Payback's A Bitch

Hi, my name is Melissa and I work for the WWE. My current title is Valet to The Shield, but what I really am is a babysitter/gopher. Secretly, I've been dating the resident bad-boy of the Shield, Dean Ambrose, and up until now, I've had no issues with any of the female talent. But that changed one weekend when a bunch of us got together, at a cabin, in the woods. It was mid-afternoon and we had just returned from a 8km run. I was getting a glass of water to drink and Dean was sitting in the living room, watching TV. Renee walks out of the bathroom, wearing only her black spandex halter-top and holding the spandex shorts she had worn, earlier for jogging. She was naked from the waist down, standing a few yards from my boyfriend. Now Dean and I have had numerous "discussions" about Renee and her infatuation, with Dean. His eyes were about to pop out as he looked at light-colored bush of pubic hair, shaped in a neat triangle of blonde curls. I could not believe that she would even do that and I made a mental note to talk to her about it, after I took care of Dean.

I hated the hypnotic affect it had on my boyfriend. When she eventually turned around to walk back to the bathroom, I noticed his glare follow her naked butt cheeks until she was gone from sight. I also noticed a mounting erection pushing out the fabric of his running shorts, so visible under the skimpy material. I would never do anything like this. What a slut she is! I thought to myself. I wondered if she had done this on purpose or just walked out the bathroom, about to go for a shower, without thinking much of what she was doing. The minute the bathroom door closed behind her, Dean's shock erupted in a smile, which he expected me to empathize with, but I was angry at her. I was angry at her for exciting my boyfriend. I was angry at her for being able to be so carefree, when I was a shy prude. I was angry at her because this made me feel insecure and not good enough. Only yesterday Dean came back from the shops with a present of a tight white top for me and I refused to wear it in case it went see through.
I took out my insecure feelings on Dean. I walked past him put my hands on his crotch and felt his hard-on through his shorts. "So this is what Renee does for you. You must be attracted to her, then?" I remarked. "I am just a normal male. This has nothing to do with me being sexually attracted to her", he responded. I just walked out of the room and went to my bedroom where I could get some space and I read my book. I was not very nice to Dean that whole evening. When we discussed why I was upset he said that I should not be such a prude and if I would let go a bit maybe I would be a happier person and we would have a better sex life. For a while Dean continuously hinted that he would like me to be more of an exhibitionist and show off my body more. "You have an incredibly sexy toned body with great legs and a round butt and well shaped firm round tits- why do you always hide it under so many clothes?" I never had an answer. I suppose I was just shy or scared of being perceived as a slut or cheap. I never felt comfortable in tight or revealing clothes. I was always worried that I would get looks.
The next day I decided to maybe accept that I was stubborn and take Dean's request for me to become a bit more risqué to heart. I was feeling frisky and decided that I would not let my inhibitions get the best of me again. I had the morning to go shopping while the others were at the beach. I was walking in the shopping mall to the club wear shop. I though a little short mini would show off my toned legs and thighs and make Dean happy. I walked past a beauty salon and read the advert on the window. "Special - Get a full leg wax and receive a Brazilian on us" I desperately needed a leg wax. Since I was a brunette my hairs were too dark to leave as some girls do. I didn't have a lot of hair but you really don't want any when you are in a bikini. I entered the salon. "Hi, when can I get an appointment for the advertised special?" I asked. "We are booked all day today except for now" the beautician answered me as she looked at the booking sheet on the desk. What the hell! I decided to go for it. "Please come with me" the lady guided me through a passageway and into a small room.
