Chapter 3A

Wednesday

Alarm clocks should be banned from the planet. So should Green Day. So should the only radio station that comes in on my alarm clock.

I woke up and slammed my fist into my alarm clock. Another day of hell. Another day without Peyton.

I got out of bed and started my morning ritual even before my Mom knocked on the door. I quickly showered, shaved, and did my other morning duties as quickly as I could. I might have been depressed, but I was also starving, having not eaten since lunch the day before.

I threw on the same thing I wore the day before, knowing I wouldn't need any more than that. I then trudged into the kitchen and sat down at the table.

"Good morning, Jake," said my Mom, cheerfully. "Are you feeling any better this morning, honey?"

I shook my head.

"I talked with Mrs. Ambrose on the phone," she said. "I know what happened. I'm sorry, honey."

I shrugged my shoulders.

"I made you a nice breakfast this morning," said my Mom. I suddenly awakened to the smell of bacon in the air.

My Mom put down a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast in front of me.

"There's more of that where that came from," said my Mom.

That was one thing about my Mom. She always knew when I needed something special.

My sister trudged into the kitchen just as I was finishing my plate of food. She wordlessly came over to me and wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big hug.

"What's this for?" I asked her.

"Because, you need it," said Heather.

Heather let go of me and sat down at her chair.

"Why've you been so nice to me lately?" I asked Heather.

"Because, you're having a rough time and believe it or not, I do love you."

"I love you, too, sis."

Heather smiled at me. I forced a smile back at her.

After an extra plate of breakfast for me, I took Heather with me to school. My Mom had closed the windows to the car for me the night before, so the inside of my car was dry.

I pulled out into the subdivision and headed off to school.

"I heard that you gave Zoe a mind blowing orgasm yesterday in Accounting," said Heather.

"Who told you that?" I said.

"I have my sources," said Heather.

"What would you know about that stuff, anyways," I said.

"I'm not exactly a virgin, Jake," said Heather.

I nearly crashed the car as I slammed on the brakes.

"WHAT?"

"I'm not a virgin, Jake. You're the only one. Sometimes I wonder why the hell you've been saving yourself for Peyton."

"Who?"

"Brian Mueller, last year for about six months," said Heather. "Haven't had anything since then, unfortunately."

"Does Mom know?"

"Yeah."

"How did she take it?"

"Well, she caught us. I thought I was dead. She had a talk with me after I got dressed and made sure I was being safe and making sure that Brian wasn't forcing himself on me. After that she told me that she was proud of me."

"She didn't!"

"She did! After that, Mom and I have been talking about my sex life all the time."

"So, you probably think I'm a loser, seeing I'm still a virgin."

"Actually, no. I think you're a sweet guy giving Peyton as much time as you have. I also know that there are several girls right now that would fuck you silly if you asked. You are the talk of the school right now with the girls."

"Now you're pulling my leg," I said. I started driving again; having recovered from the heart attack my sister gave me.

"Just about all the girls know what you've done for Peyton. All of them are drooling over that big dick of yours, not to mention that cute ass. When you gave Zoe that huge orgasm yesterday that pretty much sealed the deal. There has been times this week that I've wished I wasn't your sister."

I rubbed my hand over my forehead. I couldn't believe this week. It was like everything I thought I knew didn't exist anymore. I had walked into a completely different world. My mother signing me up for the Program and then asking me for details; Peyton's mother wanting me to have sex with other girls if her own daughter wouldn't do it; Peyton not wanting to do anything with me; Zoe coming into my life and showing me the wonders of sex; and my sister telling me she lost her virginity last year and my mom actually encouraging it. I wanted to know when I was going to wake up from this dream.

I pulled into the parking lot and my sister escorted me to the front door. Zoe was already there and smiling at me as I approached her. A decent sized crowd had also formed. Zoe was dressed in a white blouse and blue jean shorts. Her hair was feathered and styled, unlike her normal Goth straight hair look. She was also wearing regular make up. She looked fantastic.

"Good morning, handsome," purred Zoe.

"You're looking... different," I said.

"You don't like it?"

"I love it," I said.

"I guess I just realized the Goth thing wasn't me. It's good for some people, but not me."

"You look very pretty," I said.

"You look stressed," said Zoe.

"Had another fight with Peyton last night," I said.

"Can I try to relieve your tension?" asked Zoe with a coy grin.

I chuckled. "Sure, go ahead."

Zoe leaned in and gave me the most passionate kiss I had ever received. The combination of her lip movements, tongue, and the way she worked her hands over my back made it a kiss I would never forget. As she eased out of the kiss, she grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it off. Her lips and tongue were now on my neck and working down to my chest. She licked one of my nipples and I almost came from the erotic energy she had instantly produced.

"Oh God, Zoe. That feels so good."

"Shut up and enjoy this," said Zoe with a devious little giggle.

