[Janine_G]

This is a "two part" story (though it may be submitted in segments) and I will try to set the cast of characters earlier rather than later.  Also, it is based partly on a true story involving my sister-in-law.

Jackson brushed past Jane behind the bar as they worked the busy crowd.  They brushed butts and Jane smiled and bumped him playfully.  Jackson managed the busy restaurant-bar and was not behind the bar frequently, but when it got busy like this he usually helped out.  Travis, the other bartender besides Jane, was down at the other end.

It was a Saturday night in the southeast, the bar was crowded with college football enthusiasts and the night had gone well for them.  The restaurant crowd was thinning out and things on that half of the big roadhouse-style building were calming down.  Jackson started to let waitstaff wind down.  As he was serving a couple of young men beers, Jane came over behind him and whispered (relatively, given the crowd noise) in his ear. 

"Talia (one of the waitresses) just gave me a heads up that one of her tables was pretty rowdy and that they had chosen to leave one behind..."

Jackson found it odd that Talia had told Jane and not him or Kevin or Carter the two bouncers on that night.  He turned after he passed the beers and Jane was very close to his face, it wasn't intentional, but he could smell her perfume and her big breasts were pouring out of her top, it was a sure way to get better tips.  He noticed how naturally pretty she was and it stirred something in him.

"Why tell you and not me or one of the bouncers?  She knows we handle that..."

Jane smiled, "Because it's a woman, and she's a bit on the sizable size and she's staying because she was flirting with a guy and Talia knows that there is something going on that may lead to an issue..."

Jackson raised his eyebrows.  He and Jane had both grown up in this town and were close in age.  Jane was a solidly built girl and even though she was almost 40, she was in great shape.  He also had seen Jane and her sisters get into some ass-kicking brawls when they were younger.  He knew Jane could take care of herself and they both knew that if someone needed to handle a disruptive female patron, Jane could do it.

It was funny Jackson realized, he never knew why he had never dated Jane or even thought of her sexually. She was very much like his wife of 19 years.  Kristin was a rabble rouser when they were young and didn't take shit from anybody.  She was also a "big, chesty" girl and now that the twins were out of the house, had been going out more and had even gotten into an altercation again.  As a nurse, Kris knew ways to hurt people that others didn't and even when she and Jackson playfully fought, she could hold her own against his strength.

Jackson broke his reverie.  "Which one?" he asked, over the crowd noise as the late night game kept most people's attention for the moment.  Jane nodded to a thick redhead talking to a guy that was a known slut and had a very jealous wife who was not there that evening.  The redhead was draping her entire body across him in a very non-subtle way.

"Well, if something does need to be done...." he smiled, laughing, "You may want to tuck the girls in a little better or else we'll all get a free show...."

Jane laughed and smacked him on his shoulder.    The restaurant closed down and the hours started getting late.  The late game ended and Jackson looked at the clock, it was almost closing time, which was 2 am.  He looked and to his disappointment, the redhead and her prey were still present.   At 1:45, as per usual, the bouncers started clearing the bar.  It seemed like she hadn't sealed the deal but was worse was that the guy's spouse had arrived.  She had charged the table and the guy and she had started yelling and the redhead, drunk had started pushing the wife away.  Jackson, with crowd noise down, called to Jane who was talking to an attractive younger man at the other end of the bar.  She had apparently already seen it unfolding.

Rather than run around the bar, Jane jumped it as the bouncers began dealing with the couple.  The redhead was getting feisty and the remnants of the night crowd who still remained now that the lights were up turned to see the fracas unfolding.  Jane intercepted the redhead as she was about to attack Kevin, who was escorting her boy-target out of the bar with his wife.

She put her body between the redhead and her man and suggested that the redhead call it a night, get an uber and go out the backdoor.  The redhead declined.  She tried to push past Jane, who body blocked her.  The redhead got stern, "Don't touch me, you cow..." she threatened.

Jane calmly suggested that she take herself out the backdoor.

The redhead threatened again, "Get out of my way bitch or I am going to move you out of the way."

Jane tried to de-escalate.  She quietly pointed out to the woman that the man was going home with his wife and that her search to get laid was going to have to depend on a booty call or something.

The redhead growled, "I'm not going out the backdoor like some slutty escort.  I'm going out the front."  Jane considered that and looked at the vestibule.  The couple was still there arguing and she knew it would go poorly.   She had to get the redhead out the back.

