She felt bad about it instantly.“Why?” he asked.“I don’t want to hurt your feelings,” she said.“I don’t want to marry you either, Darlin...,” he said, using the language they had gotten used to over the last seventy-two hours.She realized he was just being honest too.“Our lives are too different,” she said. “Our interests are different.” She frowned. “If I could, I’d make love to you every day, but I don’t think of you as a potential husband. Is that strange?”“I understand completely,” he said.. I was in a very uncomfortable situation.Later that night I jerked 3 times thinking about Pinky. The next day was Sunday and Pinky’s hubby and kids were out. Hubby was on a tour and daughter and son were in another city. I knew this because my mom used to tell me all the things happening in the building.I went down to pay the maintenance bill and in the same room were CCTV recordings. I had the keys to the room as my mom was the building’s secretary. So I decided to go to the room at midnight. I could feel his hard cock press against my ass as heunbuttoned my shirt and tie and pulled them off. He slowly pushed his hipsagainst me as he pinched my nipples and kissed and gently bit my neck."You little slut," he whispered in my ear as he continued to rub againstmy ass. "Spread those legs." I whimpered as I spread my legs as ordered.Sally stuck his finger in my mouth. "Suck." I sucked on his index finger,tonguing it and wiggling my ass against him. I had turned into a bottomslut and was. He stood a good foot taller than me. Turned to face him with false bravado I raised both my fist. He laughed and pulled his hand back by his head. His hand was open like he was going to back hand me. I cowered down in fear.I was backed up to the center of the stinking nasty room. I realized what his intentions were. My heart was already racing, then it felt as if would explode. I couldn't stop what was coming next. A large, long, fat shape shown through his baggy gray pants. It was massive.