Mister Romantic

by Alice Cooper

  Perhaps he should have said something to her. But right after they had finished that day, she had told him she was going to be gone in three days. He felt like he had been punched in the stomach, throat and heart all at the same time.

  He thought back to the day he saw them drive by to take her to the airport. She had waved at him; he had simply looked away from her. She made up her mind as far as he was concerned.

  Johnny had to wonder if she had broken something in him. He didn’t quite feel like the same person he was before she left.

  “Hey hot shot, the sex was amazing.” Mary came into the room still naked. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed his shoulder.

  “I have to go to the gym. I’ll see you later.” He kissed her quickly on the lips.

  He left and headed to the gym. He had started working out right before Sally had left, and finally he was beginning to see some nice results. The trainer at the gym told him he had the build of Bruce Lee, lean and full of muscle.

  Johnny had to admit he’d never felt better in his life, at least physically. Emotionally, well that was another thing. He had set his sights on Mary, not because he wanted her. But because it was Sally’s best friend. It would hurt her the most to know that he had screwed her and then started to date her best friend.

  Lately though he felt the anger welling up far too often. He hoped that lifting at the gym today would help out. Johnny put an extra fifty pounds on the bar and got ready.

  All he could think about was Sally. Sometimes when he was sleeping at night he could still smell her scent. Johnny had hoped that the distraction of Mary and having sex with her would be enough to get her out of his mind, however, it hadn’t worked.

  He could remember the night he saw Mary at the grocery store and picked her up. It had been quite easy. Mary hadn’t even recognized him at first in the store.

  “Hey so how do you feel about Sally going to Paris?” Johnny had approached Mary in the store.

  She looked up at him and he could see the lack of recognition.

  “It’s me Johnny Young, Sally’s neighbor.” He stated.

  “Oh wow Johnny, you look a lot different from the last time I saw you. I didn’t even recognize you.” Mary said, her eyes getting that glazed look of attraction that he’d read on other sites women would get.

  “I figured that. I’ve been lifting at the gym too the last few months, now I’m seeing results.” He flexed his arm and showed her the muscle.

  She grabbed his arm and squeezed it. “Oh that’s nice, very nice.” She flirted with him openly.

  “So maybe you’d like to go out for lunch or something.” Johnny offered.

  “I thought you were hot for Sally?” Mary asked.

  “She went to Paris, what am I supposed to do wait?” Johnny sneered.

  “No, you shouldn’t wait. Sure I’ll go with you for lunch.” Mary answered.

  Johnny had taken her to the Chinese place on the corner and then they had gone back to his house and had sex. He had enjoyed the rough sex he had with Sally, but this had gone to an all new level. It was something he discovered he enjoyed quite a bit too.

  Mary had been on top of him and had asked him to squeeze her neck a bit and choke her while she was on top. Johnny had hesitated at this step at first. But finally, she had grabbed his hand and squeezed her neck with his hand.

  Johnny didn’t last long at all, he found the power he held in his grasp was far too much of an aphrodisiac. He made it up to her that day though by getting hard as a rock quickly and fucking her hard from behind. They had been a couple from that moment, he couldn’t shake her off of his dick half of the time.

  No matter how much fun he had with Mary in the bedroom though he still only wanted Sally. Sometimes while Mary and he had sex he would picture Sally instead. Those were the times that he would have a hard time not choking the life out of her too. But he would often have one of the strongest orgasms he’d ever experienced. Well that was except for the time in the woods with Sally.

  Why hadn’t he said anything about that to her? “It’s because she went to Paris. I would have talked to her, was getting ready to in fact. But then she told me she was leaving in 2 days.

  He strained to lift the weights as the anger at what he felt was her betrayal hit him hard once more. However, he knew that he was just as much at fault at her. He could have said something to her, told her he loved her again.

  Johnny had instead had sex with her and never told her once how he had felt during or after it. He shook his head, “she still knew how I felt.”

  He wondered how many guys Sally had slept with in the past, maybe she was just a slut. Perhaps he had seen her as something that she wasn’t, all because he loved her so much. But then he realized it was his anger making him think this way.

  The fact was that Johnny knew all her past boyfriends, of which there were two of them. He was sure that Chip, and Sally had sex when they dated. They had been together around 5 years before he left to go to college.

  But the other boy had been a short lived boyfriend. He couldn’t even remember if Sally had told him the guy’s name or not. That guy, well he wasn’t sure if Sally had slept with him or not. However, it didn’t matter, he still wanted her.

  His phone rang and he picked it up. “Yeah, what’s up?” He asked.

  “I need you at work, Stanley got sick.” His boss asked him.

  “Yeah sure, what time.” Johnny asked.

  “Be here ASAP.”

  “Alright I’ll be there.” Johnny hung up the phone.

