Thanks again Princesss for helping me again with the editing. Enjoy.
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Ruth Pearson had just turned eighteen when she met Gerald Gibson, who was two years older than her. They had met at the local deli where Ruth worked and had gone out on a few dates to the movies and dinner. Gerald was the nicest boy in town and she soon found that he didn't need to work for a living as his parents were rich and he sponged off them every chance he got. Yes, Gerald Gibson was a spoiled child growing up and never wanted for anything, even now at twenty years of age. If he wanted something, his parents gave him the money for it or bought it for him.
Ruth, on the other hand, was from the other side of the tracks. Her parents worked hard for what they had. Her father was getting a big promotion soon that would take him and her mom to live in Melbourne, Australia by the end of the year, if all went well.
Ruth didn't want to leave the town where she was born and brought up, and Australia was too far away for her to even think of going there. She had her boyfriend, Gerald, and she hoped that he would be the one who would take good care of her, even if his parents looked down their nose at her.
It was late September and they had been going steady for almost six months now . She loved her job at the deli and enjoyed talking to all the customers that came in. It was a Friday night and Gerald had told Ruth that they were invited to a party at a friend of his and to be ready at 7.30pm, he would come pick her up. It was 8pm when Gerald finally turned up at her door with six red roses, one for every month they had been together. This was what she loved about him, he was always doing things like this for her.
It was almost 8.30pm by the time they got to his friend, Gordon Peacock's, house or, rather, Gordon's parent's house. His mom and dad were away for the weekend, hence the party, which was now in full swing. Ruth had never drank anything stronger than coke and now she was having a glass of vodka and coke put in her hand by her boyfriend, who looked like he had downed a few of them already himself. Ruth drank her vodka and coke, but not having had anything like that before, it didn't take long for her to get drunk. Gerald realised this and took her upstairs to one of the bedrooms, laying her down on the double bed.
As he looked at her lying there, he noticed that her short skirt had ridden up to almost her crotch. He was half drunk and thought he would have a little fun with her. Having never gone further than kissing and feeling her boobs over her bra, Gerald thought that since Ruth was drunk, he might have a chance to feel a little more than her bra covered boobs and lifted her skirt up far enough to see that she wore little white cotton panties. He wanted to see more and as Ruth had already passed out from drinking the double vodka and coke that he gave her, he unbuttoned her blouse and feasted his eyes on her 34D boobs, clad in a lacy black bra.
He notice that the clasp was on the front of her bra, so he easily popped it open, releasing her soft white boobs, which he latched onto with his mouth and licked and sucked each hardening nipple in turn. Ruth began to sleepily moan her excitement at having her nipples sucked and Gerald decided to take things a little further, the party still raging on outside the bedroom door. A few minutes later, as Gerald was pulling Ruth's panties down to her knees, the bedroom door opened and in came a drunken Gordon. When he saw what his friend was up to, he was eager to join in, helping Gerald strip the helpless Ruth out of all her clothes.