Note
Any similarity between characters in this story and real people is entirely unintentional and the author apologises for any distress caused thereby
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It all started when I got this report from that fancy school Julia sends my kid Rico to, like he suddenly gets a B for English of all things, and there's some dumb comment that if he did his homework then he might get an A.
Now, I don't pay some dumb ass teacher for crap like that, do I?
Its disrespectful and for a legit businessman like myself with entirely legit enterprises in the entertainment and security businesses on the East Coast and in Sicily, it causes embarrassment and a loss of face.
Now don't get me wrong there's nothing wrong with B grade students, there has to be someone around to be a stooge or fall guy, but the Taglioni family have a long history of straight A's, hell I got an A in Chinese for christs sake and I can't speak a single word of that dumb ass language.
You see schmucks like you pay for an education, where the Taglioni's we only pay for results,
Now I love my kid and when these disgraceful results came through just before Thanksgiving I was not amused, nor was my Grandfather Giovani, he was real sore, you see after Papa and Berto my uncle were killed in a drive by shooting in a horrible case of mistaken identity when I was two years old I had been heir to the Taglioni family business and Rico was my heir in turn.
Julia my wife was a selfish bitch, that's Giulia with a G but you say it Julia and anyway she had insisted on a divorce after the first time I got shot, hell it barely scratched me, and she moved out west and took Rico with her, just like that, Grandfather said let her go, and her set her up with an apartment, he done a few other things as well so she wasn't having any more kids and he got a couple of real well built guys for gardeners to keep her happy.
Giulia was a dancer, in one of our clubs to start with, well stripper, OK, she was a whore, but when you're eighteen you don't care about that, and Grandfather wanted security after Dad died and he figured the sooner I got a kid to carry on the family tradition the better so aged thirty five I had this fourteen year old kid I hardly saw, and a thirty nine year old ex wife and a seventy nine year old grandfather on my back.
I flew West, Julia had a place on the coast, just a few miles from the ludicrously expensive school Rico went to, you know real fancy, they even had this English English teacher from England to teach, yes you guessed, that's right to teach English!
They had classes Saturday mornings and worked nine to six and all that crap, and of course it cost a bomb and Julia had this villa, and it cost a bomb. It put me off women for life.
No, don't get the wrong idea, I'm in entertainment, I like girls, girl girls before they get fat and lazy, eighteen and keen, thats my scene.
I decided that the English teacher Miss Smith, needed a little lesson herself, like how she was expendable, I guess I could have called up the principal and had her dismissed but that would have been harsh and disconcerting to the other staff so no I figured the personal touch.
I found Miss Smith's apartment, a west coast based associate had tracked her down and she lived with another girl in a sort of big low rise wooden chalet thing in a valley or canyon a few miles behind the town, that canyon that runs parallel to the beach for a while, before it heads inland, it was a sort of second rate maybe third rate neighbourhood, just the sort of place you expect lesbian school teachers to live.
I headed over there Friday evening, the sun set early in the deep canyon, the mountain crest sort of glowed with the setting sun while a mile or two west the beach would have still been bathed in warm sunlight and as the twilight turned to darkness in the shadows I waited down the street a piece in my hired Escalade waiting for her to come out.
I nearly snatched the wrong girl as her roomie came out and drove off in the only car they seemed to have almost as soon as I arrived.
I gave it five minutes and as I saw the front of the place was in deep shadow, I just strolled in, well I say strolled, I just dug that pry bar in the door sort of levered and it fairly flew open and there she was wearing a bath towel and dripping wet screaming at me.
I had this little Chinese pistol, point two two calibre, automatic with an eight shell internal magazine, and a silencer, well it sure silenced her.
No you moron, not with a bullet, no it scared her you dummy! it scared her so much she dropped the towel!
She was blonde, natural blonde unless she dyed her, you know, and armpits, blue eyed, tasty but a bit old but she could serve cocktails or something maybe when I had her thrown out of teaching for good, and she looked good when she bent to pick that towel up again.
"Don't rape me!" she says.
Now most broads would say don't shoot me so I figured I had one hell of a man hating bitch on my hands.
"Shut the Fug up" I says all polite like, "Get your coat you're coming for a ride!"
She looked like a frightened rabbit but I saw her coat and threw it at her. She pulled it on, "Outside in the car," I ordered, "In the back on the floor."
She climbed in back, got down on the floor and I said, "I'll have that coat to stop it getting crumpled." I clicked the safety off of the gun and she understood.
She wriggled out that coat so seductively like all those cock teasing lesbian bitches do, and there she lay behind the front seats, naked pissing herself, no metaphorically, not, jeez you guys and your filthy minds, no she lay there scared out of her mind, comprendez?
"There's a good little bitch." I praised her.
