Close to two a.m., my phone finally rang, it had to have been Mandy. It was about time she called, I had spent the past three hours wondering where she was. I tried calling and I tried texting her, but I didn't get a response all night.
Mandy wanted to go out and meet the coworkers for drinks. We lived together and worked at the same restaurant, her in the front of house as a server, me in the back as a cook. I didn't feel like going out tonight, I see these people often enough. I was committed to staying home, I just wanted to hang out with her. We didn't really fight about it, but she committed to going out and left for the night without me.
She was a sweet girl and it wasn't her nature to ignore my calls and texts, but she must have wanted to teach me a lesson. She responded to my first text, at around ten p.m., saying If you wanted to talk to me you could have come out, and that was the last I heard from her. She had a point, but I didn't think it was fair for her to not at least tell me when she would be home. Especially after around midnight, when I was texting with a coworker who was out with the group tonight and said everyone had cleared out. When I had asked him about Mandy, he avoided the conversation.
I grabbed my phone that was ringing and the caller ID showed the name Roy. Now what the hell was he doing calling me this late? Or at all?
I didn't want to talk to him. Ever. But, Mandy was friends with Roy, he might have been out with the group tonight too, so I answered the call. I wanted to sound relaxed, like I hadn't spent the entire night not knowing where my girlfriend was, worried she was hanging with him, but when I answered, "Hey." it just sounded pathetic.
"Hey." was all he said in a whisper.
If Mandy was hanging with him and that would explain why she didn't call, she knew I didn't like Roy and that it would upset me.
"I know you're probably worried. Mandy's fine, she's with me." Roy continued whispering. "She's in the bathroom right now."
Roy and I used to be friends, but I didn't like how friendly he was with my girlfriend. He would drunk-dial her late at night frequently. He was always flirting with her, even when I was around, and he and I always fought.
The three of us were at a bar with the co-workers once, when he was sitting next to Mandy and flailing his arms while telling a story. Someone had accused him of accidentally touching Mandy's breast, Roy denied it, but when the accusation continued, he pinched Mandy's nipple, saying "Well, if I'm going to get in trouble for it!" Everyone but me laughed, Mandy most of all.
Another time, when just the three of us were hanging out at her place (she and I were alone before she invited him over), Mandy had told him, "Kiss my ass!" and Roy immediately kissed his right palm and smacked her very hard on the ass. Right in front of me. She was wearing a thin pair of yoga pants and the smack made a very loud slapping sound. The two of them just laughed while I stood their pouting, half-erect and jealous, wanting to spank her bottom right then too.
I didn't like Mandy being friends with Roy, but she liked him. I knew they had slept together, right before she and I started dating, she had told me all about it. I guess I felt like her second choice and was always suspicious she was cheating on me with him. It soured my relationship with Roy and we quickly became rivals.
I felt confused, I had enjoyed Roy's friendship, but he seemed to hate me now. Even more perplexing: when Mandy and I were having sex, I wouldn't cum, or even keep an erection, unless I thought of those moments when Roy smacked Mandy's ass and pinched her tit. It would excite me to think of what it must have been like when Roy fucked Mandy, in those days before she started dating me.
Roy was the type of guy that was always dating a new, beautiful woman every week. I knew he didn't care for my Mandy, he was just using her to get back at me. I was upset with Mandy for failing to see Roy's shallowness in an argument once, and frustrated with me, she mentioned that she didn't love him and the only reason she had fucked him was because he had a huge cock and fucked her hard. I was aghast. I couldn't believe she said that, but I was antagonizing her and she confessed later that she felt I was making her feel like a whore. She was just upset with me. For all I knew, Roy had a tiny penis and didn't know the first thing about pleasing a woman.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I growled at him over the phone. Only Roy would say something stupid like that, but I was suspicious of how he knew I didn't know where Mandy was. I concluded it must be because Mandy told him something about how sometimes she's out for the night and doesn't respond to my messages, that's all.
"'The fuck is what I'm going to be doing!" He laughed, still whispering.
"Give her the phone then, let me talk to her!" I demanded, calling his bluff.
"Oh she's busy. She's getting ready." Roy cooly responded, adding "I can leave the phone line open though. I'm looking out for you, bud. I'm letting you know where she is and exactly what she's doing!"
"What are you talking about? What are you doing?!" I had so many questions.
"Shh-shh-shh! I'm putting you on mute now! Bye!"
I kept asking questions and demanding to talk to Mandy, but as I heard shuffling over the phone line along with muffled voices, I realized Roy had put the phone in his pocket and I was on mute. If Mandy really was with him right now, she wouldn't be able to hear me. I listened patiently, fuming. Roy was full of shit, he was probably at home alone and playing another stupid prank on me.
Still, I didn't hang up, I was determined to find out what was going on and if there was any truth to what Roy was saying. After a few minutes, the sound became clear again and I knew he had taken the phone back out. What was he doing?
I listened carefully for Mandy's voice, I could make out everything clearly: I must have been on speakerphone.
"Get on your back." I heard Roy say.
I heard a girl giggle.
My heart started racing. I started taking deep breaths and telling myself a lot of girls could sound like Mandy giggling over the phone.
I heard a shuffling sound and the gingling of metal. I recognized these sounds well enough - someone's pants were coming off.
"They're skintight." I heard the girl laugh out.