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Vonnie and the Polar Bear

   By Romany

   (M/G,M/G cheating husband)

   "Who's that," Chad called as he approached the building having just
parked his car.

   The dark figure at the window turned and stood frozen; staring at Chad
coming out of the gloom into the pool of the security light at the end of
the motel building.  Chad quickened his pace.  The guy was at Vanessa's
bedroom window; the motel owner's nubile teenage daughter.  A California
Girl type with the long blond hair and body of a goddess; and wise ass
mouth to match.

   "Shut up you jerk," he heard the Vanessa's voice call from the window.
"Stay here...Adam...stay here," Chad heard her say, having lowered her
voice.

   Chad came up to the widow, seeing it was open.  He saw Vanessa leaning
out and the dark figure standing before it was a teenage boy about her age.
He looked about set to run for it; glancing nervously at Chad and back to
Vanessa telling him to stay put.

   "What are you playing at numb nuts?" she snarled at Chad as he came up
to the window.  "Do you want to wake my father?"

   "I had no idea who it was," Chad said feeling indignant the little bitch
was sassing him.  `He could be anyone trying to break in."

   "Well it's OK `cos I know who it is," she sneered.

   Chad looked at her wearing a baby doll night dress.  The cleavage of a
grown woman on the petite sixteen year old girl was obvious in the flimsy
garment.  She wasn't wearing anything underneath and he could make out her
nipples.  Vanessa caught his look and smiled to herself knowing he was
smitten with her body.  She had learned from an early age when her boobs
developed and her figure blossomed, that men liked to look at her.  And she
quickly learned how to control boys her own age who thought she was a
goddess.  She knew the darker thoughts grown men harbored; knowing they
wanted to bed her.

   "I'd better go Nessa," The boy said looking uneasily at Chad; seeing
Chad was half a head taller and looked like he could handle himself.

   Having seen Chad's hungry glance at her body Vanessa didn't argue.  She
hadn't finished with Chad and it would be better if Adam wasn't around.

   "OK babes...see you in class," she said sweetly, and she leaned out the
window and grabbed the kid and made a big show of giving him a good night
kiss.

   The boy finally came up for air and nervously slipped away without a
word.  Chad had slipped past the kid and headed for his unit; which was one
of the two rear entrance units Mack, Vanessa's father, kept for longer term
stays.

   "Were you going?" Vanessa called to Chad, disappointed he hadn't stayed
around.

   He stopped and turned to face her.

   "Bed...where do you think?" he answered.

   "I've got a bed in here," she said grinning at him and leaning out the
window with her forearms bracing her breasts against the window sill; so
they pushed her breasts up and he could see nearly all of the firm young
globes just shy of the nipples.

   "I bet you have," he said weakly, staring at her tits.

   He stepped back towards her thinking she wanted to talk, and as he got
close to the window, she stood up and pulled the window closed, pulling her
curtains closed with a flourish.

   "Fucking little cock tease," Chad muttered, annoyed he'd allowed her to
tease him like that.

   The curtains were suddenly pulled open and Vanessa stood and undulated
her hips from side to side and shimmied her boobs with her hands while she
poked her tongue at him.  Then she quickly pulled the curtains closed
again.

   "Fucking little asshole," Chad muttered as he went back to his motel.

   It was too late to ring his wife Laura.  He'd sent a text earlier saying
he'd worked late and that he'd go out for dinner straight from work.  He
had two weeks to complete the local council's annual audit.  His company
had insisted he stay the weekend between the two weeks rather than meet the
cost of flying him home to Seattle, and back again.  It was Friday night.
He'd had a nice meal and a few beers and now he was ready for bed.  But
Vanessa's smart ass act had pissed him off.  He couldn't help himself.  He
lay on the bed and jacked himself off thinking about the nubile cock tease
in the motelier's quarters three doors along, and what he'd like to do to
her.  He came hard in his hand and eventually drifted off to sleep; his
hand loosely holding his softening cock.

   ***

   "You should go to the beach," Nancy had said the next morning as she
prepared to leave his unit after bringing fresh towels and changing the bed
linen.  "It looks like a nice day.  The beach is really nice and should be
quiet now the kids are back at school."

   "Really?" he said surprised.  "I get a sense were inland," he added.

   "Oh no.  The coast is not far from here...eight ten miles as the crow
flies," she said.  "Nice sandy beaches.  In fact Vanessa and her friend
Vonnie were talking about going out for a swim," she answered.  "Of course
they don't swim." She laughed.  "They just lie about and try to get a tan.
Melanoma more like it," she said and grimaced thinking how Vanessa too
regularly exposed her body to the sun.

   So later that day Chad took Nancy's advice and found his way to the
coast.  She was right; the first beach he went to was beautiful.  It was in
a natural cove which was about half a mile long with a steep headland at
each end.  He drove down the south end and saw the small park and the
shops. There was a wooden pier that went out into the sea and he saw people
sitting holding fishing poles.  The beach was sparsely populated and he
decided he wouldn't feel quite so self conscious with his pale body.  He
parked his car and walked down the short path through low sand dunes onto
the sandy beach.  He trudged through the light sand and stopped at a
convenient place to lay his towel out, intending to lay back to soak up
some rays.  He applied lotion on his chest and arms and legs and lay on his
back with his Raybans over his eyes and quickly felt relaxed.

   He heard her rather than saw her.  Unmistakably Vanessa; too loud, to
attract attention as always.

   `Oh no' Chad thought to himself.  `It's that mouthy cock tease.'

   He sat half up and looked to his left and saw her walking towards him
with another girl.  Both girls were wearing beach frocks and carrying bags.
Vanessa was clowning about and it was the other girl that saw him staring
and must have said something and Vanessa stopped goofing around and looked
his way.

   "Oh no," Vanessa said loudly so he could hear.  "It's Num Nuts.  They
let anybody on these beaches nowadays," she added looking at him.

   "Right back at ya," he answered.

   "Who's talking to you?" she sneered.

   The girl with her was half a head taller and quite slim in comparison to
the voluptuous figure Vanessa had.  She had a narrow face with her jaw just
a little pointed.  Not a raging beauty but facially still quite attractive,
with shoulder length wavy brown hair.

   `The dog and the bitch,' Chad thought to himself.  `One to make the
other look that much more attractive.'

   Vanessa stomped up to him and stared down.

   "My loopy step-mother told you about this place didn't she?" she said
acerbically.

   Chad rolled back on his side and looked at them.  Vanessa's beach frock
was thin cotton and he could a make out the outline of her bikini
underneath.  If he had lowered his head a little he would have seen her
crotch.

   "It's a public beach," he said easily.  "Who is this?" he asked to
change the subject, looking at the other girl.

   "Mind your own business pervert," Vanessa came back and the other girl
glanced at her and her mouth dropped open in shock at Vanessa's manner
towards the guy on the towel.

   "I'm Vonnie," the girl said.  "Yvonne but everyone calls me Vonnie," she
said politely.

   "Hi Vonnie," Chad said.  "I'm Chad and I'm really sorry."

   "Sorry...why are you sorry?" Vanessa asked.

