He sat in silence, an all too familiar despair building as he scrolled through lage after page of her google history, missing bit and pieces of data slowly chipping away at his soul and creating absurd scenarios in his head. She made a mistake while in the first few dates with him, and now, after five years she could literally feel his anxiety and hurt through the air around them.

While employed for a cleanup crew at a concert venue, her boss had slowly begun manipulating her young mind and one night, had finally convinced her to stay late and drink. He knew it was a risk to ask, given his recent experience with his probation officer and the fact that she was just barely 17. Even her husband could admit that she was fucking gorgeous and the way she carried herself was addictive, like, give up everything in your entire life just to feel her...just once.

And so, Samantha's naivety and spontaneously frisky nature would led her to find herself in a place she wasn't ready for. Boss found out she had been smoking with the guy she has just met on their first dates and decided he was going to take what he wanted.

After a few drinks and telling some of the other employees to leave for the day, she found herself on her back with his dick in the back of her throat, and although she didn't necessarily object, came to reality that her 45 year old MARRIED, scumbag boss had used his position as her boss to fuck her, blow his load into the condom,and send her home, still intoxicated.

Meanwhile, her new boyfriend while making several humble and honest attempts to get her attention, sat at his house in silence wondering what happened. She didn't even have the ability to explain herself. So she kept it a secret.

Weeks go by and with them came several more dates with Sam, and in the end phase of her last summer before her senior year, the shame and embarrassment wore off.

Nate gave her something she has never known before. Attention. He found himself driving the hour and 45 minutes up to her Attica house every single day after work.

Then one day, Sam's mother advised Nate shouldn't drive home because he has been drinking...and from that day forward.

Nate found home. Sam.

Samantha was one of those fable girls you were never lucky enough to meet. She was absolutely beautiful in away words could never portray. She was soft spoken but confident, shy but more loving than shy.

and once nate had gotten her in his bedroom, she threw herself at him. They both had been wondering about this moment. Nates control over his hands evading him, and although he wanted to show her respect and take it slow. Several nights of Sam's playful flirting, he threw caution out the window. He ripped the jeans off her perfect thighs, and she unzipped his, slowly reach for what she would claim. as Hers from that moment forward.

Nate skipped right past his normal routine of licking until she could take it