Julia's Story

Julia's Story Julia's Story

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica



Julia is dissatisfied with her sex life. Her live-in boyfriend neglects her. She finds herself in a position to remedy his neglect.



Julia is dissatisfied with her sex life. Her live-in boyfriend neglects her. She finds herself in a position to remedy his neglect.


Submitted: November 29, 2015

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Submitted: November 29, 2015



Julia was running away from home. She was tired of all the bull shit her live in boyfriend Hank had handed out to her. First he started coming home late giving the excuse of working overtime. Well, what could she say? They did need the extra money but damn he was never home anymore and this left their sex life sorely lacking. Sex, yeah maybe she was a little selfish but she enjoyed it.

Next, he started coming up with the excuse that he and some of his coworkers were stopping by the bar for drinks to unwind from hectic days spent at the office. He spent his time either at the office or at Uptown Charlie’s. That was the bar that he was supposed to be having drinks with his friends.

On her birthday he had promised her that he would leave work on time so that they could go out and celebrate.

After putting in half a day at her job where she worked as a paralegal for Jameson, Helmand and Brown, Attorneys at Law, she spent the rest of the day at a spa where she had booked an appointment for the works.

“Damn I feel like a new woman.” she told herself.

While relaxing under the strong fingers of the masseuse she had thought about what she would wear for their night out. She mentally examined everything in her closet. No, none of it would do. Knowing that she really couldn’t afford to do it she decided a shopping trip was in order.

When she reached Kohl’s, her favorite store, she was lucky enough to find a parking space very close to the front. The day was warm and the sun was shining and along with it came the sweet smell of azaleas. The beginning of spring was her favorite time of year.

Once she got inside the store she headed for ladies wear. There was so much to choose from but she wanted something killer to wear and so she searched the racks looking for that one special outfit. Finding what she thought would be perfect she went to the dressing rooms to see how it looked on her. The dress was a solid red. It had three quarter sleeves and belted around the waist with a deep V neck that would definitely show off her cleavage of which she had a lot.

She stared in the mirror hardly recognizing herself. Red was definitely her color. It brought out her skin tone and her long light blond hair just set it off. This was certainly the dress for her, but she needed one more thing.

Setting off for the shoe department she had no idea what to look for, but she would know it when she saw it. There were so many shoes to choose from it made her head swim. Her eyes fell on a pair of sandals. They were made of black satin with stiletto heels. The strap that crossed over the top of the foot was adorned with tiny red rhinestones and they buckled around the ankles. Damn these are sexy as hell.

The afternoon had gotten away from her. Having enough time to pay for her purchases she hurried home to change.

Searching through her lingerie drawer she found a red lacy bra with matching panties. After putting those on she slipped into the dress and zipped it up. Picking up the shoes she sat on the side of the bed and started to put them on when a thought struck her. Debating on whether to wear pantyhose or not she ditched the idea opting to go without them. After all she had gotten everything waxed earlier that day.

Julia stared in the mirror. If this didn’t set Hank’s blood to boiling nothing would. Putting on light make up with red lipstick she was set.

She made her way to the living room to wait. He said that he would be home at six. Looking at her watch she saw that it was already a quarter to six. It was almost show time. Bubbling over with excitement she settled on the sofa to wait. She waited and waited checking her watch every fifteen minutes. Standing she started pacing the floor. Where could he be? Maybe he got caught in traffic, but somehow deep down she knew that wasn’t the case.

Going to the kitchen she poured herself a glass of water and stood there staring at her reflection in the window over the sink.  Crossing her arms and tapping her foot on the floor thoughts were swirling through her mind. “What the fuck”, she thought as she grabbed her purse off the bar and headed for the door.

It had begun to sprinkle rain. “Great, this is just what I needed.” she said to herself as she jumped into her Honda Civic and pulled out of the driveway with one destination on her mind. She drove like a crazy person determined to get there.

When she reached his office she noticed his car still in the parking lot. She had been stood up for work again. That was enough, she was fuming.

Pushing the door open and standing there listening she could hear faint moans and they were coming from Hank’s office. No, it can’t be she thought as she headed that way. She noticed a cleaning cart parked in the hallway as she passed on her way to his office. She didn’t knock; she just reached for the door and pushed it open.

Feeling shock, pain and humiliation all at the same time she watched as Hank fucked the cleaning lady. He had her on his desk and he couldn’t see her because she was behind him. She watched in horror as he shoved his cock in and out of the woman’s pussy. He grunted and she moaned at how good it felt. The woman had her legs wrapped around him. Fucking, he is honest to god fucking the woman.

Julia stood there watching and holding her breath as she became very aroused. Finally she got her wits about her and spoke. “Hank how could you?” He stopped fucking and whirled around. He stood there with his cock jutting out of his pants. They looked each other in the eye. He didn’t speak a word to her. He just stared at her as she watched his cock go limp, the same cock that had fucked her so many times.

She turned and headed back up the hallway. “Julia”, he yelled as he raced up behind her zipping up his pants all the while. “I’m sorry.” he said as he reached for her arm. She shook him off.