   "That Vonnie got stuck with you for a friend," Chad said and Vonnie
stifled a giggle with a hand.

   "Don't laugh at his smart-ass remarks, Yvonne," Vanessa said glaring at
her friend.

   Vonnie shifted uncomfortably.  Chad felt that Vonnie was the usual
put-down dummy and having her proper name used was a form of rebuke.  He
sensed the girl was already regretting showing him some civility.  He stood
and extended his hand to Vonnie.

   "Pleased to meet you Vonnie," he said and the girl smiled warmly as he
shook her hand.

   Vanessa glowered at the two of them.

   "Retards, she muttered and she moved back up the beach a few paces,
closer to the dunes covered with coarse grass.

   Vonnie did not follow immediately, but was slow in releasing Chad's
hand, and she gave Chad a warm smile; and instead of going to Vanessa, she
moved directly above him towards the low dunes that separated the beach
from the road.  Still facing his way she started to lay out a large towel
she brought out of the linen shoulder bag she carried.  Chad heard Vanessa
ask Vonnie what she was doing and the two girls had a brief exchange he
could not properly hear.  Vonnie ignored Vanessa and pulled the beach frock
off her body to reveal a skimpy burgundy colored bikini.  Chad did a quick
double take before having to look away lest Vonnie thought he was staring.
He had quickly taken in her body.  She was definitely a shade too thin but
the beach frock belied how good her figure was.  The breasts weren't large
like Vanessa's but still nicely prominent.  But it was the cut of her
bikini towards her crotch that hooked him.  It was like her sex was pumped
up larger than her tummy and her thighs.  He saw the smile on the girl's
lips and he grinned and lowered himself down onto his back on the towel,
facing the sea.  She had seen his reaction and her grin acknowledged she
didn't mind what he might be thinking.

   `Geez are all the teenage girls around here begging for it?' he though
crudely to himself.

   His wife Laura had a pretty good rack, before the two kids.  But these
two girls were hotties.

   Thinking of the teen girl preparing to sunbathe behind him, Chad sat up
and spread lotion on the backs of his legs.  He couldn't reach his back so
he pulled his tee shirt on so as not to burn his back.  He would have asked
the girls to apply sun lotion if he felt there was a more friendly rapport
with Vanessa; he did not want to antagonize Vanessa by imposing on Vonnie.
He rolled over on his stomach facing Vonnie and smiled as he realized he
was staring directly at her crotch as she now sat applying lotion, with her
legs slightly parted.  It occurred to him that Vonnie had chosen her
position on the beach deliberately, and she was clearly not unhappy for him
to look up at her body as she sat applying lotion to her arms and legs.  He
glanced at Vanessa who was about ten feet to Vonnie's left and clearly
sulking with Vonnie.  Satisfied she was adequately covered Vonnie pulled at
the leg holes of her bikini, smoothing the fit as girls do, and lay back
with her knees up and slightly parted.  Chad saw the swell of her sex as
she arranged the bikini bottom and he lay peering from behind his Raybans
at the firm lump that he could see between her legs.  He had a sense that
behind her oversize sunglasses with the pinkish lenses, Vonnie knew exactly
what he was staring at; Chad lying between her and the surf on his stomach
and ogling her snatch.

   He glanced back at Vanessa who was sitting with her arms draped over her
knees fiddling with a music player.  She ignored them and arranged the ear
buds and lay back flat on her beach towel with a pair of sunglasses over
her eyes.  Her breasts were still prominent even though she lay flat; and
he could see the gentle swell of her stomach as she sunbathed.  Chad saw
Vanessa casually turn her head his way, looking down at him, and he smiled
knowing she was watching him.  Her pride was preventing her from joining
Vonnie.  And so half an hour or more drifted by as Chad eyed Vonnie's
teenage snatch and Vanessa lay watching Chad.  God knows what she was
thinking.  Vonnie sat up to roll over, unhooking her bikini top strap. 
Chad lifted his head and Vonnie had smiled sweetly at him before turning
over on her stomach, holding the bikini top against her breasts as she lay
flat on her tummy.  She lifted her hips to get comfy and spread her legs on
the towel.  Chad had kept his head raised as she was facing away from him
and he stared at her crotch once more.  Vanessa had suddenly realized what
her plain-Jane friend was up to and she suddenly looked alarmed at the
clear unspoken interaction between the other man and teen.  Vonnie was
flashing Chad.  Vanessa thought Vonnie's body was a bit scrawny; but then
despite Chad being cute, he was married so maybe had lower standards and
was grateful for any flash he got.

   "Cunning slut," she muttered to herself.

   She felt left out of the tease Vonnie was playing and her natural need
to be the centre of attention got the better of her.  Vanessa stood up and
Chad swiveled his eyes and took in the blonde girl's smoking body wearing a
lime green bikini.  She had tied her hair at the back and she looked
gorgeous.  She picked up her large towel and bag, and walked over to
Vonnie, spreading the towel beside her friend.  Vonnie turned her head to
acknowledge Vanessa's arrival; Chad heard her speak but she continued
sunbathing without making an effort to engage Vanessa any further.  Vanessa
glanced at Chad who was feigning sleep but really looking straight at the
girls.  He grinned when he could just make out Vonnie asking Vanessa was
Chad still lying on his stomach looking up the beach at them.

   "Ye-s-s-s" he said quietly to himself.

   Chad watched Vanessa likewise unhook her bikini strap while she faced
him; she was trying to tell if he was awake or dozing.  She turned to lie
beside Vonnie, and as she went to lie on her stomach, Vanessa let the top
go just as she lowered her upper body to the towel.  Her breasts hung down
and Chad saw them briefly with the pink nipples clearly visible before she
flattened them with her body weight.  She was still partly up on her knees
and held herself for a moment while smoothing the towel under her.  He saw
the swell of her labia behind the green material, framed between her thighs
and buttocks and she slowly lowered herself down.  He grinned realizing
that even as a `num nuts" as she had called him, the girl was happy to
flash him.  In fact he reasoned she needed to be the center of attention
and Vonnie had upstaged her.

   All three lay for some time.  Chad ogling the outline of the teenage
sexes, with the two girls lying face down in front him.  It became apparent
to Chad after a short while, that the role of voyeur was not that
satisfying.  He had clearly seen in relief the swell of both girls' vulvas
in their small bikini bottoms.  But truthfully, if he was confronted with
women in bikinis on internet porn sites, he wouldn't bother to spend time
looking at them.  The fact that the girls live before him soon lost its
appeal, and as he became warmed by the sun beating on his back, Chad sat up
and took his tee shirt off again.  He applied some lotion to his front and
lay on his back on his towel once more.  The girls were unaware he had
moved.  As he lay with his eyes closed, he heard a male voice call "hey
there it's the Polar Bear."

   "Oh no," he heard Vanessa groan.  "It's that mouth Eric," and she made
some other comment Chad could not make out.

   He heard the two girls talking without making out what was said.  He
looked in the direction where the voice came from and saw a group of
teenagers; three boys and two girls.  Neither of the girls was as stunning
as Vanessa and Vonnie, as they wore baggy cargo shorts and polo shirts
which gave them a homely look.

