My Rock #6 (8 page)

 
I pulled my
lazy ass up and got out my notebook and my guitar. I worked on that until about
six o’clock. I was getting really into it after a while and by the time I had
to stop; I had a good head start on it. I didn’t want to be all funky when Elly
got there though, so I finally got in the shower. I took a long, hot one. I
started thinking about her and how she was the other night; I almost got myself
off but I decided to save it for her. I stepped out and was drying off when
there was a knock on the door.

I started to answer it naked, thinking Elly was
early. She would think it was funny. But, I decided it would be just my luck
that it was Tony or better yet, Jake or one of his minions.

“Coming!” I yelled before grabbing a towel and
wrapping it around my waist. I was really glad I did when I pulled open the
door and saw who it was.

“Hi, Tristan!” It was Brooke…in a pink, Hello Kitty
robe. What the fuck? She had to walk past security like that to get here.

“Um, hey Brooke. What’s up?”

“I’m bored. I brought us some beer.” She’s bored.
What the fuck did that have to do with me?

“Yeah, thanks.” She had a six pack in her hand. “I
don’t really drink beer anymore. I’m so—“

“Yeah, I know. You’re sober.” Then why the fuck did
you bring alcohol? “Can I come in?”

“It’s not really a good idea. I just got out of the
shower, I need to get dressed. I was expecting someone.”

“Just for a minute.” she said with her bottom lip
stuck out. “Please?”
 
I was still
standing in her way, so she was in the doorway. She handed me the beer. I took
it and turned around to sit it next to me on a table that was there. I wasn’t
going to let her in. I thought she was beginning to get the hint, but instead
of turning around and leaving like a normal person she opened her robe.
Underneath, she was completely nude. It was a fucking awesome sight too. My
body was responding and my brain stopped working temporarily. It took me a few
seconds to recover and then pissed that she thought she could just show up and
drop her robe.

I said, “What the hell are you doing? Close your
robe.”

She smiled and said, “Aw, come on Tristan. I know
you like what you see,” her eyes dropped to the tent underneath my towel and
said, “Why fight it?”

“Fuck, Brooke, you need to go. This isn’t going to
happen.”

She pouted again and then said, “I hate to resort to
blackmail but…”

“Don’t even think about bringing up Elly. I told you
before that shit wasn’t going to work on me.”

“I wasn’t going to say anything about Elly,” she
said with an eye-roll. “I was going to say that if you don’t let me in, I’ll
drop the rest, right here.” She started letting it slide off her shoulders and
just then one of the security guys walked by. He was on his phone and had an
umbrella over his head to block the rain so I didn’t think he saw her, but
still. Shit!

“Jesus, Brooke, get the fuck in here.” She stepped
in and I closed the door. When I turned back around she’d dropped the robe
completely like she’d threatened to do. Fuck! She was gorgeous and my damned
cock was getting longer and harder underneath the towel around my waist. “What
the hell are you doing? Have you lost your fucking mind? This isn’t going to
happen, Brooke. Put your robe on and get the fuck out!”

She ran her hands across her breasts and stomach and
then down to the top of her pussy. Licking her lips, she said, “What’s the
matter, Tristan? I know you like it.” Her eyes were on my crotch again. “Don’t
you want to touch it? Touch me, Tristan…I’ll make you feel so good.”

I dropped down into the chair, trying to cover up my
wood. Later, I’ll realize that was the worst move I could have made. She kept
staring at the towel where my cock was pressing and trying to escape. That
wasn’t helping my problem. “No! I’m going to say this one more time. You and I
are not going to fucking happen! Now put your robe back on and get the fuck out
of here.” Jesus she was hot.

She stuck her bottom lip out again, still brushing
the tips of her fingers over her hard nipples. Then suddenly she flashed me
another little nasty smile and bent over to pick up the robe she dropped. When
she did, she stuck her perfectly round ass right in my face and wiggled it.
Fuck! She stood back up and I thought she was putting the robe on, but then she
dropped it again and said,

“Whoops!” just before she dropped her naked ass down
into my lap.

“Brooke! What the fuck is wrong with you?” She had
her lips puckered and aiming for mine and God help me, I’d never in my life
turned a naked chick away before….but all I wanted her to do was leave. Was she
hot? Yeah, most definitely. Was my cock hard from looking at her? Painfully so.
Did I want to fuck her? No. It was still strange to me, but the truth was I
only wanted Elly. Besides, if I fucked her and Elly found out…that would be the
end of me fucking Elly, and I didn’t want that to happen.

