with the couple on the floor and his lustful penis jerked in shattering spasms. Mike closed his eyes and surrendered totally to the experience of his body, he was coming, ah! He was going to cum, he felt the earth shake beneath his feet as total orgasm took over his entire frame. Then suddenly the white semen erupted from his pulsating cock, he pumped and pumped and salivated at the sight of his cum oozing out over his hands, he worked until every last drop had been released.
Mike quickly came back to his senses and zipped up his fly. He took one last look into the window, the naked couple with ecstasy written all over their faces were collapsed upon each other in an obscene heap. His eyes still bulging from his head, the poor, confused boy turned and fled along the path to he didn't know where.
He fled down the path, his mind racing in a thousand directions. His whole world which until today had seemed pretty much in order was now collapsed. He couldn't go back to the dining room, he couldn't face his uncle and Wendy, where could he go? What could he do? He blushed violently when he remembered his own actions at the window of the Teahouse, he felt so sick and wanted to vomit, but he knew that he couldn't. Maybe he'd take his uncle's car and drive into town, go to a movie or something… anything to take his mind off this evenings terror. He reached in his pocket, two bucks shit! Not enough to go anywhere with. Oh… he felt so terrible, who could he talk to…
Madame Wong, right… he'd go to her, she was older she could help him. Oh God! No… not her, she'd go to the cops and then there really would he trouble. Sweat began to break out in tiny beads on Mike's forehead, in his mind's eye he saw all the kids at school laughing and jeering at him. He couldn't bear the shame, they'd say obscene things about him and Wendy, they'd just drag her through the mud like she was a piece of shit. They'd taunt him with his jacking off, they'd know somehow they'd know. He was in such a panic he felt he'd tell everybody about what he'd done and seen. It would be in all the papers, there'd be a court trial. Oh God! Who could help him… what could he do… where could he go? He began to sob uncontrollably now and suddenly he knew that even if Madame Wong was an uptight bitch, he'd have to talk to her. She was a woman and she would know what to do. Women always knew, his mother had always known what to do, dear God, if only his mother were still alive, none of this would have happened. He wouldn't have been left with his dirty, rotten, sex-maniac of an uncle.
When Mike began to think about his uncle he started to break out in a cold sweat again, how could he possibly live with him after this night. He'd have to get his own place now. His own uncle making it with his very own girlfriend – holy shit! What a bummer.
Mike had been stumbling around the path having little or no idea of where he was going. In his confusion he hadn't noticed which way he was headed when he left the Teahouse and now he found himself on the deserted beach, the moon was just rising in the night sky, the ocean looked so inviting. At least he knew what to do right now, he'd cool off in the water and then decide what to do. A good swim always cleared his thoughts.
It was a warm evening with the slightest of breeze, it almost lulled him right into the ocean. It felt good on his body, he took a few deep breaths and he plunged into the foaming water. With each stroke he felt better, his manliness seemed to return and his self-assurance too. The water felt so good on his naked young flesh and he gave himself to the ocean with all the vigour he could muster. Yes… ah… yes, his troubles seemed to wash off him with each strong stroke.
Suzie Wong had not been really worried about her niece Wendy. Quite a few times since they had arrived at the hotel she had missed dinner, she was actually quite slim and lovely but as with so many young girls of her age she felt she needed to diet, it certainly wasn't harmful to miss a meal anyway, thought Suzie. The older woman was feeling lonely, the event of the afternoon had really taken its toll on her emotions and she felt she needed to get away from the hotel for a while. She was quite troubled too at the realization that young boys really turned her on more than mature men and that in actual fact her sexual fantasies centered around them.
The moon had arisen already and there was quite a lot of light on the beach, it was a warm balmy evening and Suzie stretched herself on the sand and looked up at the stars. Why weren't things the way one wanted them in life. Why was she such a lonely, misunderstood woman. Suzie looked out across the ocean and noticed something moving out there, it was someone swimming and he was swimming towards the beach… then standing, walking out of the water.
