Statute of Limitations
                                                  Chapter Two
                                                        by
                                                  Dick Barsky

                                                     Francine

                     After I was blackmailed into having sex with Anita Chambers  things slowed down somewhat when she began 
                  taking me for granted. She would fuck me at first  once or twice a week. Now, after a few months she would call for me  maybe twice a month. It was my opinion that even on those times it was not so much as she wanted me, but more or less to remind me that she still was in possession of the information that could or would send me to prison. Her love making was just a  reminder that she was still in control and that I had to do everything that she wanted.
                     Things went that way until December. I was getting ready for the holidays, shopping, decorating my apartment even playing Chrsitmas music on the CD player. I was enjoying the Yule season,  putting Anita out of my mind, at least I thought I was until the telephone rang.
                      "Hello", I said after picking up the receiver.
                      "Hello baby, what are you doing?" It  was Anita.
                      "Nothing much..Just putting things out for Christmas" I answered.
                      "Are you going anywhere tonight", she asked.
                      I had to find an excuse..I really was not in the mood to get dressed  and have to drive over to Anita's place.
                      "No..It's almost ten o'clock. I was hoping to jump into bed early tonight", I answered, crossing my fingers that she'd let me off the hook.
                      "Excellent, I'm planning to do the same thing. Got me a cute little thing here next to me..I think we'll play a little sixty nine...Let's make that alot of sixty nine....Anyway the reason I called, Francine Walker will be visiting you tonight..Be very cordial".
                      "Francine Walker?...Coming Here?...What for"? I asked.
                     She wants to fuck you..I told her its o.k...Actually you are my Christmas present to her..I asked her what she wanted for Christmas and she said you"
                      "You rotten bitch!" I screamed into the telephone.."I won't do it!" I shouted..
                      "Yes you will Martha..Yes you will..Think about it..Do I have to go over the same thing every time you refuse to listen to me?..Beleive me I'm doing you a favor..Francine's good in bed..She'll make your head swim when she eats you..Now, be a dear and do as I say..And don't, don't, piss me off..Do you understand?"
                        "Yes." I answered as I hung up the telephone. I took a seat on the sofa and thought about Francine. She was the branch manager of our office on the north side of town. Most of her clients were working class blacks and hispanics.
                         Francine was rather tall, slim,and quite good looking, maybe even beautiful. Her skin was the color of mahogany. Her parents were originally  from Eithiopia and they had  passed their  thin nose and lips along with the soft hair along to her when she was born. They also saw to it that she was well educated and by the time she was twenty five she had her M.B.A. As a result she walked right into a managerial position with the bank and over a couple of years received alot of raises in the form of a bonus. It was rumored that her latest award was several hundred shares of company stock. Now, as I thought about it I wondered if it was a result of good management of the banks business or the management of the banks C.E.O. In any case she was set in life. What surprised me was the fact that she was a lesbian. However, as I thought back over time there were occaisions when I caught her looking at me at staff meetings. There was one time that I recalled her passing behind me in a crowd and I felt her hand brush against  my ass. It was brief, but it lingered there for an instant. Now, I think that at the time she was sending a message, a message that I did not respond to at the time. As I sat there I knew that a new message had been sent and this time I was forced to respond.
                      Forty five minutes after I had hung up the telephone there was  a light knock on my apartment door. I faught back the urge to cry, got up slowly, went to the door and opened it. Francine looked at me and smiled. "I assume Anita called you..Right?" she asked as she entered my apartment.
                      "Oh, she called alright. I want you to know that I don't want to do this", I answered as I closed the door and locked it.
                      "I know..That's what makes this so appealing. you not liking it is a challenge to me..The challenge is to make you cum time and time again. To me you are an adventure..Tonight we'll find out how good I am and how much you really  like it"
                      " I'm telling you right now, I won't like it", I answered.
                     "We'll see. sugar.. We'll see."
                     Francine took a seat on the sofa. As a result I selected a chair across the room. She looked at me and smiled. "You look like a cornered mouse in a cage with a snake. A snake that's going to eat you and you can't get away", she said.
                     "Is that right?", I retorted.
