The Loser's Pet

By Jolie Bardon

Carl is a loser. His life is dull and his nightly activities predictable, that is until he meets a strange young woman. Her words are few and where she came from remains unknown. But what Carl does know is that her very presence fills him with a burning desire that won't be easily extinguished and she herself seems to feed off what only he can give her. Now the question is, does he dare share her?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jolie Bardon
• Release date: Aug 14, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005321314

Jolie Bardon

A writer with a filthy mind and a million little stories waiting to be told.

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The Loser’s Pet

By

Jolie Bardon

The story is a work of fiction. Names and characters are based on the author's imagination only.

All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older.

The Loser’s Pet by Jolie Bardon

© 2020 Jolie Bardon. All rights reserved

Oh, hello. Carl stood beneath his umbrella as the rain fell all around him.

The girl stood on the sidewalk outside the high school. Droplets of rain streamed down her pretty face. She said nothing, only watched him carefully.

Um. He turned to see if anyone was walking with her, although judging by how heavy the rain was tonight, he couldn’t imagine any other soul agreeing to be out without a coat at the very least. Are you waiting for someone? Did they forget about you?

Carl’s eyes trailed down her body without realizing what he was doing. Her white blouse clung to her pale skin, wet and wrinkled. He could see glimpses of her flesh as well as the white bra beneath it that somehow managed to contain her large, heavy breasts. The teacher forced himself to look away just as he was beginning to eye the swell of her hips.

I think I’m lost. The girl’s sweet voice was like music to his ears. It was oddly soothing in the cold rain.

Carl ran his hand through his messy red hair.

You can use my cell phone if you want. You can call someone. The man fished it out of his jacket pocket and held it out to her as he closed the distance between them.

He watcher her small hand reach out and instead of taking hold of the phone, her digits wrapped around his wrist. The attraction he felt was instant, like a punch to the gut. Suddenly, without warning, a need came over him he’d never experienced before. Carl’s skin went hot.

I don’t have anyone I could call… she said with her large, blue eyes. Slowly she reached up to her face and swept back the wet dark hair behind her shoulder, allowing him to see even more of her wet chest just barely hidden by the fabric of both her blouse and bra.

You could come home with me. The words left his mouth before he could stop them. He felt a twinge of regret but the longer he thought about it, the more the idea of taking the stranger home made sense. I’m Carl, he added.

My name is Hannah. She smiled and it made his cock stir in his pants. It’s nice to meet you.

The car ride was silent. Occasionally he’d fill the quiet with his ramblings, but Hannah seemed comfortable to watch him rather passively in