Their Secret (closed)

Jenni listened to Mike's explanation of what happened the night before. She was still missing a lot of pieces but at least she knew how she'd arrived here. She sighed with relief to know that Mike had been a gentleman and not taken advantage of the situation. She stayed close to him, not minding it for the moment.

Jenni frowned feeling a bit embarrassed about what happened. She had a blurry recollection of going upstairs with a guy and him using her mouth as his personal cum disposal. She remembered him shoving her and leaving afterward. She had a bruise on her arm to prove it. "Please don't tell anyone about this," she murmured, looking into his eyes.
 
Mike lay there with her for a little while. She was probably waiting for him to get up so she could get dressed. He gently rubbed her back through the blankets and started to get up. "Ill get out so you can get dressed. I washed your clothes last night so youll be able to walk out wearing something clean."
 
Jenni knew she should thank Mike, he was being so good to her and not even asking for anything back. She opened her mouth but the words "thank you" refused to form. She sighed, letting him get up from the bed so she could get dressed to go home. "Um, Mike...where's my car?" She wondered, realizing she hadn't driven herself here.
 
Mike glanced back at her and shrugged, "I guess it is back at the club where you left it. I'll take you there to pick it up once you're dressed." He let his eyes roam over her form in the bed, picturing what she would look like under the sheets. He had a right to at least be able to picture her wonderful naked body in his mind after all he had done, at least that's how he felt.
 
Jenni sat up in Mike's bed, tucking the sheets in around her chest. She looked up at him, noticing him starting. "Mike? Are you going to leave...so I can get dressed?" She waited for him to start heading out of the room. "Oh, wait..." She sighed, pouting at him. "My head is pounding...do you have anything I can take for it?"
 
Mike jerked his gaze away and nodded, "Yeah I think I have something in the bathroom." He said and turned to head to the bathroom to get her some asprin. He came back quickly though, holding a bottle of tylonal and a glass of water.

"Try this, it's all I have."
 
Jenni got her bra and panties back on before Mike returned. She sat on the edge of his bed to wait for whatever he could offer her. Her headache was too painful for her to care about being semi-nude in front of him right then. When he came back with tylenol and water she leaned up and took them, "Okay." She took three tylenols then chugged the water after. She gave him a tiny smile of appreciation, "That should help." She sighed, closing her eyes, trying to rest them.
 
Mike jerked his eyes away from her body. She sat there damn near naked, showing off almost everything he had longed forever to see. As she took the medicine she didn't seem to care that she was so nude in front of him. Her caramel skin looked like satin and he wanted nothing more than to touch her all over.

He shivered and turned away when she gave him the glass back. Once again his body was responding when he didn't want it too.

"N...no problem." He stammered, trying to regain control of himself.
 
Jenni rubbed her temples and looked up at Mike, hearing him stammer. She saw him avoiding eye contact with her, acting a little weird. "Are you okay, Mike?" She asked, slowly standing up to get the rest of her clothes and put them on.
 
Mike shook his head and laughed, "No Jenni I'm not ok. The most beautiful girl I've ever known, slept naked in my bed last night and I didn't get to have anything to do with it." He turned and punched the wall. "I've been nothing but nice to you, but because I'm a loser you would rather get drunk and suck off some random guy you don't even know...and probably would have even had sex with him, than the guy who has bailed your ass out three times now. The guy that actually likes you, unlike those fuckers at school who only like you because you are pretty. I like you for who you are, but that doesn't mean shit to you girls."

He sighed and flopped down in his computer chair. "I'm so tired of being lonely, I could tolerate being your friend or lover in secret. But every night I sit here in front of a fucking computer because, I'm not one of the cool kids. I heard you babble in your sleep about some guy last night forced you to swallow his load and that hurt me so much. I can't picture you with other guys. I just can't."

HE stood again and grabbed his car keys, "Come on, I'll take you to your car."
 
Jenni was stunned by Mike's outpouring of feelings. She didn't know what to say at first, so she just finished getting dressed and said nothing. "Okay," She sighed, replying to his comment about taking her to her car, walking to his bedroom door to leave.

She got into the passenger side of his car quietly, buckling in and folding her arms over her chest. What did Mike expect from her, really? They barely knew each other. It wasn't her fault how he felt about her. She couldn't change that. It was almost unfair of him to put so much pressure on her.

Halfway to her house she turned to him and gave him a piece of her mind. "Look, Mike...I get that you're lonely and frustrated or whatever but there's a few things you have to get. Number one, the best way to get a girl interested in you, isn't by doing her favors then constantly holding them over her head, expecting something back even if you say you don't. If you can't do me a favor and genuinely expect nothing back, then don't bother."

She took a breath, counting off on her fingers. "Number two, I may have overreacted last night and I ended up in a bad situation because of it...and that's mostly my fault but I don't need to be reminded of it either. I didn't have a good time from what I recall and I got a bruise on my arm that's gonna be a bitch to cover with makeup and that's punishment enough, without you complaining that you didn't get to see me naked. God, Mike...is that all you can think about? You tell me how everyone else just wants me because I'm hot and yet all you want to do is see me naked or get me in bed...how's that make you any different from them?"

