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	Midnight At The Oasis
	by Ann Douglas
     (ann_douglas@hotmail.com)

Part Two

	Taking hold of the back of his head, she
pressed it tight against her breasts, massaging his
cheeks with the soft flesh.  It wasn't long before
one of her thick nipples found its way into Ethan's
eager mouth.  As it did, he sucked on it greedily.
	"Oh yes, baby,"  she cooed as his tongue
played with her hard nipple.  "Suck it, suck it
hard."
	Keeping time with the movements of his
mouth and tongue as he moved from one breast to
the other, then back once more, Jackie maintained
his erection with the motion of her ass.  The only
thing that could make it better, the young man
thought, would be if she were totally naked while
she did it.
	A consideration Jackie seemed to consider
as well as she slid off his lap and with an erotic
wiggle, slid down her slacks and panties.  Ethan's
eyes dropped down to gaze between her legs,
marveling at the immense patch of mostly gray
hair situated there.  Her slip on shoes quickly
followed her pants, leaving her totally nude.
	"Strip for me baby,"  she said as she took
a long step back.  "Show Mama what you got."
	Her use of the phrase reminded Ethan that
Jackie was actually older than his mother.
Somehow, at this moment it didn't seem to matter 
a damn.  Not even Peggy Dean on her most
willing night had ever gotten him this hot.

	Ethan stripped as erotically as he could,
trying to make it slow and sweet.  A far cry from
the norm when he was trying to get his pants off
as fast as he could so he could get it into a girl
before she changed her mind.
	Jackie seemed to appreciate his efforts as
she leaned back against a cabinet and played with
her own body.  One hand caressed her breasts,
pinching her nipples and squeezing the fleshy
mounds around them.  Her other hand was down
between her legs, where two fingers disappeared
within her gray bush.
	"Play with your cock for me,"  she said,
"get it all rock hard."
	Ethan doubted it was possible to get it any
harder, but he stood there and  began to pump it
anyway.  The thick residue of oil her hands had
left there helped his efforts.
	Jackie's tongue caressed her mouth  in
anticipation as she watched his manhood slide in
and out of Ethan's hand.  It was only the second
time he had ever jerked off with someone else
watching.  The first had been one night when he
was sixteen and he and Buddy Jordan had
compared techniques.  Afterwards, they both had
felt so awkward at having watched the other play
with themselves that they never discussed it ever
again.
	Jackie stopped her self-pleasuring and
stepped closer to the younger man.  She replaced
his hand with her own and pumped his cock a few
times on her own.  Then she dropped down to her
knees and replaced her hand with her mouth.
	"Fuck!"  Ethan wanted to scream as he
suddenly felt himself the recipient of thirty years
of experience.
	Jackie was like a starving woman suddenly
presented with a gourmet meal, devouring it again
and again.  Ethan wasn't the most endowed kid in
his class but he'd always felt he was in the top ten.
A fact that seemed to belittle itself as she deep
throated him without effort.
	With one hand she continued to pump his
cock, speeding him on the way to orgasm.  Then
with the other, she took a tight grip around the
base of his shaft, effectively impeding that same
climax.
	Ethan's legs felt week as his entire body
seemed to be drawn into her mouth.  Lesser girls
had caused him to explode long before this and he
couldn't believe he had lasted this long.
	Of course the answer to that was that
Jackie had taken control of his body in a way he
had never imagined.  All he knew was that the
level of pleasure he was experiencing increased by
the second.
	The same experience that let her guide
Ethan to a new level of euphoria soon told Jackie
that even with her help he couldn't hold back
much longer.  Releasing her restrictive hold, she
doubled the movement of his cock in and out of
her mouth until she felt his body shudder.  Then
she buried his cock as deep in her mouth as she
could, just as a torrid of hot whiteness erupted
into her throat.
	With both hands against his ass, she held
him in place as his manhood pulsed a few more
times.  Until finally there was no more for him to
give.  It had been an impressive reward for her
efforts, taking almost four bursts for his hard cock
to completely drain.
	That was the second best thing she loved
about young men.  The first was of course that is
wouldn't be too long before he would be ready to
go at it again.

