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A Cautionary Tale

By Romany	

(M/g)

�I have a favor to ask,� Carmel said sliding onto the couch
beside Wilf.

�Oh yeah?� he said with a grin; suspicious of what his wife was
about to ask him.

�Beth has asked me to join her in the city tomorrow,� Carmel
began, looping an arm around his neck.

�And?� he asked looking at her suspiciously.

�I can get the day off work�I�ll get Rita to bump my appointments
to Wednesday�but Beth has a problem with Lou,� she said,
nervously fiddling with the button on his polo shirt.

�So�what does that have to do with me?� he asked cautiously,
studying her face; knowing there was a catch to come.

�Well�you have tomorrow off,� she began. �And as Lou hates
shopping�in fact she�s a bit of a drag so Beth says�I said you
might look after Lou while Beth and I are in the city,� she said
holding his gaze.

�Oh Carmel no,� Wilf exclaimed in exasperation. �I�ve got stuff
to do to the deck,� he whined. �What am I gonna do with a twelve
year old girl?�

�But that�s perfect,� She said quickly. �You have stuff to do and
Lou can just stay in the house�watch TV, bring her games console
with her�whatever. She needn�t be a problem to you. Just give her
lunch and she�ll look after herself,� his wife said trying to
make it sound simple.

It sounded easy. He had no hard reason to dig his toes in and
refuse given the way Carmel laid out the scenario. The kid would
be largely self-contained but under his supervision. He lost the
brief argument and Beth and Ron Kaufman�s preteen daughter Louise
was to stay with him for the day while Carmel and Beth rode the
train into the city for the day. Carmel had even suggested he
could go over to Kaufman�s and use their pool if the weather got
too hot, as it was forecast to do.

Next morning Beth arrived about eight-fifteen with Louise and
they all had a brief discussion whereby Beth outlined to Lou she
was not to disturb Wilf with his work and Carmel briefed both
Wilf and Lou on the fixings for sandwiches for their lunch. Wilf
stood feeling somewhat foolish the two women had trapped him into
being a defacto babysitter and Lou looked decidedly dejected she
was being baby sat at all in the middle of summer break. Wilf saw
the rather morose look on the girl�s face and decided they were
both being conned together, and as such, she was as much a victim
of the women conniving as he felt he was. After Beth and Carmel
had left for the train station, Wilf briefly chatted to Louise,
or Lou as she liked to be known, as they set up her PS2 on Wilf
and Carmel�s fifty-six inch flat screen TV in the living room of
the big house. He showed her the small fridge in the garage with
soda and dropped a large pack of chips at her feet as she sat on
the couch. As he watched her boot the PS2 and set a game up, he
noted she had had a growing spurt since he last took any notice
of her. Her legs which once were skinny with knobby knees had a
new elegance about them. And her pretty grade school face now
showed the latent beauty of what she might look like as she
matured into a teenager. She wore a baggy plain lemon-colored tee
shirt and loose fitting white short shorts; her clothing hiding
any hint of her figure. In essence, she looked like any young
girl yet to reach puberty, and bloom. What he did notice was that
she perked up noticeably after Carmel and Beth left. He put that
down to her being a typical pre-teenager and being moody around
her mother.

Wilf had been married before and had three kids; two girls and a
boy. Cathy, the younger of his two daughters, was now sixteen and
his most recent experience of a girl�s passage through puberty;
albeit some four years back now. He�d split from his first wife
Marie when Cathy was fourteen, her sister Sara was sixteen and
his son Josh was nearly nineteen. He thought briefly about the
breakup which left him somewhat bitter and angry when he learned
of his wife�s affair. She�d married the guy and seemed happy so
it seemed to justify her infidelity, without removing the
occasional pang of remorse when he stopped to reminisce. Now it
all seemed so long ago yet there was still some residual damage.
Cathy was still at home with Marie and new husband in Philly; his
older two now at College, with Josh ready to graduate. He and
Carmel had been married fifteen months; this was her first
marriage and she was in her early forties. They had no plans for
kids. Just as well as Wilf had had a vasectomy after Cathy was
born; never knowing his life would change when Marie�s affair
became known. He often wondered how Carmel would react if he were
able to father a child with her. Carmel had a thriving business
as an eye doctor and most of what they enjoyed of middle class
affluence came from Carmel�s practice. While Wilf had a buoyant
contracting business, his work was driven by the state of the
economy and tended to be peaks and troughs as went the economy.
So Carmel was the steady fixed income that had brought them this
nice large house in a new area, and two very nice cars in a late
model Corvette, and BMW X5 that Carmel drove. There was also an
older truck that Wilf used as his work vehicle.

Wilf began the morning by working under the new deck he had built
at the rear of the house, off the kitchen area. There had been a
slipup in the layout of the poles that supported the deck and he
had to insert two more at the edge, after the fact. They were
integral to the extension he had planned that would see a lower
deck level that ultimately would surround a swimming pool yet to
be planned and installed. The pool being a longer term plan for
the property. He was digging the holes to slide the poles into;
to stand up straight, and then lift gradually to come up under
the main beam which at the front of the deck away from the house.
As he worked with the post-hole hand auger, he sweated from the
heat of the morning and his exertions and soon stripped his polo
shirt. His body glistened as he worked. He did not hear Lou
approach.