                     "Yes..That's right..I don't know what Anita has on you. Actually I don't want to know, but I know how she operates. She use's extortion most of the time, so I'm assuming that you're in a situation you can't get out of just yet".
                      "Does she have something on you"?, I asked.
                      "Of course", Francine answered.
                      So, you're just like me, forced to do things that Anita wants. If that's the case you can just walk out of here and we can both tell her everything went well and  that we both enjoyed it", I suggested, hoping that Francine would agree.
                      "Yeh..we could..except I want you..I've wanted you for along time. I'll only get this chance once..Sorry sugar I'm going to have you".
                      I shook my head slowly and got up out of the chair and walked towards her.. "Then let's get it over with", I said as I unbuttoned my blouse.
                      Francine moved the large pocketbook she had placed on the sofa next to her and placed it on the floor. I took the seat next to her, removed my blouse and unhooked my bra then removed it entirely. "Anything else you want right now?", I asked.
                     " Yes..I'll turn down the light", she said as she reached over and dimmed the lamp.
                     In the semi darkness she reached her hand out slowly and felt my breasts, first one then the other. I closed my eyes to keep from crying and leaned back on the sofa.
                     "Let me ask you something. Does Anita make you cum?", asked Francine.
                     "If you mean does she bring me to a climax the answer is yes".
                     " And you still don't like it?" asked Francine as she leaned forward taking my nipple between her lips and sucked it.
                     "It should be my decision..I should be the one who determines who I give my body to..Each time I'm forced, to me it is like being raped", I responded.
                     "Even now?" she asked
                    " Especially now!"..I said.
                    " What  a shame", said Francine as she leaned forward and kissed me, long and deep placing her tongue between my lips. I faught against turning my head away. as she kissed me she caressed my breasts. "Looks like you're going to be raped again baby", she said.
                    I got up off of the sofa and began to remove my jeans. Francine sat and watched me. "Do you really want to have us leak our pussy juices on this sofa?..I think we should go into the bedroom", said Francine.
                   Walking to the bedroom Francine followed me taking her pocketbook with her. In the bedroom I took off the rest of my clothes as Francine stood and watched me.
                    "Like it don't you?" I asked sarcastically.
                   " I'll like it better when you beg me to make you  cum sweety and you will beg me..believe me". said Francine.
                       " We'll see", I answered.
                       I sat nude on the bed watching Francine undress. I was impressed with her beauty. I was about to complement her when she reached into her pocketbook and removed a black, strapon dildo. "What do you think you're going to do with that', I asked.
                     "I'm sure not going to use it on myself", answered Francine.
                     "I can't take that,,I'm too small", I complained
                     "We'll see..We'll see"...Doesn't Anita fuck you with one of these?" she asked.
                     "No..Never..She..She calls it tribbing..rubbing her clit on mine", I explained.
                     "Tribbing is bullshit..She uses a dildo on me..She knows I'm a dyke and I don't like it..But, she uses it anyway, just to piss me off and let me know who's boss."   
                 Now nude, Francine strapped on the dildo. "O.K. sweety let's go" she said.She sat down next to me and took me in her arms. Then the kisses started, soft kisses, deep kisses, French kisses and as she kissed she caressed and then she found my left nipple. She sucked it, pulled it, licked it and I got excited. Francine giggled.".Damn..Anita was right. That tit of yours is the key that opens your legs, isn't it baby?..Let's see" She slowly placed her hand between my legs and with one finger stroked my labia. She stroked it slowly going between the fold, but not penetrating, stroking, testing me, first to see if I liked it then to see if I was getting wet. I wasn't.
                      "Lay down", she whispered. I did what she asked and Francine took a place next to me. Taking me in her arms again the kissing and caressing continued. This time her finger stroked my labia but also  found my clitoris with the tip of her finger. I watched as she licked her finger and then gently rubbed the clit.Soon the vaginal fluids began to ooze and both of our breathing increased. She removed her lips from mine and began licking and sucking my left nipple, knowing that it excited me. As she did her hand between my legs continued to move. Her finger now wet from my pussy began moving faster between my folds and on my clit. I began to moan with the pleasure she was giving me. Slowly she inserted a finger inside me and I issued a long, low oooooh!. When I did I saw Francine smile.
