Post by RMT-Mod-Kara on Sept 17, 2016 19:02:16 GMT -5
Jenn set the final dish onto the food table that she set up along one wall of the living room. The refreshment table was officially ready on her end. A couple of invited guests had yet to show up and Evie told them to bring something.
She scooted things around to leave room for whatever else arrived. Looking down at the display, she shook her head, "Evie... was it really necessary to make these desserts?" she called out, her eyes going back and forth from the boob-shaped cupcakes and penis cookies Evie talked her into making. A smaller table stood in the corner, loaded with cups, ice, and bottles of liquor for their themed cocktails for the night - Sex on the Beaches, Blow-Jobs, and Orgasms.
"Yes it was." She said smirking as she looked down to the plate, taking a cookie she bit off the tip just to annoy Jenn. Her food for the evening was no where near as good as Jenn's consisting of mostly finger foods that didn't take long to prepare. She'd tried to keep with the theme making asparagus rolls, the tips just poking out the ends and some penis shaped jello shots. She could see even now, Jenn was still unsure about this. "It's going to be fine, you're going to have *so* much fun I promise." She said offering the tip of the penis cookie for her to have a bite.
Deciding to just suck it up and humor Evelyn for one night, Jenn bit the tip of the cookie that she offered to her, "Oh, I'm ready." she replied, "Let's go do a shot while waiting for everyone to get here."
Tash rang the bell, glancing around the street as she waited for a reply. This was kind of her initiation into the girls so she wanted to make a decent impression, if that involved having to make a fool of herself with a few sex toys then so be it.
She glanced down at her outfit, happy with the choice and then to the bag in her hand filled with wine and assorted nibble type things. True they'd been on offer but they'd been on offer at a really nice store so she figured that she could get away with it.
Evie had a smile on her face as she looked over to the door. "You get the shots ready, I'll grab the door." She said with a smile as she moved over to the front door to grab it. There were still a few more guests to arrive, Tasha, her sister among them. Opening the door up she looked over to Tasha smirking a little as she blocked her entry. "Bring wine and sex related snacks?" She asked, almost teasing her that she'd not be allowed in if the answer was no.
"Ummm." Tash pushed the bag in front of her with a hopeful smile. "There's definitely wine, I guess the bread sticks could be classed as phallic to some people." She shrugged, laughing lightly as she did. "It's surprisingly difficult to find penis shaped food with very little notice."
"Ding dongs, Ho Ho's, Moon Pie's..... Want me to continue the list of cream filled treats you can suck the center out of?" Evie asked smirking as she raised an eyebrow almost daring her too.
Jenn hurried to rescue Tasha from..well...Evie. "Tasha!" She reached out and took her free hand, "Just in time to do a shot! Come on." She tugged her inside, leading her to the table in the living room where Jenn had prepared three Blow-Jobs. She wasn't sure they were ready for that yet but she figured it was now or never. She took the bottle of wine and breadsticks from Natasha's hands and set them down on the table.
"Now... remember, you can't use your hands." Jenn explained as she used her hands to hold back her hair from her face.
Tash had just mentally compiled a note of food stuff that she was never going to be able to eat again when she was ushered to the tabled with the shots on and told she was to drink one hands free.
She'd already decided that she was going to be fun Natasha tonight, up for a laugh and well, this looked like the place it was going to start. Just like being back at university. At the thought of her regular socials, mixers and keg parties a sparkle appeared in her eye. Linking her hands behind her back she quickly lowered her face to the table, securing the top of the shot glass between her teeth before snapping her neck back and feeling the liquid run down her throat. She spat the glass out onto the table before looking to the girls, "What's next?"
Evelyn moved in and over to the table eager to watch both Natasha and Jennifer drink the shots with no hands. It was like being a drunk kid in college again, drinking the cocktails with the strangest sounding names just so you could say them and giggle. Her intention for the night was for everyone to have fun, and with alcohol involved it'd be a lot easier. "Damn girl, what other tricks have you been hiding from us?" She teased before crouching to take her own shot, when done she took hold of the glass placing it on the table. "Next is more shot's... I'm thinking some quick fuck's."
"I think Evie is determined to get us completely trashed." Jenn said, laughing while the doorbell rang again. "You make the shots while I go play hostess. Be back in a few." She excused herself to let Madison and Anna in, each carrying their food donation to the party, one also carrying a jug of Mudslide mixer. "Ya ready for edible panties and vibrating eggs? Come on in. Evie's fixin' drinks in the living room."
The rest of the guests arrived and the demonstrator cleared her throat to get everyone's attention. "I'm gonna start in about five minutes so if everyone would have a seat by then, that would be great."
Jenn quickly returned to the shots waiting for her by Evie and Tasha. "She's a lil.. bossy, don't ya think?" she laughed as she lifted her shot glass to her lips. "Now, what am I drinking here?" she asked Evie.
Evie couldn't help but just smirk as she looked to Jenn and the drink in her hand. "It's something of my own creation..." She said having easily come to a decision as to what to name it. "I call it a Catwoman's Whip."
Jenn rolled her eyes and stared at Evie, though her expression was amused, "Ha, ha, ha. Very funny. Are you ever gonna let me live that down?" she asked, referring to the embarrassing incident of taking Evie's advice that men loved the dominatrix get-ups. They bickered back and forth for a few more moments before the party host announced that it was time to sit and be schooled on all types of sex enhancements available for purchase.
The girls drank, ate, laughed. They passed different sized dildos around the circle, giggling at the various speeds they would have. They tasted edible butters, powders. They even played a game where they had to stand in a circle and pass a double-ended dildo from one guest to the next using nothing but their knees, while music played. It was the host's version of 'musical chairs'. It would have been an insane sight for any bystander - to witness a bunch of buzzing women passing around sexual toys in a playful manner. Some of the girls fell over laughing, while some were more determined to be the last one standing to earn the prize at the end.
With the music loud and laughter and chatter filling the room, no one noticed the door opening and anyone entering the apartment.
"Okay, ladies," Kitty McCandless, the representative and saleswoman from Pleasure Treasures spoke up, interrupting the gathering of ten women as they talked amongst each other, looking over the collection of vibrators, dildos, sensual massage oils, edible intimates, and a variety of other playthings like whips, furry handcuffs, and feather sticks. "Now, as I told our hostesses, Jennifer and Evie, every twenty parties I have do something special for my ladies. And, as this is the twentieth party...."
She ended her sentence there letting the women's imaginations take them where they may. "Well, today, rather than testing out some of our products out on each other's arms or faces, I've arranged for a live specimen, a live man for you to test some of them on." She paused as the girls "oooed" and giggled at the prospect. Now, remember, this is a straight man and we don't want to scare him so the vibrators and dildos are off limits, but you can test anything else you'd like on our gentleman friend. And, yes, I've even asked him to wear one of our cherry flavored thongs this afternoon....for any of you who might be interested in those. So, everyone grab their favorite product and help me move the coffee table out of the way. He's going to need some room."
Once each girl had selected an oil, a whip, a featherstick or set of her favorite colored handcuffs and the table was off in a corner and well out of the way, Kitty reclaimed her seat and picked up the remote to the stereo.
"All right, Officer, I think we're ready," she called out to the person who had entered the apartment unnoticed then quickly changed the music and Def Leppard's "Pour Some Sugar on Me" started pounding out from the speakers.
Dressed in a cop uniform--complete with hat, aviator glasses, belt, and night stick, Brett Ellis sauntered into the room to the beat and moved right to the center of the circle of women. He rotated his hips and undulated his torso in ways that accentuated every muscle in his body as he started to strip down right in front of all of them. The hat came off first, landing in Jen's lap. The nightstick came out, was between his legs where he stroked it several times before it was snatched out of his hand by a red-head. The shirt came off next as he made the rounds to each of the girls giving each of them an opportunity to "test drive" their favorite toy, save one: Jennifer.
While he all but ignored one hostess, he paid special attention to the other: Evie.
Brett gave his sister's best friend her own personal lap dance before planting a searing kiss on her lips then lowered his aviators to wink at her before getting up to move on to the next girl. He could see his sister's face out of the corner of his eye. She was beet red.
The belt was dropped at Natasha's feet. The aviator glasses landed in the school teacher's lap. And when her ripped the pants off the women in the room--who didn't realize the hostess' brother, went wild with shrieks of excitement.
Jenn was beyond mortified. Actually... there really wasn't any words to describe how she felt at that moment - while her brother began ripping his clothes off in front of all of her friends. In front of her. Was this really what he's come to? Was he taking money any way he possibly could? Feeling embarrassed and a little queasy in her stomach, she got up to excuse herself, which was probably best for her and her brother. My God, the girls were eating him up! She shot a glare at Evie, who actually looked like she was enjoying herself! Wow.