	Letting his now semi-rigid member slip
from her mouth, Jackie rose up from the floor.
She kissed him passionately, giving him a taste of
both his climax and the passion it had ignited
within her.  She slid his hand between her legs and
used it to rub her pussy.  He got the hint and
began to do it on his own.
	Their bodies pressed together, they
continued to kiss and play with the other.  Ethan
knew that the wetness spread across his hand was
just a preview of what was still to come.
	"How are you at eating pussy?"  Jackie
asked between kisses.
	"Not very good,"  Ethan replied, figuring
that honestly definitely was the best policy right
now.
	Like almost all of his friends, going down
on a woman was something Ethan thought you
did for the shortest possible amount of time.  Just
enough to give the impression you cared and then
to get your cock in there were it belonged.  No
sooner as he made his admission, he realized that
the woman in his arms wasn't the type to accept
that opinion.
	"Well we'll fix that soon enough,"  Jackie
said as if to confirm his realization.
"Let's go into the bedroom where it's more
comfortable,"  she added as she took him in hand
and practically pulled him along.

	Jackie's bedroom was as small as the rest
of the apartment and in just as much disarray.
Still, the bed was large enough for two and
comfortable as well.  More than that they didn't
need.
	She spread Ethan out on the bed, then
climbed next to him.  Running a hand up his leg,
her fingers brushed against his balls and then gave
his semi-erect cock a playful tug.  If she was any
judge of it, he'd be ready for round two in a very
short time.  No hurry though, there were other
games to play.
	Lifting herself up so that she could
straddle Ethan on all fours, Jackie began to kiss
various parts of his body.  She started with a kiss
on the head of his cock, joking that it was the
tastiest part.  Then she worked her way up his
chest, alternating between kisses, soft licks and
gentle bites as she moved.
	"Just close your eyes and enjoy it,"  she
said as she moved up on the bed another few
inches.
	Ethan did as he was told, enjoying the
tickle of her talented fingers as they crisscrossed
his chest.  Followed right away by her tongue as it
played with his smaller but no less sensitive
nipples.  It never occurred to him that a woman
could play with and suck on them as well.
	Jackie reached the headboard and lifted
her hands to brace herself against it.  Her kneeling
legs rested along both sides of Ethan's head,
giving him the clearest view of her gray and white
framed sex.  The strong aroma of her arousal
flooded his senses.
	"Just relax and start off slow,"  Jackie said
as she lowered herself to give him access.

	It this had been Peggy or one of the other
girls he'd previously been intimate with, Ethan
was sure he'd feel a lot more intimidated that he
did.  With the moment of truth at hand, the
eighteen year old found that his desire to please
Jackie far outweighed any sense of trepidation.
	"Mmmmm" Jackie moaned as her young
lover pressed his tongue past the damp bush that
guarded her sex and managed to if only by
accident, brush against her most sensitive of spots.
	His lucky discovery encouraged him
further as he continued to explore that area.
Sliding one of his hands up the small gap between
their bodies, he used it to part the folds of her
pussy lips and gain better access.
	While his experience was quite limited, he
did have a general idea what to do.  Jackie was
patient and understanding, gently correcting his
errors and guiding him in the right direction.
	Ethan proved himself a quick study as
Jackie was soon able to close her eyes and let her 
body enjoy his attentions.  After a little while, the
young man found himself asking what the big deal
had been in doing this in the first place.
	He continued to apply the mini lessons he
had just received, adding to them what he knew
from books and the occasional porn film he got to
see.  If he wasn't doing it exactly right, Jackie
didn't seem to be of a mind to complain.  In fact,
no matter what he tried, she seemed only to spur
him on for more.
	"Oh yeah, baby,"  Jackie called out as she 
pressed her pussy against Ethan's mouth, rocking
her body back and forth.  "Deeper, push your
tongue in deeper."
	But she knew his tongue had reached its
limit and a glance back over her shoulder told her
that there was something else now available with a
greater reach.  Pushing upward with her legs, she
began to reverse the journey down Ethan's body.
	Reaching his midsection, she reached
behind her back and took hold of his cock.
Holding it steady and upright, she lowered herself
onto it, sliding down it's length.
	"Oooooh"  Ethan moaned as he felt her
sugar walls wrap around his cock.
	An even louder moan filled the air as the
white haired woman began to glide up and down
his manhood, quickly establishing a rhythm.  A
rhythm that translated into a new set of ever
increasing delights.
	Delights shared by Jackie as she too began
to mix heavy breaths with increasingly loud
moans.  Her body quickly became in tune with the
one less than half her age beneath.  A difference
that now seemed so unimportant as to be totally
forgotten.  All that mattered was the rising tides
building within both of them.
	Ethan had added his own energies to the
effort, timing his thrusts into her with her
downward motions.  Unlike before, there was no
restraining hand to delay his climax, so it wasn't
long before he found himself filling her with his
essence.
	"Oooohhhh Shhiitttt!!!!"  Ethan cried out
as he exploded, positive that Jackie was nowhere
near her own climax.
	For the first time since he'd lost his
virginity, Ethan felt guilty at having left a woman
unsatisfied.  He tried to continue his thrusts, but
there were limits even to the endurance of youth.