"Ma'am, I have an über coming to the back door, please, let's go out the back way and avoid anything embarrassing with the man and his wife."

"Did you just say I'm embarrassing?" the drunk woman challenged.  Jane sighed and looked at Jackson.  He nodded, giving her permission for her next move.  They both knew that diplomacy was not going to work. 

Jane stopped talking, quickly grabbed the woman and physically drove her to the back door that Jackson had held open for her.  The woman was startled.  In most instances, that is all that happens, but this woman grabbed a hold of Jane's hair and yanked Jane out with her.  She then fired off two punches that caught Jane on the cheek. The rules were simple, if someone assaults you, you can fight back, otherwise, don't escalate.   The fight exploded in the back parking lot and the two women came to blows.  The redhead got in several good shots, one of which gave Jane a bloody nose until Jane got her pinned down and finished beating her into submission.   The uber arrived with perfect timing and Jane put her in the car. 

She walked back over to Jackson who had watched the whole thing and wiped her nose with the back of her hand.  She also had a welt developing under her left eye from the first two punches. 

She smiled at Jackson, "My tits stayed in, buddy... Benefits of a great bra" she said as she grabbed her big chest." 

Jackson laughed.  He was rock hard and she noticed.  "You like girls fighting?"  she teased.

He laughed again, they were friends enough that it was okay to get called out.  He grimaced at the welt developing where the redhead had clocked her.  "Let's get some ice on that" he said, "go into the office, I'll be there in a second."

She was sitting in a chair in the office when he brought the ice back.  She winced in pain as he put it on her cheek and wiped the blood off her upper lip that she had missed with the back of her hand.  He was so turned on at the moment and he realized that it wasn't just the fight, but it was Jane herself.

They sat quietly for a moment and then Jane looked down.  "Fuck me..." she mumbled.

And Jackson said, "Really?" he didn't know why he said that, but he did.

She looked up and laughed.  "What?" She asked, "No!  I was looking at my shorts, I got blood on them and I love these shorts..."

"Oh," he replied.

"But oh god, yes." she relieved the stress.  "Fighting makes me so horny, please, Jack, fuck me on your desk right now."

He locked the door. 

When he got home at 4:30 that morning, his usual Saturday night arrival time, Kris was asleep in bed.  The kitchen was oddly in disarray, with two bags of frozen peas sitting on the table.   Kris only went out on Saturday nights when she didn't have a shift on Sunday or Monday, which was always good for them because Jackson worked a short day on Sundays and Mondays the restaurant was closed.

On Sunday when he woke up, Kris was sitting at the kitchen table sipping coffee, her robe half open.   She had a black eye, a fat lip and massive left tit had scratch marks across the top of it where it would have been outside of her shirt.

"Holy shit, what the fuck happened to you?" 

She snorted.  "Me and Laura got into it after a little too much to drink with a couple of bitches from Meesker."

Meesker was the other hospital in town. 

"Oh geez, who?"

"One of them I didn't know, the one who started in with Laura, she was a nasty cxnt.  I ended up fighting Marisol Parker."

"Oh shit, that explains the way you look." 

"Fuck you, I won, you should see what her face looks like.  It was Laura who got her ass kicked, and I was only able to help her after I subdued Marisol, so fuck you..." she laughed.  Jackson liked Laura and felt bad for her.  Marisol was a big girl, who was known to be a bully and he was impressed that his wife had taken her on and won. 

"You know fighting makes me horny." she said.  "My tits and face hurt, so I'm going to lean on the counter, and you're going to fuck my brains out from behind."

And he did.

Jackson and Kris had a great morning and then he went to work where he saw Jane.  He figured it was a one night thing with her, but when they saw each other, something was stirring in him.  He had never cheated on Kris before and he loved her, but Jane was causing him a lot of "stimulation."

They flirted but nothing happened on the short Sunday shift.   Kris told Jackson in great detail about the two fights, knowing it made him horny and then fucked him again on Sunday as it made her horny too.

Tuesday night Jackson had a close at 1 am and Jane was the closing bartender.  As they cleaned the place up, she walked over to him.

"Let's do it again." she purred.  And he didn't know why, but he took her.  He bent her over the table he was cleaning lifted her miniskirt up and railed her as hard as he could.  The great thing was that she fucked him back harder than anyone he had ever had other than his wife.

