Mara and I continued to hook up after our encounter at my work. Usually, she would text me telling me when her parents were out and I could come by. I got so bored at the mismanagement at my job that I started punching in and going home, then go back to punch out after my shift was over. No one said anything to me.
On days I couldn’t meet Mara, she would often sext me, just to drive me crazy. I avoided responding when Alison was in the room, but Mara usually became more insistent. One time she sent me a selfie of herself masturbating.
Later in the summer, I went on a family trip with Alison for two weeks. I told Mara about so she wouldn’t try to reach me. She was eerily silent during this time. When I got back, I tried to reach out to her, but she didn’t reply. I started to wonder if she had gotten tired of me.
One night, Alison and I went out with some friends to a bar. We were all just sitting casually, drinking, and having a good time in a lounge area. I was sitting facing the bar, and out of the corner of my eye, I see her. Mara walked in, seemingly unaware of me. She was wearing a short black skirt and a tight red halter top.
Her entrance caught me off guard, but I managed to avoid staring. She sat down at the bar by herself and ordered a drink. She was right my field of vision, so I could watch her while still staying in the conversation with my friends.
Some guy walked up to her and started chatting him up. She seemed to respond to him, laughing, flirting, and touching him.
Bitch!
I was fuming internally. Had she moved on from me that quickly? I get that we weren’t in a relationship, but she had put a lot of effort into seducing me and my guilt about cheating hadn’t exactly gone away. Now she was here chatting up some other dude like I didn’t matter? A couple times, I swore she glanced in my direction, which only made me madder. Did she know I was here? Was she taunting me?
I saw her excuse herself and get up to go to the toilet. I thought, this was my chance. I had to know. I left my friends and Alison and followed her. This place had these gender neutral toilets that only one person could use. I saw her go into one and just as she was closing the door, I pushed it back and burst in.
She was clearly surprised at my entrance, but when she saw it was me, she seemed to grow icy. I just froze for a bit, grasping for something to say.
“You didn’t return my texts,” was all I could manage.
“So what?” she said. “I don’t owe you anything.” She turned away and started adjusting her makeup. I figured she wanted to look good for the guy she had waiting out there. In a fit, I grabbed her arm an spun her around to face me, the makeup flying out of her hand.
“You fucking bitch!” I said. “You don’t just get to blow me off after everything you put me through.”
She yanked her arm out of my hand and backed away.
“Fuck off! You know you wanted it. If I knew you were gonna be a little bitch about it, I would never have fucked you.”
I was taken aback at her vehemence. She glared at me for a bit, then turned away and bent down to pick up the makeup. I don’t know what happened to my brain then, but I just had this primal urge to win this fight. I charged forward and spun her around again. This time I forcefully kissed her. She responded by pushing me away. She was surprisingly strong and I fell back against the opposite wall. Then she slapped me.
We stared at each other, panting. My blood was pumping and she was starting to show that same animal hunger she showed at the party.
I lunged at her again, taking her in my arms and kissing her. She responded by cluching my head, and pulling my hair a little. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around me. I lifted her so her ass rested on the sink. As she kissed me, she bit down on my bottom lip causing me to wince. I reached for her throat, trying to get her to stop. She looked at me in anger, then reached down into my pants. I was already hard at this point, and she yanked on my dick, not bothering to be gentle.
Fine, if that’s the way she wanted it.
I let go of her throat and reached under her skirt. I tore off her panties like they were nothing. She undid my pants and pulled them down enough to expose my hungry cock. I pulled her hips into me and pressed my cock in. I wasn’t gentle either. I heard her moan as I started fucking her.
After a minute or two, she suddenly threw herself against me, causing me to shift backwards into the other wall to stay standing. She clutched her legs around me and started humping. I felt her pull head back, exposing my neck, which she started sucking. I grunted at the sensation. Then got my balance again, and pushed her back against the sink. I yanked down her top, exposing her magnificent tits. I pinched and bit her nipples, returning her raw passion in kind. She moaned again.
This time was different than our previous encounters. Previously, she broke my will and had her way with me. This time, we were both going at it, each trying to dominate the other.
I continued to fuck her as she leaned back and moaned louder with each thrust. When I realized she was getting close to coming, I slowed down, I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction. She seemed to notice what I was doing and started kissing me again.
I slowly lowered myself to my knees, bringing her with me. I lay back on the floor. She adjusted her position and started riding me. Her pace quickened as she fucked herself on my dick. She started screaming as she began her orgasm. But I wasn’t done yet.
While she was distracted, I spun as around so that I was on top and she was on the floor. I was close to coming, but I was gonna finish on top. She stopped moaning, as if her orgasm had been interrupted. I grabbed her arms and held her down, then started plowing her with everything I had. She started screaming again, probably attracting a lot of attention, but I didn’t care.
I felt a wave wash over me and I humped her with a manic abandon. Then, I came in her with a powerful eruption.
We lay there breathing hard for a few moments. Eventually, I gathered my strength and got up. She followed. Neither of us said anything. She adjusted her clothes to cover herself and I buckled my pants.
I leaned against the sink, still catching my breath. Mara pulled out the makeup again and re-applied. She looked at my reflection and smiled. Then she opened the door and left.
I was about to follow when Alison immediately walked in. Apparently she had been waiting for the toilet to be available and had assumed Mara was on her own.
She froze when she saw me, her face contorting with shock and surprise.
I had no words.
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