DOLAN'S DIARIES

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Uncle Micky

Dolan's Diaries - "The Eviil That Men Do" series, Prologue: "Cute Little Shae"

The Evil That Men Do

TETMD is a unique, seldom-seen, multi-chapter, collaborative storytelling by Uncle Micky and Candice Sawyer.

Join us in a journey down the rabbit hole of debauchery, lust, murder, intrigue and, the marketplace for young girls.

Our TETMD saga officially begins as Mike Dolan moves to Florida and starts his dual life. In one, he is a a high school teacher, in the other, he is Nick Manchik, procurer of American girls for export. In this second prologue, "Cute Little Shae," Mike, while settling into his new life, meets Shae, his twelve-year-old neighbor from across the street. The young beauty unexpectedly steals his heart.

 Story Codes: M/f, M/g, 1st, M solo, g solo, N/C, anal rape

Updated: September, 2019

This story was first published in January, 2015. I have made a few minor changes to the story, such as it's tense, but otherwise it is pretty much the same. Enjoy!

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Cute Little Shae

Prologue

The move to Florida had gone better than expected. I found a perfect, semi-furnished place to rent, in an older residential neighborhood, just outside of my new school's district. It wasn't much, but it offered exactly the level of anonymity I needed. As for the actual move, I had so few things that I was able to handle it by myself. Another aspect of my new situation required that I use an alias for this part of my life. Dave helped me a lot with this, he was the one who insisted I get it. Except at school, my Florida name was Nick Manchik. I had false papers, bank accounts, an entire false life created. As I was unloading the U-Haul, the guy from across the street came over with a twelve pack of cold ones, and invited me for a beer break.

I accepted his invitation and took some time to relax in the backyard with my new neighbor, Ted. He painted bridges for a living, and said it kept him on the road a lot. He has three daughters; Amber, who was going into 10th grade, Shae, who was going into 7th, Alice, who was four and a son Ted Jr, who was three. Shortly, his wife Nancy came over and joined us. She was pleasant enough and must have been a looker at one time; but, four kids had put some miles on her. Ted offered to lend a hand with the unloading, but I knew he was just being neighborly and turned him down. It was nice of him to ask though.

After exchanging further pleasantries, and polishing off the beers, I got back to work unloading the furniture. Ted and Nancy headed home. I saw that their kids were in the front yard watching me unload the truck. I walked over and introduced myself. The older girl, Amber, was very nice looking, but appeared to have a bit of a bitchy attitude. I didn't care for her much at all; as a matter of fact, my first thought was that what she needed was a good horse-fucking in the ass.

Shae, on the other hand, was a delight; she has a beautiful face, a smile that would captivate anyone, and a very likeable way about her. This made her even more attractive than her looks could be credited for. She reminded me an awful lot of my sweet Kayley, who lived down the street from where I grew up in Cleveland. The little ones were polite and friendly, but too young to grasp what was going on.

My new life soon became everything I had imagined. School was going great and, before too long, some of the benefits started to show up, in the form of "eager" students and a couple of coworkers. The extra work I had arranged through Dave was turning out to be extremely profitable. I had even started my part of the export business and had become very adept at acquiring desired "goods."

An important part of my side work was establishing my false identity. No one on the "dark side" knew my real name or anything about me. I had one main contact person, Jack, and occassionally dealt with a very attractive Eastern European lady who was maybe a few years older than me, named Myra. I had one colleague called TJ. I only saw him when something was coming in or leaving the country.

My "real" life at home was very hectic; and little Shae became a bigger and bigger part of it.

Mr. Manchik's Neighborhood

I loved having a yard to work in. In what free time I had, I was mostly working around the house. One day I was trimming the front hedges, with my mind wandering, and for some reason, I turned around; standing on the sidewalk watching me, was Shae. I stayed silent, as I looked her up and down. She was wearing a red tank top, blue gym shorts, white ankle socks, and white trainers. Her long, black hair was pulled back in a ponytail, with a few wisps of hair framing her face. The sun was shining on her face, her head slightly cocked, and she was looking at me with one eye squinted. Her face was radiant; a natural beauty.

"Hey Shae, how you doing?"

"Pretty good Mr. Nick; how's the new house and everything?"

I strolled up to her and turned, so her face wasn't in the sun anymore, and replied, "I'm loving it! This place is great, and I really like my neighbors."

She liked that comment and said, "Well, we really like having you here, Mr. Nick. Can I give you a hand picking up all the branches and stuff you cut?"

I would have to had been an idiot to turn down such assistance. I spent the next half hour either trying to glance down her top or marveling at her perfect legs and ass. Before too long, if I was ever outside doing some yard work, Shae would be over to lend a hand.

One day she was hanging out, sitting cross-legged on the lawn as I was pulling garden weeds and asked me about the "lady" who had come home with me the previous weekend. I replied "Oh, it was nothing; we work together and decided to hang out a bit." I indeed had a very good time with Lori! She's a married English teacher and her husband was out of town for the weekend, so … anyway.

Shae said, "So, she's not your girlfriend or anything?"

"Nothing of the kind. She's OK … but not really my type."

"What is your type?"

I pulled a few more weeds, sat back to look at her, and replied, "It's kind of tough to say, kiddo; someone who I can just hang out with and be myself, someone who, for some reason I find attractive and desirable, I don't know, someone who makes me happy … and (with a smile) being pretty doesn't hurt either."

She gave this some thought as I gazed upon her. She was wearing a type of dark grey gym shorts and a simple light grey tank top. I was amazed at how petite she was. She couldn't have been over five feet tall and as lithe as a ballet dancer. Her skin was a flawless olive color and her hair a radiant jet black. As is often the case, she was wearing her hair in a high ponytail with loose strands falling in front of her ears. Her neck was beautiful and screamed out to be kissed. Although tiny, her features were soft and very feminine. Amazingly, her breasts appeared to be perfectly developed for her body size. They were small, but only in the sense that she was small. On her, they were perfect in every way imaginable. I caught myself staring and awkwardly went back to working on the weeds.

She said, "I think I know what you mean Mr. Nick. Most guys make me uncomfortable; they'll stare at me and it feels creepy. When you look at me, your eyes are soft and I feel comfortable … well … gotta go, see ya." With that she was up and gone.

Quite often, when we chatted, Shae would complain about her sister, Amber. From what I was picking up from Shae, and observing in the neighborhood, my initial thoughts were correct. Amber was a major league bitch who seemed to try and target her little sister, primarily for the fun of it.

One day, I was home a little early from school, I noticed that Shae's bus stopped at the corner. She walked home right past my house, before heading across the street. She was a sight to behold. I creepily began waiting for her to walk by, just to watch, as her way-too-heavy backpack would accentuate her tits because of the pressure from the straps over her shoulders. I usually had my hand on my dick as she went by and relief would arrive a few minutes later.

Sometimes I would sit on the front porch and she would wave and say hello; sometimes she would walk up and chat. I found that whichever way it worked out, I was always enthralled by her, and needless to say, rather excited. One day she told me she was trying out for the youth cheerleader group in town and asked if I would come to some of the games where she would be cheering. The mere mental image of her as a cheerleader was a thrill in and of itself. I readily agreed and hoped I would have the time to get to some games.

Halloween came around. I sat on the front porch, with a cocktail and handed out candy. I was warned by the neighbors that this was a big night in the neighborhood and, boy, they weren't kidding! I think people trucked extra kids in! It didn't matter; I love Halloween and had a great time. Shae and her very cute friend Connie, took their younger siblings trick-or-treating and the sight of Shae almost made me drop. She was dressed as a witch and wore a clingy black dress with a plunging neckline that accentuated two very positive features about her. I actually fumbled a bit when handing out the candy because I couldn't keep my eyes off her. She flirted a bit and then continued on.

Shae's First Job

A week later, Saturday, I was in the backyard doing some gardening when Shae rode in on her bike. "I thought you would be here." Looking around the yard, she added, "Boy, do you ever have a lot of work to do! Do you want some help?"

Knowing that we would be alone in the backyard for some time, I responded, "Sure thing, but I think you had better ask at home first."

"OK, but I finished all my chores for the day so it'll be OK."

When she returned, she announced, "Dad said it was fine with him; but maybe I should see if I can get paid for my work."

"Paid? I thought you would help out of the goodness of your heart?"

She started to stammer a bit and I could tell she was feeling a bit embarrassed; so I quickly said, "I was only kidding! Of course you should get paid for your work. Tell you what, let's sit down, have some iced tea, and hammer out a deal." I headed to the back door, stopped, looked back and said, "You go sit at the patio table and I'll be right back."

When I returned she was sitting with one foot up on the chair and her arms wrapped around her raised knee. She said thanks when I set the glass down and then asked, "Do you think you'll be able to make it to any of my games?"

I sat in the chair next to her and apologized for not making any games so far. I explained "I have this part time job where I travel around and lead workshops for teachers, it pays really well and I just can't pass on the money."

"What do you do with your money anyway? From the looks of things you live like a monk! I mean, how old is that Jeep and where do you shop, Walmart?"

"Honey, the best way to get money is not to spend money. I have what I need to live and have some fun; after that, I send most of it to my brother to invest and make me more money."

"So, are you going to spend some of that money on me?"

I knew she could have just asked for money and I would have given whatever she wanted; but, I said, "I would like it if you could come over a couple hours a week and take care of the weeding in the garden beds, and make sure that the birdfeeders are filled. That would be a couple of hours total and I'll pay you ten an hour for that. If I come home and I see a bunch of weeds that have been there for over a week, no pay that week."

"So that would be, like twenty a week … I won't be buying an iPhone with that … but, OK. I like the job. I'll take it!"

She beamed a smile at me and had her eyes locked onto my eyes. I stood up next to her and said, "Now, there may be times when I have a project in mind and if you help me, then I think there would have to be more money involved. If you do extra work when I'm not here, let me know how many hours. What do you think?"

"You trust me to be honest about that?"

I paused, looked her in the eyes and said, "I think I'm getting to know you pretty well. I believe you are an honest caring, decent human being. I know you wouldn't lie to me or cheat me."

Shae, gazed back at me. I think I paid her the best compliment she had ever received. She popped up into the most cute, pert, cheerleader stance, back slightly arched, on her toes with her legs together, and exclaimed "I think it's perfect! You're the best neighbor ever!" She reached around and gave me a monster hug. She was in contact from her knees all the way to her head, which only came half way up my chest. My thoughts were completely captured by the feel of her two rock hard breasts pressing right into my gut. I hugged her back and realized I was starting to "stir," so I began to pull my hips away from her a bit. I leaned forward as I pulled and bent away from her, which brought our faces closer.

Shae looked up at me, our eyes locked, she reached and gave me a nice platonic thank you kiss. I held it a little longer than she expected. I felt just the slightest of shivers run through her. I broke off and she looked up at me half startled, half excited. Her eyes went to the ground, she stammered something I could not quite make out, but I had an inkling of what was going on. I lifted her chin, gazed into her eyes, and asked, "Was that your first kiss?"

She nodded. I could see her eyes were starting to water a bit and she began to get a bit emotional. I replied, while bending to her and lifting her chin, "That kiss won't do at all for a firsrt kiss! Let's make this something to remember!" Her eyes began to close and I tilted her head, ever so slightly, to the left. She kept her lips soft this time and slightly parted; our lips met in a soft, gentle kiss that slowly built into a more strident, almost passionate kiss. My other hand was holding her by the small of her back and I pulled her in closer. She offered no resistance. I could, once again, feel her firm breasts against my body. She moaned quietly as she ever-so-lightly rubbed them against me. I so wanted to do more, but decided that the "slower the better" approach was best for this situation.

We parted. I smiled, and said, "A girl as smart, kind, and beautiful as you deserves to be kissed, and kissed a lot! … Now, we need to get to work if you're going to make any money."

We spent the next half hour on our hands and knees, mostly next to each other. She was very happy to make plenty of casual physical contact, leaning into me, brushing by me, and making hand contact. We were both very happy and thoroughly enjoyed each other's company.

While working, I got some insight into her life. Shae told me, "It's really weird being the middle kid. Amber tries to be so bossy and doesn't help with anything. I do my best to look after the little ones and sometimes it seems like I'm the only adult in the house. Dad is gone a lot and mom isn't always up to taking care of us. Amber just brushes everything off and I'm left looking after everyone. Sometimes I think I might just burst. All I want to do is get out of there, but if I don't look after Teddy and Alice, I don't know what would happen."

I was unsure as to what exactly to say, but I managed to respond, "You live in a dual world, you're treated like a child, in many ways; then, you have to take on adult responsibilities and roles. Anyone who can balance that has my utmost respect. You're a very special person, Shae. I believe you have the strength to see this through. Remember, you can always come here to blow off some steam or just hang out. I'll always treat you like you, Shae, a wonderful person!"

We were sitting on the lawn, looking at each other and we fell silent. I reached my hand out to her and she took it. I pulled her closer and folded her into my arms. I held her for a while and she started slowly sobbing. She turned into me, wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her head in my shoulder. I pulled her tighter and gently rocked her.

She slowly recovered and loosened her grip on me. I sat her on my lap and wiped the last tears from her cheeks. I gave her a kiss on the forehead and we stood up. I still had my arm around her and she was leaning into me.

I spoke first, "Shae, look at what a great job we've done on the beds in this yard! We are a great team and I would be lost without you. Do you think you'll be able to get to the east and back fences? I'll take care of the area over by the garage."

Recovered, and smiling, she said, "Yeah, sure, I can get that done and, maybe, who knows? I might just do the garage as well. Are you going away again?"

I said I had a workshop to run in Pensacola and would be gone for a few days. In actuality, I had an appointment to keep with a fourteen-year-old blonde cheerleader in a small town two hours away that would need a lot of planning. I showed Shae where the bird seed was in the garage and gave her the code for the door.