As he drove home that night, he cursed himself and then he found himself wondering which one of them was better in bed, they were both wild.

end of part 1.

[maturepair]

Wonderful start!!!!

[Janine_G]

Jackson realized that this "thing" with Jane was more than he had originally thought.  More importantly, he had never, in 19 years, ever cheated on Kristin and didn't really have any desire to stray.  This had just come up out of nowhere and he was wondering what it all meant.  He loved Kris, she was amazing, hot and never said no to anything, but he realized that there was something mysterious and exciting about Jane, and he was enjoying this experience for some reason.

And so he and Jane began fucking regularly, but not more than once a week, and the two established early on that this was not going any where, Jane was divorced and not looking for a husband and Jackson wasn't leaving Kris, but they were definitely fucking like bunnies.  Jackson liked what he was getting and Jane did too.  She also was cool and told him that at any time, they could stop and she would be fine--she wasn't looking for anything more than what they were doing. 

Jackson thought he was being pretty normal which is why it was odd to him that one night, a few months into the thing with Jane, that Kristin asked him over dinner if everything was okay.  She needed to share something with him, and he needed to know that she was sorry.  She proceeded to tell him that 16 years earlier, while at a nursing meeting in Chicago, she had hooked up and slept with a guy in a one night stand.  He lived in New Mexico, and she didn't even have his contact information, and had never seen him again. 

She swore it was her only stray, and he believed her.  She was near tears about it.  He was totally okay, he said (and he was) but in his own heart, he was feeling suddenly very dirty and guilty...

[maturepair]

Intrigued as to where this is going

[Janine_G]

Later that evening, Kristin insisted that Jackson wait in the bedroom, she had a surprise for him.  She needed to make up for her confession, she told him.  She came out of the bathroom wearing what she called, "porn star lingerie" which she differentiated from "sexy lingerie" and he stopped her as she walked out and took a picture.  He wanted her so badly, and they fucked that night, hard.  She let him do whatever he wanted and as they lay on the bed, sweaty and enjoying each other's body, she asked him if he had ever cheated on her. 

He didn't pause, he didn't hesitate, he answered quickly and definitively.  "No."

She purred and she mounted him again, slowly and gently this time, gyrating her hips.  "Good," she said, "because you know, if you did, I'd have to tear her apart...I protect my territory, like a lioness..." she smiled.

He couldn't help it.  "I know you would, you're an animal.  Is there any woman who intimidates or that you would turn tail from?" he goaded...

"Honey, no matter if she were a fucking WWE champion, I would face her down, even if I ended tits up and had gotten my ass kicked, which we both know would NEVER happen, I mean have you seen me fight?" she laughed as she felt him get harder..."...I mean, even if a bitch fucked me up, I would make sure she paid the price for fucking you and thought twice about ever fucking some married man again."

"I fucking love you..." he said, and he thrust so deeply inside of her that she screamed with pleasure.


Four days later, Jackson was doing the laundry and he saw the lingerie set.  Some times, men think with the wrong head.  He took the lingerie set from the clean laundry pile and put it in his bag. He knew that Kristin wouldn't miss it for a few days as she was working for the next four days in a row, which was why he was on laundry duty this week.

The next night, he met up with Jane and told her what it was.  He asked her to put it on for him.  She smiled.  He was such a funny guy and she knew he was turned on by the comparison between her and his wife.  She pulled on the thigh highs and the garter and slipped into the panties.  She and Kristin were closer in size than Jackson had even imagined.  She pulled on the bra, a front clasp, and feigned that it was too small for her and Jackson was suddenly hard, but then she clasped it easily and laughed, saying that if anything, Kristin was little fuller up top than she was. She modeled for him and then she took everything off and fucked his brains out.  In fairness, she came twice and loved it as much as he did.  His cock was so big and thick.



That night when he got home, Jackson put the lingerie in the dirty laundry basket for it to be washed. He went to the little home office they had, brought both pictures of Jane and Kristin in the lingerie up on the computer screen, and despite having fucked all night, jerked off to the idea of the two of them fighting over him. He then went to bed and slept peacefully. The next day when he woke up, to his surprise, Kristin was still home. 

"What happened, why are you home?" he asked. 

She smiled and jumped up from the table and did a little happy dance.  "Low census baby, I'm off!"  He smiled and walked up to her and gave her a kiss and poured himself a cup of coffee. 

