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Her Secret Life
CHAPTER ONEPaul Evans was sitting at his desk in his apartment thinking about work when he glanced out the window and first noticed the little girl by the swimming pool in the courtyard.The computer program he was working on bad a bug somewhere in the feedback system, and his desk was strewn with papers, all but burying a compact desktop calculator. On a pedestal to his right stood an electric keyboard computer terminal, hooking him directly into a big computer at a research center a few miles away.He carefully punched a complex formula into the calculator's memory storage, and then he found himself again staring out the window at the little girl by the pool. She was wearing a skimpy yellow bikini.She looks a little young for you, Evans! Paul chided himself. Can't be more than eighteen!But there was something about the slender child that held his attention and he watched her step out on the diving board. Honey blond hair swung straight almost to her round little ass. Her face was a delicate oval, her button nose still almost a little girl's. Her eyes were large and accented with long lashes, and Paul guessed they-would be blue.Paul thought her body was absolutely beautiful. Her little breasts were just beginning to curve the top of her suit, and Paul thought he could just make out the shape of her little nipples through the cloth.Her legs and ass already had the shape of a woman's, but more slender. The cheeks of her little ass were well rounded and had a saucy little bounce to them when she hopped up and down on the diving board. Her thighs were slender and well tapered.She turned around on the board, and Paul looked where the tight bikini panty lewdly stretched across her little pussy. The mound of her pussy was just beginning to swell to maturity, not yet as full as that of a grown woman. She lay down on the diving board, stretched out in the sun, and her legs were spread just enough for Paul to see the bright yellow bikini stretch tightly between her thighs.Jail-bait! Paul said to himself. And I should be ashamed of myself? A thirty-five year old man leering at a little girl! Next thing you know, I'll be out in the park in a dirty raincoat!Paul made the desk computer read out the formula he had just programmed into it, and started a series of calculations based on the formula. He was copying figures from the computer readout to a flow-chart when the phone rang."Hello, Paul Evans here," he said."Paul? Oh, Paul, I'm so glad you're home!" It was a female voice; and Paul's face flashed a slight grimace of annoyance when he recognized it."Hello, Angela," Paul said. "Yes, I'm home ... home working! You know I've only got a few days left to get this program set up for Engineering Dynamics."A whining, note crept into Angela's high-pitched voice. "But, Paul! You promised we'd go out today!""I told you we might go out for dinner if I got enough work done!" Paul said. "But it's not even noon yet, Angela and I've barely gotten started on my work!""Oh, Paul, don't be such a wet blanket! I've got a picnic lunch all packed! We can drive up the canyon to our favorite spot, and ... ""Angela, you don't seem to understand!" Paul interrupted. "I can't go on any picnics! I only just this morning finally figured out the right formula to handle the feedback effects after ... well, anyway, Angela, I can't go! And that's all there is to it! Can't you understand?""Sure, Paul, I can understand!" Angela's voice was quavering. "I understand just perfect! I understand that you and that God damned computer ought to be having an affair, not you and me! That's your real love, Paul!""Angela, please! Do we have to go through this all over again? Just because I'm self-employed I can't always go off and do anything I want any time I want to! If I'm going to make it with my own consulting business, I've got to produce the programs for the customers when I promised them! Please try to understand!""Damn you, Paul Evans!" Angela was sobbing openly now. "Damn you to hell! Why do I always have to understand you? Why don't you ever try understanding me? I'm a woman, Paul! I'm not a computer that you can turn on and off with a switch!"You're telling me! Paul groaned to himself. "Angela, I know you're a-woman!" he said."Well, damn it, treat me like one!" she sobbed. "I want to bet treated like a woman! I want you to want my body! I need you to want me, Paul!""I do want you!" Paul exploded. "Look, I'll be over about seven! We can have a quiet dinner at your place, and then ... ""Fuck you, Paul Evans!" the woman shrieked. "I want you to want me now, you son of a bitch, not at your convenience! I