The Devils Deflower

(All characters are over the age of 18)



He sighted her from across the street drinking a cup of coffee. As he got closer he eyed the pretty young woman. She was wearing a fitted sweater over her sports bra along with black yoga pants that conformed around her cute butt.

Natalie held a sweet smile as he greeted her. He apologized for being late as she stood up to hug him. “You look amazing.” He said. “Thank you, It’s so good to see you.” She replied in a sweet voice. She just moved to the big city for college and she ran into him at the local farmers market the other day. She first met Mr. Pierce in one of her junior high art classes. He inspired and encouraged her to pursue a career in art. He was a confident down to earth guy who had a passion for painting and photography. He was an average looking guy a little on the slimmer side. His beanie covered his lengthy dark hair with a slight hint of grey. His deep, dark brown eyes gave him a mysterious appearance. He was always man of a few words.

He was astonished how beautifully she had grown. He couldn’t help but catch a few glances at her delicate features. Natalie’s toned flat stomach partially revealed under her unzipped hoodie. Her sports bra concealed her perky rounded breast that had developed into full cups. More than a handful could handle. Her long black hair tied behind her high cute cheek bones and large slanted eyes followed by lengthy lashes. Her pale, peculiar, exotic beauty came from her mixed Japanese, Portuguese-American blood. He had not seen her since she was just a child and now she had developed into a young woman. He felt guilty as he undressed his former student with his eyes.

The two had been sitting there for a few hours engaged in deep conversation. Natalie’s timid, sweet personality matured over the years with confidence. It was a big turn on even though he saw right through her slight hesitation. She felt so comfortable around him she had forgotten to zip up her sweater.

Natalie sighed as she pulled out her phone to check the time. “I have to get going soon, I have a date.” she complained. She didn’t want to leave but Mr. Pierce insisted he had to get going as well. They were so busy chatting, they lost track of the time. “I’ll walk with you since I’m heading the same direction.” They coincidently lived a few blocks within each other. Mr. Pierce relocated to the city a few years ago after receiving a teaching position at the university.

The city was a large lonely place. Mr. Pierce and Natalie began to meet for coffee more frequently. They had a lot in common and kept each other company. They critiqued each other’s paintings and her school work as well. Mr. Pierce was full of insight as he shared his knowledge with her. Natalie trusted him always eagerly listening with her full attention. It also made him feel important and he liked it. He helped her reach a deeper creative side as she excelled to the top ranks in her class. At the same time, Mr. Pierce’s attraction grew stronger for Natalie over the last few months. She could’ve been the same age as his daughter if he had one. She was the only thing on his mind for the last few weeks. She was just an amazing woman. Natalie became more comfortable around him as well.

Mr. Pierce’s obsession grew stronger. He started experiencing jealousy and anxiety every time she talked about other guys. He felt bitter and It had to stop. He began to keep his distance and try to avoid her texts and calls. It was hard task since she messaged him quite often. He didn’t respond very much and it started to become just a little easier as time went by.

One evening he heard a soft knock on his door. It was Natalie. He hesitated, slowly opened the door as she stood there in a white shimmery evening dress. “Hey Nat.” He spoke softly, letting her in. She held a smile that instantly turned to a saddened look as she wrapped her arms around him. With confusion, Mr. Pierce’s was unsure how to react and he kept quiet. He disliked seeing her unhappy.

“He broke it off…” She mumbled. There was a long pause of silence. “And where have you been? how come you weren’t picking up my calls?” Unsure of what to say “I’m sorry… I don’t know.” He responded. “What happened?” He asked curiously. “He moved too fast, I wasn’t ready…” She replied timidly. A little unsure of what she meant he left it at that. He always thought some things were better left not knowing. His hands grazed her back holding her in his arms as she continued to hug him tightly.

She looked around his spacious apartment with high ceilings. A large panel window with a full view of the city and its beautiful lights gleaming.