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Gretchen Succumbs
by Obmuj (address withheld)

***

Gretchen is a 28 year old virgin who happens to be a 
genius. She is to be married in two months - but alas 
an 18 year old mail clerk in her office finds his way 
with her. The groom-to-be finds his fiancée on her 
hands and knees with the young guy kneeling behind her. 
(MF, reluc, 1st, cheat)

***

Succumbing to the male who was younger and in actuality 
wasn't the buffed handsome movie star male image the 
twenty-eight year old woman wanted as her life-long 
companion. Even if only for a dinner date or watching a 
flick from the time she was of sufficient age to date, 
her escort was always the muscle type of male who stood 
six feet or more as she herself was tall and didn't 
want to dwarf her companion.

Her striking beauty permitted her to select those males 
who stood out on an athletic venue, or drew the 
attention of able bodied female's to check him out in 
his bathing suit at the beach - a bathing suit that 
illustrated his muscular physique.

From the moment in her life her female genes allowed 
her the knowledge and ability to determine the type and 
image of a male she desired, Gretchen selected only 
overly handsome boys and as she aged, subsequently 
males who were broad shouldered, thick chest and abs 
that rippled with muscles. Only one male passed her 
test of being a stud muffin and having a brain as near 
to or equal of her own. Which meant the handsome and 
muscular male also was classified a genius.

Yes, she was a female who planned on collecting an 
intelligent as well as a handsome specimen of the human 
male kingdom to be a part of her life and eventually 
bare a child with.

One summer day while outside watching butterflies 
flutter over the blooms of her mother's flower garden, 
a man caught her attention while making some attempt to 
entertain her self. The first 'crush' Gretchen had 
occurred when she as an eleven year precocious girl, 
spoke to the man whose body looked like those she 
watched at times on wrestling shows. 

Although she was young, her body had started to develop 
and she had breast buds that had commenced to slightly 
push out her blouse. A handsome married man and his new 
wife, each of who were twenty-three years of age, had 
moved into the house next door to her parents.

The man smiled and greeted her in a masculine voice. 
Something in her body told her, "Holly cow, he is so 
handsome... look at all of his muscles. Oh if only I 
could have him hug me."

"Hello, I'm Gretchen and I see you're planning to swim 
in your new pool." When the man asked her if she would 
like to swim with him, she thought for a minute, and 
then replied, "Yes. Yes, that would be nice. Allow me 
to go in and change and I'll be back to join you."

Inside her house, she informed her mother of being 
invited by Mr. Hardly to swim in his pool. Her mother 
had smiled and told her, "Fine, but don't make a 
nuisance of yourself, and thank him when you come 
home."

Wearing a two piece suit that was last years she knew 
it showed her newly discovered breasts and the bottoms 
were tight and her mound was easily displayed in the 
bottom part of her suit. When she walked next door to 
where the man waited for her in the water, she observed 
his eyes taking in her form. She couldn't believe how 
handsome he was as they swam. They had gotten out of 
the water and over to a bar that he had built by the 
house and within the enclosed pool screen room.

Although her knowledge of sex was advanced for her, she 
wasn't certain how to explain the large bump in Mr. 
Hadley's bathing suit. Then a light came on in her 
brain and she knew the man was evidently erect from 
being around her. Instead of being scarred, Gretchen 
became fascinated and she watched the man walk behind 
the bar to get them a soda. When the man turned toward 
her she about died. Before her eyes was a man's thing 
and it was sticking out of the leg hole of Mr. Hadley's 
bathing suit.

For several minutes she sat on the bar stool at the end 
of the bar and he was standing behind the bar, she 
couldn't take her eyes off the hard object. When the 
muscular man moved to stand by her, she looked on 
without fear as his hand reached out and took her right 
hand in his and moved it onto his male thing. How she 
knew to rub her fist up and down his pole of flesh 
Gretchen didn't know. To her surprise and after perhaps 
five minutes, the hard thing in her hand seemed to 
quiver and jerk and then spit out thick liquid.

