She!

Chapter 5

We sat and she drank coffee while we talked until it was after 9 a.m. Then we went to the car and drove to the mall. For the next three hours, we shopped. I ended up with several sets of inexpensive underwear, several skirts and blouses, two dresses, a couple of pairs of jeans and shorts, tee-shirts, a halter top, a pair of sneakers, two pairs of moderate heels, and three nightgowns like the one I'd worn the night before. I was happy and thankful to her for doing it for me. She was just enjoying my enthusiasm.

Before we left the mall, she took me to a hairdresser who put a permanent in my hair that gave it big gentle waves that cascaded around my shoulders and neck. It felt wonderful.

I finally got her to buy herself a sexy new nightgown "for Phil" and a nice dress that was both shorter and tighter than she thought she should wear but that looked great on her.

When we got home to the quiet house, I got her to try on her new dress with a garter belt, stockings, and patent high heels. It was great on her.

As a sort of turnabout, she made me try on one of my new dresses, letting me wear another of her garter belts and stockings with my new shoes. This dress looked a little more "young girl" but it was still short with a full skirt and a high neck. I tried it on with no bra to see if she could tell.

She enthused, as I had with her outfit, as she had me turn around to look it over. It made me feel pretty.

"Honey," she said. "Have you ever worn high heels?"

"Just these," I said.

"Do you want to try some?"

"Sure!" I said, excited. She got a pair out of her closet and I put them on before standing and trying to walk without shuffling my heels. They changed my posture, throwing my hips forward and my chest out further as well as changing the shape of my calves. It made me feel very adult.

"Well," she said. "Maybe for a big date you could borrow them." I bubbled with that promise. I hugged her and she hugged me back. "I guess maybe that's enough dress-up," she said then. I turned back to Minni's room and got her to unzip the dress for me. She stood with her arms crossed over her chest as she watched me carefully hang up the dress.

"Ooo," she said as I finished it. "That's a sexy outfit. Don't let Billy see that!" I realized I was now wearing only the garter belt, stockings and high heels.

"Yeah," I said with a grin. "I better not. The way he liked getting waked up in just my towel this morning." She laughed with me.

"Oh, that reminds me," she said. "Phil asked me to do something. If you don't mind too much."

"What's that?" I asked innocently.

"For some reason, it's important to him to know that you're still a virgin." I nodded, remembering that. "Do you mind if I check? I know it's …"

"No," I said. "That's okay." I walked over to her and held my hands behind me. She reached between my legs and pushed a finger into me a little. It was pretty dry, though I'd been pretty turned on all during the shopping trip, hair dresser, and trying on.

"Here. Steady yourself by putting your hands on my shoulders. Then you can spread your legs a little more so I won't hurt you." I did as I was told, looking into her eyes as she looked down to see what she was doing. My breasts are big enough that she was having trouble seeing around them and couldn't find the entrance very well. Instead, inadvertently I think, she had found my labia and ran her finger over my clitoris. I moaned.

"Oh, here, honey," she said in mild disgust. "Just lay down on the edge of the bed so I can see what I'm doing."

I backed up to Minni's bed and lay back, lifting one leg, bent at the knee. Her finger slid a little way into me then as I watched her face. She didn't look at all like she was examining really. She was getting excited by this and so was I.

"I don't feel…" She probed a little further but still tentatively. To get it wet enough that her finger would slide further in, she'd probed forward and back several times, gaining a little each time. I bit my lip. It felt really good. Because of the position, her upper finger was still rubbing against my clit and it was now swollen, I knew from the feel of it.

I felt her fingertip contact something inside me – probably my maidenhead.

"Is that…" She probed around some more and I could see her breathing harder. I was still looking at her eyes and mouth. The way she was moving her tongue around, her mouth partially open. The soft look of her eyes. "Yes," she said tentatively as her finger moved around inside me. "That's it."

My legs were now both up and widely spread to allow her the greatest access. As if to make sure she was feeling the right thing, she continued moving around inside me for a moment. Or maybe she didn't know what she was doing.

"Uhn!" I heard from myself. She heard it too and, her finger still inside me, she looked into my eyes. Then she blushed. I knew about what she was seeing now as I lay here on my back with my legs spread and her finger inside me. I knew my face was a work of sensual art, the epitome of sexual excitement reflected on it from deep within me.

I lowered one leg slightly and took her other hand from where it had been resting on my thigh. I pulled her toward me. When she leaned on that arm, next to my head, I reached behind her and unzipped her new dress. It slid down her arms far enough with the low-cut top that her breasts came into view for me. I reached to her nipple and she moaned softly.

"Sue," she began. "I'm sorry. We…"

"You can't leave me like this, Molly. Please?" Now she pulled her finger out of me where it had been frozen and I was afraid she was going to leave. Instead, she shrugged the dress from her shoulders and lowered herself onto the bed beside me, leaning on one elbow and looking into my eyes.

"No. I can't. And I can't leave myself like this either." I put my hand around her full breast as she leaned forward and kissed me, her finger returning to its inspection between my now well lubricated legs. "I've got to taste you, Sue. I have to."

