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 Author: Honey Moon
Title: Vicki Opens Her Eyes
Keywords: nerd-girl, first time, romance, impregnation



   Vicki Opens Her Eyes

   By Honey Moon



   Vicki O'Brien pulled her long somewhat frazzled hair back out of her
eyes, and secured it into a crooked ponytail with a short length of stiff
wire from her workbench.  The twenty-one year old sighed as she picked her
soldering iron back up and returned to work.  "I'm sure I'm very happy for
you." She said absentmindedly to her best friend Doug.



   Doug Wakefield smiled.  "Last night was great.  Kelly and I went to a
movie, and well." He blushed.  "Afterwards, she gave me, um, a hand job
and, uh, you know, somehow she ended up using her mouth."



   It may have been from the attention Vicki was giving the connection she
was making when the young woman gritted her teeth and inhaled with a short
sharp hiss.  "Damn it Doug, what makes you think I want to know all the
gory details of your dates with my sister!"



   "Sorry, Vic.  I just wanted to ask some advice.  You know your sister
better then anyone." He hesitated, boyishly handsome face reddening. 
"Valentine's day is tomorrow.  I, um, I was wondering if you knew of a way
I could, um well, convince your sister to `give it up' and go to bed with
me!"



   Vicki put the iron back on its stand, and thought of all advice to give
him.  Pay her cash, like any other whore?  Another way was to just shove
her down and spread her legs.  Kelly banged so many girls and guys since
high school; one more wouldn't make a difference!  She shook her head.  She
loved her sister dearly, and didn't mean any of that.  Vicki and her big
sister had always been close.  Those wicked nasty thoughts were entirely
uncalled for.  She couldn't blame Kelly if the woman seemed to love wasting
her time dallying with sex when she could be applying herself to useful
productive work!



   The young woman sat up proudly on her stool.  She had never even kissed
a boy, let alone dated!  Kelly, at twenty-five, worked a nine-to-five job
as head teller at their local bank.  Vicki, on the other hand, didn't need
to work at all.  The royalties from her five patents had paid off the house
the sisters shared, and gave her all the free time and money she needed to
work on her many projects.  She hadn't told anyone yet.  Her royalty
payments made her officially a millionaire just six weeks ago!  Spread out
over several banks, domestic and off shore, her savings now totaled one
point one million!  That just went to show how keeping your priorities
straight help make you a success in life!



   She forced a smile.  "How many dates have you guys been on?" she asked
conversationally, while her knuckles turned white from how hard she
`casually' gripped the edge of her workbench.



   The twenty-one year old sun bleached blonde's boyishly handsome face
grew flush.  "Valentine's day will make it seven." His blush deepened. 
"That will be the perfect day to, um, lose my, uh, virginity."



   "Jeeze Doug, TMI!" Vicki sighed.  She had long ago picked up on her
sister's pattern.  Seven seemed to be her magic number.  Man or woman, if
they made it to a seventh date, the night ended in Kelly's bed!  Still, she
couldn't just blurt that out.  "I'd go with a romantic dinner, and maybe a
nice bottle of Champagne." For some reason she felt a chill somewhere near
her heart as she continued.  "Kelly is a romantic at heart.  I think if you
play your cards right, this Valentine's Day will be the one you`ll remember
for the rest of your life." Vicki was certain she wouldn't forget it!



   "You think so?" he smiled.  "I already have dinner reservations." He
coughed "Um, and booked a suite at the Moonlight Inn."



   "Good thinking.  Your apartment is a pigsty, you slob!"



   Doug looked around his friend's workshop and laughed.  "Vic, you sure
are one to talk." It looked like several computer stores had exploded,
strewing parts and wires everywhere.  There was even what looked
suspiciously like a motorcycle transmission propped up on a couple plastic
milk crates next to a big chunk of jaggedly cut foam rubber.  "Didn't this
start out as your bedroom?  What happened to your bed?  Where the hell do
you even sleep?"



   She hooked a thumb over her shoulder.  "My bed's over there, dummy."



   Doug stared.  Did she mean the foam next to the transmission?  "You're
kidding, right?  What do you do, curl up like a dog on that thing?"



   Hopping off of her stool, Vicki sighed.  "Yeah, yeah, I know I'm short!"
the five foot redhead brushed a hair fine strand of wire from her baggy
sweatshirt.  "I get a good three hours sleep whenever I need it!  Why
should I waste room on a damn bed?  Besides, that's the same material they
make those "Tempur" beds out of!  It's just exactly big enough for me to
stretch out on!"



   "You win, shorty!" he laughed.



   Vicki bristled.  "I warned you about that, Douglas!" she balled her
delicate hands into dainty fists.  "I beat the snot out of you when we were
five, and I can do it again at twenty-one!  My dad made me take a bunch of
self defense classes, remember?  I'm short, but I work out.  I bet I could
knock you into next Tuesday if I wanted to!"



   The six foot tall muscular man held up his hands as if warding off
blows. "I yield!" he said with a grin.  "You're still just as tough as the
little kid that gave me a black eye the day her family moved in next door
to mine!"



   She relaxed, grinning sheepishly.  "I was a little bitch, wasn't I?"



   Doug laughed.  "I wouldn't go that far." He thought back at how their
friendship had solidly forged, even as his eye was swelling shut.  The two
had been inseparable ever since.  "I just had to get used to your, uh,
vibrant personality."



   "That's a nice code word for bitchy." She laughed.  "Well, I think I
better take a break from work now.  It's making me get all vibrant, I
think."



   "Personally, I think it's because you only give yourself three hours of
sleep a night.  That's not enough.  You'll make yourself sick!"



   "Yes mom." She laughed.  "Come on downstairs.  I want something for
dinner.  I'm starved!"



   He shook his head as he followed his best friend.  "At least eat
something other then a peanut butter and jelly sandwich!"



   "Jeeze Doug, I'm not a little kid!  I don't need anyone telling me what
to eat." she thought for a moment.  "I think Kelly bought some asparagus.
I'll steam some.  Do you want any?"



   "Uh, no thanks!" Vicki may have some strange eating habits, but nobody
could ever say she didn't eat healthy!



   Kelly was already home from shopping when they reached the kitchen. 
"Hey guys!" she said cheerfully, before embracing Doug and giving him a
sweet kiss.  "Honey, I'm looking forward to Valentine's day tomorrow.  I
can't wait to see what you have planned for us!"



   Vicki went to the refrigerator.  Flinging it open, she nearly shook
everything out of their places inside the door.  She pretended to study the
chilly contents, trying not to notice the disgusting display of her sister
working her feminine wiles.  She snatched up a twenty ounce plastic bottle.
"Doug, do you want a water?" She hurled it across the kitchen before he
could answer.



   With catlike reflexes, Doug managed to catch the bottle before it struck
the side of his head.  Its high velocity stung his hand.  "Uh, thanks Vic."



   Kelly smiled.  "I know, how about I fix us all a nice traditional Sunday
dinner?"



   Vicki sighed.  "No thanks Kelly.  I'm not hungry.  I'm going up in a
minute to get back to work, anyway."



   "Vic, you just said you were starving." Doug sighed.  "You have to take
time to eat."



   "What the fuck do you care?" she shouted.  "I have important things to
do!  I'll make a damn P and J sandwich later on!  Enjoy your damn romantic
dinner together!" she stormed out of the room, came back a second later to
grab herself a bottle of water, and stormed right back out again.



   "Shit!  Did I say something wrong?" Doug shook his head.  "Vic's been
pissed at me for days, and I can't figure out why!"



   "You can't?" Kelly tried to keep the smile off of her face.  "Don't
worry about it.  Vicki is just in a bit of a mood right now.  I think she's
finally ready for me to have a serious talk with her.  Why don't you go
home, and I'll see you tomorrow night." She gave him a peck on the cheek.
"Get here a little early, and bring a box of chocolates.  Good chocolates,
okay?"



   "I thought you gave up candy." He said with a wicked grin.  "Didn't you
say it goes right to your hips?"



   "Never mind about that!" Kelly smiled sweetly.  "It's Valentine's Day.
You have to have chocolates on Valentine's Day!"



   She waited for him to leave, and then headed upstairs.  Kelly looked
into her sister's disheveled room.  "Everything okay, Vicki?' she asked
softly.



   "Everything's just fine!" She snatched up her soldering iron.  "Why
would you think something is wrong?" she asked sharply, while applying
herself to her work.



   "I may not be the nerd-girl genius of the family, but I do know one
thing."



   "What's that?" Vicki asked, while poking a length of solder against the
tip of the iron, and giving it a puzzled look.



   "Soldering irons don't generally work if they aren't plugged in, that's
what."



   Slamming the cold tool down on the work surface, Vicki swiveled on her
stool and glared at her sister.  "What the fuck do you want?  I'm busy! 
Shouldn't you be cooking dinner for Dougie-poo?"



   "He went home already.  Do you want me to make you something?"



   "No!" the stool squeaked as she spun around, pointedly putting her back
to Kelly.  "I'm fine on my own!  I, I don't need you or Doug!  So when you
marry that asshole, you can just move out!  Don't give one little thought
to me!"



   "Hey, hold on!  Nobody's getting married here!  What makes you think I'm
marrying Doug?"



   "I just know!" Vicki couldn't help it, and the unmistakable sound of a
young woman sniffing back her tears filled the room.  "Doug is my friend,
not yours!" she wailed.  "You're stealing him from me, you bitch!"



   Kelly strode into the room and grabbed her sister by the shoulder,
spinning her back around.  "That was uncalled for, baby sister!"



   "Okay, then how about whore?  I know!  Maybe you'd rather I call you
cunt!"



   Both sisters were equally surprised when Kelly slapped Vicki's face. 
"You listen to me!  I am not stealing anyone!  Little Miss I have five
patents, you think you're such a high powered thinking machine, but you
really are ignorant!"



   Jumping to her feet, Vicki touched her cheek, tears forgotten as her
eyes opened wide.  "How can you say I'm ignorant?  Mensa keeps pestering me
to join!  I don't want anything to do with those dummies!"



   Kelly sighed.  "You are ignorant.  Anyone who can't tell that Douglas
Wakefield is in love with her is not only ignorant, but quite possibly too
stupid to walk and chew gum at the same time!"



   "Ha!" She actually barked out a short mirthless laugh.  "How can you say
Doug loves me, when he's dating you?"



   "You stay right there!" Kelly snapped.  "Do not move an inch!" She ran
down the hall to the bathroom.  Making fast work, she scrubbed off her
makeup, and then dashed into her room.  Hurrying out of her silk blouse,
she pulled on the old sweatshirt she usually wore while washing her car.



