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Scotts Women: Jackie
by Aquarius (no address provided)

***

Scott just retired from twenty-two years in the Army 
and was ready for something different; he was 
attending college and found something different in a 
young girl in one of his classes. (MF, 1st, rom)

***

I

It'd been about a month since I retired from the Army. 
I already had several semesters worth of college 
classes behind me while on active duty, which I was 
within two classes of an Associate's degree but I was 
starting all over, I had to have thirty semester hours 
to qualify for a degree from the college. When I 
started at the local Science and Technology college to 
get on with what I wanted to do for the rest of my 
life, besides sit around and vegetate in front of the 
idiot tube watching Ophra in the Afternoon. I needed 
something to qualify for a decent job, and this was 
the closest thing I could think of at the time. 

The second thing that contributed to my "bachelorhood" 
was that I was a widower. My wife whom I loved and 
adored died of cancer the year we were back in the 
states. The episode took a lot out of me and nearly a 
year to get over the fact. My retirement was next to 
empty and meaningless without her. However, I bared up 
under this and worked it out.

Nevertheless, the first day of class at the college I 
was the next thing to a freshman despite beginning my 
third year – problem is, I was also older than many of 
my classmates which some of them I could have been 
their father, especially some of the girls. I was 
Grandpa-goes-back-to-college to most of them.

Somewhere along the line before I retired I had 
decided to work in computer software engineering which 
meant a lot of math which thank god I was good at – I 
was no Einstein but I never had any problems with the 
higher mathematics, considering I'd been Master Gunner 
in a couple armor battalions, and if you don't think 
math is involved in tank gunnery try it sometime. 

It was in a couple of these classes I met this cute 
geek type girl, Jackie – Jaclyn Bowman; dark rim 
glasses, mousey washed-out dish water blonde hair, yet 
a nice figure. After a couple classes I realized that 
the other guys in the class hardly paid her any 
attention. That's when I decided to check her out and 
see where things would lead. I sometimes exchanged 
small talk with her before and after class, mostly: 
Getting to know you talk.

The opportunity to get to know her better finally came 
about when the professor divided up the class in to 
three groups for the first of two class projects. The 
groups represented work teams of no more than six per 
group (real world style). Jackie was in my group. 
Right off the bat me being the oldest of all in the 
group (the youngest 18), not to mention being retired 
master sergeant, they unanimously chose me as the team 
lead. It didn't surprise the professor, he had seen 
this before. 

We knew we'd have to meet on a Saturday someplace 
which ended up my place. Most of the "kids" in the 
group were living at home so that precluded that idea. 
I bought the usual junk food and drinks Friday and 
Saturday promptly at ten o'clock they began arriving, 
Jackie last. We outlined the project, following the 
rules of the road in project proposal and development. 
And I thought getting ready for a field problem was an 
ordeal that stuff was easy. 

We spent an exhausting three hours on it using two 
packs of three by four foot butcher paper I had left 
over from my days in the Army before we decided we had 
taken it as far as we could, the others still had 
homework to do, I completed most of mine on Friday. 
The others left leaving me with the mess to cleanup – 
so I thought but Jackie was the last to leave.

She stood in the middle of the living room watching 
for a minute as I picked up the assortment of empty 
bottles, cans, and wrappers. She asked in a timid 
voice:

"Do you need help, Scott?"

That's when I realized she had not left in a rush like 
the others. "Oh, thanks." I held out a large plastic 
garbage bag for the recyclables. "Hold this while I 
bale the stuff in."

The recyclables went in to the bag, the rest in to 
another one and I set them aside to take out later. 

To make conversation I asked: "Learn anything?"

Jackie nodded her head as she seemed uncertain what to 
do next. "It helped clear up a few questions I had…"

I gestured for her to sit down. I asked her if she had 
any other questions. 

"No." she replied softly. 

We ended up talking about anything then I took a wild 
chance – I asked her out for supper and a date that 
night. My first date with a girl in nearly two years. 
To my surprise Jackie did not hesitate or "hm and ha" 
about my request.

"Six?" I asked.

Again she eagerly nodded her head.

She left leaving me her address and cell phone number, 
which was another surprise.

Well, I figured, bachelorhood wasn't too bad after all 
and I'd had my share of some real dolls, and a few I 
took out a couple times and let it go at that.

