The Seduction
                                  by Sagacious


Rodney stood at the railing and examined his next conquest. His
Frat brothers called him the “Cherry Picker”, and he was about to
add to his tally. Bethany was sitting in the little alcove
tossing flower petals into the lake. “I’ll bet she’s thinking
about me while doing ‘he loves me, he loves me not’,” Rodney
thought. Judging by the number of petals and stems in the water
she had gone through most of the patch of black eyed susans on
the lakeside.  He had been building up to this moment all
weekend. Subtle hints, gentle touches, quiet comments meant to be
overheard, they would all culminate in his cock blasting off
inside this tender young morsel. He knew it would work, because
it had so many times before, and afterward he would clean the
mess with her panties and show the blood and semen stained trophy
to his friends.

Rod moved down toward his target making sure that he was heard
just before he got to her.

“Oh!”

“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to startle you.” Rod smiled at the
girl, “What has that field of flowers done to deserve destruction
at your pretty hands, Hmm?”

She had a look of confusion for a moment, and then glanced at the
flower petals spreading away from her on the water. “Oh, no. I
didn’t mean to ruin so many, I lost track what I was doing.”

“That’s alright, there are plenty more, I was teasing. May I join
you?”

She blushed a bit, “Yes, of course. This is your place after
all.”

“It belongs to my parents, Beth, not me. You don’t have to sit
with me if you don’t want to.”

She blushed a little more, “Oh, I wouldn’t mind you sitting with
me Rod. I hope you aren’t upset that I am here, Rod. Your sister
said that this was your favorite place. I can leave if you want
me to.”

“No, please Beth, I wanted to talk to you and this is the perfect
place to do it.”

“What do you want to talk about, Rod?”

“I wanted to ask if you were dating anyone, Beth?”

“No, I’m not, Rod.”

“Well, I thought I ought to ask. A pretty girl like you probably
has a lot of guys wanting to go out with her.” Actually, she was
pretty plain. Her best feature was her sun streaked hair and
tanned skin. Her face was nothing special and her body had a bit
to go before it was fully developed. He liked to find girls like
this as they were almost assured to be virgin for him.

“I don’t go out much. The boys at school don’t seem that
interested in me. I was surprised when your sister invited me to
join my sister this weekend. I don’t have much opportunity to be
in a great place like this.”

“High school boys need to mature a bit Beth. They don’t realize
what a jewel they have in front of them.” Rod had to control a
strong urge to smirk, “Here, I picked this for you.” He handed
her the rose bud, “I thought that it represented you so well,
just budding into beauty like the rose.”

She sniffed the bud, “Thank you Rod. It is beautiful. I love the
smell of a rose. I didn’t think the bushes by your house were
budding.”

“They aren’t, but we have a small hot house with some plants in
it. I picked it from there.” In actuality he had an agreement
with a florist in town to supply these whenever he was at the
cabin.

Rod put his arm around Beth’s shoulders, just barely touching
her. “Would you like to go out on a date with me sometime, Beth?”

“Why would you want to go out with me, Rod? My sister tells me
that you have a lot of girls available at college.”

“College girls are so brash and coarse, Beth. Most of them only
want to date me because of my family’s money. I need a girl who
just wants me, Beth, someone like you.”

Rod’s hand had been slowly increasing pressure, finally pulling
her toward him for a kiss. As she seemed to melt against his
lips, his other hand was lightly stroking her knee, and as the
kiss continued, he advanced it upwards.  His right hand was
inching its way down toward the open armhole of the sleeveless
summer dress Beth was wearing.

Beth’s breathing was getting more intense and she was pressing
her body against his with her arm rubbing his chest. He was
slightly irritated by this, she had not let go of the rose and
the thorns were scratching him through his T-shirt. “But, Rod,
you barely even know me. I’m just a simple little girl.”

“I’ve seen enough to know that I would like to know you better,
Beth.” Rod ignored the minor pain from the thorns as he
coordinated his hands. He stroked and caressed her shoulder with
one hand and her leg with the other. Just as his right hand
touched a nipple through the bra, his left had reached the panty
covered prize.

He had time for one stroke of her pussy before pain exploded on
his face.

Rod jerked back as Bethany screamed at him, “YOU BASTARD! YOU
ROTTEN SON-OF-A-BITCH!”

Pain again, on the left side of his face. This time he was able
to see Beth swinging the rose bud, with all six inches of thorns
exposed and the bud breaking off.

“I REALlY WANTED TO BELIEVE YOU. I wanted you to want me, but you
were just trying to get another conquest, you asshole. Do you
remember Melissa Cartwright?”

Rod was confused now, and when he pulled his hand from his cheek
he saw blood. He had to work to keep from passing out, and his
brain was not at its highest for excuse building. “No, I don’t
remember her.”

“Pink panties with unicorns, do you remember those?”

“Oh, yeah, those I remember.”

“She is my best friend, and when she told me what you did, I
didn’t believe her. I thought she must have misunderstood
somehow. But now here you are, and you are doing everything
exactly the way she described it to me, even to the goddamn rose
bud. When your sister invited me and my sister to the cabin this
weekend, I thought it was a little strange. Then you kept hinting
that you might like me, and I wanted it to be true, but I am just
another trophy to you, aren’t I?”

“What? No, no, it’s not like that at all…”

“Don’t bother to deny it. The only reason I accepted your
invitation was to help prove that Melissa was wrong. Her father,
Gunnery Sergeant Cartwright, wanted to inflict grievous harm upon
you, but I asked him to wait till I was sure you were at fault.
Well, I’m sure now, and you have got problems, buddy boy. I don’t
think your daddy’s money is going to save your sorry ass this
time.”