   "Look at me, and tell me what you see." She ordered as she stormed back
into her sister's room.  Rapidly scrubbing both hands through her hair
until it was a frizzy mess, she continued.  "My hair isn't as long as
yours, but look!" She pulled her hair back from her face, and stared at
Vicki.



   "You look like me.  Um, I mean I look like you.  Big deal!  Everybody
knows that!  People used to always think we were twins until they noticed
you were a couple inches taller then me.  Nobody ever believes you're
really my big sister!"



   "Think, Miss Genius!" Kelly sighed.  "Doug is dating you, vicariously
through me!"



   Vicki stared incredulously.  "You're crazy!"



   "Am I?" Kelly smiled.  "So far I've counted ten distinct times where
Doug has called me Vic, and once he even came right out and said Victoria.
The poor guy doesn't even know he's doing it."



   "That was just a slip of the tongue!  It doesn't prove anything!"



   "A slip of the tongue, eleven times?  Vicki, he talks about you
constantly!" she laughed.  "Then he makes me watch all those stupid sci-fi
movies and shows you love so much.  It's like he's trying to make me into
you!"



   "He likes them too!" Vicki yelled.  "Quit talking nonsense!  If you knew
he loved me, why the hell are you dating him?"



   "I'm doing it to help you, dummy!"



   "Help me how?" The younger sister felt the tears flowing again.  "You
must love him!  Why else would you, would you have" she could hardly say
the words "s-sucked on his dick!"



   "Shit!  I didn't think he'd tell you about that!  Maybe he's
subconsciously trying to make you jealous!  Vicki, I'm only human!" Kelly
blushed.  "I had to keep him interested until I could figure out how to get
you two together!  I'd have no control over the situation if he started
dating someone else!"



   "Yeah, right!  You had him completely under your control while his cock
was in your mouth!"



   "Look sister dear, I'd be lying if I said I didn't like it, but think
about this!" Kelly lowered her voice to a more conversational level.  "That
was the time he called me Victoria, just about the exact second he popped
off.  Look, I happen to know I'm the first girl Doug has ever even asked
out on a date.  Didn't you ever wonder why a healthy good looking
personable man like Doug, has never dated?"



   She sighed.  "I happen to also know a lot of girls in high school
thought he was actually homosexual, and were completely pissed over it! 
Thankfully Doug was always big, strong, and self assured enough, that none
of the guys ever tried bullying him along those lines!  He's been waiting
all this time for you to show some interest in him as a man, and not just
as a buddy!  I had to say yes when he asked me out!  Just the fact he asked
told me he's just about ready to give up on waiting for you!  I'm his
consolation prize, but at least this way I kept him close to you!"



   "But, you, you didn't have to do something as nasty as, um, falatio!"



   "I wouldn't call it nasty, but I really needed to do it!  The poor guy
is a twenty-one year old virgin.  He was so horny last night that he wasn't
thinking straight.  If I didn't give him a little action to settle him
down, he may have done something stupid like pick up a prostitute on Sunset
Boulevard!" Kelly grinned sheepishly.  "Sure, I liked doing it, but I swear
to you right now.  I would never have gone any farther then a little oral.
Lots of people don't even count that as sex.  Plus, he's still one hundred
percent virgin in the way it really counts."



   Vicki stared at her sister, and felt very strange.  Her heart was
pounding, and she felt rather warm in an embarrassing personal way.  Her
anger had also vanished.  She threw her arms around her sister and sobbed.
"Oh Kelly, I'm so sorry!  I called you nasty things, but I didn't mean it!"



   Kelly stroked her younger sister's hair, frankly enjoying being in the
sexy woman's arms.  "I know you didn't mean it, kiddo."



   Vicki sniffled for a few moments before speaking again.  "He, uh, you
really think he likes me?  I mean, LIKE likes me?"



   Kelly indulged herself by hugging Vicki a little tighter, pressing their
firm breasts together.  "Sweetie, He's crazy about you!"



   "Kelly, I'm not glamorous or sexy like you are!" she slipped away from
her sister, and sheepishly looked down towards the floor.  "Why would he
like me?"



   The older woman sighed.  "I think you really believe that bullshit! 
Vicki, you may dress like a frump, but that doesn't stop all the guys from
drooling every time you walk by!"



   "I'm not frumpy!  I just dress for comfort!"



   "Kiddo, you're every guy's nerd-girl walking wet dream!" she laughed
again.  "Do you think guys don't notice your huge hooters, just because you
only wear baggy sweatshirts?  Do you think your worn old jeans and tattered
warm up pants do anything to hide a figure that could be in Playboy
Magazine?" she giggled.  "Once I actually saw a guy walk into a wall while
staring at your ass in those snug, worn out old sweatpants you always wear.
Besides, who told me about how the guys at the computer store you get parts
from drop whatever they're doing to run over and help you the second you
step into the shop?"



   "Not just the guys.  Maggie, the manager, too." She clapped a hand over
her mouth and turned nearly as red as her hair.  "Uh-oh!  I, I don't even
like girls the way you do!"



   "Uh-oh is right!" Kelly grinned.  "Maybe you should steer this Maggie my
way.  I haven't jumped over the fence in quite a while."



   Vicki couldn't help giggling.  Kelly was, uh, friendly with everybody!
In high school, you never knew from day to day if she would be dating a boy
or a girl!  "The other day Maggie offered to carry my bag out to my car for
me." She giggled some more.  "I only bought a new toner cartridge for my
printer.  Do you remember that show "Xena: Warrior Princess"?  That's
Maggie.  She's a raven haired Amazon with a pierced tongue!"



   Kelly sighed wistfully.  "Oh, I do like buff girls!  Seriously kiddo, do
your big sister a favor and hook me up!"



   Vicki suddenly looked serious.  Then she started to look scared.  "Oh my
God, Kelly, what do I do?  Doug likes me, and, and, I like him!" She
whimpered.  "I, I think I love him!  Oh shit, when the hell did that
happen?"



   "I know kiddo, just calm down." Kelly smiled "As to when it happened, I
think that was years ago, maybe even on the day you guys met.  You just
didn't let yourself notice."



   Vicki tried to bring herself under control.  "I, I at least have some
time to think things over." She sighed.  "Please be gentle when you break
up with him tomorrow.  Maybe you should wait until the next date, so his
Valentine's Day isn't ruined."



   "Kiddo, I'm not going out with him tomorrow." Kelly grinned wickedly. 
"You are!"



   "What, are you kidding?  I don't know what to do on a date!" she
shuddered.  "What if I do something stupid?" She snatched up a blank CD and
looked at her reflection in it.  For the first time in her life, she
critically looked at her hair style, or lack there of!  "I'm a mess, and
all I own is sweatshirts and tee-shirts!  I have a Star Fleet command
uniform, but I can't wear that." She looked hopeful.  "Can I?"



   "Certainly not, Trekkie!" her sister grinned.  "I'll help you out.  I've
been hoping for this moment and prepared accordingly.  I know your sizes,
and took the liberty of making a few purchases.  Come with me."



   She followed meekly behind her sister, into a bedroom that could only be
described as girly-girl.  At least that's how Vicki thought of it.  She
tended to think a roll of wire or two, and a few circuit boards scattered
tastefully around the room were fairly good decorator touches.  "I can't
wear anything of yours." She said softly as Kelly opened the door to her
walk in closet.  "You're taller then me, and, um, my boobs are bigger then
yours."



   "Pay attention, Miss Genius.  I said I made a few purchases." She looked
through the neatly hanging clothes, and made a selection.  "Perfect!  It's
Valentine's Day, so everyone and her sister will be wearing red.  Emerald
green matches your eyes perfectly.  You'll stand out in the crowd, not to
mention it'll make your beautiful hair color really pop."



   "My hair is the same color as yours." Vicki said softly, while nervously
eyeing the dress.  "What does that say about you, making comments like
that?"



   "It says I'm a vain little bitch who knows the power of red hair over
mere mortals." She held the gown up to her sister.  "Try it on!"



   Vicki backed away.  "That's old!  Besides, I never wear dresses!"



   "Not old, vintage!  This is a party dress from the mid nineteen fifties.
I thought of you the second I saw it.  The silk jacquard fabric will look
so sexy against your fair skin, and the low "V" back will give just the
right `tease' factor with your long hair sweeping across it."



   Vicki sighed.  "It doesn't matter.  Doug is expecting to go out with you
tomorrow anyway.  Whatever I wear, he's all ready to be with you!"



   Kelly laughed.  "So you don't think I'll be able to do a magic trick
tomorrow?"



   "What the hell are you talking about?"



   "When I'm done with you, I guarantee that I'll turn invisible.  Dougie
won't even notice I'm in the same room!"



   Vicki whimpered.  "But Kelly, he, he expected to have sex with you
tomorrow night!  He booked a suite at the Moonlight Inn and everything!"
She looked at the lovely dress and gulped rather dramatically.  "What, what
if he wants to" her voice dropped to a whisper "Have sex with me?"



   "No `what if' about it." Kelly giggled.  "I've seen his cock; remember?
I guarantee you'll have a wonderful time!  I suggest you eat just a light
dinner, and be prepared for a glorious night of good clean wholesome
exercise!" Her eyes closed to slits.  "That is unless you want to lose him
forever when he finds some other girl willing to give him what he needs! 
No woman alive would willingly let her lover be "Just Friends' with a sexy
little redheaded bombshell that he so obviously adores!  You don't dare let
Doug be faced with that choice!  You'll regret it for the rest of your
life!"



   Vicki turned and ran from the room.  "This is crazy!" she shouted as she
dashed to the familiar comfort of her disorganized workshop bedroom.



   Her sister joined her seconds later.  "Kiddo, it isn't crazy." Kelly
sighed and sat on her sister's uncomfortable stool.  "Aside from your
brain, you're a normal human female." She thought a moment.  "You are,
aren't you?  Do you masturbate?"



   "Kelly!" her face turned very red and she couldn't help glancing at the
Nerf football she kept on top of her bookcase.



   Her sister noticed, and laughed.  "I may not be a genius of your
caliber, but let me guess.  Late at night, sometimes that football
`accidentally' ends up on the foam rubber oddity you call a bed.  Since you
sleep on your tummy, it seems to end up trapped between your thighs.  I'll
bet it sinks into the foam just the right way and you wriggle on it for
hours."



   "Shut up!" Vicki smiled shyly.  "Okay already!  I only bop the ball once
in a while.  Usually I take a real long shower, you know, with the hand
held shower massager."



   "Is that all?"



   "You are a bitch, do you know that, Kelly?" she laughed though.  "You
know I watch Anime, right?  Ever hear of Hentai?  Sometimes I sit on a
towel while watching, and, um, my fingers get a little busy.  Not to
mention, wet."



