Grace talks about relationships

When you let go of her legs and roll off her Grace cuddles into you with a happy sigh, nuzzling your neck as you stroke her lithe body.

"You're so good to me Mr. Carter," she purrs. "I love your cock so much, and what you do to me, just taking me, using me. I feel so owned. So alive. God I love you, Mr. Carter."

You kiss the top of her head and stroke her back, enjoying her attention but worrying that her infatuation will cause problems in the future. She snuggles, pressing close against you, wriggling happily.

"So you're not jealous of Valerie?" you ask quietly.

"That you...fucked her? Oh no, it's ok. I know men do that. My father has mistresses, and mother knows, but she doesn't mind. Men need more than one woman. Strong men, like you and father do anyway. A woman has to please her man, but she doesn't own him. He owns her. Like you own me Mr. Carter. You've shown me what a man means to a woman. A woman he possesses."

You listen silently, bemused by this naïve teen's concept of relationships.

"So your mother doesn't care if your father has other women? I find that hard to believe."

"It's true! He hires pretty women in his office, and I know he...he fucks them...most of them anyway. And mother doesn't mind as long as he stays. She told me so. She told me she keeps him happy but he needs more than one hen, that's how she says it, more than one hen, but she's happy as long as she's the top hen. Can I be your top hen Mr. Carter? You can...can fuck all the girls...but I can be your top hen? Please sir?"

"And what privileges does a top hen get?" you ask with a smile.

"Whatever you choose to give me sir. You own me. You own my heart and my body. You can do whatever you want. I'm yours. Anytime you want you can have me."

"And if I share you with Coach Watts, like I did last night?"

"I'm yours Mr. Carter. If you want to share me that's ok. I'll do whatever you say. I love you sir," she says seriously, looking up at you with a determined expression on her pretty face.

"You know Grace, I'm not exactly the ideal guy for you to fall in love with..."

"Don't say that sir!" she interrupts you, putting a finger to your lips. "You made a woman out of me, not like that silly boy I let during the summer. I didn't know what a man could do, make me feel like. I know what mother must feel like when father takes her. I hear them sometimes. She's so loud. I guess I'm loud too." She blushes suddenly.

"You're certainly enthusiastic," you chuckle. "We better get up. You need to get back to your room. Speaking of which, what's your roommate going to think about you being gone all night?"

"I told her I was sneaking off to see my boyfriend. She'll be ok. She's a sweetheart. He name's Emma Davis. She's a little chubby, poor girl, but she's just the best friend. I could tell her the truth and she'd keep my secret."

"That's probably not a good idea Grace," you say with a note of warning. "It's better not to tell people anything they don't want to know. What about your sister?"

Grace pauses in the middle of pulling her shorts up, looking at you curiously.

"Sally? She's fine. She doesn't know about this. She's pretty innocent and naïve. Why do you ask?"

You suppress a smile at this inexperienced girl calling someone else naïve and put a serious expression on your face.

"Just curious. Since at first you were willing to do anything to keep her out of trouble I was wondering..."

"If I told her? God no! She'd freak. She's still a virgin," she adds with smug superiority.

"And you've had so many men," you chuckle. "What is it now? Three? Or have you been holding out on me?" She blushes furiously, looking utterly delectable.

"No, I wouldn't do that sir! I wouldn't lie to you! Just three. That boy, and you of course, and when you gave me to Coach Watts. Just three."

"And you've had all three holes filled," you tease her, making her blush deeper. "And poor Sally hasn't had any."

"Do you want...want to fuck Sally sir?" Graces asks with a worried tone. "I think she'd freak. She's so immature."

"Relax Grace, I'm just teasing you. Your sister's safe from me." She gives you a smile of relief and hugs you, standing on her toes to kiss your chin.

"You're so hot!" she purrs. "You make me feel all tingly inside. My belly flutters, even when you tease me."

"And you blush so prettily when you're teased," you chuckle, giving her rump a squeeze as you push her towards the door. "Let's get you on your way home now."