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Sharon Finds Love
by Obmuj (address withheld)
***
Sharon Wilson, a 17-year-old virgin, exceedingly
lovely, has been sheltered by a mother who is 52, and a
father of 38. She meets an older man, and within
another week, she is married to a divorced physician.
(MF, inc, 1st, rom)
***
What else can go wrong, Sharon White wondered, and it’s
only Friday night. She looked with disdain at the two
flat tires on her new step-side pickup? Mr. Branson,
the owner of the small restaurant had asked Sharon to
handle the closing of the business on Friday and
Saturday nights, as he was going out of town with his
wife to a family wedding.
Trying to get the cash drawers to balance took forever,
as Sharon eventually discovered that two of the high
school kids, working at the counter had made entries on
each other’s cash register. After the others had left
the place, Sharon had to stay and determine why the
money didn’t balance out correctly, as the others had
to leave because of the laws on minors being able to
work so many hours and so late in the evening. In
addition three of the employees didn’t show up for
work, and the other kids told Sharon they went sick,
they all went to a concert.
Worse, she had been the last to leave the Burger Joint,
and it was nearly eleven-thirty at night, and she had
two flats to contend with. Just as she started to call
her mom on her cell phone, she remembered her mother
and father had left to spend the weekend with her
sister and her family. Then Sharon heard someone ask if
she needed assistance?
Almost jumping out of her skin, the 17-year-old
brunette turned to the sound of the voice that had
startled her. Sharon had not heard the sporty looking
car as it approached where she was standing,
contemplating her problem. "OH, "she uttered loudly in
response to the voice, "I didn’t hear you drive up, and
I have two flats, on my new truck." By now Sharon was
practically in tears, her evening shot, and her pride
and joy, her new pickup had two flats.
The driver got out of his car, and looking at the
tires, told the crying teen, "Someone has cut your
tires, see where they have used a knife to cut the
sidewalls."
Tears started rolling down Sharon’s cheeks, as
frustrations hit her, and worse of all, someone had
damaged her truck. "Look, how about I give you a ride
wherever you need to go for assistance, as I have no
way to fix your tires."
Sharon was confused, and mixed up, and she knew there
was only one spare tire that could be mounted on the
truck to replace the damaged two. With the knowledge
that someone hated her enough to cut her tires, and
damage her 3-month-old truck, she wasn’t thinking like
the logical teenager she was.
"Could you drive me home, I live about seven miles out
in the country, and I’d appreciate that?" The driver of
the other car, told her, "Certainly, that is not a
problem," as he held the passenger’s door on his car
for Sharon to get in. They left the parking lot and as
they were driving off, Sharon was telling the nice man
how to get to her house. Sharon was still crying, and
she wondered if Danny Brooks, the 19-year-old guy she
had just busted up with two nights ago had cut her
tires?
Danny had been really mad at her when she finally told
him that she would not have sex with him, and to stop
asking her. "Look, every night we go out, you always
seen to have one thing on your mind, and that is sex,
and I’m not having sex until I’m married, so stop
asking me, Danny!"
She had been dating Danny for seven months, and her
friends had told her that Danny only dated a girl until
he’d gotten what he wanted, then he dumped them. They
had been parked on the back road that ran behind her
parents small farm, and as Sharon had finally had
enough of his attempting to have sex with her, and had
told him to stop.
When Danny listened to the pretty girl, telling him to
stop asking for sex, he became upset, as he hadn’t
gotten to first base with the attractive girl. Sharon
was the first girl that he hadn’t been able to get with
sexually that he dated. He knew that she wasn’t overly
religious, so what was her hang up? They argued
constantly about his wanting sex, and he commenced
trying to feel her breasts. In the past when she pulled
his hand away from her breast, or off her thighs, he
went along with her refusal. Tonight Danny had
determined he would do whatever it took to nail the
girl.
Sharon thought how Danny had continued struggling with
her as she told him to take his hands off her, but he
wouldn’t, and was gripping her breasts so hard, it was
somewhat painful. The next thing he did was even harder
for the teenager to understand. Danny had tried to
unbutton her top, and as she resisted, he tore a button
off her blouse, and also ripped the material. Danny had
got his hand inside her blouse, and forcibly shoved his
hand under her bra, and was fondling her breast.
Moving as best she could, Sharon had tried to remove
Danny’s hand from inside her bra. Then started feeling
her leg, under her skirt. Using his strength, pushed
Sharon down on the car seat, and now Danny had his
fingers between her legs, trying to reach under her
panty leg. No one had ever touched her breast, and the
idea of a boy putting his fingers and hand inside her
panties, and feeling her sex, caused Sharon to start
crying.
Just when Danny thought he was finally going to slip
his fingers under the leg hole of Sharon’s panties, she
hit him in the face. Sharon’s other hand was scratching
at his wrist and arm. Then Sharon struck him once more,
and this time her fist struck Danny on his nose. Danny
screamed out, as it was evident, Sharon had broken his
nose. When the teenager struck him on his nose, and
within moments it started to bleed.
"You damned bitch, you’ve busted my nose," Danny
shouted out as he jumped up from over Sharon’s body.
This allowed Sharon to set up quickly, and opened the
car door, and she took off running across the field
toward her home. Danny had gotten out of his car, and
started to chase her, but instead he stopped and
shouted at her, "You bitch, I’ll get even with you,
I’ll tell everyone I fucked you, damn you Sharon
Wilson!"
When Sharon walked into her house, her parents wondered
why they hadn’t heard Sharon’s date bring her home in
his car. Bill Wilson looked at his daughter as she was
crying, and saw his daughter’s blouse was ripped, and
jumped from the recliner he was seated in, without
bringing it upright. His arms reached out and captured
his little girl in them and he pulled her tightly to
him, hoping she hadn’t been raped.
Jeananne, her mother, at first was stunned at seeing
her daughter, crying and her clothes out of order. Then
she got up from the sofa, where she was seated watching
television, and ran over to where her daughter and
husband were standing. Bill opened his arms, and drew
his wife into the protection of his two massive arms.
"Honey, did Danny do this to you, and don’t be
embarrassed to tell me what happened?"
"Y e s," Sharon said, drawing out the word, and her
cries became even more painful for her father to hear.