We headed along a few miles, the road followed the canyon for a mile or two then I turned on to the private road that went like almost straight up or so it felt right up to the top of the canyon side and on to where the land dropped away to the ocean in a series of near vertical cliff and on to cliff top chalet I had rented for the week, it was sort of private, you know?
So private she didn't need no coat to be taken indoors, she never even tried to run, well hardly, and I led her by the arm into the kitchen area.
It was bright sunlight on the chalet, the canyon was in deep shadow behind us but the ocean was bright all the little sandy coves and rock stacks were laid out from where we were, the view was breathtaking, I guess I stopped a moment to look and she did her wriggle but I had a good grip.
I pushed her in through the kitchen and double locked the doors, then on through the lobby to the sort of lounge, like it was cantilevered out from the cliff top so the views were stunning, absolutely stunning, even I had to admit it had a wow factor, and that's where I started to teach the teacher.
She sort of tried to run when I let her go, she hunkered down like some pussy cat ready to pounce, I wasn't too sure what to do myself, usually I'd have said strip, but hell she was naked already.
"What do you want with me!" she asked plaintively.
"You got to learn you don't fuck with the Taglionis," I said, "You got to learn that you fuck with the Taglionis you get fucked."
"What?" she asked.
"Do you want a diagram," I asked, "You want me to draw a diagram, you want me to chalk it on a chalk board maybe?"
Her mouth flickered into nearly a smile and she shook her head.
"But what did I do!" she asked.
"Gave Rico a B grade, that's what," I explained, "Rico's A grade, Taglioni's are A grade not B OK!"
"But!" she said and she stood up and fronted up to me, I slapped her down, she sprawled across the carpet and her cheek went a rosy red colour.
She scrabbled back up, "But!" she says and I slapped the other cheek and she went down and stayed down.
"Get up!" I said, she didn't.
I laid my jacket on the chair by the door, undid my solid gold cuff links, slipped off my two hundred dollar hand made shirt, my thousand dollar hand made leather shoes that gave me blisters, my socks and my pants, thirty dollars from Walmart, and stood in my boxers, she just looked at me waiting to dart away.
She flinched, it was like soccer at school in England where I was for a while, penalty shoot outs, she feinted right but I went left and grabbed her foot, "No!" she wailed.
Her tits weren't much, maybe C cup, but do you know her nipples were like erect, you know sort of dark and standing up, like you know when you screw a whore she's full of KY Jelly or some such and her tits are sort of uninterested, well this one was the other way, she was turned on!
My plan seemed pretty dumb and then she said, "Please don't!" and I figured I was OK, and as I dragged her around I looked through the window, see the window went right to floor level, and the sun was fiery red, a huge ball just about to head on down into the ocean, it sort of distracted me, and she was gone, sprinting, you know like some athlete, right over the couch and she tried the door except she couldn't figure the fancy lock.
I walked up behind her and put my arms around her and lifted her feet right off of the floor, and she kicked and wailed and made such a fuss, squirming against me, with my tool nuzzling up the crack of her ass, up between her buttocks and her squirming and just my boxers between me and her ass, well wow, and that view, the sun just dipping and the ocean glowing with like a shaft of gold it was like biblical, you know, magical like Hollywood.
She stopped squirming, at least until I spun her around and laid her down, but as I slid my boxers down she tried to get her knee in my groin, she only just made contact and it just turned me and I knelt down with one knee between her knees and just pried her open.
She was damp already, as I shifted to get both knees between hers so I saw that tell tale moisture.
"No," she squealed flailing her arms around but I aimed the tip of my tool right in between her lips and eased that sucker into her.
It went maybe an inch! I had to grab her wrists and she bucked and squirmed and do you know I couldn't get any further in her, she was clenching like cunt shut like a whore who hadn't been paid.
"Bitch," I said as my tool slid out as I tried to hump it in her, "Where you learn to do that,"
But she just said "Stop!"
There was this little table, with magazines and such like, I saw the possibilities and I just grabbed her and lifted her and dropped her over the table so it supported her belly and then I came around and tried from behind, "You relax or I fuck your ass!" I ordered.
"Just look at that sunset!" she said, trying to throw me off guard as I got a grip on her belly and tits ready to blast my way inside her.
I looked up, the sun was dazzling a great shaft of gold reflected of the ocean dazzling us and as the sun touched the ocean and started to enter so I eased my tool between her cunt lips and just pushed right into her.
She gasped, but this time I was in, "Isn't it glorious." she said.
Well as a fuck it was definitely sub standard but as a movie scene well worth an Oscar.
"I dreamed of sunsets like that when I came here but we never see anything like that from the Canyon," she said conversationally just like I hadn't got my tool most of the way up her twat.