   "Sure, I've heard of Hentai!  Isn't that those super perverted cartoons
from Japan?" the older woman pretended to be shocked.  "I hear they animate
all sorts of depraved things!  You diddle to dirty cartoons?  That's
disgusting!  If I spring for a spare hard drive, can you copy your
collection for me?" She looked hopeful.  "Maybe you could tag a few good
lesbian things for me to watch.  I haven't been on the other side of the
fence for far too long!"



   "Sure, okay." Vicki couldn't believe this.  "So, um, you think Doug
would really want to fuck me?"



   "Victoria Wilma O'Brien, now you're just fishing for complements!" She
laughed.  "Doug has wanted to get into your pants since we were all kids! I
used to get a kick out of the way he stared at you when we all went
swimming.  Every time he watched you dive, the poor kid pitched a tent in
his trunks!  I swear he ran to the bathroom and jerked off at least four
times every day we went to the public swimming pool together!"



   Feeling flushed, and oddly happy, Vicki sighed.  "So, you're, you're
okay with me being with Doug tomorrow?"



   "Kiddo, I've been hoping you two would get together since we were in
high school!  To paraphrase George McFly, Doug is your density!" she
winked. "I may have gone just a tiny hair too far, but think of me as a
`hands on' sort of matchmaker!"



   "More like `mouth on', I'd say!" There was no heat in the comment.  In
fact, Vicki couldn't help a little smirk.



   Kelly waved a hand dismissively.  "Whatever you call it, I've know Doug
was your perfect match since you guys got in trouble for blowing up the
garage when you were ten!  Besides, tomorrow I'm going out to buy a nice
new external hard drive.  If I play my cards right, Maggie with the pierced
tongue may want to carry it out to my car, and maybe all the way up to my
bedroom!" She hopped up and headed for the door.  If you change your mind
about dinner, we can order a veggie pizza or something."



   "That sounds great!  I'm starving!" Feeling happier then she'd felt
since before Kelly started dating Doug, Vicki followed her sister
downstairs.



   The next day, Vicki was still happy, but more nervous then she had ever
felt in her life!  She had slept soundly enough.  She always did when her
football ended up in bed with her, but she was still a jittery mass of
tension.  She couldn't work.  She couldn't even read.  The frazzled woman
spent her time watching inane nonsense on some cable channel, not even
caring about what she was looking at.  The day just dragged on until her
sister finally announced that it was time to get ready.



   "Kelly, are you sure about this?" she cried, looking in the mirror and
cringing at the image of herself in just bra and panties.  "I look like I'm
about to fire both torpedoes!"



   "I'm positive!" Kelly put a finger thoughtfully to her lips.  She walked
slowly around Vicki, carefully appraising the bra from every angle, not to
mention the woman's stunning figure.  "Kiddo, if you weren't my sister, I'd
be all over you!" she blushed and shook her head.  "Um, I was just kidding.
Forget I said that!  Anyway, that's a genuine nineteen fifties Hollywood
Vassarette strapless bullit bra.  It took me weeks to track it down in a
34D after I found that dress for you.  They're perfect together!  That's
the shape the dress was designed for."



   "It's not the shape I was designed for!  It's not very comfortable, and
it's making me so damn pointy!  How the hell are they even staying up so
high without straps anyway?  Maybe I could just wear one of my sport bras.
Nobody would notice!"



   Kelly said the magic words.  "Doug will!"



   Vicki felt a silly smile spread over her face.  "I, I bet he will.  You
should see him when we watch old science fiction fifties B movies.  He
practically drools over the young, uh, perky girls being menaced by
unworldly horrors!  Aright, I'll wear it."



   "Good.  I knew Dougie was a man of taste!  He's gonna go crazy seeing
you like this!" she handed the dress to her sister.



   Vicki slipped into the garment.  "Zip me?" she asked coyly, turning her
back to Kelly.



   "I kind of wish I was unzipping." She muttered softly while closing her
gorgeous sister into the dress.



   "What was that?" Vicki asked absentmindedly as she looked into the
mirror.



   "Nothing kiddo, damn, you look great!"



   "I feel a little breezy." She blushed prettily.  "Um, maybe I should go
with pantyhose after all."



   "Nope, bare legs are perfect!" Kelly smiled.  "Besides, your toes look
so cute after you finally let me do your nails."



   Vicki giggled.  "Don't think for a second I didn't know how much you
really enjoyed painting my toenails to match the dress.  Do us both a
favor, go hook up with Maggie!"



   "You tease!" Kelly laughed.  "Are you sure you don't want long nails? 
It wouldn't take me long at all to apply them."



   Vicki looked at her hands.  Her neatly trimmed nails looked kinda cute
in emerald green, but she knew when enough was enough.  "No way!  I
wouldn't be able to work if I had claws!"



   "Fine, I was just asking!" Kelly dashed to her closet and pulled out a
shoebox.  "Here, it's the finishing touch!"



   Opening the box, Vicki examined the cute little strappy gold sandals. 
"Thank God you aren't trying to get me into hooker heels, but are you sure
about gold?"



   "I'm not crazy!" her sister grinned.  "You never wore heels in your
life. I'm not going to be responsible for you breaking your neck!" She took
a sandal out of the box and held it up near her sister's head.  "Gold
highlights both the dress and your hair.  Trust me, it works!"



   Vicki slipped them on.  "They're actually comfortable." She took a few
cautious steps.  "Not as comfortable as sneakers, but I can get used to
them."



   "Just one final touch." Kelly helped Vicki, and carefully positioned the
three inch wide gold lamé hair band in place.  Just as she had hoped, with
every step she took, the sweep of Vicki's nearly waist length hair gave
nice tantalizing views of the daring low cut V back of the dress. 
"Perfect! You look like you traveled in time from the fifties!"



   "Are you sure I didn't need to go to a salon and get a style?" Vicki
asked uncertainly as she looked into the mirror.  "My hair looks better
after you trimmed it a little, and got rid of the split ends and frizz, but
it just hangs straight."



   "Kiddo, I'm not trying to change you!" Kelly smiled sweetly.  "I just
wanted to spice up the packaging.  That's why the only makeup I'm having
you use is Rouge Noir lipstick.  Less is more, after all.  Trust me; you
look gorgeous with straight hair.  Besides, you don't want to start messing
with elaborate styles now.  You wouldn't know how to care for them, and
you'd worry about it all night!  Now get downstairs, I have a surprise for
you!"



   The sisters went down to their living room.  "What surprise?" Vicki
asked, noting that the ottoman was sitting in the middle of the room, and
Kelly's laptop was on the coffee table.



   "Stand there, kiddo." Kelly pointed at the ottoman.  "Just give me a
minute here."



   Vicki gracefully climbed up on, and stood atop the sturdy old foot
stool. She saw what her sister was doing and gasped.  "Kelly, don't you
dare!"



   "Too late!" the older girl cried triumphantly.  "Told you mom!  I
finally got to play `dress-up' with Vicki!  Doesn't she look simply
fabulous?"



   Their mother's pretty face lit up the laptop's screen.  "Oh honey, you
look beautiful!  Turn around for momma!"



   Vicki spun slowly, blushing as she was inspected via webcam.  "Uh,
thanks mom!  Kelly gave me this dress."



   "Frank, come look at our baby!" The woman on the computer yelled.



   Her father soon joined the woman on the screen.  "Wow!  My princess
looks like a movie star!"



   Kelly laughed.  "She also has a Valentine's Day date with Doug.  Isn't
that great?"



   "So you're finally going to put that young man out of his misery, eh?"
her father asked knowingly.  "It's about time!"



   "Daddy!  Mom, tell him not to say things like that!"



   "Sweetheart, I agree with your father.  You've played that boy along for
far too long!  Just thank your lucky stars he waited for you to get some
sense into your head!"



   Vicki hastily got off of the ottoman.  "Am I the only one who didn't
know what was going on all these years?"



   Three voices cried out "Yes!" in perfect harmony.



   "Girls, we have to go now.  Your father and I are going to a Valentine's
night skinny-dipping, um, I mean we've been invited to a neighbor's pool
party in honor of Valentine's Day.  Sweetheart, I'll call you tomorrow to
ask about your date!" The screen went blank.



   Vicki laughed.  "Damn, I thought they went to Florida to retire!  Mom's
gonna wear daddy out if she's not careful!"



   "Kiddo, it's not just mom." Kelly grinned.  "I think our straight laced
conservative parents are doing a little experimenting with partner swaps.
Last week when I was talking to dad on the phone, I could hear mom
squealing from the other room.  Then some woman with a sexy Italian accent
started begging daddy to hang up the phone and play with her!"



   Vicki was startled, but happy for her parents.  "Well, I'm glad they're
having so much fun!"



   Kelly eyed her sister.  "I bet you will be too, before the night is
over."



   "Don't remind me!" Vicki's nerves flared again.  "I, I'm still a virgin,
remember?  This is all new to me!"



   "So, you did decide to go through with it."

   w

   "I can't stand the thought of losing him!" she sighed.  "I always knew
I'd try it some day, but I never gave sex any serious thought!  Now all of
a sudden, I'm almost desperate to have my cherry popped tonight!  I'm as
nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs!  I know one
thing though.  Doug is the only man I'd ever want to be with me, uh, like
that!  I want to be with Doug forever!  Not just as a friend!" she smiled
shyly.  "I, I want to be his lover, too!"



   Kelly peeked through the curtains.  "Good!  Hold that thought.  Doug
just pulled up in the driveway!"



   Vicki ran to the door, spun around, and ran back away from it.  "What do
I do?  Oh God, he won't laugh, will he?"



   "Just answer the door and say hello." Her sister grinned.  "I guarantee
he won't laugh.  He may forget how to breath, but he won't be laughing!"



   Leaning with her back against the door, Vicki tried to slow down her
racing heart when the doorbell rang.  She waited about a minute, trying not
to appear too eager, before she turned and opened the door.  "Hi Doug." She
said softly; ready to run for the stairs at the first sign of laughter, or
even a grin.



   Doug opened his mouth, and then froze.  He meant to ask if Kelly was
ready, but suddenly completely forgot what he was going to say.  "H-Hi
Vic." He finally stammered, when his fevered mind realized that the
gorgeous creature who had answered the door was indeed his childhood
friend.



   "Would, uh, you like to come in?" Vicki stood aside, and motioned into
the house.



   Doug almost tripped over his own feet as he nearly staggered into the
room.  "That, that's a dress." He said stupidly.  "Uh, I mean you look nice
in it!"



   She blushed, when she noticed how hard the poor guy was trying to keep
his eyes on hers.  They kept dropping to the pointed distraction the old
fashioned bra was offering him, and then popping right back to stare wildly
into her eyes.  "Thank you, Doug.  It's sweet of you to say so."



