A Dish Best Seved Cold or Bryan’s Revenge 2

A Dish Best Served Cold or Bryan’s Revenge 2
(The sequel to Spring Break Broke My Heart)
By rutger5 (An Original Story – Copyright2012)




It took me a while to find parking near the Katz residence but in Borough Park that’s to be expected I guess. Finally I found a spot around three blocks away where I parked. As I was getting out of the car the letter from Courtney sitting on the passenger seat caught my eye. I picked it up before folding it and slipping it in my pant pocket. After what happened earlier between Rachel Weinstein and myself I felt much more charitable and decided to read the letter a little later when I had a chance.


But for now it wasn’t my number one concern – getting revenge was. Hopefully I’d do a better job of it here than in my previous attempt. Things had worked out great for me personally but making plans to take a girl to her prom after she’d given me a blowjob didn’t advance my desire for revenge. In fact after what happened I realized I could no longer overtly attempt to punish David Weinstein, not unless I wished to turn Rachel against me and I didn’t want that.


No doubt there would be some people either unscrupulous or amoral who in fact would use what had happened to further their revenge. But if I did that then I was no better than the people I was angry at. Rachel was a total innocent in all this and what she’d done was guided by her desires and emotions and I wouldn’t take advantage of that for my benefit.


Once I reached the front steps to the Katz house I stopped a minute to collect myself and plan what I was going to say no matter who answered the door. I didn’t want a repeat performance like earlier when I was caught off guard by Rachel answering the door and her mother being out. From what I knew of Mitch I strongly doubted he’d be home before sundown but I knew they had two young sons. Well here goes nothing I’d thought to myself as I rang the doorbell.


Even before the door opened I heard a woman’s loud voice approaching and seconds later the door opened revealing Mrs. Katz. She had a cordless phone pressed to her ear and once she recognized me she looked surprised at finding me on her doorstep. Holding a finger up to let me know to wait she then spoke into the phone.


“Can you wait a minute Esther? I’m having trouble opening the door while holding the phone, be right back.”


Putting the phone down on a table next to the door she smiled and ran her fingers through her hair before speaking to me.


“Yes Bryan, can I help you with something?”


“Umm Mrs. Katz, this is a little weird I admit but is there any way I can speak to you for a few minutes? It’s important or I wouldn’t be bothering you.”


A strange look crossed over her face but she nodded to me before picking up the phone.


“Esther – I have to go. Its one of my neighbors and she needs my help with something. I’ll call you later and you tell my boys to be good or they’ll get it when they come home. Okay, I’ll talk to you soon. Bye.”


“That was my sister-in-law I was talking to on the phone. My sons are visiting with their cousins today. Well you can come in now Bryan but wipe your feet first. You’re being very mysterious and I’m intrigued.”


Making sure I wiped my feet I stepped inside the brick building and waited as she shut the door and then led me deeper into the house. In the front hall I noticed there were hung many photos of her husband and sons as well as many other people I guessed to be relatives of theirs. She brought me into the kitchen where she sat at the table and gestured for me to as well. Once we were both sitting she met my eyes and studied them until I began to feel nervous from this and looked away.


“Okay Bryan out with it. I haven’t seen you very often the past few years and now you turn up at my home less than a week after I see you at your parent’s cabin. Somehow there has to be a connection and since you can’t look me in my face I doubt it’s good. So tell me what you want to talk to me about.”


Mrs. Katz was shrewd, that was plainly obvious. If I had planned on deceiving her then I’d probably be busted. However that wasn’t my intention but still I had to carefully choose my words I figured.


“You’re right Mrs. Katz, I’m not here for anything good I’m afraid” I said while looking at my hands which sat on the table fidgeting nervously.


“First things first Bryan. You’re an adult now, a college man they said back in the day and I’m happy to hear you’re making your mother proud with your good grades, so I think you’re old enough to call me Leah. Also when speaking with someone its proper manners to look them in their face.”


