The following day

Justin stepped outside to grab his newspaper that sat on his lawn. On his way towards the item, his eyes focused in on his neighbor who was watering her grass once again. He noticed the revealing outfit she wore. It was a see through t-shirt and very short SHORTS, showing practically her ass. He had to admit, she looked pretty attractive for a forty year old. And she hardly even looked her age.

He grabbed the paper from off the grass and unfolded it, immediately gazing at a familiar face on the front cover. MY NIGHTS WITH JT, was the title this time and just as he suspected, it was Daisy--the woman he had many one night stands with. "Yoo hoo!!" Brooked waved, getting his attention. "Hey, neighbor. I gotta tell you something."

"Just great." he mumbled, forcing a smile on his face the closer she had gotten. "Good morning."

"Morning, handsome." she was such a flirt. "Guess who's making headlines today?"

"Yeah, I know."

"Did you really sleep with her?" she asked, never taking her eyes off his boxers.

"With who?" he noticed her reactions towards him. Her eyes were literally glued to his boxers. "Hello! Earth to Brooke." he waved his hand in her face.

"Oh, I'm sorry." she finally peeled her eyes from off the area to gaze in his. "I was sort of lost there."

"You telling me." she bit her lip interestingly, hesitating to ask what was on her mind.

"Is everything in that book true? You know, about your huge size and how you made her cum so many times?" he rolled his eyes, shaking his head pathetically. "I'm just curious because..."

"Well that's just how it's gonna stay. You can continue stressing yourself about whether it's true or not because I refuse to stand here with you and discuss this." he spoke agitatedly.

"Hey." he quickly looked over his shoulder to gaze at Justice who was standing in the door way. "Everything okay?" Brooke flashed her an interesting look.

"Wow. Is this one of the many girls you've been sleeping with?" she asked curiously.

"Brooke..." he began, grabbing a hold to her arm and pulling her further away. "You're really becoming quite a pain in the neck. Now I've been trying to ignore it for awhile but you're making it very difficult to. I have too much shit going on right now and I don't need anymore problems to deal with. Can you please try to understand that?" she held an innocent look on her face

"All right, fine." he smiled sweetly.

"Thank you." she watched him head back towards his front door.

"Who was that?" Justice asked curiously.

"One of those...nosy neighbors." he answered while entering the house and shutting the door behind him.

"Um, I need a favor." he tossed the newspaper on the coffee table. "I need to borrow one of your cars." he quickly looked at her with this questioning look on his face.

"For what?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest as he waited for a reply.

"I...I need to go somewhere." she answered with her head down, in a nervous way. "I agreed to meet my boyfriend at the airport. He's coming into town." his eyebrows raised in bewilderment. Boyfriend? She never told him she had a boyfriend.

"Since when did you have a boyfriend? And why are you just now telling me this?" from the look on his face, she could tell he was either jealous or just plain upset. And she had no idea why.

"I did tell you. He's the guy who impregnated me. We broke up and now we're getting back together." she explained, watching his mood change drastically. He leaned against the sofa with the most serious look on his face and he said no word. That's when she knew he was upset. "Are you gonna let me borrow the car?"

"It never seizes to fail." he finally looked up to lock eyes with hers. "It amazes me how stupid you can be." she returned an offensive look.

"I beg your pardon?" he shook his head.

"Never mind. You can take the Benz." he stood up, making his way towards the stairs. "The key is hanging on the wall next to the door. Enjoy." she stood there, confused as can be because she had no idea why he was giving her this attitude. Just earlier that morning, they were laughing and talking up a storm and now--it was like he was a completely a different person. He just went bipolar on her ass.
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"She's not thinking straight. This guy broke up with her after he found out she was pregnant and now he shows up without a warning and she's the first person he calls to come pick up at the airport. I swear, she's so stupid sometimes." Justin spoke angrily while sitting on the sofa in the living room with his friend Rick.

"I don't get it. Is he trying to make it work?" he asked.

"I doubt it! From what she told me, they hadn't spoken in MONTHS! Now he's calling out of the blue to ask her to come pick him up at the airport. She said they were trying to work things out but I don't believe it."

"I dunno. Maybe they are trying to make it work. I mean, does he know people here? 'Cause I don't see why he would be flying out here unless he was visiting someone." he shrugged his shoulders, slowly taking a sip of his beer.

"I really have no idea. Honestly, I've never even met the guy so..." he kept his eyes on the flat screen hanging on the wall.

"How's that hot girlfriend of yours?" he broke the silence between them. "That girl is...woo! She can write about me any day. Ha-Ha." a smirk slowly formed across his lips.

"She's doing quite good, actually. Um..." a light chuckle escaped his lips. "There's something I gotta tell you."

