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Rylee Reynolds
Age: 24
Occupation: Eleventh grade social studies teacher


Rylee looked over the classroom before. 32 pairs of eyes stared back at her. 32 pairs of eyes filled with hatred, distrust and anger. Inner city youth, gang members, abused children. Almost every child there had some kind of a messed up background. Dark eyes, light eyes, a mixture of races sat before her.

She shook herself out of her stupor. It was her second week on the job. Her second week of teaching ever. Already she had seen fights, arguments, drugs in the hallways... Things she had never been exposed to before. It broke her heart.

She sighed and turned back to the chipped chalkboard before her and began writing what she wanted the children to copy down. She knew 9 out of 10 wouldn't though.

As she began to write she heard a commotion in the hall.

"WHERE IS THAT MOTHERFUCKER!? Where IS HE?!" a deep voice was shouting.

Rylee glanced towards the for nervously just in time to see it burst open and a huge man come storming in holding a gun. Students shrieked and dove to the floor, Ryle plastered herself to the wall. She heard people in the hallway and screamed for someone to call 911. Just as she did the man in the room shouted.

"THERE YOU ARE YOU PUSSY ASS!!! You wanna fuck my woman?! Fuck you man!!"

This was followed by a deafening gun blast. Rylee screamed as she watched blood spout on the shirt of one of her most problematic students. The man with the gun turned and sprinted away. All of her other students dashed from the room, leaving Rylee alone with the boy. Blood was pulsing from his neck, and Rylee immediately pressed her hand against it as tears rolled from her eyes.

In moments the principal was there followed by several officers in uniform. Rylee was trembling from head to toe as she felt a firm pair of hands pull her away from the boy and out of sight.

"Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god" she kept repeating as the officer pulled her away.
 
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Rylee was in a dazed state of confusion as the man before her started calling her by her name. She stared at him for a moment, tears rolling down her face, until it registered who she was looking at. It was her friend Carma's father, Rick Rodriguez. She had known he was a police officer here in the city but didn't know that he worked in the area of the school she was now teaching at.

"M-mister Rick" she said, he voice shaking violently. "Oh my God, he... that man he... he shot him. He came in screaming and waving the gun and then aimed it and then..." a small hysterical hiccup emerged from her mouth. "Then he... he s-shot him, sir" she said, her eyes going over once again to the gory mess of her student.

"Is he... is... is he dead?" she asked hesitantly although she knew the answer by the way his eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling of her classroom. A huge puddle of blood had collected beneath the young man's neck and shoulders and was snaking its way across the uneven surface of the tile floor, staining the dirty grout as it went.

"Oh, God" she said softly. "What should I have done?" She began to panic. "I'm his teacher and I couldn't even save him! I should have done something... anything!"

She stared up at Rick's face, her bright eyes shining with tears and red rimmed, an almost half-crazed look within them. She felt that she should have been able to save the life of the boy who was now laying on her classroom floor, the shell of a human being, the soul taken from within it.

A tremble of grief and guilt ran throughout her entire body making her shudder violently as she processed everything that had happened there in front of her.
 
Rylee was silent for the entire walk to the cantina... He was glad Rick was there because she hadnt even known where it was herself. She had, however, stopped sobbing, although she was still shaking like a leaf. They sat at an empty table and he got her a coffee which she gladly sipped on.

He made her smile, although slightly, with his joke about alcohol. Yeah, she could use some of that about now...

Latching onto conversation that was about anything other than what she had just witnessed, rylee smile when he brought of Carma.

"I talked to her last week. I had told her how my first week teaching had been... That story has changed a little now" she said frowning again. "But no, sir. I rent an apartment a few blocks away. Daddy wasn't happy about it cause its not really a great neighborhood but I have locks... And it's mine and I can afford it alone so I love it."

Reality was her apartment was a little place, worn down and in a horrible neighborhood, but she kept it as clean as possible and like she said- she had a few locks on the door to keep people out.

"What happens to my classroom now?" She asked after a few moments silence. "I can't take a vacation.. I need the money".
 
Ricardo told her she was going home and he was driving her. She wouldn't argue with that though. She wanted to get out of the school. He mentioned a guard dog and she thought about it for a moment, realizing maybe she really did need that... It would make her feel safer.

He asked if she were ready to go or wanted more coffee. "No more coffee please" she insisted. "I'm ready to go. But what about my car? Now that you mentioned it id love to take a ride to the local humane society and check out what dogs are available for adoption. I don't know why I didn't think of that sooner."

