Jan sat on the side of the bed in her robe rubbing the side of her face and silently cried while Matt took a shower in the other room. He returned shortly and looked down at his wife; the tears running down her face. The anger that masked his face sent dread into her heart.
"Just stop it or I'll really give you something to cry about!" he yelled at her. "I'm not a fag like Steve next door. I don't ever want you to ask me that again! It's disgusting and filthy!" He reached down and grabbed her upper arms drawing her off the bed, giving her a hard shake before throwing her to the floor in disgust. "Sleep on the couch; you're not getting into my bed as long as you act like a whore!"
Jan cringed in fear before scrambling up and fleeing the room. She ran for the living room and the safety of the couch; hopefully away from his anger. They'd only been married for two years and, yet, now, she didn't know Matt at all. She rubbed her arms sure that there would be new bruises there to match the ones everywhere else on her body.
The evening had started fine. She had made a delicious dinner, he had enjoyed it; they laughed and talked. Afterwards, Matt had put on some music and insisted on dancing; then kissed her passionately pressing her hard against his body. He led her to their bed and started to get undressed. Told her to get undressed; in the whole time they had been married, he had never once undressed her.
She wanted to suck his cock, but had been told enough times that as long as she had a cunt there was no need for a mouth. Then she had asked him to fuck her ass; Jan had always loved anal sex before she had met him. That's when Matt flew into a rage and backhanded her across the mouth splitting her lip and sent her sprawling onto the carpet. He came over and violently spread her knees apart and plunged his hard cock into her. She didn't have much moisture and it hurt; she bit her tongue so she wouldn't scream out in pain. He came swiftly, got up and left to take a shower before going to bed.
Jan sat for a long time before finally hearing him snore. She got up and cinched the tie of her robe; she was still naked underneath. She knew she couldn't go back into the bedroom to get any clothes without waking him up. She wandered into the kitchen and looked out the window; either Steve or Jason was up because there was a light on in the window. She had to go and swiftly.
Fear gripping her every step; she listened and he was still snoring. The blood pounding in her ears from her quickened heart she crossed to the back door. Silently she unlocked and opened it, listened once again, and just as silently closed it and made her way through the alley that separated the properties. If they didn't help her, then she didn't know what she was going to do.
Steve heard the insistent knocking on the back door and opened it.
"Oh my God Jan, what happened?"
"Steve please let me in; I can't take the beatings anymore!" she pleaded.
"Get in here girl. That pig did this to you?" he asked as he closed and locked the door.
Steve gathered her into his arms while she cried on his shoulder; he could feel her body tremble. He guided her into the living room and yelled for Jason. Jason dashed down in just his briefs and assessed the situation quickly.
"If you guys can't help me, I'm lost," cried Jan. "I don't have anywhere or anyone I can turn to."
Jason picked up the phone and punched in some numbers and then waited silently. "Jim please; tell him it's Jason Brown." He looked at Jan and placed his hand on her head, "It'll be okay Jan; we'll help."
Steve still held her while Jason started pacing waiting for Jim to answer. "Hi Jim; it's Jason. We need your help man. Our pig of a neighbor just beat his wife up again. She's here at our house. Can you come here? Thanks; we'll see you in a bit." He pushed the button to turn off the phone.
"Steve; take Jan upstairs and I'll fix her some tea and wait for Jim," he said as he headed for the kitchen. He could hear Steve helping her up the stairs while he put the kettle on. He looked out across the alley at the darkened house and cursed himself for not trying to help her sooner; he had seen her bruised so many times and had never offered help.
The kettle started to whistle and he turned the burner off; began preparing Jan a cup of tea. Jason had just poured the water over the teabag when he heard a knock at the front door. He crossed quickly to the door and checked the peephole; Jim was standing there and he could make out his cruiser parked out front. He quickly opened the door and motioned for Jim to step inside. He informed him what he knew and what he had suspected for so long now.
"Let me get her tea and take you upstairs to meet her; she's pretty upset and scared," he said as he went back into the kitchen. Jim waited and then followed him upstairs.
Steve was sitting on the bed holding Jan. Her long chestnut hair covered her face as she at the side wall.
