Ok, don’t panic, I will be working on part 3 of the Jamaica wedding story in the next day or so, but I needed a break mentally, that story and pretty much events from that time through the ending of M and my relationship were directly linked to when my depression was at its worst. So I was a little fucked in the head when I went to sit down and work on part 3, decided to take a break and throw up this little one off in the meantime. Also I got some feedback to give characters names, so going forward anytime M is referenced it’ll be by Mary.

Mary and I were not exclusive, we were free to see other people on a physical level and that was the agreement we made. So anyway the year after I graduated I was back in my college town for the homecoming/alumni hockey festivities. It was good to see the boys again and tear it up a bit like old times. But with it being like old times, we went to the old bar, went in, new crowd, lots of strangers, one I recognized. She was my English Lit professor, Ms. Kim we’ll call her. Kim was single, never married, she was 43, blonde, skinny with very small boobs and a pretty flat ass. Everything else about her just screamed bitch. The way she walked, talked, looked was all bitch.

I don’t want to act like I was a good student, I wasn’t, I was terrible, I somehow managed to pass classes but I didn’t try, skipped a bunch, didn’t pay attention, I was just a bad student. But still she was a bitch, and she always hated me, she hated that I got out of assignments and shit because of hockey, and honestly I think(and was right) it was on a much more personal level her hatred of me.

Well I didn’t have anything to do and she was standing by herself at the bar, so I approached,

“Well hello Ms. Kim, do I have to call you Ms. Kim now that I’m not a student?”

“What’d you finally flunk out?”

“I graduated last year.”

“The standards at this school are really dropping.”

“It’s nice to know you haven’t changed, Kim.”

“You can still call me Ms. Kim.” That had some venom on it, “and it’s just I’m surprised to see you graduated, I mean you were one of the dumbest students I’ve ever taught. I was always flabbergasted grading your work. What are you doing for work now?”

“I’m actually fighting full time now, I do construction on the side to pay for training and living, but everything is focused on MMA now.”

“Well nobody will be able to tell when you have brain damage.”

Honestly I couldn’t tell if she was trying to neg me, or she was really just an awful human, but I was getting annoyed now.

“What is honestly wrong with you?”

“What do you mean?” She bit back.

“ I always knew you were a bit of twat, but you’re giving full cunt vibes right now.”

Pause, I very rarely use that word, and never in regards to a woman, this is maybe the only time I’ve ever done so but I had had enough.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me, all I did was come say hi, yes I was a bad student but it wasn’t like I was just a bad student for you. You really don’t need to be a fuckin bitch right now.”

I turned to the bartender, who I knew, “jimmy, the usual for me and her next round.”

She was just staring at me as I got me beer and shot, I did the shot, grabbed the beer, pushed her drink next to her and turned to leave. When I felt someone grab my arm. Ok what the fuck is going on here.

“You said you’re fighting? What maybe you choose that?”

“Uhhh well I boxed and wrestled growing up, and like you said, I’m dumb as fuck right?”

Now I had thought I caught something when I called Hera cunt and gave her shit, but I wasn’t sure, but now seeing her reaction to me giving right back to her I knew I was right. She may hate me, but she is into me calling her a bitch and giving her shit. Game on.

“Can we be honest for a second?” I asked, she nodded, “how much did you hate me in class?”

“You were one of the worst students I’ve ever had,” she kinda chuckled, “you have almost no grasp of the English language.”

“Yea well I still don’t, but I have other skills.”

“yea I’m well aware of your athletic skills, which is another reason I hated you, bc of hockey and the championships you brought the university, I almost had to skate you by, excuse the pun.”

“What’s a pun?” I was being a dick. I’m not that stupid.

“Jesus Christ, you beautiful idiot.”

“That may be the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me. Am I starting to warm the cold hearted bitch right out of you?”

