only fault was being younger than Angela.

"I'll let you play with my tits tonight," whispered Angela before kissing Aaron's blushing cheek. Layla snorted. "What's funny, Layla?"

"Nothing."

"No, seriously. What is it?"

"Well, since you asked. Don't you think that is a bit of a shitty gift?" Layla stood up, wobbling a little. She glared at Angela, who returned it with fierce eyes.

"And what gift do you suggest would be better?"

Layla stared at Angela before shifting her gaze to Aaron. "I'll suck your cock if you leave her for me."

"I beg your pardon?"

"You heard me. I'll suck you off every day. Just leave her."

Aaron stared at her, and so did his equally shocked girlfriend. Neither of them could believe the words that just came out of Layla's mouth. Even though Layla was drunk, it deeply unsettled them.

The two quickly left without another word.

"I'm sorry you had to hear that," said Aaron, looking at his girlfriend apologetically.

"No need to apologize. It's not your fault. You didn't tell her to say that crap, did you?"

"Of course not."

"Good." Yet Angela was still concerned. She knew Layla was far more attractive than her. If Layla really wanted Aaron..

"I'm sorry what?"

Angela was so preoccupied with her own thoughts she didn't hear what her cute boyfriend said.

"I asked if you want to go to the cinema today."

"Oh, sure. Of course. What do you want to see?"

"How about Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes?"

"Sounds great. Just let me grab a jacket first." She put on her jacket and they went to the train station. Half an hour later they were at their destination.

The two teenagers bought their tickets and a bucket of popcorn to share, and were soon in the theater. It was dark and Angela rested her head on Aaron's shoulder. He glanced over at her with a light smile on his face.

They enjoyed the movie and went to a restaurant afterwards, having a light meal after stuffing themselves with popcorn.

Aaron dropped Angela off at her place before returning home. His sister was there, snacking on a protein bar.

"You shouldn't have just left like that," said Cassie.

"Cassie, you heard what Layla said to me, right in front of Angela."

"So what? She was drunk. It didn't mean anything."

Aaron sighed. "That doesn't change the fact that what she said was extremely inappropriate. I have a girlfriend, Cassie. So could you just hang out with Layla somewhere else instead of taking away my safe space?"

"Safe space? What she said was inappropriate, certainly, but you're turning it into a bigger deal than it has to be. Seriously, Aaron. Act your age."

Aaron recoiled at the sharp tone in his sister's voice. He just marched to his room and slammed the door shut.

Cassie sighed.

She didn't mean to piss him off but the way he was acting really bothered her. Layla was her best friend, after all. She didn't want to see him making her feel uncomfortable whenever she's over.

The girl called Layla. "Hey, do you want to go to the gym together?"

"Sure! Just give me an hour. I'll get changed and go over to your place."

"Why don't we meet at the gym?"

"Alright, let's do that."

Cassie got changed and took a bus. She was soon at the gym. Layla, meanwhile, drove there in the BMW her parents bought her for her birthday. The two girls got inside together.

Layla turned heads with her tight shorts, showing off her thick ass. She didn't care about being stared at though. No, she was only there to exercise.

The girl was very good at weight lifting and enjoyed it, loving her own incredible physique.

Cassie was not as fit but she too drew the male gaze.

Once they were done, the two showered and put on some fresh clothes. They had a meal together after.

"I'm sorry about how my brother's been acting," said Cassie. "He really is being an idiot."

"Thanks," mumbled Layla.

"I mean it. It's not like you're actually trying to make him cheat on Angela with you, right?"

"Of course I wasn't."

"Good."

Layla hesitated before asking "But if I was, though, would you help me? Or would you rather have Angela as your sister in law?"

Cassie looked at her thoughtfully. "She is my friend too, but I suppose I would rather have you as my sister in law." Then the stocky girl narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Do you have feelings for my brother?"

With a sigh, Layla nodded. "Okay, I admit it. Yes, I love him. And I was trying to steal him from Angela."

Cassie wasn't sure what to say or do. She has never been so conflicted before in her life. After a moment of deliberation she told Layla "Just try not to hurt him, okay?"

"I won't hurt him. I promise."

"Good."

Cassie knew it was a bit unfair of her. After all, Angela was also a friend of hers, just like she said earlier. Yet she was much closer to Layla and would rather help Layla accomplish her goal.

And besides, Aaron was her brother. Cassie had the right to give him away to who she saw fit. At least, that was what she told herself to get rid of the guilt.

...

Layla began thinking up various schemes after conversing with Cassie. She thought about how she could get Aaron to leave Angela for her. It would have to involve seduction on her part. She would have to figure something out. As she brainstormed multiple ideas, the teenage girl didn't know that the perfect one would present itself to her soon.

She was hanging out with Cassie at the latter's apartment when Aaron left his room. Layla frowned. Her friend's older brother was wearing workout clothes, an usual sight.

"Going to the gym?" she inquired politely. He gave her a curt nod.

"As a matter of fact, yes."

"When did you start working out?"

"Two days ago."

"I see." She paused, trying to make up her mind, before saying "Well, why don't you take me along? I can teach you some exercises, show you how to use the machines. I am rather experienced in these matters, as you know."

Aaron thought about it for a moment before he told her "That would be great. Thanks, Layla." He gave her a little smile, seemingly getting over her behavior on his birthday. Good. That would make things much easier for her going forward.

She only had to stop herself from fucking up again. Shouldn't be too difficult.

The girl went to the gym with the boy she loved. She led him to various machines and demonstrated how to use them. At first things were perfectly normal. Aaron had no reason to suspect anything.

But then she started placing her strong hands on him. She caressed his arms and thighs with her warm hands, telling him 'You should make sure you're using these muscle groups. Activate the right muscles, Aaron."

