Betrayal (Southern Belles) (7 page)

Annie turned to find her boss grinning, and she glanced between the two for a minute. “Okay, y’all” she said, more than a little baffled. She turned to head into the back, so that she could change.

The dress was light and clingy in just the right spots. It was a little off the shoulder, with a medium neckline and fairly high cut at the thigh. It was a dark, shimmery blue that seemed to catch the light no matter how she stood. The sales lady had been right. Annie loved it right from the start.

Jenny slipped into the back to help her clean up, fix her makeup and her hair and then, feeling like a million dollars, Annie slipped out the door with Tommy. He drove quietly toward town, and Annie had absolutely no idea what was going on. He pulled up in front of their old elementary school, and Annie looked at it, baffled. The front lights were on, and there was a young man in a tux standing at the door.

Annie looked over at Tommy, but he just grinned, sliding out of the car. Together, they walked into the school, along the halls that she remembered from her childhood. The lights were lit in a path to the small gym, which was fairly dark, lit only by a line and circle of candles leading to a table in the middle of the room.

The table had flowers in the center, and fancy wine glasses. Tommy helped Annie sit then took his seat across from her. Another young man stepped up, carrying two plates that he slipped before her.

Annie stared at it all, baffled.

“I thought you’d like a fancy dinner,” Tommy said. “Something special, to show you how special you are to me.”

Annie blushed. This whole thing was like a dream. They ate together, chatting about the old gym and their school days. They laughed and the spark of love between them grew. Annie was home and Tommy was an angel. Annie thought he seemed a bit nervous because he kept glancing around the room. Everything was perfect. It was the most romantic meal she’d ever had.

When they were both done, Tommy leaned across the table, smiling “Do you know what my favorite memory from this gym is?” he asked her, his hands fumbling under the table.

“No, what?”  Annie asked, curiously.             

His grin got wider, and he was suddenly sliding out of his chair, kneeling beside her. In his hands he held little black box with a beautiful diamond ring in it. “It’s when I first saw you. You were sitting with Marti, playing hopscotch in the corner, and I knew right then that you were the girl for me.” He glanced down at the box in his hands, clearing his throat.

“Annie, I know that I couldn’t ever deserve you. You are the most beautiful, amazing woman I know. But I would be honored if you would be my wife. I would take care of you like you deserve. I would make sure that you have everything you need. I would be there for you, through everything. I promise I will love you for the rest of my life.”

Annie gasped! Tears welled up in her eyes. She knew she loved Tommy, that was for sure. She just hadn’t expected this quite yet. The moment hung for a moment, and then Tommy cleared his throat.

“Annabelle Michelle Gibbons, will you marry me?”

Annie pressed her hand to her mouth, and found herself talking without thinking about it.

“Yes. Yes.”  Her voice grew stronger, and then she fell out of her chair to hug him, laughing. “Yes!”

Tommy pulled her in tight, kissing her hard, and Annie let the rest of the world fade away. She would worry about Marti later.

Chapter 13

Marti obviously knew what had happened the second that she saw Annie walk in the door. Her eyes scaled down the sexy dress, and caught on the shiny new ring on her finger. She snapped her gaze back up to Annie, looking like she’d been slapped.

“You said yes?” She said, her voice sounding terribly wounded.

Annie took a half-step back. Smiling. “Yeah.”

Marti’s face took on a sudden scowl. “I figured he was going to ask, but I didn’t think you were stupid enough to say yes.” She took a deep swallow. “Don’t you care about me at all?”

Annie exploded, "Marti! Stop it! Just stop it! You have been ragging on Tommy since the day I met him! I am tired of this crap! I love him! Can't you be happy for me? Can't you for one minute think about me and not yourself? You are my best friend! Hell, you're my only friend because I don't have a life without you. You are with me almost every second I have a minute of free time! You know what that means? It means you are MY BEST FRIEND! Act like it! Be happy! Be a part of my happiness! Fuck! You used to be so cool! What happened to you?"

Marti looked horrified! With tears in her eyes, she ran up the stairs to her room, slamming the door as hard as she could.

Annie stormed off into the kitchen for a shot of something, anything. This is why Annie didn’t have any friends in L.A.....too much fucking drama.