Bill knew he needed to find out if his own flesh and
blood, had been raped, and if so, he would kill the
son-of-a-bitch. "I know it is difficult for you, but
tell me, did he - did he assault you, you know what I
mean Sharon, honey," and Bill found he couldn’t say the
word, rape?
"No daddy, not what you are thinking, I wasn’t raped,
but almost was, but I got away."
Looking and hearing her daughter cries, and tears
rolling down her eyes, Jeananne, spoke softly, and told
her husband, "Bill, allow me take Sharon to her room,
and she and I will discuss what has happened, as she is
likely embarrassed, and two women can say things that
men don’t understand."
It was a half hour before Jeananne brought Sharon back
into the living room, and she and her daughter sat on
the sofa. Bill listened as his wife told him all that
had occurred. Thank god, he thought, his daughter
wasn’t raped. Then told his wife and daughter, "I’m
calling the sheriff, and report this boy, as I’ve heard
he has a reputation." "Sharon, honey, that was why I
didn’t think, you should date Danny to start with."
It was another ten minutes before Sheriff Lance North
and his only female deputy, Missy Harden, arrived at
the Wilson home. The sheriff and Bill were old friends
since high school, when they played football together.
After speaking with Sharon for an hour, taking
photographs, and having the forms filled out, the
sheriff asked Bill to step outside with him. "Bill,
this boy has been involved in assaults on other girls,
but you’re the first to sign the papers, what say we go
see Mr. Danny Brooks, and I can bet money I know where
he is right now."
The two men pulled up in front of the Do Drop Inn, and
as they entered the bar, the sheriff and Bill
immediately spotted Danny holding court at a table near
the center of the room. All noise in the room ceased,
and Douglas Martin, the owner of the bar, knew
something was up from the moment Danny Brooks had
walked into the bar with a bloody nose and several
scratch marks on his arms, face and neck.
"Howdy Lance, business or pleasure," Douglas asked the
sheriff, "And how about you Bill?"
"Perhaps both, how you doing, Douglas?" The two men
knew that they had completed their conversation, and
Douglas wondered why Bill Wilson was with the sheriff?
Walking toward the table where Danny Brooks was seated,
the sheriff watched the young man’s eyes, and saw them
dilate, and Danny’s body stiffened. "Danny Brooks, what
say you and I, step outside for a talk?" "Danny, you’re
simply talking crap with your friends has concluded, so
move outside?"
Sometimes people don’t know when to keep their mouth
shut, and accept the better part of valor, and do as
you’re asked. Danny Brooks made that same mistake when
he told the sheriff, "Fuck off, cop, and unless you
have a warrant for my arrest, get off my case," Danny
had said as he stood up as if he was thinking of
attacking the law officer.
In two steps, the sheriff was in front of Danny, and
told him, "You can TRY to be a hero, or just take your
ass outside NOW, or I’ll take you outside, your choice"
the sheriff informed the large built youth.
As the sheriff was speaking two other deputies arrived,
and the sheriff, told them to take the three guys still
seated at the table, and question them separately about
the detail of the case against one Mr. Danny Brooks.
Missy Harden had also arrived, and the sheriff asked
her to brief the other two deputies, but each of them
to place the three men, one in each of their cruisers,
before interrogating them, and to read them their
rights.
"Now Danny, this man is Bill Wilson, and you may or may
not know, he is a reserve deputy sheriff, and has been
for more than fifteen years." The sheriff once more,
asked Danny, "You walking out that door, or do I drag
you?"
Danny took a quick swing at the sheriff, but both the
sheriff and Bill had seen this type of stupidity,
several times over the years, and both were ready. The
sheriff allowed Danny’s blow to bounce off his
shoulder, but this gave him what he wanted, and his
back up, reserve deputy sheriff Bill Wilson, Sharon’s
father, brought a massive and fast striking fist into
the mouth of the sheriff’s assailant. Legally Bill
Wilson had taken action to protect a law enforcement
officer, but from his personal side, he had just
loosened a few teeth of the man who assaulted his
daughter.
The next day in court, the judge granted Danny Brooks
release on bail of $2,000, with the stipulation that he
was not to be within 500 feet of Sharon Wilson or
anyone in her family.
Now Sharon was in a car with a handsome man, who was
driving her home, and listened as he told her his name
was Kevin Jepson. Within a few minutes, Sharon had
relaxed enough to explain what had happened between her
and Danny. When they reached the highway leading to the
small farm where she lived, Kevin had already found out
her parents were out of town, and she was an only
child, and no one at home waiting on her.
"Sharon, if you’re in no hurry, how about I treat you
to a late breakfast or whatever else you might like to
eat, at this little hole-in-the-wall restaurant up
ahead has great food?"
"I know, and my parents and I have eaten there a few
times." Then Sharon surprised herself, and told Kevin,
"Why not, nothing has went right for me this whole
week."
When they entered the restaurant there was only a table
with two older women eating. Kevin led Sharon over to a
table, and they sat down, and ordered steak and eggs.
They were soon enjoying their coffee, and conversation
with each other. Sharon was surprised to hear Kevin say
he was 35-years-old, and she thought, my dad is only
four years older than he is. After eating, Kevin once
more was driving Sharon home, and when they arrived at
her vacant house, she did the strangest thing, "Kevin,
if you want to come in for a while, it would be okay."
After entering the house, Sharon asked Kevin, if he
would like to go in the kitchen, and I’ll make a pot of
coffee. They were seated at the kitchen table drinking
their coffee, and Karen explained about what had
happened to her in the past week. When Sharon next
looked at the clock, she saw it was nearly two in the
morning, and looking at Kevin, wondered how she could
tell him she must get to bed, as she was tired.
Kevin looked at the teenager, and knew she wanted him
to leave, so he informed Sharon, "Guess I’ll be going,
it’s getting late."
Walking to the door, Sharon was finding it fearful to
be alone, and she knew that if Danny had cut her tires,
he might come to her house after her. Thinking to
herself, can I ask Kevin to stay with me tonight and
let him know, I only want protection, but not sex? Her
parents had told Sharon they would cancel the visit to
her aunts, but Sharon had told them she would be okay.
But that was before her tires were slashed.
"Kevin, I’m scarred, do you think you could stay
tonight, I’m afraid Danny might come?"
