I married a woman with three teenaged girls. My wife, Donna, is short, about 5 feet nothing with red hair and blue eyes. She's not the most beautiful woman in the world, but she's not bad to look at either. At forty-one she's starting to put on a little weight, but that's to be expected after four kids. We had another girl together in our first year of marriage. Sierra is five years old and cute as a button now.
Donna's other kids have grown up over the five years. The other kids are Michelle, Ashley, and Karen. Michelle is the youngest at fifteen, Ashley's eighteen, and Karen's twenty.
Karen is married and pregnant. In fact she is due sometime this week. She married a black guy named Joe. She always had a thing for black guys. The movie stars she liked were Wesley Snipes and Will Smith. Karen stands a little over five feet tall, long brown hair, and blue eyes. It's a good thing Karen liked black guys, because she has an ass that black guys love, a real bubble butt. It's not that she's fat, she just had a black woman's ass. The other thing about Karen that everyone likes, black or white, is her huge tits. Now that she's pregnant she is over a double d bra size.
Before Karen got married, she didn't date very much and insisted that she was going to stay a virgin until she finished college. When she went to college things changed. She came to me instead of her mother and told me that guys kept trying to get her into bed. As I said she thought she wanted to be a virgin until school was done, so she didn't know much as far as sex was concerned.
"So what do you want me to do?" I asked.
"Well." She started, her face turning a bright red. "I thought that since we aren't really related that maybe you could teach me."
"Teach you what?" I asked.
"Teach me about sex!" She said. "All the guys at school have had sex before and I haven't. I'm afraid I'll mess up and they won't like me."
"First of all, if they get you in bed they won't complain." I told her. "But if they didn't like you because of your inexperience then you don't want to be with them anyway because they just want to get laid and don't care about you at all."
"I don't want to screw up though!" She said, crying now. "I'm scared I'll hurt them! Honestly, I'm just scared about all of it."
"Tell you what." I said. "You talk to your Mother about what you want to do and if she says its all right with her we'll go from there."
I figured that even if Karen got up the courage to ask her Mom that Donna would say not just no, but hell no! I was wrong!
Donna and I were in bed that night and she called for Karen. I looked at my wife shocked. "Well, I'd rather have her learn from us than from some young jerk that will treat her like shit and hurt her." She said.
Karen walked into the room in her pajamas and stood by the bed. "Now you get out of bed and treat her like you would if you were getting ready to get her into bed." Donna said. "Treat her like you did me our first time together."
"Well in that case I have to take her to the movies." I said. "And she has to give me a blow job while I'm driving her home."