MY EX-BOYFRIEND IS NOW MY STEPSON

MARIA'S POV: As I sat on my couch, scrolling through my social media feed, I noticed something strange. I had no idea that my boyfriend Peter was throwing a birthday party today and hadn't bothered to inform me about it. I couldn't believe it. “Why hadn't he told me or mentioned anything about it to me”? Feeling a little hurt and confused as to why he wouldn't tell me about his special day. So I decided to investigate further. I took out my cell phone and quickly messaged Jerry, Peter's best friend, and asked him what was going on. In his reply to my message, he said that Peter was indeed having a birthday party, and it was happening right now. I felt a pang of disappointment that Peter hadn't told me himself Despite being upset about not being informed, “I knew I had to attend the party to surprise him and I wanted to show him how much I care about him. After all, Peter is my boyfriend, I mean, I'm his girlfriend and it's only fair that I'm there to celebrate this special occasion with him and make it a memorable one, because I knew that I couldn't let this opportunity pass me by”. Without wasting any more time getting ready for the birthday party, I rushed into the bathroom to freshen up and started preparing myself. The party was already in full swing, I wanted to look my best for my love, Peter, so I took a long and relaxing bath, scrubbing my body until I felt thoroughly clean. After finishing my bath, I went to my dressing room to get ready put on my favorite dress, and headed out. As I stepped out of my house, I booked a cab to go to Peter's house and when I turned onto Peter's street, driving towards Peter's house, I saw a crowd of people gathered outside his house. The sound of music and laughter filled the air, presumably for the birthday party. I looked around in the hope of catching a glimpse of Peter, but unfortunately, I couldn't spot him among the crowd. As I was still looking around to spot Peter, my eyes fell on Jerry, Peter's friend. I smiled and signaled him to come over, and as he approached me, a broad smile spread across his face. "Hey beautiful," he greeted me with a warm smile. I could see the joy in his eyes, and I was happy to see him. He then extended his arms towards me, scratching his hands as if he was unsure if he should hug me. I could tell he wanted to hug me, so I opened my arms and welcomed his embrace. “Jerry, have you happened to see Peter around?" I inquired. Jerry turned to face me, "I haven't seen him in quite some time, but feel free to take a seat and wait for him. I'm sure he'll be out soon," he replied with a friendly smile before he headed out. I settled onto the nearby bench to wait and wonder where Peter could be. I waited for some minutes, so I decided to head to his room. As I stood outside the door, I couldn't help but wonder if he was really in his room. I took a deep breath and decided to take a chance. I raised my hand to knock but then hesitated. “I didn't want to intrude or make things awkward,” I whispered to myself. I knew he would be surprised to see me there. But then again, it was his special day and I didn't want to miss the chance to wish him well. I wanted to make sure I gave him a birthday he would never forget and I am eager to offer my heartfelt congratulations and share in his joyous moment. I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation building up inside me. After a moment of contemplation, I gathered my courage and opened the door. As I opened the door my legs gave way when I saw my boyfriend f*cking with another girl and it happened to be Jenny, my coursemate on his bed. They didn't notice my present so as I stood at the door, shocked and embarrassed, Jenny gave him a hand job and it only took a few seconds for Peter to get hard and aroused. Then he took over her, and the hairs of her body stood erect since her eyes were hooked at his hard d**k. She started breathing in and out hazily as Peter made her bend for him. Jenny was so turned on. He f****d her in a doggy-style position. After a couple of pumps, she was tightening up and she was gasping for breath. Peter didn't give up yet, he still wanted to make love to her so he carried her licking the region between her boobs up and down, and slammed her onto the bed, their bodies still dripping with sweat. Peter was now pumping faster and Jenny could barely say something. She was moaning loudly by calling his name and breathing heavily as she welcomed another thrust from my boyfriend. Her legs were around Peter's waist and she couldn't help but allow her nails to dig deep into Peter's back possessively. “Harder Peter” she whimpered and purred with pleasure after saying it. Peter's bang got harder as she hugged him tight. “Holy sh*t! What have I been watching? The reality of my boyfriend f*****g with another woman. “Peter!” A heartbreaking cry of pain came out of my mouth as I called him seeing my boyfriend betrayed me with another woman. All of a sudden Peter stops his movements and turns his head to see me. To his surprise, he disentangles his body from Jenny and turns around to look at me with a hateful face and he looks me square in the eyes. So I rushed immediately and started to beat and drag Jenny out of the bed where I held her hair but Peter rushed immediately and slapped me hard across my face and pushed me out which I tumbled and fell and he rushed to lift me but I waved my hand to stop him. “What are you doing here, get the f**k out of here”, Peter said to me. My legs shake like Jerry hearing his harsh words towards me. “Peter, how could you do this to me? Of all the days, it had to be the day of your birthday. How long have you been cheating on me”? I asked him with a dripping of tears dropping down. And before I knew it, Peter had started dragging me outside of the room. The commotion attracts the attention of those around, who start staring at us. With anger coursing through my body, I jerk my hand away from Peter's grip. My heart is racing, and my breaths come in short gasps. Fueled by a desire for revenge, I spin around and spot a tall, light-skinned-haired man standing a few feet away from me. Without hesitation, I approached him. I grab his face and pull him close, my mouth finding him and begin to kiss him passionately. I allowed myself to be free. I want to let go of the pain and resentment. The air is filled with a deafening silence and with the sound of our lips smacking together, as we kiss, drawing the attention of everyone present.