Zoe kissed down my tummy and to the waistband of my shorts. As she lowered my shorts to around my ankles, my eyes caught Heather watching the entire spectacle intensely. She looked into my eyes and a wave of embarrassment crashed over me. I felt my entire body flush and I turned away from her gaze. Out of all the noise of the crowd, I could hear Heather giggling at my discomfort.

The entire crowd cheered when my cock disappeared into Zoe's mouth. What had began a slow and passionate arousal became a quick means to an end to make me cum. I looked back at Heather again. She was grinning from ear to ear at me. Then I was horrified when she licked her lips and giggled at me. Luckily, Zoe's attentions were making me forget Heather's teasing. Heather, the crowd, the school, all began to phase out of existence as I neared total bliss. I felt the hand that Zoe had on my ass slip into the crack of my ass. Then I felt pressure on my asshole. Zoe slipped a finger into my anus and suddenly I was seeing stars. I released my seed into Zoe's waiting mouth as I came for what seemed an eternity.

I honestly don't know how I remained standing as my entire body felt drained. I looked down at Zoe. She was looking up at me with puppy dog eyes. She opened her mouth and I saw my cum on her tongue. She then closed her mouth and visibly swallowed it. My slow deflation suddenly stopped and I started getting hard again.

"Now, it's my turn," I said.

Zoe shook her head. "I wanted to do this for you," she said softly. "Call it a thank you."

"For what?"

"For being up front with me yesterday. For telling me where you stand. For making sure I don't get hurt."

"I would never want to hurt you, Zoe."

Zoe stood up, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. She then stepped back and stripped. Afterwards she was bombarded with reasonable requests. Heather came up to me, smiling like the cat that ate the canary.

"Did you have fun, Jake?" she said in that special tone she reserved for when she was up to no good with me.

"Why were you teasing me like that?" I spat.

"Lighten up, I was just playing around," said Heather.

"It was bad enough having my own sister watching me get blown. You didn't need to tease me on top of that."

"Like I said, big brother, if you weren't my brother..."

"Just remember, Mom signed you up for the Program too, and paybacks are a bitch."

I got the desired effect. Her face blanched and she shut up. I grabbed Zoe's hand and dragged her into the school and away from my sister.

"So, do you think Peyton will be here today?" asked Zoe.

"I don't know," I said. "I don't think her Mom will let her cop out another day of school."

"Did you see her yesterday?"

I nodded and then told her the entire story of what happened. Afterwards she gave me a hug as I choked back my tears. I dropped Zoe off at her class and then headed to my Algebra Two class.

My heart leapt out of my chest when I saw Peyton sitting at her desk when we got to class. I knew if there was going to be a confrontation, it would be now, because I sat right next to her in class. We were either going to talk, or her silence would signal her ultimate rejection of me.

I sat down at my seat and looked over at Peyton. She was looking away from me. Her long, blonde hair was all I saw of her face.

"Hi," I said, my voice cracking.

Peyton turned to look at me. I looked into her aqua blue eyes. She had been crying recently.

"Hi," she squeaked.

"I'm glad you came to school today," I said.

"I didn't have much choice," she said. "My Dad escorted me to my first class this morning."

We sat in silence, looking at one another, until class started. Class itself was pretty anti-climatic. After class, I ended up meeting up with Zoe. Peyton took off in a full charge to get out of class. I doubted that I would be seeing her in our next class.

I was surprised, however, to see Peyton sitting at her normal desk in Biology. I nearly froze when Zoe leaned into me and whispered in my ear, "I'm so fucking horny." If she asked for relief, was she going to look to me to give it to her, knowing that Peyton was in the room? Zoe and I took our seats and then Ms. Lopez asked who wanted relief. As usual, Madison was up at the front of class in a flash. I then saw Zoe following her up there. I hardly needed relief after the hoovering I got before school.

Ms. Lopez first asked for volunteers for Madison. Just about every guy's hand went up. I wasn't about to volunteer. I was floored when Madison picked one of my friends, Victor. Victor was a nerdy kind of guy that no one knew. He had a knack for disappearing into the woodwork. The other surprising thing was the fact that he volunteered in the first place. He was dating Clarissa's best friend, Heidi Ritter. If Heidi heard about this, Vic was sure to catch hell.

Ms. Lopez then called for volunteers for Zoe. So far, Zoe hadn't gotten a lot of offers for relief, except from me of course. This time, however, almost every boy that raised their hand for Madison, raised their hand for Zoe. I don't know if it was the blowjob from this morning or her new look that gave her the newfound popularity. Still, with all the boys raising their hands, she looked at me with a pleading expression. I looked over at Peyton. Peyton's eyes met mine and then she turned away. Even though we effectively broke up, I didn't want to hurt Peyton. Zoe's look became one of urgency. All of the boys were shouting for their chance. I remembered how Peyton made me feel when she didn't raise her hand when I pleaded with her. My hand slowly raised in the air.

