Valerie's First Attempt

I couldn’t believe that Frank cut off my internet access! It was my only way to connect with people who seemed to really understand me and what I was going through. Now All I had was a ten by twelve room with a bed and a dresser, but even they were owned by that asshole Frank! And don’t even get me started on the idea my mom came up with!

There was no way on earth that I was going to let someone who was a good twenty yeard older than me fuck me. I wasn't that hard up to stay here! I’m sure all I had to do was put out a request to stay somewhere else and I would have lots of offers to choose from. Then it came to me that unless I had internet access then I couldn’t even get advice from the outside. No one outside of mom had my private phone number, nor I theirs.

Then I got a text message from mom, that I’m sure was supposed to go to Frank and not me! “In fact don’t count on me coming home tonight!” Then I figured out why I was getting this, mom was telling me that I was all alone with Frank, until I heard from her!

So I started to think about how I could get Frank to either restore my internet access or get so pissed off at me that he would step over the line and I could go to the police and have him charged.

I waited until Frank went to bed then I came out and screamed as loud as I could, “IT’S SO ON, ASSHOLE!”

Then I went back to my room and plotted my first step on my plan to entrap Frank! I knew that Frank rose everyday a little after seven in the morning, so I set my clock for six fifty- nine so I would be up before him!

When the alarm went off, I rolled over and drifted back to sleep until I heard the shower running in the bathroom. Shit! Frank was already up and going about his morning. I threw off the blanket and got up, going over to my dresser and got my tightest t-shirt and short shorts that I owned and got dressed fast. I didn’t bother with underwear or a bra, after all this was part one of my plan to get Frank to molest me!

I went down to the kitchen and found that the coffee pot was already filled with coffee. I got a cup and a piece of banana and took the seat that Frank usually sat in. I pretended to read a paperback book, so I wouldn’t have to talk to Frank!

Then he came down dressed in a brown shirt, Black tie and a pair of black slacks. He came in from behind me and I don’t know why but he actually touched me on the shoulder and leaned in and kissed my right cheek. But that was nothing, when his left hand gripped my left breast through my t-shirt, I felt a bit excited by the way he gently squeezed my breast. But even that didn’t affect me like how his right hand did when it got between my legs and into the slight gap in my shorts.

I almost cried out in delight as his middle finger touched my pussy lips. I bit my lower lips when it entered my pussy and touched my clit before sliding as far into my pussy as he could get! Oh god I can’t even remember that last time I used a vibrator let alone hand human flesh in my pussy!

Then I learnt why Frank was touching me that way! “Damn Lena, when did you come in?” Frank had confused me with mom. I knew that I should have set him right but I was confused inside! My mind wanted to tell him off but my pussy wanted him to do even more to me!

Suddenly I knew that I had to get out of there or I just might give in to the pleasure Frank was giving me and let him actually have sex with me! But before I could move Frank’s phone went off saying he had a text!

“Ah! how cute you’re texting me!” Frank took out his phone, looked at it then his eyes widened in shock. Frank screamed out “Valerie what are you doing?”

I took that as my cue to get out of there! I pushed back my chair causing it to tip over! I was out of the kitchen door in a flash, running as fast I could get to the stairs, up them then into my room. I slammed the door, still biting my lower lip! Christ what had come over me? That was mom’s husband who kissed my cheek,squeezed my breast and fingered my pussy!

Damn I didn’t even have my phone on so I could record anything he did. Now no one would believe that Frank molested me. It would just be his word versus mine and any half decent lawyer would be able to get the truth out of me about enjoying what Frank was doing to me! I was so screwed and I couldn’t believe that my pussy actually wanted more from him!

Then I heard the front door open and close, the sound of a car starting then peeling out of the driveway. Frank was gone and I could go to the bathroom and wrecked myself to an orgasm thinking about what Frank was able to do to me! Of course my mind told me that there was no way I could tell mom about this without hearing her say “Oh just get it over and fuck him, so I can come home!”

Worse. I didn’t have anyone else who I could talk about what almost happened between Frank and me!