Suzie pulled her robe tightly around her voluptuous body and slipped on a pair of thin silken panties, then went barefoot to the door.
Russ Redford stood outside. She was stunned to see him, and something about him was making her a little afraid… She smelled the faint odor of alcohol coming from his breath.
'What do you want?' she said sharply.
'I want you, my lovely one,' he said as sweetly as he could. 'Oh,' the liquor was allowing him to get carried away, 'Oh, I want you so bad!'
And before she could decide how to handle this difficult situation, he was in the door.
'No,' she cried, terrified of his suddenly direct and lustful approach. 'Go away, please! I told you before, I-I don't…'
'Why?' he mummured ignoring her plea, 'Why do you keep me at such a distance? I-I really do care for you, Suzie.'
The woman felt torn in half. Her fantasies of a few moments ago had heated her body to the boiling point and here was the man who had set off that chain of memories. God, he was attractive… But she knew what men were.
'Please, Suzie,' he said reaching for her hand. 'We're adults… We need love… And love is… physical,' he said gently.
Her dark beauty had stunned him, and now, holding her hand and standing within inches of her warm fragrant body, he was literally overwhelmed with the need to touch her face, to run his fingers through her long dark hair, to kiss her and hold her and make love to her until she surrendered completely to him. Christ, maybe it was more than lust this time… this woman aroused his feelings so much. He couldn't help himself around her.
His other arm began to snake slowly around her tiny waist sweeping her closer to him until he was able to whisper into her ear, 'Suzie… darling…'
Suzie squirmed uncomfortably in the handsome man's embrace, placing her hands up between his arms and pressing against his chest until she had disentangled herself.
'Russ,' she said, 'I… I am attracted to you… but, but I hardly…' She hesitated, trembling with a mixture of confusion and excitement…
Then suddenly he pressed his body against her, grinding his loins tightly against the front of her robe. Suzie's deep brown eyes widened with surprise and indignation as she felt something unexpectedly hard pressing into the flat plane of her belly, and made a concentrated effort to gain control of a rapidly disintegrating situation. What was happening to her today… the flood of memories… her passions fired for the first time in so many months… She gasped angrily in an attempt to struggle away from the stiff, poker-like bulge that was urgently digging into the softness of her lower abdomen, all too evident through the thin layer of clothing that separated them. Above her, Russ' implacable smile seemed to her to widen with an unbearable arrogance as though he were enjoying her anxiety and discomfort. He held her more tightly, pushing harder against her until his weight trapped her desperately wriggling body securely against her dresser.
'Russ, for heaven's sake. Let me go this instant,' she cried out. Distress was evident on every feature of her beseeching face as she looked up at the handsome man. 'You know I don't like this! I won't be manhandled…' she said, knowing her voice lacked total conviction.
And so her unconvincing words seemed to have no effect either on the now lewdly grinning man or on the pulsing rod of flesh that was straining against her belly. 'Aw, c'mon Suzie,' he pleaded. 'You know you want me holding you like this. You know deep down inside you do! Why fight it?'
Then he gently but firmly drew her into a heady, clinging embrace and was whispering wetly into her ear. 'You drive me wild,' he cooed softly. 'God every time I'm around you, I go nuts with wanting you so badly.'
'D-Don't even talk like that!' she groaned. Her body too was on fire, yet she knew men and she knew she must resist.
Before she could find the breath to protest, she felt his one hand grasp her chin and tilt it upward toward his face. Then she could taste the warm moistness of his lips as his mouth came down hotly over hers, and his tongue slithered deep into her mouth, searching for the softness of her own tongue.
The reluctant Chinese beauty had to admit that this man's firm, manly body felt good pressed against her, its sinewy strength beating against the supple roundness of her breasts. Instinctively, her body began to respond to his subtle caresses, molding her willing flesh to him with every fiber of her strength. It shocked her, realizing she was involuntarily responding this way to him. Russ Redford possessed an affable charm and forceful personality, and was one of the most desirable men she had ever met. The urge to shout 'Yes!' to him was nearly uncontrollable…
But it was stopped dead, checked as always, by the black and terrible cloud of her hurtful past hanging overhead.
'Oh God, no Russ,' she whimpered as he released the tenderness of her quivering lips for a moment. Haunted by a fear of what might follow, Suzie clenched her hands into fists and pushed as hard as she could against his chest to break the lock of his arms. 'No… no more… Wendy will be back soon! Please, you have to let me go!'
'She's with Mike,' he answered in a throaty rasp. 'They're out together. They won't be back for a couple of hours!'
Then, with no further warning, he abruptly tightened his enfolding arms about her and once more crushed his mouth down wetly on her trembling lips. Disregarding her indignantly mumbled protests, he slid one hand down under the fabric of her satin robe to gently stroke the firm smooth flesh of her upper thigh. He clamped his fingers greedily around one of the full, firm cheeks of her buttocks, pressing her loins even move demandingly to his own.
For a terrified moment, the raven-haired beauty thought even more desperately to escape his unwelcome caresses, but then her traitorously accepting body ceased its struggle. In spite of her fervent revolve not to, she was beginning to respond to the eager passion of his kneading hand around her tautly straining buttocks. For a wistful moment she wished she could truly let go of her inhibitions and fears, just for one time, and do what should come naturally to her as a mature woman… but the wounds that had been inflicted on her were simply too deep and still unhealed.
Somewhere, in the depths of her consciousness, Suzie felt the tempting awareness of Russ' arousing kisses, the gentle yet massaging pressure of his clenching fingers around her buttocks and slender waist, and the insistent throb of his excitedly jerking hardness against the nakedly yielding flesh of her belly… but she was still too afraid, afraid of the pain and heartless treatment she had endured twice before, to allow herself to give in now. The dedication which had turned her into an independent and self-reliant woman was built on the need to prove her worth, after men had made her doubt it.
'No… no, Russ, please, no…' she moaned, her words lost from the constriction of his lips.
'Why not, Suzie? Why not, just like men and women do all the time… what nature built them to do?' His hand continued to stroke her hotly pulsating thigh and buttocks, and then he lowered his lips to her pleading mouth once again, his tongue darting out to slip between her teeth. Suzie moaned, a mixture of desperation and passion. He was too strong for her physically, and now her body was a loose bundle of throbbing sensations, her mind rapidly losing control over it… Then suddenly his other hand snaked up along her quivering belly to cup one of her full, naked breasts beneath her robe, sending tiny licking flames of unwanted excitement rushing over her vulnerable flesh. Small pinpricks of delicious feeling raced through the softly pulsing lips of her awakening pussy, until, abruptly, the realization of what she was allowing to happen struck her. Again, the old fears and hesitations returned! She thought about breaking away and running… running to escape this man… but she doubted that her legs would support her now. He held her tight, his hands hot and smooth on her breast and her buttocks, and he ground his loins strongly against her thigh. She could tell that his penis was hard and that it had expanded into the full blood-engorged erection that was bursting to get out of his pants and crawl insidiously up into her nakedly waiting cunt.
'Stop!' she cried. 'Oh no… no!' With near superhuman strength, she squirmed away from his grip. 'Let's… calm down, Russ! Not here, not now! I'm not just one of those desperate spinsters you've been screwing all week!'
'I know you're not, Suzie,' Russ breathed into her ear. God, how his cock ached, and his balls were crying