   "Your sister, um, uh, Shit!  It's on the tip of my tongue!" he closed
his eyes for a second.  "Kelly!  That's it.  I, I was supposed to be seeing
Kelly."



   Kelly couldn't help giggling.  She didn't mind being forgotten at all.
This was like something from a fairytale!  "Dougie, I'm very sorry.  I
can't keep our date tonight." She grinned wickedly "The moon is about to
explode, and I have to fly off on my broomstick to go fix it."



   Still staring at Vicki, Doug just nodded, the nonsensical words not even
registering in his brain.  "Okay, Kelly.  Have fun with that." He nervously
held out a large heart shaped box of chocolates.  "Vicki, here, Happy
Valentine's Day!  They're from the Godiva Chocolatier shop."



   She took the box, it must have weighed a pound!  He probably spent a
hundred bucks on it!  "Thank you, Doug." She placed it on the coffee table,
and removed the lid.  "I need, um; I think I'll try one."



   Doug watched as she picked a chocolate after careful consideration, and
popped it into her mouth.  Her eyelids fluttered, and she took a deep
shuddering breath.  He couldn't stop himself from staring at how her firm
full, and today, pointy breasts rose to the occasion!



   Vicki hoped nobody noticed the little whimper she made as the heavenly
bit of confection melted in her mouth.  Her toes curled in her sandals, and
she came sinfully close to just melting with the chocolate to sink joyfully
into the floor!  She usually allowed herself just four chocolate bars a
month.  She knew she was an addict, but kept herself under strict control.
Still, she'd rather throw away both her Nerf football, and the hand held
showerhead, rather then give up the sensual delight of eating one piece of
chocolate a week!  This box of sinful delights would be a problem!  Hands
shaking, she forced herself to put the lid back in place.  "That, that was
pretty good." She said in a husky voice.  She glared at Kelly when the
woman snickered.



   "Vic, would, would you like to go to dinner with me?"



   "I, um, sure.  I, I would be happy too." She glanced lovingly at the
heart shaped treasure, and then glared at Kelly again.  "Touch them and
die!" she couldn't help whispering as she took Doug's arm and headed out
the door.



   "Here, don't forget this!" Kelly handed her sister a tiny gold clutch.
"Open it only after dinner!" she cautioned, grinning to herself about the
two boxes of condoms she had stuffed inside.  The sisters were very close,
and that included their cycles.  Tonight was the `hottest' night of the
month for both of them!  Kelly knew Vicki would be frantically desperate
for a `Girl's Best Friend' before the evening was through.  Poor Doug was
too horny and distracted to be trusted with an important little detail like
birth control.  "You'll thank me for them in the morning, kiddo!" she said
with a knowing grin.



   Vicki smiled.  "Thanks sis!" she laughed.  "I meant it about the
chocolate though!  I'll know if even one piece is missing!"



   Kelly sighed as the door closed.  "Have a good time, kiddo!" she looked
at the clock on the wall.  "Oh, I better get ready.  The computer store
closes in a couple hours.  I better hurry if I want to be Maggie's last
customer for the night!"



   It felt strange the way Doug opened the car door for her, and actually
handed her inside.  "Um, thanks Doug." She said after he hurried around and
climbed into the driver's seat.  "You look good in a suit.  It suits you."
She felt like kicking herself in the butt for saying something so stupid!
"Um, I mean you look very handsome tonight."



   "Thanks Vic." He grinned sheepishly.  "I hate wearing a tie, but it
seemed appropriate for tonight."



   "Well, I think you look terrific!" Vicki fiddled with the clutch her
sister had insisted she carry.  "This thing is stupid!" she opened the
glove box and tossed it inside.  "It's too small.  I feel naked without my
backpack." She heard Doug give a little gasp at a certain word, and noticed
when the pulled up to a red light, he kept stealing little glances at her
legs.  "It's not like you never saw me in shorts before, pervert!" she
giggled, removing any sting.  "What the hell are you staring at?"



   "Sorry Vic!" he tore his eyes away, and concentrated on the road.  "A
dress is different!" he took a deep breath.  The nakedness goes all the way
up underneath!"



   "That's about the dumbest thing I ever heard!  I'm wearing panties, I'll
have you know!" Despite her words, she spread her legs just a tiny bit, and
casually pulled a little on the skirt of the dress until her knees were
completely exposed.  She smiled at the next red light.  Doug, eyeing her
knees, didn't notice the light had turned green until the driver in back of
them leaned on the horn.  She suspected they would have sat there for
twenty minutes had there been nobody behind them!



   "Shit!  Sorry Vic!"



   She giggled again, discovering she rather liked the attention.  "Doug,
you don't have to keep apologizing!" she thought for a moment.  "Maybe I
should ask Kelly if she has any more dresses.  What do you think?"



   "Well, you look good in anything, Vic." He was quiet for almost a
minute. "I have to say it!  Your legs are fantastic!  I'm all for anything
that shows more of them!"



   Wow, Kelly was right!  He really did find her sexy!  She wasn't used to
hearing things like that, but found she didn't mind it at all!  "I'll ask
Kelly to take me shopping.  Maybe I'll get a couple of skirts.  What's your
favorite color?"



   "Plaid!" he blurted out.  "Um, I mean red, I, I guess."



   "Ah ha!" she grinned.  "Somebody has a school girl fetish!"



   He pulled into the restaurant parking lot, stopping under the awning at
the main entrance.  "I do not!" Shutting off the car, he turned to face
her. "Still, a white blouse and knee high socks would look great on you!"



   She started to open the car door, but stopped when Doug bolted from the
driver's seat.  "Thank you, sir." She said in a phony southern accent. 
"You are too kind!"



   Doug casually tossed his keys to the grinning valet.  "It's a pure
pleasure, Ma'am!"



   "Doug, I'm impressed!" She had never seen him willingly let another
human being drive his precious 1968 Mustang before.  The few times she had
driven it, it took her over an hour of browbeating and arguing just to
drive a couple miles.  Doug would then sit silent all the way, right foot
nervously working a brake pedal that wasn't there.  "You could have parked
it yourself.  I don't mind."



   "Vic, you look way to classy to walk across a parking lot!"



   "I hope they don't Ferris Bueller it on you!" she teased.



   "Oh God Vic, don't even think that!" He laughed.  "If that odometer has
more then a half mile added to it, somebody is going to get a broken nose!"



   "I could give someone a black eye." She grinned up at him.  "You know I
can do it, too."



   "I know slugger." he laughed.  "But a real man has to take care of the
things he loves."



   Vicki's heart raced.  As he said that, he had pulled her closer to him
in a rather possessive way that made her feel both self conscience, and
extremely happy!  He didn't come out and say he loved her, but it was very
close!  She became aware of eyes upon her.  "People are staring at me." She
hissed.  Do I look alright?"



   He stopped short.  "Vic" he whispered "People are staring because you're
the most beautiful woman here!"



   She looked casually around.  "It's not just me getting stared at." She
smiled, but she gripped his arm tighter as her green eyes flashed.  "I see
a couple of, uh, ladies, who better just mind their damn business and look
at their own dates!"



   The maitre d seated them, and Vicki suddenly felt nervous and at a loss
for words.  She sipped her white wine, and thought about where she now
hoped the evening was destined to end.  Would he really want her, instead
of Kelly?  "Doug?" she asked softly.  "Uh, I was wondering about the
Moonlight Inn."



   "Oh God, Vic, I, I'm not trying to pressure you or anything!  I'm not an
idiot!  I know you just agreed to let me take you to dinner.  I'll call
them right now and cancel the reservation, just so you can feel more at
ease."



   The room suddenly felt just a touch too warm.  "No, what I meant to
say." She blushed.  "Um, what I mean is." She looked at the menu with its
fantastic choices in cuisine.  "I don't think I want any of this.  Do you
think room service at the hotel can make a peanut butter and jelly
sandwich?"



   Doug stared at her.  She couldn't help thinking he looked like a little
boy who just found out he was getting the biggest best Christmas present
ever!  His hand shot up.  "Check please!" he called, voice cracking a bit
in excitement.



   It was a wonder they didn't die, or at least get a speeding ticket. 
Doug made what normally would have been a ten minute drive in five minutes
flat!  "I don't have a curfew." She giggled as they walked hand in hand
into the lobby.  "There's no rush."



   At the front desk, Doug rang the bell several times.  "Reservation for
two, under the name of Wakefield." He nearly shouted when a smiling young
lady stepped up to the desk.



   "Sign here, sir." She said pleasantly.  "Do you need help with your
bags." She looked at the empty floor near their feet and blushed.  "Um,
I'll have a bellhop show you to your suite."



   Vicki suddenly got a case of the giggles.  "She knows why we're here!"
she managed to gasp.  "We should have brought a couple suitcases or
something!"



   "Oh fuck!" he took the keycard from the grinning woman's hand.  "I
packed a change of clothes, but left it at home!"



   "I could have stuffed an extra pair of panties in Kelly's tiny purse,
but that's about it."



   "Miss, if you need anything personal along those lines, just call down
and ask for Anna.  I can get you anything you may need." She looked Doug
over with obvious approval, and then gave Vicki a wink.  "I hope you two
have a very special Valentine's evening with us!"



   "Thank you, Anna!" Vicki smiled up at the flustered Doug.  "I'm sure we
will!"



   The rode the elevator up in nervous silence, as the bellhop chatted
about how fine a hotel the Moonlight Inn was.  Once they reached the suite,
they waited impatiently as he needlessly showed them around the bathroom,
bedroom, and sitting room.  He then opened the curtains to display a rather
stunning view of the city.  Doug gave him a rather large tip, and then
practically shoved the grinning guy out into the hallway.



   Vicki wandered around the sitting room, nervously checking out the
amenities.  "Hey look, they have a GameStation, with my adaptation!" she
announced, thrilled at seeing her first invention already in use.  She took
a deep breath.  "Would you like to kiss me, Doug?"



   With breathtaking speed, he swept her up in his arms.  Vicki had kissed
Doug before, on the cheek at birthdays and Christmas.  This was something
totally new and different!  Any nervousness at not knowing what to do
during her first real kiss, melted away.  So did all sense of time!  The
two explored this new sensation thoroughly.  Vicki gave him a wordless
invitation, by softly easing her tongue into the sweet warmth of his mouth.
In seconds, he followed her fine example!  Soon their tongues were eagerly
playing against each other, while the childhood friends moaned in blissful
happiness.



   "Oh wow!" she gasped when their lips finally parted.  "If I didn't have
to breathe, I don't think I would have ever stopped!" she smiled sweetly.
"That was my first kiss Doug.  Thank you!"



