Its All About Richard Pt 03

Hello there,

My name is Alice and I am 25 years old woman with long blond curly hair, clear blue eyes, more or less athletic body with C-sized chest. I am 173 cm tall. If you are here, you have probably read through my absolutely horrible week, where I got completely humiliated, embarrassed and sexually frustrated to the point of mental breakdown. I had been hallucinating about my best friend Sandra, 26 year old married woman with middle-long straight ginger hair, dark green eyes, small cute freckles on the nose, slim body with chest reaching to C-size and skinny ass, having her way with me. I had been hypnotised by her husband Richard, but I did not know it back then. So, where did I ended up last time?

I was standing at bus station, buying tickets to my hometown. I was determined to return home to my parents, the only safe place I could think of right now. It was late at night and there had been one last bus coming. If I missed this one, I would have to wait till next morning.

I was alone, in the night, waiting for the bus, since no other sane person would come back home this late. Then suddenly, I felt hand on my shoulder. It nearly scared me to death.

"Are you alright, Al?" Asked Richard worryingly. Oh Richard. My best friend's husband. Very good looking tall white guy with short dirty blond hair, kind brown eyes and quite fit body, dressed as his usual elegant self in what I would call business outfit.

"Oh h...h...hey Richard." I stammered. Why was I so nervous around him? "I....I am alright, why?" I asked.

"Al, I had told you many times, please call me Rich. And don't take is as an insult, but you look terrible." He said. I felt sudden pain of sadness. "I mean you look terrific on outside, but you are mess in the inside, if you know what I mean." He corrected himself.

Then I realized I am standing here in cold night weather, just in my very short and very tight black dress with quite deep cleavage, no bra, wearing only G-strings and stockings above knee with suspenders attached to them. I suddenly felt big urge to hide myself somewhere. I could not let him see me like this.

"Please don't look." I answered with tears in my eyes. Then he took off his jacket and put it around me. It was so warm and smelled like him. My heart started to pound as if I was racing. "Thank you." I shyly responded to his act of kindness. "What...what...are you doing here?" I asked quietly. Why am I behaving like a little girl around him?

"We had business party and this is the latest I could go home. Sandra would not appreciate, if I left her alone whole night." I DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE NEITHER! I shouted inside.

"I see." Then the bus had arrived and we were the only passengers. I sat as far from driver as I could and Richard came to me.

"Would you mind if I sit with you or do you want to be alone." He asked gently.

"I...I..." I could not decide. I felt so nervous around him, but I did not want to be alone. "...please...you can sit here." I invited him to sit next to me. My eyes were wet from tears I was holding.

"What happened to you Al?"

"Nothing." I lied. It was obvious to him, but he did not pushed me...not yet anyway. He just hugged me. Firmly and protectively. I felt so secured. His cologne was so strong and so nice. It made my head a little bit dizzy.

"Trust in your Richard, Al!" He said silently to my ear. These words echoed through my whole body.

"I trust Richard, listening to his voice makes me relaxed and obeying him feels good." I answered, didn't know why. I suddenly felt light as feather. Everything that was burdening me suddenly seemed so far away.

"Listen to me, Al! Lying is bad. From now on, whenever you are honest, your subconsciousness will let you feel so much pleasure as if someone was making love to you. If you lie though, you will feel pain as if you were slapped your ass and breasts really hard. Do you understand?"

"Yes, darling! Yes, I do!" I absent-mindedly responded.

"Now you will get back to your senses and will not remember anything I told you since the sentence Trust in your Richard. Wake up!" I blinked. I must had dozed off for a second there, I thought to myself.

"Come on Al, I can see you are not alright. Let me help you. What is wrong?"

"As I said, nothi...ouch!" before I could finish the sentence sudden pain hit me on my butt and chest. "Nothing. OUCH!" again the pain struck me. What is going on? Was I getting sick or something?

"You don't have to be hero, Al. Everyone has their own moments weakness. You just need to not bear them alone. Tell me the truth." He asked with tone that did not allow and resistance. And resist, I did not. I had collapsed into his arms and started crying. I told him everything for some reason (EVERYTHING) and it took me almost 30 minutes to do so. With every sentence I said, I felt blissful. It had motivated me to open to him as I did only with Sandy. During all of this he was gently stroking my hair. Were it not for all the stress, I would probably noticed myself moaning quite heavily in between the sentences but I continued my monologue and enjoyed every moment of it

"...so I ran away...Mmmm... Why have I ended up like this, Rich? Am I really that worthless!?" I asked out of desperation.

