The Tutor Ch. 01

"Rick, Rick wake up! We have to find Susie and take her home." Rick opened his eyes to his wife's beautiful face. He discerned guilt and anxiety there. In addition to the disquiet on her face, Rick thought he could discern a kind of freshly fucked look: the skin clear and smooth and smudges of dissipation under each eye.

"Huh, what's that?" he replied trying to pretend he'd just woke up. His viscera were liquid with, jealousy and despair. He knew she was unaware he'd heard her cries of ecstasy. Probably, the most she worried about was how angry he would be about Derrick openly fondling her genitals while they danced watching the movie. Rick struggled to sit up. Footsteps on the stairs announced Susie's arrival. Derrick guided her, his hand holding her forearm. She seemed wobbly. Her clothes were in disarray. Her shirttail wrinkled and not tucked. She had dressed hastily. Her hair was uncombed. This disheveled appearance was not like Susie at all. Derrick must have just awakened her and helped her quickly throw on her clothes. Rick through a glance at Derrick. Derrick nodded at him without any hint or taunt of male superiority. Rick looked away unable to hold the gaze. Amanda excused herself to get the car started.

At the door Rick took Susie by the elbow.

"Here these belong to Susie," said Derrick holding out his huge hand. Rick opened his hands and caught Susie's panties. Derrick held the front door while Rick helped Susie down the steps.

Derrick waved as Amanda drove away. Rick felt sick at heart in this new world. Had he been out of town and these events repeated unchanged except for his absence Amanda would probably still be in bed with Derrick. They were silent on the way home, the weight of last night between them. Looking back at Susie, he saw her skirt had ridden up revealing her vulva. She was asleep, her legs parted slightly in slumberous relaxation. Her labia were swollen and dried semen speckled her inner thighs. Her vaginal orifice still gaped remembering the size of the cocks that had docked there. It was red and ragged from so much attention. Curious Rick looked at Susie's face. She slept with an angelic look on her pretty face. Susie had been thoroughly and unequivocally fucked. She will feel really lousy when she wakes up and remembers last night he thought. Rick felt himself stiffen looking at her ravaged sex and remembering the sight of Jerome's cock slipping into Susie's vagina. He had not realized what a nice body Susie had. Racked with depressing feelings of inadequacy and hot, breath-taking jealousy he could still be excited by the thoughts and images of sex that Susie produced unknowingly as she slept.

As soon as he was inside the apartment, Rick took four aspirin and drank a beer before going to lie down. Amanda came into the room after helping Susie get to bed. She sat on the bed taking his hand in hers.

"I'm truly sorry about last night," she said. Her voice sounded contrite and sorrowful.

"What about this morning?" he countered immediately. She looked stunned.

"What do you mean? Her bottom lip started to tremble and her voice broke.

"I was using the bathroom which happens to be right below Derrick's bedroom." She paled. "I could hear the bedsprings squeaking above as you guys fucked. I really didn't know it was you until you started crying out: don't stop, don't stop."

Amanda lowered her head and started sobbing quietly.

"Can you imagine how I felt hearing you cry out in ecstasy as somebody drilled your pussy making you come again and again? It was doubly painful knowing I never made you cry out like that before."

He didn't say anymore for a while.

He let Amanda's sobs work themselves out not knowing what to say. Obviously, something primitive and base had been awakened in his wife. How should he react to this new discovery?

Admitting his feelings of inadequacy to Amanda somehow helped his negative feelings about himself to lessen some. The hot jealousy he had been feeling was, for the time being, mostly hidden behind a welcomed sense of inner peace. The beer and aspirin were starting to work. He looked at the top of her head. He touched her hair. Derrick had been right. It was like corn silk. Amanda's sobs were much less intense now. . He felt weird in his new role of being a cuckold. Yet watching her chest heave as she sobbed produced in him an intense love for his ravaged wife. She was so beautiful. She would always be a target for other men's desires. He patted the bed beside him.

"Lie next to me and let me hold you." Amanda looked up her eyes red and her nose runny.

"I feel terrible," she said. "I...." Rick touched her lips and said "shhhhhhhh." He pulled her up next to him and wrapped his arms around her.

"Oh sweetheart, you feel bad and I feel bad." he paused. "We'll see our way through somehow. It may take me a little while. Right now, though, everything is so confused and my insides are in turmoil because of the beer, the pot, the responsibility I feel for Susie's behavior as well as our own. Right now, I just want to lie here quietly, with you in my arms and try to sleep.

"Rick, oh Rick..." she cried.

