CONSEQUENCES, Pt.4

It was nearly 10PM and I was finishing up some online school work and a university app when I got the text. ‘Danny…this has to stop.’ It read. ‘when did u plan 2 stop with lover-boy?’ I sent back.

Sarah sighed. Don was in his room, doing schoolwork, and her boyfriend wouldn’t be home for another hour. “Danny, please,” she texted, “You know this must end, I’m begging you.”

Acknowledging she was right would give her power, and that wasn’t going to happen, yet I knew I had to give her a glimmer of hope, because she was getting very desperate. ‘tomorrow’ I simply texted, and tossed the phone aside.

***

Sarah’s boyfriend gave her a quick kiss and was out the door. He was off to the gym for a morning workout with his guys, and he would meet her for lunch. She was having real pangs of guilt as of late. It was one thing to be forced to give up her body as she was doing, but it was something altogether worse to be enjoying it. She hadn’t offered herself to him for more than a week, and it was all due to her own personal greed. But she kept a good face for him, letting him squeeze her butt and breasts before he left.

I smiled as I watched the car back out of the drive, then go up the street. He had his gym bag, so that meant time. Best part was, Don was gone too. I crossed the street, thru the neighbor’s yard, and hopped the fence, then texted ‘@ ur patio door’

‘Ah SHIT’ Sarah thought. Her stomach knotted, but she knew she had to answer it, and fast. ‘He must have cut thru the neighbor’s yard, thank goodness they’re at work.’ She thought, as went quickly to the back and opened the door for Danny Goddard. “Danny, what the hell are you doing/you want to get caught?” she exclaimed.

I just grinned and said “Shut up Sarah.” Seeing her look of indignation made me hard. She was wearing a robe, which she had tightened when letting me in. I grabbed the sash and tugged it saying “Come on woman, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” Tugging the robe and letting it fall to the floor I saw she was wearing only a T-shirt and some cotton panties & commented “Thought I told you I only wanted you in satin & lace.”

“that’s only when I am putting up with you, and don’t tell me to shut up in my own home, Mister.” Sarah snapped back.

I chuckled…then grabbed Sarah by her arm and, tossing a pillow over the arm of her couch, bent her over it.