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ANGELA is a twisted bit of smut from my perverted mind. I claim sole
responsibility for it's filth.
On the other hand, if you are too young to read such things, old enough but
immature or it is illegal to do so where you live....BEGONE! I claim no
resonsibility for your moral weakness.
I would appreciate it if you would kindly keep my name attached to the story.
Download, repost all you want but no money is to be made off of it unless I am
the one reaping the rewards.
Enjoy!
ANGELA
by herbck
Cast of Principle Characters
Angela Our heroine. Age 22. Young, beautiful (of course) brunete. Orphan
Papa Joe Age 62. Owner of Gio's Fashions, dress manufacturer. Widower,
father of Gina,Tony, Monica and Peter
Gino Age 27. Oldest son of Papa Je. Marrried to Rebecca (Becky)
Tony Age 25. Son of Papa Joe
Peter Age 14. Youngest son of Papa Joe
Monica Age 16. Only daughter of Papa Joe
Jason Age 60. Black caretaker of Papa Joe
Rebecca Age 25. Wife of Gino
ANGELA
by herbck
PART I
Scene 1
Angie is sunning herself by the side of the pool in her thong. Her eyes are
closed and she is in a dreamy state. Papa Joe is seen from the rear as he
walks slowly towards the house.
VOICE OVER...
Angie Life is good. Yes, life is good!
Six years. That's all it took. I remember I had just turned 16 and went to
work part time for Gio's Fashions, as a gopher really. Then, when they learned
I had secretarial skills, I became a secretary for Tony, Papa Joe's son. Papa
took an immediate liking to me, or should I say my body. It was so cute the
way he'd find excuses to visit Tony in his office rather than call Tony to
his. He'd always find something to say to me. Stand by my desk while his eyes
undressed me.Then, when I expressed a wish to quit and go on to college, he
voluntered to pay my way thru night school if I'd just stay. Of course I
agreed. I couldn't afford college, It was just a ploy and it worked. The
investment in short skirts, tight sweaters and loose, see thru blouses, paid
off. It wasn't long after that Papa found a way to bring me into his office.
He even created a title of Adminstrative Assistant for me. That's when he
learned I was intelligent in addition to being a sexpot.
He never made a pass. Knew I'd sue his ass and leave. But I knew he wanted
me, I used every trick in the book to keep him interested. Poor guy, I gave
him so many hard ons, he was a walking erection.
And then he began encouraging Tony and I to go out. Tony wasd a wishy washy
kinda guy. No backbone. I guess you could call him a wimp. But such a sweet,
lovable wimp. He'd sit us next to each other at meetings, arrange for us to go
visit clients together, even arranged out of town seminars for us to attend
together. I guess he figured if he could get me into the family he have a
better chance of getting into my pants. WelI, it sorta worked. Tony and I
started dating and then were married.
And the honeymoon! Tony spared no expense. A whole month touring Europe, the
finest hotels and restaurants. Anything I wanted. All I had to do was just
hint I'd like something and it was mine. But he was so naive and easy.
Absolutely no backbone. Poor Tony, my sweet, lovable, caring little baby. But
what a wimp. If I'd only know before I married him, I might not have. But, it
does have it's advantages. My baby. My little boy. Never questions me. Let's
me get away with anything, do anything I want no matter how obscene and
outrageous. Like that night at that little French bistro when it all began...
FADE OUT...
Scene 2
Small hotel with a small Bistro and a small crowd with a small band playing to
an almost empty dance floor. Angela and Tony are sitting at a small table
next to the dance floor sipping wine. Angela is wearing a full skirt that
comes to just above her knees, and a button down white shirt that is open to
the tops of her full breasts and tied just below them. Panties, no bra, and
high heeled shoes. Tony has had too much to drink and is feeling tipsy. A good
looking young man approaches the table.
Rene' Pardon me, Madame I wonder if you would care to dance? If it's all right
with the gentleman, of course.
Angie My husband? Of course it's all right with him, isn't it sweetie?
Tony Why yes, yes of course. Enjoy.
Takes her out to the dance floor. It is a fast, lively dance and he swings her
about the empty floor causing her short full skirt to swirl well above her
knees and, at times, showing her panties to the amusement of the watching
crowd. The dance ends and the band segues into a slow, romantic song. Rather
than taking her back to her table, they continue dancing, but this time very
close. As they dance she parts her thighs more and more allowing him to
straddle her leg and press his cock into her crotch. Feeling it stiffen
against her leg she grinds her hips into it turning the dance into a standing
fuck. At the end of the dance they pull slightly away from each other and gaze
hotly into each others eyes. He takes her back to the table.
