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   ---- Stephanie's Dilemma - Chapter 2

   The First Sin

   The first time Stephanie had submitted to Richard was over a year ago,
but to her it still seemed like yesterday.

   Charles and Stephanie had planned to spend the Christmas and New Year
together in Switzerland.  Since she was already in London on some personal
work she had traveled on to Switzerland on her own.

   She had arrived in the evening and checked in at the hotel.  They had
booked a cottage for the fortnight.  She was taut with sexual tension. 
Charles was a more than adequate lover, her only complaint had been that he
never experimented.  Many a time she had lay in bed after he had been
satiated, yearning for more.  As of the day, she had spent 3 months without
sexual release and she looked forward to having Charles in bed.

   She decided that she would go crazy if she stayed in the room, so she
had dressed up and headed into town.  She walked about the snow clad street
absorbing the atmosphere of the festival.  But her more vulgar needs kept
surfacing.  She found herself staring at men and imagining what she would
let them do to her.  This was certainly not helping her.  She turned back
towards the cottage and began to walk at a quick pace.

   On the way she saw a video parlor that advertised dirty movies.  It
claimed to have the dirtiest stuff ever filmed.  She made up her mind
quickly and walked in.  She browsed through their collection and picked out
three which claimed to treat women as the sluts they were.  She hurried
back to the cottage.  Once there, she took off her clothes, and poured
herself a stiff drink.  She put on the first video.

   It was the story of a maid in a huge household.  The movie opened with a
scene of her going to wake the master of the house.  The maid woke him by
giving him a blowjob.  By the end of the scene the girl's face was covered
with cum.  The girl then used her fingers to scoop all the cum into her
mouth and swallowed it.

   The movie went on to show a lot of things that Stephanie had read about
but never seen, things like the Golden Shower and bondage.  Ten minutes
into the movie Stephanie was furiously frigging herself.  She hadn't
imagined that she was this deprived or this depraved.  But the filth on the
screen actually turned her on.  She imagined Charles treating her like the
whores on the screen and her orgasm was like a punch in the stomach - it
left her breathless.

   After around 9 or 10 orgasms she lay down to sleep.  But her mind was
filled with thoughts of what she wanted Charles to do to her, so he stayed
awake playing with herself.  She knew that she would never get the kind of
sex she desired, Charles was too sweet and too straight to do to her what
she hoped he would.  As these thoughts ran through her mind the phone rang.
It was Charles, he was stuck in New York and would not be able to make it
to Switzerland for another couple of days.  When she began to protest being
left alone in a city she knew nothing of, he said that his brother,
Richard, would be coming out to keep her company till he was able to pull
himself out.

   Richard was 5 years younger that Charles.  He scared Stephanie, he had a
way of looking at her that made her feel that he knew exactly what was in
her mind.  She wasn't happy, but at least she wouldn't be alone.

   The ringing of the phone was insistent.  Stephanie looked that the
bedside clock, it was 5 am.  It was from the reception, her brother-in-law
to-be was here.  She asked them to send him up.  She quickly put on a robe
and tied it around her.  She opened unlatched the door and waited.  He
walked in and apologized for Charles.  He said he was sorry to have
disturbed her in her sleep and told her he would settle in fine, he asked
her to go back to bed.  Stephanie went back to bed and was out like a
light. She awoke to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.  She dressed up and
went out.

   Richard looked up from the kitchen table and asked, "Coffee".

   She nodded.

   She went and sat on the couch and her heart leapt out.  On the TV screen
was a scene from one of the videos she had rented.

   "Interesting selection" Richard commented as he placed her coffee in
front of her.

   "I..I.." she stammered.

   "Hey!  Cool man, no hassles" he said.

   She wished the ground would open up and swallow her.

   Richard switched off the TV and sat down with his coffee.

   "Ever tried any of that stuff?" he asked indicating to the screen.

   "I'd prefer not to discuss that" she tried to sound cold.  She didn't
want him to see how flustered she was.

   He was silent after her reply, so she looked up to see what he was up
to. He was staring intently at her.  She found his gaze mesmerizing and
although she wanted to look away she found it impossible.

   "You know what I see?" he asked.

   She was silent.

   "I see need.  Your eyes are burning with desire."

   She swallowed her coffee and walked back into her bedroom.  She locked
the door behind her.  She lay on her bed and fingered herself like she had
never done before - violently.  She imagined and hoped that he would walk
through the door and rape her without care for her comfort or her pleasure.

   When she was done, she was exhausted.  Tears of frustration and shame
ran down her cheeks.  She lay there, eagle-spread.  A noise behind her
startled her.  She turned around, she could swear that there was someone in
the balcony, but now it was empty.

