This is a fictional story on my dealings with an ex girlfriend, not one part of this story is real or should be used in real life.

The stupid bitch buzzes on the intercom, she’s here to collect the rest of her clothes. I should have burnt them all and sent her a cheque. Seeing her will only result in bad actions. Little back dresses and see through tops, always putting on a show for everyone yet never fucking me, no wonder i had to kick her to the curb.

it had been 3 weeks since i saw her last, she stands about 5’10”, dark brown hair that comes half way down her back that bends into a nice firm round arse. Full tits, whilst perky are yet a solid C cup, pretty face and legs that go for miles. Her perfect frame just adds to her ego, she loves her self more than life itself and hopefully after tonights events she’ll re-evaluate this.

She enters wearing a short cut work skirt, black stockings and a company blouse. Still the arrogant bitch stands there talking bout her stupid sheltered little material life, like i give a shit, i ignore her and she heads to the half vacated bedroom and starts packing. Whilst she’s packing i stand back and gaze at her beautiful rump poking out inviting me to fuck it……………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

Now for the back story, this was my girlfriend of four years with whom i had cared for looked after and frankly helped raised into a beautiful decent member of society…..