Break
By A.J. Brown
Guy finds a girl for his inexperienced friend


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"I talked to this chick that wants to fuck you, dude" Ruslan wrote to Garrett
on instant messenger.

Why did Garrett even open his mouth? He and Ruslan had become good buddies and
were often going out to bars together trying to meet girls. But the previous
night when they were drinking was when it came out. Garrett was a virgin. He
was 29-years-old so he tried to keep quiet about that but after hanging out
with Ruslan enough the truth finally came out.

"Oh yeah?" Garrett wrote back.

Ruslan meant well but Garrett knew how this most likely was going to go down.
Ruslan would hook the two of them up and Garrett would pursue her but she
wouldn't have the level of interest that Ruslan made her out to have. He was
always trying to hook people up but it wasn't always that simple. Especially
for Garrett who normally had a tough time talking to girls and couldn't easily
just seal the deal like some other guys might be able to do. It was part of
the reason he was still a virgin.

"Here's her IM" Ruslan wrote and he gave it to him. "Her name is Heather.
Message her and make this happen."

Ruslan hadn't been an asshole about it at all when he heard the news and he
sounded like he wanted to do nothing but help his friend. Ruslan was only
26-years-old so it was a tad embarrassing that Garrett needed help on
something like this from someone three years younger than him but it was what
it was. He felt a little weird just IMing this girl he had never met or even
seen but he knew that Ruslan would keep on him until he did.

"Sounds good bro" Garrett wrote back. "Thanks."

"Go get her!" Ruslan wrote and then he logged off.

So now it was all up to Garrett and he felt at least better about starting the
conversation over instant messenger as opposed to calling her or having to
approach her face to face. He had dealt with rejection like that plenty of
times and it wasn't fun. He typed her screen name onto his friend list and it
appeared that she was online. He went ahead and got going.

"Hey" he typed in. "I'm Ruslan's friend. Just wanted to say hi."

"Hey babe" she wrote back.

That was a good sign. Getting called 'babe' right away like that couldn't have
been a bad thing. They started chatting a little bit and Garrett didn't know
what to say. He learned that she was 27-years-old but he was having a tough
time keeping the conversation going. It was starting to die down and he
figured this would just be another girl that slipped away from him.

"I saw some of your pics and I liked them a lot" she wrote and that definitely
made him feel good. "I showed my sister and she was impressed too. Want to see
a pic of me?"

"Sure" he wrote.

She sent over a link. He clicked on it and she was a fairly good looking girl.
Not great but definitely not bad either. She had long, straight brown hair and
her face was fairly pretty but not overly gorgeous. She had a nice looking
sleeveless shirt on and she definitely looked like she took good care of
herself which was important. The picture only went down to her waist.

"I hate to sound cheesy but can you rate me on a scale or 1-10?" she wrote and
her humble message made him feel a bit more comfortable. "And please be
honest." She asked him to be honest so he didn't see any reason not to be.
Well, she did compliment his looks but he knew he looked good so he didn't
think he needed to rate her higher than he thought she ranked.

"7.5" he wrote.

He was afraid that he might have offended her and wished that he ranked her an
8. Eh, what was the difference though? It wasn't like she had rated him with
some number that he felt he had to match. He could see that she was typing a
response and he saw that she was sending him another link.

He clicked on it and it was another picture of her. This time it was a full
body shot. This one focused more on her body and less her face and that made
her rating instantly go up with him. She wore similar attire to the first
picture she had sent him with a pair of tight pants that showed off that she
had a great ass and great legs.

What also stood out to him from the picture was that she had a pair of high
heels that really made her look sexy. Garrett had quite the foot fetish and
seeing a girl in heels always turned him on. His fetish was one of the reasons
he had problems with women because he was pretty embarrassed about it. He'd
spend plenty of time online looking at women's feet but he couldn't bring
himself to tell one in person that he liked them. But something about talking
to Heather just made him feel comfortable to speak freely.

"I'm gonna change my rating" he typed quickly after looking at the picture.
"I'll give you a 9 now that I saw that pic. Love seeing you in the heels."

Then he read it and wished he had proofread it before he typed it. Did it
sound cheesy? It sure seemed like it. He just rushed to suddenly up her rating
based on that one picture. And why the hell did he have to say the remark
about the heels? She'd think he was weird for that one for sure.

