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Cindy Violated(9)
Author: Viktor Redreich

I found myself pushing my hips back up to meet him. I needed this. I could already imagine what it would be like to have him inside me. How good it would feel to have him fill me, all the way up to the hilt. Bent over in front of him, using me like I was good for nothing else--this was what I had been made for, I could see that now. I had no intention of denying that truth any further.

He slipped his hand down between my thighs, but I brushed it away. I wasn’t ready for that, not quite yet. I might have been able to talk a big game inside my head, but I needed more advice on what I was meant to do when that part of it came up--I didn’t want to make an ass of myself. And besides, when I pulled back and saw the raw, unrealized lust in his face, I knew I had made the right choice. It made me feel so powerful, knowing that this man wanted me so much, so deeply, so helplessly, and that I was denying him.

"Not yet," I breathed, and he moved his hand to my waist and kissed me once again, respecting my choice.

I wasn’t sure how long we were there making out. He got rougher, moving his hands over my body, groping and grabbing and feeling every part of me he could, and I didn’t stop him. It was like a drug, being wanted that much. I was finally beginning to understand why people became so hooked on it. Maybe it was just because I had denied for so long, but I could already feel something blooming inside me, something I knew I wasn’t going to be able to shake so easily ...

"Cindy?”

I heard a voice, and I pulled back at once, as though I had been caught in the act. Glancing around, I saw Donna sticking her head out of the bar, looking for me. The man moved back from me, and I touched my mouth to find my lips swollen.

"I’ve got to go," I told him, and he slipped his hand over my waist.

"But you’ll be back, right?" he asked.

I shrugged. It was as though my feet were hardly touching the ground, as though I was floating a few inches above the earth. I loved the way it felt. He wanted me, and I was making the choice to walk away from this. I could see how people got hooked on this sensation, on the power that came with calling dominion over their own bodies.

"Maybe," I replied, and I blew him a kiss before I turned and headed back inside the bar.

I could smell his aftershave all over me, and I liked it. But I knew that he wasn’t going to be the last random man I made out with while I was on this trip. No, he was just the start of a long line. I couldn’t wait to see who else I could find to give me what I needed next.

 

 

Chapter 5

 

 

This is wrong

 

 

I lay there on my bed, staring at the ceiling. There was something distracting me, and I was doing my best to ignore it. But I wasn’t sure how much longer I could manage to keep it down before it came bursting out of me.

Ever since that night at the bar with Donna, it felt like a dam had burst and everything I’d been trying to keep in was flooding out. I couldn’t stop it. I had made out with that guy, and when I had woken up the next day … nothing had happened. The world hadn’t caved in. My life wasn’t over. Nobody was beating down my door to tell me what a slut I was. The only thing I had to show for that night was the slightly fuzzy head from a couple of beers and the feeling that I should have done more while I’d still had the chance.

Donna was out of town for the day, visiting a friend a few hours away by car. She had offered to bring me along, but I had still been too exhausted from the night before to lift my head from the pillow and turned her down. She shrugged and went on her way. Now, it was just Thom and I, alone in the house once more. Not that I was giving that any thought, of course.

I think the reason I had gone for the older man the day before was that he reminded me a little of Thom--he had that distinguished air, that cool, collected nature that spoke to his confidence, and his certainty. When I had been making out with him, I could almost convince myself that it had been Thom there, instead. And that was pretty exciting.

There had always been something about Thom. Something in the way he moved around the house like he knew he was the most important person there. He and Donna had lived there by themselves for years after the divorce and her mother dropped out of the picture. He’d had to take care of everything himself. He worked, he cleaned, he cooked. It was his domain. All of it. That meant, in theory, I was his domain, too.

Maybe there was more than a little hint of the urge to get back at Donna for what she had done with Andrew. I had tried not to let it bother me, but how could it not? This was the man who had been part of my life for nearly seven years and he had slept with someone other than my mother. In the room next to mine, no less! And with a girl who was my age! It was just wrong on so many levels. And if Donna thought I was going to let her get away with doing something so devious, she had another thing coming.

Besides, the feel of that man getting hard against my hip had flicked a switch inside of me. I hadn’t wanted to do it right there, right then, with him, but it had confirmed to me I needed to feel a man take me like that if I was ever going to shake all that from my head. And why would I bother heading out to a bar again when a man I wanted to do that with was right here in the house?

That was all I could think about as I stared at the ceiling, my head buzzing, my heart pounding in my chest. Thom was just across the hall, doing some work on his computer in his office. I could still remember the way he’d looked at me when he’d seen me in that dress. He wanted me then. The question was, did he still want me?

I peeled myself off the covers and took a deep breath. I mustered some of the energy that had made me feel so very powerful the night before and went to the mirror propped up next to the door. I fluffed out my hair and rolled up the hem of my skirt to show off a little more leg. What was it that Donna had said? Men liked it when you played innocent. Well, I was going to see if that particular tactic was going to have any effect on her dear father …

I had carefully cleaned my face of the make-up Donna had helped me apply the night before, but I still felt as though I was carrying some of that energy into today. The girl that had made out with that man was still there inside me, and I just had to figure out if I required a couple of beers to coax her out, or if I had found a way to do it on command.

I slowly made my way over to his office, my heart pounding fast. What if I just made a fool of myself? Maybe he would laugh in my face or think I was joking or kick me out of the house for daring to so much as suggest such a thing. Would my mother be mad or happy about that? Knowing I had given up my uptight ways and replaced them with something far sluttier? I hoped I wouldn’t have to find out.

I hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door. No point in holding back, right? I just had to go in there and try and see what happened. I could always just say he had been misreading the signals or something if it went wrong. Mustering up my courage, I knocked again. A moment later, I heard him moving around inside. All right, it was now or never--I sincerely hoped it was now.

He opened the door and smiled. He was wearing a pair of glasses, but he took them off and rubbed his eyes as he spoke, "Cindy, is everything okay?”

"Everything’s fine," I replied. "I just thought you could use a little break from work, that’s all.”

"Oh?”

"Because I’m bored," I admitted.

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