Chapter 1: The Hero

Bob kept an eye out for Sonya now whenever he could. To his dismay, he had not seen her over the weekend. Really, he has not seen her since Thursday, July 25th. Her birthday. Now it’s Monday the 29th. Not seeing her for four days has made him second guess himself. Should he not have taken her shopping? Should he have not poked her sides in a playful manner? Should he have not bought that neon sign with her name in big letters? Did he do something that maybe scared her off? Usually, she was outside doing something ... whether it was with her dog Max or out running around or even just laying outside in their backyard. Or even flashing his back door in the early morning hours. Bob smiled at that thought. He shook his head at the thought of a nearly naked Sonya.

He looked at his watch, almost eleven. A group of his friends from the VFW usually meet for lunch at the Cracker Barrel every Monday. He gave a glance at the neighbors house one last time, hoping.

A big deep sigh of disappointment. And with that he got in his old Lincoln Continental and made his way to lunch.

Sonya got her bike and started to make her way back home from Laurens. Laurens grandparents live on Okauchee Lake, so Lauren and her sisters go there a lot. Sonya being like a fourth daughter is there almost just as much as Lauren. Since it was Sonyas birthday they had a little party for her there. Lots of tubing and skiing and swimming and just laying out in the sun. It was with Laurens family that Sonya went to see Kenny Chesney, June 22nd. She had so much fun that she became a big country music fan. Her and Lauren are already planning on seeing Chesney the next time he comes to Milwaukee and see other acts too.

Sonya and Lauren had made a last-minute swim in the lake before heading back home to Laurens. Sonya kept her little two piece on under a tiny pair of cutoff jean shorts. She figured two things, 1- It’s easier to just put clothes on over bikini and 2- By the time she rode her bike home maybe they would be dry. Nicole drove the girls back home and from there Sonya rode her bike back to her home half a mile away. She had her backpack on over her shoulders, a tight little white cotton shirt that became wet with her bikini top. So it showed threw showing her black bikini top under it. Her jean cut off shorts with the top button undone. She had texted Sean to let him know that ‘yes’ she was back at Lauren’s and riding her bike home. So it was no surprise to her that she saw him biking a couple blocks from her house and joined her in the bike ride home.

Bob was enjoying lunch as usual with his friends. Joking and reminiscing. It was a little past two in the afternoon, close to three hours of taking up table space at the restaurant before all of them decided it was time to leave.

Bob hit the road five minutes later. Humming in his car to a Johnny Mathis song playing on the radio. His attention turned from his buddies to Sonya quickly. He started to think about her and all of the interactions he has had with her over the past year. All good memories, some better than others of course. He was hoping she was home and he could have another nice little moment with her. He was giving some scenarios some thought and came to the conclusion that maybe leaving his Lincoln Continental at the end of his driveway and put out some supplies to wash his car. That way if she is out running or doing whatever he would have a built in reason on being out there with her.

He remembers her wearing that nice little red bikini. Tied up on each side of her. She was bent over on all fours looking back at him. She didn’t know that he was watching in his bedroom window. He was watching, watching and stroking at how cute she looked. Her figure was starting to appear, putting shapes to her young body. When she looked back over her shoulder towards him, he instantly thought of how she would look if he was taking her from behind.

His thoughts drifted to her wearing a skimpy bikini and washing his car. Soapy suds dripping off the car but mostly dripping off of her glistening young body. She’s smiling as she is washing his car. She is wearing a tight little thong, water flowing down the slight curves of her beautiful butt. Bob could feel his cock stir in his pants. He smiles.

HONK!!!!!

Bob is startled at the rude driver behind him, then he realizes that the light he was sitting at has turned green. He gives a friendly wave, kind of saying sorry to the driver behind him.

Sonya and Sean rode their bikes up the driveway. They both dumped their bikes at the side door. Sonya wasn’t really in the mood to do any kind of entertaining today. She spent a long weekend with Lauren and her family on the lake. She was tired and just wanted to spend the rest of the day relaxing. Plus, she realized after hanging with Lauren and her sisters that she just wasn’t into Sean the same way that Lauren was with her boyfriend. She wanted to break things off with him, just for now she did not want any drama. She just wanted to relax. She knew if she brought Max inside the house that would keep Sean out of the house. For some reason Max did not like Sean. He usually likes all of her friends but he was always agiatated around Sean. So, she brought Max inside, then she went out back and laid a towel out on the lounge chair.

Sean instantly went up to Sonya from behind. Kissing her neck and rubbing her shoulders. Sonya just let him do that for a little bit. Then she turned to face him. She wanted to tell him that she just wanted to relax today and do nothing. However, he took her turning to face him as a sign that she wanted to make out. He stepped close to her and started to kiss her, slipping his tongue in her mouth. She didn’t return the kiss, that didn’t bother him. His hands started to feel her up. Sonya tried to step away from him. Taking one step back, which he matched. She took another step back and another. He matched her every time. Until, her back was up against the house. Sean, was tired of hearing how far all of his buddies went with a girl. He wants to fuck Sonya, his girlfriend. He deserves it from her. He pushes her shirt up. She starts to resist. He reaches up her shirt and pulls at her bikini top she wore under her t-shirt. She tries to push his arms away. “Stop, Sean. I just want to relax.” She tells him.

He ignores her little plea. He knows she is just teasing him. His fingers probe at the top under her shirt. He unties her bikini and pulls it off of her. His fingers reach down at her little jean shorts. Unbuttoning the top button, he lowers the zipper to her shorts. Exposing the bikini bottoms she had on under the shorts.