	"I'm sorry,"  Ethan said as Jackie rolled
off him and lay next to his sweat covered body.
	"What are you sorry about?" she asked.
	"I didn't make you come."
	"No, you didn't,"  she answered honestly,
"but it wasn't for any lack of effort on your part.
There's no reason for you to feel sorry.  I had a
good time, as I know that you did."
	Ethan didn't seem to buy into her answer.
The look on his face remained unchanged.
	"Have you always made a girl come?"  she
asked.
	"No,"
	"Well then, do you always feel this guilty
about it?"  she inquired.
	"No," he repeated.
	"Well then maybe you've learned
something."
	"I think I've learned a lot,"  Ethan added.
	"And ..."
	"And I think I still have a lot to learn,"  he
admitted.
	"And how do you learn?"  Jackie asked.
	"By listening to people who have more
experience?"  Ethan asked.
	"Is that a question or an answer?"  came
the reply.
	"I guess it should be an answer."
	"Now you've learned something even
more important,"  Jackie smiled.
	She held him close to her and kissed him
softly on the lips.  Their bodies still interlocked,
they slept for a few hours before waking to both
the first light and a renewed manhood between
Ethan's legs.
	This time, he had no reason to feel guilty
afterwards.

            *            *           *

	The next Friday, Ethan sat in his father's
office in the back of the original home of Mad
Bob's Electronics and Appliances.  Mad Bob, of
course, had been his grandfather, Robert Ethan
Connor.  He had started the business after the
Korean War.  Some of the artifacts that filled the
walls of the small office dated back to those years,
while his father had put others up.  The most
recent of which was a large photo of the two of
them at Ethan's high school graduation.  Now that
he had given in to what seemed to be the
inevitable, Ethan wondered if he would one day be
adding to the collection.
	The door opened and his father stepped in,
his arms carrying the pile of papers he never
seemed to get rid of.  Despite their recent conflict,
Ethan loved his father and their relationship had
changed considerably since he had, in his father's
words, finally come to his senses.
He was sure, however, that his Dad would be
shocked as to how he finally decided to look at
the situation from the elder Connor's point of
view.  So he had left that part out.
	He wished he could've told Jackie how it
had turned out.  He had gone back to her
apartment during the week, but her landlord said
she'd moved out two days before.  He was
understandably reluctant to give out any
information about his long time tenant to some kid
he didn't know.  So Ethan had left his name and
number, asking that he give it to her if she came
back to check on mail or anything.  So far he
hadn't heard a word.
	It wasn't just the missed chance for a
possible repeat performance that he regretted.
Even though he knew that his one night with
Jackie would be the standard by which he
measured future sexual encounters.  No, it was
that he had truly learned something about the
value of taking someone else's advice.  As corny
as that might sound, he wanted to thank her.
	"I guess you think your old man is a real
son of a bitch at times,"  Roger Connor said as he
dropped down into his seat behind the desk,  "but
I think you're going to find that I can be a nice
guy too."
	Ethan just nodded his head
noncommittally.  Now, after making peace
between the two of them, he didn't want to say
the wrong thing and have his head handed to him
in a basket.
	"Now your grandfather, he could be a real
bastard,"  Roger continued,  "at least when it
came to the business.  Hopefully I learned some of
the things I shouldn't do from his example."
	Now Ethan was really paying attention.  It
was rare that his father admitted that he wasn't
always right.
	"One of the things I think your grandfather
did wrong, was to have me work for him right off
the bat ..."
	Ethan's heart jumped.  Was he being let
off the hook?
	"Of course since we only had the one store