Rene' Thank you Monsieur. You have a very lovely wife.
Tony Thank you. She is lovely, isn't she? The two of you dance very well together.
Angie Yes, we do fit nicely. Would you care to join us for a drink?
Rene' I would love to if it's alright.
Angie It's alright, isn't it honey?
Tony Of course, Angie. Please, join us.
Angie Here, sit next to me, then I'll have a handsome man on each side of me.
Rene' (Orders a bottle of wine. Turning to Angie.) Are you going to be
visiting long? (His right hand slides to her thigh and rests there.)
Angie Til the end of the week, then it's off to Italy. (Makes no attempt to
remove his hand.)
Rene' Italy? A very colorful and romantic country. Not as romantic as France
of course. (Moves his hand down to the end of her skirt and then slowly brings
his hand up her bare leg.)
Tony We'll be visiting distant relatives. My father is from Sicily. He has a
younger brother and sister there and their families.
Rene' Are you recently married? (His hand has now reached the juncture of her
thighs and his fingers are gently grazing the patch of silk covering her
moistening pussy. Most of the crowd has become aware of this display and are
watching his progress.)
Angie (Breathing deeply.) Yes, this is our honeymoon. We've been married two weeks.
Rene' You are indeed a lucky man to have found such a beautiful, sweet young
lady to be your bride.
Tony Not only beautiful and sweet, but a virgin to boot.
Angie Tony! My goodness! We hardly know Rene' and you're being so intimate!
(Spreads her legs farther to allow him easy access to her pussy.) I think we
better cut off your drinking. You just don't know how to handle your liquor.
Rene' What is that stale joke? Do you know how a French girl holds her liquor?
Angie No. How?
Rene' By the ears.
Angie Oh, Rene'! You're awful! (Reaches down and pulls her panties aside.)
Tony I don't get it. And what's so terrible about telling him I copped your cherry?
Angie You won't get it if you keep sharing intimacies with this nice young man.
Tony Get what?
Angie Oh my god, Tony! Pussy! You won't get pussy! (Reaches down and presses
his hand in to her pussy.)
Tony Oh. Oh. Sorry. Maybe I have had a little to much to drink. Maybe we
should retire for the night.
Angie Oh Tony, don't be such a party poop. I'm just starting to come alive.
(Breathing harder.) I wanted to dance some more and I very seldom get the
chance since you don't like to dance.
Tony I know. And, I'm sorry. But I don't want to pass out here and make more
of a fool of myself. I doubt that I can walk as it is. You'll have to help me.
Angie I can't carry you. Why don't the three of us go up to our room and then
I can dance to my hearts content. Is that alright with you?
Tony Of course, honey. Whatever you want.
Angie Somehow I knew that'd be your answer. Rene', would you help me with him?
I'd be very grateful. Very, very grateful.
Rene' But of course.
As they rise to leave there is a collective sigh of disappointment from the
crowd. As Rene' helps Tony out the door Angie turns to the crowd, lifts her
skirt, runs her fingers along her pussy, sucks her fingers and blows them a kiss.
FADE OUT...
Scene 3
They enter their hotel room and set Tony in one of the overstuffed chairs.
Tony Honey, would you get me an Alka-Seltzer out of my travel kit in the bedroom?
Angie Of course, honey. Rene', would you like to use the bathroom? It's right
through the bedroom. Here, I'll show you.
He follows her into the bedroom. No sooner are they out of Tony's sight then
she turns, grabs him by the back of the head and kisses him. He runs his hands
into her half open blouse and buries his face between her full, heaving
breasts. She has her hands on his butt pulling him in close and he has his
hand under her skirt fondling her ass through her brief panties.
Angie God, you've got me so damn hot!
Rene' I want you!
Angie And I want you. But not now. Wait until he's passed out. It shouldn't be
long. I'll try and keep you entertained until then.
She gets the Alka-Seltzer and he goes to the bathroom. As he enters the living
room, he finds her bending over Tony, holding the glass of Seltzer. Seeing
him, she reaches back and pulls her dress up in back giving him a view of her
ass. Walking over to the chair, he leans over her with his right hand on the
back of Tony's chair and his left hand on her ass.