She threw back a shot of whiskey. She shuddered as it burned her throat. But the warmth felt good.
Okay Annabelle, this is the happiest night of your life. You love him, he loves you, Marti will have to get over it. What even made Marti think we were going to be lovers or something?

After another shot of whiskey, her thoughts turned to Marti.
Oh Marti, what have I done?
She ran up the stairs to Marti’s room to find Marti sitting on her bed, tears running down her face.

“Of course I care about you Marti.” She started forward toward her but Marti scooted back. Annie continued. “I’m sorry, I'm sorry I hollered at you, I'm sorry I am such a bitch. Marti, you are my best friend and I love you. Tommy doesn’t make a difference for us. This isn’t going to change anything. I promise” she lied, as she went to hug her friend.

Marti pushed her back, glaring at her “I wish you were right” she said. Her heart heavy, her hands shaking. She continued to stare, her mouth set grimly. “But you’re not. Just wait and see.”

“Marti -”

“I am going to sleep,” she said as she grabbed her pillow peering angrily at Annie. “Don’t you dare touch me tonight.”

Annie watched Marti roll over and close her eyes; her heart feeling like it was breaking in two.

That night, she didn’t stay with Marti; it had been a long time since Annie slept alone. She walked down to the kitchen and poured another shot of whiskey. And then another. She drank until she didn’t feel anything and her mind went numb. She stumbled out of the kitchen and headed to the staircase, she tripped on the first step, "Shit!" her legs couldn't carry her up the stairs, she fell onto her butt, put her head in her hands and cried herself to sleep.

"Annie, Annie, are you okay?" Marti shook her awake, “Crazy girl what did you do? You okay?"

Annie moaned "Don't talk so loud, my head hurts". She slurred her words, her mouth parched and dry.

"Come on Annie, go upstairs and get into bed, I have to go into town. The construction guys are gonna be here soon."

Annie stumbled up the stairs, Marti holding her arm and back as she guided her into the bedroom.

"Marti?"

"What? Party animal?" She giggled

"I love you"

"Yeah, yeah, I hear ya, I love ya too girl, I gotta go. I'll call the restaurant and tell them you are sick today."

"K, love you lots. Especially your wet fuzz-" - she mumbled, drifting off to sleep.

Marti went into town thinking about what Annie had said the night before, it still hurt, but she was right. She should be happy for her. She was marrying the man of her dreams and although he was a total asshole, he
was
good to Annie.

Damn! If only Annie knew what he had done to Marti? She sure wasn't about to tell her now. Not after last night. She would just bide her time and enjoy Annie as much as she could, for as long as she could.

Chapter 14

Summer was over and Marti dreaded going back to work, but she had to. It wasn’t long before the girls were back to their sexy games but Annie insisted that they keep it a secret. She didn’t know how Tommy would react...and she didn’t want to find out. Marti wasn’t happy about the situation, but she knew as long as she kept her mouth shut, she would have Annie at least three nights a week. Was she really becoming gay? She never thought about anyone else. No one, not even the fine sculpted men that were working on Annie’s house. It was almost daily that she begged Annie to stay with her instead of Tommy. Sometimes Annie protested, sometimes she didn’t. Marti kept on begging.

Marti finally refused to talk to him. They had decided that after the wedding, Tommy would move in with Annie at the ranch. He had been spending some nights at the big ranch house now and whenever that happened, Marti could hear them making love and in their heated passion, she would get furious, banging doors deep inside the house, or else she’d drive away and be gone all hours of the night.

Tommy knew that Marti didn’t like him and he also knew why. One time when Annie was at work, he tried to make amends with her, but nothing helped. Then, Marti started taking it further. She kept dropping hints that Annie was cheating on Tommy, accidentally dropping men’s names and giggling when Tommy asked what Annie had done the night before. Annie cornered her finally, angry.

“Marti, you can’t keep doing this. Tommy is important to me. What if he starts to believe you?”

Marti glared at her, folding her arms across her plump chest.

“Maybe he would break up with you. Then we wouldn’t have to keep everything a secret. Maybe then we wouldn’t have to sneak around in your own house!”

Annie blushed, pulling Marti closer to her. “Marti, you know I only do it because I love you, right?”