Leaving the room, she went to the bathroom with no intention in mind. Either she was going to vomit, or just lock herself in there until she heard the music stop.
Sean had been looking forward to this night all week. He had missed Jenn, but he'd had to spend a few all nighters getting caught up on his studies. He needed to do well on his first few exams, not because he had poor grades but because he didn't want to fall behind so early in the semester. His motivation was getting to spend some quality time with Jenn. Of course it helped that he was fairly certain that he'd be spending the night.
He had stopped by go pick up some chocolate covered strawberries and some flowers, but finally he stood at the door and knocked. He frowned slightly and leaned toward the door. It sounded like someone was having a party. He glanced at his watch to ensure he hadn't arrived at some bizarre hour.
After a good ten minutes, Jenn figured she'd better vacate the bathroom in case someone else needed to use it. By now, she was sure her brother had his clothes back on... or something. She walked down the hallway and noted that music was still blaring and laughter was still erupting from the living room. Using her hand as a shield, she darted straight for the kitchen, running smack dab into Sean. Surprised, her eyes widened, "Sean! What... what are you doing here?" she asked, instantly feeling a little embarrassed that her boyfriend was there and she had a room full of sex toys.
"I have no idea...what I'm doing here..." he looked at his girlfriend genuinely shocked. "I...thought I was coming here to see you," he handed her the flowers and the box of chocolate covered strawberries, "But...I..." Before he could say anything else, the music seemed to change and he glanced into the living room to see Brett's gyrating ass. "What the fuck...is going on here, Jenn!?"
She couldn't recall ever hearing Sean swear like that but something told her it wasn't a good thing that he was swearing right now. His expression was of complete shock and annoyance. Glancing toward the living room, she caught sight of her brother still doing his little show. "Oh... it's just our lil adult party I told you about. Ya know... girl's night?"
Angry, he spun, "THIS is girl's night, Jenn?! You hired a stripper?" Then he became suspicious about where she had been, "Who else is here? And where were you?" He clenched his throat, "Oh my god, were you going to sleep with him?!" He pointed his finger behind him towards the dancing man, "THAT'S why you don't have time for me?"
He was furious but he hesitated a moment for her responses.
Of course, at the worst possible moment, Sean got more than an eyeful of the stripper's ass when one of the attendees--a tiny Latina--bit into Brett's cherry flavored thong and peeled it off with her teeth, tearing it slowly from his body and leaving him completely exposed in front of the entire gathering.
When Sean glanced over his shoulder he saw the fully naked man now standing in Jenn's living room and he lost it. Spinning and rushing into the room, Sean dove over the display table with dildos, vibrators and lube all stacked up neatly. He stepped right into the middle of it as he dove from the table into the now naked man.
He didn't waste any time, he started swinging, "What the hell...you think my girlfriend needs to see your hairy ass?" He reached for the nearest thing he could grab determined to beat the naked man upside the head with whatever it was - the rabbit immediately started vibrating. The sound of the device impacting skin and the constant buzzing was interrupted only by Sean's anger, "There is no reason for you to be here!"
Like all of the other girls in the room, Evelyn's attention was on the guy in the room but unlike the others Evie was observing him from behind the slit between the fingers of her hand. The slit instantly grew wider as the thong was bitten entirely off him revealing his package to the group. There was a wolf whistle from one of the girls and Evie looked over seeing the whistler to be her younger sister Janey. But all that instantly stopped when out of no where she spotted Sean lunging at the guy, tackling him to the ground.
"Sean stop it are you insane?" Evie questioned as she found herself having to pull to her feet in case she needed to move.
"Lube him in the eyes!" One of the girls called out. Once more Evie found herself glaring at her sister for her comment which really wasn't helping the situation.
Jenn watched as her boyfriend tore out of the kitchen, darting for the center of the party, where her brother was making a complete fool of himself. She hurried inside when she heard a loud crash and women were yelling and gasping. Her eyes widened at the sight of Sean pounding a dildo into the side of Brett's head. "Stop it! My God, what's the matter with you!" She yelled out, trying not to accidently lay her eyes on any part of Brett that could scorch her eyes out. "That's my brother, damn it! Sean!" She grabbed a hold of Sean's shirt and yanked him back long enough to get his attention for a second, "That's Brett!"
Sean paused a moment, but still straddling Brett turned to look at Jenn, "THIS is Brett?!" His fury doubled and he grabbed another dildo from the pile of them on the floor. The intensity of the thwapping increased at least tenfold. He was two handedly knocking Brett upside the head with adult novelty toys. The sound of fleshy apparatuses coming into contact with the solid skull of his nemesis would have been funny had it not been so dead serious.
"I can NOT believe you procreated! Someone should take you to the sausage factory!"
"Dude! What the...what the hell!" Brett cried out as he tried to dodge the bludgeoning plastic and latex penises that crazy-ass kept hitting him with. "Get off me, you pervert!"
All the ladies that had come to the sex toy party were on their feet. A small handful had joined Jenn in trying to pry the attacker off the naked stripper.
"Leave him alone, jerk!" one of them snapped at Sean, slapping him on the back in an attempt to get his attention.
One enterprising girl picked up a large, black dildo from the floor and poked Jenn's boyfriend right in the butt with the thing, hoping--like her friend--to distract him so they could all pry him off the entertainment.
Sean ignored the women, doing a good job of continuing his pummeling of the jack ass that got Kate pregnant and then treated her like the plague. "You like getting women pregnant, making them feel like they are worthless whores and then denying it's yours?" He grabbed a handful of hair and ripped some of it out, "I'll pay for the fucking DNA test you sorry ass bastard!" He shoved a dildo into Brett's face and then stood, "Yeah, you girls defend this asshole....every single one of you are nothing but pussy to him. And then when he fucks up and gets you pregnant he'll act like he didn't have a damn thing to do with it. Ask him if he's seen his little girl since she was born...Go on, ASK HIM! She's six months old and this prick still hasn't manned up."
Sean stepped over Brett and kicked him deliberately in the side, "Go on...get up and shake that worthless prick for the girls...and tell 'em how expendable women are....even your own baby girl who didn't CHOOSE to be yours." He cast a pissed off glance at Jenn as he moved past her, "I can't believe you...you..." He shook his head and made a bee line for the door, Brett's hair clutched in his hand.
Brett checked his nose after the douche-bag finally stopped pummeling him with sex toys and got up off of him. There was a tiny trickle of blood. He glared at his sister's retreating boyfriend as Sean turned and stormed out of the apartment after launching into some lame-ass tirade about what a jerk Brett apparently was. Oh yeah, he recognized him now. He was the dick at the hospital, the one laid up on a gurney with his bloody ass hanging out.
Jumping to his feet, Brett marched after Sean and followed the man right out the door and into the hallway, his dick flopping between his legs as he went after him.
"Hey, glass butt, I think ya forgot something!" Brett called out as he closed in his sister's boyfriend. When Sean turned around to face him, still pissed off as hell, Brett sucker-punched him, clocking the prick right right in the jaw.
Sean took several steps back, the sucker punch catching him off guard. He was so infuriated he bounced back readily enough, "Is that all you got, little boy?" He glanced down to make his point. "At least I take responsibility for where my dick has been." He smirked and nodded, "And you will too when the courts get done with you."
"'Little boy?'" Brett repeated, mockingly and glanced down at his own--more than substantial--manhood. Lindsay Reynolds didn't exactly hire him just for his looks and personality, after all. Even he knew that. He smirked.
"That ain't what Kate called it. She liked to call it 'Monster.' As in, 'I want that Monster inside me. I need that Monster inside me, Brett. Fuck me hard.' And I did. She rode my cock so much she practically had a season pass. And she loved it. Hell, she squealed so loud my ears are still ringing," he taunted. "She even called me her own personal plumber, 'cause I laid more pipe in her apartment than the guys who built the thing."
Laughing like he'd just heard the funniest joke EVER, Sean shook his head, "Is that what she told you?" He laughed, "Well if nothing else you're good to keep around for a good laugh." He looked over Brett's shoulder, "You hear that girls? This is the man you're all panting over..."
He cut his eyes back to Brett, "Kate was always kind." He laughed again clearly amused by the entire idea that Kate would have referred to any man's manhood as a monster.
Jenn finally tore through the small crowd that was spreading from her apartment to the hallway. "Excuse me!" she called out as she shoved past everyone. Managing to get through, she heard the last words exchanged between the two guys. "That is enough! My God! What the hell is wrong with you two??" She turned to Brett, "Get back inside and put some clothes on for fuck's sake." Turning back to Sean, she honestly couldn't find any words. When did this person standing in front of her emerge from her boyfriend? Since when was the man she found to be the sweetest, most considerate person in the world... become someone so hateful and nasty? The words he spoke inside! Jenn had never...ever...heard him talk that way.
