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Chapter 1
   Rie finished putting on her makeup and checked the clock.  She was
running late.  Again.  She got up and made a beeline to the door, getting
out a quick goodbye to her boyfriend and scampering down the apartment
steps outside.  They had met on the internet years ago and, now both 34
years old, he had finally procured a job good enough to afford flying her
over to the States for a visit.  Coming from New Zealand it was not an
inexpensive plane ticket.  They hit it off pretty well, even deciding to
take the titles boyfriend and girlfriend despite the fact that in all
likelihood she would be returning home when her visa was up.  If things
went well enough, they would possibly look into something more permanent
down the line, but for the time being they were holding off on getting too
serious.  He had even encouraged her to date other guys at one point,
citing the fact that she was a little naive and the experience would do her
good.  She saw his point but told him it would be a little awkward dating
someone else while living in his house.
   The downstairs neighbor, Tyrell, was coming out of his apartment door
just as she hit the concrete landing, something that was not a rare
occurrence as they would meet there and make brief smalltalk a few times a
week.  They said hello but she quickly cut the conversation short, letting
him know there was no time to chat today.  He was a good 10 years younger,
which didn't prevent her from secretly finding him attractive.  If the
phrase "tall dark and handsome" ever applied to anyone, she figured it was
him.  Subconsciously she could feel his eyes on her backside as she made
her way down the concrete path.  Wearing a skirt was not something she had
ever done too much of, but working as a waitress/hostess at a local diner
required her to dress more provocatively than she normally would.  A medium
length black skirt and tight fitting t-shirt with the diner logo was the
standard for all the girls.  Her boyfriend frequently told her how much he
loved the outfit, and he had successfully delayed her departure to work for
a quick romp on more than one occasion.  He had recently gotten her to
realize that she was not fat, just a voluptuous girl that was a few pounds
overweight.  With a DD cup chest and a form fitting t-shirt, she was
equipped to routinely make more tips than any of her coworkers.  Even
Janet, who had a cup size close to hers and frequently went without a bra
to boot, could usually not match the earning power of the busty kiwi chick.
Her accent and slightly exotic skin tone - she was the daughter of one
white and one Maori parent - certainly helped matters too, but parading
around in public in a tight skirt and top for the first time in her life
was not only something she found a bit exciting, but she understood it was
the primary factor enabling her to make a good bit of money.
   Rie made it about halfway across the parking lot when she saw the beige
sedan moving toward her.  It was Ramón and the usual suspects, Marco and
Hector, coming to pick her up.  Ramón was the Puerto Rican waitstaff
manager who took her to and from work every day.  Marco was his younger
brother who worked at a bar near the diner.  Finally, Hector was their
younger cousin whose first 7th grade class every morning coincided almost
perfectly with when the rest of them passed by the junior high school on
their way to work.  Consequently Rie sat in the back with Hector as they
dropped him off and then headed to work themselves.
   She liked Hector, finding him to be smart and very mature for his age.
Although he had a very outgoing personality like his older cousins, his was
a more awkward charm rather than the cocksure swagger they exhibited. 
Hector freely admitted his crush on the older Rie, frequently asking to see
her outside of their short rides together.  She thought it was sweet how
his eyes would light up when she joined him in the backseat.  "Hey chica!"
he'd usually say and they'd begin to chat, usually a separate discussion
than the one going on in the front seat, for the 5-10 minutes it took to
get to his school.  Ramón and Marco would often joke about it after
dropping off the kid at school.  "When are you gonna give our boy Hector
his first thrill, eh?  You're killing him you know." She would laugh,
genuinely amused, but of course not seriously considering anything.  At
least not until the day before when Ramňn made the unexpected offer.  "So
Rie.  I need to ask you something", he said smiling in his loud bellowing
voice.  He spoke perfect English, unlike the other two who were close but
had obvious accents.  She was still in the backseat as Marco had gotten out
at his stop a few minutes before and they were parked in the diner lot. 