She was still kind of shaken up and when she stood she stumbled a bit on her heels, catching herself on Ricardo's arm. "Sorry Mr Rick" she said quickly. "I guess I'm still a bit shaken."

She looked at Rick then. He was such a handsome man. She had always had a crush on him growing up. Carma used to get so pissed at her when She would jokingly fan herself if he was outside working with no shirt on or something... But he was sexy as hell...

She shook her head to clear her thoughts. "Ok sorry. I'm ready" she said softly.
 
Rylee smiled her thanks when Ricardo old her to take her time with walking since she was still shaken up. The endearment sweetie was not one she was used to from anyone other than a boyfriend, but she chalked it up to him just being a nice guy a trying to make her feel better.

As they headed away from getting coffee Ricardo offered to let her leave her car there and he would personally take her to get a dog if she wanted. Any other time she would have flat out refused, and taken care of it all herself, but this latest scene really had her shaken up and she probably shouldn't be driving anywhere at thy point of time- and now that she had the idea he really wanted a dog as soon as possible...

She gave him a small smile. "You're not that old Mr Rick" she said. His comment about the lights and sirens made her laugh outright.

"I teach social studies" she replied. "Eleventh grade". She stared off at the muggy skyline. "Eleventh grade and dead... How sad is that?" She asked before seeming to force we mind onto different thoughts. "I wanna big dog" she said. "One who looks mean and has a mean bark but is really a gentle soul" she smiled over at him. "Carma's mom is allergic right? Did you ever want a dog?"
 
Rylee listened to the exchange over the radio and sighed a sigh of relief when Ricardo refused to let them interview her that day. She didn't think she could face the barrage of questions that would come with that quite yet. Maybe after a good nights sleep...

It didn't take them long to get to the local animal shelter and soon they were walking along a row of kennels, dogs yipping and woofing at them from behind every gate. Rylee wished she could take every single dog in there home, she felt so bad.

One dog in particular caught her attention. He was a German Shepherd named Boone. Boone was big, around 95 lbs, and had a deep bark, but his entire body wiggled with glee and he nearly licked her to death when she reached in to pet him. She immediately fell in love.

Beaming, She turned to Ricardo. "This is him!" She claimed ecstatically.

45 minutes later she and Rick walked out, an overjoyed Boone between them, bouncing and barking as they walked.
 
Lexi saw the look of concern and dismay on Ricardo's face as they got closer and closer to her home. The neighborhoods outside the police car windows only got worse until they were in one of the worst slums around. She directed him to her apartment and blushed when she saw the look on his face.

"It's not as bad as it looks... The people in the surrounding apartments are ok... They aren't drug dealers or anything..." she hesitated... "Least I don't think so." She shrugged.

She got out of the car and let Boone out on leash to sniff around. He cocked his leg on several tires before they headed to the stairs. "I'm on the second floor... Can you come up for a minute? I actually have a couple of questions about... Well... About today" she said softly. "I promise I won't keep you long".

In reality she wished he would stay for a longer time... while he wasn't exactly a father figure he was someone she trusted and wouldn't mind having around afte the day she had experienced.

Together they trooped up the stairs. Once she unlocked the door, Rylee let Boone run into the apartment. He sniffed all around and disappeared into her bedroom. Rylee set her bag on the coffee table.

The apartment was worn looking but clean. Her furniture was all in excellent used condition and there were homey deportations throughout like flowers, pictures and knickknacks. It looked a lot better inside than outside.

"Can I get you a drink?" Rylee asked as she heads to the kitchen. "I'm getting a beer but I have tea, soda and water also."

After the day she had just had, she needed alcohol. Preferably a lot... But that probably wasn't very smart.
 
Rylee walked to go Mack Ricardo's tea for him, glad for something to do with her hands at that moment. She noticed him looking around, checking out her apartment. She knew it wasn't much. But it was hers and although it wasn't ideal, it was home.

She smiled when he said she could ask him about the days events. She finished making the day and turned to give it to him before opening a bottle of Bud Light. Sighing, she sat at the little kitchen table and offered him the seat beside her.

"I guess my main question is what comes next? I need to make a statement? Then what? If they catch the guy do I have to go to court? Am I in danger until he is caught?"

She gnawed on her lip worriedly. Ricardo answered her questions and she sighed, nodding her understanding.

"Why'd this happen to my classroom?" She asked in frustration.
 
Rylee listened to Ricardo's answers and nodded. She would give her statement the next day and she would testify if they caught the bastard. Slime like him needed to be locked away forever in her opinion.

He asked if anyone could stay with her that night.

"Nobody like that... I will be ok. I call you if need-be? Me and Boone will be just fine."