Looking in the eyes of the pretty teenager, Kevin knew
she was fearful, and wondered why she didn’t spend the
night with a girlfriend? Then he simply said, "Yes,
I’ll sleep on the sofa over there, if that is all right
with you?"
Sharon had got a sheet, blanket and pillow for Kevin,
and then went to her room. Once she was in her room,
Sharon undress, slipped on a short baby doll type of
gown, and got into bed. She awoke to the sound of
thunder, and lightning, as a hard summer storm was
bringing heavy rain and wind. The sounds frightened
her, and she got out of bed to check to ensure the
windows were shut. When she went downstairs, she found
every window was closed, and she was startled when
Kevin spoke to her.
"The storm woke you, also?" Kevin asked.
Just them the phone rang, and when Sharon looked at the
caller id to see who would be calling her this late,
saw it was the sheriff’s office. They asked if she was
okay, as they had just been advised by the police that
her pickup was at the restaurant, and had two slashed
tires. Explaining, she had decided to have the tires
fixed the next day, but she was fine.
The storm was becoming worse, and Kevin could see the
attractive teenager was shaking from the sounds of the
storm, and likely all that happened to her in the past
few days. When the sheriff’s office called, that also
caused her additional distress.
Sharon felt drawn to Kevin, and she sat on the edge of
the sofa, and the lightning caused patterns of shadows
to criss-cross the room. With no thought of her
actions, Sharon moved until she was resting along
Kevin’s body, and felt at ease with his arms holding
her. Being a person who read consistently, and was an
avid reader of pulp romance novels, Sharon believed she
was one of the women in the stories, who had been
rescued from some evil thing.
Kevin felt the perfect shape of the young girl’s body
pressed against his as they lay spoon fashion on the
sofa. When he felt Sharon, adjust her hips so she was
more comfortable, Kevin felt them against his groin.
Regardless of what he tried to do, Kevin felt his penis
becoming erect, and worried the teenager would think
another male was trying to assault her. Then he was
fully erect, as the hips of the girl pressed against
him, he felt her body shudder.
Sharon had never enjoyed full passion, but she
understood what was pressing against her hips. That the
man holding her was becoming excited, she didn’t blame
on him, nor herself. For Sharon, it was only a matter
of closeness, and what she’d hoped to find with Danny.
When Sharon reached up and took Kevin’s wrist in her
hand, she found the action pulling his hand down on her
firm and cone shaped left breast. Kevin did not move
his hand away, nor cup her breast harder, and Sharon
didn’t become alarmed as she had with her assailant.
Kevin could feel the firmness of the breast his hand
was cupping, and the thin material of the gown she was
wearing failed to hinder the feeling of her nipple
becoming hard against his palm. For a moment Kevin
wondered how long he could lay as he was, and not
desire more intimate contact with the teen. Sharon’s
dark-brunet hair was now against his face, and Kevin
could smell what seemed to be a watermelon aroma from
the shampoo and conditioner she used when washing her
hair.
Sharon had been laying in the protection of the strong
arms holding her, felt the erection pressing against
buttocks, slips between the crevasse of her hips.
Sharon’s hand pulled the man’s hand, resting on her
breast, tight against her own. Her body shivered and
she let out an audible sigh. Then pressed her hips
tightly to the body of the man behind her.
"Perhaps we shouldn’t lay like this, Sharon," she heard
the man say as she felt something different from
passion, and understood very suddenly, the feeling in
her body was lust. Her hand was holding Kevin’s hand
tightly to her breast.
Kevin could no longer lay passive, and his hand moved
and caressed the wonderful teen breast it was clasping,
and he lightly kissed the hair laying against his face.
Then he felt the hips of the teenage girl moving in
small circle movements, and Kevin was at a loss as what
he should do. Then Sharon asked, "Kevin, can we lay
like this in my bed, without having sex, but I find
being close with you, pleasant?" Knowing that may sound
like a sexual invitation, which Sharon didn’t intend,
added, "This sofa isn’t very wide."
"Yes, if you trust me that much, after all you have
been through"
Sharon rose from the sofa, and as she did, Kevin did,
also. To Sharon’s surprise, when she looked at Kevin,
he was completely nude. Sharon was seeing the first
male sex organ in her life. Viewing it sticking out
from Kevin’s body, she didn’t realize until that
moment, how the comments of her girlfriends speaking
about a guy having a boner, or hard-on, fit the
description of what she was viewing.
Shutting her eyes for a brief moment, the phallus image
remained in her mind. Sharon became frightened of the
unfamiliar physical, and highly exaltation emotions,
that were overwhelming the teenager. Then, knowing her
body was betraying her, Sharon, still a teen girl in
age only, opened her eyes. Still the long thick article
was protruding from the man’s body, and seemed larger,
and remembered words from one of the romance novels she
had read recently. "The rigid blood-filled object, was
like a moth being drawn to a flame, and her hands
wanted to close around the manhood of the man who was
about to make her truly a woman."
Silently the chaste young girl led the man up the
stairs to her room. Sharon knew a peace in her mind
that allowed her to believe whatever should occur
between her and a man she had known for perhaps six
hours, wouldn’t be sex. He had replied to her inquiry
that he did not take her invitation to rest and sleep
next to her, in her bed, sexual. A strange thought went
through her mind, and she wondered why Danny had never
given her these same thoughts and feelings.
Turning to her left, she was face-to-face with Kevin,
and their bodies were less than eight inches apart.
Close enough, that Sharon felt the tip of the man’s
erection touching the thin material of her nightie.
Smiling at the girl, Kevin reached out and held her
hand. The strength in his body allowed Sharon to lie
back onto her canopy-covered bed as if she was floating
like a feather when she was fully reclined on the cool
sheets of her bed.
Sharon kept her grip on the hand of the large framed
man, and lightly pulled him toward her. Time seemed to
stop for Sharon, as she became cognizant of the fact,
she was a virgin in her own bed, with a man, almost her
father’s age, and nervous vibrations caused her to
press against the man.
His large manhood was only kept from her sexual core,
by the thin material of her gown, as she had no panties
on under the item. Did the material move up from
covering her private sexual opening? Had she pulled it
upward so she could feel the phallus touch her hair
crowned cleft?
