Chapter Four 

David’s Point of View 

Julie left and I went back to the library. There was no point going after her, I knew if I just gave her a bit of time, she would be back, she always was. She was never serious when she came to me with the whole ‘break up’ speech. This happens every month or so, the time between ‘break ups’ are sometimes longer, sometimes if she’s feeling particularly jealous, it's shorter. 

She gets jealous of her mother quite a lot, but I don’t know why. She knows what this is. She knows I’m married, why be jealous of my wife… her mother?! 

It's easy to say she’s young and she didn’t know what she was getting herself into… getting involved with a married man, but the truth is, she’s wise beyond her years, she knew what she was signing up for and the fact of the matter is, the sex and the ‘forbidden-ness’’ of it all was clearly just too appealing to her. 

Why was I the bad guy? 

I never lied to her. I never told her I was single when I wasn't. I never forced her into bed with me time after time, so why was I the bad guy because I was married? 

Sure, I'm not innocent, but I didn’t make her do something she didn’t want to do. 

Sitting back down at my desk, I turned back to the computer to continue working, but I just couldn’t focus.  I couldn’t stop thinking about Julie. It annoyed and saddened me all at the same time, and I knew exactly why. 

Leaning back in my chair and looked up at the big photo my wife had framed and mounted on the wall. A constant reminder. Our wedding photo. Me and her, with our wedding party standing next to us and Julie next to her. 

Our fucked up little family. 

I could have all worked out so differently… and nearly did; 

**Flashback a few years ago**

Walking into the club, I looked around. I’d have thought by the time I was 35, I wouldn’t be coming to nightclubs anymore, but here I was. Admittedly, it was work-related. Well… sort of. A good business friend, Jay, was having a party, I can't remember why, but I do remember it was a requirement that myself, Flynn and Scott were here for it. 

The promise of free booze was enough to get anyone here… 

We headed to the bar, shouting over the music just to talk to each other before giving up completely. I’ve always said bartenders in nightclubs must have some sort of special hearing. I couldn’t hear what my best friend was saying to me while he was screaming in my ear next to me, but they always hear the drink orders just fine, over a bar and surrounded by a massive drunken crowd. 

Once we had our drinks, we went and found somewhere to sit. Luckily, there was a table just off the dance floor that wasn’t occupied. Sitting down, I took a look around the club, seeing if there were any options on who I could take home tonight. 

It just seemed like the same-old-same-old kinda women… 

...and then my eyes landed on her. 

A cute, young girl, over in the corner, drinking a can of Pepsi with a straw. The more I stared and observed her, the more I wondered and wanted to know who she was. 

She was pretty but not the kind of girl I would normally go for. For a start, she was a lot younger. I prefer older women, but there was something about her that interested me. She was chunky too but in all the right places. 

‘’Who you looking at?’’ Scott asked, leaning over, trying to see where my eyes were looking. I looked away quickly and pushed him away from me. 

‘’None of your business, man’’. Scott had this thing where he had to make everything a competition. If he saw who I was looking at, he would make a bet to see who could get her to go home with them first. 

We were a few drinks in when Flynn pointed her out to me. I hadn’t told him that I had already clocked her, so the fact he had was just random. We chatted a little… until Scott overheard our discussion and came over to be nosey. 

‘’Who are we talking about?’’ Flynn pointed over to the girl and he chuckled. 

‘’Not really your type, is she man?’’ he said to me. I just looked at him. ‘’I mean, she’s a little chubby’’. I slapped him, telling him to shut up. Scott was very shallow when it came to looks and girls… It was probably why he was single. 

‘’$50 says I can get her first’’. I rolled my eyes. I knew there would be a bet somewhere. 

‘’I’m not betting on her’’. 

‘’Why, scared you’ll lose?’’ 

‘’No, it just seems like a pretty asshole move’’ Flynn interjected and I’ll admit, for the first time, I agreed with him. 

‘’I’ll let you have the first crack at her, Come on, you don’t need to fuck her, just get her interested’’. I had noticed she had made a few glances our way, so I was sure that getting her attention wouldn’t be hard… 

...ah, what the hell. It would be the easiest $50 I’ve ever made. 

