10 comments/ 59922 views/ 6 favorites The Tale of Ugly and Christmas By: Bazzza Benny McShea had made his first million by the age forty one, his second at forty five. His success was a surprise to many, especially to some of his old teachers who had given him up as just an idle time waster and a dreamer. But Benny was a self made man, now a millionaire having set up an import export business from just the seeds of a dream. It wasn't all plain sailing, the long hours; the stress and being away from home had cost him two marriages. He had worked hard for countless years, but could now smile and reap his rewards. A large architect designed contemporary home sat low in a beautiful and secluded valley to escape the winter winds. It was situated perfectly amongst deciduous trees to capture the warmth of the suns rays. In the garage stood the latest 911 Porsche and a year old Land Rover awaiting his pleasure. Business wise, Benny had vowed to take things a little easier. He surrounded himself with confident people he could trust and now spent his time evaluating new opportunities to further his wealth. Benny's other love was music, especially the blues. He played bass guitar in a four piece covers band which had a permanent Friday and Saturday night spot in a bar. As bands go, they would never aspire to be anything great, but they enjoyed both the music and each other's company. They were good enough to fill the bar when they played, and that's all any bar owner could hope for. For Benny, the band was a welcome release after a hard week, there could be nothing better than belting out George Thorogood, Stevie Ray Vaughn, George Benson and BB King pieces. They attracted a regular crowd who craved live music and their version of blues, their appreciation further inspiring the band to play much later than they were supposed to. It was also a place where Benny could mingle with the opposite sex, many of his horizontal conquests began from a little eye contact and a smile while he was on stage. Then between breaks, there was generally a little flirting which lead to other things. The other band members looked on Benny's antics with humour and a just little jealousy, their wives kept a good eye on them for good reason. Benny had little trouble attracting women; he looked a little younger than his forty five years, his hair still thick and dark with just a little silver appearing at the sides. The opposite sex often commented on his deep blue eyes which he inherited from his mother side, he was good looking without being ravishingly handsome. He was lean verging on being skinny which was a combination of genetics and stress. The love handles were controlled with a reasonable diet and a little exercise. He dressed casually mostly in jeans, even when working if he could get away with it, the wearing of ties and suits was avoided at all costs. At the age of twenty five, Benny found out that he was never going to be a father. He had been married to his first wife Shelly, for nearly a year they had been trying for a baby but to no avail. Tests soon confirmed that Benny had a zero sperm count and that fatherhood would forever elude him. The marriage disintegrated after that and Benny bounced back into another relationship that resulted in his second walk down the isle. To be fair, it was his work that caused his second marriage to fall apart after ten years. Karen was left alone too long and met someone else; she was up front with Benny and moved out of their marital home before she hopped into bed with her new man. Since then, Benny kept his relationships short and at arms length. Like any man, he loved women and the sex they brought, but long term relationships were to be avoided. The last thing he needed was a broken another broken marriage and the dividing up of his hard earned assets. When things with a woman were moving a bit fast for his liking, he would slow them down with a little coolness. As he got older, his relationships became a little easier as many of his conquests were reasonably content with a little fun no strings sex. Benny had many friends, but his oldest and best friend was Mark Davis. They had met in their late teens at university and spent many hours drinking, partying and fraternising with the nubile young wenches that were on offer. They stayed friends after graduating and moving into their chosen fields to make their mark in the world around them. Like Benny, Mark married at a young age, but the difference was that he and wife Chrissy were to be married for life. Chrissy was an exquisitely beautiful woman, tall and vivacious with long dark hair. At first Benny was dubious when they were first dating, Chrissy's good looks attracting the attention of every warm blooded male in looking distance. But Chrissy had only eyes for Mark, their courtship was beyond reproach and Benny accepted the offer to be best man at their wedding. By the time Mark and Chrissy's first child Joanna was born, Benny's first marriage was already on the rocks. Chrissy was aware of Benny's plight with not being able to father a child. One day when Benny was on a downer not long after Shelly had left him, Chrissy sat down beside him and talked to him about why she had left him. She spoke of a women's maternal instinct and the thought of going through life without being a mother was unthinkable. Then Chrissy took him in her arms and held him tight, and he knew that Mark was a very lucky man indeed. Chrissy was a woman in a million. As the years past, Mark, Chrissy and Joanna remained close. Benny and little Joanna had a special relationship, she would love to climb up on Benny's knee and cuddle up to him. Joanna had inherited her mother's good looks and was a stunningly beautiful child. One day, Benny called Joanna ugly as a joke; he was just having a little harmless fun with her. Now some people might think it was inappropriate to call a child ugly, but to Joanna whom everyone told her how beautiful she was, it was a big joke. When ever she saw him after that day, she would run up to him and twirl around for him to look at. "Am I very ugly today?" she would ask knowingly. Benny would shake his head and smile, "I reckon you get uglier every time I see you." With that, Joanna would cackle with laughter and throw herself at him. As Joanna got older, she showed no restraint in jumping on Benny's knee for a little affection. Benny commented to Chrissy one day about whether it was appropriate or not. Chrissie turned to him and grinned, "Fat chance of you stopping her, she just adores you. That's one head strong young lady and she I can tell you she doesn't do one thing she doesn't want to. She'll stop if she wants to, but if not you'll just have to grin and bear it." When Joanna, now known to Benny as Ugly hit her teens, Mark began to move around the world with the oil company he worked for. For a while Joanna travelled with them, but when her schooling began to suffer, she was enrolled in a prestigious girl's boarding school. From there it was off to Switzerland to a girl's finishing school to put the final gloss on her preparation for adulthood. Benny felt sorry for her, for he knew that Joanna was a girl who loved affection, boarding school can sometimes be a cold and calculating place. Benny had always kept in touch with Mark and Chrissy via e-mail, and he was assured that Joanna was doing well. In early December 2003, Mark and Chrissy e-mailed Benny asking if he could put Joanna up over Christmas. Mark was in the Middle East which was no place for a young lady. Joanna wanted to return home but their family home was still rented out and she had no where else to go. Benny replied stating that she was welcome to stay as long as she liked. A week before Christmas, Benny pointed the 911 towards the airport to pick his charge. He worked out that Joanna would be nineteen going