1,000 Work Hours, chapter 5
The next morning
Sammie woke up in the arms of her best friend, Tre. She was drowsy and felt pretty fucked up. She felt disoriented and her vision was blurry. How much did I smoke last night? Sammie wondered. She was still in Tre's arms, he was holding on to her quite tightly, like he was trying to protect Sammie. She did feel safe. She shifted and Tre stirred, she didn't want to wake him but she did. He awoke and he looked at her in disbelief. He took his arms from around her and he sat up next to Sammie on the bed.
"Whoa, what happened last night?" Tre asked.
"I dunno, I don't think we like...had sex, we still have our clothes on," Sammie replied.
"Yeah, I think we made out. I remember feeling you up," Tre said and I saw him blush, I knew he had liked it.
We sat there in silence for a few minutes.
"You cheated on Johnny," Tre whispered.
Sammie hadn't even thought about Johnny, she was horrified.
"You have to get home!" Sammie replied urgently.
"Okay, I don't want him all pissy," Tre replied.
They got ready to go and Sammie drove Tre home. He hugged her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. And he got out of Sammie's car and she drove off. She couldn't believe that her and Tre had done anything like that. On her way back home her mind started to clear and she started to remember what had happened last night. Her and Tre were pretty baked, they just started sucking face. Tre was all over Sammie; Sammie was all over Tre. She recalls them telling each other they loved each other. This excited Sammie but also scared the living piss out of her. She couldn't get her mind off of how pissed Johnny would be if he found out. He would go right over and beat his ass. Even though Tre could take him, Johnny would still attempt it.
Sammie went home and relaxed, she didn't have to go in today. She was pretty relieved. She just laid on the couch for a while and watched some cartoons in her pajamas. She laid around and she ate. The other thing she couldn't get out of her mind was Tre. God was he gorgeous, his pretty blue eyes, his brownish ginger hair, his cute, cheeky smile. That voice, oh, his voice just rings in your ears like nothing else. It's so cute and sort of feminine, it was pretty sexy to Sammie. Just everything about Tre she really liked. He was her best friend and she loved him, well, a lot more than a friend. She wanted more than anything to have him. But she also had her feelings for her current boyfriend. She was more confused than ever.
A couple of days later
Sammie got up for work like usual. She didn't have to come in till noon, but she thought she'd stop in early to talk to Tre. He had finally gotten his car fixed so he could drive to work. She drove on into the video side parking lot at around 9, she knew Tre had just gotten there. She got out of her car and she walked up and into the store. Tre was leaning against the counter.
"Hey Sam," Tre said.
"Hey," Sammie replied.
Sammie leaned on the counter. Tre stared at her chest which was now squished
against the counter. For once Sammie was wearing a low cut shirt and Tre was looking right down it.
"You're such a little perverted man, Tre," Sammie giggled.
He blushed and she stood up straight so he couldn't see.
"Aww man! That's not fair!" Tre whined and then both him and Sammie laughed.
"Why you coming in early?" Tre asked after they had stopped laughing.
"Just felt like saying hello to you and whatnot, maybe giving Marissa a break," she replied.
"Oh, cool," Tre replied.
Sammie told Tre she'd talk to him later and started walking to the Quick Stop. She opened the door and walked by the counter, Marissa wasn't there.
"Marissa!" Sammie called.
There was silence. She waited and walked a little past the counter.
"Oh, give it to me, give it to me Johnny," she heard someone moan.
She twisted around and stared at the janitors door. She walked up and put her ear to the door. She could hear Marissa and her boyfriend Johnny getting it on in the closet.
She grabbed the handle to the door and she whipped the door open. And there Marissa and Johnny on the floor doing it. She was thoroughly grossed out. They stopped and they looked up at her she whipped herself around and she walked out the door.
"Wait! Sammie I can explain!" Johnny called.
"Fuck you Johnny!" she replied in a scream. She ran out to her car, she felt sick, she couldn't believe that she just saw that. How long had they been fucking behind her back was all she could think of. All they had been through. At this point she leaned forward and she threw up. She had made it to her car and leaned on it. She wiped her mouth and she got in her car and she sped off. As she pulled out of the small parking lot she saw Johnny walk out in just his boxers and pants.
