THE DEBT SOLUTION SPECIALIST 
CHAPTER 4

He started to kiss her deeply forcing his tounge into her mouth, had the situation been different his gentle caressing of her breasts and passionate kissing would have felt good wonderful even but all Sally felt was a stomach knotting revulsion and fear, lots of fear. After a few minutes he pulled his mouth back from hers, continuing to caress and massage her tits, they felt firm against the palm of his hands but he knew that that was only caused by the over tight bra, he was fully aware that at her age once they were released from their confinement one thing her flabby D cup tits would not be was pert.
"Did your husband kiss you like this?" he asked, "s-sometimes" she lied, of course they had kissed but her husband had never pressed his mouth so hard against hers he had always been very gentle with her and she had never had her mouth so deeply probed and horribly filled with someone else's tounge as now. "And did he touch your breasts like this" he asked, "s-sometimes" she lied again, both Sally and her dead husband had been very timid and reserved sexually and their foreplay, like their intercourse had been more functional than anything else, he may have caressed her breasts briefly, more because they both felt that was expected than from any lust for her body, but never for as long and despite the fact that she was not at all aroused by the disgusting mans touch, she had to admit not as well as the obviously far more experienced Fuller did.
Fuller started to kiss and suck her neck and pushing the collar of her blouse out of the way with his nose the top of her shoulder, again had this been any other man in any other situation it would have been arousing ( not that Sally would have known that) but not now, not with him. "Did he kiss your breasts" he asked between placing warm kisses on her neck and shoulders, "no" she answered truthfully this time, Fuller noted her neck was reddening quickly she obviously found his questioning incredibly embarrassing, he had planned to stop at that point but as she seemed to find the questions so uncomfortable he decided to continue a little longer. 
" Oh really, how odd, he must have kisssed your 'flower' though and I'm sure that you had his willy in your mouth plenty of times didn't you"' he said retorically,
"NO NEVER!" despite her situation she was shocked by the suggestion that either she or her husband would ever do anything so dirty and disgusting as that.
Both Sally and her husband had been raised by strict christian parents the only thing either of them had been taught about sex , neither having been allowed to attend sex education classes at school, was that it was an unpleasant act that god expected them to endure for the purpose of procreation.
Fuller was genuinly suprised that Sally a woman of nearly 50 years old could be so sexually inexperianced and that she was so prudish as to believe that sex was not something one should take plessure from, all she had to do was tell him that her children had been adopted and that her hymen was still in tact and she would be perfect. He chuckled to himself again well the remit of her sexuall experiance was about to expand rapidly far beyond that of even adventurous decent people but at least he would not steal away her belief that sex was not in any way good or enjoyable, for her anyway, she would however learn just how painfull and destructive a mans lust could be for a woman.
"How old were you when he took your cherry he asked" he enjoyed using the childish words for body parts and sex acts it seemed to increase the wrongness of what he was doing, " I bet you were about the same age as the girl in my film weren't you?"' he added. She had already told him she and her husband had got married on the day of her 22nd birthday so obviously he must already know the answer was 22,which was at least twice the age of that poor poor girl in he film he had forced her to watch, "NO" she said again in a shocked and disgusted voice, immediatley she realised what a mistake that was and said " I I mmean nno ssir, It wwas the night of mmy twenty second birthday, on my hhoneymoon", the memories of that week spent in a Brighton guest house came unbidden to her mind, once they had got over the awkwardness of having sex on that first night, it had only happened on that first night by unspoken mutual agreement as neither of them particularly felt comfortable with 'dirty stuff', they were much happier once they realised neither of them had the desire to repeat the act more often than was neccessary to give them a family,they had had a wonderful week.