Most of the time she worked alone; when we had opportunities to work together we would chat and playfully flirt with one another. We always kissed before she left and she seemed very satisfied with that level of contact. I managed to cup her ass, a few times, and she did not reject my advances. One time I gathered the back of her gym shorts and pulled them up, in order to give her a little pussy wedgie for extra stimulation. She was startled by the feeling and shied away. I gathered her in for a hug and she understood that I was not going to pressure her into anything.

A Voyeur's Delight

One Saturday afternoon, Shae came over and told me that she would be busy all day helping with her little brother's birthday party. I was disappointed; but, what the hell, right? I ran some errands and decided to cut the lawn. It was around eleven in the morning by time I finished the back yard and took a short break before cutting the front lawn. When I came out front, I noticed the two younger kids across the street were hanging around the front faucet in their swimsuits. I began cutting the lawn and, after a few passes I glanced back over and saw Shae and her friend Connie, both in bikinis, helping the kids fill up water balloons. I'm sure Connie's suit was cute, but I only had eyes for Shae. Her bikini was a blue pattern and had a short, little, frill skirt around the waist. She was absolutely flawless! I thought I wouldn't be able to finish the lawn because of the distraction, but decided I would work as quickly as possible and go watch the show from the front window.

Once done, I went inside and watched the two girls play with the youngsters and their water balloons. My hand instinctively went into my shorts. I was still sweating from my yard work and very soon I was by the window, stark naked, with a raging hard on. I used the sweat from my body to lubricate my hand as I jerked off watching the two young beauties as they frolicked about the yard. At one point, I thought I might have been seen when Connie was telling Shae something and she glanced over at my house. Nothing else out of the ordinary happened and I continued my self-pleasure until I couldn't stand it anymore. My eyes were glued on Shae as I stood directly in front of the window and let loose with an explosion of cum that splattered on and covered some of the window. Luckily, I had moved my shirt and shorts under and in front of me so that much of the love juice ended up on them, reducing what I had to clean.

I threw my soiled clothes in the hamper and made my way into the shower. Once cleaned and dressed, I made a bite to eat, enjoyed a few cold ones and watched some hoops on the tube. The girls were no longer in the yard as the festivities had moved to the backyard. A little later, Ted came over and invited me to join them for some dinner and cake. I readily agreed and had a very interesting evening hanging with him and Nancy.

I was pleased to hear that the little bitch Amber had skipped the party to hang with her piece of shit boyfriend. Thankfully, Shae and Connie were still there. They had changed into tank tops and shorts. They floated around and in and out of our conversation. Every now and then Shae would pass behind me and draw her finger along the back of my shoulders.

Ted and Nancy wanted to be assured that Shae wasn't a problem and thanked me for letting her earn some money. Ted said he thought it was great that I would pay five dollars an hour for her help. I glanced at Shae and she gave me the cutest little devil smile. Deep down I was very much assured by this because I now knew that she would lie to her parents about what we were doing and that she was as much in on it as I was.

As the evening passed, the kids were sent off to bed and both Ted and Nancy began to put away quite a bit of drink. After polishing off all the beer, they switched to wine, and when that was gone, they pulled out some rum and took the remainder of the kid's Cokes. At one point, as Nancy was telling a story, I could detect a change in her speech pattern. A definite accent emerged as she spoke. I leaned towards her and asked, "What part of West Virginia you from Nancy?"

She seemed surprised and replied, "Southern portion of the state, not too far from Beckley. How did you know?"

"I've know lots of folks from down there. I could hear it in your talk."

"I try to hide it, but sometimes it slips out. I met Ted here when he was working on the 64. He's from Florida, an original cracker!" She then carried on for some time longer.

Eventually, Nancy was close to passing out and Ted carried her inside, telling me they were going to call it a night. I walked home intrigued by this development, but now some of the things I had noticed earlier about them became clear: they were both full-throttle drunks!

Taking It to the Next Level

I had been away, "working" for a few weekends, and each time I came home the yard was in fantastic shape. Shae came over one afternoon to pick up her pay but I had to leave quickly in order to oversee a delivery down at the pier, next to the shrimp wharf, so we only had a moment together. She came into the kitchen, I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. Our kisses were like those of two lovers who had been apart for weeks (which, in a way, we almost were.) This time she surprised me by sliding her tongue into my mouth and enticing mine into a dance. My dick was starting to hurt a bit as it grew and, in my position, it had no place to go. I cupped her ass, lifted her, shifted and rearranged my fella so that it was lying against my lower abdomen. She sensed this and slithered down a bit until her crotch was firmly pressed against my now screaming erection. We continued to kiss and began a grinding, dry hump. She was really starting to get into it and began rolling her hips up and down, letting out soft sweet moans.

I came to my senses and broke away. I set her on her feet and said, "Shae, I have to go … it's really important …"

She cut me off and asked, "Do you have a date? Are you going to see your teacher friend or a girl friend?" She was hurt and upset by being left alone once again. I dropped to my knees in front of her, which put my head at the level of her chest.

I pulled her to me and held her as tight as I could. I nestled my head into her breasts and she wrapped her arms around my head and held me close. I looked up and said, "No, no, and no. I have to help a friend who is in a bad spot. If I don't get there in time, he might be in real danger. I can't let anything happen to him. Do you understand? This is real important! There is no one else … Shae, you are the only one on my mind, and in my heart." I couldn't tell her the whole truth but in a way I was being truthful enough for, the past few months, only she had been on my mind. She had taken over my fantasy life. I ached every day to see her and spend time with her. "Try and come by Saturday and I promise we'll have time together."

Saturday came and I could see a lot of activity across the street. I decided to clean out my gutters to pass the time. Around 11:00 Ted, Nancy and the two little ones packed into their truck and took off. Shae and Amber were on the front porch waving goodbye. I watched a little longer, and soon enough, a small Civic pulled up, Amber came running out, hopped in and took off. Shae then came out, looked around and went back inside. I took my ladder around back and started on the gutters there. Within minutes, Shae showed up. I could hear her walking up the drive, but pretended not to notice her until she said, "Hey Nick! We're going to have some time together, right?"

I didn't look down at her and replied, "Sure, but first there are a few tasks that need attention, I'll be done with the gutters in a few minutes and there's some weeds under the garage hedge." She said a quick OK and went to work. I still hadn't looked at her yet, but I doubled my efforts to finish the gutters as quickly as possible.

I finished, put the ladder away and came around to where she was working. My initial view was incredible! She was on her hands and knees reaching under the bushes pulling weeds. I could only see her back half and her cute little ass was partially covered by a very tight, short pair of blue short-shorts. Her legs were slightly spread and her tanned, fit, slender legs were a work of art. She pulled back and out of the hedge, turned to me and sat back so that her ass rested on the ground between her feet. The view up the inside of her thighs, to her tightly stretched shorts, was only beaten by the top she was wearing. She had on a white, cut-off, half-shirt that barely covered her tits. Her flat, taut stomach was fully exposed and the way the shirt hung from her, only emphasized the size and firmness of her tits. I immediately noticed that her nipples were partially erect and forming small little nubs through the fabric. The whiteness of her shirt provided a truly erotic vision of her dark areola at the prow of her breasts.

"Well, it's about time you finished. I only have a few more weeds to get." With that, she moved back under the bushes and began to attack the weeds. I lay down on my side, supporting my head with my right hand, in a position to watch 'dat ass as she worked. She glanced back and asked, "Are you checking out my ass? My god what a perv!" She smiled, shook it a bit, spread her legs a little further and arched her back enough that her shorts could not have been any tighter across her little tail.

My only response was, "You bet your sweet, little ass I'm checking out your sweet, little ass! I could stay here all day!" I then noticed that by lowering my head a touch, and looking up between her "gates of heaven" thighs, I had a clear view up her shirt as it hung down from her body. It was a marvelous view! Highly erotic and exciting! Her tits were luscious mounds hanging down from her body. They shook, ever so slightly, as she worked and were topped by two delightful nipples, whose brownish pink color contrasted nicely with her natural olive skin. As I watched, I couldn't help but get "stirred," so I discreetly rubbed my dick to enhance the excitement. Very soon, she finished her task, backed out and turned to me with a cute devilish smile on her face. With a light sheen of sweat on her face, and the sunlight hitting just so, she appeared to glow right in front of me.

I didn't try to conceal the fact that I was checking out every inch of her as I took in this vision of beauty. Her luxurious hair was pulled back in a high ponytail which emphasized the beauty of her face. Her eyes shone and her smile was brilliant in the way that can only be from one so young. I was no more than six inches from her with her right knee being about level with my stomach; if I had curled up, I could have nearly encircled her.

She leaned forward, just a bit and placed her hand on my shoulder. "Nick, I can't stay very long. Mom and dad will be back pretty soon … I hate that we can't find time to be together." Her hand lingered on my shoulder and, as she spoke, I noticed that her forward lean had opened a view under her shirt revealing the gorgeous bottom of a tit. My eyes were darting from her face to her shirt. I took my right arm and reached it around her waist, feeling her soft, exposed skin. She sidled forward a bit so she was right alongside me.

Slowly rubbing her back I said, "Shae, I wish we had more time to be together. We need to use the time we have, the best we can, and try to figure something out." She was gazing into my eyes when she shifted her weight and, using her hand and hips, pushed me over on my back. She ended up leaning on my chest, still half-sitting on her hip next me. I slid my hand on her back up and inside her shirt until I found the nape of her neck and drew her down towards me. With my right hand, I reached down, cupped her ass and snuggled her in closer. She smiled and playfully squirmed her ass into my hand as our faces came closer. I knew my hand on her back had to have forced her shirt high enough to expose her tits; but, in our position, it was impossible to see anything; regardless, she stopped just inches away from me and put on a very adult face.

She leaned in and began covering my face with soft kisses while saying "I just love the way you make me feel. I'm so hot I can't stand it." With that I pulled her closer, we kissed deeply and passionately. Our lips were working in unison and our tongues were engaged in the type of dance that only nature can choreograph. I had to remove my hand from her back and rearrange the positioning of my dick to accommodate the raging erection that was developing.

She pulled back, sat up a bit, took my right hand from her ass and placed it just above her hip. She started to guide it up her side and slightly to front. "You know, you can if you want to."

I gave her a sort of quizzical look and asked, "I can what?" I started to slide my hand under the front of her shirt just barely touching the bottom of her tits.

"You can touch my boobs if you want. I know you like looking at them and that makes me feel all sexy and wanted."

I wasn't going to waste any more time. I slid my hand up, cupped a firm breast while bending my wrist upward to lift her shirt at the same time. She deftly lifted the front of her shirt and slid it back over her head exposing two of the most perfect tits any man has ever laid his eyes upon. For whatever reason I thought of the old expression, 'the face that launched a thousand ships.' Now, I understood completely what was being written about Helen. As I brought both hands into play, her face had a look of a goddess, approving of the adoration she was receiving and the power she was wielding. Her breasts were magnificent; they stood individually, very firm and yet still pliant. They proudly stood out from her chest and were topped with slightly puffy areola, which held perfectly sized nipples. They were not the breasts of a girl her age; they were rounded at the bottom, almost full in size and, meant to be admired.

She placed her hands on my chest and asked "When you said I was on your mind, did you mean it? Do you think about me a lot?"

"Yes, so much it almost scares me! I imagine times like this, I think about how beautiful you are. I think about how much I like having you around, and I think about how much I miss you when we're not together."

"That's good, Nick, because I think about you too; I mean, I think about you a lot when I'm alone, you know, like in bed and stuff."

I pulled her in close for a kiss and said, "Same for me."

She pulled back and readjusted her shirt back over herself. She placed a hand on my stomach and said, "I have to get home. If my parents see me dressed this way they'll kill me." She leaned down and we shared a nice kiss.

I held her and said, "I know you have to go, but you are leaving me in quite a condition." I gave a quick glance down to my crotch where a very prominent, and obvious, erection was straining at my shorts.

She looked down and cautiously slid her hand over the bulge, sending waves of excitement through my body until finally resting her hand on my shaft, giving it a slight up and down rub. She looked back at me, continuing her hand movement and said "I think you should be able to take care of this by yourself. I mean, you seem to be able to handle things on your own. I know you like watching from the window."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"One day, while walking home, I noticed you watching me from your window. When I got inside, I peeked out and could just make out movement behind the window. Haven't you wondered why I always pause in front of your house on my way home? Then, the other day, Connie thought she saw you, but I told her she was crazy. I knew better though. You got careless and I could clearly see what you were doing. … don't worry, I think it's hot and sexy. We need to do it together sometime … you know … from kind of a distance."

I was simply gobsmacked, "I kind of folow you but I don't follow you."

Shae leaned back a bit and took a slip of paper out of the little side pocket of her shorts, "Here, right after I leave, go to this website, log-in as a guest and then put in the account number here."

She gave me a sweet, quick kiss and was up in a flash. Looking back at me she said, "Don't wait too long!"

I watched sweetness personified skip out of the yard and down the driveway.

Long Distance Love

I headed into the house, stripping down to nothing and made my way to the computer in my little office. I did as instructed and when I hooked up with her account, there she was, on my screen smiling at me with an expression that made me melt.

"You there Mr. Nick? Can you see and hear OK?"

"Perfectly! Now what?"

"Move back, let me see!"

I rolled the chair back a bit until I could see in the little screen that I was properly exposed to my girl. I softly started stroking myself as Shae watched, smiling "How's that, better?"

"Oh ... much better!"

