Chapter 4: April’s Fool

Stanley had told me he was going to send his daughter in for me to deflower. I started watching every girl as they came toward the reference desk ... Who am I kidding, I had been doing that all along. But now I was sizing them up as potential sex partners ... Well, I guess I had been doing that before also. I guess the only difference was that one of them would approach me as a sure thing.

It finally happened. A young slip of a girl, approached the desk and requested “The Salmon of Doubt” by Douglas Adams. Release the hounds!

She looked into my eyes with an apparent eagerness. I rose from the desk to guide her to what she was looking for.

As we walked to the back room, I looked her over. Nicely budding breasts covered by a pink tank top. Her blonde hair was very similar to her mother’s. It was even pulled back in a pony tail. Her denim shorts covered what appeared to be a lovely round ass. She was very slim, but was working on some lovely curves. Her skin had the flawlessness you would expect for her age, with a tan that was evidence of some time beside a pool.

I stepped ahead of her and opened the door to what was being used more as my pleasure palace than a staff room now, and led her in.

“I guess we don’t need to waste much time with preliminaries” I said as I gently stepped forward and put my hands on her waist. She looked up into my face and I leaned down to kiss her. Our lips met and she melted into my arms. It soon became apparent that she was an experienced kisser. Her tongue snaked out and pushed into my mouth. I let my hands slide from her waist to her ass as we kissed. She raised her arms and put them on my shoulders as I pulled her closer.

I kissed away from her mouth and worked my way down her neck. At the same time, I took one of my hands from her ass and cupped one of her small breasts. The nipple stiffened in my palm as I gently cradled it.

She seemed eager enough, so I reached to the bottom of her tank top and started pulling it over her head. She raised her arms to help me. She was wearing a soft satin, training type, bra. Her nipples were already straining against it and her breathing was getting heavier.

I unfastened her bra and pulled it away from her chest. As I took one of her nipples in my mouth, she pulled my head harder against her chest and moaned deeply.

As I sucked her nipple, I slid my hands to her shorts and unfastened them. She wiggled her hips to help me as I pulled them down her legs. She now stood gloriously in only her panties. I kissed her lips again and felt her panting with the excitement of what was to come. Her father was right; she was definitely ready to start experimenting with sex.

I knew we didn’t have too much time and she seemed comfortable with what we had done so far, so I continued on. I kissed my way back down her neck, between her breasts and across her flat stomach toward the top of her panties. I could feel her muscles ripple under my lips as I kissed areas she was unaccustomed to having another person touching.