Russ took his attention off the girl and looked at Mike. He had to keep his lust in check somehow, the girl was just arousing him way too much. Mike was a good looking boy, fine body, golden tan from this vacation. His body was lithe and he wore a tank top which revealed his already beautifully developed muscles, and shorts that really showed off his strong and good-looking legs.
Russ took a really good look at his ass which could be seen quite clearly through the thin material of his shorts, he was so beautiful, it was obscene. He was really a lot like his father, Russ' brother who had been killed in an automobile accident when Mike was ten. The boy's chestnut brown curly hair hung almost to his shoulders and his fine, sensitive face was twisted now in anxious desire.
Russ could see the bulge in his nephews pants as he passionately embraced the girl's voluptuous body, they kissed passionately, long, hard kisses. Russ felt his cock jump with desire and as he saw Mike's hand cupping the girl's full round breast, he felt like he would burst his pants. His sperm boiled and he could almost feel his cock rubbing up and down the warm crevice of the girl's clitoris. Now the older man began to imagine his aching penis sliding up into Wendy Wong's tight, virginal little cunt… Holy shit! What sweet revenge… what pleasure and what sweet revenge! he thought.
Then suddenly Wendy pushed Mike roughly away.
"No more!" Now she was crying and screaming… "Oh Mike, I love you so much… but… but…"
"Please Wendy, please… we're not kids and I love you, I really do. It's alright to make it when you love, it really is alright. Fuck this Goddamn virginity anyway…"
"I want it, I really want it so bad I can almost taste it Mike, but I'm scared. I just don't know what to do, I'm really scared."
"Goddamn! I can't take anymore of this," Russ heard Mike mutter… "I'm going out of my mind, I can't take anymore." As Russ pressed himself closer to the window he saw Mike slam the door of the Teahouse behind him, leaving Wendy alone.
Wendy threw herself on the floor, she just didn't know what to do, she had never experienced anything like this before. Her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her breast. Mike had walked out on her, maybe he'd never come back… what was she going to do, maybe she'd never see him again and it would be all her fault. He'd go off and find another girl, probably one who wasn't so uptight. She felt an incredible surge of pain shoot through her heart, she really loved him, she really wanted him but she was scared, that was all, she was just plain scared.
Suzie has told her over and over again, don't trust a man, they get in you panties, full your pussy with cum and then dump you. They're all alike, sexually driven brutes, not one was any better than the other. She didn't want her heart broken like her aunt's.
Wendy sobbed, she didn't want to lose Mike either. Her body ached again to feel his young body close to hers, to feel his hard cock inside of her. She knew it would be good, it was so sensitive and gentle. Oh God… there was that feeling again, that wild feeling between her legs… she gently began to rub the aroused little nipple of her clitoris, closing her eyes she thought of Mike and his great cock rubbing against her cunt… and…
Suddenly she heard a sound behind her, she sat up quickly and turned around, hastily tidying her hair and drying her eyes.
"Hello, who's there?" she asked cautiously.
"Oh, hi Wendy…" Russ Redford smiled casually… "I didn't realize there was anybody in here… I needed to be alone for a while and I thought of this place, it's usually deserted… Gee, hope I didn't disturb your peace and quiet."
Wendy smiled warmly at Russ. "Oh, no really, that's alright, come in, I don't mind, really." If only she could confide in him, it would be so comforting to be able to talk to someone older. It was pointless in talking to her aunt, she was so unhappy herself, how could he possibly understand how she felt. Don't ever give in to a man, same old answer. Oh, God! She needed to talk to someone. "Do you mind if I keep you company for a few minutes Wendy?"
"Not at all, please do." Wendy looked at Russ and realized he really was a very sweet man, of course she could confide in him.
"Actually, I could use some advice and help," the young girl replied eagerly.
Russ Redford walked toward her and sat down beside her on the floor. "Of course, my dear, anything I can do to help you." Russ felt his eyes immediately drawn to her breasts, so firm, so young, so inviting. He patted her slender young legs and noticed as he did so the delicious curve of her buttocks peeking out of her cut-off jeans. "Now honey, tell me what's the matter?"
Wendy stared at her boyfriend's uncle, she felt hopeless and at a loss for words, how could she put her problem into words. She found herself feeling very afraid and realized that she just didn't know quite how to tell him what was bothering her. She slid her evocative eyes towards him, noticing how well his pants fit his muscular body and just how beautiful he really was, a shudder of excitement shot through her body and her flesh tingled in unexpected delight.
"Gee… Wendy… you're not in trouble are you, you and Mike haven't done anything you shouldn't have you?"
"No… No…" and then she broke down sobbing… "Oh, Mr. Redford, I just don't know what to do… I just don't understand, I'm so confused about… about…" she hesitated, now knowing how to continue.
"About what, Wendy," Russ Redford prompted the young girl.
"About… sex!" The last word tumbling out of Wendy's mouth in tones of unexpected reverence. "Sex, you know?"
"Um, yes I know," Russ retorted, feeling a curious surge of excitement. "I'm not all that old you know! I haven't lost interest in it myself yet and I'm not too old that I don't remember what it was like at your age… Sex isn't dirty, or shameful Wendy, everybody has sex lives and there's no use trying to hide the fact. Did your aunt teach you that sex was dirty Wendy, is that why you're so afraid? Did she teach you that it was wrong?"
Wendy felt a lump in her throat she was so choked with emotion, she couldn't answer. She just nodded her head. Russ held her in his arms in an attempt to comfort her.
"Sex is beautiful baby girl, it's not wrong," he said gently but firmly. "Sex is the most beautiful thing that can happen between two people and especially if its really good, it can't be wrong."
Russ felt the excitement rush through his veins, he felt as if his blood were on a slow but definite boil. Holy shit, this is wildly erotic, he thought. Wendy's firm young body nestling between his muscular arms was playing havoc with his emotions. He gazed at the innocent girl and felt a great affection for her… no… not for revenge… this would be pleasure, pure pleasure, pure sweet pleasure.
God! He hadn't fucked a virgin in years and the thought of her tender young, tight little pussy made his desire more and more acute. His cock was pushing against his pants in an effort to get to that sensitive little hymen tucked inside those cute jeans of hers, in fact he could almost feel her throbbing in anticipation too. He pressed her closer into his chest, feeling her young breasts straining at the thin little halter top she was wearing until the little buds of her tender pink nipples almost popped out. He thrust his leg into hers and ever through his pants could feel her lithe, taute limbs. By God, this girl would be more of a conquest than her aunt.
His aching cock throbbed violently against his pants and Russ' devious mind began to concoct a scheme to bring this fresh nubile girl under his power. He felt her shiver and press herself into him. "Ohhhhh, I could die, I'm so unhappy, I just don't know what to do," the girl sobbed uncontrollably.
"Well, my dear, you should try to be a little more objective, take a broader look at the situation. The first thing is not to do anything impulsive." Russ Redford was certainly proud of the calm, soothing quality of his voice.