It had been a long hot day and I had just gotten home from a hard workout. The day seemed as if it were never going to end. I was hot and sweaty and exhausted. The only thing I truly wished for was a long relaxing shower. I began stripping the moment the kitchen door was closed. I left clothes trailing from the kitchen table to the bathroom that was through the living room and down the hallway toward the bedrooms. I ducked into the bedroom for a change of clothing then toward the bathroom for my much needed shower. I turned the water on the perfect temperature and started to step in when I remembered there was no shampoo in the bathroom. I had taken it to the kitchen to wash my hair in the sink when I realized I was going to be late for work yesterday morning. I hurried toward the kitchen and stopped in the hallway as I suddenly realized I wasn't alone. I choked back a scream as I recognized the man sitting on my couch as Jimmy, my ex-husband. Anger flowed through me at the sight of him.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I demanded hatefully.
Jimmy smirked a lazy shit-eating grin which made me suddenly realized I was standing in the hallway completely naked. I refused to be self-conscience in front of a man that has seen me naked for over 8 years.
"What? Can't I come see my wife?" He asked knowingly. That smirk never leaving his lips.
"Ex-wife." I corrected him. I divorced Jimmy almost a year ago. He had a major gambling problem and I came home one day to an empty house. Everything was gone! Even my clothes! Only a note remained, explaining that a debt HAD to be paid. I filed for a divorce that day. Jimmy didn't even contest it.
Jimmy stood up and ran his hands down his tight fitting shirt. I felt something deep inside me tighten at the sight of his wonderful figure.
"Are you expecting company?" He asked, his eyes traveling up and down my nakedness.
I shivered, "That is none of your business." I scowled.
He took three steps toward me. The look in his eyes, it was pure lust. "Oh but it is my business when it concerns my wife." He said in a stern voice.
His tone startled me, I have never heard his voice so stern before. "Ex-wife." I corrected again but this time my breath was caught in my throat so the words came out strange even to my ears. Jimmy smiled as he stood within arms length of me. I crossed my arms over my chest and took a deep breath to regain my composure.
"Ex-wife." He repeated with a nod as if he knew after all this time that it was finally true. "So are you seeing anyone?" He asked. I shook my head as I could feel my body tighten with his closeness. "Do you miss me?" He asked and I started to nod but stopped myself.
"It's actually nice to know I'm coming home to a still furnished home." I shot regaining my hate for him. He chuckled and it caressed my skin so softly I got goose bumps and my hate suddenly went to pause.
"You look wonderful." He said softly as he leaned in for a kiss. I turned my head to avoid the kiss even though my body and mind were screaming with want.
"Don't." I said softly not really meaning it.
He arched his eyebrow and scowled. "I know you want me. I can smell it." He said with a smile. I looked up into his harsh blue eyes; my mouth-gapped open then closed then open again.
"Don't flatter yourself. There are many that I want." I snapped hurtful words. The look on his face was more shocked then anger as if I had just slapped him. Maybe I did in a way. Suddenly, his eyes turned hard and cold. So cold, I stepped back in fear. I watched something cross his face, anger, and then it was gone.
"I guess I deserved that one." He said. I nodded my agreement.
"You deserve a lot more." I snapped. He nodded his agreement back.
"Ah yes I'm sure I do, but what is it you deserve my dear?" He asked.
Suddenly he changed right before my eyes. I was no longer looking at my ex-husband. I was now looking at a stranger. Someone with a very familiar face and body but he was no longer the Jimmy I knew and at one time loved. "Me? I deserve someone that loves me and will NOT sell our stuff for cards! I deserve someone that is going to be with me and give me all that I deserve!" I snapped at him then turned toward my bedroom. Figuring I should at least dress if I'm going to be fighting with the ex. I felt it before I saw it Jimmy charged at me. I tensed waiting for the smack I was sure he was going to send. Instead he grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him. Before I could jerk out of his iron grip he grabbed my arms pinning them to my sides. Suddenly his lips were pressed roughly to my own. He pulled my body tightly to his own and the kiss melted the hate inside me. His tongue forced itself inside my mouth and began teasing my tongue. I think I moaned I know I pressed tighter to him as my hands tried to circle his waist, but he wouldn't let me. He held me tightly in place. The kiss broke and I stood there dumbfounded and missing his lips. It had been so long since I had been touched and in truth I missed my Jimmy. From day one I knew he was the best lover in the world and even during the divorce I knew I would miss the cock more than the man.
"I am going to give you exactly what you deserve, you little whore." He snapped.
I was shocked at his words and the tone to his voice. I tried to pull free of him but his grip didn't loosen, in fact it tightened, painfully so. "Oh, let go of me ass hole. You're hurting me Jimmy." I whimpered but he only laughed.