back then, there really wasn't any other choice,"
his father continued, dashing that brief hope.
"Boy do I remember the arguments we had back
then, some of them got really out of hand.  It
seemed to me like he was always on my case."
	"Just like the way I feel,"  Ethan thought,
surprised at this side of his Dad.
	"That's why I think it'll work out better
for everyone concerned if you work at the new
store we just opened over on the west side.  That
way you'd have your own space and we won't get
on each other's nerves."
	"That's great, Dad,"  Ethan said, thinking
that this all might not turn out as bad as he feared.
	"Well I can't take the credit for the idea
though,"  Roger admitted.  "I was having dinner
with the new store manager the other night and
J.T. suggested it when I mentioned that you were
finally coming to work for me.  The more I
thought about it, the more sense it made."
	Ethan hadn't yet met the latest addition to
the growing Mad Bob family, but he felt that he
already owed his future boss a big one.
	"I'll have to thank him when I start there
on Monday," the teenager said with relief.
	Roger Connor smiled, pleased that he had
made the right decision.  Still it wouldn't do for
his son to think he was getting a free ride.
	"Just don't think you're going to be
getting any special treatment over there. J.T. isn't
the type to take nonsense from anyone and I've
already said to toss your ass out on the street if
you don't carry your own weight."
	Now it was Ethan's turn to smile.  This
was the Dad he knew and loved.
	"Don't worry Dad, I'll make you proud."
	"You better,"  he answered with mock
seriousness.  "Because I ..."
	Roger was cut off in mid-sentence by a
knock at the door, which then swung open.
	"Roger, I just wanted to drop off these
figures and your secretary must've already gone
out to lunch,"  the white haired woman in blue
said as she stepped into the office.  "Oh, excuse
me,"  she added when she saw that Roger wasn't
alone."
	"No, this is perfect,"  Roger said as he
turned from the new arrival to his son.  "Ethan,
meet your new boss.  J.T., this is my son."
	Ethan turned to thank the person who had
unknowingly gotten him out of a tight spot.
Unfortunately, his words of thanks didn't come as
his mouth dropped open in shock.
	"J.T. Rutherford," the fiftyish woman said
as she held out her hand.  "It's nice to finally meet
you.  Your father shows off your picture
everytime I come by."
	"J.T.?"  Ethan asked.
	"Well actually, my parents named me
Jacqueline Theresa,"  she smiled,  "but most of my
friends call me J.T. or Jackie, it's a lot easier."
	"I was just telling Ethan here that I expect
him to toe the line when he starts working for you
next week,"  Roger said. "That you don't have to
take any crap from him just because his family
name happens to be Connor."
	"Oh I wouldn't worry about that, Roger,"
she said as she ran her hand through her short
white hair.  "I can just tell that he's the type of
young man who listens to orders and eager to
learn."
	Roger gave the both of them one of those
"My son?" looks of disbelief.
	"In fact," she continued, "I bet if I asked
him, he'd be happy to come over to my new
apartment this weekend and help me get settled in.
I still have a lot of boxes to unpack."
	"Well son?"  Roger asked as he
remembered that Ethan had stated that he owed
his new boss and curious as to how serious his son
was about making a good first impression.
	"Sure, I'd be happy to,"  Ethan replied as
he finally regained the rest of  his composure.
	"See, I told you I could just tell about him,
Roger," Jackie said.
	"Well if you find anything else that needs
doing, you be sure to mention it to him,"  Roger
concluded.  "A little hard work would do him
good."
	"Oh don't you worry,"  Jackie positively
beamed as she placed a hand on Ethan's shoulder.
"I'm sure our newest employee and I are going to
get along famously.  Aren't we, Ethan?"
	"Yes Ma'am," was his soft spoken but
eager reply.

END


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