His arms enclosed Sue in a tight embrace and his tongue entered her mouth. They kissed for an eternity according to Sue's calculation. She broke free of Rob's surprisingly powerful arms. "I need to get comfortable." She told Rob. "Do you have a hanger for this dress? Is that the bathroom?"Rob handed Sue a hanger and she escaped for the relative safety of the bathroom. A tear trickled down her cheek as she thought of the narrow escape. Had she miscalculated? Rob should be out by now. Sue decided to hide in the relative safety of the bathroom and hope that Rob fell asleep. About five minutes later Sue carefully opened the bathroom door. Immediately she said a prayer of thanks when she heard the sound of snoring coming from the bed.Sue took her drink and went out to the sofa. She sat and sipped and thought. What a change two week could make. Acceptance of her feminine side, meeting a new friend in Gloria and, getting picked up by her brother. Yeah, lots of things had changed. About. “We must’ve needed that.” He slowly disengaged, got to his feet, and kicked off his trousers. He reached for me and pulled me up beside him. “Can we take it a little slower next time? I’m a little sore.” He helped me out of my tangled dress and wrapped me up in his arms. “Hmm, I’ll scrub your back, come on.” He led me through to the bathroom and we stepped under the hot, soothing torrent. His hands gently smoothed soap over my skin and rubbed away aches all over my abused body. His lips followed the path of his hands with soft kisses. He held me close, with my back to his chest, and I pressed my languid, sated body into him. I felt safe in his arms. His hands slowly made their way to my breasts, just cupping and holding them at first. Then he started to slowly stroke my taut, tender nipples with his thumbs. I closed my eyes as his gentle touch soothed away the pain of his rough treatment. He turned me round to face him and looked into my eyes. The raw animal lust had faded.
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