"Party's over. Everyone back inside, please." She ordered everyone that stood behind her. Not giving Brett any more of her attention, she continued to stare at Sean. "Do you wanna explain to me what just happened in there?"
"Little dick syndrome," Brett piped in, ignoring his sister's order to go back inside and get dressed. He didn't give a shit that he was buck-ass naked in the middle of a very public, residential hallway. He was comfortable in his skin. He knew what he had and he knew chicks liked it. Hell, the shouts of glee from the women when one of them had tugged his underwear off with her teeth was more than enough proof of that. He was still smirking proudly.
"Apparently your boyfriend here doesn't like that I rocked his friend's world...over...and over...and over...and over...."
"Asshole! Will you go!?" Jenn demanded as she gave Brett a shove back inside her apartment. "Evie! Make him put some clothes on!" She then closed her apartment door so that she and Sean could now talk in private.
"That's an interesting question, I was just going to ask you the same thing, Jenn," the expression on his face was still angry but now there was something else...hurt. "I can't believe you would do this...If you wanted to end things, Jenn, all you had to do was tell me. You didn't have to..." he motioned back inside to the party. "You didn't have to go to so much trouble."
She shifted her weight as she crossed her arms across her chest, "And what's that supposed to mean?" she asked, not caring for the way he was making this out to be her fault. "All I did was have a little party with my friends... which by the way, you knew about. I don't even know why you're here to begin with." She stood quietly for a moment, still taking everything in. "I can't...I can't believe you acted like that, Sean. I thought you were better than that."
"I did not know about THIS," Sean insisted. He clenched his jaw, "I thought this was our night, you know we get together every Thursday night, right? I come over, we go to dinner maybe a movie or something." He looked at her like her head had just done a complete revolution on her shoulders.
"Sean... I told you about this party a week ago. Evie wanted to have it, I told her we could have it at my place. How is this my fault you forgot?"
He shook his head, "Yeah, stupid me. I forgot." He rolled his eyes slightly. "I'll let you get back to your little soiree in there..." He glanced at her, "I know you've got girls who want to be 'pleased'." His eyes widened all dramatic like, "Certainly don't want to disappoint them." He moved past her, determined not to say anything else. They were done...and he was kicking himself for not seeing this one coming.
"Wait... wait. What are you saying?" she asked, reaching out for him arm as he tried to move past her to leave. "Look, I am sorry you forgot I was having a girls night tonight. But what does that have to do with the way you just acted in there? Huh? Sean....you pounded my brother's face in with a dildo."
"And? He continued to taunt me out into the hallway," he waved off her concern about the physical altercation with her brother. "And you're missing the whole point, Jenn. How would you feel if this little situation were reversed and I was having a 'boys night' and Kate came over and was stripping for the guys?" He studied her face, "All I kept saying to you was 'what just happened in there?' You know what that should tell you? That I didn't really know you that well after all."
She couldn't believe this! If anyone should be mad... it should be HER! "That is NOT the same thing and you know it!" she responded back to his comment about Kate. "That was my brother, not an ex boyfriend. I didn't even know he was coming. I never asked for or hired a male entertainer. I was just as surprised as you were. But don't stand there and turn this whole thing around on me. I'm not the one who won't fuckin resolve my feelings for my ex girlfriend."
"The fact that it's your BROTHER dancing naked in your living room doesn't somehow make it worse for you?" Sean clenched his jaw. "This has nothing to do with any unresolved feelings for Kate. It has everything to do with the fact that not only does Brett disregard his responsibilities but you not only support him in so doing you actually ENCOURAGE it!"
Staring at him with a stunned expression, she shook her head, desperately trying to fight back the sting in her eyes, "This is all about her and you know it." she finally said, "Sure a part of you was mad with jealousy when you first laid into Brett but....it wasn't until I told you who he was that you really gave it to him." She reached up and pushed her hair out of her face in an attempt to buy her a minute to gather her next words. "You still love her, or what? You wanna be with her? Do you wanna fucking be Mr. Stepdaddy? Because you CAN! Don't let ME stop you, Sean!"
"Is that how you feel, Jenn?" he stared at her. He sort of pursed his lips in an attempt to bite back saying something he'd regret. He nodded once and held up his hand, "Look, I'm not going to stand out here in the hallway and have this conversation with you right now. It's obvious we're both not thinking clearly and we'll end up saying something we don't mean if we continue...so I'm just going to go."
He moved to step around her, his shoulders weighing heavy but he couldn't bring himself to look at her. "Your girls and Brett are waiting..."
He was going to leave? Like that? Oh no, he wasn't. She grabbed his arm again, this time keeping a firm hold on it. "Damn it, would you just stop already? When are we gonna talk about this? Obviously it's a subject we really need to lay out there on the table. Because this isn't about my dumb ass brother. This is about you... and how you're not over your ex. Did you even hear yourself in there? The things you said?"
He yanked his arm out of her hand and stared at her, "This is NOT about me or Kate. It's about your ass hole of a brother and the fact that you don't seem the slightest bit bothered by the fact that he's in there parading around like some peacock in front of YOUR friends while Kate was left to raise HIS baby on her own. It's irresponsible, Jenn, and you seem perfectly okay with that."
"My other brother is perfectly fine taking care of that baby. So you just mind your own business when it comes to Kate." she responded, shaking her head, "No one is gonna tell Brett what to do. He's not gonna listen to anyone. So what will you have me do? Disown him? Not talk to him? His irresponsibility have nothing to do with me!"
"Mind my own business?! Is that right? Do you always look the other way when someone you care about as a friend is wronged, Jenn? Or is it just special in this case since the one wronged is Kate and the one who wronged her is your brother?" he shook his head.
"Whatever it takes to allow you to sleep at night, Jenn."
"You're acting like I'm supposed to be BFF with her or something! I don't even know her, Sean. I'm sorry she got knocked up by my stupid brother and broke your heart in the process. This is all my fault!" she yelled sarcastically. "I suppose I should pay for BOTH of their mistakes."
"Why not? Your gay brother is," Sean spat back before he even thought about it. "Seems everyone in the family comes along to protect little Mr. my mini-me is bigger than yours...but they don't ever hold him accountable for his behavior. Hell no that would be way too much to ask wouldn't it? Better yet...let's let him prance around the living room naked for our friends."
Sean mimicked a prancing Brett then got a panicked look on his face, "Oh my god, you better get back in there...before he impregnates someone else only to leave them high and dry!"
She couldn't believe the words and actions of her boyfriend, Sean. She was beginning to wonder if he was the same man she'd been dating for half a year. Taking a step closer to him, she jabbed her finger into his chest, "You leave Wes outta this. You know nothing about him!" she said, surprising herself that she came to Wes's defense faster than Brett's, which was the norm for her any other time. "It's funny how easy it is for you to call names and talk about everyone else... and here you are - being the ass of the year!"
"I wasn't saying anything negative about Wes! Your gay brother is more of a man than your straight brother," he rolled his eyes.
"I may be an ass but at least I'm not a dick," he fired back. "Seriously, are you finished? Cause I've got things I can go do...and the last thing I really want to do is stand here and argue with you about your brothers."
"Well good! Cuz I wanna talk about something far more important here." she demanded, "Like Kate. Are you gonna be honest with me about your feelings or not? Because after all that's just happened, I'm pretty damn sure there's something there."
"If you're so sure then why are we still standing here, Jenn?" Sean rolled his eyes. "I'm leaving. I'm done, Jenn...I'm done. I can't do this anymore."
With that he turned and walked towards the exit of the building.
Jenn felt like the floor was opening up below her, getting ready to just swallow her up. Was he... did he just...? A mixture of emotions ran through her, that of hurt and anger. "Fine... go then!" she called out to him as he walked away. "I guess that's that! Have a good life!" Before she could yell out anything else, Sean was gone. And Jenn was left with a soaked face and the embarrassment of walking back into her apartment alone.
Jenn walked back into her apartment - only because she had to. She really didn't feel like facing all these people when she was upset as she was. Sean just left and she had a bad feeling about it, like she wouldn't be seeing him again.
Stepping inside, she noticed that the music was now off and there was only the light chatter coming from the living room, probably her guests softly so that she couldn't tell they were talking about her. She wasn't an idiot. Of course they were talking about her...and her crazy ass boyfriend.
She walked into the living room and looked for Evie and Natasha, made eye contact with them, then motioned for them to follow her into the bedroom. Once the three were inside closed doors, she broke down. "I think we just broke up."
Tash frowned, putting the wine glass onto one of the dressers before moving to Jenn and quickly pulling her into an embrace. She rubbed Jenn's back lightly as she looked to Evie, hoping she was going to bring the insight or words of wisdom that she was unable to find herself at that moment in time.
She looked up at both of her friends, moving her eyes from one to the other, "I just don't get it. He... he's acting like this was my idea to have Brett here ripping his clothes off! What kind of sicko does he think I am!"
