“Oh, I can stay here and wait for Steven if you want, Mrs. Wright,” Mina answered. “I don’t have anything planned for this afternoon, anyway. And I really would love to meet Steven.” She smiled at the thought of the boy she would soon babysit, her lust-filled thoughts of Mr. Wright temporarily forgotten for the time being.
“That’s terrific!” Mrs. Wright said enthusiastically. Mina could almost see her clapping her hands. Boy, Mrs. Wright was one chirpy employer! Mina decided she must have been a cheerleader back in her younger days.
“You stay here and make yourself comfortable,” Mrs. Wright ordered, as she went to the key rack beside the front door. “I’ll go grab some pizza and soda. And ice cream, I must remember that. Steven loves ice cream.” She grabbed her coat and shrugged it on, adjusting her blond hair. “Honey, you make Mina feel right at home,” she ordered, waggling a finger at her husband. “I wouldn’t want anyone to think the Wrights are a total bore!” She laughed merrily and opened the door. “You guys, I’ll be back. Have fun!” she called over her shoulder as she stepped out and shut the door behind her. A few minutes later, the sound of a car engine roaring to life filled the air. Seconds later, Mrs. Wright was gone.
Mina remained standing where she was, frozen and unable to move. With Mrs. Wright’s perky mood gone, the house was strangely silent. The realization that she was all alone with Mr. Wright sunk into Mina. She felt more uncomfortable than ever, but what could she do? Mr. Wright was her boss. It would be rude to simply walk out and go back to her dorm. Besides, Mrs. Wright was expecting her to be there when she got back home from the supermarket.
It was Mr. Wright who broke the silence first. “So, Mina,” he said pleasantly. He went to the television and turned it on. “I guess we could watch some movies or something. Kind of like teenagers on a date.” He chuckled, and moved from one channel to another.
Mina smiled nervously. The ball of discomfort in her stomach kept getting bigger. She had never been alone in any place with a much-older man, and the thought terrified her. But Mr. Wright surely won’t do anything funny to her, would he? He was her boss, after all.
Mr. Wright settled on the couch. He glanced up and saw Mina still standing awkwardly over the couch. He smiled and patted the space beside him. “Have a seat, Mina,” he invited.
Mina swallowed and settled right beside Mr. Wright. She did her best not to sit too close to him, though. No, it wouldn’t do to be mere inches from Mr. Wright right now. Mina felt uncomfortable, but she was also turned on at the idea of sitting so near Mr. Wright. It would be foolish to deny the man aroused her. There was something confident yet haughty and mysterious about him.
Mr. Wright went on staring at the blaring television while Mina sat stiffly beside him. She knew she should make some light conversation. But about what? That she didn’t know.
So she stared at the television as well, her brain not processing any of the images that flashed on the screen. Mina was so absorbed in doing her best to keep her eyes on the screen that it took a while before she realized Mr. Wright had his arm around her shoulders. Instinctively Mina stiffened. Her eyes grew wide, and she had to exert a good enough amount of willpower to stop from crying out loud.
But Mr. Wright seemed to be oblivious to Mina’s discomfort. He went on staring at the TV screen, chuckling occasionally in response to the scene on TV. A few minutes later, Mina felt Mr. Wright’s hand clamp down on her shoulder.
That was the final straw for Mina. Her gut told her Mr. Wright was making his moves on her-the arm around her and the hand on her shoulder? Nope, Mr. Wright didn’t intend to stop right there. No way, Jose!
Mina decided to speak up. “Mr. Wright, what are you doing?” Her voice came out calm enough, but inside she was shaking. The hand on Mina’s shoulder began to move although Mr. Wright’s eyes were still glued to the TV screen. “What does it look like I’m doing, Mina?” he asked, his voice just as calm as Mina’s.
“Well, your hand is on my shoulder, sir,” Mina responded.
