Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Ma/ft, Fa/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Heterosexual, Fiction, Workplace, Polygamy/Polyamory, Anal Sex, Cream Pie, First, Oral Sex, Petting, Safe Sex, Slow,
Desc: Coming of Age Sex Story: Prologue - This is the continuation of the story told in "A Well-Lived Life 2", Book 4. If you haven't read the entire 10 book "A Well-Lived Life" and the first four books of "A Well-Lived Life 2" you'll have some difficulty following the story. This is a dialog driven story. The author was voted 'Author of the Year' and 'Best New Author' in the 2015 Clitorides Awards.
February, 24 2001, Chicago, Illinois
“What the heck were you thinking?” I asked testily.
We were sitting in my study two days after it happened.
“I thought you’d be OK with it!” April protested. “Jennifer even let me spend the night with Jesse on Thursday!”
“You’re 35! He’s 15!”
“Steve, I’m sorry. I honestly thought you were OK with it! Your first was older! I can’t undo it.”
“No, you can’t undo it! And what I did in 1978 is totally irrelevant to 2001! You’re lucky I decided not to call the cops!”
“Oh my God! No!” she gasped.
I couldn’t control it any longer and burst out laughing.
“YOU BASTARD!” she screeched. “You had me thinking you were going to kill me, or worse!”
“I thought you knew me well enough to know it wasn’t an issue!” I laughed. “There is an issue, though. And it does give me a serious concern.”
“Yes. Your husband.”
“That’s between me and him. I’ll deal with it.”
“No. Now it’s between you, him, AND Jesse.”
“Why? I made it clear to Jesse that this was a once-in-a-lifetime thing, never, ever to be repeated. It was sex, pure and simple. Great, glorious sex!” she giggled. “He was totally aware of the situation. The little brat quizzed me like you did back in the day!”
I chuckled, “What do you expect? He’s my kid!”
“I’ll say!” she smirked. “He met all three challenges just like his old man!”
“Jesus, April!” I laughed. “His first time?”
“It’s your fault, you know?”
“How is it MY fault?”
“He told me, when we were talking, that he wanted to do everything that he saw you do with me!”
“Oh hell,” I laughed. “You know I only found out later that he’d been spying.”
“Yes. Jennifer told me at some point years ago. She found it amusing.”
“I’m sure she did! But I had my revenge!”
“Oh?” April asked, arching an eyebrow.
“On Jen. But that’s between her and me.”
“Jesse was more than a little surprised about the third one. I guess from his perch on the stairs and being only three, he had no idea where you put it!”
“I think we’re treading heavily into ‘Too Much Information’ territory!” I chuckled.
“Then I’ll just add that he can give his old man a run for his money. And I taught him the same thing you told me your first taught you.”
“Now I KNOW we’re in ‘Too Much Information’ territory!” I said, but I was laughing hard.
But then I stopped. I had an important question to ask. A serious one.
“Tell me if it’s none of my business, but what about your husband? I’ve been pretty adamant with Jesse about girls who are taken.”
“Tell me, Steve, at age fifteen, would YOU have cared if your first had still been married? Answer truthfully now.”
I chuckled, “No, I don’t believe I would have. The sense of self-preservation came later. Much later!”
“Donny will never, ever know. I’ve wanted to do something like this for years, but obviously Jesse was too young. And I don’t mean I was thinking about HIM that way. I just wanted a virile teenage boy that could go as many times as I wanted and would do anything I wanted. The teaching was fun!”
That was very different from my experience with Jennie McGrath, now Jennie Sanders. There, it had been a combination of her needing intimate contact, and being attracted to me. There was an emotional connection, though she’d wisely broken things off before it got out of control. I was sure Jesse would come talk to me at some point. I knew what had happened because I’d seen April leave the next morning and had asked Jennifer about it. I had raised the issue of April’s husband and Jennifer had simply shrugged and said it wasn’t really our business.
“It still concerns me.”
“You obviously impressed on Jesse how important an issue that was. We talked for a good twenty minutes about that before he’d even kiss me! Talk about frustrating!”
I smiled. He really was following in my footsteps in that way. I’d been told I was frustrating by more sex partners than I could count!
“As long as he thought it through and made his own decision.”
“I didn’t push him, if that’s what you meant. I simply asked him if he would like a sexy kiss for his birthday!”
I laughed hard, “You asked him to have sex with you, you dope!”
“When Jesse was little, say from age two to age five, he equated sex with kissing. I guarantee you that connection came back because of who you are and what he had seen when he was three!”
“Oops!” she laughed. “I suppose I did. Well, it doesn’t appear to have done any lasting harm.”
“I’m sure that it didn’t.”
“I’ll make it up to you,” she smiled.
“You’re married, and that is a line I won’t cross, even for a woman as sexy and fun as you are.”
“Not me, silly. My girls. When the triplets turn fourteen in five years, I’ll tell them who to go to for their first lessons!”
I just shook my head.