We both were getting hot as we exchanged our experiences. She have been fantasizing kind of rape fantasy but it was all blurred till it happened in re...l by one of her servant. To be candid, she couldnt enjoy because of shock. She was rather taken aback but later on as she thought of it, she realized how much she enjoyed physical assault. From then onwards she fingered herself violently hundreds of time. She had simply been going out to empty the garbage when it happened… She had thought it odd. He came in and sat down at the next table and had a wine too but ignored her. I went to the bar and got a Scotch and approached her table. "Can I sit down" I asked. she said yes and that her husband had been called away so she was just going to have a wine and go back to her room. We chatted about her "hubby" (It is funny talking about yourself) and that he had just came back from Jamaica where he had been on a engineering project and had to fly up to Ottawa to finalize the deal but should be. Serge stopped her and asked if she would have a coffee with him, he is new to the complex and he would be sad for the rest of the day if she refused him. Not wanting to be the cause of anyone’s sadness especially such a gorgeous guy like him she accepted his offer. She stood waiting for him to lead the way to the local café but instead he grabbed her hand taking her back to the entrance of his building, Emma was taken aback by this. Serge assured her his was not some crazy guy and he is the. No Ian pouncing on me. No getting ravished. I didn't know if I could ever face my son again. He saw me with a wine bottle in my pussy.I buried under the covers and never wanted to crawl out again.Only, I heard him in his bedroom. The bedsprings creaked. This rhythmic sound. My head lifted. I padded to the wall, pressed my ear against it, and heard heavy breathing. I bit my lip and listened to my son masturbating.Was he thinking of me? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~July 9th, 2024 – Alysha.