Foster Daughter Ch. 2
2006-04-04
But she was beginning to have her doubts about Jason Bennett. She had been doing everything she could to tempt him, but he never showed even the slightest interest. She never gave him a direct invitation of course; instead she did small things that could easily be explained as accidents, always mindful of the time, not wanting Margi to be around. She had found that the women of the house were always very quick to catch on to her if she risked her stunts in their presence. Margi ran her own child care center in the city, and so she usually wasn’t home until after 7 at night. Jason owned his own construction company, and set his own hours. Usually he got home in the early afternoon, and when he wasn’t working on a project, he would be home all day. Jason would get home, pull into the garage, and come into the house through the garage door, which was at the opposite end of the hall from the downstairs bedroom that belonged to Sarah. Whenever she heard his car pulling up, Sarah would quickly strip down to only her bra and underwear, leaving her door wide open. When Jason would come in through the garage door, she would be in plain site, pretending to be getting dressed. Because she was pretending that it was accidental, Sarah wouldn’t look in his direction, instead she would make a show of bending down to pull up her skirt, fixing her bra and what not. After a while she would turn to find that Jason had already gone. Where as many of her foster father’s would have made some crude comment, or at least alerted her to their presence, Jason would leave without saying a thing, Sarah never knew exactly how long he watched her, or if he even did. There were other things she did to try to get to him, but all of them seemed equally ineffective: “accidentally” brushing against him when she passed him in the house; leaning forward when she spoke to him to let him get a look down her shirt; practicing yoga in the living room where he could see her stretching and twisting in her short shorts and tight tank top, even though she had more than enough room in her bedroom; pretending to fall asleep while they watched a movie and curling up against him; skinny dipping when she knew he was home and would see her. But he never commented, never even acknowledged that these things happened. Sarah was beginning to wonder what was wrong with him.
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Maybe he’s a eunuch, she thought darkly. While Sarah was lying on her bed, pouting in frustration, Jason Bennett was driving home with a knot in his stomach. Every day he dreaded being alone with Sarah, the time before Margi got home seemed so long to him. Sarah was such a good kid, well-behaved, polite, friendly, open, and so trusting. He couldn’t believe some of the thoughts he was having about her. But he couldn’t help it! Living with her was hard, particularly because of the many “accidents” that Sarah planned for him. She was so beautiful, and she acted so grown up for a 17 year old, she seemed more like a woman than a teenager to him. But that doesn’t change the fact that she’s his foster daughter, she’s underage, and he’s married! He felt so guilty about it, because he was sure Sarah had no idea. He was totally oblivious to the fact that all of her “accidents” were well thought out plans to try to tempt him. He honestly believed that the times when he saw her changing were completely by chance. Though he knew it was wrong, whenever he walked in through the garage and found her changing, he would pause to watch, his eyes drinking in the sight of her young, firm body as she dressed. Before she turned to see him, he would slip into the living room, afraid that if he watched for too long he would forget himself and lose control. He never mentioned it, partially because he was embarrassed, and partially because he feared if she did she would start being more careful to closer her door. The times when Sarah fell asleep next to him on the couch were pure torture to him; he was barely able to stop himself from taking her as she slept. And when she accidentally brushed against his crotch in the hallway, he would get hard instantly and have to walk away quickly before she would notice.Escort Thessaloniki Escorts Thessaloniki
