Jason Eggers - Innocents for sale

“I'm not making you uncomfortable, am I,” he said, seeming to sense her flustered state.

"No, not really. It just seems so strange, our being here. Even though you are my boss, I keep getting the feeling that I'm playing hooky and someone is going to walk in and catch me!"

He laughed at her analogy, patted her lightly on the hand and assured that it was perfectly all right that she be there and so she should relax.

She knew by the way that he kept looking at her that he was going to say something to her which was out of the ordinary, and she also felt that it did not have to do entirely with business because he was hesitating, sounding her out with his glances and more obvious stares.

Finally she could not take the tension and was about to say something when the drinks arrived. He had raised his glass to touch hers and said, 'To a very long and meaningful relationship!" and then he waited for her reaction. She stammered slightly and said, "Don't you mean, 'Association' "?

"No, I meant exactly what I said… relationship!" he reiterated.

All she could manage was "Oh!" and took a large sip of her drink.

This all seemed as though it had taken place so very long ago, years ago, not just one year ago. The things that he had told her that afternoon were things that every girl wants to hear and wants to believe. He had been separated from his wife for over a year, he was tired of playing the field and he was ready for the first time in his life to settle down to a real and meaningful relationship with a woman. Woman, she had thought at the time, he considers me a woman! That alone was enough to put her dreams in the clouds.

By the end of the third martini he had her so convinced that she was the one thing he had been looking for that she would have done anything for him. She had heard stories of girls marrying their bosses, and already she had herself among the numbered few. Jim bad been so sweet that afternoon, so flattering, affectionate and sincere that it was difficult even now to completely comprehend what was happening. Could it be that he was going back to his wife? She would be able to take this rather than think that he was telling some- other girl the same things that he had once told her, that he had just grown tired of her and was now looking for a greener pasture.

They spent five hours in that tiny restaurant, a restaurant that had become a favorite for both of them and a place they had gone to many times. When they finally walked outside it was dusk and the humidity was beginning to let up as a breeze blew in from the south bay. She had invited him to her apartment, knowing very well that they would become lovers that very night and knowing that he knew it too so nothing more had to be said. They drove slowly through the palm trees that lined the narrow streets in the Grove as they headed for her place. She sat very close to him in the car, his hand resting gently on her knee giving it a meaningful squeeze every few minutes. His fingers massaged the flesh of her thigh as his hand moved slowly beneath the hem of her skirt and worked its way further up until he could feel the tight elastic of her silk panties under his touch. Her breath was becoming rapid and she could see the tension build on his face as he quickly withdrew his hand and barely choked out, "We'd better wait until we reach your apartment or we'll never make it!" He said it laughingly, but it was quite true as they were both already close to the brink of their passion. The martinis had relaxed their guard and their desire and lust for each other was at a fever pitch.

It seemed to take hours to drive the short five miles to her apartment and by the time they got there, Jim was sure that he would be about to explode and the ache in her body was making it difficult for her to sit still in the car until they finally pulled into the carport in back of the building.

She had not ever really made love to a man before, she had always stopped her boyfriends just short of that final, all encompassing act, so even though she had done just about everything else, she was sure that she was still a virgin and still completely intact. She had heard stories that the first time you made love it hurt, but she was certain that it couldn't be any worse than the slow burning ache in her loins that was demanding its first complete satisfaction.

Once inside the apartment she didn't even bother to turn on the light and walked straight for the bedroom. Without speaking, they looked at each other, feeling the tension build between them, stretching to the breaking point like a rubber band. They fell together on top of the bed, their hands searching each others bodies as though they had been starved and they were now about to devour each other. She could feel his hands move roughly, demandingly under her skirt and forcing it up over her hips, revealing the thin, white nylon of her panties. Her firm, white thighs trembled under his caresses and she moved her hips upwards so that his fingers could fit under the tight elastic of her panties. She could feel the hard throbbing bulge of his penis as it strained against the confines of his trousers and his other hand was pushing her fingers towards his zipper so that she might release his hard, pulsing organ. She moaned softly as she felt his hand work fully under the tight restrictive elastic of her panties and touch the moist, throbbing lips of her vagina as he teased her to an even greater height. Her fingers moved rather clumsily at first trying to undo the top button of his trousers, but he was quick to help her and soon she could feel the zipper unfasten and the soft cotton of his shorts underneath.

Her fingers quickly reached inside the constricting material of his shorts and grasped firmly around the thick, jerking penis and she gasped, thinking. My god, he's huge!

His lips quickly stopped her gasps and moans and he nibbled gently at her ear and neck and she threw her head back against the pillow in complete abandon. His fingers manipulated the lips of her vagina and rubbed harshly against the hardened bud of her clitoris until she felt that she would not be able to stand it any longer. Her hands worked furiously on his stiffened manhood, forcing the foreskin back on the shaft and then pulling it forward again, stimulating the glans until it was a bright, purplish red and was jerking involuntarily in her hands.

His fingers were now slowly forcing their way into the tight, moist channel of her open vagina and she could feel her warm, wet flesh contracting around his fingers as the pressure increased. It hurt her slightly, but she was too caught up in her passion and lust to cry out or to tell him to stop or be more careful. She writhed beneath his impalement of her vagina forcing his hand deeper and deeper between her legs until suddenly his fingernail accidentally scratched the tight unused walls of her passage. She cried out in pain and he withdrew his hand, startled.

"My, God, you're a virgin, aren't you?" he had whispered with a pleasant surprised tone to his voice.

"Yes, yes… but please don't stop. I want you so badly, please don't stop now."

He got up from the bed and slowly removed his clothing until he stood over her like a Greek god. His physique was admirable, solid and muscular and his massive, swollen penis stood out and jerked up against his stomach. She could not take her eyes off his gigantic organ and she thought how wonderful it was going to be to feel it inside her, filling her every inch of the way and how warm and secure it would feel when he erupted inside her to fill her with the heat of his life giving sperm.

He looked down at her tenderly and gently raised her up from the bed, helping her to remove her blouse and skirt. He looked at the white, fullness of her breasts as they stood up above the cloth of her brassiere and sucked in his breath. He had not realized that she was so well endowed before and this excited him even more. The trim, youthfulness of her figure could match even Venus or Aphrodite. Slowly he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled at the elastic of her sheer nylon panties until they dropped carelessly on the floor. He bent over to kiss the soft white flesh of her stomach as his hands worked behind her to release her brassiere and then dropped that too on the floor next to the bed. Then, his lips began hungrily searching and caressing every inch of her body, nibbling gently at first at the erect pink buds of her nipples and then biting them more demandingly. She could feel his mouth sucking and biting the tender, aching nipples and a slight pain shuddered through her body and she writhed violently beneath him. Her hands ran over the small of his back and under his heavy muscular thighs until they found the soft, roundness of his testicles and teased them tantalizingly, then finally ran her fingers down the long, thick shaft of his rock hard penis. She maneuvered it back and forth, sideways, rubbing it against the inner part of her own tensing thighs as he continued his mouthing of her now quivering belly. He moved his head further down on her body as his fingers found the tiny, wet opening of her vagina and slowly separated the soft, wet lips, the tips probing thrillingly at the erectness of her clitoris. She tried to force her legs together, but his movements were too fast and swiftly pressing her legs wider apart his mouth found the smooth fleshy slit and he began to suck gently on her vaginal lips while his tongue teased her now throbbing clitoris into a frenzy. She could no longer control her body as she squirmed helplessly beneath his relentlessly sucking mouth and a sharp, new sensation ripped through her body like blinding lightning. She gasped for breath and moaned as his swirling tongue continued to drive her to new, ecstatic heights and demands.