It was Mike, Russ Redford's nephew… naked… Oh God! What a gorgeous body the boy had, his muscles were gleaming in the moonlight… his body so young, so inviting.
Oh dear what was she to do, her body was already responding to the erotic thoughts in her mind. She wanted to escape from them but just didn't know how. She quickly took a drink from the bottle of wine she had brought to the beach in an effort to quell her thoughts.
Mike walked over to the place where he had left his clothes and Suzie watched his beautiful young body slide into his jeans, she noticed the curve of his muscular arms and wanted to run right into them. God, he was beautiful, she thought.
Suzie shook herself again, what was the matter with her, why couldn't she get these thoughts out of her mind, all she could think of was giving herself body and soul to this teenage boy, slowly, surely, surrendering herself… ahhhhh!
He was a pretty strong looking boy, he probably had a good-sized cock. Suzie found herself imagining his tender little penis, erect and proud strutting against his tight pants, strutting like a young peacock. Oh yes, he could put his little peanut in her warm, womanly slit anytime.
Oh my God! What is wrong with me thought Suzie, I just can't get these carnal desires out of my mind. Someone should just come along and lock me up, I'm not fit to be out in society. I'm perverted and sordid thought Suzie, oh dear God! She reached for the bottle and took several long hard swigs… she began to feel dizzy and realized that she was probably getting quite drunk. Instead of quelling her sordid thoughts, the drink just seemed to be making them more and more intense.
Then suddenly the boy started walking towards her, he had noticed her on the beach and was coming over to talk to her. A wave of excitement passed over the older woman's body like high voltage from a power station. The closer the young boy came towards her the hotter she felt. How innocent he is! How innocent and inviting!
'Hi, Mrs. Wong,' he greeted her.
'Hello, Mike,' she replied nonchalantly.
Mike was unconsciously rubbing his thighs, totally unconscious of the effect he was having upon the older woman. The boy was erotic and he didn't even know it. Suzie had to restrain herself with every ounce of her will, all she wanted to do was to lean forward and touch him, stroke his tender young thighs and slide her hand up into his crotch, up over his fly, unzip his pants and then… and then… Suzie was overcome with the heat of her body and had to turn away for a minute, but as soon as she turned back again her desire was back, stronger than ever. Yes, slide her hand inside those cute little jeans, slowly curl her hand around… around… that…
'Hello Mrs. Wong, do, do you mind if I sit with you for a few minutes,' he asked. If only he could talk with her, he'd feel so much better but he didn't dare, she'd probably flip her wig, or something. Anyway, at lease she was someone to talk to, someone to stay sane with.
'Well… um… yes, yes of course, please do sit down Mike.' It was really quite difficult for Suzie to concentrate with Mike standing so close to her, and she was really afraid that her perverted mind would start tormenting her again with desire. She was already aroused to a point of boiling by the boy, she really didn't know how long she was going to be able to control herself. He was quite a lot like his uncle, only more inviting to her, not quite so brutal looking. He'd be sensitive, she'd be able to control him. Oh… there again, her sordid thoughts were taking over, what was she going to do? Yes, of course, a walk, that was obviously the answer.
'Oh Mike, why don't we go for a walk… it's such a lovely evening.'
'Sure, oh sure, Mrs. Wong, what a great idea,' Mike smiled for the first time in several hours.
They walked in silence along the beach, silent although acutely aware of each other's presence. Suzie, usually so good at small talk found that her tongue was stuck in her mouth, she had a lump in the back of her throat and curious swirlings were beginning to be set in motion in her chest. Her heart was racing against her breasts, her firm, voluptuous breasts aching… ah… just aching to be caressed. She really did find Western men more appealing than orientals, she didn't know why but it was definitely so. This virile young boy beside her was certainly very appealing to her, very appealing. Oh God! Why did I drink so much, thought Suzie. She was having quite a lot of difficulty staying in focus and realized she was just a little bit wobbly on her feet.
'Mike, dear, why don't we rest here!' Suzie motioned to a spot on the beach that seemed particularly lit by