Until the end of the summer when she twelve and the 
neighbors moved to another state, she had enjoyed 
feeling the wet stuff squirt from the man's thing and 
coat the center of her bathing suit. Until she was 
sixteen and had started dating did Gretchen again feel 
some man's stuff coat her panty crotch and give her 
orgasmic pleasures.

"Yes, the man who beds me and be my husband must be 
someone who will hold my hand or allow my hand to rest 
on his arm as we walk down the street or through a five 
star restaurant. Such a male will, without exception, 
be the only type of male to take me and make me a 
woman." 

Throughout her life time she was determined her first 
adventure into sexual intercourse would be on her 
virginal wedding bed. Thusly she was a woman of such a 
strong sense of proprietary, she planned on not being 
bedded until the night capping her elaborate Catholic, 
and exceedingly pious religious matrimonial ceremony, 
marking her wedding day.

After her wedding she and her intended would attend 
their formal banquet and reception-dance at a country 
club. Once those familiar rituals were completed and 
over; only then would she endure the shattering or 
splitting her virginity with his hard male penis.

The overly attractive woman had a statuesque body she 
considered was like those from the days of Grecian 
goddess. Gretchen Mae Hayden was at the moment 
unwittingly yielding to somebody or something that was 
essentially nothing more than a powerful an ogre than 
any of her previous dates could all be combined into a 
member of the opposite sex. 

Lying on top of her was a pimply faced nerd with a 
skinny and pathetic body who stood no more than five-
six. This boy worked as a mail clerk in the office 
where she was employed and he wouldn't draw a second 
glance on the beach or however well dressed he might be 
in a public forum.

One thing was unquestionably and decisively the 
opposite of the ideal male who would be the first to 
lie between her thighs. Ah yes, the young male lying 
atop her nude body and which at this very moment in 
time included his attempt to place what only could be 
considered a gigantic phallus into her body. Gretchen's 
ego and curiosity had succumbed to the stories she had 
heard at the office and for nothing more than both 
exotic and erotic reasons, the female in her had 
invited the boy into her home and lastly her bedroom.

Gretchen had listened to the females and males discuss 
the manly attributes of the youth's manhood and the 
legends about his large penis had grown in each of the 
stories she had listened too as to his manhood's 
menacing size. For what reason or reasons she could 
never understand, but she had finally decided it must 
be from the simply fact that she had listened to others 
in the office discuss the fact that Brian had at least 
ten inches and perhaps a foot of wrist thick manhood 
hanging between his legs.

Yes, this had to be the only reason she had checked him 
out in the office each day during his delivering or 
collecting of mail from and to her desk. She had even 
stopped the mail from being given to her administrative 
aide by the youth as she wanted to look at his groin as 
he strolled into and out of her office. She continued 
to wonder what his erection must look like... how I 
find out.

While she and the boy had "made out" on her living room 
sofa, Gretchen decided to tease the boy and in the 
course of their hugging, exchanging a few kisses or his 
cropping a feel of her breasts, while she took 
possession of his youthful weapon that dangled from his 
body. 

It was a certainty that both she and Brian were guilty 
of taking advantage of the other. Finally over time her 
desire to see the youth in the nude and to view with 
her own eyes in able to verify and satisfy her prurient 
mind if his penis was truly as large as the rumors 
claimed. These facts caused Gretchen to permit this 
nerd be the first male to view her nakedness. 

Now his large and dangerous erection was pointing out 
from his groin in an attempting to enter her body. When 
Gretchen had finally convinced Brian to undress to 
satisfy her curiosity about the alleged size of his 
penis she made a tacit agreement she too would undress 
and enable him to view her reported virginal body. 
Gretchen had solicited his pledge and promise not to 
touch her pure and never before truly unmolested body. 
Never before had a boy been able to touch her private 
places as they were never uncovered. 

