| The Great Outdoors by Destiny Joey Joey rubbed his eyes. He'd had enough of Lance and the fucking movie and all of it. He knew he was being a dog, an unfaithful two faced....hypocrite. Lance was dead on. He loved Kelly. He loved the fact he was going to be a daddy. He adored kids after all. Well, maybe he could have waited. But twenty-five was a respectable age, right? And marrying her was the honorable thing to do. His parents had been pleased that he chose such a responsible soulution. "Joe? That you?" Joey grimaced as he pushed the door the condo's bedroom open. Kelly was propped up with half a dozen pillows in her cotten pajamas with a pint of rocky road and a grin. "Hey," he said, kicking his shoes off and hopping onto the bed. He immediately pulled the covers down and laid his head against her swollen belly. "How's my boy?" he asked, letting his hand graze along the taut skin. Kelly giggled with a mouthful of ice cream. "Who says its a boy?" "I do," Joey answered, lifting his head to kiss her hand. "Gotta be a boy. I feel the way he kicks. No girl can kick like that." "Need I remind you I played soccer?" Kelly asked, putting her ice cream down on the nightstand. She curled her fingers through his brown locks and sighed. "Love you," she whispered. "You too," Joey replied, pushing himself up. "I gotta get something to eat." He let out a huge yawn and grabbed her half eaten ice cream. "You need anything?" Kelly shrugged. "Just you." Joey felt like a shit. He nodded with a small frown and practically ran from the room. The tiny kitchen sat just off the dining room and he stumbled over the chair in his rush. "Fuck!" he growled, hobbling the rest of the way. Now he felt like a shit with a sore toe. What made him cheat on her he wasn't sure. He knew it had to stop though. Lance was a lot of things lately but he was right. Joey grimaced as he thought about the assistant lighting director who had been more than happy to drop to her knees and give him a little lunch time pleasure. He'd come with a feeling of dread, of instant regret and anger. He'd pushed the woman's head so hard she gagged and slapped him. The phone jingled and he jumped over to get it so Kelly wouldn't be disturbed. "Hello?" "Joey? It's Kate." Kate? Christ, who the hell was Kate? "Um, hi," he answered hopping on one foot. "What's up?" "I was wondering if you were busy? I'd like to go out for a drink to that bar we went to the other night." Oh, Kate. The girl with the amazing thighs and funny thing she could do with the muscles in her vagina when they were having sex. She squeezed him to orgasm and it was the most incredible feeling..... "Kate. Oh. Umm, I can't tonight. I'm really beat. Maybe tomorrow after shooting?" His testosterone kicked into gear and he smiled mischeviously. "And maybe you can show me that thing you do again." "Yeah," she laughed back. "The thing where I make you come so hard your eyes water?" Joey chuckled lowly. "So then...." "You bastard!" Joey spun around to see Kelly standing in the doorway with a cordless attached to her ear and tears in her pretty eyes. "Jesus, Kel..." He slammed the phone down instantly and headed for her. She wobbled backwards a bit and threw the phone at his head. "You shit. You no good fucking piece of shit!" Joey reached for her but she took off down the hall and locked herself in the bedroom. Joey collapsed against the door in shock, in horrible regret and misery. "Kelly!" He could hear her crying and he cried too. |