Rudy and Stacey

An adult stories – Rudy and Stacey by Sunadmire,Sunadmire Rudy and Stacey

Can two broken hearts heal each other?

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Category: Romance.

TAGS: Cheating, Creampie, Cunnilingus, Fellatio, Marriage, Seduction, Student sex, True Love

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Background:

This story is plays off in South Africa before the introduction of cell phones in 1994. The academic year starts January/February and ends November/December.

Students interested in teaching positions at government schools are required to complete the ‘Higher Educational Diploma’ (HED), which is a post graduate diploma.

‘Onderstepoort’ is a veterinary institute of the University of Pretoria (Tuks), the only one of its kind in South Africa and the main research center for veterinarian sciences.

This is a stand-alone work with references to events in:

 Fertility Issues (Rudy’s love affair with Lisa)

 Deflowered and Betrayed (Stacey’s story) and

 Lisa’s 2nd Chance.

Spoiler alert: Any pre-knowledge required from these works is included in the text.

All characters in sexual situations, real or implied, are 18 or above.

The events and characters in this work are entirely fictitious and chosen purely to fit into the story’s plot.

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Local words

Maties: University of Stellenbosch

Matric: The final school year, equivalent to Grade twelve, or Senior year of Secondary school. Most scholars turn eighteen during their matric year.

Tuks: University of Pretoria

Acknowledgements:

I am much indebted to kenjisato for the thorough editing of the text (multiple times) and making this story much more readable and enjoyable than I could master on my own. I take responsibility for any error that remains.

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February – University of Pretoria

Dr. Steyn clapped his hands to get the choir’s attention; it was already ten minutes past the scheduled end time of the practice session. “Okay everybody, listen up. We’re all a bit rusty, and I know this is our first practice of the new year, so I’ll keep it short. Can I ask you to prepare both pieces that we did tonight for our next practice.”

“Maestro, Maestro, can I say something?” It was Helen, the accompanist, who wanted a word. She had raven-black hair, cut in a bob.

Dr. Steyn looked at her. “Please, go ahead.”

Helen walked to the front of the choir and took her stance next to Dr. Steyn, her lime green tank top offering glimpses of her athletic waist. She cleared her throat. “I’ve looked at the planning our Maestro gave us, and the road ahead will be tough. For those interested in a relaxed social, I’ve booked a table at ‘Uncle Larry’s Lounge’, all are welcome… It is going Dutch, though, everyone pays their own way.” She saw the frown on a few of the new members’ faces and continued. “If you take a left at the gate, it is about two blocks away on the right.”

Rudy was one of the first to pitch at Uncle Larry’s, and waited for a familiar choir face before going in. Helen was short on his heels and towed him inside to the reserved table. Rudy took a seat at the end of the table and Helen slipped in next to him.

Helen was doing her M.Mus, and was, like Rudy, older than the rest of the choir. She opted to sit next to Rudy, hoping to have a more mature chat than what could be expected from a raw first-year student (University freshman).

More choir members arrived, and the lounge’s staff added another table next to Rudy to extend the table. Orders were taken, and soon all had a filled glass of refreshment.

Helen stood up, and looked around to see if all had a glass in front of them. “Hey guys and girls, let’s drink to a wonderful year, where we’ll make good music and even better friends.” She raised her glass of wine. “So, cheers.”

While standing, she started to tap someone’s glass in front of her. After that, a glass from her right clinked while she tried to get seated again.

Once seated, another glass from across the table clinked against Helen’s glass. Out of nowhere, a mug filled with beer clunked against Rudy’s glass of red wine.

Rudy got up and knocked a teaspoon against his glass to get everybody’s attention. He waited for all to quiet down. “You’re all doing it wrong. If you drink on a toast, you need to look the other person in the eyes when you clink your glasses, like this…” He sat down, looked at Helen and held his glass in her direction. He waited until she looked him in the eyes, before he moved his glass to clink hers.

Clinks started to pierce through the murmur which followed and most people seemed to look into the other person’s eyes. “Why would you do that?” It was one of the altos who had to raise her voice over the murmur to be heard.

