Author: Cheerleader Fan
Title: The Perks of Heroism ch5: Date Night
Summary: As Shane treats Karen to dinner the two of them get a surprise.
Keywords: Mg ped rom anal

Chapter 5: Date Night, Part One

It seemed to take forever for Friday to arrive, but it finally had. I'd spent the past couple of days working as much as possible to keep myself from thinking too much about Karen and our impending date. I'd finally finished the INTECH overhaul yesterday morning and had been doing maintenance work since then for a few different companies, therefore I'd have a few nice checks to look forward to.

But that didn't matter anymore because it was Friday afternoon, so Karen would be texting me any time to let me know that she was ready. I was ready as well. I took a shower around 4:30 and even gave myself a nice shave. I was dressed up, but not too dressy. I wore a nice pair of black slacks, a button down short sleeve shirt and nice shoes. I thought I looked pretty sharp and hoped Karen would, too.

Then my mind drifted off to wondering what she might wear. I was hoping for another skirt, she really wore them well. I figured she'd put her hair up, too, but wondered if she'd style it all classy like or just rock the standard pony tail. Would she wear Makeup? Perfume? I couldn't stop myself from wondering those and other questions as I killed time waiting for her text.

Finally at five past five I received a text, but unfortunately not the one I was hoping for. It was still Karen, but she was just letting me know that she and here mom had finally gotten home. She went on to say that her mom would probably be leaving in a half hour to 45 minutes and that her babysitter would be over before her mom left. I texted her back asking if she'd given her babysitter the $40 yet and Karen replied that she hadn't seen her sitter yet.

We wound up getting into quite the text conversation. I asked her how her trip was and she told me she had a blast. She also said that she and her mom wound up going to the beach and her mom even commented on how much stronger of a swimmer she was. I congratulated her and she thanked me. Then we started talking about what movie we were going to see. I asked her if she'd ever heard of Snowpiercer and she said no. I didn't really expect her to have. It's a bit of an obscure independent film, but looked exciting. I told her about it and she said it sounded cool. Excellent, our movie was decided.

While keeping up the conversation as best as I could I typed away at my PC till I brought up the theater's page so I could let Karen know that there was a showing at 8:20. Karen was satisfied with that time and when I told her it would give us plenty of time to go to a nice restaurant first she was quite happy indeed.

I asked her what sort of food she was in the mood for and she told me she was up for anything. I told her that if she was up for some Chinese we could go to the Xiping Garden. She texted me back telling me that place was pricey as hell. So I told her that if she didn't want the best Chinese in the county we could go somewhere else, but I'd like to have something good. Karen told me that she'd eat McDonalds if it was what I was in the mood for. None of that, I assured her, Xiping Garden it was.

Just as we settled on what we were going to do for dinner Karen interrupted me by telling me her sitter was there and that her mom would be leaving soon. I asked her to discretely pass off the $40 to her babysitter, just to verify that they were on the same page. She did so and let me know. Then she told me she had to go because her babysitter had something for her. I said OK and we texted each other our good byes.

After that marathon text conversation my thumbs were feeling a touch numb. That was more texting than I did in an average month. But it is the conversation medium of the new generation, so I figured I'd be doing a lot more of it in the coming weeks and months.

Figuring I still had at least 20 minutes to a half to kill I fired up some random puzzle game on my phone and began playing. After a number of good games, including setting a new high score I finally heard back from Karen. She told me that her mom had finally left and that she'd be waiting at the park in 15 minutes. That's what I wanted to hear! II headed down to the garage and fired up my car. I looked over my motorcycle as I pulled out and briefly thought that I should really give Karen a ride on that some time in the next few weeks.

I pulled into the lot near the playground and awaited Karen's arrival. It didn't take very long for her to show up, and when she did I was rather stunned. She wore a long blue dress, much like the one Elsa from Frozen wore and her hair was up in a style also similar to Elsa's. The passenger side door was already unlocked, so Karen opened it and slid into her seat. As she did the car filled with a sweet, flowery fragrance. I guess she did decide to wear perfume. I could also see that she wore a touch of makeup. Eye shadow and lipstick for sure and possibly just the slightest bit of blush. I assumed her babysitter helped her with it.

"Hello, Shane," Karen greeted me.

"Good evening, Karen," I answered. "You look... beautiful tonight."

"Thanks," Karen said with a slight nod of her head.

"So, are you read to go," I asked her.