Evelyn rubbed Jenn's back gently in an attempt to assure her that she was there for her just like she was there for her own friends when they needed her. "Hey look at me." Evie said shifting Jennifer's head to ensure she had her attention. "None of this is your fault. You can't be held for your brother's actions especially when it's Brett.... It's like being held accountable for a tornado hitting your house. He is a grown idiot -" She quickly realized she'd said the wrong word and edited herself. " -adult."
Jenn looked up at Evie, "You think so? I mean..." she reached up and wiped the tears from under her eyes, "Sean just overreacted, right? He's gonna call me later, right?"
"Of course he is." Tash jumped in with a decisive nod. "And he's going to apologise for being a total idiot and causing a scene back then." She managed a soft smile, "In fact he's probably out now buying a bunch of flowers or something in a man attempt at saying sorry."
All Evie could think was that he'd better be out buying flowers, or a damn florist after how he'd acted. But despite her current disdain for the guy, she couldn't let Jenn know just yet. "Sean is upset with Brett and taking it out on you. Tonight is about having fun remember? Girls night, being stupid, and he knew that. You can't let him get to you. I know it hurts sweetie, but that's what Tash and I are here, and we're going to stay here as long as you need. Even if it's two days strait eating chocolate and watching DVD's in our PJ's...." She looked to Tash a moment smirking. "You can teach by skype." She teased
She reached up and wiped her face dry, feeling the pain slightly cease with her friends' words. "God, I am so embarrassed right now. Those people out there probably think I'm dating a psycho." she sniffed, then began straightening her clothes in determination to go out and face what was left of the party. "Where did Brett go? Tell me he left....please tell me he left..."
"I haven't seen him for a while actually." Tash told her, grabbing a tissue from the night stand and handing it to Jenn. "If he has any sense at all he'd have got the hell out pretty much as soon as Sean left." She paused, looking between the other girls in the room with a small smile, "He does have that much sense right..?"
Nope, Natasha, he didn't.
As if on cue, Brett burst through the closed door and into his sister's bedroom. He had his pants and hat back on but the shirt was draped over one arm and the shoes and belt dangled from the fingers of the same hand. "What the hell was that shit?!" he demanded, glaring down at his distraught sister, holding her responsible.
"Boy, don't stand there and act surprised that you got your ass beat... again. I'm beginning to wonder if this is a regular thing for you." Jenn said, stuffing the tissue inside her jean pocket and getting to her feet, "Really, Brett, you need to leave. I never asked you here in the first place. And now that you've, of course, caused trouble, you can now leave."
"I caused trouble?" Brett echoed her, accompanying it with an incredulous look. "All I did was show up for a job and do what I was paid to do," he countered. He was, of course, leaving out the part where he knew whose apartment it was before he'd stepped inside. "And, last I checked, I was doing a pretty damn good job based on the way those girls were eating me up like a pint of Haagen Daaz. I didn't start the damn fight, your jackass boyfriend did."
"Yea, well... my jackass boyfriend didn't care for the way you knocked up Kate and left her to deal with it all on her own!" she yelled back, balling her fists up as if she could hit him at any moment. "God, Brett... don't you know your actions affect other people? You think you're just so damn invincible? You're so carefree and irresponsible!"
"I didn't knock up Kate!"
His voice raised as he took an angry step toward his sister. He was tired of getting blamed and treated like a shithead for something he didn't even do. But just because Kate said it was his and because Wes believed her and because what Wes believed was automatically law, Brett was saddled with the blame anyway.
"Yeah, I slept with her. So what? So did you boyfriend! Right after I did. How do you know it's not his?!?"
She didn't consider the possibility that it could be Sean's because everyone said it wasn't. Wes told her that Kate knew for sure that it could only be Brett's. Shaking her head, she stared at her younger brother, "Fine! Take a paternity test then! If you're sooo damn sure, take it! Prove to everyone how right you really are, Brett."
He scoffed at her suggestion. Isn't that what her jackass boyfriend was determined to do anyway? Isn't that why the jerk had pulled out a tuft of Brett's hair and stormed off?
"I don't have to prove shit to anyone," he answered with disdain. "I know that kid ain't mine. That's good enough for me. And if you were really my sister, my word is all you need. You'd believe me and not some girl you've met like once, a girl you only believe because Wes, who deliberately didn't speak to you for over ten years, says you should!"
She really wanted to hit him now. Like really. She was getting a little tired of this game of his. Everyone else was wrong. Everyone else had it out for him. Brett was never to blame. Well, he could kiss her ass.
"Ya know what? I'd take Wes' word over yours any fuckin' day of the week."
"Of course you would! Because Wes is gay and Dad kicked him out of the house. So you have to believe Wes, because if you don't, that means you're siding with Dad. At least as far as Wes is concerned," he argued. "God! Why are you so obsessed with getting his approval? He throws what Dad did to him in our faces like it's our fault Dad kicked him out! And then he marches around acting like he shits gold all because Dad threw him out of the house when he was fifteen."
He stood only a few inches from his sister by now, glaring down at her.
"Wes hates me because Dad didn't. He hates me because Dad loves me and won't even look at him. And you...you act like if you hate me like Wes does then that'll just even things out. All you gotta do is jump on the 'Brett is a shit-bag' bandwagon and everything will be okay. Well, ya know what, fine. Just remember, I'm the one that went looking for that asshole in the first place. Because I wanted my big brother back. If I'd known all I'd end up doing is losing my big sister in the process, I'd have said 'fuck it, it ain't worth it.'"
He shrugged, defeated.
"But it's too late. I can't go back and un-look for him. So, Wes wins and I lose. Big surprise. I'll just have to get used to not having a big sister anymore, won't I? Because, clearly, you're not interested."
As much as his words hurt, she did her best to stand strong and keep focused on the main issue here, which was the baby he refused to acknowledge. "All you have to do is take one little test, Brett." she said, taking a deep swallow as she tried to be the adult here. It would have been far to easy to swing at him and curse at him. But honestly? Did that ever work with Brett? Obviously not.
"Oh yeah? And how many tests did you ask Bozo to take before you decided it was okay to date him?" he asked, referring to his sister's boyfriend. "Huh? Any?"
She looked at him, confused, "Why would that have anything to do with me? And if you must know, we dated months before I even knew about his involvement with Kate."
"Oh, I don't know, maybe because everyone--including you--has been all over my ass to prove I ain't the daddy but you've been running around playing Mistress Leeza with a guy who has just as much of a chance of being the baby-daddy as I do. But have you been all over him to get tested?" he asked pointedly. "Hell-fuckin-no! That has everything to do with you. Because you're a hypocrite. You kick me out of your house and refuse to talk to me unless I take a paternity test, but he doesn't do it and you 'love-him-long-time.'"
"What the fuck is wrong with you??" she demanded as she stared at him, "I mean, seriously... everything is about you pining this shit on someone else! Just man up already and TAKE THE FUCKING TEST!" Jenn was certain Sean wasn't the father... he couldn't be. He'd told her he didn't sleep with Kate until the night before she supposedly found out she was pregnant. So how was that even possible?
Fuming over the entire argument, Jenn roughly moved her hair out of her face, "Just get out. Alright?? GET OUT. I can't be in the middle anymore. So just stay away from me. Stay away from Sean. As long as you're not fucking my life up, I don't care what the hell you do."
"Fine. If that's the way you want it, fine, that's the way you'll get it," Brett said, taking a step away from his sister and toward the bedroom door. "I'm gone. We're done. I don't exist anymore. You don't have a little brother anymore and I don't have a big sister. If that's the way you want it, then fine. You win. As far you're concerned, I'm as good as dead. That what you want?"
Jenn was torn, as usual. Why did her brother always have to spit out ultimatums to her? He knew exactly how to get to her and she was about tired of it by now.
Reaching up to move her hair out of her face a second time, she nodded, "Yea... just go."
Brett was stunned. Okay, he'd pushed it a little far with the "pretend I don't exist" stuff but...but...he'd never in his life thought she'd actually say yes. He glanced over at Evie then Natasha, meeting both of them in the eye as if he were pleading with one of them--hell, both of them--to intercede on his behalf. They didn't.
"You're serious," he said, looking at his sister like a puppy begging not to be kicked for peeing on the carpet.
Trying to avoid his stare, because she knew damn well what look he was trying to give her at that moment. It was the same one he'd used on her about a thousand times in her life... and she'd mostly given in to them each time. Not now. He needed to realize that he was wrong.
"Brett... I need you to leave so that I can salvage whatever's left of this party thanks to you."
She was really kicking him out. Again.
He nodded.
"Yeah. Okay. Fine. If that's...if that's what you want, fine. I'm gone," Brett said. He turned around, casting a furtive glance over his shoulder at his sister, and left the bedroom, closing the door quietly behind him
There was a silence, a stillness, in the apartment for a few moments before it was broke by the loud thud of Brett punching a hole in the entry way wall before storming out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him this time.
