Encounter with a stranger
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
An encounter with a young woman changes a man's day for the worst.


Jake Perry had a good life; he was 28, worked as a solicitor, and doing quite
nicely since he had qualified. Married to a beautiful woman, they had a 4 year
old son and a daughter of 18months. His wife and children where at home in the
new house he had recently brought, while they where all back there he was out
with his girlfriend, Angie, she was a very sexy blond, a great body with large
breast and long legs, he had spent the weekend with her, nice country hotel,
Jacuzzi, four poster bed and lots of sex! He had told the wife that he had to
go off on a business trip, she believed him so life was indeed good.

Jake was driving down the road, in his new convertible, to his girlfriends
flat to drop her off, at the junction the lights went red, he stopped, she was
talking but he wasn't paying much attention. He was more interested in the
woman crossing the road. She was young, difficult nowadays to tell someone's
age, short, he was 5' 10'' so she must have been about 5' 3''! She worn
trainers and pair of black dance type trouser with tassels hanging down, a red
crop top t-shirt, in fact a really tight t-shirt! That showed off her large
chest to all around, and the real reason that Jake noticed her in the first
place. She had short straight jet black hair, she stopped as she was directly
in front of the car, turned to face the car, lifted her sunglasses and stared.
Jake could see her face better, she was indeed good looking, her eyes where
dark and even from that distance he felt drawn to them. His girlfriend hadn't
noticed she was still talking and rummaging through her handbag.

The girl stood there for a number of seconds just staring, as suddenly as she
had stopped she replaced her sunglasses and carried on crossing the road. He
watched her as she carried on walking by. What was she ... "BEEP" Lights had
changed and the driver behind was in a hurry. Jake lost sight of the girl, he
dove on, a minute later he was parked outside his girlfriends flat. He
unpacked her things, she asked him to go to the corner shop, paper, bread,
milk etc. In the shop he got the stuff, as he was at the counter, out the
corner of his eye, he caught sight of a figure as it passed him, he looked up
a saw a girl, black bottoms, red crop top, short black hair, walking out the
shop. It was her ... ... from the crossing!

He quickly paid and rushed out, he looked up and down the road, there! A good
hundred yards up the road the same figure. She was heading in the same
direction as his girlfriend flat, he followed. The junction before her flat
the girl in red turned the corned; he lost sight of her and he run up to it.
When he got there she had gone, he looked but there was no sign of her, where
the hell had she disappeared to? An old man was walking on the other side of
the road for a moment he though about asking where she had gone to. But then
realised that was going far too far, he walked back to the flat, he just
couldn't get the though of that girl out of his head. He was just about to
enter the flats when he looked up the road; there was a figure, some distance
away, in red! Was it her? He shook his head and tried to focus, but the figure
had gone!

Jake spent the next hour or so with his girlfriends, the sex was great but
every now and again he fell into thinking about that girl! He dressed, kissed
her goodbye and left. He had driven only a few hundred yards down the road
when he saw the girl! It was defiantly her on the other side of the road
turning down a side road. Break, spin the wheel and turn down the road ... ...
Where was she? There! He saw her in the distance, stood outside a building
looking at him; she turned and walked through the door. The road was in a
re-development area, the rundown buildings where empty and soon to be
demolished.

Jake drove up to where she had been, parked and got out, it was an old shop or
something, windows boarded up but the door was slightly open, he looked around
there was no-one around, he walked in. There was a large open area, dirty,
some old newspapers lay around, a few shelving units around the wall, a table
and a chair, a staircase, a pair of boot on it! It was her! She walked down
the stairs, a slow seductive walk "you following me mister"? Her tone was
direct and her voice was quite sexy, it even sent a small chill through him.

She descended the stairs, she really did look very sexy, those large breasts
in that small frame, and her gorgeous face was now clear, her sunglasses
perched on her head. "I asked if you were following me?" Her voice had a
sharpness to it, she moved closer to him, he could smell the sweetness of her
perfume. He smiled "I though you was following me, the crossing, the shop and
appearing where ever I am, you only had to say something to get me alone". She
looked him up and down, replaced her glasses and walked pass him without a
word.

"Hey!" He grabbed her arm as she walked past "you know you wanted to get to
known me, that's why you starred at me at the crossing" she looked up at his
grinning face "come on hun were all alone ... " SMACK! OOOOOOHHHHHH! Her free
hand flew round, her delicate clenched hand connected to the side of his face.
He lost his grip on her and staggered backwards "what ... what the ... "
CRACK! OOOOOOOFFFFFFFFF! Her now free arm let loose with another blow to his
face, the force of the second blow sent him again staggering backwards THUD!
He landed in an old wooden chair; it was a bit of a miracle that it never
collapsed when he fell into it.

He shook his head, 'the girl hit me!' 'THAT BLOODY GIRL HIT ME'!' He heard a
laugh, there she was, the girl, obviously very athletic, she threw herself
into a forward flip. Heading in his direction, one flip, a second, a third,
she came to a perfect halt in front of him in the chair. She placed a boot on
his crouch and gently rubbed him. "You men! You all think with this" with that
she applied some pressure with her foot OOOOOHHHHH! She brought her foot back
to the floor, Jake sat there, hands gripping the arms of the chair, not really
knowing what to do, but he knew that she must have felt that he was getting
hard now, but she had struck him! What did she want?

