1 comments/ 40388 views/ 2 favorites A Weekend With Renata: Saturday Night By: Lestat2k02 Authors Note: "A Weekend With Renata-Saturday" is the 2nd part of the trilogy sequel to my story "Renata Gets A Ride". I had intended for "Renata Gets A Ride" to be a stand alone story, but because of the number of readers it accumulated I've decided to do sequels because "hey I never know when to leave a good thing alone..." [chuckle] [chuckle] "A Weekend With Renata" will be a trilogy of stories, "Friday", "Saturday" and "Sunday". Only now because of it's length I the "Saturday" as 2 parts. I've split the "Saturday" story into "Saturday Morning" and "Saturday Nite" to keep the length of them short enough to read quickly. I won't be spending much if any time referring back to the first Renata story, so if you haven't read it you should do so now, just to help maintain continuity while reading the Weekend Trilogy. And if you're reading this third story of the "Weekend trilogy" then I assume you've read the first couple. ~~Thanks, Lestat2k02 Saturday Afternoon Rolling through the main room of the cottage I was trying to decide between transferring to the recliner or the sofa, so far the entire weekend had been spent in the recliner so I chose the sofa. I picked one of the ends to sit at and settled in and waited for Renata to emerge from the bedroom. Renata and I hadn't napped that long before she suggested that I get cleaned up and wait for her in the other room. So here I was, waiting for lovely young Renata to appear and wondering what she had in mind for us. Her school uniform and the little girl in the Barbie Princess nightie had both been really sexy and quite enjoyable. It didn't make any difference I could have wondered for days and never thought of what I was about to see, I suppose that just knowing Renata was going to appear was the important thing, that might be wearing just about anything or totally nothing or anything in between was just a bonus. Knowing that Renata might be wearing anything still didn't prepare me for what happened next. I heard the door to the bedroom open then I heard the skipping steps of my lovely young companion's shoes hitting the floor. I turned to look and see what I was in for and knew immediately that I was right earlier when I thought that I wouldn't be prepared for what I saw. Green socks almost up to the knee, a green skirt, a green vest, a white shirt, shiny black shoes from her school uniform, flopping pigtails and a green beret. In my mind I could hear myself screaming, 'a Girl Scout uniform, holy freak'in cow, a Girl Scout uniform...' Renata certainly knew how to put together a fantasy weekend and I was glad to be only half way through my weekend of fantasies. Renata was 18 and a half, but she had so far spent the weekend trying to look younger, actually dangerously younger and this was the best yet. This was better than her school uniform and maybe even better than the Barbie Princess nightie, god almighty I thought to myself, a Girl Scout. Renata was a small girl, that's for sure, but where did she get things like a Girl Scout uniform, but then he remembered that there was a girl in his youngest daughters class that had been 5' 7" when she 10 years old so at five foot zero Renata probably just had to look around to find a uniform that would fit her. Without a doubt Renata had surpassed all her previous efforts at looking young with this outfit, dressed like a Girl Scout she looked seductively childlike, this was going to be a fun game, that's for freak'in sure. Renata skipped over to the end of the sofa where I was seated. She leaned on and over the arm at the end of the sofa, her sunshine smiling face was just inches from me. "Hi Mr. Mason, would you like to buy some Girl Scout cookies." Renata had a huge smile on her face and I could tell that she was really pleased with herself and with the effect her outfit was having on me. "Ange says you really like the thin mints." Renata turned and sat on the arm of the sofa, she was looking down at me grinning and waiting for my answer. "Well Mr. Mason, is that your favorite flavor of Girl Scout", there was a notable pause before she continued, "cookie?" Renata spun around, she was still sitting up on the arm of the sofa, but she stretched her legs out past me so her feet were on the cushion next to me. "Well Mr. Mason would you like my cookies? To buy my cookies I mean." she said, her voice taking on just a hint of seductiveness and her face still sporting her brilliant smile. I laid my hand on Renata's leg, way down by her ankle and started massaging her through the fabric of her green Girl Scout knee socks. "Mr. Mason, our scout leader says we should never let grown ups touch us. So you should move your hand" Renata said. "Really", I said while I continued to massage her ankle with my hand, "I'll by cookies if you let me touch you". "It's wrong for grown ups to touch young girls Mr. Mason, you know that. It's naughty, you're being naughty and your trying to get me to be naughty; good girls, especially Girl Scouts aren't naughty" "Well what if I don't buy any cookies unless you let me touch you?" As she and I were talking I noticed that Renata's troop number or group number or whatever was "69". Boy she sure had a knack for details, how long had she been planning this weekend I thought to myself. "Well Mr. Mason, that wouldn't be very nice, actually your being really naughty you know that", there was a pause before she continued, "but, if you promise to buy my cookies then you can touch me just like you are, but no place else." The longer Renata talked the more coy her voice became and she finished with, "Just where your hand is now, okay. No further up than that Mr. Mason" "Oh, so I couldn't so this", I said as I wrapped my hand around the back of Renata's leg and massaged her calf almost up to the top of her pretty green Girl Scout knee sock. "MR. MASON!!!, now stop that, you stop being naughty, grown ups shouldn't touch good little Girl Scouts like that. You shouldn't be touching me at all Mr. Mason, so just stop it, stop being so naughty." Renata's voice was filled with mock seriousness. "I'll buy more cookies", I said as I moved my hand to the front of Renata's leg and started moving it in small circles on her bare knee. "Just because I let you touch my knee Mr. Mason? You would buy my cookies just for that Mr. Mason", Renata's voice was dripping with mock innocence and shyness. "Well maybe some other places too Renata. I mean I like to touch your knee Renata, I really do, your skin is so nice and soft, but you have other things that are a lot more fun to touch", I said as I let my hand wander higher up Renata's leg. I was enjoying the feeling of my hand touching the soft smooth skin of her leg when Renata's hands clamped down on to the hem of her skirt and held it tight against her legs so my hand couldn't slip under it. Holding her legs tight together also