"As you know Hector really likes you.  Marco and I think it would be
something he'd remember for the rest of his life if you'd give him his
first kiss." She was startled by the unexpected request.  Her instinctive
mental response was "oh my god I can't do that!", although she didn't say
that, not quite anyway.  "I...I mean I...ca-", he interrupted before she
could finish.  "Don't worry, we're not asking you to do anything heavy with
him, just a little kiss.  It would make him pretty much the happiest kid on
the planet.  And that's no joke.  So what do you say?"
   She was flustered but not alarmed.  The way Ramón presented the query
with casual ease made her agree that while it was unexpected it wasn't any
huge thing.  Still she felt she couldn't agree to it.  "I don't....know",
was the best negative response she could muster.  "Babe, come on.  Do it
for the kid", he said with a grin, arm now on the back of the front seat as
he craned his head around to look at her.  "I'll tell you what.  I'll make
it worth your while".  He pulled out his wallet and removed some bills.  "A
hundred bucks.  What do you say?".  She laughed.  "I don't...", he
interrupted again.  "Okay, two hundred, you can have it right now", he
said. "All for about 5 seconds and an innocent peck on the lips.  Neither
you or me or anyone we know will ever make that much money so easily." He
held the money out to her.  She wasn't sure if it was the amount or Ramón's
persistence, but she surprised herself by reaching up and taking it.  "Okay
I guess I can't refuse that offer", she said with a laugh.  "Excellent. 
Thank you so much.  You don't know how happy this is going to make him. 
And don't worry.  I'll let him know he needs to initiate it, so it might
not happen for another year or two if he's not ready", he joked.  She
agreed and shook her head with rolled eyes.  The two proceeded to exit the
car and walk inside.  If Ramón had turned around for any reason he would
have seen Rie unable to hold back a slight smile.
   The next day when she got into the car, Hector grinned at her and slid
over into the middle seat instead of staying on his side as two normal
people in the back would do.  "Well this is new...", she joked with him,
knowing full well what was probably coming but not letting on.  He kept his
hands in his lap which was not a surprise.  Hector wanted her, she had no
doubt about that, but he was not the type to make any ungentlemanly
advances.  "I'm sorry", he happily explained, "I only get to see you for a
short 5 minutes a day.  I want to sit as close to you as I can." She
laughed and shook her head.  "Silly boy", she mumbled.  They made small
talk for a few minutes, like they usually did, and she soon realized she
had an unusual feeling in her stomach.  Butterflies.  And maybe even a
small bit of excited anticipation.  She was nervous, knowing he was almost
certainly going to make some type of move but having no idea when or
exactly how things would proceed, especially with the two in the front seat
observing.  That all worked itself out easily enough though.  The car came
to an unexpected slow down and she looked up and realized they had pulled
into the mall, a few blocks from his school.
   "Guys", Ramón bellowed, "We have to go inside for a few minutes to get a
few things." By "we" it was clear to everyone involved he meant himself and
Marco.  They parked and got out, and then she was alone with the boy who no
doubt was told of the opportunity he would have.  To make matters even more
interesting, Ramón had parked in the back of the lot, in one of the three
spots that was surrounded by tall hedges to the front and right, a long
stretch of empty parking lot to the back, and a recycling bin a few spaces
to the left that blocked the view of the storefront.  In short, they were
completely secluded barring someone else who had the desire to get their
daily exercise by parking in the back of the lot.  "So", he spoke up "you
ready to make that date with me?  I think I'm free this Friday", he joked.
She laughed and half shook her head.  "I told you.  I think I'm a little
old for you".  It was an exchange they'd had at least a half dozen times.
He shook his head.  "No no.  You're not.  You're exactly what I want", he
said in a youthful seriousness, putting his hand lightly on her arm to
emphasize his point.  Neither was smiling now as they looked at each other
in silence.
