She goes home

For a moment, Chloe felt a pang of regret for what she had just done. She had never given a blowjob before, and the experience had been overwhelming. But as she looked at Aaron, she saw the admiration and gratitude in his eyes, and her doubts began to fade.

As Chloe adjusted her dress, the soft fabric rustling against her skin, she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of her stomach. She had never swallowed cum before, and the taste was still bitter on her tongue. She discreetly wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, trying to erase the sensation. Her breasts felt slightly tender as she tucked them back into her bra, the lace digging gently into her skin.

Aaron's voice cut through the snickers and jeers, his words laced with a newfound confidence. "I hope you're happy now," he said, his eyes locked onto Edgar's, a hint of defiance dancing in their depths. Edgar's smirk faltered for a moment, before he regained his composure, his eyes narrowing into slits. "Yeah, we're happy, Aaron," he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "We're happy to see you've finally got a girl who's willing to suck your dick."

The other classmates snickered and chuckled, their cruel eyes fixed on Chloe, who felt a surge of embarrassment and humiliation. The sound of their laughter was like a punch to the gut, making her feel sick to her stomach.

As Edgar turned to leave, his eyes lingered on Chloe, a sneer still twisting his lips. "Yeah, we'll make sure to spread the word about Aaron's new girlfriend," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "I'm sure everyone will be thrilled to hear about the girl who's willing to suck his dick."

As they filed out of the room, the sound of their laughter and jeers crashed through the air like a wave, making Chloe's skin crawl.

Aaron's eyes locked onto Chloe's, a mixture of emotions swirling in their depths. His face was pale and clammy, his eyes red-rimmed from the exertion of the past few minutes. "I'm sorry, Chloe," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own ragged breathing.

She took a step closer to Aaron, her hand reaching out to brush against his.

Aaron's eyes flickered with surprise, and he looked at Chloe with a deep sense of regret.

Chloe's thoughts were a jumble of emotions, but one thing stood out - she hoped that this would be the end of the bullying. She hoped that Aaron's classmates would finally leave him alone, now that they had seen her with him. She felt a pang of sympathy for Aaron, who looked pale and clammy, his eyes red-rimmed from the exertion of the past few minutes.

As Chloe stepped out of the Jefferson's house, the cool evening air enveloped her like a damp shroud, making her shiver. The sounds of the night – crickets chirping, leaves rustling, and distant laughter – seemed to swirl around her, a cacophony that echoed the turmoil in her mind. She felt a wave of relief wash over her as she left the stifling atmosphere of the house behind, but it was quickly replaced by a mix of emotions: guilt, shame, and a deep sense of sympathy for Aaron.

As Chloe stepped into her apartment, the soft glow of the evening lights enveloped her, a stark contrast to the harsh glare of the Jefferson's house. She felt a wave of exhaustion wash over her, her body heavy with the weight of the night's events. She kicked off her shoes and let out a deep sigh, the sound echoing through the empty hallway.

As she made her way to the bedroom, her eyes scanned the darkened room, the shadows cast by the faint moonlight outside seeming to stretch and twist on the walls. She flipped on the light, and the sudden brightness made her squint, raising a hand to shield her eyes.

Chloe began to undress, her movements mechanical as she shed her clothes and let them fall to the floor. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and felt a pang of disgust.

As Chloe's gaze fell upon her reflection, she felt a wave of self-loathing wash over her. Her eyes lingered on the curves of her body, the swell of her breasts, and the gentle slope of her hips. She couldn't believe what she had just done, the way she had humiliated herself in front of Aaron's classmates. The memory of their cruel words and mocking laughter still echoed in her mind, making her skin crawl.

With a sudden burst of anger, Chloe turned away from the mirror and strode into the bathroom. She flipped on the faucet, letting the cool water wash over her hands as she stared blankly at her reflection. The sound of the water was soothing, but it did little to calm the storm brewing inside her.

Next morning as Chloe walked into Josh's apartment, she was greeted by the warm smile of her fiancé. Josh was sitting on the couch, his eyes fixed on her as she entered. He could sense that something was off, and his expression turned concerned.

As Chloe entered the apartment, Josh's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze searching for any sign of what was troubling her. She **** a smile, trying to brush off the lingering emotions from the previous night, but Josh's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression skeptical. "Hey, everything okay?" he asked, his voice low and gentle, as he set aside the book he was reading.

Chloe felt a pang of guilt for not telling him about the previous night, but she pushed it aside, not wanting to ruin the moment. "Yeah, I'm fine," she replied, trying to sound casual, but her voice came out a bit too bright, a bit too fake. Josh's eyes lingered on hers, his expression softening as he stood up from the couch.

She decided to not to tell anyting about what she did with Aaron last night.

In the next few weeks they were searching for a house where they can together live. They moved in there. Their dads and Ethan helped them a lot.