He saw her typing something else and then saw that she was just sending him
another link. He clicked on it and there was another picture of just a pair of
bare feet that he assumed to be hers. They looked so soft and sexy and they
had dark nail polish on them. He instantly felt his cock growing in his pants
as he looked at the picture.

"Wow" he typed and he was now so horny that he felt he could talk more freely.
"Those yours?" Another dumb question, he thought, but he definitely wanted it
answered.

"Yup" she wrote back. "Took that picture right now just for you."

Just for him. He felt his cock growing even more and he felt like he was going
to cum. Damn, those feet were sexy. The only thing stopping him from walking
away from his computer to go jerk off was the fact that he didn't want to be
rude. But she totally had him expressing his thoughts freely.

"9.5" he wrote. "Great pic. Thanx!"

"Do you have a foot fetish, baby?" she wrote.

"Yeah" he quickly typed back. "How did you guess? :)"

"I have a foot fetish too" she wrote. "I like to have my feet kissed and
sucked during sex."

Garrett had only known Ruslan a little less than six months and he always
thought he was a cool guy. He was fun to hang out with and easy to talk to.
But he had now totally proven what a cool friend he was by introducing Garrett
to Heather. This just seemed too good.

"I wanna bang you" she wrote.

Garrett still felt horny but now he was also nervous. He never had sex before
and she was moving this along rather fast. He didn't want to just go meet up
with her for sex and then make a fool out of himself having no idea what he
was doing. But now that she had taken it there, there was no taking it back.

"Can you take me out on a date some night this week?" she wrote. "We can hang
out a bit. I have a boyfriend but we're on a break right now so it's all
good."

"You sure that's not a problem?" he wrote and he was still so horny from that
feet picture that he wasn't too worried about it.

"I promise you it's not" she wrote. "He's talking to some other girl too. So
will you take me out?"

"Sure" he typed back. "Can I take you out to dinner tomorrow?"

"Um, yeah, sure why not?" she wrote.

She wasn't impressed and he knew it. Damn it. He was getting to like this girl
very quickly and he didn't want her to think he was lame. What was wrong with
his offer? Was dinner cheesy for a first date? Was he too eager offering the
next night? He wasn't that good with women so he had no idea. But he had to go
with it and they agreed on where to meet for dinner the next night.

They drove separately and Garrett arrived first. He was waiting out in front
of the restaurant for her and he felt nervous. He then saw a girl get out of
her car and he quickly could tell it was her. He waved and she waved back but
then pulled out her cell phone and started typing something into it as she
walked towards him.

She looked quite hot in person and he couldn't believe he only rated her a
seven and a half to start. Her long, straight brown hair looked really good
and that first shot he saw of her face must not have been a good one because
her face looked plenty pretty in person. She wore a brown and white blouse
with tight brown pants. She wore a pair of brown heels and Garrett was trying
not to make it too obvious that he was looking at her feet as she walked
closer.

"Heather?" he said when she got close enough where she could hear him.

"Hey babe" she said casually.

She walked closer to him and he wasn't sure what he should do. He had never
met a girl for the first time in this kind of circumstance. Should he shake
her hand or hug her? She walked closer and moved in like she was going to hug
him. She surprised him by kissing him right on the lips.

"Good to finally meet you" Garrett said and it was obvious that he sounded
nervous but he couldn't disguise it.

"Let's go inside and get a drink" she said and she spoke in a casual manner
that made him feel comfortable. "Long day babe, trust me."

So the two of them went inside and had a drink at the bar while they waited to
be seated. Heather was very easy to talk to and there was never a lull in the
conversation although the majority of the conversation was her talking and
Garrett just nodding his head and throwing a word in here and there. She was
also a bit touchy-feely, touching him a lot when she talked.

Dinner was the same way. Heather was doing most of the talking which was fine
with him because he wasn't always the best conversationalist. When there was a
pause she would just pull out her phone and play on it a bit then think of
something else to talk about.

"I'll take the check" Garrett said to the waitress when that time came.

"OK" the waitress said with a smile as she handed it to him and walked away.

"Awe, thanks babe" Heather said although something in her voice suggested that
she expected he'd pay.

She then moved closer to him and looked like she was going to give him another
kiss on the lips. She did just that but she also slipped him the tongue and
made out with him pretty good right there in the restaurant. She was a great
kisser and it was an amazing feeling.

