Continued from part 3.
Rita Bensons words were still ringing in my ears, have sex with that awful ugly middle aged pervert or the video of my making love to Sheba would go viral. My brain was frantically trying to process her demands as her hand was gently squeezing the crotch of my white frilly tennis panty. I grabbed Ritas wrist trying to prevent her from any further assault on my pussy.
"Well Ms Wentworth I think you need a little encouragement."
"Oh my God," Rita painfully squeezed my pussy so I instinctively returned the favor by digging my nails deep into her wrist causing that fat ugly bitch to howl in pain as she removed her hand from under my short tennis skirt. "How dare you touch me like that. I'm a Wentworth not some perverted dyke slut and as far as having sex with you, that will only happen in your dreams, so fuck you Ms Benson."
"Why you little bitch, you need to learn some manners I hated that blonde bitch as she would flaunt her tight body around the tennis club, always finding an excuse to bend over showing off her sexy panties to old dykes like myself.
It felt like a brick had smashed into my face as Rita bitch slapped me with the back of her hand. Before I knew it she grabbed a fistful of my blonde hair and marched me over to the maintenance shed. The equipment room had two parts, the first housed various supplies and tools needed to maintain the tennis club to its prestigious status among its wealthy members. The second room was located in the rear of the building. It contained a dark leather couch, two matching leather chairs, a TV and pool table. All of which was used by the staff when they were on break but it was empty today as all the workers were sent to the main house for some emergency repairs. I was terrified as I was now all alone with that ugly dyke bitch Rita Benson, well not exactly alone as there also was a large German Sheperd named Spartan who was now barking at the two of us.
