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I'd been Brayden's private tutor for two years. He was brilliant with a high IQ but also had a severe case of ADHD. His father, David, pulled him out of several public schools due to his hyperactivity, inability to focus or concentrate, and getting into trouble with other kids. David hired a few private tutors who resigned after a few months of working with Brayden. When David contacted me, I worked as a high school teacher in Arlington County, Virginia. One of my professors, Mrs. Sanford at Towson University gave David my contact information, saying that I had the patience of a saint.
David invited me to his townhome so that we could meet. I sat with him in his private office as he interviewed me, and a few days later, David invited me back so that I could meet his wife, Patricia, and finally, Brayden.
David left me alone in his office with Brayden so that we could talk and see if we meshed. There's no way to explain how or why, or maybe I give off some welcoming and calming vibe because Brayden seemed to feel comfortable speaking to me, and I've been his tutor ever since.
Brayden stopped reading and looked up from his tablet. "You don't look so good today, Miss Hensley."
"I'm sorry, Brayden. I didn't sleep well last night." I lied.
He stood from the leather wingback chair, holding his tablet, "Do you want to take a sick day and go home? I can find something to do."
"No, I'll be fine, and we can end our tutoring session a little early. You can finish reading three more chapters to me."
"Oh man…" he whined as he sat back down in his chair and continued reading aloud to me.
I was home from the Collier's house by 4:30 pm. I needed a relaxing bubble bath and a nap instead of anxiously waiting for Wrecker to call me. After I started my bath and undressed, I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, put my hair into a messy bun, and removed my make-up. I was glad to see the red mark on my left cheek from getting slapped the night before was just a faded pink blemish.
"You get way too sassy and slutty when you drink Elle, and that's dangerous," I said, shaking my head at my reflection in the mirror.
I played some music on the Bluetooth while I relaxed in the bathtub full of warm water and bubbles when my phone lit up with a 2-0-2 number. I grabbed the phone off the bathroom floor and answered it. "Bil- Wrecker?"
I squeezed my naked, wet thighs together at the sound of his laugh over the phone. "Yeah, it's me, Elle, and I'm standing in front of your door. Will you invite me inside to pick up where we left off last night?
"I'm taking a bubble bath right now. Would you like to join me?" I replied and giggled.
"Fuck yeah!"
I climbed out of the bathtub, wrapped myself in a robe, took my hair out of the messy bun, ran my hands through it, and then walked to the front door. I looked through the peephole first to see Wrecker standing on the other side and a black Ford pickup truck parked in front of my house. I bit my lower lip, admiring how his black t-shirt hugged his broad shoulders and tattooed muscular arms.
He moved quickly when I opened the door and lifted me into his arms. His lips smashed onto mine, and our tongues collided as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders.
"Where's your bedroom?" he asked.
"At the end of the hallway."
When Wrecker entered my room, he laid me on my bed, and I watched as he kicked off his boots, socks, t-shirt, boxers, and jeans. I was breathless at seeing his muscled chest, shoulders, and arms covered in tattoos. My eyes roamed down to his muscled abs and thighs, then to the V shape of his hips and his thick and erect cock.
Wrecker grinned confidently, knowing I loved looking at his body as he climbed onto the bed.
He straddled my hips, and I saw his hard cock jump when he opened my robe. "God, you're body is so fucking beautiful, Elle. You take my breath away."
It finally happened.
There was no foreplay.
I had waited eighteen years for this moment as I wrapped my thighs around Wrecker, and he filled up my wet and throbbing pussy completely with his swollen and stiff length.
"Oh fuck." Wrecker grunted, "Your pussy is so tight wrapped around my cock."
We moved together slowly at first, my hips rising to meet his. He pulled out slowly, then slid back in when finally, I dug my heels into his ass and made him pump into me faster.
Our kisses were frenzied, licking and tasting. My nails dug into Wrecker's skin on his back while he dipped his head and began to suck and lick my beaded nipple.
Wrecker began to gyrate and grind his hips against my public bone, stimulating my swollen clit.
"Oh, Billy!" I cried out as every nerve ending in my body was on fire, and I climaxed with an intense orgasm.
"I can't hold back with you screaming my name like that!" He groaned, then pulled out of me and sat back on his knees, and I watched as he gripped his engorged cock and jerked it. I pressed my tits together and looked up at his eyes full of desire and need when streams of his milky cum squirted all over me.
