Bully Takes Three

"Robert, I hope you enjoyed fucking your whore secretary," she said to her estranged husband. "Because I'm gonna screw every guy in town and let them all know that you have the smallest dick in this zip code."

Clive was shocked. He had no idea that his father had committed adultery. Tanya invited Joseph over tonight looking for a revenge fuck. All of Joseph scheming was unnecessary as she would have fucked him no matter what.

Tanya left the tape running as she crawled back into bed and started sucking Joseph off in his sleep, winking at the camera with her lips wrapped around this young man's cock. Clive went back to his bedroom, and though he was ill on both a physical and emotional level, his erection was throbbing and he had to masturbate.

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Clive understood his mother's need to get back at his father for an alleged infidelity, but he wished that she had screwed someone other than Joseph. Maybe she could've picked up a guy at a bar? Hell, she could have banged one of the gardeners. But, he was the one who brought the bully into their lives.

Tanya was too decent of a person to have relations with a punk like Joseph, but had no idea because Clive had painted him as loyal friend. Clive created a facade, which then turned around and stuck its dick into his mother, giving her multiple orgasms that fateful night.

Clive ended the arrangement with Joseph before graduation and started taking the bus to school for those last few weeks. Joseph didn't kick his ass or anything, but he did brag to everyone in school about fucking Mrs. Welling, humiliating Clive.

Both of Clive's parents attended the graduation ceremony, which was awkward enough with their tension and all the guys checking out his mother, then she asked where Joseph was. Clive told her that Joseph would have to make up courses over the summer to graduate. She was surprised to hear that because she assumed Joseph was a diligent student like Clive.

Tanya and Robert never reconciled. Clive had his suspicions that his mother was carrying on with Joseph in secret. He even found a used condom in the backseat of her car on the day before he went off to college. Tanya was going to be all alone in a big house, but she would likely have no trouble finding a man to keep her company.

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Chapter Two -- 2013

Clive Welling, 33 years old, skipped out on his ten year high school reunion, but his wife of nine years, Laurie, has been pestering him to attend the upcoming fifteen year reunion. Clive never gave her any specific reasons for snubbing the ten year. He took advantage of the fresh start that was college, meeting Laurie in the second semester of his sophomore year in 2000.

Laurie Duncan, as she was known at the time, was attracted to his introverted and dorky personality. She took his virginity, then they dated exclusively, were engaged in 2003, and married in 2004. They had their first and thus far only child, Catherine, in 2005.

Clive never told his wife about his high school bully hooking up with his mother. That is why he refused to attend the ten year reunion. Joseph Corasi had told everyone in school that he nailed the town's most eligible and desirable MILF, Tanya Welling.

Clive's former classmates were probably wise enough to avoid the subject in front of him and Laurie, but he knew that they would be gossiping about it behind their backs. He didn't want to be embarrassed. Still, Laurie nagged him a lot about the fifteen year reunion, unaware of his concerns.

Laurie folded laundry in their bedroom while Clive tried watching TV.

She shook her head. "Honey, I just don't understand."

He shrugged. "Sorry, I don't feel like going. It's no big deal."

"But, why not? Don't you want to see all of your old friends?"

"No, not really." He didn't want to admit that he had very few friends.

She displayed one of her thongs. "But, we had so much fun at my reunion."

Clive was entranced, so incredibly turned on by his wife's underwear.

"Because, Laurie, you went to school with fun loving people."

She snickered. "No, I had bunch of jerks in my high school too, but that was fifteen years ago. The people you met at my reunion were nicer and more mature versions of the ones I went to school with. I bet you'll be shocked by how well you get along with folks who you didn't care for when you were a teenager."

He was desperate to talk her out of this. He vowed to never return to his hometown after his mother moved away. "I don't know. It's a long drive. We'd have to check into a hotel and spend the night. Who'll watch Catherine?" Bringing up their daughter was his best effort to dissuade her.

"Walter." She was referring to their neighbor, a divorced father of two.

"Hmm... Wouldn't that be an imposition for him?" Clive hoped it would.

"No, he loves Catherine. We use to carpool to t-ball. He's a great dad."

"Well, you know how I feel about it. Do you really want to go?"

She took the remote control and shut the TV. "Yes."

"But, honey, why is this so important to you?"

"I think it's important that you go." Laurie climbed into the bed and snuggled with her husband. "You never talk about that time in your life. Like your avoiding something."

"Well, you know, that's around the time my parents split up."

