It was a weekend and I was home alone.
A few days at Elizabeth's wedding.
I wasn't planning to go for Sunday dinner. So I had nothing doing the whole weekend.
It was Saturday morning. I got up made my breakfast.
I went on fixing my home when a card felt from my dresses. I picked it up, it was that of the strange guy.
I was doubting whether to call it or not, I finally decided on calling.
" Hello, it's grace!."
I said to him on the phone
" Hi, Grace!. I am surprised to see your call. I thought you will never call. Why did you take so long!"
He asked
I laughed. I didn't know what to say.
" Why aren't you talking?. We have never really presented our selves. I am Jordan, as you can see on the card."
He said.
" You already know me, I am Grace!."
I replied.
" Good, Glad to know you. Can we meet at any time you wish?."
He asked
I kept calm for a while.
" Yeah, sure!. Why not today at my place!."
I suggested.
I didn't want to leave my house that day.
" Good idea. I love that. I will be right there!."
He answered happily
Quickly made something for us to eat. Before he reached home.
A few hours later.
He came around with a bottle of red wine.
When he came the table was already made. We sat.
We ate all the food and we watched movies and drank wine.
" The meal was delicious Grace. Looking at you someone can imagine you are this a great cook!."
Jordan appreciated my meal.
I blushed. Like it was my first time getting that.
" Thank you for the compliment!."
I replied happily.
We loved watching the same movies what a coincidence.
We discussed above our love stories and we laughed like fools people.
He gradually sent his hands into my gown while kissing me. He removed my pants.
The action was prompt.
He wanted it and I wanted it either, the attraction was on both sides.
" How can you do these on the first date!."
I asked my self and I laughed so loud
" What's funny?."
Jordan asked.
" Nothing!. Never mind."
I answered him with smiling.
I spent my life sleeping with guys I knew nothing about.
Thou I loved to preserve my image and my sexual life. One of the reasons I loved the club.
He undressed me and hit my ass hard with his hands several times.
Yanked me and he placed me on him, pressing me forcefully. It hurt. He later changes the possibility and he claimed on me pressing my breast painfully.
I screamed like never before.
He rode me like the last guy I slept with at the club. They were both somehow brutal. He did so much as him.
" Love when you scream like this. Is it painful?."
He asked
" Yeah, slow down, please."
I cried out.
" No!. It's good when it's painful"
He gave me a heavy slime and increased speed.
Like he never heard what I said.
He rode me like a mad hose.
My body was all filled with blushes especially my ass. With drawings of his fingers.
He was tough on me.
I love hard make-out, not violence.
" Never be this had on me again!."
I said to him very seriously.
When we got finished, we both laid on the ground simultaneously. Tired and breathing rapidly.
" Sorry, it won't repeat itself. I was carried away".
He pleaded.
" It's okay. I enjoyed it thou!."
I smiled at him.
"Am happy to hear that!."
He smiled back.
We slept off on the ground.
I got up late at night and when to my room.