   Getting up she went to the balcony, it was empty.  She opened the door
and peered out, still empty.  Stepping out on the balcony she made her way
to the far corner and she realized that she was looking into his bedroom.
So it was possible that he had peeped in on her.  She was about to leave
when she saw him come out of the bathroom.  He was naked.  Her eyes locked
on his penis.  He was not just long, he was huge, bigger than his brother.
He pulled on an underwear and began some exercises.  She stood there -
peeping - as he went through his routine.  Her eyes drank in the taut,
sweat covered body.  Her vagina began to moisten.  She let her fingers play
on her clit as she watched.  Her orgasm was on her suddenly, without any
warning.  Her knees buckled under her.  She slid to the floor, but her
fingers never left her clit.  It was the most wonderful orgasm in her 20
year life.  She crept back to her room and stayed there.  She could no
longer trust herself with him, she wanted him.

   The knock on her door sounded like a hammer on a metal plate.  She
jumped out of her skin.  It was Richard.

   "Don't tell me that you intend to go hungry" he said.

   She was at a loss for a reply.

   "C'mon, I'm waiting.  Get dressed." He said it nicely enough but to
Stephanie it came like and order.

   "Okay" she replied timidly.

   Lunch was a quiet affair.  Neither had much to say, or both had a lot to
say but neither knew how to start.

   "I'll be going out into town, are you joining me?" he asked after they
were done.

   "No.  I think I'll stay back" she replied.

   "Fine" he said and left.

   It was dark when he returned.

   "I've asked them to bring supper here" he informed her.

   He poured himself a drink and asked from the bar, "What'll you have?"

   "Whiskey" she replied.

   They sat with their drinks in silence.  He broke the silence.

   "You never answered me" he said.

   "About what?"

   "About whether you ever tried any of that stuff."

   She shook her head, to indicate that she hadn't.

   "Did you choose those videos" he pushed on.

   "Yes" she replied.

   "Why?"

   "Because it turns me on" she said.

   "Did you like what you saw in the morning?" he asked.

   She started and asked, "What?  I don't understand!"

   "C'mon, you think I didn't know you were in the balcony?"

   She stared into her glass.

   "Spread you legs" he said, this time it was a command.

   She looked at him, her eyes pleading.  His eyes were as cold as stone.
She couldn't hold his gaze.  She spread her legs.

   "Pull your skirt up and expose yourself to me" he said.

   Her mind screamed out to her to run, but the rest of her body seemed to
take its commands from elsewhere.  She felt her hands slide her skirt up
her thighs.  Her legs lifted themselves off the floor.  Hers fingers pulled
her panties aside and held her cunt open for him to see.

   His eyes never left hers.  They stared at each other for what seemed
like eternity.

   "Get naked" he commanded.

   Again her body worked on its own and she stood up.  She reached behind
her and unzipped her own dress.  The dress fell off and gathered at her
feet.  She stepped out of it.  Her hands went behind her again and unhooked
the bra and let it fall away.  Her thumbs hooked into the elastic of her
panties and peeled them off.  She reached to unbuckle her shoes.

   "No!  Leave them on" he said.

   So she stood up straight, naked, facing him.

   "Hands on your hips."

   She obliged him.

   "Spread those legs wider."

   Again she obliged him.

   He got up and came to her.  He walked around her, studying her.

   "I knew you were a slut the day I saw you first.  You don't know how
much I have yearned for this day."

   He took her nipple between his fingers and began to squeeze on them. 
She grimaced and squeezed her eyes shut as the pain ran through her.  He
kept increasing the pressure until she let out a gasp.

   "Kneel"

   She complied.  She watched mesmerized as his fingers unzipped his pants
and pulled out his organ.

   She parted her lips and took it in.  She began to suck it, first she
stayed at the tip.  Then she began to take more of him into her mouth.  She
moved her lips back and forth over his.  She could see it glisten with her
saliva.

   "Yes baby, make me happy."

   She found her rhythm and maintained it.  Her head bobbed back and forth.
After about fifteen minutes of this he pulled out.  He backed up until he
reached a sofa and sat down.

   "Crawl to me."

   She crawled up to him on her knees and took him in her mouth again.  She
continued to suck and lick him.  He moved her hair out of the way so he
could watch her perform.

   Her fingers went to her cunt.  It was dripping wet.  She began to finger
herself as she sucked him.

   "No!" he said.

   She took her fingers of her clit.

   After almost an hour of toil he said, "Here it is baby, the fruit of
your efforts."

   She felt the cum shoot out and hit the back of her throat.  She held his
penis in her palm and kept pumping him as his jism kept flooding her mouth.

   "Don't swallow, don't swallow" he kept repeating.

   So she collected it all in her mouth.

   After she was done she released his penis.

   "Lemme see it in your mouth" he said.

   She tilted her head backwards and opened her mouth.  She was surprised
at the pleasure that shone through his eyes.

   "Yes.  Now swallow slowly.  I want to see it all go down."

   She held her head in the same position and let the cum slid down her
throat.

   "Good.  Now come here and keep me hard while I finish the drink."

   She crawled back to him and took his penis in her mouth again.

   Her thoughts were broken by Cathy.

   "Ready?  Shall we make our grand entrance?"

   Stephanie nodded and together they made their way to the ballroom where
all their friends and relatives had gathered to wish her and her bridegroom
a happy life.  But somehow she wasn't so sure about the happiness in store
for her.
   To be continued...