1. Backfired


    Date: 10/12/2014, Categories: Reluctance, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    woman midway between 40 and 50. Her dark hair was bunched up on her head, her work uniform of black nylons, black knee-length skirt, white blouse and dark jacket gave her an appearance as professional as it was sexy. Phil could see how the men were staring at her with lustful, ravenous expressions. His heart sank, but it was done, and he must play his part. His wife had extracted her mobile from her bag. “I’m calling the police,” she said. “Don’t!” Phil cried, his voice leaping several octaves in one syllable. “They’ve got a gun!” Emma looked around. “I don’t see a gun,” she said. The distraction gave Big Dick the time he needed to stride across and snatch both bag and phone from the woman. She let out an angry bark as Big Dick moved across to take up a position behind her husband. “We were just leaving anyway,” he said, casually rummaging through the bag. “Mind you, we’ve found precious little worth taking.” He brought out a roll of notes, slipping them into his pocket, catching Emma’s eye as he did so. “Trouble is, there’s not much here either. Looks like this has all been a complete waste of time.” “Get out of my fucking house!” Emma snarled, as Big Dick dumped her bag and mobile on the floor. “Attitude!” Big Dick warned. Then he laughed. “Fact is, I like a feisty lady.” “Get out!” Emma persisted. “Emma, they’ve got a gun!” Phil exclaimed. Stupid prick, Big Dick thought. Phil had only been given the one line. He didn’t have to repeat it. Outwardly he grinned as he moved ...
    towards Emma. “Thing is,” he said. “I don’t really like leaving places until I’ve had something worth taking.” He was close enough to Emma for her to take aim. The palm of her hand just about connected as he turned his head to avoid it. He laughed as Winston and Danny moved across the room. “Like I said, I like a feisty lady.” “Get off me!” Emma shouted as Winston and Danny grabbed hold of her, pulling her arms back and holding her as she struggled with her whole body. Big Dick strolled up to them, looking Emma in the eye as he reached round behind her to cop a feel of her arse, then skilfully dodged the knee she brought up dangerously close to his crotch. “Nice tits,” he said, squeezing one as he turned to look at Phil, whose pallor was now one step away from that of a corpse. “Bet your missus is a real goer,” he said. “Am I right?” “Eat shit!” Emma spat. Big Dick turned to face her, addressing the two men holding her. Get her on the couch he said, watching as the two men dragged the struggling female to the sofa, pinning her down so that she sat slumped, feet kicking out as Big Dick came close. He made an attempt to grab hold of her ankles, but to no avail. “Don’t make me get the gun out!” he shouted, eyes boring into hers. To his surprise it was Phil who spoke. “Leave her alone.” His voice was all trembly, and for a moment Big Dick wasn’t quite sure if he was having second thoughts; this wasn’t in the script. He turned, stalking across to Phil and raising an arm as if to hit ...
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