Guilty Rescue

After taking a bigger gulp of the wine, almost finishing her glass, she stared back up at Jim standing above her. "You know, the batcave has some really nice wine," she said, smiling at him. "You don't have to do any of that; you have done more than enough for me tonight that I'm already forever grateful. You may have saved my life tonight," Rachel continued, not wanting to take advantage of Jim's generosity.

Jim noticed her freeze at his earlier suggestion, her eyes glazed over, and he couldn't help but wonder what was going through her mind in that moment. The light-hearted humor they had enjoyed so far seemed to vacate the premises for those brief moments as the vibe got quite serious. However, she went on to compliment the wine of the batcave, causing a small smile to form on the young man's lips.

"One of its many perks," he replied, as she refused to take advantage of his generosity. Jim wasn't going to take no for an answer. He leaned down, taking her hand in his and helping her onto her feet.

"We'll see just how many batcave perks you'll discover before you go," he said with a gentle smile, holding onto her hand as he led her from the sitting room, down a short hallway into the bedroom of the penthouse.

He let go of her hand briefly, producing a white bathrobe and laying it onto the bed. "You can put your clothes in the corner. I'll have dry cleaning take care of them," he said. Fully aware of the tension existing between them and the intimate setting they were in, Jim seemed unfazed by it. Temptation existed within him for sure, but he was being respectful through and through.

Disappearing behind the doors of the ensuite bathroom, she could hear the water being turned on. He came out a bit later. "I put a bath for you. It'll help you relax after everything."

As Jim left to run the bath, Rachel stripped naked, taking off her ruined clothes. The only thing that wasn't ruined was her underwear, a lacy set of matching purple bra and thong. No matter the occasion, Rachel would always wear matching sets, not to be sexy or anything, it was just a habit she picked up from when she was younger, to feel sexy. After she peeled off her underwear, Rachel stood for a few seconds, realizing this was the first time in her life she was naked in another man's house that wasn't her husband's. She pushed the thought of her husband out of her head with a sigh and put the robe around her, quickly realizing it left little to the imagination. She smiled at herself in the mirror on one of the walls. She couldn't help but notice the robe was a little smaller than her one at home, only coming down to her mid-thigh. She also noticed it was for someone smaller-chested than her, as she had a lot of her cleavage out, but she couldn't help the size of the robe.

As Jim walked back into the room, the first thing he noticed was how the robe hugged Rachel's body, emphasizing her flat tummy and wide hips. He also noticed the amount of cleavage that was on show, which was accompanied by a pair of stiff nipples poking at the thin robe.

"You really know how to look after a woman," Rachel said, smiling, looking forward to a relaxing bath.

As Jim fixed her bath, he had undone the buttons of his sleeves, rolling them up to the middle of his forearms. The tailored cotton shirt hugged his torso in a way that was comfortable and at the same time showed off his sculpted torso. The fabric seemed to swell and curve to accommodate the young man's musculature.

"Alright, you're set for n-" he began as he was coming out of the bathroom, but the words stuck in his throat when he looked up at her. In that moment, he froze entirely, the only 'alive' part of him were his eyes, taking her entire body in. Her lovely elegant legs were now fully on display right up to her thighs, and then her wide hips, and more importantly, the hefty amount of cleavage that poked through the slit of her bathrobe.

She was a 'blessed' woman, but only now did Jim get an accurate view of just how large her bosom was, seeing the generous outline of her breasts against the bathrobe and two little nubs poking through the fluffy white robe. A pained look overtook his features as he shook his head a bit. Every cell in his body wanted one thing and one thing only, but...

In that moment, the ring on her finger seemed to reflect the light in his eyes, a timely reminder that she was married, and the bandage on her forearm reminded him of the trauma she went through. Still, he couldn't fully resist. In answer to her question, Jim reached for the collar of the bathrobe, using that to pull her closer to him. The bathrobe lifted a bit as he pulled her, showing more of her bosom, her body clashed against his as he looked down at her. It was clear the bathrobe was ill-suited to her.

"The 'batcave' has never had a woman like you in it," he confessed. "I didn't realize it until now that I've been missing out." He pushed her away just as quickly, not letting his temptation get the best of him. "Enjoy your bath."

As Jim effortlessly maneuvered her and moved her with ease, Rachel felt a whirlwind of emotions. It was nothing like the fear and helplessness she experienced when she was being manhandled by the thugs. With Jim, she already felt safe, so the dominant emotion she could focus on was the stirring sensation of arousal starting to build within her. She stole one last glance at him before walking past him to the bathroom. Before entering, she paused in the doorway and removed her wedding ring, placing it carefully on the large table near the bathroom door.

Deliberately leaving the bathroom door wide open, Rachel stepped into the large tiled room. She halted in front of the bath and dropped her robe just out of sight of the doorway. Taking a deep breath, she dipped her hand into the water. "You've got the temperature just right!" she shouted through to the bedroom before stepping into the bath, which was already filled with a fair amount of bubbles.