Promptly at six I arrived at her apartment which in my 
mind left a lot to be desired. Especially for a young 
girl on her own. It wasn't the best part of town, the 
complex of multi-plex apartment buildings seemed to 
have "seedy" written all over them. The back area of 
the apartments looked like an extension to a scrap 
metal yard. Use your imagination there.

It was during this time that I had my big old GMC 
Jimmy 4x4 Suburban with full off-road package. I 
parked, went up to Jackie's apartment to get her. I 
saw her car which I knew by now on sight. It wasn't 
the best thing on the road but that was all she could 
afford. As I got out of my truck I scanned the area 
then walked up to her apartment and rang the doorbell. 
The door almost instantly opened. 
 
Jackie had on tight fitting designer jeans, a sweater 
and running shoes. Me I had known better and wore 
jeans and a pull over shirt and my western boots. 

"Scott," she said surprised to see me. 

"Ready?"

I led her down to the truck. She looked at its height 
as I opened the door for her. She looked back at me 
with a: "You've got to be kidding me?" look. I started 
to help her in but Jackie literally hopped in. I 
chuckled a bit then got in and we were off to my 
favorite watering hole downtown: a biker's bar that 
wasn't a biker's bar. 

As we drove across town I was able to get a good look 
at her, I liked the way the seat belt crossed her 
chest and between her nice small perky breasts making 
them stand out as individual little mounds. Despite 
the bulky sweater I knew she had a nice slender waist 
and nice slender hips. I never understood what it was 
that until then and I took an interest in her that she 
let it be known she didn't have a steady boyfriend. We 
hit it off with no problem.

She was a bit surprised when we arrived at Johnny's. I 
parked in the side parking lot amid lines of Harleys, 
Victorys, Castle bikes, not to mention a few of the 
other types. 

"A – A biker bar?" Jackie looked at me concerned.

I smiled and said: "It's a biker's bar that's not a 
biker's bar. Come on."

"You're kidding? Right?"

She opened her door as I went around to help her out. 
As Jackie let me help her out, I had my hands about 
her waist. If it weren't for the sweater I probably 
could have put both hands about her. She gasped as I 
lowered her to the ground.

I led her into the bar, the music alone would have 
blasted a person out the door. Along two walls were 
lined with a battery of TV's tuned to different sports 
games and an auto race from Europe; there was a live 
rock band competing with the TV's and crowd. We were 
met at the door by a gorgeous young blonde, Cindy whom 
I'd known for a long time. We mostly, due to the noise 
communicated by hand signals. Jackie, I noticed was 
checking out Cindy – all biker girl; white short-
shorts that redefined short-shorts, her breasts 
filling the blue tank top to the maximum and sneakers, 
her long blonde hair tied back with a scrunchie. 

Jackie looked around the bar wide eyed at the dozens 
of bikers and red-necks whom frequented the place on 
the weekends. She hugged up to me as Cindy led us to 
an empty table; another young girl appeared out of the 
crowd with menus. Within minutes she brought us two 
beers. Most of the time as we talked we had to shout 
into each other's ears.

Soon we finished and left another couple took our 
place. When we got to the truck, Jackie was holding 
her hands over her ears. 

"My ears are ringing," she said squinting at me.

I opened the door and helped her in. "Where do you 
want to go now?"

Jackie sat at eye level with me. I was looking in to 
those beautiful green eyes surmounted by the dark 
rimmed glasses. She shrugged then on impulse I leaned 
in to kiss her on the cheek. I asked: "Just drive?" 
She nodded surprised at the kiss.

We drove from one end of town to the other and back 
again before heading back to her place. 

Now most guys that I know would have had her inside, 
door locked, her clothes pulled off her, had her laid 
on the couch and fucking the hell out of her. I 
decided to play it cool and I kissed her good-night at 
the door and left not looking back.


II

We would see each other at classes and started calling 
each other in between. I took her out one more time 
with the truck and decided to treat her to an evening 
out. I told her it would be a surprise – and no, no 
biker's bars this time. Someplace special. 

If I intended it to be a surprise then I had to do 
something better than my old faithful truck for a 
coach for the princess. I went to a rental car agency 
to rent something better and while there I noticed 
they had a used car lot where they sold the fleet cars 
that were replaced by newer models. I noticed one that 
was just what I would want if I ever decided to buy 
one – a Buick La Sabre – don't ask me why, it just 
appealed to me at the time. I finished the paper work 
for the rental, leaving the truck at the rental lot I 
drove straight over to Jackie's. 