   She finally spoke a semi-rehearsed line.  "Hector I think you're a very
handsome and mature young man, and if I was your age believe me..." He
leaned toward her and gently put his mouth on hers.  She was startled
despite her previous knowledge that it was coming.  Still she didn't draw
back, thinking it was a pretty wonderful kiss although she was very careful
not to show it.  It lasted lasted about 5 seconds but felt 10 times longer
than that.  This time she was able to stifle a small smile, or at least she
thought so as she pressed her lips together to regain composure and
searched for something to say to begin putting some distance between them
and what just happened.  Before she could open her mouth his lips were back
on hers, this time his hand on her shoulder, pulling her gently into a
turned position square with him.  "Mmm", she objected, starting to pull
away just a bit.  He put his hand on her cheek, denying her request to
break off, urging her back to him and boldly turning it up a notch by
pressing his tongue into her mouth.  She allowed his tongue to slip past
her lips, figuring it wouldn't do too much harm to give him his passionate
kiss and then it would be over.  She began kissing back, deciding to take
control of it and show the novice boy how it was done.  They both came up
for air and she exhaled and chuckled.
   "You're a good kisser, Hector.  Are you sure you've never done this
before?", she joked with him, wanting to build his confidence level for
future encounters with girls his own age.  She thought it was over but he
wasn't done.  Saying nothing he moved his head back to hers and resumed the
previous action.  It felt right - or at least OK - and breaking off the
kiss didn't cross her mind.  As their tongues met in the middle of a very
passionate embrace, in the back of her mind she would let him tire out or
Ramón and Marco would be back soon; surely one or the other would end their
backseat affair.  It was sometime later that she realized she had lost
herself in the moment and things were going too far.  He was cupping the
bottom of her breast when he took her opposite hand and laid it on his
crotch.  Feeling what could have passed for concrete in his pants shocked
her back to reality.  "Hector", she whispered urgently, "We can't". 
Without waiting for any more talk he kissed her again and squeezed her
breast.
   Rie suddenly became aware that she was very aroused.  "What am I doing
here.  He's just a boy", she thought to herself, all the while returning
his mouth on mouth affection.  Allowing the embrace to continue she again
lost track of herself.  Hector had slipped a hand underneath her shirt and
was fondling a breast through the cotton fabric of her bra.  He had also
managed to unbutton his pants and she realized also apparently slip his
underwear down because he again took her hand, this time resting it
directly on his groin, her fingers directly touching his hardness.  It was
hot to the touch and she blushed, but she didn't look at it.  "Hector",
again she rebuffed him.  "We can't, hun".  Still, she went on kissing him,
later realizing how silly she must have looked telling him to stop but not
even bothering to move her hand off of him.  He began kissing her neck,
increasing her arousal before whispering in her ear.  "Chica, this is all
I've been thinking about for three months.  Will you turn around for me?"
   She knew instantly what he meant and could not oblige.  She shook her
head firmly and softly replied "No".  He wasn't giving up that easily. 
"How about...just lie down on your back then.  Here..." He gestured to her
where he wanted her on the seat.  Again she was definitive and unyielding,
this time moving her hand away from him.  "Okay", he said, appeasing her
with another kiss lest she decide to call a stop to their interaction
entirely.  He massaged her arm and eventually moved her hand back, this
time directly on him, her fingers draped over his balls.  She allowed this,
still not looking at what she was doing but able to feel a good bit of hair
down there as she slowly curled her fingers into a loose grip of his
erection.
   He was throbbing and she was astounded at how completely rock hard he
was.  His breathing was difficult but he was able to get his words out in a
whisper.  "Give it a kiss.  Just for a second then we'll stop.  Please", he
begged her.  She pressed her lips together in thought, then swiveled her
head, making sure the men weren't making their way back to the car.  The
coast was clear.  Perhaps she was partly naive enough to believe on the
surface that she could just grant his wish for a quick second and it would
be over, but somewhere deeper she understood if she started on what he was
requesting it could only have one possible outcome.  Still, maybe because
of the way he pleaded with her, she found her head moving forward in a
descending arc.  He leaned back, clearing the way for her.  The "SHIT I
CAN'T BELIEVE I'M DOING THIS" in her head quickly turned into something
else entirely after she got a good look at his organ.  She was momentarily
dumbfounded upon seeing just how big he was.  This was no boy after all. 