She shifted her chair back until she was fully in my screen. She was sitting with her legs spread, leaning back against the chair, with her kness up and spread. Keeping eye contact with me, she moved her hands to her stomach and began to rub herself up and down from the top of her shorts to just under her shirt. She sat up straighter and reached under her shirt. She started cupping and running her hands over her tits. She slowed her movements and lifted her shirt enough to fully expose herself to me. She used her thumbs and forefingers to pinch her nipples, and then slid her palms over them, eventually cupping her tits and squeezing them together. As she continued her self-caressing; I continued to slowly stroke myself, not wanting to cum too soon. When she cupped her tits I reached down with my left hand, cupped and fondled my balls. I arched myself so that this would be visible to her. When I looked at her face, she was smiling, watching me closely.

Shae slid her hands down to her shorts. She lifted herself ever so slightly, and pulled her shorts down just a little bit, loosening them. She reached her left hand down to her crotch and slowly started rubbing herself. She was looking directly at me as she rubbed herself. I could see her face start to contort with pleasure as she began to run her fingers in circles around her crotch. My dick was fully erect and I was having a tough time catching my breath. I had never been so excited in quite this way.

Then it happened.

Shae reached her fingers across to the side of the crotch of her shorts and pulled them back, exposing her glorious pussy to me. She leaned forward a bit, as her right hand moved down her thigh to her pussy. She ran her fingertips up and down along her slit until she stopped and slowly opened her lips. She started making quick circles up at the top and started rolling her hips in reaction. Her head rolled back as she took a finger and pushed it inside her pussy. I could see that she had inserted her entire finger and started quickly moving it in and out.

She looked back at me and I did my best to coordinate my stroking with her finger fucking. She then shortened her strokes, keeping her finger buried inside and used her thumb to stroke her clit. I couldn't take it any longer! I could feel it first in my gut, then down to my balls. My orgasm built inside me through my balls and then into my dick. I started stoking myself faster, I stood and moved closer to the computer cam until my dick filled most of the screen. It hit and I shot load after load onto the cam and desk while looking at Shae as she watched and began to climax herself. Her stoking slowed, her ass lifted from the chair; she curled a bit and then convulsed rapidly, two or three times. As I was catching my breath, holding my dick, milking the last of my cum out, she was recovering from her climax. She smiled at me and started to suck the juice from her fingers.

I cleared the cam, then plopped back into my chair and we gazed at each other for a minute or so. Shae leaned forward and said, "I have to go and take a quick shower. I'll see you later ..." she paused.

I said it for her, "I Love you."

We were both leaning forward to disconnect and before doing so, she said, "I love you too Nick."

That was settled.

I cleaned up, took a shower, got something to eat and watched some hoops. My work cell phone rang; it was Jack. He shouldn't have been calling until midweek. With some trepidation, I answered and agreed to meet him at 4:30 at a very public, dockside restaurant. When I asked him what was up, his only reply was, "Business, very profitable business."

I grabbed a beer and sat out on my front porch. The pickup was back in Shae's driveway. The front door opened and she came out and ran across the street. She had on a red tank top, blue gym shorts and white trainers. She came up the steps and sat in the other porch chair. I smiled at her and said, "You know what girl? You amaze me! I can't believe what you, we, just did …"

"You liked it, huh? I've never cum so fast in my life! It was so hot! I gotta tell you something: Some of my dad's friends from work are coming over today, and that means a lot of drinking. Amber isn't going to be home and I know that by nine or so everybody will be gone and mom and dad will be passed out."

I was looking over at her house and asked, "So, what're you thinking?"

"As soon as they're all drunk and passed out, I'll come over here and we can be together."

"I like the way you think! I have some errands to run, but I'll be back in plenty of time."

"Great, but I gotta tell you something: we can't go all the way … you know my thirteenth birthday is coming up, right? Anyway, mom took me to the doctor last week to get me on birth control."

I was visibly surprised by this and she added, "Amber got knocked up when she was thirteen and had to get an abortion, mom says we're not going through that again; so, it was off to the doctor for me. At first I didn't like it … but now, I think it could be worth it; I have just a couple weeks to go to be sure."

"Agreed, no all the way … but I do have some condoms; that would be safe."

"No, when we do it, we're going to do it for real."

"Again, I like the way you think, I have some ideas as to what I'm going to do with you, think you'll be ready?"

She got up, headed for the stairs, looked back at me and said, "I'm not the one who has to be ready. You better go take a nap and make sure you have plenty of strength."

"Hey! Make sure you come to the back door."

The nap idea sounded good, so I went in, set the alarm for three and fell asleep thinking about Shae's thighs wrapped around my head.

A Change of Plans

I had only met Jack once before and that was when I first came to Florida. Since then, we've only spoken on the phone. I've dealt with many of his "minions" throughout the year and everything had gone smoothly, for the most part. There was the one time I was asked, and highly compensated, to make one cheating minion disappear. I didn't like this part of the job, but it needed to be done. I was surprised at how easy it all actually was. Dave had warned me I would likely be tested, and, if I passed, I would be "in."

Our meeting was at a dockside bar and grill. We sat off to the side by the water's edge. Jack is pretty nondescript but has a definite Amer-Asian look to him. We ordered some drinks and appetizers and engaged in small talk until our orders were delivered. We then began to discuss business.

I opened the conversation, "I must admit I was surprised to hear from you on a weekend, I hope there aren't any problems?"

"No, no problems. I want to make a new proposition to you, one that could be very profitable but, at the same time, carries greater risk."

It was time to stop eating and get serious. "You lay everything out, and when you're done; I'll give you a firm answer."

"We want to expand the export side of our business: you're sole responsibility will be in that area. Certain parties are extremely pleased with what you have supplied so far and they wish to place more orders. This would entail you working full time. You'll have to drop whatever else you are doing, go completely off the screen and devote yourself totally to acquiring desired goods."

I leaned back in my chair, gave Jack an interested look and gestured that he continue.

"I will set you up with everything you need. I'll need a list from you by midweek of anything special you will need. You cannot have any outside communications while doing this. You must be completely off the grid. Anything you need taken care of will go through me. If all goes as I anticipate, you could realize seven figure profits, depending on your work. Along with the usual offerings you procure, we will be taking requests for special deliveries and, on some occasions, taking on-line bids for others." Jack sat back, folded his hands and waited for me to speak.

It scared me when it happened, but I felt no guilt or concern when I said, "It's a deal, providing that I have your assurances that I can back out whenever I wish with no repercussions."

"You have my absolute assurance, I don't operate that way. You will be completely shielded from the clients we engage. The only connections will be when you are working."

"Agreed, I'll need a month and a half to get things in order. I have to come up with something at work, but I can handle that. I'll need to tend to my family. One other thing, I'll need a new place to live."

"You will remain here in Florida. I have procured a very comfortable safe house for you to work out of. Very private, very secure. You will still use our personnel, and the other houses for the deliveries. Myra will be your main contact. She will arrange for a housekeeper and coordinate the pick up of any merchandise you happen to have in your possession. There may be times you will have to work out of state. In those cases, we will handle all the logistics. Your job is only procurement and immediate delivery."

"We have a deal." I leaned forward and we shook hands.

I could see that Jack was very pleased. He motioned to a brief case on the chair next to him, "This is for you. Inside you'll find a bonus for your work so far … and a canister of … a … gas … it is experimental. You may find it helpful in your endeavors. If you like it, I can send you more. Suffice it to say, one of your most pleased clients is very high up in a certain nation's defense industry."

I took the case and left. As I drove home, my mind was a whirlwind of plans. Once home I opened the case and counted two hundred grand in cash. The canister had a document wrapped around it. The document explained how the gas worked and the most efficient means of delivery. I stashed fifty grand for myself, and packaged the rest for shipment to my brother. I included a short note saying I would be up to visit in a couple of weeks.

A Visitor in the Night

By now, it was a little after eight and I had to get ready for my visitor. I grabbed a quick shower, shaved, and dressed casually. I poured a glass of wine, sat out on the back patio and, enjoyed the cool evening. Shortly after nine, I heard her walking up the driveway. She came round the corner of the house and headed to the back door. I made a rustling sound with my feet as I leaned forward in the chair and said, "Who you looking for little girl?"

She stopped short, looked my way and, then noticed me. Without missing a beat she said, "Hello mister! I'm a cheerleader with the youth program here in town and I'm looking for people who are willing to support us."

"What sort of support are you looking for? I don't have any money to give … but I'm willing to help in any way I can." As she walked closer, I could see that she was wearing a long sleeve t-shirt, Capri-cut jeans, the ever present trainers and ankle socks. Her hair was partially tied back in a ponytail with tresses framing her beautiful face.

She moved with ease and confidence. The tight fitting clothes she wore, along with the indirect light from the kitchen window, accentuated her petite physique. There was an almost angelic glow to her as she moved closer.

I sat back on my patio chair as she approached and moved next to me. I took her by the waist and moved her to my lap. She put her arms around my neck and said, "I don't need any money mister, what I need is some attention."

We came together in a passionate kiss. My hands roamed freely over her body and she shifted as my growing erection became apparent. She moved to face me and held my head with her hands as her right leg moved across my lap, resulting in a partial straddle position. I couldn't identify the scent she was wearing, but it was heavenly and added an exciting dimension to the totality of the sensual experience. I really liked this little girl! She had become a friend and someone I desired to be with on a deep level. I desired her at many levels. The passion was building in the both of us. I broke it off, and scooped her into my arms and stood up. I took a couple of steps to the door when she shifted to move herself down to a standing position. I stopped and set her down on her feet. She took my hand and led me into the house, through the kitchen and living room, into my bedroom.

She stopped a few feet from my bed and pulled me in front of her so my back was to the bed. We released our hands and I took a knee in front of her. I placed a hand behind her calf and lifted her foot to my knee. I untied and removed her shoe; her pink socks were so cute that I decided they would stay in place. I repeated the process with her left foot. I ran my hands up her legs until they ended up on her hips. I slid her shirt up enough to let me unbutton her pants, pull the zipper down and slowly peal them down. As the pants came down, my eyes were treated to a stunning view. She was wearing white satin bikini panties. There were small random hearts dispersed across the panties. One little heart that caught my eye was strategically placed right in front, at the top of the prominent camel toe formed by her pussy.

As she lifted each leg to finish removing her pants, her panties rode up ever so slightly, resulting in her pussy being prominently encased in the white satin panties. The slimness of her legs combined with her prominent gap, created a highly erotic sight. I leaned forward, and kissed her through the panties while nuzzling my nose around the top of her slit.

She pushed her hips forward, pressing her muffin into my face, but then pulled back. She took my head in her hands and guided me upward. She released my head and lifted her arms up in the air. I slid my hands up from her thighs, over her shapely hips, copped a grab of ass on the way, to her slim waist, and under her shirt. I stood as I moved her shirt upward over her head, and off her arms.

She dropped her arms to her sides and took a small step backwards. She was wearing a matching bra, completing this vision of beauty. The sheer satin bra offered no actual support to her proud perfect breasts. It served to accentuate her tan skin, presenting a view of her dark aureole and erect nipples, hinting at the delights encased in the satin.

Shae ran her hands over her stomach down to her hips and back up over her tits while gazing into my eyes. She said, "I took some of the money I earned, and went to the mall last weekend. I managed to lose mom for a while and bought these for tonight. What do you think? I got them for you."

I sat on the edge of the bed and reached for her. She moved closer. My arms were loosely wrapped around her waist; she placed her hands on my shoulder and kept slightly leaned back. I leaned forward and placed my face deep between her tits into her cleavage. I deeply inhaled her aroma. I placed soft kisses on the insides of both her tits and pulled back. I looked her up and down. She had her back slightly arched as she leaned back, so her pelvis was pushed forward and her pubic mound proudly displayed.

"Shae, I don't know what to say. You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. I don't think I've ever seen anything sexier than you. I love everything! I'm at a loss for words, come here." I pulled her closer and down for a kiss. As we kissed, she pushed into me so I was on my back on the bed. She climbed on top of me and began gyrating her pelvis on my crotch. She stopped and pushed backward so she was sliding down off my body. As she did this, her entire body passed over my semi-erect dick.

As she slid down, she reached for my hands and in a move that surprised me, she stood up and "pulled" me to my feet. With one swift move, she had both my shorts and boxers moving down my legs. She took a knee as I lifted one foot and then the other so she could remove my clothes. I was now more than semi-erect; she stayed on a knee and intently scrutinized what was staring her directly in the face. One hand rose and softly grasped the object of her inspection. Slowly she began a gentle stroking. Her soft hand moved from the base up to the glistening head. She had not said a word; but, rather, as she moved her hand, her head tilted from one side to the other, examining its growth, its leaking precum, and my increasing thrusts in unison with her motions.

Seemingly satisfied, she released my dick and stood, "Nick, would you kneel down so I can take off your shirt?"

No reply was needed; I happily knelt in front of her. As I moved to my knees and raised my arms, she simply lifted my shirt in one swift motion and removed it by the time I was on the floor. So here I sat, completely undressed, on my knees in front of what I saw as the vision of perfection in a twelve-year-old girl, dressed in the sexiest of sheer lingerie. What's a guy to do?

Well, I reached for her and pulled her closer; now it was my turn, down came her panties. As they came down, my eyes were glued to her delightful pussy. Her pubic mound rose from a flat abdomen and had a light dusting of jet black pubic down framing it with a slightly heavier populated area lining up just above her clitoral hood. I lifted her left foot from her panties and moved to the right foot. I slightly crooked my head to get a better view as I raised her right foot from the ground and completely removed the light-as-air panties. As her foot rose, her lips poked out from her slit and slightly opened for me. The dark pink folds were glistening with moisture and parted enough to provide a glimpse of the heaven within.