She scooted things around to leave room for whatever else arrived. Looking down at the display, she shook her head, "Evie... was it really necessary to make these desserts?" she called out, her eyes going back and forth from the boob-shaped cupcakes and penis cookies Evie talked her into making. A smaller table stood in the corner, loaded with cups, ice, and bottles of liquor for their themed cocktails for the night - Sex on the Beaches, Blow-Jobs, and Orgasms.
"Yes it was." She said smirking as she looked down to the plate, taking a cookie she bit off the tip just to annoy Jenn. Her food for the evening was no where near as good as Jenn's consisting of mostly finger foods that didn't take long to prepare. She'd tried to keep with the theme making asparagus rolls, the tips just poking out the ends and some penis shaped jello shots. She could see even now, Jenn was still unsure about this. "It's going to be fine, you're going to have *so* much fun I promise." She said offering the tip of the penis cookie for her to have a bite.
Deciding to just suck it up and humor Evelyn for one night, Jenn bit the tip of the cookie that she offered to her, "Oh, I'm ready." she replied, "Let's go do a shot while waiting for everyone to get here."
Tash rang the bell, glancing around the street as she waited for a reply. This was kind of her initiation into the girls so she wanted to make a decent impression, if that involved having to make a fool of herself with a few sex toys then so be it.
She glanced down at her outfit, happy with the choice and then to the bag in her hand filled with wine and assorted nibble type things. True they'd been on offer but they'd been on offer at a really nice store so she figured that she could get away with it.
Evie had a smile on her face as she looked over to the door. "You get the shots ready, I'll grab the door." She said with a smile as she moved over to the front door to grab it. There were still a few more guests to arrive, Tasha, her sister among them. Opening the door up she looked over to Tasha smirking a little as she blocked her entry. "Bring wine and sex related snacks?" She asked, almost teasing her that she'd not be allowed in if the answer was no.
"Ummm." Tash pushed the bag in front of her with a hopeful smile. "There's definitely wine, I guess the bread sticks could be classed as phallic to some people." She shrugged, laughing lightly as she did. "It's surprisingly difficult to find penis shaped food with very little notice."
"Ding dongs, Ho Ho's, Moon Pie's..... Want me to continue the list of cream filled treats you can suck the center out of?" Evie asked smirking as she raised an eyebrow almost daring her too.
Jenn hurried to rescue Tasha from..well...Evie. "Tasha!" She reached out and took her free hand, "Just in time to do a shot! Come on." She tugged her inside, leading her to the table in the living room where Jenn had prepared three Blow-Jobs. She wasn't sure they were ready for that yet but she figured it was now or never. She took the bottle of wine and breadsticks from Natasha's hands and set them down on the table.
"Now... remember, you can't use your hands." Jenn explained as she used her hands to hold back her hair from her face.
Tash had just mentally compiled a note of food stuff that she was never going to be able to eat again when she was ushered to the tabled with the shots on and told she was to drink one hands free.
She'd already decided that she was going to be fun Natasha tonight, up for a laugh and well, this looked like the place it was going to start. Just like being back at university. At the thought of her regular socials, mixers and keg parties a sparkle appeared in her eye. Linking her hands behind her back she quickly lowered her face to the table, securing the top of the shot glass between her teeth before snapping her neck back and feeling the liquid run down her throat. She spat the glass out onto the table before looking to the girls, "What's next?"
Evelyn moved in and over to the table eager to watch both Natasha and Jennifer drink the shots with no hands. It was like being a drunk kid in college again, drinking the cocktails with the strangest sounding names just so you could say them and giggle. Her intention for the night was for everyone to have fun, and with alcohol involved it'd be a lot easier. "Damn girl, what other tricks have you been hiding from us?" She teased before crouching to take her own shot, when done she took hold of the glass placing it on the table. "Next is more shot's... I'm thinking some quick fuck's."
"I think Evie is determined to get us completely trashed." Jenn said, laughing while the doorbell rang again. "You make the shots while I go play hostess. Be back in a few." She excused herself to let Madison and Anna in, each carrying their food donation to the party, one also carrying a jug of Mudslide mixer. "Ya ready for edible panties and vibrating eggs? Come on in. Evie's fixin' drinks in the living room."
The rest of the guests arrived and the demonstrator cleared her throat to get everyone's attention. "I'm gonna start in about five minutes so if everyone would have a seat by then, that would be great."
Jenn quickly returned to the shots waiting for her by Evie and Tasha. "She's a lil.. bossy, don't ya think?" she laughed as she lifted her shot glass to her lips. "Now, what am I drinking here?" she asked Evie.
Evie couldn't help but just smirk as she looked to Jenn and the drink in her hand. "It's something of my own creation..." She said having easily come to a decision as to what to name it. "I call it a Catwoman's Whip."
Jenn rolled her eyes and stared at Evie, though her expression was amused, "Ha, ha, ha. Very funny. Are you ever gonna let me live that down?" she asked, referring to the embarrassing incident of taking Evie's advice that men loved the dominatrix get-ups. They bickered back and forth for a few more moments before the party host announced that it was time to sit and be schooled on all types of sex enhancements available for purchase.
The girls drank, ate, laughed. They passed different sized dildos around the circle, giggling at the various speeds they would have. They tasted edible butters, powders. They even played a game where they had to stand in a circle and pass a double-ended dildo from one guest to the next using nothing but their knees, while music played. It was the host's version of 'musical chairs'. It would have been an insane sight for any bystander - to witness a bunch of buzzing women passing around sexual toys in a playful manner. Some of the girls fell over laughing, while some were more determined to be the last one standing to earn the prize at the end.
With the music loud and laughter and chatter filling the room, no one noticed the door opening and anyone entering the apartment.
"Okay, ladies," Kitty McCandless, the representative and saleswoman from Pleasure Treasures spoke up, interrupting the gathering of ten women as they talked amongst each other, looking over the collection of vibrators, dildos, sensual massage oils, edible intimates, and a variety of other playthings like whips, furry handcuffs, and feather sticks. "Now, as I told our hostesses, Jennifer and Evie, every twenty parties I have do something special for my ladies. And, as this is the twentieth party...."
She ended her sentence there letting the women's imaginations take them where they may. "Well, today, rather than testing out some of our products out on each other's arms or faces, I've arranged for a live specimen, a live man for you to test some of them on." She paused as the girls "oooed" and giggled at the prospect. Now, remember, this is a straight man and we don't want to scare him so the vibrators and dildos are off limits, but you can test anything else you'd like on our gentleman friend. And, yes, I've even asked him to wear one of our cherry flavored thongs this afternoon....for any of you who might be interested in those. So, everyone grab their favorite product and help me move the coffee table out of the way. He's going to need some room."
Once each girl had selected an oil, a whip, a featherstick or set of her favorite colored handcuffs and the table was off in a corner and well out of the way, Kitty reclaimed her seat and picked up the remote to the stereo.
"All right, Officer, I think we're ready," she called out to the person who had entered the apartment unnoticed then quickly changed the music and Def Leppard's "Pour Some Sugar on Me" started pounding out from the speakers.
Dressed in a cop uniform--complete with hat, aviator glasses, belt, and night stick, Brett Ellis sauntered into the room to the beat and moved right to the center of the circle of women. He rotated his hips and undulated his torso in ways that accentuated every muscle in his body as he started to strip down right in front of all of them. The hat came off first, landing in Jen's lap. The nightstick came out, was between his legs where he stroked it several times before it was snatched out of his hand by a red-head. The shirt came off next as he made the rounds to each of the girls giving each of them an opportunity to "test drive" their favorite toy, save one: Jennifer.
While he all but ignored one hostess, he paid special attention to the other: Evie.
Brett gave his sister's best friend her own personal lap dance before planting a searing kiss on her lips then lowered his aviators to wink at her before getting up to move on to the next girl. He could see his sister's face out of the corner of his eye. She was beet red.
The belt was dropped at Natasha's feet. The aviator glasses landed in the school teacher's lap. And when her ripped the pants off the women in the room--who didn't realize the hostess' brother, went wild with shrieks of excitement.
Jenn was beyond mortified. Actually... there really wasn't any words to describe how she felt at that moment - while her brother began ripping his clothes off in front of all of her friends. In front of her. Was this really what he's come to? Was he taking money any way he possibly could? Feeling embarrassed and a little queasy in her stomach, she got up to excuse herself, which was probably best for her and her brother. My God, the girls were eating him up! She shot a glare at Evie, who actually looked like she was enjoying herself! Wow.
Leaving the room, she went to the bathroom with no intention in mind. Either she was going to vomit, or just lock herself in there until she heard the music stop.