"This is a man", was all she could think to herself as she broke her
momentary pause above his full sized rod and dove in.  She placed a soft
peck on the side of the head, for some reason feeling compelled to follow
his request to the tee, before taking it into her mouth and wrapping her
lips around the shaft a few inches down.  She only managed a few head-bobs
before he started cumming.
   The first blast pelted its way into her throat and she choked, putting
her hand at the base of his cock to steady herself, wanting to keep her
mouth in place so she could take the rest of his load.  He exhaled a long
sharp sigh and moved his hand to the back of her head, ever so gently
pressing down.  He came for what seemed longer than it actually was,
shooting instead of dribbling spasm after spasm of hot sticky fluid into
her mouth.  It was all she could do to swallow a gulp here and there in
between the strong machine-like pulses.
   Finally he was finished and she drew herself off of him.  She looked at
him, wanting to see his reaction.  His head was leaned back on the top of
the seat, his eyes closed.  "Oh my god", he could barely speak.  She
chuckled.  "Hector?" she said.  His eyes opened and he came back to the
here and now.  He quickly zipped himself up and looked around, then to her.
"Don't worry.  I won't tell them.  Or anyone else", he assured her
earnestly, putting his hand on her upper arm and kissing her cheek.  She
blushed again and pulled a small compact from her purse to freshen makeup
and smooth hair.  There was no time for any further discussion as Ramón and
Marco appeared from behind the recycling bin.  They didn't ask how things
went and no teasing comments or jokes were made after Hector was dropped
off at school.  She figured they'd just ask him about it later.  That was a
huge relief, at least.
   Chapter 2
   Hector seemed to make good on his promise.  Things were pretty much
normal the next day in the car.  He had a bit of a new twinkle in his eye
when he looked at her (he scooted over toward the center seat a bit but not
as far as the day before) and after dropping the boy off Ramňn thanked her
and told her how happy it had made his cousin, but there was no indication
that anything other than an innocent kiss had taken place.  Hector did put
his hand on her outer leg softly while saying goodbye, and she got a small
shiver from his touch, but the men in the front would not have seen it.
   Friday, one of her days off, was the first day she spoke with him about
what had happened.  He came knocking on her apartment door around 10 in the
morning, a dozen roses in hand.  Her boyfriend had long since left for
work. "Well hello there, boy wonder", she greeted him at the door step.  It
was a nickname that had developed during one of their backseat chats. 
"Umm, shouldn't you be at school?", she asked curiously.  He told her it
was a parent teacher conference day; she couldn't tell if he was making it
up or not.  "Here.  These are for you, Chica." He held the roses out to
her. She smiled and accepted them, a little uneasily but flattered by the
gesture nonetheless.  She figured it was a reasonable display considering
she had given the boy his first blowjob a few days earlier.
   "Come on in", she welcomed him, fairly obligated to do so both by the
presentation of the gift and the fact that the presence of the flowers
alone might lead to any nearby onlookers getting the wrong - or in this
case the right - idea.  She found a vase in a kitchen cabinet and set the
roses in some water.  They sat down at the small dinette in back of the
sofa.  "Hector, what happened the other day...in the car..." she had tried
preparing a statement but that was really all she had come up with, and she
wasn't sure how to continue.  "Was wonderful", he interrupted.  They both
chuckled.  "Well it's just that...you got me a little worked up", she
continued.  "You're going to be very good at that kind of thing by the way.
And I lost track of things a little bit in the heat of the moment."
   "You don't have to worry at all.  I will never tell anyone.  It will
just be between us until I'm old enough for us to be together", he told her
in genuine sincerity.  She was taken aback a good bit.  He got out of his
seat and walked over to her.  When he approached her closer it was clear he
wanted to kiss her.  She held him back with a hand on his chest, not
wanting to indulge a single peck on the lips knowing full well how good he
was at progressing things.  "We can't", she said, and without thinking
added "not here." She regretted adding the last part, as it changed the
whole weight of the statement from "we can't do that" to "we just can't do
it here".  Maybe part of her meant the latter.  She wasn't sure.  But she
did mean it quite firmly either way and the boy seemed to understand.