When I looked up I saw she was smiling while staring intently at me and suddenly I felt a little nervous. Honestly I’d always found her attractive and I still did. In fact when I was younger if you’d asked me to define a milf it would have come out describing a woman who looked a lot like her. So there was that to go along with my initial nervousness over what I was planning on telling her.


“The thing of it is Mrs. Ka – I mean Leah” I said swallowing hard “is that what I need to tell you isn’t going to be easy – for either of us.”


In spite of her wanting me to look at her I again found myself looking down when she surprised me by taking my hand in hers.


“Bryan may I be frank? I’ve known you for many years so just say what’s on your mind. No sense beating around the bush. What do you think, that I’m going to bite your head off?”


“No of course not Leah” I answered followed by a nervous laugh “just it isn’t pleasant and I’m not good at delivering bad news.”


Again I looked down as I chose my words but I made sure to look her in her eyes before I started speaking. As I did she gave my hand a gentle squeeze which somehow made me feel a tiny bit better.


“Leah the thing of it is that I’m here to speak ill of your husband. He’s not the only one but my father and the rest aren’t really your concern but your husband is. I don’t know how to tell you this but last weekend at the cabin your husband, as well as the others, was up to no good.”


While I said this I continued to look her in the eye and as I spoke I could see that her mind was already two steps ahead of my words.


“I knew it!” she interrupted before I could even say what he’d done. “So while they were supposed to be playing poker they were really getting busy with that little blond shiksa friend of yours. Typical.”


My jaw dropped and she laughed a little from my reaction.


“I’m sorry to startle you Bryan but after so many years of marriage I think I know my husband pretty well. Your friend wasn’t his first and she won’t be the last. But I can see that it’s hurt you, what’s happened, and I’m sorry for you. Do you like this girl?”


Again I weighed my words carefully for many reasons before replying.


“I did like her; whether I still do the jury is out on. But that’s not what’s important I thought. But hearing your reaction I guess you’re not surprised so I guess I’m just wasting my time in telling you this. I admit your reaction isn’t what I expected; I figured you wouldn’t believe me or that you’d flip out if you did.”


“And because of that you don’t think I’m upset? Well I am, its just I handle it in my own way. Let me tell you something Bryan, the first time I found out Mitch was cheating on me I wanted to die. I thought I was such a failure, that if I’d been a better wife or more attractive it wouldn’t have happened in the first place!”


Now I found myself interrupting her.


“Wait Leah, I can’t say why your husband cheats on you but it certainly has nothing to do with you being not attractive enough, of that I can assure you.”


“Why thank you Bryan, that’s very kind of you to say. No, the reason he cheats is that he’s a man – pure and simple. At the time I didn’t know that was why but in spite of blaming myself I still wanted to end the marriage. My mother, may G-d rest her soul, told me no woman in our family had ever asked for a divorce and I wasn’t going to be the first. This was soon after the birth of Daniel, my firstborn.”


“I forgave him but things never really changed. Finally I realized it didn’t matter what I did to try and keep him interested in me, he was simply going to stray. After that became clear to me I told him that once the boys were grown that it was over between us. Whether he believed me or not I don’t know but I’m very serious. That’s a long way off though. Ari hasn’t even had his bar mitzvah yet.”



Leah paused after telling me this and I found myself now gently squeezing her hand instead. Suddenly she looked me straight in my eye and spoke.


“I’ve been honest with you Bryan, telling you things that many of my own family doesn’t even know about. Now I would like you to extend me the same courtesy please. The reason you came to tell me this, wasn’t it to cause some of the same pain that you’re feeling to my husband? You weren’t doing it out of kindness for me, I don’t think. Isn’t that so?”