Renata said, "Not up there Mr. Mason". She was still trying to sound innocent, but more and more Renata's voice took on a teasing quality. "Our scout leader said especially not between the legs Mr. Mason. She said never, ever let a grown up touch you between the legs. Yup that's what she said Mr. Mason, so you just keep your naughty hands away from there." "But that's where I want to touch you the most Renata", I said, "I've never touched a little Girl Scout between her legs and I really want to". Renata was playing the Girl Scout different than her other games. She wasn't trying to be as in control with this character as she had been all the other times. She was letting me set the course of events, but she was playing hard to get, the innocent reluctant little Girl Scout, not the confident seductress she usually portrayed. "I don't know Mr. Mason", Renata said, her shy act running hot and heavy now. "I get all funny when I get touched there". I lifted my hand from the top of Renata's leg and moved it to the front of her dazzling white shirt and ran my hand lightly over her chest. "Wait a minute", I said as my fingers grazed over the front of Renata's shirt and realized that my cute little Girl Scout was braless. "How do you know that Renata, how do you know you get all funny down there? Who's been touching you between your legs Renata?" I asked as my fingers grazed over Renata's unprotected and stiffening nipples. The sensation of having her nipples touched, even through her clothes caused Renata to whimper a little as she said, "That's naughty too Mr. Mason, my scout leader says I'm not supposed to let grown ups touch my chest either, that makes me feel funny between my legs too, but not as funny as when I actually get touched between my legs." Renata hadn't answered my question about who had touched her between her legs, but she involuntarily admitted again that she had been touched there. I gently pressed one of Renata's nipples between my fingers and her clothes as I said, "And touching your chest makes you feel funny between your legs?" "Mmmm..." Renata moaned demurely, "Not as funny I said, but still funny and that's why it's naughty. Grown ups aren't supposed to make good little Girl Scouts feel naughty Mr. Mason. And you're naughty to make me feel naughty". "Are you feeling naughty now Renata?" I asked as I continued to play with her nipple through her shirt. Renata's eyes were closed as she quietly said, "Mmmm... uh huh Mr. Mason I feel naughty." Renata seemed to suddenly realize that she was letting herself go and said in a louder and clearer tone, "Stop it Mr. Mason, you're making me be naughty." I pressed harder with the palm of my hand all over her chest and felt Renata's small but firm breast roll under my touch and her nipple harden even more and poke against my palm. Then I pressed harder verbally by saying, "I think you like being naughty Renata and that you like it when I touch you". "No Mr. Mason, you're naughty and I want to be a good little girl, I want to be a good Girl Scout". Renata's Girl Scout shirt was a pullover so I had to un-tuck the bottom of it from her skirt so I could get my hand under it. When I did get my hand under the shirt of my sweet young Renata I found my hand touching a thin tee she was wearing underneath her shirt so I had to reach back down to get my hand under it so I could finally cup the small supple orb of flesh that was Renata's breast. Once again my touch caused my beautiful young Renata to let out a long moan. I marveled at my ability to cause her to respond like this, that she responded to my touch like this was exciting, it made me feel marvelous, my only regret was that no matter how exciting it was it didn't cause the physical response in me that it did in Renata. And let me tell you the feeling of cupping my hand around the spectacular little breast of this impossibly pretty young girl should have aroused a dead man. "Are you a good girl Renata, are you a good Girl Scout?" "Yessssssss" Renata hissed as my fingers clasped her sensitive nipple and gave it a soft twist. "No Renata, you're naughty and you like to be naughty. Now how do you know you get all funny down there, who did you let touch you there Renata?" I kept my voice quiet but firm as I spoke. When I fingered Renata's nipple harder I made my voice harder and when I softened my voice I softened the pressure on her pretty pink nib that had hardened involuntarily at my touch. "No Mr. Mason, I'm good, you're naughty and you'd be in big trouble if my leader saw you touching me like this". Renata's hands pulled my arm from under her shirt and she continued, "You make me be naughty Mr. Mason and I DON'T LIKE IT" she announced with mock, but very convincing sincerity. "If you don't like it then why did you let somebody touch you between your legs?" Renata let my hand drop and I placed it innocently on her hip. Pretending to be embarrassed Renata said quietly, "we zip two sleeping bags together and share them when we go on our campouts". Renata paused, the apprehension in her voice was quite good, she really was a good little actor. She spoke slowly and quietly saying, "and the other girl I slept with talked me into letting her touch me between my legs". "Really, another girl huh?" I said stretching out the word really. "Uh huh", Renata looked away pretending embarrassment. "But I didn't mean it" she blurted out. "Didn't mean it", I laughed, "Whaddya mean you didn't mean it?" "Well we were teasing each other and tickling and before I knew what was happening her hand was in my panties and her fingers were... Well you know..." "She put her fingers inside you?" "Uh huh", Renata nodded, "and then all the sudden I started feeling funny, dizzy like I was going to fall even though I was laying down." The thought of the beautiful young Renata with another girl was unbelievably provocative even though I was pretty sure she was still just acting and making up the story. "And then?" I prodded. "Then I had a hard time breathing and I was shaking, my whole body, I couldn't stop it, I was shaking all over." As we were talking I had slipped my hand back up the front of Renata's shirt. I don't know if she was distracted by telling her orgasm story or what, but she let me do it. I pressed my thumb to her nipple and rolled it against her chest and was rewarded with another of Renata's adorable little groans. "Ahhhhh Mr. Mason, you're being naughty again already" Renata moaned "oooh Mr. Mason, grown ups shouldn't touch young girls like that.", but she moved closer to me as my hand continued its exploration under her shirt. Whimpering Renata said, "I want to be good but you make it so hard Mr. Mason." My fingers played with one nipple and then another, my hand cupped and caressed one breast and then another. The soft strains of Renata's whimpers and moans drifted through the air as I fondled her small but magnificent breasts. I wrapped my other arm around