Their arms sought out the other, and they cuddled in
such a close way, they could feel the heat from the
other’s body against their own. Just before slipping
into a pleasant and sound sleep, and the storm
continued its noise and light show, and the large drops
of rain struck against the glass panes in the windows.
Sharon made a slight shifting of her thighs, and the
thick phallus was captured between the smooth and silky
skin of her thighs.
Kevin felt the action of the pretty girl and wondered
if she was aware of what she was doing? Did she
understand how difficult is was not to take her as a
man in heat, when a woman has opened her legs to him?
His pledge to not make the lovely girl be subjected to
a sexual encounter if he was to sleep with her, came
into his mind. The tip of his erection was sticking
past and out between the back of the girl’s hips.
However, the broad thick body of his erection was
pressed lengthwise between her labium. For a man who
was extremely familiar with having women sexually, and
being a physician, he understood that the virgin, she
claimed to be such, and he believed the young miss, the
feeling of her labium, the four lip-shaped folds of her
vulva were almost enough to create the feeling of being
within her virgin grotto.
This was a new way to have his penis touched by a
female vagina, and Kevin was amazed at the amount of
body fluids Sharon was releasing. Kevin, himself, was
just a moment from passing into the unconscious state
of sleep, and as his eyes closed in rest, he knew the
girl of seventeen had most likely had an orgasm in her
sleep. He felt her thighs tighten and this caused her
vaginal muscles to make her labia grip onto his penis,
and in her sleep, Sharon lightly sobbed out, "Um."
Something was ringing in his ear, and then realized it
was the telephone on the stand next to the side of the
bed where he was sleeping. "Shu, don’t move, I will
reach over you," Sharon said, and somehow kept her legs
around the still erect pens between the lips of her
vulva.
"Hello, oh hi mom. No, still sleeping," and then she
told how someone had slit two of her tires, but she had
spoken to the sheriff’s office and she had someone who
was going to help her get two more, but she had to stay
late at work last night. "No, a friend brought me
home... no Kevin, you might not know him." Finally
having her mother convinced everything was okay with
her, and that she and dad needed to enjoy themselves.
Leaning back over Kevin, she hung up the phone, and she
felt how wet she was between her legs. It dawned on
Sharon that she was laying as she was now when she fell
asleep last night. She felt her face turn red in
embarrassment, realizing for the first time in her
life, she’d sleep with a man.
Why she questioned herself, am I allowing my body to
feel a man’s terrific feeling thing parting the lips of
my sex? Until this moment in her life, and she had no
memory of having an orgasm in her sleep last night, but
Sharon was aware of genital stimulation and
experiencing the sensations of such contact of her sex
with that of a man.
"Good morning, how is my charming bed mate?" Kevin
asked with a mischievous infraction in his voice. "No,
don’t move yet, I want to remember the feeling of such
a demure, and I appreciate, virgin in bed with me, and
her labium holding my erection between it."
"We slept like this all night, didn’t we?" Sharon asked
in a whispered voice, as if someone might hear her
question to the man next to her. Then her following
comment and question surprised Kevin, "You’re so sweet
not to have been improper in any way, can we go
somewhere and eat?"
"Yes, but get me a phone book, I have something I need
to do," Kevin replied.
"Kevin, I don’t want to move, you’re the first man who
has ever been even this intimate with me, and again I
want to ask something very personal, but would you
bathe with me?"
"I would love to do so, you’re a surprise, you realize
that, correct?"
"I have no idea what has allowed me to be this open,
and Kevin, it is the truth, I was nearly raped less
than a week ago." Sharon started to move her hips back
and forth on the thick penis wedged between the lips of
her sex, and she felt it stimulating her in a manner
that she understood would lead her into sex if she
continued.
Bounding from the bed, she found an old phone book on
the bookshelves and handed it to Kevin. They were
seated side-by-side on the bed, and she listened as
Kevin spoke with someone about placing two new tires on
her vehicle. Then as he spoke, Kevin carried the remote
phone down the stairs with him and took his billfold
from his slack’s pocket, removed his credit card and
gave whomever he was speaking with, his card number.
"Kevin, you didn’t need to do that, my mom said my
insurance would take care of the problem."
"Perhaps, but they will have your hot step-side ready
by noon." Smiling, Kevin reached out and lightly
slapped the round, tight and her smooth skinned right
buttock of the 17-year-old girl. "Tight cheeks," Kevin
said, as he laughingly slapped her left hip.
"Kevin, you’re being a bad boy, or have I been a bad
girl, and got a spanking for my actions?"
"Yes, and yes, now where is that bath you promised to
share with me?"
Taking his hand, Sharon walked the older man to the
bathroom next to her bedroom, upstairs. When they
entered the bathroom, Sharon had a moment of fear, as
she realized she would soon be nude, and required to
remove her nightie, before stepping into the tub. While
she was adjusting the water, she poured bubble bath
liquid into the water, and watched it started to bubble
up. Turning, and stepping near the small stool in the
bathroom, Sharon reached down and caught the end of her
gown in her hands.
With trepidations, and being aware of the position she
was putting herself in by removing the only item
keeping her from being nude, Sharon pulled her nightie
over her head, and lay it on the stool. She turned
around at what sounded like someone peeing in the
toilet. With his back toward her, Kevin was doing
exactly that, he was urinating in the toilet, and was
doing so as if they were married.
After he was done, he turned around and looked at the
image of the nude Venus before him. Having viewed women
and girls of all ages nude over the course of his
medical career, and he had never allowed the display of
flesh to overrule hi medical ethics. Now he was viewing
a young teenage female, whose body was flawless.
His eyes took in her naked beauty, and he viewed what
he was certain, were 34-B breasts. They were pointed,
so tightly where they pointed, they appeared like a
girl he had once viewed, in a geographic magazine
covering Africa. Thinking back, he knew he’d only seen
breast like Sharon had on her chest, once before in his
medical practice, and she was a child of twelve, he
believed.
The areolas were light in color, somewhere between pink
and light brown. Sharon’s nipples were a continuation
of her areolas, puffy, exceptionally so, and her
nipples were like small beads, the size of a rounded
pearl.
Allowing his eyes to pass down over the flat and smooth
skin of her stomach, he caught sight of the first few
hairs forming the start of that covered her mons, and
then grew alongside her labia. The texture of her hair,
Kevin could see was fine, and hadn’t yet reached the
stage where it curled, and became course, and kinky in
age.