"Let's go back to my place" she said when they finished kissing and he looked
at her pretty face. "I want to have sex."

Garrett was a combination of nervous and excited. They connected really well
during dinner but he still was nervous about looking silly when they had sex.
He hadn't talked to her long enough to tell her he was a virgin and he would
have preferred that she knew. But she seemed ready to roll and it looked like
he wasn't going to get the chance to tell her that. He would just have to deal
with it.

They walked outside and Heather walked ahead of him a little bit. He got a
look at how great her ass looked in those tight pants. He also could see her
feet from behind and they looked so sexy. The heels she had on only had one
strap across the top and barely covered the top of her feet. She pulled out a
cigarette and lit it up.

"Don't worry I don't smoke regularly" she said as she slowed down and allowed
him to catch up. "Only when I've been drinking."

"Oh yeah" he said and he wished he didn't always have such short responses for
her even though she didn't seem to care.

"Yup" she said and then she took a drag of her cigarette. "I run every day so
there is no way I could smoke. Feel my thigh muscles."

She stopped in her tracks and held out her sexy leg straight so he could feel
her muscle. He felt her thigh and could feel that she was flexing. Damn, her
thigh was incredibly strong. Garrett was a handsome guy but he didn't really
work out that much. His legs didn't feel anywhere near as solid and muscular
as her upper leg did. He hoped that she didn't want to feel his leg muscle her
something because he would have definitely felt embarrassed about his leg
compared to hers.

"Wow" he said and he couldn't hide how impressed he was. "How much can you
leg-press?" He thought it was a stupid question right after he asked and
wished that he didn't.

"I don't lift weights" she said proudly as she pulled her leg away and started
to walk again. "Just run."

They got to Heather's apartment and not much more small talk or drinking
occurred before the two of them were in her bed. She lived alone in a one
bedroom apartment that made things better because she left her bedroom door
open. They were making out and he stuck his hand up her blouse.

"Fuck me" she said and she started to pull off of her blouse. "You like my
feet, right?"

"Oh yeah" he said.

"I like to be dominated" she said and she was breathing rather heavily
sounding really horny. "Dominate me and you can do whatever you want to my
feet."

Now he felt awkward and didn't know what to do. He had felt boobs before,
fingered plenty of women, and had his cock pulled on. But he had never had sex
and certainly never done anything kinky like she seemed to want. He grabbed
her wrists but she resisted and he could tell by the look on her face that she
knew that he was clueless.

"Oh wait you're a virgin, aren't you?" she said and Garrett could feel the
embarrassment right in his gut.

"Um, yeah" he said thinking quickly that lying probably wouldn't have been the
best idea at that point.

"Yeah Ruslan told me but I totally forgot" she said and the way she was saying
it made it so he didn't feel too embarrassed about it. "It's all good. I've
only hooked up with one other virgin before. He got way too nervous and
couldn't perform. He definitely didn't know how to dominate me. So I'll have
to dominate you. Get on your knees."

"What?" he said and he sounded confused.

"And get your hands off of me" she said and she pushed his arms away from her
which he had moved back near her boobs. "You have to suck on my feet for an
hour before I let you touch me. Now get on your knees, bitch!"

Now Garrett was uncomfortable. He figured she was just playing around but she
had a serious look on her face now like he better do exactly what she said.
She was only about 5'5 and couldn't have weighed more than 130 pounds while
Garrett was close to 6'0 and weighed about 160. She was smaller than him but
right then she intimidated him.

So he got down on his knees on the floor and she put her bare feet right in
front of his face. They sure looked sexy but he definitely felt embarrassed on
his knees in front of them while she was making herself plenty comfortable on
the bed. He felt his cock growing in his pants and he was so horny that he
wasn't going to disobey her.

He looked at her feet sitting there resting while she lay resting behind them.
They had nice arches to them and he could see them wrinkle when she'd wiggle
her cute little toes around. He wasn't sure what to do. Was he supposed to
just start sucking on her feet right there? Was she really serious?

"Any time that you are not sucking doesn't count towards your hour" she said
and she wiggled her toes a bit more. "So you better start sucking."

She really wanted him to do it. He had no doubt in his mind now. He liked her
feet a lot but he felt ridiculous doing this. But this was her apartment and
her only other option was to walk away. He brought his face closer to her foot
and she bent her foot so her toes were pointing towards his mouth.