“You don’t get to say you’re sorry Hank. All this time I have been a fool believing in a fairytale, thinking that you were just working hard for us. There won’t be a happy ending to this story. Thanks a whole fucking lot.” she huffed as she reached the front door.

She pushed herself outside, tears streaming down her face. The rain had gone from a sprinkle to a down pour. Grabbing the door handle she pulled it open and jumped in. Laying her head on the steering wheel she fought hard to gain control of herself. She sat up and took in her surroundings. No fuck no I refuse to feel sorry for myself. I’m a big girl and big girls don’t cry.

Putting the car in gear and pulling out of the parking lot she had no idea about where she was going. All she knew was that she had to get away from there. Fuck him and the horse he rode in on. All this time she knew something wasn’t right, but she gave him the benefit of the doubt and look where that got her.

Arriving home she hastily threw some things in a suitcase. She didn’t even take time to change her clothes. Picking up the suitcase she took it to the car not even looking back. Not even caring where she ended up she just headed out of town.

When she reached highway 220S she put the cruise control on and just drove passing little towns and hamlets all along the way. It was Friday night and she had no place where she needed to be.

While she was driving she thought about the past few months. Hank didn’t love her. He must have thought of her as some obligation he needed to feel. The whole thing hurt to think about, but then she realized something. When had her feelings for him changed. If she was being honest with herself she knew exactly when she started feeling that way. Damn, the truth hurts.

When 220S ended she had to get on Highway 1 and it was headed towards the beach. She hadn’t been there in some time and she found herself sitting up and thinking hard. Yes, that’s exactly where she wanted to go. She thought of the waves hitting the sand and of that German piano that her grandmother had always loved, the one that played music all by itself. She could almost hear it playing and she knew her destination for sure.

Driving along her car started to act up. Pulling over to the side of the road she watched as a cloud of steam was emitted from under the hood. Looking at the dashboard she saw that the car was indeed overheating. What the fuck? Knowing that she had just passed through one of those little one horse kinds of towns she grabbed her iPhone and started searching for some help. In the whole town there was only one mechanic and 24 hour towing service. She tapped out the number.

Cole thought that his day was over. He had cleared out everything in the garage and looked forward to a long weekend. His phone buzzed and he didn’t recognize the number. He almost let it go to voice mail not really wanting to be bothered. Annoyed he answered it, “Johnson’s Garage.” He listened to the voice of a distraught woman on the other end. She told him where she was and explained her problem to him.

“I know exactly where you are ma’mm. I’ll be there in ten minutes,” he told her as he reached for the keys to the flatbed truck. Damn what a night to be breaking down on the road. He got in his truck and headed for the intersection of Macon Road and Hwy 1. Thank God the rain has slowed down to just a drizzle.

When he pulled in behind the Honda he could see the woman’s head as she turned around facing him. He didn’t need to look under the hood because he knew that car was not getting fixed overnight. After he got out he walked up to the side window and tapped. She rolled the window down.

“Hello ma’mm, I am Cole Johnson. Sorry we had to meet like this. You can either stay in your car or ride in the truck with me if you want, but either way I have to pull the car up on the flatbed with a winch.” he said to her.

“I don’t know what a winch is but I will ride with you if you don’t mind.” she said as she opened the door and got out of the car.

They climbed in his truck and he proceeded to load her car onto the flatbed. He looked at her and thought that even though she looked like she had been out in the rain she still looked hot.

Dismay was written all over her face. She wondered what else could go wrong with her night.

When they got to the garage Cole unloaded her car and pushed it into the bay area. She was right behind him. He raised the hood and looked under it.

“What do you think is wrong with it?” she asked as she stood there twisting some strands of her hair nervously.

After shutting the hood down he turned to her, “doesn’t really matter right now ma’mm.” he told her as he wiped his hands on a shop towel.

“Doesn’t matter right now? How can you say that if you don’t know what’s wrong with it?” she asked him clear agitation in her voice.

Leaning against the car he looked at her, “I have a pretty good idea of what I think the problem is, but I won’t know until in the morning. It could be something as simple as a stuck thermostat or it could be a blown head gasket. Either way I don’t have parts for it and I will need to order them from the next town over ma’mm.”

“My name is Julia. Will you please call me that? And can you point me in the direction of a motel if you don’t mind?” she said in a huff as her tears began to wail up in her eyes.

He winked at her, “I could if we had one in this town. Sorry about that Julia.”

Her night had gone from bad to worse in a New York minute. She didn’t know what to do. There was no motel. How can a town not have a motel?

She looked at Cole, “I guess I could sleep in the back seat of my car.”

Cole watched her as she began to pace back and forth. Should he ask her? “She is fucking hot in that red dress even if she is a little bedraggled right now. Those are some killer shoes she’s wearing.”

What the hell? “Julia I have an apartment upstairs with an extra bedroom if you would like to stay with me tonight.”

Julia almost cried she was so relieved.

After looking at him curiously she wanted to know what his wife would think about him asking a strange woman up to his apartment. Oh what the hell. So what if he has a wife. Surely his wife wouldn’t mind providing shelter for a down on her luck stranger.