The brown tones of her pubes, appeared to have been
tinted with a blonde dye, but Kevin’s trained eye said
that the hair covering Sharon’s sexual opening was
naturally two toned. The front view of her hips
reflected the round balls of her hips that he had
innocently slapped, and knew how tight the meat of her
buttocks was.
Then he looked at the legs he had viewed last night and
again this morning. But with her body fully nude, her
legs were no doubt, the most exceedingly, and
outstanding assets of her body. Her feet were small,
but meaty enough to make them smooth and shapely,
instead of the skinny and boney legs some women have.
"You’re starring, Kevin Jepsen, and may ask what
fascinates you so intently?"
Hearing the question from the teenager, Kevin
understood she had no idea of the attractiveness of her
own beauty. "My god, I could fall in love with this
girl, and I’m not certain, I haven’t," Kevin said to
himself.
"What say we enjoy that tub of water, Miss Sharon," as
he stepped into the water?
"Would you do me a favor, and close your eyes, but
don’t open them until I get in the tub with you?"
Sharon asked.
Squeezing his eyes tightly shut, Kevin told Sharon, "My
eyes are closed, but please don’t stab me, thy vixen."
With his eyes closed, Kevin knew immediately why Sharon
had asked he close his eyes, as he heard her urine
stream hitting the water in the toilet. Laughing he
commented, "Not fair, you watched me, so may I open my
eyes?"
"If you must, you nice, but silly man, but don’t say
anything, as I’m embarrassed," Sharon spoke in a soft
voice.
Watching the girl as she finished urinating, Kevin was
more fascinated as she moved to step into the tub. When
Sharon placed her right leg into the water, and then
stepped over the edge of the tub with her left leg, the
maneuver caused her sex to be open to Kevin’s eyes. The
look of Sharon’s sex partly gapping open as she stepped
into the water, allowed Kevin to view her labia. The
small entrance to her cervix slightly parted, and Kevin
was viewing her sex intently. Kevin looked at Sharon
and asked her, "When do turn eighteen?"
"Next Friday, actually in six days, and ten hours and,
let me study my watch, yes, in eleven minutes, from
today, why what does you plan on getting me, and if you
need an idea, think hula dancers?"
After climbing into the water, Sharon at first sat
facing Kevin, then she turned and asked him to scrub
her back. They were like to people on their honeymoon,
and Kevin washed the girl’s back, and after a couple
more minutes, Sharon took his hands in hers, holding
then against her stomach, as she lay back against the
broad chest of the man.
"Kevin, I’m truly a virgin, and hope you believe me,
please trust me, I have never been like this with a
boy, let alone a man." Pressing back tight against
Kevin, and holding his hands against her flat stomach,
she moved them to her breasts, and neither of them took
it to be sexual. For nearly twenty minutes they
remained in the tub, and then stepped out and they
dried themselves.
Kevin had slipped on his slacks, and walked out to his
automobile and opening the trunk, took his small
overnight suitcase out and walked back into the house.
Climbing the stairs to reach Sharon’s bedroom, Kevin
saw Sharon bent over nude, making the bed. "Excuse me,
could you recommend a housekeeper, especially one with
such fine hips." Turning around, Sharon smiled and once
more asked, "Are you starring at me?"
"Of that you can be assured, my fair young maiden."
Watching Sharon dress and Kevin noted she had picked
out a pair of shorts, with a matching top. Then before
he dressed, was amused when he saw Sharon looking at
his penis, and deciding to tease her once more, he
asked, "Are you starring at me, girl?"
"Yea, and you interest me, so let’s go to the
restaurant in Unionville, for breakfast."
"Sounds like a terrific idea to me, are you ready?"
They drove to the restaurant, and it took approximately
a half an hour to reach Unionville, and when the walked
into the restaurant, they had to wait about ten minutes
to get a table. During breakfast, they spoke of her
life, and what she planned to do once school was out
for the summer.
"I graduate in a couple of weeks, and after that, I
don’t know what I will do, but I might join the
military, as they have great training and I can get my
college paid for, if I determine I want that." "What I
really want to do, is to take a trip to Hawaii, and see
the various islands." "At the start of this school
year, I did a project on the Cook Islands, from the
time they were so named, until now, and every since
then, I have wanted to see in person what I saw on
videos and in photographs."
"What do you do, Kevin?" she asked for the first time
since meeting the handsome man.
"I’m a physician, and do light surgery, and have a
family practice in Batesville, so don’t get sick, as
I’m taking a few days off to rest."
"You’re a doctor, I knew you were intelligent, and had
a good job, because your sports car is something else,
what is it?"
"A Jaguar, want to drive it home?"
"I would be afraid I’d wreck it, so don’t tempt me,
besides I might see how fast it would go."
"A hundred and ten that I know of, but I turned chicken
and slowed down."
"Did you really, or are you only saying that to me?"
"Afraid I had a mental lapse, and let my teen years
come back a few after I bought the car, and at my age I
should know better."
"Kevin, I need to work this afternoon and evening, but
can we meet after I finish work?"
"Sharon, you realize how old I am, and I must be nearly
your father and mother’s age, am I not?"
"Yes, but I don’t care about your age, but it is so
wonderful to speak with someone who is educated, and
not try to make me do things." Looking across the table
at the handsome man, who she wanted to call Dr. Jepsen,
Sharon, smiled and almost afraid to ask, but did so
"Are you married, Dr. Jepsen?"
Chuckling to himself, he knew the teenage girl had
intentionally used his title and last name, and had
done so to honor him, but was using the title to feel
her own importance in being with a professional man.
Then he answered her question, "Divorced, and I have
been for five years, and thank you for calling me, Dr.
Jepsen, Miss Wilson."
"Do you have children by your exwife?"
"We had a child, but it wasn’t mine, so that is why we
are divorced."
"How could your wife have a child and it wasn’t yours?"
Sharon asked in complete innocence.
Kevin knew that the teenager, wasn’t being funny with
her question, but she assuredly had not considered his
wife had cheated on him. "Will, it seems that while I
was serving my country in the military reserves, and
was overseas, I got my wife pregnant long distance,
like from the desert in the Middle East?"
