My favourite abuser

My name is Silvia and when I turned twenty-three, my parents separated and my mother ended up having to unfold so that nothing was missing for us, me and two other younger brothers, I had to spend the night studying because my mom eventually got me a job as a diarist, it was a way of being able to help with expenses. What I received wasn't much but helped what I could, worked in a family home, The boss, were good people always polite and let me feel at ease with the affairs, they worked outside while her father was doing consulting from home itself, he was a very extroverted gentleman and liked to talk about various subjects, whenever he had an off day he would come to pull topic, it was even nice because it helped pass time, I worked in this house three days a week, came nine o'clock in the morning and left five in the afternoon to study. It was a little tiresome routine but there was no other way. My wife's father liked to ask how my studies were going and always encouraged me not to give up whenever he noticed some discouragement on my part, sometimes even helping me without my mistress knowing. He always said that he knew very well what it was like to work and study; it really was very tiring. One time I was washing dishes and he came to the kitchen for a water, sat down at the table and stared at me and pulled subject, my legs were hurting because had taken a full bus and stood in a position that left me with painful leg, think realizing my discomfort He told me to let go of the dishes which he would wash afterwards and called me into the room, asked me to sit down for some rest, he insisted so much I ended up accepting it even though my leg hurt very badly , tennis all the time, we talked about it until he offered to give me a foot massage. I was kind of embarrassed and refused asking him what his daughter would say if she caught me sitting on the couch with her father giving my feet massages. And I'd put my feet on his leg and start massaging him, even tickle a little bit. But it was really very relaxing to feel the touches of affectionate kindness too much -- (Laughter) It was getting so good that my head started moving. You know, I was wondering if he realized that I felt his erection or did it on purpose. Anyway... He touched me in such a lovely way Coming home after school I kept thinking what could I do to know if he had really done it on purpose, because if it was unintentionally he would have pushed my foot away quite the opposite He left and continued massaging each other as if nothing were happening, I decided to be more attentive or even not accept such an invitation anymore. Fourteen hours this man shows up at the laundry to pull it off as if nothing had happened, asking me if everything was all right, whether I needed any help, just said no and that's okay, only before he withdrew he dropped another invitation saying that if you were in need of a foot massage He was in the room, I didn't even look for him, stood there in the launderette thinking most naughty man planted a seedling came out, I put my clothes into the machine and went to see if really he was in his room, and indeed he was, I a little over the window and stood there already calculating time in my head i had been wanting to accept the invitation, my biggest concern was that my wife would arrive earlier than expected what never happened but will it happen just curiousity at those hours is much higher than judgment after all it's only a massage what else could happen when I got into the room he was sitting on the couch already with a bottle in his hand saying it was an oil relaxant and a washcloth his stick-face. (Laughter) He poured some of the oil on my hand and started massaging my feet, to tell you the truth it was a delight to feel his big hands massage my feet they were firm yet soft I closed my eyes and enjoyed that he began praising my legs saying how delicate they are and don't deserve so much suffering i was already kind of clutching at the couch with my cock rising up couldn't say anything just wanted him to keep going He was massaging my legs, I said that someone could come and he just might be going crazy. He pulled me into his arms making me spread out the legs to fit in this volume which had formed between his legs. I was running around the house, trying to get away from that cute freak. His hands were getting bolder and bolder all over my body which by then had started catching fire. And every time I tried to escape he grabbed me and kissed me passing his hand on my body like a toy in his hands. I was already under his control, he locked the door and came over to me kissing so nice that I had no way not return it. His hungry manner drove me crazy for being dominated in bed by him only we didn't have condoms and I couldn't risk getting pregnant from him I looked at him and said that the smell of his dick was driving me crazy, he also couldn't stand a hard-on anymore. He wanted to eat me. He gave me such a nice hard-on that I moaned with his dick in my mouth, my cock pulsating from the desire to sit on this mast, climbed into his lap putting myself open legs and kissing his mouth, his big hands squeezing my butt in total demonstration of dominance over my body while I delighted in the warmth of that cuddle which made me tremble with excitement as he smiled with closed eyes at my macho's hand, his hot cock leaning against my cock which by then was already full of honey making me slip my bucket onto his cock whilst rubbing it on him. the body throwing my breasts at his face asking him to eat me, he brushed my mouthpiece while sucking on my boobs making me crazier still, his dick was coming in well slowly filling me completely I rolled into it letting go of my body over him and saying that I was just his now and started speeding up movements wanting to feel his fuck inside me until he slapped my ass with both hands and squeezing groan made a beast make me feel jets of shit which made my body shake in mockery till then never felt before as if there was nothing else around us. From that day on, there was no ceremony between us. At two o'clock in the afternoon he left his office to pick me up from the kitchen where I had been waiting for him just as a crazy shorty to be a little whore in his hand our hard-on did not fit anymore in this house because of how little time we had it didn't let us make full use of our hardness since I worked three days per week I'd go nuts when he called me that and made me suck his cock until he mocked at my body, tied me to the bed for a blowjob till I started writhing in his hot tongue, doing all those things we always wanted in our privacy. It was a very pleasant time in my life, I could learn many things on the bed, complete my studies and graduate from veterinary school that had been my dream, all this with his help without our families knowing anything about it. Today we no longer have any contact.