Chapter 2

Rebekah

In the Riverwalk Park parking lot, Rebekah did one of those fast changes that teenage girls seem to know how to make. She pulled a simple yet pretty dress from a bag in the trunk of her car. She did not bother to don her blouse or bra on the walk to the car. Her beautiful heavy breasts teased Zack with their hypnotic easy sway as she walked across the grass.

At the back of her BMW, she slipped on her C-cup bra and told Zack to lend a hand. He usually went the other direction taking them off, but he found the hooks on the wideband and by the time she was slipping the dress over her head and pushing down her shorts, he had fastened her bra.

“You have your school polo you can wear that. Your shorts should be fine for the lecture in Temple Hall.” She smoothed her dress. Dark blue, short-sleeved with a hem that fell at the line of her knees. The low scoop neckline teased the tops of her tan tits. The silver Star of David charm resting on top of her cleavage.

“You look great,” he said, admiring her figure as Rebekah teased her dark hair while examining the interior of the trunk for anything else she needed.

“Thanks. Sorry to drag you along. It’s just my dad is giving one of the talks tonight and I promised to be there. We can hit a drive-through on the way pick up some tacos and you can tell me more.” She rattled this all off in her direct take-charge way as he went into his gym bag for his shirt, hopefully not too wrinkled.

“No problem.” He said meaning it. Happy to spend more time with Rebekah.

Zack had a favor to ask of her before he got too far into the meat of his story about his family sex date at Danika’s house. He was still sorting out his feelings for Rebekah so hesitated on the ask. He liked her and she was different from the other girls in his small but expanding social circle.

She had a worldly ‘been there done that attitude’ you don’t find in other fifteen and sixteen-year-old girls. Ms. Franks had told him that his experiences over the last 18 months, living in Germany, and having his dad rush off to war, had pushed his maturity level beyond the experiences of his peers. But his friend Pete had been begging him to ask.

Pete was his only really close guy friend at Saint-U. They had been friends since elementary school. He was skinny and shy. Not bad looking but awkward around girls, he was extremely smart and funny. When asked to choose a sport at Saint-U he asked if board games counted and when told no, he chose tennis to Zack’s surprise.

His friend was a regular in the RPG group, so Pete knew Hannah and Olivia along with his sister Heidi. But at fifteen going on sixteen, he was still a virgin. Since he started playing tennis, badly, had developed a crush on Bethany the new gorgeous blonde tennis player from Santa Barbara. Zack hadn’t mentioned to Pete his interactions with Bethany at Brothel Night.

Zack suggested Pete set up a ‘sex date’ with her but Pete was mortified by his suggestion. Not at sex with her but he had this idea that he wanted to know what he was doing before he asked his parents to request a sex date. Pete had noticed Zack hanging out with his pretty new friend Rebekah and looked up her sex date profile. Her acceptance rate was quite low about 1 in 5 her profile said. Feedback was extremely positive and her videos were bold. There was an unwritten rule in the program that you dated at least once a month and posted the video. Which brought him to his awkward moment.

“I have a favor to ask,” he eventually said as she found the onramp to I-40. Her aggressive driving and not using the auto assist at first made him nervous. He was calmer now after surviving a couple of trips with her.

“Ask away,” she said as she checked the mirrors and merged into traffic.

He had learned with her to just be direct. So he was.

“My friend Pete,” he paused, she nodded “He wants to go on a ‘date’ with you,” she risked a glance at him, he couldn’t see her eyes behind the dark glasses “he is a virgin...”

She didn’t say anything for a moment. She glanced at her device’s map in its holder on the dash though he was sure she knew her route to the Temple.

“Let’s make a trade ... of dates,” she said eventually.

“Trade?” he thought he heard her correctly, “You will do Pete for a favor or a trade?” that was good for Pete, but he had not heard the rest.

“Yes, I and will ‘do’ Pete. I actually like virgin boys. They haven’t been ruined by other girls and most are open to instruction and grateful in the end,” her eyes smiled behind her sunglasses.