"Almost," Karen said. "But first, I have a surprise for you.

"For me," I asked. "Well, where is it?

"I have it right here," Karen said as she wiggled her closed right hand. "Now close your eyes and open your mouth."

"OK honey," I said as I shut my eyes and opened my mouth a bit.

A moment later I felt two of Karen's fingers slip into my mouth and all of a sudden there was an explosion on my taste buds. It was sweet and at the same time pungent and I instantly recognized it as pussy. Karen was giving me a taste of her little pussy from her fingers and it was amazing.

"Like it," she asked. Her mouth very close to my ear. "I worked out an orgasm before coming down here, that's why I needed those extra fifteen minutes." Her breath felt hot on my ear and as she finished her sentence she nibbled on my earlobe just a touch.

"Mmhmmm," I hummed around her invading digits. Karen slowly slipped her fingers out of my mouth as my tongue licked them from their juncture with her hand right out to her fingertips. I was hooked, I wanted more and as I opened my eyes and looked at Karen I knew she knew how I felt.

"Maybe some day you can get it from here," Karen said as she gestured to the region where her legs met. I definitely hoped I could. "Anyway," she continued, "maybe we should head off to the Xiping Garden."

"Y..yeah, I guess so," I answered, my mind not quite functioning properly. And with that I fired the car up and dropped it into gear. I drove us towards the center of town and after a bit of maneuvering we found ourselves in the parking lot of the Xiping Garden.

I hopped out of my seat and rushed around to the passenger side to help Karen out of her seat. As she stood the hem of her dress brushed against her ankles enticingly. I noted that she was wearing a pair of pale blue heels. They weren't very high, being an inch and a half, two inches at the most. Keeping hold of her hand I closed her door then lead the two of us into the restaurant. The maitre 'd asked us if this was our whole party and I replied in the affirmative.

Karen and I were seated at a small two person table in a corner since the place was fairly busy and they obviously wanted to keep all of the four person tables available. After taking our seats our server, a man of about 20 to 25 years, asked if we'd like anything to drink. I ordered a water then asked Karen what she'd like.

"Water's fine for me, too," she told the waiter.

"Very well," he said before turning and heading towards the kitchen.

"You know... I've never actually eaten here," Karen told me.

"You'll love it," I replied. "Literally everything on the menu is amazing."

"Well, that leaves a lot to choose from," Karen chuckled. "What do you suggest?"

"Well, I'm a fan of the tangerine chicken and the pepper steak," I answered succinctly.

As we perused our menus our server returned with two glasses of water. He placed each one to the right of our place setting and Karen took a drink from hers immediately.

"Do you know what you will be having this evening," our server asked.

"You ready to order," I asked Karen.

"Yeah, I think so," she stated. "I think I'm going to go with the tangerine chicken with brown rice please and an egg roll."

"Very good, miss," our server noted. "And for the gentleman?"

"We'd like to start with an order of crab rangoon as an appetizer and I'll have the sweet and sour chicken, also with brown rice," I told the man.

"Excellent, if there's nothing more I'll place your order immediately," our server said.

I motioned him over to me and brought my hand up to hide my mouth. "When you bring us our meal would you kindly bring a coconut bubble milk smoothie for the young miss, with tapioca please." He nodded to me. He then turned on his heel and made a bee line for the kitchen. A few moments later he returned and placed a bowl of fried wonton skins and duck sauce on our table and also left a carafe of ice water so we could top ourselves off as we needed. I thanked him and he nodded before leaving us alone once again.

Karen dove right into the wonton skins, so I warned her that if she didn't take it easy she'd never finish her meal.

"Oh hush," she admonished, "Who do you think you are, my father?"

"Certainly not," I scoffed, obviously overacting. "Something tells me you wouldn't have stuffed a finger full of pussy juice in your father's mouth."

Karen's cheeks and the bridge of her nose turned an impressive shade of scarlet when I said that. She appeared to calm then opened her mouth to reply. "No, I suppose not," she spoke, the redness in her face subsiding. "And I certainly wouldn't do this either." She punctuated her words by gently rubbing her bare foot, which she'd pulled from her heel, against my crotch.

I let out a low moan before working up a reply. "If you don't quit teasing me like this you're going to wind up riding that thing by the end of the night."

"You promise?" Karen asked, a wicked grin playing across her face.

