The Linda Porter-Walter Snyder romance which started during the Thanksgiving week progressed into a steamy, burning torrid relationship; in other words hot! After that initial Saturday night the two of them went to Linda's apartment in Grand Rapids. Walter made excuses to his parents so that he did not get to their place until Wednesday night, being the eve of the holiday. Linda had to go to work the Monday morning for three hours to fulfill a work assignment commitment but she was then able to arrange for time off for the rest of the week. So for that time period of Sunday to Wednesday with the exception of Linda going briefly to work on the Monday, they fucked like rabbits continuously. They just could not get enough of each other.
After the Thanksgiving weekend Linda went to Chicago the next Friday. She got off early so she arrived at 6:30 Chicago time at the designated restaurant arranged for their meet. Linda had a wonderful night. The Italian restaurant served an excellent meal. They went dancing afterwards and Linda was thrilled. She was experiencing an honest to goodness date like a normal girl. Her man was paying attention to her and was acting like he actually liked her. In fact if she wasn't so unsure of her own desirability, she would swear he cherished her.
These were foreign feelings for Linda and it was proving to be a heady experience. She was thinking to herself that this was her first authentic date of her life. To be sure, throughout the years guys have asked her out for a date like a movie, dinner, drinks at a bar etc. However because of her reputation as a slut and a whore, her dates' main if only intention was to get into her pants with no interest to discover anything about her as a person. If anything Linda always had the impression that her dates inexplicably despised her and took pains not to be seen in public with her.
The males' general public aversion to her was brought home to her when she found herself with no date for her high school senior prom. Despite being an undeniable good looking and gorgeous female who would fuck when you dated her, no guy asked her out on such an auspicious occasion for fear of being publicly romantically linked to her. Basically the guys at her high school were willing to admit having fucked her but would never be caught dead in being identified as having a regard for her; after all she was the school's whore and somehow one's manhood is lessened if one displayed a weakness for her charms.
Not willing to miss out on her senior prom she accepted the invitation to go to the prom with her best and only friend, Rhonda Rivers. Rhonda was a lesbian and that date with Linda fulfilled her dreams. However for Linda it was galling to her mind that as the school's whore the only date she could attract was the school's lesbian. She had never felt more humiliated or humbled in her life. At least Linda experienced her first lesbian sex. It was satisfactory as she recalled but nowhere as exciting or as thrilling as her night with Brenda and Connie.
Walter was also enjoying the evening and this date. He had already fallen in love with Linda although he had not consciously acknowledged it to himself. He believed that Linda was the sharpest and wittiest girl he had ever encountered. He was absolutely enthralled in her company. He had such a good time with her that the incredible sex he had enjoyed with her was simply a bonus. The sex with Linda was without a doubt the best sex he ever had but that in of itself would not have induced him to seek to establish a long term relationship with her. It was her personality that made him love her.
His only issue with her was her promiscuous past. It was not that he begrudged her sexual past nor was he burdened by a typical male jealousy that could not tolerate a wild sexual history of their girlfriends. No, his problem was the fear that because Linda was used to having so many lovers in the past, that she would soon tire of him and seek other new loves to conquer.
To counter these unhappy speculations, Walter did truly believe that Linda was not a slut and a whore. Her past promiscuity could be attributed as her reaction to the horrendous sexual abuse she suffered as a child from her monstrous uncle. She probably acted out sexually to preserve her sanity and to block out the memory of the horrors inflicted on her.
Walter appreciated the courage and trust Linda had placed in him by confiding her secrets to him; secrets she had not revealed to anyone including her sister, Brenda. It was a testament to her strength of character that apart from her promiscuity, Linda was able to function with a cheerful disposition. He was also impressed that she was able to accept the responsibilities of her actions. She did not complain that people taunted her for her sluttish behavior and she did not let society's censure affect her livelihood. From their conversations Walter could discern that Linda in her job as a paralegal was superbly competent at what she did.
In truth the only real concern he had about Linda was her belief of her culpability in the sexual abuse she had endured. That notion was what Walter believed was the impetus of her promiscuity. He was sure that with professional help Linda could rid herself of her demons and become whole. Once she was truly well she would be happy in a monogamous relationship; i.e. with him. Thus for partly selfish reasons he was determined to insist she seek out the services of a psychologist or a psychiatrist.
Because of their private thoughts both Linda and Walter were determined to achieve the ultimate sexual satisfaction for their partner that weekend. Each believed that sexual success would be the cement that would bound them into an exclusive relationship. They each wanted a permanent relationship but each thought the other was not so inclined.
Thus, when they entered Walter's apartment they embraced and engaged in a frantic kissing frenzy. They held each other tightly as their tongues were dueling while switching from mouth to mouth. The kissing ushered in a euphoric sensation seeping into their brains. For Linda she felt like she was levitating since she no longer was feeling anything solid under her feet. In fact the only solid thing she did feel was his burgeoning cock pressing against her body. She gasped loudly when she became aware of his erection. Her hand automatically slipped to grasp it and she sighed when she made contact. Also automatically she caressed that magnificent cock through his pants, reveling in the realization that soon it will be putting out the fire raging in her cunt.
The feeling of his cock in her hand increased her heartbeat. Her hormones began agitating and as a result her excitement soared. Although the prolonged kissing was an activity that she could never tire of, the cock in her hand pushed aside other desires and compelled her to seek changing the course of their lovemaking. She broke off the kiss and with a shriek she dropped to her knees. She frantically fumbled at his pants opening, her excitement preventing her from being efficient which made her even more frantic.