Sally. Part 1

Intro: This is my first story, be gentle. This is based on real life characters but is obviously a fantasy of mine and not true. Its a story about rape. If you dont like that kind of thing then dont read it.



My name is Sally. I’m 34 year old mother and faithful wife. I’m thin, athletic and
according to my son, I am referred to as the neighborhood MILF.

I still can’t believe this happened to me. I feel like writing about it will help
me come to terms with what was done to me and also what I did. This is not the first
time I was raped but that will be a story for another time.

My husband and son had left for the entire weekend on a camping trip which they go
on every year. They would be gone for 4 days and I usually used this time to relax
and have some alone time for myself.

They had left earlier that morning and I had woke up late since I didn’t have
a husband or a son to care for. I had just got out of the shower when the doorbell rang.
I wrapped a robe around myself and a towel around my head since I was still wet from
showering. I was nude underneath the robe except for my panties.

When I answered the door, it was Jay one of my sons friends. Jay was my sons age.He was
16 played on the basketball team with my son. Jay and my son had become close friends
once they began playing basketball together. I had given him a ride home a couple
of times after practice because his mother had done the same for my son. I knew he had a
crush on me, I thought it was cute and honestly, it made me feel good about myself.
The few times I gave him a ride home, he asked me if I worked out and how I kept in such
good shape.”Yes, I do work out” I told him. “When you get to be my age you need to stay
active.”He was sweet and told me I looked like I was in my twenties and that if I was
younger and he was a bit older, he would have taken me away from my husband.
I just laughed at that and thanked him for the compliment.

I noticed a few times when he was over at the house he would stare at me. He would check
out my ass or try to sneak a glance down my shirt, but I never said anything and neither
did he. I just figured it was teenage hormones. I was positive my son was doing the
same thing to someone else’s hot mom or sister. They were teen boys after all and sex
is all they thought about.

When I opened the door I greeted him. Jay was tall for being 16, I guess that’s why
he was on the basketball team. He was already 6 foot, and probably 150 pounds
of young muscle. His hair was short and dark and he was good looking. I knew he would
break a few hearts in his lifetime. I was just 5’3 and 110 pounds. I was fit and firm
for being 35 years old but I felt like a little girl when I stood next to him.

“Hay Jay! What are you doing here? I thought you knew Kevin and his Dad are away for
week?”

“Yeah I know. I uh, left something here for school. I was hoping I could run up
and grab it.” he said back to me. He didn’t try to hide the fact that he was looking
at my figure through my skimpy silk robe. Since I didn’t have a bra on, my nipples
were pressing through the silk and pointing right at him. My robe ended high on my
thighs and he moved his eyes down to look at my bare legs.

This was the first opportunity that I took to remind him that I was a married mother.
“Earth to Jay. Its not polite to stare at me like that you know? What do you think Jay
would say or my husband? Why don’t you run upstairs and get what you came for.” I told him

“Sorry, Sally its just that…” He didn’t have to finish his sentence. I finished it for
him.I had heard it 100 times before.
“I know, im so hot. I get it Jay.” I laughed at him and shook my head but the compliment
brought a smile to my face. He ran upstairs and I retreated to the kitchen and put
on a pot of coffee. After that I retreated to my bedroom. I put on deodorant and a light
shade of pink lipstick. I figured Jay was gone by now and went back into the kitchen
to drink my coffee. I was still in my silk robe and I didn’t want Jay to get another free
look at my half naked figure. I called out, “Jay?” before exiting my bedroom.
When he did not answer I figured he was gone.

As I poured myself a cup of coffee I felt him move behind me. Before I could turn around
his arms were around my waist. I screamed in shock as he lifted me off my feet. I heard
a crash as the cup I was holding broke on the floor.

“Jay.what are you doing?” I yelled.
“Shut the fuck up and relax if you know what’s good for you!” he commanded me.
“Jay what the fuck do you want?” I asked him but then I knew. He dropped me back
to the floor and pressed his large body against my own and smashed me up against the
kitchen counter. He breathed heavily down onto the back of my neck as his hands began
feeling my hips through my small silk robe. He ran his hands down and squeezed my ass
and then back up over my hips.

He moaned in pleasure as he molested me against the counter.
“You’re so fucking hot. Your body is so tight. I want you so bad!” he whispered to me
I was in shock and could form no words. He continued to run his hands up and down my
ass. My eyes were wide open as was my mouth. I couldn’t believe what was happening, but I tried to
remain calm. “Ok Jay, that’s enough!” I said firmly but he seemed not to hear me.

He continued to squeeze my ass through my silk and then ran his hand underneath my robe
near my thighs. When I felt his fingers slip past my panties I panicked. I wriggled
and tried to squirm out of his grip but his 150 pound frame had me pinned against
the counter.. He continued to have his way with me and moaned in delight as he felt
my body. When his hand began to move around towards the front near my pussy I screamed
my lungs out.