So it’s not a charity situation. The two floors in between us are completely sound proofed. So don’t worry about mother hearing. My father is in...Europe for the next month on business. With her compliments” she hands me a ¾ full glass. Pours her own. Then we silently toast and touch glasses. After a healthy sip I then asked.“With HER compliments?”“Yes of course; how do you think I got into this? I just finished with the hose and garter when I heard you in the hall” She disrobes and strikes. I was thinking though, your bottom looks awfully red. Is it sore?” Tears welled again and I said a wet “yes, it is.” “Thought so. Anyway, don’t worry about me on little bit.” I was dying to say I won’t be worrying about you at all, when Mother moved in to position. I could see her legs, she raised her skirt slightly as she bent her knee, I could make out the movement of her arm and then heard the whoosh of the strap, felt the leather bite home, the pain spread. ”That’s what I thought to myself.“Fuck her.”“Fuck her drama.”“Fuck her bullshit.”“Fuck her lies.”“Fuck all of it.”I didn’t need her.I didn’t need anyone.I was Carter.I was rich.I was powerful.I was the sex God.At the moment, I had my cock buried to the hilt up Wendy’s ass. The petite blond girl did have anal experience, but that didn’t stop her from screaming at the top of her lungs while I sodomized her.Luckily, Jamie had a way of shutting her up.Candace left me. Fuck her. I shut off her. I gathered all the composure I could muster and accepted, then tripped getting of the bike and fell into her out stretched arms, held her in that embrace and looked into those pools of green eyes for what seemed an hour then she kissed me and I kissed her back our tongues battled and explored, our lips sucked and she nibbled on my lip; which to this day blows my mind, we broke the kiss and she led me by the hand into her flat. As we enter her small but neat flat she turns one small.