   "Polar Bear, Polar bear," called the teen and the other two boys
sniggered audibly.

   "Shut up Eric," one of the girls said and the two girls quickened their
gait and stepped ahead of the boys.

   All five were below Chad, nearer the water's edge and obviously heading
further along the beach.

   "Shut up Eric, you pencil dick moron," Vanessa retorted, and Chad turned
to look at her.

   She was on her side glaring at the five teens.

   The boy Eric's two friends laughed uproariously at Vanessa's insult of
`pencil dick' and Eric looked pissed at their response to the girl's call.
Vanessa effectively stopped the exchange dead.  Chad turned back to look at
Vanessa again and she was preparing to lie back on her stomach; having
clutched her untied bikini top to her breasts when turning to berate the
boy.  He noted Vonnie's head turned back looking down at him and he felt a
surge of warmth at her interest.  Just as he was contemplating lying on his
stomach and ogling the girls crotches some more, his mobile phone rang.  It
was his wife Laura with a tale that their youngest daughter Susie had
dropped a stuffed toy down one of the toilets and it appeared stuck in the
bend of the toilet bowl outlet.  Did Chad have the name of the plumber they
used last time so she could call him and get the toilet unblocked?

   "I'm sorry honey but I can't recall his number," Chad said, stifling his
giggles at Susie's mishap.  "It's on my laptop and I'm out an about."

   Vanessa and Vonnie heard him talking and turned their heads to see who
was there.  Realizing he was on his mobile phone sitting up with his back
to them, they turned back and resumed sunning themselves.  Chad promised
Laura he would return to the motel immediately and call her as soon as he
had the number.  He reluctantly stood up and gathered up his towel and
prepared to leave.  Now he was elevated, he could see the shapes of the two
girl's bodies and he took his time folding his towel in preparation to
leave and ogled their near naked bodies, with only their bikini bottoms
actually attached.  He glanced at the five other teenagers and saw them at
the rocky outcrop below the bluff at the end of the beach; clearly heading
to another smaller cove beyond the bluff.  Chad slowly walked away from
Vanessa and Vonnie.  By the time he got to the steps leading off the beach,
he wasn't sure if they knew he had left as neither had stirred as he passed
abreast of them; both apparently sunbathing and oblivious to his departure.

   Back at the motel, Chad found the number of the plumbing firm on his
laptop and called Laura.  They talked briefly and she said she'd better get
onto the plumber as the two year old Susie now wanted her toy back and was
becoming irrational when Laura couldn't produce it.  With a giggle and
feeling of missing them all terribly, Chad hung up and let Laura get back
to her emergency; with a promise to call later.  He left the motel and went
and bought two six packs of beer.  Sitting with the door open to his room,
he had a quiet beer and thought about Vanessa and Vonnie's smoking bodies;
different yet both gorgeous in their own way.  He thought about the
plain-Jane Vonnie.  She seemed a genuinely nice kid and obviously loyal to
the more attractive Vanessa.  He considered the exchange between Vanessa
and the boy, and the way the other two girls wanted to distance themselves
from any friction.  Clearly Vanessa was not someone to piss off in their
eyes.  And what the hell did polar bear mean?

   Laura called about five thirty with news the toilet blockage was cleared
and Susie's much loved Mr.  Snuffles, the knitted elephant, had been
retrieved; soggy but still intact.  Chad was feeling mellow having drunk
three beers.  He and Laura laughed and chuckled about Susie's dramas and he
asked after their older daughter Jennifer; and finally he told Laura her he
loved them all and wished his wife an early goodnight and they hung up.  He
took a shower and washed away the remnants of the suntan lotion he'd
smeared on his front.  Thinking about Vanessa and Vonnie, and feeling
melancholy he wasn't home with Laura, he masturbated; using the
recollection of Vanessa and Vonnie's firm plump teen sexes as a stimulus to
cum hard in the shower.  His knees buckling slightly as he gasped out his
ejaculation.  Watching the globules of semen slowly slither down the drain.
He dressed and sat in the lone easy chair and watched the news on TV.  He
contemplated an early dinner but decided against it and lay on his bed and
fell asleep.  When he woke it was getting dark, and near nine o'clock.  He
went out to the same restaurant he'd eaten at every night since being here.
It was easily the best available in this small town and quite cheap as
well.

   After dinner he was walking back towards his rented car and he saw a
young woman leaning against the wall of the building he had parked
opposite. She had her head turned towards him and watching him approach. 
As he neared her he was surprised to recognize Vonnie.  And it seemed she
was waiting for him as she stepped away from the wall and stood with her
arms loosely folded as he came up to her.

   "Vonnie," he said genuinely surprised to see her.  "Have you been
waiting for me?"

   "Yeah...sort of," she said nervously looking around.

   "To what do I owe the pleasure?" he asked smiling at her.

   "Um...I was wondering if you could get me some beer," she said looking
around furtively as if someone might hear.

   "Ah...well...I'm not sure about that," he said, his smile fading.

   "Please Chad...I can call you Chad can't I?  Um...me and a couple of
buddies were just going to the forest park and hang out.  We only wanted a
six pack...nothing heavy," she said pleading with him.

   He looked at her.  She looked very attractive in a pair of tight blue
jeans with a faded red short sleeve shirt tied at the waist revealing her
sexy navel with a small stud visible.  He detected a hint of makeup in the
gloomy light from the closest street lamp and she looked a little older.

   "Saturday night at Inspiration Point," he said chuckling.

   He was lampooning an old fifties cliché of hanging out at the lake; ah
la Happy Days and American Graffiti.  She stared blankly at him, not
picking up on what he meant.

   "It's not like we can get off our face with a six pack," she said
continuing her plea.

   "Look, I'm no party pooper but I'm not sure I should be buying you
alcohol.  What would your mother say?" he asked.

   Vonnie's face changed from hopeful expectation to dejection.

   "My mother won't know because I won't tell her," she snapped.  "Forget
it," she added, and began to walk off.

   "Wait...wait Vonnie, please wait," he said quickly not wanting her to
go. "I have a counter offer."

   She paused and turned to look at him.

   "I'm definitely not happy buying booze for minors...particularly if you
say it's including your buddies who I don't know," he began.  "But if you
want a beer...just a beer or two...how about you come to my motel and have
a beer there...with me" he said as a compromise.

   It was a bit much expecting her to forgo spending time with her friends
to be chaperoned having a couple of beers but Chad was genuinely hesitant
about buying her beer.  What if she drunk most of it and had an accident?
But she surprised him by considering it.

   "I guess...she began.  "But I don't think Jodie or Karen would be
interested," she said.

   "No Vanessa?" he asked noting her name was absent.

   "No...she's out with Adam," Vonnie said still clearly pondering Chad's
suggestion.

   "Well...that's the best I can do," he said.

   "There will be just us?" she said.  "I`m sure the other two will think
its square," she added.

   Chad blushed and felt a little put down at her comment.  She saw his
face and regretted she had said what she said.

   "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude," she said.

   "No problem," he laughed.  "But if you can put up with square company,
you can have a couple of beers with me."

   "Deal," she grinned and put her hand out and he grinned and shook it.