All the while he kept firm control over his facial expressions, never showing any sign that he felt any of these things, sure that if Sarah found out she would be repulsed and frightened. He could never imagine that these were exactly the kind of feelings that Sarah was trying to arouse in him. In his mind Sarah was a wonderful girl, far too good to ever plan something like that. Even though her life had been rough, being bounced from one foster home to the next, Sarah still managed to be a goodhearted person, and he fell for her like a love struck teenager. It wasn’t hard, considering the absence of physical love in his marriage. When he finally got home and pulled into his garage, he sat in silence for a minute, trying to compose himself before he walked inside. Though Sarah was not ALWAYS changing when he walked in, it happened often enough to where he expected it. When he finally felt he had sufficient control over himself, he walked inside. He was surprised, and a little disappointed, to see that her door was closed. For the briefest moment he was tempted to knock and see what she was up to, but he forced himself to walk to the kitchen and start making dinner. He had come home later than usual, and Margi would be getting home soon. Sarah had fallen asleep in her bed while sulking, she never heard him pull up at all. Dinner was finished by the time Margi had come home. When she had been about to wake Sarah for dinner, Jason suggested letting her sleep, saying that she was probably pretty tired, and they could always save her a plate to heat up when she woke up. The couple had their first meal alone since Sarah had come to live with them.Escort Istanbul
Margi was very happy that Jason seemed to have taken a liking to Sarah, and had yet to suggest sending her back. Margi was also quite taken with the teenage girl, though not in the same way as Jason. Margi enjoyed having another girl in the house. She took Sarah shopping often, they went out to see a movie at least once a week. Margi found in Sarah the type of female companionship she missed from her days of being single, when she had shared an apartment with a few of her girlfriends from college. Sarah didn’t like Margi, but she didn’t dislike her either. Normally she despised the woman of the house, seeing her as competition, but things weren’t that harsh with Margi. Maybe it was because she didn’t really see Margi as competition, since she knew Margi and Jason weren’t having sex. Besides, she had learned that it was easier to keep the wives in the dark if she gained their trust. After dinner, Jason and Margi decided to turn in, both heading to the master bedroom. A large, king size bed took up the far wall, directly across from it was a large bathroom that held a hot tub big enough for at least 5 people, and a large shower beside that. To the right of the bed were glass double doors that led to a balcony that overlooked the expansive backyard. The double doors were covered by two sets of curtains, one a sheer white set, and the other a thicker blue. Tonight only the sheer curtains were closed, the bedroom was illuminated by the ghostly moonlight. After changing into a long, spaghetti strapped nightgown, Margi quickly got into bed, turning off her bedside lamp and rolling on her side.Enjoy incall services with Istanbul escort service Istanbul escort service also provides you incall services through which you can go and visit the woman of your choice at her home. Istanbul escort services know that not all men are comfortable inviting a
Jason slid into bed behind her, putting his powerful arms around her and pulling her against him, spooning her from behind. Margi was nearly asleep when she felt Jason kissing the back of her neck. She tried to ignore it, figuring if she pretended to be asleep he would stop. Recently Jason had begun to pressure her a little more about her no sex rule. She had no idea it was because of the fact that their foster daughter had him in a constant state of arousal.HellasEscorts city tours in Thessaloniki and Athens
While this was happening, Margi was struggling to keep up the pretense that she was asleep. Though she couldn’t deny that she enjoyed it, she knew that if she gave in a little she would end up letting him go too far, and she wasn’t willing to do that. She hoped that once she didn’t respond he would stop. Despite what Margi was thinking, Jason had no intention of stopping. If the only way he could fuck his wife was while she was unconscious, then so be it. Once he had pulled her dress up to her waist, he slid one hand up under the front, grasping her breast in his hand and squeezing hard. In a way he was daring her to acknowledge the fact that she was awake, but she made no move. He began to move his other hand down the taut skin of her belly, down below her navel and under the material of her underwear, his hand cupping the smooth skin of her cleanly shaven cunt. At the same time his thumb circled the sensitive nipple of her breast, tracing around it with a feather light touch to tease her. His fingers inside her underwear began to slowly trace up and down her slit, slowly delving between her vaginal folds. As his fingers continued to skim along her slit, just barely inside her, he paused at her clit, rubbing it in a gentle rotating motion. Whether she wanted it or not, Margi’s body was responding and she was becoming wet, making his fingers glide with ease along her now slick pussy lips. Her excitement was feeding his own, and he slid his pajama pants off to give his hard cock the freedom it demanded. Margi couldn’t keep up the pretending anymore, it was obvious her husband was going to continue even though he knew how she felt about this. She could feel his arousal against the back of her thighs, and she feared if she didn’t stop him now she would be unable to stop him at all.escort services thessaloniki