When her eyes first viewed this truly well endowed boy 
she couldn't believe the manly item she was viewing. 
During her high school or college dating years Gretchen 
had at times provide a few boys the pleasures of 
feeling her hand bring them off. Nothing provided her 
such pleasure as her hands stroking a hard youthful 
penis, and Gretchen loved making some lucky boy squirt 
his liquids on the crotch of her panties. For the 
briefest of time, Gretchen recalled those couple of 
summers when she was eleven and twelve and first saw 
and touched a man's penis

Yet she didn't allow the boy to touch her or she would 
stop her side of the foreplay, and leave him hanging in 
mid-air with a ragging hard-on. In less than ten 
minutes she had gotten Brian Sullivan to undress and 
she was the one who was unexpectedly playing the role 
of seducer. Alas a strange quirk of fate in her never 
before sexual existence unknowingly caused her to 
decide and favor Brian's request to view her nude.

Instead of squirting his juices on her panties the 
second time he building up and about to reach the point 
where he would be cumming, he persuaded the lovely 
woman to undress. Gretchen had decided she would permit 
him to lay over her so she could feel what it was like 
for a man to lie nude on her body.

Without her being aware of how this curiosity would 
end, as she had often thought of permitting some boy in 
her teen years and even during and after college to 
squirt his potent seed upon her bare breasts or the 
hair lined channel nestled between her lovely legs and 
actually at the point where her silk smooth thighs 
closed on each side of her female cut.

Brain's shrill sounding teen voice expressed words she 
never considered he could so elegantly speak as he told 
the most lovely woman he had even been with, "Gretchen, 
I with to drench the focal point of your sweet sexual 
core with my come. Tell me Miss Gretchen, wouldn't you 
just once in your life enjoy feeling the slick thick 
male wetness coating your sexual hole, rather than the 
material of your panties, which from what you've told 
me you have felt often in your life? So shall I coat 
your cunt with my juices?" and he knew the woman was 
going to undress as he had peeked her interest.

"You will try to enter me, I'm afraid to say. Or will 
you promise to make no attempt to rape me if I'm nude 
and you're atop me my dear?" and she knew what course 
the next few minutes would be. She would at last allow 
a male to view her lovely nakedness and wet the outside 
of her sex with his mucus like male semen.

Gretchen did ask her self, "Suppose some of his semen 
should leak inside my sex and somehow the microscopic 
little wiggle fellows, those sperms he will release, 
should find their way to an egg and impregnate me? 
Burrrr, what a horrible thought to have this dork's 
child growing inside me and I have yet to be penetrated 
by a penis. What would I do then?" and felt her body 
become heated at just the mere thought of such a 
coincident.

"Oh please Gretchen; you are the loveliest woman I have 
ever met. Yes, I admit how much I wished to be able to 
and wanted to squirt my come on your panties. But think 
Miss Gretchen how much nicer it would be for both of us 
if you would allow me to squirt my wetness on you 
lovely skin. Oh you could feel me as I cummed on your 
lovely cunt hole. I liked you making me come on your 
panty crotch. Please allow me to view your body. I 
promise I'll never tell a soul you let me or that we've 
even done anything or I was in your condo. Will you 
permit me to look at you? I won't touch you except to 
make my cock squirt my stuff on you... please, will you 
let me?" and he had observed how foolishly Gretchen had 
undressed in her bedroom.

After she undressed, Gretchen had relented to Brian's 
pleas and lay back and allowed him to kiss and suck her 
nipples, which no one had ever done before. This 
excited her and as his lips moved to kiss her sex, she 
didn't hinder his tongue enjoying ten or so licks 
between the soft folds of her vulva. Brian had followed 
her request to move so he was between her legs and she 
was the one whose hand took his large erection and 
placed it near her hair lined vaginal entrance and 
begin to again jerk him off.

Without thinking what was occurring as she moved his 
penis so it was pressing in the entrance of her sex as 
she jacked him off, Gretchen had gotten herself into 
position so she could have the thick end of Brian's 
manhood enter in her as she desired to feel a man's 
rich male cream splash inside her sex. The twenty-eight 
year old woman decided to make it even more exciting 
and instead of having his cum land on the outside of 
her sex, Gretchen wanted and determined she would 
permit his penis head to squirt its juices just inside 
her labium.

