VENGEFUL GIRLFRIEND: CHAPTER TWO: PLAN IN ACTION

Vengeful Girlfriend: Part 2: Plan In Action

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 Vengeful Girlfriend: Part 2: Plan In Action 

Lauren was a woman scorned. She had a plan. As Ken had a shower before bed, Lauren had slipped a date-rape drug in his drink, which he had left on the nightstand. It would react and keep him doped for as long as she needed him for the plan, but would quickly wear off and be untraceable.

As he left the bathroom, wearing only his tight white Calvin Kleins boxers, which were rather revealing.

He walked towards the bed and picked up the drink from the nightstand.
Lauren was still standing, dressed, with her back to him, looking out the window.  Lauren looked over and watched, with secret glee, as Ken unknowingly drunk the drugged drink.

He drank the drink and started to feel dizzy.

He collapsed, face down, on the bed, his fantastic butt sticking up in the air like Mount St. Helens. The drink dropped to the floor, spilling over the wood.

Lauren, not concerned by what she she had just done to Ken, said out-loud but to herself 'Bastard, he's ruined my floor' and went to clean it up, kicking Ken's legs, which were hanging off the bed, as she moved to his side of the bed to clean the spill.

As she scrubbed the floor she looked up and over at poor Ken, lying unconscious on the bed.

'Oh I'm going to make you pay! No one leaves me!' She said, half mad and half-aroused at the sight of Ken lying on the bed, almost naked.

She looked at his fine ass, which is what had attracted Lauren's attention when they first met.
She had first seen it when he was bending over at the car wash, valeting a car.  

When he turned round she had looked straight into his beautiful, almost hypnotic almond eyes. She thought he had such a fine muscular chest, and arms too, which showed through from under his skin-tight white T-Shirt.

They had got talking and started dating. They had quickly moved in together after Ken's boss, who owned the car wash and Ken's apartment, who had been causing Ken trouble, had a mysterious fiery accident, which had killed him. More of Lauren's handiwork, although no one knew that. It had forced Ken into moving in with her.

After they had got together Lauren had discovered that in one way Ken was a black stereotype. When she had asked him how errrm...big he was, he had cut her off mid-sentence with half-joking 'I have to coil it up like a garden hose'. 
Little did she know how right this was.

When they moved in together she discovered what he meant.
When he was getting undressed the first night after he moved in, he peeled off his black boxers to reveal the hidden 'monster'. She was delighted and shocked by what she saw. He was telling the truth. The 23-year old was certainly blessed.

A 15-inch member flopped out of his boxers, with enormous balls too. When he pleasured her she was 'the happiest woman alive'.

End of Flashback  

But now, in the present, things could not be anymore different to then.  

Poor Ken, was out cold on the bed and Lauren started her plan for revenge.

She turned Ken's 6ft3in limp body over, which was quite a job  for small 5ft6in Lauren. She accidentally squeezed his bubble butt as she struggled to turn him over, then thought 'I don't care what I do' and groped him further, rubbing his athletic thighs and rubbing her index finger up the groove of his abs. Then she came to her senses, shook her head and got back to the plan.

She got her nail scissors and raggedly cut off some of the fingernails, leaving them looking ugly and looking like they had been ripped off.

Making some cuts to Ken's face and shoulder, she placed the cut off nails in the wounds, making it look like she had broken them trying to fight him off.

She then reached down and lifted her dress. She took Ken's hand and held his limp fingers, straight out, taut. Using his fingers to scratch inside her thighs until there was blood flowing, Lauren was getting excited by her own plan.

In pain but satisfied with her work she moved on to the next stage of her plan. She grabbed his enormous bulge through the boxers and began massaging his penis. When there was some inflation (as if it wasn't big enough already), she whipped it out of his boxers, which made the drugged Ken begin to stir, and stuck it in her and started riding the barely conscious Ken like there was no tomorrow, despite the agonizing pain of the cuts she had inflicted on her own thighs.

When he came, the drugged Ken had now given Lauren the forensic evidence needed to accuse him in the next stage of her plan.  

TO BE CONTINUED... 

(Next Time... the police arrive...will they believe Ken is innocent or has Lauren got him just where she wanted him?)

CHAPTER THREE