Don't get angry, get even

*30 minutes before Zack arrived*

An eager Daniel was being led up the stairs by his tie. A tie that was firmly wrapped around the sexy hand of Monica Bishop as she sauntered seductively up the stairs. The beautiful woman often pausing to look back with a proud smirk towards the bewitched man. Monica would on occasion pull him closer while slightly bending over to rub his already excited tool on her sculpted ass.

‘I’d pay triple for her gym membership if I had too.’ Daniel Bishop thought before his focus was returned to his sexy wife. “So, no kids?”

“None” she said back near immediately.

“No chores I need to do?”

“Do them later.”

“And we…”

“Shut up Daniel.” Monica turned and smashed her lips against his. He didn’t waste a second, pulling her in close and cupping her firm ass, pulling her leg up and around him. Merely seconds before, the dedicated husband had just walked in from work. He had to double check if he even had time to put down his briefcase or not. Their tongues twisted and fought for control. As it turns out, they hadn’t even made it into the bedroom yet. Daniel half carries, half shoves Monica the rest of the way before launching the both of them on the bed. After 20 years of marriage, they still can’t keep their hands off of each other. A relationship that’s seen by others with awe, inspiration, embarrassment (From Zack…) and for some jealousy. Not that any of those opinions mattered to the lovers. Monica quickly lifting her scrub top revealing her large, amazing bra covered bust. Daniel launched the tie and worked the buttons of his shirt as fast as he possibly could, losing a couple. As they finished undressing, Monica was lost in thought. As much as she loved these passion driven moments, it won’t be long before an empty house will be their new norm. Poor Daniel’s health may take a dive getting jumped like this on the regular. ‘Will the kids being gone hurt their romance?’ she pondered. Seeing the amazing father that Daniel has become in unique ways to both Taylor and Zack, is a large part of why she finds him so attractive. “What will life be like as just a couple and not a child to adore and mold together?’

Suddenly brought out of her thoughts by Daniel’s strong hands grabbing her by the ankles and pulling her to the edge of the bed. Monica beams at his aggressive move and bites her bottom lip. Daniel slowing the pace momentarily to delicately remove her panties, savoring every moment. Staring at her sexy slit, still getting as turned on as he did the first time he saw it. He kneeled down and leaned in gently teasing his wife. Daniel starting gently kissing her inner thighs, teasingly working his way closer. He then started softly blowing, kissing and giving gently licks to her folds, before finally pressing his tongue forward. Monica doing her best to not moan loud enough be cited for a noise complaint. She enjoyed his every touch knowing that he could play her body like Mozart could a piano. She tightly gripped his hair all but pulling him up and on top of her to claim his prize. Daniel smiled smugly and pushed down his briefs. Monica grinning and gasping seeing his now diamond hard cock. He slowly pumped his dick before lining it up and pressing forward into her. They both saw stars as Daniel pushed gently until he was hilted. Then, slowly at first, rolling his hips back and forth. In no time Monica fell in sync with his movements and they hit full stride. Monica wrapped her legs around his back and her arms snaked up under his, gripping his shoulders. She thrusted with purpose forcing him deeper and deeper. Daniel’s hands posted on the bed bracing them both. Still in no time at all after all these years, Monica cried out in passion, her left leg releasing its grip and shaking freely in the air. The sensation over rid everything in Daniel’s brain and he unleashed. Soon enough he was pumping his seed deep inside of her. Fully drained, they still pumped slowly coming down from their euphoric high.

Finally regaining their senses, the two lovers stayed embraced and held a soft kiss. Monica smiled into his mouth and startled to giggle. “What?” Daniel narrowed his eyes asking curiously.

“I don’t know how you still get me so hot! I always try to gain the upper hand but end up howling like a banshee.”

“Trust me dear. You’ve always had the upper hand.” He slyly replied before leaning in for a final passionate kiss.

Soon after the pair decided to redress. Barely fighting off a second round, they went downstairs eager to greet Zack after his first day. Only being on the couch for a few moments before he burst through the door.

The confused and startled parents wondering what could have him acting this way? Silently consulting with each other before Zack returned in a haste, this time heading to the backyard.

“I’ve got this.” Daniel said to Monica with a slight smile and a quick kiss on her lips.

Daniel slowly slid open the glass door to the patio area and walked out merely observing the boy. Often times when upset or frustrated, the basketball hoop would be the place to find him. Even being known by Chloe who would wince at the sound of a bouncing ball if it was late in the evening. While Daniel watched his normally cool-headed son, he noticed differences in his behavior signally that he was quite upset. Zack, who is known as a skilled sharpshooter could usually be found practicing his free-throws or practicing his turn around fade aways. This time, he is continuously attacking the poor goal and slamming the ball with authority. Daniel momentarily wished his son had a fraction of that aggression and athleticism on the court. Focusing back on the troubled boy, he slowly walked closer. “Should I go pack the gloves and shovels in the car?” He peacefully quipped hoping to find an entry. Zack on his part gave no response and two hand dunked it once again. “Zack… Talk to me son.”