   ****

   "So Vanessa's on a date?" he said as he went to his fridge to get the
beer.

   "Yep...stringing poor Adam along...the poor schmuck," she said with a
chuckle.

   He turned with two bottles of beer and stopped; surprised she had slid
onto the bed and had propped a pillow behind her, sitting back smiling at
him.

   "She looks high maintenance," he said recovering from his surprise at
how relaxed she was getting on his bed.

   He handed her the beer and paused to touch bottles with her and he sat
back in the easy chair.  They chatted and he was surprised at how easy she
was to talk to.  He had initially felt a little awkward when she had parked
her car at the rear of the motel and arrived at his door not long after he
had.  She said Vanessa was her oldest friend and they had stuck beside each
other through life's traumas.  She told him how Vanessa's birth mother had
left her father Mac when Vanessa was eleven.  How Nancy had come along and
she and Mac had been married for five years now.  Vanessa and Nancy
frequently sparred.  Vanessa resented the woman replacing her mother in
Mac's life, and Mac expected Vanessa to see Nancy as her mother.  It caused
friction with an uneasy truce the norm.  Then Vonnie told him about her
father dying of cancer three years earlier.  He was genuinely sorry for the
girl seeing her sad face when she talked about it; visibly holding back the
tears as she related the tragedy.

   "It sounds like you buddies have had to be there for each other," he
said gently.  "No brother's or sisters?"

   "No.  We're both only children.  I guess that bonds us as well," she
said finishing her beer.

   "And your mom...has she found anyone?" he asked

   "Uh uh...she's still kind of grieving for dad," she said and wiped her
eyes gently; pretending they were tired and she wasn't close to tears.

   Chad got up and got two more beers.  He had been draped over the
armchair in various positions as it wasn't very comfortable for sitting in
for too long.  He wandered back and as he leaned to give her the beer, she
moved across the centre of the bed and glanced up at him as if
acknowledging he could hop up beside her.  He paused briefly, contemplating
if this was a good move, then slid up beside her, and she adjusted herself
to give him more room.  He handed her the beer and they touched bottles and
each took a swig.

   "Why did that kid call Vanessa Polar Bear?" he asked wiping his mouth
from the drink.

   Vonnie began to laugh and had some difficulty controlling her laughter.
Chad liked the girl's infectious laughter and a nice feeling flowed through
him.  Her laughter hit him in the pit of the gut and made him feel warm all
over.

   "You heard Eric?" she said finally getting her giggling under control.
"Eric's a dick...but it's kind of a sad story," she added still trying to
stop chuckling.

   "How so?" he asked, bemused why a sad story made her laugh.

   "She's frigid," Vonnie said in a mock whisper, as if Vanessa might
somehow hear her.

   "Frigid?" he exclaimed.  "Vanessa...surely not?"

   "Well that's the word around the boys at school anyway," she giggled. 
"All a bit stupid really.  Boy's are such childish pricks," she added.

   "How on earth...?" Chad began.

   Vonnie related how Vanessa had had two serious boyfriends, from about
when she was fifteen.  Each boy with Vanessa represented the perfect
couple. But supposedly each boy had tried to get Vanessa to put out and
apparently she had frozen.  The boys were indiscreet, as teenage boys often
are.  Before Vanessa knew it, the word was around school, that the hottest
chick in school was an ice queen; too chicken to put out even to second
base, let alone third base.  Not even a lousy hand job.  And so the ice
queen became the polar bear as it was deemed a more derogatory nickname. 
Vanessa was not the most popular girl in school.  The other girls envied
her smoking body and good looks and the boys who couldn't date her thought
she was too full of herself.  And the boy's who did date her never got
anywhere with her.  So seemingly everyone had some sort of beef about her
and the name stuck.

   "It's kind of recent," Vonnie said.  "That's why Eric was still teasing
her at the beach today.  John and Rick...her two ex-boyfriends, apparently
swapped notes on some overnight football team gig and that's how it began.
And the girl's just chimed in to be cruel at her expense."

   "It just doesn't fit," Chad laughed.  "I would have put money on her not
being a virgin," he said and then did a double take he had blurted that
out.

   "Not even copped a feel, she was so chicken, by the sounds of it,"
Vonnie giggled seeming not bothered by Chad's comment on Vanessa's virgin
status.

   Chad looked at her and grinned at her comment about Vanessa not having
`copped a feel.'

   "What about Vonnie?" he said quietly, and then went scarlet with
embarrassment he had been so bold.

   "What about Vonnie, what?" she said quietly and looked at him.

   Chad looked at her.  Vonnie seemed very attractive, sitting with her
thigh touching his; and she seemed very much available.  As man and teen
stared at each other they almost simultaneously slowly leaned towards each
other.  The kiss was inevitable.  Vonnie closed her eyes and sat while Chad
slowly kissed her; nervously darting their tongues against each others. 
Eventually they broke and he looked at her, bringing a hand to her face and
touching it gently.

   "You are equally as beautiful as Vanessa," he said quietly; and meant
it.

   "No I'm not," she said almost in a whisper.  "But thank you anyway."

   They kissed again and this time Vonnie moved to turn more against him
and before Chad knew it, she was straddling his thighs and had her arms
around his neck; the beer bottle still in her hand.  He felt the heat of
her crotch against his and wrapped his arms around the small of her back
and lifted his hips gently against hers.  She gave a small moan and pushed
down.  He broke the kiss, conscious they were holding open bottles of beer.
He took her beer from her and placed both bottles on the nightstand.  He
then fumbled for her shirt knotted at the waist.  She didn't miss a beat
and reached for his belt buckle.  It seemed in slow motion but took less
than a minute before she was stripped to her panties and was lying on the
far side of the bed waiting for him to shuck his jeans.  He went the whole
way and stood to remove his pants, with his cock already erect and jutting
obscenely from his pubic bush.  Vonnie fixed her eyes on it and in a show
of equality, slid her panties off.  He reached for her and lay across the
bed, gathering her in her arms and kissing her; her hand going for the cock
against her thigh.  His hands felt her gorgeous small but firm breasts and
one hand strayed between her legs.  She had trimmed her pubic bush to a
miniscule vee like an arrowhead.  He fingered her and played with her
breasts and nipples; the little nubbins now being hard against his palm. 
When they kissed she kissed him hungrily and as his hand worked at her
crotch more urgently, she opened her legs and groaned as he slid three
fingers into her sex.  She was moist and breathing heavily as he continued
the foreplay; Vonnie clinging to his cock and stroking it awkwardly as her
hand was cramped by their bodies.  He moved to get over her and she pulled
back.

   "In my bag...condoms," she gasped as she broke the kiss.

   "No need," he panted.  "I've had a vasectomy.  But maybe a little more
foreplay," he added and he moved his face between her legs.

   "Oh fu-u-u-u-u-ck," she sighed," and she maneuvered herself into the
middle of the bed, and spread her legs and drew her knees up.

