Chapter 27: The Story of Alex Ferguson

Alex watched Mr. Thompson walk out of the lobby and she was all alone. She needed to send one more email and she was done now that the board meeting was over. They all looked very happy when they left, and no one even stopped to flirt with her. She was pretty sure Madison had something to do with that. She smiled when she thought of those cute ponytails and the cum in her shoes. She was constantly surprising her.

She closed her laptop and stored it in her desk. She locked everything up and turned off the lights. The walk to the parking garage allowed her mind to wander. She felt the moisture between her legs, leftover from the Fuller brothers. They were a unique couple of dudes. They took her panties as well; they gathered a nice amount of clothing today. She unlocked her car and slid in, careful to get her dress under her, cum was incredibly hard to get out of her cloth seats.

She drove and thought of her life, she loved her boyfriend, and he was very understanding about her situation. The large paycheck helped a lot in that respect. She had been dating him for about 6 months and she moved in with him last month. She was a little excited about the possibilities, she was 24 and needed to start thinking about the future. Hanging around Madison got her body clock to start ticking. She could see herself as a mother, she would be better than the one she had for sure. Shit, as long as she just stayed around, she would accomplish that, the bar was incredibly low.

She got sad when her mind went to her childhood. It started good, she had two older brothers and they were very sweet. They were a lot older than her, 36 and 34, and they both lived far away. She missed them dearly. She wiped a small tear, she always got emotional when she thought about her brothers. She wished she could spend more time with them, but their relationship was strained since the incident. Funny that it still lingered after so many years. She could feel her anxiety rising and she reached for her meds. It was close enough to the time, she dry-swallowed the small pill.

She pulled into the apartment complex and found a good spot. She grabbed her purse and headed up to the second floor. She walked in and he was sitting at the table, reading the paper. She kicked off her heels and walked up and stood next to him, putting her arm around his shoulders. His shoulders were strong from his construction work. He was not a big man but solid for his size. She kissed the top of his head.

“Hey baby, how was your day?” She said and he grunted.

“Kinda sucked, job ended and there is really nothing else available at the moment.” He said and looked up at her.

“That’s ok, we will be alright for a while. You will find something else.” She said and squeezed his shoulder.

“You look a little rough, what happened at work today?” He said, looking at her hair and her wrinkled dress.

“It was a long day, we had a tough couple of clients and then a board meeting, sorry I am late.” She said.

“Ok.” He said and she sensed some frustration.

“What is it baby?” She said and leaned down to look at him.

“I know we talked about it; I am just having trouble today coming to terms with it. The guys start talking at work and I try to block them out, but I am afraid some of the things they talk about you are doing.” He said and she frowned.

“Honey, you know it is just a job, and it pays very well. I am yours and yours alone, everything else is irrelevant.” She said.

“So, it is ok because it pays well, you know what that is, right?” He said and looked up at her.

She stepped back a little and looked at him, her breathing was getting faster, and she felt her body start to heat up. She felt him reach between her legs, he ran his hand up her thigh and touched her pussy. She flinched when he touched her, she felt the moisture and she knew he did as well.

“Why are you not wearing panties?” He said and she opened her mouth to answer but closed it when she could not think of anything good to say.

“Gross, there is shit leaking out of you and running down your legs. How many dudes did you fuck today?” He said and pulled out his hand. She could see the anger forming on his face. It brought back memories and the old tapes started playing in her head.

Alex struggled to form words as her father’s voice rang in her ears. “Useless! Worthless!” She saw her boyfriend stand up and he was now looking down at her as she was frozen in place. She lowered her head and closed her eyes to try and block out the old tapes.

“We saw a girl walking into an office this morning and the guys joked that she would probably be bent over her boss’s desk sometime during the day. Does he do that? Does he do you in his office, bent over his desk?” He said and she looked up at him, unable to speak. She could see the anger rising in his eyes. She saw that look many times when she was young.

“I am assuming from your silence that it is true. How many guys did you fuck today?” He said again, his voice raising. She tried to answer but the words would not leave her mouth. Her father’s voice ripped through her head. “Slut! Bitch!”

“I asked you a fucking question, are you still doing the math?” He said and she felt his hand hit her on the side of her face.

He was strong, she fell and landed against the back of the recliner. She looked up at him and he was so angry he was shaking. She saw her father looking down at her, his eyes glazed over with the alcohol. His drinking hit new levels when her mom left, she was 12 at the time, her brothers all out of college and starting their careers. Her dad did not handle the situation well and she was often the focus of his anger. Her boyfriend knelt and she drew away from him instinctively. He pulled back and raised his arm again.

“So now you are too good for me, you fuck everyone at the office, but I can’t touch you.” He said and stood.

She looked over and saw her purse open, the contents spilt. She saw her phone and then she heard the new tapes start. “You are better than him. You are strong. Leave now.” She grabbed her phone and looked up at him.

“I am sorry, but I get so angry when I think about it.” He said and she started to get to her feet.

She started to move away from him and work herself to the door. He did not move. She continued to move slowly, and he did not stop her.