on twenty, and would be a different person than the one he remembered. How did one manage a young lady of that age? There was little doubt she would be no less headstrong than as a child, and that he would be in for some interesting times. He waited nervously as her plane disembarked, his eyes wandering over the passengers as they strolled out through the arrival lounge. Suddenly, a familiar voice caught his attention. "Benny, am I so ugly now that you don't even recognise me?" He turned and found himself looking into Joanna's big green eyes. He grinned, "I've never seen anyone so ugly before in all my life." She laughed and placed her arms around him pulling him in tight. The difference was that now she didn't have to reach up to do so. "Let me look at you." he said easing her away to arms length. Her brunette hair had been buzzed to an inch long but her beautiful face detracted from any hardness. A black tee shirt was stretched out over a formidable bust; her jeans were tight and hugged a narrow waist and shapely legs. "Yep, still very ugly." he lied. "I thought you'd say that." she laughed. "Well, for an old man, you don't look too bad." "You need glasses too?" he asked which got him another smile. After picking up her bags, they wandered out into the car park. Joanna smiled at the Porsche, and then laughed when he threw her the keys. "If you can manage it on the way home, you can borrow it while you're here. You prang it, you pay for it." he threatened. She turned and smiled sweetly at him, "Just send the bill to my Dad, he'll pay." Benny had no need to worry for Joanna quickly mastered the controls and had the 911 skirting the highway towards home. She grinned as she gunned the accelerator on a long straight and then buttoned off as the sports car lunged dangerously and rapidly forward. "Mmmmm, I'm going to enjoy driving this." Benny saw little of Joanna for the first few days as she spent most of her time out catching up with old friends. With Christmas approaching, Benny was busy with business activities, mostly wining and dining customers and suppliers. He returned home in the early afternoon and found Joanna sunbathing on a lounger on the deck. He tossed his cell phone and keys onto the bench and went outside. "Hi." he said approaching her from behind. It was only when she turned and smiled that she was topless and was wearing only a thong below. "Oh shit, I'm sorry." he muttered while trying to avert eyes from her lovely breasts. To make matters worse, Joanna stood up and took a sip from her glass from the table. Her body was toned and voluptuous, her breasts full and little paler than her arms and belly. Her legs were long, her brown thighs round and full. "I think you'd better put some clothes on." She grinned knowingly, "Its okay, I'm not embarrassed. I don't mind if you look at my ugly body." "No, you'd better put something on, other wise I'll have a heart attack. I'm too old for this sort of thing." "Spoilsport." she whispered before heading towards the house. She retuned wearing a tee shirt which just covered her buttocks; he shook his head in despair. Trouble was that it hid just enough to be erotic. This was going to be hard, very hard he told himself. Benny suffered the next few days with Joanna, the warm weather encouraging her into skimpy clothes, shorts and halter tops mostly. The banter picked up between them as they got reacquainted. Joanna had a sharp mind with a quick tongue and made fun of him at every opportunity. While she had a bedroom with an ensuite at the far end of the house, she still managed to find his supply of condoms and lubricants in his bathroom. Looking for shampoo she replied cheekily when he asked what she was doing there. Didn't know they made extra small size she jokingly added making him feel more uncomfortable than he already was. On Christmas Eve, the band did an extra gig which ended early around eleven for a change. After listening to Joanna complaining of hunger pains, he headed for a little café that he considered his favourite. For the first time since Joanna's arrival, they sat quietly and talked in some depth. He asked her about boarding and then finishing school. Joanna shrugged her shoulders and replied that she worked hard because her parents had high expectations and had paid out substantial cost for her education. But she had reached her limit and it was now time to spread her wings. "So how's your love life?" she asked. "Judging from the supply of condoms, you're either doing okay or living in hope." Benny laughed at her directness, "I do okay. Nothing serious." "Why didn't you ever get married again?" "After two failures, it's not on my agenda." She looked into his eyes, "I still think you're the nicest man in the world. There should be a queue of women lining up to wed you." Benny grinned and looked around the café, "Can't see them." "Don't you ever get lonely?" "He shook his head, "Nope, I quite like my own company and I've got plenty of friends." "But no girlfriend?" "No, not at the moment." "So when did you last get laid?" she asked. Benny was surprised at the question, "Don't you think that's a little too personal?" "No, I'm just trying to understand you. So answer the question. When did you last get laid?" "The day before you arrived if you must know. And what about you, how's your love life?" he asked with the hope of embarrassing her enough to change the subject. He failed dismally. She grinned, "Still a virgin unfortunately. Any males were within a hundred mile radius of the boarding school were shot on sight. There were a few opportunities when at finishing school but I didn't go all the way. I was waiting for someone special to come along, but it never happened." "It'll happen one day; you'll just have to be patient." Benny replied. "I don't think so." Joanna replied without hesitation. "I'm not going to be a twenty year old virgin." "When are you twenty?" Benny asked trying to think back when her birthday was. "In nine days." He grinned, "That doesn't give you much time. Anyone in mind?" Joanna grinned mischievously, "Yep, you." Benny just about choked on a piece of chocolate he'd put in his mouth. Joanna watched with sadistic interest as he tried to swallow it. She waited for a few seconds until he regained a little composure. "I thought that I'd seduce you tonight when we got back. If we got back after midnight, it could be my special Christmas present to you." she suggested. "Jesus, don't joke like that." Joanna leaned closer across the small table, "I've never been more serious in my life. I've been waiting for someone I care about and who'll make a good job of it. It came to me the other day, why not you?" Benny leaned back away from her tormenting eyes, "No Joanna, it won't happen. I just couldn't do it." She smiled again, "What makes you think you've got a choice? Remember I said seduction." "No, it won't happen." "Out of all of the men I've ever met, besides family, you're the one I care most about in the whole world. I want it to be you, I want it to be the one person I care about and who cares about me." "Shit, I'm old enough to be your father for god's sake." "True, but I kinda like older guys. I'm sure you'll do just fine. And if you don't mind me saying, you won't get me pregnant either. No condoms required, I'm kind of looking forward to feeling what a pussy full of cum feels like." Benny put his hands up between them, "Woo, too much information." "I agree." she replied. Why don't we wait till we get back home?" There hadn't been too many times in Benny's life when stuck for words, but this was surely one of them. They left the café an hour later and headed home; at first there was only silence between them but suddenly Joanna leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Don't be scared, I want this to happen more than anything in the world. And