He put his mouth right on her foot and he immediately tasted the bitter taste.
They were as clean as they could be but they were still feet and the bitter
foot taste they had was rather strong. He had to pull back a little bit so he
was just sucking on her two big toes. They still tasted quite bitter and it
wasn't easy for him to do.

He continued his work sucking on her foot and then looked up at her with her
eyes. She was just playing on her cell phone paying absolutely no attention to
him. He was on his knees servicing her feet and she wouldn't even acknowledge
him. This was not his idea of a fair hookup with a girl.

He sucked on her foot some more and even though it was turning him on the
bitter taste was getting even stronger on his mouth. He could feel himself
slobbering on her foot and it surprised him that she didn't seem to mind that.
He also felt his mouth quickly starting to dry up and he didn't know how much
longer he could do it.

"How much longer do I have to do this?" he asked and based on the tone in his
voice he made it clear that the foot taste was bothering him.

"You're only about eight minutes in" she said. "Don't be asking me any
questions, though. You have work you need to do. I'll tell you when you're
time's up. Ask me another question and I'll add five minutes onto your hour."

He got back to sucking on her foot and tasting that bitter taste of it. At
first he thought she was really easy to get along with but now he really
resented her. She was bullying him around and she was a girl. He knew that he
was a man and he was physically stronger than her but because she had a vagina
and he was horny, she was using that to bully him. He hated that she could do
that but he could feel his cock getting even harder so he continued to do what
she wanted.

When he sucked on her other foot for a while she pulled it out of his mouth.
He thought his time may be up but she just held the other one right in front
of his face. She didn't even say a word and she wiggled her toes signaling to
him to start sucking on that foot. It was like she would just talk to him
through her feet and not even give him the respect of talking to him on her
own anymore.

There she lay on the bed comfortably playing around on her cell phone while he
continued to suck on her feet. The foot taste continued to get more and more
bitter in his mouth. He felt like he couldn't take it anymore but he didn't
want to stop and have it all have been for nothing. But he wasn't sure how
much longer he could do it. He couldn't see a clock or anything and it seemed
like much more than an hour had passed.

"Oh shit" Heather finally said. "I was so comfortable that I had lost track of
time. It's been a little bit longer than an hour. Sorry."

Garrett didn't say anything but he was glad that his time was finally up so he
definitely didn't complain. He stopped sucking her foot and was about to jump
up in the bed with her but then he thought better of it. He had worked so hard
to earn the right to have sex with her and he didn't want to do anything to
blow it at that point.

"Come on" she said and she set her phone down next to her on the bed. "You can
come bang me now. You earned it."

He got up in the bed with her and he felt nervous again. What was he supposed
to do? He still had never done this before. Heather looked quite sexy in the
bed and his cock was as hard as could be, especially after being on his knees
worshiping her feet for the past over an hour.

"Come on, pull your pants down" she said casually. "I'm gonna rub my feet in
your face and jerk you off at the same time." That certainly sounded good to
Garrett. He pulled down his pants and boxer shorts and Heather looked at his
cock with a curious look.

"Wow, your cock is small" she said and Garrett immediately could feel himself
blushing like crazy which made Heather look like she felt really bad about
what she said. "Oh babe, I didn't mean for you to be insulted by that. It's
just smaller than I'm used to seeing but it's totally fine."

That didn't exactly make Garrett feel less embarrassed about the whole thing
but she then grabbed his cock and feeling her hand get a hold of it quickly
made him forget about anything else. She knew exactly what she was doing and
he feared that he'd blow his load way too soon.

He felt her feet touch his face and that got him even more excited. He felt
those soft soles rubbing against his face and smelled that wonderful foot
smell again. It was so degrading as she rubbed them all over his face yet so
erotic at the same time. He didn't know how much longer it would be before he
messed everywhere.

"Alright babe, stick it in me" she said casually. Garrett did just that and it
was excellent.

Garrett felt amazing the next day and he immediately followed up with Heather
but heard nothing back from her. He heard from her eventually the next day and
the two of them were talking online. He wanted to hang out with her again but
he also didn't want to seem too eager.

"So you want to take me out tonight, babe?" she wrote to him on instant
messenger about a week after their first date.

"Yeah sure" he wrote back. "Want me to take you out to dinner again?"

"Um" she wrote. "How bout we do something a bit more fun? Let's go out
dancing."

