Love Conquers All
by: Sailor SwiftHeart
Rated: PG  *Warning*  This Chapter Contains Reference To Sex


*Chapter Three:  Avenged Revenge*

	Cheryl was driving down the street, trying to hold back the tears.  "How
dare he say that to me.  I knew we had problems, but I never thought they'd
be so severe.  If he gave me money when I asked for it, none of this would
be so bad."  Cheryl thought.  She still didn't realize that it wasn't Ken's
fault.  It was hers.  But she was too blind to notice.  She drove aimlessly
down the highway until she reached a bar.  She pulled in.
	"I'll show him!"  she said while putting a layer of make-up on her face.
She got out and headed for the front doors. She made her way to the front
counter of the bar.  She batted her eyelashes at the bartender and winked.
	"I'll have a beer."  Cheryl said.  The bartender was not amused.  He had
people flirting with him all day.  He got Cheryl's beer.  She sat there and
eyed her surroundings.  There was a group of men gathered around a pool
table, playing a friendly game of pool.  There was a bunch of people
throwing darts at a dart board.  There was a man sitting beside Cheryl.  He
was sipping at a bottle of beer.  He happened to gaze at Cheryl.  She
noticed this and started putting on a big show for this man.  First came
the big, toothy smile, then the fluttering of the eyelashes, then the
seductive smile, to let this man know she was definitely interested.  He
smiled back and invited Cheryl to come over to where he was sitting.
	"Hi, my name is Cheryl.  What's yours?"  she asked.
	"Jason or Jay for short."  he said,  "So what's a pretty girl like you
doing in a place like this?"  
	Cheryl laughed at his question.  It was so lame that it was funny.
	"Trying to pick-up a guy like you!"  she told him.  Well, at least she was
honest.  "So, is it working?"
	"I think you're doing a mighty fine job."  Jay answered back,  "Can I buy
you a beer?"
	"Well, it took long enough for you to offer!"  Cheryl declared.  Jay
called the bartender and ordered another round of beers.
	"So tell me a bit about yourself, Jay."  Cheryl said.  She kept flirting
the entire time she was talking.
	"Well, what do you want to know?"  Jay asked.
	"Let's see... are you married?"  Cheryl asked.
	"Nope, are you?" Jay asked.
	"Why, of course not."  Cheryl lied,  "So how come no one  has sunk their
clothes into you yet?"
	"I dunno."  Jay said.  Cheryl could tell that this guy wasn't very bright.
 But that didn't matter.  He was still good looking.  That was all that
mattered to Cheryl.  Take Ken for instance.  That was another reason why
Cheryl had to have him.  She always had to have the best of everything.
She couldn't accept anything that wasn't perfect.  She continued to talk
and flirt with Jay, until the conversation turned boring.
	"Do you want to dance?"  Cheryl asked.
	"Okay."  Jay said.  He lead Cheryl over to the dance floor.  A slow song
was playing.  Cheryl plastered herself all over Jay, groping him the whole
time.  Jay just stood there, letting Cheryl have her way with him.  She
rubbed her hands down Jay's back, over his butt , as she pulled Jay closer
to herself.  She started kissing his neck.  She then whispered Jay's name
in his ear.  "Oh Jay, oh Jay! Oh!"  she moaned.  She could see that this
was definitely turning him on.  Jay quietly groaned.  They danced more
seductively and passionately.  Jay pulled Cheryl closer to himself, rubbing
his leg up against Cheryl's thigh.  Soon, Jay got more desperate for
Cheryl.  He grabbed the bottom of Cheryl's butt cheeks and pulled her
closer to his hardness.
	"Why don't we go some place more quiet."  Jay said in a husky whisper.
Cheryl giggled and nodded her head.  Jason led her out of the bar and into
the parking lot.
	"You get into your call and follow me.  I'll take us to a motel."  Jay
said.  Cheryl agreed.  She hopped in her car and followed Jay as he drove.
True to his word, he drove to the nearest motel.  When Cheryl got there,
Jay was already inside the lobby, paying for the room.  Together, they went
to find their room.  Jason used his key and unlocked the door.  Once Cheryl
was inside and the door was closed, Jay could no longer control himself.
Jay tore off his coat and started to kiss Cheryl.  He yanked her coat off.
He kissed her neck and earlobe.  Cheryl moaned.  Jason pulled off the dress
Cheryl was wearing right over her head and threw it on the floor.  Moments
later, they were both naked and rolling around on the bed doing anything
and everything to each other.  
	When their violent sex act was over, Jay turned to Cheryl and exclaimed,
"You were wonderful!"  They layed there, naked together, when all of the
sudden the door to the hotel room burst open.
	"What the hell is going on here?"  the woman roared.  She was standing
with her hands on her hips.
	"Sandra.... what are you doing here?"  Jay asked, getting out of bed.  He
was buck naked.  He quickly slipped into his boxers.
	"I should be asking you the same question.  I've been following you.
Please explain,"  Sandra said,  "What are you doing here with this...
this... slut?"  Sandra demanded, referring to Cheryl.
	"Do you know this woman, Jay?"  Cheryl asked,  "What the hell is going on
here?"
	"Oh boy,"  Jason mumbled,  "Look, Cheryl, this is not as bad as it looks.
Please let me explain."  he begged.
	"Okay, shoot.  I'm listening."  Cheryl said.
	"Where do I begin?"  Jason asked no one in particular.
	"Why not start by telling the truth?  Why don't you introduce me to your
FRIEND!"  Sandra said, sarcastically.
	"Sandra, meet Cheryl,"  he said,  "Cheryl, meet my wife, Sandra."  Jay
said, meekly.
	"What!"  Cheryl screamed,  "Your wife?  You told me you weren't married!
Just what the hell are you trying to pull here, Jason?"
	"Look I AM married, but it's not the way you think,"  he explained,  "I
feel nothing for her.  She has been cheating on me for years.  We aren't
commited to one another.  So, when it really comes down it, I'm not REALLY
married."
	Cheryl looked from Jason's face then to Sandra's face.  She didn't know
what to believe.  She got out of bed, wrapping a sheet around herself and
gathered clothes.  She headed for the bathroom and moments later, came out
dressed.
	"Look, Jason, this is too much for me,"  Cheryl said,  "See you around."
Cheryl took off, away from the motel.  She left Jason and Sandra sitting in
the motel room.  She drove off and headed for home.  So much had happened
that night.  
	When she got home, Ken was sleeping.  She quietly slipped into bed,
careful not to wake Ken.  He was snoring.  Cheryl had to give a laugh.
She'd accomplished what she'd set out for.  She didn't care if it was just
a one night stand.  She fell asleep with Jay on her mind and a smug smile
on her face.  When she awoke, Ken was already out of bed.  She looked all
over the house for him, but he was nowhere to be found.
	"It's a good thing, too!"  Cheryl thought,  "I don't want to see HIM this
morning, anyway!"  She was actually upset at the fact that Ken wasn't home.
 She wanted to rub it in that she'd had an exciting evening the night
before.  Cheryl only did it with Jason just so Ken would get pissed off.  
	Cheryl didn't like sitting around an empty house.  She had no one to
harass.  She grabbed her purse and left.  Who knew, maybe she'd find
somebody else to hang around with.

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