Sammie woke up in the arms of her best friend, Tre. She was drowsy and felt pretty fucked up. She felt disoriented and her vision was blurry. How much did I smoke last night? Sammie wondered. She was still in Tre's arms, he was holding on to her quite tightly, like he was trying to protect Sammie. She did feel safe. She shifted and Tre stirred, she didn't want to wake him but she did. He awoke and he looked at her in disbelief. He took his arms from around her and he sat up next to Sammie on the bed.
"Whoa, what happened last night?" Tre asked.
"I dunno, I don't think we like...had sex, we still have our clothes on," Sammie replied.
"Yeah, I think we made out. I remember feeling you up," Tre said and I saw him blush, I knew he had liked it.
We sat there in silence for a few minutes.
"You cheated on Johnny," Tre whispered.
Sammie hadn't even thought about Johnny, she was horrified.
"You have to get home!" Sammie replied urgently.
"Okay, I don't want him all pissy," Tre replied.
They got ready to go and Sammie drove Tre home. He hugged her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. And he got out of Sammie's car and she drove off. She couldn't believe that her and Tre had done anything like that. On her way back home her mind started to clear and she started to remember what had happened last night. Her and Tre were pretty baked, they just started sucking face. Tre was all over Sammie; Sammie was all over Tre. She recalls them telling each other they loved each other. This excited Sammie but also scared the living piss out of her. She couldn't get her mind off of how pissed Johnny would be if he found out. He would go right over and beat his ass. Even though Tre could take him, Johnny would still attempt it.
Sammie went home and relaxed, she didn't have to go in today. She was pretty relieved. She just laid on the couch for a while and watched some cartoons in her pajamas. She laid around and she ate. The other thing she couldn't get out of her mind was Tre. God was he gorgeous, his pretty blue eyes, his brownish ginger hair, his cute, cheeky smile. That voice, oh, his voice just rings in your ears like nothing else. It's so cute and sort of feminine, it was pretty sexy to Sammie. Just everything about Tre she really liked. He was her best friend and she loved him, well, a lot more than a friend. She wanted more than anything to have him. But she also had her feelings for her current boyfriend. She was more confused than ever.
A couple of days later
Sammie got up for work like usual. She didn't have to come in till noon, but she thought she'd stop in early to talk to Tre. He had finally gotten his car fixed so he could drive to work. She drove on into the video side parking lot at around 9, she knew Tre had just gotten there. She got out of her car and she walked up and into the store. Tre was leaning against the counter.
"Hey Sam," Tre said.
"Hey," Sammie replied.
Sammie leaned on the counter. Tre stared at her chest which was now squished
against the counter. For once Sammie was wearing a low cut shirt and Tre was looking right down it.
"You're such a little perverted man, Tre," Sammie giggled.
He blushed and she stood up straight so he couldn't see.
"Aww man! That's not fair!" Tre whined and then both him and Sammie laughed.
"Why you coming in early?" Tre asked after they had stopped laughing.
"Just felt like saying hello to you and whatnot, maybe giving Marissa a break," she replied.
"Oh, cool," Tre replied.
Sammie told Tre she'd talk to him later and started walking to the Quick Stop. She opened the door and walked by the counter, Marissa wasn't there.
"Marissa!" Sammie called.
There was silence. She waited and walked a little past the counter.
"Oh, give it to me, give it to me Johnny," she heard someone moan.
She twisted around and stared at the janitors door. She walked up and put her ear to the door. She could hear Marissa and her boyfriend Johnny getting it on in the closet.
She grabbed the handle to the door and she whipped the door open. And there Marissa and Johnny on the floor doing it. She was thoroughly grossed out. They stopped and they looked up at her she whipped herself around and she walked out the door.
"Wait! Sammie I can explain!" Johnny called.
"Fuck you Johnny!" she replied in a scream. She ran out to her car, she felt sick, she couldn't believe that she just saw that. How long had they been fucking behind her back was all she could think of. All they had been through. At this point she leaned forward and she threw up. She had made it to her car and leaned on it. She wiped her mouth and she got in her car and she sped off. As she pulled out of the small parking lot she saw Johnny walk out in just his boxers and pants.