Aaron felt his breath catch in his throat. His pupils dilated. His skin flushed. He began sweating massively, and not just from the strenuous exercise, though that certainly played a part.

As much as he hated to admit it, getting touched by Layla was arousing him. It was making his heart race, pumping, filling him with desire. Far more desire, unfortunately, than he ever felt for Angela.

The sight of Layla's muscular thighs also stimulated him. He groaned, looking away from her. She grinned.

The blonde knew what she was doing when she put on her tight, yoga shorts. She had perfect legs and they were clearly doing their job, turning the love of her life on.

It wasn't enough yet, though. He hasn't yet reached the point where he would cheat on Angela with her. She knew she would have to apply more tricks. Fortunately, the devious teen had a lot of those up her fashionable sleeves.

"Is it too hard?"

He gaped. "What?"

"The exercise," replied Layla. He was doing pull downs at the time.

"Oh, err no. Not really."

"Are you sure about that?" she inquired, gently running her fingertips across his feeble triceps. She would get him in shape soon. Or maybe not.

Maybe she should sabotage his workouts. That way, he won't get fit and there won't be other girls looking at him with lust.

No. Even if they desire him, once she's won Aaron's heart he would never stray. Of that she was absolutely certain.

She had him do shoulder presses and side raises before telling him to go take a shower.

Layla treated him to a high protein and low fat meal. She gazed at him with nothing but adoration in her pretty eyes, yet the clueless young man remained oblivious to her intentions.

When he met up with his girlfriend a few sessions later, he discussed the training sessions with her.

"She was great, really," he told Angela. "Except when she touched my arms and legs."

"What? Why would she do that?"

"Layla told me it's to make sure I'm engaging the right muscles. But it still made me a little uncomfortable."

"It should. She's trying to seduce you," speculated the possessive girlfriend. She has been wary ever since Layla made that remark on Aaron's birthday.

Aaron told her "That can't be it."

"It would make me feel much better if you tell her you no longer want her to train you."

"Alright. I will tell her that."

"Thank you." Angela hugged her boyfriend. She trusted him. It was Layla she didn't trust. Big titted Layla with her firm ass, always staring at Aaron.

Two days later

Aaron met Layla at a cafe, after calling and asking if she would like to hang out. When he told her that he wanted to stop training with her, she frowned.

"But why?"

The boy shifted uncomfortably in his chair. Her beautiful eyes unsettled him. He could not read her expression.

"Well, when I told Angela about you touching my legs, she became quite uncomfortable at the thought. She is worried you might try to steal me from her."

Layla scoffed. "If I wanted to steal you from her, it would only be too easy." At his affronted look, she became serious and said "But really. You should stand up for me, instead of just bending over for her."

Aaron shook his head. "It makes me feel uncomfortable as well," he told her.

"It shouldn't. Really, Aaron. If I wanted you to fuck me, you'd be balls deep in my pussy already."

"Layla! I know you aren't trying anything but it is still inappropriate to talk about us doing that sort of thing when I have a girlfriend."

He then paid for his drink and left.

Layla slammed her fist down on the table angrily. "Soon you'd be fucking me, Aaron," she mumbled. "Soon."

...

That night, Aaron found himself aroused. He was involuntarily turned on at the thought of being balls deep inside Layla. Damn her for putting that thought in his head. He tossed and turned for several hours before finding a photo of her on his phone and jerking his cock to her. He felt ashamed of himself mere moments after spilling his seed all over himself. Little did he know that soon he would be betraying Angela in an even worse way.

...

Layla spent a few days thinking of what she could do next before coming up with a brilliant idea. She removed her booty shorts and stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. Then she snapped a photo. It is a butt selfie, and a pretty good one at that. Really showed off her large ass.

She then sent it to Aaron.

...

Aaron just woke up. He noticed that there was a notification on his phone and checked. The boy gasped, shocked.

Layla has sent him a photo of her ass. He couldn't believe it.

He quickly called his girlfriend and told her they had to talk.

"What is it, baby?" she asked when they met up at their favorite cafe. "You sounded so distraught on the phone. Is everything alright?"

Aaron showed Angela the photo and she gasped. "We have to talk to her about this."

"I will do it. I don't want her anywhere near you."

"Okay."

...

Angela marched into Layla's house, her face etched with pure fury. She found Layla doing squats in the sitting room. "Hey! Stop working out! You have some explaining to do!"

"What are you talking about?"

"You sent a picture of your ass to my boyfriend! Why would you do that?!"

"Oh."

Angela's eyebrows rose in disbelief. "Oh? Is that all you have to say for yourself?"

Layla just shrugged. The buxom blonde told her friend "It was an accident, okay? I meant to send that photo to a guy I'm seeing. But I accidentally sent it to Aaron instead."

"Just make sure it doesn't happen again," said Angela.

One week later, Layla sent Aaron another photo. It was a pussy pic.

He showed it to Angela who went to confront Layla for the second time.

Layla just laughed it off. "Oh, that was nothing. Remember the guy I told you about? He wanted to see my vagina so I took a close up of it for him."

"And you accidentally sent it to Aaron instead." Angela stared at Layla dubiously. "This is the second time you've sent my boyfriend an explicit photo of yourself. You should remove him from your contact list and only talk to him in person."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard what I said."

Layla scoffed. She told her friend "You are overreacting."

"Am not."

"You are! And you can't tell me what to do."

"I think I have the right to, given that you have accidentally sexted my boyfriend two times already. There won't be a third. Get that?"

Angela then stormed off.

Layla smirked. Even though Aaron didn't leave Angela for her after receiving the photos, she still stood a good chance of sabotaging their relationship by playing mind games with Angela.