Travis's laundry had piled up between school, work, and an attempt to carry on a social life. This didn't allow for the cleanest apartment so getting home from work he called off his plans for the night, and was determined to take the evening to catch up. At 28 and single nobody seemed to have too much of an expectation for a neat and tidy home, but he was resolute in getting organized! He sorted his dirty clothes piled up the first load and made for the laundry room, and while the basket was heavy it wasn't really a problem for Travis at 6'3" 240 pounds and a regular gym rat he was strong, and while he didn't exactly have a six pack abs his arms and chest were fairly well developed with strong lean legs he would say he was a pretty good looking guy. Hoisting the basket and beginning his decent down the stairs he couldn't wait to get all this shit done.
Turning the corner he approached the club house slash pool area, and could hear faint talking but couldn't make out what was being said. Then Travis heard a woman's voice it was soft and quiet just above a whisper really but he heard the words very distinctly.
"Please don't, I don't have any money. Please take my watch or my necklace, anything just please don't hurt me." The girl's voice was shaking; Travis turned the corner slowly wanting to the survey the scene before making himself known. He saw a girl probably no older than 21 or 22 slowly trying to back away from what looked to be two skinny ghetto-fabulous knuckle heads, their pants were half way down their asses and the oversized t-shirts hung damn near to their ankles. The taller of the two rushed forward grabbing her in a forced hug he pulled her tightly to him and stared down at her. Travis still stood back, he didn't want her to be hurt, but he also didn't want to give up the element of surprise to quickly. The shorter grade school dropout stood with his back to Travis, and he could see the knife held in his right hand. He glanced over at the taller delinquent and determined he was unarmed from what he could see.
"Money ain't what we after bitch!" The taller one said looking down at his victim. "This jus ain't your night, but it sure as hell is gonna be ours".
With that he reached down cupping both her ass cheeks in is greasy hands, he squeezed her pajama bottom covered butt. It was obviously that this was not a caress by any stretch of the imagination as she cried out in pain, and tried to push away with both hands placed firmly on his chest. Travis could take no more he had to make his move now while the shorter one was distracted by the scene playing out in front of him. Travis ran full steam ahead aiming his shoulder to connect squarely in the back of the short little fucker. With an audible exhale of air the short would be rapist flew head first into the pool, and the knife sailed into the bushes close by.
"What the fuck! Who the fuck are you bitch?" The taller dumbass must have been startled because he jumped back about 3 feet, and released his victim. She ran over to the lit area about 10 feet away.
Travis tossed his cell phone to her "call the cops, hurry". With his eyes turned toward her Travis couldn't help but notice her beauty. She was maybe 5'6" with wavy brown hair, and the tank top she wore showed off her slender arms and perfect neck. He also glanced and found while her body was slender and toned her ample chest stuck out to reveal a plentiful amount of cleavage, and with the chill of the night air and the current situation she shook making her beautiful tits tremble causing Travis to be distracted for a moment. Then he saw it out of the corner of his eye the taller assailant lunging for him, he snapped his arm up connecting his fist square in the face of his would be attacker. Staggering backwards and blinded by pain Travis saw his opportunity to end this situation quickly. Throwing his fist fast he smashed the punk at least 5 more times leveling him, and leaving him unconscious on the cold cement. He heard water splashing behind him spinning he threw his foot forward connecting with the shorter boys chest causing him to snap back and hit his head on the concrete. With both men unconscious he approached the girl; she was still shaking, but able to speak into the phone with the 911 operator. She relayed the events of the last few minutes, and hanging up the phone and handing it back to Travis she said.
"Oh my god thank you, I c-c-can't even imagine what would have happened if you hadn't did what you did."
"Really it was nothing I'm just glad you're ok." Travis replied looking down into her eyes, and he couldn't help but notice the piercing eyes staring back at him.
She crossed her arms in front of her trying to get some warmth back into her body. "NOTHING, are you kidding you might have just saved my life there is no way I could ever repay you."
"There is no reason to repay me anything I'm just glad I showed up when I did. Are you hurt? You're shaking you must be freezing; here." Reaching in his laundry basket he pulled out a blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders. Standing close to her to wrap the blanket around her he could smell the sweet vanilla body spray she must have applied before her venture to the laundry room, and the beautiful scent along with her stunning good looks his head swooned. Their eyes locked for just a moment longer than a normal glance, and smiling they broke their eyes just in time to hear the sirens turning the corner into the complex.
"OVER HERE" Travis yelled waving his arms in the air to catch the cop cars attention. Turning back to the stunning girl they locked eyes again. "By the way my name is Travis" he pushed his hand out slowly to shake hers.
"I'm Alexis but everyone calls me Lexi." She looked at his hand and with not knowing what came over her she jumped into his arms her face in his chest and her arms around his back she held on tight. Travis was taken aback by how forward she was, but sensing her need to be comforted he held her close.
"Ya know attacking me like that I should have yelled FIRE! Or something." He realized how inappropriate his joke was, but not until after it had spewed from his mouth. She looked up into his eyes again, and the trembling lips broke into a smile and laughter erupted from her.
"That's not funny asshole" she said jokingly releasing her arms she punched him in the arm still chuckling. The cops were hauling away the 2 douche bags and after collecting Lexi's and Travis's statement Lexi turned towards Travis "I know there is no way I can ever repay you, but maybe I can reward you with a beer."
"Absolutely!" Travis replied. They walked in the direction of his apartment so he could drop off is laundry and proceeded to Lexi's place a building away. They walked in the door and she tossed her keys on the kitchen counter, and interlocking her arms in his she led him into the living room pointed to the couch, and as soon as his ass touched the couch she scampered into the kitchen and returned with 2 frosty beers. Handing one to Travis and taking a pull off her own she sat down next to Travis close enough for their knees to touch.
"So Travis when you're not pulling off the Batman routine what do you do" she asked trying to make small talk, and break the crazy uncomfortable ice building in the room.
"Well I work in a restaurant, I'm the manager of a fairly upscale place" their eyes met again. "And you damsel in distress?"
"I work part time doing the retail thing, and doing school on the off days." It was now starting to get more awkward, and they both knew it.
Travis leaned in and Lexi met him half way and they're lips met, and at first it was light almost nonexistent, but quickly turned into a heated exchange as their tongues lashed at each other caressing, gliding against each other. She quickly swung her leg over his and was now straddling his lap; all traces of trauma seemed to wash away when she pushed herself hard into his crotch. She could feel him growing against her, and by the swelling she felt she knew he was above average downstairs, and as her excitement built she lost the last inhibition and decided she needed this.... NOW!