"And number three," she sighed, running out of steam. "Well, if you're so lonely then you should probably try to make more friends..."
 
Mike rolled his eyes, "Yeah right. I should get a life right?" He shook his head. "You know what, you're right. Maybe I'm no different. Look I don't know what to say. Honestly it think that outburst was sexual frustration and I'm sorry it had to be directed to you, that wasn't fair."

He took a breath. "I don't do well with people, there is a good reason I'm cast out. I don't fit, I don't understand the way it all works." He pulled into the parking lot of the bar, which was perfectly empty at this hour.

"Here we are. I will see you at school." He said, not really looking at her. Mostly because he felt like an asshole. "I'm sorry, I honestly can say jealously blew me up Jenni. To hear that you blew a guy you didn't even know, I couldn't help but think why not me. It's stupid and I'm not upset, like I said it's just overwhleming frustration."
 
Jenni looked at Mike, just sitting there for a while. Her first instinct was to be bitchy to him and take him down a peg for feeling so entitled toward her, but she saw how miserable he was. She didn't have the heart to rub it in. She sighed softly, "Mike...I don't think you're a terrible person...you just have to work on being less, I don't know...tense."

"Despite what you might think it's not that easy being popular either..." She unbuckled her seatbelt and reached over to gently squeeze his shoulder. "...people are constantly looking at you, waiting for you to slip up so they can take your spot...You always have to look nice, say the right thing...it's a lot of pressure. Sometimes I can't take it...that's why I like to drink so much. Things are simpler when I'm drunk."
 
Mike looked at her, "So why do it? Why fight so hard to be in the spotlight? You don't need the world to love you Jenni, not like that. At the end of the day they don't give a shit about you." He took her hand from his shoulder and pulled her fingertips to his lips and kissed them gently. "Maybe you'll see one day, that you only need one person to truly care about you. I think we could be good for each other, honestly I really think that Jenni. With me you can be yourself, not the girl everyone in school thinks you are, not the girl who has to go out drinking to ease the stress. With you I can learn to be more socialable I guess, break me out of my shell a little."

"I know I'm a huge mark on your rep if you are ever seen with me. But I don't see why we can't be friends in secret." He put a little push on the word friends as if trying to hide "benefits" behind it.
 
She listened to what Mike had to say. It sounded nice. Being herself. No stress. She smiled a little when he kisses her fingertips. She wasn't used to guys showing her actual affection like that. "I kind of...almost...like hanging out with you, Mike. But right now, if we're going to keep talking to each other it has to be a secret. If that's not okay with you, then we'll just stop talking now. Okay?"
 
Mike raised his hand and nodded, "I'd rather have you as a friend in secret, than not a friend in public Jenni. That much I promise." He gave her a smile and her hand a squeeze. "Do me a favor and text me when you get home, so I know you got back ok alright. I know you head probably sucks a bit still." He told her.
 
Jenni nodded softly. "Yeah, I can do that. I'll probably crash when I get in, but I'll text you." She leaned in close to Mike and softly pecked his cheek, her version of a thank you for taking care of her. "Later Mike." She got out of his car and walked back to hers, grateful no one had messed with it while she was gone.
 
Mike nodded and waited until she got into the car and drove away before he went back home. All in all he felt alright with himself. Jenni had made a good point and he didnt want to become a sex crazed asshole. But she had stepped over that line in the first place by jerking him off right?
 
Jenni drove home, thankful that her headache was slowly disappearing. She parked in her driveway and texted Mike before she could forget. "I'm home. ok?" She locked up her car and went inside, going straight to her room to lay down.
 
Mike got the text and frowned, she seemed so short and irritated. With a sigh he tossed the phone on the desk and decided to go back to sleep. He wondered if they'd really be friends, or if she was just saying that to him. He closed his eyes and passed out.

He woke at midnight, jerking awake as he realized he had slept most of the day and night. With a sigh he got up and went to his computer to play a video to kill time until the sun came up.
 
Jenni awoke around 8:30 the next morning, getting up to go out for a jog around her neighborhood. She was fully over her hangover and she was going to do something good for her body. Twenty minutes around the block would put her in a good mood for the rest of the day.
 
Mike pushed away from his chair and decided that now that the sun was up he needed to get some fresh air. He pulled on a pair of shoes and went to the park to take a walk.

As he was walking he saw a girl jogging down the street. He blinked and thought it looked like Jenni, but he didn't think she lived that close to him. As she jogged toward him he smiled, it was her!

He laughed and waved, "Good Morning!"
 
Jenni thought she heard someone talking to her as she jogged. She looked to the side and spotted Mike. "Oh," she slowed a bit, trying to keep her heart rate up. "Hey. Stalking me?" She teased.
 
Mike shook his head and put his hand over his heart. "Not at all. I am just on a weird fucking sleep schedule today and needed some fresh air, so I was on my way to the park to walk around. Do you actually live around here? I didn't know you were so close."
 
Jenni nodded softly. "Yeah, I live around here. I needed to go for a run. I'm in the middle of it actually..."
 
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