Zack in the midst of another dunk landed, then stood still, letting the ball bounce away as it rolled off of the concrete. “Why do they have to be such dicks?!”

“Zack…” Daniel replied with slight sternness at his language but paused not wanting his son to shell back up.

“It was a good day. My classes, my friends, girls…” he said the last slightly more timid, not going unnoticed by Daniel. “Even Alfred’s, as packed as it was, I had a great time. That idiot can’t leave me alone. I didn’t make Ashley break up with him.”

It suddenly dawned on Daniel who that ‘idiot’ was and what the root of the problem probably was. He smiled momentarily thinking about Zack and Ashley’s friendship. He was one of many who hopes that the two someday sees each other how everyone else sees them. It also pained him to see Zack so unaware, but still having to suffer because of it. Daniel walked over and picked up the ball, gently tossing it to Zack. “From what I just heard; you had a day’s worth of happiness ‘ruined’ by a moment of foolishness. Don’t discredit the multiple good moments by the one negative.” Daniel said in a nurturing fatherly way. “And make sure you throw that damn shirt away before it stains everything else. Don’t give your mother a reason to beg for a new washer and dryer.” He added with a smile. Zack’s momentarily blank face finally showed the hint of a smile in return and nodded. “Okay now to the three-point line. Let’s work on your catch and shoot.”

Chloe’s head still spinning from the bizarre, over stimulating night. The one thing she can’t get out of her head is Zack. He was more upset than she’s seen him in quite some time. The exhausted girl laid down and tried to slow her breathing. ‘Any second now’ she thought hoping she was wrong. *Dribble*

She tried to fight it but couldn’t stop herself from going to her window that oversees Zack’s backyard. Watching him so aggressive and frustrated was hard to see. It was very far from his nature. His childhood friend felt helpless. Luckily Daniel arrived soon after. Observing the father-son interaction, against her better judgement, brought a smile to her face. Talks like that made it clear of why Zack is the kind, tender soul that he is.

Zack admittedly felt much calmer after talking and hanging out with his father. While not giving in easily, they were both back to their normal selves joking and carrying on. Daniel was back to making a fool of himself, acting as if he belongs on a basketball court. Zack just laughed, humoring his uncoordinated dad bumbling around. Monica smiled and found peace at just listening in.

The blue eyed boy smirked and rolled his eyes at his dad before walking back in the house. He made his way over to his mom as usual and dove in to give her a nice sweaty hug. “Ewww Zack! I will return you to the hospital if you don’t get your nasty self off of me.” He merely smiled and gave her a kiss on the forehead symbolizing his love before heading upstairs. She smiled at seeing ‘her Zack’ return, before locking her gaze on her unsuspecting husband. With hungry eyes, she used a single finger to wave him over to pay her respect.

Zack took a shower trying to keep the earlier thoughts out of his head. Admittedly, he did have a hell of a night before the ending. Everything flooding his mind all at once, he decided it was best to just lay down. He checked his phone and saw 5 texts with a couple missed calls. Three of the texts were from Ashley. Too exhausted to deal with it all now, he sat his phone on the bed face down. Shortly after, he heard a soft knock on the door. Debating for a moment… he finally responded, “Come in”.

An apprehensive Chloe slowly entered the room. The redhead was basically family, hell she had a key to the house. She slowly walked over to Zack locking eyes while studying his face. She didn’t really know what to say but needed to make sure that he was okay. Zack, slightly caught off guard, was posted up on his elbows merely looking at her. Without words, she made her way to his bed before gently lifting the covers and sliding under. Zack still pensive and laying on his back just looked up at her curiously. Once under the covers, she merely scooted close before finally snuggling to his side and laying her head on his shoulder. Zack took a deep breath and smiled at her affection. He simply wrapped his arm around the girl and relaxed before dosing off.

For what felt like minutes later, Zack was startled by the sound of an alarm. At this point, he was sleeping on his side and felt a weight pressed against his body. He quickly noticed that he wasn’t alone. The girl was nestled into him, and Zack had wrapped himself around her. Almost just accepting that he was delirious before noticing the strawberry-blonde hair and smell of coconut shampoo. His eyes bolted open nearly falling off the bed. Chloe! “Uhh Chloe?” He gently shook her before raising his voice, “CHLOE!”

The exhausted girl woke up in a haze, lazily elbowing him in her exhausted state.

“Chloe!... It’s 6 in the morning!” Zack stressed.

Chloe felt like he was speaking a foreign language before she noticed her surroundings. Her eyes instantly shooting open as she sat up. “What? Why am I still here? Why didn’t you wake me up!?”