Her mouth went to my breast, licking and sucking on my near nipple and sending waves of wonderful feeling through my body. I squirmed my way up onto the bed further as she kissed her way down my stomach. Then I knew what she was going to do just before she did it. She kissed my clit as her finger began to move up and down inside me.

I saw the glistening moisture in the heavy brown hair between her legs as she sucked on my clit and my body was racked by an orgasm. I curled my body, turning onto my side slightly until I reached her. I could just reach her clit as it came out of the folds of skin between her legs. My hand moved on the inside of her thigh, spreading her stocking covered legs.

I heard her moaning as she began to pump her center into my mouth. Then her hand was on the back of my head, holding me to her. She moved up and I felt her replace her finger in my cunt with her tongue. Then she was sucking at my hole, gulping as I came and came wildly.

My fingers plunged into her body, pulling it tighter to my mouth even than before, moving so wildly and so fast I could hardly catch up with her. Then she was coming too, her body frozen as it vibrated internally against my moving mouth. Then, instead of holding me to her, she was pushing me away as her climax passed and it became painful.

She sucked very hard on my pussy, her chin rubbing my clit, and everything seemed to go black. My body went wild.

Then we were laying there panting for breath, my head on her thigh as she lay twisted on the bed.

"Am I a virgin?" I asked. She laughed.

"You're a virgin. But you're a wonderful lover, too."

"Thank you, Molly," I said, turning and kissing her hard on the lips. "For everything."

As the other kids and I sat watching a TV program that night, I could just hear Molly and Phil discussing me.

"Yeah," Phil said. "She checks out just like she said. I had a couple of friends in New York run her through their computers. She comes up clean; no arrests. Nothing. She was in a city orphanage a couple of years ago that was busted for their poor administration and several kinds of abuses."

"It's amazing, in that situation and what she's been through, that she's still a virgin," Molly said.

"Yeah. And you're sure of that. If you've got any doubt, we probably ought to take her to a doctor to make sure she doesn't have some disease."

"No, I'm sure," she said. "She'll still need a physical this summer so she can go to school next year. But it can wait."

"Okay. If you're sure." He changed the subject. "She sure looks nice in the clothes you got for her. You must have had fun."

"Yeah," she said. "And you said you liked her hair that way, right?'

"Uh huh. Very pretty. She's just a pretty little girl all around."

"She's sweet, too," Molly added.

"Maybe a little too adult. Too grown up."

"No," she said. "She's just fine."

"So what did you two do all day?"

"What do you mean? We shopped all morning and part of the afternoon with the hairdresser. Then we came home and tried some things on. I got a couple of things you'll like, I think."

"Yeah? Is it bedtime yet?"

"About 15 minutes," she said with a laugh. I'd like to see his reaction to her new nightie. I knew what the result was going to be. I was sure that if I'd still had my dog senses, I could have told hours ago they were going to have sex tonight. But now I was equally sure.

"So what are we going to do with her, Molly?" I listened carefully.

"Nothing. As far as I'm concerned, she can stay as long as she wants."

"You think that's wise. I mean, I'm sure she learned some things on the streets that Minni and the boys aren't ready to cope with."

"Maybe they should be," she said. "After all, they may never be forced to live on the streets, but they're growing up."

"I just don't want them growing up faster than children are supposed to. I want them to enjoy their childhood without worrying about the scum that's out there in the streets."

"Of course, but I don't think Sue is going to bring any of that into the house."

"You're probably right. But we ought to keep our eyes open for any signs. You know?"

"Of course."

The television program ended and we all filed out to the kitchen to kiss them goodnight. Then we went to our rooms. That night, Minni wanted to reciprocate for what I'd done with her the night before. I enjoyed letting her before we fell asleep in each others' arms.

Molly loaned me a swimsuit and we spent quite a lot of time in the backyard during the next week getting a suntan. Nothing else happened with her except the continuation of that comradeship we'd started that first day.

On the other hand, almost every night Minni and I made love to each other – warmly and sweetly – before we went to sleep.

Friday night Phil and Molly went out – Molly dressed in her new dress that Phil liked as much as I thought he would. Minni and I were left to "babysit" with the boys. It started out innocently enough.

Marshall grabbed my leg as I walked in front of him on the way back from the kitchen. I said, "Hey, no wrestling in the house."

"Okay then," Marshall said. "Let's go outside in the back." Billy added to the demand and Minni just grinned at my entrapment.

"Okay. Let's go," I said and led the way until they broke past me at the doorway. I hadn't worn shoes all day since Molly and I didn't leave the house, and after my afternoon shower, I hadn't put on a bra or panties. Just my shorts and a tank top.

"You're bottom first," Marshall said. I got on all fours and he put his arm around me. This time his arm crossed my breasts. "Go," he said and started madly tugging to pull me over toward him. I turned fast to escape his hold on me and slipped out except that he held on to my shirt. It pulled well away from my front as he held on and I tried to back away.

Seeing that he was about to tear the new shirt and that the neck had stretched out until my boobs were about to fall out, I moved back to him and pushed him over to sit on him. The way he ducked, he ended up with his chin between my breasts while I lay on top of him. Actually, when I was laying on him, they were on either side of his mouth. He started making noises into my chest and squirming to get away before I realized I was about to smother him.