"We will do the legs first. Please take your jeans off and we will get started" the beautician instructed me. I had my legs waxed until they were smooth and silky. "Have you had a Brazilian before?" she asked me. "No, this is my first time. I have had a bikini wax though" I replied. "Ok, you will need to take your panties off and I will give you a tot of vodka to help num the feeling" she said as she handed me a little glass filled with vodka. I was quite apprehensive so I downed the drink. After the wax was complete, the beautician told me to stay lying down for a few minutes to let the moisturizing cream absorb. She left the room and came back a few minutes later with 3 bags in her hand. "For ones first Brazilian we have a tradition to give a gift of a swimsuit. What size are you?" she asked me. "I am a small or size 8" I answered. "Well we only have white left in size 8. Here is your gift. I am sure you would look great in it with your petite figure" she said. "Take your time and get dressed and I will meet you at the reception area to settle the account" she said as she handed me the plastic bag and left the room.
I opened the bag to find a tiny white t-string. It was like a g-string but had a t at the back where the strings connected. I had never worn a g-string before. I stood up and looked in the mirror. I looked so strange with no pubic hair. It was so smooth. I had never noticed how my pubes stood out with a fleshy look with the slit down the middle dividing them. I turned around to look at my butt. There were no whisks of hair protruding between my butt cheeks as I had before, but I noticed my reddish brown clitoris hanging between my butt cheeks as I bent forward. I had not seen it this way before with the hairs hiding it. It looked so raw, so sexy, it had a swollen hood. I tried on the t-string. My ass looked almost naked, with the white skin contrasting to the tanned skin around the shape of my bikini. In the front the t-string was so high cut that it just covered my pubes and was quite stretchy pulling into my slit a little, showing the outline of two oval pubes divided by a slit through the thin fabric.
I left the t-string on and I got dressed, paid and left. I met up with the others but I didn't tell anyone about my adventure. We went out for the afternoon and then clubbing in the evening and never got back home until really late at night. Renee had a met a hot guy at the club, named David, and he came home with us for I suppose a one night stand. What else could I expect from my slut friend.
The next morning, I arrive at breakfast in my pajamas to see Dean and Renee sitting and talking at the kitchen table. Dean was wearing his pajama shorts and Renee was wearing a pair of blue bikini panties and a half halter top skintight against her breasts. I was now convinced that she was hitting on Dean.
"Where is David?" I asked as I approached them. "He is still sleeping" Renee answered. I could not get myself to join them and instead I made an excuse that I was sick and I went back to the bedroom. The image of her dressed like a slut was haunting me and I admit, I was getting really jealous. As I lay on my bed, with a volcano building up inside of me, I heard David wake up and go to the bathroom. I noticed that he had not closed the door properly.
I was not thinking rationally and decided I needed to take some retaliatory action. I pulled off my pajama shorts and top and with nothing else on other than the white t-string. I got up and I walked across the passageway and walked into the bathroom. "I didn't know you were in here, David", I said, acting surprised as David was standing urinating at the toilet. "I just need to brush my teeth, but don't let me disturb you" I said to David as I walked up to the sink and took my toothbrush. I noticed his shock as he turned around to see me topless with my size B breasts firm and round and my nipples hard. In a trance like manner he focused in on my nakedness and just stood there, as I continued brushing my teeth as if there was nothing out of the ordinary. I was watching him in the mirror, watch me. I noticed him standing and staring at my ass, with the only material covering me a tiny thin white t-string which disappeared into my round butt cheeks. "Wow, I love your panties", he stuttered still not moving from the toilet.
I had a stabbing jolt of sexual excitement stem right through my body, as I realized my body was on display like a raw open wound. My nipples felt like lightning rods electrified. They hardened and stood out erect a few millimeters. My pussy was throbbing under the new swimsuit so much I almost felt the animalistic instinct to rock my hips with the internal rhythm of rising heat. I was naked, almost, and a strange man was taking in every inch of me, delighting in my exhibitionism, which was so foreign to me, yet made me feel so powerful, like a goddess. I didn't feel shy and want to cover up as I had imagined I would. Instead I felt my nakedness to be such a release. I wanted to show more. I wanted to be raped by his eyes. I enjoyed the attention. I wished I could pull my bottoms down and show him my newly smooth and hairless pussy. I turned away from the mirror, still holding my toothbrush and faced David. He was wearing boxer shorts and he had a huge erection sticking out. He was suddenly self-conscious as he realized that I had noticed it. I was staring down at it. It looked like a thick pole in his boxers. He seemed to suddenly get nervous and he started to walk past me. I smiled at him as he brushed my body with his, as he tried to squeeze past to leave the bathroom.