   "Thank me?" he grinned.  "Vic, that was fantastic!  It was better then
when Kelly and I, um, uh, oh Vic, I'm sorry!"



   "Don't be dumb!" she sighed.  "There'd be something seriously wrong if
anyone dated my sister and didn't end up kissing her!  Don't worry about
it. Kelly and I had a long talk, and everything is fine between us.  We're
both very happy with how things ended up!" She giggled.  "Just don't ever
kiss her like that again!"



   "I swear it!" he vowed.  "Oh god Vic, I almost made a terrible mistake!"



   "You made the mistake?" she was so very happy, but couldn't help the
tears that suddenly filled her eyes.  "I was so stupid for so long!  I
almost lost you before I knew how I really felt!" she took a breath and
just blurted the words out.  "Oh Doug, I love you!  I think I have for
years, but was too damn stupid to know until Kelly showed me!"



   He picked her up, hugging her tightly against his well muscled chest. 
"Victoria" he whispered "I've loved you since I was twelve years old!  I
didn't dare ever tell you, for fear of losing you as my friend!"



   She giggled through her tears.  "Doug, that's just silly!" she sighed
happily.  "Just because I took too damn long to figure out I love you too,
doesn't mean that you still aren't my very best friend!  That will never
change, no matter what!  Now put me down." She sniffed.  "I have to go
freshen up, and uh, blow my nose!"



   He reluctantly lowered her to the floor.  "Don't be long, Vic." He
grinned.  "I, um, I want to kiss you some more!"



   "Just give me a few minutes.  My eyes are probably all red from crying
like a baby!" she slipped into the bedroom.  "He loves me!" she whispered
excitedly as she closed the door and leaned her back against it, She heard
Doug say something, and ran to the bathroom and grabbed the sanitarily
wrapped drinking cup, and pulled off the wrapper.



   Placing the cup against the door, and her ear against the bottom of the
cup, she had to stifle her laughter.  Doug was on the phone with room
service!  "I don't care how late it is!" he said, giving the impression he
was shouting, while trying to keep his voice down.  "I said I want a
platter of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and a bottle of your best
Champagne!  Get it up here in ten minutes, and I'll tip you two hundred
dollars!"



   She covered her mouth.  "Doug really is ordering me P and J's?  He does
love me!" she gasped while trying to control her laughter.



   She went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her eyes.  She was
nervous, but focused with her eyes on the prize!  Going back to the
bedroom, she slipped off the sandals and placd them in the big empty
closet. She was well able to unhook the dress, and lower the zipper enough
to squirm out of it unaided.



   She smugly used the hanger straps so the dress wouldn't slither off of
the wooden hanger; even though Kelly had to tell her what the hell they
were for.  "I can't wait to see his face." She whispered, as she shrugged
out of the damn pointy bra, and then slipped out of her panties.  She
primly folded them neatly and placed them in the top drawer of the empty
dresser.  Pulling the band from her hair, she was now completely nude and
ready for her beloved.  Looking at the full length mirror inside the closet
door, she grinned sheepishly at the blazing red little thatch of pubic hair
just above her vagina.  "Kelly was right.  I am so glad she talked me into
trimming down the forest a bit!  After all, this isn't the eighties!  I'm
sure Doug doesn't want to see `big hair' down there!"



   Steadying her nerves, she opened the bedroom door and struck a sexy
pose. "Doug, could you come here a minute?" Her jaw dropped.  "Oh fuckin'
shit!" she squealed while yanking the door back shut, but not before the
bellhop's eyes had locked on her.  This heavenly distraction caused him to
crash the room service cart into the dining table!  "How in the hell did he
get up here so damn fast?" she whispered shakily, feeling like she should
go hide in the closet.  "Oh damn!  Doug's back was to me, and he didn't see
a thing!  The stupid bellhop got the show all to himself!"



   Moments later, Doug softly tapped on the locked door.  "Vic, are you
okay?  What's wrong?"



   "The bellhop!" she muttered in total embarrassment.  "He, he saw me
naked!"



   "Oh damn!" Doug felt a moment of burning jealousy, before the humor of
the situation made him smile.  "He's gone now, Vic.  You can come out."



   Wrapped in the comforter off the bed, with only her face showing, she
cautiously opened the door.  "Are you sure?' she asked, blushing from head
to foot.



   "I swear!" He cleared his throat, trying to hide the near laughter in
his voice.  "Now I know why he charged out of here so fast.  He snatched
the two hun, um, uh, the twenty I promised him, and ran!  Between you and
me, the lucky bastard just got the best tip he ever had in his life!"



   "Dammit!  Doug, this isn't funny!  You were supposed to be the first guy
to ever see me naked!"



   "I was!" he froze.  "Oh crap!"



   "Oh really?" she tried not to grin.  "Come on, out with it buster!  When
did you see me naked?"



   He rubbed the back of his neck.  "Now don't get angry!  The first time
was when we both just turned thirteen.  Um, the year you grew breasts and
your hips got wider.  Remember how when we got home from school, you'd kick
me out of your room when you changed so we could go outside and play
baseball or whatever?" he laughed nervously.  "I broke apart a perfectly
good pair of binoculars, and started bringing one of the prisms with me
every time I came over.  I, well, I'd lie on the floor in the hall and
watch you undress through the prism wedged under your door!  You're the
only girl I ever saw totally naked, um, in person that is!  One day I came
dangerously close to shooting off in my pants.  I actually managed to catch
you putting a foot up on your desk chair so you could slip in a tampon!  It
left me feeling like I was the luckiest guy in the world!  The angle was
absolutely perfect.  I saw every blessed detail as plain as day!  That was
a real red letter day, if you pardon the pun!"



   "Oh crap!" she giggled.  "Is that why I always had to wait forever for
you to finish up the bathroom after I finished changing out of my school
clothes?  I always thought you were constipated or something!"



   He pulled the bottle of Champagne from the ice bucket, and started
fiddling with the foil.  "Yeah, I'd end up having to relieve a little
tension, or you would have noticed a serious tent in my pants.  On tampon
day, I rubbed off three loads in your bathroom, before I could calm down
enough to let anyone see me!"



   Three times?  For some reason that sent a delightful little shiver of
anticipation up and down her back.  "How long did that go on for?"



   "I guess about a year.  Your mom caught me lying in the hall one day,
and threatened to tell your dad if I ever brought the prism over again!  I
managed to convince her it was the first time I ever did anything like
that, and all I saw was you in your underwear, from the back!  Thank God I
was so scared, that my dick went limp!" He sighed, untwisting the wire from
around the cork.  "I'll forever be in her debt, for not telling him or you
about it!"



   "So let me get this straight." She tried to sound angry, but it just
wasn't working.  "You masturbated because of me for a whole year?"



   He smiled.  "Vic, I never stopped masturbating because of you!  You've
haunted my dreams ever since!"



   "I think I should take that as a complement!" With a silly grin on her
face, she let the comforter slip off of her shoulders.  "I've grown up a
bit since then.  Don't you think?"



   With unplanned, but perfectly precise timing, the cork went POP right
when the comforter hit the floor.  "Oh hell!" Jumping around energetically,
Doug heroically managed to save most of the bubbly wine as it foamed up
from the bottle and managed to fill two glasses.



   Squealing with laughter, Vicki jumped back out of his way, only to get
her feet tangled up in the comforter.  She landed rather hard on her
bottom. "Ow!  That hurt!" she cried out, while still laughing as his
efforts to contain the effervescent eruption.



   "Oh God Vic, are you hurt?"



   The lovely nude woman scrambled back to her feet, and rubbed the palm of
one hand against a firm round cheek.  "Just my pride!" she said with a
grin.



   Doug handed her a sparkling glass.  "Vic, you have the sexiest pride I
have ever seen!"



   "Thank you, sir!" she took the offered glass and sipped.  Her nose
crinkled adorably from the bubbles.  "Doug, are you trying to get me in the
mood?" she asked coyly.  "Champagne isn't needed for that." Her eyes closed
to slits.  `I already am!"



   "Oh Vic, I don't want to force you!"



   Putting down her glass, she put her hands on her hips.  "Douglas Martin
Wakefield, you aren't forcing me to do anything!" she smiled shyly.  "I
came to this hotel knowing full well what would happen.  Why the heck do
you think I took off all my clothes?  I'm not in the habit of runnin'
around in my birthday suit, you know!"



   He stared at her with eyes wide in wonder.  "You, you really mean it?"



   "Oh Jeeze!" she reached out and took a hold of his tie.  "Let me lay my
cards on the table.  Doug, you're my best friend in the whole wide world."
She sighed.  "That's not enough for me any more!" She walked slowly towards
the bedroom; he followed right along, keeping the tie slack.  "I love you!
I want to be your girlfriend, not just your buddy!  Doug, I want to be your
lover!  Don't you understand?  I nearly lost you by waiting too damn long!
That's a mistake I will never make again!  I want you to take my virginity
right now, while giving me yours!"



   "Oh Vic, I love you too!" He leaned down as she slipped her arms around
his neck.  "There's no way you'll ever lose me now!" The best friends
shared another timeless kiss.



   "Undress for me." She begged in a whisper.  "I, I never saw you naked. I
really want to now!"



   If a gorgeous naked woman asks a man to get undressed, he does!  Doug
kicked off his shoes while loosening and tugging off his tie.  Hopping
around on one foot and then the other, he tugged off his socks.  Hanging
his jacket over the back of a chair, and then began fumbling with the
buttons of his shirt.



   Vicki sat on the bed, with her legs curled catlike under her.  She felt
she now understood her aversion to live action porn, and why she only
watched Hentai animation.  Seeing other naked men would make her feel
guilty because they weren't Doug!  Now though, she sat with eyes aglow, as
he disrobed just for her!  When his shirt came off, she felt warmth spread
throughout her body at the sight of his muscles rippling as he carelessly
wadded it up and threw it across the room.



   When his hands dropped to his belt, the entranced woman nearly moaned as
the buckle was undone, and the trousers were unzipped.  Loosened, they
dropped to the floor and he stepped out of them.  She felt like her face
must be glowing, as she stared at the large presence hidden only by his
heart covered boxers.  She gasped when the shorts finally went down, and
Doug stood naked before her.



   Trembling in an intoxicating mix of arousal and nervousness, she
couldn't look away from the massive erect penis pointing right at her. 
"It, it's kinda big." She murmured, while reaching a hand towards him. 
"Can I touch it?"



   "Eight inches." He said, voice firm with pride.  He stepped closer to
the bed.  "You've been doing that to me since we were kids!"