‘’Ok, you’re on’’. I told him, standing up and making my way over to her… 

‘’Hey?’’ She didn’t respond, ‘’Hey?!’’ I shouted louder, she casually looked up but as soon as she realised I was stood there, she turned around to see who I was talking to before she realised, It was her. 

‘’Hey?’’ She sounded so unsure. 

‘’Can I get you a drink?’’ She held up the can in her hand, showing me she already had one. ‘’I meant something a little stronger’’. 

‘’I can’t, I’m only 19’’ Oh, so she was young then. Interesting. 

‘’I won’t tell if you don’t?’’ She bit her lip and looked around, I could tell she was considering it. 

‘’I would… but my dad would kill me, Sorry’’. I just nodded, understanding that I was defeated in my quest. I already knew Scott wouldn’t get anything out of her either, so my pride would stay intact. Just as I was apologizing for bothering her, my friend Jay came over to us. 

‘’Ah, Dave, I see you’ve met my daughter’’. Ah shit. 

Being a work friend, I never met any of his family before, So, I had no idea this was his daughter. I just said hello to her and pretended like the last 5 minutes didn’t happen and after a quick chat with jay, I returned to my friends. 

Scott started laughing when he saw me return alone, I told him what had happened and the bet was suddenly called off. 

As the night went on, I couldn’t help but keep stealing looks at her. She didn’t move from her spot all night. Flynn saw me looking, again, and told me to ‘forget it’. I knew he was right, but there was just… something about her. She caught me looking a few times and smiled at me. She liked me. I could tell.

I went to the bar to get another drink. While I was waiting for it to be made, someone came and stood next to me. I wasn’t really paying any attention until I looked down and saw it was her. I leaned down so she would hear me;

‘‘Decided to take me up on my drink offer?’’ I asked her. She just smiled sweetly and shrugged. 

‘’I guess so!’’. I looked around the club and couldn’t see Jay anywhere. Good. I ordered her a drink too and then we went and sat in a more private, quiet area where I was sure we wouldn’t be caught talking and drinking. 

‘’So, how do you know my dad?’’ She asked as we sat. 

‘’Just through business. I’ll be honest, until he said, I had no clue you were his daughter’’. She smiled sadly and looked down at her drink. 

‘’Yeah, me and my dad don’t see each other often so…’’ 

‘’Oh? How come?’’ 

‘’He and my mum are divorced. He has a new family so I only see him like a couple of times a year’’. I ‘Ohhh’ed. It was clearly a sore subject for her. With the new information that she didn’t have such a great relationship with Jay, I didn’t feel as bad about the bed. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and set Scott a quick text; 

Bet is back on. $50 man, I’m taking this chick home! 

He replied but I put my phone back in my pocket before reading what he had to say. 

One drink turned into many and as it got later and people started leaving, Me and Julie were joined by Scott and Flynn. I didn’t really see much of Jay for the rest of the night either and when the bell rang for last call, it was obvious that he had left without her. 

‘’I-I suppose I should get back t-to my hotel’’ She slurred drunkenly, getting off my lap, where she had been sat all evening, and nearly fell over again. I caught her just in time and she started laughing. She was so drunk, Admittedly, we all were. I looked at Scott and he raised an eyebrow. 

‘’Or... I could take you?’’ I told her suggestively. She just looked at me and for a second, I was sure she was going to turn me down, but a smile broke out across her face and she leaned down and grabbed her bag. 

‘’Let’s go!’’ Grinning to myself, I winked at my friends and took her hand, leading her out of the club and hailing a taxi. She gave the hotel address and we headed off. I couldn’t wait to get her into bed… 

**

Crashing through the hotel door, I slammed it with my foot behind us. Our heavy making out session started in the taxi and continued in the elevator. Pieces of our clothes were being pulled off as soon as we got into the hotel room and by the time we made it to the bed, she was wearing nothing but her underwear and heels and I only had on my bottom layers. 