Rene' How are you doing, Monsieur?
Tony I think I may live. Thank you for helping Angie. I guess I made quite an
ass of myself downstairs. Everyone was staring at us. I didn't mean to
embarrass you.
Rene' No, I'm sure it was your beautiful wife they were looking at. She is a
sight to behold. You must be very proud.
Tony I am. She's everything a man could want in a wife.
Angie And you give me everything I want. I don't deserve it, you know.
Tony I love you. I want you to be happy. Anything you want or want to do, you
know that.
Angie Well, right now I'd like to dance.I feel deliciously wild and free.
Rene', would you be a doll and find some music on the radio I can dance to.
I'll put on show for you and Tony. Would you like that honey?
Tony Yes Angie. I'd like whatever you like.
Angie Then watch, gentlemen. The show is about to start.
The song is a fast one and Angie immediately finds the beat and bumps and
grinds to it like a professional stripper. She runs her hands over her blouse
and skirt, bends and twists, putting her body into all sorts of provocative
poses. The next song is slow and sexy and her body moves to the languorous
throb of the music. Slowly she runs her hands over and under her clothing,
fondling her covered breasts, running her hand up her legs and under her
skirt. She unbuttons the blouse until the only thing holding it close is the
loose knot. She bends in front of Tony and sways her breasts in front of his
glazed eyes.
Angie Like these tits, Tony? Your wife's big tits. Like em?
Tony You know I love your breasts. they're magnificent.
Angie Are they really? How many girls tits have you seen in your short lifetime?
Tony Not many I'm afraid.
Angie Then you're really not much of a judge of tits. I bet Rene' has seen
lots of tits in his life. Am I right Rene'?
Rene' As many as I can as often as I can.
Angie Rene' would probably find them ugly. Would you mind if I showed him my
tits and got his professional opinion?
Tony Go ahead, if you want. I'm sure he'll share my opinion.
Going to Rene's, she leans forward and lets her tits sway inside her blouse.
Angie Untie the knot. (She whispers.)
Rene' But your husband!
Angie Do it! (She hisses. He does.) There, now you can get a good look. Are
they as magnificent as Tony says?
Rene' Even more so.
Angie Are they firm and soft to the touch?
Rene' I...I don't know.
Angie Then find out, damn it! (Taking his hand she places it on her tit.)
There, that's better. Now, squeeze it and tell me how it feels. (Tony watches
in his drunken stupor and unconsciously strokes his cock through his pants.)
Rene' Fabulous. Truly fabulous.
Angie (Going over to Tony.) Rene' thinks my breasts feel fabulous, honey. What
do you think?
Tony (Reaching up and fondling them he replies in a drunken slur.) I think
Rene' just might be an expert tit squeezer and I agree with him wholeheartedly.
Angie Since you think he might be an expert, maybe I should get his opinion on
my ass. What do you think?
Tony I think your ass is luscious but it never hurts to get a second opinion
as they say.
Angie (Going to Rene', bends over and presents her ass for his inspection.) Do
you like that ass, Rene'? My hot little ass. What do you think of it?
Rene' Luscious is probably the best word to describe it. Tony's right.
Angie I think you should make a more thorough examination. Pull my panties down.
Rene' Are you sure? Your husband...
Angie Fuck my husband! Look at him! He's getting turned on watching you fondle
me. Let him watch you examine my ass. Do it! (He does. Slowly sliding them
down her long bronzed legs to her feet.. She steps out of them and bends
forward allowing him to gaze at her ass and her pussy peeking out from between
her thighs.) Touch it! Run your hands all over it. (He does.) Yes! Yes, that's
it! squeeze my ass cheeks! Pull them apart! Look at my little ass hole!
Wouldn't you just love to have your tongue up there, licking my ass! Tell me!
Tell me what you'd like to do to my hot ass!
Rene' Mon Dieu! Yes! Yes I want to kiss your ass, and lick it and tongue fuck
it and fuck it with my hard cock!
Angie A man after my own heart. Hold those nasty thoughts. (Going to Tony,
whose head is drooping and swiftly jerking back in an effort to stay awake,
she takes his hand and rubs it over her wet pussy.) Do you know what that is honey?
Tony Course I do. It's pussy. And damn wet, too.
Angie And whose pussy is it?
Tony It's my pussy. You're my wife and it's my pussy!
Angie No. I'm your wife but it's my pussy, Tony. Mine. You don't own me or my
pussy or my ass or my tits. It's my body. You understand that, don't you, sweetie?