want you to come over here as fast as you can, and throw me on the bed and tear my clothes off, and jump on me with your big hard cock, and stick it up me and fuck my brains out! Come fuck me, you son of a bitch! If you want to make me feel like a woman, act like a man! Quit jacking yourself off with those computers, and ..."Paul slammed the receiver down in the telephone cradle and sat shaking with emotion. Damn that woman! Damn her to hell! Why the hell did he always end up with these damned hysterical women! His wife had been just like this, and all his lovers before and after her, right up to the present! Was it just the nature of women to be so damned unreasonable?The problem was, Paul did need a woman. His sexual urges were strong and healthy and he liked to play hard after be worked hard. But none of these damned women understood that the work had to come first! He really had been looking forward to spending the night with Angela, because he hadn't been laid in a few days, and he knew he needed it. But the thought of calling Angela back and trying to patch something together made him almost physically ill.His eye drifted out the window again. The little girl was still playing on the diving board. She was on the end of the board, squatting on one leg and trying to dip the toes of her other leg into water.The extended leg was slim and beautiful, and between that thigh and the thigh of the folded leg, the thin fabric of her bikini bottom stretched tightly across her girlishly young pussy, bulging the fabric just slightly. Was it his imagination, or could Paul just make out a single wisp of blond pubic hair escaping from the crotch of her panties?Paul turned abruptly back to his calculations, but the figures dance in his head like pop-corn.I need to cool off he said to himself. He went to the bedroom and changed into his swim trunks, pretending he wasn't even thinking about the little girl at the pool.He didn't even look at her when he went out and dived in. He swam a couple of laps and then hauled himself up on the edge. He shook the water out of his hair and allowed himself to study the child on the board.Her eyes were blue. She turned them on him and warmed him with a smile. Her little teeth were even and white, and her eyes were as blue as the summer sky."Hi. My name's Lisa! What's yours?" the girl asked."Hello, Lisa. My name's Paul. Are you new around here?""I got here last night," the little girl said. "I live with my mommy-in Arizona and I'm in California spending two weeks with my daddy. He lives here. He works in the morning, so I get to swim and watch TV. Then In the afternoon he comes back and we get to go do something. This afternoon we're going to Disneyland!""That'll be nice!" Paul said. "First time you've been there?""Yep," the little girl nodded.Up close, Lisa seemed to Paul even more beautiful. Her long slender limbs were covered with the lightest finest blond hair Paul had ever seen. Her skin looked smooth and baby-soft, and her body was at least as lovely as it promised from the window.Paul got up and sat on one of the plastic lounge chairs.Lisa too got up and walked off the diving board. He watched her little ass bounce past as she walked to the next chair."Are your mother and father divorced?" Paul asked."Uh-huh! My mommy has another husband now, but my daddy still lives alone.""Don't you get bored here by yourself all morning long?" Paul asked.Lisa sat on the chair and crossed her legs. Paul tried not to stare between her open thighs. He wished he bad brought his sun glasses. But then the little girl leaned back and closed her eyes to the sun, so Paul allowed himself to feast his gaze on her young body."This was my first morning, and I didn't get bored yet," Lisa said. "I don't think I will."Lisa's stomach was slender and flat, and her little navel looked like a folded rose bud. Paul studied her belly and her tight yellow bikini panties. He could see the slight swelling of her pussy mound, and, yes, that was a stray strand of very young pubic hair sticking out.Not only was that lock of pussy hair exposed, but her legs were spread far enough that the crotch of her panties was spread father than it could cover, and the crease was visible where her upper thigh met the pink flesh next to her pussy.Paul couldn't keep his eyes away from her crotch. Every time he tried to look away, some force compelled his glance back to that pink strip of exposed skin inside the leg-hole of the bikini He felt a excitement coursing through him, and he was shocked to admit to himself that he was thrilling with sexual arousal.Lisa opened her eyes and hopped to her feet. "It must be getting close to noon!" she said.Without