It'S StUpId NoT CuPiD....

She looked up and her eyes were telling her to close them…the room was spinning. She still had on her 6 inch red bottom pumps, skinny jeans, and black vest with her red lace bra the one that she wouldn’t normally wear outside but that she put on tonight while in a rage and pissed off at her now ex-boyfriend –the one she had caught at home, in their shower with another woman, soapy and warm and happy. She saw him but he didn’t see her. She couldn’t bring herself to confront him fearful of what she might here and worried about if he left her. She decided NOT to deal with it. Her mom always told her “Men cheat honey.. that’s what they do-they can’t help it and it doesn’t mean that they don’t love you- you just have to deal with it and find one you can love despite his nature”

Well she decided to go out and have some drinks. It had been a rough night and now after 6 shots of tequila and at least two other drinks that were only chased with juice for the slight color they gave, she was totally drunk and her mind was racing. “Jason…” she managed to get his name out of her mouth “Jason, wake up…wake up baby please” He didn’t so much as stir so she let the weight of her body come down on him no longer able to hold her own –literally. His eyes popped open and so did his mouth he was frightened by her sudden presence “Khloe..what the… what are you doing?” “Jason she whispered the scent of the tequila hit him like cheap cologne very early in the morning in a closed space. “Khloe you’re drunk…come on baby just lay down” he whispered hoping to close his eyes and drift back off to sleep “No” sliding all the way down his torso until her mouth was directly over the bulge in his boxer briefs. He tried to pull her back up “Khloe, it’s late babe, I know you how you feel about that-baby it’s fine…close your eyes and go to sleep ” ‘No…I want to” she said knowing deep in her heart how much she hated the act.

Still she took him in ---all of him and proceeded to bob up and down and down and up slowly then faster with hands then without…he moaned, he groaned, he almost yelled “Damn baby…Sh%t, ahhhh” he grabbed her hair and wrapped it around his index, middle, and ring finger she sucked harder, moved faster, with more precision. She took him in like a vacuum, sucking and pulling and breathing harder and harder he began to push and pull her head up and down faster then slower when he wanted it like that….”Khloe, I knew you would come around, I knew you loved me, ahhh baby please don’t stop, don’t stop..” he pleaded with her. She could feel the gagging sensation coming on and her jaw was feeling stiffer than she thought possible. She kept going all the while in her head thinking why was she doing this? Why? Her head hurt. “Yea, baby don’t stop, don’t stop” she kept going. This is important she thought to herself, this is what he wants, he loves this, if I don’t do it someone else will. Finally, with no warning he held her head down hard and a little longer than he did with the other strokes “ahhhhhh oh yea, baby, yea!” he yelled out in passion she tried to bring her head up but he held it down longer, she could feel the warm gush and tasted the bitterness in the back of her throat, again, she tried to raise her head, he was still groaning and holding on preventing her from moving. When he finally let go “oh baby that was the best, I didn’t even expect it or know that you had skills like that!” She sat there feeling violated and disgusted with herself.

She went to the bathroom and spit it out a tear escaped her eyes, she gagged and felt her stomach turning, she couldn’t hold it down, she felt the rise to her throat and began spewing all that she drank into the toilet. When she thought she was done, more came up and suddenly she felt sort of sober. With a throbbing headache and a pain in her stomach beyond her belief she washed her face and stepped back into the bedroom, she thought to herself that although Jason hadn’t come in to check on her he would at least be there to ask her what was wrong and hold her. Much to her dismay he was already fast asleep. She got in the bed, he had all the covers wrapped around him …there was no way that she could pull any out from under him. She wrapped her arms around herself and lay there cold, alone, hurt, and silent. She closed her eyes in an attempt to sleep and realized that once again she failed to take the extra step in the series of steps to get herself completely out of this situation. He used her and sucked her dry for all she had that he could benefit from and she allowed him to do it so that the other side of her bed wouldn’t not be as cold, lonely, and silent and she truly was. Either way, no one got what they really wanted. SOLD