J. Watson: Raped teacher

"Boss," she said. "There's a boy over there with a roll of bills big enough to choke a horse."

"Yeah? Which one?"

"That country-looking boy over by the door."

Her boss peered into the darkness and saw the boy sitting at a table and sipping his drink. A smile came across his face.

"Judi," he said. "Do you think you can get him to step outside with you?"

"Hell," Judi said. "The way he was staring at my tits I could get him to go anywhere with me."

"Good," he said. "Get him in the alley in five minutes."

"Okay," Judi said. "But I get a percentage."

"Sure, baby," he said, patting her hip. "I'll get you all that you need."

Judi went back to the bar and got another drink for him. She walked back to Jeff's table and leaned across so that her titties rested on the table near his hand.

"I thought you might be running out," she said. "Yes," Jeff said, giving her another dollar. "I was getting kind of low."

Jeff had a hard-on. He couldn't help it. He was reeling at the smell of her perfume, and he wanted to bury his face in her sweet-smelling hair. He wondered how tight she would be.

"Can I sit down?" Judi asked.

"Sure," Jeff said quickly.

Judi slipped into the seat beside him. She saw the bulge in his trousers and she smiled. This was really a rube. She looked at the clock on the wall. In two minutes she would take him to the alley.

"This your first trip to the city?" Judi asked.

"Yes," Jeff admitted.

"I thought so."

She leaned close so that her pert tits rubbed against his arm. A look came to his eyes that made Judi think he was going to grab her and rape her right there. She drew back in alarm, but he controlled himself.

Judi kept thinking about how good that roll, of bills looked. She could live for a nice long time on a cut of that.

"What's your name?" Judi asked.

"Jeff," he said.

"Well, Jeff," she said. "How about your coming up to my place for another drink?"

Jeff couldn't believe his luck. This pretty brunette girl looked and smelled so good. He would be willing to go almost anywhere with her. He stood up quickly, hoping that his hard-on wasn't too evident.

"Well," she said. "I take it that you accept."

Judi took his arm and led him toward the back door. She knew the routine only too well. As soon as she opened the door, her boss would step out of the shadows, along with another man. They would both be carrying clubs. She would hold onto his arm tightly so that he couldn't move away. It worked every time.

Except this time.

They hadn't been aware of Jeff's fantastic strength. He had worked from the time he was a little boy and it was hard work. When he wanted to show off, he could bend metal with his hands.

The door closed and the two men came out of the shadows at him.

Judi made a futile attempt to hang onto his arm, but he shook her off easily.

He caught her boss by the throat and shook him like a puppy. He hit the other man in the throat and the man went down making gurgling noises.

He turned and caught Judi's arm before she could run away.

"We were going up to your room," he said. "I can't," Judi said. "I don't have a room around here. You see, I'm a married woman."

Both men were on the ground and groaning. Boss had a bad color to his face. The other man started to throw up.

"Then you just wanted me to come out here so that they could get me?"

"I…" Judi started. "That is, I…"

"Tell me the truth!"

Jeff was angry. More angry than he'd ever been in his life. He had liked the pretty girl. He had liked and trusted her.

He took both her arms and squeezed them together. Pain went through Judi.

"Yes!" Judi cried. "Yes, I did!"

"And he's your husband?" Jeff asked.

"No," Judi said. "Not him. My husband works as a bartender."

"The one inside?"

"Then he knew what you were coming out here to do?" Jeff questioned.

"Yes," Judi admitted.

"Then he won't care if I take my reward."

"What do you mean?" Judi asked. "You. I want you. Or I'm going to leave you like I just left them."

Judi searched the country youngster's face and she found he meant what he said. She would have to trade her body for her good health. Judi shrugged. She knew she deserved anything he gave her.

"Okay," Judi said.

"You'd better get your coat," he said. He caught her arm again. "And Judi. If you don't come back out, I'll come in. And then you really will be in trouble."

Jeff watched her go and he breathed a sigh. He let the anger go out of him. He looked back at the two men. The boss still lay where he had fallen. The other man had managed to drag himself away.

Jeff knew Judi wouldn't call the police. She knew what stories Jeff could tell if she did. She might try to escape. Probably she would. Jeff didn't know if he really cared or not.

"I'm ready," she said, coming out a few moments later, wrapped in a thick coat.

"What did you tell your husband?" Jeff asked.

"The truth."

Jeff nodded. He took her arm and walked her out of the alley. He was not feeling drunk any more. He motioned for a cab and told them where to take them.

His hotel was a nice one. Not really expensive but nice and clean. He could tell that Judi was impressed by it. He took her arm and led her to the elevator. Nobody said anything about him bringing a girl up to his room. The elevator operator did give him a wink when they got off.

He took the key out of his pocket and unlocked the room.

Judi stepped inside. She did like the room. She liked the expensive look of it, even though she knew it was not one of the most expensive hotels.

She felt Jeff's strong arms slip around her waist. He was so strong. His hands kneaded her titties through her coat. She felt her nipples grow hard automatically.

Judi had never actually been touched by anyone but her husband.

She had lured a lot of men out into the back, but none of them had ever gotten even a single kiss.

Now she was expected to go through with the act of love with a stranger. She shrugged. It was better than being left in the alley with a sore throat.

"Take off the coat," he said.

Judi slipped the coat off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She saw him looking at her titties. Finally his hand came up and tweaked one of her nipples.

"That hurts!"

"Shut up!"

His mouth bruised hers and his tongue pushed into her mouth. She couldn't help her response. He was just so strong and really good-looking. She felt his hard chest pressing against her own and it was different from her husband's beer belly.

He pushed against her with his cock and she pushed back.

He stepped back.

"Strip it off," he said.

She didn't do it gracefully, but he must have liked the way she tore off her clothes because his eyes registered approval. He made her turn around as she stripped her panties off. She hoped he wasn't an ass man. She had gotten it a few times in the ass from her husband, but she had never really enjoyed it.

"You're nice," he said.

His voice was gentle. She turned and found his face surprisingly gentle. She found herself liking this powerful young man, perhaps more than she should.

Again he kissed her and this time his lips were gentle. She clung to him. He kissed her neck, her shoulders, her throat, his hand traveled around her body exploring.

"Oh God!" she moaned. "Oh God!"

He picked her up in strong arms. She felt weak as he carried her to his bed and lay her down. She frantically tore at his clothes until she had him as naked as she was.

She gasped as she saw his body.

He had a muscular, unblemished body, deeply tanned by his long days in the sun.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned. "You're beautiful."

"You've got that wrong," he said. "You're the beautiful one."