I know that you'll be gentle and teach me to be a good lover." Benny didn't reply, he had decided that it wasn't right and he'd have to put a stop to her nonsense. After all, she was the daughter of her best friends and he just couldn't do it. He unfortunately underestimated the persistence of youth. Joanna disappeared into the house when they arrived. After placing his keys on the kitchen bench, Benny walked up to his bedroom. The lights had been dimmed and Joanna stood near the end of the bed. She waited until she'd had captured his eyes and then let her dress fall to the floor. Matching dark coloured bra and panties hugged her voluptuous figure. She held her arm out towards him. "Come here." she whispered. When he didn't, she unclipped her bra and let it drop in front of her. Her beautiful breasts were pert and stood waiting for his touch. Benny knew that his resolve was fast waning. "Benny, please don't make me beg. I want you to do this for me more than anything in the world." With all his resolve, Benny turned and walked into the bathroom and locked the door behind him, a cold shower was the order of the day. He turned the water on and stripped before sliding under the warm jets. But Joanna had no intention to fail, she slipped off her wrist watch and used the buckle of the leather strap to turn and unlock the simple door mechanism from the outside. She entered the bathroom and smirked at Benny's surprised face, then slipped off her panties and opened the shower door to get in. She cuddled into Benny's chest and held him tight. "Don't push me away again, I want you to do this for me." she implored. Joanna reached up and took his head in her hands; she thrust her tongue into his mouth and kissed him. Waiting until he relented, she then slipped her hand downwards and cupped his growing erection. Breaking the kiss, she smiled while gazing into his eyes. "See, you do want to play." she said placing his erection between her thighs and gripping it tightly. Benny then knew that all was lost. They quickly dried themselves with warm towels; he was surprised when Joanna put her panties back on again before returning to the bedroom. "I want you to remove them." she said pulling the covers back and getting into his bed. Benny knelt on the bed and took in her magnificent body; he ran his hand over her smooth golden skin. Her breasts now looked a little smaller as they slipped sideways a little. His hand travelled downwards over her flat stomach and down her thighs, she opened them a little as his hand slipped up the insides and glided over her panties. Joanna smiled and pulled his face to hers, their tongues searching and finding each other. Her hand sought and found his cock and stroked it slowly. They kissed passionately for a while before Benny began running his tongue down her neck and to her breasts. He felt her tense and sigh as he suckled on each large nipple in turn. His tongue then carried on downwards over her navel causing her to wriggle, Benny then slipped downwards and knelt between her open thighs. He admired the sight for a few seconds, her perfect thighs, the flimsy material covering her pelvic mound and the delights beneath. Benny kissed his way up each thigh; he could sense her warm arousal as he teased her skin around the panty line, then ran his tongue over the material covering her pussy. She moved against him for a second and then waited impatiently for him to slide the material aside. His tongue slipped inside her wet pink lips searching and finding her clitoris. Joanna squirmed and groaned with pleasure as her clitoris was sucked into his mouth, his tongue dancing over the tip sending little shocks of ecstasy through her body. She eagerly raised her hips seconds later as her panties were removed. For the first time in her life, Joanna opened her thighs wide so that she could be ravaged, but felt no remorse in giving her private place to someone she cared about. Benny placed a line of kisses around the perimeter of dark curls which had been trimmed into a bikini line below her pale navel. Her wet lips were full and beautifully shaped; her inner lips only slightly pinker than her outer, a large clitoris sat erect just waiting to be tormented. Below, her opening was slightly agape displaying her pink insides. The Tale of Ugly and Christmas Benny lowered his face and slipped his tongue up and down her lips before settling back on her clitoris. Again, Joanna squirmed and pushed her pussy back into his face. "Ohhhhhhh, that's feels good." she whispered as she ran her fingers through his hair. He began to work up a rhythm before slipping a finger gently inside her; she tensed a little with the intrusion but then pushed downwards to encourage him deeper. His finger pushed slightly upwards trapping her clitoris from the inside and out, and then he began working her. Joanna lay back in unashamed ecstasy, while she had masturbated for many years, nothing had ever compared to this. Her fingers found and played with her nipples only heightening her pleasure. She felt guilty as her juices ran uncontrollably from her and no doubt covering Benny face. It was strange, for the first time in her life Joanna had no control of her pleasure. She was used to pleasuring herself in her own time, but with someone else involved it wasn't to be. She could feel the first of her orgasms building and shuddered with expectation. She was accustomed to multiple orgasms, short and sharp that wracked her body with ecstasy, soon leaving her dreamy and content. Benny's assault on her clitoris was relentless and she soon raised her buttocks high from the bed. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Joanna cried as her orgasm took her. Benny struggled to keep up with her physical antics ensuring that her orgasm was well satisfied. "Don't stop." she pleaded. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, please don't stop. I'm gonna cum again." Benny was impressed as Joanna carried herself through countless orgasms; his face was cover in her juices. Eventually with a painful like moan, she lowered herself onto the bed and lay back in dreamy splendour. Benny removed his face from between her thighs and looked up her, her head thrown backwards and eyes closed, her fingers just teasing her nipples. Benny raised himself over her body wiping his wet face through her curls and on her navel before moving further up. For the first time Joanna felt the blunt head of a cock sliding between her pussy lips. It was too big she thought as it tried to penetrate her insides, and then with a little push it slipped into her. Joanna gasped more in fright than pain, Benny held still for a few seconds waiting for her to adjust to his penetration. Then he started moving slowly backwards and forward getting deeper each time until he was full inside her. She squirmed under him as he moved inside her with long slow strokes. "Are you okay?" he asked "Yeah, it's a bit stingy, but it's nice too." Then she laughed, "I'm not used to opening my legs so wide either. After a few minutes, Joanna made herself comfortable. She found that bending her legs up to her chest offered the least resistance to her stretched pussy. The pain soon faded and the pleasure took over, she pulled Benny's face to hers and kissed him as he gently rode her. She turned her attention to her pleasure as if was to be remembered for years to come. The stretching of her pussy lips as he entered, his cock thick and warm sliding into her, his balls slapping against her when he was in all the way. She considered the closeness of Benny, him lying between her thighs and breasts, and his tender kisses on her face and neck. She liked how she could hold him tight and hug him, their bodies slippery with sweat but moving in harmony with each other. She took his face in her hands and pushed him away so that she could