Chapter 313: Christian Devereaux, 15, Target...

Sara Dumas was happier than she’d ever been in her life. Richie texted her from school almost every day. Telling her what time to either pick him up or drive over to his house to spend the night.

Sometimes he wanted another threesome. Once it a while he just had her blow him and then gave her to Carole for the night. Other times, he sent her back and forth between their two bedrooms.

Sara felt a delicious sense of freedom in have Richie make the decisions for her. Her job was to make him happy. And to please Carole, of course.

She knew deep down that he’d be having her step up her interactions with Charlie one of these days. But he wasn’t pushing her, not yet at least.

And, Richie was true to his word — he began taking her out on the town, showing off his new girlfriend. Annie’s diner, the farmer’s market, Ruby Tuesday. Sometimes, at Contrary Mary’s Darlene came and sat with them for few moments. He even paid for meals and drinks. Sara figured Carole was giving him expense money, but that hardly mattered. She felt like she was dating again.

She continued to diet and work out in her gym. She had now lost a total of 18-pounds, and was the skinniest she’d been in over 15 years.

As mature as Richie was, he was still a teenage boy, and his youthful zeal showed up every once in a while. One Tuesday he texted her to meet him at his house after school.

She was waiting for him there when he showed up with seven of his friends — four boys and three girls. Sara giggled as she saw them coming up the walk. She didn’t know what he would have her doing, but she would bet anything she’d be naked within a few minutes.

When he undressed her, showing off in a way — see what I can do with her — she wasn’t the least embarrassed. In fact she was proud. Proud of how she looked these days, most mostly proud to be Richie’s girlfriend.

If he wanted to, he could fuck her on the Miss-Kitty stage. Even the back deck at Contrary Mary’s. Sara was in love.

When he had her naked — to the delight of his little buddies, he said, “Cum for me, Mrs. Dumas. Before you suck me off.”

She gave him a glorious smile, “Of course, of course.”

She was already a little aroused. Partly from the audience, mostly from doing as she was told. Instinctively she knew to look each one in the eye as she fingered herself. Three of them were filming her.

Sara felt that familiar flush going from her cheeks down to her chest. Felt how hard her nipples were. How moist she was. She was getting closer and closer — “Oh ... oh ... oh ... oh ... OH!”

As she orgasmed for him, everything went out of focus for a few moments. She was still in heat, and could have cum again. But he hadn’t told her to.