Bill takes Morgan out on a date! And you follow! You see how aggresive he is with her.

And so the entire week, Morgan seemed a little distant and off. You had set up cameras inside every room of her house, and put hearing devices in her purses. It wasn't enough. You followed her constantly. You couldn't tell, when or where the date was going to happen. Friday came, and as you prepared to go out with Morgan, she broke off your plans. You were curious as to why. You watched her in her home when she got back from work. She put on a tight fitting black top, and jean skirt, along with high-heels that strapped around her feet. She said she was just hanging out with friends. Around seven, the doorbell rang, and Hilary was at the door. The two girls left the house. You were across the street watching. They got into Hilary’s car. In the back was some guy that you recognized as one of Hilary’s boy-toys.

The three of them drove to Bill’s house, and picked him up. Morgan went to the door. He grabbed her hand and twirled her. It pissed you off. You followed them to the restaurant. It was packed so no one saw you sitting in the back. You watched as the four of them talked. Bill had his arm around the back of the seat, and Morgan was sitting next to him. She seemed uncomfortable. But as time went on, they had more drinks. Bill kept whispering in Morgan’s ear. She would nod or laugh. As if he was trying to get to know her. It was a date, after all, you told yourself. At one point, Bill made Morgan laugh and then put his hand on her knee. She elbowed him in the stomach, and they both laughed.

Next, the four of them went to the movies. Bill and Morgan sat down in the front. You were only a row behind Hilary. You watched as Bill tried to kiss Morgan. She seemed more uncomfortable. But Bill was persistent. He pulled her head to the right and smashed his face on hers. His eyes were closed, but hers were open and shocked. This was Bill’s M.O. Everyone said he got all the ladies, and fucked whoever he wanted. The reality was that he basically **** himself on these women. The problem was, he had an innate knack for making woman submit to him. Most of his girls didn’t even like him at first. He just kept pushing and pushing. They always had the look of someone losing a battle. In the end, they always did what he wanted. They all seemed to come around to being Bill’s “girl” after several weeks. Some followed him like a puppy dog until he tired of them. Tonight, your girlfriend had that look of a deer lost in headlights, that you had seen so many girls have before with Bill. Part of you wanted to help her, part of you wanted her punished. If only you knew what that would entail.

Morgan had always hated Bill. He was an asshole, a chauvinistic pig to her. He hit on her and treated her poorly, and all his friends. She hated his “player” ways. She flirted with men, but never Bill. He was obnoxious. When Hilary had originally asked to date Bill, Morgan had told her good luck. She told Hilary that Bill would never change, not until he found that one girl, as she had put it, that one girl with the “magic pussy”, she had joked, that would stop Bill in his tracks. Morgan had told Hilary that Hilary might be just that girl. Now the tables were turned.

Bill kept pushing. He kept putting his arm around her. Holding her waist or shoulders. Trying to kiss her in public. Hilary seemed to laugh and love it. You hated her right then. The four of them retired back to Morgan’s house. While Hilary and her guy were on the deck, Morgan had gone to the bathroom. You were across the street watching the video feed. Bill had come up behind her when she exited the bathroom. He threw her up against the wall. She struggled against him. He licked her neck, and pulled her face to kiss him. She tried to stop him, but he got his mouth on hers again. She finally pushed him off.

An hour later, everyone was ready to leave. Hilary was leaving with her man. Bill was drunk off his ass. Hilary wanted Bill to stay put. Morgan protested, but let up. Bill appeared to pass out. So Morgan said goodbye to Hilary. As she walked over to the couch to check on Bill, his hand reached up and began rubbing the back of her thigh. It caused her to momentarily lose balance. “Stop,” it she slapped him, and walked away. She closed the bedroom door and locked it. She forgot to lock the other bathroom door from the living room.

Morgan sat with a bottle of wine. She looked antsy and anxious. You were hoping she’d go to sleep. However, to your shock, she looked around, and opened her legs. You zoomed in to see her blue panties were soaked. Morgan began to rub herself slowly. You didn’t even think as to why she was so horny. She just lied back with a leg dangling over her large bed. In the corner of the screen, you saw Bill, in the bathroom mirror. He was watching her as well. His hand was rubbing his cock.

He made his presence known. You thought about going in there, but Bill was big, and he was drunk. You had fought him before, and didn’t want to lose in front of Morgan. You almost called the cops, but stopped for some reason.

“Well, well, well,” Bill smirked to Morgan as he closed the distance. “What do we have here!”

Morgan covered herself up with a pillow and shrank back on the bed. “What are you doing? Get out of here!”

Bill shook his head, “I don’t think so Morgan, I’m tired of you teasing!”

What did he mean?