Renata's back and pulled her off the arm of the sofa so she was closer to me. This time Renata did let herself go because there was no protestation as I pushed up the front of her shirt up all the way to her chin and took one of her hard pink buds into my mouth. I kissed it with my lips; it was pink and hard and stood erect from the soft mound of her breast. I surrounded her stiff little projection with my mouth batted it playfully with my tongue Then I pulled it between my lips nibbled on it lightly with my teeth. Each of these touches brought a longer louder moan from my enraptured young beauty. Renata seemed to have given up the game, she was surrendering to the pleasure I was able to giver her. I held a nipple firmly between my teeth and flicked the tip with my tongue which caused my beautiful young partner to call out, "OH GOD!!! Mr. Mason". I moved my lips away from Renata's chest and up to her ear. I cupped Renata's head in my one hand as the other continued to fondle her soft breast and tweak her hard nipple. I guided Renata's ear close to my lips and whispered, "Imagine how many cookies I'll buy if you let me put my hand between your legs". "Urrrrgaaaaah.... I can't Mr. Mason, I can't", Renata groaned, "You've only touched my chest and I'm already funny down there". "What do you mean funny Renata, what's funny?" I squeezed her nipple a little tighter as I finished my question. "aaaahhhooooow, Mr. Mason... I can't let you touch me there, it's too embarrassing." I softened my whisper and brought my lips even closer to Renata's ears so she could feel the breath of my words and said, "Embarrassing, funny, I don't understand Renata", I cupped her breast and stroked her nipple with a mild touch of my thumb as I spoke. "Are you wet Renata?" "Oooooh Yesssss... I'm all wet down there Mr. Mason, I wet my panties cause you were touching me, now your hand will get all yucky if you touch me there". My lip's kissed the young Renata's fragilely beautiful ear and let my tongue dart out to jab and play with her sexy little ear lobe. "It's okay Renata, you let that other girl touch you between your legs, now let me" "Nooo Ohhh Ohhh", Deplored Renata, "Please Mr. Mason" I continued to caress and cup Renata's heavenly breast with my hand, the feeling of the soft round globe against my hand sent shivers of pleasure up my arm. I stopped kissing Renata's delicious neck long enough to murmur, "Please what Renata?" "Please I want something else", Renata gasped. "What?", the one word was both a question and a statement of surprise. Still catching her breath from her last gasp Renata said, "Have you ever licked a Girl Scout between her legs Mr. Mason?" I still held Renata's head in my hand, I turned her to face me and looking her in beautifully soft eyes just shook my head no. "Do you want to lick a Girl Scout between the legs Mr. Mason? Would you like to lick a Girl Scout between the legs Mr. Mason? Would you like to lick me between my legs Mr. Mason?" This time while still looking into the sweet young Renata's eyes I nodded my head yes. "You will Mr. Mason, you'll lick me between my legs, really you will?" I whispered yes this time in addition to nodding. Renata pushed herself back up on to the arm of the sofa and at the same time she did that she slid her panties down her beautiful legs, and flipped them off on to the floor. They were white cotton today. I thought to myself, I hope I get to keep that pair too. Renata pulled the short green Girl Scout skirt up in back so her bare ass was sitting on the arm of the sofa, then she put a leg up on the back of the sofa behind my head so her crotch would be open to me. It was an awkward position and she had to hold on just to keep from falling off. The front of her skirt fell to cover what I had been longing to touch so Renata just said softly to me, "lift my skirt, lift my skirt and lick me Mr. Mason, lick me like you said you would." Except for the tone this was more like the Renata I knew, telling me what to do, telling me what she wanted, only now the tone was pleading instead of demanding. I lifted the front of Renata's green Girl Scout skirt then I had to slouch lower in my seat so I was even with the object of my desire. I leaned forward to bring my tongue closer to the wet fragrant lips of her pussy. As I got closer I could see the thick milk of Renata's arousal dripping from between the puffy aroused lips of her sweet young pussy. I touched the tip of my tongue to the bottom of the oozing slit formed by those puffy soft pussy lips and licked up. The taste sensation was strong and caught me off guard, chocolate-mint I thought unbelievingly to myself, she tasted like chocolate-mint. Renata assumed that my stopping after one lick up her pussy was my way of asking what was going on so she said, "body powder, Mr. Mason, chocolate-mint body powder" Renata giggled as she spoke, "just think of me as your own little thin mint." another giggle and then, "But don't stop now Mr. Mason, when I said lick me I didn't mean just one lick, I want more" she added with another cute little giggle. I licked again, sucking more of the thick warm juice from between the lips of Renata's divine pussy. I licked her juicy lip's, I nibbled on them and sucked on them all the while enjoying their chocolate-mint flavor. I kissed Renata between her legs, on the inside of her milky white thigh's, on her beautifully bare mound, where ever my lips touched her skin I tasted my own personal Girl Scout thin mint. I licked and licked Renata all over between her sensational legs until the flavor was fading away. I used my tongue to lap at Renata's crotch like I was a dog at a water trough, desperate to quench its thirst. When my treat was finished, I used the tip of my tongue to fold away the peddles of skin from Renata's aroused little clit and then I sucked it into my mouth, pulling it between my lips and pushing her orgasmic pearl around with the tip of my tongue. This nudged Renata quickly past the boundaries of control as she exploded in blissful rapture and I spend the next few minutes literally sucking the orgasm out of her. When the storm of my sweet young Renata's ecstasy subsided she slide down into my lap and wiggled her fanny aggressively into my lap as if to suggest that she wished there was something there that she could use, or that I could use on her. Unfortunately there wasn't and I just enveloped the gasping young Renata in my arms and held her to my chest. Renata ended her expectant wiggling and after we showered each other with compliments and kisses we lounged on the sofa for a while until it was time to get ready to leave for dinner. A Weekend With Renata: Saturday Night Saturday Night Dinner was another whole adventure unto itself, to start with Renata was getting back to one of the things she did best, which was make me uncomfortable in public. She insisted on going to dinner in her Girl Scout uniform and no amount of