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The Fight

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Should I type the next chapter of this story?

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clayc1968

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This is a work of fiction, maybe.

"I'm so mad at him," she said. "Can you come over and help me throw his stuff in the dumpster? If he wants it, he can jump in there and go through all the other garbage to get it. HA! Can you PLEASE come over and help me? I will soooooo remember this favor."

Well, of course I went over there. I had a crush on her since before either of us were adults so this may have been my only shot.

When I got there, I was surprised and disappointed to find out another man got there before me. "Hi, my name's Rodrigo but my friends call me Rob." I wanted to say, "Nice to meet you, go away!"

"This is my friend Rob. When he heard all the yelling he came over. But then all the cops showed up and he has warrants so he left and came back when the cops were gone. He's been such a big help for me."

This crazy bitch can't go one hour without a man. But her face, body and personality create the winning combination to be a man magnet for life. Why is she such a loser magnet? At least she called me.

The apartment was a disaster so we proceeded to clean it up. We made repeat trips to the dumpster and threw much of her exboyfriends belongings in it. She told us what a ***** and drug addict he was. She told us about his violent temper and how he hit her. She left out the part where she smacked him first and threw the first object, something or another that he cared about. She pitched it across the room and destroyed. Even so, they hauled him away in handcuffs and left her behind. All of this was in the soon to be written police report which I wouldn't read for months.

Halfway through the evening, she informed us that she needed to go to the store and pick up a few things. She told us to come on. The three of us walked to her car. She gets in the driver's seat and Rob positioned himself so he would be in the front seat next to her. I took my seat in the back.

We drove to a drug store and she hands me a list and asks if I'll run in for her. She asked if I needed her card. There wasn't much on the list so I told her not to worry about it.

Inside the store, she calls me on my cell and says she promised to buy Rob some beer for helping her. She asked if I would grab two tall boy Budweisers for him. Reluctantly, I said yes. I heard Rob mumble something and then she said if I wanted one to buy three because he is going to drink his two. SERIOUSLY? Yeah, she was serious. I bought two for him, none for me. Back to the apartment we went.

After allot of work, it was time for me to go because I had to be at my job early to open the store. I kept waiting for Rob to leave but he didn't. He also had a big argument earlier with his wife and she kicked him out and told him not to come back until the end of the weekend (it was Friday evening).

When I was able to get her to myself for a few moments, she (Jennifer) informed me that she was going to let him spend the night since his wife made him homeless for the weekend. "Are you going to feel safe with him here? You don't even know him and he has warrants," I said. "I can take care of myself," she responded. "And after everything I've been through, I want a man here tonight." "I'm sorry I can't stay," I told her. "Don't worry about it. Rob will be with me. I trust him." She was acting like she wanted to fuck him. "Where is he going to sleep?" I asked. "Either on the couch or with me. Why?" "I was just wondering," I replied. "You just keep wondering." "You'd really let him sleep with you after you just met him? And you know he has warrants." "Maybe?" she flirted back. "What do you care? Are you jealous?" "I was just asking" That was enough of that conversation.

About an hour later, it was time for me to go so I could get to bed at a decent hour. Jennifer gave me a hug and thanked me. "See ya, dude," said Rob. I'm sure he was anxious for me to leave.

Out the door I go.

"For a while, I thought he was never going to leave," Jennifer said to Rob. "He really likes you." "I know but you helped me more and your better looking so I was just ready for him to go." If that wasn't a subtle hint for Rob to pick up on, what is?

Rob drank his two tall boys and the two sat on the couch making idle chit chat. He had worked his arm around her shoulder and she leaned her head onto his. Finally, she said, "I'm exhausted, I'm going to bed."

"You sure it's cool if I crash here?" he asked. "I said yes. We already had this conversation. Are you staying or not?"

"Yeah, I'll stay. Thanks. You want me to sleep on the couch?" "You can sleep where ever you want," she flirted back.

Rob watched Jennifer walk toward her bedroom. She opened the door and left it wide open as she proceeded deeper into her room. Rob bounced in behind her.

"Mind if I sleep in here?" he asked, grinning from ear to ear. "Didn't I just say you could sleep where ever you want?" "Okay, yes ma'am," Rob responded. These two...........

"Should I wear my jeans to bed or do you want me to put on some shorts of your boyfriend's?" he asked Jennifer.

"ARE YOU CRAZY? No, you aren't wearing jeans in my bed and I don't want to see anything of my EXboyfriend's. Especially on you. Just take your jeans off. I've seen plenty of men with their pants off before."

Pleased with himself, he kicked his shoes off and began to unfasten his jeans. Jennifer pulled off her top, then unhooked her bra and removed it. She kicked off her shoes and began to unfasten her own jeans.

By this time, Rob was feeling pretty good about himself and he pulled off his t-shirt, wearing only his boxers. Jennifer pulled her jeans down to reveal a black thong.

"Looks good," Rob assured her. "Yeah, I know," Jennifer sassed back.

Then she pulled off her thong. At that, Rob yanked his boxers down and stepped out of them. They crawled into bed nude.

"I know it's a big bed but scoot over here," Jennifer told him. He did. Why wouldn't he? "Closer," she said as she gently grabbed his dick.

He crawled on top of her and she guided him in. For the next 45 minutes, they fucked each other silly. Missionary, doggie style, her on top. That was followed up by some 69 after play. Afterwards, he scooted back around on the bed and they spooned into a comfortable position. He placed his hand on her tit and she put her hand over his, gently rubbing his wedding band.

They fell asleep and woke up in two completely different positions. The covers had shifted below Jennifer's chest. They made idle chit chat and then he asked if she wanted to do it one more time before they got up. "Definitely," she said. And for about 30 minutes, that's exactly what they did.

As they got out of bed, she told Rob she was going to take a shower. "Okay," he responded. "No silly, come on. Don't you want to take a shower with me?"

Of course he did. And of course, they fucked again in the shower.

To be continued........
 
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Having written many many stories, I want to say that I like your writing style. You incorporate a sense of reality with humor, and that's good. Only thing I saw wrong with the first part, two paragraphs up there need to be broken up into one or two more paragraphs. especially the one that starts out..'When I...." That one should be broken up into several lines since there is so much conversation in it.

Also, when the man telling the first part left, (we never learn his name)and he says, "Out the door I go..", you make rather an uneven jump into telling what happened after he left. It might have been better if you had told the first section in third person rather than first person.

Jennifer knew she was taking advantage of BLANK'S good nature, but that was the way she had always been. She told him to get the beer, knowing full well that later she would be sending him home because Rodrigo was the one she really wanted to fuck tonight.

Crude and quick, just saying you could have said it all from the woman's perspective from beginning to end and it would flow better, but I and all the other readers still got the point of the story and I and they encourage you to write on.
 
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