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Life after Sixville 3.
All eyes in the room were on them and the conversation had fallen silent.
"Ready?" Low whispered.
Jensen felt a pang of guilt as he nodded. He'd completely forgotten the reason why they were all here.
"Jensen and I are getting married." She beamed at all their assembled friends.
The crowed applauded and cheered as Low pulled Jensen down for a kiss.
Jensen felt ashamed that he'd spent the whole time thinking of another woman, when the girl he loved was right here and she loved him back.
Later that night
As soon as Jensen and Low returned home, and Jensen was alone in the living room he ejected the offending cassette and extracted the warm panties from his pocket.
He shoved both articles in his gym bag and vowed to throw them away as soon as possible.
It felt like a huge weight was lifted.
"You okay, baby? You seemed a little off tonight. Not getting cold feet are you?" Low asked, as they were getting ready to go to bed.
Jensen glanced over at his fianc__e sitting on the bed.
"No, of course not." He said, and he meant it. He loved her and wanted to spend the rest of his days with her. Seeing her sat there he knew that he wanted no other woman to share his bed.
He told himself that he'd had a normal male reaction to Georgia's porn tape, that was all. Nothing to feel too guilty about! He'd never do anything that would hurt Low.
He went to kiss the woman who would soon be his wife.
A week later
Jensen sat on the nearly empty bus, on his way to work. He was listening to his MP3 player and gazing out the window so he wasn't immediately aware that anyone had sat down next to him.
He looked round.
He gulped and pulled his earphones out.
"You." He growled. "What do think you're playing at, sending me that tape?"
"What's the matter? You didn't enjoy it?" She purred.
Jensen's eyes narrowed.
"How did you know where I live? How did you break in?"
"Stupid questions. Here's a better one. Does it excite you that I want you so much? That I want your cock so bad?"
Jensen glanced around. He didn't want his fellow passengers to hear her words.
"Listen. I'm taken and nothing you can say or do is going to get me to cheat on Low." He snarled quietly.
Georgia smiled sweetly.
"What did you do with my dirty panties?"
"They are in the trash."
"Shit. They were my only pair." She giggled, deep and gravely.
Jensen took in her words and looked down at Georgia's lap. If her words were true then she could not be wearing anything under her short skirt.
She took his hand and held it on her milky white thigh. When Jensen didn't pull away she slipped their hands higher.
Jensen's eyes flashed to her face, his mouth open. It was if something about her rendered him powerless.
After some long, painful seconds his fingers encountered the unmistakeable sensation of her bare pussy, her wet folds.
"Ah." He groaned.
"Feel how much I want you?" Georgia asked, breathing into his ear.
Jensen pulled his hand away as if burned, or rather scolded by her wetness.
"Shit." He cried. He couldn't believe what this bitch was capable of.
At his exclamation a guy a few rows ahead turned round to stare at them. Jensen wondered what he could see on his face.
The old man turned back to face the front and Jensen grabbed hold of Georgia's wrist and pulled her closer to him.
"You're hurting me!" Georgia yelled.
"What kind of bitch comes on to a man who's about married?!" He hissed, ignoring her pain. "You have no right to do that. I am happy with Low. I don't know what your problem is and I don't care. Stay away from me, you hear? Stay away from my home! I am not interested in what you have to offer."
The nosy dude tilted his head to listen.
"Really?" Georgia inquired snidely as she pulled herself together, stood up and held on to a stanchion. She leaned over him so Jensen got a good view of her great cleavage. "Your hard cock betrays you, babe."
Jensen saw that his cock was producing a visible bulge.