A crying Victoria and a bad decision in the making

The football star was thankful he had the foresight to have already put on some clothes back in the bathroom, because the sight that greeted him made his cock under his shorts and boxers. Victoria was lying on the bed with her back to him, her legs and feet the only parts of her body sticking out of the white nightshirt she was wearing.

“Victoria?” Brandon asked as he walked tentatively towards the bed, his brown eyes staring at the curve of her amazing rump beneath the fabric of her shirt.

The green-eyed blonde turned around, her eyes red and puffy. “Oh, Brandon?” She croaked out, surprised with his presence. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry for invading your room like this, it’s just…” She paused to take a breath. “This was the only place with no one inside and I wanted to be alone for a while, so I…”

“It’s ok, Victoria,” Brandon reassured her with a smile as he picked up a red t-shirt that was on the desk. “You can stay here for as long as you like.”

The blonde hung down her head. “Thanks.” She quietly said behind a curtain of golden hair.

Brandon felt the lust from the previous night returning to his mind and hardening his dick. Victoria looked so sexy sitting on his bed like that, in only a nightshirt. Her sexiness was of an almost innocent kind, something that he found himself missing with Ashley sometimes. After the first time they had sex, his ex-girlfriend ended up turning into a nymphomaniac and he could admit to having a hard time keeping up with her on her most enthusiastic days.

He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge. “What happened, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Everyone’s against me,” Victoria answered, lifting her big green orbs to his brown ones. “Last night, I’ve fought with Zack after I saw him kissing one of his sister’s friends while we were supposed to hang out with each other, and I’m pretty sure he did it ‘cause I talked to Dustin for a while,” She rambled. “Then today, Heather started ripping at me for that, and Ashley and Hannah just stood by as if they were agreeing with everything Heather said,” A sob escaped her lips. “God, Zack was the one who screwed up and I’m the one who has to suffer? I mean, can you blame me for wanting to catch up with Dustin after we haven’t seen each other for months?!”

Seeing his ex-girlfriend’s best friend breaking down and crying again made Brandon frown, even he wasn’t able to follow half of what she said. ”Dustin’s here? No one told me that.” He thought, recalling the friendship he had struck with the guy while he was dating Victoria. They even had gone on a few double dates with their respective girlfriends.

“I know Heather is drop dead sexy and Kendra has that intelligent air about her, but how could Zack do that to me?” Vicky asked, looking at her companion with an expression of disbelief.

“Zack’s a giant fool if he did that to you,” Brandon said before he could have stopped himself.

“Thanks, Bran, I’m glad at least you can understand my side.” She gave him a cute little smile, causing Brandon to feel as if the beautiful blonde had somehow enthralled him, her involuntary sexiness overpowering all common sense he happened to have.

Without thinking about what he was doing and possible consequences, Brandon slowly leaned in to a wide-eyed Victoria.