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My heart was racing when my chauffeur brought the car to the address that was in my hand - that is, to the home of my son's eighteen year old classmate from senior year. This classmate's name was Ryan and he was relentless when it came to torturing Louis...and he promised that it would all stop if I were to just help him with this one video project of his, for school. Of course, the reason why I was so nervous was due in part to the fact that I was doing this in secret. There was absolutely no chance that Louis would be okay with this - that I was helping his bully (whether it was for good intentions or not) complete a project, just to leave him alone for a while. I just couldn't stand seeing my son show up home with bruises and stitches from the fights he was getting into. A knot was felt on my stomach when the chauffeur stopped, and said "Here we are Miss Smith." and unlocked the doors with a little
*CLICK*
"T-Thank you, Felix." I replied, anxious as I quickly looked out the windows, making sure that no one was outside to see me get inside this person's home. I was having second thoughts, but the realization that maybe if I didn't help this idiot do his project now that he'd take it out on Louis, well...it made me swallow my pride and get out the door. Leaning into the door once I got out, I added "I'll call you when I need you to pick me up."
With a nod, my chauffeur drove off and I made my way to the door.
There were two other reasons as to why I was nervous too, by the way.
The second reason why my heart was racing was because I had a reputation. I was, after all, a successful reporter - doing the channel 8 evening news. So, you can imagine that I didn't want any gossip coming along my way because of how I was sneaking around to some brat's place.
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Anyway...
My heels clicking on the pavement, I made my way to the door. With a single knock, I saw the door immediately open there stood Ryan at about 5'11 feet fall, with a video camera in hand. The chubby high school senior grinned as we waved me in, saying "Looking like a fine piece of ass, Miss Amelia Smith."
"Excuse me?" I said, in complete disbelief as he said that. I closed the door behind me and practically felt him use the zoom in function on my massive 32JJ cup breasts, especially in this revealing pink top. Immediately, I begun to regret my decision from coming here. Ryan was sure a rude young adult...among other things.
"Wait wait...stand right there. Smile please." he said while I obliged, though knew that he was aiming that camera elsewhere. Which brings me to my third reason for being so worried - Ryan was a notorious pig who's social media accounts were filled with lewd pictures of women and practically equally filled with his obsessed with big tits. Especially my big tits.
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*CLICK*
"T-Thank you, Felix." I replied, anxious as I quickly looked out the windows, making sure that no one was outside to see me get inside this person's home. I was having second thoughts, but the realization that maybe if I didn't help this idiot do his project now that he'd take it out on Louis, well...it made me swallow my pride and get out the door. Leaning into the door once I got out, I added "I'll call you when I need you to pick me up."
With a nod, my chauffeur drove off and I made my way to the door.
There were two other reasons as to why I was nervous too, by the way.
The second reason why my heart was racing was because I had a reputation. I was, after all, a successful reporter - doing the channel 8 evening news. So, you can imagine that I didn't want any gossip coming along my way because of how I was sneaking around to some brat's place.
...
Anyway...
My heels clicking on the pavement, I made my way to the door. With a single knock, I saw the door immediately open there stood Ryan at about 5'11 feet fall, with a video camera in hand. The chubby high school senior grinned as we waved me in, saying "Looking like a fine piece of ass, Miss Amelia Smith."
"Excuse me?" I said, in complete disbelief as he said that. I closed the door behind me and practically felt him use the zoom in function on my massive 32JJ cup breasts, especially in this revealing pink top. Immediately, I begun to regret my decision from coming here. Ryan was sure a rude young adult...among other things.
"Wait wait...stand right there. Smile please." he said while I obliged, though knew that he was aiming that camera elsewhere. Which brings me to my third reason for being so worried - Ryan was a notorious pig who's social media accounts were filled with lewd pictures of women and practically equally filled with his obsessed with big tits. Especially my big tits.
Out of character: Hi reader! I'm looking for a perverted, very dominant male writer to co-write with me. If you're interested, send a PM my way. Thanks!