"Of course, you are not, Al. In fact, you are admirable beautiful young lady. I heard you have graduated from university, so I believe congratulations are in place!" he tried to cheer me up. "You need to rest a bit. It is not healthy to stay awake all night long."

"You are right, would... would you mind if I sleep for a while in your embrace? I cannot be alone right now." My mouth asked and my brain just had not had enough strength to stop it.

"Sure thing." He agreed and I cuddled onto his chest. Hearing his heart pounding, feeling his cologne and warmth, I felt in need. In need of love. Like Sandra had. I wished Richard was mine. He would be nice to me, not like that asshole. I was somewhere in the state of half-sleeping half-conscious. I wanted to do something that would made me closer with Richard. As if I was sleeping, I moved my hand "accidentally" to his crotch. He was already rock hard. Was it possible, that I had been actually turning him on? With that thought my heart started to pound really fast.

"What if I do a bit more?" I thought to myself. I gently grabbed his dick through the trousers and felt as his body tensed. I released slight moan and then realized, I might had revealed, I was not sleeping at all. I had waited for a while, enjoying the feeling of his hard shaft in my hand. I WANT YOU SO BADLY! I yelled inside my head.

Then out of nowhere Sandra holding their son appeared in my mind, giving me disapproving look and I suddenly felt so bad about what I was doing. I released my weak grip of Richard's dick and continued to pretend that I was sleeping. He whispered something to my ear and then I fell asleep for real. He woke me up about a minute before we had to get out from the bus.

"Do you feel better?" He asked me gently.

"I..." Surprisingly, I had realized I was feeling much better. Still horny as hell, but relaxed and rested. "Yes, I feel better. Thank you again Rich, for everything." I received warm feeling in my pussy for answering truthfully.

"Anytime, Al. Remember, you are not alone." He smiled at me gently and I smiled back.

We got out of the bus and it was completely dark and cold outside. I begrudgingly took of his jacket and wanted to return it to him.

"Keep it, you will freeze without it." He refused while pointing at my dress. I noticed while doing that he also checked my body. I saw the bulge in his crotch and my pussy had started tingling even more.

"Thank...thank you, Darling." I responded and put it back on. Then I froze in place. I saw his eyebrows risen and I panicked. "Sorry, sorry, I am so sorry!" I started apologizing "I meant to say Darling." WHAT THE FUCK! I was red from embarrassment. "I... I..." I stuttered trying to come up with some believable excuse. He just put his pointing finger to my mouth to silence me.

"Shh, it will be our secret." He said quietly and winked at me. Then he came closer to my ear and whispered. "You will masturbate thinking about it once you get to the bed."

I was shocked! How could he say something like this to me? I was even more shocked when I heard myself answering "I will, Darling! I promise. Bye." With that, my body turned around and left my embarrassed self-consciousness right then and there.

Whole way home I was trying to figure out, what had just happened. Why was I behaving so weirdly around Richard? Why was I so nervous? What if he stops liking me? I wanted to belong to him. JESUS ALICE! Stop thinking like that! He is your best friend's husband. You love her dearly and don't want to loose her trust. Love? What? I was so confused about my own thoughts that I had not noticed two men had started to follow me when passing pub near to my house.

"Hey sweetheart. Wait for us, wouldn't ya?" drunken voice brought me back to the present. I had decided to ignore them and raised up my pace. My home was nearby. When they had started walking faster and closing a distance, I got scared a little. After all, it was night, and I was lone woman followed by two drunken guys. I had started to run and they followed my suit. As I said, my home was right behind two corners and I was faster than them, but when I came to our backyard door, I had found, it was closed.

"Damn it, damn it." I swore to myself that I had forgotten my parents left today for holidays. I heard footsteps coming closer, so I had quicky ran through my purse to get my keys, only to find out, I had forgotten them in my university apartment. Two guys had emerged from the corner and noticed me standing in front of the door. I panicked. This was actually quite a seclude place, as my parents liked the idea of solitary living. I tried to force the door open, but to no avail. Before I could reach for my pepper spray to defend myself, both men had already closed distance and grabbed my hands.

"Need some help, missy?" one of them asked creepily.

"NO. LET ME GO!" I fought back, but they were surprisingly strong. One of them forced my hands behind my back while the other one got his face closer to my chest and took a deep breath with his nose.