�How�s it going?� she said, and he jumped as her voice startled
him.

His first reaction was one of embarrassment that he was
bare-chested and his canvas baggy shorts were riding low on his
hips. He glanced self-consciously at his stomach and felt he
should have worn a better fitting pair of shorts or at least a
belt to hold them higher on his hips; as his ample thatch of
pubic hair to the navel was obvious. He saw the girl glance at
his lower abdomen and he felt foolish it must look kind of rude.

�Oh�Lou�you startled me,� he said with a nervous chuckle. �It�s
going OK�he explained. Dig the two holds and slide those poles in
to stand up,� he said indicating the poles lying below them on
the gentle sloping yard.

�You look hot,� she said, seemingly ignoring his attempt to
explain the task, and her eyes flicked back to his shorts waist.

Wilf felt a flush of pride the girl was interested in his naked
torso. He stared at her noting she�d tied her long brown hair up
at the back and it made her look a little older. The loose top
and shorts she wore did nothing to show her figure, and despite
the good feeling her stare had given him, he did not see the kid
as sexual in anyway. Why should he? He�d fathered two daughters
and nurtured them through puberty. How could he see a
prepubescent girl as anything other than a protective fatherly
way? But of course he was no different to most men; sexy young
girls were to be looked at, even if not to be touched. Any sort
of improper behavior was something that as a father, he abhorred.

�Do you feel like a swim?� she asked and walked to the nearest
post hole and looked down into it.

�Ah�well I have this hole I�m digging to finish,� he said. �Maybe
after that�before I stand the poles in the holes,� he added. �But
you can if you want to go on without me.�

�Nah I can�t,� she said quickly looking back at him; her eyes
immediately going to this lower belly. �I have to have an adult
present �cos I�m under sixteen,� she added. �County law,� she
said reminding him it was illegal to let minors swim unsupervised
in private pools.

�Ah�forgot about that,� he added.

He should have remembered. Installing pools was part of his
general contracting portfolio and he knew the laws well.

�I�ll wait,� she said seeing him glance back at the unfinished
hole; sensing he wanted to finish it as he had said.

Wilf felt a little self conscious as she sat on the grass to his
right and watched as he turned the hand auger back and forth.
Worming deeper into the clay soil and lifting the dirt up as it
went deeper. He toiled for another fifteen minutes or so and she
sometimes commented on his progress as she watched the process
with genuine interest. A couple of times he glanced at her and
blushed as he realized she was sitting to one side facing him
with her knees up and slightly parted. It was the first glimpse
of the gentle swell of her crotch in the plain white shorts. That
coupled with the expanse of leg she showed caused him to start to
think about her and the stage of her physical development as he
twisted the auger back and forth to dig the hole deeper. His own
two girls were quite pretty but not the beauty Lou hinted to be.
Cathy and Sara�s passage through puberty was rather uninspiring
to Wilf. Being as they were a little heavy, the emergence of
their boobs was somewhat masked by their rounder bodies. They
were through the awkward stage quickly and he missed the subtle
changes that saw them emerge as teenagers. Little fuss and few
problems for him and his ex-wife. Both his daughters were bright
and personable and not the types of girls to be self-centered and
vain. Louise Kaufman was a different type of girl. Somewhat
spoiled and a little flaky, being as she was a late�in-life, only
child to Beth and Ron who were in their fifties. There was a
sadness about her and Wilf often thought it was because she had
no brother or sister, and her parents were quite conservative and
staid with her.

Before he had barely finished the last hole, Lou stood up and
waited patiently for him to leave his work; signifying impatience
to get back to her place for a swim. He glanced at her and
blushed realizing she was somewhat fixated with his body. He
reached for his polo shirt and smiled awkwardly at her as he
covered his upper body as he put it on.

�Let�s have that swim,� he said with a grin.

Back in the house, he deviated briefly upstairs to get his
swimming shorts. As he gazed into his drawer he saw the pair of
black Speedos Carmel had given him as a Valentine�s Day joke
present, along with a red satin thong. He�d never worn either
garment except once to complete the joke for her; making a
laughable and somewhat obscene display in both skimpy garments.
As he dithered selecting his practical boxer-type swim shorts,
his hand strayed and he picked up the Speedos and looked at them.
On an impulse, he grasped them firmly and slowly shut the drawer.
He shucked his canvas shorts and sweaty undershorts and pulled on
the Speedos. They looked tiny and his cock and balls looked
disproportionately large in the skimpy swimwear.

�What are you playing at?� he muttered as he selected another
pair of cargo shorts in place of the work shorts he�d been
wearing to dig the holes.

Ignoring his own question, he changed into the Speedos and the
cargo shorts, and removed the sox he wore in the work boots he�d
left out on the deck when he came into the house, and slipped on
a pair of flip-flops. He met Lou at the bottom of the stairs and
together they walked across the turning circle at the top of
their dead-end street and onto Beth and Ron�s front yard.
Unlocking the front door, Lou led him through their house and out
back to the pool.

�I�ll get my bathing suit,� she said cheerily and skipped back
into the house.