At that moment the dog came bounding into the kitchen holding something in his mouth. Rylee reached down and pulled it out without hesitation only to discover it was a pair of her tiny lace thongs, all crumpled and covered with dog slobber.

"Oh come on! It couldn't have been a sock?!" She told the dog as she stuffed them in her pocket.

"Sorry, sir" she said rolling her eyes. "I guess I probably should get him taken care of... I... Well I really appreciate everything you did today for me. I know you went above and beyond the call of duty".

She offered him a small smile as she stood from the table.
 
Rylee inhaled sharply when she felt Ricardo's hand brush against her belly. Even though it had been an accident, it felt like such an intimate touch to her. The feeling she got from that one innocent touch was electrifying and she found herself automatically wondering what other- less innocent -touches would feel like from him.

Immediately she scolded herself. This was her friends dad. And her dads friend. She should in no way, shape, or form be having thoughts of that nature for him. She pulled herself together quick enough to say goodbye, and then he was gone.

Rylee fed, watered and walked Boone. He felt as if she were filthy from the day she had just had, so she decided to get a long, hot, shower followed by an easy dinner of leftovers, which she might have share a bit with Boone.

Her mind was swirling 100 miles per minute and she knew she would never get to sleep even though she felt both physically, and mentally exhausted, so she opted to my on the couch with Boone beside her and watch a movie.

Grease was on TV so she chose the lighthearted film, finally managing to doze off halfway through. The next thing she was aware of was Boone standing at the door, hackles raised, barking and growling menacingly at a rattling noise coming from outside.

Rylees heart began to race. Someone was at her door and it might be the murderer from that day. Without thinking anymore she hurriedly picked up her phone and dialed a number. Only halfway through the third ring did she realize it had been Ricardo's number that she had instinctively dialed.
 
Rylee awaited Ricardo's arrival with baited breath. Her heart was pounding in her chest and Boone continued to bark at the door. She was extremely grateful at that point in time that her parents and Ricardo lived fairly close.

She heard a knock on her door and squeaked in fear until she heard Ricardo's voice. She jumped up and ran to the door and shoved a barking Boone out of the way. She opened the door enough to let Ricardo squeeze in and slammed it again.

To her dismay her eyes filled tears and she had no idea why.

"Did you see anything?" She asked quickly as she subconsciously stepped close to his reassuring big body. "Boone was going ape shit".

The dog had settle down and was lying contentedly on the floor by the door at that point, apparently reassured now that Ricardo was there.

"I thought it was... Was it someone related to the shooting?.."

"I'm so sorry for calling you. I just... Heard that and ... Well I automatically dialed your number. I'm sorry. I'm sure you were asleep with your wife and... Man I just freaked out".
 
Rylee followed along behind Ricardo into her living area and sat on her sofa next to him. "That's not necessary. I know you have a family at home, it's no fair for you to have to stay on my old couch for a night. I really appreciate it but..."

She stopped as he kicked his shoes off.

"Really Mr Rodriguez you don't have to..."

She smiled shyly at him.

"At least let me stay out here with you so you aren't alone. I can make a bed on the floor and be perfectly comfortable." As if it were decided, she walked to her closet and pulled out several plush blankets and a few extra pillows. She handed a blanket to Ricardo and a pillow then spread the others on the floor, along with the other pillow.

"I feel really bad keeping you here from your wife" rylee said, sitting down beside Ricardo where her thigh touched his. The touch was electrifying and she sucked in a soft breath and pulled away, knowing she shouldn't feel that with Ricardo.

"But thank you so much. Once you were gone I got freaked out. Then boone lost it... You've kinda become my safe place through all of this".

She leaned back on the couch, her tiny cotton shorts showing a huge expanse of tab flesh, and her little pink tank top riding up a bit to show a thin sliver of skin on her belly. She propped her feet on the coffee table and wrapped her arms around her waist. The position brought her shoulder to rest slightly against his but she didn't pull away, craving the contact.
 
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Rylee felt Ricardo's hand atop of hers and smiled. The contact felt good. She actually longed for more of it. And there lay the problem. Number one- first and foremost -he was married. Number two- he was her good friend's father. Number three- he was her father's good friend. And number four- which was probably the least conseqential of them all, he was significantly older than she was.

And yet she still wanted more from him. So when he lay the blanket across her lap and his hand brushed her upper thigh she sucked in a sharp breath. And then their eyes connected and she was a goner. His dark eyes sucked her in and she couldn't tear herself away.

She watched as he leaned forward - and maybe even leaned in a little bit herself - and their lips met. Their tongues automatically connected and meshed together in a passionate kiss.

