Megan sat on the sofa in the restaurant, listening to her mom and the others around the table chit chatting. She rubbed her forehead vigorously as if trying to rub away the little headache she was getting. She was becoming frustrated and bored with nothing to do but sit and wait.
Megan was a quiet, reserved type of girl. Just eighteen this summer, she had been raised only by her mom and never talked to about the birds and the bees or the ways of the world. She had been closeted and kept away from any male female interactions most all of her life. Her mom had always made sure to keep her own life private from Megan, never letting strange men come into their home. Always going with her mom everywhere, never really having any close friends to hang with.
Kept naïve and innocent of all real life, she was taught to be obedient, trusting and kind to all always. Never raising her voice or speaking ill of anyone... having always been taught to be seen and not heard the way a good girl should be.
To those that noticed, nothing could hide her tall toned frame, her bosom blossoming with perky ripe nipples poking through her bathing suit top, long legs and high hips toned from lots of swimming, long brown hair down her back and an invitingly friendly face with kissable lips. It was a body just waiting to be awakened.
They had come to the beach for the weekend, her mom and Bob, her mom's boyfriend, the first of mom's boyfriends to ever be introduced to Megan and the first ever that was allowed to be living with them. They had brought Megan along for the trip, a fun weekend at the beach...but here she sat waiting while they hung out with their friends at the bar...she just wanted to go to the beach. The water, sun and the sand were calling to her.
Sighing softly, Megan looked around, thinking she may as well get her new float ready. Remembering suddenly that it still needed to be blown up, her eyes flew to their beach bags not seeing the lime green plastic poking up...where was her float? Her eyes scanned the other bags of beach stuff at the end of the couch. A big plastic lime green float would stand out even deflated...wouldn't it?
In her haste and excitement, she must have left it in the hotel room. She couldn't go to the beach without it and it still needed to be blown up too. Standing up from the comfy couch she had been waiting so patiently on, Megan walked over to the table where her mom was. Sliding in between her mom and Bob, she patiently waited for a break in their conversation to interrupt.
"Mom..i forgot my float in the hotel room." She said rubbing her forehead, "and I got a headache.."
Everyone stopped talking and looked at Megan sympathetically. "Aww... hunny, you were supposed to bring all the stuff you needed when we left the room." Her mom said a little irritated, and looking apologetically to her friends.
Megan lowered her head, and pouted a little embarrassed at her mom's public admonishment. "it's ok, I got a key," said Bob, speaking up suddenly. "I'll go with her up to the room, I need to get more smokes anyway, and make a call." He said matter-of-factly.
Megan's mom smiled and thanked him, turning back to her friends as he slid off the bar stool and grabbed Megan's hand pulling her with him. Megan just quietly followed along side, trying not to tumble over her own feet.
Out they went, through the doors of the restaurant, across the street and up the stairs to the second floor beach hotel room they were renting for the weekend. Once the door was opened, Bob ushered Megan inside following her in and shut the door.
Megan heard the click, but thought nothing of it. Though she was nearly grown, she had a very trusting youthfulness to her. Megan always saw only the good in people, never the bad. A strong naivety that throughout her 18 years, she had never lost, even as her body had matured, her mind stayed innocent of the roles of men and women. She stood in the room rubbing her head absentmindedly looking around for the thing she came for.
"Are you feeling ok Megan?" bob asked her, his eyes roaming over her barely covered bikinied body with his hungry lustful eyes as he waited for her answer.
She was a tasty treat for sure, thought Bob. He had been watching her since moving in with her and her mom a few months ago. He had watched how she was raised by her mom. Hell her mom wouldnt even kiss him in front of Megan, let alone show him affection. Biding his time, waiting... Watching...planning...growing hungrier and hungrier for the girl finally standing before him now nearly bare in her bikini. Everything hinged on this moment. He couldn't have asked for better timing.
"mhmm...have a little headache is all I think..." Megan replied a little distractedly, not noticing in the least how bob was looking at her and licking his lips.
Taking Megan's hand once again, bob lead her over to the little area between the bed and bathroom wall and placed her in front of him.
"Well, I might be able to help you with the head ache, But only if you trust me. It's something I do usually only for your mom when she has a headache." He said as he moved to stand in front of her taking both her hands in his. His tone only showing an interest as to how Megan was feeling. Hiding the inner mayhem pulsating in his blood to get out and ravish her body right there.