Tony Ummm? Yeah. Yeah I guess you're right.
Angie But, being my husband, you get first dibs, how's that?
Tony I like that.
Angie Would you like my pussy now?
Tony You know I would.
Angie Here, let me take that little feller out for you. My you are turned on!
He's oozing cum all over the place. Did you like watching Rene' fondling my
tits and ass?
Tony I...I guess so. You have such a beautiful body and I'm so proud of you. I
like seeing other men admire you, I guess. It makes me even more proud knowing
how desirable my wife is.
Angie Then let me take that beautiful cock in my mouth and show him how much I
appreciate such an understanding husband. (Licks and sucks his cock and balls.
He is so excited he cums almost immediately.) Oh baby, no! No! I want it in my
pussy. My pussy is so hot! I need it bad baby. Angie's pussy needs its lovin'
real bad.
Tony (Looks at her with a drunken expression.) Sorry honey. I'm afraid you and
the wine have done me in for the night.
Angie But baby, you wouldn't want me to go without something I need real bad,
would you?
Tony Course not.
Angie Then you wouldn't mind if Rene' sorta stood in for you, would you?
Tony What do you mean?
Angie I mean, since you can't get it up again why don't we let our guest get
his up and in. Rene', you don't mind being second choice do you and filling in
for poor Tony?
Rene' Mon Dieu! You Americans are too much!
Angie Come here, Rene'. Come here and fuck me in front of my husband. That's
all right with you, isn't it Tony Baby? It's all right if Rene' fucks your
wife, isn't it?
Tony Angie...Angie I don't...I mean...
Angie You did say I could have or do anything I wanted because you love me so.
Tony Yes Angie. If...if you're sure that's what you want.
Angie Oh Tony, you're such a wonderful husband. We're going to have such a
happy life together. Now watch while Rene' makes your wife happy. Here, you
just lean back in your nice comfy chair and I'll lean over you. That's it,
baby. Now, Rene', think you can get that big cock of yours up my hot, wet
hole?
Rene' But of course, cheri. (Grabbing her by the hips, he pushes his cock
into her waiting pussy and slowly starts pumping.)
Angie That's it! Oh yes. God, it feels so good. I knew it would. Go slow, make
it last! I want to fuck all night long! Yes. Yes! Just a little faster, that's
it! Oh God, yes! Wait! Stop!
Rene' Stop? But we haven't finished!
Angie We'll continue. But I want it in my ass! Fuck my ass, Rene'! It's a
virgin ass. Stick your hot cock in it!
Rene' But it will hurt!
Angie I don't care! I want it to hurt! I want the pain! Fuck my ass, damn it!
Stick it up me!
Rene' Oh, my cheri! You are too much! (With his cock still in her pussy, he
spits on his fingers and sticks one and then two up her asshole, stretching it
as much as possible.)
Angie Oh God. Both of my holes are filled! So good! so fucking good! Now,
stick that hunk of meat up there. (He does.) God! Oh my God! Slow, go slow!
That's it. A little more. Yes, more. Yes, I want all of it! Jam it to me.
That's it, that's it! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! (Furiously rubs her clit as he
just as furiously fucks her ass.) I'm going to cum! I'm cumming! Rene'! Cum
with me! Shoot it all over my ass. Oh yes, yes, I can feel it hot and wet
against my ass. Oh, God, that was too much. My legs are weak, let me sit.
(Sits on Tony's lap. He has passed out.)
Rene' Perhaps we should move your husband to the bed so he can sleep.
Angie No. I have a much better use for the bed. I want more and the bed is
more comfortable for good, hot fucking. (Sits with her legs spread, stroking
her pussy.)
Rene' Then let us adjourn to the bed so I can rest up for the next round.
Angie How long will it take to get him up again?
Rene' With you, it shouldn't take long.
Angie Good, I want to suck it, get it nice and hard again. I want it again
and again and again. (Sticks her fingers in her pussy and slowly finger fucks herself.)
Rene' Mon Dieu! You will kill me before the night is over.
Angie Rene'! I need cock! Lots and lots of cock And I want it now! Lots and
lots of cock.I know! Go down to the Bistro and bring some of your friends up.
(Sticks the fingers of her other hand up her asshole.) I want these holes
filled with cock! Hot cock, fucking every hole I've got! Bring me cock, Rene'!
