•None whisper•
Mom; Aren't you going to eat? Dear.
Sarah; Ohh, yes mom.
I look over at Damien, side but there's no plate or food dish out for him, why?
Sarah: Why is there no food for Damien?
Mrs. Willison; He was out with his friend so he may not be hungry.
Sarah; Then that's great, he shouldn't be at the table.
Mom; Sarah!
Sarah; What, it's true. Why does he have to sit at the table? If he's not eating!
Damien; Because it would be rude, plus I have seen you in a long, long, long time.
Lies.
Mom: Aren't you going to eat?
Sarah; I…
He rubbed his hand between my legs and just couldn't.
Sarah: I'll eat.
Mom; You look satisfied, is it good?
Sarah; Of course, mom's chicken and bulgur with peaches are the best.
I am not lying, mom's cooking is the best but the satisfying part is on another level of satisfaction… While everyone is eating, talking, and laughing. I was being massaged at the table and they don't even care about me and him, it's like we're not even at the table and he is making the best of it.
Sarah: you're one disgusting mother fucker we're at the table for god sake.
I whispered but all he did was smile like it was a good thing. I crossed my legs but I only made things better for him because, since high school, Damien always loves a challenge and I was getting into it, but I kept pretending like I didn't want it nor do I love what is happening to me.
He wants me to open my legs but I keep on playing hard and that's when he made me regret playing hard. He released his hand and I thought he was giving up but just as I let my guard down, He uses force and I almost screamed but as I remembered the others and pretended as if I was trying to sneeze. I am not at peace in my own parents' home! What is this? Why did I hit him? Somebody help me! I just want him to stop because it's getting out of hand. Just then he drops his phone.
Damien; Oh no... my phone!
That was so obvious. You sick bastard
Mrs. Willison; Baby, it's new, why did you break it?
Mr. Willison; You're not the one to buy him new ones anymore, let him break them if he wants.
They fucking spoiled him.
Damien; It's not broken, mom.
He got out of his chair and slide himself under the table without removing his hand, I mean damn aren't I a little too old for this? Oh fuck. Did he really have to be like this?
•Whisper•
Sarah: Please, stop and I'll apologize for the slap.
He released me and breathe out calmly but my body was heated and needs more of what I'm rejeating.
Sarah; Why is it taking so long to get a phone?
Damien; I had to fit it back together!
Sarah; Under the table!
Damien; Yes.
Damien: Stop pushing your luck, Sarah.
He whispered to me.
Mom; Sarah, why don't you clean up the table.
They are not trying to leave me with this master.
Sarah; But mom I….
He placed his hand on my upper leg and smile
Damien; I would love to help, I am sure you won't mind. Right Sarah?
He slowly moved his hand to my nakedness.
Sarah; Of course not!
They left and he stood over me.
Damien; Looks someone is still a virgin!
Sarah; How did you?
Damien; I didn't I was guessing, aren't you turning 28 next month? What are you waiting for? You don't plan on being a virgin forever, are you?
Sarah: It's none of your business.
Damien: You keep with that attitude and I will make it my business. Sarah, you know I'm good at these things. Let me help.
For a brief moment I felt extremely comfortable but then I remember I don't want to have sex with someone like him.
Sarah: No thank you, excuse me.
I stood up and pulled down my dress and stepped away from the chair. Damien quickly stood in front of me, he was calm but seemed very eager to do whatever was going on in his head.
Sarah: I am being serious. Please, step aside.
He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me to him leaning on the dinner table.
Damien: I understand that you are very shy about this because it's your first. But I promise you I won't unless you say you want me to but I see exactly how light you have become after my little massage.
Sarah: I don't care what you saw on me, but I would like to clean the dishes like my mom asked me to.
He pulled me down to him. I could feel his dick fighting to be out of his pants. His eyes met mine, for a second I felt I could read his mine.
Sarah: Are you trying to fuck me with taking my virginity. Ha, can you hear how stupid that sound? That's not even possible, Da…mien.
I barely got his name out my mouth when I felt the Glans of his penis pull from the entrance of my Vagina straight up to my clitoris. It was like an electric shock went through my body and I liked it for some reason.
Damien: That's how it's possible.
I was just sweetly standing there. I felt like my entire body was being released. Grabbed my breast from my dress and circle my nipple with the tip of his tongue. Our eyes met while he stared me deep in the eyes, he sucked my breast in his mouth. I grabbed into his hair moaning out softly.
I have heard the woman talk about it in the hospital but it was my very first time experiencing it. It felt like I was losing my mind but just then it came back to me. I placed my hands to his chest and pushed hard as I pulled myself away. I left immediately.
Three hours later!
Oh god, finally I'm home and I need another shower. After I showered, I took out one of my paper stickers and wrote on it. Never wear a dress when meeting the Willison's. Especially their son, Damien… on it, before I laid my naked ass in bed, I loved my nakedness. It's comfortable. Not thinking about what Damien did for a second.
Time skipped!
Oh well, looks like I am calling in sick, Why do I feel so weak? Oh, I feel like shit… I didn't eat any bad food so why do I feel like mhmm… mhmm. I ran from my bed and straight to the bathroom, I have been vomiting since, I wasn't pregnant and my period had come early this month.
I last my woman power last night at the moment Damien and got his wild idea last night to massage me at the table with our parents sitting right in front of us, then he did that- Why am I even thinking about it?. I rose to my feet and that's when the doorbell rang.
I jumped in fright, knowing the kind of bastard Damien is, he would've come here, this early and make use of my body for me. After I got dressed I slowly went downstairs and looked through the one-sided glass to see who it was but it wasn't Damien, it was my parents I quickly opened the door.