Before he could try and make any sense of all this she brought her foot up,
too quickly for him to do anything, she drove it hard into his chest THUD!
OOOOOOOOFFFFFFFF! She knocked him and the chair backwards BANG! He hit the
ground, he gasped for the air that she had knocked out of him. As he caught
his breathe AAARRRRRRRRRHHHHH! He was dragged up onto his knees by her
grabbing him by his hair and pulling. "CHRIST WOM ... " CRACK! UUUUUUUHHHHHH!
Before he could even finish his words her knee had been driven into the side
of his head, hard!

He felt dazed and light headed SMACK! She slapped him across the face to get
his attention SMASH! She delivered a sharp backhander to the other side of his
face, to even things up and for fun. Jake coughed and spluttered he felt blood
in his mouth 'what the hell did this girl want?' He had though she wanted him
for sex, not to beat him up! AAAAARRRRRHHHHHHH! "On your feet boy" Her voice
was again sharp and commanding, he got up assisted by her dragging him there;
she took a step back and CRACK! AAGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH! She kicked out, swishing
her leg high and around, connecting with his jaw, the older and physically
taller, bigger male dropped like a stone to his knees, sent there by the much
smaller and younger female.

Jake was in pain, this young girl was destroying him CRACK! SMACK! THUD! BANG!
SMASH! The sound of her kicks, punches and slaps echoed through the room, if
the pain of her attack wasn't enough the sound of it rang in his head. She
used her fists and feet on him for what seamed like an eternity. She punched,
kick, and throw him around like a rag doll. One minute he was on the floor the
next she had dragged him up only to be sent back down again. He knew that he
must have cracked a few ribs, the pain was unbearably, and still she carried
on delivering blow after blow to his battered body. The taste of his own blood
filled his mouth and the smell of her sweet perfume filled is nose.

Eventually she got bored and it was time to finish him off, he was on the
floor, on all four trying to fill his lungs with air. She grabbed his tie "men
like you are so easy to lead around" he looked at her "literally" she pulled
him along like a dog. Her laughter filled the room as she led him around, He
couldn't do anything to stop her; did he want to? She pulled him up onto his
knees by his tie, what a sight she was, towering over him. "It's almost over
boy, on your feet for the last time" He was physically exhausted and broken
but he still got to his feet, she had told him to and he couldn't do anything
but what she said.

He stood there, hoping it would all end soon, she smiled at him "see you
around boy" she jumped up, her leg kicked out and CRACK! Her boot connected
with his chin, he was sent flying backwards and into unconsciousness, he never
knew how far she had sent him through the air or how hard he had landed on the
concerts floor.

Hours must have gone by before he eventually came to, it was starting to get
dark outside, he crawled, then managed to push himself up and staggered to the
door. The car was gone, his wallet, phone where still on him, she had taken
the car! Latter that evening he arrived back at home, dropped off by the
police, after he had reported that he had been violently attacked and his car
had been stolen. The police had taken him to hospital where he been checked
over, a number of cracked rib, bruising and abrasions. As the police had said
to his wife when they dropped him off, he had been lucky, as he was attacked
by a group of 4/5 drunken youths it could have been worse!

Jake had taken some time off work to recover from his 'mugging', everyone had
been very supportive, the car had bee found the next day outside his
girlfriends flat! As Jake didn't know anyone in that part of town the police
and put it down to a group of joy riders who had gone too far in getting a car
and then dumped it as quickly as possible when they had realised how bad the
attack had been.

It was a week or so later, Jake had just dropped his son off at nursery, he
got back into the car, sat there for a bit watching some of the older kids
from the high school kicking a ball down the street. "Hi, how's the bruises?"
Jake turned to see her! It was the girl in the red top, but this time she was
in a school uniform! She leaned on the car, her short shirt, white blouse,
that was a bit too small and showed off her ample chest and school tie, she
had a badge that said 'Head Girl'. His mouth went dry "w ... what ... " she
placed a figure on his lips "no talking Jake!" She knew his name! "I enjoyed
our meeting; maybe we should do something like it again ... ... soon!" A chill
shot down his spine. She leaned forward close to him and whispered in his ear
"I know you enjoyed it" her perfume again filled his nostrils. She placed her
hand on his crouch; he was hard; she smiled "yes thought you would like the
sound of that". She gave him a gentle pat on the side of his face, turned and
walked away; she stopped after a few paces and turned back "Oh Jake that day
at the crossing I was looking at your girlfriend not you ... ... ... she's
really nice!" He was shocked! "Say hello to her from me ... Can't wait to meet
her!" A slight smile came over the young girls face, and just as she was about
to walk off "And say hi to the wife Jake, I'll be in contact!" A cold shiver
ran down his spine ... ... 'what the hell was going to happen next?'