Sue Made The First Move

Past

Sue Storm's hand came to rest on Harvey Elder's bulge. He continued to grope and massage her swollen breasts, as if he didn't feel her hand there. Except of course he did. Sue could feel it pulse beneath her palm, even through his pants. Hard. Bigger than she'd imagined, for such a short man. Her fingers explored it, the outline of it, and she heard his breath grow ragged, just from a little rubbing.

Her hand went up to the waistband of his pants—that's when her finger touched something warm. Alive. Soft and squishy. For just a moment, Harvey froze in his constant kneading. Cleared his throat. Sue froze as well. Her fingertip on that warm bit of flesh. That first touch of manmeat she'd ever known.

Then, slowly, Harvey resumed his movements.

So did Sue.

She bit her lip, as her fingers found the slippery little slit at the tip of his prick. Oozing a thin, viscous liquid. The young woman's curiosity was aroused—as was the rest of her—and for the first time in long minutes, Harvey spoke.

"You know my dear, this is inappropriate," he said quietly. "Given our position. I could be fired, or worse."

"I'm of age," Sue protested, her fingers tracing the shape of his cockhead.

"And my assistant, and a student," Harvey insisted. "And...a virgin."

Heat rushed to Sue Storm's face.

"What does that have to do with it!?" she said, embarrassed.

"I have seen the way you look at that brilliant young Reed Richards," Harvey Elder said quietly. "You love him."

"We're...barely going steady," Sue said, not sure if she was trying to convince him or herself.

"Nevertheless. You are saving yourself for marriage. I would not wish to—ruin that, for you," he said.

Sue's blush spread across her nose and down her neck, and all the way to the tips of her ears. Right then and there, she was almost ready to be ruined.

"However," Harvey said. "There are...other ways. Which leaves your maidenhead intact. If you are...interested."

Present

Sue Storm stretched. Even decades later, she remembered how careful he had been. How gentlemanly. Harvey had been right about her and Reed. Had been trying, she knew, to balance their mutual desire with his concern about her future. Which in a very different way, had opened up a new world for Sue Storm. Erotic paths she would not have taken, she was certain, if she hadn't met him.

"Of course I said yes, you stupid, sexy Mole Man," Sue whispered to herself, and flung herself back on the bed she shared with Reed. Her hand fellt to her pussy. The hymen which she had been so obsessed with, such a small and stupid thing to think about now. Yet how much trouble it had gotten her into, to save it!