“If you leave, don’t bother coming back.” He said, his voice low and laced with anger.

She reached the door and opened it. She slid out and started walking down the hall. She reached the stairs and heard the door slam behind her. “Get away. Get safe.” Her new tapes tried to overwhelm her father’s voice, but she could still hear him in the background as she walked slowly down the stairs. “Stupid little bitch, not worth the food you eat.” She felt her tears start to run down her face as she got to the parking lot. She started walking fast and was two blocks away before she looked up.

She was on a street corner and there was a bus stop nearby. She walked over to it and sat down. Her hands were trembling, but she pulled out her phone. “Dumb slut!” She reached up and touched her cheek and she felt her father’s hand again. She took a deep breath and dialed the number.

“Hello”

“Aaron, I need help.” Alex said and felt her voice crack.

“Alex, where are you?” Aaron said and she looked up at the street sign.

“Corner of Smith and Main, bus stop.” She said as she started to cry.

“Alex, are you safe?” Aaron said as he ran to his car.

“I think so, please hurry.” She said through her sobs.

“Stay on the phone with me.” Aaron said and pulled out onto the street.

“Ok.” She said and tried to get a hold of herself. She hated it when she fell apart, this hadn’t happened in so long. She thought they were so happy; he was so sweet. She felt her sobs return.

“Alex, talk to me. Tell me about your lunch yesterday.” He said, trying to get her to focus on something else other than what happened to cause this. He really did not want her to start talking about that until he got there.

“Oh, Aaron.” She said and her sobs overtook her body, she held the phone to the side of her face.

“Hang on baby. I will be there in a couple of minutes.” He said and floored his car.

Alex held onto the phone and listened to him talk to her as he drove. She could tell he was driving fast; she heard the tires squealing through the phone. She was starting to calm down a little, but her father’s voice ripped through her ears again. “Get the fuck outside and get your chores done or I will beat your ass again.” She started rocking as she held the phone.

Aaron pulled up and slammed on the brakes. He saw her sitting on the bench, still in her work clothes. She was rocking back and forth. He ran over and wrapped his arms around her. She put her head on his shoulder and cried. He stood her up and hugged her.

“You are ok now, you are safe.” He said and rubbed the back of her head.

“Thank you.” He heard her whisper and he squeezed her.

“Take your time, baby. Take deep breaths.” He said and he felt her start to relax.

He held her and eventually he pulled back a little and raised her head to look at him. Her eyes were swollen and red and her cheeks were covered in tears. He looked at her left cheek and he saw red and what looked like a handprint. He felt his anger rise.

“What happened sweetheart.” He said and pushed some hair off her face.

“I don’t know, he was so angry. I have never seen him like that, but he lost his job, and I was so late.” She said and started to cry again.

“Did he hit you?” Aaron said in a whisper. She nodded and he hugged her again.

He walked her over to the car and put her in the front seat. He went around and got in. He looked at her and she was a mess. Her dress was wrinkled, her hair was wild, and she was barefoot. He touched her cheek and she flinched.

“Does it hurt; are you ok?” He said.

“I am fine, it doesn’t hurt.” She said.

“Ok, I will take you to my apartment, you can stay there. Do you need anything?” He said and she looked at him.

“I need my medicine and I need my purse; it has my license and my wallet.” She said.

“Then let’s go get it.” He said and put the car in gear. He felt her hand on his arm.

“Aaron, don’t hurt him.” She said softly. He looked over at her.

“I will promise he will not end up in the hospital tonight.” He said, looking straight at her.

“Ok.” She said and wrapped her arms around herself.

He tried to calm down as he drove. He had met the douchebag once and he kind of liked him. He was blue collar and seemed level-headed. He also seemed to really be into Alex, and she looked happy. He looked over at her. Now he just wanted to kill him. He pulled up in front of their apartment complex. He helped her out of the car, and they walked up the stairs. She opened the door and walked in, Aaron behind her. She could see his head as he sat in the recliner, watching TV.

“Back so soon, did you finish the math?” He said and laughed.

Aaron walked around the recliner and grabbed him by the front of his shirt. He saw his eyes get big as he pulled him up and slammed him against the wall, moving his hand to his neck. His legs were dangling as he tried to get Aaron’s hand off his neck.

“Alex, get what you need for tonight, we will come back tomorrow for the rest.” Aaron said as he looked at the piece of shit hanging on the wall. She walked back into the bedroom.

“Aaron, please, I am sorry.” He said, his voice soft as his neck was being squeezed.

“Did you hit her?” Aaron said through clinched teeth.

“I am sorry, I was just so angry.” He said.

“Too bad, you are done in my eyes. We will be back tomorrow for the rest of her stuff. I suggest you not be here.” Aaron said and he nodded.

“Also, if I ever hear that you touched her again, I will come here and punch your face until I see the inside off your skull, do you understand?” Aaron said.

Alex walked back into the room carrying a small suitcase. She walked over and picked up her purse, stuffing things back in it. She stood up and looked at her boyfriend dangling under Aaron’s hand. He didn’t seem so attractive to her suddenly. She walked past them and out the door.