Rudy chuckled and spoke up for everybody to hear. “If you don’t, you’ll have seven years of bad sex.”

A flurry of clinks erupted accompanied by a cacophony of ‘Cheers’. Some added ‘To great sex’.

“Do you know why it is bad for sex?” It was the alto’s tenor friend asking the question. All went quiet while everybody looked at Rudy.

Rudy stood up again, and spoke up so all could hear him. “The origin of the tradition isn’t very clear and probably originated in the Middle Ages, or shortly thereafter. From the time a king or a knight may want to poison someone else. To prevent this, the parties who clinked their glasses, or mugs, or whatever they used at the time, had to look each other in the eye with the glasses toughing each other in their peripheral vision. It was seen as a bad omen if you look at the glasses, as they hit each other, as it was thought that you wanted to transfer poisoned wine into the other glass. The idea of being poisoned when someone doesn’t look you in the eye when you clinked glasses evolved into having bad sex over time.”

Another round of clinking followed while Rudy sat down. Helen held her glass in his direction. “So, you hoped for good sex when you clinked my glass while looking in my eyes?”

Rudy blushed. “I wasn’t trying to imply anything when I did it. I thought that you would be ideal for the demonstration. Firstly, because you are older and more mature, and secondly, I noticed that you…”

Helen put her finger on Rudy’s lip. “You’ll understand that I don’t want word to come out. And to achieve that, I have a mutually beneficial proposal for you.”

Rudy raised his eyebrows questioningly. “Mutually beneficial? That sounds interesting?”

Helen took a deep breath. “I’m seeing a dark, stormy sea in your eyes when I look at you. I’ve seen it before, mostly in the eyes of men who are deeply in love, but whose love is far away. The feeling of love stirs the storm in your eyes. But the uncertainty of the situation casts a dark shadow over the storm.”

Rudy nodded his head. “You’re a fine observer, what do you have in mind?”

Helen bit her lip before she spoke up. “I want you to fake romantic interest in me.” She held her glass in Rudy’s direction and looked towards him.

Rudy picked up his glass, and looked Helen in the eyes when they clinked.

Helen smiled and lowered her head on Rudy’s shoulder. Then she started to whisper softly in his ear. “Can you see how Rupert, that long bass with red hair, is staring in our direction? He wants to get me into bed. I had to watch my every step last year while on tour, to avoid him.”

Rudy chuckled. “And you trust me?”

Helen sighed. “We’ve already established that you’re deeply in love, and that she isn’t around. I noticed it in your eyes the moment you reported for your choir audition. Nah, I’m safe.”

Rudy pulled Helen’s head over and kissed her hair, playing the role she suggested.

After a few minutes, Helen lifted her head to whisper again into Rudy’s ear. “See that short, brunette, first-year soprano and her blonde friend?” she continued, after a soft confirming noise from Rudy. “They’ve been watching you, all evening, and giggled a lot. I think they want your attention.”

Rudy filled his empty glass and topped up Helen’s glass. Looking into each other’s eyes, they clinked again, and Helen lowered her head back onto Rudy’s shoulder. She smiled when she noticed the disgusted smirk on the two sopranos’ faces who got up, settled their bill and left, with Rupert leaving in their wake.

The lounge personnel started to clean the table, as most choir members had already left. Rudy and Helen got up, and Rudy settled both their bills.

He walked Helen to her car, who turned to him and gave him a huge, intimate hug. “If we want this to work, we’ll have to fake it properly.” She took Rudy’s head in her hands and leaned in for a long and deep, tongue-wrestling kiss, to make Rudy understand what she meant. “I’ll keep the girls off your back, and you’ll rescue me if I’m stuck with attentive guys. Deal?” She held her hand to shake on it.

Rudy, surprised at his stiffening penis, and took her hand. “Deal.”

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March – Stellenbosch

Rudy was nervous as he entered the hall where the graduates gathered to get organized. He was to receive his honors degree and flew in from Johannesburg earlier. He had to rush to be in time for the ceremony, and secretly hoped to see Lisa, who would receive her bachelor’s degree at the same graduation ceremony.

He wondered if he was doing the right thing. He was in love with Lisa, but regarded it selfish to expect of her to put her life on hold, while he committed himself to his post-graduate studies. He was determined not to show any affection towards Lisa.

