No Good Deed

Killer phone sexThere is a saying that goes: “No good deed goes unpunished.”  But what if the person who does the good deed also doles out the punishment?  I am all about helping out and being kind…riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. That is why on Random Acts of Kindness Day (who comes up with this shit?) I decided to do something oh so kind to someone who deserved it. 

I cannot stand men who are up and up Tools.  Actually asshole guys in general are not my thing.  If I wanted to hang out with an asshole, I’ll cut it off someone and carry their sphincters around in my back pocket.  It could be my best friend.  Anyway, back to it.  I was out driving around because it has been seriously nice here where I live and I saw a guy sitting on his porch drinking a beer.  Normally I wouldn’t stop, but dude was gorgeous.  I pulled over, walked up to him and asked him if I could have a beer.

He smiled and said, “Sure.”  We sat outside for a bit then we went inside to ‘talk’.  Nah, we went inside to fuck.  He kept looking at himself in a full length mirror the whole time he was fucking me.  Making faces, watching himself, saying how good he was and how lucky I was for having his cock inside of me.  After he came; which by the way was done facing the mirror into his hand so he could watch himself ejaculate; he laid down next to me and said, “Aren’t you going to thank me?”

Oh I was going to thank him alright.  I excused myself to go and get my cigs and a couple more beers.  I came back and offered him one of my cigs.  He said, “Why don’t you hold it to my lips for me, that is what other bitches I have fucked have done for me.”  So I KINDLY agreed.  I placed the cig against his lips, and lit it.  He took a few drags of it then he didn’t look so well.  I handed him his already open beer, he chugged it down, and he actually started to look worse.  There I was, waiting on him hand and foot out of pure kindness and he had the nerve to accuse me of putting something in the cig and beer.  Now would I do that?

He got up and tried to make it to the bathroom but he keeled over by the dresser.  He started to shake violently, he turned toward me and I could see the white froth start to form around his mouth.  I took a sip of beer and lit a cig.  I made myself comfy so I could watch the show.  Within a matter of minutes he was crumbled into a ball against the dresser.  His eyes were still open and he stared blankly.

I took my time getting dressed, went downstairs and made myself something to eat.  Took the rest of his case of beer and left.  I smiled as I pulled away from the curb because they didn’t know it, but I made the lives of many women who could of hooked up with that guy a lot better.  I saved them from the shame of having had him as a sex partner.  The lengths I will go to to be kind are limitless.

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