"Come on, honey, we got lots of room in here," Chuck said thickly, turning her around and staring down at the trembling young blonde. Candy looked up through her lashes and felt her heart contract. He was so handsome! That thick black moustache flaring out to his sideburns, his dark eyes that seemed to bore right into her soul everything about the tall stud made Candy's will to fight him off evaporate! And yet her mother had warned her about fooling around with men. "They'll leave you pregnant just like your father did with me," Candy remembered hearing her mother warn her one evening. "And then you'll find your life changed… and changed maybe not for the better. You're a bright girl, Candy. Go to college, forget about men until you're older."

But it was so hard for her not to think about men… think about how their arms would feel around her body, how their legs would feel pinning hers to a bed while they pawed her, worked her up until she was willing to do anything they wanted! Ohhhh, how she needed love and affection, the love and affection she never knew in her childhood!

"Yeah, just forget about all the people out there… forget about them," Chuck whispered, kissing her neck, her throat, her cheeks, her forehead, wetting down her face deliciously while covering her body with his strong thick arms. "Just think about us."

"Us," Candy echoed, giving in to her baser feelings.

"Yeah, just us," Chuck said, moving his face down to hers. Candy stood on tip-toe, tilting her head back, ready for his kiss.

The young gym instructor kissed her tenderly at first, brushing his lips against hers while moving his palms over her asscheeks, rubbing the satiny material of her bikini over her buttocks. Candy then felt the wetness of his tongue pushing against her closed lips, shoving down harder until she finally relaxed and let Chuck spear it deeply into her mouth.