Chapter 4

After doing the dishes, she heads to lock up. Zero standing in the living room waiting for whatever she has planned next. Which he feels he can handle. The more time he spends with her, he doesn't see her as the type to tie him up and start smacking him around.

"What's next?" Zero asks.

"Bed. I would like to take a shower first." She answers heading upstairs taking his hand and leading the way.

They reach the front bedroom, a nice size room with a queen size bed filled with soft blankets and pillows. Zero takes a seat on the bed, looking out the window that is on the side of the bed, looking out into the street.

"Make yourself comfortable. I will be right back." She says.

Zero just nods looking around the room. He sees two end tables with lamps, a mirror and dresser, and a tall dresser and that's it. He notices this house was nice, but not really homey, in the fact it had no pictures any things to make it feel like a home. He wondered how long she lived there and if she lived alone or with someone?

While she is in the bathroom, he gets up and heads to the closet in the room, to check and see if there are any clothes for a man. There isn't any, just a few woman's clothes. Which also seemed odd, women normally have tons of clothes and shoes. He looks around finding nothing to tell him any story about this woman. He looked in the drawers just finding some underwear, bras, panties, socks, pjs and so on. Nothing major. Everything looked new like it was just bought. It just made him wonder even more.

He just takes a seat on the bed and waits for her, not wanting her to know he was snooping. That wouldn't be very nice of him to do since she was being kind to him.

In the bathroom, she stood there looking at the mirror, feeling could she do this? Should she tell him the truth? If she did, he may hate her and run away, for her never to see again. She had to keep playing it this way and keep him close. To watch over him and stop him from this mess he got himself into. She dreamt about making love to him for a long time, just never having the guts to admit it till now. Now he was finally sitting in her bed, could she do this? To touch him, kiss him, would he sense her desire for him? Most of all would he sense anything else? She hoped not, for if he did, this all could be over as fast as it started.

She knew what she was doing wasn't fair in a way, but it was the only way at the moment, she could think to protect him. To protect them both. What matter would it be, if she could give him some peace? Make him happy? She just hoped she could, she knows how he was, how he looked at the world. How miserable he truly was. Even though she saw how he was doing his best to curb it, she knew he was still fighting those demons inside himself. That he always would. She knew that what happened to him, shouldn't have. There just wasn't anything she could do to help or save him at the time. She just hoped now she could make it up to him.

She steps into the shower and gets washed using her vanilla body wash. Trying her best to make herself calm down. It wasn't her first time, that has been over for a long time, but yet it felt like it was. Her nerves were on high and so was her excitement at the same time.

She steps out of the shower and gets dried off putting on a black lace night with a matchng thong panty. She dries her hair and brushes it, taking a deep breath she walks out of the bathroom, walking down the hallway to her bedroom. When she enters, she sees Zero just laying there waiting.

"You smell incredible," Zero says.

"Why Thank you. I hope you also like what you see?" She asks.

Zero looks at the doorway, seeing this angel standing there. She is the sexiest thing he has ever seen. His heart starts beating fast, and his excitement builds. He just sits there and thinks this couldn't be. I couldn't be this lucky. She walks over to him and stands on the side of the bed in front of him.

He eyes her up and down, her slender petite frame. Her two perky size B breasts cupped in the black lace nightie. How he wants to touch, which is so not like him, but he couldn't help it. This beautiful woman was standing in front of him, wanting him to touch. He moves his hands to her waist and pulls her down, so she is now sitting on his lap. His hands lightly touch her arms going up and down them, wanting to touch so much more, yet still very apprehensive in what to do.

"Is everything ok?" She asks.

"Yes, I need to be honest with you. I never have done this before. I didn't want you to know that, so you wouldn't turn me away. I figured if I was experienced in this or if you thought I was it would be better. Just to be honest, I'm not." Zero admits.

She takes a deep breath, so happy to hear what he just said. No one hurt him, no one touched him. She got to him first.

"So your still a virgin? You Didn't sleep with anyone? How did you manage that in this profession?" She asks.

"Yes, I am still a virgin. To be honest, tonight was my first night out, and all the guys that came up to me, I passed along. Except one, he was a hand job nothing major. Other than that, I haven't done anything." Zero confesses.

"So I am your first? I can give you a nice first time. Something to remember in a good way." She says.

"Yes, that would be nice. I thought it was going to go to waste and being abused. I am glad you picked me up instead. I just can't believe I have gotten this lucky. That's not normally a thing for me." Zero answers.

"Its, not something to be abused, its something special and I am so glad you're giving it to me." She replies.

A heat in her belly brewing just from knowing no one touched him before. He was still Zero, the boy she knew so many years ago. She wanted to kiss him everywhere and he was going to let her, even though it was for money, she would take it.