"Uh, oh gee I feel so needing and at last I will feel a 
man's thing splash its cream inside me and not on my 
panties. Do I want more than...?" and knew this time 
when she had a wet crotch, it wouldn't be from a male's 
stuff soaking through her panty material, this would be 
the fist ever such liquid to be so honored to coat her 
outer and inner sex.

Suddenly Brian moved his hand and pulled Gretchen's 
hand from holding his manhood and fully charging 
erection he was attempting to shove into her body. Her 
will power to resist the boy's attempt to penetrate her 
took over and she moved her hand from his penis. Now 
Gretchen was permitting Brian to work and stroke his 
penis in the entrance of her tight grotto.

The sexually charged woman was beyond trying to stop 
his entering her sex as her body had finally weakened 
from the teasing acts on her clitoral hood and round 
ball of her clitoris hidden inside the penis shaped 
foreskin above her vaginal entrance. She wanted to be 
penetrated as the sensations from the blunt end of his 
thick phallus was striking her clitoris and would slip 
down to gain another short depth within her body as he 
brushed against her hardened clitoris.

Wanting to tell the nerd to stop, while at the same 
time she wanted to feel the thick horn of manhood the 
boy was attempting to shove into her Gretchen 
understood if she allowed Brian, the mail boy from her 
office to continue his acts, it would lead to the 
capture of her virginity... yes he will be the one to 
split the thin membrane apart that marks me as a 
virgin.

Suddenly Gretchen was feeling needs she'd never felt 
rise from her inner soul as Brian had suddenly gained 
enough entrance into the edge of her sex, that his 
wiggling around was causing her hips to squirm. Such 
movement was causing her to want even more of the 
pleasures he was bringing forth from her body for the 
first time in her twenty-eight years. Then she felt him 
slip deeper inside her and it was stretching her never 
before opened sex and it was causing her a feeling of 
light pain, but also creating a need she had never 
before experienced.

The youthful large head on the solid erection was 
moving in and out of her sex and Gretchen understood 
she was near to be sexually taken. Then a sharp pain 
struck from an inch or two inside her sex and Gretchen 
realized that her hymen had just been struck by a man's 
penis... except in this case the thick blunt penis of 
an eighteen year old mail boy's penis. A boy with a bad 
case of acne and a scrawny body. Then she felt the pain 
against her hymen even stronger and she knew what the 
girls when she and they were teens would say, "He's 
punching out my cherry."

The next shove by the boy into her body jolted her as 
her thick hymen was resisting its first attempt to be 
busted. Gretchen couldn't help her self and she moaned 
out as females have from the start of time, "Brian you 
must stop... you're shoving in me... noooo, oh that is 
so painful and hurts... not that... please don't do 
me... you're going in... aughhhhh!

"Move your hands from between us my love, oh let me all 
the way in," Brian said in a sweet and begging voice.

"Stop Brain...before it's to late... Oh my God, you're 
all the way up me... ho boy! Brian you must stop... I'm 
supposed to be getting married... hell you've stretched 
me open so wide and deep. My God it hurts, you should 
stop!"

Then the sensations were feeling good to Gretchen and 
she said in a soft and sweet voice, "Brian, uh yes, 
ugh, oh yeah just do whatever you want... I can't and 
don't want to stop you... its already too late, the 
damage is done! Brian you've already taken my 
virginity!"

Whatever else could be said about the act of loosing 
her virginity, Gretchen knew that something she had 
longed for had finally been completed by the most 
unlikely of a male. Her egotism and conceit caused the 
attractive woman side of her to ask, "Gee Brian, oh 
hell are you happy you're the first to spit me open?" 
and Gretchen understood she wasn't sad or for some 
reason concerned about loosing her virginity to the 
pimply faced boy with the monster of a cock that was 
now buried as deep in her inner body as it could reach. 
Which to Gretchen seemed to be striking her belly 
button?

