Gorgeous George: Beauty Is Skin Deep, Ugly Goes to the Bone
Copyright© 2021 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 8: Wetter Union
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 8: Wetter Union - ... But Stupid is as Stupid Does. George barely finished high school with an un-diagnosed learning disability. By chance, he found a coach to help him learn and communicate. He got a better job as a bookkeeper. One day a young woman, Annette, sought help. His loving parents accepted her into their home. Growing closer, they courted, as far as her battered (yet beautiful) body allowed. Then came the lawyers. Motivational flan. Backyard nudism. Waffles. Family ties. The women's clinic.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Rape Heterosexual Fiction Rags To Riches Anal Sex First Oral Sex Nudism
Annette undressed slowly while George gaped. He was gobsmacked. “I must be dreaming.” He saw her in profile, her left side turned away. Gathering his thoughts, he began unbuttoning, careful to protect his suit. Shoes, socks, tie and shirt were stripped off.
George walked to the large bathtub and began filling. There was ample room for them to soak together. Annette stepped into the room. George was suddenly infuriated. Her left elbow and upper arm were blue-black with bruises, thanks to Jerry. Worse, her left hip and thigh had older bruises, in yellow and brown. “Oh, honey! Let me help you in.” Both of them were teary with rage and pain.
He made up a washcloth with the hotel’s “french milled” soap and began lathering her carefully. “That. animal. will. never. hurt. you. again!” George growled.
“I’m so sorry. But there’s more,” Annette whimpered. “You can’t see it, but he forced me. My vagina is messed up now, so I can’t be yours for awhile.” Tears rolled down her face.
“Shhh. It’s OK, honey. You’ll be taken care of, I promise. In the meantime, I’m going to wash you, dry you, cuddle and kiss. And in the morning, after breakfast, we get you everything you need. Do not doubt, do not worry. Just kiss me when you can.”
“I certainly will. I guess I’m clean and pruney now, so let’s get out.” He used the towels while cackling: “I’ll pat you, my pretty, and your little pussy too!” He doused the lights, brought her to the bed, and set her on her uninjured right side. A pillow eased her left arm. Instinctively, he spooned behind her, with her breast cupped in his free hand.
They were fast asleep in minutes.
In the morning, George awakened in an unfamiliar, and empty, big bed. There was a long brown hair across his face, and he sneezed. Annette padded in from the bathroom. “Good morning, handsome man. Need the bathroom?” “Um, yes, um... “ “Hey, no problem. I saw him last night, remember? Yes, healthy and happy. Now go in there and think about politics until you can pee. Then have a quick shower so we can check out. It’s 8:00 and I’m starving.”
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