Harriette In Fact: Did Not Stay Quiet

“Petra??? What the fuck are you two doing?” Says a quick, shrill voice from just above us on the stairwell, and it absolutely makes my heart drop down to my stomach as I open my eyes.

The fear that was overcoming Harriettes face was nothing to what I felt in my soul. I hadn’t heard that voice in practically years, and the last time I did it was crying and telling me to go fuck myself as she was running down the street, leaving my Aunts house.

“Hi… Gwen…” I can hear Harriette say above me, her voice high pitched and full of fear as she gives the blonde woman an awkward wave. Slowly I start to pull myself off of Harriettes dick and peek around her, looking up at my ex girlfriend with the taste of my best friend’s precum still staining my mouth.

Gwen looked… phenomenal! And… totally different.

The last time I saw her a couple years ago her hair was longer and she looked more… innocent, cute, and adorable! Now she had this like, punk rock look to her? But still more mature? I could feel my heart racing in my chest as I looked up at her… and I instantly became aware of my tits jiggling freely once again, and I quickly pull my bra up to cover them.

“Gwen! I… uh…” I try and think of anything to say, but she immediately just turned her nose up at me with a small huff, and continued to walk down the stairs, pushing past us like common trash.

“I see you haven’t changed at all Parker… still a two dollar whore that’ll fuck anything with a pulse.” She says coldly before hesitating for a second. “No offense, Harriette.” She says with a hint of regret.

She won’t even look at me… her eyes just stayed up towards the ceiling as she pushed past me, books clenched in her hand, and heels clicking as she walked down the concrete steps. “Gwen! I…” I try and scream after her, but she just flips me off and continues to walk down the steps, leaving us behind.

“When the fuck did she get back in town?” I ask, my eyes focused on the spot where she was standing just before she left my eyesight, completely transfixed in this moment on her.

“I… saw on facebook she transferred here this year. Something about her being a TA for the new science teacher or… something.” Harriette says, shrugging a little bit before grabbing the base of her cock and smacking it against my cheek, which brought me out of my trance and made me look up at her with a quick glare.

“Come on babe! Open back up! I’m almost done!” She said playfully, but as I said nothing but let my glare get deeper I could see the fear in her face. “Nope. Ok. Moods over. I’ll get dressed now…”