For the next ten minutes Gretchen felt her inner body 
pounded by the massive penis that was stretching her 
open and had captured her hymen. The feeling of the 
large manhood moving in and out of her sex was causing 
her to give up her body and soul... not to the man who 
she was to marry in two months.

Asking her self, "Oh how did I let this happen... yet 
it feels so good?" and Gretchen allowed her soul to let 
down her first orgasm to the oversized erection, while 
at the same time she was tearlessly crying out her own 
release. Gretchen understood the blunt end of the 
teenage penis was filling her with its potent seed and 
splashing in the entrance of her womb.
  
Notwithstanding the fact that no one but Brian, the not 
so handsome youth was the first to lie between her 
lovely thighs and exceptionally long legs, and that he 
was the first male to squirt and plant his potent seed 
deep within her awaiting sexual core, which was at the 
crucial and conceivable point of her cycle. This 
thought caused her to again explode in a climax at the 
idea she could very well become with child and the 
results of she coupling with Brian could lead to only 
that one conclusion.

Standing five-eleven Gretchen was leggy and in the past 
had trusted her super intelligence to protect her 
status of a virgin. Not even her intended had viewed 
her neither undressed nor close to being nude. And 
assuredly Tedrow had never suckled her firm 36-C 
breasts that jutted firmly and outward from her chest 
nor licked her sex. Even more critical was knowing her 
intended would never be the one to shatter her 
virginity.

And even more than the basic status of remaining a 
virgin until she was married, Gretchen never wavered to 
keep her professional decorum in check at all times. 
Especially around those at her place of employment. Her 
abilities, education and common sense had led Gretchen 
to being promoted as a full vice president after only 
four years in a male dominated field of computer 
sciences and engineering, when you excluded programming 
staff. 

Gretchen was overly proud of the fact her office was 
next to the department head's corner office. Her 
personal office space was the second largest of the 
offices on the nineteenth floor of the office tower 
where she worked. The rumors had lately flowed in the 
hallway talk and they stated if the project she was 
managing came in on time and under budget, she would be 
made a senior vice president. That meant she would be 
moved to a corner office on the twenty-fifth floor, the 
top rung of officer floors.

The elegant and well-proportioned woman wasn't so 
foolish to have not noted Gregory Bethel; the firm's 
chairman of the board had on more than one occasion 
checked her out as she walked past him in the office 
building's hallways. Gretchen understood the chairman 
was in tune with the hazards of sexual harassment laws 
and would only smile when they greeted each other, but 
she knew Chairman Gregory watched the sway of her hips 
as she walked away from him and he had undoubtedly 
heard of her virginal status.

Being a fast learner and holding an unequaled IQ in the 
firm, she knew that dressing as an executive was a 
leadership quality needed to get ahead. Her clothes 
were of the finest material, and she wore tailored 
suits, dresses and skirts and blouses from designer 
racks that she subsequently had tailored to fit her 
shapely body.

Her breasts, Gretchen knew were overly full and caused 
them to have a slight sag to them. Gretchen understood 
if she wasn't wearing her suit jacket and she didn't 
have a bra on under her blouse, the outline of her 
breasts would be displayed beneath her blouse. This 
showed the males who she knew lusted after her how they 
swayed from the fullness when she walked from one 
office to another or to a meeting room. Many times she 
caught a male looking at her breasts as they swayed 
during her walking toward him and she would act as if 
she wasn't aware of her forcing her body to shake her 
breasts in a pronounced movement.

Gretchen noted women looked her over as they passed 
each other in the hallways and they would smile and 
speak in greeting as they met. One lesbian had walked 
up behind her as she washed her hands in the restroom. 
She not only cupped both of Gretchen's breasts, but the 
woman who was in her late thirties had pressed the 
front of her body against Gretchen's back. 

