Surprised Encounter

The sudden slam of the door woke her up immediately. Several other sounds demonstrate that other doors have been opened and then slammed shut. Immediately her mind cleared and she stared at the dark cottage to see what was going on. There's no one else here this weekend, his brother said. She must have plenty of room for herself and her pile of books. Just listen to the sound of waterfalls and birdsong, while indulging in her favorite porn books.

Suddenly she heard someone whistling a tune outside. There seemed to be only one intruder, and that person was approaching. Who could it be? Who else might know she's here? Or maybe someone intended to steal it or worse? She shivered under the warm blanket. Who knew that women alone wouldn't protest much? Especially not a short woman like her.

She has endured a lot of teasing about her short stature from her brother and friends, but never has she wanted to be taller and stronger. She moved quietly and grabbed her panties, pulling them on before draping a sweater and jeans over her naked body.

Now she only needs a gun. She looked around the dark room. It was almost impossible for her to pack up. Come to think of it, damn it, she thought. She heard hissing coming closer. A small dump rang out just outside the bungalow, before footsteps backed away from the car again. Hearing the sound of it, whatever it was, the stranger was unloading the outside material. Most likely a thief's tool.

However, this lets her know that an intruder is trying to get in the front door and helps her focus on where to launch an attack. She moved slowly and quietly between the furniture and walked over to the umbrella. Grabbing the larger umbrella, she tried to buy time to find a more useful weapon. She'll love a pistol or a sword, or even a heavy-duty handle, but since the first two aren't available and the last one will make a lot of noise to locate, that should suffice.

Now she hears the screeching coming closer and she braced herself when she saw the doorknob move. A key was inserted and before she could think more about it, the door slammed shut and she instinctively reacted by slamming the umbrella into the intruder's hand. A loud scream is heard and she welcomes the sound as she continues to hunt on every dark part of the intruder she can approach as she screams like a banshee.

"Wow," she heard him say, patting her chest. The dark voice could only belong to a man and she raised her gun to punch him a little more before he decided to play out one of the scenarios in her head. Panic caused her to gather more power than she ever thought possible within her.

Too soon, she was caught and thrown to the ground. Her attacker swooped down on her, causing her to lose her breath due to the weight of her heavy body. She was momentarily stunned and as she inhaled heavily and began to fight back, he reached for the weapon she had dropped on impact and threw it down.

Oh my, she thought panicking as she felt the weapon thrown out of reach. Clutching his hand, she smacked him on the shoulder as she screamed.

“Let go, you madman.”

“For God's sake, don't move,” his attacker said harshly as he gathered his fists and kept them on the ground.

"Let go of me!" She hissed at him, doing her best to mask her fear with anger. She tried to resist his grip but he held her so tightly that she couldn't move. She began to fidget, trying to pull him away from her.

"Not until you're well-behaved," he said, and she fainted at the humor in his voice. Goujat. If he dared to laugh at her before raping her, she would definitely kill him at the first chance. It doesn't matter how many years in prison she gets in return. He deserves it. He chuckled at her thoughts and she tried to kick him instead. In an instant, he moved and extended his body past her, preventing her from struggling with her own weight so easily.

She was vaguely aware of his immense size combined with the small force he needed to hold her steady in his arms. It won't be easy, she thought. Instead, she will have to use her brain if she wants to come out of this unscathed state. She let her muscles relax completely, trying to make him believe she had given up. "Ah finally. Now I can finally get an answer for such a bad reception. Who are you? "

" I can ask you the same question, "she growled at him.

" Well, now you have a secret for me? "He's teasing." This will not last long. ' he gathered both of his hands into one of his before sliding the other down her sides, methodically searching for her weapon by feeling her hips as she searched her hips. as she searched the sides of his pockets. “You're a woman, judging by that,” he said as if taking evidence against her. “But, you can never be too sure,” he whispered before wrapping his arms around her breasts and groping her. She gasped at the sudden feeling of joy mixed with fear and she began to struggle seriously, trying to throw him out of her body. He responded by coaxing her more, and she almost jumped when she heard his voice near her ear.

"Now tell me your name this time or will I have to take your clothes off to find out who you are?"

She gasped at his suggestions and was even more shocked when she felt him rub his belly against hers. She could even feel the contours of his hard cock and she shivered at the impending sensation.

"I own this place," she growled at him.

"No, you don't. That's Cade's place."

"Well, it's almost like I'm his sister." He suddenly froze.

"His sister?" he said weakly. "So you're… Ann? Ann Mason?"

"Of course I am. And who are you?" She gave him a thumbs up and this time he was willing to go. When he stood up and flipped the switch, she finally had a chance to see who the intruder was. “Jared Anderson,” she gasped, finally recognizing him.