"I know, and that must have been hard for you, but you should go to the reunion and have great time. Let everyone know that you're a big success with an adoring wife and daughter."

"Well..." He was starting to falter.

She lovingly nibbled on his earlobe, making his dick twitch.

"Okay, I guess we can go. It might actually be fun to flaunt you."

"Maybe they'll even have an award for the nerd with the sexiest wife?"

She straddled him and they made out until Catherine called for her mommy.

Clive and Laurie left Catherine with Walter McMillan and his two daughters. Clive wasn't as well acquainted with this Walter as Laurie was, but she assured him that Catherine was in good hands. They drove to the hotel across the street from the convention hall where the reunion was. The trip took just under two hours.

It was beachside hotel, so they spent a little extra money to rent a bungalow. Clive was more looking forward to returning to the bungalow after the reunion than the reunion itself because Laurie was always a bit more amorous on vacations. He put on a sport coat while she exited the bathroom in a peplum top and a leather mini-skirt.

His jaw dropped. "Wow...honey...that's a little revealing."

"That's the point." She struck a pose. "To make guys envious of you."

He could even discern her nipples through the material of her top.

"Umm... are you not wearing a bra?"

"Nope."

"Are you wearing panties?"

She started hiking up her skirt. "Just a thong."

He was salivating. "What color?" He hoped for a peek.

"Pink." She lowered her skirt, leaving it to his imagination.

"My favorite."

"I know, I wore it for you." They then embraced with a passionate kiss.

They weren't they only couple enjoying their bungalow experience. Cries of passion were heard next door. A woman was screaming her head off and begging for more. It sounded almost like a porno. Clive and Laurie laughed at their bedside lamp rattling from the vibration of their neighbor's headboard thumping against the wall.

"And you didn't want to come," Laurie quipped. "There's no sex like bungalow sex."

Sadly, it was now time to go. Clive's erection was disregarded, but Laurie promised to make it up to him later. They went to the convention hall and mingled with people at the reunion. He did his best to socialize, but his wife was the life of the party. People hardly seemed to remember him, but all thought that she was great company.

Clive was glad that nobody really remembered him, so hopefully that meant no one remembered he was the one with the hot mom. He and Laurie ended up at a table with Glenn Harris, his old buddy with an eccentric personality.

Clive was happy to see Glenn. He was always good for a laugh.

"So, how long have you guys been married?" Glenn asked.

"Nine years," Clive stated before giving his wife a smooch.

"Man, that's really great. I'm proud of you, Clive."

"Thanks a lot. It's really good to see you, Glenn."

"Glenn, are you seeing anyone?" Laurie asked.

Glenn shrugged. "No, I'm a member of the lonely hearts club."

Laurie sympathized. "Well, maybe you'll meet someone tonight."

"Yeah, maybe Miss Perez is here," Clive said in jest. "You had a big crush on her."

"I doubt that," Glenn explained. "She had a baby the year you left for college. It was revealed that the father was one of the kids she taught in summer school. He was over eighteen, but technically still a student, so she was fired. She left town in disgrace."

"What about the father?" Laurie asked.

"He ditched her."

Laurie was disgusted. "Bastard."

"The odd thing was that she still loved him."

"How do you know?" Clive asked.

"I read an interview she did in some supermarket tabloid."

Laurie shook her head. "How could she love him even after he abandoned her?"

"She said that he was an amazing lover. He stirred some passion within her that she never knew existed prior. And that's coming from a Latina. She said that she knew no other man would ever pleasure her the way he did.

"How could she be so sure of that?" Laurie asked.

"He had big fuck-stick and apparently knew how to use it."

"Who was the kid?" Clive asked.

Glenn struggled to remember the name. "Joseph...something Italian."

Clive was stunned. "Joseph Corasi?"

"Oh, that's right, you were friends with him."

"Honey, how could you be friends with a kid like that?" Laurie asked.

"No, I wasn't friends with him." Clive became defensive. "He lived nearby and we commuted to school together." Speak of the devil, as Joseph approached the table with his 24 year old girlfriend, Vanessa Taylor. "I thought he was a real jerk." Clive hadn't noticed them yet.

"No way!" Joseph hollered. "Clive! Have I missed you!"

Clive's heart sank. "Oh, yeah, Joseph, it's nice to see you."

"Man, you're all grown up." Joseph looked like a drug dealer. He actually wore jeans and a dirty undershirt to this reunion. His arms were also covered in prison tattoos. Vanessa was wearing a tight black mini-dress.

Vanessa was so sexy. Clive, Glenn, and even Laurie checked her out.