Sean had been looking forward to this night all week. He had missed Jenn, but he'd had to spend a few all nighters getting caught up on his studies. He needed to do well on his first few exams, not because he had poor grades but because he didn't want to fall behind so early in the semester. His motivation was getting to spend some quality time with Jenn. Of course it helped that he was fairly certain that he'd be spending the night.
He had stopped by go pick up some chocolate covered strawberries and some flowers, but finally he stood at the door and knocked. He frowned slightly and leaned toward the door. It sounded like someone was having a party. He glanced at his watch to ensure he hadn't arrived at some bizarre hour.
After a good ten minutes, Jenn figured she'd better vacate the bathroom in case someone else needed to use it. By now, she was sure her brother had his clothes back on... or something. She walked down the hallway and noted that music was still blaring and laughter was still erupting from the living room. Using her hand as a shield, she darted straight for the kitchen, running smack dab into Sean. Surprised, her eyes widened, "Sean! What... what are you doing here?" she asked, instantly feeling a little embarrassed that her boyfriend was there and she had a room full of sex toys.
"I have no idea...what I'm doing here..." he looked at his girlfriend genuinely shocked. "I...thought I was coming here to see you," he handed her the flowers and the box of chocolate covered strawberries, "But...I..." Before he could say anything else, the music seemed to change and he glanced into the living room to see Brett's gyrating ass. "What the fuck...is going on here, Jenn!?"
She couldn't recall ever hearing Sean swear like that but something told her it wasn't a good thing that he was swearing right now. His expression was of complete shock and annoyance. Glancing toward the living room, she caught sight of her brother still doing his little show. "Oh... it's just our lil adult party I told you about. Ya know... girl's night?"
Angry, he spun, "THIS is girl's night, Jenn?! You hired a stripper?" Then he became suspicious about where she had been, "Who else is here? And where were you?" He clenched his throat, "Oh my god, were you going to sleep with him?!" He pointed his finger behind him towards the dancing man, "THAT'S why you don't have time for me?"
He was furious but he hesitated a moment for her responses.
Of course, at the worst possible moment, Sean got more than an eyeful of the stripper's ass when one of the attendees--a tiny Latina--bit into Brett's cherry flavored thong and peeled it off with her teeth, tearing it slowly from his body and leaving him completely exposed in front of the entire gathering.
When Sean glanced over his shoulder he saw the fully naked man now standing in Jenn's living room and he lost it. Spinning and rushing into the room, Sean dove over the display table with dildos, vibrators and lube all stacked up neatly. He stepped right into the middle of it as he dove from the table into the now naked man.
He didn't waste any time, he started swinging, "What the hell...you think my girlfriend needs to see your hairy ass?" He reached for the nearest thing he could grab determined to beat the naked man upside the head with whatever it was - the rabbit immediately started vibrating. The sound of the device impacting skin and the constant buzzing was interrupted only by Sean's anger, "There is no reason for you to be here!"
Like all of the other girls in the room, Evelyn's attention was on the guy in the room but unlike the others Evie was observing him from behind the slit between the fingers of her hand. The slit instantly grew wider as the thong was bitten entirely off him revealing his package to the group. There was a wolf whistle from one of the girls and Evie looked over seeing the whistler to be her younger sister Janey. But all that instantly stopped when out of no where she spotted Sean lunging at the guy, tackling him to the ground.
"Sean stop it are you insane?" Evie questioned as she found herself having to pull to her feet in case she needed to move.
"Lube him in the eyes!" One of the girls called out. Once more Evie found herself glaring at her sister for her comment which really wasn't helping the situation.
Jenn watched as her boyfriend tore out of the kitchen, darting for the center of the party, where her brother was making a complete fool of himself. She hurried inside when she heard a loud crash and women were yelling and gasping. Her eyes widened at the sight of Sean pounding a dildo into the side of Brett's head. "Stop it! My God, what's the matter with you!" She yelled out, trying not to accidently lay her eyes on any part of Brett that could scorch her eyes out. "That's my brother, damn it! Sean!" She grabbed a hold of Sean's shirt and yanked him back long enough to get his attention for a second, "That's Brett!"
Sean paused a moment, but still straddling Brett turned to look at Jenn, "THIS is Brett?!" His fury doubled and he grabbed another dildo from the pile of them on the floor. The intensity of the thwapping increased at least tenfold. He was two handedly knocking Brett upside the head with adult novelty toys. The sound of fleshy apparatuses coming into contact with the solid skull of his nemesis would have been funny had it not been so dead serious.
"I can NOT believe you procreated! Someone should take you to the sausage factory!"
"Dude! What the...what the hell!" Brett cried out as he tried to dodge the bludgeoning plastic and latex penises that crazy-ass kept hitting him with. "Get off me, you pervert!"
All the ladies that had come to the sex toy party were on their feet. A small handful had joined Jenn in trying to pry the attacker off the naked stripper.
"Leave him alone, jerk!" one of them snapped at Sean, slapping him on the back in an attempt to get his attention.
One enterprising girl picked up a large, black dildo from the floor and poked Jenn's boyfriend right in the butt with the thing, hoping--like her friend--to distract him so they could all pry him off the entertainment.
Sean ignored the women, doing a good job of continuing his pummeling of the jack ass that got Kate pregnant and then treated her like the plague. "You like getting women pregnant, making them feel like they are worthless whores and then denying it's yours?" He grabbed a handful of hair and ripped some of it out, "I'll pay for the fucking DNA test you sorry ass bastard!" He shoved a dildo into Brett's face and then stood, "Yeah, you girls defend this asshole....every single one of you are nothing but pussy to him. And then when he fucks up and gets you pregnant he'll act like he didn't have a damn thing to do with it. Ask him if he's seen his little girl since she was born...Go on, ASK HIM! She's six months old and this prick still hasn't manned up."
Sean stepped over Brett and kicked him deliberately in the side, "Go on...get up and shake that worthless prick for the girls...and tell 'em how expendable women are....even your own baby girl who didn't CHOOSE to be yours." He cast a pissed off glance at Jenn as he moved past her, "I can't believe you...you..." He shook his head and made a bee line for the door, Brett's hair clutched in his hand.
Brett checked his nose after the douche-bag finally stopped pummeling him with sex toys and got up off of him. There was a tiny trickle of blood. He glared at his sister's retreating boyfriend as Sean turned and stormed out of the apartment after launching into some lame-ass tirade about what a jerk Brett apparently was. Oh yeah, he recognized him now. He was the dick at the hospital, the one laid up on a gurney with his bloody ass hanging out.
Jumping to his feet, Brett marched after Sean and followed the man right out the door and into the hallway, his dick flopping between his legs as he went after him.
"Hey, glass butt, I think ya forgot something!" Brett called out as he closed in his sister's boyfriend. When Sean turned around to face him, still pissed off as hell, Brett sucker-punched him, clocking the prick right right in the jaw.
Sean took several steps back, the sucker punch catching him off guard. He was so infuriated he bounced back readily enough, "Is that all you got, little boy?" He glanced down to make his point. "At least I take responsibility for where my dick has been." He smirked and nodded, "And you will too when the courts get done with you."
"'Little boy?'" Brett repeated, mockingly and glanced down at his own--more than substantial--manhood. Lindsay Reynolds didn't exactly hire him just for his looks and personality, after all. Even he knew that. He smirked.
"That ain't what Kate called it. She liked to call it 'Monster.' As in, 'I want that Monster inside me. I need that Monster inside me, Brett. Fuck me hard.' And I did. She rode my cock so much she practically had a season pass. And she loved it. Hell, she squealed so loud my ears are still ringing," he taunted. "She even called me her own personal plumber, 'cause I laid more pipe in her apartment than the guys who built the thing."
Laughing like he'd just heard the funniest joke EVER, Sean shook his head, "Is that what she told you?" He laughed, "Well if nothing else you're good to keep around for a good laugh." He looked over Brett's shoulder, "You hear that girls? This is the man you're all panting over..."
He cut his eyes back to Brett, "Kate was always kind." He laughed again clearly amused by the entire idea that Kate would have referred to any man's manhood as a monster.
Jenn finally tore through the small crowd that was spreading from her apartment to the hallway. "Excuse me!" she called out as she shoved past everyone. Managing to get through, she heard the last words exchanged between the two guys. "That is enough! My God! What the hell is wrong with you two??" She turned to Brett, "Get back inside and put some clothes on for fuck's sake." Turning back to Sean, she honestly couldn't find any words. When did this person standing in front of her emerge from her boyfriend? Since when was the man she found to be the sweetest, most considerate person in the world... become someone so hateful and nasty? The words he spoke inside! Jenn had never...ever...heard him talk that way.
"Party's over. Everyone back inside, please." She ordered everyone that stood behind her. Not giving Brett any more of her attention, she continued to stare at Sean. "Do you wanna explain to me what just happened in there?"
