Prepped For Love: BWWM Pregnancy Romance Novel (11 page)

The ironic thing was Tammy was wondering the same thing about Stephanie. She hadn’t learned a damn thing from high school. She was still all about plotting and petty drama. She lived in a dream world where she was the queen and others were immaterial subjects. Stephanie might have won this battle but in terms of her life, had she really won? She was stuck behaving like a teenager well past her prime. It was pathetic. Tammy smiled back at Stephanie.

“You’ve got yourself a deal ma’am,” Tammy replied. Stephanie couldn’t figure out why that idiot was smiling but she didn’t care. As far as she was concerned, she had won.

“Good. Don’t fuck things up Tammy,” Stephanie growled her final warning.

Tammy turned and left the house. There was nothing more to be said here. There were two difficulties for her to deal with now. The first would be breaking the news of Jabari’s demotion to him. That was assuming Jabari gave a damn about the school play. He wasn’t exactly an artist so Tammy hoped that he wouldn’t mind. The next would be breaking the news of this to Victor.

Tammy knew that her lover had planned to stay late at Willowcrest that evening so she sped over to his office. Thankfully Jabari was staying with a friend that night so Tammy didn’t have to worry about picking him up or making him dinner. She knocked on the door to Victor’s office. Their first reunion rushed into her consciousness. Victor invited her in.

“Tammy, is everything alright?” He asked. From the moment he saw her face, Victor knew that something was wrong. He was sensitive to Tammy’s emotions; he knew she would only come here so late if someone was terribly wrong.

Tammy felt hot tears rushing to her face. No, this wasn’t alright. Stephanie was holding something over her head and she didn’t know how Stephanie found out. She didn’t know what she could do. Now her biggest enemy had something on her… This wasn’t good.

“Victor… Someone found out about us. Someone who resents me,” Tammy said hoarsely. She began to tear up.

“Stephanie?” Victor asked. He knew there was only one person who could dislike Tammy that much.

Tammy nodded.

“I’m scared Victor. I don’t know what we’re going to do. If this comes out… I’m not ready for this yet,” Tammy choked out.

Victor stood up and pulled his lover close. He understood how she felt; if he had to be honest with himself he was scared too. Victor hadn’t forgotten that he had something to lose too. But now wasn’t the time to be scared. He needed to be strong for his woman.

“Don’t be afraid Tammy. I have you here. I will do everything in my power to protect you. Do you trust me?” He asked.

Tammy pressed her head against Victor’s chest. Of course she trusted him. He was the only person she did trust.

“I trust you,” Tammy whispered.

Victor kissed Tammy’s forehead and sent her on her way for the evening. He still had papers to grade that evening. Victor really wasn’t too worried. He’d been sitting on a piece of information himself and although he didn’t want to, it was time to unveil this particular piece of knowledge.

It took a week for Victor to build up the courage to use his dirt. Things were too crazy for Stephanie to make good on her threats before then anyways. The play had occurred. Jabari was more than happy to be a tree and Tammy was more than happy to sit unbothered on the sidelines for this particular play.

Of course Stephanie had considered this punishment, but it wasn’t really. Sure Tammy and the rest of the PTA had lost some of their power against Stephanie but it was all ultimately inconsequential. Power struggles didn’t matter as much as happy children to most of the mothers. Stephanie was the only one pathologically preoccupied with that sort of thing.

Now that the time was right, Victor knew that he had to come forward.

He marched his way over to Headmaster Duffy’s office without a second thought. This information couldn’t fly under the radar. Nobody else knew the information Victor was about to share; in fact, Victor had been unhappy about this particular secret for a long time. It had been weighing on him for months… What was the ethical thing to do?

Victor puffed his chest out and knocked on Stan Duffy’s door.

“Come in,” Stan Duffy heaved, letting out a raucous smoker’s cough after his invitation.

Victor opened the door. He looked solemnly at his boss. Was this a good idea or would he lose his job on the spot for daring to be insubordinate?

“Oh Good afternoon Mister Del Toro,” Headmaster Duffy huffed. He wiped away some crust from his right eye.