"Jan; this is Jim, a friend of ours, and he'll be able to help you. Here's some tea honey," said Jason as he gently gave her the cup.
Jan nodded her head, reached out and took the cup, looked up and then immediately dropped it. "Oh my God!" was all she whispered. She buried her face in her hands and started to cry yet again.
Jim stared at the despondent woman that Jason was talking to. When she lifted her face to look at him, his stomach sank. He knew her and knew her well. She had been his lover only three years ago. He walked over avoiding the spilt tea and gently removed her hands from her face, but she wouldn't look at him. He noticed the forming bruise on her face and her split lip.
Jim gently lifted her chin and looked into her anguished eyes, "Oh Jan," he whispered softly. "How could anyone ever do this to you? Tell me everything."
Steve and Jason looked on in bewilderment at Jim. Once Jan started to speak, she told them everything from the time she was married up to and including his viscous attack of her tonight.
Jim reached out to Jan with his strong arms and stood her up. "Jan; undo your robe and let me see."
Jan's hands trembled as she undid the sash and opened the robe letting it fall to the floor. Her body was covered with bruises; some black, some blue and others yellowish in color that were trying to heal. Jim stepped around her to see and her backside was likewise marred. He noticed a trace of blood on her thighs near her pouting lips.
"Jan; are you having your period?" he asked.
Jan just stood crying and shook her head 'no'. "That's from where he forcibly took me tonight," she barely whispered.
Jim picked her robe off the floor and gently helped her back into it; noticed how she cringed at his touch. His mind was a swirl of emotions; sadness that this had happened to someone as gentle yet passionate as Jan, anger towards her husband for being an animal, and finally disgust at himself. He had left her life as suddenly as he had entered it because he felt himself getting too emotionally attached; he didn't want to love her or get settled down.
"Please tell me you want to press charges," said Jim.
"What will happen if I do? I don't have anywhere else to go Jim; you know I don't have any family. His mother has hated me ever since he married me without her approval. They'll probably bail him out; what then?" she said already feeling a depression coming over her.
"Let's cross one bridge at a time Jan. If the three of us can't help you, then we're pretty poor friends."
Jan finally managed to finally look up into their faces. "Okay. What do I do?"
There was an audible sigh of relief from the men. Jim turned to his friends, "Do you guys have a camera?"
Steve quickly left and came back with his digital, "Here you go Jim."
Jim took the camera, "You two stay as my witnesses. Jan; come out away from the bed and I'm going to take pictures of your abuse as evidence. Then we're going to the hospital for them to record your rape. I'll bring you back here once all that is done and you can have a warm bath and go to bed."
Jan nodded and stepped towards Jim. He once again had her remove her robe and he took a lot of pictures of her body and face. When he was finished, he asked Steve to download the pictures onto his computer as a secondary precaution.
Steve took the camera and came back shortly, "All done Jim." He'd taken the time to put on a pair of jeans and T-shirt.
They all went back downstairs and Jim went out to his cruiser to call for a female officer and backup. He came back in after five minutes.
"They'll be here in a little bit Jan. I told them to send another unit since I knew the victim. I'm afraid I might just be tempted to kill him," anger palatable in Jim's voice. "Once he's been arrested Jan, we three will go over and get your clothes and bring them back over here; I'm afraid we won't be able to take anything else."
Jan nodded in understanding, "Thank you," she whispered. "I don't know what I would have done without you guys."
It was another ten minutes before there was a knock on the door. Chad, Nick and Sheila were standing on the front porch. Jim told them all he knew and showed them the pictures on the digital camera. The two men went next door to arrest Matt while Shelia took Jan out to her cruiser.
Jan looked up at Jim, "Thank you," she again whispered.
"I'll come to the hospital as soon as we gather your clothes and secure the house," said Jim. "I'll bring you back here Babe."
When he called her 'Babe', Jan felt her eyes well with tears again. He had always called her that when they were together and it brought back so many memories of the love she had for this man. She walked out with Shelia and got into the back of the patrol car. She could see the porch light come on at their house and watched silently as Matt was handcuffed and arrested. Shelia pulled out and headed for the hospital.