Lisa, too, was nervous; not knowing what to expect. When their paths separated four months ago, she was ready to commit to Rudy, but he had explained that he wasn’t able to commit to her. He still had three or four years of study planned at the University of Pretoria, almost 1,500 kilometers (1,000 mi) away. He considered it unfair to expect Lisa to pause her life, while she could, or rather, should go on with her life.

Rudy was relieved when he saw Lisa’s waving hand and aimed in her direction. He was relieved as it seemed as if she was waiting for him.

Lisa thought that she might as well have hugged a boxing bag when Rudy wrapped his arms around her when he got to her. There was no kiss pecked onto her lips, no wandering hand around her waist, or secretly sliding onto her bum which she had hoped for. Even her effort to deliberately press her breasts against his chest yielded no reaction.

Rudy had to resist the urge to give Lisa an intimate kiss, to let his hands roam onto her firm buttocks. Lisa’s pert breasts pressing against his chest, made it even more difficult for him. His mind was in turmoil for the past few days, but he decided that he had to be firm. He couldn’t allow any signal that he had feelings for Lisa to slip through his guard. It would be unfair to give her hope, at least for now. He deliberately avoided the word ‘love’ in his thoughts as it would only make matters worse. He was the first to speak. “You look great, how is life treating you?”

Lisa’s face turned dark. “I missed you, our regular chats in the lab.” Then her eyes brightened up and she looked into Rudy’s eyes, hoping her next words would bring him fond memories. “But especially our shared trips over breaks.”

If she hoped to see affection from Rudy’s side, she had tried the wrong approach. He tried to keep an emotional distance, knowing that his studies needed to take priority above his personal life. “And your plans for next year?”

Lisa saw the opportunity to throw out another piece of bait. “Pietersburg Gymnasium has a vacancy for a Biology teacher and seems interested in recruiting me. They invited me for an interview, I’m booked on a flight to Johannesburg after the ceremony.” Lisa took a calculated risk in booking the flight when she learned that Rudy would be flying from Johannesburg to attend the ceremony, and fly back after the ceremony. She hoped to end up on the same flight, and that they would be lucky enough to end up on adjacent seats.

Rudy avoided the bait and steered the conversation in another direction. “Your sister is probably very excited about the prospect. When I dropped you off last November, William told me they’re thinking of expanding the family. You’d make a great aunt!”

Lisa smiled. “Yes, Trudy told me that she already stopped her birth control medication at the beginning of the year and may have started trying by now. They offered me a room in their house until I found my feet, so I’ll have time to play with my little niece… or nephew.”

Rudy’s eyes showed some life. He knew where William and Trudy lived, he can always go back for Lisa when the time is right. “Seems like a win-win situation, you get free lodging, and your sister a free babysitter.” After a bit of silence, he continued. “What are your plans to get to the airport?

Lisa looked at Rudy when she answered. “I’ll order a taxi to get to the airport.”

Rudy took a deep breath. He knew he shouldn’t, but his desire to be longer in Lisa’s presence overwhelmed his better judgement. “I’m also flying back tonight, I’m on the 17:50 South African Airways flight. I can take you to the airport, unless you have an earlier flight.”

Lisa eagerly accepted his offer. “That’s kind of you, I’m on the same flight.”

Rudy immediately regretted his offer. Although he wanted to spend as much time as possible with Lisa, he was unsure if he could maintain his ‘loveless’ act.

The organizers called the graduates’ attention so they could get seated as the ceremony was about to start.

Rudy, trying to keep his distance, got a last word in. “I want to chat to a few friends and get a photograph taken. Let’s meet up here at four, it would leave enough time to collect your stuff and drive to the airport.”

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Rudy woke up startled in his seat as the aircraft’s wheels touched down on the runway. Lisa’s head, which was nuzzled in his neck moments before jerked as she too woke from her sleep. Rudy looked at Lisa. “Sorry for being such bad company, I just couldn’t stay awake. I had a rough week and just needed some rest.”