God, what a beauty she was. When I rang the bell for 
the apartment there was a short pause then it opened. 
I nearly had my breath taken away as my gaze roved 
over her body; in class you wouldn't think much of 
her, dower, mousy look, but now – a beauty: Cinderella 
remade: a gray and black mini-dress with matching 
beaded empire waist, a surplice neckline that dipped 
low showing off a generous amount of her nice full 
firm breasts; black stockings with open toed high 
heels.

She looked at me with a smile and a: "Ta-da!" She 
twirled 360 the dress flaring out at the waist. 

"Um, can I say I am speechless than say – beautiful?"

She gave me a beautiful smile and a quick curtsey. 

We left her place and I took her to one of the better 
family owned restaurants, a Korean one which I knew 
well and the owner, a former Korean first sergeant, 
Han Lee since retired from the (ROK) Korean army. When 
we entered we were greeted by one of his daughters, a 
little dark haired beauty at the door and shown to a 
table near the back. 

I interpreted the menu for her; avoiding a couple I 
didn't think she would care for. We almost made it an 
evening there before finally leaving and heading for 
one of the local "watering holes".

I began early on in the evening to have some dark 
thoughts about Jackie; it'd been a while since I had 
been with a woman like her. We hit a couple clubs 
downtown then I took her on a "cruise" around town. 
She liked my car, a Ford even though it was the 
rental, which surprisingly did not have that annoying 
console in the middle between the front seats. Jackie 
unbuckled her seat belt and slid to the middle of the 
seat to sit close to me.

I drove out of town to a spot I knew not too many 
other people knew about. At a traffic light I took a 
chance resting my hand on her knee, testing the waters 
with her as they say. As we merged with traffic and 
the speed decreased due in part to slower drivers, I 
was able to slid my hand along her leg drawing the hem 
of the skirt up to show the tops of her stockings. 

As I slid my hand along her leg I thought she'd take 
offense and slap me while I was driving. Rather, out 
of the corner of my eye I could make out in the half 
light from other cars and street lights a slight smile 
on her face. I moved my hand a little closer to my 
goal feeling the sensuous touch of nylon stockings and 
then the satin garter strap, and bare leg. 

Taking a chance with the rental I drove up into the 
foothills to a back road that led into a tree stand 
where we'd not be seen. I'd brought a couple other 
girls here I knew. It was here that they gave 
themselves to me. I turned the lights out as I turned 
the car around in the narrow space available. Situated 
we were looking out over the city lights.

"Like the roof of the world," Jackie said cuddling 
close to me.

"You want the roof of the world, I'll take you up a 
few hundred more feet in elevation to the summit."

"Much higher?"

"Much higher." Of course my thoughts at this point had 
nothing to do with sight- seeing. I was thinking more 
in line with getting my hands on her in places that 
would get her all aroused.

I had my right arm about her shoulders drawing us to 
the center of the seat; my left was casually sliding 
along her side and front. I was testing the waters to 
casually feel her up. My mind was already in a rut as 
I kissed her, our mouths locking and sealing our 
tongues playing a slow tango.

Jackie drew in a breath as I slid my hand over her 
feeling her further up to the neck line to feel the 
satin smoothness of her skin.

Jackie asked in a timid voice around our kisses: "Do I 
please you, Scott?"

I quickly answered: "Yes. Very much so."

That pretty much decided the course of events for me. 
I moved my hand down her side to the hem of the dress 
and her leg to slowly slide it back up her legs and 
under the hem to her hip. I held my hand at her hip as 
we kissed; then to my surprise Jackie put her hand on 
me. 

She gently squeezed my cock through my pants, in 
seconds I was hard as a steel spike. 


III

Now as I said, the car she had was not exactly the 
greatest thing on the road but it was all she could 
afford. The next morning I turned in the rental; 
looked at what car the rental agency had on their used 
car lot; himmed and hauued over the Buick then went 
home. I just started working on a homework problem 
when the phone rang:

"Scott?" came Jackie's worried voice over the phone.

I smiled at the phone: "`Morning, babe. What's up?" 

"I don't know what's wrong with my car."

Huh? Oh great. Living in apartments does not offer you 
any great opportunities to work on cars. "Be right 
over."

The parking space next to Jackie's little car was open 
I backed the beast in beside it. Jackie was downstairs 
as I opened the back doors of the truck to pull out 
one of two tool boxes.

