Unwanted attention - Chapter 18 - Sex Stories

Unwanted attention - Chapter 18

... asked as they both stopped and just looked back at me. -“Your mom took James to his swim practice and then said that she would do the shopping until he’s ready to be picked up. We’re just waiting for your dad to get home, he has to give me those golf clubs that I gave him last week. I’ve got a pass for Saturday and want to use them on….” My uncle was saying when she stopped him rudely. -“Nobody cares about your golf game Jeff…” Said Sheila annoyed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude on your argument. I’ll just go back to my room” -“No, don’t go, you should hear this. After all, it’s about you.” Responded Sheila in anger. I was confused and looked at my uncle whose face was now red. He tried to stop her but she just kept talking: “Yes, we were arguing because Jeff is a pig who got an erection when you hugged him and then denied it. Now, I’m not just blaming him for that, I’m mostly blaming you, you little slut! You came down stairs with your little wet robe on, shaking that tight ass of yours in front of my husband, then pushing your big jugs in his face!” She kept yelling at me and throwing insulting words left and right. “I’m going upstairs, I don’t have to hear this” and with that I turned around to leave. But she grabbed my hand and pulled me back. I tried to pull away and that’s when she slapped me across the face. My uncle tried to intervene but she pushed him away and told him that if he doesn’t do as he’s told she will get a divorce and take everything away from him… ...

... Then she grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me close to her and whispered in my ear: -“If you put up a fight I will not only kick your ass, but I will also come to your school and yell in the entire building what a whore you are for coming on to your uncle and exposing yourself to your entire family…” I wasn’t sure whether to believe her or not. I knew that she was crazy and from the way she was acting now I could gather just how insane she really was. I didn’t say anything and just looked at her. She then pulled me into the living room and pushed me on the sofa. She then called my uncle in. -“Is this what you like?” she asked as she got closer to me and pulling my hair back forcing my chest to trust forward, making the t-shirt stretch even more over my large breasts. Then she reached with her other hand and grabbed my right breast and gave it a squeeze. I just gasped in surprise that she would actually touch me like that. I wasn’t wearing a bra, I usually didn’t around the house, so I could feel her whole hand roughly cupping and squeezing my tender flesh through the thin cotton shirt. Then she let go of my hair and took a hold of my t shirt and started pulling it up. I tried to stop her but she just called me a tramp and slapped me again. My uncle just sat there motionless with eyes as big as saucers. She finally managed to wrestle the garment over my chest and then pulled it completely off. I screamed and immediately covered myself with my hands. She didn’t like this ...