Sex addicts

Chapter 1

Hayley's hands were wrapped loosely around the steering wheel as she drove me and her to James house. We decided to go to his house after a long debate over it.

"Your sure about this?" I asked Hayley as I felt very uneasy about her decision.

"Yes, I'm sure. And it's up to me anyways, because I'm the only one who can drive you home since we came in MY car." Hayley flashed me a grin. I shook my head to her comment and thought about how different it would be if we had taken my Black Convertible.

A few minutes later, we pulled up in James driveway, and Hayley called him to tell him we were here. I don't know why she does that, maybe she's afraid he's "doing something."

I slipped out of her tiny little car and took my purse with me, so I can have my cosmetics and personal items in reach. I then started up the sidewalk towards the huge, pretty house, and Hayley followed.

James lives in the type of house I would consider a Mansion, because it had tall white columns at the front of the house as well as it's size. I've only been there a few times, but Hayley has been there ALLOT of times.

I walked up the narrow steps,, and quickly lifted my hand up and rang the door bell. Almost immediately, the door swung open.

James, of course, answered the door. He smiled and looked at Hayley "Hey babe!" His words were scrambled and hard to understand.

"Hey!" Hayley leaned in for a hug, and James stumbled to her.

"Are you okay" Hayley asked, hugging James stiffly. "I'm fine." He whispered softly, maybe to convince her I guess.

I really was not willing to stand there with the two of them much longer, so I peered behind James and saw my boyfriend Michael in the living room. I smiled and squeezed past James and Hayley, and walked towards Michael.

He must've heard me coming, because he turned towards me as I walked over to him. "Hey Taylor! Come sit here." He smiled, and motioned his hand.

I sat next to him on the couch and put my purse down. A few seconds later, he pulled me close to him and kissed my forehead.

My lips curved up into a smile, and I squirmed over into his lap, letting him wrap his arms around my waist.

"Well good evening" He laughed. I chuckled quietly, and leaned close to him.

James and Hayley soon joined us on the couch, and they were one step ahead of us. The two of them began making out hard on the couch. Just as their kissing got rougher, James pulled away and got out some beer.

I tensed up, knowing that was a bad sign. I guess he really was drunk. I didn't plan on having Hayley getting drunk because it could turn into something bad, so I stood up from Michael's lap.

"Hayley! You shouldn't be drinking with him, especially if he's drunk!" I glanced over at James, who was getting the beer from the refrigerator.

"Sorry Taylor, but your not my mom" Hayley replied firmly, as she locked her eyes on mine.

I realized I was in her face now, so I stepped back and then turned back to Michael. After debating with myself, I finally decided to make out with him instead. That wasn't a good choice but I still went with it.

After all, I kinda get to make out with my boyfriend.