Upstairs in her bedroom, Lou went through a similar thought
process as Wilf had, about what swimwear she would wear. She had
three one-piece bathing suits that she had accrued as she grew
older, all of which would fit with a pinch despite her recent
growing spurt which was really just her getting taller; perhaps a
little fuller around her butt. Then there was her single bikini
which was really quite conservative and demure. Essentially it
was a small top with ties, and bottoms which were more like
tightish shorts; without the high cutaway leg of more risqu�
designs. A little girl�s bikini to preserve modesty. None of her
swimsuits was very inspiring now she felt she was older and more
developed. She chose the bikini, thinking about Wilf�s bare chest
and the pubic hair she�d seen at his exposed navel. At leas this
way she could show of her bare back and tummy. As she changed she
paused after removing the plain white training bra she wore and
cupped her small breasts. They were more developed than her loose
tee shirt had revealed. She pinched the nipples as she had
recently started to do and smiled noting them stiffen; becoming
increasing fascinated with her changing body. She put the bikini
top on and adjusted it as best she could try to accentuate her
little buds that she was quite proud of. She frowned noting the
top looked baggy despite her trying to accentuate her small
breasts. Next she shucked her shorts and panties and stood
briefly and run her hand down her lower abdomen and over her
pubis feeling the light silky hair that was almost invisible. She
thought about Wilf�s thatch and thought he must be incredibly
hairy there. She pulled on her bikini bottoms and stood for a
minute or two trying to arrange the legs which were firm around
her upper thighs. She run her fingers around the leg-holes
shaping the crotch and pulling the material taut to accentuate
her pubic mound. Resigned to the fact the bikini bottoms were
essentially tight shorts offering little glamour to her body, she
abandoned any further attempt to make herself more appealing. She
had no reason to try and make her body more visible other than
wanting Wilf to see she was growing up, though she wasn�t quite
sure if it was important to him at all. It just seemed she had to
make him look at her like she had come to notice some men did
when her nubile body was a little more obvious. Like the times
when she was walking to the bus in her school uniform or in the
supermarket or mall with her mother. It gave her a strange
feeling and she liked it when she noted male heads turn to look
at her.

Wilf had already slid into the pool by the time Lou returned.
He�d swam the length of the short pool a couple of times and he
was standing immersed to his shoulders thinking Lou�s suggestion
was a good one. The water was warm yet refreshing on his body
after the exertions of his work. When she came out onto the pool
surround he did a double take seeing her body in the light blue
bikini. From his angle looking slightly up at her approach the
far end of the pool, he noted the vee of her crotch and also
could tell the top showed pert little bumps her tee shirt had
disguised, despite the top looking a size too big for her. For
the first time she looked like just as she was; a twelve year old
girl on the cusp of puberty. Far more attractive and elegant than
his own girls had been at the same age. Lou smiled warmly noting
he was already in; pleased she had suggested they come over for a
quick dip to cool off. Releasing the knot in he rhair so it fell
down across her shoulders, she dived in and swam towards him.

�Cool,� she said as she surfaced in front of him and then glanced
down quickly.

The force of her shallow dive had pulled the baggy top down off
her small boobs. She gasped audibly in shock at the material
caught under her breasts and quickly turned away with a nervous
squeal and pulled the top back up.

�I don�t think that bikini is meant for diving,� Wilf laughed,
trying to make light of the girl unwittingly flashing her tits at
him.

�Omigod,� she spluttered in embarrassment and then giggled as a
nervous reaction to her unintended nudity.

She regained her composure and turned to look at him with her
face red from embarrassment, but she was grinning at him.

He chuckled but made no more of the accident with her swim wear.
They squatted shoulder deep in the water and eventually her
embarrassment subsided.

�This is great Lou,� Wilf said. �Good suggestion.�

She nodded and as he pushed past her to stroke his way to the
other end, she turned and followed in a lazy ragged breaststroke.
Her eyes widened as she saw the white of his buttocks and the
black skimpy Speedos at his butt crack and she blushed yet
pressed on behind him. As he got to the far end which was the
shallow end, he stood up and wiped his face and his bald shaved
head clear of the water. Lou�s eyes widened further as he was
standing with the water coming up to his crotch and she saw the
mass of pubic hair on his entire lower abdomen and then she gazed
at the pronounced lump of his cock and balls in the skimpy
Speedos. She was already close to being with him and felt she
could not stop and shy away in embarrassment as her intent to
join him at that end was clear. Wilf noted her checking him out
and after he was sure she�d got a good look, he lowered himself
in the water and squatted; disguising his crotch in the water to
ease her embarrassment. For the next ten minutes or so, they
moved aimlessly around the pool. Lou was careful about standing
up quickly in case the bikini top filled with water and pulled
down with the sudden upward jerk, but Wilf made no attempt to
conceal his provocative swim suit; feeling a lascivious thrill as
he saw her stare at his basket. Lou quickly assimilated the man�s
balls and the tube of his penis the times he stood up, before
launching himself back along the pool. At one point he came up
behind her in the water and picked her up and tossed her forward
so she splashed and bobbed under and surface with giggles of
glee. Her father would never indulge this playfully with her.

�Do that again,� Lou yelled happily.