I moved closer as I said that and she just looked up at me with her eyes, I knew I was in there, I was probably going to have to call her a bitch all throughout, but I always wanted to check professor off my list. We continued to talk for about an hour, as we drank at the bar, it got more and more crowded, so we kinda got pushed closer together, fine by me, I may honestly have thought she was a mean person, but she was still very attractive, in like an Angelina Jolie type way, where they kinda just look a little mean or bitchy, but they’re hot as fuck. So I was getting turned on to say the least, we were pretty much right on top of each other at the bar, and she was rocking her hips on me, and well I started to grow. She happened to be in mid sentence and must’ve finally felt it as she was grinding on me. She completely stopped talking, and looked straight down, then back up at me, I didn’t have anything else to say and honestly what could’ve been said. So I just said,

“Yep.”

She leaned into me, tip toes to kiss me, and reached her hand down and touched my cock over my pants.

“Close the tab. Do you have a car?” She Said abruptly.

“I took and Uber from my hotel.”

“Ok I live down the street, it’s a five minute walk.”

The walk was weird, I tried to hold her hand, to which she pulled away, said she wasn’t much of a hand holder.

We got to her place, walked in the door,

“My bedroom is up the stairs first door on the left, go take your clothes off. I have to let me dog out.”

“Listen you aren’t my professor anymo-“

“Now!”

Ah fuck it, I did what I was told, figured I’d give her a proper pounding that night and get even. So I head upstairs, take off my clothes and am just kinda standing there, the anticipation was getting to me and I started to get hard again. She came in and saw me standing there, and just stared wide eyed at me.

“Sit on the bed.”

I did.

Then we did a full 180 here, she, at the doorway, gets on her hands and knees, and starts crawling to me. I was here now so I was in it.

“I can’t believe I was such a bitch to you while you were walking around with this.”

“Yea I mean you really kinda were.”

“I was such a bitch”

“Some might even say a bit of a cunt.”

“Mmmm will you get your revenge?”

“Uhhh”

“Take it out on my bitchy mouth.”

Done deal. I grabbed her by the ponytail, and shoved her down on my cock, basically just using her head as a fleshlight, drool was dripping out down my balls and onto the floor, and she was rubbing her pussy as I used her throat. She was moaning onto my cock, I stood up and held the back of her head down on me, until she let out a gag and spit and drool shot out everywhere, I let her off and smacked her in the face with my cock.

“Fuck yes smack me again, smack my bitchy face.”

I can oblige. I start whacking her on the cheek with my dick, calling her a fucking bitch. I take my dick and shove it in her mouth and hold her there one more time before I take it out and stand her up. I bend her over the bed, and shove my cock inside, nothing gentle about this one, this was hate fucking. And she was fully on board. I was pounding her as hard as I could and she was screaming to keep going and fuck her harder, I grabbed her hair again and pulled her head up as I was fucking her. To which she moaned, fuck yes, pull my hair, fucking spank my ass. Treat me like the bitch I am. I was breaking a sweat here, felt like I had been just non stop pumping for 15 minutes, and with all the extra curriculars I was getting tired. I gave her one more hard slap on the ass, and told her to turn over like a good bitch. She did and I put her legs over my shoulder and went back in, as far as I could and as fast as I could go. I was dripping sweat now, but said fuck it, I positioned so I was right over top of her, and told her to open her mouth, and my sweat was dripping right into her mouth. Idk if she actually did but she acted like this was the sexiest thing ever. I spread her legs and was getting close, I told her that and she said to cum in her. I kept pumping and she told me to grab her hair and pick her head up again so she could watch it, I once again obliged, I kept fucking her until I came and then I collapsed in the bed.

The next morning sucked. I was woken up at 530,

“Hey get up, I need to go for a run, don’t forget anything I don’t want to have to see you again.”

As I was scrambling to leave still half naked I said, “guess I didn’t fuck the bitch out of afterall.”

Her look was like she still liked being talked to like that, but she quickly got control of it and gave me a dirty look. Never saw her again