   "Hun you're going to want to spend time with girls your own age.  It
wouldn't be fair to you for me to do anything that would stop that from
happening", she explained.  Finally a good rational explanation.  He wasn't
buying it though.  "If I want to, I will.  Okay?  But right now I don't
want to.  I want you and only you." He was clearly in love with her.  She
had no doubts about that, nor did she have any inkling of hope that
anything she could say would dissuade him from this position.  "Just think
about what I said, please", she urged him, "Whoever the prettiest girl in
your school is, I bet she would like to spend some time with you, and
believe me I have a hunch you would be in her league", she laughed.  It was
true.  He was handsome, mature, smart, and charming at an age when most
boys weren't.  He waved off her comments.  "Well you better get going.  I
have to take a shower and get ready to run some errands." Danger Will
Robinson.  Danger.  She didn't know why she explained to him about the
shower.  That was far from the best way to get rid of a horny male, but he
accepted it nonetheless.
   "Okay", he smiled.  "I will see you around then, hopefully sooner than
later.  Ehh, can I give you a kiss on the cheek?" She allowed it, giving
him an eye rolling type smile without actually rolling her eyes.  He left
and she watched through the peephole as he made his way down the steps,
scanning as much landscape as she could for anyone else out and about in
the area.  There was no one.  She began her way back to the bathroom and
stopped in the bedroom doorway, turning around and walking back to the
front door, locking it with a chuckle.
   Chapter 3
   Rie decided the feelings Hector had for her weren't going to be a bad
thing.  She was going to accept it graciously and saw no harm in being
flattered that a young boy would find her attractive.  Although he was well
underage, she understood his maturity and physical development were years
ahead of the norm and she truly felt what had happened wasn't morally
wrong. In some countries it would be fully acceptable for a male of his age
to begin a sexual relationship, she told herself.  Plus, he was going to
turn 13 in a few weeks, he enthusiastically told her as she climbed in the
back seat of the car on a cold Monday morning.  Would she come to the
party? Of course, she told him.  He grinned from ear to ear.
   The birthday party was on a Saturday, set to start at 7.  Around 7:45
Rie finished wrapping a gift and told her boyfriend she was going to head
over, asking him again if he wanted to join.  He cheerfully declined,
citing a football game on TV that he wanted to watch.
   Hector himself answered the door happily and showed her in.  She gave
him his present; it was a leather trifold wallet, and he thanked her and
led her inside.  There were more people than she expected.  Ramňn and
Marco, their girlfriends, 5 or 6 of Hector's friends, not to mention a good
assortment of other adults, most of whom were introduced as relatives.  Rie
had never asked about Hector's parents, although she had previously
gathered from bits of conversation that they lived in Puerto Rico while
Ramňn, Marco, and to a lesser extent their girlfriends, were responsible
for the boy's upbringing.  She had a few drinks and chatted with the adults
while the Hector and his friends watched TV and horsed around.  It was
around 9:30 when all four of Hector's guardians announced they had to leave
for another engagement.  Each hugged the birthday boy and left.  Ramňn
reminded him to lock the door before he went to bed.  The other adults who
had come to the party trickled out in a fairly steady stream.
   "Well it looks like the party's over, birthday boy", she told him.  Two
of his friends were left; everyone else had gone.  "Wait.  Don't go just
yet.  I have something I want to give you", he told her.  She sat down in
front of the TV and he brought her another wine cooler, her third in about
2 hours.  One of the friends left, Kevin, said goodbye and left.  "His ride
is going to be here soon", he pointed to the last friend, Anthony, another
Hispanic boy from Hector's class.  "Okay but I should probably get going
soon", she replied, getting up and walking to the kitchen.  It was about 10
minutes after she started cleaning up that Anthony, as promised, left to go
home.
   "It's just you and me now", he said casually and raised his eyebrows in
jest.  She laughed and turned back around to finish scrubbing the pan in
her hands.  Hector surprised her by silently closing the distance and he
put a hand on her upper arm, kissing her on the cheek.  "Thank you for the
wallet, Chica.  I will start using it tomorrow." He was a good few inches
shorter than her, but close enough that they were face to face as she
turned.  "You're welcome, boy wonder", she said and smiled, trying to
mentally prepare herself to hold him at bay if he moved in to kiss her on
the lips, which she was certain he would.  Instead he backed off.  "Come
with me.  I have a present for you too", he announced, and turned toward
the back of the apartment.  She followed him curiously into his bedroom,
fully aware of the perils of doing so, but nonetheless feeling somewhat
obliged.