"You smell so nice. I think we should get to know each other more."

"LEAVE ME ALONE! HEEELP! ANYONE! HE...!" I tried to call for help but I got muffled by the guy holding me. I bit him in self-defence!

"OUCH! YOU FUCKING BITCH!" And with this, he slapped me so hard that I fell to the ground. Before I could overcome the pain, he took out the knife, put it near my neck and coldheartedly said „You better not try anything like this again, or you are done for." When he touched my neck with the knife and I felt the cold steel against my skin, my body froze from fear.

"Please. Don't." I begged and started to cry.

"Don't worry missy, we will be gentle." Said the first creep and both of them started to laugh. Then he had removed the string holding my dress to reveal my chest. "Look, she is naked! I bet she wanted us to take advantage of her all along." The second one explored my crotch are meanwhile.

"Yeah, she wants it. Look at what she is wearing!" and showed the first one my G-string panties. "And she is so drenched already! She is actually enjoying it!" I was not! I was scared to death! I was sure, that was my end there and then. The first one forced his way to kiss me and the second one started to touch my crotch. In my last act of defiance, I bit the guy kissing me.

"You bitch you will PAY for that!" he yelled and raised his fist to punish me. I had closed my eyes and waited the pain from incoming punch. But, it had not come. Then I heard "OU! OU! OU! WHAT THE FUCK?!" I had opened my eyes and saw the first creep lying on his face with his hands unnaturally forcefully bent behind his back by another person.

"You better let go of that knife, or it is last time you have used this hand of yours." Richard threaten him with cold voice. Then I saw the aggressor trying to attack Richard with his knife and heard loud CRACK sound.

"FUCK! FUUUUUCK! IT HURTS! WHAT DID YOU DO?!" yelled the man in pain. "You will pay for this!" Then Richard stood on his neck.

"Oh, I don't think so. You have last chance to leave! Or you will die here, I swear." So cold. I had never seen Richard so scary. The other guy let me go and ran towards Richard to save his companion. Richard took him down with one perfectly aimed punch in him face. When the both aggressors were pacified, he came to me and raised me in his arms.

"Let's get you home." He said gently and carried me to my house.

"It... it is locked. I don't have the keys." I said weakly, still crying from this horrible experience. "I have nowhere to go."

"I will take you to our house then." He said and started to walk. I wanted to decline his offer, but I was too weak to resist.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"After few minutes I have realized Sandra would have never forgiven me for letting you go home alone at such late time. So, I decided to check, if you had come home safely. And I am glad I did." I was crying even more because of how lucky I was. I cuddled in his arms and got lost in his protection. I think I fell asleep, because next thing I remember was him opening the door from their house. He carried me in front of the bathroom, which certainly got upgraded since the last time I was here. Was it really that long? I had not been here since THAT night. "Go. Get yourself a bath and zou can rest in our bedroom. I will be sleeping in living room tonight." Richard said.

"Dar..." I stopped myself in last possible moment. "Rich, I cannot let you do it. You had already done enough for me." I protested.

"No protesting! Get a bath and to the bed with you!" He said strictly.

"Yes darling!" I said and went to the bath as he ordered me to. It was a blissful and relaxing feeling. I cleaned myself thoroughly. I felt as the hot water was slowly washing away all those horrors of tonight and days before. I went to bedroom and saw Sandra sleeping there. My heart jumped again with happiness that I was able to see her again and with excitement that I could share the bed with her again. As I lied in the bed, I smelled her freshly washed ginger hair. I gently stroked them. I suddenly got really horny. I remembered the smell of my darling, I remembered thickness of his dick. I had started to finger myself, imagining him fucking me right here, next to his sleeping wife. I put my face into the pillows to cover my moans, raised my ass to the air and fingered both my pussy and butt. I was nearly there... Just a little bit more! My body was tense. Wanted to come so badly. But it did not happen. I had tried for like 30 minutes, but to no avail. Exhausted, I fell to the bed. Before I could fall asleep, I felt as Sandra cuddled with me, putting her arm around me, resting it on my breasts.

"Welcome home, love." She said sleepily. Probably not even being fully awake. I knew these words were not addressed to me, yet, when I heard her calling me love, I nearly orgasmed just from that word. It made me try to get myself off one more time. Unsuccessfully again. Then I had lost my consciousness.

