Megan's Story

Chapter Two-1

Chapter Two

Her First Time

The next day around the pool, at the Mexico resort, Megan is relaxing on a chaise lounge. Those at the resort, who saw Megan in action the night before at the disco, would have a hard time believing she was not always the center of the action. She is so comfortable with guys or girls, c**k or p***y, and licking or f*****g; it is hard to conceive she had a time in her life when she was a virgin. Everyone knew she must have been a virgin at some time, but it does not seem possible.

Megan thinks about the fun they had with Todd the night before. It makes her think back to a time when she actually was a virgin. As a young woman, fresh out of high school, Megan had a lot to learn about love, s*x, and romance.

That summer started out similar most years, with a family vacation. Megan is the youngest of three sisters in her family. By the time Megan graduated from high school, her two older sisters were gone. One was off to college; the other was married. Megan missed her older sisters but did like having her mom and dad to herself…giving her a lot of attention.

Megan’s dad is an airline pilot. By the time Megan was in middle school, he was gone often on overnight flights. In her high school years, he had advanced to international flights. He was gone frequently, for several nights in a row, a few times a month. Being the last daughter at home, Megan kept an eye on her mom and helped around the house. Megan always enjoyed being around her mom. She was more than happy to make her mom’s life a little easier.

Lying in the chaise lounge at the Cabo resort, Megan’s mind drifts from family to her blossoming out that summer, between high school and college. She began summer as a virgin; the summer did not end that way.

In high school, Megan was a late bloomer. In fact, she did not bloom at all until after she graduated. She is on the shorter side at barely five-four. She always wears her darker hair in a ponytail. Megan used to check her breasts often to see if they were coming in. She was disappointed until late in high school.

In her senior year, her breasts developed, but they were on the smaller size. She was happy for the little curves she now had. The summer after high school, between her eighteenth birthday and before she started college, things got better. Megan has gotten shapely and attractive. Her glasses were replaced with contacts, she began wearing her hair down, and she took more care with her wardrobe. Guys start paying more attention to her.

Megan and her best friend in high school, Robin, got a summer job at the local ice cream shop. This was a great place to work. It had been a hangout during her high school days and also catered to students from the local community college, down the street. Megan had not dated much in high school but had gotten to the ice cream shop with her girlfriends.

Working at the ice cream shop gave her a chance to see some of her high school girlfriends occasionally. Every once in a while some popular guy from her class would come in too. That, with the fact she got 50% off on ice cream cones and 25% off on banana splits, made this a perfect summer job.

Megan has known Robin since grammar school. Their friendship strengthened during their senior year in high school. Robin had a boyfriend in high school that continued into the summer before college.

They had been working in the ice cream shop about a month when, on one Sunday morning, Robin seems in a daze. Megan thinks she might be sick. “You Ok Robin?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Well, you’re kind of not yourself. Your brain is a million miles away.”

Robin smile…looking down a little. “I probably should not be telling you, but last night, Tony and I were a little naughty.” Tony is the guy Robin was going with in high school.

“How naughty?”

“Last night Tony touched my titties.” Robin is a little embarrassed. “We were kissing; he let his hand drop down to feel my breast through my blouse.”

“Did you like it?”

Robin smiles more widely. “I loved it…it made me feel all tingly.”

Megan is envious. No guy has ever tried to touch her breasts…not even close to touching them. Megan asks, “What else did you do?”

“That’s it. I wanted him to do more, but he didn’t try.” Robin’s smile decreases. “We’re going out next week again. He told me he wants to take me to the drive-in movie again.” I have already planned to not wear a bra. If he touches them again, he will be able to feel them better.

Megan can hardly wait until they work again on the following Sunday, to get a report on Tony and Robin’s Saturday night date to the drive-in.

The following Sunday at the start of their workday, in the ice cream shop, Megan corners Robin and asks, “Did you have a good time on your date with Tony last night?”

“Yep!”

“How good?”

“Very good!”

“Robin, I’m dying to know what happened. Did he feel your titties again?”

“He felt my titties again and a lot more.”

They are interrupted by customers. Megan has a hard time concentrate on work. She is so curious about Robin and Tony.

When they get a little break, Robin whispers in Megan’s ear. “He touched my bare titties.” She has a big smile. “I will tell you all about it after work.”

Megan can hardly stand it; she is curious and turned on. She wants to know every detail of Robin’s latest date. It seems as if the day will never end at work. When the workday is finally over, Megan and Robin sit in Robin’s car in the parking lot after work. They are finally alone.

Megan talks first. “Tell me what happened? You have me extremely envious; I can’t stand it.”

Robin starts telling what happened. “It was like before. We were sitting in the front seat of his car. He had his arm around me. We kissed like we always do, and he moved his hand to my breast as he did the week before.” She takes a breath. “I was not wearing a bra. He could feel me much better. His hand was all over my titties. He had to know I left the bra off for him to feel me up easier.” Both girls are getting a little aroused from the story.

Megan cannot wait. “Then what happened?”

“Well, we kissed more. Then his hand caressed my breasts.” She smiles. “Then his hand moved to below my blouse. His fingers were under the edge. I think he left his hand there a short time to see if I might protest. Then he slid his hand under my blouse and felt my bare titties.”

