Chapter 6
Jeanette recalled another Saturday night from her past. It was the first official date that her parents had allowed her, and she considered it a breakthrough. When you lose your virginity, it has to be a breakthrough, literally.
Her date had been Ed Wyndom, who was a couple of years older than Jeanette. He had acquired quite a reputation as a stud and she had not seen him in a long time.
After the movie, Tom Jones, he had taken her to the local drive-in restaurant where all the high school kids hung out. He seemed to know everyone, especially the girls. Jeanette was impressed and eager to please him.
Remembering the movie they had just seen, she ate her hamburger in as seductive a manner as she could. She slowly licked a bit of mayonnaise from her red lips. She slurped a piece of slimy tomato that had partially escaped from the burger. She slid over closer to Ed and placed her lips over the straw in his drink and sucked a swallow of his Coke.
She could feel the warmth of his breath against her hair and smell the masculine scent of his cologne. She looked tip and he kissed her deeply, letting their onion-flavored mouths connect and mix their juices. She rubbed his thigh, remembering the length and hardness of his prick. It was there waiting for her touch. She massaged it and thrust her tongue into his mouth. He could not reach the tray to set his cup down so they were handicapped by only having one hand each with which to rub and hold each other. They forgot completely where they were for a few impassioned moments.
They were brought back to reality by the hooting and whistling of the boys and girls in the other cars. Ed's car was a convertible and it was a warm night. They were presenting quite a show for the other adolescents.
"We'd better get out of here before your reputation is wined and mine is made," Ed said as they pulled apart.
He tooted for the carhop to come and get their tray, and they left. As they pulled out of the drive-in, they heard someone call out, amid a chorus of cheers and laughter, "Don't get none on you, Ed!"
On, in, and all over, Jeanette thought lustily.
They drove out to the old abandoned airport parking lot. The lot was already beginning to fill with cars even though it was relatively early in the evening. This did not bother Ed, however; he drove directly through the lot and eased with only inches to spare between two metal posts that were supposed to keep cars from entering the small wooded area that lay on the edge of the lot. After driving just a few yards it was as if they were alone in some deep forest.
"I discovered this place back when I used to sneak out here to watch couples make love," Ed explained.
Now that the moment of truth was near Jeanette felt wary. She knew that she should tell Ed that she was a virgin, but she was afraid that it would turn him off. She had heard of that happening.
Ed opened the door and withdrew a blanket, inviting her to join him in the grass.
She hopped out of the car and he took her in his arms. They kissed deeply for a long time, exploring each other's bodies through the barriers of their clothing.
"Come on," Ed said, leading her to the blanket.
She pulled back.
"Aw jeez," he said, thinking she was being coy. "You're not going to play that game, are you?"
"Don't be mad," she said. "I just have to tell you something."
"What?" he demanded.
"I'm afraid you'll be mad if I tell you."
"You're in your period?"
"No, that's not it."
"You've got a dose of the clap?"
"No!" she replied angrily.
"Well, what the hell is it then?"
"I'm a virgin," she whispered.
"You're a what?!" he exclaimed, clapping his hand to his head and staring at the stars.
"A virgin. I've never been with anyone before."
"You mean in the two years since you sucked me off and jerked your brother off, you haven't been fucked?"
"That's right. Are you angry?"
He laughed. "No, no sweat. I'll just get my handy-dandy deflowering kit out of the trunk we'll solve your problem right away."
She lay down on the blanket and waited nervously for him to return. She slipped her hand up her slightly sweaty thigh and rubbed her pussy through the silky smoothness of her panties. Her formerly damp pussy felt dry as a bone now. She tried to relax, closing her eyes and listening to the night sounds in the warm air and rubbing her pussy softly.
When she opened her eyes Ed was standing at the edge of the blanket grinning. "At least your attitude is good," he said.
He held out each item and explained its use. "This pillow is to hold your little ass up a bit so that my entry into that pink hot pussy is easier. This cup of bourbon which I am handing you is to relax you and get your mind right. This petroleum jelly will make my dick so slippery that it will slide right in -- and out -- and in, et cetera."
Jeanette drank the whiskey neat and felt that her throat was on fire, but she could feel the magic liquid warming its way down to her belly and after a moment she smiled.
Ed turned on a transistor radio and lay down beside her. He kissed her gently and lightly, nipping at her lips with his teeth and licking at her tongue. She lay back and allowed at to happen.
"Dr. Ed will solve your problem," he said. "You just relax and let me handle this. We're safe here and hidden. It's a beautiful night and it's going to be a beautiful experience."