Yet, oddly, the sinking sensation was followed by a feeling almost of relief. Rebekah found a strange security in the fact that she really had no choice. She would have had to have sex with him now, even if she didn't want to. But she did want to, desperately, and to an unnatural degree. Even so, she realized that it was imperative that she make one thing perfectly clear, that this was an unusual event and not something that would happen again. She would take his virginity for him if he needed it gone that badly. Then once having set up that barrier, she would worry about tearing it back down later.
The beautiful thirty two year old woman took a deep breath, her tongue flicking out of her mouth to moisten her sensuously quivering lips as she spoke. "Today, all right, Jim, but you must understand something. After today, we won't be able to keep on doing this. We have to pretend that yesterday and today never happened and you'll just go on with your job, okay?"
Jim Craft hesitated. He was beginning to believe he had tapped a hidden source of genius within himself. A male, no matter how young or old, is always a little amazed when he successfully handles a female. "Yes, ma'am," he told her. He could afford victory on a day to day basis. According to Tommy, she was just a little slower at it than the boys would like. "I… I know you're right."
Rebekah felt a flooding emotion rise to her heart, a lump fill her throat at those tender and loving words from this handsome boy.
"It will be hard for me, too, Jim. I'm very human. But it's going to have to be that way."
Then, overcome by the poignancy of her feelings, the attractive brunette stepped forward and wrapped her arms tightly around the young boy, pulling his face warmly to her fully rounded tits, breathing softly into his ear and nuzzling her chin in his hair as she held him tightly against her love-starved body. Then, as the boy's eager hands dropped to the rounded ripeness of her asscheeks to pull her body even closer to him, the curvaceous woman felt the short prod of the young boy's already erected cock straining against his trousers, brushing shockingly right up against her sensitive inner thighs. A surging emotion that could only be called lust swept over her entire body.
For a few moments longer, the older woman and the little twelve year old boy remained locked in their passionate embrace. Then Rebekah disengaged herself from Jim, took him by the hand, and led him quickly down the hall to the stairs, up, and to her room, where she led him to the bed.
Jim watched the seductively alluring woman go back to close the door. A moment later she turned, pausing inside the door, gazing through sultry eyes at the handsome young boy who waited beside the bed. After a moment's hesitation, she took two steps forward and slowly began to unbutton her white blouse down the front.
From beside the bed, Jim Craft watched intently as Miss Howell tantalizingly parted the material of her blouse to reveal the lushly ripened mounds of her titties, which were molded tightly by the brassiere that she wore. He could tell from the look on her face that she was really hot, and he knew nothing could stop him now. Today, he was really going to get laid, and this would be only the beginning.
Rebekah Howell removed her skirt and half-slip before her blouse, and Jim could not help but stare at the sensuous little navel. Then she reached slowly up to pull the blouse off her shoulders, and she hesitated just a tantalizing moment, a teasing smile playing across her lips.
"You, too, Jim. You have to get undressed, too!"
Jim felt he must be blushing in spite of everything he had gone through yesterday. He began to fumble with the buttons of his own shirt. Getting undressed in front of the guys, even, was not something he really enjoyed, but doing it in front of this voluptuous older woman required every bit of daring he could muster. But as Miss Howell shrugged her shoulders to let her white blouse fall away from her arms and drop about her feet to join the skirt and slip on the floor, leaving her clad in nothing but the scant, tightly fitting brassiere and her almost transparent panties, Jim forgot his own hesitance.
Quickly he shimmied out of his shirt, watching almost feverishly as Miss Howell reached slowly up behind her back and deftly flicked loose the snap of her brassiere. Then, with another shrug of her shoulders, she let the straps fall down her arms so that the brassiere slipped gently away to the floor, completely revealing her melon-like tits, thrust up full and proud without the need for artificial support, the nipples swelling instantly from their contact with the air. Now, nothing remained to conceal her sensually inviting body from the young boy's eyes but the thin little bikini panties that barely protected the forbidden sight of her dark pussy hair.
As the little boy started to fumble with the buckle of his trousers, Rebekah's hands moved slowly down her body, her fingers slipping inside the tight elastic waistband of her low cut panties to brush softly into the silken strands of her cunt hair nestled so invitingly up there between her thighs. The nearly naked brunette gasped softly as Jim pulled his trousers and jockey shorts down in one quick motion, and hi youthfully throbbing prick lunged suddenly upward in shocking exposure, the blood-engorged head visibly palpitating. At that sight, the crimson flush on the boy's cheeks grew even more vivid, and for a moment he stared in embarrassment down at the floor. Then he lifted his eyes slowly and stepped alongside the bed toward the beautiful employer.
She turned briefly to kick off her shoes, and he enjoyed a perfect side view of her naturally uplifted tits. He could see, as he ran his eyes down her body, just a hint of her softly curling pussy hair under her near-transparent panties from this vantage point.
The gorgeous Rebekah closed her green eyes as Jim stepped eagerly forward, up to her erotically trembling body. She felt his breath blow hotly over the already ripely swollen buds of her nipples, and a shiver of anticipation went through her entire body as he reached down to seize the waistband of her panties, to draw them slowly down the curving flare of her asscheeks just far enough to expose the hair-covered mound up between her smooth firm thighs. Another little shiver of anticipation and longing flowed through Rebekah's body as the cute young boy leaned closer, pressing his face warmly into the wide deep valley between her voluptuously formed tits, his lips coming into soft teasing contact with her sensitive flesh. He eased her panties half way down the shadowy crack between her ripened asscheeks, then slipped his hands inside to knead the soft vibrant flesh of her ass. Then, the suddenly knowledgeable child pulled her voluptuous body to his so that the exposed erection of his lewdly rigid prick prodded hard up against the vee of her pelvis, prompting a little whimper of wanton delight to issue from deep in her throat.
"Yes, Jimmy," Rebekah purred almost deliriously as she felt the little boy's fingers move up between her sensitive asscheeks from behind, his tongue flicking out at the same time to moistly caress one of her hard-swollen little nipples. Then her whole hopelessly aroused body jerked in a spasm of pleasure as his hand dropped lower between the softness of her thighs from behind to come into a deliciously searing contact with the little hair-lined slit of her already moistened pussy.
Rebekah almost passed out from the erotic sensation as she felt Jim's fingers carefully part the hotly throbbing lips of her cunt and flick teasingly up into her sensitive inner flesh. She moaned aloud, her hands moving forcibly over the youngster's frail back to hug him more tightly to her, as his finger began to probe in cautious exploratory strokes up into the tight orifice of her yielding cuntal flesh. She swayed, her legs going weak, so that the twelve year old boy almost had to support her with his own strength for a moment.