Carlene's initial seduction had been a very gentle affair. And it had been a seduction, pure and simple. Carlene had had no intention of losing her virginity before she was married. She had definitely not intended to lose it at the beach, when she might have been caught in flagrant delicto, so to speak.
It had started off simply enough. Carlene had a new bikini and the different strapping meant that the old strapping showed up as tan lines. Or, rather, as no-tan lines. Carlene had been having a quiet grumble about it.
Adam, her fiancé, had a suggestion.
"Listen, sweetheart," he said. "Why don't we just head back into the dunes a little. You can do a little topless sun-bathing. I'll be there to fend off anyone who happens to come along so it'll be safe enough. And we might be able to pash on a little," he added with a grin.
Carlene had given him an up and under look. She knew damn well pashing on was his reason, not respect for her wants regarding tan lines. Still, a bit of necking wouldn't hurt and Adam did have a gentle touch. Accordingly, Carlene went quietly with Adam into the dunes.
Things went very much as Carlene expected. Adam selected a relatively private place and spread out their towels. Settling Carlene on her towel, Adam thoughtfully unclipped her top, letting the sun work on those unsightly tan-lines.
After a while, with the sun warming them nicely, Adam suggested sunscreen wouldn't go amiss. Carlene nodded and reached for the bottle, only to have it held out of reach.
"I can do it," she was told. "Lie on your tummy."
Carlene laughed and obeyed, and Adam started rubbing on the sunscreen. Starting at her feet he worked his way up. He paid particular attention to her inner thighs, Carlene noticed, but didn't actually trespass onto areas that they'd agreed were off limits for the time being.
A slap on her bottom told her it was time to roll over. Smiling, Carlene did, and Adam started back down at her feet. Again Adam appeared to spend extra time around certain areas as he moved up, pushing the limits a little but not, quite, breaking them.
It was different when he reached her breasts. If they were bare they were fair game according to Adam, and he enjoyed playing with them. Truth to tell, Carlene enjoyed him touching them as well.
The sunscreen was tossed aside. Now Adam was making her pay for his services, kissing and fondling. There again, Carlene was right with him, kissing and fondling him back. Not that she let the monster out of his bathers, but she could feel it pressing against its restraints, and enjoyed teasing it.
It was while Adam was suckling on a nipple that Carlene became aware of imminent trespass. A hand was tracing along her bikini waistband, slipping under the rim. OK. With a bikini that small it couldn't be called a waistband. Possibly a pussy shield? Whatever, it was a no-no.
"Adam," Carlene warned him, pushing his hand away. "No going under the clothes. You know that."
"Never hurts to try, sweetheart," murmured Adam, "but I'll stay with uncovered areas if that's what you want."
Relieved, Carlene let the fun continue, confident that Adam would respect her wishes and go so far and no further. She enjoyed his hands running over her and couldn't wait to be married.
Carlene barely noticed the hand running up and down the side of her leg until it changed directions and moved sidewards, crossing onto her mound. Her uncovered mound, she realised with a shock.
"What?" she gasped, looking down at herself.
The tie to the side of her bikini was no longer tied. Adam had then brushed the bikini aside, leaving her completely exposed. Or she would have been if Adam hadn't been covering her.
"Adam," Carlene protested.
"Hey, it's uncovered so it's OK," said Adam, laughing at her.
"It is most definitely not OK," gasped Carlene. "Cover me immediately."
"I've been waiting to hear those words," said Adam, and before Carlene could grasp his meaning he had rolled over and was lying on top of her. And the monster was loose, she realised. He'd slipped his bathers down and now his erection was pressing against her slit.
"Adam," Carlene protested again, already knowing it was too late and he was sliding between her lips and into her. Before Carlene could protest again Adam was past her hymen, leaving Carlene with a fleeting memory of a sudden sting, and was sinking fully into her.
Carlene glared up at Adam who continued to smile down at her. Even while she glared at him Carlene could feel Adam starting to move. She tried to hold herself stiff, angry at him for breaking their agreement. Unfortunately, she was already excited and ready for him, and Adam's gentle movements quickly had her responding.
Adam continued to take Carlene gently. They moved together slowly, excitement building. Neither felt the need to go faster. They were enjoying themselves. Adam deliberately controlled the pace, just slowly building up Carlene's tension and excitement.
Carlene was tossing her head back and forth, knowing something was happening and wanting that something. Adam's gentle movements were driving her to distraction. Excitement was raging through her and she didn't know what to do.
Adam ploughed gently onwards, holding Carlene poised at a near climax, enjoying the way she twisted under him, gasping with need.
Finally realising he either had to stop or finish, Adam gave that little extra push that took Carlene over the edge, shuddering and screaming, the screams muffled by Adam's hand covering her mouth. He lay there, looking down at her, smiling as Carlene struggled back to rationality.
"Carlene," he murmured, when she finally seemed to have it all together again, "we are not going to continue to wait until we're married. When we want to do it, we will. OK."
Carlene looked up at Adam. Mentally, she shrugged. Too late to say no, now. Besides, she'd enjoyed that. She nodded.
That initial seduction established the pattern for Carlene and Adam's sex life. Adam always initiated it, repeating the gentle performance of their initial coming together. As far as Adam was concerned, if something works once, why change it?
The wedding day came and went. After marriage, Carlene would occasionally let Adam know she was in the mood, but it still fell substantially on Adam's shoulders to make the running. Until the day of the barbecue.
It was a hot day and it seemed half the neighbourhood was at the barbecue. It was noisy and it was fun. The host had effectively thrown his house open and everyone was coming and going.
