Club Princess Novel – “You want to marry me?” My heart stopped working and I couldn’t catch my breath because there was no way I’d heard him correctly. I had been in love with Jared – who they referred to as Bagger around here – since we were just kids. I never thought he saw me that way though. “Why do you seem so surprised?” He asked, a teasing lilt to his voice that usually made me cream my panties, especially when paired with that naughty little smirk of his that made that dimple in his right cheek pop just so.
I have wanted to lick that freaking dimple since before I knew why I might want to do something like that. “Maybe because we aren’t even dating?” It was a question, and a freaking good one. This had to be a joke. There was no way that the man who I had been crushing on since middle school had finally seen me. There was a term for men like him – manbimbo. It was fitting only until it wasn’t. Jared had specific tastes in women, ones I had been unfortunate enough to witness on more than a few occasions. His tastes ran toward trashy, high class, blonde, brunette, redheads, sassy, quiet, and everything in between – so long as he could have more than one at a time. He waved off my question as I thought about the last time that I watched him with one of his conquests. ~*~ My heart burned inside my chest as I watched.
Jared had a blonde bent over the pool table in the corner, taking her from behind. I couldn’t tell who the blonde was right away, though the shoes she wore seemed fairly familiar. In fact, they looked like the silver stilettos that had gone missing from my closet a couple weeks ago. Whoever she was, she had better hope those weren’t my missing shoes, or I’d beat the bimbo for not only invading my personal space but having the audacity to steal from me. I realized that it was Mitzi, one of the club’s bimbos, who was being eaten out by the other woman.
Every time Jared drilled harder, the blonde’s face was smashed down into Mitzi’s vulva. I’m sure Mitzi enjoyed the assist from Jared, considering the mystery woman did not seem to enjoy the vulva-licking portion of her evening. As soon as Jared reached his release, he smacked the girl on her hip, pulled out, yanked his protection off, tied it up, and threw it into the trash can sitting by the wall a couple feet away. “Thanks, Ash, I needed that,” Jared told her before turning his attention to righting his clothing. Mitzi, sensing that she might lose out on her own happy ending, grabbed the blonde, and ground her face into her vulva until her legs started to shake, and only then did she release her.
It was when the blonde’s startled face popped up that it finally registered to me what Jared had just said to her. “Thanks, Ash.” The words were suddenly on repeat as I watched my best friend’s wide eyes turn toward me, looking shell-shocked, and then scared when she noticed me standing there. “Oh my God!” She shrieked as her hands flew to her mouth to cover the horrified expression on her face. I wasn’t sure why she was horrified – could have been that she felt shame for being caught in a very public three-way, could be because she was caught by me, or possibly because she knew I would see this as the ultimate betrayal from her.
She had known about my crush on Jared. She knew that I was biding my time to tell him how I felt until I was ‘of age’ in the club’s eyes, an age that would be coming up in just two more weeks. Jared wasn’t that much older than me, but my father wouldn’t care. He would let me date a boy from school who was three years older before he’d allow me to date one of his club brothers, so I had to be eighteen first. And my best friend, Ashlynn, knew the score. Jared clued in rather quickly to Ashlynn’s horror and his eyes followed hers straight to me. Mitzi offered me a sympathetic look. She knew too.
She had apologized to me the last time I saw her and Jared in a compromising position together. He never knew I saw that time, but Mitzi felt bad. She explained what