Jim turned his back toward the bathroom door, but he sensed her stopping in the doorway. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw her remove her wedding ring, a move that only heightened the conflict and tension within him. He forced himself to look away, focusing on the pile of clothes, noting the purple underwear on top. For a moment, he considered leaning down to get a whiff, but he decided against it for now, reaching down to gather the pile and hand it over to the dry cleaning staff.

It was a while later when Jim returned to the bedroom, noticing the door to the bathroom wide open. The bathtub was just out of view of the doorway, but he could hear her movements in the water just to the side.

He walked over to the doorway, not stepping in, looking down for a moment, before he took in a breath and walked inside. She had her back turned to him, her head and her shoulders poked out from layer of bubbles. Jim kneeled down behind her, his hand gently caressing her shoulder.

"With your hand hurt, I thought you might need some help," he said, leaning in so close his lips were inches from her earlobe, giving the back of her neck a tiny peck.

Rachel smiles as she hears Jim's movements at the doorway, her smile becoming wider as she hears him getting closer before eventually he speaks close into her ear.

"Oh Jim, you have been the perfect host. I don't ever know how I can repay you," Rachel says, lifting herself higher in the bath.

She now sat up instead of laying down, her large D cup breasts now out of the water and fully exposed.

Rachel lifts her arm and places her hand on the back of Jim's head and turns to whisper in his ear.

"If you can think of anyway for me to repay you, please let me know," She says, before turning herself in the bath, gripping the edge and using her knees to support her, almost in a doggy style.

As she turned in the bath Jim stood up and Rachel maintained eye contact.

"I do mean anything," She says as she breaks eye contact to stare at the bulge in his pants, before looking back up into his eyes.

Being behind her, Jim couldn't get the best view from the front, but he could hear the water's movement as her bosom came up from underneath the bubbles. He even lifted his face over her shoulder a bit, looking down to see what to him almost looked like two lovely round mountains poking out of the water. As she turns he gets an even better view, though the foam bubbles cover her nipples somewhat, as an impromptu bra. Her whispers send shivers down his spine and before he can say anything she's leaned forward, kneeling down as Jim straightens his body.

He remains silent, his hands reach down to undo his belt. The look in his eyes is overcome with lust and desire and the self-control he displayed up to know is falling apart. In no time, the young man's body is fully exposed, his cock springs out as his boxers fall onto the tiled floor.

He gets into the bath, one hand strokes his cock, the other spread her cheeks, the tip finding her lips as he thrusts his hips forward. Something about this feels wrong, he just saved her, only to take advantage of her himself...even if it was different, she was married, but he felt heaven when he slipped inside her.

Rachel let's put a long moan as Jim pushes inside of her.

"Oh Jim!" She says, almost startled as she feels his dick push into her pussy.

Immediately she becomes hornier, feeling his dick deeper than anyone has ever went. She had gotten too used to her husbands dick and didn't think there was too much difference out there, but Jim could easily be double her husbands size. Even if her husband wasn't very well blessed in his crotch area, she was still extra surprised at being broken In by Jim's big dick since it had been a while she last had sex, the last time would've been around 3 years ago on her birthday.

"Ugh Jim...that's so fucking deep," Rachel's moans out, her words quickly filling the room along side the sound of her and Jim's thighs bashing together, skin on skin making a clapping noise, the water adding to it as it's getting splashed around more and more with each thrust of Jim's hips.

After a few minutes of Rachel adjusting to the new man inside her, she begins pushing her ass backwards, meeting Jim's thrusts halfway with her own.

Jim is well aware of the blessing and the curse that hangs between his legs. The size and especially the girth of his manhood does not allow him to just slip in right away. Many of his partners need quite some time to get used to his size, taking regular breaks or asking him to go super slow.

Even with her, Jim takes it slow and he can feel her pussy gripping at his cock so tightly that he feels almost like he's in heaven. Each thrust she fights him and his size, but slowly and surely she gets used to it and her ass seeks his hips as she pushes her butt back to meet his thrusts halfway.

He almost cannot believe that her body accepts this intruder so readily, further proof that there is something special about this woman. His thrusts grow faster.

"Grab the edge!" he grunts at her, almost breathlessly, taking her free hand and gripping her forearm as he starts to thrust more vigorously.

"Ohh fuck...you're so fucking tight...your pussy feels ohhhghh fuck...so good!" he lets out amidst the sloshing water, the clapping sounds echoing through the penthouse. His free hand reaches around to grab a handful of her tit, feeling the delicious weight of it fill his palm.

As Rachel grips the edge with one hand, she enjoys how rough and dominant him is by grabbing her other hand and pinning it to her back. She moans as his thrusts get faster, banging her into the edge of the bath almost. In truth Rachel never thought it would end like this, when she took her wedding ring off she was flirting, of course she wanted it to end like this but she never would have believed someone younger than her eldest son would want to fuck her, but holy shit she was loving every second.

As Jim gets rougher on her she stops pushing back and accepts that she's going to take his dick as hard and as deep as Jim decides. As he continues thrusting faster into her wet pussy, she bites down on her fingers that are gripping the edge of the bath and yelling.