look at him, then smiled. "I'm glad it's you, this is right you and me. I'm glad it wasn't some bumbling idiot, someone that didn't care it was my first time." Benny grinned down at her, "So it's okay then?" She hesitated in mock consideration, Well, I suppose it's passable, but is there anything else I have to learn?" Benny rolled off and dragged her on top of him, his cock slipped out and waved freely in the air in front of her belly. "Yep, there's plenty to learn, you can at least do some of the work. Best you learn to earn your keep right from the start." Joanna poked her tongue at him as she raised herself and guided her pussy over his cock. She lowered herself gently down on it, her face twisting in pain as it got deeper. "Do you want some lube? Benny asked. "It might help." Joanna nodded as she raised herself from his shaft. Benny quickly got the lube from the bathroom and lay back on the bed. Joanna straddled his thighs and took the bottle from him, she aimed it over the head of his cock and dribbled some on and rubbed it in with her other hand. She then squeezed a little onto her fingers and lubricated her lips. This time, she lowered herself with ease onto his shaft, her eyes closed with concentration as she explored her penetration and the pleasure and pain that come with it. "It feels much bigger like this, still nice though." she commented after awhile. Benny made his cock move inside her using his muscles; she opened her eyes and grinned down at him. "I can feel that." she said while leaning forward and dropping breasts onto his face. For the next few minutes, Joanna rode him slowly as he toyed with her nipples. She was now taking his shaft with ease, her enjoyment increasing as she became more familiar with the act. It was different in the fact she probably wouldn't be able to reach an orgasm like she did when playing with her clitoris, but she liked the feel of warm the thick warm shaft inside her. She leaned forward and looked down, she watched with interest as her lips parted widely as he pushed into her and then hugged his cock as it eased back out, her lips almost closing over the tip of the head. "Wanna try it from behind? Benny asked after a while. "Sure." she replied rolling sideways on the bed. Benny guided her into a kneeling position on the bed and moved in behind her. The view of her perfectly rounded buttocks and gaping pink pussy were a sight to be remembered. His penetration was rewarded with a moan of pleasure; he placed his hands around her narrow waist and began to slide into her with long slow strokes. "Ohhhhhhhhh, that feels real good." she whispered after a while. "I like it like this." Benny grinned to himself, "You might have to get used to it this way. Us guys always fuck the real ugly girls this way; don't have to look at their ugly mugs." Joanna began to laugh, and then to giggle, "Works both ways, I won't have to look at the guy's ugly mug either. Benny pushed her slowly downwards so that she was lying flat on the bed, without withdrawing from her; he kissed and nibbled at her shoulders neck and ears. He eased his legs to the outside of hers and then squeezed then closed so that his cock was trapped her slippery thighs as well as her pussy. Joanna lay still for a while and contemplated the vast pleasure he was providing. "Let me turn over so I can hold you." she then asked. Benny rolled off as Joanna turned over and spread her thighs ready to be mounted. He grinned at her once perfectly shaped pussy, it was now pink, gaping and slippery with her juices and lubricant. She caught his eye and looked down, "See what you men do to us, it'll never be the same again. "I haven't finished yet, I fully intend to make a bigger mess of it." he replied while sliding his cock into her. With her legs full wrapped around him, Joanna lay back happily and took his assault, they kissed and fondled as their bodies moved with each other. "I'm gonna cum soon." he whispered after a few minutes. "That's good, cause I'm starting to a little tender down there." she encouraged. "Remember to do it inside me; I want to feel what's like." Joanna sensed that Benny was getting close; she held his head in her hands to watch the expressions of pleasure. She smiled lovingly up at him, for she knew that he had done a fine job of removing her virginity. There had been little pain, but lots of consideration and tender love with much good fun. She knew her first foray into sex had set a benchmark for her future love making. Benny was a fine man, and while he had been reluctant to remove her virginity, she would never feel one ounce of regret in coercing him into it. She suddenly felt his rhythm slow down and the tensing of his body. He held his breath and then sighed as she felt the warmth of his cum flow into her, the extra lubrication noisily sloshing around in her pussy. She watched the evident pleasure on his face with much satisfaction, the closed eyes and deep frown lines on his forehead. His body shuddering like hers did when she orgasmed not so many minutes before, she pulled his head close and thrust her tongue into his mouth wanting to share his pleasure. "I could feel you cum inside me." she whispered as he began to relax. "I liked it, it felt nice." Benny managed a smile as he collapsed on her and then rolled off to the side. She quickly snuggled into him to reassure him that she was happy. "Thank you for that." she whispered. Benny lay back and contemplated what he'd done as his lustful mood evaporated to be replaced with one of reasoning. While he would never forget what had just transpired, he felt it was morally wrong. Joanna placed her head on his chest and looked up at him, she smiled lovingly at him. "I know what you're thinking." she stated. "But for me it was the right thing to do. I'll never regret it and nor should you. And for an old fella, you can handle yourself just fine." Benny lifted his hand and ran it through what little hair she had, "It was a first for me too; you're my first virgin." Joanna smiled and snuggled further down, "I'm glad, it makes it more special. I might as well spend the night in your bed." They slowly dozed off, both taking comfort in the other's closeness. The running of the shower awoke Benny; he gazed over at the bedside clock and decided it was too early to face the day, his eyes closing as he drifted off again. He subconsciously felt Joanna climb onto the bed and the cool air hit his body as the sheet was removed. He stirred as cool liquid was dribbled on his limp cock; his interest only aroused when a warm hand encircled its girth and began to stroke it. "Merry Christmas old man; its time to get up and boogie again." Benny sort of smiled and opened his eyes. Joanna was kneeling beside him on the bed, her beautiful breasts moving in time with her working hand. He felt himself harden under her warm slippery hands; he ran a hand up her smooth thigh and upwards to her breasts. Joanna moved closer so that he could reach both breasts and then opened her thighs slightly to tease him. As soon as he was hard, she straddled him and moved over his cock. He was surprised how aroused she was, and how his cock slipped easily into her. Her mouth was tight with concentration but broke into a grin once she'd taken him completely. "Ohhhh, that's sooo nice." she whispered and then dangled her breasts into his face. Sex is always different in the daylight; Benny was amazed how naturally beautiful Joanna was. Her smooth oval face already shiny with her efforts, her breasts full and soft to touch; her body was curvy but lean under the eye. Benny had always been a leg man, his eyes feasted on her ample thighs and what lay between them. He watched as her pussy slid up and down his shaft, her warm juices leaving a shiny tide mark at the base. She grinned mischievously down at his wandering eyes, "You know, I