Perhaps Sharon didn't understand why she had first agreed to go out with him. But there was something about him that interested her. There was a hunger in his eyes that told her he would be a hard-working man.

Sharon was world wise enough to realize the importance of having a mate who would provide for her. She didn't know how she knew, but she knew that Doug was going to be a rich man. He wasn't like the rest of the boys with their silly dreams, he was a realist.

Besides, he turned her on. No other boy had ever made her feel so squirmy just by looking at her. She'd never really thought about sex until she'd met Doug. She had kissed and played around a little but nothing serious. It had always seemed to her that the sex was a little silly.

It wasn't that way with Doug. She felt hot sitting next to him at the movies, or dancing with him. He didn't try anything with her and that made her hotter. It was Sharon who first kissed him. She clung to him on her front doorsteps and kissed him with her wet open mouth as passionately as she'd ever kissed a boy.

That kiss had made her tinge and Doug had never known that he could have taken her without effort anytime in the next couple of years that they dated. She was helpless around him but he never took advantage.

Again it was Sharon who took the initiative. She knew it was wicked but she had waited long enough. They were two days away from graduation and talking of marriage, and it was time that Doug knew what he was getting.

They were at the drive-in and Sharon had suddenly had the irresistible impulse to touch his cock. She shivered as she remembered that first inexperienced touch between his legs. She could still feel the stiff pole in his trousers, that hot stiff pole that jumped excitedly at the gentle touch of her fingertips.