Max is in Sonya’s bedroom, just on the other side of where Sonya and Sean were. Max was barking and barking. Pacing all over her room and jumping up to the open window. It was a different type of bark. Not a playful bark that he usually does. No, this was a very aggressive bark.

Sean had pushed Sonya’s shirt up, exposing her young breasts. He sucked and kissed and licked each breast. She stared off into the distance.

He started to push her jean shorts down. He doesn’t understand why she isn’t helping him, he knows she wants this just as much as he wants this. He feels her hands trying to push his arms. He is thinking to himself, she is trying to push his arms down, she is helping him push her shorts off of her. She wants this. This is going to be great. “Damn, your shorts are tight Sonya.” He tells her as he pushes them down. He gets them down mid-thigh. “Tits are small, but they aren’t bad.” He explains to her. He unties her bikini bottoms from her and quickly discards them to the ground.

She is exposed, she is not understanding what is happening and why it’s happening. She is scared, she is vulnerable. She is startled to Max, barking. Barking. She comes to a quick realization on what is happening to her. She pushes back at Sean.

Bob is whistling along and humming to Johnny Mathis singing. He is home as he backs into his driveway. He came to the conclusion to keep his car toward the front of his house. By the water hose. He can act like he is going to wash his car and hope that Sonya will be out and about so that he can have any kind of interaction with her. Sheesh, Bob, what are you falling in love with her? He asked himself. He laughed at the silly thought. He’s like sixty years her senior. That’s wishful thinking, dumbass. He put the car in park. He thought it would be good to go get the supplies and get it set up to wash just in case. So, he made his way to the backdoor of his home.

Something made him turn to Sonya’s bedroom. It was Max. He heard Max barking up a storm. He thought that was strange. Max never barks. He stopped in his tracks and turned to Sonyas bedroom. Max continues to bark. Bob looked at every window on this side of the house and nothing looked out of the ordinary. He took a couple steps towards the fence that separates the two yards. He didn’t see anything in the backyard. He saw a towel on one of the lounge chairs but that was strange to him. Sonya usually left a towel on the chairs back there in the past. Still Max barked.

Bob thought maybe he should walk around the front of the house to the back. Maybe he would see something at their backdoor. He walked carefully around the front of the house and made his way to the back door. He saw the two bikes. Someone is here, he thought. The door was closed. He looked at the back door and then towards to the backyard. Well, let’s just make sure the backyard is clear before he steps foot in the neighbors house. He didn’t want to go into his neighbors house unannounced and catch Sonya in a uncompromising position that she would not like. Still Max was barking, so something was going on. Bob made his was to the backyard, looking from the garage to his garage to his house. The sightline was clear. Then he saw it, saw them. The punk kid has Sonya up against her house. Then he saw Sonya slap the boy across his face. Bob took that as a sign to get over there.

Sonya slapped Sean as hard as she could. Sean’s reaction was fast though and he just was grazed by her slap. He wasn’t going to allow that. He slapped her back as hard as he could. With her back against the house, she had nowhere to go. She took the whole force of his slap. She was instantly knocked out and flopped to the ground. Sean was angry now, “God Damn it, look what you made me do.” Sean started to bend over towards Sonya as she lay there on the grass in front of him. He pulled at her bikini bottoms loosening the strings tied up on each him. Grabbing them in his hand he started to pull at them.

Bob was amazed at the scene that was playing out right in front of him. He bull rushed as best as his 74 year old body could and knocked the punk boy off his feet. He then put his hands up and walked over to where the boy fell away from Sonya. He wanted to kill this coward. He took a couple steps when the punk quickly got to his feet.

Sean made his way back to his feet, looking at what he did. He made eye contact to Sonya who was waking up. “Sonya, I’m sorry. Really, I am sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” Sean pleaded. His youth kept him out of arm’s reach of the old man. He quickly made his way to his bike and rode off. He was half a block away on his bike when he realized that he had pulled Sonya’s bikini bottom clear off her.

Bob turned his attention to Sonya then. She was coming to. He could tell she was a little shaken up. She had her shorts down mid-thigh, her shirt was pulled up over her budding breasts. “Sweetie, are you ok?” He asked as he reached out a hand to help her up to her feet.

She reached up and took his hand, he helped her stand up. Sonya was embarrassed by what happened. Confused. She looked around as she could tell her shorts were not on all the way. She quickly pulled her shorts up, zipping them up and buttoning the button on her jean shorts.

“I’m calling the cops.” Mr. Johnson told her.

That made Sonya quickly think of her parents and grandparents. If they knew, it would kill her cause they would be so hurt and mad. Her dad would kill Sean and then he would go to jail. All of these thoughts were racing through her mind.

“No, please no.” Sonya replied. “I’m fine.”

“Really?” He asked her. He couldn’t stop his eyes from stealing glances at her exposed breasts still on display.

Her eyes looking around the backyard. “Yes, really.” She said,”I just want to...” She paused, “I’m fine. I just need a nap. Please don’t say anything to my parents. Dad would kill him and then go to jail...” She quietly said.

Bob could totally see Tony killing the boy. He reached up then, he swiftly pulled her shirt down over her breasts. “Okay, I won’t. But if I see that boy over here again I will call the police if I don’t kill him myself.”

Sonya felt Mr. Johnson pulling her shirt down, she didn’t know that her tits were exposed like they were. Listening to Mr. Johnson tell her he would kill him if he saw him again was reassuring to her. She gave a slight smile to her hero, the man who saved her life. “Thanks, Mr. Johnson.”