“Well, if you don’t think your wife will mind I will be grateful to you for putting me up for the night.”

“Wife who me?  No I don’t have a wife and you’re more than welcome to use that room tonight.” he said as he reached in the back seat and grabbed her suitcase.

She looked at him, really looked at him for the first time. He had a smudge of grease on his face she noticed and he wore the uniform of a mechanic. He wasn’t all that tall and on closer inspection he had a small scar on his chin. His hair was a dark brown with eyes to match. She decided he was handsome in a rugged kind of way.

He led her to the stairs and they climbed up to the next level. The apartment had an open floor plan. On one side of the room was the living area and on the other side was the kitchen. It was all furnished very moderately, but it was clean. There was a leather sofa and chair with matching tables. His TV was mounted to the wall. To the right a hallway led down to the bedrooms and the bath was at the very end.

He set her suitcase down. Watching her take in everything around her he took a good look at her. He loved the way she looked. It had been a while since he had a woman up there. He thought that she sure brightened the place up. What was her story he wondered. One thing was for sure. He wanted to get in her pants and he was picking up the same vibes from her.

After sitting down on the sofa she reached down an unbuckled her shoes then kicked them off. What a relief it was to get out of those things. The rain had picked up again and she listened to it hit the windows.

Cole moved to stand in front of her. She reached for his hand and pulled him down beside her. After brushing his leg up against hers he looked at her and she looked him in the eyes. There was no mistaking the look of desire she saw there. Good because she was horny. She had been that way ever since she watched Hank fuck the cleaning lady. She just now saw it for what it was, two horny people thrown together on a rainy night.

He stood up and held his hand out to her. She took it and let him lead her to his room. The sheets on his bed were a mess but she didn’t care. She only knew that she wanted him to fuck her. She removed her belt and he unzipped her dress. Stepping out of it she let it settle on the floor.

He looked her up and down as she stood there in her red bra and panties. He thought she was hot as hell and his cock got a little harder. She stepped closer to him.

“Take that uniform off Cole,” she said as she touched the bulge in his pants.

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” he told her as he stripped naked.

They stood there facing each other. She reached around behind her and unhooked her bra and let it fall. They pushed those wadded up covers off the bed and stretched out. He bent his head over her tit and started to suck. She pulled him in closer. This was what she had been missing.

“Oh fuck Cole that feels so good you have no idea,” she murmured.

Taking the other one in his mouth and sucking on it hard, he put his hands on her crotch only to find her panties soaked.

“You’re ready for me aren’t you?” he asked as he spread her legs apart and got in between them.

He ripped the red panties off of her and stared at her glistening pussy. She watched his cock jutting out as it honed in on her wet pussy. Putting his hands behind her knees he drew her up and entered with one swift thrust. He set up a rhythm fucking her hard and deep. She moaned his praises. It felt so good she didn’t want him to stop. Never had she been fucked like this before. He pounded harder and harder. She was breathing hard and moaning at how well he could fuck. He reached down and touched her clit and the whole world just spun out of control. She bucked against him as wave after wave rolled through her body. He was lost in his release. He came and came in her pussy and then flopped down on top of her. They both were breathless as they lay there in an embrace.

“Fuck Julia, I haven’t been fucked that good in I don’t know how long. As a matter of fact I don’t think ever.” he said smiling at her.

“I can honestly say that was the best fuck I have ever had,” she told him.

They turned over on their backs and lay there watching the blades on the ceiling fan turn. Cole got up and spread the covers out on the bed and climbed in beside her.

After pulling her close he said, “I don’t know what brought you to our little town but I am happy you’re here.”

“Long story short I had a shitty day and I was just passing through when my car took a nose dive.”

“Don’t worry about your car. I will fix it in the morning,”

She snuggled closer to him and listened as the rain hit against the windows. Soon she was sound asleep only to wake up wanting to fuck again. They fucked each other two more times that night as they listened to the rain beat a steady rhythm on the windows.

The next morning she woke up to find sunlight shining through the windows. She reached over to find Cole’s side of the bed empty. Checking the clock that sat on the table beside his bed she saw that it was already eleven o’clock. She got up and grabbed another set of white lingerie and yoga pants with a t-shirt and headed for the shower. After she finished that she gathered her things and went down to the garage to find Cole. Her car wasn’t in the bay any longer. It sat out front. She found him in his office.

“There you are. I woke up to find you missing.”

“Yeah, well I knew you wanted your car fixed first thing this morning so I checked it out and it was a stuck thermostat. I had to drive forty miles from here to the next town over and pick one up. I just finished with it.”

“How much do I owe you Cole?” looking at him a little gleefully.

He smiled at her, “You don’t owe me anything at all Julia.”

“Please let me pay you something for fixing my car.”

“Tell you what, let’s just call the whole thing even.” he said to her as he picked up her suitcase and headed for her car. After stowing it away in the back seat he turned to look at her. “When you come back through here on your way home why don’t you stop in?”

“You can count on it.” she said as she leaned in and kissed him

He watched her as she drove out of sight. She continued on toward the beach. It was a brand new day and she vowed that it would be the best day of her life.








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