He repeated the grab and toss and soon they were cavorting
happily as the man seemingly acted like a good parent in playing
with a child. But as he grabbed her he became more physical and
Lou quickly felt the lump of his cock against her body as he
grabbed her to toss her along the pool. Surging past where she
landed, to grab her and toss her back. The two were laughing and
Lou was genuinely enjoying his attention, noting the increasing
instances of Wilf shoving his groin against her butt or hip, or
thigh. She did nothing to avoid the contact, now clearly knowing
he was grinding against her deliberately. In fact she started to
twist herself quickly in anticipation to feel the lump against
her butt and soon his hands loosely strayed over her small boobs.
On a couple of occasions his forearms dragged the top down and
she quickly pulled the top back up over her bare breasts as she
crashed down in the water after he playfully tossed her.  Man and
girl not fully understanding why they were doing this; both
knowing the not-so-subtle sexual contact was wrong. It came such
that eventually Wilf did not throw her but instead gripped her
from behind and dragged her bikini top down and his hands closed
over her small nubbins as he shoved his now erect cock against
her butt. He had lost any sense of decorum with the girl and was
now aroused by the availability of her young body. All sense of
moral responsibility driven from his mind by an unfamiliar,
almost scary, desire to grope the kid. For her part Lou stood
passive, expectant, and her heart pounding with excitement as her
neighbor�s seemingly accidental exposing of her breasts gave way
to Wilf bringing his face close into the crook of her neck and
shoulder as he fondled her naked breasts and slowly pushed his
erect cock against her tight butt. She did not repel him but
stood as he played with her breasts and nipples; their two bodies
pressed tight together.

�Down the end,� he said brusquely near her ear, and he steered
her to the shallow end.

On reaching the end wall he turned her around and took her hand
and pushed it down to his crotch as his other hand pushed the
skimpy Speedo waist clear of his cock and balls. Lou let out an
audible gasp and her eyes opened wide as she felt his hand push
hers to the cock now sticking obscenely out the top of the
Speedos. The large mushroom head was poking just above the water
like a turtle�s neck in a pond.

�Touch it,� Wilf instructed urgently and made her wrap her
fingers around it.

Lou glanced at him with a sense of apprehension but had little
choice but to obey given his hand clamped her fingers around the
large thick fleshy tube.

Wilf gave Lou a rapid lesson in jacking a cock. The little girl
stunned by what she held in her hand unsure of how to repel his
rude advances.

�Up and down,� He panted. �Jack it up and down,� and he coached
her with his hand.

Eventually he was satisfied she had the hold and a sense of
rhythm and he let her hand go and fondled her small breasts.
Pinching and tweaking the nipples and staring at them fascinated
by their shape and size; small yet seemingly perfect. Lou was
under his spell. The feel of the cock in her hand coupled with
his obvious enjoyment and excitement of her had in turn
captivated her as she jacked him diligently; her initial fear and
apprehension rapidly evaporating and now being replaced with
excitement. After a few minutes of her jacking his cock, Wilf
moved her to the corner of the pool that was wider, breaking the
shape of the rectangle to allow the steps which were
semi-circular slabs from bottom to top.

�Up here,� he gasped and he swung his butt around and sat back on
the second top step with his knees apart and pulled her towards
him.

Lou was standing on the bottom leaning forward between his knees
and holding his cock firmly. Allowing her to get used to the new
position, he took her shoulders and sat on the last step covered
in water while she jacked him. The girl�s face was now a picture
of intent as she became increasingly familiar with his erect
cock. His hands slid off her shoulders and he clasped his fingers
behind her neck as she leaned forward. He slowly pulled her
towards him and down. Lou realizing his want as the cock in her
hand loomed large before her face. The cock was right at her
mouth and with a look of apprehension, tentatively and with some
reluctance, she opened her mouth and took the cock-head between
her lips. While he hadn�t used all out force, Wilf had directed
her to this new position. The girl felt compelled suck him by the
pressure she was now under. For the next ten minutes, Wilf
coached the girl to suck cock as she jacked him. Lou�s mind was
awhirl with a mixture of shock and wonderment at the feel of the
cock in her hands and mouth. Wilf coaxed her on and by the time
the girl realized he was going to cum, it was to late. He held
her head captive and she was trapped as Wilf cried out and began
cumming in her mouth. Lou tried to cry out to stop him but the
cock was lodged in her open mouth stifling her guttural cry of
objection. The semen pulsed against the kid�s throat and she
tried to twist away. She slumped back off her feet and he had to
support her to keep her mouth on him and keep the pleasure at a
maximum. She did finally get her mouth off the cock and the last
spurts of his ejaculation splattered her lower lip and chin.

Lou was kneeling on the second bottom step and Wilf had his upper
body back against the top step as he lay back panting and gasping
in enjoyment at the release; still with his hands loosely around
her neck. Lou eased back bobbing under his clasped hands and
immersed her face in the water; spitting out the residue of semen
in her mouth. Bringing a hand to her mouth under water and wiping
it frantically to rid herself of the semen he�d splashed there.
She slowly moved down to the bottom of the pool so her head was
barely above water as she kneeled before him

�That was great Lou,� he gasped with a goofy grin on his facer.
�Absolutely magic.�

It was faint praise to Lou as she was now less than comfortable
with what had happened. Jacking him was OK. She knew it was wrong
but his cock fascinated her. But the forceful nature of the oral
sex had robbed her of the excitement she was feeling. As she
kneeled on the pool floor Wilf sat forward and stood up. To her
horror he pulled the Speedos off completely and threw them on the
poolside. He stood towering over her with his massive ball sac
and cock which was still hard jutting up from the mass of curly
hair on his groin. He took his cock and pulled at it obscenely.