Just how many virgin boys has his ‘slut’ of a friend had? That particular data point was not in her sex dating profile.

“So what is the trade?” Her sister Gal, one of her less attractive friends? He was opening the door to be taken advantage of and Pete would owe him big time.

“My cousin Monica. She is seventeen and is also a virgin. She had a big fight with her family in Florida and has been staying with us since April. She wasn’t home when you were over last week, so you didn’t meet her.”

His first thought was what was wrong with her that Rebekah would be asking this favor.

“And no, there is nothing wrong with her she is actually quite nice if you like her type. Monica is ‘compact’ she has it all, boobs and hard ass. She does those Tough Mudder-type obstacle course runs so is super fit. She comes from a strict religious family and did not get out much socially. She reads a lot of the same books you like so there is that.” she paused “So yes?” Smiling, she risked a glance.

“Yes. I will since it will make my Jewish Princess happy and Pete will be very excited too,” Zack said, mostly meaning it. Sex was sex and making a new friend was not a bad thing especially one of her cousins.

She gave him the evil eye look the one she used any time he called her a ‘princess’ but then she grinned back at him.

“Let’s get off here, there is a Taco Hotel we can hit then eat in the parking lot at the Temple. We still have some time and you need to finish your story,” she said making a quick smooth exit off the State Route to the city streets.

“Okay, Zack you’ve got 20 minutes until we have to go in. Give it to me,” Rebekah said as she sat back in her seat. Taco wrappers sat in the crumpled paper bag at Zack’s feet and their soft drinks in the center console cup holders. They both had their windows down allowing in the warm early evening air.

After finishing his tacos, he took a moment to find his train of thought and what he wanted to say. “To be honest her family was a lot of fun once things got going. I don’t think I have ever been in a group where everyone is so concerned that the other person is enjoying themselves.”

Rebekah turned in her seat watching him.

“Really? That’s nice to hear that your experience was different than mine at Brothel Night. Where my clients were all about themselves, even our dads’. You took time to care about us girls, which is why we are here today. But go on.” She smiled as she reached for her drink.

“As I said they were a friendly group of people asking each other if you were okay, if you wanted something, or needed anything. Three younger girls with the red thongs on were walking around with gels and lotions stopping to help ‘fluff’ cocks. One had a tray of shot glasses she kept full of fruity-flavored vodka. People were happy, you got that.”

“Yes. Now give it to me.” Rebekah said eyes scanning the front of the Synagogue complex in front of them.

“All the details” he asked.

“The ‘play by play’ to use your baseball term, yes,” she replied.

“Alright. I was having fun with Ruth. Pregnant women don’t stop wanting sex, I learned that much. I fingered her bring her to her first orgasm, with me anyway. I bent her over in front of the couch as she demanded more in a very loud voice, my fingers inside her still. It would have been louder, but she managed to find a cock to put in her mouth. As we got started, she surprised me by telling me I could do anything I wanted with her and that she was there for my pleasure. I asked her to suck my balls and finger my ass which she did before I bent her over. Then a cousin scooted over and politely asked Ruth if she would clean his cock. She opened her mouth to him as I got my strokes going in her tight, very wet pussy.” He said everything matter of fact. There had been more, but he painted a good sight picture for Rebekah.

He looked at Rebekah, she was looking out the driver’s side window, not at him. Perhaps lost in thought her fingers clasped tightly on her lap.

“So yeah sex was happening. Brad had his blonde niece Katie under him on one of the mattresses with her long slender legs wrapped around his hips. Uncle Mike had a teen girl on her knees and so on. The few women without male partners made a loose circle on the floor and were kissing, licking pussy, and fingering each other, it was a very erotic sight. One older cousin put on a big black strap-on cock. I had to sort through all this and handle Ruth while trying to keep an eye on what Danika was doing. I had the first of several vodka shots, Ruth of course could not, but she didn’t need it as she had her own wild energy.”