Marti suddenly lost her fire and anger, and let Annie pull her in close for a hug. Finally, she wrapped her arms around Annie, hugging her back tightly. “I just don’t want to lose you, Annie,” she said, her voice timid and small. “I love you too much to lose you again.”

Annie squeezed her friend tight again and wished suddenly that her life could be just a little bit simpler. She knew she had to choose between the two people that she loved so much.

Chapter 15

The door had barely clicked shut behind Tommy when Marti’s fingers were already dancing their way seductively up Annie’s spine. A little moan escaped from Annie as she leaned into her touch, before she turned to press herself against Marti, pulling her into a fierce, sensual kiss.

The days had drifted past, Marti eventually giving up on her attempt to break the two of them up and Annie slowly getting used to the rhythm of her two lovers. Some days she even had swollen pussy for breakfast and hard cock for dinner.

She had become a pro at not talking about Tommy and her engagement when Marti was around, and not talking about her and Marti in the bedroom when Tommy was around. She wished that she could think of a way to change things for the better, but she was desperately afraid of losing Tommy or hurting Marti.

It was late afternoon, and Tommy had agreed to take the night shift for one of the other policemen in town. Marti had waited impatiently all through their early dinner, her eyes checking the clock every few minutes. Annie knew that it wasn’t good, but it had made her so much hotter knowing how much her friend was turned on. Marti even said she had a surprise for Annie and she loved surprises. She giggled inside. Even before her lovingly long goodbye kiss at the door with Tommy, Annie’s panties were drenched with anticipation.

Knocking against furniture and walls in their scramble to get to the bedroom, they both stripped off their clothes down to their panties, falling onto the bed. Marti’s full breasts bounced as she landed on the soft covers as Annie fell on top of her, their naked bodies pushing hard against each other. Annie’s nipples stiffened as the tender skin brushed against her. She lifted a little so that Marti could shift further back on the bed as Annie lay beside her.

She reached up eagerly to slide her hand onto Marti’s pink nipple, her fingers delighting in the plump firmness. She caressed it a little more, watching the way that the light caught the perfect roundness of Marti’s breasts. She leaned over and gave one a little nip.

"So where's the surprise?" Annie asked in anticipation.

"Hold on girl, I have it right here" she said as she fumbled for her iPhone. "Lay back and close your eyes!"

Annie closed her eyes and pursed her lips. "Okay, Marti....what is it?"

Marti fiddled with her iPhone and it started buzzing. It sounded like a bumblebee. Annie jerked a little in surprise as Marti placed the trembling phone on her mound and she giggled "What is it? Did you buy a dildo?"

"Nope, just feel this. Can you believe that they have a vibrator in an iPhone app now?" Annie’s clit stood to attention as the light throbbing of the phone touched her sex. "Don’t put it in there! It's a phone for god’s sake!"

"Oh honey, it doesn't go in, just on." As Marti rubbed it across Annie’s pantied clit, Annie squirmed again. Marti reached over and sucked her left nipple, biting and licking, holding the phone in just in the right spot for Annie’s quick, clitoral orgasm. She arched her back and shuddered as Marti swiftly removed it, slid Annie’s panties down, leaned over to her pussy and sucked the juice right out of her still quivering sex.

Marti laughed a little, “Pretty freaky, huh? Vibrating dildo apps on the iPhone? Could you imagine if someone called right when you were in the middle of an amazing orgasm?”

"Can I c-c-ca-call you b-b-ba-back...I'm coming!!" They laughed hysterically.

"Where the hell did you find that?"

"One of the girls at school got sent to my office for playing with it in the bathroom, had to explain to her the privacy stuff. Damn kid, she should be doing that stuff at home! So I went searching the app store and this is what it found! Takes phone sex to a whole new level!"

"Oh my! Hope these girls cover their phone! Can you imagine all the sticky phones around? I’m never going to borrow a phone again!!" they laughed and rolled on the bed.

Marti reached over to Annie grabbing her waist. Her fingers did their little dance, sending spirals and whirls of electricity all over Annie’s skin, raising goose bumps. Annie arched her back into the touch, her fingers reaching for Marti’s nipples, and twisting and pulling them until they were stiff little towers. Marti whimpered a little, her skin flushing with pleasure, but Annie had no intention of stopping.