The hospital took more pictures, x-rays and did a rape kit; gave Jan a sedative which made her extremely sleepy. She fought to keep awake though; she didn't want to spend the night there. She finally saw Jim arrive and he was informed of what they had found and that they had given her something, but she refused to stay so they finally released her. Her steps were unsure and shaky so Jim offered his hand and arm for support; she cringed away from his touch. She just wanted a bath and sleep.
Jim was near tears when she cringed away from him. He'd seen it in enough victims before and knew it was going to be a long time, if ever, before Jan would allow someone to touch her. Again, anger and disgust flooded him, but now guilt was also present for having left her. He also knew that he still loved her and wondered if he could ever be a part of her life again.
Since he was off duty, Jim decided to spend the night at Steve and Jason's house; just in case anything happened. He parked the cruiser out front hoping that it would be a deterrent against her husband doing anything stupid. He came around and opened the door for Jan, but she was sound asleep. He reached in and bundled her in his arms, kicked the door shut and carried her up to the house.
Steve opened the front door, "We've been waiting. Is she alright?"
"Yeah," said Jim, "they gave her something at the hospital. Let's just make her comfortable down here on the couch so I can keep a watch. I'll sleep in the lounger." He settled her onto the couch and gave a huge sigh, "The x-rays revealed that at some point both of her arms have been broken along with some ribs." He was near tears.
"Do you think the pig is going to try something then?" Jason asked.
"I don't know, but I just want to make sure," Jim replied. "Jason; you're bigger. Get me one of those oversized T-shirt's of your's for her to sleep in."
"Sure thing," said Jason and he ran upstairs and came back shortly.
Jim undid her robe and carefully slipped the shirt over her head noticing how much darker the bruise on the side of her face had become. He laid her robe over the back of the couch and went to his chair.
Jason and Steve said goodnight and went upstairs. He watched the rise and fall of her chest and thought back when he had first met her.
Jim had been in his last year of college and had gone to the student commons for a quick bite before his next class. She was in line two ahead of him. He had first noticed her beautiful long chestnut hair cascading down her back. The firm round ass covered by the short skirt. The skirt accentuated her long and shapely legs with the promise of what might lie beyond its hem. He felt a stir in his cock just looking at her backside.
When she had finally turned for him to see her face, his heart was caught by the beauty of her delicate features, long lashes and beautiful brown 'doe' eyes. He judged her firm breasts to be about a B; watched as she took her lunch over to one of the nearby tables and sat down.
Jim quickly placed his order, received his food and just as quickly walked to her table. "Excuse me, my name is Jim Shaver and I was wondering if you'd allow me to join you."
She smiled and it seemed as if the sun had been transported inside and only shined on her. His breath was taken away and he was sure that he had just witnessed beauty enhanced.
"Hi Jim Shaver, my name is Jan Arnold," and she extended her hand for him to shake.
Jim put his tray down, reached for her hand, but brought it to his lips to kiss. "Jan Arnold it's a pleasure to meet you." He gave her hand a slow lingering kiss.
Jan blushed at his advance and her eyes locked onto his. He was exceedingly good looking; handsome rugged features and muscular body that went exceedingly well with his brown hair and blue eyes. She guessed him to be about five foot eight; maybe an inch taller than herself. The minute his lips touched her hand she felt the stir of sexual excitement.
When he didn't release her hand as he sat down, she gave a light laugh. "May I have that back or we're you going to have it for lunch?" she teased.
Jim laughed, "How about for dessert?"
Jan could feel the moisture start between her legs and she also was reluctant to pull her hand away. She gave his hand a little squeeze and let him hold onto it; she picked up her hamburger and ate with her left hand.
Jim smiled at her squeeze and again brought her hand up and kissed it. "Would you like this back to eat with?"
"What and deny you dessert?" she laughed softly.
That's when Jim knew he was caught. They talked about majors; his was criminology because he was planning on becoming a cop and hers was music education because she wanted to teach music. He found out that she was a sophomore and he sadly told her he was a senior. They both knew he wouldn't be around after that year.
Neither one had made it to classes that day. Jim asked her back to his apartment expecting to be turned down, but she smiled and said she would like to see it since she lived in a dorm. He only lived a couple of blocks off campus and they quickly arrived.