After she is finished screaming she says, "Fuuuuck Jim! You're wrecking my pussy."

Another few fast thrusts later and Rachel's leg begins to shake, the arch she was maintaining disappears for a second before she arches even more and announces

"I'm comiiiing," A long drawn out orgasm crashed through the woman's body, the first orgasm for years and definitely the strongest of her life.

As Jim fucks her through it she finally recovers and says, "Oh my goodness, you know how to use that thing."

Never would have Jim imagined that that trip through that rough neighborhood would lead to this crazy chain of events. The poor woman knocked on the ground by those thugs, he'd never imagined she'd in his bathtubs just hours later, his pale thick shaft being eaten up by her pussy lips.

As he felt her hips shaking, he let go of her forearm, his thrusts continuing as they were, but he wanted her to have the second hand for support, not to sink underneath the water completely, his hands meanwhile spanked her big butt, squeezing it, caressing it, discovering a deep affection for the body of a woman almost twice his age who was now coming as his cock was plunged deep inside her.

He reaches for her wet hair, balling it up into his first as he yanks her head back.

"You're not done 'repaying' me yet..." he grunts behind her ear, letting his body slip down, his cock lodged inside her still, but Jim's now sitting on the tub as she hovers over his lap.

"I want you to slide all the way do- oh god...fuck..." he lets out as her hips bottom out, his own hips grind against hers, feeling his cock engulfed in her warm arousal was akin to bliss.

He's close himself as he puts her hands on either side of the tub for support, he lets her hover there as his hip plunge into her from below, so quick the water is violently sloshing back and forth, until he buries himself inside her, a twitch and then ropes of cum shoot from the tip of his cock inside the mature woman.

His eyes closed, orgasm tearing his body apart as he collapses back, his heavy breathing echoing through the tiles of the bathroom.

Rachel's pussy spasms around Jim's huge dick as he man handles her and moves her into a new position with ease. Finally having some control she starts to ride Jim as she bounces up and down on his full length, gripping onto the side of the bath tub and almost forcing herself down on his huge pole.

"You like that baby? You like watching your huge cock disappear into my soaking wet pussy?" Rachel asks, not expecting an answer as Jim starts moaning, she can feel his cock spasm as she moans herself.

"That's it big boy, cum for me, give me all your cum. Paint my insides white, let me milk you dry you amazing man." Rachel says, feeling embarrassed at some things that are coming out her mouth, she uses one hand to reach down between Jim's strong thighs and starts to play with his balls, adding another sensation to his orgasm.

After Jim finally finishes shooting inside of Rachel, she moans and repositions her legs, sliding them under Jim's legs and slowly leaning forward, putting on a show as Jim watches his long thick dick slide out of Rachel's wonderful pussy.

Rachel moans as his dick evacuates her pussy, Rachel didn't expect to feel so empty after the hard fucking she just took.

As she leans forward into doggy style she looks over her shoulder and asks, "Enjoying the view?" As Jim watches some of his cum drip out of Rachel's pussy.

Jim rested back on the warm porcelain of the tub, his eyes closed as the aftershocks of the orgasm leave quite the enjoyable ripples all throughout his body. That's not all, he feels his cock, which up to now was sheathed in the most unbelieveable warm, wet pocket, suddenly exposed to the air. His eyes open as she leans forward, her incredible used hole starting to leak his cum down her thigh. At her question, he smiles, smacking her butt away.

"You're quite the tease, you know that?" he says shaking his head, as he starts to get up.

Part of him wants to keep an element of themselves hidden. He did not let her see his cock properly, only feel it inside her and he only felt her tits, rather than see them in their glorious beauty.

"No, no, look ahead," he tells her as he gets out of the tub, wanting to leave this part of themselves a mystery still.

He reaches for a towel, wrapping it around his waist and that's when he sees a red coating on the tub, noting that her bandages on the her arm have slipped and blood has dripped down, likely from all the action.

"Why don't you finish up and come out? I'll redo your bandages this time around. The Doctor didn't tie them securely enough," Jim added before he stepped outside of the bathroom. He looked for a fresh pair of boxers, letting out a sigh as he couldn't believe himself that just happened.

Rachel was a bit disappointed Jim didn't want to show off to her, she was dying to see what his dick looked like after she had just spent the last 20 minutes getting her insides resized. She takes the bandages off and discards them on the floor before turning around and laying in the bath, noticing it's less than half full. She giggles to herself realising that the antics had flung all the water out the bath. She cleans herself up, spending extra time between her legs and draining the bath and wrapping a towel round her body and then hair.

As she walks out the bathroom she sees her wedding ring. Waves of guilt wash over her as she realises that she has broken her vows. Worst yet, she just let someone younger than her son come inside her and she hasn't even known him for longer than 4 hours! She put the wedding ring back on and made her way to the large bedroom where Jim was.

"I need to go soon. My husband will be worried about me," she added, looking to find her clothes hurriedly.