I pushed her down onto the bed and fell on top of her. 

Her hands instantly found my belt as she started clawing at it to undo it, getting frustrated when she couldn’t seem to work it out. I chucked and pulled back, undoing it for her and pulling it from my trousers. She bit her lip again as she watched me unbutton my jeans and pull the zip down, releasing my boxers slightly. 

I noticed she does the whole ‘lip bite’ thing a lot. Was she nervous? 

‘’Are you ok? We’re going pretty fast, huh?’’ She blushed slightly but nodded. 

‘’Yeah, I’m good, I’m… really g-good, just… This is my first time so…’’ She trailed off, clearly embarrassed. I just stared at her, blinking a few times. Ah, shit. 

‘’You’re a virgin?’’ She nodded quickly. 

‘’Is that a problem?’’ I shook my head and smiled down at her. 

‘’No’’. It really wasn’t but it suddenly felt very shady… taking her virginity… for a bet? It seemed very questionable. ‘’You’re beautiful... You know that?’ She blushed again. 

I leaned down and pressed my lips back on hers and I felt her whole body relax under me. If this was her first time, I was going to make sure it was good for her. I cupped her cheek, kissing her passionately as my other hand slowly started to make its way inside her panties. Her breathing hitched, she was nervous again. I stroked her cupped cheek with my thumb, soothing her.

Using my knee, I parted her legs and my hand inside her panties started working lower and lower until I found what I was looking for… 

I ran my fingertips lightly over her clit, making her shiver and my lips slipped from hers and started leaving small kisses across her jaw, heading towards her neck. 

She let out a soft moan and her body bucked. 

After teasing her a little more, my finger-movement went quicker as I circled her clit and she started moaning more. She grabbed my shoulders, holding me to her. 

‘’That... Feels….so...good!’’ She panted, wiggling and moving around under me like she was possessed. 

‘’Good’’. I told her smugly. There was something about being a girls first that made a guy feel... Proud and superior. She was getting really wet, so I moved my fingers down and slipped a couple inside of her. 

There was no doubt in my mind she was a virgin as she claimed, she was so tight! Even around my fingers, I could feel it. 

Fucking her was going to be amazing...

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‘’David!’’ Someone shouting brought me out of my fond memory. I hoped it would be Julie, but it wasn’t. My wife, Annabelle, walked into the library, carrying some mail. She threw it down onto my desk and sat down. 

‘’You’re back earlier than I thought’’. I told her, turning my attention back to the computer so I wouldn’t have to talk to her as much. 

‘’Yeah, Sorry about that’’. I just looked at her, unamused with her sarcasm. 

‘’Where’s Julie?’’ I shrugged. 

‘’She went out’’. Anna tutted and stood up, walking around my desk, I pushed myself away from it and spun in the chair to look at her. I knew what she wanted, she wanted to sit on my lap, so I let her. It wasn’t worth the argument if I rejected her. 

‘’We need to tell her, Dave’’. I nodded. I know we did, I just didn’t want to. ‘’She will find out soon enough when my bump starts showing’’. I nodded again. 

‘’I agree’’. Anna kissed me before getting up again and leaving the room, closing the door behind her. 

I ran my hand over my face, this whole thing stressed me out so much. I didn’t want to tell Julie about the pregnancy because when I did, I know everything between us would change.  When she finds out about the baby, any chance I had to get her back would be gone. I’d lose her… and I wasn’t ready for that yet. 

Thinking back again to that first time with Julie, I couldn't help but wonder… If I hadn’t left that morning before she woke up, maybe we could have dated. Maybe we would have had a relationship and I’d have never met her mother. Maybe it would have all worked out differently and we would be married now? Who knows, there was so many ‘maybe’s. 

But it didn’t work out differently. I did leave, I did meet her mum and I was married now, but not to her… and… her mother and I had a baby on the way.

What sucks the most though is that Julie thinks this is all just sex and meaningless to me, it's not. I cared about her deeply but when she finds out I got her mother pregnant... Everything would change…