been to in ages. He found that the actual janitor duties took only an hour a day if he applied himself. However, he took his time most days, poking into dusty corners and behind rusty filing cabinets. He had already found various antiques which he had cleaned up and pawned, making him $12,000 richer.
Rick was in his late twenties, and was ruggedly good looking. But while he gave the impression of being a devout seeker, his mind was filled with visions of girls and women he had known in the past. And every Monday,
Wednesday and Friday mornings at 10:00 he would make sure he was working in the area of the secondary gym. The Sweetheart Soldiers conducted their aerobics class at that time. Half of them were older women who held no interest to Rick.
However, several were firm and nicely built. But Rick's eyes mostly searched out the secret curves and softly rounded edges of Mrs. Joanna Gee. She never dressed in anything revealing, but nothing could hide the fact that she was incredibly built. He loved to watch her stretching, her legs spread, and her incredible ass parted. Rick had fantasized plenty about Mrs. Gee.
He knew that her husband was one of the Junior Preachers. But he also recognized that she was a hottie. He arrogantly knew that if he could get in her panties, he could make her love it.
Rick had raped various girls over the years. But he was always careful to choose those he thought wouldn't say anything later. He had never been accused of anything, for the girls had either been too scared, or they had loved it. He loved to make them squeal as he plowed their sweet little girl furrows.
He had fantasized about Joanne Gee for an hour as he pretended to be working on an electrical outlet. Class ended and several of the women, including
Mrs. Gee were visiting. Saying goodbye, they split up. Rick was surprised when Joanna Gee walked towards him smiling, a towel around her shoulders.
Holding out her hand, she said 'Hi, I'm Joanna Gee. My husband is the Sr.
High Youth Minister here. You're Rick, right? She was smiling at him as he took her hand.
'Yes, that's right. Uh, is there anything I can help you with?'
'Yes!' she said. 'I understand that there is an old exercise bike somewhere in one of the basement rooms. We were wondering if you knew where it was?
We'd like to bring it up here and use during our class.' She was smiling brightly at the darkly handsome man. She saw him quickly glance at her body, and a tingle of arousal tickled her belly. She castigated herself for reacting that way. He wasn't being lascivious or anything, he was just being a man.
'Well, Mrs. Gee, I do know where it is, but I'll need some help moving it.
If you'd care to give me a hand, we'll go get it right now!' He smiled at her beneficently, easing the tiny doubt that she had.
Pausing only a second, she laughed 'Well sure. I guess helping get it up here is the kind of exercise we're all looking for!'
Rick thought darkly 'Honey, you're definitely going to get your exercise today'
Joanna followed the janitor down several flights of stairs and along several dank corridors. She had not realized the old complex was so huge! Finally, they reached the end of a long corridor, and Rick opened a heavy wooden door, holding it for her.
'The light is just inside the door, Mrs. Gee' he said kindly. Joanna stepped through the doorway, feeling along the wall for the switch. Finding it, she flipped it on.
A look of confusion crossed the beautiful wife's face as she looked around the room. She didn't see any exercise bike. Instead there was a table in the corner with a TV on it, a couple of chairs. a large mattress on the floor, and a small refrigerator.
'Uhh…what place is this? I don't see an exercise bike' Joanna said as she turned to face Rick who had stepped into the room.
'Well actually, you're right, there is no bike. But this IS a great room for a work out.' He was grinning, and the look on his face worried Joanna. He reached behind him, shutting the door. He picked up a combination lock laying on a table beside the door, and clicked it shut on the door. The sound of the lock clicking in the room was loud to her ears.
She took a step back as the Janitor leered at her. She watched his hands move to his blue work shirt and began unbuttoning his shirt.
'What…what are you doing?' Joanna exclaimed, her beautiful eyes opening wide as she watched the janitor unbutton his shirt, revealing a muscular hairless chest. He peeled out of the shirt and flexed his muscles.
'Oh, I'm just getting ready for a little work out I have planned.' Rick smirked.
Joanna gasped at the implication of his actions and words. 'Stop that! Stop that right now!' She loudly commanded him. But he simply smiled, ignoring her as he continued peeling off his clothes.
But even as she tried to combat the fear, Joanna felt her body beginning to respond to the visual stimulation before her. He had kicked off his shoes and taken off his socks.
Straightening up, he unbuckled his belt and unsnapped his work jeans. Joanna couldn't keep her eyes off of his hands as he pushed his jeans down his legs. She noticed how muscular his legs were, but her eyes were mostly clinging to the briefs he was wearing.
Joanna almost fainted as she tried to estimate the length of the enormous bulge behind his briefs. She didn't have to wait long, for he shoved his briefs down his legs, bending and hiding his prick, but then standing up, fully and completely naked.
Joanna was trembling like a leaf. The man was a Greek god. His prick was half erect already, and she could see the glisten of pre cum on the tip. He wrapped his hand around it and began obscenely stroking himself as his hot eyes looked at her. He was ENORMOUS! She was unable to suppress the shudder of lust that went through her body. 'No' she screamed to herself as she tried to stifle the sensations beginning to pound through her body!
Joanna realized that she had been staring at the mans throbbing prick.
Loudly, she hissed. 'Stop that! Put your clothes back on this instant!' But he didn't pay attention to her, and simply smiled as his eyes crawled up and down her body.
'I'll scream!' Joanna said softly as her eyes remain locked upon his slowly stroking hand.
'When you get my prick up your sweet little cunt, I bet you'll do lots of screaming, Mrs. Gee!'
Chuckling, Rick said 'I've tested this room. I've had a ghetto blaster going full bore, and no one can hear a peep. And since you don't know the combination to this lock, I think its safe to say that we're going to be alone for a while.'
'Oh No…please don't. I-I'm a married woman! My husband is a preacher here'
Joanna whimpered as she backed up against the table.
Struggling to pull herself together, Joanna said in a louder, more calm voice. 'Rick…you know this is rape. Do you want to go to jail? Think about it. If you do this, you'll be arrested and go to prison.'
Rick just grinned at her. Then his face took on a mock serious expression.
'Oh Reverend Stevens, I tried so hard to resist her. But she was between me and the door. And, Reverend Thomas, she took her clothes off right there in front of me! I didn't want to touch her, but I was too weak. She was begging me to do things to her. But I swear, Reverend Thomas…I didn't rape her!'
Joanna was shocked as she visualized Rick putting on this act for the Sr.
Pastor, Reverend Stevens. He was utterly convincing.
Grinning again, he said, 'They might not completely believe me. Hell, I might even lose my job! But it will just be your word against mine. And I think its worth it to spend some time fucking that sweet little cunt of yours!'
Joanna felt a spasm of wicked pleasure between her legs as the naked man used the vulgar obscenity.
'Jail?' he laughed at her. 'I don't think so, lady. I will just be your word against mine. And I'll be sure and put doubts about you in the minds of everyone who talks to me. They won't know whether to think I'm a lying bastard or that you're a hot assed tramp. So, Mrs. Joanna Gee, you're going to get fucked, and my money is betting you'll keep quiet about it.'
Joanna felt panic within her heart. The janitor was right! Most would believe her, but they would also harbor just a twinge of doubt about her, including her husband! And some would believe Rick! He was utterly believable spouting his lies!
'Now, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Its up to you. If need be, I'll beat the hell out of you and