think I might get to like fucking." Benny laughed, "I think you might too." Over the next few days, Joanna's new found interest showed little signs of waning, her sexual demands were soon taking their toll and Benny was starting to feel his age. A bedtime romp was expected and taken each night, his body exploited and ravaged by her beautiful body. Then around lunchtime, she would get into the mood and would tempt him with her wares by parading around in her underwear or topless. She proved to be a good student and became an avid provider of a good blowjob. Her natural inquisitive turned to the large screen TV and DVD player in the bedroom, and Benny was forced to confess to owning a few adult DVD's. "Let me see." she insisted. Joanna was soon sitting nude and cross legged on the bed watching a handsome and very well endowed male satisfying a grateful brunette. She glanced over at Benny's appendage and grinned. "Makes yours look inadequate, maybe I've been short changed. Benny, without hesitation left the bedroom and returned with a thick wooden long handled broom handle. "Okay, lets see how you go with this; it's about the same size as your friend on the TV." Joanna took one look at the implement and snapped her legs closed. "You can keep that thing away from me." she said while crawling under the covers for protection. He waved it threateningly at her as she watched with mock horror from the safety of the bed. Another day she returned home to find Benny on a business call in his office. She kissed him on the head and then sat on his desk facing him. Soon she began to slide her skirt high up her thighs; her panties eased aside displaying her curls and her pink lips below. When that failed to entice him away from the phone, a manicured finger was parting her lips and teasing her clitoris. Benny closed his eyes to concentrate on the call, but her wet finger was soon penetrating his lips, her arousal evident to his taste buds. She removed her panties and slipped them over his head before retiring to the bedroom, he ended the call soon after and joined her. Like all good things, they eventually come to an end. On the morning that Joanna was to fly out, Benny woke to find her sitting up in bed watching him, her tears running down her beautiful cheeks. He sat up and took her in his arms, "What's up?" She cuddled into him and took a deep breath, "I hate goodbyes." she said. "I don't want you to come to the airport; I want us to say our goodbyes here." She leaned back and looked into his eyes, "I want you to know that I'll always think of this time with you as something really special. You've turned me into a woman, and you've made me a good lover. I have no regrets about what we did. You're a wonderful man and I'd marry you if I was ten years older, but, it's not to be. So, let's make love one last time and then I'd better get ready to go." For the countless times they had made love, the last time was special. It was of tenderness and tears, of commitment and parting. It was slow and meaningful, the kisses long and passionate, the end exquisitely pleasurable. And not long after, Benny watched her cab disappear down his driveway on the way to the airport. Minutes later, Benny was alone and lonely, he could still smell her scent as he walked into the house and its emptiness. As the months came and went, Joanna's e-mails declined as she travelled her own path in Europe. Christmas 2004 came and then went; Benny received an e-mail titled 'Thinking of You' on Christmas day, the attachment contained several photos taken with a digital camera. Images of lovely thighs, tight panties and a familiar looking pussy flashed across his screen. He grinned and saved them on his hard drive for future prosperity. In early 2005, Benny had entered into a relationship with a lady named Hannah. It all started when he was invited to join a business mentoring group, the aim to provide direction and support to up and coming small business ventures. Hannah was an unlikely partner for Benny; firstly she was a highly qualified psychoanalyst, secondly she had a preference to wear old fashion clothes, and thirdly seemed to be a man hater. To be honest, Benny thought she was a pain in the arse and avoided her. But they began to work some projects together, and what was soon clear to Benny was that god had provided her with one of the sharpest minds that he'd ever encountered. He struggled to keep up with her quick thinking and sharp tongue; she in turn didn't appreciate his casual approach to anything and everything. But they worked hard, tolerated each other, and in the end produced some very good results. It was on a Friday night that things changed for them. Benny was invited to her apartment to work on a project that was falling further and further behind. He was surprised at her sudden change in appearance, gone was the hair pulled tight on top of her head, and gone were the drab clothes. Instead, a main of thick red hair hung to her shoulders, a jade green top showed off a bust line that was normally hidden. A pair of tight jeans hugged shapely buttocks and legs. There was a little makeup where there was usually none, and for the first time, Benny got a glimpse of the real Hannah. They worked for a few hours before stopping for a coffee break, he then watched as Hannah curled up on the couch opposite. They talked aimlessly about nothing as they sipped at their hot cups. "You should dress like this more often." he commented after a while. Her eyes suddenly flashed and bristled with hostility, "Why?" "Because this is the real you. You're a different person in the office." "That's because I choose to be. How I look isn't important, it's what I do that is." she replied forcefully. "But there's no need to be different at work, why can't you just be you?" "Because that's how I want it, and it's none of your business." Benny knew he shouldn't be angry but just couldn't help himself. He stared at her unwavering glare and decided he shouldn't be there anymore. He gathered his things and left her apartment without another word from either party. Benny avoided the mentoring group after that. To be truthful as time went past, he was more than a little embarrassed that Hannah had got to him the way she did, and after all she was entitled to dress and behave exactly the way she wanted to. It was on a cold windswept afternoon that Hannah sought him out in his city office. She strode into his office after intimidating his secretary and planted herself in the chair opposite his desk. While Benny was surprised at her audacity, he smiled at her across the desk while taking in her dishevelled appearance. Her hair was wet from the rain which dripped onto her black leather jacket, her tight jeans and leather boots all soaking. "Okay, you win." she commented with authority. "We need you back, so you tell me how you want me to be and I'll play the game." Benny looked into her big eyes but couldn't break her steadfast stare, "I don't want you to be anyone else but you. I really like working with you, but I can't put up with the bullshit. So you decide who you want to be, and I'll decide if I still want to carry on." "How about discussing it over a coffee?" she asked. "I'm cold." "Is that because of the weather, or are you still frigid?" he asked. Hannah sort of smiled, "Don't push your luck." So that's how it started, Benny and Hannah spent more and more time together, the personal side soon over shadowing the business aspects of the relationship. They enjoyed each others company, the café meals and the interesting and sometimes heated discussions, neither side would surrender a point of view. But the physical side was almost too hard to contemplate, Benny was very wary of Hannah knowing that she had a feisty temper lurking waiting to pounce on him. As for Hannah, well she was fully aware of his prowess