She kept wiggling herself around on my cock until
she was finally straddling me and my hard cock was pressed up against the towel
that was pressed up into her pussy.

“Damn it, Brooke! Get the fuck off of me!”

CHAPTER
TEN

ELLY

We finally finished up with our meetings around
six-forty-five. Jake was there for the second one, but the room was full with
the entire crew so he didn’t so much as make eye-contact with me. Good,
pervert! When the meeting broke up, I hung back for a while. I wanted to make
sure he wasn’t waiting outside the door for me. I might have been getting
paranoid again, but the guy seriously
creeped
me out.
Even college guys didn’t go so far as to try and touch me when they were
hitting on me. There were only a few of us girls left and I was finally getting
ready to leave and head over to Tristan’s bus when Tammy, one of the other
interns on the tour said, “Hey Elly, you want to go get a drink with us?”

“Nah, I don’t think I really want to get out in the
rain. Thanks though.”

“Okay, I’ll walk back to the bus with you.”

“Um…okay,” I said. She got her jacket and umbrella
and we went out of the hotel together and towards the bus. We showed our passes
and passed through security. Tristan’s bus was parked before ours and when we
got there I stopped and said, “I forgot, I needed to check in with Tristan
about something. I’ll catch up with you when you guys get back.”

She looked at me like she suspected I was there for
what I was really there for. I was pretty sure they all knew. There was no such
thing as a secret amongst the crew. They couldn’t fire me for it, so I didn’t
care.

“Okay, goodnight!” she said.

“Night.” I waited until she was gone and slipped
inside really quickly. I didn’t want to have to make excuses up to anyone else.
I went up the steps and around the corner; then my world caved in on me. I
suddenly couldn’t breathe.

“What the fuck is going on?” I managed to squeak
out.

“Shit! Fuck!” Tristan stood up, knocking a butt
naked Brooke into the floor. All he had on was a towel….a tented towel. I felt
sick, nauseous. I was such a fool. I wanted to turn away, but I couldn’t. It
was like seeing an accident on the freeway. I didn’t want to see Brooke’s naked
ass, but I had to look. “This isn’t what you think, Elly. She jumped on me! She
wouldn’t take no for an answer.” Tristan was sweating bullets and out of
breath. Of course he was; they were probably making out before I came in.
Brooke was still sitting on the floor. She was looking at me and although I
could only see her out of the corner of my eye, I think the bitch was actually
smiling.

“Yeah, right. Nothing happened. She’s naked and so
are you…practically. Nothing happened…yet, but judging from that raging hard on
under your towel, it was about to.” I wanted to stop myself there and walk
away, but I couldn’t. It was like I was listening to someone else’s
high-pitched, shaky voice say, “You’re a fucking asshole! I can’t believe after
everything we’ve been through…everything I’ve done for you….” I was tearing up
but I had to give Brooke her due as well. I turned on her and said, “You,
Brooke, are nothing but a cheap, nasty, two-bit whore. As soon as he’s finished
with you he’ll throw your skanky ass out in the rain just like he threw you on
the floor. Trust me. He doesn’t give a shit about anyone but himself.” I turned
to go and felt Tristan’s hand on my arm.

“Elly, please listen to me.” I looked at his face. I
have to give it to him, he really looked sad. He probably was…sad that he got
caught. Fucking idiot! He knew I was coming by; he had all day to fuck her
before I got there. He just proved once again that he didn’t give a fuck about
my feelings. I should have learned my lesson long ago. I shook him off and went
out into the rain.

I slipped around in front of the bus, just in case
he came after me. Right, who was I fucking kidding? He wasn’t going to chase
me. He was going to go back in there and fuck that skank. I’d just told Brooke
the truth; he didn’t give a shit about anyone but Tristan. I’d known that all
along but I’d been trying to fool myself. Instead, I’d made a fool out of myself.
He only tried to hide the fact he was fucking Brooke because he was afraid he’d
need something else from me. Let her fucking support him. I was done! Every
fucking thing I’d done for him and this is how he repaid me!

I stood there in the rain crying; I never
cried….motherfucker! I could feel the mascara running into my eyes and down my
face. It didn’t matter what I looked like, I already felt like the biggest
fucking idiot on the face of the earth. The worst part was, this wasn’t even
really his fault. It was mine; I was a fucking moron for trusting a guy like
him.

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