Crime and Punishment (apologies to Dostoevsky )
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I am a single man, divorced twice and not about to get into that mess again. At forty-two I have some lady friends that are glad to drain my prostate occasionally.
Every Tuesday I have a cleaning woman come to my house. The cleaning service sent a new one a couple of months ago and she seems fine.
Her name is Gale, and she always wears tight jeans which show off her cute little butt. I have avoided coming on to her although I have thought about it.
A few times I 'accidentally' bumped into her as I walked by. I especially tried to brush up against her fantastic butt. She just smiled and I know she knew what I was doing. She knows her ass is fuck-bait.
This Tuesday there was an incident that you might enjoy hearing about.
Gale was working in my bedroom and I was in my office when I wanted to get some papers I had carelessly left in the bedroom.
I walked in just as Gale was putting my Rolex in her pocket.
"Gale, what the hell are you doing?"
She fumbled and stumbled and said, "Umm, nothing. Just cleaning."
"Cleaning my ass. You just pocketed my watch. I want it back."
She blushed beet red and took the watch out of her pocket and put it back on the dresser.
She couldn't look at me. She said, "I suppose I am fired."
"You should be. I should also call the police, and have you arrested."
Close to tears, she said, "Please don't do that. I am so sorry. I will do anything to make it up to you."
"Like what?" I said in a nasty way.
"I don't have any money I could give you. Maybe like cleaning your house for free. Or whatever else it would take."
She stood there in humiliation and shame. She is a cute young thing and as usual she was wearing tight jeans that showed a camel-toe in front and her tight sweet ass in back. My horny mind was working up a plan. I was imagining how her asshole would look (and feel. . . and taste)
"Honestly, I will come on my own time, on Saturday, and do the cleaning for free. For as long as you want."
I was hoping for something else. She is at my mercy so I will just say it.
"Here's the thing, Gale. Ever since I first saw you I have wanted to fuck you. That will satisfy me."
She acted shocked, but I was sure she was not too terribly shocked. She is in her twenties and she is very attractive, and I bet she has been fucked by lots of guys she just met in a bar or club and barely knows.
I let her suffer in silence to think about it.
"So, is this a form of punishment? If I endure it will you forget about the watch thing?"
"You might consider it a punishment. It might be pleasure. I hope you will not have to 'endure' it. Either way you would be off the hook."
I waited for her response.
"Gale, you are not naïve and innocent. You have been around. You don't have to be in love to have sex. I think you know what you need to do."
She avoided eye contact and nervously shrugged her shoulders.
She quietly said, "I guess so."
"All right then, take off your clothes and get on the bed."
She hesitated but then began to slowly undress, laying her clothes on the chair beside the bed. She got down to her bra and panties and stopped.
She looked like a lingerie model standing there in her underwear. My cock was growing hard. I wanted to take full advantage of the situation and fuck her up her sweet little ass.
"Those too, please."
She stripped them off and sat down on the edge of the bed with her legs tight together, trying to avoid exposing her crotch. Her trimmed pubic bush was all that I could see.
I undressed quickly, throwing my clothes on the floor. My cock was stiff as a board and swayed and bobbed as I moved close to her.
Her gaze was fixed on my hard-on which was about a foot away from her face.
Without taking her eyes off it, she softly said, "That's big."
I said, "It's going to feel good up your ass, isn't it?"
She flinched and recoiled at that.
She said, "Is that the punishment part of it? Do you have to hurt me?"
"It won't hurt that much. Maybe it will be uncomfortable at first. But you will get used to it. Lots of women love it."
"Think of it this way. If I press charges against you and you wind up in prison, there will be some lesbian guards. You know what they will do with a cute young thing like you? They will have you strip naked and back up to the bars and bend over. You will take a different guard's dildo up your ass every night."
Of course, I just made that up, but the idea of prison rape might make what I want seem much easier to her.
She stared at my cock which was staring back at her with its one malevolent eye.
After an awkward silence she whispered, "I don't think that will work."
I noticed that she had reached down and was rubbing her clit, with her legs now slightly apart. I also noticed that her pussy was open and wet. She might be apprehensive, but she was aroused.
I asked, "Haven't you done it that way before?"
"No. Can't you just do it the normal way? I am on birth control."
"I could but I really prefer the ancient original way of birth control. The way you are acting I think you want to try it that way too."