   "Here.  Sit down", he told her, patting a spot on his bed.  His room was
not what she expected.  There were no posters on the wall nor were there
any toys, trinkets, or outward signs that the occupant of the room was a
young (now) teenage boy.  There was a single trophy on his dresser of a
silver man shooting a basketball next to what looked like a team picture of
a basketball squad.  She realized she was a bit nervous and spoke up to
diffuse some of the tension.  "I didn't know you played basketball,
Hector." He took something out of the top dresser drawer and turned back
around, hiding whatever he had in a closed fist.  "I play on the junior
varsity team.  We won second place in the conference tournament too.  But I
mostly sat on the bench.  Next year I think I'll play more", he explained.
She nodded as he opened his hand.
   It was something sparkly and golden.  "This is for you, Rie", he said,
holding it up and letting it dangle to its full length from his hand.  "Oh
my God", she said in disbelief, holding up her hand as he moved forward to
put it on her.  It looked like real gold with a dozen or so small diamonds
in it.  A second later she saw the pendant was of two hearts, a smaller one
inside a larger one.  "Thank you but I can't accept that, Hector", she
pleaded and shook her head.  "It's okay.  I have a friend whose father is a
jeweler so I didn't have to pay full price.  But I can't really return it
now so....please accept", he said with a grin.  He had moved next to her
and used both hands to fasten the chain on the back of her neck.  He took
the pendant from where it had fallen on her sweater and placed it between
her breasts.  "Thank you", she said warmly "I really don't know what to
say."
   "Just say you'll accept it.  And wear it once in a while", he replied,
adding "when we're together".  She looked at him, already having decided
she would accept the gift.  It would have been cruel not to after what he
said.  Without giving her a chance to respond he leaned his head down and
put his lips softly on hers.  As before in the car, she first allowed him
to kiss her and then began returning the affection, unable to do any
different as it had just come too perfectly.  He pulled her up and held her
hands as he pressed his body against hers and continued the kiss, now using
his tongue liberally as they stood together in a motionless slow dance.
   He was slow and deliberate as he undid the buttons on her sweater,
stepping back momentarily to peel it off her body and toss it on the chair
before resuming the kiss.  Her top was also a button-up and she allowed him
to undo the first few buttons before taking his hands and removing them
with a chuckle and shake of the head.  He tongue kissed her for a few
minutes, sometimes fondling her breasts, sometimes rubbing her backside. 
When he tried to unbutton her jeans she stepped back, pushing him away with
her arms.  "It's okay.  They won't be back for hours.  Plus I'll lock the
door just in case", he told her, darting to the bedroom door and turning
the lock.  "I don't know, Hector", she objected, probably too weakly she
realized.  He turned off the bedroom light and quickly moved back to her,
slipping his arms around her waist and moving his mouth to her neck. 
"That's okay", he said softly in her ear, "because I do".  This time he
used a single hand to unbutton and unzip her jeans, crouching a bit to push
them down to the floor and smiling as he stood up again and gave her a peck
on the lips.
   He removed his own pants and sat them on the edge of the bed, resuming
their passionate open mouthed kiss.  Even in the dimly lit room,
illuminated barely by the lights outside, she could see the bulge in his
underwear.  She had the urge to put her hand on it, but held off, wanting
to let him be the aggressor so she could be sure she wasn't pushing him
into anything he wasn't ready to do.  He unbuttoned the rest of her blouse
and this time she allowed him to remove it and toss it on the floor, making
sure her new pendant remained in place.  She looked at him.  "Hector, my
boy wonder, are you sure you're ready for this?".  He nodded eagerly. 
"Let's get under the covers, eh?", he replied.  She was closest to the top
of the bed and turned to slip under the bedspread and sheets.
