My mother passed away with leukemia when I was thirteen and my father took over raising my eight-year-old brother Terry and I. We usually had a lady live in to do the housework and cooking. Dad spent a good portion of time with us. When I was almost eighteen he started dating a very nice lady named Carol who worked for a law firm his company used on occasions. I was very happy for him and noticed at once a glow about him. You could see the spark this lady had put into his life. After about six months of dating he took Terry and I into the living room. He told us that he and Carol were going to be married.
We had a large home and following the quiet wedding Carol and her twelve-year-old daughter Becky became part of our family. Becky was the cutest little girl you could ever imagine. She had long blonde hair generally in either a ponytail or pigtails. She had beautiful features and just a hint of freckles across her nose. She was very smart, outspoken and always so damn cute. My little brother grew to love Becky almost as much as I did.
I studied engineering and accepted a job to work for a major oil company doing exploration work and my first job was in Resolute Bay, which is almost at the North Pole. By that time Becky was seventeen and as expected was gorgeous. She had some boyfriends and I don’t think she knows to this day that I had been taking each of them aside and explaining my rules and these guys were scared of me. As for myself I dated while in college and did some partying. I played football and as you expect the usual run of groupies were always around and the parties were inevitable. I was never an angel but stayed out of trouble.
It is two years later that my story with Becky begins during one of the off shift times at home. I had been working for six weeks in the arctic after which I would get three weeks off. It was late fall and I was home alone. My father and Carol were away to a convention and Terry was at a boy’s group campout. Becky who was now nineteen had been out on a charity marathon walk. I was lying around in a pair of well-worn sweats and a grubby shirt watching my favorite Denver Broncos when I heard the door and knew Becky was home. She came into the family room and sat next to me.
We chatted about the seven-miles she had walked and I started the fun by telling her she was getting fat. Which was far from the truth as well as her telling me that my favorite Denver player was gay. I told her that a member of her creep of the month club had called. That was the name I had for her boyfriends. It didn’t seem to be of any interest to her. She told me I looked like a slob and I reacted by grabbing her. Becky was all of a hundred pounds so it was not hard to toss her on the couch and sit on her, which of course I did. I made her take back almost all the things she said regarding my dating habits and my love life before I let her up. Not without a fair bit of tickling of course. She stood in front of me blocking the screen, gave me an evil look then proceeded to her room. Half way down however she did manage to turn around and smile at me.
I soon heard the shower running. I do not know exactly what possessed me to do what I did next. I locked the doors and went into the main bathroom where the large tiled shower was. I threw off my clothes leaving only a pair of shorts on and opened the door. What greeted me is a picture as fresh in my mind today as it was then. She was so damn pretty and so sexy cute. I had taken this big step but was convinced she was not going to be too upset.
I gave her no chance to react. I enclosed her in my arms. She had tried to cover herself but now she was tight against me. I could feel her firm shapely breasts against my lower chest; the top of her head was only at my shoulders as I held her close feeling the softness of her smooth flawless skin. I sensed a complete lack of resistance in her almost immediately. I gently lifted her chin so I could gaze into her eyes. She said nothing as she returned a look that burned deep into me. I almost melted and the feelings I have towards Becky were instilled in me permanently at that moment. I bent down and kissed her feeling her lips on mine. I softly brushing my lips across her forehead and then to hers in a long kiss as I now felt her tongue entwined with mine. The tension released in her body and her arms left her sides as she embraced me. I held her close with her head soft against my chest with our hearts pounding. I heard her soft voice. “Cory we cant ”.
When I explained it as best I could she seemed to accept that this was not wrong. I would never have let her go at that moment. I somehow slid my shorts off. Our bodies parted slightly and she glanced down. I immediately felt the tension and knew what had startled her. She had looked down at my hardness, which was standing up flat against my stomach. I am fairly large and was throbbing hard. I knew she was probably frightened.