“Good afternoon Senor. May I have a moment?” Victor asked.

Stan Duffy let out a hacking cough and turned as red as a sunset before a storm.

“Absolutely,” He gestured to the chair opposite his own. Victor pushed his hair out of his face and sat down. How the hell was he going to do this? How the hell was he going to get these words out of his mouth?

“Mister Duffy… I’m here on some unfortunate business,” Victor began. He looked Stan Duffy directly in the eye. He was bringing a serious threat to Stan Duffy and he couldn’t back down.

“Oh yes?” Stan Duffy said, clearly unfocused.

“Mister Duffy. I am fully aware of a particular indiscretion that is occurring here at Willowcrest Prep,” Victor began. He was already breaking out into a sweat.

“Oh yeah?” Stan Duffy said. His ears perked up.

“Yes… I am aware of a certain married woman, Stephanie, who is committing the great sin of adultery with a certain Headmaster of a prestigious, private and
Christian
preparatory school,” Victor finished. He stared Stan Duffy dead in the eye.

The headmaster’s pupils dilated and his face turned bright red again.

Stan Duffy realized that Victor Del Toro had come into his office with a serious piece of blackmail. Stan Duffy was almost certain that the fact he was sleeping with his currently married former student who was more than twenty years his junior was a secret. He had gone to great lengths to keep his clandestine relationship with Stephanie under wraps. Stan Duffy was taken off guard; he had no idea how to respond to Victor’s accusations.

“Why the hell are you bringing this to me?” Stan Duffy asked. His kindly pretense was gone. Victor could tell he’d shaken the man to his core. His brow was dripping with sweat and there were visible pit stains through his white button down shirt.

Victor pushed his hair out of his face and stood up. “I suggest you talk to your lover. She has been making threats around town and I assure you, I can make threats of my own. I wouldn’t want you to lose this career you have built headmaster. No hard feelings, I have people to protect… just like you do” Victor said.

Without waiting for a reply, Victor left the headmaster’s office. As he walked to his car, he felt a wave of confidence wash over him. He was certain that his threat would work to keep his secret relationship with Tammy quiet… For now.

***

It didn’t take long for Stan Duffy to arrange a meeting with his mistress. They met at their usual spot. A motel, ten miles out of town. The owner went “way back” with Stan Duffy and let him use the rooms for free. As Stan waited for his mistress to arrive he wondered if this agitation would ever relax. Now that his secret was almost out, what did this mean for him and Stephanie? She was just
such
a sexy catch…

Finally, Stephanie arrived at the motel. Stan could recognize her stride in her tall black heels. She was such a little minx. Stan chuckled to himself when he heard her irritated rap at the door. Everything about Stephanie was so endearing to him. She was young enough to be his daughter but she was an animal in the sack so Stan didn’t mind their startling age difference.

Stephanie used her key to get into the motel room.

“Stan,” She whined.

Stan understood. Stephanie had so much to lose if this got out. When she had heard that someone found out, Stephanie had rushed over for a meeting as quickly as possible. Stan got up from the bed and pulled Stephanie close. They embraced passionately. The youthful soccer mom had never been more attracted to anyone the way she was attracted to her much older former teacher Stan Duffy.

Her sensual, modelesque army husband just didn’t do it for her the way Stan did. Stephanie kissed Stan on the lips and ran her hands over his chubby stomach. Oh God… If they didn’t have business to attend to, Stephanie would have dropped to her knees and pleasured him right there.

“Stephanie darling… We’re in some deep shit,” Stan huffed.

“Deep shit? You think? What the hell are we going to do Stan?!” Stephanie shrilled.

Stan cleared his throat, “Well I don’t know sweetheart, what do you want to do?”

Stephanie pouted. “Stan! Take this seriously! You’re married with
children.
My husband is in the
army
. We have big things to worry about here!” She yelled.

Stan didn’t like when Stephanie got loud with him. It reminded him of his fat, older wife. He didn’t want to think of Stephanie as a nagging shrew like her…

“Well I guess we’ll figure things out princess. I just wanted you to know… Cool off on whatever agenda you’ve got. You
really
pissed that guy off,” Stan said chuckling.

