2: Early Years
Sweet-faced Angela Briscoe with sensuous lips and a flattering cleavage had become the darling of management at Baldacci, Guy, Reinhardt & Robinson, Attorneys at Law, before her unmasking. It would have been her sensational unmasking but for an amazing substantial cover-up. In this episode Angela's entry into adulthood is outlined.
POST-ADOLESCENCE & ROD
Angela Briscoe's introduction to real sex came unexpectedly when she was nineteen. It was a leap forward from what she'd experienced with girlfriends.
A motor vehicle service center customer liaison guy called Rod drove Angela home after she was told apologetically her mother's car would not be ready until sometime next morning. Her parents were out and without thinking she invited Rod in for coffee as he'd been chatting to her and smiling so lovely. Rod said a coffee would be great and Angela led him into the house, having failed to discern what kind of smile Rod, approaching forty, had been exhibiting.
Turning around with the coffee Angela almost dropped the pot at the sight of Rod standing calmly, unzipped, with his very erect dick in his hand. Her tongue shot to the roof of her mouth and her voice box became paralytic.
Rod leered, "Like what you see?"
Of course Angela said the wrong things once her voice slurred back into use. She'd been skinny dipping with her friends including guys but this was BIG. "Ohmigod, it's big."
Rod walked over to her, Angela said she wasn't going to be with him and besides it was too big to fit into her. Encouraged by that Rod said they'd have to see about that wouldn't they and Angela was so close to fainting she couldn't think of a reply. Rod lifted her around his hips and she hung on to avoid falling on to the floor. Rod pulled her panties aside and filled her, making her blurt and that made him laugh like crazy.
Angela remained still, even when Rod began pumping. She'd been on the pill two years at her mother's insistence and now realized this was the very occasion her mother had been thinking about. She felt Rod explode inside her and felt his sperm running down her leg as he pulled out.
"Oh fuck, you're so tight. Can we date? I'm divorced and will soon remarry but you're a sweet kid and appear to know nothing about sex. I'm no expert but will enjoy teaching you what you should be doing and how to talk to a man. Heh-heh-heh."
The bit about learning how to talk to a man awakened Angela's interest. "Yes, be my teacher. I'd like that."
After four dates with Rod banging her several times on each occasion Angela dumped him in sympathy for his fiancée, also a divorcee. Angela thought it would be unkind of her to wreck the other women's second chance of marriage so, as soon as she found Rod was struggling to teach her anything new, she told him gently he was far too old for her.
Best friend Kathy listened wide-eyed as she learned about ex-Rod.
"Ohmigod, that almost amounted to uninvited attention."
"Well I didn't push him away that first time or even say no. When he threw me on to his hips I thought he was about to walk me to the bedroom where I would have cried him off."
"God Angela, you are so inexperienced. You should have started when we all started – it's part of the growing up process."
"No one told me that, ever!"
"Oh darling, what am I going to do with you," Kathy said, hugging her best friend.
"You could think about asking your brother to have sex with me."
"Ashley? Sorry Angela, he's so useless that he fires before he gets it in."
Angela wondered how Kathy could be so well informed. "No, I meant Andrew."
Kathy pushed her away, looking at Angela in astonishment. "Angela, he's almost thirty and is happily married with two darling children, my niece and nephew."
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Tell him I'm interested."
"No."
"Well, that's okay."
Kathy looked alarmed and asked what did Angela mean and was told although feeling bitter about being rebuffed by Kathy she would still be Angela's friend.
"My God, one screw and you're turning into a female fatale."
"Don't be ridiculous. Men hate women like that."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Oh yeah and yeah what?" asked Kathy's sister-in-law Annie, walking into the room with two-year-old Tommy.
The two younger women almost collapsed in shock.
Recovering first Angela said calmly, "Kathy says men hate women who act as female fatale's and I disagree with her. What do you think Annie?"
"It would depend on the type of male darling. My Andrew likes his woman to be soft and cuddly, even when he's randy and drunk. He's often told me that's his preference."
Angela heard Kathy gurgling and took that as a warning to keep her mouth closed. But she knew this situation was prime time for her. "I was asking Kathy to introduce me to a guy who could teach me the more advanced things about sex."
Kathy groaned and fell against Angela, her fingers gripping Angela's arm muscle so painfully Angela squealed.
"Kathy, don't you dare attempt to exclude me from girl's talk," Annie scolded. "It's a bit like sex, I don't get enough of either these days."