He felt embarrassed again that she apparently didn't enjoy the dinner as much
as he did. He also didn't want to go out to dance. He wasn't a good dancer and
he didn't want to look foolish. But he was working his hardest to get this
girl to keep hanging out with him. He knew she'd have no problem finding
another guy but if he lost her it could be a long time before he found
another.

"Yeah, that sounds great" he said.

This time he picked her up and she looked sexy as hell once again. She wore a
black and gold tank-top that matched well with the tight black pants that she
had on. She wore a pair of black heels and he didn't know how she was going to
dance in them. But they sure looked sexy.

They got out on the dance floor and it wasn't long at all before Garrett
looked stupid. He didn't know how she could dance that well with those high
heels on but she sure was. Garrett couldn't dance at all and it was beyond
obvious that he couldn't with Heather right there dancing it up.

"Feel like getting us a couple of drinks?" Heather said and it seemed like she
knew how uncomfortable he felt.

"Yeah sure" he said.

He went and got himself a beer and Heather a mixed drink which cost more than
he wanted to spend at this club but it was what it was. He made his way back
onto the dance floor and it seemed like it had gotten quite a bit more crowded
in the brief time he was gone. He couldn't see where Heather was and he was
struggling just to move through the crowd.

He continued to walk around and he was having a tough time holding onto the
drinks. Finally he saw Heather but there were a lot of people in between them.
Some guy walked up to her and tried to dance with her but she pushed him away.
He was glad that he saw her do that.

He got closer to her and finally she saw him. He still wasn't close enough
where he could hand his drink to her but he felt like he was going to spill it
since it was filled up close to the top and he wanted to get it in her hands.
When he got close enough he reached out.

Just when he did he felt someone bump into him enough to spill some of the
drink. He looked to see who it was and it was a guy that was about an inch or
two shorter than him but much bigger. The guy wore a tight t-shirt that showed
off his muscles. The guy wasn't enormous but he was very muscular and at least
twenty pounds heavier than Garrett of all muscle.

"You got a problem?" the muscle guy said and his angry tone of voice worried
Garrett.

He then gave Garrett a good shove and if Garrett couldn't tell by looking at
the guy that he was a lot stronger than him than the force of the push
definitely made it clear. Garrett could see Heather out of the corner of his
eye coming to see what was going on. He didn't want to look like a pussy in
front of her but he didn't want to shove this guy back either. The guy shoved
him again and Garrett dropped his beer. The bottle hit the ground and the
glass broke.

"You two both cut it the fuck out, now!" a male voice said.

Then a huge bouncer that was bigger than either of the two of them stepped in
between the two of them. Neither Garrett or his new enemy were getting by this
huge bouncer but Garrett's new enemy was looking him directly in the eyes like
he just wanted to get right by that bouncer and pound his face in.

"Both of you cut the shit and walk away" the bouncer said and he sounded like
he wasn't messing around with either of them. "Either of you start any more
trouble in this club and I'm having you both arrested immediately. Now you
walk away." The bouncer said that in the direction of Garrett's new enemy.

"The second you step out in the parking lot I'm gonna kick the fucking shit
out of you!" the enemy said with hatred in his eyes and he pointed right at
Garrett.

The guy then walked away and Garrett was hoping that the bouncer would warn
him that that would also result in him getting arrested. But the bouncer just
walked away and it seemed like he'd be content as long as there was no
fighting inside. The enemy gave Garrett one more threatening look and Garrett
felt Heather grab his arm.

"You alright babe?" Heather said. "What an asshole that guy was."

"Yeah, I'm good" Garrett said but now he could feel his adrenaline pumping.
"We gotta call the cops though before we leave."

"What?" Heather said like the suggestion was crazy. "Why?"

"That guy's going to jump me the second I walk out of here" Garrett said and
he made sure not to use the term 'beat up'. "And that bouncer doesn't seem to
care."

"Don't worry about it" Heather said. "I take kickboxing so I can take that
guy."

She couldn't have just said that - but she did. That guy was way bigger than
Heather and definitely way more muscular. Did she seriously think that
whatever kickboxing class she took would make her able to take that guy? She
might think that but Garrett definitely thought otherwise.

"I don't want you to get into a fight" he said to her trying to sound nice but
sounding more afraid than anything. He didn't even want to think about how
ugly it might get if Heather tried to defend him and then he ended up having
to fight anyway.

