Donna parked her car in the lot, picked little Danny up out of his car-seat and carried him up the stairs to her apartment. He didn't need changing, so she hugged him briefly and put him in his crib.
Her visit with the lawyer had been interesting, and it put her mind at ease. She wasn't surprised when he told her what a fool she'd been. Now, for the first time in years, she felt fully at peace with herself.
Footsteps clumped up the stairway. The doorbell rang. She went to the bedroom and made a brief phone call, smiled to herself as she replaced the receiver, and went to the door.
"Good morning, Donna," Jerry said as he walked in.
She made herself smile, hoping she looked pleasant.
"What do you want, Jerry?"
"Need you ask?"
"I got another job, Jerry. A part-time job."
"We can discuss that later. Shall we get started?"
"Started with what?"
"In the bedroom."
"Why?"
He shrugged. "How soon you forget. You're nice to me, I'll help you out."
She smiled and led the way.
Once in the bedroom, she turned and smiled. "What will this get me?"
He shrugged again. "All depends on how nice you are to me. Shall we get started?"
"Do you want me to undress?"
"I'll take care of that for you."
He leered as he reached behind her and drew the zipper of her dress down. The fabric slipped forward off her shoulders and fell in a rumpled heap at her feet. He grabbed the hem of her slip, yanked it up over her head and tossed it aside. The hook on the front of her bra bent open when he grabbed it and pulled it apart, savagely jerking it off her tits.
He shoved his hands into the waistband of her panties and started to pull hard, but then evidently thought better of it. Instead, he worked one hand inside, over her shaved cunt mound and down to her cuntlips. He hooked a finger into her cunt and shoved hard.
"Oooh!" she gasped, and tried to pull back. But Jerry wouldn't let her move away. He shoved his finger in again, then drew it back out and grasped the elastic of her panties with both hands.
"Enough of this love-making," he said. "Let's do it!"
With one vicious motion, he tore her panties away, leaving her naked.
Hot blood rushed to her face. "You bastard! You ripped my panties off!"
"Like I said, sweetheart, enough of this love-making!"
He pushed against her tits. She took a step back against the edge of the bed, and sat down.
When he shoved against her tits again, she lay back. He got up on the bed and straddled her. His hands were rough as he grabbed her tits. He grasped them, squeezed hard as he pulled them out, then let them snap back. He seemed to get some kind of pleasure from seeing them bounce slightly as the firm flesh snapped back. Donna endured his abuse silently, hoping the right thing would happen.
Then Jerry spread her legs wide and fucked his finger up into her cunt.
"God but you're crude, Jerry," she said.
"Well, we'll get down to cases now," he said as he stood and stripped quickly.
When he slipped his shorts down, his cock thrust forward. He climbed back on the bed between her still-spread thighs and held his cock against her open pussy. Without pausing, he fucked into her, mashing his hairy groin down against her smooth cunt mound.
When he drew back, he withdrew his cockhead fully from her cuntlips, then fucked back into her.
Every time Jerry fucked into her it caused a stab of pain in her cuntflesh. She chose to endure his abuse in silence, waiting for her chance.
He continued pulling clear out, then ramming back in, fucking his big cock into her little cunt. His breath came faster, and he fucked into her harder and faster. Then he grunted and slammed his cock fully into her, spurting his jism deep into her pussy.
Jerry drew his spent cock out of her, got up on his knees, and then stood. It brought a feeling of cold dread to Donna. When he grabbed her shoulders and dragged her toward the edge of the bed.
"Haven't you had enough to keep you away from Danny for another day?"
"Some people have a real sexual appetite," Jerry said. "I'm one of them."
He dragged her shoulders to the edge of the bed and shoved a pillow under her neck, tipping her headway back.
He didn't say a word as he pressed thumb and forefinger against her checks, forcing her mouth open wide. His cock was limp, but still big, as he stood near her face and bent his knees slightly, letting his prick slip into her mouth.
He slowly lowered his cock into her mouth, letting the cum-slick prickhead slip into her throat, bringing his big hairy balls closer and closer to her eyes. Donna swallowed and drew his cockhead down deep into her throat.
He drew up, sliding his cockhead back up through her lips. Immediately he fucked it back into her throat.
Soon his cock hardened and fit tight as it slipped down into her throat. He drove in hard, his balls pushing against her nose, then stopped. He used his free hand to grab one thigh and force it out to the side, then the other, leaving her legs spread straight out and down flat on the bed.
He left his cock deep in her throat while he toyed with her cuntlips. His big cock filled her mouth.
Jerry's finger tweaked her clit and her hips jerked up off the bed. Apparently satisfied, he drew his cockhead back, and Donna breathed with a quick gasp before he fucked back into her.
Now he rammed his cock down into her throat faster and faster, harder and harder as he roughly tweaked her clit. She gasped her breath in quickly at the top of each cock-stroke, just as he tweaked her clit and drove the breath back out of her.
Jerry pumped his cock down her throat still harder, as he tweaked her clit more roughly. She gasped in as much breath as she could, but his tweaking her clit forced the air out of her lungs before she could fully inhale.
The room grew dark, and spots appeared before Donna's eyes. She needed air, but Jerry wouldn't let her have it. He just fucked her throat, thrusting faster and harder, punting with each cock-stroke.
Then he drew his prick all the way out of her lips and slammed all the way down her throat. He mashed his crotch against her face, and Donna had to swallow fast to keep from choking on his hot, spurting jism.
His cock went limp and a little air went past it down Donna's throat. Gratefully, she sucked the cool air into her kings. It wasn't enough, but it made the spots go away from her eyes. The room brightened.
Jerry tweaked her clit again, sending her hips high, then he slowly drew his cock up out of her mouth.
Donna breathed deeply.
"That's a very nice mouth you have, Miss Tyler. I'd say it's a good enough mouth to keep me satisfied for a day."
Donna was mad as hell, but she smiled and kept her voice soft.
"Now can we talk about my second job?" she asked.
"If we must."
She told him about her part-time job as file clerk.
When she had finished, Jerry said, "Close but no cigar, sweetheart."
"What do you mean?"
"Your combined income is still inadequate to meet state standards for custody. If you want to keep little Danny for your own, you just better keep old Jerry happy."
"And if I don't keep on fucking you…"
"Then I'll just have to let the law run its course. The state will take over Danny's custody. He'll be placed in a foster home."
She said, "I'm glad you're such a stickler for the law, Jerry. Excuse, me."
She rolled over, got up from the bed, went to the phone and picked up the receiver.
"Are you there, Mister Olsen?" she asked. "You bet I am, Donna. You were terrific."
"What can we nail that cock sucker on?"
"Based on the words I recorded – and I got everything from the time he walked through the door – I'd say we've got him on blackmail, fraud, extortion – also rape, if you want."
"I do. What's the next step?"
"A judge is supposed to sign the warrant first, but I knew you were in big trouble. I called the cops. If you can keep him occupied for five minutes more, they should show up."
"Thank you, Mister Olsen," she said, and replaced the receiver.
"What the fuck was that?" Jerry asked. Donna's lips curved into a smile. "That was the lawyer I saw this morning, Jerry. I left the phone off the hook and he recorded everything you said. He even got the sound of you ripping my panties off just before you raped me!"
Jerry grabbed his pants and shirt and ran naked out the door. Donna smiled as she pulled her robe on.
Less than a minute later, she smiled down at the flashing red and blue lights in the lot out side her window. She smiled at the glint of sun on chrome handcuffs. And she smiled at the man being pushed into the patrol car.