meeting up with that bimbo, he thought. He reached into his drawer and searched for his phone, hidden under a few large notepads. He switched it on and wasn’t surprised to see a text message sent a few minutes earlier from Louisa. God, she was keen, he thought arrogantly.
What are you up to tonight? Want to fulfill a fantasy of mine?
This was more like it, Tom thought as he read the message. Maybe Jade had done him a favour blowing him out in the end. A night of fulfilling fantasies had to be better than a picnic and perhaps the dull cinema later on, surely? He texted back, wondering what Louisa had in mind.
Sounds good to me. What time and where shall we meet?
Hopefully it was a threesome and she had another hot friend; that would be the best night ever! How his friends would be jealous if he told them that was how he’d spent his Saturday night. A text pinged back almost straight away.
Meet me at the university theatre at six tonight. It’ll be empty, I’ve checked and the doors are always open. I’ve always wanted to do it on the stage. Every time I see it, I picture us together on it. Take all your clothes off and wait for me. It’ll be dark in there and I’ll meet you. Promise I won’t b e late xx
Was she being serious? The university theatre? What if somebody saw them? Then again, who would be at the university theatre on a Saturday night? The whole campus was usually dead at weekends because people went home, and she did say she was sure it was empty. Plus, who cared if a cleaner or caretaker got a cheeky glimpse? Knowing someone could be watching them might even even be a turn on. If there were loads of people around he would just meet her outside and tell her they had to go somewhere else; maybe they could do it in his car in the car park? His phone beeped again.
I hope you’re not going to be a chicken? Come on, I want to get dirty with you on the stage …
He sighed. How could he refuse that? He’d look like a complete loser if he turned her down. Maybe she wanted to boast to all her theatre friends that she’d done it on the stage with him; she was obviously up for it so why shouldn’t he be? The worst thing that could happen was that someone would see them and it might get back to Jade, but that was a risk he was willing to take – the thought of doing it somewhere different was just too much of a thrill to turn down. Louisa might not be the love of his life, but she sure as hell could be fun at times. She wasn’t even asking to be taken out for dinner beforehand like she normally did, so it seemed that finally she was getting the picture it was only ever going to be just sex between them.
Okay, you’re on. Wear that sexy black underwear set I love. See you at six then xx
Jade felt sick when she read his reply, hands shaking with adrenaline and anger. Her sexy black underwear? Did she ever actually know Tom at all? Right now, it didn’t seem like it. He’d been with her last night in his bed and now he was happily meeting up with some slag offering herself on a plate to him! It had been so easy getting him to meet too; he didn’t seem to hesitate for a moment. At least her plan was working, she told herself, looking for the handcuffs he’d bought her last Valentine’s day and placing them in her bag. The fact that he’d agreed to meet Louisa without a second thought made Jade certain that he was about to get what he deserved.
At five thirty that evening she made her way to the university theatre. Luckily there was no one around. The performers and staff wouldn’t be there for about another hour or so, so she had plenty of time to make sure her plan ran smoothly.
The stage was already filled with props, which included a single bed for Sleeping Beauty, made from wrought iron. She tested the handcuffs, satisfied that they would go round the posts of the bed. Now all she had to do was sit in the darkened wings at the side of the stage and wait for him. She switched the lights off and waited.
Twenty minutes later she heard the door open, and Jade’s heart was thumping so loudly in her chest that she couldn’t breathe. What if it wasn’t him? What if someone had arrived early for the performance tonight? She heard the footsteps coming closer to the stage.
‘Louisa?’
It was Tom.
‘Yes,’ she whispered, trying to disguise her voice. It was pitch black in the room and she could roughly make out the outline of his body.
‘Come here then,’ he said, his voice thick with lust as he removed his belt, the buckle making a loud bang as it hit the floor. She could hear him removing his t-shirt and then his jeans. Then she knew he was silently peeling off his boxer shorts. She peeked carefully, and saw Tom lying on the bed.
Jade felt a mixture of emotions. She was angrier than she’d ever been in her life, but nervous at the same time. She knew any feelings she had ever held for him had gone. Here was her long-term boyfriend, who she was planning on moving in with, stripping off naked for another girl. She made her way over to the bed, terrified that he would know immediately it was her and not Louisa. She was almost there; her plan couldn’t go wrong now.
‘Come here, sexy,’ he pleaded as she approached the bed, concealed by shadows.
‘Close your eyes,’ she whispered. ‘I have a surprise for you.’
‘Mmm … I like surprises,’ he said in a husky voice. ‘They’re closed.’
She walked over to him, took his arms and handcuffed each one to the posts of the bed.
‘Kinky,’ he said. ‘I like it.’
She stifled a giggle and began to pick his clothes up off the floor.
‘Come here, babe. What are you doing? Where are you going?’
Jade spoke loud and clear in her own voice. ‘I thought you liked surprises?’
‘Who is that?’ Tom asked in a panicky voice, trying to get up and yanking his arms, frustrated that he couldn’t move.
‘Oh, it’s only your girlfriend. Remember me? Mind you, you’re probably too busy shagging other girls to actually give a shit.’
‘Jade?’
‘Well at least you haven’t forgotten my name,’ she said sarcastically.
‘What the hell are you doing here? Take these handcuffs off me now. Let me explain! Just let me out!’
He sounded terrified now and Jade was ashamed to admit she was enjoying it.
‘Why should I do anything you ask me to? You’re a lying, cheating arsehole and I never have to do anything you say again.’
‘What are you talking about? I’ve never cheated on you, I swear. Please Jade, listen to me. Let me go and I’ll explain everything.’
‘Are you kidding me? You’re still going to deny it? I saw your phone you idiot – and all your messages to Louisa. I changed her number to mine and you’ve been texting me all day. You’re here to have sex with her so don’t even bother trying to lie!’
His voice was shaky. ‘Jade, I know this looks bad. W … worse than bad, it looks bloody terrible. Please,’ he sounded almost close to tears, ‘I love you.’
‘You don’t love me, Tom. You wouldn’t do this to someone