"I choose Jake Lawrence," said Zoe with excitement.

I sighed and then stood up. I could feel Peyton's gaze on me as I went to the front of the room. I looked at Vic, kneeling in front of Madison. He smiled at me and gave me a thumbs-up. I grimaced and then looked at Zoe. Zoe gave me a heart-warming smile.

"Do what you did yesterday in Accounting," she hissed.

I got down on my knees and spread her legs wide. I caught a whiff of her aroma and felt drawn to her womanhood. I licked her folds, tasting her juices. Peyton disappeared from my mind. My sole purpose was to provide this wonderful pussy the best pleasure I could provide.

Since I knew I could take my time a little more, seeing that she wouldn't be reciprocating, I decided to lick the outside of her pussy a little more and get a close look at the intricate folds of her womanhood. Zoe wasn't going to give me too much time, however. I soon found her hands on my head, attempting to guide me to her clit.

Meanwhile, Vic had managed to get Madison really worked up. She was whimpering like a little baby as Vic worked over her pussy with his tongue. I was starting to wonder if she had gotten an inside tip from someone that he had a talented tongue.

Starting at the bottom of Zoe's pussy, I worked my tongue inside of her and slowly edged it up until it hit the bottom of her clitoris. Zoe jumped a bit and ground her hips into my face as I hit her sensitive spot.

"Oh, Jake! Suck my clitty like you did yesterday!" gasped Zoe.

I worked my tongue around Zoe's clit, getting her to whimper like Madison was. I waited until her entire body was trembling around me and then I sucked.

"OH YES, JAKE! SO GOOD! SO GOOD! SO GOOD!" screamed Zoe as her thighs clamped over my ears like a vice.

I pulled back and watched her as she turned bright red and then color slowly returned to her body. I looked over at Vic and noticed that he was likewise finished. Most of the class was on it's feet applauding. I looked over my shoulder and saw that Peyton wasn't one of them. She was crying. It felt like someone dropped a rock onto my stomach. I realized how much I had hurt Peyton. I realized that now I was the asshole and she was the victim. I felt like I was going to throw up.

I stood there and stared at her. Around me, the others were leaving the front of the classroom and returning to their seats. Peyton's eyes met mine. I mouthed the words "I'm sorry" to her. She choked up a few more tears and then looked away from me.

"Jake?" said Ms. Lopez. "Are you okay?"

I felt the certain need to expel my breakfast.

"Jake?"

"I think I'm gonna be sick," I said.

"Go, Jake. Go see the nurse."

I bolted out of the room. I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom and barely made it to the stall before I threw up the contents of my stomach. I then fell to the floor and started bawling. All the stress I had been holding back came out in a torrent. I felt like I was the worst guy in the school for torturing Peyton the way I had.

I eventually composed myself and I walked to the nurse's office. My stomach was fine now, but I knew if I didn't stop in at the nurse that Ms. Lopez would have my ass.

"Hi, Jake," said Nurse Reilly when I entered.

"Hi, Betty," I said. Betty Reilly was a friend of my Mom's. They used to work at the same hospital together.

"You feeling okay, Jake?"

"The stress of the Program kind of caught up with me and I got sick in the bathroom. I'm okay now."

"Why don't you relax here for the rest of the period then and I will send a note on to your teacher. Who do you have?"

"Ms. Lopez."

"I will write that note now," she said.

I spent the rest of the period obsessing how I was going to handle Zoe. She probably thought I got sick because of the taste of her pussy. She probably hated me. Clarissa was gonna to be pissed at me, too, for what I did to her friend. In one single act, I managed to alienate just about every girl I ever talked to.

When the bell rang, I trudged back out into the hallway and made my way to drama class. A very stern-looking Clarissa met me at the door.

"What the fuck were you thinking, Jake?" demanded Clarissa.

"I wasn't thinking," I said, exasperated.

I had obviously taken the wind out of the sails of her argument because it took her awhile to respond.

"You hurt Peyton really bad in there," said Clarissa.

"I know, and I regret it more than anything I've ever done."

"You're not supposed to agree with me," spat Clarissa.

"I've done something extremely stupid that Peyton didn't deserve. I know I fucked up. Why do you think I got so sick afterwards?"

"I kinda figured, but I wasn't sure," said Clarissa. Her tone was more empathetic.

"I couldn't tell Zoe no," I said. "Remember how I felt when Peyton refused to give me relief on Monday? I didn't know what to do, Clarissa."

Clarissa hugged me and ran her fingers through my short hair.

"I'm sorry, Jake."

"Why are you sorry?" I asked. "I'm the asshole here."

"No, I don't think you are. If you didn't care, then yeah, you'd be an asshole."

"Zoe's probably pissed at me, too," I said.

"She's worried about you, Jake."

"You ever have a week where you think you've stepped into the 'Twilight Zone'?"

"No, but I can see how your week is turning out like that," said Clarissa with a giggle.