The woman had squeezed Gretchen's breasts and pinched 
her nipples between her fingers for a few minutes. She 
only removed her hands from cupping Gretchen's breasts 
when another female entered the restroom. The offending 
female was terminated immediately, but allegedly 
commented as she was escorted from the office building 
by security, "At least I've felt those tits that 
everyone else desires to fondle... so the rest of you 
can be envious of my good fortune."

Nothing had shaken her cool and calculated executive 
drive to seek out and obtain whatever she wished. 
Having graduated high school at fifteen, college at 
eighteen, Gretchen had obtained her masters by the age 
of twenty. Gretchen began her professional employment 
as a project engineer on a major systems development 
team at Bethel Technologies. 

Now her anguish cries were for naught. Someone other 
than the handsome brokerage firm president she was to 
marry was in the final act of plundering her sex by 
unleashing and splashing her inner sex with his male 
cream. This was the first time she had endured the 
carnal act of intercourse. Gretchen knew it wouldn't 
likely be the last time she would part her lovely 
thighs and accepted a male between the folds of her sex 
before she married.

Gretchen understood she couldn't endure waiting another 
two months until her intended Tedrow would bury his 
cock inside her willing sex. "Ho boy, now that I've 
tasted the horn of a man in my body, there's no way I 
can go without another stroking and pressing the depths 
of my cervix until I marry. Why did I determine I must 
not have sex until I married I wonder?" and moved her 
long legs up around Brian's body.

Gretchen understood she didn't have the strength to ask 
the boy to stop, or force him to move off her. After 
all her precious virginity was gone, why stop something 
so pleasurable now the damage is done. Another thing 
she understood was she had felt her virginity torn from 
deep within her body.

Yes, that special gift a woman has and which she, 
Gretchen, had promised to her intended husband-to-be, 
Tedrow Varney-Stephenson and which he was to take from 
her on their wedding night just two months away. Now 
her virginity was spilt - gone forever, and her dreams 
of being a virgin on her wedding night were a shove up 
inside her sex by a teen lover and her virginity was 
forever gone.

"Boy oh boy do you feel good. I cummed in you Gretchen. 
Are you ready for me to come in you again Miss 
Gretchen? Tell me you want me to come in you again, 
please," Brian asked as his body was ready to unleash 
his come for the second time.

"I'm lost... and shouldn't do this, but yes, oh yes 
come in me - come in me Brian. Gee I'm going off with 
you again. I'm lost, oh you're big and I feel you so 
deep in... aughhhh!" Gretchen's vanity came into play 
with a need to know, asked, "Brian have you ever had a 
virgin before?"

Nearly every day for the two months prior to her 
wedding, Gretchen enjoyed her sexual games with Brian. 
Tonight she had failed to lock the side gate that led 
to the pool at the rear of her home. At that moment in 
time Gretchen was on her hands and knees coupling with 
her young lover in a forceful doggie style.

The bride to be was trying to capture the last moments 
of cheating on this Thursday evening after work, and 
two days before her wedding. Tedrow heard the moans and 
groans coming from the rear of the house and entered 
the patio gate to determine if his intended was being 
assaulted.
Before his eyes Tedrow found his intended being 
sexually assaulted, but he could hear and see it was a 
mutual assault that was taking place between the virgin 
woman he loved and was going to marry and a young boy. 
A boy he recognized as the kid from work who Tedrow was 
aware that supposedly had large male proportions. He 
looked on in disbelief as Gretchen's facial contortions 
reflected what must assuredly be damaging and would 
seem to be from the pain of being penetrated.

Somehow it seemed his love was finding weirdness from 
the carnal act she was engaged in while on her hands 
and knees. The grimace on her face was indicating how 
much she was enjoying the pleasure from being taken by 
the overly large male phallus. Tedrow knew without even 
being told that this wasn't the first time his 
supposedly virgin wife-to-be had been penetrated and he 
felt as if he would faint.

His lovely wife to be was taken the solid mass of 
manhood into her body and begging in a growling voice 
for more. "Oh hell, just fuck me Brian. Fuck that big 
hard cock up my pussy... Brian, fill me with your 
come... spray your come in me, yeah come in me... 
give..."