   He removed his shirt and followed quickly behind.  They kissed, facing
each other with their torsos still somewhat upright.  He told her she was
the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and fully intended to be with her
when he got older.  She smiled but didn't argue, knowing she would set him
straight on that another day.  She could feel his bare hardness on her
thigh, he must have removed his final garment while they were kissing, and
at that point realized she was herself very wet.
   His hand moved from her supple bra covered breast to her hip, attempting
to pull the elastic of her panties down her leg.  "Here goes", she thought
to herself and helped slip the panties down and off.  Her mind raced as she
pondered what the massive thing between his legs might feel like inside of
her.  He tried to reach around and remove her bra but failed.  She shook
her hair and held it up while he unfastened the clasp.  She sighed as he
moved her mouth to her cleavage and began nibbling his way to her nipple,
pulling the loosely clinging bra down as needed.  When he moved his hand
down to her thigh, she bent her top leg up to give him better access.  They
were still swapping saliva when he moved his hand between her legs.  He was
already breathing heavily and when he began rubbing her pussy, he exhaled
sharply.  "Ohhh.  Shh..." he hissed.  She could feel the warm fluid as it
began spraying her stomach and leg.  He strained himself forward urgently,
bracing his hand behind her back as he pressed his body toward her.  She
later realized he was trying to gain at least a few precious seconds of
finishing properly inside of her.
   She put her arm on his back, caressing him.  "Uhhh", he moaned as he
finally stopped cumming.  "Uhh, I'm sorry.  I...I didn't mean to...I wasn't
ready but I..." She smiled and told him it was okay.  "I'm surprised you
lasted that long considering it was your first time", she gently chided
him, stroking his hair.  He threw his head back onto the pillow and groaned
in frustration.  "Hun I really need to get back.  It's getting late", she
told him, kissing him on the cheek.  He understood, getting out of bed and
putting on a robe.  "Can I see you again?  Soon?" he asked.  "I don't
know", was all she could manage, not wanting to commit to anything without
thinking about it.  He dropped his head in dejection and disappeared from
the room.  A minute later she could hear him start a shower.
   She got up and found a towel to wipe the fluid from her body.  Then she
put her clothes on and proceeded to strip the soiled sheets and put them in
the hamper.  There were some compatible replacements found in the back of
the linen closet and she put those on the bed and made it.  She made her
way to the front of the apartment and put her hand on the kitchen door. 
After a full minute of thought she turned around and returned to Hector's
bedroom.
   The shower stopped and she rummaged through his dresser drawers
searching for something suitable.  She removed her sweater, shoes, blouse
and jeans and put the found t-shirt on over her bra.  It would have been
too big on him but for her it was perfect.  It pulled tautly over her
breasts and went down far enough to cover most of her panties.  She heard
the bathroom door open and sat on the bed.  A second later he was standing
in the doorway, wearing only a towel, with jaw dropped, staring for a
second and then lighting up with a smile.  She laughed and told him to come
to the bed.  "I realized I haven't given you your real birthday present
yet", she told him in a high pitched Kiwi accent.  She bit her lip as he
walked over.
   Without much delay she unfastened the towel and let it drop to the
floor, gripping his penis in her hand and leaning forward to apply her lips
to the tip.  He hardened quickly and again she was amazed at his size,
easily the biggest she had ever seen.  Careful not to suck him too hard and
push him over the edge, she bobbed her head back and forth on his
impressively thick tool, making him exhale heavily in pleasure.  When he
was fully hard she turned around and climbed to the middle of the bed,
Hector right behind in pursuit.
   He put his hand on her lower back and she stopped.  Massaging her for a
brief moment, he lifted the t-shirt up and she raised her own body and
helped him remove it.  He pushed her gently back down onto her hands and
knees and put both hands on her ass.  After a massaging her bottom he
didn't hesitate to move a hand between her legs and rub her pussy through
her cinnamon colored underwear.  When she sighed, he slipped his fingers
under the elastic and for the second time that night, happily removed her
panties.  He moved his body directly behind hers, effectively mounting his
quarry.  He began rubbing the head up and down her slit, and she hoped the
intimate contact wouldn't cause the same difficulty as last time.  She was
breathing heavily in anticipation and when he pressed his hardness into
her, she exhaled a long sigh of arousal.
