I’m over it, all of it. She acted like a fucking child when it was all said and done, and now...I don’t feel an ache where the hole she ripped thr...ugh my heart had been. I still feel the betrayal, you know, but..she’s not on my mind anymore.” When he utters that last sentence, his piercing eyes are resolute. It’s clear who has been on his mind. I bite my lip and am unsure what to say at first. “Well..I’m glad you’re figuring things out for yourself.” He smiles and pulls me further up his body,. I was not just moaning and groaning, I was screaming with pleasure. One of his hands began to caress my pussy. By this time I was begging to be fucked. Harry moved down my body, until his head was between my thighs. As he began sucking my clit, Harry gently pushed a thumb into my back hole. That sent me over the edge, and once again I screamed and twisted as a great orgasm overtook me “God, Harry, that was great," I gasped out, "Don’t torture me anymore, please fuck me.” He finally mounted. I felt him push against me, I tried to push him off, but he had me pinned against the rear of the car, much stronger then me, I couldn’t move, his hand now travelling down behind my skirt,to my bum feeling it thru the skirt, I was getting turned on I admit, he kissed really well, I sort of gave in lol, must have been the drink, I hardly drink, and when I do it goes straight to my head.I did mutter in his ear, “ you know this is wrong ! “ he answered “ I’m off to camp next week, no one will know. "After that, no matter what I wrote and no matter how many messages I sent, I didn't hear a word from Mike.I missed his disgusting and abusive messages so very much, but not a word from him did I receive.It was some couple of months later that my husband and I arranged to take our children and visit my parents in law for a week of the school holidays.Everything was arranged when my boss approached me and asked whether I could put my short holiday off. One of the men in the Contracts Department.