pleading on my part could change her mind. We had reservations at another Bed and Breakfast just a short way up the road for dinner; we had decided on that one because they had a much larger dinning room with easier access for my wheelchair. I suppose I could have refused to go but in spite of knowing what Renata might do the thought of being seen with this brazen young seductress was more attractive than I could resist. The Inn's hostess gave me a pretty strange look at me I rolled into the dining room accompanied by Renata dressed up as a Girl Scout. However except for the un-lady like spread of Renata's legs, which drew lustful stares from every man, and angry glares of every woman in the dining room dinner was thankfully uneventful. However on the way out the hostess asked Renata if she had a good dinner with her father and Renata said, "oh he's not my dad, he's just the guy that puts his hand between my legs and makes me feel all squishy". I could have died, I was ahead of Renata and at hearing what she said to the hostess I rolled out of the place as quickly as I could. Renata was also out the door before the poor woman had regained enough composure to say anything back to her. By the time I had pulled my wheelchair up to my minivan I breathed a sigh of relief that it didn't appear that anyone was going to follow Renata out of the restaurant to see if she needed to be rescued from the old pervert in the wheelchair. Renata caught up with me and stood right in front of me. She leaned forward grasping the arms of my chair and put her face right in front of mine. "That was pretty funny huh Mr. Mason". I was still too flustered to reply and besides Renata had leaned farther forward and was brushing her lips against mine. I could smell and taste the strawberry lip-gloss that I had seen Renata apply as we left the table. I could feel her warm breath between us in the cold night air. In a throaty seductive whisper Renata said, "My pussy is on fire Mr. Mason and I need you to touch it right now". She opened the front of her long black leather coat as she spoke so I could reach where she wanted to be touched. "Sa... Someone will see us Renata", I stuttered, but I knew they probably wouldn't. We were in the last parking spot of the row and we were behind the open front door of the van which would block most peoples view of us. "I don't care Mr. Mason", she said, this time desperation and longing colored her voice, "I sat there all through dinner wanting to cum, but I behaved myself and I was a good girl so now I deserve to be touched". She was still brushing her lips against mine every two or three words, but when she finished with her last sentence she crushed her lips to mine and shoved her tongue into my mouth. My first instinct, after reacting to the kiss that is was to put one of my hands between her legs and do just as Renata had asked, but I held off waiting for her to ask or order me again to satisfy her. Renata's lips broke from mine and with a breathy sexy voice said, "God Mr. Mason, don't make me ask again, would you just feel me up, I want to cum so damn bad and I cant wait till we get back". Her body movement invited me to do as she asked, Renata's legs spread and her stance got wider. I reached to the side and scooped up a handful of the light fluffy snow that had been falling since we arrived and was still falling. Renata was eye to eye with me and wasn't really paying attention to what I was doing and she was taken completely by surprise. She felt the front of her skirt being pushed up by my arm, but Renata let out a short scream of surprise when I pressed the pile of frozen crystals in my hand into her hot damp crotch. I thought to myself that Renata had been right; she was on fire and the fluffy white powder in my hand melted immediately. The melted snow that didn't soak into the crotch of Renata's panties ran down the inside of her legs. The trails of ice cold water sent powerful shivers through the entire length of her body. I was still wearing my full fingered mountain biking gloves that I use when I'm in my wheelchair and I kept my gloved hand pressed against the soaking wet crotch of Renata's panties so Renata wouldn't have to ask me again to touch her flaming pussy. Renata's hips instantly started grinding and pressing against my gloved hand and she yelled "OH GOD YES!!!" I guessed that my leather and synthetic glove had to feel a lot different than my hand, but it still must have felt good because Renata's wasn't going to let me move it. She had an iron grip on my arm with both her hands, holding on to it for dear life making sure I wouldn't take my hand away from her burning crotch. You would think that a handful of snow in the crotch would douse a person's desire, but for Renata is was like pouring gasoline on the fire. She was totally consumed by her powerful craving for sexual satisfaction. Renata's strength was multiplied by her raging lust which produced a vice like grip on my arm that made sure my hand stayed between her legs. She bucked her hips forward and back riding my hand just like she had ridden my face earlier in the day. It was almost a pointless effort that I was trying to move my hand in small firm circles to grind my glove into her burning pussy, Renata as she often did was directing the action. Hips bucking and breath gasping Renata continued to grind her crotch into my hand and drive her level of excitement up and up. "Ya Mr. Mason, that's it... Oh god yes... Yes... YES... Just like that". More panting, gasping and guttural moans escaped from my sweet young Renata as she continued to be consumed by her ever increasing arousal. "Don't!! ah ah" "Stop!! uh uh" "Mr.!! oh oh" "MASON!!! ur unh". I watched as Renata's head lolled to one side and her eyes started to roll back in her head, she was getting ready to blow. "I'm gonna cummm..." she moaned with resignation. And she was right, her level of arousal surpassed her ability to control it and Renata exploded in climax. "OH YES!!! OH GOD YES!!!" she yelled over and over. Her voice probably carried for miles in the still winter night and when the torrent of Renata's orgasm was over she collapsed into my lap and hung her arms around my neck. She kissed my forehead and then the tip of my nose before locking my gazed with her soft mouse colored eyes. "Naughty old Mr. Mason", she said shaking her head as if she was scolding me. "My panties are soaked and I'm freezing" she said and I could feel a shiver pass through her. "You've made me be naughty again Mr. Mason", another shiver accompanied her final statement and I pulled her close to me wrapping my arms tightly around my beautiful Renata. I kissed her on the cheek and whispered to her, "I know, but I'm learning to like being naughty", I paused before continuing with, "I think we need to find our way back to our fireplace". I punctuated my sentence with a light kiss on her ear, then another on her cheek and finally