even thinking what he was doing, Paul held out his hand, and the little girl took it, and he pulled her gently; and she sat down in, his lap as if it was the most natural thing in the world."I like you, Paul Evans," she grinned. "I'm glad I met you, and I'm glad you live here! Maybe if I get bored in the morning sometimes, we can play together!"Paul's throat was nearly too dry for speech. Her young body felt so warm and soft in his lap! "I ... hmm ... Id really like that, Lisa! Any time! I live right over there!""I know," Lisa said. She squirmed her little bottom into a more comfortable position and casually put a thin arm around his shoulder. The gentle pressure of her ass in his lap was sending chills of sexual stimulation through his sex organs. He wondered if he would get an erection."I saw you through the window," she continued. "It looked like you were working, and then you were talking on the phone. It looked, like you were havin' a fight!"Paul laughed. "You're very observant," he said."Does that mean I was right? You were havin' a fight?""I guess I was," Paul said."I bet it was with a girl!" Lisa said. And she turned her little girl's face towards him and gave him a pouting smile that was so womanly and so child-like at the same time that he couldn't help himself, and he put his arms around her and pulled her to him for a kiss.Lisa came willingly, but her kiss was that of a child, a peck on the closed lips. He allowed his hand for a brief second to lie on the smooth softness of her thigh, and even that childish kiss sent an electric shock through his nerves. Then she hopped off his lap and flashed a smile back over her shoulder."See you later!" she said.Paul sat for a few minutes and then went home and changed and sat down at the. desk again. His emotions were very confused. He could not conceal from himself that this little girl had moved him very deeply. He felt ashamed of himself, but at the same time he was more aroused than he had been for months with a woman.He pushed it out of his mind and worked through the night until one o'clock. The feedback correction formula worked perfectly, and he finally fell into bed exhausted but feeling some accomplishment. But he was still very horny.CHAPTER TWOPaul woke up at eight the following morning, feeling refreshed and ready to work. He showered and shaved and breakfasted quickly, and was at his desk before nine. He became immediately absorbed in his work, refusing to allow himself to even glance out the window toward the swimming pool.Nevertheless, he was instantly aware when the little girl came out of her father's back door. Again he found himself incapable of taking his eyes off her lovely little body.Instead of the yellow bikini, Lisa today was wearing a very short sun-dress of a thin knit material. There were big circles cut out under the arms, and the dress only came to the tops of her slender thighs. But it was clingy enough to show the gentle curve of her immature breasts.Paul watched as Lisa dawdled for a moment by the pool. She leaned over and looked into the water, and her short dress inched up in the back, treating Paul to a glimpse of her white nylon panties stretched across the round cheeks of her ass. Then she turned around and walked straight up and knocked on Paul's veranda door.Paul opened the door for her. "Come in, Lisa," he said. "How did you like Disneyland?""Oh. I loved it! I just loved it!" Lisa bubbled. They walked into the kitchen, Lisa bouncing with excitement as she told Paul about her adventures at the amusement park. "I made Daddy take me on all the scary rides, some of them twice! I just loved the jungle ride! Can I have some orange juice?"Lisa sat on a stool while Paul went to the refrigerator and poured a glass of juices The stool was high, like a bar stool, and when Lisa put her bare heels on the rung, it brought her knees up and her skirt fell away, revealing her white bikini panties.Paul handed her the orange juice, and sat down on a chair in front of her. He knew he had selected his position for the best view between the little girl's legs. She kept talking about the park, her animated little body squirming on the stool Paul tried not to stare where the white nylon stretched across her soft little sex place, but the white length of her open thighs kept pulling his eyes back to her crotch."This afternoon we're gonna go for a boat ride out on the ocean!" Lisa continued. "We're gonna try to catch some big fish! Maybe we'll catch one we can eat! Do you ever go fishing in the ocean?""Not very often," Paul admitted."How come you don't have to go to work?" she continued. "Do you work here at home?""Yes, I work right there, at the desk in the