with the opposite sex, and she had no intention of being another notch on his bed post. The first time that Hannah visited Benny's house was a turning point for her, she took in seclusion, his collection of music, the artwork and the books. The house had a tranquil and calming affect on her, and she liked being there from the second of walking in the front door. She liked sitting outside gazing across the rural landscape, a far cry from her city apartment. When it was chilly, she still enjoyed sitting outside and would pull up a chair close to the spar pool to absorb some of the heat radiating from the water. Benny appreciated her liking for his home and was happy for her to visit when ever she liked, for she was very good company. The Tale of Ugly and Christmas On a cold but clear frosty evening, Hannah and Benny shivered as they walked out onto the deck and gazed up at the star filled sky. "It'd be great to sit out here in the spa and take in the view." Hanna suggested. "Sorry, but I've got nothing for you to wear." Benny advised. She turned to him and smiled, "Well, why don't we get the sex thing out of the way first? Then we won't have to worry about what we wear." Hannah laughed at the shocked look on his face, "C'mon, it won't be that bad." They soon stood toe to toe in the bedroom, Benny slipped off her windbreaker and top as she undid her jeans and let them slip to the floor. He took in her smooth pale skin, her large breasts straining in her bra; her waist was narrow, her hips lean. Frilly French knickers sat perfectly over her buttocks, below her legs were slim but still shapely and toned. Hannah grinned as his eyes raped her. "Hey, I liked to be kissed at least once before I'm fucked." she whispered. Benny would always remember their first kiss; it started tenderly with exploring little pecks before gradually becoming more passionate. Their breathing becoming heavier as their tongues wrestled and tormented. Her hands were soon removing his clothes, and they were soon standing in just their underwear. She shivered as Benny freed his cock and slipped it between her thighs; then removed her bra so that he could take her nipples into his mouth. Hanna pushed her knickers down and stepped out of them. She then took his head in her hands and looked into his eyes. "It's been ten years since I've done this, please be gentle." she asked. Benny guided her to the bed and smothered her with kisses; his hands caressed her body with the exception of what was between her legs. After what seemed as eternity to Hannah, Benny moved down the bed and licked his way up each thigh, she shivered in both fear and anticipation until his tongue slipped into her pussy. Her fear turned to ecstasy as Benny suckled on her clitoris, his finger penetrating her below. Her fear returned as he moved upwards and his hard cock was guided between her lips, she lay still as he penetrated her and began to rock gently inside her. She whimpered as the pleasure began to seep through her body, and then in an instant she released herself to be loved, her legs wrapped around his waist she let someone into her inner sanction for the first time in many years. For Benny, the loving making was intense. It had been a long time in coming and he wondered whether it would ever happen at all. Their bodied moulded into each other like a glove, his cock felt like it was trapped in a warm wet vice. He knew that Hannah was with him in spirit, her kisses and murmurs of pleasure an admission of her desires. Benny rode Hannah tenderly without a thought for a change in position, they wanted to hold and kiss each other knowing that their first time would always be special. "It's safe to finish inside me." Hanna whispered into his ear knowing that that the end was close. She held him tight as he ejaculated deep inside her, his warm cum reminding her how much she missed sex. She kissed him as he relaxed on top of her and lifted her legs to minimize the leakage onto the sheets below. "That was nice." she whispered into his ear. Benny eventually rolled off onto his side and Hannah snuggled in close for comfort. He looked over her body in a more sensual way, different from the nervous lustful pre-sex feasting as he took her clothes off. He ran a hand over her smooth skin and traced her narrow waist upwards; her dark nipples were still aroused and hard under his touch. His eyes shifted to the curls between her thighs, thick and natural in shape. "A true redhead." he commented running his fingers through the curls. Hannah opened her eyes and smiled, "Yep, what you see on top is what you get below." His fingers explored downwards and Hanna opened her thighs slightly as her clitoris was tweaked gently, she sighed with appreciation and kissed him on the neck. Benny reached over to the bedside cabinet and retrieved a couple of tissues, then placed them strategically between her lips. They then lay silent and content in each others arms, each deep in thought. An hour later, they sat low in the spa, the warm water welcome from the cold air above. The dark sky was dotted with stars, the house in darkness and quietness of the country providing a romantic back drop. Hannah lay sideways in the spa; her legs lay across Benny's lap. She enjoyed his wandering hands which seemed to have a fascination with her thighs and what lay above. "So, was that really your first time in ten years?" he asked inquisitively. "Nearly ten years." "Why so long? There must have been someone special in your life since then." Hannah hesitated before answering, but decided it was best to be open and honest. "I was engaged to what I thought was the loveliest man in the whole world. I decided that he wasn't so lovely when I found in my bed with my so called best friend. Since then, sex has never been on my agenda." "Shit, I could never go ten years without sex." Hannah laughed, "Men are such basic creatures, food and sex is all they ever need. And personally, I couldn't see you going for ten days without it." Benny slapped her playfully on the foot, "What an insult." Hannah slapped him back, "I noticed those wandering eyes the minute I first saw you. You had all of the females in a pecking order of desirability in no time at all, and I was at the end of the queue. You weren't all that interested in even talking to me." "It was more that I was scared of you." he retaliated quickly. She grinned, "And so you should be, you should be very, very scared." "So was I any good in bed?" he asked trying to turn the tables. "Passable, but they always reckon the second time's better than the first." "That's pretty forward of you. Is there going to be a second time?" he asked casually and then yawned for affect. Hannah chuckled, "I think there's some likelihood. Let's just call it woman's intuition." Hannah was quite right; their relationship just sort of came together naturally. The aura of coolness around her evaporated and was replaced with affection. She loved to laugh and hold his hand in public, her quick wit playfully insulting him and her kisses making up when he pretended she went too far. In private, she was sexually demanding and took him when she felt like it. She would sometimes walk into his house and remove her clothing under his eager eyes. He once asked her what would happen if he guests. She shrugged her shoulders and told him they would either have leave or join in. She took more care of her appearance, a little make up, a wardrobe added to, and her lovely red hair left down how he liked it. She smiled under his compliments, and once reminded him that it was easier to keep a well trained man than to find and train another. Benny found Hannah the most intriguing woman he'd ever met, she was private about her past life, never made plans for the future and only seemed to live for the present. She could often be unpredictable, like the