She knew that this was probably the time to stop. She was frightened, just as frightened as she'd been with Mr. Longworth. Yet, somehow she found herself getting up and following Jack into the den. She expected a fast dance. Instead Jack put on a slow tune and immediately pulled her into his arms.

"You're going to like this record," he said. She only dimly heard the music. She was aware that every inch of his body was pressed against hers. His body felt lean and hard. The arms around her waist felt muscular. He took her breath away. Her knees started feeling weak.

"I should go check on Billy," she said.

"We're just getting started," he said.

That was what Tara was afraid of. She pushed against his body but that only made him hold her tighter. He was no Mr. Longworth. He was strong enough to do what he wanted with her. Tara closed her eyes. She tried to fight the sudden feelings inside her. She couldn't. She kept remembering how hot and sweaty Mr. Longworth's hard cock had been. She kept remembering the sticky cum running over her fingers. And she kept remembering the hot way her pussy had felt. The way it was feeling now.

She didn't realize she was pushing her body against his until she felt his hands sliding down her back and clutching her ass. The sudden move took her by surprise but she didn't try to fight it. Instead she only pressed her cunt closer and she could feel the hard lines of his cock trying to break out of his trousers.

"Hey, baby," Jack said. "I didn't realize you were a wild one."

Jack's voice sounded surprised but his hands took advantage. He gripped her ass cheeks as hard as he could and pushed his cock against her. It was like he was grinding his prick into her belly and cunt.

"I'm not a wild one," she whispered. "Oh, you're going to have to stop."