   "Ohhhhhh yesssss", she whispered.  He was noticeably bigger and harder
than she was used to, and his girth stretched her and made her almost giddy
with excitement.  He started moving himself in and out, and she couldn't
stop grinning.  "Ohhhhh.  It feels so good, hun", she encouraged him in all
honesty.  He said nothing, hands gripping her ass firmly as he slowly
thrust in and out.  They rocked back and forth rhythmically as he took her
from behind like a pro.  After 5 minutes she was lightheaded.  After 10 she
was panting and moaning in delight.  15 minutes in and he was still going
strong, her body now jerking uncontrollably.  She was now laying on her
stomach with him riding her from behind.  Opening her eyes and seeing the
bra next to her on the bed, she was unaware that he had taken it off, and
if she had been coherent enough to consider it, she would have realized she
wore only the pendant he had given her.
   At the 20 minute mark he began grinding himself deep inside, completely
filling her.  She couldn't speak intelligibly but somehow was able to get
out the few words currently burned into her brain and the only ones that
mattered.  "OHHH BABY....FUCK ME...HECTOR....FUCK...ME...BABY", she
screamed unevenly through labored breathing.  He started pounding her fast
and hard and she felt first her leg and then the rest of her body start to
shake uncontrollably.  Waves of pleasure rippled through her.  Hector
started groaning loudly and she was vaguely aware that he had begun cumming
in her.  She was still quivering with aftershocks when he finished.
   They turned over, laying next to each other, catching their breath, and
in Rie's case remembering who and where she was.  "I'm glad you stayed,
Chica", he told her, brushing her hair over her ear.  She couldn't help but
laugh hard.  "So am I", she confessed, and added "I've never...been with a
man like that before.  It's never....been like that." He looked at her
curiously.  "What do you mean?" he asked.  She realized she called him a
man for the first time, which certainly seemed about right.
   "Well", she laughed.  "You really...rocked my world, baby" she said and
cuddled next to him and kissed his cheek.  He smiled and then looked at her
with earnest.  "It's going to be like that every time we're together", he
announced casually.  She put her head on the pillow and ran her hand over
his chest.  "Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked some time later.
   "I...I kind of already am someone else's girlfriend", she replied.  "I
know but I also know it's not serious with you and him.  You can have two
boyfriends, I think." She thought about it for a full two minutes before
responding.  "Hector, I'll try being your girlfriend but we can't tell
anyone, okay?" His eyes quickly lit up and he grinned.  "Okay!", he agreed.
"I'd better get going soon.  This time for real.  Do you need anything else
before I go?" she offered.  He took her hand and brought it under the sheet
to his organ.  She couldn't believe he was hard again so soon.  He put his
other hand on the back of her head, gently indicating he wanted her down
there.
   Pulling the sheet aside, she crawled into place and eagerly took him
into her mouth.  Although Rie had made it quite clear to her boyfriend she
was not a huge fan of finishing off a blowjob with a gulp and a smile, she
now found herself craving the moment when Hector would fill her mouth with
his cum, and she fully intended to swallow every drop.  It only took him
five minutes, and it was all she could do to get his load down her throat
without choking, but she managed somehow.  Glancing up at him revealed that
much like after their first encounter in the car, his eyes were swimming in
the back of his head.  "Oh God I LOVE when you do that, Chica", I
complimented her.  She wanted to answer by telling him she enjoyed it too
but decided against it.
   She climbed off the bed and quickly got dressed.  "So I'll see you
Tuesd--" he interrupted her, "Hey Rie, would you clean up the kitchen a
little bit on your way out?", he asked, hopefully.  She laughed, trying not
to let on that she would do pretty much anything for him at the current
time.  "Of course, hun", was her reply anyway.  "Give me a few minutes and
I'll be out to say goodbye.  Don't worry they won't be back anytime soon",
he announced.  Turning and heading for the kitchen, she understood what he
meant and had a hunch he wouldn't disappoint.
  
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