Emily
I'm sure I was at an event with Ethan, all dolled up and dressed in a beautiful dark green gown. But how come I'm here at a creepy dark hallway, walking and all alone? I proceeded calling Ethan's name but only a deafening silence took over that made me shiver. At the end of the hallway i saw an old door, a dimmed light coming from it. I shuddered as the door creeked open. Pushing through, the room was empty. I opted to turn around when a dark shadow of a man came up to me and grab me from behind. I felt his breath on my neck, goosebumps forming on every inch of my skin. "I want you sweet cheeks..." That voice sounds familiar. My eyes gone wild as my stepbrother's face registered on my mind. Another dark shadow approached and laughed wickedly ripping my dress off until i was bare naked. I wriggle myself out of his hold but i was grabbed by the other man which is my stepfather, towering me with his larger frame. My stepbrother punch me in my stomach nice and firm, i tried to get out of the forceful grip but i was limp and weak to fight back anymore, i screamed for my life but no one came to help. I called Ethan as tears stream down my cheeks. The two man take turns to strip off their clothes while the other one hold me. My stepbro tried to pry my legs. "I've been waiting for this for a long time..." He lick his lips, lust filled his eyes. He chuckled devilishly as he saw fear into my eyes. He positioned the his shaft on my entrance. He teased my womanhood with the tip of his length but i tried to swing my arms with all the strength i have in any direction i can and let out a bloody piercing scream calling Ethan.
"Ethan..............!!!"
I woke up drenched with sweat. Ethan was sitting right in front of me only on his boxers flexing his jaw left and right. "Geez... you sure got heavy knuckles woman!" He exclaimed but i felt weak to argue with him. I can't contain the tears as it started to fall. His eyes softened as he saw a tears eacape from my eyes. I throw myself to Ethan and sobbed, cried my heart out. "Chill baby... it's just a bad dream..." He wrap his arms around me, comforting me, holding me closer to him. I felt safe in this man's arms. He pry me off his hold to look at me but i just can't stop crying. I don't want him to see me like this but i just can't stop, i was shaking terribly. "Ssshhh... baby... I'm here... I won't force you to tell me anything unless you're ready... i won't leave you sweetheart..." He tenderly cupped my face trying to talk me out of my misery. But he failed as my body didn't stop trembling. He scooped me up, brought me to the bathroom then filled the tub with warm water. He strip me down off my PJ's then put me in the tub delicately. The warmth of the water relaxed my body as he tried to lather some camomile shower gel onto a loufah then massage it towards my body. I didn't mind being naked in front of him, it just felt so good. After a full twenty minutes he dried me up covered me with a huge towel. He then took some huge tshirt which i assumed was his and a pair of his boxers. He dressed me up ignoring my nakedness. He took out a hair dryer out of a drawer and dried up my hair while brushing my locks gently. He was a perfect gentleman. He scooped me up again, tuck me to bed and told me to stay put. He told me he'll be back in a few so i let him. I felt better now being treated well by this wonderful man which is my boss and a well known womanizer. I heard some rummaging noise from his room but i kept quiet. The adjoining door opened and there popped Ethan fresh from the shower wearing his almighty boxers. I swallowed hard as i take in his muscular built. He's not that bulky but he is man enough to make a woman's core drenched. I pretended that i was asleep as i felt the other side of the bed dipped. I kept quiet as i waited for his next move. He pulled me into his arms kissing my hair. "Don't worry baby, I'm just here...i won't let anything bad happen to you..." With that, i snuggled close to him. I inhaled his musky scent which made me feel more secure, safe. I swear this man knows me better than myself.
Ethan
It took me a long good thirty minutes under a cold shower to calm down my nerves and my throbbing shaft. God! How could this woman make me so damn turned on just by holding her. I dried myself up frustrated so i decided to jerk off to lessen my suffering. I pumped my mini me up and down thinking how it would feel to be inside her. I continued stroking myself grunting as I spilled my seed all over my bathroom floor. I cleaned up including myself and slip on my boxers. I get to bed drifting slowly to sleep. I felt myself heat up as i heard her moans. I snapped my eyes open observing, listening to the noise. 'Is she pleasuring herself thinking it was me?' I asked myself. I heard my name being called. So i shot out from my bed and got on my feet towards the adjoining door of our bedroom. I hesitate to open it wondering what she would think of me if i sneak in her room. I ought to go back to bed when she let out a loud bloody piercing screame. "Ethan...!!!" I burst in her room alarmed i saw her pale face shaking her head side by side, her arms seems like restrained. Fuck she's having a terrible nightmare. I went to her side quickly shaking her shoulders to wake up but her arm suddenly swang and hit me firmly on my jaw. I flexed my jaw as she sat up, her eyes already wide. "Geez... you sure got heavy knuckles woman!" I blurted. Her face started to look dull as it dawn her, she started to cry, hard. I tried every soothing words i know just to calm her down but she started shaking spontaneously. Panic strikes me so i scooped her up, filled the tub and strip her out of her clothes. I took in sharp breaths as her sweet sexy body was unleashed. I felt my body heat up as i saw her tattoo. I tried to control it cause I don't want to take advantage of her vulnerable state. I put her in the tub letting her get comfy and all. I felt her trying to relax as i massage her body with loufah and showe gel. I avoided touching her so i could prevent myself pulling my last straw. My eyes wonderfully trail all over her body as she moaned shutting her eyes enjoying my touch. I washed her in silence letting her soak up her miserable dream. When the water is getting cold i dried her up, dressed her with my clothes. I bit my bottom lip as i found her sexier in my clothes. I dried her hair, scooped her up in my arms and put her to bed. I had to go to my room first and clear my head. I told her that and she nodded at me. I went back to my room thinking of her. An idea came to my mind. I need her to clear her mind off of those things and i need a vacation. I took my phone on my bedside table. I texted my assistant to cancel all my schedule for two weeks. I arranged to inform our ride for tomorrow. I kick off my boxers and decided on another quick cold shower. 'I can't mess up things with her, she's mine... only mine...' I muttered to myself. I dried up, took a deep breath as i put on a new pair of boxers and went back to her room. Everything was silent so i slowly joined her in bed. I pulled her into my arms. "Don't worry baby, I'm just here...i won't let anything bad happen to you..." I murmured as she snuggled closer to me. Filling my nostrils with her scent, i kissed her hair. I felt her steady breathing which tells me she's asleep. Then I drift off to sleep myself with my arms around her soft petite body.
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The Secretary
RomanceEmily Wilson a strong beautiful woman who branded herself as 'left out'. She was bound from the darkness of her dreadful past. She did push through from what was left of her. A fatherly man came to her rescue which is how she became a stripper but...