other room." Lisa hopped off the stool and ran into the living room, Paul following.What's this?" she said leaning over the computer terminal.Paul leaned over her, feeling the warmth from her little body. "It's a computer terminal," he said."That's a computer?" she asked."Not a whole computer. The computer is really big, and it's a long ways away, in another building. That terminal is connected to it, like with telephone wires.""Oh." Lisa leaned over closer, and Paul moved closer behind her, until he could feel his upper thigh pressing against her round warm ass. "Well could we talk to it, if we wanted to?""We could, if we had anything to say." Paul reached around the little girl and flipped on the terminal switch. His arm brushed her bare shoulder, and he could feel her soft blond hair brush his face. It smelled clean and fresh."Say something to it!" Lisa squealed. She bounced up and down on her toes with excitement, and her round ass rubbed against Paul's thighs and his genitals. He was very much enjoying being so close to this little girl, and he wanted to prolong the contact."Okay. Watch the screen." Paul reached around her. His arm brushed against the swelling bud of her little breast, and she made no attempt to move away. Paul cradled his left arm loosely around her waist and typed out the standard address code.The little television screen over the keyboard flashed snow for a second and then read-out: STANDING BY FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS. PLEASE USE ENTRY KEY 779-BJ6."Wow!" the little girl said. "That's really neat!"She leaned back and pressed her body against him, and then squirmed pleasurably, enjoying the animal physical contact. Hardly realizing what he was doing, Paul crouched slightly and opened his knees, so that the girl's soft round ass fitted perfectly into his crotch."Make it do some more!" she said.Paul leaned forward to the keyboard again, using it as an excuse to hug the little girl's warm body close to him. He held her very close to him and typed out the instructions for the machine to read out his own entry catalogue. As he punched the address, he could feel his arm moving up and down over Lisa's young breasts.Lights dance across the screen and then formed themselves to spell:EVANS PAUL 2291 PACIFIC TERRACE #7 CONTRCT #22875-BN-8 ENTRY KEY 497-G4R"Golly!" the little girl said. "That's really neat!"She rubbed her young body against him in her excitement. He left his arm around her, feeling her breasts on his forearm. The mound of her tit swelled slightly, but her little nipple was almost as large as a woman's, and it was becoming erect from the casual friction of Paul's arm.Lisa broke out of his embrace and skipped around the room. "Show me the rest of your house!" She said."There's not much more to see," he said "Just the bedroom."He followed the little girl as she ran into the bedroom. She looked around once and then flopped on the bed. She pulled her bare feet up after her and raised her knees until Paul could see her round thighs all the way up to the bottom of her panties."How come you're not married?" she asked."I used to be," Paul answered. "But I got a divorce. Like your mommy and daddy." He sat down on the edge of the bed. Lisa moved her legs and her thighs parted, revealing the white crotch of her panties."Do you have a lot of girlfriends?" Lisa persisted."Not a lot. A few. Enough, I guess.""Didn't you 'n your wife have any kids?"Paul shook his head. "Nope, we never got around to it. I guess it's best that way.""Did you and your wife use birth control?" the little girl asked. The question was so unexpected that Paul broke out into a laugh."As a matter of fact, we did, but I think you're the first person who ever asked me that question! What do you know about birth control anyway?"Lisa giggled and sat up on the bed. She crossed her legs and once again the leg-hole of her panties gaped just enough to show a thin strip of the pink flesh, lying next to the pussy. A tiny blond curl of downy pubic hair peeked out."I know it's what people use when they want to ... you know, when they want, to do it, and they don't want to have babies!"Paul could feel his heart hammering in his throat. He was amazed how it excited him just to be talking about sex with this beautiful little girl!He decided to try to establish the limits of her knowledge and experience. What do you mean, 'do it'?""Well, you know, doing it, ya know?" Like when a man and a woman do the baby-making thing, ya know?" Lisa's pretty face was slightly flushed with embarrassment, but the glow in her eyes revealed that she too was secretly excited by the turn the conversation had taken.Without even thinking about