Chapter 4: Into Her Crack

Time seemed to pass slowly, but Lewis only counted ten seconds to himself before undoing the button. As she felt his fingers start to move, the pressure on her stomach disappeared and her heart started to beat faster. Then her zip slid down.

She hadn’t expected that to be undone too, but far from panic, she just felt even more excitement. As Lewis massaged over the front of her now loose jeans, she gave a contented sigh then continued. ‘There was a surprise for me in court.’

‘When the charges were read out, he was charged with my attempted rape, plus three other rapes. The Magistrate told him that even though he hadn’t succeeded, it was clear that he had intended to rape me. Apparently, he had claimed that I’d taken his trousers and shorts down myself and was telling him to have sex with me.’

‘Then he had claimed I’d got cold feet and panicked. The Magistrate pointed out that all the forensic evidence proved that everything I had said was true. ‘The only part of her body your victim used to made contact with you was her foot.’ he said.

At that point Lewis’s hands came back up over the front of her jeans. As she paused to enjoy it, she felt his hand briefly pass over the tiny bit of her panties uncovered by her open zip. She let out a cry of delight at the feeling it gave her.

Then as Lewis’s hand returned onto her bare stomach, she repeated her happy cry. With a considerable struggle she continued her story. ‘The Magistrate seemed to be struggling not to smile at the mention of my foot.’ Anette said.

‘Then he told Carl, ‘The three rapes you have been charged with happened in the previous year. Those victims only came forward when you were arrested. Although there is no physical evidence left, I have no doubt that you committed those three rapes.’

Anette went silent once more to savour the beautiful feelings going through her as Lewis’s hands massaged so gently over her breasts. ‘I wonder what that would feel like on the skin?’ she thought to herself. feeling so excited just at the thought.

Lewis moved over her shoulders and onto her head. Taking his hands away, he smiled at her and got a lovely smile back. ‘You are really relaxing now.’ he told her. ‘When you turn over, I’ll go down your back again.’

‘You have three choices this time. You can choose any one of them, all of them or none of them, it’s entirely up to you. When I reach your bra strap, I’ll take hold of it and pause. Say ‘Pass’ and I’ll move on down. Say nothing and I’ll undo it.’

‘If I do, that will take all the pressure off your chest. Then I will return to your neck and massage all of your back again. This time with nothing in the way. The second choice is when I reach your waist. Your jeans are now loose, so I’ll take hold of the back of them.’

‘If you say ‘Pass’ I’ll let go and carry on down over the top of them like last time. If you say nothing, I’ll massage your cheeks inside your jeans directly over your panties. Then I’ll take my hand out and massage over the top and down to your feet.’

The third option can only be done if you do option two. Before I take my hands out of your jeans, lift your hips up in the air. If you do, I’ll slide your jeans down as far as I can. I will then massage your cheeks again, over your panties but doing both cheeks at the same time.’

‘I’ll then be able to massage your legs directly on your skin too. If you can do that, you will be getting very close to being completely relaxed with me. But don’t worry if you can’t, we’ll just keep going as we are.’ Anette had no doubt what she’d like to do, but could she?

‘Turn over and carry on with your story,’ Lewis instructed. Anette turned over, then as Lewis massaged the back of her head, she continued with what the Magistrate had said to Carl. ‘You have decided to plead guilty to all the charges against you.’ he told him.

‘Also, you have already suffered some punishment from your intended victim.’ he told him as he clearly struggled to supress another smile, ‘So I am allowing them to be taken into consideration. Do you have anything to say before I pass sentence?’

Lewis had massaged her shoulders and part way down her back. He reached her bra strap and paused. He took hold of it each side of the fastener and waited. Anette still hadn’t completely decided, but she kept her mouth tight shut whilst she thought about it.

Lewis counted ten to himself then unhooked the strap. As she felt all the pressure around her breasts disappear, Anette gave a happy sigh. She lay there as she felt Lewis’s hands move back up to her shoulders and slide her bra staps off her shoulders to the side.

Then as he massaged every inch of her back, she lay quiet enjoying it. With the strap out of the way it seemed twice as nice as last time, even though she knew that wasn’t logical. As Lewis reached her waist she was about to continue.

Then she felt him take hold of the middle of the waistband of her jeans. He lifted it slightly, then paused. Anette’s heart was pounding in excitement. She was still telling herself she hadn’t decided, but kept her mouth clamped tightly closed even so.

Then she felt Lewis’s other hand sliding carefully down inside her jeans. As it slid over her panties over her cheek, she couldn’t stop herself crying out and saying, ‘That feels lovely.’ She was in a world of her own as she enjoyed it.

As his hand moved over and did the same to the other cheek, she just kept making a long moan of delight. Then his hand moved into the middle. When it started sliding out along her crack, she was so much elsewhere with the ecstasy that she didn’t move.

As Lewis took his hand out and then massaged over the top of her jeans, she came back to earth with a jolt and realised what she had done. Or rather hadn’t done. ‘Stop!’ she called out. Lewis took his hand away immediately.

‘Sorry,’ she said, ‘Can you go back and repeat the last thirty seconds.’ Lewis cottoned on to what had happened. He slid his hand back inside her jeans until his index finger was partway down her crack, over her panties. Then he started sliding it out slowly.

His finger had only moved up a few inches before Anettes hips lifted up in the air. Lewis took his hand out, took hold of her waistband with both hands and wriggled her jeans down to her knees. As they moved down, he uncovered a pair of pale purple panties with frilly edges.

‘Relax.’ he called out. Once she was flat, Lewis lowered both hands onto her cheeks and massaged them both at once over her panties. Anette was crying out constantly with delight at the lovely feelings rolling over her.

After a while, Lewis moved down onto the back of her now bare thighs. ‘Carry on,’ he told her. ‘His solicitor stood up and said his client had difficulty speaking in public.’ Anette told him. ‘The Magistrate agreed he could speak on Carl’s behalf.’

‘Your Honour,’ he said, ‘My client would like to say that he is sorry, and he apologises to all his victims.’ then he sat down. As Lewis massaged down, he slid her jeans to her ankles, then started back up again. ‘The Magistrate told Carl that rape is a terrible crime.’ Anette continued.

‘I should send you to Crown Court for a higher sentence than I can give.’ he told him. ‘But in view of your age, your pleading guilty, and in the knowledge that you can no longer rape anyone again, I will deal with it here today. You will go to prison for twelve months.’ Carl looked a bit gobsmacked as they took him away.’

‘I never saw him again, because by the time he came out, it had passed both of our leaving dates. Apparently, each of the three girls had decided to go to the police because I had assured them that because of their age, their names would not be made public.’

‘The last six months at school were uneventful.’ Anette told him, then went silent once more as he massaged over her panties again. He did both cheeks at the same time, her pleasure making her cry out continuously.

‘When you left school, were you still a virgin?’ Lewis asked. ‘Yes.’ Anette told him. ‘Do you know, no one has ever asked me that before. And if they had I wouldn’t have told them.’ ‘Thank you for feeling you can tell me then.’ Lewis told her.