"You said something about boyfriend trouble. Do you want to talk about it?" I asked, hoping that she would say no and we could go and watch TV or something. She looked thoughtful for a moment, holding the white coffee mug close to her soft red lips, and then I noticed a small tear forming in the corner of her gorgeous eyes. She looked up at me. "Can I talk to you, Mr. Matthews? It's just that I can't talk to my parents, it is too embarrassing. You won't tell them will you?" Her eyes were glistening as they filled with tears and there was a small sob as she seemed to plead with me. "Cindy, of course, you can talk to me. I'll do what I can but it has been a long time since I've been out on a date." I laughed, trying to lighten the mood. I knew it would all be about love or having a crush which is not my favorite topic. "Mike, my boyfriend, he tried to touch me tonight. You know, he pushed his hand into my bra and touched my breasts, even my nipples. But I don't want that, it didn't feel right." Now I was interested, and I thought "Lucky Mike for getting a feel", but out loud I said, "Why do you think it didn't feel right?" "Well, you see Mr. Matthews..." she paused and I saw that her cheeks were glowing red. She was blushing. She started again, averting her eyes, "Well, you see I'm not a virgin. I did have sex once about a year ago but it was awful. The boy at the time was horrible. It hurt, and I felt so cheap afterward. I hated it. And I don't want to do that again, I don't want another boy doing that to me." She sobbed as she spoke, her head bowed and obviously upset by the memory of her first time. I moved from the counter to the table and pulled out the chair opposite Cindy and sat down slowly while I tried to think what I should say. "Cindy, I'm so sorry you had a bad experience. But sex doesn't have to be like that. It shouldn't hurt, it should be pleasurable, wonderful, and exciting. It just sounds like you had a bad first time. Don't worry it won't always be like that." Cindy looked up at me and brushed the tears from her soft red cheeks. I wanted to reach out and hold her but didn't want to scare her. She said, "But my friends say all boys are like that." "That is just because they are boys and they haven't had the experience to know what it takes to make sure a girl enjoys sex. They will learn and you will enjoy it later." "Do you know how to make it enjoyable?" she suddenly asked. I jumped at her question, all sorts of fantasies going through my head while I wondered what she meant. She must have seen my shock because she added: "Sorry Mr. Matthews, I just hate to think it will never feel good, that I will always be frightened of a man's touch. I didn't mean anything by my question." I paused while I thought. I looked at pretty young Cindy sitting across the table from me, her ample breasts pushing against her silk blouse and my eyes were drawn to the soft skin of her cleavage. I made up my mind: I wasn't going to let this opportunity go to waste. She might be tired, sad, and vulnerable but all that meant was that now was the time to seduce this lovely girl. My cock stirred at the thought of taking Cindy but I knew I had to get this right because I didn't want my neighbors angry at me. I'll get her to keep it secret and anyway, if I got to fuck this gorgeous, blonde eighteen-year-old it would be worth any problems later.

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