Megan sat on the sofa in the restaurant, listening to her mom and the others around the table chit chatting. She rubbed her forehead vigorously as if trying to rub away the little headache she was getting. She was becoming frustrated and bored with nothing to do but sit and wait.
Megan was a quiet, reserved type of girl. Just eighteen this summer, she had been raised only by her mom and never talked to about the birds and the bees or the ways of the world. She had been closeted and kept away from any male female interactions most all of her life. Her mom had always made sure to keep her own life private from Megan, never letting strange men come into their home. Always going with her mom everywhere, never really having any close friends to hang with.
Kept naΓ―ve and innocent of all real life, she was taught to be obedient, trusting and kind to all always. Never raising her voice or speaking ill of anyone... having always been taught to be seen and not heard the way a good girl should be.
To those that noticed, nothing could hide her tall toned frame, her bosom blossoming with perky ripe nipples poking through her bathing suit top, long legs and high hips toned from lots of swimming, long brown hair down her back and an invitingly friendly face with kissable lips. It was a body just waiting to be awakened.
They had come to the beach for the weekend, her mom and Bob, her mom's boyfriend, the first of mom's boyfriends to ever be introduced to Megan and the first ever that was allowed to be living with them. They had brought Megan along for the trip, a fun weekend at the beach...but here she sat waiting while they hung out with their friends at the bar...she just wanted to go to the beach. The water, sun and the sand were calling to her.
Sighing softly, Megan looked around, thinking she may as well get her new float ready. Remembering suddenly that it still needed to be blown up, her eyes flew to their beach bags not seeing the lime green plastic poking up...where was her float? Her eyes scanned the other bags of beach stuff at the end of the couch. A big plastic lime green float would stand out even deflated...wouldn't it?
In her haste and excitement, she must have left it in the hotel room. She couldn't go to the beach without it and it still needed to be blown up too. Standing up from the comfy couch she had been waiting so patiently on, Megan walked over to the table where her mom was. Sliding in between her mom and Bob, she patiently waited for a break in their conversation to interrupt.
"Mom..i forgot my float in the hotel room." She said rubbing her forehead, "and I got a headache.."
Everyone stopped talking and looked at Megan sympathetically. "Aww... hunny, you were supposed to bring all the stuff you needed when we left the room." Her mom said a little irritated, and looking apologetically to her friends.
Megan lowered her head, and pouted a little embarrassed at her mom's public admonishment. "it's ok, I got a key," said Bob, speaking up suddenly. "I'll go with her up to the room, I need to get more smokes anyway, and make a call." He said matter-of-factly.
Megan's mom smiled and thanked him, turning back to her friends as he slid off the bar stool and grabbed Megan's hand pulling her with him. Megan just quietly followed along side, trying not to tumble over her own feet.
Out they went, through the doors of the restaurant, across the street and up the stairs to the second floor beach hotel room they were renting for the weekend. Once the door was opened, Bob ushered Megan inside following her in and shut the door.
Megan heard the click, but thought nothing of it. Though she was nearly grown, she had a very trusting youthfulness to her. Megan always saw only the good in people, never the bad. A strong naivety that throughout her 18 years, she had never lost, even as her body had matured, her mind stayed innocent of the roles of men and women. She stood in the room rubbing her head absentmindedly looking around for the thing she came for.
"Are you feeling ok Megan?" bob asked her, his eyes roaming over her barely covered bikinied body with his hungry lustful eyes as he waited for her answer.
She was a tasty treat for sure, thought Bob. He had been watching her since moving in with her and her mom a few months ago. He had watched how she was raised by her mom. Hell her mom wouldnt even kiss him in front of Megan, let alone show him affection. Biding his time, waiting... Watching...planning...growing hungrier and hungrier for the girl finally standing before him now nearly bare in her bikini. Everything hinged on this moment. He couldn't have asked for better timing.
"mhmm...have a little headache is all I think..." Megan replied a little distractedly, not noticing in the least how bob was looking at her and licking his lips.
Taking Megan's hand once again, bob lead her over to the little area between the bed and bathroom wall and placed her in front of him.
"Well, I might be able to help you with the head ache, But only if you trust me. It's something I do usually only for your mom when she has a headache." He said as he moved to stand in front of her taking both her hands in his. His tone only showing an interest as to how Megan was feeling. Hiding the inner mayhem pulsating in his blood to get out and ravish her body right there.
"She says it works really well. Do you want me to try it on you Megan? You want to feel better don't you? You have to trust me though...Can you trust me Megan?" he asked looking deep into her innocent eyes...His thoughts swirling in his head,...his cock tingling and growing just at the mere thoughts lurking inside.
His hands moved to her upper arms and began to massage the muscles, slowly rubbing his hands up and down her arms, gripping the muscles firm and then soft ... kneading them, relaxing her...getting her used to his touch. Letting his fingers stretch out now and then to graze the sides of her perky young breasts, at first slowly to see if she'd shy back and when she didn't, he grew braver letting his outstretched thumbs casually reached out and brushed over her nipples. Growing bolder and bolder as he talked to softly her making sure to keep her focus on him and not what his hands were doing...yet awakening the deep sensations in her untouched body that he knew she wouldn't be able to comprehend yet. He smiled feeling her body quiver more and more each time he tested her hardening young buds, moving his thumbs in small circles overtop of them.