   Her fingers gingerly touched his maleness.  She was surprised at how
smooth and silky the skin of the shaft was, while containing a hardness
that made her heart pound beneath her breasts.  "I did that?" she
whispered. "I did that!" she repeated, feeling a sense of pride herself. 
She had aroused Doug!  His penis was oh so warm and hard!  He wanted to
push this scary but beautiful rod into her body!  Her fingers delicately
traced down his impressive length, and then gently moved under to gingerly
fondle the two large firm orbs below.  She looked up at him and smiled. 
"Do you want to touch me?" her eyelids fluttered.  "You can.  You can touch
me any way you want!"



   He sat next to her on the bed.  Predictably, he eagerly reached for her
breasts.  "Oh Vic, I've wanted to do this since your thirteenth birthday
party!" he sighed, as his big strong hands cupped her fullness.



   "34D" she whispered with a giggle.  "I guess you like them big, huh?"



   "Oh hell, yeah!" he rubbed his thumbs over her nipples.  They were so
delightfully large and firmly engorged!  He couldn't fight the urge, and
playfully tweaked them between finger and thumb.  He back stiffened, and
she let out a moan.  "Did I hurt you?"



   "No, no you didn't!" she blushed.  "When I football, um, relax myself at
night, I sometimes like to pinch them."



   "Football?"



   "Never mind!" she giggled.  It sounded too weird to talk about, but she
decided that someday real soon, she'd let him see her do a little ball
bopping!  "Girls masturbate too, you know."



   He gently kneaded and caressed her abundance.  "Vic, what do you think
about when you, uh, do it?"



   She grinned bashfully.  "You, mostly.  The very first time I ever did it
was when I woke up from a really strange dream when I was eleven, I think."
She giggled.  "We were at school, and you kissed me like Eliot kissed that
girl in ET.  I felt all funny between my legs, and touched myself.  Before
long, I thought I was having some kind of fit!" she frowned.  "I hate
myself for all the time I wasted!  I thought I'd scare you away if I ever
hinted about what I felt, so I locked it all away!" she sighed.  "When I
got older, I started touching myself to Japanese cartoons.  Somehow, the
guys in them always started looking like you!"



   "I'm not going anywhere!" he whispered as a hand slowly traveled down
her flat tummy.  He looked into her eyes.  She nodded, and spread her legs
apart.  "Oh Vic, you're so warm!" he smiled.  "Wet too!"



   For the very first time, a finger other then her own was gently stroking
over her labia.  Vicki sighed happily.  "I'm wet because of you!" she put
her hand in his lap, and gently stroked his erection again.  "I'm wet
because of this!"



   "Vic, before we do anything else, um, I, I want to kiss you again!"



   "Oh Doug, I'd like that!" she smiled up at him, and sensually parted her
lips.



   "No Vic!" he stammered.  "I, um, since I saw you with the tampon!  I,
uh, don't think this is nasty or anything but" he voice sank to a whisper.
"I, I want to try connilingus on you!"



   She was surprised, but pleasantly so.  Vic remembered overhearing her
sister tell a girlfriend once, that connilingus was the sweetest kiss
anyone could give a woman.  "Doug, I think I'd like that very much!" she
thought very carefully for a moment.  "Doug, can you guess what number I'm
thinking of?"



   "Oh my God, Vic, please say its sixty-nine!"



   Blushing, she nodded.  "Right first time!" she giggled.  "I think you
know what the prize is!" She scooted over.  "Now lay down, okay?"



   He did as instructed, but looked very nervous.  "Vic, I have to tell
you! Kelly and I never did sixty-nine!  I swear!  I never even saw her
fully naked!  We kissed, sure, and, um, I got to see her tits, but when she
did that blowjob, she refused to even let me go down on her in return!"



   "Oh hush Doug!  I know all that!" She and Kelly had quite a long talk
over their pizza last night.  One thing they discussed was the need to let
an overeager male virgin `blow off' a little steam first, or he would
probably blow off before Vicki was ready!  The other thing was how Kelly
hadn't given Doug the complete benefit of her skills.  With her hopes
hanging on Vicki coming to her senses, Kelly hadn't even swallowed.  She
just made a show of primly spitting his issue into a tissue.



   "You're not mad?"



   Swinging her leg over his head, she giggled.  "If I was mad, would I be
treating you to such a view?"



   Doug moaned deep in his throat.  "Oh Vic, it's even prettier then I
remembered!"



   Contemplating the massive erection pointing right at her face, Vicki was
surprised when strong hands cupped her bottom.  Doug pulled her lower, and
she let out a little squeak as a warm wet tongue gently touched her folds.
"Oh Doug!" she moaned, as that tongue grew bolder.  She had read accounts
online about how guys don't know the right way to go down on a girl, but
Vicki had no complaints at all about how that astoundingly long tongue was
probing her secrets!  If it felt this good now, she could hardly wait until
after he had some practice!



   Practice was the key.  With the aid of their ice cream scooper's smooth
rounded handle, and a not very ripe firm banana, Kelly had given her sister
a late night crash course in Falatio 101.  It turned out that Vicki did
indeed have an advantage over most first time cock gobblers, and that
advantage was oral hygiene!  Having a rather strong fear of dentists from
childhood had made Vicki into a rather obsessive compulsive person when it
came to brushing her teeth.  For years when finished with her pearly
whites, she turned her attentions to her tongue.  Who knew that carefully
brushing your tongue as far back as you could reach for nearly twelve
years, would give you such complete mastery over your gag reflex?



   Hips rolling from the heavenly attentions of Doug's tongue, Vicki gave
the swollen head of his cock a sweet little kiss.  She felt as well as
heard him moan up into her!  She watched as a droplet of clear shining
fluid welled up from the little pee slit.  Kelly said that this would be a
good indication of if she was ready to have semen in her mouth.  It was now
or never!  Tongue darting out, she scooped up the droplet and savored it in
her mouth.  Slippery between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, and a
bit salty, it wasn't that bad!  There was an underlying sweetness that
surprised her.  Vicki found that she liked it even better then the pleasing
taste when she licked her fingers clean of her own fluids after watching a
really good hentai episode!  She thoughtfully gulped down the precious
droplet.  There!  She swallowed something that had come out of a penis! 
Now she felt physiologically ready for what was bound to come next!



   "Oh!  Oh Doug, that's nice!" she cried, when his tongue discovered her
clit.  Her body shuddered in delight.  "You can do that some more, please!"
To show her gratitude for the way his tongue strummed against her little
nub, she opened her mouth wide and took the head of his cock between her
full red lips.  He was bigger then the banana!  Like with the banana, she
was very careful of her teeth against that delicate silky flesh.  Doug
moaned into her again, as she moved her tongue carefully over the thick
invader in her mouth.



   The lovers carefully explored the oral soothing of each other's arousal.
That care and eagerness lead to great pleasure for both of them!  Vicki
could hardly keep her hips still as Doug forced her closer and closer to
the first orgasm she didn't produce all on her own.  Doug curled his toes
hard against the sheets, as he felt the unmistakable constriction of his
penis wedging against, and then entering Vicki's throat!



   Panting through her nose, Vicki had a moment of panic.  She was only a
few heartbeats from release, and Doug's cock was beginning to jerk and
throb!  He was going to drown her!  She just couldn't stop herself though!
Pulling back a little, she moaned around the massive throbbing mouthful as
her own body succumbed!



   Doug grunted as his climax hit!  His hips jerked up a bit, as suddenly
Vicki let out a muffled moan and his face was soaked!  As his cock spurted,
he lapped manically at the honey flowing from his beloved's sweet center!



   Vicki writhed and whimpered, but somehow managed to keep almost full
attention on her happy task.  Hand shaking, she began to jerk the massive
cock as the head lodged firmly between her tongue and the roof of her mouth
exploded!  There was so much!  Hot gooey slime filled her mouth!  Having
little choice, she swallowed!  Semen was much more, well, goppy then the
slippery precum.  It had a sort of variable almost lumpy texture, but the
musky strong sweet-sour taste was thrilling!



   The climaxing woman's mind whirled!  Her very best friend had his penis
in her mouth, and she liked it!  Doug was popping his nut on her tongue! 
He was ejaculating over and over while her cheeks went concave as she
sucked wildly!  She greedily stroked, milking him for all he could give
her! Whimpering, she swallowed down each precious gooey spurt, loving every
animalistic second of their dual release!



   When it was all over, the trembling girl carefully released the still
gloriously hard penis from her mouth, and flopped over onto her side.  Doug
let out a long and satisfied breath.  "Vic, hold on, I'll get you some
tissues!"



   Looking back at him, she made a nice show of gulping down the last of
his semen.  "What for?" she asked thickly, with a twinkle in her eyes.



   "You, you swallowed all of it?" He looked so happy!  "I knew you
swallowed some, I, I felt you doing it, and it was amazing!" he sat up. 
"Vic that, that was so much better then when I was with Kelly!"



   She smiled serenely.  That had been her and Kelly's goal!  "Thank you
Doug!" she giggled.  "You were fantastic!  That was a better orgasm then I
ever gave myself!  Thank you so much!"



   He looked down at himself.  "Vic, I, I'm still hard."



   She smiled again.  "I know." She scrambled around on the bed and lay
down next to him.  "I'm ready for you, Doug.  I'm ready for you to make me
your woman, body and soul!"



   "Vic, you're a virgin." He sighed.  "I, I don't want to hurt you!"



   "I'm a big girl, Doug." She grinned at him, trying not to let him see
her nervousness.  "This is what I want, more then anything else in the
world!  If it hurts a tiny bit, that will just be like adding a little
spice!"



   The soon to be lovers lay facing each other on the hotel bed.  "You're
sure about this?" he asked gently, as he traced a finger lightly over her
delightfully large firm breasts.  "Do you have any reservations at all?"



   "Just one and it has nothing to do with you." She sighed.  "Kelly is
going to kill me!  I think I left that damn purse at the restaurant!  She
had a present for me in it, too."



   "Is that all?" he leaned to her and stole a kiss.  "You may be smart,
but you have a terrible memory.  You never brought it in with you.  I saw
you put it in the glove box, remember?"



   "Oh yeah!" she sighed as his fingers kept teasing her nipples.  "What a
relief!"



   "Do you want me to get dressed and run out to the parking garage and get
your gift?"



   "No, it can stay there for now.  She probably slipped me a piece of
Valentine candy.  Kelly likes to give me a little chocolaty treat each
year." She blushed.  "She swears it's because she likes watching me eat it.
Yeah, it must be chocolate.  She told me not to open the purse until after
dinner.  Kelly always teases me about eating sweets before a meal!"



   He remembered how Vic had trembled when she ate a piece from the heart
shaped box he had given her.  It was a good thing Kelly told him to bring
it!  His eyes opened wide.  It finally struck him that Kelly had
manipulated things right from the start!  How could he possibly find a way
to thank her enough?  Now, he laughed.  "I take it you really like
chocolate, Vic."



