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The Hidden Affair. . ((Jelly X Atom))

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AtomSmasher

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The man was dripping sweat after practice. Coach had not been pleased with them losing last week. Even though it was all his fault, the team got blamed. Fact of the matter was, he choked. The school stilll seemed to be behind him, as he was the Star Quarterback, but he choked and threw an interception downfield in the final seconds of the game. They had been upset, though they had to lose sometime. The coach had made them run laps, stairs, do pushups and just work themselves into exhaustion. He had just gotten through with a shower and changing out of his clothes when he came out by the cheerleader's practice.

Fact: Tommy Truville was dating the head cheerleader. Fact: Tommy Truville was the Star Quarterback, so it was only fair everyone thought he was fucking the Head Cheerleader. Fiction: Tommy was fucking the head cheerleader. She never got drunk, she never put out, and they had been together for four years. He was sure, also, that she was cheating on him. What a bitch. He moved toward the fence and she gave a little wave to him. He smiled at her and watched one of the new cheerleaders do flips and run through the routine.

As a matter of timing, another player came up. Tommy looked at him and looked back on the field. "Who is that?" He asked the player, Tommy's blond hair beaded with sweat. It was short, due to the football season, and he was about 6'3, tall for the football team. This one at least. He had arms, and he had a little pudge on him, though in all reality, he knew it was only temporary. Even then, no one could see it. . .
 
Today was the first day of practice after she had been approved to be on the team and her heart was beating. She had been in Gymnastics for the last few years but decided that she'd like to change. So she was flexible and was able to balance herself up in the air as they held her up. Her right hand grasping her right foot and lifting it into the air as two other girls did the same and her legs moved a bit until she moved and dropped her legs as she kicked herself up and thankfully was landed. Though when she was set down she grunted as she had tripped a bit. She was still getting a hang of it and she sighed, brushing her hair back.

Addisons eyes traveled up to see the Head Cheerleader smiling and waving to one of the Football players, who she assumed was the Quarterback. It was often true that the Quarterback was 'schtooping' the HC as she was known. And she wasn't surprised if they were boyfriend and girlfriend. She didn't stay in the 'know' about who was dating who. She didn't really care as she was more in focus on her school work and now on her new position on the Cheer team.

Addison was a young girl, standing at 5'8'', her hair a dark chocolate brown which accentuated her deep sea green eyes. Her skin was lightly tanned, smooth with a few freckles upon her skin. Her body was thin, though she wasn't like a stick as most of the girls were. She was a little chubby and she didn't care, though she kept herself in shape as best as she could. Though looking to the Quarterback, she watched him for a moment and turned her head incase he looked her way which she doubted as they began to practice their cheer.

Tommy's co-player on the team cocked his brow and he smiled softly. "New girl, Addison Dimare. Well, new to the team. She goes to school here, you should know that." He said and punched his arm as he smiled and turned his head to look at the other girls practicing.
 
The quarterback laughed a bit, though his laugh was hollow. Why should he know who she was? She was an underclassman, she was a new cheerleader, and his girlfriend was the head cheerleader. Something about that combination of things, did not foretell him knowing her. He looked over at the girlfriend and smiled before getting off the fence and going in to the field. The Coach knew who he was, who at the school didn't?

There was a party that night. After the game. A game that they had to win. All Tommy wanted was some quick stress relief in the form of a blowjob, but his girlfriend wouldn't give him the luxury. He already knew she wasn't going to the party, she was going over to fuck some guy, and leave him alone. But that was fine, he knew how to get under her skin. As he approached, she laid a kiss right on his cheek and smiled. "Hey babe!" He voice was peppy, it showed happiness. What a fucking fake. The man smiled back. "Party tonight?" He asked her with a smile.

Every time it was always the same damn thing. He had actually gotten into this relationship loving her, but now, she was doing nothing more than using him. She frowned and before she said anything, Tommy cut her off. "Homework? Another party? Getting a manicure?" He had heard all the excuses. He didn't care anymore. With that, he made his way toward Addison and smiled. He knew full well his girlfriend was in the back of him. As he got to her he held his hand out. "Tommy Truville." He said in a matter of fact, tone of voice. "Would you like to accompany me to a party tonight after the game?"
 