"Gretchen! How could you... oh no; you couldn't..." 
Tedrow cried out in alarm observing the woman he was to 
marry only two days henceforth, and asking the youth to 
spray his come inside her body.

Just as her climax rolled though her body and the young 
boy was getting his nuts off and shooting his come into 
the woman he was mounting like a bitch dog, Gretchen 
heard her groom-to-be shout out his grief in 
discovering his lovely wife-to-be, joined in a carnal 
act of sex with another.

"Noooooo... oh for god's sake! No, don't leave 
Tedrow... let me explain," the exquisite woman cried 
out as she watched the man she was to marry in two days 
walk away from the scene of debauchery.

Brian refused to release his grip on the lovely round 
hips of the woman he was filling with his come for the 
second time in the past half hour. He held her as he 
bounced against the meaty hips and when he felt the 
last of his come seep in a small stream into the woman, 
he allowed her to pull away, jump up, grab her clothes 
and run into her house.

Now Gretchen was in Tedrow's home and she was pleading, 
crying and removing her clothes so Tedrow would cast 
his eyes on what was his if he married the leggy 
chestnut haired woman two days henceforth. Once he had 
left the home of the woman he had planned on marrying 
only two days away, but instead had found her engaged 
in sex with the one person she claimed was such a 
loser.

Tedrow had drove to his home and sat at the dark walnut 
wood bar, and covered with trim from mahogany trees, 
and even Hawaiian koa wood was the panel on the back of 
the bar wall. The distraught man had placed a bottle of 
Johnny Walker Blue Label in front of him. After pouring 
the second shot of the smooth Scotch, taking the sip of 
the liquor, he watched with disdain in his glare as 
Gretchen walked toward him. He had forgotten she had a 
key to his home, as he did hers.

Now he looked at the tearful woman in front of him and 
noted her makeup was ruined and running down her face 
from the tears still flowing from her eyes. For the 
first time since meeting the attractive woman, he saw 
her as someone ugly. He had been cuckold, although they 
weren't married. His mind tried to fathom if she had 
been a virgin during their three years of dating as she 
claimed.

He listened to the mournful wailing of the woman he'd 
told he never wanted to see again as he left her pool 
where he discovered her being taken in the doggie style 
of sex. The scene caused him to wonder how she could 
have engaged in sex with someone within forty-eight 
hours of their marriage. His world collapsed when he'd 
observed his lovely bride-to-be on her hands and knees, 
with her firm breasts hanging down under her chest and 
swaying back and forth in the rutting between her and 
her paramour.

Now he listened as she told him, "Please let me 
explain... oh Teddy I'm so miserable and frightened. 
Let me explain. I want to listen to your telling me 
we'll be married Saturday evening. The guest have 
started to arrive from out of town... no one will know 
about my being... being un-unfaithful to you."

While she spoke, Gretchen removed her clothing in the 
belief that if her intended groom saw her nude he would 
forgive her. She spoke in a tearful voice, "Oh my 
darling, tell me we will be married as planned. I love 
you very much... I will tell you every detail if you 
should want that. Teddy, please say our marriage will 
happen as we planned. Will you forgive me, please?" and 
she hugged the stiff body of the man seated on a bar 
stool looking at her in disbelief and she thought that 
perhaps he felt sorry for her as a woman.

"However, can I tell him I'm with child?" and as if she 
was trying to ensure her stomach didn't seem large, 
sucked in her stomach muscles.

His manhood shattered, the handsome and professional 
man sobbed out, "You tell me Gretchen... you've come 
here to my home with juices of another man dripping 
from your sex... I can see that is true as it's all 
over your legs and on your cunt hair... and now on my 
hand and fingers, why bitch?" and Tedrow reached and 
gripped her crotch in his hand. His fingers and the 
palm of his hand squeezed Gretchen's pubic area as hard 
as he possible could exert pressure. He again felt the 
dampness on her nude body and the wide expanse of pubes 
he had wanted to view for the first time was caked with 
the semen of another man... not a man, a boy for hell's 
sake.