time she suggested that he could see other women if he wasn't satisfied with her. He was dumbfounded and all of a sudden felt vulnerable, as if she was attempting to slow the relationship down. After a few days of it gnawing away it him, he confronted her. She explained that the most important thing to her was that he was happy, and it was okay if he wanted to bed other women so long as it was done discreetly. He soon put her on the right track. The weeks soon turned into months, and while they sometimes slept apart in their own abodes, they became soul mates. There was a simple happiness in just being together, sometimes they might be at opposite ends of the house, but it was still close enough. It was Christmas in 2005 when things got a little complicated. Chrissy, Mark and Joanna were to have Christmas at home for the first time in many years. By this time, Joanna knew that Benny had a new lady in his life, they occasionally flicked e-mails between them just let each other know that they were still alive. Joanna flew in from Europe a few days before Christmas; however her mother and father who were on route from the Middle East were unfortunately delayed by a few days. For obvious reasons, Benny was more than a little concerned about inviting Joanna to dine with them on Christmas Eve, but Hannah insisted that they shouldn't leave her on her own. Hannah had been with Benny at the airport when he picked Joanna up a few days previous. She watched as the beautiful young woman walked up to her Benny and hugged him, the twirled in front of him. "Do I look very ugly today?" she asked with sparkling eyes. Benny grinned. "Yes, you look very, very ugly today." was his reply. Hannah would never forget Joanna's eyes as they settled on her for the first time, curious inquisitiveness she put it down to. The young woman's eyes reached deep into her soul as if to ask was she good enough for Benny? Hannah's confident eyes told her that she certainly was. The restaurant was busy on that Christmas Eve. Hannah, Benny and Joanna sat at a window table, but the view was ignored for intelligent and humorous conversation. Hannah watched the interaction between Benny and Joanna with great interest, the eye contact, the mannerisms and the odd touch. She waited for an opportune moment and popped the question. "So, when were you two lovers?" Hannah asked. The question floored both Benny and Joanna into dumb silence. Hannah laughed joyously at their discomfort, "I'm a psychoanalyst, I'm used to picking up vibes and body language. You two have been at it." Joanna grinned at Benny and then looked Hannah in eye. "Two years ago and at the age of nineteen, I asked Benny to relieve me of my virginity. He however declined my kind invitation, and I practically had to rape him. I wanted my first lover to be someone I cared for and that make it nice for me, and I wanted it to be Benny." Hannah grinned mischievously before taking a sip of red wine, "And did he do a good job?" It was Joanna's turn to grin, "Oh yes, he did a mighty fine job of it." Hannah reached over and patted Benny's hand, "I'm sure he did, he's not too bad in bed. Maybe I should've waited for him to take virginity. My first time was a disaster, pain, blood, confusion and disappointment." "I had none of that." Joanna replied looking over at Benny, "Benny was very gentle once I got him in the mood, then it was all plain sailing. "He's the best lover I've had, and there's been a few since." Joanna was amused by the look of disbelief on Benny's face and decided to have a little fun with him. "I'm really into group sex now." Joanna added. "Foursomes are good, but threesomes are more fun. Less complicated and you get time to watch." Hannah smiled coyly, "Yeah, threesomes are nice. Do you prefer two guys, or a guy and another girl?" "A guy and another girl." Joanna replied. "I like sharing the duties so to speak, if you know what I mean." "I agree." Hannah replied knowingly. The conversation was interrupted by the arrival of their meals. Benny picked away at his food while he digested Hannah's confession. Group sex was something that he would never expected of Hannah, but she had always been a little secretive about her past love life. The conversation around the table never returned to sex, enough had already been said. Joanna returned home with them and retired to her room after coffees. Benny lay in bed deep in thought as Hannah went through her normal bedtime ritual in the bathroom. Eventually she climbed into bed and knelt beside him; her hand found his sleeping cock and began to fondle it. "I thought it would be hard after all that sex talk." she whispered before taking him deep into her mouth. It took but a short time to get him hard, his hand slipped between her thighs and found her wet and aroused. She whimpered as his finger slipped inside her. "I never thought you would've been into group sex." he commented. "You never asked. I've never asked you whether you'd been into it either." "Always had the dream; never the opportunity." he replied. "Would you like the opportunity?" she asked a short time later. "Careful how you answer that question, because sometimes the man can get missed out, if you know what I mean." Hannah returned her mouth to Benny's cock and sucked on it slowly, then suddenly got up and put her dressing gown on before leaving the room. Benny took himself in hand and stroked his cock while wondering where she had gone. A few minutes later, Joanna walked into the bedroom with Hannah behind. Benny watched as Joanna stood close to the bed and slipped a sheer top from her body. "Do I look real ugly tonight?" she asked while slipping into bed beside him. He didn't answer. Hannah climbed into bed on the other side and within seconds, Benny was surrounded with kisses and tormented by wandering hands. Joanna then sat astride him and guided his cock into her warm pussy. "Merry Christmas." she whispered. Benny watched with fascination as Hannah and Joanna interacted together, the smiles, the tender touching and the kisses. Joanna eventually slipped off Benny's cock and Hannah took her place. Before he realised what was about to happen, Joanna had slipped a leg over his face and lowered her wet pussy onto his face. He could feel his two girls kissing and touching each other while they worked his body. Later, he watched as they in turn lay between the others legs and kissed and licked their private parts. At first, Benny tenderly kissed the one receiving before entering the other from behind. He was later content just to watch them make love, the tenderness and pleasure between them would be something that he would never forget. The generation gap was nonexistent as the two beautiful women explored and pleasured each other. There was no aggressor or submissive, their effort and pleasure was given equally. Watching them orgasm were moments of fine beauty, the twisted faces and the shuddering sweaty bodies. Once satisfied, they turned their attentions to Benny. He lay flat on his back, Hannah on one side and Joanna on the other. They took his erect shaft into their mouths in turn and coaxed him towards an orgasm, in the last seconds; Joanna became the aggressor and took him deep into her mouth. She stroked him quickly as she suckled on the head of his cock; then held him tight in her mouth as he tried to pull away just before he orgasmed. He watched her with wide eyes as she took his cum in her mouth and swallowed until he finished. She then opened her empty mouth and flicked her tongue over the eye and gave him a loving wink. Hannah pulled a face, "Yuk, you're a better woman than me. I draw the line at swallowing." Joanna smiled at her, "So do I usually, but I wanted to give Benny a Christmas treat." Benny laughed, "You've certainly done that." They soon lay down content and exhausted, sleep soon took