My left shoulder was still drooped from the panty removal as I placed my right arm around her waist and pulled her forward. I moved my left arm between her legs and lifted her right leg up and onto my left shoulder. I grabbed her ass with my left hand and brought her pussy directly to my mouth. I started to French kiss and eat that delightful muffin like a starving man (which in fact, I was.) My mouth had completely enveloped her and my tongue was circling her heaven hole. As I brought my tongue upward to her nubbin of a clit, Shae pulled my head in tighter and lifted herself, pressing her pussy ever tighter to my face.

She began to scale upwards, arching her back, rolling her hips into my face, and breathlessly repeating, "Nick … oh my god … Nick … more, more …" She moved higher than before and somehow my nose actually slid through her slit and into her love canal. I quickly snorted in as much of her as I could. Her sweet, heady juices and aromas filled my head. I nestled my way to her clit and gave it a licking before I turned my head and sneezed. Using my shirt on the floor, I gave my nose a quick wiping and got back to business. As I did, I glanced up at her; she was looking down at me over those two lingerie-encased tits, with a look of total abandon and sensual arousal. Using her hands, she directed me back to her pussy and lifted herself enough to put her left leg on my shoulder as well. I had to lean back on the edge of the bed as she had herself completely sitting on my face. I was certain I found paradise.

After a minute or two of serious pussy eating, her sliding up and down my face; she began to tighten up around my head and straightened upwards. She began to repeat sweet passionate "Aaahhhs" as she climbed further and then dropped down; she repeated this twice until she stretched, shuddered, clamped her thighs around my head and let out a cry of pleasure. Her pussy juice was flowing and I was savoring every drop. I dug my tongue in one more time, she climaxed almost immediately; this time she was pulling on my hair and began to shake wildly.

I lifted her up and turned to lay her gently on the bed. After a quick wipe of my face and a slug of water, I crawled up to join her. We were facing each other and she moved in to me as I beckoned for a hug. She clung tightly; I ran my left hand up and down her back until I cupped her ass and pulled her tight. Her breathing was returning to normal and she whispered in my ear, "Nick that was the greatest thing that has ever happened to me! My God, I've never felt that before … I love you."

I rolled into her, moving her onto her back; I cuddled her up to me and kissed her. I didn't want to say anything; I wanted my actions to speak for me.

Her hand found its way down to my raging dick. When she touched it I felt a jolt run through my gut; she smiled and said, "It's your turn now." She pushed at me and I rolled onto my back. She slid down and came face-to-face with one of the hardest erections I ever sported. Her hand was slowly stroking my dick as she leaned in and gave the head a kiss. Involuntarily I pushed upward and my dick slid across her face. She ran my dick around her face and then attempted to take it into her mouth. She is so small that after taking the head, there wasn't a whole lot of room for anything else, but she worked at it anyway.

I was loving every minute of this and made sure she knew it. I sat up to get a better view. I ran my hand along her back and undid her bra clasp. With a little moving around, she managed to stay attached to my dick while removing her bra. She was now free of all clothing except for her little pink socks. I ran my hand along her back as she continued to suck my dick. Involuntarily I thrust my hips to meet her sucks.

I reached down for her, and removed her from my dick and laid her on her back. I rolled towards her, rose and reached my left leg over her. I knew exactly what I wanted. I settled down on top of her with my dick nestled between her gorgeous tits. She wasn't certain what I was up to and I didn't bother explaining anything. I lifted her head and slid a pillow under her so that her mouth was inches from the head of my dick.

Satisfied, I took her hands in mine and placed them on her tits. "Now, squeeze your tits around my dick; use your fingers to keep it nestled in."

She smiled as she realized what was happening, "What are you doing?"

"Titty-fucking, and I've dreamed about this for some time." I began to slide my dick back and forth through her cleavage. I reached for her head and pulled it forward as I stroked forward; instinctively she knew to open her mouth and take it in. I pushed further and pulled her head forward until she had no more room. I slid back and humped her tits some more, picking up the pace. With every forward thrust, she attempted to capture my dick with her mouth.

When I did allow her to suck it, I rose forward and escaped from her tits, after I was satisfied with her sucking I withdrew, settled back down into position and continued to fuck her tits. She kept her tits squeezed together and paid close attention to the head of my dick.

It started to happen; the months of desire, the erotic games of teasing, the youth and beauty of the girl under me, the sight of her reaching for my dick with her mouth, all conspired for one glorious moment. My pace quickened. I could feel the buildup. I looked down at her; she was looking up at me with her eyes wide with uncertainty on her face.

I thrust forward, grabbed the back of her head, and without instruction she opened her mouth for my dick just as I exploded in a toe-curling orgasm. She flinched as the first rope of cum shot into her mouth. She coughed, the cum spilled out and over her bottom lip onto her chin. She started to look up at me just as the second rope sailed onto to her upper lip and laid a line down across her mouth to her chin. I sat back and used my hand to jerk out the remainder onto her neck and tits. As I began to slow down, I moved the head of my dick to each of her nipples and spread the remaining squeezes of cum over her tits.

As I regained focus, I saw my beautiful little Shae covered in my love juice, sputtering cum out of her mouth and down the sides of her cheeks. Her hands were suspended over her tits; she did not know what to do next.

"Hang on a second, I'll be right back." I dashed to the bathroom, ran some warm water, wet two face cloths, and grabbed a towel. I returned to her and wiped her face. I handed her the other washcloth and we both cleaned her up nice and tidy. Once toweled off, I lay down next to her and pulled her in close. "That was wonderful Shae. I can't remember being more excited."

"I never expected … I didn't know what was going to happen. I feel great, but I don't think I was as good as I hoped."

I loosened up on her and said, "You were fantastic, I loved giving you pleasure. You're as sexy as hell and I had one of the best orgasms ever!"

She smiled, and said, "Me too, but … I should have swallowed everything. I know that's what I'm supposed to do … but I just wasn't ready and it tasted all kinds of funny; not bad, just different. You're not mad at me are you?"

"Let me tell you something: I could never, ever be mad at you. I love that you chose me to be with; the other thing, swallowing? Next time I'll give you a warning and you can be ready, OK? Anyway, sometimes guys find it real sexy to just cum the way I did. It was very erotic and I'll never forget how you looked just as I was cumming all over you. There are all sorts of ways to play around, and we've only just started."

She pulled herself in close and we held each other for a while. Eventually she said, "I have to get going, I can't fall asleep here; although I really want to." We kissed a bit and then I helped her get dressed. as I helped her I took her little pink socks off her feet and held them away from her. I said, "I'm going to keep these. When you're not available I'm going to use them to jerk off with."

She gave me a queer look and said, "Really, Guys use girls' sock to jerk off with?"

"Hell, they'll use any sock; but, to have your little pink socks, my god!"

"You guys can be some weird pervs at times, all guys?"

"That's right babe, on both counts. Some of us can be real pervs, the rest are dead!"

She laughed and shook her head. Smiling, she asked, "Do you want my underwear or anything? You can have them if you want. I bought them for you."

"Not tonight; but, I'll gladly take them some other time."

I didn't want her to leave, she had worked a magic on me and I was bewitched. We held hands as we made our way to the backdoor and kissed before she disappeared into the night.

I headed to the living room and watched her make her way around her house to her bedroom window. I waited and, thankfully, there were no lights coming on or movements at her house. She was safe. I mixed a drink and sat down. I knew that there could be no future for us; but, I found that I wanted her like no one else. It was impossible though. Not only was there no future, but I had also just agreed to completely drop off the grid and work for Jack in the darkest of businesses. I felt it was all so unfair; but, who the hell ever had life treat them fairly? Fairness is for kids; although, we never outgrow wishing for fairness. How was I going to break from Shae? Was there any way I could have both?

The next day everything was normal. I went about my business in the morning and, in the afternoon, a few of the guys in the neighborhood headed down the block to remove three large old rotting trees from the elderly Mrs. Jameson's backyard. Some of the neighborhood kids, including Shae, gathered to watch and, all-in-all, it turned into a fun afternoon with plenty of neighborliness.

After everything was cleaned up, and the wood stacked for pickup by the county on Monday, everyone headed home. I lagged behind enough so that Shae and I could walk together. She asked, "When can we do that again? I could barely sleep when I got home; I ended up playing with myself just to calm down. I wish I could just spend the night with you."

"Man, I want to take you home right now, (I lightly bumped into her) but … next weekend I have to go to Grove City. I leave Friday afternoon, and get home Sunday morning … how about the following weekend?"

"That's my birthday weekend, although my real birthday is not until Sunday, maybe if mom and dad get drinking … I don't know about Amber though, we'll have to see how that goes. You know … in two weeks, the pills will be working …"

We reached my driveway, I stopped, looked at her, and quietly said, "Yeah, I thought so, I think I know what I'm going give you for your birthday."

Her look was radiant as she turned to me, softly placed her hand on my forearm, and said, "I want to kiss you right here and now, in front of everybody … I don't know if I can wait for two weeks, but I'll try!" With that, she scampered back across the street to home.

I wasn't going to Grove City on Friday. I had a different sort of appointment, one with a thirteen year-old beauty queen an hour away. I'd be back late Saturday night, and I had a plan.

At work on Monday, I told the Principal I would be leaving in two weeks. He assured me it would be no problem. The year was winding down and since this was my first year, the contract contained no constraints regarding my leaving. I still had a few sick-leave days left so I took Tuesday off to take care of one more thing.

Someone Has Been Studying

I'd had my eye on a 250 Honda Nighthawk. It's not very big, but it would give me the right kind of ride I needed for the work I was going to be doing. The one I bought also came with a small trailer for taking it places. I paid cash and was home by noon. The bike and trailer fit perfectly in the garage. After lunch, I went to the garage to work on and clean the bike. I took it for a spin around the neighborhood, and it rode like a dream! I was back in the garage giving it a polish when I sensed someone watching me.

I didn't realize how much time had passed, and there at the garage stood Shae with her oversized backpack hanging from her soldiers. I glanced up at her and said, "Well, hello there beautiful!"

She walked into the garage staring at the bike. "You got a motorcycle? Oh my God! Can I go for a ride? It's really cool." She walked around it, gently touching it as she walked.

"Sure, we can take a ride. But you'll have to clear it first."

I was disheveled, dirty, and sweaty. She stepped right in front of me, and slid her backpack off her shoulders. She was her usual radiant self. She was wearing knee-length, tight, cut-off jeans, and a red, baby-doll type of top that was cinched just below her breasts. Her hair was pulled back from the sides, held with some sort of clasp. I noticed her features appeared to be softer, as if she had matured since Sunday.

"That's why I'm here. Mom has a meeting at the kids' daycare, dads in Carolina or somewhere, and Amber has to stay after for detention. So, there is no one to clear anything with, for about an hour."

My mind began to race: what are the possibilities for the next hour? Just then, she pushed me back two feet or so against the workbench. She picked up her backpack and set it flat in front of my feet, she knelt on it while placing her hands on the top of my jeans. I leaned back against the bench, and placed my hands along the bench. She undid my belt, unbuttoned the top, and had my zipper down in a flash. Looking up at me, she pulled my jeans down to mid-thigh. Her hands ran up the front of my thighs until they reached the top of my boxers. She started to bring them down as well. Just before exposing my dick, she took her right hand, reached in and pulled it out over the top of the boxers. With her left hand, she managed to pull my shorts down and out of the way.

She moved so quickly that I was still flaccid. I asked, "Hey, how about I go get cleaned up a bit and we move inside?"

"No, you stay right there. This is how I want this." She leaned forward with her right hand holding my dick, buried her face alongside my package and inhaled. Looking up at me she said, "You smell like a man, that's what I want. I want to taste a man."

She released my dick from her hand and moved her mouth to the head. With her hands on my hips, she took the entire length into her mouth and started sliding it in and out. I started to get hard. She removed her mouth, lifted my dick with one hand and ran her tongue from the base of the shaft up to the head. Keeping her hand on the shaft, she took as much as she could back in and started to actively suck my cock.

I felt her tongue, her suction, the stroking of her little hand on my shaft. My thighs were flexing and, instinctively, I started thrusting into her mouth. I reached for the back of her head and she pushed my hand away. She was sucking furiously, her body moving in rhythm, up and down with every slide on my dick. Shae brought both hands into play and started to milk my dick as she used her mouth and tongue on the top three inches.

I felt it happening, I warned her, "Get ready, I'm going to cum, Oh my lord! It's going to happen!" I was leaning to one side slightly; waves of pleasure were running through my body. I let out a guttural "Aaaaaah" and it happened. My hips thrust forward, I looked down at her, and my dick let loose. I felt the ass-clenching spasms as I shot my load into her mouth. She was working furiously, trying to keep everything in her mouth, I could feel her swallowing. She failed as some trickled out the sides of her mouth. She kept stroking, sucking, and swallowing. My hips started to pump forward and back and Shae kept pace with them.

Finally, I was through. I bent over her and pulled my hips away from her. She wouldn't let me; her right hand reached around the small of my back and she pulled me back into her mouth. I was getting soft; she sucked almost my entire dick back into her mouth and pulled back letting it slowly slide out.

With her left hand holding my shaft, she looked up at me, swallowed one more time and said, "Now that's what I wanted. I've been thinking about this all day. I couldn't concentrate on anything at school." Looking at her hand, she noticed a small gob of cum in the crook between her thumb and index finger. She backed her hand to her mouth, looking at me, sucked it off her hand and swallowed. She wiped her mouth with her hand and cleaned her fingers as if she just had a bucket of KFC. She leaned forward, gave the head of my dick a kiss, slowly sucked it in, milked it for any late arrivals, released it and stood up. I was speechless. She picked up her backpack, slung it over her shoulders and said, "Any time you want, I'm here for you. You don't even have to ask." She started to walk away.

"Where? How? Where did you learn that?"

She turned, smiled at me and said, "I've been doing some studying; you should search for 'World's greatest blowjob' sometime." Then, with a devilish grin, she added, "Oh, by the way, you owe me a ride on that bike!" With that, she was out the garage and down the driveway.

