Chapter 13: Bethany in Distress

On Thursday evening around nine o’clock, I was watching an episode of ‘Naked Attraction’, a British, funny, and entertaining, dating show, whereby the participants go starkers. When the participant that wants a date is a man, he is shown six naked female candidates in colored pods, if it’s a woman she gets six men when the candidate is bi, he or she gets 3 of each gender to choose from. Then, piece by piece, the bodies of the candidates in the pods are unveiled by a rising curtain, first showing the legs and pubes, then up, just over the boobs or chest, and finally the faces. After each unveiling, the participant has to send one of the candidates home until in the end there are only two left. The participant then has to get naked as well, giving the final two candidates the same privilege; that’s when the final choice for a date needs to be made. I have never in my life seen so many tattoos and piercings as in that show, but I must say there were also some very beautiful women as participants as well as candidates.

But coming back to that night, all of a sudden the doorbell rang, several times. Startled, I jumped up to see who it was. I wasn’t expecting anybody that night, so looking at the video phone, I was surprised to see Bethany, and from the look of her, she was seriously distressed. I buzzed her in and rushed down the stairs to see what was wrong. She looked a fright. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, her mascara was all over her face, her clothes partly torn, her shoes mud-caked and she was shaking like a leaf.

“Oh my God Bethany, what’s happened, to you?”

Not a word came out of her, she was crying and heaving and kept on shaking. I put my arm around her shoulders and escorted her up the stairs, installing her on the sofa. She couldn’t stop crying, so I let her carry on for a while. After ten minutes she seemed to calm down slightly, and the heaving ceased, although she kept on whimpering. Finally, she looked at me with a half-black, mascara face.

“Oh my God I must look a fright!” was the first thing that came out.

That was already slightly reassuring as she still seemed to care what she looked like.

“What happened to you Bethany, why are you in such a state?”

“Oh I’m sorry I came to you, but I had no idea where else I could go.”

“I’m pleased you came to me – no need to apologize, but please tell me what’s happened to you, why are you crying, have you been attacked?”

“No, well yes, I have been sort of attacked; I had a horrible experience and you’re the only person I could think of who could help and listen to me and not laugh at what happened.”

“Dear oh dear, when you ring my bell looking all disheveled like this I’d definitely not laugh, on the contrary, I’d be very concerned. Please take your time and tell me what brought this on.”

Again total silence, it was clear she was battling internally with herself to decide if she’d made the right choice to ring my bell. Should she leave or should she confide in me? The latter finally took the upper hand and she burst into her story.

“After our encounter the other day, I decided that I was indeed far too young to sit behind the geraniums and wither away. You rekindled my fire to enjoy life again, so I decided to subscribe to one of those dating sites and see what adventures life still had in store for me.”

“Excellent, I like it so far, but please continue.”

“Well I swiped left and I swiped right and I ended up with what looked like a good-looking man, who didn’t live too far away from here. He seemed a decent chap with a good job. As I wanted to take it slow and not immediately go on a date we started to correspond, he told me about his life and I told him about mine and we seemingly had a lot in common. He liked going out to dinner and the theatre; he preferred comedies, just like I do and we had a similar taste in music, we even watched the same shows on television.”

Bethany seemed to be getting better, but she was still heaving a bit, so I asked: “Can I get you something to drink Bethany? Some water, or would you prefer a glass of wine, a cup of tea, or something stronger?”

“A cup of tea would be very nice thank you,” she replied.

“OK let me put the kettle on, why don’t you join me in the kitchen, so you can continue your story.”

We adjourned to the kitchen where I got busy making tea for both of us.

“That all seems nice and pleasant, so how do we go from there to the tears and you clearly being so upset today?”

“After a few weeks of rather intense correspondence, we decided to have a first date, this evening. He was going to pick me up and we would go to dinner. So at eight this evening he picked me up at home with his car and off we went. I had no idea where he was taking me as he had been rather secretive about it in his emails, but it was supposed to be a top-notch place.”

“Well, there are plenty of nice restaurants in the neighborhood so that makes sense.”

“But once we were in his car he started to act weird, almost immediately he put his hand on my leg and said that I would definitely like what he had in mind for me. I should have already seen that something was wrong with such behavior, but you know I am gullible when it comes to people, especially men, you being the exception Lew, I trust you completely and you haven’t failed me.”

