You should've asked
"You raped me." Jill was looking at Michael.
Michael recoiled. He said, "I'm so sorry. I got carried away and couldn't resist."
"Did you think I was asking for it?"
"No. I'm sorry." He was apologizing profusely.
"Then what was it that you couldn't resist?"
He weakly said, "You're very attractive. I'm sorry."
He was surprised that she wasn't angrier. He had come up behind her while she was leaning over a freezer. He impulsively pulled down her shorts and put his dick in her pussy. She hadn't resisted. She just remained there stoically while his cock did its thing inside her.
She said, "You must think it's okay to just pull my pants down and fuck me without asking."
He was ashamed of what he had done and terrified. He'd go to jail for sure.
Then she said, "You should've asked."
He was dumbstruck.
She said, "Did your mother just let you take things without asking?"
"No. I was taught to be polite."
"Then, why didn't you ask?"
"I don't know. I was afraid to ask."
"You thought I'd say no, so instead of asking, you just pulled down my pants and did it."
"I guess. I'm so sorry."
She said, "Are you really? Now that you fucked me, fulfilling your wet dreams, why would you be sorry?"
"Because I didn't ask."
"See. You need to learn your manners."
"Are you going to report me?"
"I don't know. Should i?"
"Please don't. I'll make it up to you."
"How? By never raping me again?"
"Well, whatever you want. I'll do anything you want."
She said, "Lay down on that rug over there and get your prick out."
They were in the basement of the local school building. The community league was holding their annual party on a Saturday. The cooks needed more meat and buns for the crowd and asked Jill to go get more supplies from the nearby community building.
She asked Michael to help, "There's more than I can carry."
He eagerly agreed.
Michael had a crush on Jill. She was a divorcee with two kids at home. He was thirty and single. He had dated girls, and was almost engaged, once. Other than that, he never had much luck. He was an engineer for the government. He just didn't have a charming personality and he was incredibly shy. He was an attractive man, with a good job and work ethic. He'd just never found a woman who really attracted him.
Jill had gotten to know him through community work. They'd delivered the newsletter and had been part of the group that helped the homeless when a local church hosted them during every winter. She thought he was a nice man, enjoying his company as she got to know him better. He had relaxed around her and enjoyed talking to her. At the same time, he had developed his crush on Jill.
Jill wasn't a beauty queen. Her figure had seen better days. Two babies and a hectic schedule had taken their toll. Her boobs sagged a little and she had a little bit too much tummy.
Michael saw her differently. She had a nice ass and she often showed some cleavage, which just drove him wild. Her boobs jiggled under her shirt, sometimes her nipples would show through.
He had more than one session by himself, imagining that he was with Jill. She was his favorite and lately, his only masturbation fantasy.
Jill had not thought about Michael in a sexual way. She was too busy with life to worry about men. Her 'dream guy' would be suave and rich. However, she liked Michael, a nice responsible man. There didn't seem to be many of them around.
Jill had a vibrator which she used occasionally, but it didn't really meet her needs, so she just stayed lonely and horny. She couldn't go out much with the two kids at home and really wasn't interested in the dating or nightclub scene. The men she met were either married, defective, boring, sometimes all three. Michael was an exception, although she hadn't realized it.
Jill had led Michael into the basement where there was a freezer holding the meat, wieners and hamburgers. They went down the stairs and entered the storeroom. She turned on the light. Michael had been watching her. She was wearing little gym shorts that revealed her beautiful legs and accented her wiggling ass. When she would bend over, the tip of her ass crack peeked out. On top she wore just a t-shirt with a bra underneath, but she had been sweating and her breasts had become quite noticeable through the damp shirt. Her nipples were poking through. She didn't even pay attention to such things anymore. When she bent over, Michael, and others, could see the top of the bra that held her luscious breasts.
She leaned over the freezer to get the packages of meat. Micheal was standing behind her and the impulse overwhelmed him. He often had impulses to do things; like most people, he ignored them. But this one time, he acted on one.
He grabbed Jill's shorts at the waist and pulled them down below her knees, along with her little panties. There it was, that beautiful butt. The two soft globes beside her sexy cleft were more amazing than he had imagined. A hint of her pubic hair peeked between her legs. Michael's little head had taken over for his big head. He pushed his hard dick between Jill's legs and it slid into her vagina.
Jill was surprised. She started to get up to resist, but for some reason she stayed still while he continued fucking her. Perhaps her subconscious was working on her. The cock inside her felt good. It had been a few years since she'd experienced such pleasure. She knew what he was doing was wrong, but it felt good. Why not let him finish.
Michael was in heaven. He'd had sex before, but it had been a few years for him too. Not having had sex in a long time and understanding the nature of what he was doing, Michael finished quickly. He felt the unequaled pleasure of ejaculating into a woman's vagina. Jill had remained stationary, letting him finish. She had even pulled one of her feet our of her clothing to keep he balance.
That's when the conversation took place.
"You should've asked." She had said.
Michael replied, "If I had asked, what would you have said?"
She said, "I don't know. I might've said yes."
He was amazed, "Really?"
She said, "Yes, really. You dumb shit. I could have you sent away to prison."
