Broken Spirit
Laurie Bowler
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Copyright 2010 Laurie Bowler
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Broken Spirit
Chapter One
Of all days and today I had to find out, why today? It seems so wrong that it could happen to me for a second time and that I would suffer.
"Jan," Sara called.
My sister Sara was lucky one out of the two of us, her life had been perfect, she married her child hood sweetheart and settled down relatively quickly, whereas I, with today as a prime example had been duped again by the man that I had given my heart too.
"In here," I yelled back and sighed, the urge to shout and scream and drive to the bitches house and punch her lights out was extreme and would most certainly create a whole bag of trouble for me.
"Is everything ok?" Sara asked when she appeared at the doorway of my study "I heard about Nate, I always knew he was a bad egg," She said, "Your not to upset are you?
"No, I’m hunky-dory," I replied sarcastically, and it was then at this moment that I knew I had to take my own sweet revenge on Nate for cheating on me a second time, and the person who would help was no other than his best friend.
Matt, Nate's so called best friend had had his eye on me for a while, whenever all of us were together having dinner his hand would slip up my thighs and into my pants, at the time I naturally shuffled in my seat and removed his hand and afterwards scolded him to the point of his own tears for the drastic measures he took with me.
"You know what?" I said, "I’m not upset; I’m stronger than he thinks,"
"Why don’t I like the sound of that?" Sara’s brow furrowed with concern.
"Sorry," I mumbled, just before I picked up my phone and dialled Matt’s number.
I waited holding my breath until he answered, it rang twice and Matt’s familiar sexy voice answered.
"Don’t tell me," He said, "Nate’s done it again and now you want me in your bed?"
I grinned at the chat up line, it felt like I was being the dishonest person in this bizarre equation but Nate deserved it, after all, he's the one that slept with some dumb blonde!
"You got that right," I said "So how about it?"
"What? You’re serious?" He asked, stunned and completely silent until I answered.
I waited for a couple of minutes, the pang of guilt and the tears that I thought had dried up began threatening to explode to the surface. Typical, I hatch a plan and bottle it at the last second, always the way with me.
“Are you still there?"
"Yeah," I said "You know what, no backing out this time. No strings attached just sex ok?"
"Is this a revenge thing between you and Nate?" He asked.
"So what if it is?" I asked, "He sleeps with whoever so long as they're big breasted and blonde haired, it’s my turn,"
"I never thought I would see the day when you would ring me for sex," He said, "When do you want me to come over?"
"Anywhere you like," I teased, "Just kidding, how about 6ish?"
Matt laughed down the phone at my response to him. All the times when he'd been insistent on rubbing my thigh my body had been treacherous with its response, almost like it had its own agenda and knew something that I didn’t. But at that point he was Nate’s best mate, and to do anything with him while I was with Nate was inconceivable and unforgiveable to say the least, now things were different and my body will have its own revenge, with no other person than the one Nate trusted the most, his best friend.
"See you later then," He said "Do you want dinner?"
"No,"
"Just the sex then," He sounded excited and more than a little happy with himself.
"Yeah that’s the one," I could already feel the heat spread over my body at the thought of his hands on my thighs and working their way upwards to my pants, I knew this would be the most exciting adventures of my life, and I planned on thoroughly enjoying it.
We said our goodbyes on the phone, and I sat there remembering how hurt I felt at the latest betrayal from Nate, his constant betrayals had always been something I’d learnt to live with but this time, I thought he had stopped and that he would finally become the man that I needed him to be. It felt so wrong, but then I felt like he’d given me my pass to end it all with him and start to have some fun for once, my sister had always moaned that I wasn’t much fun.
My career as a doctor began suddenly, and I enjoyed it, which is one of the reasons why Nate liked staying with me so much, my salary was incredibly high whereas his own was miniscule, there was no way he’d be able to afford the luxuries that he had adopted from my bank account now, and his wandering ways with other women would soon be at an end. And I planned on being there to watch him fall, and crumble to tiny pieces.
“So you’re planning on seeing him then?” Sara asked quietly from the doorway.
“Looks that way, it’s about time Nate felt the taste of betrayal,” I remarked “And besides Matt’s not bad looking, he’s always wanted me, so why not?”
“Just be careful,” She warned “Don’t get yourself hurt anymore than you are already,”
“I won’t,” I sighed “Besides you got to help me find something to wear,”
Grinning Sara walked away in the direction of my bedroom where she flicked through my clothes; the final choice was a red dress, cut low at the bust with the skirt practically non-existent.
“You’re sure this is what I should wear?” I nervously asked, and I eyed up the dress with the same nervous gestures.
“Yeah, why not, its low in the bust and the skirt, you wont to attract him, don’t you?” She grinned mischievously.
“I suppose so,” I said.
“I got to go,” she said after checking her watch “Wifely duties await me,” A quick hug and a kiss and she was gone.
I watched her car leave the driveway, and I felt the butterflies begin in the pit of my stomach. The time was drawing on and I felt the inescapable thrill as well as the nerves. I showered and dried my hair, my clothes laid out on the bed waiting for me, beckoning me forwards. I was certain that after tonight, Matt’s world would be rocked sideways by the many things I planned to do with the entire situation. If he thought it was a one night stand, and then he would be sadly mistaken, I didn’t want a relationship but I did want sweet-revenge on Nate.
My mobile rang from my study and I ran to go and get it, expecting it to be Nate calling me to apologise again for his latest wanderings, but it wasn’t who I expected it to be.