I just smiled at her as I slipped my hands beneath the tablecloth and grabbed her foot. I slowly massaged her toes and the ball of her foot and it was her turn to let a moan escape her lips. I did my best to keep my ministrations concealed beneath the tablecloth and if our server's non-reaction when he stealthily dropped off our crab rangoon was any indication I was succeeding.

With the appetizer at the table I brought my hands back up above the table and handed Karen one of the two small appetizer plates the server gave us. Then I used the supplied tongs to place two rangoons on each of our plates. I also grabbed the carafe and topped off our waters before diving in. By the time I took my first bite Karen was already mostly done with her first rangoon.

"Wow, these are amazing," Karen said after she finished her first one. "I've never had a crab rangoon this creamy."

"I know, they've got the best goons here I've ever had," I replied after I finished off my own. "Here, try it with the duck sauce." I pushed the small bowl of sauce in Karen's direction and she dipped her second one in.

"Mmmmm, wow" Karen responded. "They really do have a good duck sauce here."

"So, this was a good choice in restaurants then," I asked with a grin. Karen jut nodded, since she had half a rangoon in her mouth. I smiled at her then continued eating. After we both finished off our second rangoon I dropped the remaining two , one each, onto our plates. Karen scarfed this one down as well and in just a few moments we were both licking our fingers clean.

"Wow," Karen sighed. "If the main course is half that good..." she just sort of trailed off leaving the thought unfinished.

"Oh don't worry, it'll be better than that," I answered, then casually slipped my hands back under the tablecloth. Karen's bare foot had been resting on my lap throughout the appetizer, essentially forgotten till I once again started rubbing it.

"The other one now," Karen spoke, sounding like a question as she pulled her first foot away from my grasp and dropped the other in my lap.

"With pleasure, princess," I answered and began caressing her neglected foot. As I rubbed her foot we once again struck up a conversation, this time about the movie. Karen asked me whether I'd seen it or not and I told her I had not.

"So... where did you hear about it," she continued.

"I saw a preview for it when I saw Locke," I answered.

"Ohh, OK. Have you read any reviews?"

"Just talk online. About three quarters of people were favorable."

"That's good," Karen said. "I'd hate to have the movie suck. I wouldn't want to waste two hours."

"Ohh, I'm sure we could figure something out if it does," I told her with a sly grin and I gently tickled her toes.

Just as we were wrapping up the conversation our server came to our table with our entrees. He placed Karen's food in front of her first and she thanked him. My plate was next and after asking if we needed anything more (we did not) he left.

He quickly returned and placed Karen's bubble milk smoothie in front of her.

"What's this." Karen asked, somewhat surprised by the strange looking beverage in front of her. "And what are those," she continued, pointing at the little black balls of tapioca on the bottom.

"Just give it a try," I answered. "I promise you'll love it.

With a bit of a skeptical look about her Karen slipped the large straw between her lips and took a sip. "Mmmmm," she hummed, "coconut. This is good."

I knew you'd like it,"I told her.

"Thanks a bunch Shane," she said sweetly, then she picked up her fork and dug into her food. I on the other hand picked up the pair of chop sticks that were next to my fork and unwrapped them. After snapping them apart I positioned them in the fingers of my right hand and casually got down to business. A moment later Karen looked up at me and gave an approving smile as she continued eating. She finished off her latest fork full, had a sip of her smoothie and spoke.

"Chop sticks, huh?" she commented. "I never got the hang of those."

"Want to?"

"I'll give it a shot, sure," Karen answered with her typically sweet smile.

"Alrighty kiddo, unwrap 'em first," I told her and she did so. "Now, what you have to do is grab the two ends and pull them apart with a twisting motion."

"OK," she said and gave it a shot. It took her a little bit, but they finally did separate. "Now what?"

"Well, now what you do," I began, "is you lay the end of one of them into the crook of your thumb. Then push against it using your middle finger."

Karen did as instructed and the chop stick stayed firmly in her hand. "OK, now what," she asked.

"Place the other stick against your index finger, positioned at about the second knuckle, like this," I showed her with my own set and she imitated me. "Then pinch the stick against your finger with your thumb. Now all you have to do is move the upper stick with your index finger while keeping the bottom stick stationary." I showed her the motion by eating a chunk of chicken from my plate.

Karen spent the next few minutes trying without all that much luck in using the chop sticks. Then it was like something just clicked and she started eating at something resembling a normal pace. When she realized herself that she finally got it she looked up at me and gave me a beaming smile. I loved seeing that smile of hers and relished any opportunity I had to cause one.