"She says it works really well. Do you want me to try it on you Megan? You want to feel better don't you? You have to trust me though...Can you trust me Megan?" he asked looking deep into her innocent eyes...His thoughts swirling in his head,...his cock tingling and growing just at the mere thoughts lurking inside.
His hands moved to her upper arms and began to massage the muscles, slowly rubbing his hands up and down her arms, gripping the muscles firm and then soft ... kneading them, relaxing her...getting her used to his touch. Letting his fingers stretch out now and then to graze the sides of her perky young breasts, at first slowly to see if she'd shy back and when she didn't, he grew braver letting his outstretched thumbs casually reached out and brushed over her nipples. Growing bolder and bolder as he talked to softly her making sure to keep her focus on him and not what his hands were doing...yet awakening the deep sensations in her untouched body that he knew she wouldn't be able to comprehend yet. He smiled feeling her body quiver more and more each time he tested her hardening young buds, moving his thumbs in small circles overtop of them.
Megan stared up to him, full of innocence and trust and nodded slowly, his hands were making her feel so relaxed and all tingly inside, making her shiver when he brushed against her breasts accidentally. But she just stood there listening to him, thinking nothing over the way his fingers brushed her hardening nipples now and then by mistake, only hazily aware of what the unfamiliar feelings beginning to travel through her were.
"ok, you have to trust me ...you do trust me don't you Megan..." he waited for her to nod again staring into her eyes, seeing that she was already very relaxed from his gentle massaging, his hands moved lower over her hips as he took a knee in front of her. His hands gripping her body as they moved down ...massaging as they stimulated her. Chasing away any fears away that might come up as he moved on to the next step. Hooking his thumbs into the top edge of her swim suit bottoms, he began pulling and tugging them down in quick short jerks until the lay at her feet. Megan gasped a little, feeling shy and bent to retrieve them but his hands stopped her and stood her back up. She looked back into his eyes unsure, silently questioning why.
"There now..." he said continuing as if she was not standing there naked from the waist down now, ignoring her questioning innocent eyes. His hands moved back to massaging her arms, brushing her hard nipples with his fingers again. Knowing it would refocus her quickly, taking her thoughts away from her nakedness as the feelings traveled downwards.
"You tell me if anything I do hurts ...Ok Megan, all you have to do is say so and I'll stop. ...Ok? Trust me...This will make your headache go away very fast and make you fell so much better..I'd never do anything to hurt you Megan you know that...."he said keeping her focus on his soft comforting voice.
"There...good girl." He spoke while positioning and moving her gently till the backs of her knees rested against the bed behind her. Gently, he pulled down on her arms to make her sit on the edge.
"Now, sit down ...There ...That's right...good girl..." he said giving her praise for doing as he said as he moved slowly onto his knees fully in front of her. Ever so careful to not make any sudden movements or scare her. Making sure his hands kept moving over her skin soothingly from her arms to her thighs, lulling her into a relaxed security.
Megan felt him pushing her gently, guiding her till her bare bottom sat on the bed. Still she looked at him with those trusting eyes ...so completely simple and pure, only conscious of his voice, and his hands moving on her skin. It felt so nice, so relaxing.
Bob watched as she did everything he said so obediently....so unquestioningly. His cock tingled and pulsed in his bathing suit, already hard and straining to get out.
"Now, ...lay back Megan...mhm... that's it...good girl...relax... just relax." he said as his big hands again kept up the gentle massaging of her arms and then moving to her breasts as he used them as leverage to push her backwards onto the bed. His fingers kneading her soft mounds through her bathing suit top, flicking over her nipples, giving them a slight rolling pinch between his fingers as he massaged his way down her belly to her hips and thighs, pulling her knees apart gradually as he moved his body ever so slowly between them, all the while talking to her in a soft reassuring calm voice.
"You just tell me if anything I do hurts Megan, and I'll stop ...Ok? ...just let me know...now trust me...that's it relax...open your legs for me...mhmm ...good girl...this is going to make you feel so much better Megan... trust me." He said skillfully. Things couldn't be going any better, she was like putty in his hands. He couldn't wait to taste her, as her scent wafted up to his nose.
