Chapter 19: CHAPTER 19

After another sex session with Julia, we left the motel and headed home.

Sunday

I woke up late, around ten-thirty. I left the room and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Yesterday, after I got home, I went straight to bed, as a result, the scent of Julia's perfume was still on my body.

After showering, I started walking to the kitchen. On the way, I passed the living room and saw my dad sitting on the couch, watching his favorite show.

When I get to the kitchen, I find my stepmother, Isabela, and my sister, Stefany. The two were arguing.

"How many times did I tell you to let me know where you were?"

"Mom, I know how to take care of myself."

"Stefany, I'm just going to say it one more time. Either you start telling me where you are, or I stop giving you money. You choose."

"Aaah this is a dictatorship."

Stefany gets up and stomps out of the kitchen. Isabela, seeing this scene, lets out a sigh. During this week, Isabela is showing a lot of her feelings, something atypical for a woman like her.

"How about a helping hand?"

I take a knife and start to cut a carrot, helping Isabela. She nodded in acceptance of my offer of help, so we both started chopping the vegetables on the table.

Did I have difficulties? No, I often had to turn around and cook. My grandfather never made me lunch. So, I learned on my own.

After a few minutes of silence.

"You want to talk?" I asked.

"About?"

"About your past, about your current feelings, about your daughter, about my father. I think you've been accumulating negative feelings for a long time… or maybe negative events."

"Have you become a psychologist now?"

"No, you're just like me."

"Am I just like you?"

"Isabela, I don't care much for people. But, I know what it's like to keep everything and sink into despair."

Isabella looks into my eyes. Seeing how serious I was, she swallowed and remained silent.

As I said before, I don't really care about people. So why am I willing to listen and maybe help Isabela? Well, from the moment the idea of ​​revenge entered my mind, one of the people who made the list is my father.

What do I intend to do? I want to destroy this perfect life my father is leading.

"Isabela, if you need to talk, I'm all ears. You still have time."

After helping Isabela, who was silent the entire time, I left the kitchen.

In the afternoon, I went to the apartment.

Upon entering, I find Amelia sitting on the couch. She had a notebook on her thighs, she must have been writing the novel she mentioned the other day.

"Amelia." I call her.

"Oh Jay. Did you miss me and come to see me?"

"Yes. Any news?" I asked and headed towards the kitchen to get some water.

"I removed the tattoo."

When Amelia wad forced to be a prostitute, she wad also forced to get a tattoo. Erasing the tattoo was the definitive step to leaving the past behind.

"That is good."

I walked over to her and sat beside her on the couch.

"Tiffany isn't home?"

"She went out with her friends."

"So it's just the two of us at home."

"Yeah… You know, I need inspiration for an R-18 scene." Amelia said with a smile, and placed her hand on my thigh.

Fifteen minutes later.

I'm in a curious situation.

"Because I agreed to help her?"

Amelia simply cuffed me to the bed with open arms and walked out of the room. After a few minutes of waiting, the bedroom door opened, obviously it was Amelia.

I was about to complain, but the moment I saw the milf enter the room, I shut up instantly.

Amelia walked in wearing a sexy cop costume. She was wearing black pantyhose that reached up to her thighs, black high heels, a short leather skirt that showed part of her ass, a white police shirt that only covered her breasts, and a black hat.

To complete the costume, she had a whip in her hands. Personally, I would prefer she didn't have one.

"You liked?" she asked in a sultry tone.

"Of course I do. But what's all this for?"

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"I told you, I need inspiration for a scene from my novel."

"And what scene would that be?"

"A scene between a sexy cop and a millionaire company owner."

"The businessman got into trouble, for him to get away with it, he must follow the police officer's orders."

"Exactly."

"Alright. Shall we start?"

Suddenly, Amelia slams her whip on the bed.

"I give the orders here."

Looks like she got into character. This is going to be interesting, I've never had sex with a woman dressed as a police officer.

"Okay, lady police." I said, getting into character.

Amelia started walking towards me, showing her sexy way. At the moment, I was only in the clothes of the lower part of the body, that is, in shorts. Before I was handcuffed, Amelia took my shirt off.

Amelia climbed onto the bed and got on top of me. Then, she started to slide the end of the whip over my skin, tickling.

My head was down and, my eyes followed the path of the whip. Amelia, after passing my chest, placed the whip on my chin and made me look at her.

Looking me in the eyes, Amelia leans over and kisses me. His lips touch mine, then his tongue invades my mouth. During the kiss, our tongues start moving in sync.

I could taste the sweet coffee Amelia had drunk and the cherry scent of her perfume. Also, I could feel the softness of Amelia's breasts pressing against mine.

Obviously, I've felt all these sensations before, but I never get bored with feeling again and again.

After our saliva exchange, Amelia said.

"I see someone is excited."

Amelia was referring to the bulk in my pants. During the kiss, I got an erection, a normal reaction.

"You are a very bad man, sir Jay, and you must be punished."

Amelia got off my body and lay down beside me. Then, she unzipped my pants and took them off, along with my underwear. Now, I'm completely naked.

Amelia gets up and leaves the room, I was surprised by her random movement. It didn't take her thirty seconds to get back to the room.

Upon entering, she again comes to bed. This time, she had a lube on hand.

"Are you ready for your punishment?"

"Yes ma'am."

Amelia poured the lube over my erect cock, wetting it. However, she didn't start massaging the body of the penis, she started with the scrotum.

With her fingertips, Amelia began to caress the skin, sending a shiver through my body.

Then, she slid her fingers down the length of my cock and grabbed it.

"You want me to make you come."

"I want to."

"Fufufu."

This is the second time I've been dominated by a woman. Only Elena did such a thing. I particularly do not care, in the end I will receive pleasure. The only thing I don't want is to be hurt, I'm not a masochist.

Amelia started to run her tongue over my nipple as she started a hand job. Her hand moved up and down the length of my cock, and her tongue swirled around the areola of my nipple.

It's very pleasurable. 

Amelia stopped licking my nipple and moved toward my mouth, kissing me.

Again, our languages ​​connected. The kiss wad only cut off when my scrotum started to tingle and the muscles in my penis started to twitch.

I didn't hold back and let out a stream of cum. I let out a sigh at the end.

"This is too much." said Amelia.

"Amelia, the handcuffs are hurting me. Can you let me go?"

"Oh, really?"

"Yes."

"Too bad. I was having fun."

Amelia let go of my arms, which were red. If she hadn't squeezed too much, I could have stayed longer.

After being released, I looked at Amelia, who had her back to me. She was putting the handcuffs on the furniture beside the bed. The sight of Amelia's ass in her leather skirt made my cock hard again.

I approached her and squeezed the soft flesh of her ass. Amelia wad surprised to feel my touch.

"Our game isn't over yet." I said.

"Hehe, you're a bad boy."

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