Yes, he could feel the vacuous dampness of the other 
man's semen dripping from her no longer virgin sex. 
There was no evidence of blood on the front of her, so 
she was assuredly not a virgin when he found her being 
a tramp. "How many times bitch... how many...?"

"Oh darling your hurting me... please don't hurt me. 
Tell me you love me and want me as your wife. I will 
make up my indiscretions to you. Just permit me to love 
you and be your wife. I'll never give you cause to not 
trust me again. I will serve you in anyway possible. 
Please say we will marry..." and pressed the side of 
her face against the man she was supposed to marry, 
unless he dumped her for cheating with Brian.

"Do you truly love me? If so, go into my office and 
take the revolver from my center desk drawer. Go find 
your boy-toy, and place a shot in the center of his 
forehead. When you are done come back, else leave now 
and never enter my home again." Tedrow looked at the 
fear crossing the face of the lovely woman as she 
considered what he'd instructed her to complete.

Gretchen pressed her lips to the forehead of the man 
she loved, then turned and left the room.

Sitting at his bar and enjoying the Johnny Walker Blue 
Label, he listened to Gretchen's movements in his home. 
Tedrow heard the drawer to his desk close and footsteps 
walk across the marble floor of his hallway. He heard 
the front door open and close. Silence was all that 
remained for the next two hours as he enjoyed sipping 
the Scotch. 

Once again Tedrow heard the door of his apartment open 
and observed a white faced Gretchen walk toward him. 
The lovely woman's body was quivering from her head to 
her feet. Her markup was fresh, she had slipped on a 
different tailored skirt and blouse and he could see 
she wasn't wearing a bra. 

Interesting, did she change before or after meeting 
with Brian what's-his-name? Perhaps she had simply gone 
to her home, showered, fixed her makeup and brushed her 
hair and dressed in the clothing she was now wearing. 
Then she made a simple statement, "After I did as you 
asked, I stopped later along the river and through the 
gun in the water."

Tedrow thought of his purchasing the 10 mm revolver at 
a yard sale in Iowa the year before while he was on 
vacation and driving the interstate for a week of 
simply traveling. Knowing he lived in a state far from 
where he had purchased the weapon, he felt safe in 
believing there was no way he could be tied to the 
weapon, Tedrow wasn't worried and knew the gun would 
likely never be found if Gretchen had thrown it in the 
river about a mile or so from where she had informed 
him she had walked with Brian at the parking area.

Tedrow asked simply, "Well...?" and he looked at the 
eyes of the woman and knew she had just killed the man 
who had evidently gotten her virginity.

Gretchen stood in front of the man she loved and 
realized she'd succumbed to the act of murder to 
protect her right to marry. "If murder must be the will 
to share my life with you Tedrow, then sorry I am not 
for Brian. He asked for it; didn't he?" she asked aloud 
of herself.

Once more Tedrow thought of how the conversation went 
when she stood before him after coming back into his 
home. He had looked at the woman and saw no feelings in 
her eyes, except he could see or so he believed that 
she loved him enough to kill. "So, what can you tell me 
about eliminating our problem...? Did you complete your 
act?" and he watched her mouth start to form the words 
that he knew were to come from deep in her soul.

"He is dead. I called him from a payphone and asked he 
meet me at the overlook at the river. When he parked 
next to me, I asked he walk down the path with me along 
the river. When he turned as if we would kiss, I placed 
the gun to his forehead and fired and he fell backwards 
into the water and I watched as his body floated 
downstream," then she begins to unbutton her blouse.

Tedrow asked, "What else did your intelligent mind 
instruct you to do as you drove back from the scene?"

"To rid myself of the clothing I was wearing. They have 
been destroyed and not a single item I was wearing 
existed any longer. Even the prospect of his haunting 
me is not a concern. Should I say, he and I both got 
what we desired - except he took from me something that 
was truly meant for you? Tedrow, of that you can be 
certain. What now my love...?" and in only moments she 
stood nude. 

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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