“Oh my god Robin!” Megan is thinking that Robin is so lucky. No guy has ever seemed interested in Megan’s boobs, let alone actually touch them.

Robin is not done with her story. “There’s more.”

“More!” Megan cannot believe there could be more.

“Tony took my blouse completely off. Then he put his hand on my pants, right over my p***y. He massaged the area.” Robin looks right at Megan. “It felt really good.”

Megan is feeling very left out. She has not had any intimate experiences…ever. Megan wants a guy to be interested in her too. Robin agrees, at Megan’s request, to give another report on next week’s date with Tony.

They following week’s s*x report, from Robin, is similar to the week before. Tony took her top off, felt her bare titties, and rubbed her p***y over her skirt. That was where the similarity in the dates ended. Robin wore a skirt. Tony would be able to put his hand under it…if he wanted. She also did not wear any panties.

Tony put his hand under her skirt, just as Robin figured. His hand moved toward her p***y; Robin spread her legs a little to make it easier for him. When his finger touched her bare p***y, for the first time, Robin felt him tremble. She placed her hand on his hard c**k…cramped in his pants. Ten minutes later, they were naked and screwing.

Megan has not said a thing during the story. She has a blank look on her face; her mouth is slightly open. She is astounded. Her best friend had intercourse the night before. Megan has not done anything except hold hands a couple times. Megan is feeling left out and unwanted. Robin’s story has made Megan horny and curious about being naughty with a guy.

Back on the chaise lounge at the Cabo resort with Julie, Megan remembers how it felt to be unwanted. She remembers Robin being happy and excited about her intimacies with Tony. At the time, Megan wanted a guy to be interested in her. Her mind drifts back to the ice cream shop a week after Robin got her first f*****g.

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Megan is working in the ice cream shop one Sunday afternoon when a guy, she sort of knew from high school, comes in with his date. It is Stanley Hollingsworth. He was ahead of her in school, being a senior when Megan started high school. Stanley never knew Megan, but she knew him. He was the student body president, yearbook editor, and the captain of the baseball team. He was smart, handsome, and popular. Now, almost four years later, he is home for the summer from a big university back East.

Megan tells Robin she wants to wait on his table. She takes his order and exchanges a few pleasantries with him. His date orders a small dish of Almond Rocha ice cream; Stanley orders a hot fudge Sundae.

When Megan makes the sundae for Stanley, she gives him extra hot fudge, a big glob of whipped cream, and plenty of nuts. When she delivers it to their table, Stanley compliments her on how delicious the sundae looked. He has never talked to her before. Even a small compliment from Stanley Hollingsworth is a big deal for Megan.

Stanley does catch Megan looking at him a few times. One time when their eyes met he smiles at her. Megan is feeling good about herself. When Megan brings the bill for the ice cream, Stanley tells her it was the best Sundae he has ever eaten. His smile at her makes her feel tingly inside. Stanley comes up to the cash register to pay. His date is in the restroom. When Megan takes his credit card, he says, “Great sundae! Hi, I’m Stan.”

“Stan? I remember you from high school as Stanley.” She puts out her hand. “Hi, I’m Megan.”

He holds her hand a little longer than expected. “I’m sorry; I can’t believe I didn’t remember you.”

“You didn’t know me; everyone knew you.” Megan is smiling. He finally releases her hand.

Stanley looks over his shoulder for his date. She is not out of the restroom yet. “That sundae you made was so good. I’m going to want to come back for another. I’m going to want you to make it for me.”

“Sure, I would be happy to make another one.” Megan is pleased he enjoyed the sundae.

“What days do you work here?” Stanley takes another quick glance over his shoulder for his date.

“I’m off Monday and Tuesday; then I work evenings on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. On Saturday and Sunday I’m here during the day.”

Stanley makes a mental note of Megan’s work schedule. “How old are you?”

“Eighteen.”

“Oh, good!” Stanley’s date arrives. He signs the receipt for his credit card purchase. They leave without any more conversation.

Megan thought his questions were a little bit odd, but he is Stanley Hollingsworth; he could ask odd questions if he wants.

Still sitting on the chaise lounge in Mexico, Megan lets her mind drift again. She remembers that Stanley Hollingsworth was completely forgotten until the middle of the next week, on Wednesday evening about nine-thirty…a half hour before closing. Stanley comes in and orders a hot fudge sundae from Megan. He is by himself. He sits at a table where he can watch Megan while he eats his sundae. Their eyes meet often.

When he pays he asks, “What are you doing after work?”

“Nothing!” Megan likes his question.

“I would love to talk about high school with you. Want to go for a drive?”

Megan is not sure about this. On the few dates she has had, she held hands a couple of times; one boy kissed her goodnight. She is interested in being a little more naughty, but she is not sure about being alone with an older, college guy. She is sure enough to know she wants to have this opportunity to get to know Stanley Hollingsworth better. She is not sure how much better. She is feeling very grown up and desirable. She tells him, “A drive would be fun. I’m done here at about ten-fifteen.”