"Well you aren't the boss of me" she said abruptly and confidently. "Now come
on - let's go."

Apparently they weren't even going to wait any longer and that didn't make
things any better. The muscle dude still had his eyes on Garrett and he wasn't
even going to get time to cool off. Garrett considered saying something to
Heather but he knew it wouldn't make a difference.

He started to follow her towards the exit and he saw the muscle guy get up and
start to follow them. His heart was pounding and he didn't know what to do. He
was going to get beat up in front of Heather and there was a chance that she
might get hurt and he wouldn't be able to do anything about it. There were no
bouncers around that could walk them out or anything and Heather was walking
straight towards the door like she didn't care.

"Where you going, punk?" the muscle guy said once they got outside and he gave
Garrett a good shove which sent him to the ground.

"Get the fuck out of here" Heather quickly said as she got right up in the
guy's face and Garrett could see that she was pulling her shoes off.

"Wow, this guy needs his girlfriend to stick up for him?" the muscle guy said
and he cracked his first smile. "Dude's an even bigger pussy than I thought."

"Just walk away" Heather said having no fear of the guy whatsoever.

"Sorry but I got a little bone to pick with your boyfriend here" the guy said.
"But when I'm done, maybe I can take you inside and a real man can buy you a
drink."

"Get the fuck out of here!" Heather said.

With a big grin on his face the guy just tried to walk by Heather to get to
Garrett who was on the ground pretty much hiding behind her at that point.
Heather moved in his way again and he tried to gently push her aside. She put
her hand on his chest and now she had clearly pissed him off.

She then shoved him and he threw a punch at her head but it wasn't very
powerful and she was able to back out of the way of it. She then threw a
roundhouse kick right at his head which was incredible. She barely missed his
face but the kick was so good that it amazed Garrett and it definitely scared
the muscle guy. Garrett noticed that both of her shoes were off.

The muscle guy looked scared for another second or so but when he looked at
Garrett lying on the ground he quickly got himself together and didn't want to
look like he was afraid of a girl. He threw a few punches at Heather's head
but she back-stepped and was able to avoid all of them.

"You just gonna keep running away from me or you gonna fight?" the muscle guy
said angrily.

He threw a couple of more punches at Heather's head that this time instead of
backing away from, she blocked. He then held his fists in front of his face
and she grabbed them and pulled them down. It seemed like she might throw a
punch at his face but she fooled him and gave him a roundhouse kick right in
his thigh.

The kick looked like it hurt and then it was clear it did when the guy reached
down to grab his leg. Heather got more aggressive as she went right in at him
and grabbed him by the back of his head with both of her hands. While holding
the back of the head she kneed him in the ribs a few times. He pulled away and
Heather went at him with a few punches that he now backed away from. The
difference was that when Heather had backed away from him she looked like she
knew what she was doing while he just looked afraid.

"Where are you going, huh?" she said.

She threw an outside crescent kick right at his head. She missed again but her
kicks were so fancy and clearly nothing like this guy had ever seen before. He
looked terrified of getting hit by one. He was flustered and then Heather
kicked the guy right in his stomach with a front snap kick that definitely
would have knocked Garrett on his ass.

The guy threw a kick back at her but even though he was muscular and strong,
he clearly did not know how to kick. The kick looked awkward and Heather was
able to step out of the way without much effort. He threw another kick and
Heather moved back with her hands on her hips like she barely even had to try.

"Please" she said to him and now she was just making him look stupid. "That's
all you've got?"

She jumped up in the air and threw a jumping snap kick that hit him right in
the chest and sent him right to the ground. He looked like he didn't want to
get up but he did anyway. Heather punched him a few times and this time he
couldn't block them. She backed him right up against a wall.

She punched him a few more times and he couldn't block any of them. This guy
that clearly spent plenty of time in the gym was being made to look very
stupid as Heather kicked his ass. Garrett looked fairly stupid too as he still
remained on the ground as Heather defended him. She then kicked the guy a
couple of times too.

"Ya!" she then yelled loudly.

She took a couple of steps back and threw a side kick that hit him right in
the stomach. Garrett didn't like this guy at all but even he felt kind of bad
for him when he saw him absorb a kick of that power. It was more disturbing
than anything as Garrett watched the big guy just drop. Heather walked away
like it was nothing. She put her shoes back on quickly and then helped Garrett
to his feet. Garrett looked at the muscle guy who was down and looked like he
couldn't even breathe.