I scoped her out with a quick glance: I liked what I 
saw. Tight fitting designer jeans, tight fitting 
sweater, and black high heel boots: I swore she poured 
herself in to this outfit: Nice would be an 
understatement.

She handed me the key. I got in tried the engine, 
starter turned but nothing. I thought for a minute 
then with the obvious opened the hood, got out a 
couple wrenches and started with the fuel filter: 
clogged. "Um, hon. Where do you get your gas?"

I gave her my best look of fatherly disapproval.

She looked at the nearly black micro-screen device 
then said weakly: "Eight Street. U-Pump It. It's all I 
can afford."

I wanted to feel sorry for her: A young girl on her 
own, going to school and not earning much in the way 
of money. "That's problem number one. Lousy fuel. 
Let's see what else I can find."

Jackie leaned against the truck watching as I 
literally dismantled the car engine in the parking 
lot. After a while I had a short list of things that 
needed to be done. 

Wiping my hands on a cloth I said: "Tell ya what, I 
know a guy not far from me who can do the work a heck 
of a lot quicker and has a garage and the parts on 
hand."

The first thing she asked: "How much?"

I looked at the engine again, swallowed and said: 
"Probably an easy two hundred."

Jackie's face turned white as a sheet. "Two hundred!"

I didn't know what else to tell her. "That of course 
isn't counting the tow or recovery fee – but your 
insurance covers that." I hope.

The girl was close to tears. I asked her as I took her 
in to my arms: "Do you have towing on your insurance?"

She nodded. I said: "Good let's see what I can do?" I 
took out my cell phone to call the garage that did 
some of the major work on the Beast. Luckily he was 
having a light day work wise, oil changes, lube, 
tires; stuff like that. Next I called a friend of his 
with recovery rigs – flat beds. He'd have a truck over 
in an hour. I knew what that meant: he'd get to us 
after five wreaks, a couple jump starts, and lunch.

We went up to her apartment to wait for the truck. We 
sat at the small kitchen table talking for a few 
minutes then she asked if I wanted tea – she didn't 
have coffee which was okay with me at this point. 
After last night with her I liked what we did: She all 
but let me have my way with her. She got up to make 
the tea water. When she turned around to fill the tea 
kettle at the sink I almost glued my eyes to her nice 
tight little butt. I'm not much of a "butt" man, my 
attention is always drawn to a girl, or woman's waist 
and hips, breasts but I couldn't help stare at 
Jackie's little butt. 

I stood up stepped up behind Jackie putting my arms 
about her waist and kissing her on the neck as I slid 
my hand along her side and up to her breasts. I had 
the girl pinned against the sink as I moved the other 
hand down to her waist and front. I caressed her for a 
moment as I held her. 

Jackie drew in a sharp breath setting the tea pot in 
the sink as she grabbed the counter for support.

"Oh, Scott," she sighed as I caressed her moving my 
hand up to the belt and snap and zipper. 

"Like that?"
	
"Mmm, yes. Don't stop…" Jackie sighed as I felt her 
up. Then she said in a soft voice: "Be gentle Scott – 
please. I – I'm …"

My mind did somersaults on that one. I was about to be 
her first. 

"Sssssh, sweet heart just relax and enjoy this…"

I held her in place with my weight as I took the 
sweater at her waist to pull it off over her head 
tossing it aside. I drew in a sharp breath at the 
sight of the light blue satin and lace demi bra. My 
lustful thought was: God this girl is beautiful! And 
no boyfriend.

Kissing her on the neck I managed to turn her to face 
me 

"Oh, Scott – please …"
	
Just at that point I scooped her up in my arms; she 
squealed as I held her for a moment then took her in 
to the front room, laid her on the sofa. Jessica 
looked up at me with a twinge of fear. She knew then I 
wanted nothing less than to take her and possess her.
	
We broke our kiss as I boosted myself up when there 
was a ringing of the doorbell.

Huh? "Oh shit! I bet that's the truck."

Jackie was suddenly scared. We got up scrambling to 
our feet; I pulled my pants up as the doorbell was 
rung a second time.

"Coming!" I called.

Jackie grabbed her sweater off the floor where I'd 
tossed it and went back to the bedroom to finish 
putting herself back together. I opened the door to 
Bubba's cousin. I took one look at him, my first 
thought was: I bet he bench presses Harley motorcycles 
for exercise.

"Miss Bowman?" he asked in a gravelly voice.

"Yeah. Hon, where are the car keys?"

"By the door on the hook," Jackie called from the 
back.