   "You could say that." She smiled.  "I think I found something I like
better, though!" She rolled onto her back.  "Please Doug, chocolate can
wait!  I want you inside me right now!"



   He moved over the flushed and smiling beauty.  "Vic, you were so right!
I'll remember this Valentine's Day for the rest of my life!"



   They both giggled like little kids as he poked around a bit, trying to
gain entrance.  "Let me help." Vicki gently grasped his hardness.  Her hand
shook just a tiny bit as she placed the swollen head right at her virgin
opening.  "I love you!" she breathed, as she bit her lower lip in nervous
excitement.



   "Victoria O'Brien, I love you so much!" Doug stared down into her lovely
green eyes.  She gave a little nod, and he pushed forward.  For s split
second, resistance prevented his penetration, but with a sudden yielding,
the head of his cock popped right in!  He couldn't help himself.  While she
squirmed and whimpered under him, he sank his hardness fully into the most
exquisitely tight warmth he had ever dreamt possible!



   "Oh!" she gasped, inhaling sharply.  "Ow, oh Doug!  Hold on!  Don't
move!"



   "Did I hurt you?" he cried, forcing himself to remain still.  "Oh Vic, I
didn't want you to be hurt!"



   "Its okay!" she took a few deep breaths and then gave him a sweet smile.
"It's better now.  It only hurt a little.  It was nothing to scream and cry
over.  In fact, it's already fading." She giggled.  "Didn't I tell you? 
I'm tough!"



   He grinned in relief.  "You sure are slugger!"



   They silently stared into each other's eyes for several timeless
moments. "Doug?" she finally whispered with eyes glowing.  "I'm completely
fine now, honest!  You can move if you want."



   He most certainly did!  Doug slowly withdrew, only to ease himself right
back inside of his beautiful friend.  If you took all the dreams he had
over the years about the hoped for possibility of this moment, and added
them all together, they still wouldn't feel half as incredible as finally
being joined with her!



   If Vicki was a cat, she would be purring non stop!  Why the hell didn't
anyone ever tell her it felt this good to be penetrated by the man you
loved?  Feeling that glorious hardness pushing way up inside her was such a
new and unusual feeling, but Vicki knew deep in her soul it was a feeling
she would want Doug to give her again and again, for years to come!  She
still felt a little soreness as his thick penis slid in and out of her torn
hymen, But oh how right she had been!  That soreness was like a sharp hint
of spice provided by Mother Nature to assure she'd always remember this
wonderful moment!



   "Oh Vic, you're so hot inside!" Doug said huskily as his tempo
increased. "I can't believe this!  If I'm dreaming, dear God in Heaven
don't let me wake up!"



   "It's not a dream!" she panted, as she moved her hips in delightful
harmony with his thrusts.  "This is better then any dream I ever had!"



   The lovers continued to move together, naturally falling into a rhythm
that brought each of them the maximum joy.  Vicki wasn't aware she was
doing it, but first her knees, and then her entire legs moved upwards until
her feet were pointing at the ceiling.  Arms around his broad strong back,
she pulled Doug downward, as her shapely legs wrapped around his.



   Feeling those beautiful naked breasts pressing tightly against him made
Doug's passions grow even hotter!  This was no longer simply his friend Vic
below him.  She was his woman and he was her man!  Emotions and instincts
older then time took over, as the male animal clamed his mate!  His arms
slipped under her back, and he held her as if he wouldn't let go until the
end of all creation!



   Vicki whimpered and moaned beneath Doug.  His weight was fully on her,
but it wasn't oppressive.  She was comforted and aroused to still greater
heights by the warmth of his skin on hers.  "Kiss me!" she begged, feeling
so delightfully small and helpless under his taller muscular body.



   Not breaking his stride one iota, Doug hunkered down a little and
pressed his lips against hers.  Their tongues moved together almost
aggressively as they both neared the release they craved.



   Lonely masturbation hadn't prepared Vicki for this moment.  Earlier,
when Doug had licked her so wonderfully, she had a penis lodged firmly in
her mouth to stifle any outcry.  Much to her amazement, and yes,
embarrassment, Vicki discovered how vocal she became while making love. 
"Oh Doug, yes!  Do me harder!" she cried as her body trembled.  "Fuck,
don't stop!  Oh shit!  I, I'm cumming!" As the power of her release wracked
her body, her loud yelling melted into wordless screams joy!"



   When Vicki began carrying on and yelling her head off like the girls in
the rather nasty `underground' Japanese porn Doug liked to watch late at
night, he lost it!  Her body was rippling and clenching at his hardness
like she was trying to milk him dry!  He rammed in one final time, and
exploded!  If anything, he shot off more now then he did during their
sixty-nine!  It seemed endless.  While Vicki wailed, screamed, and cried,
pulse after pulse of hot fluid blasted up his cock to erupt deep inside his
lover's trembling quaking body!



   Lazily opening her eyes, Vicki smiled at her soul mate.  "What's wrong?"
she asked softly, when she realized he was standing next to the bed, with
unmistakable concern in his eyes.



   "Are you alright?" He sighed.  "Vic, I think you passed out!  You
wouldn't talk or anything for nearly five minutes!  You just laid there
making strange little cooing sounds!  I was getting ready to call down and
see if the hotel had a doctor!"



   "I'm wonderful!" she said dreamily as she sensually stretched.  "Oh
Doug, thank you!"



   He couldn't help grinning, until he looked down at his still firm cock.
"Oh damn, that's nasty!  Vic, you got your period on my dick!"



   She giggled.  "Don't be such a big baby!  That hit fourteen days ago."
Something nagged at the tip of her consciousness, but she dismissed it as
she looked down between her legs at the mess slowly oozing out of her
tender but sated body.  "Holy Cats, I did bleed a bit, didn't I?"



   "Vic, did I injure you?"



   "I'm fine!" she laughed.  "That's just my virgin blood, Mister!  You
seriously popped my cherry!" she blushed.  "Oh shit!  Housekeeping is gonna
hate me!" She gingerly touched herself.  "Oh well.  I think it stopped
already.  The rest of the mess is your fault!" she playfully licked the
pink tinged semen off of her finger.  "That creamy-pie reminds me.  I'm
hungry!  Can you give me one of those peanut butter and jelly sandwiches?"



   The two had often watched television until late into the night, but this
was so much nicer!  Pillows propped up on back of them; they watched CSI
New York, while still naked.  "Do you want to see me roller-skate?" Vicki
asked with a giggle as she bit into her second sandwich, and then sipped a
little flat Champagne.  "I bet I could be a Roller derby queen!"



   "I don't doubt it." He laughed.



   Vicki kept an eye on his penis.  It made a nice barometer of his
emotional state.  Yep!  It started to chub up again when Melina Kanakaredes
got some more screen time!  "Somebody likes Stella!" she teased in a
childish sing-song, while grabbing his dick and giving it a quick stroke.



   "I do not!" he muttered, as his penis grew fully erect.  "Well, maybe a
little." He playfully tweaked Vicki's nose.  "It's only because something
about her reminds me of you!"



   "Hey!  I do not have a big nose, buster!" she laughed.  "Are you trying
for another black eye?"



   He grinned.  "I meant her intelligence and integrity, but now that you
mention it, there is a certain resemblance around the middle of your face!"



   "Watch it!" she giggled.  "Okay, you're allowed to fuck Stella Bonasera,
but only if I can pick a fictional character to play with!"



   He rubbed a hand over his face.  "I may hate myself for this, but who do
you want?"



   She grinned wickedly.  "Mr.  Spock, from the original series!"



   "You're crazy!"



   The television and sandwiches were forgotten soon after that.  The
childhood friends eagerly worked together to try and make up for all the
time they had wasted while growing up together.



   When Vicki woke up actually under a blanket, she had a mild attack of
disorientation.  She usually just flopped down on her chunk of foam rubber
in whatever clothes she happened to be wearing at the time.  She lifted the
blanket and peeked.  "Naked!" she whispered joyfully, at the proof that the
last night wasn't some wonderful but now ended dream.  She was in bed
alone, but she could hear the shower going in the bathroom.  She stretched
luxuriously, and sat up.  Glancing at the alarm clock on the end table, she
was shocked.  "Noon?  Holy Crap!  Why did I sleep so long?" They had
wearily turned out the lights and finally gone to sleep sometime around
three, too tired to continue after making love four more times.  "What the
hell?  I only need three hours sleep a night!  Why the hell did I sleep for
nine?  That's three whole sleep cycles!  I wasted so much daylight!"



   She just shrugged her shoulders and hopped out of bed.  How could it be
a waste if Doug had been sleeping right next to her?  Padding softly to the
bathroom, she hoped Doug was as rested and energized as she was!  She
opened the door and slipped into the steamy room.  Easing back the curtain,
she climbed into the huge tub with him.  "Good morning, Doug!" she said
cheerfully, as he turned to smile at her.



   "I think you mean good afternoon!" he laughed.  "What happened to "I
only need three hours'?  I've been up since ten."



   "Sure.  I bet you got up just a minute before I did." She laughed.  "Why
else are you only showering now?"



   He pulled her to him.  "I sat and watched you sleep for two whole hours.
You were smiling like an angel" He only paused a fraction of a second
before continuing with a big silly grin.  "Sweetheart."



   Vicki felt like her legs turned to rubber.  Sometimes he called her
slugger, and she really liked that.  Being called sweetheart somehow made
her insides quiver!  "That's because you made me so happy" she blushed "My
love."



   Hot water cascading down them, the lovers kissed to greet their new day
together.  "Vic, I need you again!"



   She smiled, hair plastered to her body.  "I know.  I need you too!" She
looked at the safety rail affixed to the shower wall.  Turning her back to
him, she grabbed it firmly with both hands.  "From behind?" she asked
softly.  "We haven't tried that yet!" she giggled nervously.  "I don't mean
BEHIND behind." She stammered.  "We, uh, have to work up to that!"



   Doug just couldn't believe how bright his future had become!  "I know
slugger.  I'd never try and make you do anything you aren't ready for!" He
knelt down a little, and put his member between her legs.  He had some
practice now, and knew just what to do!



   Vicki squealed as she was swiftly entered.  Strong hands grasped her
waist and lifted!  Her feet dangled, as he began to push into her.  "Oh
Doug!  This is too much!" she cried, not meaning it at all!  "Don't drop
me!"



   "Never!" he vowed.  `Just hold on tight!"



   The panting woman was thrilled!  She was completely at Doug's mercy now!
She didn't dare take even one hand off the railing, or she would fall and
be hurt!  Vicki just held on tight, letting her lover set the pace!  She
tried to control herself, she really did!  Last night someone had pounded
on the wall while she rode on top of Doug like some wild cowgirl, swearing
and crying out as she whipped her head from side to side in orgasmic
abandon.  Vicki had been so embarrassed, when she finally calmed down and
returned to her senses!



