HEATH HUSSAR SEX IMAGINES XXX

Mr. Hussar Part Three

Hey guys sorry it's been such a long time :P. Been a little busy and totally forgot about this story till I saw that it had 10k views?! WTF thanks to all of you and I saw that you guys actually like this story... lol I thought no one would like it but here's part three. ENJOI :)

After Mr. Hussar let me out of his firm grip I had finally stopped crying. I didn't know how long it had been but it was long enough for my face to now be dry. He lifted my chin so that I was now facing him. Our faces so close that if I leaned in...

"Liza. Thank you for telling me everything and I know that it is really hard. I've been through similar experiences as well and I would like to help you." He said slowly taking his hand off of my chin and fixing his hair. There was something  about this moment that made me want to give up everything I had worked for and run away with him. He actually cared unlike my actual father and my mother that left me. 

"Mr. Hussar... I don't want to ruin anything but it's been three hours after school ended and my dad..." I said feeling the rash beginning to form on my neck. It was still tender to the touch but I have had worse from him. I still couldn't believe that this was the mark that someone found on me. 

As I looked around the room and out the window I saw that it was almost dark out. This wasn't going to go well at my house and we had nothing to eat. Unless my dad got food... which was very unlikely. Mr. Hussar broke my trance when he touched my arm and started to rub his thumb in a circle. 

"I understand Liza truly. Now I understand that this is against the rules but I cannot let you go to that bastards house tonight." Mr. Hussar said grasping my arm tighter with anger. I looked up at him shocked. This was something that could possibly send him to jail or lose his job. He was willing to give it up for me...

"Mr. Hussar-" I began to say before he cut my sentence short.

"Call me Heath." He said and led me out of his classroom to his red truck. It was the last car in this vast parking lot and it washed over me with a sense of relief. No one else was here to see that I was going with Heath to his house or that his arm was around my shoulder. I jumped into the car and smiled. 

"This is Big Red." Heath said gliding his hands across the steering wheel and gripping it at the end. "I've had this car for as long as I can remember and never have I had the honor of having a pretty girl like you sit in it."

My cheeks went bright red and I almost let out a giggle. How do you respond to that? I put on my seat belt and smiled. 

"I've never been in a car with someone so caring and handsome." I said looking deep into his brown eyes. Heath looked at me for a second longer than anything friendly before he shoved his keys into the ignition. My cheeks began to go an even brighter red when I went to the situation in my mind. "Where do you live Mr- uh Heath." I said laughing when I stumbled on his name.

Heath laughed and showed off his white, perfect teeth. "I live by myself in my moms old house actually. She moved out of Florida to North Carolina and I still don't fully understand why." He said his smile slightly turning into a frown. "But hey, now I got this huge house to myself and it's already paid off."

We pulled up to his house and I gasped in it's beauty. It seemed to have three levels and it was dark blue. There were multiple windows all with with outlining and a white garage. Heath hit the switch on his dashboard to make it raise to the ceiling. His front yard had every flower imaginable to mankind. 

"What exactly did your mom do for a living?" I asked as my eyes wandered from left to right. Heath chuckled and put the truck in park.

"I still don't know to this day Liza." He said smiling at me and opening his door. I jumped out of the car and headed into his house. It smelled just as nice as he did and it was perfectly organized.

"Well well I didn't expect your house to be so clean." I said mocking him and he fake punched my shoulder.

"It's not like I clean the place I have a maid... Duh Liza." He said grinning and walking into his massive kitchen. On the first floor he had a kitchen right next to the garage door and two hallways going in opposite directions. One hallway led to the dining area with a huge t.v. While the other one led to stairs and the front door. 

"What do you want to eat Liza?" He asked pulling out an assortment of vegetables and meats. I stood in awe at all the food he had. Heath could tell that I was overwhelmed and had a sad smile on his face. "What do you usually eat?"

I looked down and laughed. "Cup of Noodles, but I guess this will do Chef Hussar." 

Heath told me to go hang out in the living room and I was there for about twenty minutes until he came back with a full gourmet meal. My jaw accidently dropped and I forced it to close. He had made us both a filet mignon with asparagus and mashed potatoes. It was crazy to think that I had never had a real meal in over a year. Whenever I came home I either had to scavenge for food in the house or go to McDonalds with my left over change. 

"Well how do you think Chef Hussar did?" He asked smiling and setting everything down on the table. 

"It's perfect Heath. You have no clue how much this means to me." I said literally jumping out of my seat and running to the table. We ate in silence for about ten minutes since I was scarfing down the food like there was no tomorrow. I kept going to seconds and Heath just that there grinning, watching me. 

"I'm going to guess that I did well?" He said finishing his meal and drinking his red wine. Heath had only one plate while I was on my fourth. I soon realized that I ate everything and that he barely got any. I forced the remaining food in my mouth to go down.

"Holy shit I'm sorry." I said looking up at him and laughing. Heath just smiled and grabbed my plate.

"Turn on a movie Liza! It better be a good one." He screamed from the kitchen while cleaning the dishes. I nodded and ran to the t.v. My dad had never gotten a new t.v. since the 1990s so we basically had nothing on it. I grabbed the remote... Wow I had never had a remote for my t.v. I scrolled through the channel till I realized that I hadn't seen any movies except for Hunger Games with Skylar. 

Heath walked into the room and I held back my tears. It was too good for me here and I didn't deserve everything that he was giving me. He jumped onto the couch right next to me and put his arm around my neck. 

"What did my lady choose for tonight?" He asked smiling until he saw a tear run down my cheek. Heath quickly pulled me close to him and let me cry. "Why are you crying Liza?"

"I- I just don't deserve any of this... You are being way too nice to me for no reason and I'm realizing how shit my life really is. My prized possession is literally earbuds I found on the ground and an iPod shuffle that my dad gave me when I was five. I have nothing else to show. I don't have good grades, I don't have anything of value, and I have one friend." I started to shake until Heath held me tighter and faced me towards him.

"Liza I care about you and don't tell me that you don't deserve this. You deserve more than what I can give you. It doesn't matter what you own or how many friends you have. All that matters in life is the value of your friends. There are rich and popular people who are circled by toxic people and they will never find true happiness. Liza, I think you were meant to have chemistry with me and I believe that we were meant to find each other. Trust me, I need you more than you need me." Heath said tears beginning to well in his eyes. I stopped crying and stared into his eyes. Unable to speak or think.

"Mr. Hussar-"

"Goddammit Liza didn't I tell you to call me Heath?" He said as he pulled me into a kiss.