"Pretty neat, huh," I asked her.

"Yeah," Karen replied. "You ever think of being a teacher, Shane? I bet you'd be good at it."

"I dunno," I answered. "I think I'm just lucky to have a good student. OK, now lets eat up. We've got plenty of time, but I want some good seats, don't you?"

"Yeah, I do."

Since deciding to get down to business Karen and I polished off our food pretty quickly. Our waiter was very attentive, so mere moments after our plates were empty he came by with a plate of pineapple chunks with toothpicks in them and a pair of fortune cookies as well as one of those credit card valets with the check enclosed. I looked at the bill and it was $49.68. I reached into my wallet and extracted three twenties. I tucked them inside and put down the valet.

After passing one to Karen I cracked open my cookie and extracted the fortune. I ate the cookie then read my fortune out loud. "You will have great luck in future endeavors in bed," I said with a smile.

Karen giggled, pulled out her own fortune and read it. "You will soon experience new pleasures in bed." Karen broke out in laughter at that and I joined in.

"I'd like to be there for that," I told her with a sly smile.

"I'm sure you'll be the one giving me those pleasures," she answered with a smile of her own. We both laughed heartily.

"Alright, kiddo, you set to go," I asked her.

"Ayup!"

And with that the two of us got up to leave. I grabbed the valet and took it to the counter. I handed it to our server and told him that the change was his tip. He opened the valet and extracted the cash.

"Thank you sir!" the server said excitedly before wishing the two of us a good evening. Karen smiled up at him and waved happily. Then I lead us out to the car, opened Karen's door and closed it after she had her seat. I entered the other side and in a moment we were again on the road.

The theater was on the other side of town, but we still had more than enough time to make it. Still, I drove with purpose because I wanted to be seated in the theater with my arm wrapped around little Karen, not to mention the fact that that's just how one drives a Corvette.

Karen started messing with the radio, trying in vain to find a decent song on the radio before giving up and turning it back off. Then she started talking with me instead. The conversation was nice enough, but I was having trouble concentrating on it after what we said in the restaurant. Did Karen really want me to give her "new pleasures" in bed? I'd sure love to, but was she ready? Did she understand just what it all meant? Was she even ready, physically, to enjoy said pleasures?

I was so caught up in my internal dialog that I didn't really notice that Karen had quieted up. "Are you OK, honey," I asked and she mumbled a reply that I just couldn't parse. "What's that," I asked.

"Can... can you bring me home," Karen spoke unevenly, barely more than a whisper.

"What? Why? Are you OK," I asked, suddenly very concerned.

"I just... need to go home... please."

The poor girl seemed to be on the verge of tears. I pulled off the road into a parking lot and turned to her after turning off the engine.

"Karen," I said, suddenly very concerned. "Honey, please tell me you're OK."

"I'm OK," she said. "I just, need to go home, please."

"Please Karen, just let me know what's wrong," I told her softly. "Whatever it is, I'll do what I can, OK?"

"Promise not to freak out?"

"Yeah, princess, I promise," I said calmly, trying my best to soothe the worried child.

"I... I just... oh man."

"Come on, honey, whatever it is, I'm sure it's not as bad as that."

"My period," she finally said. "I just had my period. Sorry about ruining the night, but yeah, that's why I need to go."

"Oh honey, is that all," I asked. "Wow, you had me scared there for a second. You know, there's a strip mall up ahead here, we can just go in, get you some pads and still make it to the movie."

"I uhh, I'm gonna need a change of clothes," Karen informed me. "And the seat probably needs a washing, sorry."

"Ohh don't worry about that. Sure, I can get you a set of clothes and some pa-"

"Tampons... please."

"Umm, sure, tampons then, whatever," I agreed. "Let's just get it done so we can still catch the movie. You still want to see it, right?"

"Ohh, yeah, of course," Karen assured me. "But yeah, this is kinda gross. I feel like I'm sitting in a bloody swamp."

"Well, that's some colorful imagery, thanks."

"S..sorry," Karen said quietly.

"Ohh I'm just having fun, honey," I chuckled. "Now, what would you like me to get you for clothes?"

"Well, that depends..."

"On?"

"Well, on you," she went on. "Does this squick you out, or what?"

"It's all a natural part of life, princess. So no, not squicked."

"OK, then I'd love a sexy little skirt and whatever else you like that goes with it," Karen told me. "Just please, no horribly clashing colors, Kay?"