                      "That's it baby..You need penetration..You need it don't you?"
                      "Oh...god damn you", I moaned.
                      She moved her finger slowly, skillfully, teasing me, arousing me and as she did her kisses became longer,deeper. Her arms held me tight. "Open your legs a little wider", she whispered. When I did her hand began to move faster, and the pleasure she was giving me increased.
                       Suddenly she stopped and as she removed her hand she slid down on the bed and with one wet hand opened my legs further. Through slitted eyes I watched her head go between my legs. I felt her pink tongue enter me and the licking, the sucking began. I began to toss in pleasure. When I did Francine took hold of my thighs gently, but firmly holding me in place  so her actions could proceed. She licked. She sucked. She fingered me. Each soft penetration caused by her tongue, each firm entry of her fingers brought me closer and closer to a climax. But Francine wouldn't let me cum. She would only stop to say," Do you want it sugar? Do you want it?"
                        I hated myself for answering, but I did." Yes, oh god yes!"
                 I said.
                        Francine slowly got up off of the bed, went to her pocketbook again and I watched as she rolled a lubricated condom onto the black dildo. She returned quickly, removed the pillow from behind my head and placed it under my buttocks.I lifted my ass in order to help her. Then slowly, very slowly she began inserting the artificial penis into me. It seemed like it slid in an inch at a time. As it did I first felt the coldness  of the object, but the pleasure it gave me outweighed any displeasure and I bit my lower lip as the dildo continued its slide going deeper and deeper.
                         Then the  penetration stopped. Francine then gently began to move slowly on top of me. We kissed, little kisses, large kisses and as we did, she whispered to me. " Now baby, you're going to get a good, long, fuck." With that she began to do it. She began slowly sliding in, sliding back, but not out. sliding in a little deeper each time, back out almost taking it out of me and when she did that I wanted it back in. "Damn it! Don't tease me!", I said.
                          "Put your legs up...Straight up..Up in the air. Take it all", she ordered. I did what she wanted and after I did  the penetration went deeper. Now, she began moving faster. I could hear my wet pussy making soft sucking sounds as the dildo slid in and out of me. Then she hit the spot and extreme pleasure began to build. I wanted it faster and I told her so. "Faster!..Do me faster! I ordered.
                          "Do what suger? What do you want me to do baby? Tell me"
                          "You know", I answered.
                          "Tell me baby..Tell me what I want to hear", she said as her hips continued to move.
                          "Oh you bitch!..Fuck me!..Fuck me hard" I cried.
                          Francine then began to grind herself into me, driving the dildo into me fast, then faster, fast and hard and then it happened I felt the beginnings of my orgasm and I pulled her closer to me, reaching for and grabbing her buttocks. "Don't stop!..Don't stop", I moaned. 
                          I came. It was a long and beautiful orgasm. My body shook. It seemed as though every nerve in my body every pore of my skin opened and exploded. My vagina expanded in pleasure then contracted and I with closed eyes shook with pleasure.
                          Francine moved off of me. I heard her removed the strapon, heard it hit the floor when she tossed it away. Then she began moving, moving up, up over me. When I opened my eyes I saw her lowering her wet pussy towards my face and mouth. I took both of her thighs in my hands and gently lowered her down to me. I began to lick and lick. I saw her take hold of the bed's backboard as I sucked her wetness and I gave her what she wanted at times teasing her just as she had teased me. Then, her orgasm seemed to burst  in her body and she collapsed keeping herself upright by tightening her grip on the bed. Slowly, she lifted herself off of me. Neither of us said a word. She took me in her arms, kissed me and we both drifted off to sleep.
                         Sunlight coming through the bedroom window woke me. I reached for Francine, but she wasn't there. I slowly got out of bed put on my robe and walked into the living room. There I found a note. It read. " It's good that I could only have you one time. Any more and I  would fall deeply in love with you. I'm gay and you're straight, so my love could never overcome the difference between us. Thanks for a beautiful evening..
                 Love... Francine"
                          Later that morning as I sat reading and re-reading her note to me the telephone rang..It was Anita.."Did Francine enjoy her Christmas present?", she asked.
                          I hesitated for a moment before I answered.."Fuck You"
                 I said before I hung up the telephone.