One Last Dance - Sex Stories

One Last Dance

... the floor, gasping for air. His knee was exposed, so I stomped on it barefoot; I was sorry I wasn't wearing boots. I heard a snap. I may have broken it.

I looked down at Travis. "I am not doing this for what you did to Beth. I am doing this for what you had planned to do to her. You lied to Beth, tricking her into attending a bogus competition in Washington. Oh, yes, you slimy asshole, I know there was no competition. You were luring my naïve wife away from me so you could fuck her all weekend, knowing that would destroy our marriage and our family. Travis, you are the lowest of the low. But this will be the last time that you will ever be able to do this in this city. I will ruin you, and no one will speak to you. Your girlfriend is already gone, isn't she? It was a pleasure telling her she had better leave you before you did some deviant shit to her."

"What are you talking about? Gena is meeting me here after she finishes a few things." Travis was in a panic now.

"I don't think so. When I last talked to her a few hours ago, she was waiting for you to leave so she could pack all her things and leave for Savannah to see her mom. Travis, she is not coming back!"

I stopped talking. I moved swiftly, and my bare foot came down on the back of his hands, covering his shriveled cock and balls. I heard a crack and felt a mushing under my foot. I did it again, smashing his hands, cock, and balls. Travis screamed. I knew one, maybe both hands were broken, and his balls were ...

... smashed. He suddenly turned green and vomited all over himself.

I was raging now, "Travis, look at me, you slimy piece of shit. If you ever come within a hundred feet of my wife or kids, I will fucking kill you. It will be a slow death, torture, and possible castration before I fucking let you die. Do you fucking understand me, asshole!"

Travis was a quivering pile of shit, lying on the floor in his piss and vomit. He was sobbing in pain and couldn't talk.

"Nod, if you understand, you sorry fucking shithead?"

He nodded.

"One more thing. If you call the police or tell anyone that I did this to you, you will permanently disappear. Travis, you will never be seen on earth again. I strongly suggest you leave town and find another place to live!"

"Goodbye, Travis, you useless troll!"

I unlocked the door and walked out. There was a maintenance cart sitting in an alcove. I pulled it over by the door and put the 'closed for cleaning' sign in front of it.

A couple of guys headed that way as I walked around the corner. I stopped them. "You better use the one on the other side. Some guy just made a huge mess in there, vomited all over the place." They turned and headed the other way.

I walked back to our loungers. I peeled off my T-shirt, grabbed Beth away from her conversation, and pulled her into the pool with a big splash. The kids saw us and came over, splashing at us. My adrenaline was so high I was so exhilarated. If I could have fucked Beth right there, ...