I stood there dumbfounded and dazed. I felt both drained and marvelous at the same time. I pulled up my clothes, and went about finishing the tasks at hand.

Friday after school, I packed everything I needed for the job. I drove to my favorite beachside hotel, checked-in for the weekend, and headed to my room to get some rest. After grabbing a quick bite to eat, I started out for the night's appointment. This would be my biggest score yet.

An Easy Task, A Hard Job

A few weeks previous I was scanning the regional papers online when I came across an announcement for a preliminary contest for the state teen beauty competition. Pictured in the article was the favorite to win, a beautiful thirteen-year-old blonde named Kirsten. I attended the pageant, and my first impressions were confirmed. She was perfect, almost too perfect. I took a few pictures of her, as well as two other contestants who were in the running for my attention and sent the photos to Jack. He replied that Kirsten alone, could net me at least fifty grand. The other picture I sent to him, of the fifteen-year-old, raven-haired beauty Olivia, was valued in the area of thirty grand. I decided to keep thirteen-year-old, red-haired Pamela for myself.

I had already scouted Kirsten twice. Her family's house was semi-removed from the rest of the neighborhood and easily accessible through the unfenced backyard. No fence, no runs, indicated that there was no dog, another positive for me. My plan was to use the gas Jack had given me. After careful study, I was positive I understood how it should be used.

With the jeep safely parked out of sight, and with me in my 'blacks,' I waited in the brush behind her house until the lights were all out. I waited another hour for the neighborhood to go to sleep before making my way to the side of the house where I could introduce the gas to the interior. Just as I was preparing, I heard a noise from around the corner of the house. Quickly and quietly, I moved back and around to see the source of the sound. There was Kirsten, climbing out her bedroom window.

In this line of work, adapting to the unexpected is a necessity. Once out the window she stood and reached in to lower the window sash. That's when I acted. A quick contact of the stun gun and she was down. Within seconds she was blindfolded, bound and gagged. Her cell phone was in her back pocket; I turned it off, threw it back in her room and closed the window. She was over my shoulder and off we went, through a copse of trees, to the parked Jeep. Safely ensconced under the back seat, Kirsten was on the road to the safe house. She would be out to sea before anyone would bother to knock on her bedroom door.

There is a cold-hearted rush to this job. One must block all feelings, all humanity; it takes its toll. I found out whatever information I needed to know about the target to do the job and that's it! I didn't want to know anything else. I forced myself to concentrate on the money and the thrill of the hunt. Still, it was a tough job.

After making the delivery, I headed back to the hotel. I needed a drink, several drinks, in fact. Sleep would not come without aid. I awoke Saturday afternoon, checked my online account, and sixty grand had been deposited. An extra ten grand was always welcome! I showered, got a bite to eat, and spent some time down by the pool. I had made up my mind as what to do that night. I still wanted to test the gas, and I was missing Shae.

I Came Upon A Midnight Clear

I left the hotel around eleven that night and drove back to my neighborhood. I parked down the street behind an empty house. I changed into my blacks and headed through the neighbor's yards to Shae's house.

I inserted the canister tubing through a small gap by the rear slider. Five minutes to release, thirty minutes to wait; the gas expands, and then dissipates. I removed a screen in the attached garage, jimmied the window and I was in. The house was dead quiet. I checked on the little ones first. They were sound asleep and, to my great relief, still alive. No amount of shaking would wake them. Then, Ted and Nancy's room: same result. Then onto Shae and Amber's room.

I entered the room, Shae was to the left, and Amber to the right. Both were unconscious. Even unconscious, Shae was beautiful. I moved to her bed, and removed the sheet covering her. She was on her back, wearing a simple white nightshirt with a plunging neckline. I sat next to her, ran my hand alongside her face and down to the neckline of her shirt. I caressed her breasts through her shirt. I attended to her nipples and brought them to life. They were at attention in no time. I rose and dropped my sweatpants. I was already erect. I sat back down and ran my left hand across her body while stroking myself with my right.

I released myself and with both hands pulled the nightshirt up and, her panties down. I spread her legs, and caressed her pussy while stroking myself. My thumb caressed her clit as my finger worked its way into her silken cave. I placed one finger, then two fingers inside of her. She was wonderfully tight, moist, and warm. Her breathing deepened and she moved slightly in response. Her vagina was getting wetter and warmer as I continued my manipulations. I sought out that special place inside her and she responded with rolling hips. I knew that the time had come. I removed my fingers from Shae and rose over her.

I turned and headed to Amber's bed. I threw back the sheet, rolled her over on her stomach, and lifted her by the waist. Amber was wearing standard pajamas. I pulled the bottoms down. Using Shae's moisture on my fingers, the precum leaking from my dick, and a small tube of lube I brought with me; I lubricated myself and her asshole. I positioned myself properly and drove the head of my dick into Amber's ass. I pressed further, there was enough lubrication to ease my efforts, but, it was a tight, unaccommodating asshole; just like her. I kept pumping, and soon I was buried deep in the little bitch's ass. I was holding her in position with my hands, and driving harder and harder into her. I looked down and saw small streaks of red on my dick. Amber was a bitch, but a good-looking bitch with a very fine ass. I fucked her ass harder. I felt the build up and shortly I was pumping loads of cum into her. I stayed deep inside until I was completely finished.

I pulled out, and quickly pulled up my sweats. I held Amber's ass closed as I moved her panties and pajamas back in place. I laid Amber on her side, her legs together, covered her up and headed over to Shae. I replaced her nightclothes, gave her a soft kiss and then left the house the same way I entered. In a short while, I was back at my hotel room and settled down with a drink. Sleeping that night was not a problem. Although I was anxious to get back home tomorrow and see what, if anything was going on.

A Rough Day in the Neighborhood

I got home in the late morning. Shae and her family were still at church so I had time to handle some chores. I noticed that the garden beds had been freshly weeded. That meant Shae would be coming over for her pay.

Around noon, I poured a fresh cup of coffee, grabbed the Sunday paper and went out to the front porch for what would appear to be a normal Sunday. Shortly thereafter, Nancy's minivan pulled into their driveway and everyone piled out, except for Ted and Amber, who were nowhere to be seen. Shae was as pretty as a picture in her Sunday dress. She spotted me, waved, and scampered inside.

In a few minutes, she had changed into her standard shorts and tank top and was walking over to my house. I had already set an envelope on the side table containing five twenty dollar bills. Shae came up the stairs and sat in the chair opposite me. She noticed the envelope and said, "My pay for the week?"

"Yes, and there is a little extra in there for your savings account."

"You are the perfect boss of all time! So, how did the workshop go?"

"Really, really good; I think I may be better at teaching teachers than actually teaching. I went for dinner last night at a real fun sort of country place not too far away. I know you love country stuff, you would really like it."

"Maybe you can take me there some time."

"I was wondering if you could make yourself free today so we can take a ride on the bike."

"Yes! But … I have to see how things are at home …"

"What's going on?"

Shae leaned forward and, in a voice and manner that obviously meant she was telling me a secret, said, "Amber woke up today and her ass was killing her. She ran to the bathroom and had all sorts of problems; she actually started bleeding a bit. I heard mom saying to dad that she thinks Amber either let someone do something to her, or she did something to herself … God is she ever pissed. Anyway, they were thinking of taking her to the hospital but she seems to be getting better. She's been in bed whimpering all morning."

With a conspiratorial smile on my face, I leaned in and said, "Hmmm … who knows, maybe that stick she has had up her ass all this time has moved or something."

Shae let out a laugh, and then got serious and said, "Yeah, but she is hurting. I'll see how she is doing before I ask about the ride, OK?"

I couldn't help but admire her; she has a sense of right and wrong I had surrendered a long time ago.

She lightened up, and with her eyes shining and, back in her secret-sharing voice, she said, "I had a wonderful dream last night, and you were in it."

For several reasons, I was now very interested, "Are you going to tell me about it?"

"I only know that I feel you were in it. I had a dream with the most wonderful feelings, we were making love and you only cared about me. You made love to me, it wasn't just sex, and it was love I felt. Did you sneak into my dream?"

"I wish I could visit you in your dreams, what a rush that would be! I'll say that if you dreamt it, then it is real, everything you described is exactly how I feel. Now, let me show you something in the front garden, and then in the back."

She smiled, took the envelope and we walked to the front garden. We looked at the garden and I said, "OK, we'll stand her for a just a little while longer while I point at things that aren't there … now you put your hands on your hips and act like I'm showing you a mistake."

Shae performed like a star. I said, "Alright, let's walk to the back yard where I'll show you something else." We walked up the drive to the back yard. Once hidden from view, I bent down, she wrapped her arms around my neck, and we folded into each other for a deep kiss. I cupped her ass with my right hand and lifted her off the ground. We continued our kiss until we both broke off at the same time.

I told her, "See about taking the ride, I'm thinking I might want to head over to the Colusa Preserve and ride around there."

I set her down; she straightened herself out, looked up at me and said, "You better plan on me being on the back of that bike. No way I'm missing this." She turned, and headed out the driveway.

About an hour later, Ted came over and knocked on the door. I invited him in and he readily accepted the offered beer. We sat in the kitchen and he asked, "I want to make sure you're OK with Shae coming along for a bike ride, I mean … she can be a bit bossy and I don't want her pestering you."

"Hell, Ted, she's no problem. As a matter of fact, it's really my own doing. She saw the bike the day I first got it and she really thought it was cool. I was so proud of it I said you'll have to come for a ride some time, well, you know her …"

Ted cut me off with a laugh and said, "Yeah boy! You stepped in it with that one! So, you going to head over to the Preserve? That'll be a nice ride. You know I used to … "

Ted went on for a half hour and two more beers. I didn't give a shit; he was sitting there and, for all intents and purposes, was handing his daughter over to me. He commented that he noticed I hadn't drank anything and thought that was real responsible of me. He finally stood up and made his way to the door. He stopped at the door and asked, "When y'all leaving for the preserve?"

With a laugh, I told him, "Whenever the boss is ready!"

He hesitated a moment and said, "Don't worry about being gone too long. We have to deal with some business with Amber. I swear that girl is going to put me in my grave."

I nodded in understanding and then asked, "Would it be alright if we stopped for some dinner?"

"You go right ahead, she thinks the world of you and I know she would be tickled pink if you took her for some dinner."

Ted hitched up his britches and headed down the driveway to home. I didn't envy him regarding Amber; but, I couldn't contain a gratified smirk as I turned to head back inside.

Taking a Ride

In twenty minutes, Shae appeared at my door. She was wearing a nylon sweat suit outfit, had her hair back in a ponytail, and new pink tennies.

"So, gorgeous … ready to hit the road?"

"I am so ready! I've never been on a motorcycle before. Dad says he used to own one, mom said they used to take lots of rides together. I can't wait!"

"Yeah, I heard all about it."

Within minutes we were headed for the Preserve. Shae was clinging to me as we rode. I had to fight to pay attention to the road as her rock hard tits were firmly planted in my back. When we arrived at the preserve, we parked the bike and got oriented. Since the speed limit is only twenty, I asked her if she wanted to sit in front of me instead of in back.

"You don't ever quit, do you Nick? Is it safe, or are you just wanting me between your legs?"

"Now listen here, girly-girl, of course it's safe, you'll just enjoy the ride better with a view from the front; besides, I can show you how the bike works. To tell you the truth, if there is going to be anyone getting between any one's legs, it'll be me between yours!" With that I climbed back on the bike and made room for her. She was so petite that she didn't take up much room at all.

I couldn't help myself; I slid forward so that my crotch was firmly pressed against her ass. She leaned back into me and purred, "Now that does feel a lot better."

Off we went! There were miles of road and "off-road" tracks open to us. I took a scenic loop around the main area of the preserve and stopped at a trailhead leading to an observation deck. We had the opportunity to stroll the trail and, eventually, the raised wooden boardwalk. We walked hand-in-hand with our fingers intertwined. We chatted about what we saw and how important it was to preserve natural lands. We walked like lovers do, close together, laughing, pulling at each other. We reached a secluded part of the trail and I released her hand. I lifted and placed her on the flat board top of the walkway railing. She opened her legs for me as I moved closer to kiss her. I can't repeat enough just how beautiful this girl is! The fact that she had chosen me both scared and excited me. Our kiss was soft, gentle, and passionate. We pulled tightly together and the heat started to turn up.

I broke our kiss and said, "Come with me, I know the perfect place."

We headed back to the bike; she climbed on the back and hugged me tightly with her head lying against my back. I drove to a seldom used track that leads to a small grassy bluff overlooking an out of the way pond created by a sinkhole. I've been here many times before and found it to be one of the most peaceful and private places in the state. Many a "date" had been consummated there.

Sadly, that was not my intention. I needed to tell Shae that I would be leaving. I wanted her to know all the facts, at least the facts I could tell her. I had a pretty good cover story for her and only hoped she'd understand. I had come to terms with the fact that she would likely hate me and I would never get what I wanted; but, I needed to be as above board as possible.

I took a small cooler and blanket from the saddlebag and led her to the soft grassy area. We relaxed and ended up next to each other in a gentle embrace. Before things went any further I said, "We need to talk about something and it is very important." I released her and sat up. She moved so she was sitting cross-legged right in front of me.

"You'll need to listen closely to what I have to say. It's very important. You have to swear that this stays between us, it can't go any further."

"Sure, I've become pretty good at keeping secrets. I'm practically an expert liar now. What's the matter?"

She didn't mean it, but that comment really hurt. I had turned her into an expert liar. I know I could not be good for her. Regardless, I said, "You know the other job I have, the one that takes me away?" She nodded, "Well, it has nothing to do with teaching or school or anything. I work for the government and I'm tracking down some very bad people. I've been investigating a lot of things across the state, and I've been ordered to go undercover and finish the job. I have to leave."