"Spill it. Are you gonna talk about how good she is in bed?" he broke out laughing.

"What? Come on, man. I'm not gonna talk about her performance in bed." he sat up, removing his feet from off the table. "I was gonna say that Justice confessed that she likes me. Likes me." he flashed him a surprised look. "Yeah, that's how I felt. I mean..."

"You're telling me you have two women liking you. Women that you care about?" he nodded.

"Yeah and it sucks. It really does because I find myself really liking Stacy and wanting to be with only her but here I am--living with my best friend, might I add is gorgeous as well and I have to fight my feelings for her. This is all new to me. I'm not used to being with one woman." he chewed on his bottom lip in deep thought. "She does these things that--damn I wish I can just...ahaha." he shook his head pathetically. "It's so hard."

"I know exactly what you mean. It's like having two women, right? One at home and one when you're out. Ha-Ha."

"Sorta, I guess. She's amazing, though. She's the only woman that's ever been there for me. But I'm so into Stacy. I can't ruin anything between us."

"I don't blame ya'. She is hot." he quickly looked up to gaze at his front door that slowly crept open.

"I think Justice is back." he watched her enter the house, followed by a guy.

"...so it's all I know." she spoke, immediately freezing when she noticed Justin sitting on the sofa with a guy. "Uh, hey. You're home?"

"Shouldn't I be?" he stood up, eying the stranger down as if he was an alien. "Who's he?"

"Oh...um, this is Michael. He's the guy I was telling you about. Michael, this is Justin...my best friend." she introduced.

"'Sup?" Michael spoke while reaching his hand out to shake his.

"Uh..." he looked away, meeting eyes with Justice. "Can we talk in private?" she watched him amble towards the back sliding door that led out where the indoor pool was located.

"You mind waiting here? I'll be right back." she followed behind Justin who was standing on the other side of the door, waiting for her. When she stepped in the pool area, she slid the door shut and followed him further towards the other side of the pool where they wouldn't be seen. "What's going on?"

"That's what I wanted to ask you." he took a seat on one of the pool chairs. "What is he doing here? What's going on between you two? I thought he wanted nothing to do with you?"

"Well..." she took a seat on the chair next to his. "I guess he had a change of heart."

"Douche bag." he spat out coldly. "I hate men like him. They give us all a bad name. So what now? Are you gonna go back with him?" he asked, putting his focus on her. "If you're thinking about it then I suggest you at least stay here for a while longer just to make sure he's not gonna ditch you again. You don't want any surprises." she reached out, placing her hand on top of his.

"I appreciate your concern. I really do and..."

"If you truly mean that, then stay. Don't go back with him." he ran his fingers through his hair. "Look, I know I'm not in any position to be making decisions for you but you have to understand where I'm coming from. I love you and I don't wanna see you get hurt." she peered deeply in his eyes, realizing how serious he became. "Please stay. For me."

"But why? I mean, you're too busy to deal with me anyway. You have a girlfriend now and you're trying to change your life and make something better for yourself. Don't stress yourself over me. I will be fine. I promise and besides...I never agreed to go back with him. He's in town for a few days so I only agreed that I'd show him around, that's all. Oh and that he could probably sleep over." she spoke, quickly breaking eye contact with him.

"You agreed to what?"

"I..." she stood up, instantly feeling a hand grab her.

"Justice, I know you didn't agree to let him sleep over. In my house?" she didn't bother responding. Instead, she kept her head down to prevent from looking in his eyes because it only made her nervous. "That's not happening. No way."

"But, Justin..."

"No." his attitude switched up once again. "There are plenty of hotels around. Have him book a room because he's not sleeping in my house. No way, no how. Not over my dead body."

"Really?" she took a step closer to him. "Then I guess I will be joining him." she turned, making her way towards the sliding door.

"Justice, wait." she froze, leisurely turning to face him. "Why are you doing this to me? It's like you have me wrapped around your finger. You know I would do anything for you and you're just taking it for granted." he never felt so upset in his life because he had to do something that he didn't want to do in order to please her. "Fine. He can sleep over but you guys are not sleeping in the same room."

"Wh...but..." his facial expression never changed. "That's not fair. You know we're together but you still want us to sleep in separate bedrooms?"

"Yep." he spoke simply. She stomped her foot in a child like manner.

"I hate you for this. You're so mean and controlling. You think you're my dad or something."

"Somebody's gotta be responsible for you and that person has to be me." he slid the door open and entered the house. On his way towards the living room, his eyes zoomed in on a familiar woman sitting next to Rick smiling and talking. "Stacy?" she hastily looked up to gaze at him, a smile immediately forming on her face.

"Hey, baby!" he glanced at Rick who was smiling from ear to ear.