His strong arms lifted her up and onto his lap where she could already feel the stiff ridge pressed against her shorts. Her arms wrapped around his neck possessives and she plastered her breasts against his hard chest.

She did have the presence of mind to pull very slightly away for a moment and look into his eyes.

"Is this what you want?" She whispered softly, her own eyes conveying that it's at certainly was what she wanted
 
Rylee couldn't believe they were doing this! And yet it was the most erotic, pleasurable sensation she had ever felt in her lifetime. His hands were like branding irons upon her body, hot and leaving an impression like no other. He was practically ruining her for like from other men.

No other man could possibly feel as good.

She slid her hands from his neck down to his shoulders as she felt him playing with her hard nipples, tugging and licking at them, making her whimper in need. His hands moved to her ass... So close to where she needed to feel him and yet so far away.

Her little slit was practically dripping with need. She had only ever sleep with three other men and none of them had ended up lasting very long, so her experience was pretty limited, but nothing compared to this.

He pulled her bottoms off and she sat back on his lap, her naked wet pussy presse down upon the hard ridge in his pants. Slowly she grinded herself down upon him, teasing them both unmercifully. She let a low moan out and reclaimed his lips with her own.

Her hand traveled down between their bodies until she felt his length pressed against her fingertips. Lightly she squeezed him and then tried to undo his pants, wanting to free him from his confines.
 
Rylee was lost in sensation. His fingers were like magic inside of her needy pussy, stroking and rubbing and making her squirm with need. Her breathing was growing more ragged by the second.

He shifted a bit and his pants came off, freeing the straining beast that was within them. His cock sprang upward and she moaned as she saw him. Suddenly he wanted nothing more than to have him inside of her, even as he fucked her with his talented fingers. She wanted his cock.

Lifting her hips slightly she allowed the head of him to glance along her slit. Her juices immediately coated him. She gazed down into his eyes and hesitated as if asking permission for what she was about to do.

They both stood to lose quite a bit if what they were doing was ever discovered. He would lose his wife, a friendship with her father and possibly his daughter even. She would probably lose her friendship with Carma. And they both stood to lose a whole lot of respect.

It was a risky gamble, but as she felt his rod probing at her slit she knew it was worth it. They would just have to be especially careful that nobody ever found out. She briefly wondered if this would be a one time thing but shoved the thought aside as she felt his cock head enter her.

She moaned softly and pressed down, taking his entire length in one long stroke.
 
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Rylee couldn't believe how amazing Ricardo felt as he fucked his cock up into her tight little pussy. He was a lot bigger than she ever would have imagined. Bigger than ever she had ever had before. Her canal stretched around him and she quivered on top of him.

She gazed down at him with lust filled eyes as she began to ride him up and down. Her body was tight and toned as she moved above him. Ricardo grasped her hips in his large, rough hands, the callouses rasping her skin slightly and making her moan with pleasure.

He guided her up and down his rod, thrusting his hips upward occasionally to penetrate her even farther and harder. Each time it would make her cry out vocally. She briefly wondered if her neighbors could hear, but that thought was quickly driven away as he continued to fuck her.

Her juices were dripping down his pole and onto his balls and the couch below them, she was so sopping wet. She couldn't remember ever being so wet during intercourse before. She looked down into his eyes and a gorgeous but vixen-like smile filled her face.

She quickened her pace, wanting to please him. To make him cum.
 
Rylee could feel the building pressure of an orgasm fast approaching as she continue to ride Ricardo. She had never felt such pleasure before in her life, the way Ricardo drilled his cock up into her pliant pussy.

It was incredibly erotic, the thought that she was fucking a man twice her age. Her fathers friend. Her friends father. And a married man on top of that. They were both risking so much. And the risk made her want him even more.

Then her orgasm suddenly took over her. She spasmed above him, her pussy clenching tightly around him and her leaning against him for support. She screamed his name out as she came. Her arms came up around his neck and she clung to him.

Then she felt him cum as well. He filled her completely to the point where their combined juices dropped down onto his balls and her couch even more. He then tilted her head down and kissed her. A sweet, gentle kiss that made her chest ache. He was such a kind, protective man. She absentmindedly thought that his wife must know how lucky she was.

"Ricardo that was ... Amazing".

The fact that they hadn't used protection didn't even cross her mind. She kissed him again, and slowly stood, his now soft cock slipping from her body.

"I'll be back" she whispered to him and then walked to the bathroom. Only then did she realize they hadn't used a condom. Her heart dropped in her chest. She wasnt on both control. Slightly panicked she leaned against the bathroom door and took several deep breaths.