“J-Jason…please stop that…”Jason ignored her plea, groaning into her ear as he pressed his blood-engorged cock against the naked flesh of her thighs. His fingers paused in their exploration of his wife’s cunt as he took a moment to force her underwear down her legs until they finally slipped to her ankles. “Jason, stop this,” Margi said, her voice more firm and forceful as she attempted to hide the fact that she was starting to feel a tinge of panic. The times when Jason had tried to talk her into having sex, he had done just that, talk. He would touch her, and beg, but he never went this far. His boldness was beginning to worry her. Grabbing a fist full of his wife’s blonde hair, Jason pulled her head back at a sharp angle. “And what if I don’t?” he asked, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke. He meant it to be teasing, but his voice sounded harsh even to his own ears. He slid his free hand down between her thighs, forcing her to lift her leg as he positioned his lengthening cock along her cunt lips from behind. He began to rock his hips back and forth, sliding his dick through the moisture that was gathering there, though he didn’t enter her yet. “You can’t do that, that’s rape,” Margi whispered fearfully. She tried to force her legs closed again, but Jason was stronger than she, and he easily managed to keep her legs open for him. “Rape?” Jason repeated. “Rape?!” he began to get angry.Pornstars escorts, Pornescorts
He got up, shoving his wife underneath him, pinning her flat against the bed as he forced his way between her legs. “You’re my WIFE! My fucking WIFE!” he hissed, his face contorted in a mask of anger. “This is my marital right!” As he ranted down at her his cock was pressed between her wet vaginal lips, but he still held back from forcing his way into her. His wife began to cry beneath him, not even bothering to resist. She began to shake violently as her body was racked with sobs. Her hands went up to cover her face. “H-h-how c-could y-you?” she stammered through her tears, sounding for all the world like a hurt child who was struggling to stop crying. She gasped and hiccupped between words, her chest heaving wildly. “I thought y-y-y-ou lo-oved me! Ho-ow c-could you do somethi-ing like this to s-someone you LOVE?!”Unable to speak anymore, she continued to cry helplessly, tears streaming from her eyes and down the sides of her cheeks. Seeing his wife, the woman he loved, in such a state finally got through to Jason. Neither his anger, nor his arousal diminished, but the feeling of guilt was greater then both. He would never be able to forgive himself if he raped his wife. But at the same time he resented her more than ever, for pushing him this far. Without a word he got off of the bed, pulling his pajama pants back up, and stalked out of the room. He would sleep downstairs on the couch tonight, leaving Margi to cry herself to sleep.pornactress honey demon stefanie parker slovakia escort ciara bugatti escort boys escort irina escort girls dubai
Sarah awoke and was instantly alert, without any traces of grogginess. She lay still, listening for what had woken her up. Above her she heard the sound of heavy footsteps crossing the second floor, and then the louder sound of someone coming down the stairs. She knew immediately it was Jason, only he was big enough to make that much noise as he walked through the house. She got up slowly, trying not to make noise. She changed quickly into one of her old oversized t-shirts that she liked to wear to bed. As she got older the oversized t-shirt seemed smaller and smaller. When she had first got it, it had reached just below her knees. Now it fit more like a miniskirt, barely reaching mid thigh. Once the sound of Jason’s movements in the house stopped, it sounded like he had gone towards the living room, Sarah peeked her head out of her room, thankful that the door didn’t creak loudly. The house was still dark, the only light was the moonlight coming in through the windows, which was enough to see by, so she cautiously made her way out into the hall. She walked slowly towards the living room, not seeing him in there, and so she went passed into the kitchen. “What are you doing up?” a strained voice came from behind her, making her jump. She turned to see Jason sprawled out on the couch. She hadn’t seen him at first because the back of the couch had hid him from view.bayan escort istanbul, bayan escort arama, bayan escort ara
“I thought I heard something,” she explained in her normal soft tone, a sweet voice she reserved for when she was in Jason’s presence. “It woke me up, so I came out to look. ”Jason took one look at her and then forced himself to stare up at the ceiling, pulling one of the couch pillows into his lap.-
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