"Absolutely," I agreed. "Now, I've got an old flannel shirt in my trunk you can wrap around your waist to hide any... stains. Just go ahead into the bathroom and clean up and I'll be there ASAP with a change of clothes."

"Thanks, Shane, you're the greatest," Karen reached over and gave me a big hug. Now quick, lets get me some new clothes!"

"Sure thing," I said as I pulled back out of the parking lot. I sure was glad we got that straightened out. Literally one minute later I was pulling into the strip mall parking lot. There was a Wal-Mart, an Old Navy, a Subway and a few other odds and ends in the strip. I suggested that Karen find the bathroom in the Wal-Mart and I'd find her as soon as I found her some clothes.

"Could you shop at the Old Navy," Karen asked. "Their clothes are way better than Wally World."

"Sure thing, honey," I told her. "I'll do my best to be in and out, OK?"

"Thanks a bunch," Karen said as she hugged me. "Now... about that shirt..."

"Sure, just a moment." I got out of the car, popped the trunk and found the old shirt. Then I popped my door back open and tossed the shirt in. "Here you go, honey. Gotta go."

"Thanks!"

I headed into the store rather quickly and found the girl's and women's sections just as fast. I looked in the girl's section first because they tended to be cuter, as far as I'm concerned. I found a very cute little black two tiered skirt and I found one in the proper size. Then I set about finding a shirt that matched it enough to please Karen. I found a pretty nice looking cream colored cami that I thought she'd like, so after finding one in her size as well I headed to the lingerie section.

It being Old Navy they sold panties in sets. The current deal being four for $20. I perused the selection and chose a cute pastel blue plaid pair and a solid blue pair, both bikini cut. The third pair I grabbed was a little green and white striped pair of boy shorts. For the fourth pair I decided to get racy and grabbed Karen a teeny tiny little pink thong which probably had less material than a shirt pocket. I couldn't help but picture Karen wearing the thong and instantly found myself sporting an erection.

OK, I thought, I'd best get to the Wal-Mart, grab Karen her tampons and find her quickly. I went ahead and paid for Karen's replacement clothes and left the Old Navy. I entered Wal-Mart, found the feminine hygiene aisle and began browsing for tampons. Then it occurred to me that I had no idea what the hell I was looking for. After spending a few minutes reading boxes and finding myself even more confused than when I started I was lucky enough to see a female employee start down the aisle.

"Excuse me, miss," I beckoned.

"Yes?"

"Umm... can you help me out here? I'm looking for some tampons for my daughter and I have no idea what the hell I'm looking for."

"Sure, I can help," she responded in a helpful tone. "Can you tell me about her? Like, how old she is, is she active,that sort of thing?"

"Sure," I answered. "She's ten, almost eleven. Yeah, she's very active and uhh, well, is that enough?"

"Sure," the girl said. "Hmm, she's pretty young for tampons, but they're becoming more popular with younger girls these days. I'd suggest these." She handed me a box of Tampax Pearl Active Lites. "If anything's going to work for her it's these."

"Thank you very much," I said, relieved. I headed towards the registers but stopped and grabbed a pack of wet wipes before finally getting to the register. The cashier was a girl in her teens or early twenties who looked thoroughly disinterested in her job. She checked me out fast enough and I thanked her, getting little more than a mumbled response.

No matter, I had what I needed, so I headed to the back of the store where the public restrooms were hidden. I pushed the door to the women's room open a touch before speaking. "Karen, you here? I got what you need."

"Oh good," I heard her say. "You find something cute?"

"I think so," I told her. "Here, check it out."

"Thanks, Shane," Karen said with relief. "I'll be out as soon as I can."

"Take your time, Honey." I told her.

Karen headed back in and I heard a stall close so I let the bathroom door close and took a seat outside to wait. A few minutes later the door started to open, but then I heard Karen calling my name. I peeked in and saw Karen standing there, still wearing her blue dress.

"Umm, can you help me?"

"With what," I asked.

"Well... I ummm, I can't... I can't get it in right," Karen whispered dejectedly.

"Well, I'm no expert," I told her. "I can try though," I offered.

"Oh thank god," Karen said and pushed the door out for me. I looked both ways and didn't see anyone, so I slipped into the women's room. Karen was standing there with the Old Navy bag in one hand and the box of tampons in the other. "By the way, I love the skirt, thanks."

"You're welcome, princess," I said with a smile. "So, how about the top? I thought it was cute."

