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She was generally quiet, Theresa didn’t push herself forward. She would usually agree with others on any group she was in. That’s why she was there; she had just agree with the others; she had agreed that Chris should not take the blame on her own, agreed to go and live with Martin, and agreed to take her turn in his bed.
Now she wondered what that meant. She was agreeing to sleep with a stranger. Well, if not a stranger, then at least someone whom she had not met and dated and fallen for. ‘How did I get to this?’ she wondered, and resolved to be more dynamic in future ‘I’m sure the others would agree it was a good idea.’ she told herself, without realising the irony.
She looked at the bedroom and tried to imagine the woman, Martin’s wife, in it. How would she feel with her husband banging multiple young women in that bed? Looking in the mirror, she fancied that she saw a face smile back. Was she going crazy, a medium, or just losing herself in thought?
Still, perhaps it was a sign that she, Cheryl, was alright with this. Theresa undressed to her sensible, school girl, bra and pants. She hadn’t changed when she got home. Knowing that she would be ‘engaged’ tonight, she had got on with her assignments; it hadn’t really taken long.
Martin entered quietly and was watching as she looked at herself in the mirror. She looked at her bottom, larger than the others, perhaps not as firm as it should be; but her breasts balanced her bigger bottom nicely. Her bust was large, and she knew he liked breasts, he’d looked at her a few times. Her stomach was flat and she allowed herself to stroke it. She like the feel of her fingers across her stomach, down to her pants. She had never allowed herself to slide her fingers under that waist band and on to her groin. She had allowed boys to slide a hand up her legs, but she’d never done it herself. It all seemed tawdry to masturbate.
Her freckles had come out in force in the sun today; when she was young, she had loved them, then she had hated them. Now she was back to enjoying them. They made her look younger. Martin was thinking that too; she looked about fifteen. A very well developed fifteen, it’s true. Her eyes were her best feature, she knew that. Large and round, they were designed to encourage attraction. Again, like a child, rather than an adult. She smiled at herself, and saw something out of the corner of her eye. “Ohh! You surprised me!”
“Like what you see, do you?” Martin asked.
“Well, more to the point, do you?”
“Oh yes, you look lovely. I don’t know how to ask diplomatically. Are you a virgin?”
“You could have asked how many boys I’d slept with?”
“Maybe you prefer girls, or maybe it’s loads and you’d think I was suggesting you were easy. Or...” he tailed off. She hadn’t answered, would he, should he ask again? He didn’t want to hurt her; “Actually,” he explained “I only ask because, if you are, you don’t have to ... you know. I don’t want to take a girl for the first time.”
“I thought men loved the idea of having virgins?”
“Yes, they do. I do. But it should be good, special, voluntary.”
“You’re too nice for this. Whether I am or am not a pure, untouched, pristine virgin; I agreed with the others to let you have your way with me. I’m not sorry, or going to take an easy way out.”
“Do you masturbate? No, that came out wrong. I just mean that if you do, you could start ... or show me what you like. Although, it is quite a turn on to watch a girl do it.”
“Did you watch Cheryl?” she wondered if she should have asked as soon as she had spoken.
“Actually, yes. She once did it while we were driving down the motorway. She undid her jeans and slowly slid her fingers inside her pants and stroked herself for half an hour. She only stopped when we hit a traffic jam, she didn’t want some lorry driver looking down into out car and seeing her doing that.” He laughed, she could be a minx, sometimes. She did that kind of thing to wind him up, or turn him on. He was never quite sure which, neither was she. “She let me watch.”
“I can see you liked it.” He was tenting his towelling robe, he’d showered to be clean and smell nice for her. “I suppose, then, that I have to fulfil the same thing.” She lay on the bed and stroked her stomach, yes, she liked that. Now, for the first time ever, she allowed her fingers to start sliding under her pants. She closed her eyes.
A hand slipped under her bra cup and she opened her eyes again. “Shall I take it off? Or will you?” She rolled sideways, knowing that he would struggle if he couldn’t see the catch. The bra was released and he returned to her breasts, stroking one and sucking the nipple on the other. The nipples rose in tandem at the stimulation. Her fingers went deeper, she put aside any feelings of vague disgust, after all, she was meant to be pleasing him wasn’t she? And if he liked to watch, well, she should make efforts to enjoy it. At least, that’s what she told herself. Inside, in the cells of her vagina that were starting to produce lubrication, her body was more honest; she liked this stroking and was happy with it.
Martin slid a hand under her body, he slid it under the leg of her pants and began to breath more heavily as his fingers cupped her soft buttock, then he allowed his hand to progress further and found the dampness of her groin. He was getting turned on by her being turned on.
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