my lips found Renata's we kissed. What I expected was a short kiss before we hopped into the van, but it turned into something else. We sat there kissing leisurely in the silver glow of the reflected moonlight, oblivious to the cold winter air and the snow drifting down on us. When our lips finally parted our eyes met and we just sat there silently, the night was so quiet that you could almost hear the snow drifting through the air, and we looked into each other's eyes like we were looking through the eyes and into the other person. Were we looking into the other person, into their soul or heart maybe, was something besides the physical relationship growing between us as we sat there in the cold winter night. I thought it was for me and I wondered if it was for Renata. The silence between us lingered and became awkward until I finally said again that we should head back to the warmth of our fireplace. We had sat there kissing for so long that when Renata finally stood up we had to brush the accumulated snow off each other. We drove back to our cottage in silence, which was certainly unusual for the effervescent Renata. The silence wasn't as uncomfortable as the one had been while we had been sitting out in the snow, but it wasn't exactly a cozy silence either. For the sweet young Renata to be silent she must have had something on her mind and I wondered again if it might not be the same thing I had on mine. When we got back in our cottage Renata disappeared into the bedroom saying she would be right back. I took advantage of the time to work on getting a fire started. Like everything else it was more difficult doing it from a wheelchair, but I managed to get the fire roaring and then I transferred to the recliner before Renata returned. I heard her footsteps walking across the room and saw her reflection in the glass of the fireplace as she walked toward me. The reflection was wearing something white, but I could tell what until what was reflected walked around in front of me. Renata was wearing a thick terry cotton robe with a Victoria's Secret logo and she had undone the pigtails and pinned her hair up leaving just a few strands hanging at the sides of her face. "Well well, look at this". I said, "my pretty little girl has been replaced by a beautiful young woman". "You really think so Mr. Mason", was all that Renata said as she stood in front of me, her robe was tied, but also she held it tight together up to her neck like she was bundling against the cold... Or hiding something. I started to imagine what the robe could be hiding and wondered what additional fantasies might be under it, but like earlier in the day I realized that it was too much to think of in too short of a time so I just extended my hand to Renata, took her hand in mine and guided her to a seat on my lap. Her legs curled up under her, it was then I saw the simple black 4 inch heels she was wearing, I thought she looked taller I said silently to myself. She snuggled up against me and rested her head on my shoulder as I wrapped my arms around my petite beauty. "A very beautiful young woman", I said. Renata's reply to my confirmation was just to sigh and snuggle closer. We sat like that for sometime, warming ourselves with the fire and each other, surrounded by silence except for the crackling of the fire. Unlike the silence of the parking lot this was a comfortable silence, it had to be because neither could see the others eyes, so we couldn't look inside each other and have something to feel uncomfortable about. Renata was looking down and away to the fire and even though I was looking down at Renata all I could see was the top of her head. Holding the petite beauty in my arms with her body all wrapped in that soft cozy robe had redirected my thoughts anyway from feelings for Renata to just plain feeling Renata. It was Renata's soft voice raising above the sound of the fire that broke the silence. "Would you like to try the hot tub Mr. Mason?" "I don't know, heated or not that atrium room has to be pretty chilly this time of year", I said. "Not really, I checked it, it's pretty warm in there and the water is really warm, I think it might be fun Mr. Mason. And it looks like you'll be able to transfer in and out of it pretty easily and besides the only way you're going to see what's inside this robe is from the hot tub". Renata was looking up at me know and her face was covered with a big sly smile. "I don't know", I said, "is what's inside that robe worth the trouble of getting in the hot tub" "Gee I don't know Mr. Mason, we could just forget it and turn in for the night instead", Renata said her smile getting bigger and slyer. "I think I'd crawl from here to the hot tub for what's inside that robe." I replied, "Turning in for the night isn't an option". Renata was right it was fairly easy for me to get in the hot tub. As I rolled through the bedroom to the atrium deck where the hot tub was located I noticed that both rooms had a romantic glow; Renata had lit five of six jar candles to light the room and another six or eight candles were burning out by the hot tub. My back was to the entrance of the atrium so again I heard Renata's footsteps approaching before I could see her. She walked around the tub so she was directly opposite from me. She still held the robe tight to her neck so the only skin I could see was her legs from mid-calf down. The 4-inch heels did wonderful things to Renata's legs, although all I could see of them was that they were accentuating her calves. "Yoo hoo, Mr. Mason, I'm up here", Renata said in her saucy little voice. I had to admit that I was staring at her legs, but I gave that up to look up at the rest of her. She was stunning standing there in the mixed light of the candles and the moon, even all wrapped up in that robe, just looking at her pretty face was breathtaking. She released the grip on the front of her robe and untied the strap. She shrugged the robe off her shoulders and let it fall; she stopped it momentarily at her waist, but let it quickly finish its trip to the floor. What I saw was absolutely eye-popping. Renata had been wearing the robe, a lavender lace teddy and the 4-inch heels. Now all that was left was the lavender lace teddy and the heels. The look was spectacular, exquisite, sensational, and every other superlative that you could possibly find to use. I managed to choke out the words "you are so beautiful", but that was all I could manage, I was stunned, frozen in place by the sight before me. Renata's stepped from her shoes, and she made a show of it, giving each one a sexy flick and sending it sailing across the room. In the process I noticed that her toenails were painted the same color as the teddy she was wearing. Then I watched as she stepped slowly and deliberately down into the water. When she had stepped all the way in to the hot water she sat down, sinking up to her neck in the water. Then Renata stood