"Let's go" Heather said as she grabbed Garrett's wrist rather tightly and
started to pull him towards the car without even looking back at the guy.
Garrett couldn't look away that easily.

"Shouldn't we see if he's OK?" Garrett asked. "He looks hurt."

"Just walk away" she said with a tone of urgency in her voice and after seeing
what she had just done to the muscle guy he was afraid not to listen to her.
"No way am I getting arrested for that in case someone comes along. Let's get
the hell out of here, now."

"Oh fuck yeah!" she said when they were in her bed fucking less than a half
hour later. "Fuck me harder."

It was a disturbing ride home for Garrett now that he had seen the more
violent side to Heather but once they got inside her apartment and she seduced
him with her feet he forgot about all of that. He was now on top of her
fucking her hard and she was yelling and really getting into it.

"Fuck me harder, bitch!" she yelled at him. "Come on - fuck me harder!"

Normally he wasn't completely fond of the idea of being called a bitch but
having sex with her was better than anything he had ever done so he wasn't
going to be nitpicking. She then smacked his ass a couple of times hard enough
to hurt. He felt himself cum like crazy in the condom that he had on.

"That was great" he said when he pulled out.

He kissed her on the cheek but she didn't kiss him back. She definitely acted
like she liked him but she also seemed to have a bit of an arrogant side to
her. She pulled her panties back on and just kind of lay there relaxed. The
sex was great but now that it was over with, Garrett couldn't help but think
about what had happened at the club.

"You really kicked that guy's ass back there" he said and he spoke a bit
nervously thinking as he said it that it may piss her off that he was bringing
it up again. "I don't think I could have taken that guy." She looked at him
with a somewhat amused smirk.

"There's no way you could have taken that guy" she said. "I can take you."

She looked at him and spoke so confidently. Hearing her say that made him feel
inferior to her in just another aspect but it also turned him onto her even
more. She was way more sexually experienced than him, she was easier to get
along with, and she was a lot tougher than he was too. She was better than him
and it made him feel so submissive.

So they started to hang out more after that and Garrett was quickly falling
for her. After saving him from that guy at the club Heather did act a little
more arrogant around Garrett but she was still cool to hang out with and cool
to him. She seemed to look hotter every time that he saw her. The sex just got
better every time and she always put out.

"Hey babe" he typed to her when he saw her on IM. They had been hanging out
for a couple of weeks and he was really into her. He had never been happier.

"Hey" she wrote.

Hey? She always called him 'babe' or 'hun' or something when she was first
addressing him. Was something wrong? This wasn't good. He always felt a very
tight connection when they talked but just then he didn't feel it. He was
extremely worried and didn't know what to do next.

"Whatcha up to?" he wrote not knowing what else to say.

"Hey babe let me call ya, k?" she wrote.

He felt relieved. He couldn't believe he overreacted the way that he did. All
she did was not call him 'babe' once and he got all bothered by it. But it was
all nothing and he felt silly. As long as he didn't say anything to her it
didn't matter. He saw her calling and happily answered.

"Hey" he said happily.

"What's up babe" she said.

"Nothing" he said to her. "What are you up to?"

"Nothing baby" she said. "Bout to go hang out with Brian." Brian? Who was
Brian?

"Oh who's that?" he asked innocently.

"I told you I had a boyfriend" she said and it felt like a dagger in his
stomach when she said that. "That's Brian. And you know how I said we were on
a break and everything, right? Well we just got back together. So you and I
better not hang out anymore. I think you're cool though and it was a lot of
fun."

"Wait a second" he said and he sounded desperate.

"I gotta go" she said and he couldn't stand it that she wasn't calling him
'babe'. "I'll talk to you."

She hung up. Garrett couldn't believe it. She couldn't just hang up on him
like that. They had something special and she couldn't just end it so
abruptly. He did know she had a boyfriend but she didn't mention him once
after the first time and he wasn't expecting him to come back into her life.

He tried to call her back but after about half a ring it went straight to her
voicemail. He let it go for that moment but he wasn't going to let it go for
good. He didn't know what this Brian guy was like but Garrett couldn't imagine
that she connected better with Brian than with him.

He called her the next day a few times and she didn't answer once. He left her
a couple of voicemail messages that she didn't return. He looked for her on
instant messenger and didn't see her there. He started to get desperate and he
sent her some flowers the next day. She didn't even respond to thank him.