   Chad repositioned himself and went at her luscious sex with his mouth
and tongue; three fingers sliding inside her vagina.  He worked her solidly
and she became quite vocal and responsive as he sucked her labia and
pinched her clitoris with his teeth; fingering her deeply as he went.  For
a sixteen year old girl, she was highly aroused and it briefly flashed
through his mind she was no virgin and she was sexually experienced.  This
thought was reinforced when after about ten minutes of urgent work on her
sex and clitoris, Vonnie began to cum.  She seemed to be trying to stifle
the noise she was making and he was intrigued to hear her hissing through
clenched teeth.  She quivered and shook and seemed to rotate her hips and
she pushed her groin hard against his face; firmly holding his head in
place with her hands.  Finally she gave up trying to suppress her noise and
she finished cumming hard with a series of loud moans of release.  Chad
slid back and positioned himself between her knees and he moved forward and
presented the bullet head of his cock against her vulva.  He went into her
with a groan and a sigh of delight as he sheathed his cock balls deep after
three or four firm pushes.  She hooked her arms behind her knees and lay
looking up at him with a tired smile of contentment, as he began to fuck
her slowly.  After a few minutes Vonnie released her legs and wrapped her
arms around his shoulders, while pressing her knees against his side and
her heels in the small of his back.  She lay with a dreamy look on her face
watching his expression as he was clearly enjoying fucking her.  As he
neared his climax, her face took on an expression of awe as she watched him
slowly rise to the point he came hard; gasping and groaning with his face
contorted from exertion and enjoyment as he spewed inside the teenage girl.
Vonnie clinging to him and pulling him down over her as he slowly finished
inside of her.

   ***

   He lay feeling pleased with himself as she disappeared to the tiny
bathroom.  He heard the toilet flush and she padded back to the bed and lay
beside him.

   "You certainly weren't a polar bear," he said with a chuckle and kissed
her tenderly.

   "Thank you...I guess," she said with a chuckle and moved in closer to
him.  "Ugh...is that the famous wet spot?" she asked and she lifted herself
and looked at the wet patch on the bed.

   "I thought you knew about things like that," he began with a chuckle. 
"Oh...but then you use condoms," he said remembering her plea for him to
get one.

   "Wrong on both counts," she said and snuggled in to him.

   "Wrong?" he asked quizzically; looking a little confused.

   "I know nothing of wet spots from past experience, and I've never used a
condom," she said innocently and cuddled him.

   He pulled back and studied her face; framed by her shoulder length wavy
brown hair that was a little tousled now.

   "I don't understand," he said staring at her.

   She smiled at him and gave a little sigh.

   "I was a virgin," she said simply.  "You got my cherry tonight...first
time for me."

   He opened his eyes in surprise.

   "But...I thought...you were no polar bear...I thought..." he stammered
and stared at her.

   Chad felt flushed with pride she had said she was a virgin so he had
been her first; but somewhat suspicious he actually wasn't.  She was too
darn accomplished in his mind.  He couldn't believe she was so sexual as to
cum the first time she ever had sex.

   "You thought I was experienced?" she said with an enigmatic smile.  "And
so I was...for much of it."

   He stared at her silently; unwilling to make any more statements of
assumption.  She grinned at him and hooked her hand around his neck and
pulled him down and kissed him tenderly.

   "I'm gay," she said simply.  "I like women...and I mean women not girls
my own age," she said her eyes holding his stare.

   Chad's mouth dropped open and he stared at her in shock.  She giggled
and tapped his chin.

   "You'll catch flies in your mouth," she said using one of her mother's
frequent sayings when people stood with their mouths open.

   "I'm sorry Vonnie, he said somewhat stunned by her revelation.  "I just
thought...I never thought...not that," he stammered.

   "It's true," she said softly.  "I've known ever since I was very
young...maybe ten or eleven...when I first really began to wonder about
sex...and puberty and growing up and all that," she said relationships with
strong lesbian emotions.  Both of my lovers trapped in marriages...and you
don't come out in a place like this," she said her face now looking a
little sad.

   "Holy moly," Chad whispered.  "So truthfully, you were
experienced...when I went down on you...that wasn't the first time...but I
did take your virginity," he said.

   "That's right," she said quietly.  "You were great...orally," she added.
"As good as I've had, if not a little different...the urgent
fingers...quite a male thing I suspect."

   "How old were you when you first...?" he asked.

   "Thirteen with the first...then about a years gap, and then the second,"
she said.  "When the first one left...I already knew what I was...what I
wanted...went searching," she said.

   "And are you with this latest woman now?" he asked carefully, not
wanting to pry.

   "No," she said sadly.  "She and her husband and children moved away; to
Raleigh."

   He nodded and pondered the confession she was making.  He couldn't
understand why she would come out to a complete stranger.  Maybe it was
because of giving her heterosexual virginity to him.

   "I knew it would be you," she said almost reading his mind.  "Since this
afternoon...when I met you, and what Vanessa had said."

   "What Vanessa said?" he asked looking baffled.

   "She has the hots for you," she smiled.  "My Polar Bear is so confused
because she thinks she can't have you because you're married and so she's
frustrated.  So she's being a bitch...self defense mechanism.  Not having
what she wants is not that normal for her," Vonnie added.  "So she's taking
it out on you."

   She seemed so much wiser than her sixteen years.  He stared at her
stunned by what she just said about Vanessa.

   "You can have her to...if you want," she said quietly, smiling at him.
"I'm just so glad I got there first," she added and hugged him.

   They kissed and he lay back and she snuggled in.  he was speechless;
still trying to comprehend the information she had dumped on him.

   "I wanted it...for it to be you," she said quietly.

   "I would never have guessed," he said.  "Now I understand your
reaction...enjoyment...the oral sex," he said finally.  "But you were so
accomplished with the sex...the intercourse," he added.

   "Women can be more like men than men can be like women," she said with a
chuckle

   He caught on to what she was meaning.

   "Toys...women have toys...pretend cocks," she said tapping his semi hard
cock lying against his thigh.  "You're not the first I've laid back for,"
she grinned at him.

   "What you mean strapons...that sort of things?" he asked a little
excited by her story.

   "One had a strapon...the second one.  But even lying back for a women to
use her hand...it's much the same as receiving a man...so I've just found
out," she chuckled and squeezed him.

   "And no blood...with losing your virginity," he mused putting her
previous experience in context of his fucking her.

   "I broke my hymen years ago...barely twelve," she smiled.  "The handle
of a favorite hairbrush," and added with a wicked grin; "a beautiful shape
and just the right size."

   "So how do you know you're a lesbian?" he asked.  "You've just had
heterosexual sex...and I know you enjoyed it," he added.  "If you've never
tried it until now, what makes you think you couldn't switch sides...switch
hit," he said using the baseball analogy.

   She laughed.

   "I like the bits about women that you like," she laughed.  "And what you
do...did to me...women can do to me to," she smiled at him.  "In gay men's
language, I like to be the top with women.  Not just a bottom...a giver as
well as receive."

   "Son of a gun," he said still a little incredulous.

   "There's one thing women can't do...not really anyway," she said with an
impish grin.  "And I haven't done it yet...not properly," and with an
enigmatic smile, she rose up and bent over him; taking his cock in her hand
and slowly jacking it so it became hard.

   "Tell me if I get it wrong," she said smiling and glanced back at him
watching her; and then she took him in her mouth.