He turned and said, "I've got to be at work in about an hour, I was going to throw a laundry in, but..."

She laughed and stood up and shook her butt at him...."Butt....I already threw it in! You're off the hook! Now take me upstairs and fuck my brains out.!!!"

After their sexual escapade, Jackson had to go.  "Maybe I'll come visit tonight--I'm off for the next three, baby!" she exclaimed.  "I'm gonna have dinner with Laura and then I'll swing by for a nightcap or two--as long as you can drive me home..."

He smiled, and said, "Of course."  As he walked out the back door through the laundry room, his heart sank though, as he realized he had made a grave mistake.  The lingerie set that he had deliberately put on the dirty laundry pile to be washed again was on the clean laundry pile to be folded.  There was nothing he could do without raising suspicion.  He was not sure that she would smell Jane on it, but Jane did wear her perfume very heavy and it was not the same as Kristin's.  She must have seen it and known that she had washed it. 

As he drove to work, he called Jane.  "What time do you get in tonight?" he asked. 

She told him she was a 9 pm start, and he asked if she could come early.  She assumed it was work related and said of course, she would come straight from the event she was attending.

When she walked in, he was nearly knocked off his feet, he had never seen her so dressed up, but she explained she had been attending a fund raising cocktail party and came straight in.

He walked her back to the office.  "No," she said, "I can't fuck you before work."

He shook his head.  "I need to end this."

She looked at him, "She found out." she stated.

"No, she didn't, but it got dangerously close--I was stupid with that lingerie, I didn't wash it right away and I freaked out a little and realized that the angst of all this was too much.  I mean, jeez Jane, you're amazing, but I'm 39 years old and she's 38 and you're 39 and we've got twins in college and I shouldn't be doing this.  Besides, if she found out it was you, she would probably stab you in the throat or slash your tires or something."

Jane laughed.  "All good, Jackson.  It was fun.  Thanks for being such a good sport.   Movin' on."

"Are you sure?  I feel badly." 

"Jackson, I told you that this was going to end and when it did I would be fine--there were no expectations.  Besides, I started dating someone a few weeks ago and it's going pretty well.  So now, let's just fuck for one last time and get to work. " She smiled, hiked her skirt up and he saw she wasn't wearing underwear.  He whipped his cock out--he couldn't stop himself and they fucked one last time.

It was a little after 10 pm when Kristin walked in and everyone in the bar stopped what they were doing to look.  She was in a criss cross halter dress that Jackson had only seen her wear once before, when they attended a wedding of a girl she hated and she wore it to upstage the bride.   Her huge breasts were on display and her face was heavily made up. 

She sidled up to the bar.  The night was relatively slow and with it being a weeknight the whole place would close at 11.  There were only a few patrons as Kristin smiled at Jane who was behind the bar and mouthed, "bourbon neat, coors light chaser please." 

Jane nodded and brought the drinks to Kristin.  "Hi Kris, I'll charge these to the manager..." she teased. 

Kris smiled, "You look nice ton--" she paused "tonight, Jane, where were you before you came to work?"  Jane explained. 

Kristin smiled.  "You smell good too.  I think I've smelled that perfume on you before, or maybe on someone else."

It was Jane's turn to pause but then she composed herself.  "Thanks Kristin.  It's D&G light blue..."

"Well I like it.  It's nice." Kristin said and she took a big gulp of her drink.

Jane turned to the taps and faked having trouble. 

"Jackson!" she yelled. 

He didn't hear.  Kristin turned to Jackson and called his name. He immediately turned to her.  "Jane needs you behind the bar."

He went to her and she gestured.  Kristin couldn't hear them.

"She knows." she whispered. 

"Fuck." he said.  "How do you know."

"She fucking knows.  Let me handle this."

"What? Why?"

"Because you'll need to deal with it at home anyway, I can try to help."

They finished what they were doing and she served the only other patron at the bar and looked at the waitstaff to see who was left in the restaurant.  She walked over to Kristin who had finished the bourbon and asked if she wanted another. 

Kristin shook her head no.  "I want to be pretty sharp for the next little while..." she said, now forcing a smile.   "What did he say when you told him I knew?" she asked.

"Kris, that's between you and him.  And it's over.  Just so you know.  It's over.  It never meant anything, he loves you."

Kristin nodded.  "You wore my fuck me lingerie?"

"No..." Jane lied for a second.  "Well, for a minute, he wanted a picture of me in it so he could dream about you...seriously he loves you."