Lisa was disappointed, she had such high hopes, after being seated next to Rudy, on discussing their friendship, hoping for signs that there was more between them. But she too had a busy week and appreciated the peaceful sleep when the discussion didn’t happen. “To be honest, I also needed a good rest.” She watched as passengers started to prepare to disembark.

The aircraft came to a halt and soon passengers started to disembark. Rudy waited patiently as they were, due to their ‘economy tickets’ seated near the end of the aircraft. Lisa, on the other hand, reached for her handbag and retrieved her lipstick to touch her lips up.

Rudy took his handful of items from the back pocket in the seat in front of him when the passengers close to them started to move. He accompanied Lisa to the carousel where she’d collect the baggage she had to check in. Rudy saw the time as they approached an airport information board. He pointed towards the clock and addressed Lisa. “What’s your plans from here? It’s already dark outside.”

Lisa’s heart raced. “I made a booking at a guest house in Hatfield, and planned to get a taxi to get me there.” These were indeed her plans, especially if Rudy wasn’t on the same flight. She secretly held her thumbs…

“I can take you, I have a place in Hatfield, so taking you to the guest house wouldn’t be out of the way.” He looked at Lisa who was looking intently at the carousel which started to move.

After a lone suitcase and a baby stroller did their round without being claimed, Lisa looked at Rudy. “That will be kind of you.” After a dramatic pause she continued. “The guest house said that they can receive guests 24/7, so I can check in any time of the night. There is a bell at reception to call the person on duty. Why not have something to eat somewhere and catch up on our lives. I’m still a bit empty after the bite they offered during the flight.” She hoped that Rudy would ‘bite’ on the idea. She would do anything to extend their time together.

The suitcase and stroller were claimed when it reappeared where after the carousel was stopped. Rudy thought a bit, he too was still hungry after the complementary light snack provided during the flight. He also wanted to extend the time with Lisa. “It’s a noble thought, I can also do with something more substantial.”

The carousel started to move again and Lisa’s attention was drawn to the stream of luggage that came through the rubber curtain. She rushed towards the carousel when she spotted her bag and retrieved it, looking at the name tag to make sure it was hers.

It was Rudy who started talking as they strolled towards the parking area where Rudy’s car was parked. “I can offer you my bed if you’re interested. It’ll need a change of sheets though.” He saw Lisa’s eyes brighten up and immediately knew it was a mistake. He had to protect himself in the situation. “I’ll sleep on the sleeper couch in the study.” He couldn’t miss the disappointment on Lisa’s face and took her hand. “I would have loved to share another night with you. Fuck, no! I would have loved to share a lifetime with you. But I would be selfish to keep you for myself while I cannot give myself to you, or anyone else. Not now.” He was glad that he could suppress his thoughts without voicing anything.

Lisa contemplated to rather stay in the Guest House. It would be easier, than to know that Rudy was sleeping a door away from her, yet not being there for her.

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Johannesburg/Pretoria

Rudy was in a deep sleep. Lisa and he socialized in the steak house and were the last to leave shortly after midnight. It was part of Rudy’s defense strategy, he couldn’t get intimate with Lisa if they were among people, or stupidly tired. They relocated their socialization to his kitchen where they chatted around the breakfast nook and coffee until it was almost two.

Lisa had a restless sleep, she told Rudy that he needn’t change the sheets, it would be only a few hours. Rudy’s scent was on his pillow, permeated through the entire bed, causing her to think back on the wonderful sex they had during the overnight stay of their home trips over breaks. She forced her mind to think about her upcoming interview, in the hope to escape into peaceful sleep.

Rudy woke from contact on his shoulder. It was Lisa. Opening up his duvet and sliding onto the double sleeper couch next to him. “I couldn’t sleep, I need you… no strings attached.” She slipped her hand down his tummy, satisfied to feel his erection growing in her hand. She purred as Rudy’s lips latched onto her nipple.

Rudy cursed himself for allowing Lisa back into his life at this stage of his studies. Yet, he was glad to have her with him, where he knew she belonged. Lisa purred softly when he rolled onto her and his mushroom crown slid into her wet folds.