Though through the practices she managed to look up slowly and she breathed in as she saw Tommy walking towards them? She had an eerie feeling.. towards her? Though she shook her head, she was a lowly classman and he the QB. Though after the tiring hour of practicing it was called to an end, her face covered in light beads of sweat from working out in the hot sun. Though she stopped as she saw a body standing in front of her and her eyes slowly traveled up the frame to see Tommy. She cocked her brow as his hand slowly extended forward. "Yeah, I know." She answered before she took hold of his hand and squeezed as she gave a firm shake.

Though hearing the question took her back a bit and her brow once more remained cocked. "Why don't you go ask your girlfriend?" She asked, she wasn't trying to be rude but she knew either he was doing this to just.. fuck with her. Or he truly was asking her, which was way out of line for a Quarterback to do. Though she saw the glare in his girlfriends eyes as he was over talking to Addison and she swallowed as her heart pounded in her chest. "Sure..." She said and bit her bottom lip before she stepped back. "See you tonight." She said as she turned around and followed the other cheerleaders in.
 
With a sneer the man smiled. She had said yes, and though maybe it was to get back at his girlfriend, he was not planning on doing anything. He wasn't planning on getting drunk and fucking her, he just wanted the head cheerleader to get jealous and maybe pull some weight around. He knew she would get back at him by fucking the whole football team. Fine. If that was the game she wanted to play, they would play that game. The man watched the curvaceous female walk back into the locker room, and much to his surprise, his other player was watching him with wide eyes.

Quickly, he moved from his spot to get ready for the party. The other player had nothing for him and he didn't care. He moved slowly along the side of the field, toward his car, and he got in. He had to get ready for the game. He almost forgot there was actually a game tonight. He would make sure they won, make the party that much sweeter, and if and when he saw his girlfriend at that party, he would dump her for being a lying bitch. He made his way home, killing a few hours before the party and the game.

A couple of hours later, it was nearing time for the game. He was in the locker room, pulling on his jersey and helmet, leaving the mouthpiece dangling from the helmet. He moved to say some things to his team before they left the huddle and made their way into the bright lights of the stadium, the announcer saying his name with intensity. "Aaaaannnnnnnddddddddd, leading the charge for your Southside Lions. . .Tommy Truuuuuuuuuuuuuuviiiiiilllllllllllllleeeeeeeee" He yelled as Tommy jogged onto the field, hand raised.
 
The next few hours had passed until the game and the cheerteam was at the field all ready before the team had shown up. But now the stands were full to the brim and the announcer began to announce Tommy's name as he lead his team out. The whole school screaming and cheering as he came running out. She cheered and clapped her pom poms together just as the game began to start. Though still Addison was still quite confused on why he was asking her out and the HC was glaring at her the entire time as they did their stunts and their cheers.

Though after a little while into the game they quieted down and sat down on the side line as she watched the game. Or more so she watched him, he was a great player. One of the best players on the team and her heart fluttered. But continued to remind herself not to get too ahead of herself. He might just be using you, or he just might be doing this to.. make you hurt and feel bad like a lot of the other students did.
 
Everything the man did was done to perfection. Something he pride himself on. Every pass, every snap, every dropback. He knew he was the best at what he did. Further more, the man was a showboat. It was at a point in the game where they were simply just destroying the other team. The HC had tried to distance herself from Addison, trying to make a statement, but Tommy knew how feeble she could be. He dropped back, pumpfaked and threw a beautiful spiral into the awaiting hands of his best receiver, then looked to the sidelines, found Addison and pointed at her. That one was for her. The crowd roared and the HC was fuming. What a good day.

When it was all said and done, they crushed their rivals. Tommy ran over to the girls. He hugged his girlfriend and walked over to Addison. "Ready?" He said with a smile. His helmet was balancing ontop of his head, but it was off his face for the most part. Too bad about the HC being busy. He thought to himself as he hooked arms with Addison and headed off, not bothering to change or do any post game stuff. . .
 