"Shhhhhhh," he sounded softly, "don't talk now. We'll have time to talk later. Right now, I just want to hold you and try to rest."

At that precise moment Amanda loved Rick even more than when she had uttered, "I do."

Amanda also felt relief at Rick's behavior, though she was confused about her own. She was glad he had not gotten violent or made a scene. Other thoughts inhabited her mind. Would she be able to resist Derrick's advances in the future? Would her marriage survive? What if Derrick bragged about his conquest? God, what if her parents or in-laws found out about her behavior? She didn't try to answer any these questions right now. She was content to lie in bed wrapped in her husband's arms. Soon, they were both asleep.

Later, they got up and showered together. Rick washed her body, soaping and rinsing her repeatedly. He reached down and, ever so gently, stroked her labia. The redness and puffiness he thought he would see on her vulva were not as pronounced as he expected. Her loins were recovering rapidly from last night's and this morning's debaucheries. Amanda leaned against his arm aroused by his touch. Gently he parted the labia and touched the hidden folds of flesh.

"Are you sore?" he asked softly.

"Some," she replied then added, "but not sore enough to say no to you." She reached down and touched his penis. Rick grew rigid quickly as Amanda stroked his penis. She tried without success not to compare Rick with Derrick. People were different.

"I must confess something to you," said Rick.

"MMMMMMMM..." Amanda replied as she stroked his hardness.

"The thought of you entangled in those black arms with your legs wrapped around his waist while he thrusts into you arouses me."

This confession gave Amanda a slim prayer of hope that she and Derrick might repeat last night sometime in the future.

"You don't thing me a pervert for having those thoughts, do you?"

Amanda let his penis slip from her mouth.

"How could I think a thought of yours perverted after what I did?"

She noticed Rick's eyes unfocused bright with lust. She recaptured the head of his penis with her mouth and slid up and down along his slender, short shaft.

Amanda could tell Rick wouldn't last much longer. She enjoyed the water on her shoulders accompanied by the groans of her husband as she brought him closer and closer to orgasm.

Sunday morning, Amanda went for her long weekly run. She ran three to five miles three to four times a week. On Sunday mornings, she would jog a real slow 10 to 20 miles. Rick watched her until she was lost to sight. Turning around, he started. Susie stood right behind him. He had not heard her walk up.

"Did I really sleep for 24 hours?" Susie looked drawn. Rick could tell she was upset. He decided to confront her right away with the memories of the Friday night and see what her mental landscape was like.

"Susie, Friday night was an aberration. It wasn't your fault."

Susie shook her head negatively.

"Rick I slept with two men at the same time. I don't know what came over me. They took me up to a bedroom and fucked me all night long. It didn't matter to them where they shot their load: in my mouth, in my ass or in my vagina." She paused for a moment breathing rapidly. "I loved it Rick. I felt so wanton. I loved making them come. They seemed to love making me come. I lost count of the orgasms. I had no idea I could ever behave like that." She stood for a time looking out the window.

"Coffee?" asked Rick.

She looked at him and nodded.

"Coffee would be nice."

They walked into the kitchen. She sat at the table as Rick prepared the coffee. He looked at her. Susie was staring out the window.

"Do me a favor," he said.

She turned to look at him.

"What's that?" she asked.

"Give me a wee little smile." His request was couched in a childish tone of voice.

Despite her despair Susie managed a small brief smile.

"You know Amanda had an experience similar to yours."

Susie stared at him. "Oh my God." she said.

"Amanda and I think some of the players thought it might be fun to screw their tutors. They probably made sure anything you or Amanda consumed would help them later when they made their move. That's why I call Friday an aberration."

"Do you really think so?" Susie asked.

"I think it best explains the unusual behavior you and Amanda demonstrated. Too, both of you demonstrated the behavior at the same time". Rick filled the coffee maker with water and measured out the coffee. After drinking water to replace that lost during the run, Amanda liked a large cup of strong coffee.

"Amanda slept with Derrick. She doesn't remember specifically consenting to sleep with him. She vaguely recalls him fucking her during the night and how good she felt with him doing that. When Amanda woke up this morning she was still in bed with Derrick. He slept next to her his penis still in her vagina. She noticed her pubic hair was matted and her thighs covered with flakes of dried semen."

"Poor Amanda," sighed Susie.

"She's sure of Derrick, but not sure if anyone else had her when she was drugged."

"We should call the police. Those delinquents can't get away with this." Susie said hotly. She was angry at having her life altered without her consent. Rick replied in a calmer tone.

"Superficially, that sounds like a plan. A little reflection will make that plan less than desirable."

