I Lured A Homeless Woman To My House And Had Sex With Her

I (m40) did this almost 10 years ago. It was a Saturday morning, I was bored and decided to go out and get some food. I was sat in my car at a red light when I saw a woman (f30ish?) standing on the corner with a cardboard sign. It said she was homeless. <br><br>At the time I was doing pretty well for myself, and I had just bought my first house a little over a year ago. So I had a lot of disposable income. <br><br>So here's my confession: I pulled over, approached the woman, and asked her if she was hungry and wanted something to eat. Of course she said yes, I think she was surprised. I told her to get in the car with me and I would take her to get something to eat. We went to Wendy's. That was all she wanted. I got her 4 hamburgers and a large fry, and a drink. She was very thankful. <br><br>But here's what happened next. I asked her if she was homeless, why, and she told me it was because of the economy. A LOT of people were losing their homes. In fact my cousin did too. She said she had no where to go and had to live out of her car. She also told me she was scared to go to the homeless shelter...I think you probably know why. I had an idea. While we were eating I told her that I could help get her back on her feet if she wanted. I told her I had a house I lived in by myself and she could stay there if she wanted. I told her it was 500sf, had two bedrooms, one for me and she could stay in the other. I wanted her to trust me, so I told her the address and told her she could go there if she wanted and look at the outside of the house. I told her it was between the two large trees on the corner with no cars in the driveway. I told her I had to get back to work, but later on that evening she could go to the house and get in the driveway...I would leave the garage door open for her and she could make herself at home. <br><br>She looked shocked. Like she couldn't believe it. But she took the directions I wrote down for her. I gave her $40 in gas money and $20 for food. I told her I would see her later and took off. I went back to work.<br><br>I got off work at 4:30PM. I drove home and she was sitting in the driveway. I pulled up next to her and she had tears in her eyes. I told her to follow me and I opened up my garage door. I parked inside and motioned for her to park in front of my truck. She did. I got out of my truck, walked over to her car, and helped her out. I helped her into the house and we sat down at the island in the kitchen. I asked her what her name was. I'll call her "Diane". I told her my name was Brian. We talked...well, I talked. I told her everything. My job, where I worked, my interests...etc. Then I showed her around the house. I told her the larger bedroom was hers if she wanted. But I didn't want to pressure her so I told her to make herself at home and I was going to go change my clothes and get more comfortable. I told her I'd be right back. She could watch TV or whatever. When I came back out she was sitting on the couch. She told me this was the most comfortable thing she's sat on in months. I was surprised. So I sat next to her. This is the part where I confess what happened. <br><br>I sat there for about 10 minutes talking to her. Then I put my arm around her and pulled her into me. She acted a little surprised, but didn't fight it. I pulled her into my lap and sat her on my dick. She didn't fight that either. At that point I looked her square in the eye and told her I was going to have sex with her. Right on the couch. She didn't say anything, and just looked at me with big eyes. So I did it. I lifted her shirt, pulled her breast out, and started sucking on it. She just closed her eyes and let me do it. I told her to stand up, which she did. I stood up and unzipped her pants and poked my head down between them. She didn't stop me. I could smell her. But I didn't care, and I started licking. She was quiet for a few minutes then she started moaning. I could hear her saying things but I couldn't make out what she was saying. <br><br>After a few minutes of this I stood up and told her to take off her clothes. She did. I looked at her and she looked back at me. I told her to sit on the couch....again, she did. At this point I started taking my clothes off too. I took everything off and so did she. She was pretty, not very pretty, but pretty. I took my phone out of my pocket and put it on the coffee table. I set it up to record a video...this was all premeditated. I then walked over to her and she looked up at me. I told her I was going to have sex with her. She just looked at me. I told her I was going to put my dick inside her and she needed to be completely quiet. She nodded. <br><br>At this point I started rubbing my dick and it got hard. I grabbed her head and started pushing my dick into her mouth. She started sucking on it and I told her to be quiet. I didn't want the neighbors to hear. I had her suck my dick for about 10 minutes. I almost came in her mouth but didn't. I told her to stand up and I told her I was going to fuck her. She looked scared, but stood up and I took her to the bedroom. I threw her down on the bed and jumped on top of her. I grabbed her thighs and pushed my dick inside her, and started pumping. I fucked her for 20 minutes. The whole time she was squirming and trying to get away. I told her to stop fighting me, she didn't. I had to hold her arms down. When I was done I jumped off of her and left her on the bed crying. <br><br>I gave her a towel to wipe herself with and left her alone. A little while later she came out into the living room and sat on the couch. I asked her how she was feeling. She told me she was scared and wanted to go. So I told her she could leave if she wanted, but first, delete the video. She asked me what video...I told her the one on my phone. She told me she didn't know I was recording and she didn't want to be recorded. I told her I didn't care, that I was going to record if I wanted to. She just looked at me, picked up my phone, and deleted the video. After that I walked her out to her car, opened the door for her, and told her to go get some rest. She cried and left.<br><br>So this is my confession. I never saw or heard from her again. I never told anyone. And I never forgot about it. That is my confession.