(⚠️ Sexual assault. )

Tammy

Tammy tries, oh so hard, not to look Alexei over.

He smells too good. It shouldn't be humanly possible that a man could smell so sophisticated, mature, expensive, and selective.
Tammy isn't appreciating the way she suddenly can't help, but to see Alexei differently. It's easier seeing Alexei as a monster, than someone who wants to be better than what they are.

It's rare someone admits deep faults and still believes in change. Something tells Tammy, Alexei isn't too well an actor. This is him and she has to admit it. What she doesn't want to admit is that she likes it, how Alexei thinks, and who he is. He thinks in a way that inspires Tammy to see things from perspectives she's never considered.

Picturing Alexei as a complete monster doesn't feel real anymore. Tammy thinks over this as Alexei orders for the table and she watches a group of women observe their table. They want what they think they see at this table. Alexei and herself look very good together. It's hard to deny that they are attractive as a couple, even though they aren't, and Angela is a rare beauty, even though she's still maturing and coming into complete womanhood.

Alexei smiles at his daughter who scrunches her nose and Tammy can't deny that Alexei has also proven that he does love his daughter. While that rare and gorgeous smile is still on his face, Alexei looks over at her. Does Alexei notice when his fingers flow through his long platinum hair, he appears almost Angelic?

Does he even, ever notice, when he pauses between words, he licks his lips with sensuality, and sometimes his eyelids get sleepy appearing, like young Elvis Presely? Alexei just looks at Tammy and she feels something different from embarrassment but not a lustful reaction either.

Does Alexei know, at all, that even though his eyes are pale winter blue, his gaze shoulders and hypnotizes; when looking at her? Sometimes his eyes come off tropical and warm, like a perfect place to be and it makes no sense. Tammy hasn't felt this way since her first schoolgirl crush.

Tammy puts up with the odd fantasies that pop in her mind, involuntarily, every time they are on an outing. Not all of the fantasies are sexual. In some of the fantasies, the bad things never happened in her life and this is her family and they are all healthy and happy enjoying life. Sometimes the outing goes by so quickly because Tammy is trapped in her rich detailed alternate life. Tammy is in the moment but not present.

Now, she finds herself closed in a room, alone with Alexei. Tammy agreed to see him in his office knowing it's going against what Mark asks, but she wants to know more about Alexei. Maybe knowing more about him will help her understand what's going on with him and Mark. Nervously, her sweaty palms rub up and down to the arm of the chair. Her stomach rumbles from cramping anxiety.

"Alexei, I truly had a nice time at lunch. You don't have to keep apologizing for telling me about Angela's mother." Tammy answers timidly.

That was a random admission she could have lived without, but it shows that Alexei is trusting her with sensitive information. Tammy still can't believe the circumstances surrounding his fatherhood. Now, she has a secret to keep from Angela.

Mark wouldn't like knowing, for one bit, Tammy is in Alexei's office, alone, without Angela. Tammy knows that Mark is afraid she's going to like Alexei better and Mark seems to trust Angela's presence to buffer Alexei and herself, but he's betting wrong. It's clear Angela likes Tammy for her father.

Tammy's blood runs cold and hot with worry and anticipation. Tammy swallows hard. Moments alone with Alexei seem to change everything. They haven't been completely alone since the night in her bedroom.

Alexei swallows as he sits down in his chair. "I feel like I need to explain more of the situation to you. I don't want you to think the wrong thing about me."

"Okay." She simply replies remembering when he admitted to not wanting her to hate him. She doesn't hate Alexei.

"I haven't ever truly spoken about what happened with Cassandra.
I killed her.
A few know I killed her, but the majority believe she was killed by someone targeting the family. I killed her and that's how I found out about Angela.
That's how I became a father. The night I took a life, I found that I created one, that had been living for two whole years already."
Alexei says the words in a rush and he didn't look at Tammy.

He seems to be staring off into space. Although his body language doesn't show emotion, his face was stiff, but in his eyes; you could see the anguish. The understanding of having killed Cassandra and instantly becoming a father seems to be something he still can't fathom.

Tammy feels pain for him.

"Cassandra was introduced to me as my teacher, I was homeschooled. I had a crush on her but things happened. . ." Alexei clears his throat and Tammy can tell this is hard for him. "I never forgave Cassandra. I never recovered from the things that happened and so I killed her. "

Tammy didn't want to hear anymore because, deep inside, she feels that Alexei has that same quality, she notices about Mark as well. The two men are emotional and crying out for someone to hold all their broken pieces together, firmly, for them. Tammy couldn't be that someone for Alexei and she couldn't risk seeing him with compassion. Seeing him with compassion, almost assures, that she would become that person for Alexei.

Tammy has feelings for Mark. At least she believes she is falling in love. Something within her feels as though she has to be loyal to that start with Mark. There is no room for the man who branded her and has killed two people, that she knows of.