"You were in the desert, then how... oh, I feel so
stupid, she was cheating on you and got pregnant by
someone else, I’m sorry, Kevin, I didn’t know, and
shouldn’t have asked?"
"That is no problem, Sharon, but perhaps it is for the
better, as I moved from LA to practice in Batesville
after that, so that’s how I ended up in this area."
After eating, they took a short drive, and they stopped
at a large antique mall, and walked around for about
three hours. Then Kevin drove into town and pulled into
the parking lot of the tire dealer, and settled up
paying cash for the tires he had placed on Sharon’s
truck. He explained to Sharon, when she asked why he
had given his credit card number when he called to have
them put on her truck, he only used the credit card to
ensure the owner they would be paid for
Leaving the tire dealer, Kevin drove Sharon over to get
her pickup, and she asked him to follow her home.
After fixing themselves a sandwich, and having a cup of
coffee, they cleaned the few dishes, and Sharon said
she needed to change into her work clothes. "Come with
me, while I dress."
They were in her bedroom, and Kevin could not believe
the ease with which Sharon removed her top and shorts,
and stood in front of him in her bra and panties. He
followed her into the bathroom, and they spoke while
she did her hair, and applied her makeup. Back in her
bedroom she put on her blouse and slacks that she wore
to work. "Meet me at work, and I get off at eleven
tonight, but I may be a little late by the time I close
the Burger Joint, will I see you?"
Kevin heard the sound of the girl’s voice asking that
he meet her after work, and he knew he shouldn’t, but
he had to admit to himself, Sharon Jepsen had gotten to
him. "Of course I will meet you, and I might just come
in a little early, but perhaps you shouldn’t discuss
our being together the last night and today."
"That would be terrific, and I understand we should be
private about yesterday and today" Sharon replied, and
she moved over and hugged Kevin around his waist. Then
he drove her to work, and as she left his car, smiled
at him and said, "See you at eleven, Dr. Jepsen."
Before Kevin could reply, she had shut the car door,
waving goodbye as she used a key to unlock the rear
door of the fast food restaurant, and her age showed
when she blew him a kiss. "I’m in trouble," he said out
loud to himself, and wondered what he was doing with a
young girl.
Shortly before ten that night, Kevin pulled into the
parking lot of the Burger Joint, and saw a young boy
walking through the parking lot, and looking at
Sharon’s car. There were other kids in the lot, so the
boy walked over and got in a car. Kevin had not seen or
known who Danny Brooks was, but he knew that was who
was watching Sharon’s car.
Having heard from Sharon, that her father was a friend
with the sheriff, Kevin decided to call on his cell
phone, the sheriff’s office, instead of the police.
Kevin reported a person evidently trying to enter
someone else’s a vehicle, at the rear of the Burger
Joint. Providing the dispatcher the description of
Sharon’s pickup, and the complete description of the
subject. Kevin sat in his car and watched what he was
certain was an unmarked police car pull into the lot
and the two occupants remained in the car.
In five minutes, the other kids in the parking lot, got
in their cars and drove off. Kevin watched as the young
man again walked over to Sharon’s pick up, and looking
around then took something from his pocket. Within
moments, two more sheriffs’ cruisers and three police
cruisers pulled into the lot and surrounded the stunned
young man, as the two officers who had been in the
unmarked car, grabbed his arms, and took him down to
the ground. The glint in the faint light, reflected
what Kevin was certain was a knife.
Kevin watched as the police placed the young man in a
cruiser, and then drove away. After all the law
enforcement officers had left, Kevin got out of his car
and entered the restaurant, and took the seat next to
the cash register. Sharon saw the handsome man walk in
and set down, and she moved quickly to take his order
before someone else did. Telling her he wanted only
coffee, and how was she doing, Kevin looked at her eyes
and so a look that frightened him.
Sharon is in love with me, and when I should feel so
lucky in having such a beautiful person in love with
me, I know I’m too old for her. I will be done a few
minutes before eleven, as I will close the restaurant
kitchen at a quarter till, so we will have the place
ready to close.
When eleven o’clock showed on his car clock, Kevin
watched as the rear door of the restaurant opened and
Sharon and another girl walked out the door, and after
she locked the door, Sharon walked over to the truck
and got in. Kevin followed her to the farm, and after
she had put her pickup in the garage and locked the
door, she ran over and got in the car with him.
"Come inside while I change clothes, Kevin, and we can
drive somewhere and have a bite of something and I’m
hungry as I didn’t have time to eat my own cooking
tonight."
In the house, Sharon walked up the stairs into her
room, removed her uniform, shoes and socks, and then
asked Kevin, "Do you mind if I take a really quick
shower before we leave?"
"No problem," Kevin replied.
"Come on," Sharon said, and she walked into the
bathroom, unsnapped her bra, removed it and then pulled
her panties off and pitched them into the clothes’
hamper. "Only be a minute, but I want to feel clean and
get the grease smell off me."
In less than two minutes, Sharon was out of the tub,
and she was surprised to find Kevin holding a bath
towel, and he begins drying her off. When his hands
moved the towel over her breast, Sharon found he was
touching them the same as he had the rest of her body.
Looking down, she saw Kevin drying her stomach and
legs, and when he brought the towel up between her
thighs, he did not apply any extra pressure as he dried
her pubic area.
Sharon walked back into her bedroom, took out a skirt
and top, then changed her mind and hung them back up.
Then she took a casual dress from the closet and
slipped it over her body. Reaching into her dresser
drawer, she pulled out a pair of panties, and pulled
them up her legs, under her dress in doing so. Slipping
her feet in her sandals, she freshened her make up, and
turning to Kevin said, "Okay, Dr. Jepsen, your patient
is ready." Kevin wondered about her not putting a bra
on, and putting her panties on after her dress.
This time Kevin drove to a truck stop about twenty
miles away, thinking they would not find someone in the
restaurant that would recognize them, and then went
inside to eat. They enjoyed being together, and Kevin
told Sharon about the police getting someone who was
evidently trying to damage her truck, and his
involvement.
"I had a call from the sheriff’s office and they told
me that Danny will likely have his bail revoked by the
Judge on Monday, and he will be in jail until his
trial."
Once they were finished eating, and they leisurely
drank another cup of coffee, Sharon asked, "Kevin, will
you spend tonight with me, like last night?"