He is my brother's friend. Will this situation get any worse, she wondered as she blushed at the thought that she had fallen for this particular man when she was just a teenager. Now she's older and wiser, she hopes. He never noticed her. And why should he? With a tall, solid body, muscular muscles and a very masculine face, he is always loved by women. This masculine perfection never made her look twice and she cried bitter tears and vowed to forget everything about him. Until now, as he stood there looking at her warily.

"What are you doing here? Do you follow me everywhere?" Jared suddenly asked.

"What? If someone is spying on someone, it's the other way around. I was here first, you idiot." She wouldn't let a ten-year-old who has a crush on her treat him with baby gloves. Are you sure. He would soon learn that she had grown up to be an independent woman who did not live off the attention of perverts. “Cade lent me the chalet for the week. He said it would be empty this time of year.

"It's so weird he's telling me the same thing," Jared said coldly, before pausing. "Damn that Cade," he later burst out.

"What? Don't tell me you think he did it on purpose?"

"Of course he did. Have you ever seen Cade forget something?

"This is the worst excuse I've ever heard," she told him sincerely. “Of course he forgot. But it is easily fixed. You just get in the car and come back another week when she's free. "

" Failed. I was there all week. End of story. And if you have a problem with that, I suggest you go,” he stared at her. "What are you doing here?" He wondered before looking around the small one-room house. Pick up one of them before she can stop it. “Endless pleasures. An erotic romance book, he read aloud. Before giving him a questioning look. You have brought a large amount of reading material. higher, twisting himself to stop him there. Then open the book to a random page and start reading.

"He opened her blouse and reached out to stroke her tight nipples, causing her to groan as the pleasure spilled over her and built up in her crotch. Her panties were damp as he bent down and sucked on the nipple. her breasts in her warm mouth." He burst out laughing and she slapped him hard in the stomach. "Boom," he groaned.

"Give me that, or else..." she growled at him.

"A little summer reading?" He smiled at her and handed her the book, winking at her. She felt her cheeks blush because he now knew her preferences. "Evaluate the pile you spend your vacation reading, right?"

"That's right," she admitted reluctantly. “I come here a week a year to read. Now, does that satisfy your curiosity? "

" Did you come here alone? "

"Yes," she leaned over to place the book on the stack on her right, busily gathering her books in the corner. "Hmm," she heard behind her. him with a frown. If he dared to laugh at her, she would do something mean to him, she was sure, and it seemed like he was dying to say something he would find amusing.

"And what do you do when the books are read and your sex drive is higher than ever? Asking a boyfriend?"

"It's none of your business."

"Sounds weird. Why are you tormenting yourself with unrevealed sex stories?"

“Maybe I can fix it myself? She scolded him before trying to restrain herself.

"Oh...," he looked at her passionately. "Good for you." He paused for a moment, scanning his fiery eyes over her body.

She took a deep breath as she wondered what the hell he was doing and why she was the one receiving that passionate gaze. He had never shown any interest in her before, so she didn't believe it could be lust. Most likely, he was aiming for the murder and making an insult she didn't want to hear. She went back to bed to find her socks and finally she heard him behind her.

"Can I watch?" He whispered so softly she wasn't sure she heard. Turning around she gasped and blushed as the image of her masturbating in front of him came to life, she found herself strangely drawn to the intention of letting him look but never touch him, torture him while. she was very happy.

"Never," she said in a muffled voice she barely recognized as his.

"What a pity. I'm sure I'd like that," he said sullenly as if she were denying him a piece of candy he wanted.

"Forget it."

"Well," he shrugged. "Just let me know when you change your mind," he smirked. "In the meantime, I'm preparing the rest of my gear."

"Hey, you can't do that. I have a cabin for this week and I don't want to share."

"Unfortunately. Then you'll have to find yourself another cottage, because I'm here." And then he threw a backpack inside the door before heading back to his car to collect a few more of his stuff. He hisses the same tune every time as before. The man was a complete idiot, but she wouldn't let him ruin her vacation. She should have believed that he would come by himself in the morning.

"But there's only one room," she reminded him.

"With multiple beds. Or do you suggest we share your bed?" he suggested brazenly.

She blushed with the implication that one day she would want this man near her. Her teenage adventures were years ago. He was just a big flirt and she hated the look on his lazy face, telling him he could never lack female friends if he wanted to.

"Stay away from me or I'll cut you a piece," she threatened. He laughed at her threat, clearly not believing the possibility of hurting her. "What are you doing here?" she asked as he returned with another backpack and long cylinders.