[Becks77]

PART 3..


A few weeks passed as i would continue my routine of peeping at her panties and jus jerk off in her toilet before her mom went overseas for a short holiday. I went into the toilet as usual to jerk off but found someting instead, i saw her worn clothes in a basket in the toilet, which i guessed no 1 was doing the washing as her mom wasnt around.

I rumage thru the clothes and found the items i was looking for, her bra and panties. I used her panties to jerk off that day and the amount of cum i had that day was way more den i had usually.

This went on for the next 2 days before i noticed she had a little swelling on her face. I finished my homework as usual and started to have alittle chat with her. As her kids were 3 and 5, around my sister's age, i joked with her that if we went out together, ppl would think we are bringing our kids out. ( I was rather big size for a 16 year old and i was in the rugby team, 175cm and 70kg). She started laughing and said i was crazy.

I started to ask her about the swelling on her face, which she brushed off at first sayin she had knocked onto someting. But i noticed she had bruises on her hands as well and asked her further why got all this bruises too.

She brushed it off saying it was an accident but i didnt know why i said this at that point of time( i used the exact same words), " Uncle (her husband) beat u because you dun fuck him?" She was shocked at my words and started chiding me for learning all this stuff and stopped talking to me for 10 minutes.

I just layed on the floor pretending to look at my school work when she started talking to me again. She told me not to say such stuff infront of her husband or mother as they would not like it. She then told me her bruises were inflicted on her by her husband, who had beaten her when she tried to kiss him last night. She told me to keep this from her mom as she didnt want her to worry about her and she would settle this problem herself.

I just consoled her tellin her stuff that maybe he had a bad day or something as she was closed to crying as she told me this. I lent her my shoulder as she laid on it sobbing alittle and i was at lost on what to do. I put my hands on her shoulder rubbin them alittle as i consoled her and smelled her hair, which was so fragrant to me.

After this incident, we were talking daily in her room as i do my work and i would probe and ask her on her relationship with her husband. As this went on, she started to initiate hugging me after talking to me and would occasionaly give me a peck on the face, saying she appreciated me listening to her woes and lending her a listening ear and shoulder whenever she needed one.



End of Part 3.. sorry if its poorly written as its my first time writing a story and this was based on my experience which happened about 10 years ago.