She remembered when she saw her for the first time. Her heart was ripped to pieces and she cried for days. She hated Jon.
She caught them in a steamy session. Jon was lying on top of her, her dress was dragged up towards her hips and his hands were stroking her legs, she didn’t see the girl’s face but heard her uncontrolled breathing. Jon’s shirt was flung over his shoulders, and she was kissing his chest, her hands working up and down his back. Jon’s face was buried in the girl’s breasts….a cry ripped from her.
Jon jerked free from her and she remembered the look of embarrassment and shock in his eyes.
“Oh fuck! Meg!”
She was blinded by her tears but she kept running, ignoring Jon’s pleas to stop.
He caught up with her and jerked her back towards him. She slammed into his back and he folded his arms around her, keeping her against him.
“Let me go! Jon! Let me go! NOW!”
“Wait, Meg baby, wait.” His breath was rushing and his heart was pounding against her back. The heat radiated from him and she felt his fur brushing against her naked shoulders.
His arms crossed over her heaving breasts, his head sagged onto her shoulder.
“I’m so sorry. Fuck baby, I’m so sorry.” He felt her tears falling onto his arms.
She stood still, her sobs the only sound coming from her.
“Jon its ok. I understand.” She would have said anything, just so he would let her go.
He was now breathing in her ear, his lips touching her earlobe as he spoke.
“No you don’t understand…not at all. I burn for you Meg. I can’t help it but as God is my witness I can’t do this to you. I wont let it happen as much as I want it to.”
“So what is she? A quick roll in the hay? Your tart on standby?”
“I don’t know what she is, but she is my age. She is an adult, thinking for herself, answering to herself.”
She suddenly jerked free, swinging back to face him.
“Well go back to your adult and screw her senseless for all I care. Just leave me the fuck alone!”
His shoulders slumped and she felt sorry for him, but he just broke her heart and that she would never forgive him.
When the longing got too much, she would open his cupboards, smelling his clothes, rubbing it against her face.
She had no clue when he was due back and she didn’t want to know either.
~~~
Since that day Megan haunted his dreams. Her teary face ripped at his guts and sometimes he picked up the phone to call her, just to slam it down again, maybe its better that it ended that way. Now she could go on with her life and he could too….
The summer was hot and it rained quite a bit. Everytime he heard thunder he thought of the darkeyed girl at home.
One thing he learned from Megan was that she was terrified of thunder. When rainclouds gathered he could see the nervousness building in her. He thought it to be funny at first but the fear in her eyes and her coiled body hit home just how badly she feared nature’s fury.
Mary knew how to handle it and closed the curtains, letting her sit in a room, soothing her.
It was a rainy day when he arrived back home. He found the house silent. Mary had left a note to say she went shopping and that she won’t be in until the next morning.
She left him a warm meal too.
Welcome home Jon.
He wondered where Megan was, but shook his head vehemently, trying to clear his mind.
He threw his bags down and headed for the bathroom. Jetlag was killing him and he thought a quick shower might refresh him before he grabbed some food.
Seeing as he was alone he wrapped a towel around his hips and padded towards the kitchen, switching on the kettle.
The storm clouds were building up and Megan’s scared face flashed through his mind.
He grabbed his plate and cup and headed towards the sittingroom.
Some good old TV and a hearty meal is all he needed right now.
The lights flickered ominously and Jon groaned.
Trust the weather to fuck around with my fun!
Suddenly a few loud claps ripped through the sky, lighting the heavens.
He heard a door slammed shut and stood up.
Just as he entered the kitchen a loud clap roared again. Megan was standing at the door, soaked to the bone, her hands clenched against her ears, her eyes closed.
Another roar could be heard and Megan screamed, falling onto her knees into a tight ball.
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