Here's a true life story for you. These events really happened. Well, except for the good parts - but hey, a guy can dream, can't he?
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I knew I shouldn't stare, but I couldn't help it - she was just so beautiful. When I first met Cathy, she was only 11 years old, and I was an old married man of 28. Her family moved in next door, and while her mother was quite a looker, Cathy was a little on the awkward side, with glasses and a big nose. Her father was military, so they moved around a lot, but they had picked this house as a kind of "home base", where they returned every so often, renting the house out when they were stationed elsewhere. Cathy was off at college when they returned, so when I went next door and saw her on summer break from school, I was stunned. Her glasses were gone, and her face had grown into her nose. And that's not all that had grown - that gawky adolescent body had become tall and slender, with long beautiful legs rising to a pair of tight shorts holding in a mouthwatering ass, tight little waist, finishing off with a v-neck blouse accenting the sweetest pair of tits the world had ever seen.
I was a little embarrassed when it appeared I had been caught checking out this 19-year-old beauty's killer bod, but she simply smiled sweetly at me and waved. I tried to behave myself, but it was nearly impossible to keep my erection at bay as I talked to her and her parents. She was a communications major in college, and had hoped to spend the summer as an intern at a local radio station. Unfortunately for her, the station she had interviewed with was one of those "Morning Zoo" stations, and the hosts of the program thought she wouldn't be suited for their style of fun. We listened to a bit of her on-air interview, and they decided that although she was quite beautiful, they liked to "abuse" their interns with sex talk, and given her on-air admission to being a virgin, it "just wouldn't be right" for them to have their fun with her.
She seemed to be taking it pretty well that night, but the next day when I ran into her, she seemed really down. As we stood just outside her garage talking, I thought I'd try to cheer her up, so I joked, "I just hope when my daughter gets to your age she loves me enough to do like you did - either be a virgin, or lie to me about it."