"Oh he fucking loves me alright, Jane.  We'll finish this conversation after the restaurant is closed.  Please stay to close up though."

And she nursed her beer until the only people left in the bar were Jane, her husband and her. 

She turned to Jackson.  "Lock the door honey, will you? "

She turned to Jane, "Jane, I wish you weren't wearing such a nice outfit tonight.  And you may want to take those earrings out, but please come out from behind the bar." 

Jane didn't bother beating around the bush.  She knew where this was going.  She started walking around the bar and removed her heels and earrings.  "Kristin, you don't want to do this.  I'm not going to take it easy.  I'm going to defend myself. "

"Oh Jane, honey.  You're going to need to, because I'm a lioness and I'm going to defend my family."  and Kristin stepped out of her heels. 

Jackson started to speak, "Hey, guys, let's--"

"Shut up Jackson.  You're not in any position to say anything--and do not intervene no matter what happens to your little girlfriend here.  This will be over when I'm done.  Sit the fuck down."

And Jackson did.

Kristin walked towards Jane, and Jane didn't back away.  "Don't fucking touch my husband again you home wrecking bitch."

And Jackson couldn't help it.  His erection began to throb.

Kristin threw first.  And her punch was perfect.  The punch crashed into Jane's jaw and snapped her head to the side.  The brunette swung back and the punch caught Kris right in her gut.  Kris's face was pained. She started swinging punches and Jane did the same.  Both women were strong and neither was afraid of a fight.  They were punishing each other.  It was far worse than Jane's fight with the redhead that he witnessed and Kristin looked like she was getting as good as she was giving.  Neither was wearing clothes for a fight and only a few minutes in, Jane's dress was hiked up over her hips and her massive tits had escaped the top.  Kristin's huge tits had slipped out of her halter and her dress had ridden up as well.  Neither woman was wearing underwear. 

Kristin got in a punch that caught Jane in the face, causing the brunette to stumble.  The blonde swung mightily with several blows that hit her enemy with the dull thuds of fists on bodies.  Another blow sent Jane stumbling into the bar.  Kristin grabbed her hair, hauled her body back and smashed her upper body into the bar.  Jane's tits actually took the brunt of the blow before the brunette swung an elbow back and caught Kristin in her big tit, sending her stumbling back clutching her wounded tit.  The blonde stepped forward and swung a right hook that Jane blocked with her left arm and countered with two upper cuts to Kristin's belly.  The blows knocked the wind out of Kristin and Jane hit her in the face with a right and a left.  Kristin charged forward and wrapped her arms around Jane who was driven backwards by the momentum but instead of slamming into the bar, she spun and slammed Kristin into the bar.  She then hit Kristin in the back and then grabbed her hair and threw her into the middle of the room.  Kristin went tumbling to the ground and then quickly got to her feet, breathing hard, her face flushed, her hair askew.

"You done?" Jane asked.

"Not unless you are..."

"C'mon Kris, enough.  I told you it's over, I don't want to fuck you up."

Kris said, "Good, you aren't gonna, but I'm gonna fuck you up." and she charged at Jane again, this time the two women crashed together and their exposed breasts were crushed between them as Kristin drove Jane back into the bar, slamming her into it.  Jane winced in pain as her body was bent backwards.  She pressed her hand into Kristin's chin and pushed her head back as Kristin strained against her strength and pressed Jane's head down against the bar and then stepped onto the foot rail of a bar stool for leverage and began pounding Jane in the face and tits. 

The punches were brutal and Jane was getting hurt.  Kristin was not well-balanced though and Jane still had a hand under her chin.  With her other hand, she shoved Kristin backwards.  The blonde lost her balance and tumbled backwards landing on her ass.  If Jane hadn't been hit so many times, she would have leapt on Kristin but Kristin got up too quickly and Jane got off the bar too slowly. 

Jackson didn't realize who he was rooting for, but he knew Kristin was winning so far, and he found himself a little surprised by that.  Jane was about two inches taller and maybe 15 lbs heavier than Kristin. 

They were both breathing hard as they closed the distance and swung a few wild punches that connected.  They got in close quarters and for some reason, both women grabbed both of their opponent's breasts and began twisting and mauling.  They stumbled about trying to overpower one another as they whimpered, winced an groaned as they kneaded the other's big tits with their fingers and claws.  Kristin once again demonstrated her strength by driving Jane back into a column in the middle of the room causing Jane to moan in pain.