�Stand up Lou,� he said holding eye contact to impress his want.

Reluctantly the girl stood and he urged her up towards him. She
slowly walked up the steps and when she was close enough, he took
her head in hand and directed her face towards the erection.
Reluctantly Lou opened her mouth and accepted the head of the
cock and instinctively, lightly swirled it with her tongue. He
made her suckle him for a minute or two and then allowed her to
remove her mouth and he pulled her up onto the pool surround. He
held her shoulders and looked down at her.

�You were great,� he repeated and gently fondled her shoulders.

Wilf looked around and saw her towel she had dropped with his own
towel.

�Let�s dry off,� he said brightly, trying to remain casual and
bright to calm her; noting she was obviously somewhat
overwhelmed.

He guided her across to the towels and she picked hers up and
gratefully covered herself in pretense she was drying her bare
chest and stomach and easing the bikini top back over her breasts
inside the towel covering her from his eyes. They dabbed and
patted at their bodies which were drying quickly due to the heat
of the mid-morning sun. Lou stood trying to avoid looking at
Wilf�s nudity, despite being somewhat interested in what she had
previously had full view of. He was satisfied he was dry first,
being he was mostly out of the water when she blew him. Lou still
dabbed at her body, trying to keep the towel over most of her
body. He realized what she was doing and believing she had dried
herself sufficiently, he reached for her towel and made her move
it away from her body. She stood feeling trapped as he lifted the
bikini top down once more and pulled gently at each nipple in
turn. Her body betrayed her pensive feeling as the nipple
stiffened as he alternated between each nipple in turn. He
studied her face and knew she was now somewhat unhappy about what
had happened. He should have stopped here. Thrown himself at her
feet even, and begged her forgiveness for this gross abuse, and
his act of betrayal to her parents and Carmel. But he was now
almost drugged by the feeling of power and control and his
interest in her burgeoning nubile body.

�Take the top off,� he said and tugged at a shoulder tie of her
top.

Lou slowly and reluctantly slid the ties off her shoulders but
did not remove the top. Instead she pushed it down over her
stomach. He stood playing with her breasts; his cock bobbing hard
in front of her.

�Take the cock,� he directed quietly.

His tone was such that Lou obeyed and took the cock loosely in
her hands.

�Do you like that?� he asked with a sly smile, after she had
jacked it for awhile.

�It�s big,� she said weakly; feeling trapped by the situation.

He grinned at her.

�Let�s go upstairs�to your room,� he said smiling at her to try
and keep her calm.

He moved them both upstairs, Lou�s feet feeling like lead weights
as Wilf guided her up the stairs and followed her to her room.
The little girl had barely got to her bed when he lifted her
under the arms and eased her onto her back on her bed, her
still-wet hair splayed out from her head on the bedcover. She lay
back with a feeling of dread and her worst fears were realized as
he tugged at the bikini bottoms and pulled them roughly from her
hips and down her legs. She stiffened in attempt to make it hard
in a forlorn hope he would sense she did not want this and stop.
But he pulled the bottoms off her ankles and feet and threw them
on the floor. He did not bother with the bikini top still hooped
around her waist. Without hesitation he pushed her knees apart
and quickly pushed his face between her legs. Lou flushed in
shame he had exposed her so crudely but then her eyes opened wide
as she felt his tongue slide up her juvenile sex. She lay back
with her head raised off the bed and looking down at Wilfs shiny
shaved head as his tongue slurped and ravaged her slit. Her eyes
were wide and bright and after a few minutes of suckling her, Lou
allowed her head to ease back to the bed and she lay and looked
down her body. This was actually nice. Despite the fact he had
opened her most secret and intimate place, his obvious enjoyment
of her and the nice feeling that was beginning to course through
her young body was actually quite tolerable.

Wilf indulged himself. Her body smelled of the chorine from the
pool water which robbed him of the smell of her sex that he would
otherwise have anticipated. But the taut body tone and perfection
of the girl�s sex  was intoxicating and as he literally salivated
over her, he used the growing wetness from the saliva to gently
insinuate a finger into the girl�s tight vagina. Wilf was
considerate and gentle and after several minutes of fingering, he
had the thickest middle finger of one hand inserted to the second
knuckle. As he crouched over her Wilf�s erection dragged gently
across the bedcover ensuring he stayed rock hard. After a felt he
had suckled her enough, he lifted his head.

�Cold cream,� he said looking at her.

She screwed her face up quizzically.

�Do you have cold cream?� he asked, looking around her room at
focusing on the dresser against the wall.

�Um�mom and dad�s room�mom�s dresser,� she said weakly, wondering
what he was getting at.

