One night, in the middle of January, which in Grand Rapids can be pretty cold, Kristi, my girlfriend, and I had gone to see a movie.  Kristi had insisted on seeing an action flick instead of any of the romances or comedies playing and I couldn't figure out why since she was normally very into romances and comedies and didn't like action movies.  We were headed home, and suddenly Kristi pulled off the road into a gas station parking lot.  This was a bit odd since the gas station was obviously closed.  She stepped out of the car and asked me to step out and come sit down on the bench and talk to her, so of course I did so.  Kristi seemed to stumble a bit at first, and then she stopped for a moment before trying again. "Chris," she said "This is hard for me to say, but...."  I froze, knowing in my very bones what she was about to say.  "I care about you a lot, and I do love you, but I'm just not ready for a committed relationship yet.  There's just too much out there I haven’t experienced yet." 

"So you're saying...” I began.

But she cut in with "I'm sorry, but I think for now we should just go our separate ways."  And then she got up and hurriedly jumped into the car.  I started to go towards the passenger door, and she hit the power locks and hit the gas so hard the tires melted the sheen of ice and left black marks on the asphalt.  I stood there stunned, not believing what had just happened, for almost five minutes before I realized that I had left my jacket in the car and it was probably about ten degrees outside.  I was already starting to get very cold and sleepy.

I looked around and saw a payphone in the corner of the gas station, so I headed over to it.  First I tried to call john to come and pick me up.  He wasn’t answering his cell phone, and when I called his house his wife Mary answered the phone.  "I'm sorry, John has the car with him - He's in class right now."  Then I remembered - this was one of the nights he had classes, and wouldn't be out for almost four hours.

I didn't know anyone else with a car that I could think of, so I sat on the curb trying to figure out what to do - I was about fifteen miles from home and the city bus system had already shut down - and I had nowhere near enough money left to take a cab home.

As I sat there, wondering how it would feel to freeze to death, I heard a horn blow right behind me, and I jumped about ten feet in the air.  I turned around, and there sat Lisa in her van.  I hurried over and opened the door, not even bothering to ask if it was okay at that point, and huddled over the heater vent in the dashboard. 

"What's going on?" Lisa asked me.  I turned to face her and she saw the tears frozen on my face.  "Oh my goodness, what happened?  Are you okay?  What’s wrong?"  She gushed out, shocked at how bad I looked.

"I took Kristi to the movies and then she just left me here."  I said as fresh tears started to pour down my face.

"Why?  Did you have an argument or something?" Lisa asked.

"No, she just said she didn’t want commitment and she loved me but that we should go our separate ways for now." I moaned miserably. 

Lisa sat silent for a few moments, knowing how devastating a blow this was to me since I had talked with Lisa about proposing to Kristi just two nights before, and she had gone with me to Rogers Jewelers to help me pick out the perfect ring.  "Do you want to go back to your house and sit down and talk about it?  I'm here if you need to talk, or even if you just need a shoulder to cry on.  I know how much you love her Chris.  I'm so sorry that she did this to you."  I just nodded my head and sat there, feeling like a deflated balloon.

No one said a word on the drive back to my house, but a few times Lisa put her hand on my leg and just squeezed for a few moments.

When we got to my house, she parked the driveway and wordlessly I got out and unlocked the door, holding it open for her to go in.  We sat down on my bed since the couches still had paperwork all over them from the office, and I just leaned over and cried into her shoulder for a few minutes.  Eventually I noticed that Lisa was trying to inconspicuously rub her neck as if it were sore.

"What's wrong?" I asked

"Oh, its nothing." She said, looking down and away.

I reached over and tilted her head back up towards me, then gasped at what I saw.  "Oh my God!!"  I exclaimed.  "Who did that to you?"

There was a large red mark on the side of her neck, like someone had tried to strangle her.

She was silent for a minute and then, in a very quiet voice, said "It was Bob.  I got distracted and accidentally didn’t have dinner quite finished by the time he got home from work."

"That’s no excuse!" I almost shouted, and then calmed my voice back down when I saw her flinch.  "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell, I just don't like to see what he's doing to you."

I sat there for a moment, then said "Here, why don’t you lie down on your stomach and I'll give you one of my famous massages."

"Are you sure?  I don't want to impose or anything...” she began, but I interrupted.

