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‘Easy, am I?’ he growled. ‘I’ve half a mind to come over there and spank your ass right now.’
‘Well, I’m leaving soon. So, you’ll have to wait until you get home later,’ I breathed.
‘You do realize you’ve now given me a raging boner and I have a meeting in ten minutes?’
‘Sorry,’ I said again with a smile. ‘I’m sure you can figure something out.’
‘Take off your panties and send me a picture,’ he growled.
‘What? No!’
‘It’s your fault my cock is leaking, princess, now send me something I can jerk off to nice and quick.’
I bit my lower lip. I’d never done anything like that before, but the thought of him having that picture on his cell phone and looking at it whenever he wanted to, sent a thrill right through me. ‘You wouldn’t show anyone else, would you?’
‘What? You really think I’d show anyone my wife’s pussy?’
‘Okay,’ I said as I put him on speaker. I slid my panties off and angled my phone for the perfect shot. I pressed send and then I pressed the phone back to my ear.
‘Fuck, Alana,’ I heard him hiss. ‘That is the most beautiful coño I’ve ever seen in my life. When I get home tonight, I want you ready for me, princess, because I am going to fuck you so hard you’ll struggle to walk tomorrow.’
I felt my insides melting like warm butter. I loved his filthy mouth. There was a knock at the office door and I jumped. ‘I have to go. Someone wants to see me.’
‘Fine. I’ll make do with this photograph for now. Now, put your fucking panties back on.’
I laughed. ‘Yes, Sir. I’ll see you later.’
I slipped my panties back on and opened the door to see Lucy Callaghan standing there, her eyes wide and brimming with tears.
She had arrived at the shelter four weeks earlier — just eighteen years old, although she could have passed for much younger, and with no-one in the world to turn to.
I knew she had a story. I’d seen the scars on her arms and back when she’d changed her shirt in the den one day. We’d become close in the past few weeks though, and I knew she’d tell me what that story was when the time was right.
‘Hi, sweetheart. Is everything okay?’ I asked as I put an arm around her shoulder.
‘No,’ she sobbed and shook her head as she walked into my office.
I guided her to the chair opposite my desk and closed the door behind me. Then I poured her a glass of cool water from the jug on my desk and handed it to her. She took a few deep breaths before taking a drink. I let her catch her breath and she looked up at me, her big brown eyes shining with tears.
‘Want to talk about it?’ I asked her as I handed her a tissue.
She shook her head. ‘I can’t.’
‘Okay. Why not? Are you in trouble?’
She nodded. ‘Big trouble,’ she sniffed and my heart broke in two. What possible trouble could this young girl have got herself into that she couldn’t tell me about?
I pulled up my chair and sat beside her. ‘I know it must feel like you have no-one to turn to, but I’m here for you, Lucy. I promise. No matter what you tell me, I’m not going anywhere. You can trust me.’
She wiped her eyes with the tissue. ‘I know I can. But I can’t tell you this, because you’ll have to keep it a secret and I know that you won’t be able to. You’ll have to tell someone.’
I pressed my lips together. She was scaring me now. ‘Have you hurt someone?’ I asked her.
She shook her head. ‘No. Nothing like that.’
‘Then what is it, sweetheart? I can’t help you if you won’t tell me what we’re facing here. But, if you tell me what it is, maybe we can work it out?’
She looked up at me. ‘Promise you won’t tell a soul,’ she implored me.
