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