Meat the Neighbours

The juices dripped down her chin. The succulent meat was chewed and savoured carefully until it deliciously hit the back of her throat and was swallowed. This was washed down by a big gulp of red wine.

Mary smile coyly at the man opposite her. He was clearly enjoying his food as much as she was. His name was Tom, or Tim, she couldn't remember which. She had met so many of her conquests online and sort of, lost track of who they were. After meeting in public, she always asked for them for dinner at her place for the second date. They were always willing, men had simple pleasures.

After dinner there was mild flirting and heavy petting. More wine followed this with a scary movie. This always got the juices flowing. After a while the gore seemed to do the trick. Mary feigned being scared so well she got him worked up in no time. This was the part of the night she was waiting for. She turned off the movie and suggested they retire to the bedroom.

This man was in for the night of his life. She began the lovemaking ritual. Removing his clothes, kissing his rippled chest. She liked the muscle on a man. When they were both naked, she suggested the foreplay move into the shower. Of course, he agreed.

All was going to plan when they entered the shower. She was fortunate enough to have a wet room. The shower was turned on, and the room became filled with pouring water and hot steam. They recommenced the intimacy. She took from him her pleasure and gave him his. At the point of his climax, she grabbed the knife.

The warm clear water became a dirty visceral red as his blood washed away down the drain. He struggled, but he was weakened from ejaculation and fading rapidly.

Mary released herself from his still throbbing erection, stood back and watched as the life drained from his eyes. When she was sure he had passed, her real work began. Steady as a trained high wire walker, she went to the kitchen and retrieved her tools.  

Returning to the wet room she began to carve. The best meat was on the arms and legs, but she had a liking for the ribs. The fillets of meat would keep her going for a good while. She carefully place the meat into freezer bags and started to move it to her deep freeze. The bones and fat were placed into black bin bags and distributed into bins scattered across the town. The bins would be collected tomorrow so no one would know.

There was plenty of meat on this one. She assured herself that this would be the last one. Of course she had already said this at least twenty times before.