Go downstairs and bring me cock!
Rene' Are you sure that's what you want?
Angie I want to be gang banged!
Rene' I'll be right back.
FADE OUT...
SCENE 4
Tony is passed out on the chair. Angie is nude on the bed. Rene' enters with
seven guys from downstairs.
Angie Ooooh, fresh meat! Get those cocks out guys, I want to see the
merchandise. (They take their cocks out. ) Oh yes, they all look eager to
fuck. So, don't just stand there, come and get it. Take me! Use me! Abuse me!
Whatever you want. You've got a hot cunt here. I feel like I'm cunt form head
to toe. Fuck me! Fuck the living shit out of me!
An orgy ensues wherein she sucks all their cocks, gets fucked and fucked in
the ass by all of them and gets sandwiched for the first time. As they're all
shooting their cum all over her face, her tits and her pussy. She looks up to
see Tony standing in the doorway, watching. The men are not aware of him there.
Angie OK guys, party's over. At least for tonight. (They dress and leave.)
Tony, honey? Are you all right?
Tony Yes. Yes I'm all right.
Angie How much did you see?
Tony I saw Rene'...I saw him...
Angie Fuck me?
Tony Yes, fuck you. Then I blacked out and heard noises in here. I saw you
being, being fucked by two guys at once a number of times.
Angie How do you feel? Do you hate me?
Tony No. No I don't hate you. I love you too much for that. In all honesty, I
was... I was turned on by the whole thing. I saw a side of you I didn't know
existed. I saw you as an object of desire, filled with lust. It reminded me of...
Angie Of what, baby?
Tony Nothing. Nothing.
Angie Can I have a kiss?
Tony Of course. I love you you know.
Angie I know. But I never realized how much until now. Come here, kiss me.
Show me how much you love me. (He kisses her and then starts licking her cum
smeared cheeks.) You like that, baby?
Tony Yes Mommy.
Angie Mommy?
Tony Oh! I meant, Angie.
Angie No Tony. I think you really meant Mommy. And...I think I like Mommy
better. Come suck on Mommies titties and clean off all the sticky goo. (He
does.) That's a good baby. Do you like sucking on Mommies titties and licking
off all that nasty cum those men left?
Tony Oh yes. Yes Mommy.
Angie Good. There's more on my pussy. Are you going to be a good little boy
and clean it off for Mommy?
Tony Yes. Oh God, yes! I'll be your good little boy.
Angie Are you sober enough to realize where this is leading us, Tony?
Tony Yes. I'm sober. I sobered up when I walked in here and saw you and all
those men. I don't think I've ever been more sober or aware of what's happening.
Angie Then you realize our lives together have veered sharply from the sweet,
innocent plans we made before we were married.?
Tony I know.
Angie And you know from watching me tonight how much I like cock.
Tony You were positively insatiable.
Angie And you also know from what's happening between us right now, that our
relationship with each other has changed?
Tony Yes.
Angie Yes what?
Tony Yes Mommy, I know.
Angie And that's all right?
Tony Yes. Yes it's all right.
Angie Oh baby, baby! I love you so much! Now, get out of your clothes so Mommy
can hold you while we fall asleep. (He does and they do.)
FADE OUT...
Scene 5
Lavish bedroom. Morning. Sun streaming through the windows. Angela is getting
out of her gym clothes and into a pair of cut-off denims, cut extremely high,
showing the boom ridge of her pert ass, and a tube top. Gathering up her
sweaty gym clothes she goes downstairs to the kitchen. Jason is there making
coffee.
Jason Good morning! Have a good nights sleep?
Angie Lovely, thank you, Jason. After a month of traveling it's nice knowing I
don't have to pack for the next night. Where's the laundry basket, I want to
toss these in for washing.
Jason Downstairs in the basement.
Angie (Goes downstairs to laundry room. As she is halfway down the stairs, she
sees Peter, Tony's 14 year old brother, standing by the clothes hamper,
sniffing a pair of her panties and rubbing himself through his pants. She
watches a few moments then continues down the stairs.)
Angie Peter, you have very good taste. Those are one of my very favorite pairs
of panties.
Peter Oh, God. I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to ...I mean I...
Angie It's ok, Peter. Don't be embarrassed. It's a natural thing. We're all
curious. Do you like the way they smell?
Peter Oh, yes. But, it's not...I mean, I'm sorry. I promise I won't do it again.