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Late September – Secunda:

Choir members sat in groups of four to six at the tables in the dining room of the Secunda Secondary School’s hostel. Helen was thankful that Rudy agreed to do the performance. He barely managed to keep to his choir commitments during the year, as the extent of his studies inflated. He already withdrew from minor performances and gave notice that he wouldn’t sing the following year. Maestro Steyn, nonetheless, tried to convince him to stay on.

The arrangement between Rudy and Helen worked well, in faking an intimate relationship. She’d complete her studies and relocate to Welkom where she was offered a lucrative teaching position at a private school.

Dr. Steyn picked up a glass and a teaspoon, to tap the glass and waited for the murmur to quiet down. “When you’re done eating, leave your dishes and stuff on the table. The kitchen personnel will clean up. Next, get your luggage at the bus, it is already offloaded. He returned the glass and teaspoon to the table and picked up two papers which he lifted. “Here are the room allocations for tonight. I’ll pin it up on the notice board over there.” He pointed towards the notice board at the back of the dining room. “The men sleep in the Eastern section.” He held his left hand out to indicate where their rooms would be. He lifted his right hand. “And the ladies sleep in the Western section, along with all the couples who asked for a double room.” He walked over to the notice board to pin the papers up, then turned around. “Report at the bus at quarter-past-six, we leave at half-past for our performance. Don’t be late.”

Helen leaned over and whispered into Rudy’s ear, “Your name isn’t on the list, but don’t worry.” Helen was one of the longest-standing student members of the choir, and was involved in the choir management. They tried to include Rudy in the management team, mostly due to his seniority, but he declined because the scale of his studies had escalated. Rudy’s name was not on the list when the room allocation was done because Rudy initially told the Maestro that he couldn’t make it. Helen only managed to talk him into the trip the day before their departure.

“Is Rudy’s name on the list?” It was Rupert, recalling that Rudy only joined the tour group the day before, who faked concern for Rudy’s sleeping arrangements. He had his sights on Helen, hoping to chat her up, and walk her to her allocated bedroom while Rudy wasn’t playing the role of her personal bodyguard. He foolishly believed that he still had a chance, and tonight would be his last opportunity…

Helen stood up to answer him. “No, but I’ve made suitable arrangements.” She was normally tasked to sort out the logistics around accommodation and confirmed with the management group that she’d sort Rudy’s logistics out, when she informed them that he would join the trip. The first choir members got up and walked over to the notice board before leaving to pick up their luggage.

Rudy got curious. “So where will I sleep?”

Helen grinned. “I’ll tell you when we’re done.”

Rudy got impatient as the time ticked by, but Helen took her time to finish her meal. They were the last to leave the dining room. Rudy got up to collect his luggage when she finally wiped her mouth and got up.

Their luggage was the last to be claimed and each took their garment bag with their choir uniforms and their overnight suitcases, and headed towards the hostel’s sleeping area.

“So, where will I sleep?” Rudy was worried because Helen ventured towards the Western wing, and she hadn’t given him alternative instructions – and seemed reluctant to do so.

Helen took a deep breath, while gathering the courage to answer.

“The couples who share accommodation are allocated to larger rooms with double beds and an ensuite bathroom. I arranged such a room for myself, but one with two single beds. Besides, you know I’m lesbian, I wouldn’t try anything.”

Rudy noticed signs of Helen’s proclaimed sexual orientation before, but he never saw her with her partner. He decided to fish for more information. “Why haven’t I seen you with any girl?”

Helen stopped in front of her allocated bedroom. “She lives in Welkom, her dad is the principal of the school where I’ve got my appointment.” She turned the door handle and stepped inside.

“This isn’t right!” Helen gasped surprised, as she opened the room’s door.

Rudy followed her in and immediately spotted the reason for Helen’s surprised reaction. There weren’t two single beds, only a lone king-size bed. Rudy looked around for a couch where he could sleep, but there wasn’t any. “I’ll have to find someplace else to sleep.”

“Well, good luck with that – I used up all the rooms allocated to the choir, so, you’ll have to swap out with someone. I cannot swap you with one of the female members, and I can likewise not swap you with one of the male members, even if I can think of a few that may want to volunteer.”