"It's ok, I love giving massages - it takes my mind away from the stresses of work and lets me do something purely physical."

Lisa lay down on her stomach as I grabbed my massage oil and straddled her back.  "Just tell me if I rub too hard and it starts to hurt, ok?" I said in a gentle voice. 

"Okay" she said in a quiet voice.

I rubbed my hands together to warm the oil a bit and began to massage her shoulders and neck.  After a minute she began to moan under my gentle touch.  I started to move my hands down her back then realized I would choke her if I pulled her shirt down in the back, so I asked if It was okay if I unsnapped her bra so I could get to her back easier.

She was hesitant at first, but I promised I wasn’t going to try to take advantage of her, and she said okay.

I gently unsnapped her bra, and ran my hands up her back under her shirt, being careful not to touch any part of her breast, and continued the massage, digging deeper and harder.  Shortly she began to moan, and a minute later she began to very subtly twist and shift her hips underneath me.

I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help but get turned on, and my tool began to harden in my pants.

She must have felt it, as I could soon feel it throbbing in my pants, but I tried to ignore it even as she began to push her ass up from the bed against me. 

After a few more minutes, she twisted underneath me and said "okay, now it's my turn to give you a massage."

I froze for a second, until she gave me a push and I climbed off of her.  She sat up and stood next to the bed, and as I climbed into the bed I could swear I saw her eyeing my crotch.  She told me to take off my shirt so she didn’t get oil on it.  This sounded reasonable, so I did, then lie back down on my stomach.

After a second I heard the cap of the massage oil click and knew she had opened it again, and then felt her soft hands gently rubbing my shoulders a moment later.  I moaned softly into the pillow in pleasure.  I had never known a massage could feel so good, I could swear she had magic in her hands.  She slowly worked my neck and shoulders, then slowly went down my back until her fingers were kneading the top of my butt cheeks.  She climbed off me and I started to turn over but she said "No, stay right there." so I did.

I hear a soft rustling sound but I was so relaxed from the massage I didn’t even think about it.  Then I felt her slight weight settle back onto my butt and her hands begin gliding up and down my back again.  A moment later I was moaning into the pillow again in ecstasy, and my cock was, unbelievably, getting harder than ever. 

Suddenly I felt her hand sliding underneath me and fumbling with my pants, trying to unfasten them. 

"Ummm....." I began to say.

""Shhhh.  I just have to get them down a little bit so I can get to the rest of the muscles."  Lisa said.

I lifted my hips and reached down to undo my pants, and she tugged them down a little bit. She resumed kneading the muscles of my lower back, working her way lower and lower, twisting and grinding her love nest against my ass the whole time.  The lower she went, the stiffer my manhood got.  Suddenly I felt her reach between my legs and cup my testicles in her hand.  Then I felt her shift her weight forward and felt her bare breasts against my back.  I froze, not believing what was going on, knowing I must have fallen asleep from the relaxation of the massage.  I started in shock and accidentally yanked a hair out from my crotch by pulling away when her hand was right there.  The pain told me that it wasn’t a dream, and then I heard her soft, sensual voice.

"It's okay." she said.   She pulled her hand away and slid my pants the rest of the way down and off, and gently nudged me on the side.

I rolled over, unable to believe my senses, wanting her so badly I could almost taste it, yet knowing it could never happen.  I tried to cover my swollen member as I rolled over, until she gently reached over and rested her beautiful; soft hands on mine.

"It's okay," she said.  "Open your eyes." she continued softly and she moved my hand aside and reached under the blanket to move it aside and get a firm grasp on my cock. 

I opened my eyes and saw her totally nude.  I was stunned at her beauty, realizing that the clothes she wore actually detracted from her figure and did more to hide it than they did to accentuate it.

I barely had time to take it all in before she swallowed my member all the way to the root.

I gasped in shock.  No one had ever deep-throated me before and the feeling was indescribable.  I began twitching and moaning in pleasure and lost complete track of time. 