�Stay there,� he said firmly, holding eye contact to enforce his
instruction, and he suddenly vanished from her room.

She lay there feeling confused about what he was doing. Conscious
she was lying with her legs dangling over the side of the bed and
her sex open and dewy following his recent oral attention; her
mind trying to make sense of what had happened. He appeared with
the jar of cold cream Beth used to remove make up, and unscrewing
the top he slid his fingers in and came out with a large dollop
of the white gel.

�This is a little cold,� he said quickly and pushed his fingers
at her sex.

She jumped and hissed in reflex at the cold cream against her sex
and a feeling of dread returned. She realized what the cold cream
was for as he deftly worked it into her with his fingers. She
shut her eyes tight and clamped her bottom lip in her teeth.

�Oh God not this,� a voice in her mind yelled. �Make him stop,�
the voice said in alarm.

Wilf greased her with copious amounts of Beth�s cold cream and
when satisfied she was sufficiently smeared with the gel, he
wiped the residue over his cock. Standing back between her spread
knees and leering at her as he pulled and tugged at his cock
obscenely; working the cold cream over it to make it slippery.
Lou did not see this crude demonstration of Wilf�s lust as she
lay with her eyes tight shut dreading what she now saw as
inevitable. He took her virginity. Took his cock in hand and
touched it to her greasy sex and dragged the head crudely back
and forth, easing down under her crotch so he pushed the head
against the slicked vaginal opening. The initial penetration came
quickly. He was able to push at least half way in, still standing
on the floor leaning into her. The last inches were more
difficult but he took it gently, well aware she was a virgin.
Eventually after about three or four minutes of slow in-out
movements, after meeting an obstacle to his entry, Wilf punched
through the girl�s hymen causing her to cry out and her eyes
filled with tears and she began sobbing.

�It hurts,� she wailed.

�Easy sweetie,� Wilf said with a feeling of alarm he had ripped
her badly.

Held himself still and after she seemed to calm down, he leaned
over her and slowly began the gentle in-out movements. She was a
reluctant virgin but eventually Wilf penetrated her nearly all
the way in. Adjusting his position as he crouched over her and he
slowly began to fuck her. Wilf fucked her for nearly ten minutes
and Lou lay almost rigid as he indulged himself. Her hands
clasped tightly across her breats as her neighbor plugged her.
His hands braced either side of her shoulders as his hips moved
obscenely and he slid in and out of her tight greased tunnel. He
came in a slow controlled manner. Gasping quietly so as not to
alarm her as he spewed forth in a few strong spurts as he emptied
his balls inside of her.

He stood buried in her for some two or three minutes, looking
down at the sadness in her face. He gently stroked her forehead
and face quietly whispering how beautiful she was and how she had
been �a big brave girl�. He slowly eased upright and pulled
himself out of her. He was still very turned on by the situation
and he had an urge to want to push into her mouth again. But he
resisted the urge to continue the dominance of the sex noting she
was now lying with her head turned away; not looking at him as
she lay with the scrap of blue bikini top around her midriff. He
tapped her shoulder and helped her sit up and then eased her off
the bed.

�Go clean yourself up,� he said quietly.

She sniffed and wiped her eyes and walked quickly to the door, as
much to flee him as to get something to wipe the wet feeling
between her legs. To her dismay he followed her to the bathroom
and she had to suffer the indignity of wiping herself with a
lanolin wipe as he hovered near watching her intimate ablutions.
Instead of leaving her he waited until she finished and flushed
the lanolin impregnated wipes and guided her back to her room and
motioned for her to dress. Lou dressed without wanting to look at
him and eventually she stood waiting to see what would happen
next.

�Come here,� he said and motioned her to him with his hand.

She reluctantly walked to him and he took her wrist and pushed
her hand on his semi-hard cock. She reluctantly wrapped her
fingers around it, but not as eagerly as she had previously done
at the poolside.

�Good girl,� he said stroking her dam hair.

He made her fondle and handle him and held her face so she had to
look at him.

�You like it�don�t you�my cock,� he said quietly, holding her
gaze.

His eyes seemed piercing into her brain and she had little option
but to nod weakly.

�It�s a big cock�big for you�but you took it�you did good,� he
said grinning at her.

Once more she nodded weakly. After a few minutes of her fondling
him Wilf�s cock was not growing appreciably as he�d cum twice in
short order so he let her take her hand away.

�Let�s go back to my house,� he said with a smile.

She nodded weakly and walked to her flip-flops and slid them on.
It was somewhat peculiar a grown man standing stark naked in her
room with his cock hanging thick yet not erect. He guided her
downstairs and out to the patio and pulled his shorts on without
putting the Speedos on. He stuffed the skimpy Speedos in a pocket
after he had put his shirt on and picked up his towel and hung it
around his shoulders.

�I�m hungry he said,� and looked at his watch.

It was barely eleven o�clock in the morning.

�Let�s have lunch,� he said brightly and she nodded dully at him.