"Yeah, it's nice," Karen agreed. "And it was nice of you to give me a choice in panties."

"It was four for $20, that's how they get you." Karen chuckled at that.

"So, which pair do you think you'll be wearing," I asked in a hopeful tone.

"Well..." she said. "I think I know which pair you WANT me to wear."

"Will you?"

"Oh why the hell not, but umm, I have more pressing issues here."

"Right! We'd better use the handicapped stall, since there are two of us." Karen opened the stall's door and walked in.

"Um, would it be easier if I sat on the toilet or what," Karen asked.

"I think it'd be best if you just held the grab bar and spread yourself as best as possible. Ohh and try not to get too self conscious. Speaking of, I'll wait out here, why don't you go ahead and pull on your new top. I can spare you at least some semblance of modesty."

"Thank you, Shane," Karen said relieved. I pulled the door closed for her and waited. A moment later Karen opened the door to let me in. And what a sight I beheld. There stood lovely little Karen, wearing nothing but the cream colored cami top I bought for her, a pair of socks and her heels. I tried not to look, but it was impossible to resist. My eyes slowly scanned her lower body. Her hips still had her childlike narrowness and flowed into her skinny legs. And looking at the spot where her legs met her hips I didn't see a single hair. All I saw were the youthfully chubby outer lips of her preteen vagina. I looked back up at her and saw that her cheeks were scarlet once again.

"Um... sorry," I said to her. "I uhh... I couldn't resist.

"It's understandable," Karen replied. "So, now what?"

"Well, can you hold the bar there and spread your legs wide," I asked, motioning to the grab bar near the toilet. Karen did as I asked and I knelt down in front of her. I had already grabbed a fresh tampon from the box and unwrapped it. "Now, I'm going to have to spread you open with my fingers, OK?"

"I'm ready," Karen said as she held herself up with the bar and kept her legs spread wide.

With my face mere inches from Karen's ten year old pussy I held the tampon in my right hand and rested the palm of my left hand on her mons. I pressed my index and middle fingers gently into the her crease then carefully spread her lips apart. I was afforded a view straight into her pussy now and I could see that she had a somewhat thick hymen, which probably gave her trouble.

"Here goes, sweetheart," I said as I slowly inserted the plastic applicator into Karen's preteen pussy. It slid in and inch then stopped. It probably hung up on her hymen as I thought it might. I pressed the end of the applicator in my hand down towards her anus then applied even pressure till the applicator continued into her young vagina. With the applicator about three inches into her I pushed on the plunger and the tampon slid right into Karen. The deed finished I pulled the applicator out of her and let the fingers of my left hand close and gave Karen's little clit a single rub, then reluctantly pulled my fingers from her pussy lips. "There you go, honey," I said as I stood up.

"Thanks again, Shane," Karen said, then she wrapped her arms around me for a hug. I wrapped my own arms around her and my hands naturally fell to rest on her perfect preteen ass. Unlike every other time though, this time my hands rested on bare skin. I squeezed her cheeks in my hands, kneading them gently. Karen then placed a kiss on my neck and with her lips near my ear she spoke in a low, husky voice. "Go ahead," she encouraged me. "Grab that ass. Show me how much you love it."

I pulled my right hand from her ass and brought it up to Karen's face. I gently pressed my middle finger against her lips and she opened her mouth for me. I slowly slid my finger into her mouth as I continued caressing her youthful, yet plump ass with my left hand. I grasped her right cheek firmly in my hand and pulled on her ass, then with my finger now sufficiently moist I pulled it from her mouth and brought my hand back down to her ass, but kept my wet finger from contacting her skin.

"Kiss me," I beckoned and Karen complied immediately. I opened my mouth and let Karen slip her tongue in and it danced around in my mouth. Feeling that she was plenty distracted I brought my right hand around to the parted cleft of her ass and in one swift motion I slipped my finger into Karen's anus. Karen squealed into my mouth as I penetrated her backside with my middle finger.

She broke the kiss and after releasing a moan she looked up at me with wide eyes. "Oh my GOD," she said. "Your finger's in my ass!"

"And you like it there," I accused her as I wormed my finger deeper into Karen's tight little pooper. Unable to deny my words she accepted the fact by pushing her ass back towards my invading digit. I wiggled my finger around inside her as I watched her face. I was surprised by the lack of a blush spreading on her cheeks. Karen merely accepted the situation as if having an adult's finger inside of her ass was the most natural progression of events.