Tammy quickly looks away consumed with nerves. What is she supposed to say? Death is becoming very common in this environment.

"Alexei. . .why are you telling me this?" The words tumble out unsure and as a whisper.

Alexei looks her over in a gaze that held so much chill. Tammy doesn't want to be into Alexei, but she is. Alexei could be so easy to love. Tammy knows he's good. His heart is good and his mind is beautiful, but he's broken and she's broken. Tammy is more afraid of being broken further than anything. She's also afraid of breaking someone else.

Tammy finds herself going to his side. He's just revealed some very intimate things to her and her heart hurts for him. Tammy knows what it's like to be hurt like that. She's never told anyone about the people her father all but sold her to. She can't accept it.

"I want you. " Alexei says quietly before kissing her.

Every time Alexei kisses her she feels safe. It always surprises her how gentle he is with her. Each kiss makes it harder to resist wanting to give in to the vibe between them. Not just sexually. Tammy remembers Amber telling her that Alexei could protect her. His fingertips gently caress the side of her face as he brings her sweat pants down, slowly.

Alexei is silent and staring at her exposed sex as she sits on his desk feeling dizzy from the kiss. His thighs move between her thighs and push them apart. Alexei's hand travels down her back to trace her spine underneath the white tee.

"What were you thinking about at the restaurant?" His voice is so much deeper.

It's silken, it's gruff, and sounds so much like when he broke into the apartment. He sounds so wowed with her body. Tammy's body tingles with anticipation as he makes no move to lewdly touch her. He kisses her again.

"I have a lot to think about."
Tammy hears a voice inside telling her to stop but at this moment she can't tell if this is one of her very vivid, fantasies or reality.

Deep inside, Tammy doesn't care. Apart of her begged to feel this because the fantasies have been so promising. She loves to become immersed in them and doesn't control the daydream-like experiences. Since Tammy has been indulging the fantasies it's been easier for her to slip into an altered consciousness.

Alexei tisks, using his sharp letter opener, to slice through her white tee. Alexei stares into her eyes. He has that dead stare like Mark. He doesn't scare her the way Mark does. Tammy doesn't believe Alexei will harm her as he drags the letter opener down her bare skin to her navel. Alexei pushes the tee off her body and steps back looking at all of her nudity.

"At first, I thought you were simply tolerating my presence. One night, lying in bed, pleasing myself to thoughts of you; I realized, you do want me. You like me. " Alexei nods his approval of her beautify before moving forward and kissing her neck.

"Or maybe, you're psychotic and thinking up things that aren't there."
Tammy says in a weak retort but she does, like Alexei.

She finds herself missing how easily they laugh together and can talk about so many things. She is turned on by Alexei's blunt admission of pleasuring himself to her. Is this real? Or is this a very real daydream? Tammy sure feels like she is in a dreamlike state. Her head feels fuzzy.

"My, she's all wet."
Alexei sucks her earlobe as he touches her privates sensually and skilled. He takes the fingers circling her clit, and smears her juices on her lips.

The act is so nasty to her, on autopilot, Tammy opens her mouth and begins to lick his fingers. Then, she begins to gently suckle the fingers, which he inserts into her hot, moist, mouth. Alexei lowers his face and he licks the juices from her lips sensually and slowly. His eye contact makes everything feel heightened for her.

Tammy would respond but she takes in the unique feeling of the piercings, around his thick throbbing head, massage over her entire slit and opening. Her legs feel so weak as Alexei strokes into her with more control than last time. It takes some time before he can fully fit within her but once he does, Tammy relishes how full and stimulating he feels inside of her.

Alexei watches himself disappear into her passage. Tammy feels her legs shaking. Her eyes roll into the back of her head and she finds herself clawing at his shirt for support because the rush of blood and adrenaline made her lightheaded. Her whole body tingling.

Tammy tries to be quiet not knowing who can hear them. Alexei lays her back flat onto the desk and spreads her legs as wide as they can as he lets her hair down. Alexei moans as he uses one hand to keep her thigh flat against the surface and another on her stomach to keep her from arching. The way he moans is exciting for Tammy.

Her stomach flexes with each slow drag of his heavy dick in her slick walls. Her legs burn from holding the position using muscles that usually lay dormant. Tammy marvels at how bright the room is and how ultra-real everything looks and feels. Her body trembles as she feels her pelvic floor throb around him and she orgasms. He doesn't stop but he isn't going faster. She can feel every inch of him.

"I can't take it anymore," Tammy whispers. She feels her chest tight and she's feeling weak from the physical exertion. All of her senses feel overwhelmed.

"I tell you what you cant do." Alexei kisses her neck and shoulders. His hand fists in Tammy's hair, positioning her face at security screens.

Tammy sees Mark traveling the hall of the office. Her heart stops. Suddenly the reality of the moment hits her. This isn't a fantasy. She isn't daydreaming. Mark could walk right in. What has she done?

