He stood watching her, the rain falling on her back. Walking up behind her, He raised his hand and brought it down with a loud slap across her ass, st...artled she jumped, as another stung her, and another . She moaned, but didn't cry out, His hand caressed her skin, he loved seeing it red like that and he knew she needed to feel his strength, his power. His hand came down again on one cheek and again on the other, walking up beside her he kissed her face, she smiled at Him, her face flushed, she. **** We met years ago, 11 years ago actually. I was in fifth grade with his brother and he was in second grade. Aidan’s brother, Dustin has been my best friend since our first class together in fifth grade all those years ago. Our senior year in high school, Dustin and I drifted apart some, and Aidan and I became closer. Neither Aidan nor I ever admitted to having feelings for each other, but several people in our lives think we are perfect for each other. My best friend, Hazel, insisted (only. "Ireally don't know. She made the first move."Danny falls back in the chair in astonishment, however my father doesnot take it well. "She's gotten you blushing like a little girl now.God, you are fucking pussy Alex. Every fucking time I see you, you aremore of pussy than the last time I saw you. Get the fuck out of here fornow," My father says as he moves to the garage door I am assuming to getanother beer. Feeling like I am ready to cry and taking my father'sinstruction I get up and head. I walked in and as usual she was nowhere to be seen, her husband was out at work and she’d left the door unlocked which was the norm for her, even though I’ve always told her it could be dangerous. Anyway I walked in and called her name – no answer. I opened the door to upstairs and called her name – no answer, ‘unusual’ I thought.I climbed the stairs quietly and when I got to the top I called her name and again there was no answer, looking in the bathroom I heard a strange noise, walking over.