He gave her a quick tour; it wasn't that big. When they came to the bedroom, she smiled again and it seemed to brighten the room.
They both leaned in to kiss and the sexual excitement passed between them. His mouth hungrily sought hers out; his tongue eager to explore and taste hers. She just as passionate and in need returned his kisses with her own.
Jim cupped her breast and she moaned softly into his mouth; his cock responded with a deep throbbing desire to be set free. He kissed, sucked and bit down her neck while his fingers deftly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it away from her body. He unhooked her bra while still kissing along her collar bone and down her cleavage. He felt her hands exploring his chest while pulling up his shirt; he quickly finished pulling it over his head.
He returned to her sweet mouth and once again explored its depths; his fingers found the zipper and pulled it down letting the skirt fall to the floor. Jim's hands caressed her round firm ass drawing her into him and against his hard cock. She was trying to undo his jeans; he bent down and sucked her breast into his mouth and back out so that just her hard nipple remained; she let out a loud moan of pleasure and her fingers twined through his hair as she pulled him into her.
Jim quickly unfastened his jeans and kicked off his sneakers. He pulled them and his briefs down in one pull; stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. He pulled down her underwear and buried his mouth; smelling her scent while his tongue dove in to flick her clit. She shuddered and moaned. He stood up quickly, swung her up into his arms and carried her over to the bed and crawled in beside her.
Jan ran her hand over the length of his shaft and then spread her legs. "I need you now," she said urgently.
Jim didn't waste any time; he felt like he was going to cum any minute now. Knew he would go slower next time, but right now he needed to feel her hot moist pussy surrounding his cock. She was extremely wet as he rubbed his pre-cum soaked cock up and down her slit and then against her opening. She moaned and raised her hips and he slid the head of his cock inside. 'She's so tight' he thought. It felt so good, this velvet sheath he was entering into.
Jim plunged full force wanting to feel his entire shaft buried in her moist cunt. She gasped and winced; he was startled and stopped. He looked down at her; she had her eyes closed and her back was arched. He wanted to go fast, but now knew he had to wait; didn't know she had been a virgin. Her back finally relaxed and she started to grind and hump against his cock. He pulled out slow and then plunged in again; so tight, so hot.
"Yes!" Jan screamed.
Jim wanted to cum, but paced himself wanting her to have an orgasm first. He stroked in and out of her while watching her get closer. Her moaning becoming ceaseless and rising in volume; she was almost there. He sped up pounding into her harder and faster; his own orgasm nearing as well. She shuddered and screamed when her orgasm overtook her; he felt her vaginal walls tighten and milk his cock while her hot juices soaked around it. He gave one final push burying in her as far as he could go releasing his cum into her depths. He lay across her body breathing hard into her neck. She cuddled next to him breathing just as heavy and then they had fallen asleep.
Jason tossed and turned worrying about Jan and possibly of what that pig of a husband might do. He once again stared at the clock on the dresser and decided to give it up as a lost cause. He got up and slipped his briefs on and quietly left the room trying not to wake Steve up. He padded down the hall and went downstairs to the living room.
Jim was still in the lounger with his eyes shut, pants open and stroking his hard cock. He was suddenly aware that he wasn't alone and opened his eyes; Jason was looking at him. Jason came over and knelt between his legs and smiled; Jim removed his hands and watched as Jason lowered his mouth over his cock He love Jason's mouth as much as his ass.
Jason's tongue quickly lashed out roughly circling the head of Jim's cock and stimulating its sensitive underneath as he sucked it into his mouth. Jim reached for his head and thrust hard signifying his need for release. Jason bobbed faster and sucked harder. Jim thrust one final time and released his cum into Jason's eager mouth. Jason waited for Jim to calm and then released his cock.
"Thanks buddy; I really needed that," said Jim.
Jason smiled, stood up and leaned in the give Jim a deep kiss. "Too bad I'm not the one that caused it," and he smiled looking over at Jan's sleeping form.
Jim smiled also, "Memories."
"Why don't we go into the kitchen and I'll fix some coffee for both of us," said Jason.
"Sounds good to me; she'll probably be asleep for a while yet," replied Jim.