again, slowly and seductively so she could display the wet fabric of the teddy sticking to her skin. Her pretty little nipples were showing through the wet fabric and down between her legs the wet garment clung seductively to her bald mound and naked lips. Renata's dripping body glowed, the silver of the moonlight and the yellow of the candlelight combined to give the beautiful young Renata a magical glow. I watched each of the hundreds of sparkling beads of water as they rolled over her skin and fell into the pool below. In awe of the vision in front of me, I was still overcome with the radiance of Renata's beauty. The only words still that I could manage were "you are so beautiful", I let the sight of my beautiful young companion sear itself into my memory, if I live to be 100 this sight will remain with me as fresh as the moment I first saw it. Renata stepped across the tub, she stopped, standing above me, straddling me, this gave me and even better view of the lavender teddy clinging to the naked lips of her pussy. I looked up the body of my petite beauty until our eyes met and when they did she sank down into the hot water with me until we were again eye to eye. I brushed the dangling strands of hair back from Renata's face with my fingers and gently cupped her head in my hands. There was still a faint whiff of strawberry in the air from Renata's lip gloss, I was already desperate to taste the lips of my beautiful young Renata, but for some reason the aroma of the strawberries in the air made me want to taste them even more. With just a small amount of pressure I guided her lips to mine; the first touch of our lips was a barely perceptible brush, the second touch was a slightly heavier skimming, the third touch of our lips was but a glance, and then on the next touch we unknowingly, but mutually sought the others lips and we locked in a long slow leisurely kiss. My hands slid down Renata's back, my arms encircled her waist and I enfolded her petite form in a gentle hug. Renata's arms entwined behind my neck and she pressed her chest to mine, squirming against me so I could feel the touch of her aroused nipples against my skin. When our lips parted and we were once more peering into each others eyes I whispered one more time the only thing I seemed to be able to say, "You are so beautiful". Renata brushed the tip of my nose with hers and then she moved her lips closer to my ear and breathed the words, "which is better Mr. Mason, the pretty young girl or the beautiful young lady". The pleasant sound of Renata's voice on my ear was but one sensation I experienced as I listened to the question. I could feel Renata's bullet hard nipples pressing into my chest and I could now make out the fragrance of Renata's hair and my hand tingled with the sensation of the touch of her skin as I caressed her back. "ohhhh Renata" I sighed, "I'm too selfish to choose between the two, I pick both". "So you want it all, huh Mr. Mason", Renata's words were carried to my ear on the soft winds of her breath. "I have it all Renata as long as I have you in my arms", I replied. Renata kissed my ear, cheek forehead and nose in quick succession before planting her lips to mine. The previous kiss that had been long and leisurely evolved to this kiss which was precipitate and filled with lust. The longer the kiss lasted the more our hunger for each other grew. Our appetite for each other seemed boundless and the fire of our desire burned white hot. I had never had a woman in my arms that was as wanting as Renata was right at this moment. Hungering, thirsting, yearning, in the same way there was no word to fully describe Renata's beauty there was no word to fully describe the passion burning between us. As the flaming passion of our kiss raged I felt Renata's hand slide down between us and then between my legs. In spite of the heat between us my manhood was a relaxed as ever when Renata's fingers closed around it. As Renata hung from my neck by one arm I aggressively massaged one of her breasts and buried the fingers of my other hand into her sexy ass while she harshly manipulated my flagging johnson. I pulled one side of Renata's teddy off her shoulder exposing her luscious breast; then I leaned her back in my arms as my mouth dove for her exposed nipple. I tried to be tender but tenderness and gentility were beyond me, I literally pounced on Renata's tall stiff nib and devoured it, I sucked it hard into my mouth and rolled it between my teeth. Renata threw her head back and called out in a combination of rapture and pain as my teeth assaulted one of the most sensitive spots on her body and my fingers dug deeply into her sweet young ass. The more my teeth pressured Renata's nipple the more her hand jerked my limp meat and the harder I squeezed her ass. I sensed she was pleading silently for it to get hard, this was the moment I had feared, the moment when no matter how many times I had made her cum Renata wanted to experience the feeling of being filled by a man, the feeling of a man filling her with his orgasm. I had hoped that in the heat of the moment that I would be able to manage some type of arousal, but no matter what Renata had done this weekend I remained flaccid. "OH FUCK MR. MASON!!!" That word had never been a part of Renata's vocabulary I thought to myself. "GOD DAMN MR. MASON I WANT YOU!!!" Renata was pumping her hand harder and faster between my legs and I knew what was coming next. "GOD DAMN IT MR. MASON WHY WON'T YOU GET HARD", Renata screamed. The sound of Renata's last word ended and the sudden silence was deafening. It got so quiet you could almost hear the candles burning. The only thing you really could hear was the bubbling of the water in the hot tub. My teeth released Renata's nipple and my hands released her ass and she fell back into the center of the tub. I tried not to look hurt, but I failed miserably. I'm sure I looked as hurt as Renata looked terrified. A Weekend With Renata: Saturday Night In a tone I had never heard from her before Renata said fearfully and haltingly, "Oh Mr. Mason I... I'm so sa..... I didn't ma...", then she just shrieked "OH SHIT!!!!" and leapt from the pool, she grabbed up her robe and ran into the cottage threw the bedroom and disappeared out the bedroom door. Regaining my equanimity I called after her... "RENATA... RENATA... IT'S ALRIGHT RENATA" "RENATA... COME BACK RENATA" "REALLY IT'S OKAY" Minutes passed and Renata didn't return. I decided that I need to get back in my chair and go to her. I had planned on having help getting out the hot tub, but I eventually got myself out alone. I had draped my wheelchair with towels before I got in the tub so I could sit in it when I got out without getting it all wet. It took awhile, but I finally got myself dried and dressed in a pair of Joe Boxers and my bathrobe. Then I rummaged through my suitcase until I found the gift wrapped box I had brought and headed out to find Renata. I