After she managed to get herself under control she cleaned up and then walked back out to the living room where he was waiting for her. She walked over and sat down beside him.

"Ricardo..." She whispered, her heart thundering in her chest. She locked eyes with him. "We... We didn't use a condom".

She saw his face dropped and tears formed in her eyes. "I'm so sorry..."
 
Ricardo took things extremely well considered she had just told him than he could have potentially gotten a 20+ year old pregnant. And he was married, at that. He merely pulled her into his lap and held her as she tried to get herself together. She wasnt ready for a child. She had just begun her career. She didn't have a suitable home. She didn't make enough money.

She forced the thoughts from her head. Like he said. Figure it out later. When he carried her to her room and asked to join she did manage to smile at him.

"I think it's ok considering what just happened" she said. He lay down beside her ad she rolled into his arms. "Ricardo... I am sorry. I never meant for anything like this to happen... I... You're married. Do you do this often?"

She was obviously referring to having sex with other women. She had never before slept with a married man. It was a strange feeling knowing he had another woman asleep in bed at home while he was there with her. Didn't she care where he was? She wondered.

"I don't believe in abortion" she said firmly, getting that out in the open from the get-go.

"I am sorry though".
 
Rylee took a deep breath nodded, agreeing to drop the subject for the time being. There was nothing they could do about it at that point in time anyway so what was the point? She tried to force the subject from her mind and focus on how nice it felt to be securely wrapped in this mans arms.

It wasnt a smart, or a moral thing to do but it felt extremely nice- and it felt right. So why fight it?

Sighing, she thought she felt his cock stir a bit and felt a moment of panic but he merely held her tight and let her relax against him. Her head was on his chest and she felt her eyes growing heavier and heavier.

Sleepily, she gazed up at him and smiled softly, "Thank you..." She whispered. "Regardless of the outcome... You're amazing."
 
Rylee slept like the dead. Wrapped in Ricardo's arms she felt like nothing could harm her in any way... Except she had strange dreams overnight. Ones of butterflies and angel wings. She never dreamt of that kind of stuff.

When she awoke it was staring up into the dark eyes of Ricardo and she smiled at him. He smiled back but she could tell immediately that he was regretting their actions of the night before. The smile slipped from her face slowly.

"I slept well thanks" she said quietly. "Are you ok?"

She saw his erection and thought maybe that was a sign that he wasnt as regretful as she thought but the look on his face said different.

"I understand if you wanna run out of this apartment and never come back" she said as she sat, the sheet falling from her naked body as she did so. She couldn't quite make eye contact with him. She didn't regret their encounter. Not one bit. But she knew it was wrong for him. She could understand his feelings.
 
Rylee hesitated briefly when Rick said he could stay a little longer. Did they really want to do this again when she was pretty sure they both had guilty consciences? Her mind screamed no but her body screamed yes. She could see his cock tenting the sheet and thought, what the hell?

They had already done it, and they both obviously wanted this so why not? The damage was already done. They may as well enjoy it. "I want you to stay" she said quietly. "But... Do we have protection?" Her eyes were wide with thoughts of what could have already happened.

She figured if they didn't have a condom they could always use foreplay but the real thing was better... So good. She smiled at Ricardo and let the sheet fall completely from her body as she moved towards him on the bed. Slowly she ran her fingers down his chest and abs to the tent in the sheet.

"Rick, I wasn't aware we were camping out... I would have brought a sleeping bag. But I guess we can always start a fire right here right now" she grinned. "They say body heat is a great way to keep each other warm."

Slowly she reached down and cupped his heavy ball sac in her hand and then moved upward stroking his dick as she went. "Mmm" she moaned softly as she let how rock hard he was for her. She was equally as wet and ready.
 
The way Ricardo moved along her body kissing, licking and generally doing anything possible to make her feel good was blowing Rylee's mind. He almost immediately brought her to the brink of an orgasm but refused to let her go over that edge.

So she was stuck. Hanging on the edge of what felt like a cliff. Wanting more. So much more. And yet he wouldn't allow it. He would push her close only to pull her back again. Always taking her to the height of pleasure only to let her fall away.

Rylee whimpered and buried her fingers in his thick hair. "Jesus Rick" she panted. "You are going to drive me absolutely insane... Please.. Please just let me cum!"

Her head was thrashing side to side and her body was covered by a light sheen of sweat. Her pulse was raving and she was out of breath. It was physically exhausting her and she cried out his name in a pleading voice.

"Please... Please!"

She couldn't take anymore. Of that she was sure.
 
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