  Lately his boss had been a bit of an asshole to him, or maybe it was just that Johnny hated his life right now. He knew he shouldn’t. After all, he had a steady piece of ass, and a girl who was really kinky. But what he wanted was halfway around the world now.

  He called Mary and told her he was going into work.

  “I thought you were off tonight?” She whined on the other side of the phone.

  “I have to go in Old man Denton said so, didn’t give me a choice. If I want to keep my job, I have to listen to him.” Johnny stated, though he could feel the rage underneath the surface and it was threatening to come out.

  “You really need to find another job Johnny. We had plans for the night, now what am I going to do?” She whined more.

  “Listen I don’t know why you’re complaining, you’re not the one who has to go in and work.” Johnny said.

  “Well you don’t have to have an attitude with me.” He could imagine her pouting on the other side of the conversation. Johnny hated it when she whined and pouted. He had wanted someone who was more mature, and figured that Mary was the same age as him and Sally. Well there was a huge difference between Sally and Mary, the maturity difference alone was several years’ difference.

  He hung up the phone with Mary and missed Sally more than ever. He knew that he could have still talked to her if he had wanted. The comment about Mary not liking it, well he wouldn’t care what she liked or not. He had wanted to hurt Sally as much as she had hurt him.

  Johnny pictured her crying in a hotel room on the other side of the world, or at least some part of him hoped for it. Then he felt bad as well, he still did love her so much. His heart just felt like it was being ripped apart any time he thought of her and pictured her.

  Maybe he would have been better had they not had sex before she left. He had to be honest, that whole day had caught him off guard. He hadn’t expected her to like the motorcycle so much that she would basically undress for him.

  He felt his manhood as it started to become erect. Not now, I don’t have time, he thought. However, when it wouldn’t go down he slipped into the bathroom and closed his eyes. He sat there and replayed the whole scene in his head.

  Sally was bent over the rock and he had slammed into her hard from behind. He had showed no mercy during their sex. He had grabbed her hard and she had moaned and he felt her get wetter. Johnny wondered if Sally would enjoy being choked or not, as he had that thought his
sperm flew out of his cock and into the tissue he had waiting.

  Johnny got cleaned up and went home to change for work. He wasn’t really happy about it, but honestly he didn’t want to be with Mary tonight either.

  “About time you got here Young, I called you over an hour ago.” Old man Denton screamed at him when he walked into the shop.

  “I was in the middle of my workout; I made it as quickly as I could.” Johnny stated.

  “I don’t pay you to go to the gym; I pay you to work on these cars. Stanley got sick; these cars are due back to their owners now. What should I tell them? My sissy little worker had to go and get his body all toned up to impress someone?” Old man Denton scoffed.

  Johnny could feel his rage as it went up. “I’m not a sissy because I take care of my body. You’re just mad because your wife hasn’t given you sex in years.” He shot out at the old man.

  “Fuck you prick. You better watch your mouth Young or you’ll be gone. Think your hot shit and all that since you ride a Harley now. You’re still a little nobody to anybody who it matters. Look at that little girl you had the hots for, she’s in Paris now isn’t she?” Denton got out.

  Johnny was on him in a second. “I’ll tell you what you fucking piece of shit.” Johnny swung and hit the old man quickly. His arms were flying as he went overboard.

  “Yo, come on Young, stop already man.” Jim a co-worker pulled him off the old man. “Shit man you fucked him up bad.”

  “I’m going to have you arrested for assault you little prick.” Denton stumbled to his feet.

  “Look boss you were pushing him quite a bit, why don’t you just go to the hospital.” Jim pulled the old man back to the office. He made a motion for Johnny to get the hell to work now.

  Johnny looked down at his hands. He didn’t know where most of the rage came from, but it had scared him. He thought he could have killed the old man no problem, if Jim wouldn’t have stopped him. “Thank goodness he thought.”

  He worked and hoped that Jim was talking Denton out of calling the police. But he got his answer 10 minutes later when they walked into the door.

  “Johnny Young, you’re going to have to come with us, we’re arresting you for assault.” They told him.

  He went with the officers peacefully. But the old man had been right; the one person he wanted had left him, why? If she could see him right now, what would she think? No better yet, if she hadn’t left after they had sex would she still want him? Would they still be together? He really thought they would be the connection that day had been far too deep.

  Chapter 3

  Sally opened the door to let Pierre in. “I’m almost ready, sorry I just have to finish with my makeup.” She said and went back to the bathroom.

  “You don’t need any makeup, your beauty is perfect.” Pierre said as she walked away.

  She shook her head at him. “You really are going to keep telling me this type of stuff?” She asked.

  “Why wouldn’t I, it’s the way that I feel.” He said. “But you seem a little bit off, what’s wrong?” He asked. “It looks like you might have been crying, are you okay Mon Cheri?”

  “I guess I was confused about nothing before.” Sally said.

  Pierre looked at her confused for a minute. “Oh you mean the person back home, right?” He questioned.