Angie Don't be silly, of course you will. You like to do lit, don't you?
Peter I...
Angie Be honest. You obviously like it or your pants wouldn't be sticking out
like that. Now, answer me. Do you like to do it?
Peter Yeah, yeah I do. It smells so...so..
Angie Sexy?
Peter Yeah, sexy
Angie That's because they were close to my sex. Here (handing him her panties
from gym) this pair should smell especially sexy. I wore them to gym and
sweated a lot. You may keep them, if you'd like.
Peter I can? Really?
Angie Really.
Peter You won't tell anyone will you?
Angie Tell them what? That you're a little pervert that like to sniff women's underwear?
Peter God, you make it sound so...
Angie Nasty?
Peter Yeah.
Angie That's because it is. But don't be ashamed about being a pervert, we all
are. Some of us are just more honest about it.
Peter Are you, are you a pervert?
Angie More than you know, you sweet child. More than you know. But, if you
promise to be my buddy, I'll tell you of some of my perversions. But, you have
to swear to keep whatever I tell you a secret. OK?
Peter OK. If you don't tell on me I won't tell on you.
Angie It's a deal. Oh, Peter! It's going to be such fun having you as a buddy.
What are you going to do today? After you're done sniffing my panties, that is.
Peter Not much of anything, really. Schools out for the summer. I have no plans.
Angie Good, Maybe you can show me around a bit later this afternoon.
Peter OK. and Angie?
Angie Yes?
Peter Thanks for not telling.
Angie You're welcome. But remember, buddies don't tell on each other.
Peter But I don't have anything to tell.
Angie You will. Trust me, you will. (Goes back upstairs to the kitchen.)
FADE OUT...
Scene 6
Jason is in the kitchen sipping on his coffee.
Angie Coffee smells great, Jason, may I join you?
Jason Course Miss Angela.Sit yourself right down and I'll get you a cup.
Angela No, stay seated. I can get it. Refill?
Jason Don't mind if I do.
Angie (She puts a cup on the table, fills it and standing very close to him,
she puts her hand on his shoulder and leans over and fills his cup, letting
her breast graze his shoulder.) There. Do you take cream or sugar?
Jason No ma'am. But thank you.
Angela Is that how you like your women, Jason?
Jason Ma'am?
Angela Strong and black?
Jason Used to. Years ago.
Angela Were you ever married?
Jason No. Came close but she died before we got married. After that I lost
interest in getting married.
Angela I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry.
Jason No, it's all right. Haven't thought about her in a long time. Try to
keep my mind occupied on other things. Helping Joe and the kids and now you.
Angela Well, if you don't mind, I could use your help putting some of my
clothes and junk away in the bedroom closet.
Jason Be glad to. You finish your coffee while I get the ladder. (Leaves and
brings back the ladder.)
Angela Thank you Jason. (As she goes up the stairs, she can feel his eyes on
her long, tanned legs and tight ass and rolls her hips to further delight him.
Going into the bedroom, she has him set the ladder in front of the closet and
next to the boxes she has stacked there.) Now, since I know just where I want
them, I'll get on the ladder and you can hand me the boxes. (Climbs to the top
and wobbles just a little.) Oooh! Maybe you'd better hold the ladder for me,
Jason. There, now hand me the boxes. (He does, and as she stacks them on the
shelves, she can feel his hot breath against the back of her thighs, his eyes
devouring her ass and the silky pussy hairs sneaking out from her panties.)
There! That should do it! Help me down Jason, I feel a little dizzy from
stretching so much. (He takes her hand to steady her and, as she reaches the
floor, turns into him so her breasts are grazing his chest.) Thank you Jason.
You're a dear. Could I ask for just one more favor?
Jason Of course.
Angela Would you mind running a hot bath for me while I lay out my clothes?
Jason Not at all. (Goes off to the adjoining bathroom and starts her bath
water. Coming back into the bedroom, she has her robe on and her hair piled on
her head.)Your bath should be just about full, Miss Angela.
Angela Thank you Jason. I'm sorry I took you away from your chores.
Jason No trouble at all, ma'am. If you need anything at all, just yell. I'll
get the ladder out of the way and take out the empty boxes.