When I woke up, I was alone, naked in the bed. I had noticed huge wet circle below my crotch. I was so embarrassed that my excitement was so noticeable. I saw some clothes nicely folded on the chair with note "For Al." I looked at the panties. Those belonged to Sandra. Wouldn't it be weird if I wore them? Well, what other choice did I have? I had put them on, but just the thought made me fell dirty and excited. I also put on the bra, but it was so uncomfortable, that I immediately took it off. Rest of the clothes were very casual and very comfortable. It was a little bit tight for me, as Sandra was slimmer than me, but I managed somehow. When I came downstairs, I smelled a scent of freshly fried eggs and bacon. I saw Sandra standing in front of the cooker. She was wearing yoga trousers, sleeveless shirt and nice ping apron.

"Oh, morning Al! Have you slept well?" She asked me when she noticed me standing in the kitchen.

"Morning Sandy. I am sorry I crashed at your place like this." I apologized immediately.

"Yeah, no problem. Richard told me." She said.

"He...he did?" I stuttered. I had remembered the night before and got shivers up to my spine.

"Yeah. He said you forgot your keys and could not get inside your home, so he offered you our place." Sandra explained.

"Yeah, that...that is true. Ouch!" Sudden pain hit my ass and breasts.

"Are you alright?" she asked worriedly. I nodded. "Breakfast will be ready soon, please sit." She asked me, so I sat on one chair and watched Sandra cooking. For a mother, she was still very fit. Her ass was nicely rounded and the pregnancy had actually increased size of her chest.

"I cooked eggs with bacon because I know you like it." Liking it was a slight understatement. I loved myself some eggs and bacon for breakfast. I smiled at her and she did at me. My heart suddenly felt warm and so did my crotch. Was I getting turned on by her kindness? I mean, she was very beautiful. At that moment I wished, she would wear just her apron and nothing else. It would be so hot. I would then come to her, put my hands on those nice boobies of hers and teased them a lot. She would moan while trying to maintain doing what she was doing. Then we would end in the bedroom, where I would use all those toys of hers on her body. I heard her gasping, pleading for more in my head and my hand had instinctively slid down to my pussy.

As if she heard my thoughts, she asked provocatively "So, when shall we start?" Then she devilishly winked at me.

I was stunned. What was she suggesting? She could not have possibly meant...? "Doing what?" I asked hesitantly as my crotch was trembling with expectations.

"I knew you would forget! The run!" she said. "As we promised to each other last weekend." She explained when she had seen the confusion in my face. Oh yeah, THE RUN! I had completely forgotten about it. She must had seen the surprise and slight disappointment in my face, because she asked "What were you thinking I was talking about?"

"Nothin...Ouch!" I instinctively grabbed my chest as I felt the pain again. Lying is BAD! The thought suddenly went through my mind.

"Is there something wrong, Al? You do not look well." She came to me and put her hand on my head. "You forehead is really hot, maybe you have fever." She said with the worried tone inside her voice.

"It is noth... just pain in my chest. Mmmm..." I moaned slightly as the pleasure of something sliding inside my pussy suddenly hit me. "Truth is pleasurable." said the voice in my head again. "...nothing major really."

"If you say so. You seem little bit off today. We don't have to run if you don't want to." She said and turned back to the frying pan.

"I want Sandy! Mmmmmm! I want... to run with yooou! Mmmmm!" I gasped and bit my lips in sudden wave of heat in my crotch. I was surprised, I didn't cum right there. She brought me my breakfast during which we had talked and I nearly orgasmed again for two more times. She seemed to be worried whenever my body got tensed up, but decided not to say anything.

After the breakfast, we changed our clothes to the jogging ones. She lent me one of her running suits, which stretched enough for me to fit in. We went outside.

"Please go easy on me. I have not had a good run for a while." Asked Sandra.

"I will. Don't worry." And we ran. We had talked for a few minutes, until we ran out of breath, so we had decided to focus on our run. During an especially slim corridor, I ran behind her and watch her sweet sweet ass swaying with each step she had done. She looked so sexy in these clothes and with her hair bound into thick braid, she looked absolutely mesmerising. I felt so horny and combination of cold wind and the tight shirt massaging my naked nipples did not help it much neither. The run lasted for almost 50 minutes. During the whole time, I was fantasising about fucking Sandra in all possible ways imaginable. When we had suddenly stopped, I realized we are in front of their house again.