  “Yeah, it seems like he is dating my best friend now. I guess I wasn’t as important to him as I thought.” Sally said sadly.

  “Oh Mon Cheri, you will always be the most important thing to me.” He grabbed her arm and kissed the back of her hand. This time he moved his kisses up her arm and slowly made his way to her mouth.

  Sally didn’t pull away from the kiss this time. It was light and tender. He pulled away and ended the kiss.

  “Let’s go eat.” Pierre said. “I promise the food will make you feel better. If that doesn’t work, I’ll woo you more when we are done!” He laughed.

  She had to admit the kiss had been something that made her feel better though. Sally had wondered if once Johnny had sex with her he had decided she wasn’t worth his time. But Pierre’s kiss had held the promise of passion and much more, but not right away.

  Sally smiled and wondered how considerate of a lover Pierre would be. It still hurt to think about sex though, because she pictured Mary and Johnny together. Screw Johnny, she thought.

  “Let’s go Pierre; I’m ready to have fun in Paris!” Sally said and grabbed his arm.

  He smiled at her; she saw the promise in his eyes of something more. Sally suddenly felt the pain of the past starting to slip away; she knew Pierre would at the least be a very good distraction to her.

  During the meal they talked about each other’s lives.

  “So what was it like growing up here?” Sally asked.

  “Nothing special really, well not until now and meeting you!” Pierre smiled. “It would be the same as where you grew up, was it special to you? I’m used to everything around here, it’s my home. But now Nebraska, tell me more about that!” He stated.

  “Well it’s cold in the winter, and gets really windy during the spring. They have tornados and thunderstorms, but not much else if you want to expand your views. I mean I could stay there but I would have felt like I was missing out on something.” Sally explained.

  “Yes Mon Cheri, you would have missed out on me! Worse yet I would have missed out on meeting such a beautiful rose.” He commented.

  She smiled at him. “Pierre you are indeed a Frenchman, the one’s I’ve read of whom love to love!” She laughed.

  “I don’t love everyone Mon Cheri, only those who are worth it, and I bet that you are worth every moment of my time.” He stated.

  “Maybe, but I guess that depends on you.” Sally said. She wasn’t sure if she was interested in Pierre because of him, or to get over Johnny. Sally compared Pierre to Johnny more than once in her mind, and knew it wasn’t fair to either of them. However, she knew it was something she would have to get over.

  Before she knew it they had been sitting in the restaurant for four hours and it was closing down around them. “Oh my goodness I hadn’t realized we had been here this long!” She laughed.

  “It’s okay I know the owner, but we should really go so they can clean up! I was thinking about a nice romantic walk along the river, if you’re up for it.” He said.

  “Sure it sounds nice. I want to experience Paris in every way possible.” She stated.

  “I will show you many sides of the country, if only you allow me too.” He stated, his eyes showing a lust that she was sure was strong.

  In her mind she weighed whether it was a good idea to sleep with Pierre, or would she be better off making him wait a bit. She didn’t want to seem easy, though she had just thrown herself at Johnny right before she came over here. Sally tried to decide her best approach to this situation, but felt as if her emotions were going to suffocate her.

  He took her hand as they walked along the water. It felt good to have the connection, the feeling of someone wanting you. Sally knew it wasn’t a good idea to get into a relationship with him, but right now she didn’t really care. It was more about the complete distraction from her past and the hurt she felt at the betrayal of Johnny and Mary.

  When Pierre stopped walking and leaned into kiss her, she kissed him back more passionately. Sally pushed her tongue into his mouth and demanded him to respond back. He did so and soon they were both separating from the kiss. She was breathing hard from the excitement that the kiss had started.

  “Would you like to come back to my room?” She asked.

  “Mon Cheri, I’ve been waiting for this moment from the second I first saw you in the airport.” He said. “I will show you how much a man who appreciates you will make love to you. I hope you don’t have to be up early tomorrow though, because I will keep you up all night!” He promised.

  Sally turned a bright red. She hadn’t had sex many times in the past, and never had someone make love to her all night long. T
he thought of it was intriguing and exhilarating at the same time.

  He noticed the look on her face. “Mon Cheri, do not worry, I will not hurt you, but will please you more than you could ever imagine!” He stated.

  “How do you plan on doing that?” She queried. More out of curiosity than anything, she knew the words would excite her.

  “Oh I will show you, words do nothing to describe the feelings you will have when we are in the bedroom.” He said.

  Sally hurried her step up, looking forward to this more than she had thought she would. His words held a promise that she wanted to experience.

  When they got upstairs her nerves were on edge. She was nervous but excited at the same time. Pierre kissed her softly at first and then increased the pressure. She kissed him back and felt his hands roaming over her body. They were rough and probed her breasts like they were bags of bread. He pushed her nipple out of her top and bit it hard. She moaned loudly at the sensation of pleasure and pain together.