Jon Major has always enjoyed the company of women. In the series
Caught!
we saw Jon as a college student whose heart was broken repeatedly by girlfriends who were unfaithful. The Major Diaries tells the story of Jon when he's older and wiser - and determined to be with as many beautiful women as possible without risking betrayal. How well does he succeed? Chapter 10 explains how Stephanie treats the boy who took her to the prom. All characters are adults over the age of 18.
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Stephanie felt very pleased with herself when she knocked on Jon's door Monday afternoon. She'd attended her school's prom on Saturday, and it had been a wonderful experience. Jon had insisted that she attend the event. She'd resisted the idea because she loved Jon, and they both knew Jon couldn't take her to the prom without revealing that Stephanie was having a love affair with an older man. But she'd done as he asked and found a young man named Denny to take her to the dance.
"And? And?!" Jon asked when he opened the door. "How was your prom?"
"It was very nice. Very nice," Stephanie said. "I'm glad you said I should go."
"I knew you'd enjoy it," Jon said. "Tell me everything."
Stephanie described the strong reaction provoked by the sexy dress she'd worn. The other students previously thought of Stephanie as a jock who kept quiet and did well in class and on the soccer field. When she walked into the prom, she looked like a glamorous supermodel dressed for a red carpet. Her date Denny was tall and handsome in his classic black tuxedo. The other students had to rearrange their ideas about what kind of person Stephanie was. Suddenly, she was the most popular girl at school. She immediately saw the change in the way people treated her. They smiled more. Wanted to talk to her. Wanted to be her friend.
The students were gossiping about Denny and Stephanie when class resumed Monday. It was assumed that they must be involved in a romance of some kind. Denny's friends began teasing him, joking about how much fun he must have had enjoying sex with Stephanie after the prom. Denny got angry, and he told his friends in strong language that nothing of the kind happened, and that any derogatory remarks about Stephanie were not permitted. His friends recognized that Denny was telling the truth - there was no romance there - but they got the impression that Denny wished it was true.
Denny was not a complicated boy - he couldn't help wishing he and the beautiful Stephanie were a couple. He'd never felt like this about a girl.
When Stephanie heard this gossip, it made her opinion of Denny even better. She'd done a fine job picking a young gentleman to escort her to the dance and not to brag about sex that didn't happen. She told no one about the fact that Denny got flustered when he kissed her goodbye, and got an erection so big that Stephanie noticed it. It made her feel he was cute - and trustworthy. There is, after all, no complement more sincere than an erection.
Stephanie told Jon everything except the part about the goodbye boner. That was Too. Much. Information.
"I'm so glad things went well for you," Jon said. "Be sure to bring the pictures over sometime. I want to see you in your dress. And I'd like to have a face to associate with Denny's name."
Stephanie leaned in, put her hand behind Jon's head, and gave him a kiss. It was the kind of kiss that demanded a lot more. Going to the dance, wearing that sexy dress, dancing with Denny, kissing him afterward, seeing how her image changed - it had been a lot of stimulation for Stephanie. Her blood was pumping by the time she finally got to see Jon. She wanted what only he could give her, and she wanted it now.
Jon gave her his most passionate kiss, then did it again. He began unbuttoning her blouse and caressing her body through her clothes. She was inflamed with desire when he whispered "Let's go" and led her to the bedroom.
Stephanie got aggressive, moving quickly to remove Jon's clothes. She was always passionate, but something was different today. She seemed more confident. Assertive. Happy. Joyful, even. At that moment, Stephanie felt everything about her life was perfect.
The most perfect thing, of course, was Jon. She wanted him to have his way with her. She felt like a character from an erotic novel, hungry for her lover.
Jon saw the difference in Stephanie, and he did his best to be the man she wanted right then. He took her naked body in his arms and forced her down on the bed. He took her by the wrists and held her arms over her head, kissing her neck and breasts, and sucking her nipples between his lips. Stephanie was so aroused she was breathing deeply, almost gasping, as Jon kissed, sucked and nibbled at her sensitive flesh.
She fought to free herself, breaking loose from Jon's grip, and taking his cock in her hands. He'd been half erect when she started, but the touch of her hands immediately made him so hard that his cock felt like steel wrapped in silk. He groaned from the pleasure Stephanie gave him, and from the excitement of seeing her new level of passion. He wasn't surprised that she felt this way. It must have been thrilling to wear that sexy dress in front of all her friends, to dance with a handsome young man, and to realize that she'd shown everyone a new side of herself.