I was not having much sex with my boyfriend on these holidays. I was feeling horny, on fire and sexually frustrated. I was also angry at Dean for flirting with Renee. David left the bathroom. I locked the door behind him. I took my electric toothbrush and I closed the toilet lid, sat down on it and I switched the toothbrush on and pushed it against my clit but that didn't help. All it did was make me feel hornier, but I wasn't able to masturbate myself to satisfaction. I heard a knock on the door. "Hey, it's Dean. Can we talk?", he shouted through the noise of the toothbrush. I switched off the toothbrush and went to the door. "Hey Dean, can you help me look for my contact lens. I dropped it somewhere near the sink and I cannot see to find it". OK, so I lied, shoot me. Dean came back into the bathroom.
I knelt down to the floor near him. He was looking for the lens as he took every opportunity to stare at my tits. "Thank you for telling me about that slut, Renee. I guess you and her had fun this morning", I said. "Don't get mad at her, it was me, but I know what you can do for me", he said as he knelt up and put a hand on my thigh as I was kneeling.

I didn't remove his hand. Instead I sat down on the floor. I was at my horny limit and I just went with it. I put my hand on the outside of his boxers and I grasped his erection and slid my hand down it and up again slowly caressing its head through his shorts. It was hard and a wet spot appeared by the head. He responded by parting my legs, pulling the t-string to the side of my pussy and he tried to go down and suck me there. It was difficult for him to access me so I pulled the t string off my legs and I knelt on my knees. He lay down with his head between my legs. I felt his wet tongue against my pussy, with little strokes up and down the slit and then some nibbling on my swollen engorged clitoris. I let out a whine as I came. He then masterfully stuck his tongue into my wet pussy and I came again. As I then turned my body around to face his cock and suck it we stopped and kissed. I tasted the saltiness of my pussy on his lips. I wanted to touch his hard cock.
I put it in my mouth and I went up and down on it like a piston engine. I tightened my grip around its head as I came up as I had seen in porno movies. He wanted to get up and fuck me right there from the back as I knelt there giving him a blow job, but he didn't have a condom with him. He told me to stay where I was in within 10 seconds, he was back with a foils packet. He unrolled it and covered himself, as he told me to go back into kneeling position. He slid between my legs facing me, but pulling himself down so that his face was directly under my pussy. He put his hands around my butt cheeks and pulled me down towards his face. He licked my pussy and I knew I capable of feeling this. He slid himself inside my pussy and sat up so we were face to face, as he slid in and out of me. I felt a sinking sensation together with a burning sensation and a rush at the same time. I tried to move, but I couldn't. I was overcome with intense orgasms. I grabbed my new swimsuit and I put it in my mouth, as I bit hard on it instead of screaming as I came again and again.

He then got up and started to thrust his hard cock into my pussy and I could feel his balls knock against my pussy. I felt a new wave of renewed passion. I arched my spine upwards. I used the fingers of my left hand to caress my nipples as he thrust in and out of me. I felt fluids run down my legs from my pussy. I bent downwards and I took my other hand and I rubbed my clit ferociously. My fingers were soaked with my cum but I kept on rubbing away at my clit. I was rising in waves of excitement as I groaned loudly. I was feeling sore all over and tired and then Dean pulled his cock out of my pussy, removed the condom, and I felt spurts of his cum land on my stomach and chest. This was unbelievable sex and we were both sweaty and tired. The others oblivious to this and were still in the pool. I wiped my sweaty out body with a towel and put the t-string back on, as Dean and I joined the others in the pool. Renee saw us and I smiled and said, "Payback's A Bitch!"