No

That would be the perfect story, right? Zach taking all of his frustration out on her, or ruining her perfect reputation across town, or something. But no, he doesn’t have it in him to retaliate. Part of him, I think, still loves her, and yet, he hates her guts. He loves the idea of Maggie, but not the physical. Her boy toy had already ditched her too, and she was on the hunt for a new one.

Maggie certainly wasn’t ugly. She had a cute enough face, almost no titties, and a cute but small butt. Not necessarily the catch of the century, but understandable as to why Zach went after her in the first place. But now, that perfect princess reputation she had is ruined. And how you might ask? Well, simply put, the bitch came after me.

It was late one Friday night. I was about to go to sleep, but then my phone dinged with a new notification.

“Hey John, I know it’s way past bedtime… but I can’t help but wonder what you’re up to. Care for some late-night mischief?

“What the fuck Maggie? Are you drunk or something. After all that happened with Zach, you’re really trying with me now.”

“Oh come on John, don’t be such a pussy. It would be so much fun, just us two. Besides, it’s no fun to drink by myself.”

“And why would you think I’d have anything to do with you, huh?”

“John, stop being a wimp. It would just be a couple times, I just need to be fucked. Besides, I’ve heard you’re pretty good at it. Please just come over tonight, I promise it’ll be worth it for you. I’ve got something I’ve been wanting to try, and I need a rough, strong man to do it with.”

“Fuck Maggie, I really don’t want to. But everything in me is saying to go. You know what, fuck it. I’m on my way. But not a word to anyone about this.”

Not sure of how yet, I know I’m going to get her back myself, and give myself some pleasure while I’m at it. I get to her house, and she’s surprisingly not super drunk. And she looks amazing. She’s in a super sexy black lingerie set, the stockings accentuating her legs amazingly. Her long, dark hair is straightened, and done up in a tight ponytail. She is smiling wide once I arrive, and she caresses my crotch when she opened the door. “I’ve been waiting a long time for this, you know” she say seductively as she guides me to a back room of her house. Once we enter the room, it’s very clear what she meant by trying something new, and it makes getting **** on her much easier.