   "No teeth," he grimaced jokingly and tapped her head lightly as a gentle
warning; and then groaned as she slowly twirled her tongue around his cock
head in her mouth.

   "And use some hand...stroking...jacking..." he sighed.  "Most women
don't realize the handwork is a major part of a good blow job," he sighed
and chuckled at the seeming absurdity of the evening so far.

   Fact is truly so much stranger than fiction.

   ***

   "Vonnie, can I ask you something?" he said as he walked her to her car
just after midnight.

   She looked at him inquiringly.

   "You said before...Vanessa...you called her `My Polar Bear'...you and
her...you aren't...?" he said not finishing the question.

   "God know," she laughed.  "She would be too, too high maintenance to be
in a sexual relationship with," she laughed.

   "Does she know...about you?" he asked.

   "No...that's the one thing I can't tell her," she said her tone becoming
serious.  "She couldn't handle it.  She's a homophobe; always making
derogatory jokes.  Boys who annoy her are faggots...girls are
dykes...delivered with pure vitriol.  I'm sure she doesn't believe it of
the people she's abusing but the thought behind the insults smacks of
prejudice.  I couldn't bear to think what effect it would have on her if I
came out to her."

   "Yet you came out to me...a complete stranger," he said looking at her.

   "I gave you my virginity...I mean I wanted it...wanted it to be you.  I
wanted to have sex with a man...and you were perfect," she said casually.

   "Me...why me...how so?" he asked.

   "Well, you're cute, married and leaving Friday never to return.  That
seemed perfect," she said

   "Married...equals experience you mean?" he asked feeling a flush of
guilt run through him as she mentioned he was married.

   "Right," she said coming to her car.

   She turned and he embraced her and they kissed long and passionately.

   "It was fantastic...so beautiful," she said softly.  "I chose well."

   "I'm glad you did," he said holding her tightly.

   "Are you OK?" she asked staring at him.

   "How so?" he asked quizzically.

   "Your wife?" she said simply.

   "I haven't let that bit sink in yet," he said sheepishly.  "There was
too much happening.  I guess it will hit me sooner or later...maybe sooner;
it was a first for me to...that way," he said.

   "Then I have so much to be thankful for," she said softly.  "Thank you
Chad," she said quietly, and kissed him.

   "See you again before I go?" he said hopefully as she opened her car
door to get in.

   "I'm not sure," she said as she got in and buckled her seat belt.

   "I'd like it if I could," he said leaning down to face her.

   "I be you would," she said with a grin.  "But your wife," she said her
face long and more serious.  "It's one thing to slip once...but to go
back..." she said as a subtle warning to him.

   "That's for me to sort out," he said.

   "We'll see," she said and started her little car.

   "You should try Vanessa," she called over her shoulder with a smirk. 
"You might be surprised," and with that she drove off into the night.

   Chad stood and watched her red tails lights disappear and then vanish as
she turned out of the street.  He turned to walk back to his motel but then
stopped and did an about face and walked in the other direction to go
around the block.  That way he'd walk past the rear of the owner's
accommodation section for the motel and so go past Vanessa's ground floor
window again.

   He approached the motel out of the gloom of the small car park to the
rear.  He looked at Vanessa's darkened window and smiled.  There was a
figure standing at it.

   "Adam," he said quietly.  "The boy is persistent if nothing else."

   He looked at his watch and it was nearly twelve forty-five.  As he
approached he made no effort to be quiet and Adam had detected his approach
while he was still a good ten yards off.  Chad heard Adam and Vanessa
talking in urgent short sentences.  Before he got to where he would turn to
go along the back of the motel to his room, Adam stalked off and
disappeared around the end of the building.  He saw Vanessa standing in the
window glaring at him in the half light from the lone security lamp at the
rear of the complex.

   "You have a habit of creeping around at night," she hissed.

   "Just out for an evening stroll," he grinned.

   "It's hardly evening," she snapped back.

   She was dressed.  He wondered if Adam had just sneaked her home and she
climbed in the window.

   "No baby doll nightdress tonight," Chad said with a grin and looked at
her firm breasts pushing at her tight tank top.

   "Pig," she muttered but he could tell there was a difference in her
attitude.

   No rush to close the window and pull the curtain.  In fact she reached
back and dragged her hair into a pony tail with her hands and tied the hair
in a half knot.  The action had the effect of pushing her breasts out as
she reached back.

   "Feel like a nightcap," he said grinning at her.

   "What!" she exclaimed.

   "Oh...I'm dry...I'm going to have a beer...thought you might like to
join me," he chuckled.

   "Not likely," she said derisively, but he could tell she wasn't as
shocked by his offer as she was trying to make out.

   "Suit yourself," he said with a grin and slowly wandered off to his
motel room leaving her standing in the window.

   ***

   Once inside his motel room, Chad tidied the bed a little.  He took the
two half drunk bottles of beer he and Vonnie had abandoned when the sex
started, and poured the stale contents down the toilet.  He placed the
bottles on the tiny kitchen bench and went back to turn the bed down.  He
sat on the edge and thought of Vonnie.  She was way more mature than
sixteen.  He wondered how she was so certain she was gay.  She had
confessed to two lesbian relationships; but she was still very young.  As
for preferring women, she had no frame of reference to know she was more
inclined to women than men.  Chad didn't really understand the fact she
said she knew she liked women even before she had reached puberty.  How
could kids that young know?  Perhaps i9t was because she was vulnerable
when her father dies.  Her first relationship was about the same time. 
Maybe the woman took advantage of her.  He went to the fridge and took out
two beers and opened them both and left one on the night stand on the far
side of the bed.  He thought of Vonnie once more.  She had gone down on him
to have the experience of sucking a cock.  More real than sucking a dildo
or strapon; which was only a token to real cock sucking.  He had cum hard
and she had giggled in quiet hysteria watching him spurt as she directed it
away from her face and hair; deftly avoiding getting her face sprayed and
mouth full.  After she had indulged herself orally with him, he went down
on her a second time and got her off nicely; Vonnie clinging to him and
urgently encouraging him to make her cum hard.  It was after that she had
said she needed to leave.

   There was a light tapping at his door.  He grinned to himself and got up
and walked to the door and opened it.  It was Vanessa, standing in the baby
doll might dress she had on the first time he'd surprised her and Adam at
her window.  She stood looking sheepishly at him.

   "I felt like that beer," she mumbled nervously, clearly in two minds as
to whether she should be here.

   "Yours is on the nightstand," he said grinning at her; pointing to the
opened bottle he'd place there.

   Her eyes widened and she glanced nervously at him.

   "How'd you know I would come," she mumbled.

   "I thought you looked like you needed a drink," he grinned.

   She moved past him as he closed the door.  He could see the curve of her
butt below the hem of the skimpy nightdress; her underpants obvious as she
walked.  She took the bottle and turned and took a swig.

   "That's s-o-o-o-o good," she said with a nervous smile.