When I let him go, he was a little mad.

"That's no fair," he grumbled. "You could have drowned me."

"Smothered you," Minni said.

"Whatever. And I couldn't do that to you if I wanted to." A little embarrassed, I had to agree with him.

"My turn now," Billy said.

"Huh uh," I replied quickly. "I learned my lesson last time. Marshall tires me out and then it's easy for you to get me."

"But you didn't get tired," he said. "You just rolled over and smothered him is all."

"Oh, okay. Come on."

"You're down again because you cheated with Marsh." I got back on all fours. He wrapped his arm around me and, slightly longer than Marshall's, it reached directly to my left breast. He cupped it. I moved it further up onto my chest because I didn't want him grabbing on there.

"Up there," I said. His mouth was at my ear. He whispered, "I liked it there," and moved it back, squeezing it.

"Now quit that," I said, moving his hand again. This time he left it on my chest but as soon as I yelled "Go" he grabbed it again and almost immobilized me. I couldn't turn out from under him with his hand there. Instead, he held on and pushed me forward until my arms couldn't hold me anymore and I fell forward onto my front with his trapped hand under me.

He moved around on top of me but I could tell, except for holding me down, he wasn't really trying to turn me for a pin. He was just squeezing and releasing my breast. And it was getting to me, too.

"Billy," I said into the grass. "Uncle. Let me up."

"Huh uh," he said.

"Are you just going to hold me down like this forever?" I moaned, unable to move anything but my legs.

"Yeah," he grunted. "I like this."

"I don't. I can't get loose. What do I have to do?"

"Do?" he mumbled into my neck. I think he only just realized then that he had me under his control. "Uh, show me," he said directly over my ear. I knew only I could hear him.

"Come on, guys," Marshall said somewhere near. "This is boring. Are you just going to lay there?"

"Show you?" I asked.

"Yeah. What I'm holding on to. And anything else I want to see. Okay?"

"Just show you?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Now let me up."

"You promise?"

"Yeah, okay," I mumbled. "Where?"

"Just follow my lead. Okay? I'll figure it out in a while. Okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. Okay." He pulled his hand out from under me then and rolled off.

"I won," he yelled as he got off. "She said uncle."

"It was still a boring wrestling match," Marshall said.

"Whatever. I still won," Billy said again, flushed as I got up from the grass.

"I'm next," Marshall said then.

"I'm too tired," I said and moved toward Minni. "You guys go ahead." They quickly agreed and started their match standing up. I saw that they put a lot more energy into it and were a lot rougher than when they wrestled with me.

Minni and I sat on the step watching as they wrestled. Finally, Billy got Marshall down on his back and held him there no matter how Marshall squirmed and writhed to get loose.

Minni said, "Anybody for some hot chocolate?" The boys both hopped up from the ground as Minni led the way to the kitchen. Inside the sliding glass door, Billy looked at me meaningfully and said, "I'll be right there," and turned into the hallway. Knowing I'd promised, I went to the kitchen and a moment later went down the hallway alone.

As I got even with the door to Minni's room, Billy whispered from the door across the hall. "In here. Quick." I went into Phil and Molly's bedroom and he shut the door behind us and turned on the lights.

"You said you'd show me." I nodded. "So show me." Looking at the door and knowing we couldn't be gone for long without someone else coming to see where we were, I crossed my arms in front of me and pulled my tank top over my head. "Yeah. That's neat." His eyes were about to bug out of his head as he stared at my hardening nipples. "Boy, you have great tits!" he whispered.

"We've got to get back before they come for us," I said, picking up my top again.

"No, not yet. They won't even have the milk in the pan yet." His hand almost leapt out to touch my nipple, making me cringe away from him.

"They're sensitive. Be careful," I hissed.

"Yeah, sure," he said slowing his reach and touching my nipple softly. He rolled it as I stood there, embarrassed, letting him do it. "I could make you show me the other part, too, if I wanted to. You promised you'd let me see whatever I wanted."

"We'll get caught and how will we explain that?" His finger and thumb were still rolling my nipple and it was turning me on. His eyes never left my breast.

"Yeah, you're probably right. Tell you what," I didn't like the look in his eyes. "In the morning, when you take your shower?"

"Yeah."

"You've got to come and wake me up. Okay?"

"It's Saturday."

"Yeah, I know. Marshall and everybody else will probably sleep in. Just wake me up and I'll go in the bathroom with you when you take your shower. So I can see the rest. Okay?"

"Whatever you say," I said, shrugging like I didn't have a choice.

"Okay. You can put on your shirt thing again." I did in a single movement, seeing the swollen nipple showing through the material plainly. "I've got to go to the bathroom. Maybe you could get a clean shirt cause that one's dirty."

He turned out the light and checked the hallway before moving to his door and the bathroom. I went into Minni's and my room and got a clean shirt as he'd suggested.

I couldn't figure out why the thought of waking him in the morning to show him myself made me so excited but I was still thinking about it as I nodded off to sleep that night.