it, Paul heard himself asking, "Do you ever do it? Have you ever done it with a boy?"Lisa's eyes widened and she shook her head. "Oh, no! I'd be too scared!"Paul pushed on. "Why would be scared?"Lisa pouted and shrugged her shoulders. "Cause it's scary, ya know?"Paul nodded. "I know. I was scared at first, too!"Her eyes met his again. "Were you really?""Sure. Don't worry about it. Do you have any boyfriends?"Lisa nodded. "One. His name is Roger. We go to school together. Sometimes he carries my books and I let him hold my hand.""He holds your hand? Is that all?""Uh-huh. Once I let him kiss me.""On the lips?""Yeah.""Did he put his tongue inside your mouth?"Lisa giggled. "No! That sounds ... dirty!" She was still giggling."Didn't you ever like to do dirty things?" Paul asked.Her face grew pouting and secretive. "I think about dirty things sometimes," she admitted."Like what?" Paul persisted.Lisa squirmed with the exciting agony of her secret. Her little ass wiggled on the bed, her panties stretched still further, and for a brief second Paul thought he got a glimpse of folded pink 'flesh nestled in shadowy blond curls."Tell me!" he bogged her."Well ... once a couple of years ago I was at my friend Sheryl's house, ya know? And she has a little brother. He was about six or seven then, ya know?""Yeah? And what happened?"Lisa giggled and squirmed, her pretty little face flushing with a mixture of excitement and embarrassment."Sheryl talked him into takin' his pants off!" she blurted, laughing and blushing. "We looked at his peter!" she added."Wow!" Paul said. "That must really have been exciting!" His head was swirling and his belly tingling.What the fuck do I think I'm doing? Paul asked himself this little girl is only eighteen years old, she's never even been properly kissed, and you're sitting with her, encouraging her to talk dirty, and getting a hard-on for her!It was true! Talking to Lisa about sex, and watching her beautiful little body had made Paul so excited he could feel his cock stirring inside his pants. He tried to rearrange his legs so it wouldn't show.I really should stop this right now, ho told himself. I really should tell her to go home so I can go back to work.But instead, he heard himself saying, "Did you touch his peter?""No! I was scared! But Sheryl did!""She did!""Yeah! And you know what?""Tell me!""It got big! His peter got big!" Her face was suddenly serious. "Do all boys' peter get big like that?""Sure!" Paul answered. "Is that the only time you've ever seen a boy's peter?""Yes," Lisa said. She looked away for a moment, but then Paul caught her sneaking a glance at his lap.And he had to admit he wanted her to see it! He wanted her to know he had a hard-on! He uncrossed .his legs so she could see it pressing upward against his pants. She kept looking at it, pretending not to.And Paul had to admit he found this flirtation with this little girl more exciting than all the foreplay he'd gone through with women for many months!"Do you know any dirty words?" Paul asked her.Lisa giggled again. "Yes," she said."Tell me," he urged."I'm scared," she pouted."C'mon! It'll be fun, and I won't ever tell anybody!""Promise?""Sure! Tell me a dirty word you know!"Lisa's face broke into a blushing grin. "Cock!" she burst out. "that's a boy's thing. Like peter!""Right!" Paul encourage. "What else?"She giggled. "Piss and Shit!""Okay!" Paul said. "What else?"She pouted shyly. "Pussy.""What's that?""Don't you know?""I think so, but I want you to tell me!""It's a girl's thing! Like a boy's peter. Girls have a pussy!""Do you have a pussy?" Paul asked seriously."Of course!" she burst into a laugh. "Silly! All girls have a pussy!""Does your pussy have any hair on it?"Lisa blushed deeply, but she answered. "A little bit! But not as much as mommy!""What color is it?" Paul pressed."Like my hair, only maybe a little darker!" she said, Showing, him a long lock of her straight honey-blond hair. "Mommy's is all black!"Paul felt dizzy with sexual excitement. His cock was fully erect now, and the pressure of his pants rubbing against the swollen red knob sent thrills of pleasure surging through his crotch. "Do you know any more dirty words?" Paul asked.Lisa smirked and blushed. "I know another one that's real dirty!" she giggled."Tell me! What is it, Lisa?"The little girl squirmed with the pleasure of saying forbidden words. "It's fuck! she blurted."Tell me what fuck means!""You know what it means!""I want you to tell me!"Lisa squirmed and blushed, her blue eyes blazing with excitement. She twisted on the bed, and her panties gaped again for a second, and Paul glimpsed thin pink lips before the white nylon stretched across her crotch again.