I was sitting there simply putting together a puzzle as I tend to do in my spare time. It happens to be one of my hobbies and something I quite enjoy. I reached for my glass of wine as I heard the phone ring. I paused what I had been doing and went to answer it. Hardly anyone calls me on this number but it’s late so it must be important.
“H-Hello?”
“Hi, Julie? I tried calling your cellphone but it was going straight to voicemail.”
“Oh, Hey John, yeah my phone probably died. What’s up? Is everything okay?”
“Not really… Nancy and I broke up… Is it okay if I come over?”
“Yeah, yeah of course… what else are friends good for? I’ll get another bottle of wine ready!”
“Thanks, Julie… This is why you are the best. See you in a bit.”
“See you soon!”
I sighed as I set the phone down onto the receiver again. That’s a shame that John and Nancy had broken up. I always thought they were such a good couple. She and I even went on several shopping trips and lunches together. I wonder what had happened although I’m sure I will get the details short once John arrives.
Setting the puzzle aside for now, I make my way into the kitchen and grab another chilled bottle of win from the refrigerator and look for the bottle opener on the counter. Once opened I hear a vehicle pull into the gravel driveway. That must be him. I reached for another glass and filled it and topped mine off and had it ready for him once he walked through the door.
The door opened, “Honey, I’m hooooome,” came booming in from the front room followed by hallow laughter. You could tell he was trying to make light of the situation but it wasn’t really working for him.
“In the kitchen John!”
As I saw him walk in I pushed the glass towards the corner of the island counter in front of a nearby stool. You could see the frustration on his face. He had been mad about the situation, whatever that was.
“Thanks…”
“You’re welcome. So, do you want to talk about it?”
He looked to me and then to the glass of wine and picking the glass up he chugged the contents and asked for a refill. To which I quickly did.
“She broke up with me because she said I was too caught up on other women. It’s so stupid. She made this whole story line up in her head that you and I even had something going on and I tried to explain to her that you and I were just best friends and nothing more but she didn’t want to hear that.”
I nearly spat my wine out as he started talking when he said that Nancy believed him and I had a thing going on.
“What the hell? You’re like my older brother.”
“Yeah, I know…”
The night went on and John continued to tell me about what Nancy had been saying over the last several weeks. It was beyond crazy because there has never been anything between him and I… EVER. I kept refilling his glass and before I knew it, he was down a bottle and angrier than before.
Getting up I went to grab another bottle of wine from the shelf this time. Grabbing the opener and began fiddling with it. I could hear John shifting around as I heard the legs of the stool moving against the flooring. Moments later I felt John behind me… uncomfortably close to me. I stepped closer to the counter and to my left. He followed to the left slightly and brushed my hair back from the side of my face exposing my neck. I turned my body away in an attempt to brush off your attention.
“John, what do you think you are doing?”
“Oh. C’mon, Jules… maybe Nancy was right… maybe there is something between us and we been denying it all this time.”
“No… John, there is nothing between us… like at all and you know I’m seeing Steve. I really hope you are just joking around.”
I go to shift some more but John gripped his hand around my neck tightly, his fingers digging into my skin and pulling at my hair all in the same action. Jerking my head to his hear, he bites it.
“You’re going to pretend I’m Steve then, or this is going to be difficult and you don’t want to be difficult for me? Now do you bestie?”
“John this is NOT funny!”
“Of course, it’s not funny you teasing little bitch!”
John forcefully shoved my face and torso over the counter while clawing at my flimsy yoga pants. It didn’t take long for him to rip them open from a minor tear in the crotch. They were an old pair but the real mistake was that I was wearing a thong to prevent a panty line. Now I’m hating myself for it because john obviously means business and I don’t know how to stop him.
I started to cry as the mad man continued clawing between my legs with his free hand and continue to press his body weight against my torso. I tried pressing myself off the counter but with no luck. He had me wedged firmly.
“That’s right, don’t even fight it.”
“STOP IT, JOHN!”
I began to get more active as I felt John’s hand move from tearing my pants to unbutton his. I wiggled and squirmed and kicked my legs out all while swinging my elbows. I was doing everything I could think of. It just wasn’t working. John was a big man, and I a fairly small woman. I never thought I would have to fight against him though. This was a match I wouldn’t win, well not easily… if at all. I did manage to land a few hits which only were met with laughter on his end.
“Keep on, Julie… You’re so cute when you get worked up.”
Before I knew it he had pulled my thong panties to the side and thrust himself into me. It felt like fire between my thighs. He grunted as he shoved my face into the counter and I was still pleading with him to stop the madness. He thrusted once more and was fully inside. I could feel where my sex was beginning to lubricate itself. Which only made me feel shameful because this shouldn’t be happening and that is only going to make him think I want it more.
“Oooh, maybe we should have played around before now, girl you feel so fucking good.”
“Please, John… please stop it right here, right now and no one will have to know a thing.”
John reached towards the back of my head and swung my torso up and against his chest. From there he firmly gagged my mouth with his hand. Assuming he was done hearing me plead for him to stop. I still cried out and beg hoping he could still make out what I was saying as the words turned to sobs while my pussy burned and tried to soothe itself.
His cock barreled into me over and over again with short grunts and groans. I could feel the pulsing heat of his shaft growing within me as my pussy wrapped around his cock like a sleeve made for him. He was larger than Steve… or so it felt.
Several more grunting thrusts and his body began to stiffen up as he groaned. I could feel him shooting his load deep within my vagina as the healed rolled throughout me. I can’t believe he just did that. I stopped sobbing momentarily. At a loss for words and completely stunned at the fact of what happened. It was all too much for me to think about.
John uncovered my mouth and stepped away from me. Collecting himself together and whispers into my ear over my shoulder.
“This is just between us, right?”
I opened my mouth to say something but words didn’t come out. My brain couldn’t even make a sentence at the moment. It all became real once he had finished within me. I slowly crumpled to the floor in disgust with him and myself. This is not something a friend does to another… I looked up at him from the floor and he had a smile across his face as he was gathering his things.
“I was going to drive home but after drinking a bottle of wine I think it best if I sleep on the couch. You don’t mind, right Jules? What else are friends for?”