Rudy smiled. “I guess Rupert would be one of them.” He got a glare from Helen, which could give anyone arc-eyes.

“And…” Helen pointed towards the clock in the room. “We better get into our choir uniforms if we want to be on time for the bus.” She started to unbutton her blouse.

Rudy noticed Helen’s bra, as her blouse started to gape open. Helen pulled her blouse off, leaving her torso only covered in her thin lacy bra. Her pert, B-cup breasts filled the bra nicely, and the dark patches of her areolae reminded him of Lisa’s breasts, which would be about the same size. An erection was building in his underpants. He realized that he had to act fast; grabbed his garment bag and fled into the bathroom. He composed himself and got dressed.

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Three hours later:

“So, it’s settled, you sleep on the left and I on the right, and we avoid the middle.” Helen looked at Rudy to see if he agreed.

Rudy nodded his understanding, but had something else to arrange. “I don’t know about you, but I’m tired and can do with a good night’s sleep.” When Helen nodded her head, he continued. “I want to sleep right away, so I suggest I go and change into my sleepwear in the bathroom, while you change in the bedroom. You get yourself ready for bed and switch off the lights when you’ve tucked yourself in. You can call me when you are done. I’ll switch off the bathroom light and get in the bed as well.”

Helen giggled. “Can I just do my rounds in the bathroom before you go to change into your PJs.”

Rudy smiled and nodded. He dug into his overnight bag, glad that he packed a pair of boxers and a light gown. He was caught off-guard at earlier performances, where there was mixed accommodation and he had to sleep in his underwear, and do his ablutions in his normal clothes. Helen was done, and he went into the bathroom to prepare for the night. He had to wait a while before Helen notified him that he could slip into the bed.

Rudy dropped his gown next to the bed and carefully slid in under the duvet.

It was quiet for a while, except for the engine roar of heavy vehicles passing on the main road in the distance, every few minutes. Rudy couldn’t sleep and sensed that Helen couldn’t either. “What’s her name?”

“Amber, it was the colour of her hair when she was young. Her real name is Zelda. You can say the ‘A’ to ‘Z’ in my life.” Helen took a deep breath before she continued. “Her parents weren’t impressed when they found out that we were an item. She’s their only child and they wanted a grandchild to spoil – and it wouldn’t happen if I’m the love of her life. But they eventually accepted her choice. We’re doing a private pledging ceremony in December.”

“How did you meet?”

Helen rolled over to face Rudy, even if she wasn’t able to see his face. “We both sang in the Free State Youth choir. In our matric year, the choir toured Europe. The two of us were roommates and started to explore each other.”

After an extended silence, Rudy spoke again. “But you’re from Bloemfontein. How did you see each other after the tour?”

Helen smiled. “Amber was interested in astronomy and wanted to study at Kovsies (University of the Free State). While she studied, she’d delay her trips home so we could see each other, even took me along to Welkom a few times. She would find some excuse to go to Bloemfontein in order to see me whenever I’m going home.” Helen chuckled. “Her parents only guessed that the two of us were an item late in her first year at varsity. They worked it out because Amber brought only me to their house for visits, and that she never had, or mentioned, boyfriends. They tried to stop us seeing each other, but accepted the situation after she graduated with her B.Sc.”

After another round of silence, Helen chuckled again. “We had our hands full, to keep my elder brother’s hands off Amber, when she visited me. He thought her regular visits were because Amber had the hots for him. We had to tell him, eventually, what was going on. He told my parents, who were shocked, and threatened to ban Amber from our house. They gave in when I told them that I wouldn’t feel welcome if Amber wasn’t welcome. Anyway, my brother got a girl pregnant, whom he has now married. My parents are happy because they have a grandchild, with a second on its way.”

Rudy closed his eyes, hoping to escape the uneasy situation by falling asleep. He tried to breathe evenly.

Helen’s voice startled him, just as he was slumbering in. “And what is her name?”

Rudy wondered why they only started to reveal their life secrets to each other, after a year of intimate, albeit fake, interactions.

“Lisa.” He wanted to leave it there, but felt that Helen deserved more after revealing so much of her own situation. “We met each other in my honours year when doing work in the mouse lab back in Stellenbosh. