*Author's note* When I named the story initially, I was thinking of something that will come along farther down the storyline. However, after having gotten into it more, I've decided that this is a far more fitting title, both because it is less confusing (the comments of the first chapter seemed to indicate that Nick was the one who made the mistake, when that is not at all the case) and because I've expanded the revenge scenario far beyond the way I envisioned it from the beginning. This second chapter is, to a great degree, still setting up for the actual story, but has a great deal more sex in it. I hope everyone enjoys!
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I woke up late on Sunday Morning in my dorm room feeling no more rested than when I laid my head down nearly eight hours earlier. My life felt like it was in total shambles. The woman I loved, that I had decided I wanted to marry, never really existed; or at least if she did, she was not nearly so innocent as I had believed. While I knew she'd slept with a few guys since we broke up, I figured that was just because she was sowing her oats. Had she really been fucking guys behind my back all along? I tried to study for the two finals I hadn't covered the night before, but it just wasn't working. I played video games, listened to music...but I couldn't get it out of my head.
Finally, when I started wondering about how many guys she might have been with while we were together, an idea sprang into my mind. I knew she liked to record her sex sessions, that it wasn't just about me and my "big dick", and figured she probably hadn't deleted the one she made of us after all, so maybe she had recorded more than just me and Bobby. My status as an honor student in Computer Science has afforded me a job maintaining the school network from the beginning of the second semester of my freshman year, thus I knew the administrator password. So I got out my laptop and found the encrypted file containing all student passwords. It was hidden as well as encrypted, supposedly to keep student login information confidential, but I had accidentally stumbled upon the file several weeks ago and decided to see just how good the encryption key was. Turned out to be a relatively simple hack, not that I had ever intended to use it, but all of a sudden it gave me the ideal means to the end I desired. I only needed to wait until Jane logged onto the network and I could get in and find any and everything she had stored.
I set up a notification to tell me when she came online, and 45 minutes later a "Ding!" alerted me to her presence. I was tempted to make a copy of her entire hard drive, but being unsure as to how long she would stay online I decided against it and instead started manually searching through her files. It wasn't too difficult to find her hidden stash; she obviously thought she had it buried in an obscure enough place that if anyone ever did use her computer, which was exceedingly rare, they wouldn't find it, but because I knew what I was looking for, I went straight to the folder with the largest capacity and there it was. "Holy fuck!" I said out loud, to no one in particular. There were 57 video files in that single folder! Briefly scanning to ensure that there weren't any other folders with such data and determining that there weren't, I set about copying the folder to my own external hard drive. It took nearly an hour to complete, and thankfully she stayed on the network long enough to get the whole thing copied. Once finished, I disconnected from her computer and started browsing through the videos. The oldest one was named "Nick," and sure enough, it was, in fact, the recording of our first time. Watching even a little bit of it infuriated me at first, but upon seeing the nostalgic look on my face, I was reminded me of how good that first time had been. That it was the oldest file made me wonder if maybe I had actually been the first that she recorded.
I exited out of that video and perused through the others. The date on the next file was about eight weeks after our recorded encounter. "So she was faithful for two months out of ten," I thought to myself, fuming. I didn't recognize the name, Pierre, but opening it I saw the hulking French guy she had told me was gay giving it to her doggy style. He wasn't that big down below, but she didn't seem to mind; maybe it was the intrigue of cheating that got her off. He lasted less than five minutes, all in that one position, then collapsed on the bed and was snoring before she could so much as get her clothes on.
The next video was only a week later, with some guy named Carter. As soon as I opened the file, I could tell it was a different format; it looked like she used her phone for this one. I could see the edge of her purse at the top of the shot, part of what appeared to be a table on the bottom, and...HOLY SHIT!! THAT'S DR. CARTER!!! Dr. Carter was our sophomore physics professor. Jane appeared to be asking questions about the final exam study sheet, but was very obviously displaying her goods for him to get an eyeful . After getting her answer, she turned to walk away, but dropped her book in the process and bent over very seductively to collect it. After getting a hand on it, she looked back at Dr. Carter.
"Do you like what you see?" I made out from the faint sound provided by her phone's speaker. Carter nodded slowly, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. "Then come and get it."
He didn't waste any time with formalities, just unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was noticeably bigger than Pierre's, probably a good seven inches long and surprisingly thick, almost as thick as my own. Walking a couple of steps around his desk and over to her then pulling the miniskirt up just a little, he plunged into her full on, making her shriek clearly even though the garble of static. This was the first time I realized she wasn't wearing any panties; no wonder he was so mesmerized! He didn't last long, either: after less than sixty seconds of fucking her, he said something unintelligible and pulled out as she got on her knees in front of him and started stroking his shaft while suckling the head until he let out a groan and slouched against his desk, Jane still massaging his member.
No wonder she got a B in that class. After struggling through, even with my help (which was the reason we had gotten together in the first place), she was borderline to finish with even a C, and I had felt pretty comfortable about getting an A...which I didn't. This video made me wonder if maybe it wasn't because I did poorly on the final, as he said. Hmm...
Surprisingly, the video continued on as Jane stood up and pulled his mouth down to hers whilst she continued playing with his partially stiff member. The thought occurred to me that she tried that with me once and became annoyed when I didn't like the taste of my own cum. She got no such resistance from the good professor, who had a hand gripping each bare ass cheek. She was now blocking the view of his dick, but the motion of her arm indicated that she was still rubbing him for a brief bit longer. She then lifted herself up as Dr. Carter pulled her ass higher. Wrapping her legs around his hips, they started fucking all over again, her bouncing on his cock. They were doing their best to remain quiet, and while I couldn't make out the things she was saying into his ear, I heard him say that she'd earned a passing grade already, and was doing pretty well towards pushing herself even higher.