The guy had a smirk on his face. He knew what we were 
doing when he got there.

I grabbed my jacket and Stetson hat and we went down 
to begin putting the car on the truck. As we were 
winching the car onto the flat bed Jackie came 
downstairs. I still think the girl is one fine little 
fox. The driver peered out from under the car where we 
were hooking the chains on to the truck bed to secure 
it; I know he liked what he saw – all girl. 

Jackie watched us finish chaining the car down to the 
truck. I told the driver where to take it. We would 
follow. I helped Jackie in to the Suburban, got in and 
followed the truck over to Jeff's Auto and Truck 
Service.

We got to Jeff Mann's garage a short time later. 
Jeff's, compared to most garages in this town would be 
considered a sleazy place; basically on the wrong side 
of the interstate, ultra-low income neighborhood, 
looks like he'd go out of business tomorrow. However, 
he's lasted longer than most of the fancy outfits. 
Jackie had a sick look on her face when she saw the 
place. Bubba dropped the car beside the garage. 

He took down the rest of Jackie's information on the 
insurance finished the paperwork and off he went. Jeff 
had the hood open and in an instant he saw about the 
same things I did.

He looked up and said: "Monday."

I looked at Jackie, she nodded her head then she asked 
in a timid voice: "How much?"

Jeff looked at the engine again: "About one-fifty to 
maybe two hundred. I'll do what I can to keep it down 
for ya."

I thought she'd faint. I decided I'd lost a good 
couple hours of study on my school work, what the 
hell? Jackie had no place to go but home at this 
point. I decided to check out that car rental place 
and the Buick again. As I pulled out onto the street 
Jackie slid across the seat to sit beside me. Poor kid 
was depressed by Jeff's verdict. 

I could see she was quickly attaching herself to me. I 
got to the rental place a few minutes later. The same 
guy who took care of me before was still there playing 
solitaire; no customers. I made his day. I checked the 
time, still an hour before the banks closed. I damned 
near had him lying on the floor. I wrote a check out 
for five hundred to hold the car then called my bank 
and favorite clerk: "Lisa, `morning, hone. Scott 
Harrison. Got a few minutes?"

"What do you need Scott?" she asked in her best sexy 
voice.

"A counter check for fifteen thousand from my 
account..." and gave her the information, "and I'll be 
right there."

"No problem."

Jackie looked at me astounded. The guy's jaw was 
sagging open in a gape.

***

We arrived at the bank with a half hour to spare 
before they closed. Lisa, true to her word had the 
counter check all filled out for me and in a special 
no-see-through envelope. She was all smiles as I 
walked through the door and straight to her desk. A 
customer was just getting ready to sit down at her 
desk when I walked up and Lisa handed me the envelope. 
I stepped around the desk to give her a passionate 
kiss in front of God, Bank, and Customers that must 
have curled her toe nails. The customer's jaw sagged 
open; Jackie was slightly miffed, Lisa was all smiles.

"Thanks, hone." I winked and left.

We got outside and Jackie asked: "What was that all 
about? The kiss?"

To say the least she was jealous. I put my arm about 
her as we walked to the truck. "Good story. Happy 
ending that goes back a couple years before we – you 
and I – met."

"Which is?"

"Lisa and I were unattached, single, looking for 
someone, short term we met here and things as they say 
heated up between us. We became lovers for a while. 
So, whenever I need anything special – nothing 
illegal, no shady business, I ask for her, she does it 
for me. Cuts corners and time and the job gets done."

"Oh."

Jackie was chilly about what I had done. No avoiding 
the scene now. I opened the door, she got in and I 
turned her to face me. "That was long ago. This is 
now. Okay?"

"I suppose."

I leaned in and gave her an open mouth kiss I know she 
felt all the way to her toe nails. I reached down 
sliding my hand along her thighs to her pussy. I said 
softly, "Like that?"

"Mm, yes," she whispered back as she wrapped her arms 
about my neck. "Sorry about my being jealous."

"That's understandable."

By one o'clock I rented a U-Haul car trailer went back 
to the rental place: I swear the guy musta damned near 
killed himself getting the car ready for me to hand 
him the counter check from the bank – it pays to know 
people, especially a sweet heart like Lisa at the 
bank. 

Jackie couldn't get over the fact I was able to get 
the car without all the usual hassle of financing. 

"Saved," I told her. "Twenty-two years' worth."