“You’re right Leah; right now revenge is what’s motivating me. Don’t get me wrong, what your husband, my father and the rest did isn’t right and I don’t think a man should treat his wife like that. Maybe I’m naïve but I hope to respect and cherish my future wife. But I think they should realize that their selfish actions also have consequences and they will. I know me getting hurt is what inspired me to act but they still brought it on themselves.”


“Very well said Bryan. You’re a good boy, correction, a good young man. After that impassioned speech from you if I had a daughter I might be trying to arrange her getting together with you. But I was also right about your motivation in this. Well I’m offering to help you with that if you want.”


“What do you mean Leah?” I asked, now confused a little by her offer.


“I told you before that I wasn’t getting a divorce until in the future but there are other ways of getting back at a man. But as far as the rest of them what if I was to make a couple of discreet phone calls to certain women? It might help in what you want to achieve. However we can discuss that later. I also said I handle things in my own way, that includes how I cope with having a philandering husband. I’m sure you’re familiar with the expression an eye for an eye. Well let’s say when it comes to this subject it’s the way I do things. I’m offering you a means for revenge against my husband that could be quite enjoyable – for both of us.”


As Leah said this she again took my hand in hers but this time her fingertips ran softly along my skin, sending thrills throughout my young body. She then lifted my hand to her face and just for a moment sucked on one of my fingers. That was all it took. Already I felt myself hardening in my pants and when her red lips encircled my finger I let out an involuntary moan. Taking that as a yes to her suggestion Leah stood up and taking me by my hand led me from the kitchen.


We climbed the stairs to the second floor and proceeded to her well kept bedroom. Once inside Leah turned and kissed my mouth hard to which I eagerly responded. She was surprisingly aggressive and her tongue immediately slipped into my mouth while her hands held my waist and pulled my body closer to hers. One of my hands ran through her silky auburn hair as my other rubbed her back in small circles.


She must have felt my growing bulge as she proceeded to grind her skirt covered pelvis against it causing it to grow even more pronounced. Her hands attempted to pull me closer but we were already pretty close to begin with so instead Leah pulled my shirt out of my waistband while continuing to rub her mound on my rigid erection.


“Oooh Bryan, it feels like you have something for me. Something nice and hard I think.”


I began to rotate my own hips now and taking advantage of the fact that Leah broke our kiss to speak, my hungry lips found her pale neck. Her body shuddered as I worked my way down but I was soon thwarted by the stiff collar of her white blouse preventing me from going any further. She then seized my face with both her hands and passionately kissed me before taking a few steps back and breaking contact with my body. She blew me a kiss and then sat on her bed.


“Why don’t you take off your clothes for me first and then you can help me with mine” Leah said seductively.


Not wasting a second I pulled my shirt over my head and my hands were already going for my belt when Leah laughingly slowed me down.


“Not so fast Bryan. We have time, no need to rush.”


Leah leaned forward and licked her lips in a suggestive manner. Going along with it I moved and stood in front of her though just beyond her reach. Slowly I unfastened my pants and as I lowered them her eyes never left me. My hard dick sprang upwards once my pants went past it and I heard Leah make a little noise when she first saw it. Bending down leisurely I untied my sneakers and kicked them off before stepping free of my pants.


Grabbing my erection I stroked it a few times causing Leah to ooh and aah as she watched. I was already fully aroused and as my hand squeezed below the head some clear pre-cum leaked out and coated the swollen tip. Leah stood and after taking a step forward she leaned down and just using her tongue licked the sticky fluid up off me making me groan loudly. Looking pleased with herself she straightened up before speaking.


“You look good enough to eat Bryan and I think I will. But how would you like to help undress me first?”


Not needing to be asked twice I reached out and started to unbutton her white blouse. My fingers were trembling from excitement so badly that Leah had to help me. Between the two of us we managed to get the job done and as each button was unfastened in turn it revealed more of her now bare flesh. She slipped the blouse off her shoulders and my eyes widened as they took in her ample bosom.


The brassiere she wore was white and plain but that in no way lessened the attraction I felt.