At work, Charla was the drama girl and work bully. If there was no drama going on, she would start it. She was related to the family who owned the restaurant and I was the dishwasher and janitor. But because of her, I was sometimes also the electrician, the hedge trimmer, window cleaner and if someone messed up the toilets, I became a plumber. Aside from a part time cook, I was the only other guy there. Not that it usually benefited me as it seemed that I was the only one that remained single the whole time I worked there.
Charla would have these moments where she was okay. Like talkative, getting along and seemingly normal but then if something didn’t go right, like a customer’s order perhaps, she’d talk down to whoever took the blame as if they were ten years old. After closing, she would purposefully hide objects under cabinets, stove, etc. and check after I cleaned just to make sure that I did a thorough job of cleaning. If I missed anything, she’d raise her tone and either say something smart ass about it or make a big deal out of it. I found myself fantasizing over the idea of how I’d like to smack my dick across her face a few times as if it would teach her a lesson or something. I often wondered if she even realizes how she makes others feel and I don’t think she even would care if she did and likely her treatment of others doesn’t cross her mind.
When she caught her boyfriend cheating on her, I felt some glee. As if a bit of karma had occurred. Everything was just drama, drama with her. While she can be mentally exhausting, she’s also got a great body, maybe 120 lbs, good hip to waist ratio. When no one else was around, I told her to get revenge and cheat on him with me. I then told her to take a picture of us and send it to him so that he would know how it felt. She said “I’m not stooping to his level” which I took it as dismissive and I blew it off as if I was just kidding. After cleaning up she bombarded me with the usual questions in a shitty tone. “Did you get everything put up?” “Did you clean the restroom good?” etc. Always sounding distrusting as if I’m always trying to get out of doing my job or something.
Then she surprised me when I clocked out, handing me a piece of paper. I asked “what’s this?” and she said “My address. Get a shower and be there by 11” in her usual bossy tone. I arrived and not a lot of time was wasted on small talk. Her apartment was small, very messy and she was wearing a bland, long night shirt with nothing underneath. She told me to do her doggy style and bent over the couch after handing me her phone telling me to take a picture of me fucking her so she could send it to her now ex. I guess she liked my idea.
She has blond hair but the carpet didn’t match the drapes as I realized she must dye her hair. A landing strip style pubic cut and I noticed she had a tattoo on her inner thigh of what appeared to be a butterfly surrounding some other from that I didn’t make out. She turned back to look at me and said “don’t you dare nut in me or I’ll break your dick” I just playfully replied “ooh, that sounds kinky” and she rammed her butt back into my hip as if to say just shut up and fuck. I took several photo’s, one of my dick in her from behind and one with my hand on her back as she turned her head back towards the camera which is the more identifiable photo for her ex.
A few minutes in and she’s getting into it with loud, panting moans. I flip her over on her back on the couch and remount. We get into a brisk thrusting rhythm and she’s getting wet enough to drench an area of the cushion. Watching her facial expressions felt very liberating for all those times she talked down to me. She mostly kept her eyes closed and her mouth gaped open while panting heavily and moaning on the exhale. It felt really good to put the screw on her attitude and I did just what she told me not to do. I pulled out but she didn’t say where she wanted it, so I pulled out and quickly climbed over her with my dick now in front of her face as she opened her eyes to see what I was doing. I blew my wad on her face as the first rope shot across her left eye and nose. I then smacked my dick across her lips and she let out a squeamish scream. The rest landed across her cheek and lips. She practically threw me off and yelled “ya fucking asshole, not on my face” to which I replied “well you didn’t say where”. She quickly used her hands to wipe my junk while getting up and jotted to the kitchen. I heard the water run and she began bitching about her eye stinging. I kind of chuckled to myself, never feeling so gratified before.
She told me to not tell anyone at work but seeing how she was always talking about other people’s business, figured it was only fitting. Everyone seemed to get a chuckle out of it and made me feel as if I was their hero or something since no one really liked her. Charla was mad at me for a while, only talking to me when she had to. I eventually got a job over at Pizza hut for $11 to start which is what I was making at the restaurant anyway. Even though I’m sure she never changed, I still feel very gratified about that facial.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pg7849/mf_i_screwed_a_mean_girl_on_the_rebound_and_it
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> When no one else was around, I told her to get revenge and cheat on him with me
Man do I love it when these posts involve sexual harassment 🙄