Now I wanted some reaction from Shae. She was mulling over what I told her, but she wouldn't look me in the eyes.

She blurted out in anger, "You're leaving?! You can't leave me … I don't believe you!"

"I've been given my orders; this is what I do. I never wanted to hurt you."

"No! You're a teacher! You're not a cop. You're just making up a story so you can drop me because I'm not good enough for you!" She stood, backed away, and yelled, "You're a fucking liar! You've turned me into a liar! You just wanted to play around with a little girl! I fucking hate you!" She turned from me, walked a few steps away and started to cry.

I stood, walked over to her and stood just behind her, "Shae, it's my fault entirely! I hoped, I wanted, that we would have more time together." I fell to my knees and wrapped my arms around her waist. She didn't resist when I pulled her close. "You have done nothing wrong. You're right; I've been bad for you. I don't deserve you." I laid my head across her back. I could feel tears starting to well up in my eyes.

Shae reached down, wrapped my arms in hers and pulled them tighter as she leaned back into me. "Isn't there anything you can do? What if we make love right here, right now? Will you stay? I'll work for nothing! I'll do anything you want; maybe you can tell them you won't leave?"

My response was to hold her firmer.

She started to sit back into me and slid downward. I loosened my arms a bit and we wound up spooned together. I held her tight and gently rocked her as we both considered what we would do about this new situation. Shae let out a deep sigh and asked, "Is this what my life will be like? I mean, will it be filled with great times and crappy times? Happiness and disappointment?"

"Shae, they come hand-in-hand, it's almost like one requires the other. I'm not at all happy about this, I couldn't think of any way around it, and I couldn't think of any other way to tell you." I loosened my grip and helped her turn sideways in my lap. "I know I haven't …" She cut me off.

"Nick, I was mad, I didn't mean what I said. I didn't know what I was saying; I just wanted to hurt you. I'm sorry." She snuggled in closer and asked, "Is there any way we could figure out some way to see each other once in a while? I mean you have to get a break some time. Right?"

"There might be a way, but we would have to be very careful. You need to understand that this work is very dangerous and there is no way I could let anyone know about you or your family. I couldn't live with that."

We sat for a while just holding each other. Eventually I told her that we needed to get going. We walked hand-in-hand in silence back to the bike and left the preserve. I took her to the nice country-style restaurant I told her about. We ordered a selection of appetizers to share, instead of dinners. Shae's mood started to improve; her talk during dinner was animated and almost returned to normal. She retold the events from the night before, and quietly provided greater detail when telling me about her dream. She was adding her own details, obviously more than what she actually remembered from the dream. I listened to her intently, she was telling me without knowing it, exactly how she wanted her first time to be.

When we got back to the bike in the parking lot Shae paused and said, "Nick, I don't want you to leave, but I guess there isn't much we can do about it. I still want us to be together before you go. I know you are supposed to be my first … my first love …. and, my first … lover. Do you promise you'll try to make it so we can see each other? At least just a little bit?"

I put my hands on her shoulders and said, "I promise, with all my heart, I promise. I won't say anything else about us seeing each other until I know exactly what I can arrange. OK?"

With a smile, she agreed and we headed home.

When we got to Shae's house I pulled up the driveway, turned off the bike, helped her off and then dismounted myself. The whole family came out to greet us, everyone that is, except for Amber. Ted and Nancy were very animated asking Shae about her ride and the little ones wanted to sit on the bike and pretend they were driving. Shae was excitedly telling her folks about the ride and our dinner. Ted walked over and thanked me for showing her such a nice afternoon. He then leaned in to me and asked if we could have a few moments in private a little later. I told him sure, and suggested he come over to my place in a half hour. I also added that I wanted to speak to him about something.

Things Fall Into Place

A half hour later, Ted was at my door. We sat in kitchen and he readily took the offered beer. We idly chatted for a few minutes and I asked him, "So, Ted, what's up? Is there something I can help you with?"

Ted took a long pull on his bottle, sighed, and said, "Well, I don't know if Shae mentioned anything, but we had a situation with Amber today."

"Ted, Shae didn't say anything, but you mentioned something about Amber earlier. As a rule, I don't put my nose in other people's business."

"Good rule to have, my man. Anywho, Amber has been hard to handle her whole life. We don't know what, but she got mixed up in something last night that we're very concerned about. No matter what, she won't tell us the truth and just lies to us. Saying she has no idea why she's in her condition."

"What condition Ted? If you would prefer not to say, that's OK, but if you want me to help …"

"She's back to being sexually active and we figure she's gotten into anal sex and God only knows what else!"

"Christ, Ted, that's some serious shit! How can I help?"

"Well, you being a teacher and all, you know a lot more about these kids today than we do. We think we know what we want to do, but we decided to ask you what you thought."

"Ted, she's your daughter, and you and Nancy have the right to decide whatever y'all want, as long as it doesn't harm the child. So, what are you guys thinking?"

"Thanks for the support, man. Anyway, Nancy has a cousin who runs a home for girls up in Georgia. It's tucked away near a little town in the middle of nowhere. Nancy called her cousin and said that she said she would take Amber in and work with her until she changes her ways. Now this cousin of Nancy's is a good Christian lady and she has some strict rules, stricter than we could ever be. Anyway, we're thinking that after Shae's birthday party, we'll take her up there and check her in."

"That's a hell of a thing Ted. You know, I think you might have come up with a fine answer. It could just work! Sometimes they need to find out first hand just how thankful they need to be for what they have. You need to make sure you visit her often and keep the lines of communication open."

"Good, I thought we were on the right track. So what did you want to tell me?"

I figured I would keep my story the same with Ted as with Shae. I went about with my story and Ted was enthralled. He asked if I had a badge, not to check my identity, but to see a Federal agent's badge. I told him that I wasn't allowed to have it with me in my current assignment but could have it in an hour if he wanted to see it. He then asked the usual shit about adventures, arrests, and shootings. I bullshitted with the simplest answers I could come up with. I think I became his hero that afternoon.

I swore him to secrecy and then told him that I had shared the secret with Shae and that I was telling him so he would know the truth of what was going on if she started acting different or odd.

As he was leaving, he stopped, stood in silence for a moment, looked back at me and asked, "Next week when we take Amber to Georgia, we were thinking the little ones would come along but we really don't want Shae to see what's going to happen … would you be able to take her in for a couple of nights? She would love to spend the time with you, and, hell, you being a cop and all, I can't think of a safer place for her."

I thought, 'Jesus Christ, what a fucking idiot!' I asked, "What about her friend that comes around? Wouldn't she be better off at her house?"

He replied, "Hell no! We've met her parents and we think they may be on crack or something. Are you sure you can't help?"

"Ted, with everything you and Nancy are going through, I would be a real asshole if I turned you down. Sure, she can stay here."

"Great! It was Nancy's idea actually, but it sounded good to me. Now I feel even better about it. Don't worry; I won't say a thing to her about you though. This'll just be between us men. We can't say anything to Shae about this Amber thing until it happens; so Nick, keep it to yourself, OK?"

"No problem Ted, no problem." Now I needed a beer.

Making Arrangements

The next few days moved along pretty simply. I cleared out of my classroom at work, started to organize my possessions for the upcoming move and left a message with Jack saying I needed to speak to him. Shae and I were able to sneak a few moments together, but really didn't have much time.

Jack returned my call and I told him I wanted to inspect the house he had procured for me. He agreed to send me the directions and meet me there Saturday morning. On Saturday, I received the directions as promised and drove the hour to the house. It was a gated, nondescript, but somewhat fashionable-looking place along the intercoastal waterway. When Jack arrived, he punched in the key code and we drove onto the property. There was a small caretaker's cottage that could also be used as a guesthouse if needed. The main house itself was a two-story structure, the kind that has the garage and storage areas on the first floor and the main living areas on the second. We entered through the garage. Jack showed me the two modified storage rooms that could double as "holding rooms," if needed, or as guest rooms, if I wished. They had all the necessities, as well as being soundproof and very secure.

The upstairs was tastefully furnished and provided ample living space. Large sliding glass doors opened to a deck that extended the length of the house and provided access to the backyard, pool, and dock. Moored alongside the dock was a very nice boat, a style of which I was unfamiliar. Jack told me it was designed and built in Oregon. The boat was 21 feet in length; it had a wide beam, and a nice little cabin, which was also modified for special purposes. The design was such that it could handle open water, as well as navigate the shallows.

I was very pleased with the house, the boat, the privacy, and the relative closeness to Shae. Jack told me that I could move in whenever I wished and tossed me the keys. I looked around; planning, always planning. My first order of business would be to change all the electronic security devices, locks, and thoroughly scan the place for any eavesdropping equipment. Later, it took a week of work, but I was eventually confident everything had been removed. Jack was not pleased, but he settled down when I basically told him to go fuck himself. I knew I was too valuable to him to be alienated.

I would be near enough to Shae that, if I wanted, we could see each other with relative ease.

Shae's Birthday

A couple of times Shae had mentioned that she would like to have a beach bike some day. I checked with Ted and Nancy and, while they both thought it was a bit expensive, they approved of me getting her the bike. I purchased an appropriate size and style for a thirteen-year-old girl. I met with my bank connection and set up my going away gift for her as well. I opened a college account for her and her younger brother and sister. I later told Ted about the account and explained that withdrawals could only be made through my banker and each outlay of funds could only be used for documented educational needs. I wasn't going to let him and Nancy drink the money away or spend it on Amber. What I didn't tell him was that I had set it up so that once little Teddy turned eighteen; all funds would revert to Shae's control.

As pitiful as it was, all I had to offer her for the future was money.

Shae's birthday party was Saturday. It was a lovely spring day, perfect for a girl's birthday party. I went about my usual business, taking care of household chores and completing the process of organizing the stuff I would be moving. Across the street, different preparations were being made. Shae was going to have friends over early in the afternoon and they would stay through dinner and cake. Family friends and relatives would arrive for dinner and stay longer. Dinner was going to be standard outdoor grilling food: hot dogs, hamburgers, ribs, and chicken, along with various salads and sides. I offered to help with the grilling and Ted readily accepted.

Shae came over a little after noon to check on me. She came into my kitchen and practically leapt into my arms. She was dressed in her standard shorts and tank top attire with her hair in a ponytail. We locked in a deep and passionate kiss. Her legs were wrapped around my waist and I held her high by cupping her ass. I slid my fingers inside her shorts and felt her soft skin as I held her. Eventually she looked at me and said, "I can't believe it's already here! I've been waiting for this day my whole life! Tonight will be great! I am so happy! Where's my present? Do you have it here?"

"You're not the only one who has been waiting for this day; I don't think I'll be able to wait until tonight!" I carried her across the kitchen and sat her on the counter with her back to the backyard window. "Your present? I don't seem to remember, why should you be getting a present."

She tapped my arm and said, "Oh, come on! You know very well, you told me you had something for me."

I glanced over her shoulder and looked out the window into the backyard. "Well, I'll be damned! Looks like somebody left something in my yard … you know anything about that?"

She turned, looked, and let out a scream. Grabbing me, she started covering my face with kisses and excitedly said, "Oh … My … God! You are the greatest! I love it! I can't believe you remembered! It's just what I wanted!" She planted one more wet kiss on me, and we, she, ran out to the backyard. After some more gushing, I told her to ride it home and that I would be over in a little while.

Straddling the bike Shae looked at me and said, "This is wonderful, Nick! I'm going to take a spin around the neighborhood and then I have to get home and get ready for company. I went shopping and got a brand new dress for today and ... some special items for us later. Now come here and give me one more kiss."

We had a nice, deep kiss and I took the opportunity to feel her up as we kissed. I caught her by surprise and she jumped back a bit and scolded me for being so fresh. Happily, for me, she didn't push my hand away as it caressed her right tit. I moved my hand away, stepped back, and said, "Happy birthday Shae, to the most marvelous girl I know!" That earned me an "Awww" and another affectionate kiss. She smiled and rode out the driveway.

The early part of the party was quite delightful. Shae had invited several of her little cheerleader friends to the party and it was a vision of what paradise must be. I sat with Ted, for awhile, and idly chatted while watching the girls. Sadly, there were no water sports requiring bikinis this day, but they were all dressed up in tight, fashionable outfits. For a short while, I felt there was a contest to see which one could catch my eye. They were all winners, although there was only one champion.

Shae was dressed in a tight blue skirt and sleeveless white top. The clothes hugged her body revealing her enticing curves. I did take special notice of two of the girls. Mychaela was a drop dead gorgeous black girl and Ka'lei, a thin, exotic Hawai'ian, who recently moved to Florida. I didn't know what the market would be for these girls, but I knew that one of them would end up satisfying me at some time and the other would soon be off to parts unknown. Although I ached for Mychaela, I knew she would bring the largest profit.

Eventually Ted and I were grilling and more adults were showing up. We ate, drank, sang happy birthday, had cake and gave Shae gifts. The girls eventually left, the adults and cousins slowly made their farewells and were gone. Ted and Nancy were both smashed by time the last guests left and we sat outside while they proceeded to drink everything available.

All day and night Amber was either absent from the festivities or quietly in the background. As Ted and Nancy were finally heading in to bed, Shae came out and told me that she wouldn't be able to get away tonight. Amber was wide wake and there was no way she could sneak out. I told her that it was OK and not to worry. I promised her we would have plenty of time. She gave me a questioning look but all I said was, "Happy birthday, beautiful! I promise it'll all be OK tomorrow and … I now know that we'll be able to see each other after I leave."

She brightened, reached up to give me a kiss and said, "That's all I really wanted for my birthday."