“Hello,” I answered the phone, peering closely at the disguised number that had come up, and wondering who it could be.
“Is that Jan?” The male voice sounded familiar but I couldn’t quite put my finger on which it was.
“Hmm, who are you?” I asked.
“Its David, we went to medical school together, I got your number from a friend and I wondered if you’d be interested in dinner and a drink?”
“Oh!” I managed to reply “How’d you get my number?”
“I already said a friend,” he chuckled “Do you want to have dinner with me; it’s more of a discussion about a vacancy I’ve got in my department,”
“Your department?” I sounded incredibly dumb, the questions I had would have to wait, and looking at the clock above my desk I didn’t have much longer until I had to meet Matt.
“Yes, I run my own department as head of medicine, I’ve got a job that I think would be suitable for you,” He repeated.
“Oh, ok when were you thinking?”
“Tomorrow night about seven?” He asked the hope was obvious in his voice; trouble was, at the moment I didn’t want to get anyone else involved in my plan.
“Yeah, alright sounds good, are you going to pick me up?”
“Yes, give me your address,” he said.
I repeated my address, hung up and hurried to get myself ready in my room, there was a lot to consider, I’d never envisioned sleeping with Matt ever before, and I certainly didn’t believe in revenge. But here I was, stepping up the game that Nate continued to play, to make him feel the revenge and the betrayal that he’d insisted on me feeling.
Finally I was ready, my outfit complete with the high heels shoes the exact same shade of red as the dress, it was the one time I’d been able to wear this dress without being ridiculed or being called ‘fat’ by Nate, maybe that was the problem and the underlining source for his philandering ways. He simply didn’t fancy me anymore.
I checked myself in the mirror, I wasn’t fat and neither was I ugly, my dark skin was exceptionally even toned, and my hair had the shine that only good food and plenty of expensive shampoos could create, it made me look pretty but not beautiful, and I wasn’t slutty like the women that Nate had seemed to choose behind my back. They were white, blonde hair and big breasts, almost porn star material and maybe it was because I was busy with my job, and I didn’t have enough time to go and breast implants or change the way that I dressed so I looked like a hooker, that he chose to wander away.
Sighing loudly to myself, I turned from the mirror and headed out to go and meet Matt, it was a little after six and he was late, making me feel more nervous that I was already.
His car sped down the road towards me, its sleek exterior shining whenever the lights caught the paintwork, he’d always had a thing for expensive fast cars and he’d always liked them to bizarrely outrageous colours, this one was no different, bright orange, so not very inconspicuous!
“Hi,” I waved from my front step.
Since this felt new to me, I wasn’t sure if I had to go down and meet him or wait until he reached me, and I decided on the latter.
“Hi gorgeous,” He called grinning happily “How’s your day been?”
“Well, actually it’s been pretty crap, how’s yours been?” Sarcastic wasn’t quite how I wanted to be, but it came out that way all the same.
“So-so, it got better after I spoke to you though,” He teased.
“OK,” Was all I managed to spurt out, my mouth felt dry and I could feel my legs beginning to quake slightly with the nerves, even when I was in the middle of surgery I had better control than this, but in my personal life I’d always been the same and I always had a habit of messing it up.
Together we walked back inside, neither of us speaking but we both knew why we were here, and that it was something that had been sizzling between us for quite a while. The air seemed to begin to get steamy, and I felt the impossible hand of Matt’s on my thigh, his finger circling gently but not moving any higher, it was like he wasn’t sure and he felt my nerves and my fear, and he didn’t want to frighten me anymore than he had too.
My hand strayed without me willing it too, and I found myself rubbing Matt’s leg, his sigh was barely audible, but I heard it and it gave me the same pleasurable response. I felt myself becoming wet when Matt’s hands travelled a little further up my thigh, I turned my face to watch him, his expression was closed but his lashes were drawn low and he seemed to be frowning as if it was an effort for him to control himself.
“Your dress is beyond imagining,” he whispered “But I think it would look better on the floor,”
I hesitated, until I felt the surge of excitement begin to build itself deep inside me, Matt’s hands unzipped me and he gently lowered the dress from my shoulders and I allowed it fall to the floor when I stood up. His eyes were appreciative when he saw my body, his head bent forward and he began trailing kisses down my stomach, my moans began to get louder when I realised he was heading for my pussy. His tongue flicked out, and the sensational warmth and wetness flooded through the barrier in my pants, Matt’s fingers traced slow circles on the elastic that held my pants in place, and his tongue licked my pussy through the lace panties that I wish he would remove already.
My own hands were rubbing frantically through his hair, and my moaning had begun to climb louder, deafening myself in the sensational moment I was having with Matt’s tongue, I could feel myself beginning to climax faster, and I took the initiative to remove my panties. Matt looked up at me, the questions in his eyes, I felt the thrill and the rush of adrenaline as I began to undo his jeans.
Slowly lowering the zip, my eyes concentrating, to afraid to look up but excited at the same time, I had never known sex could begin like this. His penis strained against his boxers, and I licked it through the fabric, his groan was loud creating atmospheric steam between us. His hands pulled me away, and he gently sat beside me, one hand holding my face while the other unclasped my bra, my breasts free from fabric, my nipples hard with the lust and he took me on the floor. My cries of excitement and his groans of pleasure were loud enough to drown out the night birds that I could always hear.