"You want that, are you certain of this, Sharon?"
Looking across the table, Kevin could see something in
the eyes of the young girl he hadn’t noticed until now,
but Sharon had a sparkle in her blueish-green eyes!
That was strange for a girl with her dark hair, and
Kevin asked, "Do you wear contacts?"
"No, and I know you wonder about the coloring of my
eyes, aren’t you?"
"Yes, they are beautiful, but I don’t believe I have
ever seen a girl with your hair color, with your eye
color." Thinking he might have hurt the teen girl’s
feelings, Kevin added, "Your eyes are lovely, and they
sparkle, and it is only now that I wondered what it was
about your eyes that fascinated me."
"What color are your parent's eyes?"
"Both mom and dad, have brown eyes." Grinning at Kevin,
Sharon once more asked. "You haven’t answered my
question about tonight, and, yes, I do want that once
more, of that I’m certain."
Another half and hour passed, before the left the
restaurant and headed back toward Sharon’s home. "You
needn’t worry about my parents, and they are having
Sunday dinner with my mother’s relatives." Thinking for
a moment Sharon told that she had never my father’s
family, but mom’s family loves my father.
For a moment, Kevin didn’t say anything, then he asked,
"How old are your parents? My father is thirty-eight,
and mom is fifty-two." Smiling at Kevin, "Yeah my
mother had me when she was only thirteen, and tells me
I was a love child, when she was a child."
When they entered the house, Sharon excused herself,
and went upstairs to her room. Kevin had turned on the
television, and when Sharon came back into the room, he
wasn’t aware of her presence immediately. Making a
slight coughing sound, Sharon looked at Kevin and
wondered what he would think when he viewed the
nightgown she had put on.
Standing before him, Kevin saw a loveliness in a white
gown, with silk fine lace accents, that was floor
length, with a slit from the floor to her waist. The
bodice had a deep v-cut, which extended a few inches
below her breasts. The image of her breasts was only
lightly covered in the lace, and the puffy nipples were
pointing outward, and nearly visible. The dark hair on
her mons, showed against the material, hiding it from
Kevin’s eyes. "Do you like my gown, and my wearing it
for you, Dr. Jepsen?"
"My god, yes, you truly illustrate the image of a
virgin, and you are getting into my soul, Sharon,
you’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
Moving over to where Kevin was seated in the large
chair, Sharon, stood in front of him, did a couple of
pirouettes on her right foot, then pirouettes on her
left foot, then her body settles on Kevin’s lap.
"You’ve taken ballet lessons, haven’t you?" Kevin
asked.
"Yes, when I was younger, around the age of nine, I
started taking dance lesions, and attend classes once a
week."
Sharon listened as Kevin asks about her parents, and
she was honest and said, "My mother has always spoken
about how difficult it was having me when she was only
thirteen." "Mom said it took five years, before she and
dad, were able to afford anything, but mom’s father
died, and they inherited this small farm."
When Kevin asked about her father’s family, Sharon
spoke that he had been an orphan, and moved from family
to family, her mother she had told her. Something in
Sharon’s response led him to wonder about Bill Wilson
not having some knowledge about his biological parents,
even if he had been a foster-child. Perhaps he could
have a secret investigation complete and give it o
Sharon so she could know about her grandparents on her
father’s side of the family.
For perhaps twenty minutes, they spoke while Sharon was
seated on Kevin’s lap, finally she asked, "Kevin, sleep
with me tonight, like last night."
"You’re sure that is what you want, and Sharon, you are
extremely desirable, and as man, you have excited me to
no end, and you know what I mean, don’t you?"
"Yes, Kevin, but I want you to understand something, I
put this gown on for you tonight." Thinking for a
moment, Sharon spoke very soft, and told Kevin, "I
bought this gown one day when I was shopping and
thought I would wear it on my wedding night." Pausing
briefly, Sharon leaned her face against Kevin’s ear,
and whispered, "Kevin, don’t say anything, just sleep
with me again tonight."
The two of them walked up the stairs, and in Sharon’s
room, they each stood in separate places as Kevin
undressed. Sharon moved over and sat on the edge of the
bed, and when Kevin pulled his boxers from his body,
she saw his manhood growing in size. Kevin moved over
and sat next to the lovely teenager, then they both
eased down onto the bed, and pulled the covers up over
their bodies. Sharon knew only one thing, tonight I hip
Kevin takes me and makes me a woman.
They lay together, and Sharon pulled her gown up to her
hips, and taking the large manhood in her hand placed
it between her legs as it had rested there the previous
night, while they sleep. "Kevin, tell me what I should
do. Will you help me decide?"
"My soul tells me to take you, as I believe you desire,
and I assure you, that you are more than desirable, and
you can feel for yourself how hard my manhood is, in
wanting to feel it deep in the warmth and love of your
female core."
Kevin knew his long explanation hadn’t resolved the
dilemma Sharon had in her mind. Kevin also knew that he
must let Sharon resolve the uncertainty and perplexity
of not being a virgin on her wedding night. There was,
Kevin knew, their age difference, and her hidden fear
of having a child, while young like her mother. "You’re
the only one who can determine what must happen, and I
never want you to hate me, ever, even if that time in
the future is forty years from now, fair young one."
Sharon got bed, walked to her chest of drawers, then
her dresser, and lastly the night-stand next to the
bed, and light candles as she went to each item of
furniture. There were three candles on dresser, and
chest of drawers.
Watching the girl in the long white gown walk back to
the bed, Kevin loved how the candle light illuminated
the room, and the visual effect of candles and the girl
in her silk gown appeared to be a movie setting. Then
Kevin knew what the night would bring him untold
pleasures, and he looked at the image before, and felt
something he hadn’t in years.
"Kevin, will you always remember me and love me, no
matter where our lives cross in the future, nor what
may or may not occur this night?" While she was
speaking, Sharon slipped the gown from her shoulders,
and it seemed to float from her torso, landing around
her feet. "There is love in my heart, and my body is
yours... Kevin, make me your bride, even though we
aren’t married, can you... can you, pretend we’re
married, and is the first man to love me?"
