Confessions Of Olivia

Grabbing around her tiny waist, Troy lifted her to the bathroom counter and stepped between her legs. Her little panties are not much of a barrier for what he's seeking. He unzips his pants and pulled the little scrap of lace aside; feeling that she is already wet for him, he slides in deep. She moans out loud and clutches his shoulders with her nails. After only a few strokes, her body begins to pulse and suck him inside as if never to let me go. They were both panting and sweaty by the time she wails her release; He follows feeling on top of the world.

They showered together and made love there, too, definitely lasting longer the second time in thirty minutes. This is the best mind blanking therapy he had ever found. He would be happy to be mindless spending his life with this woman.

The dining room was practically empty, except for herself, Troy, a young mother, and her son who appears to be about two years old. She had a hard time trying not to stare at the young mother sporting a black eye. Amber's heart goes out to her for the abuse she has probably suffered. It takes a while for her to even say two words to them but her son has no such reservations. He has dark hair and light blue eyes resembling what she thinks Troy's son would look like.

He has a toy airplane and is making vroom sounds as he runs around the table. He stops at her chair and looks at her with curiosity.

"Wus you name?"

His voice is so small, almost like a cartoon character. Troy squeezes my hand and answers for us.

"Hey little guy, this is Jen and my names John, what's yours?"

She looked at him and he just gives her a clipped nod. The little boy looks at his mom as if for permission. She nods her head and mouths sorry to us.

"My name Ax."

"Then he gives us a toothy grin.

His name is Alexander, Alex for short. He has trouble saying r's and l's. Thank you for being patient with him. We've been traveling for a while, and it has been hard on him."

She looks so sad. I want to hug her and tell her things will get better.

"Daddy hits," Alex blurts out.

His mom looks mortified.

"Oh honey, these nice people don't need to be bothered. Just finish your soup so we can go to sleep."

Troy excuses himself and says he'll be right back. She thought he realizes that this poor woman is leery of men and wants to give her a minute to talk to Amber if she will.

"I want you to know that you are very brave for getting out. No one should suffer any kind of abuse, and I'm sorry that your son had to see it."

"Oh, I'm not brave, I ran like a coward. I couldn't protect my son anymore, so I took what I could and ran. Jerry is not Alex's dad, but he has been in our life since Alex was nine months old. The older Alex gets and looks like his father, the angrier Jerry got. He would deliberately break Alex's toys, and then he would put him in time out for long periods of time when he cried over the broken toy. A week ago, I tried to soothe Alex and got him out of timeout; that's when Jerry hit me in front of Alex. He has hit me before just never in front of my son. I knew that it was time to leave. I'm Olivia by the way. I'm so sorry to dump all that on you; we have been traveling, and I only have a two-year-old with limited vocabulary for company."

"Where is Alex's dad, can he help you?"

She shakes her head back and forth, but her wistful look says she wishes things were different.

"You could say that I'm a very bad judge of character and only know how to pick losers. I was very naïve and allowed an incredibly sexy man to whisper sexy things into my ear, take my virginity and left. It was love at first sight for me, and I don't regret anything because I have Alex. But I didn't even know the man's last name or where he was from, so finding him six weeks after the fact was next to impossible."

"Well, I definitely understand the power of a sexy man and I have to say, I don't regret any of it, either." She looks up, and I know that Troy is standing right behind me.

"That's good to know, Baby."

He leans down to give her a kiss then pulls her to her feet.

"We have an early morning ourselves so have a good night."

She leaned down to give Olivia a hug.

"Everything will work out, I promise. My life was turned upside down, and I couldn't be happier with the new path I'm on. Sometimes we just hit a few bumps in the road." She smiles sadly and nods then turns to her son to help him eat his soup."

As they climbed into bed, Amber is full of ideas on how to help her new friend. She told him her name is Olivia, but he would be surprised if that weren't an alias. She seems excited about the prospect of starting a safe house for abused women and has added Olivia and Alex as the first tenants.

These things take more time than Amber imagines, but with her determination and his resources, He's sure they will make it happen. She drifted off to sleep snuggled into his side with her leg tucked between his, alongside the erection that never seems to go away. His endurance seems to be lacking a little when it comes to her, but his dick seems eager to practice on building that up. With a smile on his lips, he drifted off to sleep.

Rolling over to grab for Amber, he felt cold sheets as his hands come up empty. His eyes flies open in alarm to scan the room, and he finds himself alone. He jumped out of bed and throws on last night's clothes, trying not to panic. Maybe she just went down to breakfast. What the hell time is it anyway? Grabbing his watch off the nightstand, he groans, 10:05 am damn! He haven't slept in this late in years; why didn't she wake him? He heads straight downstairs and into the dining room and froze. A man a foot and a half taller and at least twice as wide is dwarfing the sweet little old woman, who is the owner of the B&B.