A Story in the Chance Encounters Universe
The hot tub is the site of another encounter with a beautiful lesbian professor who wants to know why one of her students is so enamored by my sexual techniques.
Sky begins teaching at a college and finds out that Kerri from his high school days is also teaching there. She is a very professional teacher but she does have a past which Sky uses against her. He blackmails her into doing things which are entirely out of character for her.
Barrett Kendrick Thompson was the son of William Jr. and Meredith Thompson. William and Meredith were from wealthy families and lived off their trust funds. Madeline Thompson was the family matriarch with three children: Benjamin, Melanie, and her youngest, William Jr., named after her late husband, William. Benjamin and Melanie's children were all girls, and Madeline pressured Junior to have a child. She wanted a grandson and hoped Junior and Meredith could produce one.
He caught his wife cheating. He wants a divorce, but everyone says he's overreacting. He thinks otherwise and he's going to show them how wrong they are. / (Reviews)
This is a story set in the sixties. It is a story about a man seeking forgiveness and penance. It isn't really a story of rape, just one of human consequences, and of a person's spirit refusing to give up. Any sex is going to be strictly a byproduct of the story.
Unknowingly, Leeza has awakened feelings in Don; feelings he hasn't felt in years. She is so young, so beautiful; so fragile. He knows it is wrong. Her attraction is so strong; he takes the chance. You would too.
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Don't ask me where this came from. I have no idea. No, I've never done this. No, I don't know anyone who has. Of course it could happen! :-) Here's a quote: " Pressed up hard against the window, the woman slowly rubbed her hands across her nipples, now visibly pressing against the bikini top, wound her way down her stomach, and stroked the orange triangle between her legs."