JSA

Just as jack was about to open the door, Karen burst inside. She was clearly drunk as the smell of alcohol reeked from her mouth. She acted as if she had not seen Jack standing there, and headed towards her father.

“Muh wahlleet. Where ees eet?” She asked.

“You dropped it. Our friend Jack returned it. You should thank him.” Jeff told his daughter, his eyes obviously avoiding the sight of his drunken daughter’s appearance. He felt ashamed, for her sake. He handed her the wallet.

“Whoohoo. I gots me money back” she said as counted her money. “Thanks Jeffuh. Thanks Jack. You cutie, you.” She said as she walked towards Jack. “How about I reward you with a drink? It’s on me.”

“Don’t you think you had too much?” Jack answered. Sure he liked this girl, but at her condition she is liable to keel over if she had more wine.

“Whatsamatta? Scared of a little wine” Karen jeered at jack, sticking her face just inches away from Jack’s face.
“God, her breath stinks” Jack thought. “She must have been drinking since this morning.”

“C’mon Jack, don’t be such a wuss. I know ya drink wine so what’s the matta now? Afraid of me?” she said as Jack made no effort to answer her challenge.

“Karen, take a load off. Let’s drink tomorrow” He retorted as he opened the door and left in a hurry.

As Jack walked towards his home, he suddenelt elt the urge to pay a visit to the town library. It felt odd but he went anyway. He entered the library with nobody in sight.

“Odd, Mary’s not around, yet the library’s open.” Jack thought as he scanned the library. No sign of the girl can be seen. “She must be feeling bad, to leave the library unattended like this.”

Jack proceeded to leave when he heard something.

“Uuhh!” a weak female voice made Jack turn abruptly.

“Who’s that?” Jack shouted as he ran towards the voice.

“No, it’s okay Jack. It’s me Mary,” the voice, a little bit louder this time, answered.

“Mary. Is that you? Are you okay?” He inquired, still with no girl in sight.

“Yes, Jack. I’m quite fine.” The bespectacled young woman’s head appeared from the row of bookshelves in the far end of the room. Her face was flushed red and she was a little bit sweaty, as she appeared to fumble with something, the bookcase still obstructing Jack’s view.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Jack asked, taking a few steps toward the girl. “You look flustered…”he added.

“No, I’m fine.” She answered appearing in full view. Her clothes a little bit rumpled as she walked towards Jack, her face still with a tinge of red.

“What happened?” Jack’s nosy nature was getting the nest of him now. He suspects something was up and Mary was not telling him the whole truth. He eyed her suspiciously as he lowered his groceries on the table and crossed his arms over his chest.
He looked imposing, causing the girl to fidget a little.

The girl squirmed in place, further adding to Jack’s suspicion. Just as she attempted to brush her hair, Jack noticed a wet spot on her skirt, just between her legs. Jack got the idea immediately; apparently shy Mary was pleasuring herself when nobody was around. Jack smiled at his realization, his eyes still fixated at the wet spot.

“Jack, what’s wrong” Mary’s voice broke Jack’s mid day fantasy. She looked at the young man staring blankly at her waist, or was it, indeed? She realized, Jack was staring at the wet spot in her skirt. She immediately made a swift motion to block it from his view. “Jack” she screamed, well it was not that loud but you get the idea, embarrassed that Jack may have realized what actually transpired. “What are you looking at?”

A sudden feistiness in her attitude made Jack stood there, agape. He blushed in embarrassment but what added color to his cheeks was the fact that the sight of this innocent girl and the fantasies she brought him made him really horny.

As soon as he gathered his wits, he proceeded to take advantage of the situation, with a smile, he said calmly, “I know what you’ve been doing. You naughty girl” His eyes twinkling as he said that, mischievousness and sultry sexiness evident from his gaze.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking” Mary said, taking a few steps backward, covering the wet spot with her hand. “But you’re making a mistake, its just sweat. It’s just sweat. Honest.”

“Sure it is” Jack, lost in his craving for Mary, forgot about his groceries or closing the door for that matter, stalked the young woman. He appeared really scary to Mary but at the same time, in an odd sort of way, it excited her.

Jack cornered her at the backend of the room; she had nowhere to go, so she pleaded.
“Jack, whatever it is you’re planning to do, please don’t!” her voice trembling in fear, she was well aware what Jack was thinking, in truth she wanted to experience it but not like this. Not like with a sex-crazed madman that’s more likely to cause her pain and anguish rather than pleasure. She cringed in a corner, knowing that doom was coming, suddenly every last bit of survival instinct kicked in, she screamed, at least attempted anyway.

However Jack was way too quick for her. He lunged at her cheeks. Squeezing them just enough to muffle her sounds. It hurt her a little bit and scared her so badly that she started to cry. She cried and cried, all the while, closing her eyes, she just knew and was expecting Jack to rape her then and there. Her thoughts were interrupted and her expectations broken when she felt a gentle caress on her cheek. She looked up at the owner of the hand, all the while thinking this was not what she was expecting. It was Jack smiling. He no longer appeared scary, instead he appeared laughing. She looked at him with a puzzled look, which the boy answered with another smile.

“I was just kidding” He said, trying to mask the lust in his voice. He was well aware that an incident like this might just result in him ending up in jail. There was no way he’d take that chance. He held her hand. “My bad. I was just kidding around” He faked a laugh as he said that, all the while squeezing her hand softly.

“That was a joke?” Mary’s eyes widened. “You scared me half to death. I thought you were going to…”
“What? Rape you” Jack smiled a fake smile, fully masking his concern for himself. “This is bad, very bad” or so he thought as he retracted his hand. “I was just kidding. Geez” He raised his arms in protest, as he often do when placed in a dire situation.

“You were, huh?” a sigh of relief came from Mary as she shifted position and faced Jack. She was no longer afraid, believing all of Jack’s lies.