"What are you doing here? I thought you wanted me to meet you at your place?" he leaned in, pecking her on the lips.

"Had a change of plans. I just felt like getting out for a bit." he grasped both her hands, helping her up. "We are going upstairs. You don't mind letting yourself out? Um, Michael...Justice will show you to your room. I'll be upstairs if you need me." he led Stacy up the stairs and to his room.

"You are gonna hate me for this but...I was just too curious." she pulled out a book from out of her purse. "I bought the book." he gazed at the cover, recognizing the face on it.

"Oh my god. Stacy!" he sat on the bed, slamming his back against it. "I can't believe you bought the book. What was the point of that?" she took a seat beside him.

"I started to read it at home and I gotta tell ya'...this girl is good." she flipped open the book to a certain page. "In chapter four, she says that you guys did it on the kitchen table. The kitchen table." she repeated, never taking her eyes off the book. "Our third encounter was nothing like before." she read. "He placed me on top of the table, rear end out and slid a finger in my..."

"Stop it right there." her mouth hung open in disbelief.

"You fingered her ass?" he exhaled greatly.

"Stacy, please."

"I can't believe it. You've never done that to me." he flashed her an hilarious look.

"First of all, I didn't think you were interested in anal sex and secondly, she asked me to." she looked back in the book, reading from where she left out. "Stacy, stop reading that."

"He ran his hand over my dripping pussy as he continued penetrating me from behind. The feeling was remarkable." he covered his face with his palm, shaking his head pathetically as he listened to her read. "After having hardcore sex on the table, we finished on the kitchen floor." she paused, scanning the paragraph closely. "He played with my sore pussy with his tongue...wow. This is really good. It's starting to make me horny." she fanned herself. "You've done some things to her that you've never even done with me."

"Baby, I know you're not getting jealous. What me and Daisy had was squat. It was just a couple of good lays, that's all. And you have to remember, she was an ex porn star so..." she gasped faintly.

"Really? Now that would explain why she does anal so well. And that deep throat thing she mentions..."

"It's no big deal whether you deep throat or not. It all feels the same." he assured. "Can you just put that book down for a moment? Is this why you came here? To recite something that I already know the beginning and ending to? Please." he grabbed the book from her and tossed it on the floor.

"Justin?! I paid fifty bucks for that book!"

"Wait a minute. You what? Ahaha!" he laughed hysterically. "Why would you pay money for something like that? If you wanted to know how I fucked her, all you had to do was ask." she laid back as he climbed on top of her. "Daisy was nothing special. She was just one of the MANY girls I picked up at the club and took home to have some fun with." he leaned in, locking lips with hers.

"Yeah." she pulled back to gaze in his eyes. "And I was one of the many girls. What makes me so special?"

"I don't know. Maybe because you made me want to change into a better person. I'm only with you because I really want to be with you. I haven't slept with any other woman since we've been together. And that's wonderful in my case. So that's what makes you special. You made me realize what a fool I was being and all them other girls didn't."

"Why does it sound like you're trying to tell me something?" he met lips with hers, kissing her ever so gently.

"Maybe because I am." he broke away, licking his lips afterwards.

"You think what we have is real?" he gazed deeply in her hazel eyes, admiring her beautiful features. "I'm so afraid that I'm gonna find out that you slept with another woman. And I've been trying to hide it and pretend like I don't care what you do but I've realized that...that's not really who I am. I love you and I just realized that today. After I read chapter one of that book. I got so jealous and I've never gotten that worked up over a man before. I just knew that was a sign that I have deep feelings for you." she bit her trembling lip as she could feel the tears building up in her system. "Daisy made me realize that. I was so upset that she shared that moment with you. I was..." she looked away, holding back the sobs ready to escape her lips. "I actually felt like kicking her ass. Ha-Ha." she sniffled profoundly.

"Hey." he wiped underneath her teary eyes. "I'm really shocked. I didn't think you felt that way about me and I'm really glad you told me." he locked lips with hers once more. "I love you too. And I mean that." she smiled warmly. "I know Daisy won't be the last woman to come out with a book about how I rocked her world. Ahaha." she broke out laughing. "Seriously, I just want you to be prepared for that. I want you to understand that it was just sex and that what we have is something totally different than that. It may have started off like that but now it's become more serious. If you understand what I mean." she nodded meekly.

"Yeah." she sniffled once more. "I do."

"Good. Now that that's out of the way, maybe we can start working on a book of our own." he sucked teasingly on her earlobe. "About how Justin made preposterous love to Stacy." she giggled softly. "What do you say?" she ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying all of his compassion.

"I would love that." she breathed between his lips.

The End

By Shona 2011
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