"Little dick syndrome," Brett piped in, ignoring his sister's order to go back inside and get dressed. He didn't give a shit that he was buck-ass naked in the middle of a very public, residential hallway. He was comfortable in his skin. He knew what he had and he knew chicks liked it. Hell, the shouts of glee from the women when one of them had tugged his underwear off with her teeth was more than enough proof of that. He was still smirking proudly.
"Apparently your boyfriend here doesn't like that I rocked his friend's world...over...and over...and over...and over...."
"Asshole! Will you go!?" Jenn demanded as she gave Brett a shove back inside her apartment. "Evie! Make him put some clothes on!" She then closed her apartment door so that she and Sean could now talk in private.
"That's an interesting question, I was just going to ask you the same thing, Jenn," the expression on his face was still angry but now there was something else...hurt. "I can't believe you would do this...If you wanted to end things, Jenn, all you had to do was tell me. You didn't have to..." he motioned back inside to the party. "You didn't have to go to so much trouble."
She shifted her weight as she crossed her arms across her chest, "And what's that supposed to mean?" she asked, not caring for the way he was making this out to be her fault. "All I did was have a little party with my friends... which by the way, you knew about. I don't even know why you're here to begin with." She stood quietly for a moment, still taking everything in. "I can't...I can't believe you acted like that, Sean. I thought you were better than that."
"I did not know about THIS," Sean insisted. He clenched his jaw, "I thought this was our night, you know we get together every Thursday night, right? I come over, we go to dinner maybe a movie or something." He looked at her like her head had just done a complete revolution on her shoulders.
"Sean... I told you about this party a week ago. Evie wanted to have it, I told her we could have it at my place. How is this my fault you forgot?"
He shook his head, "Yeah, stupid me. I forgot." He rolled his eyes slightly. "I'll let you get back to your little soiree in there..." He glanced at her, "I know you've got girls who want to be 'pleased'." His eyes widened all dramatic like, "Certainly don't want to disappoint them." He moved past her, determined not to say anything else. They were done...and he was kicking himself for not seeing this one coming.
"Wait... wait. What are you saying?" she asked, reaching out for him arm as he tried to move past her to leave. "Look, I am sorry you forgot I was having a girls night tonight. But what does that have to do with the way you just acted in there? Huh? Sean....you pounded my brother's face in with a dildo."
"And? He continued to taunt me out into the hallway," he waved off her concern about the physical altercation with her brother. "And you're missing the whole point, Jenn. How would you feel if this little situation were reversed and I was having a 'boys night' and Kate came over and was stripping for the guys?" He studied her face, "All I kept saying to you was 'what just happened in there?' You know what that should tell you? That I didn't really know you that well after all."
She couldn't believe this! If anyone should be mad... it should be HER! "That is NOT the same thing and you know it!" she responded back to his comment about Kate. "That was my brother, not an ex boyfriend. I didn't even know he was coming. I never asked for or hired a male entertainer. I was just as surprised as you were. But don't stand there and turn this whole thing around on me. I'm not the one who won't fuckin resolve my feelings for my ex girlfriend."
"The fact that it's your BROTHER dancing naked in your living room doesn't somehow make it worse for you?" Sean clenched his jaw. "This has nothing to do with any unresolved feelings for Kate. It has everything to do with the fact that not only does Brett disregard his responsibilities but you not only support him in so doing you actually ENCOURAGE it!"
Staring at him with a stunned expression, she shook her head, desperately trying to fight back the sting in her eyes, "This is all about her and you know it." she finally said, "Sure a part of you was mad with jealousy when you first laid into Brett but....it wasn't until I told you who he was that you really gave it to him." She reached up and pushed her hair out of her face in an attempt to buy her a minute to gather her next words. "You still love her, or what? You wanna be with her? Do you wanna fucking be Mr. Stepdaddy? Because you CAN! Don't let ME stop you, Sean!"
"Is that how you feel, Jenn?" he stared at her. He sort of pursed his lips in an attempt to bite back saying something he'd regret. He nodded once and held up his hand, "Look, I'm not going to stand out here in the hallway and have this conversation with you right now. It's obvious we're both not thinking clearly and we'll end up saying something we don't mean if we continue...so I'm just going to go."
He moved to step around her, his shoulders weighing heavy but he couldn't bring himself to look at her. "Your girls and Brett are waiting..."
He was going to leave? Like that? Oh no, he wasn't. She grabbed his arm again, this time keeping a firm hold on it. "Damn it, would you just stop already? When are we gonna talk about this? Obviously it's a subject we really need to lay out there on the table. Because this isn't about my dumb ass brother. This is about you... and how you're not over your ex. Did you even hear yourself in there? The things you said?"
He yanked his arm out of her hand and stared at her, "This is NOT about me or Kate. It's about your ass hole of a brother and the fact that you don't seem the slightest bit bothered by the fact that he's in there parading around like some peacock in front of YOUR friends while Kate was left to raise HIS baby on her own. It's irresponsible, Jenn, and you seem perfectly okay with that."
"My other brother is perfectly fine taking care of that baby. So you just mind your own business when it comes to Kate." she responded, shaking her head, "No one is gonna tell Brett what to do. He's not gonna listen to anyone. So what will you have me do? Disown him? Not talk to him? His irresponsibility have nothing to do with me!"
"Mind my own business?! Is that right? Do you always look the other way when someone you care about as a friend is wronged, Jenn? Or is it just special in this case since the one wronged is Kate and the one who wronged her is your brother?" he shook his head.
"Whatever it takes to allow you to sleep at night, Jenn."
"You're acting like I'm supposed to be BFF with her or something! I don't even know her, Sean. I'm sorry she got knocked up by my stupid brother and broke your heart in the process. This is all my fault!" she yelled sarcastically. "I suppose I should pay for BOTH of their mistakes."
"Why not? Your gay brother is," Sean spat back before he even thought about it. "Seems everyone in the family comes along to protect little Mr. my mini-me is bigger than yours...but they don't ever hold him accountable for his behavior. Hell no that would be way too much to ask wouldn't it? Better yet...let's let him prance around the living room naked for our friends."
Sean mimicked a prancing Brett then got a panicked look on his face, "Oh my god, you better get back in there...before he impregnates someone else only to leave them high and dry!"
She couldn't believe the words and actions of her boyfriend, Sean. She was beginning to wonder if he was the same man she'd been dating for half a year. Taking a step closer to him, she jabbed her finger into his chest, "You leave Wes outta this. You know nothing about him!" she said, surprising herself that she came to Wes's defense faster than Brett's, which was the norm for her any other time. "It's funny how easy it is for you to call names and talk about everyone else... and here you are - being the ass of the year!"
"I wasn't saying anything negative about Wes! Your gay brother is more of a man than your straight brother," he rolled his eyes.
"I may be an ass but at least I'm not a dick," he fired back. "Seriously, are you finished? Cause I've got things I can go do...and the last thing I really want to do is stand here and argue with you about your brothers."
"Well good! Cuz I wanna talk about something far more important here." she demanded, "Like Kate. Are you gonna be honest with me about your feelings or not? Because after all that's just happened, I'm pretty damn sure there's something there."
"If you're so sure then why are we still standing here, Jenn?" Sean rolled his eyes. "I'm leaving. I'm done, Jenn...I'm done. I can't do this anymore."
With that he turned and walked towards the exit of the building.
Jenn felt like the floor was opening up below her, getting ready to just swallow her up. Was he... did he just...? A mixture of emotions ran through her, that of hurt and anger. "Fine... go then!" she called out to him as he walked away. "I guess that's that! Have a good life!" Before she could yell out anything else, Sean was gone. And Jenn was left with a soaked face and the embarrassment of walking back into her apartment alone.
Jenn walked back into her apartment - only because she had to. She really didn't feel like facing all these people when she was upset as she was. Sean just left and she had a bad feeling about it, like she wouldn't be seeing him again.
Stepping inside, she noticed that the music was now off and there was only the light chatter coming from the living room, probably her guests softly so that she couldn't tell they were talking about her. She wasn't an idiot. Of course they were talking about her...and her crazy ass boyfriend.
She walked into the living room and looked for Evie and Natasha, made eye contact with them, then motioned for them to follow her into the bedroom. Once the three were inside closed doors, she broke down. "I think we just broke up."
Tash frowned, putting the wine glass onto one of the dressers before moving to Jenn and quickly pulling her into an embrace. She rubbed Jenn's back lightly as she looked to Evie, hoping she was going to bring the insight or words of wisdom that she was unable to find herself at that moment in time.
She looked up at both of her friends, moving her eyes from one to the other, "I just don't get it. He... he's acting like this was my idea to have Brett here ripping his clothes off! What kind of sicko does he think I am!"