" Stop..Mark" Tammy panics, and trying to leave, Alexei pushes her head firmly she can't move.

"You better bust quick before he gets here." Alexei didn't increase his pace, if anything pushing deeper and pulling slowly, leaving her wall muscles to pulse around his thick member. "I think even now if push came to shove, you would choose me. "

Once again, she's torn and feeling her identity hard to reach. In such a polarizing moment, she has to understand that this thing between her and Alexei isn't going away, not because of sex. However, here they are, having sex again, and once again she is torn over it.

Tammy needs him to stop. Her mind wants him to stop. She tries to physically stop but his strength has overpowered hers and it doesn't help that her body and all pieces that like him, are into it.

"Alexei don't"
Tammy tries to beg that he doesn't force her to make this decision now.

Tears are threatening her eyes. Tammy can't imagine how real it is she can lose Mark. This is real, and looking at the monitor Tammy sees Mark roaming the hallways of the large home.

What was wrong with her? How did she let this situation get out of hand? Why didn't she know the difference between fantasy and this reality?

Something is wrong. Something is so wrong that she won't understand it at this moment and maybe not for moments to come, but there is a subtle thought and familiar feeling of failure and being destroyed.

Alexei yanks her hair, slamming into her, and putting a deep piercing pain in her pelvis.
"Don't think about anything or anyone but me Tammy."
Alexei's breath is hot in a way that sends shivers down her spine and a flush through her body.

"Alexei. . ." Tammy licks her dry lips before he kisses her and she realizes the kiss is gentle, sweet, and calming.

"Just think about me, for right now, please. " His sudden vulnerability catches her off guard as she hears a yearning in his voice for her attention and even affection. "You don't have to choose yet."

His deep timber, in her ear, sounds soothing and threatening. She's torn between the sensation of Alexei and the horror of the Monitor. Mark has his hand on a door and entering, as things blacken, along with an almost animalistic wail leaving her throat when the orgasm makes her faint.

When she awakes in her room, she was glad to see a note saying :

Lucky You, The Monitor Was On The Wrong Door.

Tammy sat up and pulls her knees up to her chest sobbing. Why would she do this to Mark? What made her want Alexei, of all people?

Tammy thought about her college boyfriend and despair took over her. The way things are with Alexei is the same way things had been that night. Tammy feels disgusting as she thought back on the ugly memory. She could remember the smell of the cherry blossom perfume she wore and remember how she felt drunk that night.

In her mind, she could almost see her ex-boyfriend's dorm bedroom. Even hears the song that was playing when she playfully flops on his bed and they begin to kiss. Tammy could almost clearly see it all as though she were there right now sitting in a corner watching.

It had been the same that night.

Her boyfriend and herself fooled around a bit. Tammy remembers him getting her so hot and bothered before they begin having sex. He wasn't a very inconsiderate lover but he took the most time he'd ever taken on foreplay. It was odd behavior from him. She was so ready when they began
making love.

Tammy remembers him being finished and herself not being. Then, she blacks out. The next thing she wakes up to is the sound of grunting in her ear. She remembers the very heavy weight on her chest and the forceful thrusting. The guy gets off of her and she tried to get up.

Another guy was holding her arms down over her head. Panic began to funnel through her but she's always had very deep and vivid dreams. Something washes over her, a peace that comes from nowhere. Tammy feels as though she's levitating over her body almost not even in the room. The next guy is over her. She hears the grunting but doesn't feel the thrust this time. The grunting noise is further and further.

Being ran a train by 4 men didn't feel real when she woke up. It seemed like a dream when she woke up the next morning. She tried being normal with her boyfriend but he wouldn't look at her. He almost wouldn't even touch her. She'd had a bad feeling all morning.

Finally, he'd come out and told her what happened. It all came rushing back and in 4k clarity, she knew it was so real. She cried and he tried to console her. She asked him why and he blamed her. She cried her heart out at his betrayal whilst he fed her a fairy tale about this strengthening his fraternity ties and he knew she liked it.

Tammy hated that she'd ever told him about her fascination with gangbang porn. She didn't like it, it was just something interesting she'd seen before. He used that information against her. Now he told her about how their future was set. How other guys did it to their girlfriends too and that those girls were highly respected and looked out for each other. He told her this would make their future successful and guaranteed opportunity.

Tammy knew that none of that would be true. She didn't know because she knew the others, she knew because she knew she could never be with him after this.

So, Tammy signed an NDA because she blamed herself, whatever happened to her with these daydreams, and for liking sex so much; that her boyfriend thought she was a whore.

Tammy swore off having sexual partners and threw herself into her work. She promised herself that would never happen again. That had been, until today.

Until today, that promise was kept, until that room with Alexei. She has failed herself, once again. She sinks into the bottom of the shower, curling into a ball. Tammy wept harder.