Homewrecker

Courtney stumbled down the sidewalk, walking blindly away from the horror she just endured. She could still smell him on her. Her stomach lurched and she's bit back bile.

She needed a minute. She had to breathe. Had to think. Not looking where she went she clip-clopped on high heels down a driveway. Ducking inside she found herself on a small path towards someone's backyard, tall hedges on the right and the house to her left.

She pressed her head against the cool brick, hands supporting her body against the house. One leg was stretched out long, the other bent. Courtney did not realize it but she was striking a very sexy pose.

"Uhmm...can I help...you?" A man holding two bags of garbage.

Courtney's eyes flickered open and she sighed, straightening. The man was young-ish, late twenties and handsome but clearly confused.

"Can you," her mind screamed as she saw herself reach into her bag, "Help me?"

She held out the condom to him in a hand far steadier than her mind was.

The man looked from the condom to Courtney.

"My wife...is inside..." He looked back and forth from the condom to her, faster now.

A wife. Of course. Now she was one of those awful sluts who fucked married men.

But maybe not...maybe he'd do the right thing.

She saw his eyes change. His gaze turned flinty as she saw herself change in his eyes. She went from a girl in trouble...into a thing. A thing to push his cock into.

She didn't even resist. Turning back to the wall she braced herself against it, sticking out her ass. Her skirt was short even this slight act fully exposed her damp cunt.

Wife or not all hesitation was gone. He took the condom and in one deft motion slid it on. There was no fumbling or awkward old man here. He pushed his cock against her pussy slipping his head inside. She heard him grunt in delight.

Without any fanfare he rammed himself in all the way. Courtney yelped, then felt his breath on her ear.

"Shhhhh...she's right....there...." He pointed up to a window only a few feet away.

She bit her lip and tried to keep quiet but he was relentless. His hands gripped her narrow waist and he began to yank her back into him. Almost as quickly as it began it was over though. Soon she felt the tell tale clenching of his muscles and then the surging of his cock as it dumped its contents.

She felt his hands linger on her hips for a moment and as he withdrew she groaned at the feeling of emptiness he left behind. She'd just been used like a rag by a stranger.

She took two weak steps backwards, and he was already pulling up his pants. He held the condom over the garbage, and Courtney was amazed at the amount of semen he'd filled it with. It looked like a gallon.

He smiled nastily seeing her eye it.

"Wife dont't give it up much. Been saving that batch. Oh you needed this didn't you?" He tossed it at her feet, letting it splat wetly on her big toe.

"Get fucking lost. " he said coldly, hands balled into fists at his side in a clear sign of menace.

She bent down awkwardly feeling her skirt slide up. Her cheeks turned bright red at the shame of having to pick up her "prize". Quickly with a skill that was coming all too quickly she tied off the condom and dropped it in her purse. She didn't look back but she could feel his eyes watching her go.