It was two o'clock in the afternoon by the time we got 
back to my place with the car, dropped it off took the 
trailer back to the U-Haul dealer and back to my 
place. She wasn't anxious to go home yet; she wanted 
to be with me for a while longer. A while longer 
turned in to Monday morning.

We got up to my apartment. We'd skipped lunch in all 
the running around, I ordered out for Chinese from a 
place close by. In the meantime I showed her my study 
area which was supposed to be the second bedroom. 
Despite the fact I wanted to lay her and take her 
virginity, we still had our school work to go.

I asked: "How much studying did you get done 
yesterday?"

"Just English and Humanities."

I already had all that mundane stuff covered while on 
active duty. 

"How about coding?" I asked.

She shook her head. I had a good head start on the 
work before she called me. Her books were at her 
place, we sat together in my study my books between 
us, by the time the delivery got to us, we were well 
in to our studies. 

We stopped to take a break when the doorbell rang; the 
delivery man handed me the bag with the food and me 
him the money. Jackie found plates and other things 
while I unpacked the bag, within minutes we were 
enjoying a decent meal that evening. When we were 
finished and placing the dishes in the sink, I picked 
up where we left off when the car recovery truck 
arrived to pick up her car. 

I had Jackie once more pinned against the sink; I took 
her glasses off laying them to the side as I kissed 
her neck leaving a couple nice hickies. I slid my 
hands along her sides then slid my left hand up under 
the sweater to feel her up, savoring the feel of her 
satin smooth skin and the small mounds of her breasts.

Jackie was sighing with the feel of my hands on her as 
I fondled and caressed her; I had an instant hard on 
in no time. She gripped the counter as she rubbed her 
butt against my raging hard on. She was sighing with 
pleasure as she rubbed herself against me. This was 
nearly a repeat performance of the first time. I 
turned Jackie around to face me. I pulled the sweater 
off her, tossed it aside. The look in her eyes was 
pure ecstasy. 

She said in a soft timid voice, begging me: "Be 
gentle, Scott – please."

Why this did not surprise me.
	
Jackie was breathing hard now as I kissed her. The 
girl moaned again as I began kissing her again up to 
her breasts then in a deft move I scooped her off her 
feet carrying her in to the bed room.
	
She looked up at me with a mixture of fear and wonder 
in her eyes as I laid her down. I knelt on the side of 
the bed to kiss her and caress her young sylvan body. 
Damn she felt good as I slid my hand to her small pert 
breast. Feeling her breast and the erect nipple poking 
at the satin and lace I kissed Jackie from her neck 
slowly down to the waist band of the jeans. She drew 
in a breath as I loosened the belt then unbuttoned the 
jeans.

I slipped my hand inside her jeans to her virgin 
pussy. I could feel the warmth and wetness from her 
love nest. I slowly moved my fingers up and down in 
slow motion stroking her virgin pussy and flicking her 
erect clit. She whimpered, breathing hard as he 
molested her virgin pussy; she moved her hips up and 
down in rhyme with my fingers. After a moment I pulled 
the jeans and panty down her legs, working them over 
her feet tossing them aside. 

Jackie knew the inevitable was about to happen to her 
as I pulled the jeans and panty off her. I shifted 
myself to continue kissing her all over. I kissed the 
tender young mounds that were her breasts and the 
swelled erect nipples fondling and caressing her pussy 
at the same time. 

I moved down to her pussy and the erect little nub of 
flesh that was her clit. I flicked it several times 
with my tongue bring a cry of pleasure from the girl. 
I continued to lick, and suck, kiss her clit until she 
cried out arching her hips thrusting her pussy into my 
face as I brought her to an orgasm. Her hips dropped 
back to the bed with a sigh. I unbuckled my pants 
sliding them down freeing my engorged aching cock. She 
was nice and wet with her cum juices. 

Taking my cock in hand I rubbed it up and down her wet 
pussy then with a slight move I touched her again but 
at her opening. I moved forward the head of my cock 
pushing past the opening penetrating her for the first 
time. I moved in just enough to let her get the feel 
of a man in her. I moved a little further into her; 
Jackie whimpered as I went in to her. I drew back 
enough not taking it out of her then thrust in hitting 
her virgin maidenhood. I pierced her maidenhood 
bringing a cry of pain from the girl that lasted only 
seconds then the pleasure and gasps of thrusting in 
and out of her. Within minutes of taking her virginity 
I felt the pressure of my building orgasm. I wasn't 
ready to let go, to fill Jackie's young pussy with my 
cum; with the groan of a bull in heat fucking the 
female of the herd, I released my load of cum in to 
her pussy. 