   "Oh fuck!" she moaned softly as that wonderful cock filled her.  "This
is so good!" she said a little louder, as he began to speed up.  "Oh Doug,
fuck me!" she ended up wailing, as her orgasm grew near.



   He couldn't kiss her, but there was something just so hot about staring
at his lover's naked wet hiney as he plowed into her!  Doug wondered what
his neighbors would think the first time he and Vic made love in his
apartment.  He didn't really care!  He thrust harder, her cries and screams
pushing him closer to his own release!



   "Do it!" she cried.  "Oh fuck, make me cum!" She just couldn't help it!
Vicki screamed as once again, Doug gave her a truly fantastic orgasm!



   Not trusting her grip, Doug moved his hands up the wailing woman's body
as she trembled and shook.  Hands braced at her underarms, he lifted her
up, She limply released the rail, and cried out again as he bounced her on
his cock.  That was it!  He exploded again!  Arms wrapped tightly around
her, Doug's cock jerked as it spurted deep inside her trembling warmth.



   "I'm gonna get us arrested!" Vicki said shamefully as she squatted over
the bidet.  "I'm not yelling and screaming on purpose.  It's just sort of
happening!" Her eyes opened wide as the warm water intimately cleansed her.
"Damn, I think I'm in love!  I gotta get me one of these!" she giggled when
Doug quickly bolted from the bathroom.  It obviously turned him on to watch
as she gently washed away yet another of his wonderful creamy-pie gifts,
but they had to hurry up and check out!  The happy lovers had spent nearly
two full hours exploring the possibilities of showering together!



   Later, while Doug was gently brushing her long hair, she couldn't help a
little moan.  "You okay, Vic?" he asked with a grin.



   "I better get dressed." She muttered.  "I think I just discovered a new
erogenous zone!  How the hell are you making me feel like that from just
brushing my hair?"



   "I read somewhere that girls like having their hair played with.  I
guess it's true!"



   She tightened the big fluffy bathrobe around her body.  "We better get
out of her!  I don't want to be around when Housekeeping sees those sheets!
They look like a crime scene!"



   "Are you still bleeding?"



   Bashfully, she slipped a hand into the robe, and then carefully
inspected her fingers.  "I don't think so, but I don't want to ruin the
dress Kelly gave me." With a sigh, she turned and picked up the phone. 
"Front desk?  Please tell me that Anna hasn't left yet!"



   "I'm afraid she has." The cheerful voice on the other end announced. 
"Can I help you?  I'm her sister, Hanna.  I come on right after her." The
voice dropped to a whisper.  "My sister told me about the happy couple who
lost their luggage.  Can I be of service?"



   Vicki sighed.  "I just need a sanitary pad." She couldn't help
continuing.  "I, um, it was my first time.  We'll pay for the sheets!"



   "I'll bring one right up, Miss, personally.  It's no trouble at all."



   Doug got dressed while they waited.  In few minutes there was a polite
tap on the door.  Vicki opened it, and smiled.  "Thank you so much!" she
cried, as the woman entered the room.  "You're saving my life!"



   The willowy brunette looked at Doug and tuned back to Vicki.  "You lucky
woman!" she whispered enviously, as she handed over a discrete little brown
paper bag.  "I put in a bottle of pamprin, in case of any, uh, aches and
pains you may have."



   "Nope, I feel great!" Vicki couldn't help grinning at Doug's
embarrassment.  "We had a simply wonderful time!"



   "I'm glad Hanna was so nice." Vicki smiled as they drove along in the
bright afternoon sun.  "I thought we'd have to pay for staining up the
bedding."



   "Jeeze Vic, what happened to sneaking away before Housekeeping came by?"
he laughed.  "You practically told her I made you bleed all over the
place!"



   "It's okay Doug, she understood!  I bet it happens a lot on Valentines
Day!"



   The pulled into the driveway and Doug shut off the engine.  "Who's
bike?" he asked, looking with envy at the red Honda CBR600F4i parked in
front of the garage door.



   "I don't know.  Maybe a friend of Kelly's left it here for some reason."



   Doug opened the door, and ran around to take Vicki's hand as she exited
the car.  "I have to start treating you as a woman." He said bashfully at
her smile.  "You're not my buddy any more!"



   Hand in hand, they walked up to the house.  "When my sister gets home, I
hope she wants to cook us a nice dinner." She sighed.  "I was a bitch the
other night and made you miss out on her cooking."



   Doug grinned as she slipped the key into the lock and opened the door.
"We did a lot of cooking of our own, last night." He said proudly.  "I like
how things turned out!"



   Vicki looked around the living room.  Her first thought was that they
had been robbed, but burglars didn't tend to leave empty wine and beer
bottles strewn around the room as a mark of their trade!  "What the hell?"
she gasped.



   They heard a rustle of movement, and a head peered up from behind the
sofa.  "Oh Christ!  Kel, your sister's home early!"



   Vicki tried, but she couldn't hide her laughter.  "Hi Maggie!" she
called cheerfully, as the tall well built woman rather timidly emerged from
behind the furniture.  It took her approximately five seconds to realize
she was completely naked, and duck back down again.



   "Hey Victoria, how are you?" she called in an attempt to sound casual.
"Kel baby, wake the fuck up!  People are here!"



   Vicki pushed Doug into the kitchen.  "Wait here, okay?"



   He grinned lopsidedly.  "You bet!  I do not want to get on Maggie's bad
side!"



   "The coast is clear!" she called out on returning to the living room.



   Kelly staggered from behind the sofa.  "Hey kiddo!" she said sleepily.
"You're home so early in the morning!  Did something go wrong?"



   "Early?" She laughed.  "Kelly, it's three PM.  Not AM!"



   "Oh shit!  I was supposed to be at work hours ago!"



   Maggie struggled into her bra, and hopped around while getting back into
a thong.  "I missed my whole fuckin' shift!"



   "So, how was your date?" Kelly looked around, and snatched up a pair of
panties and slipped into them.  "Was it everything you had hoped for?"



   "It was wonderful!" she held up the little gold clutch and laughed.  "I
didn't even lose this stupid thing!"



   "That's yours, Kiddo." Kelly nudged Maggie, as the woman buttoned her
jeans.  "Ask her!"



   Vicki had never seen the rather imposing woman so nervous before! 
"Victoria, um, my building went Condo, and I have less then a week left
before I'm evicted.  Kel said you're the owner of record on the deed, so I
have to ask you if it's okay.  Could I, um, move in here?"



   "Sure!  We have two unused bedrooms.  Pick the one you want." She kept
her face calm, waiting for someone to admit something.



   "Uh, Kiddo, she doesn't mean move into another bedroom." Kelly smiled
shyly.  "She's uh, moving into mine, if that's okay with you."



   Vicki tossed the clutch onto the sofa.  She grabbed both women's hands
and smiled.  "That's so much more then okay!  I hope you're very happy!"



   Maggie smiled.  "I'm going home to start packing!" she pulled Kelly to
her and the women shared a passionate kiss.  "See you tonight, Kel!"



   When Maggie left, Kelly sighed.  "Baby sister, she's the one!"



   Vicki smiled.  Kelly had broken her seven days rule, for what she was
certain was the very first time!  It had to be love at first sight!  "I'm
very happy for you!" she cheered, giving her half dressed sister a hug.



   "We talked for hours in the parking lot of her store." Kelly smiled. 
"We came here and had a little wine." She looked around the room and
blushed.  "Well, we drank a lot.  Kiddo, sometime ask me about how
wonderful a pierced tongue can be!"



   Doug walked in and smiled.  "Kelly, I'm very happy for you." He sighed.
"I just wanted to say thank you, from the bottom of my heart!"



   Finally dressed back in yesterday's clothes, just like Doug and Vicki,
Kelly smiled in delight.  "I guess that means everything worked out for you
two?"



   Vicki took Doug's hand in hers.  "It sure did!" grinning, she decided to
tease her lover.  "We did it six times, not counting the sixty-nine!  Doug
practically wore me out!"



   "Vic!" Doug moaned, his face turning red.



   "Six times, eh?  What perfect planning!" Kelly winked.  "I bet you were
glad of the six little friends I gave you!"



   "What, the candy?" Vicki picked up the clutch and snapped it open.  Her
eyes opened wide as she recognized the contents.  "C-Condoms?" She did some
lightening fast mental arithmetic, and the answer came back as nine months!
"Uh-oh!  I had a feeling I was forgetting something important!"



   "Vic, I, I thought you were on the pill or something!" Doug looked
worried.  "Oh God, I'm sorry, but you never mentioned birth control!"



   "Oh shit!" she cried, actually hopping up and down in agitation.  "Oh my
God!  The timing couldn't be worse!  Doug, what the hell am I going to do?
This is terrible!"



   "Vic, I'm so very sorry!" he stammered, starting to feel a little ill.



   "Victoria!" Kelly snapped.  "Calm yourself down!"



   "Are you kidding?  How can I calm down at a time like this?  This is
terrible!  It couldn't have happened at a worse time!" She let out a little
sob.  Spinning around, she jabbed her index finger at Doug's muscular
chest. "There's no other recourse!  Doug, I can't do it!  It's just not
possible for me to even think about it!  You'll have to do it for me!"



   "What?" He backed away from her, and collapsed on a chair.  "Have you
gone crazy?  I'm a man!  How the hell can I do that?"



   Kelly looked at her sister, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. 
"Vicki dear, please explain in full detail what is making you so upset."



   "The solder!" she wailed "Solder has lead in it!  If I'm going to give
Doug a beautiful and healthy baby, there's no way I'm gonna even touch
lead! I won't even be able to be in the room while he works in case of
vaporized lead in the air!  I have to think of someone else besides me! 
Doug, I'll draw you up complete diagrams!  You'll have to finish assembling
my prototype circuit for me!  I promised the manufacturer I would be ready
to demonstrate my new motherboard configuration by next month!"



   Doug looked stunned.  Then he started to laugh.  "You little idiot!  You
sacred the living hell out of me!" Sliding off of the chair, he dropped to
his knees and grabbed both of the upset woman's hands.  "Victoria Wilma
O'Brien, will you marry me?"



   Vicki looked confused that he even felt the need to ask.  As far as she
was concerned, they were already man and wife!  "Of course I will, Doug! 
Why would you think otherwise?" She looked thoughtful for a moment.  "Come
on!  We have to hurry up and go out furniture shopping!  I have to furnish
one of the empty rooms for us to sleep in!  I wonder if I can get a
Tempur-pedic bed delivered in time for us to use, um, sleep in tonight."