them. The bed was a little cramped for three, and Joanna slipped out of the room in the early hours and returned to her own bedroom. Hannah was habitually an early riser and was gone when Benny woke. He was roused by Joanna arriving with a hot coffee. She sat on the bed and watched Benny lift himself to a sitting position before handing him the cup. "Hannah's gone home to feed her cat." Joanna commented. Benny thought about it for a second. "She doesn't have a cat." "I suspected as much." Joanna replied. "I think she wanted to give us some privacy." "For what?" he asked. Joanna smiled, "I think what she is trying to say that it's okay for us to fuck; you know, just the two of us." Benny looked over at Joanna, she was wearing a long blue tee shirt and he suspected there would be little beneath. She was still young enough to look naturally beautiful when she woke, her hair was longer now and she looked so fresh and innocent. "What do you think?" he asked. She looked over at Benny and smiled, "Maybe, just one last time, before it becomes inappropriate for both of us. But you have to shower first; it smells like a brothel in here." Benny found Joanna nude and stretched out on the bed when he returned from the shower. He was already erect in anticipation as he reached the bed; Joanna opened her thighs as knelt before her. Joanna's pussy was shiny and wet as he leaned over her with the intention of licking her, but she reached down and pulled him up on top of her. "No, not that. I had enough of that last night." she whispered. "I want you up here so I can hold you." Her hand reached down and guided him inside her warm wetness; her legs were soon wrapped around him, her tongue in his mouth. They fitted together perfectly and Benny began to ride her eagerly, she broke the kiss and slid her face alongside his and whispered in his ear. Benny had trouble controlling himself; her pussy was like a wet sponge drawing him in each time he withdrew. He lifted his face to her breasts and nibbled on each of them; Joanna squirmed and wriggled under him. It was but a short time before Benny felt his orgasm creep up on him, and he was soon ejaculating deep inside her. Joanna whimpered in appreciation and then kissed him on the neck. "Oh how I love the feel of warm cum inside me." she whispered. "You're the only one I've let do that. It's condoms for anyone else." "At least there's no mess to clean up." "True, but I like it bareback and my pussy filled up. And I can leave the mess for you to clean up." Benny rolled off onto his side and gazed over at Joanna, she lay still on her back with her knees slightly raised and open. She was fuller in the figure than Hannah, but both women were lovely in their differences. Joanna was tan all over with the exception of a bottom bikini line, where Hanna was pale all over. Joanna turned and caught his wandering eyes, with all the exuberance of youth; she leapt astride him and looked down at him. With a smirk on her face, she rubbed her sopping pussy up and down his navel leaving sticky track marks as she went. "Better here than on the sheets." she commented as he pulled a face in protest. By the time Mark and Chrissy finally arrived, Benny thought things couldn't get more complicated. Not so. Mark had filled out a little around the middle and Benny took more that a little trouble to point it out. Chrissy on the other hand had just blossomed since he'd last laid eyes on her; she was still beautiful and vivacious as ever. She put her arms around his neck and gave him a hug, and then turned his blood cold. "Mothers and daughters don't have secrets, I know about you and Joanna." she whispered in his ear. "You and I have to talk." For the rest of the afternoon, Benny waited in fear for Chrissy to corner him and punish him as he rightly deserved. She managed to get him in the kitchen while Joanna and her father were outside on the deck. She stood with her arms folded and glared up at him. "I was really angry when I found out about you two. It's taken me two years to cool down, and only after Joanna told me a hundred times how you tried to put her off, and she had to seduce you to do it. I'm sort of cool about it now, but if Mark finds out, it will be world war three." Benny couldn't think of anything to say and wisely kept quiet. Chrissy continued, "I don't know where Joanna gets it from. Mark's the only man I've slept with, and here's my only daughter seducing older men and quite open about indulging group sex." Benny grinned, "Would like to hear some stories about her father before he met you?" Chrissy couldn't help but smile, "No thanks, but I can imagine what he was like." She stared into Benny eyes and her demeanour turned serious, "You that I'd have strangled you with my bare hands if you'd hurt her. Trouble is; I think she adores you just as much as she did before." The Tale of Ugly and Christmas Benny returned her stare, "You know I could never hurt her." "I know that, but you live dangerously Benny. Just remember that you'll be answering to me if there's any trouble." They returned to the others, Benny quite relieved to have avoided the firing squad. Hannah joined them that evening; she took one look at Chrissy and Joanna; then laughed. "You two are more like sisters than mother and daughter." Joanna scowled. "Shit, I don't grey hair, saggy tits and a fat arse." she said just before avoiding her mothers swinging arm. Benny would forever be thankful for all the things that could've gone wrong that didn't. For the following few days were filled with good humour and good conversation. Hannah soon cottoned onto Chrissy and Mark to extract all the dirt from his early years, they in turn found Hannah to be worthy of his intentions. Joanna just watched the proceedings with interest. It was a sad time when the day finally came for them to leave, for old friendships had been rekindled and new ones made. It was to be the last year for Mark and Chrissie to be away, for they planned to return and settle back home again. They stood talking at the airport until their boarding call was announced. Joanna placed herself in front of Benny and looked up at him. "Were you pleased to see your little ugly again?" she asked playfully. He looked at her and grinned, "Don't you think you're getting a little old for this game?" Her face fell as she looked into his eyes, she then put her arms around his neck, "I always want to be your little ugly. It's special." Benny looked over Joanna's shoulder straight into her mother's eyes; she just smiled knowingly before turning away. Benny had a good feeling about Hannah, a few days after the other had left; they sat and talked about what had happened. Hannah explained that her younger days were rife with drugs, alcohol and sex. She told him that group sex had been experimented with, and it was something that she enjoyed at the time but had not indulged in since. She enjoyed the session with Joanna, and instigated in it because there was a special relationship between them, but pointed out that it wasn't something that she would likely indulge in again. Hannah was concerned about what Benny might think about what happened between her and Joanna, but he laughed and held her tight. He told it was the most erotic thing he'd ever seen. Hannah talked about Joanna, and she was okay that she and Benny slept together a few days ago; but more than a little jealousy had since crept in. They agreed that it would be too dangerous to their relationship to include other people, and decided wisely to remain faithful to each other. As the months passed by, Hannah began to talk more about the future, for Benny it was a welcome sign as she was the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. And while he would always love his little ugly Joanna, it was time that she spread her wings and found her own man to love and cherish.