Jackie lay under me, looking up with tears in her eyes 
from the loss of her virginity and being fucked for 
the first time. "Scott, I'm yours now."


III

On Monday Jackie's eyes and body language let the 
other women in the class know without a doubt I was 
hers: Hands off girls, he's mine. 

After classes I took Jackie over to Jeff's service to 
pick up her car. She was in near tears as she looked 
at the bill, which wasn't half what I thought it could 
have been: $145.00 even.

I followed her back to her place. She parked, I 
stopped behind her to assure everything was okay. I 
got out walking over to her as she got out of her car. 
She stood on her toes to throw her arms about my neck 
to kiss me. 

"Don't go, Scott stay a while."

I know what she wanted and I would definitely oblige 
the girl her desire.

I parked the truck in an empty space not far from her 
apartment. We went up to the apartment together. I 
don't think she could wait until we got inside. I had 
awoken the woman needs in a young girl that weekend.

However, once inside and the door closed and locked I 
had my arms about her waist. That day at school for 
the first time in weeks she wore a light skirt and 
blouse. We kissed wildly as I felt up her lithe young 
body. Her breasts and hips pressed against me, she 
began moving her hips, her pussy rubbing against my 
engorged cock. That day during class it was all I 
could do to keep my eyes off her and off her legs; the 
skirt had ridden up her nice slender legs enough to 
give me some dark thoughts of what I wanted to do to 
her now. 

Jackie sighed as I slid my hands along her body, my 
right feeling her beautiful young breasts, the other I 
slid down to her waist and hips and then her upper 
thighs drawing the skirt up to her hips.
 
She said after a moment: "Can I tell you something, 
Scott?"

"Sure?"

She lay her head against my shoulder as she said 
softly: "I've had dreams, fantasies about a man doing 
this to me … taking me like this." She lifted her eyes 
to gaze in to mine. "You've been the first to do these 
things to me."

I said in a gentle tone: "I know you never had another 
guy besides me take an interest in you."

Jackie nodded her head: "I'd have a date maybe once or 
twice but nothing ever came of it."

I moved closer to her to kiss her face and neck laying 
her on her back again to kiss her chest and breasts. 
As I kissed her young body all over, I said: "Their 
loss, my gain."

	
IV

We continued studying together and seeing each other; 
which meant that we did not regret our love affair, 
there was no problem there. Came Christmas break we 
planned ahead for that event; we mutually decided to 
stay put and have Christmas at my apartment which 
meant buying all the trappings. 

Planning ahead for spring break, I decided Jackie 
needed a change, something we could do special. I 
found a resort listed on the internet which the 
college set ignored for the south; this was a bit more 
mature. They listed several rental condos which were 
appealing and with decent views, not to mention the 
price tag was appealing.
	
I rented one for the week. This would be a week of 
lust and love making. Jackie was willing and ready to 
do my bidding. 

On the drive up to the resort she wore a dark shaded 
tight fitting shirt and nice loose matching mini-skirt 
and cork soled wedge shoes. When I helped her up into 
the truck the skirt rode up her legs in a very 
tantalizing manner. 

During the drive air blowing through the truck with 
the windows down, the skirt had ridden further up her 
nice smooth legs. It was hell keeping my eyes on the 
road and not want to scope out her more. My mind was 
doing flip-flops imaging what she was going to be like 
in the next hour.

I stopped by the resort office to check us in, pick up 
the keys and get directions to the cabin, one of 
several located on the side of the hill. Now I am glad 
I did drive the truck, the road was not paved and 
needed some maintenance. 

We were not inside the cabin, suit cases set aside 
when I had my arms around her. Jackie turned in my 
arms as she began moving and rubbing herself against 
me. 

"Somebody has a problem," she cooed. 

I backed her toward the sofa, sat down with her on my 
lap; Jackie wrapped her arms around my neck kissing me 
and nuzzling my neck. Within minutes I had her sweater 
and boots off and had her laid back on the sofa 
opening her jeans. Jackie knew what was coming next 
seeing the bulge in my jeans. 

However, although we loved each other good things had 
to come to an end. A month later Jackie had to drop 
out of school due to a family problem. I know if our 
affair had gone any further we'd have been married 
that summer. Yes I miss her very much. 

END

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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 
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