.." So you are offering yourself to me so that I would not be so harsh to your brother? Several times? And all the way around if I want to?"She looked...truly shocked but after a moment she nodded. Shit, was that what I want? Am I really that kind of a person? I took a step forward and took a hold on her hands. She shivered from my touch."Trisha, I could never do that to you. Or anyone else. But you have to understand that they cannot go on like nothing has happened because too much has happened. I looked down and saw my cock sliding in and out of her slick pussy, the two of us moving together in the bright moonlight. I pulled out as much as I could, enjoying the way it looked in the flat pale light and then slowly slid back in, watching her pussy swallow the stiff pink rod, until I was again buried in her. Suddenly, I saw the flash of headlights in the distance- a mile or so down the beach. “Shit!” I said, glancing at my watch- the glowing dial showed 12:05. “What?” she asked “Beach. I knew I was in trouble from the moment I walked in - the two straight backed chairs that were normally positioned before the desk for the use of visitors had been pushed back against the rear wall so that I was forced to stand before her, my hands clasped behind my back, like a pupil before the headmistress. "Close the door, would you, Mister Jenkins?" she asked of me in neutral tones. Not wanting the world to hear my chastisement, I was only to glad to do as I was told before returning to my. Honestly it hurt like hell and I was regretting it instantly. I recall the loud disco music playing from a strip club next door and the noisy patrons carrying on. It was clear that due to this noise, nobody was going to hear us even though her room was open air.In a friendly voice, she told me to relax and not to be scared and within about 30 seconds, the pain went away and all I felt was her sliding in and out of me. I cant say that it ever felt ‘good’ but I was resigned to let it happen as we.