Jane let go of one of Kristin's tits and punched her in the jaw.  The punch hurt Kristin and she let go of Jane and took a few steps back.  Jane stepped forward and took a huge windup kick and slammed her foot perfectly between Kristin's legs.  Kristin yelped and clutched her crotch.  She was wounded and Jane stepped forward and hit three rights into Kristin's face dropping her to her knees.  She grabbed Kristin's hair, but Kristin wasn't stupid and she wrapped her arms around Jane's legs and the two struggled until Jane smartly fell forward on top of Kristin and the two struggle to gain a position on top of one another, with Jane successfully gaining  the top and straddling Kristin. 

Jackson winced as Jane proceeded to punch Kristin viciously in the face as Kristin struggled frantically to get free, screeching intermittently "Get the fuck off me you fat cow" as she bucked and flailed while Jane pummeled her.  Finally, Kristin jammed her thumbnail into Jane's exposed pussy and Jane squawked in pain and then Kristin bucked and unseated her and the two struggled to their feet. 

Jackson grimaced when he saw his wife's face.  Jane had really done a job on her.  Her left eye was swollen, her bottom lip was fat and her nose was bleeding.  Her face was flushed, her tits were red and battered.  When he looked at Jane, she looked bad, but not as bad as Kristin.  He was also shocked to realize that he was so turned on seeing his wife not only fight but now be losing after initially winning that he felt guilty.

"I'm kicking the shit out of you Kristin..." Jane gasped between big breaths.  "Please, before I leave you tits up and spread eagle, let's just stop.  I'm sorry."

"Ffffuck you..." slurred Kristin through a swollen mouth.  "I was kicking the shit out of you 5 minutes ago and then you got lucky.  This isn't over until your tits up and begging me to stop."

They closed the distance between them and Kristin swung a punch.  It was slow and looping and Jane blocked it and countered.  Her punch connected.  Kristin swung with the other hand and Jane blocked it and countered and her punch connected again.  Kristin's knees wobbled.  She swung again and Jane caught her fist.  She swung and Kris caught hers.  A test of strength ensued.  Kris was stronger and initially she gained ground on Jane, but Kristin was also more severely injured and so her stamina waned more quickly and Jane gradually overpowered her and forced her to her knees.  Jane then unloaded a brutal knee to Kristin's face and knocked her back onto her back.  The brunette then went to straddle Kristin but as she moved to do so, the blonde shot both of her hands up into her exposed pussy and grabbed and twisted mightily. 

Jane yelled in pain as she pried Kristin's hands from her sensitive crotch.

"I'm gonna ruin you!"  screamed Kris as she grit her teeth and twisted harder.  Jane finally pried Kristin's hands from her pussy as tears rolled down her cheeks from the pain and then she sat down on Kristin's belly and growled, "You brought this on yourself, Kris." and she began throwing punches into Kristin's face and tits again as Kristin tried to fight back but to no avail.   Jane was winning definitively now and all three of them knew it.

After nearly a minute of punishment.  Jane stopped and got up off of the battered blonde.  Kristin lay on her back, tits up and not moving.

"You're done, Kristin.  It's over.  You met a better woman tonight and despite me trying to let you off easy, you were too stubborn you dumb bitch and now you got your ass kicked trying to punish me for an affair that was already over.  I'm sorry.  Now go the fuck home and deal with your husband who loves you while I put ice on my pussy and my face.  You're a tough bitch, but you just met a tougher one. "

"Go fuck yourself..." mumbled Kristin as she rolled to her hands and knees and struggled to get to her feet, refusing to cry in front of the woman who kicked her ass. 

She was frustrated as she let Jackson help her to the car.  She cried quietly as the pain and frustration washed over her.  He got in the driver's seat.

"I'm so sorry." he said as they began the drive home.

"Some lioness..." she whimpered between tears.   "She really fucked my husband and fucked me up.  Of all the fights to lose..."

"You fucked her up good though, Kris.  You lost, but she won't forget you."

"I fucking hate that I still love you..." she said, "And that I forgive you....and worse, that I'm so horny I want you to pull over and fuck me right now...."

And so he did.


the end.

[maturepair]

Masterful storytelling

[DavidG]

Really enjoyed that

[tr0tz]

Epic tale, thank you!