"Yeah, you too." Clive prayed that this couple was only passing by.

"Everyone, this is my girl, Vanessa," Joseph proclaimed proudly.

Vanessa smiled at Laurie. "Hi, you guys can call me Nessa."

"Nice to meet you," replied Clive. "This is my wife, Laurie."

Joseph admired Laurie. "Wow, she's a total babe."

Clive didn't know how to respond. "Oh, well, thank you."

"I always knew that you geeks would get all the best girls."

It was Clive's worst nightmare as Joseph and Nessa pulled up chairs.

Laurie attempted to be civil. "So, Nessa, how did you and Joseph meet?"

"I was dating his cousin, but then he and I fell in love."

"Oh, well, I guess the heart wants what it wants," Laurie said awkwardly.

"I guess your cousin wasn't too happy?" Clive asked Joseph.

"Yeah, she was pretty pissed off at me," Joseph admitted.

Laurie's eyes went wide. "She?"

"Yeah, I'm kinda bisexual," Nessa casually confessed.

Glenn nearly fainted.

"Kinda?" Clive was looking for some clarification.

"Well, I wasn't too keen on dudes until I met Joey."

"You converted a lesbian?" Glenn asked Joseph. "Bravo."

"Thanks." Joseph was so smug. "I appreciated the accolades."

Glenn was quite curious. "How'd you manage that?" An indelicate question.

Nessa answered by holding her hands far apart, indicating that he has a large cock.

Glenn comically raised his glass. Clive didn't like how Laurie was now ogling Joseph.

"But, I still enjoy a woman's company from time to time," Nessa explained.

"With your blessing?" Laurie asked Joseph.

He nodded. "Sure, it's so hot when she scissors or 69's with a chick."

Clive interjected. "I'm sorry, but this conversation is not appropriate."

"Why not?" Joseph snickered. "We're all adults here."

"I know, but..." Clive trailed off, still intimidated by Joseph.

Laurie came to his rescue. "Honey, would you like to dance?"

"Sure..." Clive took his wife onto the dance floor. "London Bridge" by Fergie played.

Laurie was amused by what just happened. "Well, they're an interesting couple."

"Let's get out of here before they mug us," Clive pleaded.

"And abandon Glenn? He's your friend."

"I'm sure he'll manage."

"How?"

"He'll drop his fork and climb under the table to look up that girl's dress."

Laurie burst into laughter. "Really?"

"Yes, so let's just go back to the bungalow."

"Actually... I'd like to chat with them some more."

Laurie stared past Clive, with her attention on Joseph and Nessa making out.

Clive wasn't graceful, stepping on his wife's feet. "They're nothing but white trash."

"Yeah, that's why I want to stay," she explained, while avoiding his clumsy feet.

"Why?" He shook his head. "I don't understand your fascination?"

"Well, you know I love those reality shows about people like them."

Clive was desperate. "But, that's the bastard who knocked up his teacher."

"That was fifteen years ago. People make mistakes when they're young."

"No, this guy doesn't make any mistakes. He's a willful scumbag."

"Is there something that you're not telling me about you and him?"

"No, I just... I don't know... I'm not comfortable being around him."

Laurie appeared skeptical, then Nessa tapped on Clive's shoulder.

"May I cut in?" She was asking to dance with Laurie, not Clive.

"Umm..." Clive stammered. "I guess that would be okay..."

Nessa stepped in front of Clive and embraced Laurie, who did not protest. The two beautiful women locked eyes as "Video Phone" by Beyonce and Lady Gaga played. Clive slunk back to the table where he, Joseph, and Glenn watched the sexy ladies sensually move their bodies.

Nessa placed her hand on Laurie's hip, drawing her closer.

"When was the last time you danced with girl?" Nessa asked.

"It's been a while..." Laurie reciprocated, placing her hand on Nessa's hip as Nessa's right leg became nestled between Laurie's legs. "I went dancing with my old college roommate, Talia, every weekend. We always had a great time."

"Do you keep in touch with Talia?"

Laurie leaned back as Nessa wrapped her right arm around the small of her back. Laurie's mini-skirt rode up and her crotch rubbed against Nessa's thigh, like Laurie was a pole dancer and Nessa was her pole.

"No, sadly, years pass by and friends drift out of each other's lives."

Nessa crouched down, her face was now in Laurie's tits.

"But, I'll never forget her and I'll always love her."

Nessa's hands were brushing against Laurie's ass.

"Sounds like you were two close."

Laurie was breathing heavily. "We were."