“Thank you Bethany I’m flattered.”

“No really, you are, but this guy absolutely was not. So after a bit, I got suspicious about where he was taking me and what he had in mind, I didn’t have to wait very long to find out. After a few miles, he turned into a lane in the woods, stopped the car, and crawled all over me, tearing at my clothes, trying to restrain me, grabbing my boobs, and tugging at my panties, while he was saying that I wanted it, that I had begged him to fuck me, it was written all over my face.”

“Wow Bethany, that is serious; but how did you end up on my doorstep then?”

“I may be gullible Lew but I’m not a wimp, I started seriously defending myself. I scratched him and bit him and punched him in the face, pulling his hair, and the first chance I got I punched him hard in his jewels which made him stop attacking me. That’s when I took my chance to open the car door and flee.”

“Good on you Bethany, but how did you know where you were and how to get away from him?”

“I had sort of followed in which direction he’d been driving, so I had a fairly good idea where I was and how I could get back home, avoiding the road, going through the woods and meadows. You can imagine my body was overflowing with adrenalin, but as I got closer to home it started to hit me with what had happened, and then I lost it and broke down. By the time I got back to the village, the first really familiar thing I saw was your photoshop so that is how I ended up on your doorstep.”

“How could you imagine that I would laugh after hearing of such an ordeal; you should press charges against this man!”

“No, I was the gullible one here I should have read the signs in his emails, most of the time they were sexually oriented and there was even some violence. I am such a stupid cow!”

Bethany started crying again, and if there is one thing I can’t have is a woman crying, especially if it is a woman I know and like, so I took her in my arms to hug and comfort her.

“Now, now, a bit naïve maybe, but definitely not a stupid cow!”

Still shivering and crying, Bethany clung to me like she was drowning, I started stroking her head and shoulders hoping to calm her down.

“Oh Lew, if I didn’t have you I would have been totally lost this evening, would you mind making gentle love to me as only you can?”

“Uh, are you sure that you want to do this after the ordeal you’ve had to go through?”

“Yes, some TLC is exactly what I need now..., please?” Bethany replied, looking with puppy eyes deep into mine.

“God girl you are irresistible, even with your half-black face, how can I say no to you, even if I wanted to?” I said as my mouth moved towards hers.

She pulled away, “God yes, I must look horrible.”

“Why don’t you freshen up it in the bathroom dear?”

When she came back, she had put her face back on and really looked alluring, if we would have participated in the TV show I had been watching I would definitely have ended up with her.

So I took her gain tenderly in my arms and continued where we left off, with me coming close to her and kissing her tenderly.

Bethany responded by slipping her tongue hesitantly into my mouth, furtively making circles around mine, sparking a small fire, and resulting in me starting to caress her back and arms, drawing a hesitant moan from her lips. Her arms went around me as if she was holding on for dear life, while I ventured very carefully to move my caresses in the direction of her boobs. I got no adverse reaction, so I began to caress them over her clothing, resulting in a contented sigh. I felt around her torn clothing and began to undo the buttons of her blouse, she helped by undoing the buttons at the bottom of the sleeves so that I could slide it off her shoulders.

Luckily her skin had come unblemished out of the fight in the car; she still looked terribly enticing. Next, I unclasped her bra and removed it, unveiling her wonderful full boobs, and giving me full access to them.

“Oh, yes kiss my breasts, suck on my nipples, and make them hard. I need your warm loving lips on them to take away the horrible experience of that man.”

As I was already busy sucking on her growing nipples taking them into my mouth together with a big portion of her boobs in the process, I couldn’t respond much, aside from: “Mmmmhuuuummmm!” While doing that, my hands moved to the back of her skirt, trying to find the zipper, and pull it down. Bethany lifted her bum so I could slide her skirt from under her, removing it completely, leaving her in just panties and heels. I pushed her down on the sofa and slid my mouth south towards her playground, planting little careful kisses on her abdomen, giving her navel a lick in passing. When I arrived at the elastic of her panties, I grabbed them on both sides, sliding them over her hips and opening the way towards paradise, not this time, by the dashboard light but with the full light in my living room so I could enjoy this enticing sight to the full.