Chapter 10
Hank just continued to watch as Tyshawn plowed the little teacher's ass. It was an interesting sight to see a long, hard, black cock moving in and out of her white ass. The contrast was fascinating.
He saw Tyshawn grimace and pull her legs into his chest. He knew they were soft and warm and he didn't blame Tyshawn for holding onto them. Tyshawn finished unloading into her and moved away. Hank saw her ass stay open just a few seconds and then snap shut.
Hank got off the couch and walked over to the table. Sarah lay on the table, her eyes closed and her breathing slow and deep. She seemed to be sleeping but he thought it more likely that her body had just shut down. He thought back over the last few hours and he figured she had finally had enough. He looked at her cute little breasts sitting up on her chest. Her nipples were still hard, they were pink and perfect. His eyes flowed down her body past her tight stomach and down to her waist. He saw her skirt bunched around her waist and her legs, limp, hanging over the table edge. Her legs were spread slightly enough for him to catch a glimpse of her smooth pussy. The lips were red and looked swollen. Hank looked at her smooth thighs, they were soft but firm and he reached out to touch them.
He knew she was unconscious when he got no response as his hand ran up and down her soft thigh. She looked so peaceful. Hank moved over to the side of the table and slipped his arm under her shoulders and the other under her thighs. He lifted her easily off the table and held her in his arms. Her right arm was limp and hanging and Hank adjusted her so that her head was now leaning against his chest. He walked back towards her bedroom.
Hank placed her softly onto her bed. He grabbed the skirt, slid it off of her hips and down her legs. He tossed it into a hamper that looked like it was there for dirty clothes. He went into the bathroom and found a washcloth. He soaked it with warm water and went back into the bedroom. He used it to wash her pretty face. He washed off her chest and then washed off her crotch area until it was free of all cum and looked clean. He held the warm cloth over her swollen pussy. It looked sore and raw and he thought the warm cloth would feel good. He looked at her again and she was still unresponsive.
Hank took the cloth and dropped it back in the bathroom sink. He went back and slid her towards the center of the bed. He arranged her head on a pillow and pulled a sheet over her body. She looked very comfortable. He turned off the light as he left the room.
Jesse and Tyshawn were finishing cleaning the kitchen and dining room areas as Hank came back into the room. The apartment looked okay for the most part. He didn't want to leave it messy for her to when she awoke in the morning. He noticed her panties sitting on the floor and went to pick them up.
"Boys, when you are done I will take you home," Hank said as he walked past the kitchen to take the panties to the bedroom.
"Ok, we are almost done," he heard the boys respond.
Hank thought of what his next move would be. He had no car here as his car was still at school. He would need to go and get it and then somehow get the teacher's car back here. He tried to figure out how he was going to do that and then get both boys home. He could tell it was going to be a long night of driving back and forth. Luckily, he knew the boys lived relatively close to the teacher's apartment and school was not very far away either.
"Hank, we're done. You ready?" Hank heard and turned to see Jesse and Tyshawn coming out of the kitchen.
He smiled as he realized they were good boys and cleaned up her kitchen without even balking. Not many young men would do that in their own house much less someone else's. Now he was more determined than ever to try and help them. He just wished he could come up with a good plan to do that. He was not going to worry about this too much, he was confident he would come up with an effective arrangement.
"Ok, boys, let's get out of here," he said and opened the door.
The boys filed past him and he stepped out and closed the door. It hit him quickly that he should be careful. It would look strange for three black guys to be leaving a woman's apartment at night. He looked down the hallway to see if anyone was around. It was clear and they went down the stairs and quickly got into the teach's car.
Hank drove for a while, the neighborhoods getting more and more depressing until he came to Jesse's street. Jesse pointed out the house and Hank dropped him off at the curb. Jesse did not want him to come in so Hank figured he would allow him that request this time but he had to figure out something for the boy. He watched Jesse hop onto the porch and open the broken screen door. Jesse disappeared into the house and Hank drove away.
He pulled into Tyshawn's driveway and got out of the car. Tyshawn told him he didn't have to come up but he felt something telling him to go with him. Tyshawn walked up to the door and reached for the handle. The door ripped open and Hank looked to see a woman who looked extremely angry.
"Where the fuck have you been?" the woman screamed.
Tyshawn didn't answer but tried to step into the house. The woman hit him directly in the chest, pushing him back onto the porch.
"Answer me, you little fuck, where have you been?" she screamed again.
Tyshawn looked at her and Hank could see the anger growing in his eyes. He knew he had to do something or this could end badly.
"Maam, he was with me," Hank said.
He saw her turn her head slowly and look at him. She paused for a moment and then spit her next statement out with incredible force.
"And who the fuck are you?" she said loud enough for the entire neighborhood to hear.
