” “Mrs Williams,” Travis takes her out stretch hand and lowers his head and gently kiss her on the back of her hand. The feeling of his soft l...ps on her skin sends shocks through her body; she pulls her hand back in surprise, hoping neither her husband nor Travis had noticed her reaction. “Mr Johnson, I hope everything with tonight’s meal was to your liking?” she says referring to their earlier confrontation in the kitchens. “Please call me Travis,” his voice is soft, and he looks deeply. I wondered if he could see how hurt I was inside as he said those words. My eyes started to well up with tears as he dropped his pants and boxers. "Suck it like the whore you are," he commanded as he pushed me to my knees on the entry rug and put his dick in my face. I knelt there stunned, looking up at him. "Why are you doing this?" My voice was just as shaky as my body was. "Isn't this how you like to be treated, Jackie? Because Brad talked all summer long about how he fucked you on prom. Forexample in 8th grade we set fire to a garbage caninside the school. He lit the match. It was a warmspring day and it enabled us to enjoy the sun forabout an hour. We never got caught for that andusually any of the other incidents. Hey, we were onlysuspended once.But at this time we were just out of high school andabout to enter our freshman year at college and wewere just hanging out not knowing where to go. Thegood news about college was that we were going to thesame school and also we were. It was pushing hard against her leg. He started to move his hips rhythmically against the inside of her thigh. His right hand moved down her body and cupped her left breast through the Navy blue material. He squeezed tight enough for her to take a deep breath; but it was obvious there was no pain, only pleasure. He grabbed it between his thumb and index finger and pinched with enough force to make it even harder. He knew right then he had to explore further. Only now he would do so with his.