Time Together

I was up early on Sunday. I went for a run and when I got home poured myself some coffee, picked up the paper and sat out on the front porch. A little later Shae came across the street and asked, "Nick, do you know what's going on? Something's going on with Amber. They told me to get my things together and that I'm going to be spending a couple of days with you. What's happening?"

I explained the whole situation to her. She wasn't really upset or angry. She sat down in the other porch chair and gave the whole situation some thought. Finally, she looked up and said, "None of this is really fair … but she totally brought all of this on herself. She's driven everyone crazy. She might have been a problem, but in many ways she's actually not as bad as everyone thinks she is. I think mom and dad are right about this though. They aren't that strict and she needs someone to set some boundaries for her." With an emerging smile on her face, she added, "So, we get to spend today, tonight and most of tomorrow together, with no one else around?"

Smiling, I replied, "That is exactly what I was thinking. So, what do you want to do?"

Laughing, she replied, "I think we should fool around, then fool around some more, maybe get something to eat, and then really fool around."

"When is everyone leaving?"

"In about an hour. I need to go get some things together and head over here after they leave."

"I'll grab a shower and make sure everything is ready for you."

Shae looked down and said, "Nick, I've been doing some reading about the 'first time.' We need to talk about it. You've done this before and I haven't. I hear it can hurt and I'm so small and you're so big. I'm excited, but also kind of scared. Maybe more scared than anything. I want to make you happy, and be perfect, but I just don't know if I can."

"Shae, be yourself, I would never hurt you: remember, you're going to experience something new and beautiful. If you decide you're not ready, we won't go all the way, OK? Whatever, don't worry about perfection or being perfect. It'll be … right … that's it, we are just plain and simply right for each other and this will be righteous."

She stood, looked me in the eyes, smiled and walked down the steps. She stopped, looked back at me and asked, "Are you nervous?"

"Yes, I am, everything you're thinking and wondering about … I'm worrying about too. But I'm convinced that we are meant to be where we are."

She looked down, looked back at me, and smiled. She said, "I'll see you in a bit!" and skipped off to her home.

I went inside, took my shower and was starting to straighten up around the house when I heard a knock at the door. It was Nancy, I invited her in.

Nancy had her eyes down and looked like she had been through hell. I took her by the shoulder and guided her into the kitchen, "Have a seat Nancy, I just made some coffee, care for a cup?"

She finally looked up and simply nodded her head. I poured a cup for her and one for myself, sat down at the table across from her and asked, "Nancy, this has had to be one rough weekend for you. Is there anything I can do for you?"

She replied, "Can I see where Shae will be sleeping?" I could hear the Mountaineer in her voice, and she hadn't been drinking.

"Of course, come with me." I led her to the guestroom. Everything was all in order, there were towels at the foot of the bed, clean sheets and pillowcases, and the room was freshly cleaned.

Nancy walked through the room touching items, here and there, without saying a word. She looked at me and asked, "You got enough food?"

I took her back to the kitchen and showed her the supplies I recently picked up.

She appeared pleased to see fresh milk, fruit, and salad fixings. "Nick, you appear all ready. You've been a great help to us at this difficult time." She came forward and gave me a hug. I tried my best to reassure her, but she was getting more emotional with every passing second.

She pulled away and started to the front door. I could hear quiet sobbing. I got to the door in time to hold it open for her. She stepped out, paused, turned to face me, but lowered her eyes once again. In almost a whisper, now with a much stronger accent, she said, "I was her age when … (now looking up at me) … my uncle … he was so kind … I was his favorite … (looking back down and then quickly back up) … don't hurt my baby, she loves you … you had better treat her right."

Jesus H. Christ on a bicycle! What the fuck do you say to that?! I stood in silence, but never took my eyes off her. "Nancy, you need to think about Amber and what she is going through, don't worry for one second about Shae. She is really very important to me and I wouldn't hurt her for anything in the world."

Nancy came forward and gave me a hug. She knew what was going to happen to her daughter while they were gone, and had just given me her blessing.

Shae's Time

Shortly, they pulled out the driveway and left for Georgia. As soon as they were out of sight, Shae was hurrying across the street carrying a small weekender bag. I met her at the front door and took her bag. We entered the living room, I set the bag down and we folded into each other's arms. Our kiss was hungry, deep, and passionate. We fell onto the couch without breaking our kiss or embrace. Finally, with Shae on top of me, we broke off the kiss. She said, "I thought they would never get out the door! They really didn't want to take Amber away, but they knew they had to. Mom and Amber were really crying. I had to hide in my room with the little ones. Amber came in, said goodbye, then mom took the kids and got them loaded up. Mom gave me a really long hug, and then looked at me in the weirdest way. She kissed me and said she loved me."

"Now that couldn't have been easy for anyone: c'mon, let's get you squared away and then we need to run a couple of errands."

She was surprised when I led her to the guest room. I explained that now and then everyone needs a little privacy and alone time. She liked that and was even more pleased when I added that I didn't expect her to spend much time at all in the guestroom.

I wanted us to spend some time together so I surprised her with a little shopping spree. I knew her family primarily went to Walmart, so we visited Target. Shae was extremely happy when I told her to go pick out some things for herself. I picked up a couple of t-shirts and visited the small grocery in the store. She was waiting by the checkout area when I was finished with my shopping. She had picked out two pair of shorts with matching shirts and a few items she didn't want me to see. We were very circumspect with our behavior while in public.

We stopped at a roadside barbeque place for some dinner and then headed home. Once inside, Shae ran to her room with her bags. I went to the kitchen and prepped some fun food for later on. As I waited on the couch in the living room for her to return, I could hear her moving back and forth between the bathroom and the guest room. Eventually, she called out, "Nick, are you ready?!"

"I've been ready for a while, come on out here!" When she entered the living room, she took my breath away. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail; wispy tresses fell in front of her ears and framed her beautiful face. She wore the lightest of make-up. Her lips were red, her eyelids dark, and her complexion, flawless! She was wearing a red, mid-length, kimono-like robe, wrapped at the waist with a sash. "Come over here beautiful."

She crossed the room towards me. I sat forward on the couch and spread my legs as she approached. As she neared, I wrapped my arms around the small of her back and reached up for a kiss. She had to bend a little so her lips could reach mine. As we kissed, I pulled her in tightly and she leaned into me, pushing me backward onto the couch. My right hand ventured downward until I was caressing the back of her thigh. My hand moved upward and under her robe, finding her marvelous panty-encased ass.

I slid my hand up, tracing my index finger along the crack of her ass until I reached the top of her panties. We were still kissing, and Shae was writhing on top off me, as I carefully gathered up the panties in my hand, causing them to pull tight from her pussy through her ass. I pulled and tugged gently as she moaned in response to my manipulations.

I released her panties from my grip and sat back up. I placed my hands on her waist and assisted her in standing. The belt of the robe had come loose so I untied it and pulled the robe back and off her shoulders. Tonight she was wearing a sheer red panties and bra set. My manipulations had driven the front of the panties deep into her slit, creating a very graphic camel-toe for my visual enjoyment. The bra was sheer enough that her puffed out areolas were plainly visible and her erect nipples appeared to be trying to push their way out. Her breasts were simply perfect. I glanced up at her with my face in a full smile. She gazed down upon me with a look of pleasure and confidence.

I leaned in and gently nibbled on her nipples while fondling her firm breasts. I placed a kiss on each breast and leaned back to look up at her again. She had her hands resting on my shoulders as I said, "One day I was working in the garage and the most beautiful girl in the world strolled in and interrupted me."

"Yeah? How did she do that?"

"I'll tell you, she pushed me back against the table and pulled my pants down. Then she knelt down in front of me."

"Sounds kind of nice, what happened next?"

"So, this unbelievably beautiful girl took my dick out and gave me the world's best blowjob. I couldn't believe that it was happening to me."

Shae was smiling and slowly swaying side to side when she asked, "So, this girl, the beautiful girl, did she make you happy … was she real good at what she did?"

"I couldn't have been happier! She was the best! She didn't spill one drop! When she finished, she got up, and just walked out. But, while leaving, she told me she would be there for me again, whenever I wanted. I wouldn't even have to ask."

I stood up in front of Shae and she placed her hand on my crotch to feel my erect dick straining at my jeans. As she started to undo my pants, she glanced up and asked, "So, do you want the full treatment?" I eagerly nodded my head. She smiled, looked back down and continued until my jeans, boxers, shoes and socks were on the floor. I turned her so that I was now facing the couch. I placed my hands on her shoulders and sat her on the couch. This put my erect cock directly in front of her face.

She looked at it, then up at me, and then back at it. She reached out her hands and wrapped them around my shaft. She gave my dick four full, gentle strokes and leaned in and gave it a kiss. She glanced up at me and asked while moving her mouth to the head of my cock, "Did that girl do something like this?" She opened wide and took in as much of me as she could. Her mouth was stretched, warm, wet, and filled with the head of my dick and some the shaft. She began a rhythmic stoking with her mouth and hands. Reflexively I responded by pushing my hips forward and back as her mouth made love to my cock.

She started to slow down slightly and moved her left hand from my cock to my balls. She regained her oral intensity as she fondled my nut sack. I was starting to feel slightly lightheaded. I reached both hands over her shoulders and down to the clasp on her bra. I unhooked the bra and helped her shrug it off. I pulled my dick out of her mouth and stood her up. I dropped down and peeled her moist panties down and off her. I slowly stood back up marveling at every inch of her as I rose. I held her, turned, and slouched down on the couch. I positioned Shae on the couch so that she was to my right, on her knees, facing me.

My right hand roamed freely across her body as I stroked my wet dick with my left hand. My hand finally came to rest on the back of her neck. I held my cock straight up at the base with my left hand. Shae gave me a bit of a nervous look as I started to gently push her face downward to my cock. Her mouth opened and I slid my cock into her. She moved her left hand to my cock to replace mine, and went back to work.

I sent my right hand back to its voyage of exploration until it alit on a warm, wet, cavity, directly between her legs. My fingertips slid around until the entrance was open and they could venture into the darkness. The brave index finger went first, followed by the middle finger, and then they were joined by the ring finger. The space was tight and there appeared to be little room for exploration, but explore they did. They pushed deeper as the walls expanded and permitted entry. They encountered high levels of heat and, when the moist slickness increasingly lubricated the tunnel, movement in and out was facilitated.

Shae started to roll her hips back as my fingers slid in and out of her pussy. She increased the intensity of her sucking and stroking and started to slide down on her right side. I forgot about my fingers in her pussy as I started to pump my cock in and out of her mouth. I couldn't hold off any longer and released all control over my lower extremities. I shot forth load after load of my cum into her mouth. She struggled mightily to contain all of it, but there was simply too much cum for her to handle.

I rolled more to my back so that any extra would land on me and not get mixed up in her hair or on the furniture. She moved into a better position and started to lick up the extra cum and milk the remainder out of my slowly softening cock. I laid back and watched her as she cleaned me with her tongue. She finally turned, moved up to face me and asked, "Did that girl do better than that?"

"Hold on a second and let me catch my breath … Oh no, she was great, but you are fabulous! That was awesome!"

She snuggled up on my chest and we laid there contentedly for a while. She stirred, looked up at me, and asked, "Should we head to the bedroom?"

I glanced down at her and took a moment to take in the beauty that was Shae. I couldn't help but sigh a little, then said, "No not right away. First I have a little treat for you."

She let out a little squeak of excitement and asked, "What do you have? What sort of treat is it?"

"Nothing too great; c'mon, let's head to the kitchen." I put my boxers on and handed her the pretty red robe she was wearing earlier.

Once in the kitchen, I had her sit down at the table as I went to the fridge. I pulled out a small tray of strawberries with a container of whipped cream and another of dipping chocolate. I set them on the table and Shae let out an appreciative, "Ooooh."

I grabbed two champagne glasses from the cabinet and pulled a bottle of Asti from the fridge. Shae was visibly excited as she asked, "Champagne, real champagne?"

"No, not real champagne, but, it is pretty good wine and it sparkles like champagne. I actually like it better. I hope it's OK." She squealed in delight when I popped the cork, clapped and laughed as I tried to contain the eruption of frothy wine that then spewed forth. Once all was under control, I poured two glasses, and positioned our chairs so that they were facing each other alongside the table.

By now, she was sitting with her feet up on the chair eyeing our little feast. I glanced down to where her robe had parted and poking out between her dainty little thighs was my soon-to-be feast. Her pussy was puffed out and reddish in color. There was a very light dusting of dark hairs, but it was still bald for all intents and purposes. Her pussy lips were barely visible, peeking through her outer lips. I handed her a glass of wine and sat down facing her.

I picked up a berry, dipped it in chocolate and fed it to her. She took a berry and returned the favor. We sipped some wine. She took another berry, placed it in her mouth and held it with her teeth. I leaned forward and together we ate the berry while kissing. She started to giggle and seemed a little embarrassed. I said, "We're supposed to be having a little fun, this is sexy fun stuff."

She replied, "Sexy and fun, huh? Well, how about this?" She took her finger, dipped it in the chocolate and ran her finger along her lips.

"Chocolate covered lips? Mmmm, my favorite!" I pulled close and sucked each of her lips into my mouth. I then ran my tongue around her mouth and got the rest of the sweet stuff. We continued on like this for a little while and then I took a strawberry, leaned forward and ran it along her little slit. She jumped a bit and giggled in surprise. I ran the berry again but this time I pressed it in a bit further than before. I put the berry in my mouth and sucked it while staring into her eyes. She scooted forward a bit in the chair and spread her legs for me. This time I handed her the berry and said, "You feed me a berry with your sweet juices on it, get it nice and wet."

She gave me an incredulous look and asked, "Really?"

"Go ahead; I want a Shae-covered berry!"