A couple of more days passed and Garrett tried to just let it go but he
couldn't. It could be a long, long time before he had sex again and even if he
did there was no way that the girl would be as good as Heather was. He didn't
know how he'd go on without her. He couldn't give up.

He knew this was crazy but he had to talk to her. If he could just have one
face to face conversation with her he was certain that he could convince her
that he should be her boyfriend and not Brian. So there he sat in the dark in
his car in her parking lot waiting for her to get home.

A couple of hours passed but he was going to be patient. He sat there thinking
about what he was going to say to her. He came up with all different ideas in
his head constantly changing what he would say. He was actually glad he had
the extra time. When he had been there close to three hours he saw Heather
walking towards her apartment.

She looked so hot in the outfit that she was wearing. It was a pair of tight
black pants and a skimpy purple tank-top. She carried her purse and was
playing around on her cell phone. He couldn't take the idea of her with
another guy. He felt an adrenaline rush as he approached her.

"Heather" he said and he spoke rather loudly as he jogged up behind her and
she turned around to look at him looking completely startled.

"Jesus, you scared the shit out of me!" she said to him and she quickly put
her phone in her purse. "What are you doing here, Garrett?"

"I just wanted to talk to you" he said and he tried to sound sweet now that he
had her attention. "I haven't heard from you at all."

"Garrett, look babe" she said. "You can't keep calling me. I have a boyfriend.
I can't be hanging out with a guy I was banging now that I'm with him
boyfriend again."

"I just want to talk to you" he said and then he stood in her way.

"Garrett, move out of my way" she said sternly and he was not going to miss
out on his one chance.

"Just hear me out for one minute" he said and then he grabbed her arm.

"Don't touch me!" she said angrily and she punched him in the ribs.

The punch hurt but not enough to make him completely back off or anything. He
briefly thought about the beating that she had given the guy at the club but
then he forgot about that. He had waited three hours to talk to her and he
wasn't going to let her just blow him off.

He stood in her way and she rolled her eyes at him like she couldn't believe
it. She crossed her arms at her chest like she wanted him to move but he
wouldn't. She then tried to walk by him and he moved in her way again. She
tried to push him aside gently and he grabbed her arm again.

"I told you not to touch me!" she said.

She punched him right in the jaw and it forced him to immediately let go. She
had soft hands that he had felt a lot when he was holding her hand but she had
quite the punch. It almost knocked Garrett off of his feet and his eyes
watered up. He instinctively raised his fists feeling like he needed to defend
himself.

Once Heather saw his fists up she threw another punch at his face. He was too
slow and unskilled to block it and he felt her fist it him right in the face.
It hurt a bunch and he threw a punch right back at her he completely missed
with. She then punched him in the face again.

Garrett's eyes were completely watered up and he felt like he was going to
start crying. He had wanted to cry since Heather initially said they shouldn't
hang out anymore and now the frustration of that was really building up.
Getting punched in the face three times didn't help matters either. He put his
fists back up like he really wanted to hit her.

"Oh please, what the hell are you gonna do?" she said like she thought he was
a joke. "Are you kidding me?"

He wasn't used to her talking to him like that and that just upset him even
more. He could feel where she punched him in the face and it made him
reluctant to go at her. But the way she was standing there looking like she
didn't take him seriously made it so he couldn't back down.

He went at her but he had no clue what he was doing. He felt her punch him
right under the eye and he felt dizzy after it. Heather punched him twice more
in the face and he didn't know how he was going to keep fighting. He didn't
know how to fight and it was clearly just going to be a matter of time before
he couldn't go any longer.

He then felt her kick him right in the stomach and his thin body couldn't take
that kind of kick. It sent him right to the ground and he was terrified as he
felt the pain shooting through his body and he couldn't breathe at all for a
few seconds. All he could see was her feet in the heels she was wearing as he
lay on the ground trying desperately to breathe.

He watched those sexy feet of hers walk away. As much pain as he was in and as
tough as it was for him to breathe he couldn't get his eyes off of them. He
felt like such a loser compared to her. She was probably going inside to call
her boyfriend and she'd have sex with him whenever she wanted while he got
nothing. And she could kick his ass. Her feet walked out of sight and it
really upset him when he realized he'd most likely never see them again.

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