Rick brought the coffee over to the kitchen table. They sat facing the windows. They would be able to see Amanda return as she finished her run.

" What are you going to tell the police? You drank beer with minors and smoked their dope before you had sex with them."

He saw her eyes go from the flames of anger to the tears of helplessness. He took her by the hand.

"They will get away with what they did to us. There is nothing we can do except to try and put it behind us and move on."

Susie looked disheartened. Then she looked up at Rick anxiety in her face.

"How will I tutor them tomorrow? She asked. "Jerome is one of my students. How can I look him in the face? My sore ass will be a constant reminder how Jerome used me. It doesn't seem right to have to deal with someone who drugged you and then fucked you in the ass for hours."

" I didn't say it would be easy. But revealing what happened at the party would, in all likelihood get us in more trouble than we can imagine right now. Don't forget they are legally minors. The law favors them to the detriment of adults in situations like this. We could lose our jobs. We could even be charged with a crime."

The consternation on Susie's face showed clearly she had not thought the matter through. She had only thought of retribution being visited on those that had violated her.

"If you can maintain your composure at each session I think you will find the subsequent sessions easier. Every tutoring session will distance you from Friday night. The body isn't really bothered by who you fuck; only the mind remembers the episode. The pain in your bottom will go away and the tissues will heal. Ed won't be able to tell by looking at your body the unplanned misadventures you experienced. You'll see."

"I hope you're right," she said her voice hesitant with doubt. Looking suddenly determined she said, "Still, I'm going to let him know they hurt me; that I feel used and soiled."

She sat in thought, silent for a time. The burst of resolve faded from her face.

"I just hope Ed never finds out."

Rick held his tongue letting Susie talk. Then they were both silent for a while sipping their coffee lost in their own thoughts.

"How do you feel?" asked Susie after awhile.

"It's tough. Even though Amanda doesn't remember consenting to intercourse her behavior couldn't help but give the idea she consented. Derrick probably drugged her before I passed out. I remember them dancing during the movie. He had pulled the hem of her miniskirt up and was fondling her genitals with his other hand. She was spooning with him at the time her arms over her head wrapped around his neck. Her face revealed the intense pleasure she was feeling from his attentions."

"Why didn't you stop him?"

"I was on the floor to high and ripped to move. I was probably drugged too. The effort to stay turned and watch them was too much. I turned back and watched Elrod and Jerome pawing you. By the way, that visual of them fondling you is my most important piece of evidence we were drugged. You would never have consented to that with a clear head."

Rick was silent.

After a moment, Susie voiced a question.

"What bothers you the most?" she asked.

"Hearing Amanda cry out in ecstasy while Derrick fucked her. I've never made her scream with pleasure like that. One can't help but compare."

"Oh my God, that must hurt," allowed Susie.

"Exquisitely. I can recall the sound of the bed springs squeaking as they fucked--a nonverbal taunt if ever there was one. She admits to immediate remorse when she first woke up. She was afraid to move, at first, for fear of creating a commotion or scene that might awaken me. Timidity and passivity held her there while she tried to think what to do. But lying there with him rigid inside of her started producing the sensations of pleasure to which she succumbed. After that, Amanda admits her subsequent behavior was voluntary. Her body ignored the protests of a rapidly dimming rational mind and insisted on responding."

He paused for a moment. Susie reached out and touched his hand. He continued.

"She feels guilty for hurting me and I believe her. But I think too, she remembers the feel of him inside of her; his relentless fucking with that big dick must have produced undeniably pleasurable orgasms. I think she will weaken and succumb to Derrick many more times before their newly discovered passion for one another abates."

Rick paused to take a breath.

"I think Amanda has discovered a foreign landscape inside herself that she will want to explore. All I can do is love her and be patient giving her the room and time she needs to find herself in this new world."

"I'm so sorry we're having to deal with this," she said. Her voice sounded sincere and sad.

"Me too," he agreed.

They were silent for a moment

"Maybe when Amanda comes back we can all sit down and talk. I think it would help us. I know talking about troubling things helps me," Susie looked at Rick waiting for a reply.

"That's probably not a bad idea." He smiled at Susie, recalling the sight of her stretched pussy wrapped tightly around the beer can-sized shaft of Jerome's enormous tool.

"One other thing Susie."

"What?" she stared at Rick?

"When Jerome and Elrod took your clothes off and were in the process of turning you on I couldn't help but notice what a gorgeous body you have."

She stared at him hard for a moment. Then, they both burst out laughing. The irony of human behavior was not lost on either of them.

End of Chapter 1