   She looked around the room.  These rooms were so familiar to her having
lived here for nearly twelve years now from when her mother and father had
first bought them.  She hopped on the bed and he glanced at the thick swell
of her crotch as she slid her butt across, one leg still on the floor so
her legs were splayed.  She realized she was flashing him and tried to drag
the foot off the floor but it was an effort as she was in an awkward
sitting position, still holding the bottle of beer, and he laughed to
himself as she struggled to make herself modest.

   "I'm pleased you dressed to be more comfortable," he said and moved
around to the other side of the bed and hoisted himself up beside her.

   Vanessa looked between Chad and the empty armchair, implying he should
perhaps be sitting in it.  He smiled and ignored her insinuation and took a
swig of beer and leaned back beside her.

   "Been out with Adam?" he asked.

   "What about it?" she said trying to sound indifferent.

   "Was he just out of the window or just about to get in?" he said with a
grin.

   "Neither, he was just dropping me off," she answered.

   They sat silent for a minute or so.  Chad looked down and saw her
nipples obvious behind the thin nightdress.  The bottom of the nightdress
covered her crotch so she was sitting quite demurely now.  Her legs were
lightly tanned and had nice shape to them.  She wore a pair of open leather
sandals.

   "They call you polar bear," he said.

   She glanced quickly at him and he could see she was annoyed.

   "Sorry...shouldn't have said that," he said trying to look apologetic.

   In reality he was enjoying himself baiting her.

   "No doubt people who say that are misrepresenting you...you're
misunderstood," he continued looking down at her.

   She glanced up and he saw her face was pained.

   "Whatever," she mumbled and sipped her beer.

   "Am I right?" he asked looking down at her.

   "What?" she said sounding irritated.

   "You're misunderstood...you're not a polar bear," he said trying to
sound kindly.

   "Maybe," she said trying to seem indifferent to his question.

   He recalled Vonnie's comment that Vanessa had thought he was hot; that
she actually really liked him, but was a bitch to him as a defense
mechanism believing she couldn't have him.  He decided to trust Vonnie's
information.

   "Vanessa," he said quietly.

   "What," she said glancing at him.

   "I'm going to kiss you now," he said and took the bottle of beer from
her hand.

   She looked at him stunned by his remark and before she could compute
what to say or do, he had placed both beer bottles on his nightstand and
had turned back to her and held her shoulders.  She sat impassive, frozen
with apprehension as he brought his face close and began to kiss her.  He
started gently and eventually she began to relax a little; bringing her
hands to his shoulders.  As the kiss continued, she became more interactive
and soon she was kissing him back.  No doubt the girl had made out many
times before as she was a good kisser.  Chad slowly eased her down so he
was leaning over her as she now lay with her head on the pillow; the top of
her head just touching the head board.  Her nightdress had ridden up as she
slid down flatter on the bed, and when he broke the kiss briefly, he
glanced at her body and saw the relief of her sex against the underpants of
her nightwear.  The thin material was being pulled tight up in her crotch
as she slid her butt down the bed and he saw the indelible crease of her
slit.

   Vanessa was overwhelmed by the kiss; her secret feelings for their motel
guest now flooding through her as he kissed her.  As he slowly moved a hand
to her breast, she gave a little moan and placed a hand over Chad's, as it
tweaked and twisted a nipple as they kissed.  He was carefully not to break
her feeling of relaxation by trying anything too quickly so he contented
himself feeling her magnificent breasts through the thin nightdress;
eventually slipping the hand under the garment and then continuing on her
naked breasts and taut nipples.  Vanessa moaned and clung to him.  Chad's
cock was rock hard in his jeans.  He had cum twice with Vonnie and that all
seemed long ago.  Eventually he allowed the hand to stray down her bare
midriff and slowly into the top of her underpants.  Vanessa moaned and
broke the kiss and opened her eyes.

   "I don't want to get pregnant," she said, a worried look on her face.

   "I can't make you pregnant," he said, surprised she had already
projected his sly hand movements ahead to intercourse.

   She looked at him quizzically.

   "Vasectomy," he said and a look of relief came over her face.

   She stroked his hair and pulled his face back to hers and recommenced
kissing.  Seemingly unperturbed he was going to fondle her sex.  As his
hand slid lower, she adjusted her butt without breaking the kiss, and moved
her outer leg to give him better access.

   `Surely she's not a virgin,' Chad thought.  `This isn't the action of
somebody who's inexperienced at sex.  She's certainly not frigid; no polar
bear here.'

   She was a virgin but no polar bear; certainly not frigid.  He fucked her
and took her virginity judging by the slight yelp of discomfort as he went
into her, and the tell tale smears of hymeneal blood on his cock and her
labia when he had pulled out.  He got her panties and top off with her
help; Vanessa waiting nervously while Chad shucked his clothes.  She
delayed the inevitable by briefly bending to fondle his cock and suck him.
She would admit that it wasn't the first time she had sucked cock.  She
would confess to him afterwards that she had been giving Adam hand jobs and
blow jobs for a few weeks.  A response to the bad mouthing she had got
about being frigid.  Adam was a lot cooler than the other guys and after
she first did him he was smart enough not to brag to anyone.

   Chad was beside himself with arousal.  After he had stripped her he
reveled in her naked body; it was magnificent.  Any grown woman would kill
for a figure like this teen's.  She was a novice when it came time to mount
her; Vanessa lying passive and looking up apprehensively at him.

   "What do I do," she whispered.

   "Just let it come natural," he answered and pushed his cock against her
vulva.

   She lay looking expectantly at him clamping her bottom lip in her teeth;
her knees up and spread as he slowly went into her.  She pushed her head
back and held her breath as he went deeper, and then the yelp as he
ruptured her hymen.  Once she realized he was right inside, a broad smile
came to her face and she opened her eyes and hugged him around the
shoulders.

   "I did it," she whispered realizing he had taken her cherry.

   "Just starting sweetie," he sighed and began to fuck her gently.

   He fucked her carefully for a good fifteen minutes.  Slowing at
intervals and asking her if she was alright.  She nodded and hugged him and
he would slowly start again.  It was totally incongruous to him that he
should take the virginity of two best friends in one night.  He'd never had
sex with a virgin in his life before.  He and his wife Laura both had
sexual history before they met.  When he came with controlled spurts, and
gasped and groaned in enjoyment, her face lit up and she hugged him. 
Pleased he was obviously enjoying it so much.  When he pulled out and saw
the traces of blood, he was careful not to get it on the bed sheets.

   "Lift your hips," he said quietly and she obliged.  "There's a little
blood."

   "I'd better clean up," she said and slipped off the bed.

   It was silent for some time and he wondered what she was doing.  Then he
heard her hissing pee, and shortly after it stopped and then the toilet
flushing.

   "I think I'd better go," she said looking at him as she walked back in
the room.  She stopped at the side of the bed and bent and picked her night
attire up from the floor; slipping the baby doll nightdress over her
shoulders and then slipping the underpants on.

   "Has the bleeding stopped?" he asked, concerned she might still be
spotting.

   "I'm fine," she said, fluffing her hair behind her.

   He looked at her body.  Her hair had settled down and it was hanging
over her shoulders.  The quintessential California Girl look here in South
Carolina.  She caught his stare and blushed.

   "I'd better go," she repeated.