"That's nothing compared to what is going to happen." He warned me, and my heart raced with fear. He laughed again and I knew it was because my fear showed clearly on my face. Jimmy shoved me roughly the rest of the way into my bedroom. I stumbled but caught myself before I fell. I turned quickly to face him.
"What the hell is your problem Jim?" I demanded.
He laughed but the laughter never reached his eyes, sarcasm. "I have only one problem, a little tramp like you walking around the house naked with the shades open so the world can see. You need a man to give you what you deserve and that is exactly what I plan to do."
I gasped with shock and anger at his demeaning words to me. "Who the fuck do you think you..." I started but stopped as a slap stung my cheek. Tears instantly filled my eyes as my hand timidly touch the stinging red cheek.
"Shut up WHORE!" He yelled, As he stepped forward, I stepped back, Jimmy had never hit me before except for playful slaps to my behind. "I've been thinking a lot about you lately and missing you so much it hurts then I come to see you and what do I find. A WHORE! Well you want to be a whore then I'll treat you like a whore." He yelled in my face. I covered my eyes as tears streamed down my face. I hated him, I hated his words and I hated my body for wanting him as much as I did at that moment.
"Jimmy Please don't..." I sobbed but another slap to the other cheek sent me falling to the edge of the bed.
"I said shut the fuck up whore." He demanded as his hand grabbed my hair and he pulled my head back so that I was forced to look up at him. He smiled down at me as if he truly enjoyed my tears. "You were running around the house naked. You called me an ass hole. That is Master Ass Hole to you, you filthy little cunt." He yelled. My sobs racked my entire body hard. "Is there water on?" He asked finally hearing the shower running.
I nodded. "I was going to take a shower. That is why I was naked. I just..." I tried explaining now that fear was bubbled up so tight inside my throat I knew it would burst soon.
"Shut UP!" He yelled, his hand tightened in my hair as his face came down inches from mine. "Good idea whore. We have to wash that whore cunt of yours. There is no telling how many cocks have been fucking you lately." He said evilly.
I cried, "Jimmy please stop this. I haven't been with anyone since you." I sobbed not meaning to tell him all that but the way he was acting I wasn't sure exactly what he was going to do to me. A glint in his eyes told me that he believed me yet he still pulled me up by my hair and dragged me to the bathroom. I kicked and screamed trying to get away but he didn't let me go. Once inside the bathroom Jimmy literally shoved me into the tub as the shower curtain tangled around my arms and pulled down all the way. Jimmy scowled at the curtain then grabbed it and hurled it out the doorway. I heard it slam into the wall to my bedroom. I curled my arms around my knees and held them tightly to my chest, sobbing, the shower water sprinkling down on my body as Jimmy towered over me.
His hands on his hips as he watched me. "Call me Master." He demanded.
I looked up at him with hate filled eyes. "Fuck you." I spit at him. His hand came down quick and hard against my cheek as he smiled down at me.
"Call me Master." He demanded again.
Deliberate not to give into him I lowered my forehead to rest on my knees ignoring his demands. Suddenly I screamed out as he reached down and grabbed my hair and pulled me up to my feet. He turned me and shoved me into the ceramic tile wall roughly. Holding my hair he shoved my cheek to the tiles and demanded once more. "Call me Master!"
I refused to say a word as tears trailed down my face. There was a long pause but his grip on the back of my head never loosened. Suddenly I heard a whipping sound then felt the hot painful sting of what I assumed was Jimmy's belt slash across my behind. "Owwww!" I screamed and faster then I could catch my breath it came down again this time seemed harder, then another only harder. "Jimmy please STOP!" I screamed out as another came down.
"Master!" Jimmy corrected me sternly as another slash crossed my lower back this time. I screamed and would have falling to my knees if he wasn't holding me up by my hair.
"Master please stop, please stop!" I begged not able to handle another slap from the belt. Suddenly I felt Jimmy's body pressed against mine and I knew he had to be in the shower with me. His hands gently caressed my sore red welted ass and back as he kissed my neck.
"See that wasn't so hard now was it?" He whispered, I felt his hot breath caressing my neck and ear and I shivered. Pulling my head back by my hair he kissed my neck again as his other hand reached around me to play with my 36c breast. His fingers teased my nipples as his tongue lapped the dripping water off my neck. I moaned out, I didn't mean to but I couldn't stop myself. He roughly pulled and flicked my nipples as he pressed his hardness to my ass crack. I could hear his breathing increase as he rubbed his groin against my round firm ass.
I moaned out as my ass pressed back against him harder. I couldn't help myself.