Some time later, I have no idea how long, she pulled her mouth off of me and straddled my face, then leaned over and took me into her mouth again.  I wasted no time in burying my face in that gorgeous honey pot and soon she too was gasping and writhing as my tongue massaged places she had never been touched before.  Soon I decided it was time to turn it up a notch, and I pulled my face slightly away, and spread her wide open with the fingers of one hand, giving her long, slow licks as I slowly slid a finger inside of her tight, wet little love hole.  I massaged her from the inside with my finger, until she begged for me to add another, and another, until I had four fingers sliding in and out of her.  By this time she was moaning and groaning load enough to wake the dead, but I didn’t care - all I could think of was how delicious her cum was as I licked every last drop that she gushed into my mouth.

After her body stopped shuddering, she slowly sat up and I figured that the ride was over.  It didn’t matter so much to me that I hadn’t climaxed, because I would be able to think of the taste of her and what she had allowed me to do to her and it would give me more than enough material to fuel years worth of fantasies.

I wasn’t too surprised when she slowly climbed off of me, but when she turned around and pushed me back down onto the bed as I started to sit up I was startled.  I had thought she was done.

Then she stood on the bed and slowly lowered herself onto me, taking my swollen cock inch by inch inside of herself until I was all the way in, then she shuddered and began twitching back and forth rapidly.

I lost control, grabbed her hips and began to thrust wildly into her hot little love tunnel.  She had the tightest pussy I had ever felt.  She began to moan and scream in pleasure as I pushed it deep inside of her and just held it there, letting her feel it throb and pulse for a moment before I pulled back and began sliding it in and out more slowly.

After about fifteen minutes she collapsed and rolled onto her side, so I sat up and gently moved her legs up towards her chest.  I lifted one of her legs higher than the other, and slowly eased my manhood back into her and she arched her back and began moaning yet again.

I took it more slowly this time, first putting it all the way in bit by bit, then very slowly pulling it all the way out before starting again.

Soon I picked up the pace and began to slowly move faster and faster until I felt like a human vibrator, then suddenly I felt her muscles clench so tight that if I had tried to push it in any further I might have broken my penis in half.  Her whole body began to twitch and shudder as she screamed "I'm cumming, Oh my god, I'm cumming again!  My god don’t stop!"

Seeing and feeling her ecstasy brought me to the point of climax myself.  "Oh, god, I am going to cum with you!" I said, not knowing where she wanted it.

"Just don't pull it out!  I'm fixed already!" She managed to get out between moans and gasps as she continued to shudder and clench her tunnel around my manhood.

So I didn’t - I felt my muscles begin to spasm and I knew I was going to cum inside of her pussy.  Then she clenched even tighter and I came like a fire hydrant, shooting spurt after spurt into her until I thought I would shrivel up into a dried husk.  Slowly we both came down from the heavens we were in and she pulled off of me and turned around to swallow my cock again and suck the last bit of life from it.

As she sat up she spoke again "My god, do you always cum this much?  I think you came enough to fill ten women!"

Suddenly I realized that I had cum so hard and so much that not Only had I overflowed her tight little box, but it had dripped down both of her legs to the knees and there was a solid trail the whole way from her pussy to her knees that was just soaked in my cum.

Suddenly I looked at her and she looked at me and we both froze.

"Please don't tell John about this." we both said at the same time.

I looked at her and said "Don’t worry, I won't ever tell him.  Thank you for that."

She smiled shyly at me as she tilted her head downwards.  "Are you feeling better now?  Are you not so depressed anymore?"

I smiled gently as I took her by the hand - "I will treasure this night for the rest of my life, even if it never happens again." I reassured her.

I stood up and grabbed her a towel to clean up with.

"Oh no!" Lisa cried.

"What’s wrong?" I asked her.

"Look at the time!  Bob's going to kill me!"  She started to sob.

"No, he won't." I assured her.  "Follow me." I said gently.   I led her into my study and sat down at the computer.  I pulled up a few searches and then pointed to the page I was looking at.

It was a diagram of how to rig a vehicle so that the carbon monoxide would fill the car as long as the windows were shut and slowly poison anyone in it.

"What you're going to kill me?" She said in horror.

"No, no no" I said hurriedly.  "We are going to set it up to look like someone tried to kill you and I’ll call 911 from a payphone nearby and report the vehicle so that the police will take you home and he will think someone tried to kill you and feel sorry for you"

Lisa chewed her lip for a minute thoughtfully.  "Promise I won't be hurt?"  She said timidly.

"I swear." I said.

"Okay then lets get to work."