Thanks to everyone who's read and reviewed. Somehow I don't think she'll be able to resist Gene's charms for much longer …

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Chapter 2

When she didn't hear from him for a few days she began to wonder if he was punishing her, or worse whether he'd found someone willing to 'help him out', as he'd so bluntly put it. She resolved to be more accommodating if she got the chance and she had to admit the idea of going a bit further with him was exciting, even if she wasn't exactly sure what it would involve.

She decided to ask Eileen for more information, knowing she was undoubtedly a woman of the world, but in the end her friend saved her the bother.

"So go on then, what's he like, your fella? Yer know …"

Eileen nudged her, speaking in a low voice, her eyes dancing. They were sitting at a quiet table at the back of the pub and Susie wondered why she'd lowered her voice. She shrugged.

"He's nice. Makes me laugh. Mum and Dad like him too."

Eileen rolled her eyes.

"That's not what I meant. Yer've been out a few times now, haven't yer?"

Susie nodded.

"We've just had our third date."

"Oooh, third date? So yer must've … yer know … I mean he's great looking, I definitely would!"

Susie felt her face flushing.

"We've just kissed, that's all. I know he wants ter go further, though."

Eileen stared at her.

"Are yer serious? He's a bloke, of course he wants ter go further! Don't yer fancy him?"

Susie glanced around, hoping nobody could overhear their conversation, and then spoke in a low voice.

"Course I do. I just haven't … yer know … before …"

Eileen giggled, covering her mouth with her hand.

"Bloody hell. Yer must be the only virgin left in Manchester, then."

Susie sighed.

"That's what he said. Yer know what me parents are like, though. I'm only allowed out with Gene because he's a copper and me dad trusts him. And because he's got prospects, of course." She risked a glance at Eileen. "So, you've done it, then?"

Eileen smirked knowingly.

"Plenty of times. Just don't take any risks, OK?" She shrugged, grinning. "He's older, he's great looking, not short of money … bet he's always prepared!"

Susie squirmed in her seat, taking another sip of her drink.

"It's just … well I had planned ter wait till I was married, yer know?"

Eileen stared at her, rolling her eyes.

"He's a grown man, Suze. However much he likes yer he won't wait around forever, not when there's a queue of women more than ready to help him out if you won't."

Susie looked at the floor knowing her face must be the colour of a beetroot, and whispered.

"Eileen, what's a 'five finger shuffle'?"

The other woman snorted with laughter.

"I can see yer need some educatin' luv. Now, where shall we start?"

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Susie reached into the wardrobe again, her fingers stroking over a short skirt. She lifted it out and held it up, shaking her head in disbelief. God, had she really worn that? How on earth had she got out of the house without her father dragging her back? She smiled sadly, remembering the long coat that covered a multitude of sins and feeling a flash of guilt. Her parents trusted her so they hadn't suspected a thing, bless them, and it had been worth it just to see Gene's face.

They'd only stayed for a couple of drinks and then he'd whispered that he needed to be alone with her and almost marched her out of the pub. He'd driven them to a lonely spot overlooking the canal and she'd willingly climbed into the back seat with him, nervous, glad of the bit of Dutch courage, but clear where her boundaries were at least.

He kissed her long and slow, leaving her breathless, and when his hand wandered up to her breast she didn't push it away, gasping as a thumb skimmed over her nipple. He groaned, his forehead pressed to hers.

"Stop me now, Suze, or I won't be able to …"

She swallowed, her heart pounding in her chest.

"I don't want yer ter stop, Gene." His mesmerising silver grey eyes searched hers and she saw the fire burning there. "I won't go all the way, but I won't leave yer high and dry any more. Yer'll have ter show me what ter do, mind."

He lifted her chin and she knew she was blushing, glad of the semi-darkness.

"I'll look forwards to it. You first, though. I'm nothin' if not a gentleman …"

Slowly he began to undo the buttons on her blouse and a ripple of anticipation ran through her at the thought of his fingers roaming unchecked over her body.

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She remembered that night so clearly: the shock and delight of his hot mouth sucking on an erect nipple; his fingers sliding up under her skirt and teasing between her open thighs; feeling like she'd died and gone to heaven as he slowly drove her to her first ever climax and she gasped out his name in surprise, her whole body vibrating with the aftershocks.

And then there was Gene, head back, cursing, pleading, encouraging, as she learnt how to please him in turn, revelling in the power she had over him as he finally spilled into her hand with a groan of relief. Afterwards, she snuggled against his naked chest while his breathing slowly returned to normal.

"Christ, Suze. You sure yer've never done that before?"

She shook her head, smiling into his eyes, feeling amazingly relaxed.

"Well, yer a natural. Give me a few minutes and we can do it all over again …"

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The tears pricked her eyes and threatened to fall. They'd been so happy then. A couple of months later, on her twenty-second birthday, he'd proposed and she'd immediately accepted. She ran a hand slowly down the deep blue figure-hugging dress, her eyelids fluttering shut, back in the moment again.

As his tongue duelled teasingly with hers, his fingers slowly lowered the zip and eased the straps off her shoulders and down her arms until her breasts were revealed in all their naked glory.

"God, yer've got fantastic tits, luv. Have I told yer?"

She giggled as his mouth closed over a taut bud.

"Once or twice." The giggle turned to a throaty moan as he began to suck hard and little sparks of desire ran down through her belly and set up home between her thighs.

"Mmmm, Gene …"

After a while he raised his head and looked up into her flushed face, grinning wickedly.

"We're engaged now, luv. No reason to wait any more, surely?"

She sighed, brushing a lock of hair back off his forehead.

"Gene, I told yer, I want ter be a virgin on me weddin' night. It just wouldn't feel right goin' all the way before then."

He groaned.

"Bloody hell, yer a hard woman. That'll be months off yet."

She smiled.

"Maybe a lot less if I can persuade mum and dad we've no reason to wait. And I bet it's not me that's hard …"

He raised one eyebrow, smirking in surprise at her obvious innuendo, and placed her hand over the impressive bulge in his trousers.

"Best do somethin' about it then, hadn't yer?"

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Lucky mare! Hope you enjoyed.