Nessa whispered in her ear. "How close?"

"She was the only woman... I've ever been with..."

Laurie and Nessa's bodies were entwined, grinding until the song ended.

Both Joseph and Glenn applauded the girls when they returned to the table. It took a few minutes for Laurie to regain her composure. Nessa had that intoxicating effect on people. The ability to make both men and women all hot and bothered.

"Look, this reunion is kinda lame," Joseph griped. "But, I heard about a party."

"Where?" Laurie asked.

"Across the street in bungalow one."

Laurie was excited. "Really? Where staying in bungalow twelve."

"That's amazing," exclaimed Joseph. "We're in bungalow thirteen."

Clive could not believe his bad luck. Joseph was checked in right next door. That was him and Nessa making all the noise earlier. Clive and Laurie were quiet in bed. They made love tenderly. Contrarily, Joseph fucked Nessa like the dirty slut she was.

"What are we waiting for?" asked Joseph. "Let's go to the real party."

"No, I'm not up for it. I'm tired. It was a long drive," Clive whined.

Clive was a party pooper. Laurie was mad that her husband declined so quickly.

"Oh, well, that's too bad," Joseph lamented. "Hey, but who knows how long it will be before we see each other again..." He took a bag of weed out of his pocket. "So, let's go smoke a joint in the parking lot while we reminisce about high school."

Clive was shocked. "Thank you, no, I don't smoke marijuana."

Vanessa turned to Laurie. "How about you, lovely?"

"It's been a while, but I'd love to," she replied with glee.

"Really?" Clive hoped to have a discreet conversation with his wife.

Laurie shrugged. "I haven't smoked in eleven years. It would be fun."

"Great, let's go." Joseph lead Vanessa and Laurie to the exit. Laurie did pause to give her husband a peck on the cheek before she departed. Clive, peeved, was left at the table with Glenn.

Glenn tried his hand at small talk. "So, how's you mom?"

"Fine." Clive clearly wasn't interested in this conversation.

Laurie returned a half hour later, giggling as she sat in Clive's lap.

"Hey, grouchy," is how she greeted her husband. "Having any fun?"

He rolled his eyes. "Well, I can see you're having a blast."

"Look, I've decided to go to that party in bungalow one."

"Honey, I'm surprised you're mixing with such losers."

She stopped laughing. "Losers? That's a rude thing to say."

Glenn took that as his cue to give the couple their privacy.

"Hey, it's not like I said it to their faces."

"That makes it even worse." She climbed off of her husband. "I thought coming to this reunion would help you loosen up and stop you from being so bitter that you weren't more popular in high school."

"Honey, I don't want to have this discussion."

"Fine, I'm going to the party with Joey and Nessa."

"Joey?" Why would she be referring to him that way?

"Yeah, he's fun. And Nessa reminds me of my old friend, Talia."

"Well, then I guess you should go with them and enjoy the party."

"I'll try not to wake you up when I get back to our bungalow later."

Laurie departed in a bad mood. Clive didn't stick around for much longer either. He said his goodbyes to Glenn, trading business cards, then snuck out the back door as the obligatory "where are they now" reunion awards were handed out.

He changed into his pajamas and watched TV for the next three hours in bungalow twelve. He wanted to be awake when Laurie returned, so they could smooth things over. He could hear the raucous from the party even over the TV.

Clive kept peeking out the curtains and finally saw Nessa having a smoke outside bungalow thirteen. He went out through the sliding glass door and sidled up next to her. "Hello," he said clumsily.

"Hey." She barely acknowledged him, staring out at the ocean.

He couldn't help being so apprehensive. "Is...umm...the party winding down?"

"No, I got bored." She took a long drag. "Can't stay in one place for too long."

He pretended like he could relate. "Yeah, I can tell your an active person."

She blew smoke rings. "I think I'll go skinny-dipping in the ocean."

He couldn't help but to gawk at her young and desirable body. "Oh?"

"Care to join me?" she asked seductively, but she was really just teasing him.

He shifted to hide his boner. "No, I'm going to stay here and wait for my wife."

"She might be a while. Joey can go all night long."

His heart sank again. "Excuse me!?"

"He can party all night long."

"Oh, yeah, that figures."

"What did you think I meant?"

He tried to play it cool. "Nothing."

"Your last name is Welling, right?"

He was confused as to why she was asking. "Yes."

She smiled like a vixen with her luscious lips. "And your mother is named Tanya?"

Now, he was truly bewildered. "Yes it is, but how did you know that?"