Chapter 1

The thirty year old Millie was an unusually attractive female fettered by dual curse of being both shy and a literal virgin with little interest in finding a suitable spouse. She had no parents since they were both taken from this world by a speeding city bus driven by a distracted driver who was forever haunted by his unfortunately careless and inconsiderate driving habits. Happily, Millie didn't feel particularly afflicted and the lack of male influence in her life was of little concern to her because she felt no need for all that foolishness.

After her grandmother died from a bout of influenza, Millie finished her childhood in a foundling home for unwanted children in a large city of grown-ups with their own problems to contend with. She finally got out of the depressing place by finding certified suitable employment at a large retail department store as a trainee in the stock room. Her first place of her own was in a small rooming house filled with lonely people all shocked that they had fallen to the bottom rung of the ladder.

Fourteen years later, Millie had risen to the position of head of the store's human resources department and was responsible for all the hiring and firing of the stores employees. She was a valued member of the store's middle management and had not punched a clock for years. In all honesty, she would have to be paid some serious overtime if such was the case.

Millie was still in the large rooming house because she had never seen the need to change her lifestyle to a larger or more expensive place to live. The ownership had changed a few times and now there was a European couple who ran the place with disinterested attitudes. The tenants had stopped bothering them to fix things because they both lacked sufficient grasp of English to understand the problem. Millie tended to think they both merely affected the lack of understanding in order to avoid the maintenance work needed. Her next door neighbor was a pretty girl who worked as a chorus line dancer for some off Broadway production that required them to go topless for the third act. Her name was Maria and when they got into the inevitable night of wine when they were comparing their boobs, Millie was happy to discover her boobs were much larger and unaffected by gravity than the professional boob displayer next door. Both she and Maria thought nothing of exchanging massages in the privacy of their own apartments after Maria's young boy Tommy was asleep in his bed.

Maria made Millie do dancing exercises every morning before she went to work and eventually Millie could see the results in her full length mirror at the bottom of the bed. Her legs and flanks were trim and shapely and she could see all her curves standing out when she bent over and looked in the mirror behind her. In fact, she was beginning to look almost like Maria the professional dancer and not a "behind the desk" girl at a department store.

All of the massages and the exercise routines had finally aroused Millie's libido to the point that she began to study the males around her to determine which ones would be suitable as bed partners should the need arise. She did her best to disguise her newfound sexual feelings by wearing even more conservative masculine suits and keeping her hair up in a tight bun on the top of her head. Some of the young female clerks were spreading rumors behind her back that she was more interested in women than in men and had no idea how to dispel the nasty words.

Maria was caught up in the demands of the daily stage routine and her many commitments to attend parties and dinners arranged by the producers of the show. Most nights she would return to her apartment too tired to do anything but fall into bed.

Millie took up the slack with young Tommy just to help out for those times when he was not in school. Soon it was almost as if Millie was his mother and not Maria.

Then, one night Maria did not come home at all.

That was the night that Tommy moved into Millie's apartment and she got him ready for school before going to work at the store the next morning.

The police were very understanding but wanted to take Tommy to the home that was run by the Children's and Family Services agency of the city. Millie lied to the officer by saying she was Tommy's aunt and that he would be staying with her. Now, she had Tommy to look out for and she still was not married. In fact, she was still a virgin and that was not the best way to find a spouse in the ninety days she was allowed to prove both she and her "husband" wanted Tommy in their home.

She looked in her diary to sort out the possible candidates for spousal compatibility and came up with only three possibilities for fatherhood.

First, there was the newly divorced Mister Hawkins who constantly ogled every female at the store and whom she had counseled repeatedly about his taking liberties with the newly hired girl's backsides when they bent over to locate items for sale. She knew most of the girls didn't mind at all because Mister Hawkins was a handsome man with a devil-may-care moustache that promised a tickle in sensitive female parts. The fact that he had a bit of a drinking problem was a drawback but he had promised her that he would attend all AA meetings studiously and refrain from drinking in the future. She had scheduled an inspection of his living quarters to make certain he was not hiding any bottles of booze for use in private. It was a relief that she could not locate any booze on the premises because she would have to turn in a report that would cause his dismissal from employment.

The last place she checked was under the living room sofa and she was down in an "all fours" position when she definitely felt his hands roaming all over her nicely curved backside. At first she was a bit worried about her ability to perform with a degree of feminine skill but Mister Hawkins directed his penis to her rearmost entryway and slowly forced her to open her rosebud to his determined shaft. It was important for her to retain her dignity so she merely continued her inspection under the sofa and allowed him to lower her panties and spread her cheeks for masculine insertion.

It was not the entry that she really desired but it sufficed to give her some inkling of the proper way to "take it" from a horny man with only one thing on his mind. The interlude was hot and heavy causing her to break out in a sweat from the determined use of her hindquarters. They did not speak words of love or passion allowing their bodies to have full sway in the course of events. Eventually, she became attuned to the rhythm of the anal intercourse and took the full weight of Mister Hawkins body on her back. It was both an asshole opener and eye opener to her and she knew that when push came to shove, she would be able to get her female slit into proper working order as well.