He pulled Stephanie close for another kiss. Stephanie reluctantly submitted to him. Perhaps she
should
cool off. That bitch Tammy Powers had pulled something out of her hat that Stephanie hadn’t seen coming. Stephanie knew she would have to regroup but she didn’t want to do it now. There wasn’t much time before she would be expected at home and she didn’t want her bratty kids snooping around and asking questions. Stephanie pressed her hand against Stan’s cock. She knew exactly what would distract from this unpleasantness.

By the time Stephanie came up for air, she had a plan in mind. Her nights with Stan always left her feeling inspired. Once she arrived home she plotted Tammy’s demise. Stephanie didn’t want anyone coming between her and her throne. This little town was all Stephanie had…  Her kids were tucked into bed and as the night ticked on she became more and more furious.

Did this bitch Tammy really think she wouldn’t strike back? Why did this girl always think she could upset the hierarchy without getting burned. Stephanie had everything she wanted in life and Tammy’s little stunt threatened all of that.

Stephanie struck where it would hurt most. Stephanie called up Victor Del Toro.

“Uh… Hello?” Victor began.

“Hello Victor. It’s Stephanie” Stephanie began.

“Ah. Good evening Stephanie, how may I help you,” Victor said. He realized that he sounded far too smug. This woman still had the power to destroy him; this wasn’t something to be taken lightly.

Stephanie snapped into action, “I hear you’ve been quite a busy man around town these days. See I don’t blame you Victor, you’re a man in love. Surely, as a woman in love I can empathize. Really, I’m not upset about your stunt with Stan. But I do have something to share with you. Before you put your life on the line to protect Tammy, there’s something you should know about her. She’s not faithful to you hun. Tammy and I used to be friends in high school and we had a falling out when I found out her true character. She might bitch and lie about that ‘baby daddy’ of hers, but they’re still together. Be careful.”

Stephanie didn’t wait for a response before hanging up. She’d planted the seed of doubt in Victor’s mind and that was all she needed to do on that end of things. Once Stephanie had spoken to Victor, she called someone else… Randall Combs. Since Randall was technically a Willowcrest parent, it wasn’t hard for her to fish the information out to make the call.

“Hello? That you babygirl?” Randall answered.

Stephanie put on her best soccer mom voice. “Um… Hi! It’s Stephanie, head of the PTA. You must be Jabari’s father!” She began.

“Uh… Yeah. I’m his dad. What do you want pretty lady?” Randall replied. Once he heard that this sweet talker on the other end of the line was a soccer mom he was immediately intrigued.

Stephanie giggled and replied, “Well this may be a bit uncomfortable but it concerns your son and his safety. His mother, bless her lost heart, appears to be going through something difficult that’s leading her to extreme sexual promiscuity. I don’t want to appear malicious, but the women of the PTA are concerned that these unsavory actions are reflecting poorly on your son as well as our association.”

Randall breathed heavily for a few moments before responding, “Huh? So Tammy is turning out like the town slut again?”

“I’m afraid so,” Stephanie said. She could tell Randall wasn’t the brightest bulb.

“So what do you recommend pretty lady?” Randall asked.

Stephanie asked, “Have you considered filing for custody of Jabari? After all, you have a right to protect your son from whatever Tammy might be up to.”

“I could really do that?” Randall asked. The thought hadn’t occurred to him, but now that he heard the idea, he couldn’t think of a better way to get back at Tammy.

“Why absolutely Mister Combs!” Stephanie responded. Huh. Randall had never considered filing for custody before. But now it seemed like a good idea. Perhaps he could even get the jump on that bitch and start collecting child support checks.

“Well you know pretty lady I might just do that. You have a good night now,” Randall said before hanging up.

Once Stephanie was done wreaking havoc, she planned to enjoy the rest of her evening. She popped a couple Adderall she’d bought from Jackie and drank three full glasses of wine.

Why is my life so freaking stressful?
Stephanie thought to herself. She got dressed in a sexy bit of lingerie and went upstairs to her room to talk to video chat with her husband. She couldn’t wait for him to get back. She was sick of all this drama.