As she ran the berry along her slit, she let out a little moan. She moved it up to her clit and gave it a little extra press and rub. The berry then traveled downward, she inserted it into her pussy and pulled it in and out a few times. She was looking down, watching herself play with the berry and her pussy; she started to breathe a bit deeper. She looked up at me as she pulled it out and reached toward my mouth. Slowly, I placed my lips around the berry and sucked the juices off of it. I reached forward and took the berry with my teeth from her hand. That was one delicious berry!

I reached for the chocolate with my finger, smeared it on my lips, and leaned forward. Shae reached around my neck and pulled us together so she could use her lips and tongue to clean the chocolate away. I leaned her back and opened her robe all the way. I instructed, "Get some chocolate and cover your nipples with it."

She covered her fingers with the chocolate and slowly smeared her nipples, covering them with chocolate. I sat back and watched her play with herself and the chocolate. She was definitely enjoying the feeling of the slippery chocolate on her puffy nipples. She finished and glanced expectantly at me. I pointed back to the chocolate with my head and said, "Get some more and this time, I want you to cover you clit, fill your slit, and put some inside for me."

She raised her eyebrows at me and I nodded my head at her. She used two fingers and scooped at the chocolate like it was poi at a luau. It wasn't the neatest of applications, but she managed to liberally apply the chocolate all around her pussy. Not surprisingly, her applications took a longer time when it came to her clit, and she seemed to take some real pleasure in pushing the chocolate deep inside her cunt. When finished, she leaned back, pulled her arms back, arched her back enough to push her tits at me, slid forward on the chair, and spread her thighs for me.

I took the vision in and pulled myself up closer. I took her hand and sucked each of her chocolate covered fingers clean. I then wrapped my hands around the small of her back and pulled her forward. I leaned forward and captured her left tit in my mouth. I sucked as much of that work of art in as I could and slowly suckled on her entire tit. I slowed and worked my tongue over her chocolate-covered nipple. Her back arched as she pressed her tit into my mouth. I brought my right hand back and squeezed her tit so I could swallow up more of it. Her left hand moved to the back of my head and she pushed me tighter into her. I slowly sucked away from her, releasing her tit until only her erect nipple was in my mouth. I vigorously massaged the nipple with my tongue. When she let out a breathless moan, I took my leave and moved to her right tit to repeat the process. By the time both her tits were free of chocolate; she had moved further forward in the chair and had started pushing my head downward to her pussy.

I moved my chair out of the way and went to my knees in front of her. I hooked her right leg over my shoulder and she voluntarily placed the left onto the other side. I cupped my hands around the outside of her ass and pulled her private parts forward and upward to my waiting mouth.

I started with the edge of her mons, licking and kissing for stray runs of chocolate. I worked in closer, running my tongue along the inside edges of her outer lips, collecting up tasty deposits of the dark stuff. She was halfway down the chair by now. I freed one hand to caress her soft little belly and fondle her firm tits. Her hands were on my head and her hips were rolling to meet my face. I sucked her labia into my mouth and used my tongue, and some suction to get at the chocolate. I released her lips, drove my tongue in as deep as possible and actively probed for more of the sweet stuff.

By now, she was making my search for nourishment easier due to the amount of chocolate-flavored pussy juice leaking from her cunt. After cleaning her as well as I could, I moved north to the one last chocolate deposit on, or in, her sweet, little, newly turned thirteen-year-old body.

I used my thumb and index finger to pull up on the soft cushion of skin above her clit. With just the slightest of finger spreading, her hooded clit was clearly visible and available. I went in with my lips first and sucked the hood away from her clit. I adjusted just enough to have my lips around her love button. Any chocolate that might have been there was removed in short time as I licked around her little clit, sucked it in and used the tip of my tongue to ensure its cleanliness.

Shae had her thighs firmly grasped to my head as she shuddered through her pre-orgasm build up. Her hands had grasped tightly to my hair, as she pushed me into her pussy. Starting with a low guttural "Aaaaah," and a jerking push of her hips, she entered into a state of sexual climax. Her "Aaaahs" became elongated and repeated with each orgasmic spasm. Her legs over my shoulder tensed and straightened with every jolt. As her hips bucked forward, her hands not only held me in place but also pushed me harder into her pussy. I didn't have a front row seat to a just turned thirteen-year-old's explosive orgasm; I was face-first in the middle of the action. There is nothing that compares to a beautiful girl, or woman, cumming on your face.

Within a minute, she was relaxing and coming down from her climax. I straightened up and pulled her tight; she wrapped her arms around my neck and placed her head on my shoulder. She quietly and softly whispered to me as her heart rate and breathing returned to normal. I half carried her onto my lap as I rose to sit back in my chair. I handed her wine glass to her and took mine. We both drank while staring into each other's eyes. I put my glass down and she followed suit. I stood, swept her up into my arms, and carried her off to the bedroom.

I placed her on her feet next to the bed, removed her robe, my boxers, and leaned forward to kiss my girl. There was just one more thing. "Shae, let's get your hair out of that ponytail, I want you completely free tonight." She reached up, behind her head, and freed her hair from the elastic cloth ring. She fluffed her thick, black hair out and moved her shoulders so that it cascaded midway down her back. "Sweet Jesus, Shae! You are just … just … just so … "

She reached for me and cut me off by saying, "Just shut the hell up and kiss me!" With our mouths joined, we moved onto the bed. Shae was on her back and I ended up partially on top of her. I placed my right hand under her shoulders and lifted her slightly. With my left hand, I reached for and gathered her hair. I bunched her tresses and pulled them out from under her to her right side. I broke our kiss and lowered my mouth to her neck. I rolled her away from me, lightly kissing her neck until she was on her stomach. I nuzzled into the nape of her neck and slowly kissed downward along her spine until I reached the small of her back.

With my left hand I caressed her perfect little butt and slid it downward between her legs. Shae arched her back, raising up on her elbows and lifting her ass for my caresses. Her little body was a thing of beauty. She lifted and dropped her head in time with my fondling of her pussy. Each time my fingers entered her hot, wet pussy, she pushed back, her ass rising up. The heady aroma of her sexual excitement permeated the air. I continued my manipulations and again nuzzled into the nape of her neck, kissing her and whispering my own sweet nothings to her. Her reactions were perfect, her breathing came quicker and, she started releasing elongated "aaaahs" once again. She was hotter than I had ever experienced and her pussy was as wet as I had ever felt.

I rolled her towards me, onto her back, her eyes were unfocused and she had that "faraway" look on her face. We kissed passionately and I cupped her crotch with my hand. I moved to suckle on her tits. She arched and stretched as I fondled her pussy and sucked on her nipples. I released her tits and started moving my head to her stomach, then she grabbed hold of my hair and pulled me back up so we were eye-to-eye. With grave seriousness she said, "I don't want your fingers or your tongue. I want you! I want you in me! I'm ready, now!"

The girl knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to let me know. Gotta love that in a woman! I moved myself between her legs and lifted up onto my knees. My rock hard cock hovered above her pussy. I lifted and bent her legs so her hips rolled up to the tip of my dick. She reached under her knees and supported her spread legs; opening wider for me. I leaned on my left hand and, with my right, grabbed hold of my cock. I rubbed the head along her slit, gathering up her juices. I had been leaking for a while; so, together, we were prepared for the inevitable. I glanced at her, she looked up from my hovering dick, I gave her a questioning look and she nodded her head vigorously.

She was tight. I had a few slips of the head, while attempting first entry. I bowed my back, grasped my dick and got into position. With some help from Shae, the head of my dick parted her lips and entered inside her love canal. Her eyes widened and she let out an elongated "ooooooh." I let the head lodge itself in her and pushed no further. I asked, "You OK? You ready for more?" She said, "Just give me a sec …. hold on … Ok, but slowly, just a bit."

I didn't pull back; instead, I released some pressure and then pushed forward. She wasn't going to give way easily, but she gave way all the same. I now had the head, and almost an inch, inside her. I stopped and waited. She looked at me, smiled, concentrated and then nodded her head. As I pulled back ever so slightly she closed her eyes. I thrust again; more of my cock entered her. I started moving my hips in a circular motion; trying to make her feel more comfortable with me inside her.

She looked up and said, "I like that, it helps. It makes it feel better."

"Are you hurting at all?"

"At first, that's a lot to get in, but it's going away the longer you're in me. I don't know how to explain how it feels, but I like it."

I withdrew again and this time I drove in a little faster. Her eyes popped open and she let out a shrill little yelp, followed by a throaty, "Yes, that's it, yes, do that again!"

I pulled back until only the head remained in and gave her a strong thrust, this time using a lot of lower body action. She straightened out; her back arched, she repeated, "Yes! That's it! Do it again!"

I did do it again, and again, and again. She urged me on with every thrust. Eventually I was thrusting faster than she could respond. She could only get out the Y and E in yes and, then she began a guttural rendition of broken "yeeees" as we began to make intense love.

I use the term intense love instead of fucking only because of the reaction I felt while joined with Shae. We had a connection from day one. Everybody connects with different people at different times. We make these connections at an unknown spiritual level. It doesn't matter, same sex, wide age differences, whatever … we make connections. When there is a physical connection, along with the spiritual connection, then all the better. That is what this was. I've felt this before; I can only explain it as a sense of "home." I felt as if I was meant to be inside her. She was meant to welcome me inside. The spark for me had been her standing on the sidewalk watching me work. For her, the first kiss in the backyard. She felt that spark. I could feel it from her.

We made intense love that evening. I held her in my arms; she wrapped her legs and arms around me and gave herself to me. She rocked and rolled with every thrust and withdrawal. When I rolled to my back, her knees didn't reach the mattress. I sat up and she half-squatted while she made love to me. She rode my dick with abandon. Her hands were latched onto my shoulders and I held her by her slender waist. Her hair was flying every which way! I slid my hands up to her tits and I began to play with them. She noticed, arched and, flung her hair back to give me a clear view. I pushed her down until I was completely inside her and held her there. She began to tremble, she squeezed tightly, her pussy began to convulse. She looked intently at me as her orgasm washed over her. I leaned forward and we kissed. We kissed wildly and passionately. She ground down into me, her hips jerking as jolts of pleasure coursed through her body.

I rolled her to her back, took position and began to pump in and out of her. Our eyes were locked onto each other. From behind closed teeth she repeated, "Give it to me … give it to me!" And I did give it to her. I could feel the heat building up, the pressure moving upward along my spine, an almost tunnel-vision experience … and … then the release. I yelled, I don't know what, I just know I yelled. Shae was driving her hips into me with every load I released into her. I could feel the jolts coursing through me. Shae felt them as well; she moved with every sensation I felt.

Entwined, we fell to the bed. Breathless we held onto each other. As I released one more spasm of energy, Shae clamped onto me and shivered out one last orgasm. I laughed and she giggled. Together we released each other and lay face to face. I caressed her head, moved her hair off her face and said, "We are really good together. I've never experienced some of the feelings I just had ever before."

Smiling, and running her hand around my ear, she said, "I know! I've never felt anything like this before!" There was a long silent pause. She reached around my neck and we came together for a long, loving kiss. We were directly face-to-face when she said, "I love you Nick Manchik. I know you're going to leave, but that doesn't change how I feel. If I could, I would stop you … if I could come with you, I would … you say we can see each other, but there's no guarantee we will … you … you could be … "

I pulled her tight, hugged her with all I had, put my lips to her ear and said, "I love you Shae. I love you so much that I know I must leave. You are one of the best things that has ever happened to me. There were times this year that the only thing that kept me going, was knowing I could come home and see you." I pulled away to look into her eyes. "I don't know how everything will work out. I do know that just knowing I can see you again will be enough to get me through whatever may come."

We held each other for a while longer. I suggested a shower and we took a leisurely, loving shower together. I couldn't help myself, she was so incredible looking and hot. I had a raging hard-on the minute I began lathering her body. We laughed and played in the shower. She stood back at one point, looked down at my dick and said, "If you keep that up until we're out of here, I think I can take care of that for you." Well, I did, and she did. Right in the bathroom, with her kneeling on some towels, while I was against the vanity.

We slept well that night, except for the times she woke me up with her snoring. Such a beautiful little girl, even her snoring was petite.

We were very comfortable with each other the next morning. We frolicked through breakfast and most of the morning without wearing a stitch of clothing. I didn't notice, but at some time she took the chocolate out of the fridge because it was all soft when she carried the dish to the bedroom and announced it was my turn to do some chocolate smearing. She did righteous justice to my chocolate-covered "banana"! I demanded that we make love in the front room by the open windows. She was in the guest bathroom cleaning up when she called me in for a quickie. She stood bent over with her hands on the vanity and demanded I fuck her from behind. We had genuine fun and were really in love. But, deep down, we were saying goodbye.

Eventually, her parents made it home. Shae was packed and off across the street. I was alone in the house once again. I had always said that even though I may be alone, I'm never lonely. This time, I was lonely.

Epilogue

Shae and I did manage to see each other three more times the following year. She told me that before our first encounter her mother sat her down and told her that she should do whatever I wanted. Which she thought would be no problem because we wanted the same things. Her mom told her I was a good man and if she wanted to see me after I moved, it would have to be when her daddy was out of town, because he wouldn't understand. Shae told me that she and her mother shared everything now. Her mom even said she was a bit jealous of her, being so smart, so young and pretty; but, not really, because she was too proud to have her as a daughter.

Amber ended up staying in Georgia and joined some freaked out Christian group. She rejected her family, accusing them of being Satan's soldiers and blamed them for her sinning ways. Apparently, she has been telling a story of how Satan raped her one night which brought her to God … interesting.

After that first year, Ted got a job offer in South Carolina that was just too good a deal not to take. They moved and I haven't seen Shae since. I told her all about the college account money and the first withdrawal was made five years later to pay for textbooks and living expenses at Duke University.

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