"Sharon, I will... I want you for my bride tonight, but
when you are eighteen, and you desire to do so, we will
fly to Las Vegas and be married, you’re the epitome of
womanhood, even at your age." Reaching out his hands,
Kevin watched as Sharon placed her own hands in his,
and then he asked, "Sharon, are you ready to be my
bride, if so, don’t make me wait any longer, as last
night was torture for me, wanting you, but holding
back, become my bride?"
Sobbing out her answer, with tears falling in joy from
her eyes, Sharon saw the large phallus that she knew
was about to make her the bride of Kevin Jepsen. Then
Sharon spoke the words, the man waiting in her bed
wished to hear, "Dr. Kevin Jepsen, meet Mrs. Kevin
Jepsen."
Her body lay under the man of her life, on her marriage
bed, and Sharon felt the initial touch and slightly
parting of her labium, and sobbed out her love, "Oh
yes, take me, make me a woman, and oh, Kevin, I’m
afraid it will hurt me."
Knowing he must be gentle with the fragile love under
him, Kevin spoke softly as his penis was moving
slightly into the teenage lovely female, whose thighs
were open for his entrance into her virgin folds.
"Sharon, it will likely be a little painful, no matter
what I do, but I will be slow, and when you feel my
penis touching your hymen, let me know when you’re
ready to be taken."
With slow in and out movements of his penis, Kevin was
pressing the gripping sex of the virgin under him,
open. Kevin felt her body draw back, and knew he had
reached her virginity, and then he heard the first
sound she made after asking him to be gentle.
"My Kevin, I feel you, oh darling Kevin, you’re so
sweet, but it is hurting, and you seem so thick in me,
just take me, now I... Augh! KEVIN, MY LOVE, YOU’VE
TAKEN ME, PLEASE LET ME... LET’S WAIT A MINUTE," and
Sharon was no longer a virgin.
"Sharon, thank you for allowing me to be the one to
capture your virginity, but tell me, love, have I also
got your heart?"
"Yesssssss, oh yessss, oh Kevin, love me, gently, but
make me a complete woman, I want your seed in me,"
Sharon said, then she cried out loudly, "I LOVE YOU,
DR. KEVIN JEPSEN!"
For the next five minutes, the pain from her torn
virginity did not stop the teen girl from uttering out
her cries of love and passion for Kevin, and over and
over she told him, "Yeses, I’m yours, Kevin, take me,
however you want me, take me, I love you, and only you,
Kevin."
Hearing Sharon repeating the words over and over, Kevin
had no doubt that the girl under him, was now a woman,
and she was his for the rest of his life, if he wanted
her. "Sharon, will you be my wife, will you marry me?"
"Kevin, yes I will marry you, but KEVIN, I FEEL LIKE,
OHHHHH, KEVIN!" And what Sharon had no previous
knowledge about, she found out what it was to have her
sex filled with a man, and the union of their bodies,
giving her the first climax of her life.
Four times before morning, and twice after waking, the
older man and younger girl, allowed their emotions to
take them to sexual highs. Sharon only knew once more
the feeling of a climax, but the pleasure and enjoyment
of her sexual opening being probed by the overly large
manhood, brought her intense rapport and love for the
man she had told she would marry on her eighteenth
birthday in Las Vegas.
They rose from their "marriage bed" and noticed the red
stains that attested to Sharon’s purity, and Kevin
smiled, and commented, "I can see you weren’t lying
about being chaste, and I thank you for allowing me to
be the first, and I hope the only one to know you."
In the shower, they washed each other, and Sharon,
wanted to honor the man who had claimed her, and she
moved down on her hips and facing the man, took him in
her mouth. Sharon wasn’t certain what she should do,
but with her imagination, she provided the love of her
life, oral sex until he exploded in her mouth.
When the blast of semen landed in the back of her
mouth, Sharon at first chocked, then she did whatever
she could to ensure that Kevin was finished ejaculating
before she removed her mouth from his manhood. Her
mouth was constantly full of his male cream, and she
swallowed as much as she was able to do, but finally
had to let some slip from her mouth.
Kevin pulled her up, and he held the youthful body to
his own. "Thank you, my lovely woman, and you realize
that after what we did last night, to me you are a
woman, and not a young teen girl."
The spent the day together, and around five in the
afternoon, they parted, and made arrangements to meet
next week for their trip to Las Vegas. While waiting
for her parents to return from their weekend trip,
Sharon decided not to tell her parents that she was
going to be married. Then she wondered why Kevin had
wanted a photograph of her parents, and he noticed that
he had picked up a few hairs of each of them.
Monday morning, Kevin sent the hairs out for DNA
testing, and then had a police friend study the photo
of Sharon’s parents, asked he performs a highly
classified background check on the couple. Wednesday
morning, the DNA test results were back, and he called
his police lieutenant friend and asked if he would like
to meet after work for a cocktail and share any
information they may have garnered.
They meet at the Bistro Steak House & Lounge, around
six in the afternoon. Kevin handed his friend the DNA
results, and Lt. Patterson placed the file of his
background investigation results in front of Kevin.
Each knew from the other’s information the couple whose
DNA and background had been researched, were 98.999999
% chances of being mother and son.
"Want to tell me what this all means, Kevin, as I
believe I know, but if it is what you and I think it
is, I suggest we destroy any evidence on the matter."
Kevin told his friend what he had suspected about the
girl’s parents, the girl whom he was going to marry,
next Saturday. Kevin saw the look of surprise on his
friend’s face when he learned he was going to be
married. "I wondered if the girl’s parents weren’t
mother and son, but living as husband and wife, yet you
confirmed there is no record of them being married."
"Then they raised the girl I’m going to marry, Sharon
Wilson, as the daughter of their own union."
"Which means, her father is really her brother," the
police office smiling said to Kevin.
They parted company, and when Kevin got home, he
shredded all the data he had obtained. Then he called
Sharon, and when she answered her cell phone, she
whispered, "I love you, Dr. Kevin Jepsen, but I’m at
work, so can I call you later?"
"Mrs. Kevin Jepsen, if you don’t call me when you get
off work, I will need to drive about a hundred miles,
just to turn you over my knee>"
"Kevin, I’m off on Wednesday, can we meet, I can’t wait
to see you until next Saturday?"
They made arrangements to meet on Wednesday, and when
they finished speaking, Sharon, turned to the girl
working the counter next to her and said, "That was my
future husband on the phone."
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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