Page 15 of The New Girl

But I needed something first.

“I joined that Adventurers Club and now I don’t know how to get out of it. Lysander has a video of me. If that gets out—”

“I’ll make sure that you are safe, Jane. I’ll make sure that nothing can happen to you. No one will touch you or threaten you. If they try, I’ll burn their fucking village down.”

He lifted me in his arms and carried me to the couch. Setting me on the cool leather, his hands reached up under my skirt to pull down my tights. They tangled around my ankles.

Westfield untied my shoes and slipped them off. The tights soon followed and with my legs free, the older man wasted little time.

Kneeling on the floor in front of me, he slid his palms up my thighs and pressed my knees apart. “I’m going to take off your panties, Jane.” He looked me in the eye. “We haven’t discussed this. I want to fuck you. I want to take you here. Is that something you want too, or am I wrong?”

I shook my head, rendered temporarily speechless. Sex with a much older man was a fantasy of mine that I always thought would remain a fantasy. There was no way seductions like this occurred in real life. Not to me.

I felt like a baby with him, weak and vulnerable. Glad to let him make the decision for me.

“I want to be taken, sir.” Adding the ‘sir’ was a reflex but his eyes smoldered when I said it.

He took my panties off and lifted them to his face. “You smell like lavender and rain.”

Then his head dipped under my plaid schoolgirl skirt and I cried out. “Wait—what about Lysander? Are you going to tell him about this?”

The lines around his mouth deepened into a frown. “If you want to see him again, I won’t do anything to prevent it. Are you going to tell him that I fucked your brains out on the sofa in my office?”

“No.” I choked and struggled to breathe. “Is that what you’re going to do?”

“Wait and see. Sit back, close your eyes and let me eat your exquisite pussy.”

I did as I was told.

Chancellor Westfield didn’t disappoint. It was true what they said about older men. They knowthings.

An older man was never my fantasy until now.

He found a region inside my vagina that when he massaged it with his tongue, I almost passed out from the climax. That was after lapping at my clit for thirty minutes, making me come overand over again until I was spent, sobbing and begging him to stop.

At some point during our sex, Lysander’s stepfather removed my sweater and bra and spent the next thirty minutes suckling at my breast, groaning and kneading them like an infant. I climaxed again just from his suckling. I didn’t know it was possible. I didn’t know a lot of things were possible until the Chancellor did them to me.

We were in his office for over an hour and he still hadn’t tried to penetrate me. His erection was huge, as I could see from the bulge in his pants, but he wouldn’t pull it out and put it inside me.

I wanted him to. I was so wet and ready to take him. His age was like an aphrodisiac. The more I stared at the older man fucking me, the hornier I got.

“Just do it,” I begged. “Why won’t you do it?”

“I don’t have a condom and I don’t want to get you pregnant.”

He was panting as rapidly as I was and every time I moved, he flinched as if in pain.

“Your tits are going to be the death of me, Jane. I could suck them for hours.” He fondled and squeezed my breasts and the bulge between his legs grew larger.

I wanted him so badly that I reached for his belt buckle.

Abruptly, he pushed himself away from me.

“You have to go. My secretary will be back from lunch soon with a pile of papers for me to sign.”

“When can I see you again?”

I was shameless.

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