“Yeah? Mmm, fuck. Fuck. Yeah... Ugh!"“Mmm, you’re a nasty whore, are you?” Mr. Bagwell started. He spanked her again. “Are you?"“Ugh! Yeah...hhhh..." Ashley exclaimed.Before she could finish, Marcus Bagwell kissed the young woman named Ashley Mendes roughly yet with passion.“Mmm, mmm...”Ashley broke off the kiss.“Wait. Wait. Wait. I have a boyfriend. I’m kissing my ex’s uncle for Christian’s job. Hell, Christian fucked me at that party. We’re friends,” she said.“You know what, Miss Mendes? I. I could feel her tears dripping on my chest, her heavy breathing near my neck and then I saw her cleavage and huge boobs moving up and down. I love working out so I have a strong body, I tried to cheer her up, and she calmed down and said that I have very hard shoulders and she started feeling my arms and shoulders. BUT HOLD ON GUYS!!!! This is not where it started, at that time I was just enjoying her soft touch on my body.We continued the classes but we rather had a nice long chat than. We snuggled down to sleep but I couldn't, too restless. The short respite of our lust had made me forget our problems but now in the dark of the night they came swarming back. I was still out of work and those bills were piling up."Is there anything I can do?" she asked."No you do more than your share now," I said.She works all the hours she can but it didn't put a dent in what we owe. There was only one way out and I didn't want to take that last step."How would you feel," I started to say but. Was that affection? Love? Whatever it was, it made me tremble. My muscles turned to jelly and zounds of butterflies erupted in my stomach, hurtling through my entire body as blood went rushing from my mind to my cheeks. I could not help but smile, and gave him a long, wet kiss on the lips. He laid his arms on my waist, and I cupped his cheeks, pressing his face against mine. When I finally let go, he was still looking at me, but the expression of hope and doubt had vanished, only anticipation.