He walked her through her house and out the front door and she
locked it after them. He guided her across the road, casually
glancing down the street to see if there were any neighbors out
in their front yards. He felt relieved the street was deserted.
Inside his house he guided her to the kitchen and for the next
thirty minutes, he chatted amiably with her as he made her a
sandwich. Lou did not feel like chatting or eating but went along
as best she could to try and add some normalcy to a situation
that threatened to overwhelm her. If someone had stood back and
framed him like a film director uses his hands to frame a scene,
Wilf would have been a normal chatty parent talking to a son or
daughter out of shot, as he prepared lunch. If the hands were
moved to frame Lou, the scene would be of a sad almost frightened
girl staring blankly at the food before her on a plate. The
overall scene seemed incongruous that Wilf could be so normal and
relaxed; seemingly oblivious to Lou�s so obvious unhappiness.

***

The consequences of the day did not strike Wilf until near three
o�clock the following morning. He woke feeling anxious and he lay
forcing his mind to explain to him why he felt this way. He
slowly recalled the events of the previous day with Louise
Kaufman and the anxiety began to build. Slipping from his bed,
leaving Carmel sleeping, he went to the bathroom and locked the
door. Standing in front of the mirror in his boxer shorts he
looked at the forlorn reflection of himself in the mirror. He was
a tall athletic man who carried himself with outward confidence;
yet he saw a person with slumped shoulders and a worried lined
face looking back. He pressed his palms flat on the sink bench
and pressed down and peered into the empty wash basin. Not
focusing but staring blankly. The tears came and he shuddered and
trembled as he tried to stop himself from bursting into crying as
he had done as a child. After a few minutes of standing this way
he slowly turned and let his butt sink to the floor; leaning back
against the vanity cabinet and covering his eyes with one hand as
slumped back and sobbed quietly.

�What have I done,� he sobbed into his hand; feeling overwhelmed
in grief as the full horror of what he had done to Lou hit him.

The responsible parent in him seemed to reappear nearly twelve
hours after the final act of indecency he subjected Lou to. The
girl did not touch her sandwich. He had eaten his heartily but
despite his urgings, she could not stomach the food. Instead of
calling himself to account, Wilf was in some frame of mind where
conscience and guilt had vanished. Before him, despite having
dressed in her sexless clothing once more, was a taut nubile body
he had deflowered and indulged himself with in her very own room.
The one place a twelve year old girl should be safe from sexual
deviants and predators. He ignored her obvious unhappiness and
had taken her from the kitchen with a sense of indignation at the
girl�s apparent lack of spark which she had displayed earlier.
He�d stripped her clothes from her body in one of the guest rooms
upstairs. He made her stand naked; holding herself protecting her
modesty in despair as he left the room and returned with a
plastic bottle of sex lubricant he and Carmel used. Carmel was
amoral and lubricated normally when aroused. The lube was
primarily used during the times they had a penchant for anal play
and preparation for a rather wicked black latex dido he used on
her, followed by intense anal sex once she was opened wide. They
usually had anal sex when Carmel�s period was still going but
lighter in flow. He would sodomize her with the cord of her
tampon visible as she eagerly welcomed his thick cock in her
bowels.

Wilf had laid the now trancelike Lou back naked on the bed having
stripped the cover back to the sheet. Greased the little girl�s
vulva and vagina after having indulged himself suckling her sex,
and penetrated her slicked vagina and fucked her a second time.
The gentleness of the deflowering now replaced by him seeing her
as a woman and fucking her more vigorously. The girl was blank
and unresponsive and lay unmoving as he buried himself deep
inside. Wilf�s cock was nagging irritatingly at the ragged
membrane inside her body. Lou lying clenching her fists at the
discomfort he was causing. He came loudly and once again snuggled
her and told her great she was. Lou remained indifferent to his
compliments. In his attempts at endearment he gleefully told her
about his vasectomy as this would make her cheer up. She hadn�t
even contemplated pregnancy given she had yet to have a period.
He lay holding the inert girl and after a rest he gently bullied
the girl to become more involved as he made her go down on him as
he lay back. Prodding and jabbing gently at her to guide her as
she labored with the big cock in her mouth. The fascination it
held now a distant emotion swamped by the feeling of dread that
now swamped her. He made her turn around over him and kneel with
her crotch against his face. He peered into her most intimate
place and prised her labia apart with his thumbs as he looked
into her vagina. He lightly stroked her anus and pulled her
crotch to his face and reveled in her naked sex. He coaxed the
little girl to crouch forward facing down his body and
reluctantly she clutched the thick cock. Sucking unconvincingly
at it and wishing she were anywhere else. He turned her round and
made her squat over his lower abdomen as he greased her sex and
his cock and then instructed her to mount him. The little girl
easing back over his groin as she was made to hold his cock and
she slowly lower herself down; guiding the bullet head to her
greased and dilated vagina. She was now quietly weeping
continually as she followed his directions. He pulled her down
hard and humped up and Lou�s weeping changed to a short period of
sobbing as she felt the big cock thud up deep inside of her once
more. Wilf was holding her around the waist and driving firmly up
and into her. After she was fully engaged he sat up and embraced
Lou so her head hung over his shoulder as he fucked her while
hugging her to him. They remained this way for eight or nine
minutes; Wilf speeding up and then slowing down as he got close
to cumming. Lou�s sobbing fading to gentle weeping and occasional
sniffling as he fucked her. Eventually Wilf rolled her onto her
back without slipping out and fucked her until he cum hard in the
missionary position. Drawing out the inevitable and rearing back
on his knees and lifting her legs; holding them wide for several
minutes as he indulged himself. And then the delicious flood of
release as he came hard a third time that day.