found Renata was sitting on the sofa staring at the fire. Her lavender teddy lay in a puddle in front of the fireplace so I assumed she was nude under her robe which she was once again holding closed tight under her chin. She didn't look at me as I approached, but she said, "I'm so so sorry Mr. Mason... I can't believe I said that" Her voice sounded so small and I'm pretty sure she had been crying. I purposely gave my answer a nonchalant tone saying, "Renata, don't worry, it was bound to happen" "Maybe we should just go home... I'm sorry Mr. Mason, god I'm so stupid", she was looking at me now, but she was shaking her head to herself as she spoke. "Why the hell should we go home Renata, I sure don't want to, but I'll take you home if you want" Renata said "That was just about the meanest thing I've ever heard and I cant believe I said it" I reached out and took Renata's hand in mine and said "It's okay Renata, I was sure this would happen eventually, it's not like you killed me" "No...", Renata said, "you looked like I ripped your heart out" "But look", I said chuckling to try to put Renata at ease, "I'm alive, I'm breathing and I really don't want to miss out on the rest of the pussy I'd get to finger if we went home now" Accepting the situation Renata jumped right back into character by saying, "You're such a naughty man Mr. Mason, I cant believe you just said that. Besides only a naughty girl would let you finger her pussy and I'm a good girl" "That's right Renata", I said smiling at her and caressing her hand, "you are a good girl and I've brought you a present" "Really Mr. Mason, a present, what is it, where is it, can I have it now?" I reached behind my wheelchair and handed her the gift wrapped box, and then moments later.... Renata was laughing hysterically as she tried to talk, finally reading from the box she says, "Cyber Cock with Balls. Oooo and look at this, Vibrating egg inside the cock for added pleasure. And best yet, it has the softest feel ever, seven inches long plus the balls". Still laughing she tossed me the box and said, "do you want to use this on me Mr. Mason or do you want to watch me use it on myself". I didn't say anything, I think I was more hurt at her laughing at me over this than I was her wishing I could get a hard on. Although if I could have gotten hard I wouldn't have had to give Renata her "present". I don't know if it was because she noticed the look on my face or what, but Renata arose from the sofa and planted herself in my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck and draping her legs over the arm of my chair. "Oh Mr. Mason, I cant believe you bought this for me, what am I going to do with you... you naughty man you", and just like that Renata was playing the game again, she kissed me on the cheek and continued, "do you really think that huge thing will fit inside little ol me, what were you thinking, I'm a good girl. Now maybe if I was one of those naughty girls that spread her legs for every guy that walked by it would fit in me, but I'm not naughty and I'm way to small to fit that big thing inside me". Renata was smiling and her eyes were sparkling again as she played her game with me. Renata's soft blonde hair had been half fallen when I found her here and when she hopped across to my lap the rest fell. I brushed it back from her face letting my fingers play lightly across her cheeks. "Oh I don't know about that my sweet Renata", I said tracing the line of her jaw with my finger tip, "I'll bet if I got you wet enough I could slide that cock right into you". "MR. MASON!!!, you get naughtier every time you open your mouth, what could you possible do to make me that wet. I told you I'm not naughty, I'm good and good girls don't get that wet." "Really..." I said, dragging out the word and resting my hand on her hip. "That's right you naughty man, I would never get that wet". I ran my hand down the contour of my Renata's lovely leg until I found the hem of her robe and the warm smooth skin of her lovely leg. Renata continued to protest that she was a good girl and would never be wet enough to accommodate what in her words was the "unnaturally big toy that I bought for her". The higher up her leg my hand went the more she protested her "goodness", however the way Renata was squirming in my lap told me that I probably wouldn't have much trouble juicing her up enough to slide my Cyber Cock into her all the way up to is realistic feeling balls. My hand was resting on Renata's hip again only now it was inside her robe resting against her skin instead of outside resting against her robe. I kept moving my hand up until it was flat on her belly. While it was on it's way to caress Renata's tummy the movement of my hand had opened the front of her robe, but like the good girl she kept telling me that she was her legs were tight together, keeping her pussy out of my sight; again she reminded me that because she was a good girl she wouldn't be opening her legs for me. I moved my hand down Renata's tummy until the tips of my fingers covered the spot where her closed legs blocked my access to the soft puffy lips of her splendidly alluring pussy. I pressed the heel of my hand into the bald fleshy baby fat of her mound. I moved my hand in firm tiny circles, the pressure from it kneaded Renata's bald mound and the tips of my fingers tickled around the slit formed by her closed legs. And even though Renata's pussy was untouchable at the moment, the indirect pressure from my massaging her mound with the heel of my hand caused the lips of her pussy to move ever so slightly between her closed legs. I knew I was winning because the more I massaged Renata's bald mound with my hand the more she was squirming in my lap and even thought I couldn't feel it I knew that the more she squirmed the wetter she was getting. Renata rested her head against the front of my shoulder as I played with her and the more I played with her the more she insisted that I wouldn't be touching her pussy and even if I did I couldn't make her wet enough. I knew from her squirming and wiggling that my massaging was affecting Renata, but she was just being purposely stubborn about not opening her legs for me so I decided that I would try to distract Renata and maybe I could sneak a feel between her legs that way. I lifted her chin and kissed her on the forehead, then again and finally after the third kiss on the forehead Renata got the hint that I wanted her lips. She tightened her grip around my neck and pulled herself up reaching her lips toward mine. Our lips touched and Renata's tongue slipped between my lips seeking mine. Our tongues danced and our lips caressed. Long and deep we kissed each other and in a further effort to get Renata to drop her guard I stopped my massaging at the top of her legs and let my hand drift up. My fingertips flirted with her belly button and Renata spasmed in ticklish reaction to the passing of my fingers. My