No Rest For The Wicked

I'm more than a little terrified by what I just witnessed. Looking at the phone as she put it down, it's very obvious that she did in fact make that call. Not only do I see a call time, text messages from "♡❤♡William❤♡❤" are coming in fast and furiously.

"Please tell me your joking?!?!?! hahah. Not funny J."

"You are joking right? Janet?"

"BITCH!!! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!"

"Fuck you, and fuck your apartment! Dumb bitch thinks she can dump me!"

"Babe...the cops are at the front door, did you call them???? Please, I'm sorry..."

"Shit...they're about to break down the door. I'm going to open it, but I might need you to bail me out later, please?"

Okay, now I don't feel quite so bad. Sure, he just had his world caved in, but he jumped to super aggressive pretty damn quickly. I think I might be able to rationalize to myself that I was the good guy here. Maybe. Either way, It's my move. She just asked if she can crash with me, and it looks like her place might not be up to par at the moment. "Of course you can stay with me Janet. I'd love to get to know you better." The sultry look she's beaming at me tells me that I just gave her a very correct answer. Let's see if I can press my luck. "In fact, why don't you lose that dress and come join me on the couch."

"Master, I would love to!" With that she quickly yanks the dress up over her head and tosses it at my face. By the time I'm able to disentangle myself, she's already made herself very comfortable. "Oh Mike," she sings, "I'm waiting."

I'm not sure if my prompt response is evidence for or against chivalry being dead, but as quick as I could, I doffed my clothes as fast as I could. In the back of my mind, I heard the ::THUNK:: of the bag of coins hitting the floor, but for now, I'm content to settle in behind her and pull her to my lap. "Janet, you're absolutely gorgeous, and what you did for me in the park was amazing! I've never had sex in public before, and I've never cum so hard either. I think it is my turn to pay you back." I harshly whisper into her ear.

With that, I start running my fingertips over her panty covered crotch. There's already a pronounced wetspot along her slit, and it's growing ever damper. "Why miss..." Fuck, I don't even know her last name. No time for that now. "It seems you've been a naughty girl." I say, as I gently nibble on her earlobe. "Being mean to men in the park, trying to get your...master in trouble." The moan and full body shiver at that was hard to miss.

"I'm so sorry master! I tried to make it up to you! I can try again if you..."

"No, my dear, you did a wonderful job apologizing. But now I want to show you something different. I want to show you the benefits of being nice to me, to your ::gulp:: master."

"Oh oh oh, I'll be so good master. I promise."

"I know you will, Janet." With that, I slide my right hand into her moist panties and start running my fingers up and down her lips. "Because, when you're a good little girl for me, I'll do stuff like this to you." Slowly inserting one finger into her pussy, I begin thrusting in and out, listening to her try to control her ragged breathing, feeling her hips trying to take my finger deeper and deeper. "That's a good girl, does that feel good in your tight pussy?"

"Fuck, yes! It feel so good sir!"

"Well, if one's good, do you want to try two?" The only response I get is a rapid head nod, so I oblige. A second finger joins the first, meanwhile, my left hand is alternating between kneading her tits, and pinching and pulling at her nipples. All attempt at controlling her breathing has gone out the window. Now she's panting heavily, in time with my motion. Time to escalate things. Curling my fingers, I start searching her vagina, looking for the ever elusive G-spot. It doesn't take long before I believe I may have struck gold!

"RIGHT THERE! HOLY SHIT, RIGHT THERE! What did you do? It's never felt like that before, even when it's me! William never even got close to making me feel this good, and it only took two fingers!

"You've been a very good girl for me. Now, I want you to continue being a very good girl...I want you to say 'Fuck William.'"

I didn't need to ask twice. Janet followed my request immediately, even taking some initiative. . "OH, FUCK WILLIAM! FUCK WILLIAM! FUCK HIS TINY DICK! UGH...fuck...I HOPE I NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN. I DON'T CARE IF HE IS ELECTED MAYOR. FUCK WILLIAM!" Hmm...I think. Mayor? That might be problematic, but that is a concern for another day. Janet is screaming now, louder and louder. If any of my neighbors are home, they are hearing it. "I'M SO HAPPY YOU SAVED ME MIKE! I JUST WISH YOU HAD FUCKED ME RIGHT THERE IN THE FLOWERBED! AAAHHhhhhhh." The lovely blonde trails off as she hits her orgasm.

She may have just had one orgasm, but now I'm like a shark. There's blood in the water, and I'm going in for the kill. "Did you like that little orgasm, Janet?"

Her head snaps up in surprise. "bla...little?"

"That's right, Janet, little. I think you're going to like number 2." With that, I move into overdrive. My fingers pump faster and faster, while my thumb starts circling her clit. Janet is leaning back now, grinding her panty covered ass on my hard dick, moaning incomprehensibly, while I continue to nip at her ear and neck. Despite having just cum, Janet cannot help but feel herself racing back towards the mountain top.

"Before you cum Janet, I need you to do something form me."

Too far gone to respond at first, I slow my actions. "NOOOOO! Don't stop. Please. PLEASE! I'm so close!"

"Oh, I've no plans to stop. But before I let you cum, I need you to do something for me."

"Anything. ANYTHING! Just keep fucking me with your fingers!"

"Because you asked so nicely." With that I pick up the pace again. "But, if you want to cum, I need you to tell me what you are."

"What I am?"

"Yes." Picking up the pace even more now. My fingers are a blur over her snatch. "Tell me what you are."

"Oh fu, fu, fuck! Mike. Sir. MASTER....I'm YOURS!" With that Janet launches herself into another massive orgasm, announcing her pleasure to the entire complex, and probably the one across the street. Her juices flooding her panties and soaking my hand. "Holy shit sir." She sighs. Then, promptly passes out. As her breathing returns to normal, I hear a knocking at my door. Shit, how long has that been going on?

"Hold on a second! I'll be right there." I quickly extract myself from Janet's tangle of limbs run to the bathroom to grab myself a towel. Taking a quick breath to calm my mind, I reach to open my door.