He left her alone for the rest of the day. Instructing her to
wipe herself clean and dress and leaving her in the lounge to sit
motionless and reflect on the gravity of what she had unwittingly
let herself in for at her pool. Not that she could have done much
to stop him but in her naive way she saw her interest in his
body, naked to the waist as he worked, as being the catalyst for
her everything that followed. She had been taught to jack, suck
and fuck in the space of an hour that morning; losing her
virginity on the way. Beth and Carmel had arrived home near five
o�clock. They found Wilf out on the deck with a beer, having
clearly showered and changed from his work clothes. Louise was
curled up on the couch apparently asleep, and when Beth roused
the girl to go home, she seemed subdued yet nothing that aroused
any suspicion in Beth as the pair left for home. Carmel inspected
the site of Wilf�s work for the day and expressed surprise the
poles were in the newly dug holes but not braced up against the
main deck beam nor the holes filled around the pole bases, having
expected he would have completed the task. He simply said it had
got too hot and he�d do it early the next morning.

***

The poles remained untouched for some weeks as Wilf wrestled with
the enormity of what he had subjected young Louise to that day.
He slept badly and often slipped into the bathroom in the dead of
night and cried for the girl�s innocence he had robbed so
cruelly. It was a complete surprise when arrived home one evening
and Carmel told him of a serious situation in the Kaufman�s
house.

�Poor little Louise has had something of a breakdown,� she had
said gravely. �I�ve been over there after Beth called in state of
distress,� she added looking at Wilf.

Wilf felt the color drain from his face.

�What�s wrong with her,� he ventured to ask.

�Beth doesn�t know�but it started off as a simple matter of
chastising Lou for something small�and next thing the girls
rolling around on the carpet calling herself all of the names
under the sun,� Carmel said.

Wilf swallowed and felt sick. He had a bead feeling about this.

�What sort of names?� Wilf said, his voice on the verge of
cracking he was so worried.

�Oh really crude disgusting names,� Carmel said looking
uncomfortable.

�Like what?� he asked feeling worse by the second, yet he needed
to know what had happened.

�Well,� Carmel said still looking uncomfortable. �Like, whore and
slut and crude vulgar words like�referring to herself as a dirty
cunt and�oh I don�t know how to describe it,� she said struggling
to relate what Beth had gabbled at her as they waited for the
ambulance. �Like she was on some self-loathing course,� she
added. �God knows where she learned the language. She was raving
and hysterical and screaming the abuse over and over again,�
Carmel concluded despairingly.

�My God,� Wilf said, suppressing a sob.

He knew exactly what was behind it. As he had struggled with what
he had done, so to had young Lou; only clearly she saw herself as
to blame for what happened.

�Where is she now?� he asked almost wearily.

�Well once they couldn�t find anything physically wrong, they
took her to an emergency psychiatric doctor,� and Carmel paused
and touched his arm as she stared at him; �Beth says it has all
the symptoms of sexual abused�and she is releasing suppressed
trauma,� she said her eyes watering.

Wilf felt his shoulders sag and stared blankly at her.

�Poor little girl,� Carmel said weeping and came to Wilf to be
held.

Wilf held her and she cuddled in and wept for Lou and Beth. They
stood this way for a few minutes as Carmel regained composure and
eased back and looked up at Wilf�s face.

�Who would do that to a little girl?� she said her eyes still
filled with tears.

She lay her head on his chest and squeezed him.

�One thing�s for certain,� she said holding him tightly. �They�ll
find out who. These child psychiatrists are so good these days,
she�ll tell them�eventually.�

Wilf�s eyes filled with tears and he stood holding his wife,
fighting back the urge to sob.

***

The house has been on the market for six months with no takers.
The economy is flat and the offers have been slow and
insufficient. The place is kept neat by a landscaping company and
it is well presented. Out the back two poles stand under the deck
with the earth piled around the base; the holes not filled in and
packed hard to secure the poles. But ready for the new owner to
complete the preparation and extend the deck, with the
possibility of a pool perhaps. Across the road the Kaufman�s
seldom look at the house. They want to sell to but have had no
offers either. Lou sleeps in another room; too afraid to sleep in
her own room, the scene of much of her bad experience. She seldom
goes near their pool, and anyway it�s much colder now. She�s is
better. The counseling has been helpful and she�s accepting what
happened wasn�t her fault, despite still believing she could have
stopped it.

Neither Wilf�s children nor Carmel visit him. It�s hard where he
is as he�s considered the scum of the earth by the other inmates.
And even if his children or Carmel visited, he doesn�t know how
he could face them. Wilf is having treatment ordered by the court
and Carmel is also having therapy. Carmel lives with a sister and
the bright spark has gone. Wilf weeps for himself often. He�s
generally left alone as he�s quite formidable and so isn�t worth
taking on. But inside he�s hollow and afraid. This is the easy
part as he can hide away. One day he will be out and then the
sentence will really begin to hurt; he will do his penance until
the day he dies.


The End


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