It seemed through the entire game the crowd was screaming, cheering and roaring for them. Though her face flushed, growing red as she saw him pointing at her after one of his teammates caught the ball for one of their touchdowns. She looked over and the HC was indeed fuming, her eyes narrowed and she was one pissed cheerleader and that almost made Addison scared though. The game ended and the girls got their things together, getting ready to leave. She seemed quite pissed to not even return his hug and she watched before she nodded her head.

"One second!" She said and held her finger up as she grabbed her bag from the sideline and she ran into the girls locker room and tossed her uniform off along with her shoes. Pulling on a white spaghetti strap and a nice mini skirt. One that hung down to a few inches above he knees with her hair let down finally. She walked out with her bag in hand and she smiled, "Ready." She said and hooked arms with him as they headed off, setting her bags into her car.
 
Yep. She was pissed. He moved quickly to the car and stripped off his jersey and pads and put on a nice button up dress shirt. Then he proceeded to take his pants and cup off and put on a pair of slacks. Instead of his cleats, nice black, leather dress shoes. He was ready. He started his car up and listened to it purr. Sure, it was a nice car, but everyone else's car was way nicer. Including the HC and alot of his buddies. As he pulled in front of a mansion-like house, he looked at her. He wondered if she was planning on getting drunk or something along the lines. "Well. . ." He said softly. "We are here."

As he opened the door, he looked around. She was the only cheerleader here, or so he thought. He grabbed her hand and walked her inside, "Drink?" He asked her, before settling down. "So. . . have a boyfriend?" He asked her before the host decided he wanted to play truth or dare. . .
 
Though with her being pissed, that was his own problem and she looked up as they arrived at the party and she felt his hand take hold of hers. She followed him into the house and she sat down onto the couch as she heard his question, "Yeah." She nodded her head, "Whatever you're drinking." She said just as she saw some people looking at her... oddly. Some asking why she was here, even though she was a cheerleader now.

Her eyes traveled up to him and she cocked her brow, "Nope, no boyfriend." She shook her head slowly, why would she have a boyfriend? And why did he care? She wasn't popular though she pushed the thought aside as a group of people began to play truth-or-dare in the group of seats that they were sitting down in.
 
The host looked around, and caught eyes with Addison. He smiled slowly. "Why don't you start us off." Everyone was playing, there was almost no way out of not playing. The drinks were all from the Spodie, all with Everclear and other various booze. Tommy drank, ate, and was having a great time, that was, until he decided to pick on Addison. He opened his moujth to say something but was cut off by the tapping on his shoulder of one of the other football players. From then, he knew not to say anything and let events unfold.

He waited patiently for Addison to get them started. Hopefully she would choose someone other than he. He didn't know her, he just knew that she was new to the cheer squad. What if she was a nympho? Well, that wouldn't be so bad actually. . .
 
She opened her mouth and she blushed lightly, "Okay well.." She said and glanced around and looked up to the host and she cocked her brow. "Hmm all right. You, truth or dare?" She asked him and he smiled, saying truth and she sat back as she crissed-crossed her legs. "All right. What's your favorite fucking position?" She asked and some gasped a bit and she smiled. "Mines doggy style, so what's yours?" She asked, some whispering and some seemed surprised that she had even.. had sex. Of course she had, she may be a nerd/loner but that didn't mean she didn't get any.

She cocked her brow a smirk upon her face and she knew that no one could get out of it, so why not ask embarrassing questions. It was her turn to pick on people here.
 
The host was almost taken aback, and decided he wanted revenge. He looked at her and said those fateful words. "Truth or dare." He smiled at Addison, no matter her answer, he would try and embarass her. . .or get her to fuck Tommy. Either way, it would be good. Dare, now that was an answer he was praying for. He didn't know how many girls he had gotten drunk and gotten a sextape from them, he was ruthless. Hopefully Addison would be another addition to his ever growing collection. As the room grew silent and watched her, Tommy swallowed hard. He knew what was coming up. . .
 
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