“Is it?” Mr. Wright answered back. “Do you have any problems with it, Mina?” The hand massaged her shoulder harder, and while it wasn’t painful, the motion made Mina more uncomfortable than ever.
Not to mention it made her feel even lustier.
Her upbringing got the better of her. “I don’t like what you’re doing, Mr. Wright,” she blurted out. There. It was out. Still, Mr. Wright didn’t move or turn to look at her. As a matter of fact, his hand moved away from Mina’s shoulder. “Where do you like it then?” he asked, his hand continuing to move. “Here, perhaps?” His huge meaty hand settled over Mina’s right breast.
This time Mina stiffened visibly. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Wasn’t she just laughing with Mrs. Wright a couple of moments ago? What was going on?
Now Mr. Wright’s hand began to move and fondle Mina’s breast. “Is this what you want, I gather?” His voice had become husky, almost breathy. Mina opened her mouth to answer him when suddenly he flicked his thumb over her nipple. What came out from Mina’s mouth, instead of a word or two, was a moan. She was shocked the moment she heard it, and hurriedly clamped her hand over her mouth.
Mr. Wright turned to look at her this time. There was a huge grin on his face. His hand was still on Mina’s breast. “I knew it,” he said softly. “I knew it the moment I laid my eyes on you. You’re a little slut, aren’t you?” He pulled on Mina’s nipple, and Mina let out another moan.
She couldn’t believe this was happening. Horrified, she knew something was going to happen right here, right now. She turned to look at Mr. Wright. “Mr. Wright, please,” she whispered. Tears began to form in her eyes.
“You are a slut, Mina,” Mr. Wright told her. He removed his hand from her breast and shifted his body so that they now sat face-to-face. “I saw it in your eyes. Clear as crystal. You want me, don’t you?” He leaned closer as he spoke every word. “Well, surprise. I want you too.”
He placed his lips over Mina’s and gave her a kiss so soft, it was almost chaste. Mina was too stunned to do anything. She sat still while Mr. Wright kissed her gently on the lips. She clenched her hands on her lap, and while doing so, the tears began to fall from her eyes.
Mr. Wright, having noticed her tears, pulled back and watched her face. Then he laughed. “Sweet Mina is crying!” he exclaimed. He leaned closer again and licked the tears from Mina’s cheeks, stopping once to run his tongue over her pursed lips. “Stop it. You’re not a child anymore.” His voice became serious. “Now I want you to undress, Mina. Do it. ”Mina whimpered. “Mr. Wright-”
“Hurry up, we don’t have much time,” Mr. Wright interrupted. “Samantha will be back soon. It won’t do us any good if she catches us. Come on, now.” His voice grew impatient.
“I won’t, you bastard,” Mina said stubbornly.
Mr. Wright’s hand flew from nowhere and landed on Mina’s cheek. Smack! The blow caught Mina by surprise, and she fell back on the couch, still stunned. She couldn’t believe it, but Mr. Wright had hit her! Nobody had ever hit her before!
Mr. Wright positioned his body above Mina’s, towering over her. Mina was tall, but Mr. Wright was taller. He placed his knees around Mina’s hips, keeping her in place. His eyes were blazing dangerously. This frightened Mina.
She screamed. “Let me go, Mr. Wright!”
“Not until I get what I want,” he answered, as he took his shirt off and unbuckled his pants. Mina thrashed and squirmed, but he was too strong.
A few moments later, Mr. Wright was naked, save for his underwear. Mina shrieked again as he pulled her sweater over her head. She stayed put, refusing to let the sweater slide over her head. Mr. Wright slapped her again. Mina had no choice but to let him remove her sweater. She was very frightened now. But she was also surprised to find out that beneath the fright, the lust and longing for Mr. Wright remained. While he undid her jeans, her eyes roamed all over his firm, chiseled body. She couldn’t believe a person as married as Mr. Wright could have a body like that of a college student. Then she shook her head mentally. What was she thinking? This man was about to rape her. She couldn’t be lying there and allowing that to happen!