’ His voice had a pathetic quality to it. ‘Something is obviously bothering you.’ He leaned back in his chair, considering whether coming to the...guidance office was a good idea. He had stood in the doorway unsure if he had the guts to enter, when Mrs. Hall saw him and roped him into her office. ‘My girlfriend is sleeping with another guy,’ he blurted. ‘Oh, Chad, that’s awful. She broke up with you?’ He didn’t answer. ‘You’ll be OK. Hey, you’re the football hero! You led the team to the league. She was on her bed naked with a vibrator, playing with herself, fucking herself hard. At the same time I was under her bed naked. I started stroking my erection, softly, silently although the noise she was making I could have gotten away without being so careful. As she was working away on herself was she thinking of me? What if I reappear from under the bed, would she just tell me to fuck her right there? What was certain my hand was on my cock because of her, because of the noises she was. My heart was jumping and I was thinking whether she will be alright after having drink. God forbid if she gets unconscious or sick, what will I do. But I just decided to go with the flow.Then we started some personal talks. She said “So, how many girlfriends do you have”. I said “I had a bad breakup 6 months ago. Nothing since then”. She said “You are such a decent and good looking guy, any girl will be happy for you”. Now I think that when girls say this line, they somehow hint that they’ll. I'm sick and tired of listening to you nag and complain. I've had all a man can take, you goddamn spoiled bitch!" His teeth were grinding in fury and his face wore an expression of bestial sadism. With a sudden movement, he grabbed her thin skirt, and yanked it hard, making the zipper give, so that he was able to rip it from her body. She lay there cowering beneath her furious husband, clad only in a thin pair of white lacy panties."Oh Mike, please don't!" Sandra whimpered, cringing against the.