...and tell some tales about some tail he got at school.

Carrie continues to work her tongue up and down his cock, pausing occasionally at the top to take the head into her mouth.

"If you insist, babe, you just keep doing what you're doing." Troy pauses and savors the warmth of her mouth and subtly pushes his hips against her motion.

"There's not much to it, really. I didn't know John before college. We never hung out. After I left college, I hadn't given him a thought until yesterday. Honestly, I'd never have even known about him at all except for what happened one night my sophomore year. I was actually just stopping at the bar to grab a drink before I headed back to the frat for a mixer. You know that bar near the Galleria on the corner, the one with all the outside tables and the outdoor bar?"

Carrie pushes her head down his cock slightly farther and turns her eyes up to him. She nods.

"Yeah, so does John. I'll bet he remembers it pretty well, really..." Troy trails his voice off, half distracted by Carrie's efforts and half distracted by memory. "It was kind of great. I had gotten the Rockstar parking spot and everything. Anyway, I walked up and ordered and sat for a little while to watch the girls. There was this chick sitting there all on her own nursing some colorful drink or another. After I'd gotten my drink, she kind of grabbed my arm, pointed at my car, and asked me if that was my Jag. I told her that yeah, it was,"

Carrie mmmmed into his cock. She remembers that car very well.

"I invited her for a look and she practically jumped off of her chair to come with me. That's when this skinny dude, your little Johnny, came back from the bathroom. He wasn't happy..."

John had shouted, "What the fuck, Lisa?" Lisa had turned away from him. "Johnny, it's been great, but I've got to go. I really appreciate the drinks."

Troy looked between them and stepped back briefly. "Listen, Lisa, I don't really want to interrupt-"

"Yes, you do. Let's go for a ride, sexy. What are your plans tonight?"

Troy had looked at her in shock for a moment, then shrugged. John looked gutted. "Let's go see about that, then, shall we? Here, you can have this." Troy handed John his drink. "Sorry, buddy -- All's fair, and all of that."

Lisa was already taking off her thin, loose top to reveal a bikini top underneath. By the time they reach the car, it's stuffed into her purse and her arms are around Troy's body under his shirt.

Troy chuckles at the memory. "I ended up going back the next day to settle up with the bar. Do you know, he'd even paid for both of those drinks before he left."

Carrie, who had gotten lost in the brief story and in working over Troy's dick in her mouth, looks up incredulously. Troy's cock makes a *pop* noise as it leaves her mouth. "He WHAT?"

Troy laughs and pushes her head back down. "Yeah, he did, he really did! I couldn't believe it, either. I kept trying to pay because I thought the bartender was bullshitting me, but he actually grabbed the previous night's tape to show me the ticket and sure enough, he paid!"

Carrie giggles back into Troy's cock. "That's kind of sad..." Her voice is muffled.

"Yeah, it is. But, really, that was what started it. He'd taken this chick out, gotten her boozed up, and paid for my and her drinks. I got laid." He pauses again, reveling in the memory. "Three times that night, in fact."

Troy has his hand on the back of Carrie's head and is thrusting gently into her mouth. Carrie knows he's thinking back to his night with Lisa. She gives him a few moments to enjoy the memory, then brings him back to reality.

"Thffree... -ears?" She can't take her mouth off of his dick to ask her question because his hand is still holding her head in place. Laid three times, huh? We can beat that...

Troy runs his fingers through her hair as she continues to bob up and down. "Hey, listen, it's not like I spent every waking moment plotting to destroy his life. But... Yeah, okay, so pretty much it turned into a game where every time I saw him with a girl, I decided to see if I could make the score first." Carrie feels Troy shake with a deep, silent laugh. She doesn't blame him; she's doing the same, too. "I honestly did NOT know that I took EVERYONE away from him." He pauses again. "I guess after they had me, they didn't see any need to go back."

Carrie lifts her head away from Troy's dick and kisses her way up his body, lifting his shirt along with her as she does and over his head. She very deliberately runs her hands up his chest and over his shoulders as she strips away his top, feeling the unyielding muscles he's developed over the years. There's another thing I've missed for a while... She continues kissing up his neck and stops with her face in front of his, her arms on his shoulders. She looks him in the eyes and gently bites his lip.

Not everyone. John did get to me first, big boy, don't forget that.

Carrie lets Troy's lip go from her teeth and lays back on the couch. She lifts one of her legs and puts it over his shoulder, leaving her other leg on his lap. She can feel the results of her arousal drip down between her legs and onto the couch. She crosses her arms above her head and looks directly at Troy, smirking. She HAD just had one particular reason in her mouth that might convince a lot of girls to look toward greener pastures.

Let's see what else all these other girls have figured out before me.

"All right, my Hero, you've convinced me. Keep talking - but now it's time for Show and Tell. Show me why I just left my little loser ex and tell me aaaalllll about how you've won."