Between Beasts

Chapter 2. A Spark

            As Jodie left the coffee shop and began her long walk home, she was conflicted, she had so many questions. Who was that stranger? Why did he help her? And why did he make her feel that way?

She shouldn’t be thinking about him, it was wrong, she had a boyfriend who she loved and who loved her… things hadn’t been going that well the last year, but she knew he loved her… he did still love her, didn’t he?

She was just being silly and over-reacting again! Of course he loved her, and she knew just how to make him show it. She already had what she needed to make him a nice dinner, she would let him have some guy time with Mark and then later when they were alone, she’d put on something really sexy.

oh! The black lingerie with the red silk she’d bought for their first valentines, that was the one! She hadn’t worn it since… why did that one come to mind so quickly… it doesn’t matter. She would let them have their fun watching the football and then she would surprise him, he really needed a treat.

            The next half hours walk went by surprisingly quickly, Jodie had felt so much more alive since her odd encounter and had been happily fantasising about what would happen later that night. Just as she was about home her phone went.

“Hey Jodie! You’ll never guess what! … I’ve only gone and gotten a perm! It is adorable!!!”

Mary was Jodie’s best friend and her tether to sanity on most days. They shared everything, not that Jodie had had much happen in her life recently that was worth sharing, but Mary was always so carefree and happy, and she never gave up on Jodie no matter how many times she didn’t message her back or cancelled plans. She was Jodie’s own personal saint, but she did also have a habit of picking the worst times to call.

“Hey Mary! I one hundred percent need to see this, but I’m literally just about home with a couple bags of shopping”

“No problem, we’re going out. You get home, put those bags down, slink yourself into one of those dresses I know you have hidden somewhere in your wardrobe and come meet me. We’ll get a couple burgers, we’ll get some drinks and then we can head to the clubs and break some hearts”

“I can’t tonight.”

"Burgers… drinks… dancing. I’ve not seen you in weeks, are you really going to make me play the guilt card? I’ll do it, don’t think that I won’t!”

“I really can’t, I have plans already.”

“You wound me Jodie. Are you telling me that you are cheating on me with another friend? Do I even know you?”

“You’re so dramatic. I’ve just kind of got plans to do, something, with Kevin later”

“Something? My girl’s planning on getting all freaky tonight!”

“Mary! That’s me home, I’ve got to go”

“Ok, rain check accepted. You go jump that boy and we’ll catch up tomorrow. I’ll want details though! Bye!”

Jodie laughed as she put her phone back in her pocket. Mary was so embarrassing, but in a good way. She was actually laughing. Jodie really hadn’t felt like this in so long, she realised she felt happy.

After searching her bag for the third time she was now also realising that she must have left her keys on the floor of the coffee shop, she’d run out without checking she had everything, s**t! At least she knew Kevin was home to let her in, she could hear the tv accompanied by occasional shouts from Kevin and Mark.

She took a breath to shake off the effect of thinking back to incident at the coffee shop and knocked on her own door. After a couple minutes the door opened, revealing Mark.

“It’s a kiss for entry” he said as he stood blocking the doorway. She just silently ducked under his arm and slinked past him, but as she did, he leaned in closer and she was sure she felt something brush against her hip.

She kept moving. Kevin was still sat watching the football, a can of beer in one hand and the remnants of a slice of pizza in the other.

“Come on ref!!! Are you even watching the game?!” shouted Kevin before rummaging through the pile of pizza, wings and dippers boxes cluttering the table in front of him.

“You ordered takeaway? But… I walked all the way uptown to get Fajitas… I thought you’d spent all your money. You didn’t use our savings, did you?” Jodie asked timidly.

“What? No, I wouldn’t use our savings for pizza, we need that for something else, don’t we Mark! I just used your card, the details were still on my phone from last time.”

That was why it had been declined! “Can you move and let Mark back in Joe” Kevin said, barely glancing away from the t.v. while waving her away.

“I was going to make you nachos and fajitas” Jodie said limply.

“Did you see that tackle? Beautiful!” He said to Mark, no longer paying her any attention. Jodie disappeared through to the kitchen to put away the shopping.