Angela goes into the bathroom leaving the door ajar just a bit. Taking off
her robe, she steps into the tub and settles down for a leisurely bath. In the
steam covered mirror she can see Jason take the ladder and leave and then
return shortly. Before picking up the boxes she sees him move towards the open
door and watch as she bathes herself. She rinses and slowly gets out of the
tub, reaches for her towel and dries herself. Dropping the towel she stands
before the mirror, lets her hair down and slowly brushes it. She puts on her
robe, fastens it loosely and goes back into the bedroom to find Jason carting
the boxes out.
Angela My, I didn't realize I'd made such a mess. Can I help with the boxes?
Jason No, I have it just about finished, thank you. How was your bath?
Angela It was marvelous.I can't ever remember enjoying a bath as much.
Jason Good. I'll be down in the kitchen it you need me.
Angela Thank you Jason. (He leaves. She has a self satisfied smile on her face.)
Fade Out...
Scene 7
Angela's bedroom. She is still in her robe. Jason has just left. There is a
light knock on the door.
Angie Who is it?
Monica It's me, Monica. May I come in?
Angie Of course, I was just getting dressed. You can help me.
Monica Are you sure I'm not disturbing you? I don't want to be a bother.
Angie Don't be silly. Come in. (Going to her dresser, she selects a bra and
panties. Turning, she lets the robe slide from her shoulders to the floor.
Taking the panties, she steps into them and pulls them up over her hips. As
she does, she notes Monica looking at her with a touch of desire in her eyes.
Standing in front of her mirror, she takes her bra, cups her breasts and
brings the straps around to her back.) Monica, would you be a dear and hook
the snap, it's so awkward. I much prefer the front closing bra's.
Monica Yes, so do I. But this one looks so...
Angie So what?
Monica So sexy. You have such nice breasts. I'm practically flat chested.
(Fastening the bra, she gently runs just the tips of her fingers down Angela's
sides and then, quickly takes them away.)
Angie (Going to the closet, picks out a light summer sheath and steps into it.
Pulling it up over her hips and shoulders, she turns again to Monica.) Would
you mind getting the zipper?
Monica Not at all. (After she zips it up, she runs her hands over the fabric
down Angela's sides.) I love the material. It's almost as soft and silky as
your skin.
Angie Why thank you. Yours is the skin I like. So pale and white. I imagine
you tan very fast.
Monica I burn very fast. That's why I stay out of the sun. No tan lines like
you have.
Angie I kinda like tan lines. They're sexy in a way. But, in another way, you
must look like a little porcelain doll in the nude. You're such a sweet,
cuddly little thing I sometimes I find it hard to believe you're 16. Here, let
me give you a big hug. I never had a mother or a sister to hug before, may I?
Monica I...I'd like that. I only had Papa to hug me. (They hug. As they hug,
she softly kisses Angela on the neck. Angela returns the kiss on her cheek.
Monica leans back a bit, then, leaning forward, kisses her on the lips. She
quickly draws away.) I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that. I've never kissed
a woman before. I'm sorry.
Angie There's nothing to be sorry about. It was a very nice kiss. I liked it,
did you?
Monica Yes. Very much. Your lips are so soft. Soft and warm. Papa is so rough.
And the boys I'm allowed to date have no idea of how to kiss a girl.
Angie I know what you mean. What's the old expression, "you have to kiss a lot
of frogs to find a prince"? I had to teach most of my boyfriends the fine art
of kissing.
Monica I bet you're a good teacher.
Angie You win the bet. But I'm not just good, I'm a great kisser. The idea is
to start slow and soft, almost feathery, with just the lips, and then let the
momentum slowly build to the point you're practically swallowing each other.
To me, kissing is the most important part of foreplay. Nothing turns me on
faster than kissing. But now it's my turn to apologize.
Monica For what?
Angie For getting into an area I have no right talking to you about. That's
Papa Joe's duty.
Monica Oh, Papa's taught me a lot about sex but only from a man's viewpoint.
Angie If you want, and it's all right with him, I'd be glad to guide you and
help you. I don't know that I'm as much of an expert on sex as I am on kissing
but I'm willing to share what I know with you. OK?
Monica I'd like that. But now, I've gotta run. Before I go though, would it be
all right if I... I mean...could I have...
Angie A kiss?
Monica Yes.
Angie Come here, sweetie. (She opens her arms and enfolds Monica. With their
faces mere inches apart she looks into her eyes for a few moments then leans
in and gives her a long, lingering kiss letting her lips open and her tongue
sneak out and caress Monica's lips for just a second before breaking the kiss)
Now, run along, we'll talk later.
FADE OUT...End Part 1
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