“I fell asleep!” Zack pleaded. “You’ve got to go. My parents shouldn’t be up yet so hurry.”

Chloe agreed before blushing at the position that the two best friends were currently in. Her only intention was to check on him not get spooned by him. She then realized it was more than his two legs that she was feeling. “Uhhh, Zack…” She was barely able to say out loud. “You’re a… a y’ you know is t’touching me…”

Zack’s pulse most likely stopped for a few seconds once he realized what the shy girl meant. His cheeks blushed a dark red as he pulled away. “Chloe! I didn’t even remember you being here.” “I’m really sorry!” After several looks back and forth between the close friends, Chloe burst into laughter. Zack feeling insecure, still a bit red in the face. A few moments later he joined her in awkward laughter. Chloe felt relieved at seeing his smile return.

“I’m going to go get ready for school. Make sure you leave that weapon at home, Z.” She joked to the boy with a snicker, before tip toeing out of his room and down the stairs.

Zack and the girls, pulled up to the school with little time to waste. There was a slight quietness from the events the night before than none were willing to address. They smiled and parted ways towards their classes.

Zack made his way to his locker with the odd feeling that he was being followed. He finally turned quickly to a blushing Ashley. “I always knew I’d have a stalker.” He softly joked before motioning for her to join him. The rarely meek girl smiled back and joined his side.

“Ar… are you okay Zack?” Ashley barely managed to get out, looking at her close friend with concern. The boy smiled in return, thankful for how much Ashley cared for him. He interlocked his arm with hers earning an honest smile from the now less apprehensive Ashley.

“I’m fine Ash. My shoes on the other hand…” he took a deep breath before dramatically looking at the ground for a few seconds, “Well the wake is at 4 p.m.”

She shoved him with a giggle, almost falling for his setup. “Well, it appears you’re back to being a jackass, so I can be on my way.” She looked back momentarily with a smile, “See ya, Zack.” With that she made her way to first period.

Zack smiled and gave her a parting wave. Before his mind could wonder, he noticed an approaching Kevin. “What was that you said before about jersey chasers? I’m pretty sure that girl has already made posters and t-shirts for your rare 3 minutes per game.” The easy-going guy joked with Zack. Zack huffed back at him dismissing his teasing.

“Three minutes? I’ve seen your cardio. I should probably be prepared for at least half the game!” The pair laughed and fell in sink as they continued down the hallway.

“Man, I scrubbed my new Jordan’s for about an hour, trying to get that blue shit out!” Kevin said in frustration.

“At least you weren’t the dumbass wearing a white shirt and white shoes. They’ve already been donated to the can of trash.”

Kevin smiled at his sarcasm. The two friends continued down the hall, making their way to their first class.

After several minutes of their chatting, they both felt a surprising pair of arms wrap around them. Caught off the guard, the two adjusted to see who the invader was.

The newcomer was Ralph Griffin. Seen mostly as Clark Bishop’s lacky, Ralph has declared that he will make the basketball team senior year. After training rigorously, he actually does stand a chance. A somewhat odd but eccentric young man, it was hard to predict Ralph’s next moves. Unless it involved a girl, which almost always resulted in Ralph making a fool of himself. Ralph was a tall, wiry boy who never found himself far from mischief.

“What the hell are you doing Ralph?” A puzzled Kevin asked.

“I’m preparing…” were the only words from the strange guy’s mouth, as he stared intensely down the hallway.

Kevin went against his better judgement. “Preparing? Preparing for what?”

“For war!”

Heather and Ashley were replaying the night before when they spotted Victoria down the hall, coming their way. Ashley tried her best to calm her thoughts while Heather had no intentions of being friendly. “Why was she standing over there with those jerks?” Ashley asked.

“By jerks you mean Brandon, right? I don’t give a shit. That turn coat bitch can **** on one of their dicks for all I care.” Heather sharply responded to a shocked Ashley. Heather simply shrugged her shoulders before adding “Sorry…” The two shared a smile. As Victoria approached, they both turned and walked the opposite direction of her. The confused reporter slumped her shoulders.

Ralph all but **** the duo down the hall towards the football locker room.

“What are we doing here Ralph?” Zack finally questioned.

“I saw the shit they pulled last night, I was right behind Clark.” A focused Ralph replied. “If those Neanderthals can’t use their words, and turn to colors to express themselves, then it’s only kind that we do so in return.” A devilish smirk on Ralph’s face made the two friends gulp. “They can’t fuck with our basketball team.”

Zack still confused, “Uh Ralph, you’re not on the team.?”

“I will be soon enough.” The suddenly confident guy added.

Knowing that they were going to regret this, Zack and Kevin begrudgingly followed Ralph into the locker room.