Chapter 6
“So your phone does still work,” Abby chided me as soon as she picked up my call. “Funny how it went to voice mail every time I called you over Christmas break,” she added tersely.
“I WAS IN JAIL! I WAS LOCKED UP THE ENTIRE TIME YOU WERE HOME FROM SCHOOL.” I blurted out before she could go any further. There was a long pause while she processed what I’d just said.
“I just got out yesterday afternoon,” I told her as the silence stretched on. “What did you do, Jack? Why did they put you in jail?” Abby asked very quietly as if she might be afraid of the answer.
“I broke into the Pentagon secure defense computer,” I told her. “I was convicted of a federal crime,” I told the truth. “But I have had that erased because I have been hired by the FBI to be a hacker for them,” I announced.
“Wow! It sounds like you’ve been quite busy since I’ve been gone,” Abby told me softly. “Yeah, I had a lot of time on my hands with you gone,” I told her and instantly felt like I had not added the last three words.
“I listened to your calls and I have always been in love with you, Abby. But I couldn’t stand the thought of the trouble it would be for you if we got together like that,” I told her truthfully.
“I always wanted to be your first too,” I told her straight out.
“I wanted it to be special with the most special person in my life.
There was a very long pause after that. Suddenly I heard what sounded like crying on the other end of the phone. “About that, Jack…I did something I should never have done,” Abby suddenly sobbed into her end of the phone.
For several moments, she sobbed so uncontrollably that she could not speak. I had absolutely no idea how to respond to her crying.
“When you didn’t answer my phone calls over Christmas, I went back to the college and fucked one of the frat boys on New Year’s eve,” she sobbed. “I gave up my virginity to a stupid frat boy because I was so mad at you for abandoning me,” she told me.
I waited till the sobbing lessened. “I still love you, Abby. I will always love you,” I told her quietly.
It felt like the words were sticking in my throat.
“Look, I’ve gotta go now. I’ll call you again in a few days,” I told her.
“Take care,” I said. Then I hung up my phone and sobbed just as completely as I had down in the chow hall earlier.
I was just winding down from my sobbing jag when there was a soft knock on my door. When I opened the door, the cute little redhead who had come to my table earlier was standing there with her hands in her pockets.
“What the? Are you following me around?” I gasped softly while I was still wiping the tears off my face. “No, my room is right next to yours and I could hear you crying again through the wall.
“This is embarrassing! Now you are going to think I’m just a big crybaby the whole time we’re in training,” I chuckled with my cheeks pink with embarrassment.
“No, Jack. It sounds to me like you are a young man with a breaking heart,” she told me as she stepped forward almost into my room. “Why don’t you let me in and we’ll talk about it,” she suggested.
I really had no idea what I was doing or what I would say as I stepped to the side to let the cute redhead into my room. “My name is Megan,” she announced while she pulled off her gray hoodie.
My mouth dropped open as I gawd at the huge tits pressed against the tank top she had on. At 5 foot 2 and maybe a hundred pounds, her petite little body seemed impossible to have those 32D breasts. It was obvious she had no bra on.
Megan pulled a can of beer out of each pocket of her hoodie. “We should probably get rid of these before the rules say we can’t drink while in training,” Megan grinned sassily as she held out a can of beer towards me.
After several minutes of silence while I sipped on my beer and gawked at the sexy redhead sitting next to me on the foot of my bed, I finally started talking.
Over the next 45 minutes, I told Megan most of my life story and how Abby had fit into every moment of it. I told her what happened on prom night and how I reacted to it. I told her how I had suffered over the last two and a half years because I love Abby and can’t have her.
Then I told her about the messages on my phone from Christmas and what Abby had said. And as I began to cry again, I told her about the conversation we just had. That Abby had given her virginity to some frat house jerk.
I’m not really sure how I ended up In Megan’s arms with her rubbing my back gently. I’m not really sure when it was that our lips crushed together and we kissed more passionately than I ever believed could happen.
Moments later, my fingers were trembling when I pulled Megan’s tank top off over her head. I was astounded as I gazed at the most perfect set of tits I have ever seen in real life.
I was shocked when Megan didn’t stop with just removing my t-shirt. She was smiling broadly as she untied the front of my sweatpants and began to pull them off. Moments later she had my boxer shorts removed and was wiggling out of her cutoff shorts and underwear.
I was speechless as she shimmied up my body and straddled my raging 9-inch boner. “Maybe this is against the rules,” I muttered as she grasped my cock and guided it towards her pussy.
“It can’t be against the rules if they haven’t told us what the rules are yet,” Megan giggled as she placed the head of my dick against her glistening wet pussy lips and then sank down till my dick was buried to the root.
“Oh my gawd, that’s good,” I groaned as I felt the buttery heat of her vagina completely clenching every molecule of my rigid prick. “That is better than I ever imagined,” I moaned lustily.
“Wait…What?” Megan gasped. “Am I your first Jack?” Megan gazed down at me with amazement on her face. She was stopped dead on top of me with my dick buried to the root in her exquisitely hot juicy pussy. “Yes…Yes you are,” I answered her quietly.
“Oh Jack, this is so special,” Megan squealed. Not only did we do this on our very first night at the federal training center, but I got to be your very first too,” she announced joyously. “I will remember this forever, Jack,” she added.
I laid there beneath Megan, watching her in total amazement as she began to ram up and down on my cucumber sized 9-ich dick like she was bucking a bronco.
I was incredulous at how exquisite it felt to be inside my very first pussy ever. “I will remember this forever too,” I grunted as she fucked me with abandon and I watched her tits flop up and down.
As I revel in the sensation of her smoldering hot vagina ramming up and down over and over and over, I know deep in my heart that I will never forget what I am seeing right now with my own eyes.
“You are so fucking sexy, Megan,” I groaned huskily. “Even if this is the only time we ever do this, I will remember forever what this looked like right now,” I told her in a deep guttural moan.
Megan smiled down at me with a huge smile and she had sparkles in her eyes. “I’m going to remember this moment every time I see you in class, every time we eat meals together and every time we are out in the field doing our physical training,” she told me.
As Megan rammed up and down harder and harder, I felt my balls swelling up like water balloons ready to burst. “I’m gunna cum, Megan,” I groaned as I felt my balls tightening like a coiled spring. “Give it to me baby! Shoot all that messy cum into my pussy,” she growled.
“OH GAWD, OH GAWD, OOOOOOH GAAAAWWWWD,” I bellowed as my ass arched up off the bed and my entire body jerked violently.
I had never felt anything as glorious as my cock spurting massive ropes of semen deep into Megan’s vagina.
I forced my eyes to stay open as my dick jumped again and again inside of her.
I kept my eyes open so I could see every second of the rapture that washed across her face while she had a monumental orgasm on my cock.
It was nearly dinner time when Megan finally slipped out of my room. We had fucked a second time and shared many memories of our lives with each other.
As I watched her go out the door, it occurred to me that she just helped me get through the most traumatically difficult situation I had faced in my whole life.
It was part grieving, part intense desire and a whole lot of loving intimacy. I was still broken hearted that Abby had been so disappointed that she slept with another boy.
But I also figured that that was destined to happen anyway. I just wished that it had not been done in anger. And although it was intense grief that had pushed me into Megan’s arms, it will be a wonderful experience that I will always remember fondly.