Jodie hadn’t left their bedroom since coming home. She’d spent the first few hours curled up on a fluffy beanbag chair, reading, while trying not to cry. She kept telling herself that she didn’t have any reason to be crying, he obviously hadn’t expected her to be away so long. She should have called him, and she had already decided to let them watch the football in peace so what did it matter if he wasn’t paying attention to her.

She was just being silly again, so she decided to make the bed, have a shower and put on some makeup. Then she slipped into the silky black and red lingerie she had mentally picked out earlier. She was normally so timid and dressed in jeans and jumpers but Mary had gone with her to pick her ‘outfit’ the night she had bought these and had all but stripped her down in the changing room, refusing to let her wear anything until she’d agreed to try the black and red lingerie on.

She’d have never dared pick them up herself, never mind buy them. The panties were so small, just barely covering her womanhood, and the bra laced up like a very small corset, squeezing her ample breasts together until they were just on the verge of exploding out of it, which they would with just the right tug on the lacing.

Although she hid it most of the time, Jodie had a great figure, and she would never admit it to even Mary, but she felt oddly powerful dressed like this.

Yes, as soon as Kevin went home she could still have at least part of the evening she’d thought about so eagerly on the walk home. She needed to be touched tonight.

Once she was ready, she found herself a suitably seductive position to lay on the bed which was still comfortable enough to keep reading, after all, she hoped Kevin would be gone soon but she wasn’t going to just lay there waiting, and she could play it coy ‘oh my, you caught me reading in my underwear, now what are you going to do?’ He wouldn’t be able to resist!

But as she went between reading and fantasising the evening crept on, getting later and later with no sign of the now drunken laughter and shouting from the living room coming to an end. Eventually she fell asleep, still holding her book.

“Oops!” Mark giggled from the floor at the foot of their bed after falling through the now open bedroom door. The sound of him falling had startled Jodie awake.

She looked down the length of the bed at him as he used the end board to help himself back up. He looked straight at her and she remembered what she was wearing, still laying above the covers, the laced bra had slipped slightly and was clearly showing her firm n*****s, she may have fallen asleep but she was so horny, she had been waiting for him to come through and take her tonight, she had needed him to take her!

Without another glance he turned away, switched the light off and collapsed face down onto the bed, muttering incoherently.

Jodie just stared at him, as he swiftly moved from muttering to snoring. Was that it?! She had spent an hour getting showered and ready for him so he could flop onto the bed beside her and fall asleep. What time was it? She looked at the digital clock beside the bed. Two thirty-seven AM.

She nudged his shoulder. Nothing.

She pushed it harder and was only rewarded with a slight grunt before his snoring resumed. She was so frustrated, and while the bra looked fantastic it had clearly been designed to be put on and torn off soon after, not for sleeping in. It had been digging into so many places she was so relieved to undo the lacing and let her breasts flow free from it.

Jodie stared at the snoring lump beside her for another minute. She was still so horny, it wasn’t fair! She had needed him to… she could do it herself… no! He was laying right there beside her… but he seemed solidly asleep, and she was so horny…

She gently slipped her right hand down and began slowly stroking herself through the soft material, holding in a quiet moan of pleasure.

As she grabbed the bed beside her with her left hand, she felt a sharp pain from the cuts on her fingers. Of course; the broken jar… the stranger… the feeling as he touched her hand.

Jodie let her mind completely drift back to that moment, imagining that her hand was his as she slipped her fingers beneath the material and found herself. It was thrilling, she didn’t care about the pain in her other hand, she moaned loader, barely able to keep it in. Worried, she looked over at Kevin, who was still snoring into his pillow and decided she didn’t care.

“Oh!” she let it out and turning her thoughts back to the stranger she spread her legs, putting renewed vigour into her wet, joyous task.

“Ah! Aaaah… Aaaaah!” she pushed her head back into her pillow and dug her heels into the bed, letting each moan of pleasure come loader than the last as she abandoned all caution and any worry that Kevin might wake up. She was close, so close.

Jodie felt like she would explode in ecstasy any moment, she raised her head out of her pillow and looked down herself, her wet form illuminated in the moonlight, past her quivering breasts to where she imagined the strangers’ hand was doing its work.

Any moment now! But then she noticed a shape in the darkness of the open doorway… Mark!!!