want him to fuck me. But I knew that my teasing had annoyed him.
“Do you want this?” He turns me over onto my back and he reaches down and places his cock at my opening. I groan as I feel the tip enter and then stop.
“Do you want this?” He asks me again.
“Yes.” I whisper.
“What?” He removes it.
“Yes.” I shout. “Yes, I want it.”
“That’s what I thought.” He grins and then pushes his penis into me about a quarter of the way slowly. And then takes it out. He then rubs it up and down on my clit letting the tip occasionally enter me.
“Oh please.”
“Please what Jen?”
“Please.” I groan frustrated. I just wanted him to enter me and fuck me.
“You shouldn’t have tried to tease me Jen. Now you have to pay if you want my loving.”
“What?”
“Go and put on a skirt and a tank top. Leave your panties and your bra off.”
“What?” I look at him confused.
“We’re going out.”
“Out?”
“Yeah, you played your game and now we are going to play mine.”
“Oh.” I shiver. Is this something that I want to do? I don’t really trust this man who has entered my life and left me with child. A man who told me he wanted to marry me and took it back and now wants me to be his mistress.
“I don’t know.” I hesitate and gasp as he fully enters me and starts to fuck me. He starts pummeling me and I feel my body starting to tense up. And then he pulls out.
“Oh, Hamilton no.” I just want him to reenter me so I can come.
“Go and put a skirt and tank top on, “ he demands as he pulls on his jeans and shirt.
“You forgot your briefs,” I say looking down on them.
“No, I won’t be needing them right now.” He grabs me towards him and kisses him. “Now go and do as I say.”
I run to the bedroom and put on a skirt and tank top. My nipples are poking out of the top and you can clearly see my breasts. I know that if I bend over you can see my ass and my pussy. I decide to change.
“That’s good. Let’s go.’” Hamilton walks into the room before I have a chance to change. “Very good.” He bends down and sucks one of my nipples through my top. I look down and see that my nipple is even more visible now.
“I should change my top,” I go to take it off.
“No.” He stops me. And then he takes the other nipple in his mouth and sucks. And I groan. He makes my body feel so good.
“Let’s go.” He grabs my hand and we walk out of the apartment.
“Where are we going?” I look at him hopefully, hoping we are going somewhere in his car. I don’t mind going out like this if no one can see me.
“Let’s go grab a bite.” He grins at the joke he has made.
“Uhm, okay.” I want to groan. I’m not hungry for food.
We walk a couple of blocks and arrive at a dinner. I could see the disapproving looks of every woman as I walked down the street with my breasts bouncing and nipples poking out. And I could see the salivating eyes of all the men. It made me feel like a bit of a tramp but I