Follow her inside*

Vanessa closes the door behind you after you follow her inside. The house is dark, and you can smell the dampness from the water leak, but it doesn't look like too much damage was done. You're not focusing on the house though. The teenage beauty in front of you looks up into your eyes questioningly, almost pleadingly.

"Mr. Jones, I have a problem," she says with a slight hesitation in her voice.

"Oh? What's that?" you ask, taking a small step closer. Her body reacts unsurely to your movement as if trying to move closer and back away at the same time.

"Well..." she looks down for a moment, collecting her thoughts before meeting your gaze again. "This boy I'm kinda, sorta seeing, his name is Tristan, well... he wants to have sex with me, you know, like most boys do."

"Uh-huh," you nod, wondering where this is going.

"And I really want to, but, well, I'm still a virgin and I just, I don't know. Mom thinks my first time should be with a real man. You know, someone with plenty of experience and who knows what he's doing, and I kind of agree with her," she says as she nervously takes a step closer to you.

"I see," you say. You're pretty sure you know where things are heading now. She takes another cautious step and clasps her hands behind her back, making her perky tits stand out. She bites her lower lip. Her young body, only inches away now, positively radiates with anxiety.

"So, Mr. Jones..." she takes a deep breath and looks into your eyes with sweet earnestness. "Will you please fuck me?"

Even though you guessed this is where the conversation was leading, you're still taken off-guard. After the shock from seeing that photo of your adulterous wife in the act and Shauna's bewildering explanation of how she deals with her own anger and jealousy over her cheating husband, hearing Vanessa say she wants to lose her virginity to you officially makes this the strangest morning you've ever had.

"If you don't want to, that's okay," she says, sensing your hesitation. "I didn't want to ask before since you're married and all, but then when I saw that picture of Mrs. Jones, and also earlier when your cock was sticking out at me from under your robe, I thought maybe today was my lucky day. I'm sorry if I made things too awkw...mmph!"

Acting on pure impulse, you scoop Vanessa into your arms and draw her body to yours. Your lips lock with hers, cutting off her apology with a steamy kiss. Thoughts of Suzy and Shauna recede into the corners of your mind, giving you clarity to focus on the sweet supple teenage virgin who seems to be practically melting against your body. The kiss lasts a few more moments until finally your lips part from hers. Her eyes flutter as she looks up at you breathlessly and asks, "Is that a yes?"