hand went higher and I traced the curve of her breasts with the tip of my finger. I let my fingers dally against the underside of Renata's taut dangling globes while I enjoyed the feeling of her breast sitting in my hand. I grazed my thumb across her nipple while I lifted Renata's breast slightly with the tips of my fingers. Between the depth of our kiss, manipulating her nipple with my thumb and caressing the underside of her breast with my fingers I was finally able to fluster Renata enough to loosen the clench of her trim young legs. Renata parted her lips from mine, but just barely, I felt her lips grazing mine as she whispered, "It's not going to work, I'm a good girl Mr. Mason." Even as Renata spoke her legs continued to drift apart, it was like she was unaware of their movement. Renata stopped whispering and we continued our kissing; I cupped her perfect breast full in my hand and gave it a squeeze then closed her perky nipple between my thumb and finger. I moved my lips from Renata's, but brushed them across her cheek and then her ear, my lips were still touching her when I whispered, "I think you're getting wet Renata", my fingers tightened and I rolled her firm pink nipple between my fingers to punctuate my statement. "Noooo Mr. Mason, I'm a good girl", Renata moaned. My lips left Renata's delicately attractive ear and nuzzled against the side of her neck, my lips tickled her soft skin there, then around the front of her neck, then up to her chin, then back to her lips, but I just brushed past her lips to kiss the tip of her nose, all the while my hand continued to coddle her breast and my thumb toy with her nipple. Looking right into Renata's softly sparkling eyes I asked, "Am I making you wet Renata?" "I'm good Mr. Mason, really I'm a good girl", Renata whimpered. My hand took a firmer grip on Renata's breast and I lowered my voice even more and uttered, "Are you wet Renata?" "Ummmm... I think so Mr. Mason...", Renata spoke so softly I could barely hear her answer. I skimmed my lips across Renata's cheek to whisper my question into her ear, "can I check Renata?" "Ummmm... I'm a good girl Mr. Mason...", Renata sighed. I pressed Renata with my next question, "Can I touch your wetness Renata?" "aaaaaa.... uh huh", Renata murmured. "Thank you Renata", I breathed into her ear as my hand abandoned her breast. I placed my hand on the soft inside of one of her now parted legs and moved up towards my prize. When I got to the top of her leg I drew a circle around the lips of her pussy with my finger, top to bottom to top and then dragged the tip of my finger down the slit between her swollen lips. Renata's arousal was seeping from her lips before my finger got there, but when my finger slipped between her precious lips I released a gush of milky arousal. I slipped a second finger between her soft puffy lips, my fingers played between the lips of my sweet Renata's flooded pussy until she was moaning continually. "I think you're ready Renata", I said as my fingers drifted through her dripping pussy. "Oh gah odd..." Renata groaned and she rolled off my lap and threw herself on the sofa. She flopped one leg up on to the back of the sofa and dropped her other leg to the floor spreading her legs wide and exposing her gushing flower to me. "Recognize the position Mr. Mason? It's not a limo seat, but it will do. Now get over here and give it to me you naughty man." Moving as fast as I could I fumble my way to a seat between my lovely Renata's gorgeous legs. I ripped the Cyber Cock out of the box; I was surprised at how real it did feel. I held it by the balls and pushed the tip between the lips of Renata's hungry pussy. I slid the Cyber Cock up and down between Renata's sweet puffy lips, twisting it and coating it her arousal. I tipped the fake cock up and pressed the end of it against Renata's dripping hole. "Ohhhhhh god yessssssss", Renata graoned as I pushed steadily until I buried the cock all the way into her and the realistic feeling balls were pressed against her crotch. I wondered how stretched Renata's pussy was and how tight it was gripping the mock dick. "Arrrrrgghhh", Renata moaned as I pulled it out of her until only the head was still in her. "Ahhhhhhhh yessssss", as I plowed it back into her. It was really sexy to watch my petite beauties body take the full length of the cock as I pushed it into her, but like anything, watching wasn't as good as doing. "Urrrrrrggggaahhhh", as I pulled it out. The lips of Renata's pussy pulled out and dragged along the length of the fake male meat. "yeeeee ESSSSSSSSS", as I pushed, Renata's pussy lips rolled in as the cock slid into Renata filling both her hole and her desire. "Faster Mr. Mason", pull-push. "oh ya-oh yes", pull-push-pull. "oh ya that's good." "Harder Mr. Mason", SHOVE-YANK-SHOVE. "OH GOD", SHOVE-YANK-SHOVE, "OH GOD!!! FUCK ME MR. MASON" And I did, boring out Renata's beautiful young pussy, pumping the fake cock in and out of her hard and fast. Renata was thrashing her hips up and down fucking the fake cock as hard as I was fucking her with it. I watched Renata's pussy lips suck in as I bulldozed the cock into her and stretch out around the cock as I hauled it back out of her. I also watched Renata as she rather brutally was squeezing her tits and twisting her nipples. Renata was grunting and groaning loudly and while I'm sure she was enjoying the banging I was giving her with the Cyber Cock, the sounds I heard her making weren't the one's that said she was going to cum. Ironically even though I was lasting longer than her boyfriend ever had she wasn't going to cum just by getting fucked, she needed somebody to do something to her lust engorged clit. I drove the pseudo prick into Renata's yearning hole as hard as I could, crushing the realistic feeling balls into her crotch and held it buried deep inside her. "OHHH MR. MASON!!!", Renata howled as I ground the fake meat into her real pussy. I leaned forward and pushed the rose peddle folds of skin away from her quivering button with the tip of my tongue, Renata's body shuddered when I started licking at her exposed orgasmic pearl. I stirred the fake cock around inside her, I reamed out her already stretched sex cave while licked, flicked and nibbled her throbbing clit. With surprising strength Renata's shapely young legs closed tight around me, pinning me to her body as she started shivering, then jerking and spasming then finally quaking violently as the explosively released ecstasy thundered through her body. I'm sure that every room at the Inn and every cottage on the grounds heard Renata's orgasm; I was surprised that the windows in our cottage didn't shatter. When it was finally over, when the tornado of Renata's climax had passed it seemed oddly quiet in the room and it stayed that way until Renata whimpered as I withdrew the fake dick from her well-fucked pussy one last time. To be continued in... "A Weekend With Renata - Sunday"