Evelyn rubbed Jenn's back gently in an attempt to assure her that she was there for her just like she was there for her own friends when they needed her. "Hey look at me." Evie said shifting Jennifer's head to ensure she had her attention. "None of this is your fault. You can't be held for your brother's actions especially when it's Brett.... It's like being held accountable for a tornado hitting your house. He is a grown idiot -" She quickly realized she'd said the wrong word and edited herself. " -adult."
Jenn looked up at Evie, "You think so? I mean..." she reached up and wiped the tears from under her eyes, "Sean just overreacted, right? He's gonna call me later, right?"
"Of course he is." Tash jumped in with a decisive nod. "And he's going to apologise for being a total idiot and causing a scene back then." She managed a soft smile, "In fact he's probably out now buying a bunch of flowers or something in a man attempt at saying sorry."
All Evie could think was that he'd better be out buying flowers, or a damn florist after how he'd acted. But despite her current disdain for the guy, she couldn't let Jenn know just yet. "Sean is upset with Brett and taking it out on you. Tonight is about having fun remember? Girls night, being stupid, and he knew that. You can't let him get to you. I know it hurts sweetie, but that's what Tash and I are here, and we're going to stay here as long as you need. Even if it's two days strait eating chocolate and watching DVD's in our PJ's...." She looked to Tash a moment smirking. "You can teach by skype." She teased
She reached up and wiped her face dry, feeling the pain slightly cease with her friends' words. "God, I am so embarrassed right now. Those people out there probably think I'm dating a psycho." she sniffed, then began straightening her clothes in determination to go out and face what was left of the party. "Where did Brett go? Tell me he left....please tell me he left..."
"I haven't seen him for a while actually." Tash told her, grabbing a tissue from the night stand and handing it to Jenn. "If he has any sense at all he'd have got the hell out pretty much as soon as Sean left." She paused, looking between the other girls in the room with a small smile, "He does have that much sense right..?"
Nope, Natasha, he didn't.
As if on cue, Brett burst through the closed door and into his sister's bedroom. He had his pants and hat back on but the shirt was draped over one arm and the shoes and belt dangled from the fingers of the same hand. "What the hell was that shit?!" he demanded, glaring down at his distraught sister, holding her responsible.
"Boy, don't stand there and act surprised that you got your ass beat... again. I'm beginning to wonder if this is a regular thing for you." Jenn said, stuffing the tissue inside her jean pocket and getting to her feet, "Really, Brett, you need to leave. I never asked you here in the first place. And now that you've, of course, caused trouble, you can now leave."
"I caused trouble?" Brett echoed her, accompanying it with an incredulous look. "All I did was show up for a job and do what I was paid to do," he countered. He was, of course, leaving out the part where he knew whose apartment it was before he'd stepped inside. "And, last I checked, I was doing a pretty damn good job based on the way those girls were eating me up like a pint of Haagen Daaz. I didn't start the damn fight, your jackass boyfriend did."
"Yea, well... my jackass boyfriend didn't care for the way you knocked up Kate and left her to deal with it all on her own!" she yelled back, balling her fists up as if she could hit him at any moment. "God, Brett... don't you know your actions affect other people? You think you're just so damn invincible? You're so carefree and irresponsible!"
"I didn't knock up Kate!"
His voice raised as he took an angry step toward his sister. He was tired of getting blamed and treated like a shithead for something he didn't even do. But just because Kate said it was his and because Wes believed her and because what Wes believed was automatically law, Brett was saddled with the blame anyway.
"Yeah, I slept with her. So what? So did you boyfriend! Right after I did. How do you know it's not his?!?"
She didn't consider the possibility that it could be Sean's because everyone said it wasn't. Wes told her that Kate knew for sure that it could only be Brett's. Shaking her head, she stared at her younger brother, "Fine! Take a paternity test then! If you're sooo damn sure, take it! Prove to everyone how right you really are, Brett."
He scoffed at her suggestion. Isn't that what her jackass boyfriend was determined to do anyway? Isn't that why the jerk had pulled out a tuft of Brett's hair and stormed off?
"I don't have to prove shit to anyone," he answered with disdain. "I know that kid ain't mine. That's good enough for me. And if you were really my sister, my word is all you need. You'd believe me and not some girl you've met like once, a girl you only believe because Wes, who deliberately didn't speak to you for over ten years, says you should!"
She really wanted to hit him now. Like really. She was getting a little tired of this game of his. Everyone else was wrong. Everyone else had it out for him. Brett was never to blame. Well, he could kiss her ass.
"Ya know what? I'd take Wes' word over yours any fuckin' day of the week."
"Of course you would! Because Wes is gay and Dad kicked him out of the house. So you have to believe Wes, because if you don't, that means you're siding with Dad. At least as far as Wes is concerned," he argued. "God! Why are you so obsessed with getting his approval? He throws what Dad did to him in our faces like it's our fault Dad kicked him out! And then he marches around acting like he shits gold all because Dad threw him out of the house when he was fifteen."
He stood only a few inches from his sister by now, glaring down at her.
"Wes hates me because Dad didn't. He hates me because Dad loves me and won't even look at him. And you...you act like if you hate me like Wes does then that'll just even things out. All you gotta do is jump on the 'Brett is a shit-bag' bandwagon and everything will be okay. Well, ya know what, fine. Just remember, I'm the one that went looking for that asshole in the first place. Because I wanted my big brother back. If I'd known all I'd end up doing is losing my big sister in the process, I'd have said 'fuck it, it ain't worth it.'"
He shrugged, defeated.
"But it's too late. I can't go back and un-look for him. So, Wes wins and I lose. Big surprise. I'll just have to get used to not having a big sister anymore, won't I? Because, clearly, you're not interested."
As much as his words hurt, she did her best to stand strong and keep focused on the main issue here, which was the baby he refused to acknowledge. "All you have to do is take one little test, Brett." she said, taking a deep swallow as she tried to be the adult here. It would have been far to easy to swing at him and curse at him. But honestly? Did that ever work with Brett? Obviously not.
"Oh yeah? And how many tests did you ask Bozo to take before you decided it was okay to date him?" he asked, referring to his sister's boyfriend. "Huh? Any?"
She looked at him, confused, "Why would that have anything to do with me? And if you must know, we dated months before I even knew about his involvement with Kate."
"Oh, I don't know, maybe because everyone--including you--has been all over my ass to prove I ain't the daddy but you've been running around playing Mistress Leeza with a guy who has just as much of a chance of being the baby-daddy as I do. But have you been all over him to get tested?" he asked pointedly. "Hell-fuckin-no! That has everything to do with you. Because you're a hypocrite. You kick me out of your house and refuse to talk to me unless I take a paternity test, but he doesn't do it and you 'love-him-long-time.'"
"What the fuck is wrong with you??" she demanded as she stared at him, "I mean, seriously... everything is about you pining this shit on someone else! Just man up already and TAKE THE FUCKING TEST!" Jenn was certain Sean wasn't the father... he couldn't be. He'd told her he didn't sleep with Kate until the night before she supposedly found out she was pregnant. So how was that even possible?
Fuming over the entire argument, Jenn roughly moved her hair out of her face, "Just get out. Alright?? GET OUT. I can't be in the middle anymore. So just stay away from me. Stay away from Sean. As long as you're not fucking my life up, I don't care what the hell you do."
"Fine. If that's the way you want it, fine, that's the way you'll get it," Brett said, taking a step away from his sister and toward the bedroom door. "I'm gone. We're done. I don't exist anymore. You don't have a little brother anymore and I don't have a big sister. If that's the way you want it, then fine. You win. As far you're concerned, I'm as good as dead. That what you want?"
Jenn was torn, as usual. Why did her brother always have to spit out ultimatums to her? He knew exactly how to get to her and she was about tired of it by now.
Reaching up to move her hair out of her face a second time, she nodded, "Yea... just go."
Brett was stunned. Okay, he'd pushed it a little far with the "pretend I don't exist" stuff but...but...he'd never in his life thought she'd actually say yes. He glanced over at Evie then Natasha, meeting both of them in the eye as if he were pleading with one of them--hell, both of them--to intercede on his behalf. They didn't.
"You're serious," he said, looking at his sister like a puppy begging not to be kicked for peeing on the carpet.
Trying to avoid his stare, because she knew damn well what look he was trying to give her at that moment. It was the same one he'd used on her about a thousand times in her life... and she'd mostly given in to them each time. Not now. He needed to realize that he was wrong.
"Brett... I need you to leave so that I can salvage whatever's left of this party thanks to you."
She was really kicking him out. Again.
He nodded.
"Yeah. Okay. Fine. If that's...if that's what you want, fine. I'm gone," Brett said. He turned around, casting a furtive glance over his shoulder at his sister, and left the bedroom, closing the door quietly behind him
There was a silence, a stillness, in the apartment for a few moments before it was broke by the loud thud of Brett punching a hole in the entry way wall before storming out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him this time.
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