Obviously content with it Karen wrapped her fingers around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. As our mouths danced I started slowly moving my finger in a thrusting motion in and out of her young anus. My finger moved just an inch or so in and out at first, but after a while I began increasing the distance my finger moved till I was pulling my finger right out to the nail before pushing it all the way back in.

After about five minutes of our anally enhanced make out session I thought it best to pull away. After I broke our kiss I pulled my finger out of Karen's backside. "Well... that was unexpected," Karen said with a smile.

"I'm glad you liked it," I said. "I was a little worried you might not, but you did tell me to show you how much I love that perfect little ass of yours.

"I did," Karen agreed. "But that was kind of sneaky of you. I think you should be punished."

"Oh please, no," I begged with obvious hyperbole. "Don't punish me."

"I know," Karen said excitedly. "Lick that finger clean!" I looked at my finger (which looked clean anyway) and feigned disgust. "Come on," Karen continued, "What are you waiting for?"

I brought my finger to my nose and sniffed it. There was very little noticeable scent, but I felt like being difficult. "I dunno," I said. "Would you," I asked as I brought my finger up to Karen's nose.

"Oh now you're really gonna get it!"

"OK OK," I said as I brought my finger to my lips and sucked the length of it. I could definitely taste something, but it wasn't in any way foul, as you'd expect considering where that finger was moments ago.

"Oh you're not getting away that easy anymore," Karen said, then her eyes flashed as she obviously had an evil thought. She turned around and grabbed the bar again and spread her legs wide before looking over her shoulder. "Lick it!"

"With pleasure," I said to her as I slowly dropped to my knees and rested my hands on Karen's skinny hips. I pulled her cheeks apart and swirled my tongue around on her pink little rosebud. If it wasn't already iron rigid I felt a surge flow to my penis as I orally serviced Karen's lovely little anus. After slipping my tongue right into her a few times I licked and sucked for all I was worth till I felt that if Karen's little butthole was dirty before it sure as hell wasn't anymore. The flavor I tasted before was definitely stronger now, but still not unpleasant. The best way I could describe it would be spicy and pungent.

Feeling satisfied with a job well done I stood back up and gave Karen's right cheek a playful slap. Karen let out a little squeal as she turned and glared at me.

"OK, love, I think we should get going now if we want to catch that movie," I said. "Here." I grabbed the pink thong, knelt down and held it out in front of her. Karen steadied herself on my shoulder as she stepped into the thong and I pulled it up for her. I grabbed her skirt out of the bag and passed it to her. Karen pulled off the tag and pulled the skirt up to her waist. Her back was facing me so I stepped up behind her and wrapped my arms around her before placing a kiss on the top of her head. Karen cooed as I held her close while kissing her.

"Alright, I'm ready," Karen said.

"Think I'm going to wash my hands," I told her.

"Not a bad idea," she replied. "Oh hey, I think you could use this, too, Karen continued as she reached into a pocket of her dress. She pulled out a tin of breath mints and tossed them my way. I let out a laugh as I popped two of the mints into my mouth, then handed the tin back to her. "Oh hey, let me make sure the coast is clear before you come out, OK?"

"Good thinking," I agreed as we walked towards the door. Karen slipped out and just a moment  later she peeked her head back in to tell me the coast was indeed clear. The two of us walked hand in hand out towards the car, Karen holding the Old Navy bag which now carried her blue dress.

I heared a woman's voice call out behind us. "Ohh this must be your daughter," I spun around  and saw the helpful woman who picked out the tampons for Karen.

"Oh, yeah, this is Karen," I said as I spun her around. "Karen, you can thank this sales  person for getting you the right tampons.

"Oh, thanks," Karen called out. "It took a bit of work to get it in, but all is good now.  BYE!" After saying that Karen and I shared knowing glances and turned back towards the door.  After we exited the building Karen broke out in laughter and I couldn't help but join in.  "Could you just imagine what she'd think if she knew where your finger was five minutes  ago," Karen asked me.

"Ha! No kidding," I agreed. I opened the passenger side door and before lettting Karen in I  quickly cleaned the seat up with the wet wipes. Then I let Karen in and closed her door.  After walking around the car I let myself in as well. "So, how about that movie," I asked as I dropped the car into gear and took off.

Thanks for reading. If you have any comments send them to lunchboxnazi@hotmail.com (I figure I should explain the email addy, I play Axis a lot in Enemy Territory, a WWII first person shooter.)