The Day Sara Lost Everything: Chapter 17

Sara heard the sound of chairs raking across the floor.

“Well Jim, it was really nice to see you. If I hear anything about your daughter I’ll let you know as soon as possible.”

“Alright. Thanks Anthony. I’m just worried about her. She’s not all that stable and I’m afraid she might get hurt.”

Sara knew that they would be coming out this way soon. Her father would recognize her in a heartbeat. She ran upstairs back to her hiding spot. After a moment, she noticed that her wrists were exposed. She ran into her room and dug through the drawers until she found a beige Hollister hoodie. She zipped it up and flayed down on her bed to take a nap.

After Jim had left, Anthony headed upstairs to find Sara. He felt so bad that she had been frightened but now there was nothing for her to worry about. She wasn’t sitting at the top of the stairs, nor was she in his room. He decided to check in her bedroom. The door was left open a crack and he could see Sara laying on the bed. Slowly he opened the door. He didn’t want to disturb her if she was asleep.

Sara rolled over on the bed and slowly opened her eyes to see Anthony standing there.

“Have you had that hoodie on all day,” he asked.

“No I was just getting a little cold.”

“You should have said something. I’d be more than happy to warm you up,” replied Anthony as he pulled her close and began to kiss her. It started off very tender, hardly moving their lips or tongues. But then he started to quicken the pace. Their breathing became labored and Sara could feel him start to get hard.

He put his hand behind her neck and slowly began to lower her onto the bed, laying on top of her. He was supporting most of his weight on his arms, which were now placed on either side of her head. His boner was pushing up against her stomach. Anthony began to lower himself onto her, putting a little weight at a time on her small frame. He unzipped her hoodie, pulling it open. Then he unclipped the hooks on her overalls, pulling them above her head and down her back so that they were resting like a normal pair of jeans. A small sliver of Sara’s stomach was showing and Anthony could see her breasts rising and falling beneath the pale pink shirt. His left hand cupped her right breast through the shirt. The bra she had on was thing and he could feel her nipple hardening through the layers of clothing.

His hand began to slide lower, over her torso, down to the strip of bare skin. Anthony started to run his fingers over it and then moved them under her shirt just a little bit. He left them there and went back to kissing Sara.

A few minutes later she felt his hand move underneath her to her lower back. This made her much more comfortable until she realized that he was going for her bra. He had just unclasped it when Sara pushed him away and rolled over to the side of the bed.

Anthony rubbed her back as he said, “See sweetie, we got further this time before you panicked. We’re making such progress.”

“Progress,” thought Sara, “Yeah, right. You’re just getting closer to getting into my pants. Is this really what I want?”

  Sorry that it's so short and essentially just a sex scene. I'm having some severe writer's block. I know where I want the story to go, I'm just not sure how to take it there. Suggestions, as always, are welcome. 10 Rates for Chapter 18.