Rubbing her arm Angela turned and scowled at Kathy who was staring at her blonde sister-nm-law, mouth open.
"Rod says a woman only has to wiggle her ass and draw as hand up and over her left breast, slowly and just the once, and the guy receiving this attention knows he'd as good as in."
"In what?" Kathy asked weakly and flushed when the other two females looked at her as if she was from another planet.
Annie took raven-headed Angela by the good arm and leading her to the table. She licked her lips and said gently, "Let's talk darling. I want to know everything this Rod said to you about sex and how well did Rod use his rod."
Kathy with her brown eyes huge sat opposite them and watched her sister-in-law verbally cut open her best friend with the skill of a thoracic surgeon.
The next day Annie called. "Angela, forgive me for interfering but I'm doing this for your own good. My twin brother Scott recently home from five years' overseas has not yet settled into a regular relationship. I mention you wanting to be dated by an experienced guy and his chin almost hit the ground. May he call you? I can vouch that he's very good."
"Yes please Annie. God, you are such a darling," Angela said, wondering how both Annie and Kathy knew just how good their brothers were at sex.
"Darling you're helped me more than you'll ever know. I was reading in the lounge last night and Andy was glued on sport on TV. I recalled that jerk Rod's comment you shared with us about the hand over a tit theory, I yawned and pushed my breasts forward and Andy took no notice. So I did exactly what you told me. Looking at what I was doing I ran my hand up slowly over my left breast, just the once and suddenly Andy was all over me. He had his tongue down my throat and had a handful of breast. He paused for breath and said, 'Feeling a little sexy huh? I haven't been getting the signals lately baby, so thought you were losing interest'. We roared into it. It was fabulous and I gave him that advice Rod gave you – whenever he sees me bent over doing something and nobody is around to jump at me and more than half the time he'll find I'll cooperate fully."
"Good girl," said the young consultant.
"You know Angela, you should consider taking formal tuition about sex relationships as you are so open and have such a wonderful delivery that people you attempt to advise will take on board what you say. No way could Kathy had spoken so emphatically to me as you did and in all probability she's probably more sexual experienced than I am."
"Oh go on."
"Listen you unbeliever, why don't you when in a quiet moment with Andy ask him what he gave Kathy for her high school graduation present and with my consent she comes over and stays with him and the kids whenever I need to take a break with the girlfriends. We sometimes have a threesome."
Angela faked innocence as she'd been with girlfriends, "A threesome?"
"Oh God, you have so much to learn your poor darling.
SCOTT
Scott turned out to be such a darling, almost a clone of Annie. Also blond he had the same wide blue eyes but his chest was flat and he stood at three inches taller. Like Annie, he didn't mince words. As they emerged from the movie Scott pulled Angela to face him. "Would you prefer to fuck now or after dinner?"
Use of the f-word colored Angela's cheeks and she knew he was watching for that.
"Why not fuck now and again after dinner?" she said calmly and gave no sign of enjoying Scott's surprised look.
"Hmmm. Now I know why Annie said I would find you to be a cute little receptacle."
"These are a little big for me to be called little," Angela smiled, cupping and lifting her breasts at him, people leaving and entering the cinema milling around them. Scott broke into a male grin that Angela was learning to identify.
Scott's vehicle was a pickup with a bench seat. Angela had already figured out that would be Scott's choice of that vehicle because he was on the loose, it looked sexy and came with a throaty powerful motor that guys seem to like. As soon as he ran the vehicle under the trees beside the river she leaned into him and ran her fingers through his hair and groaned and then kissed his ear lobe.
"What's going on here?" he asked, turning to peer at Angela. "Annie said until quite recently you had never been with a guy."
"That's very true and I have so much to learn," she cooed, looking at Scott under lowered eyelids. "I was attempting to be sexy, thinking you'd like it. Sorry I appear to have goofed."
"Goofed?" Scott choked, back-pedaling furiously. "That was amazingly provocative. Here feel. I'm hard already."
"I thought I wasn't supposed to make out on the first date?"
"Give me your fucking hand," Scott hissed, thinking Angela's hot cunt was in danger of slipping from his imminent grasp. In his anxiety to commit her to action he almost dislocated Angela's shoulder as he grabbed her arm and smacked her hand right on target.
"Oooh, it feels ready but it's not all that large."
"Huh?"