   "Can't you stay awhile longer?" he asked sitting up.

   "No...you'd only want to do it again" she grinned.  "I think I need a
night or two to recover," she added.

   He knew she as right.  She had none of the sophistication about her
sexuality that Vonnie had, yet in her own way she knew she had to take in
what had happened.

   "Are you OK Vanessa?" he asked holding her arms lightly.

   "Yep...fine," she said.  "Just a little tender inside," and she placed a
hand on her lower abdomen.

   "It's probably wise you should go back to your room," he agreed.  "Make
sure you don't spot on your bed."

   "I have tampons, pads," she said blushing at mentioning her intimate
toiletries.

   ***

   He lay for some time after she had kissed him and left him thinking
about the two teenage friends and how different they were when he took
their virginity.  Vanessa was what he expected it might be like; and her
willingness to open her legs was at odds to the attitude she'd shown him
until this night.  He would never have believed it possible had Vonnie not
tipped him off that Vanessa thought a lot more of Chad than she let on. 
And she had convinced herself she could never get anywhere with him.  Chad
knowing how she felt and taking the initiative made the seduction of
Vanessa that much easier.  And then there was Vonnie; clearly experienced
at sex such she could express her sexuality and sought what she wanted; yet
eager to learn a new dimension to sexual relationships.  Her hymen had long
been broken, yet he was her first live cock.  Had both girls decided he was
to be their first?  He knew Vonnie had; she having openly admitted it.  Did
Vanessa harboring such an interest in Chad mean that his seduction was a
guaranteed success?  Had she decided he would be her first as Vonnie had?
It was all a moot point now; he had had them both in the same night.  A
bizarre courtship played out on the beach earlier that Saturday afternoon.
Then there was his wife Laura, and their two daughters.  Eight years of
marriage.  Never ever having thought of straying; and in one night he has
sex with two underage teen girls with women's bodies.  Laura had a nice
figure but had not come through childbirth well.  Her hips and tummy were a
little over-weight and she had a Russian Doll shape.  He loved her; of that
there was no doubt.  But these two girls were hot.  Fantasies, dream girls,
yet tonight was no dream.  More importantly they were here and he was not
leaving until Friday.  He was sure his secret was safe with both of them;
with each other as well.  But would either girl see him again?  This work
assignment was a one-off for him.  Next year another freshman-newbie would
get this work as experience.  Not him; he'd move on to bigger accounts in
the Pacific Northwest.

   "You gutless prick" he sighed, thinking of the lack of will he had to
not cheat on Laura; as he reached for the light and turned it off.

   He was an adulterer.  Actually, he was a serial adulterer.

   "What an asshole," he muttered, feeling bad for Laura.

   The events of the last eight hours dominated his last waking moments. 
Laura quickly slipped from his conscience and he eventually went to sleep
with a smile on his face.

   ***

   And so Polar Bear was no more; Vanessa tapping at his door near midnight
on the following Tuesday night.  He let her in and there was little
preamble.  He knew why she had come back and she was well aware he knew she
was going to put out.

   "I was wondering if you would return," he said after he had kissed her
passionately by the bed.

   "Just wanted to get my head around it," she mumbled and pulled his head
down to kiss her.

   Chad had been in bed so was in his shorts.  She wore a basic pair of
pajamas with short bottoms.  He got them off quickly and she rolled
sideways onto the bed and lay with her legs splayed watching him shuck his
shorts; his cock quickly rising to the horizontal.  He noted the same small
arrowhead-shaped pubic bush Vonnie had.  Know doubt they followed suit with
this look.  He lay beside her and they kissed as he felt her sex and slid
his fingers up and down her vulva.  She groaned into his mouth and found
his cock with her hand and stroked him.  They lay this way for several
minutes; gently masturbating each other.  Eventually Chad transferred his
lips to her breasts and nipples and she groaned in enjoyment as he went to
work on them; all the while fingering her so he had two fingers pushed in
her sex.  Vanessa slid her heels up and splayed her knees.  He mounted her
after a few more minutes of working her boobs and she held his hips as he
slowly slid into her; she transferring her arms to around his neck.  He lay
with his head buried in the crook of her neck and fucked her diligently. 
Vanessa getting into his rhythm and pushing her hips back.  Cuddling him
and cradling his head as he came hard.  Enjoying the fact she could have
him; married or not.  He wanted her and enjoyed her, and she felt happy for
this.

   They rested; cuddling as lovers do, and then he fucked her a second
time. Having worked her boobs and nipples over with his mouth for several
minutes while he continued finger fucking her gooey sex, he rolled her on
her tummy and coaxed her to kneel.  Hooking an arm under her midriff, he
guided his cock between the thick swell of her labia framed by the crack of
her buttocks and inner thighs.  She gasped as he pushed to the hilt in one
sudden thrust and gave a low throaty groan as he thudded deep inside her.
Her head bowed to the pillow with her hair splayed out beside it, as he
fucked her with a look of carnal lust.  Chad reveled in watching his greasy
cock slide in and out; and seeing the back of her cunt stretched by his
cock and the brown pucker of her anus winking at him as he sawed in and
out. She was a girl with a woman's body, but her sex was still new to this
treatment, so rarely used this way.  She was still tight and delicious
around his cock and Chad indulged himself for nearly half an hour; pausing
when he was close and then resuming as he felt able to go at her hard and
fast once again.  Eventually rising up off one knee and straddling her
butt. Holding her shoulder with one hand and an arm hooked under her waist.
The girl moaned constantly and gasped when he pushed deep.  He filled her a
second time; and later as he lay sleepy in afterglow she slipped from the
bed and he heard her peeing.  She dressed in silence, and believing he
slept, leaned over and kissed him lightly before slipping from the room.

   ***

   Neither girl returned before he left that Friday.  Had he been too
carnal with Vanessa that second time?  Perhaps she felt he had treated her
as an object, a slut perhaps.  Vonnie had not promised to return, merely
said she would see how she felt.  She clearly chose not to come back;
perhaps once was all she needed to fill out her sexual resume'.  And after
it all he would never know what happened to either of them.  As he sat on
the plane he thought about the experience he had had with the two girls. 
There was Vonnie the supposed lesbian wanting to have at least one
experience with a man.  And then there was Vanessa the All American
sweetheart who was allegedly frigid.  She wasn't frigid, yet had still to
develop the sexual wisdom about her sexuality that Vonnie had done so early
on.  He had fucked Vanessa as she had looked to him when he first saw her;
available, ripe and luscious, and therefore begging for it.  Looks often
belie the truth.  That he knew.  Vonnie was the enigma.  Who knew what he
now knew?  And now he had to face Laura his wife.  There was no way she
could know; suspect even.  Unless he somehow acted differently that made
her think he had a guilty secret.  He tried to go over the likely emotions
he might feel when he saw her and their girls.  Sitting here in the plane
it all seemed so much like a dream.  But it wasn't.  It happened.  And he
wouldn't know what to make of it until he saw Laura.  He sat gazing out the
window into the cloud; pensive and somewhat worried as to how he was going
to react.  If looks belied the truth, looks could also reveal the truth. 
Laura could read him like a book.



   The End

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