Stephanie was a strong, athletic young woman. She demonstrated it by throwing Jon on his back and straddling his body. She kissed him passionately as she took his hard cock and rubbed it along the length of her pussy. She was hot, wet, and ready. They'd reached the point in their love affair that Stephanie had become a very skilled lover. She pushed her body down on Jon's cock so smoothly that he was completely inside her in less than a second. "Uhhhhh!" she said, slamming their bodies together.
She began pounding against Jon, squeezing her eyes shut as she concentrated on his cock. Jon smiled. She looked so focused on her task. It was very, very sexy. He worried that she'd make him climax too quickly, but there was nothing he could do about it. Stephanie had taken charge, and she was in no mood to relinquish control of everything that was happening.
Suddenly, Stephanie sat up and began grinding her clit against his body. He looked at her face and saw her biting her lower lip. This was a new side of his beloved Stephanie. His innocent girl had become a sophisticated woman who knew what she wanted and how to get it. The sight of her naked body was spellbinding. She moved her hips around and around in sensuous, erotic movements that were as exciting as anything Jon had every done with a woman. He was a lucky, lucky man, and he knew it.
Jon thought it was time for him to do something to make Stephanie feel good, so he grabbed her by the shoulders, threw her down on the bed, and forced her to slow down. He moved in and out in the kind of gradual, measured strokes that always thrilled her. He kissed her shoulder, then bit her hard enough to make her gasp.
That did it. Stephanie didn't just have a climax - she exploded. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" she howled. Howled! That was new.
Jon was so close that his orgasm started soon afterward. Stephanie wrapped her arms around him as she felt his cock start to throb. He came, and came, and came, and he filled her pussy with so much cum that it dribbled out when Jon finally pulled away.
He rolled off her body and laid there, exhausted. They were both sweating, panting, and drained.
"Wow," he said. "That was different."
Stephanie began laughing. They'd only been making love for a few minutes, but it was as spectacular and exciting as it was brief.
"Vive la difference," she said.
"Your accent is improving," he said.
"You get all the credit," she replied.
Gradually they roused themselves from the bed. Jon put on his fluffy white cotton robe, and Stephanie donned the sexy green silk robe he'd given her as a gift. They walked barefoot out to the living room, where Jon got them both soft drinks. Jon was tempted to pour himself a bourbon, but Stephanie didn't have time to have a cocktail, and he didn't want to have one without her.
"I am so lucky I met you," Jon said.
Stephanie smiled sweetly. Jon always said such nice things to her. Always.
"I'm the lucky one," she said.
He took her hand and enjoyed the feeling of quiet satisfaction that always came after they made love. They made small talk as they sipped their drinks, then Jon got serious.
"I hope you are thinking about something important," Jon said. "There are going to be more school events you need to attend. Social events. Parties. Dances. I remember what it was like being in high school. Don't think for a second that I don't want you to go just because I can't go with you.
"This is no different from your prom. You deserve to enjoy your senior year as much as you can. You're going to need a date for most of these events. It sounds to me like you've found the right boy. Am I right about that? Do you agree?"
Stephanie sighed. "I guess. Denny is a nice boy. He's a gentleman. If I'm going to attend these things, I can't do better than to have him as my date."
Jon nodded. "I can't imagine that he isn't already enamored with you. That's how I'd feel in his situation."
Stephanie smiled, remembering how flustered Denny got when she hugged him and discovered he had an erection. That seemed to support the idea that he was enamored.
"When I was in high school, I was madly in love with my girlfriend, but we both knew our love had to end after we graduated. We knew we were going off to colleges thousands of miles apart, and our relationship had to end.
"I'm telling you this because your friend Denny just might find himself falling in love with you. If he's as inexperienced as you say, he might even start imagining getting married and all that. If you keep reminding him that your future is playing soccer at UCLA, it might be a kind way of helping him remember that you can have all the fun you want in high school, but that it can't grow into more than that."
"There's another problem, Jon. I'm already in love. With you."
"Of course. But you can't tell him that, can you?"
"No. He'd think it was very strange if he knew I was dating him at the same time I'm in love with you," she said.
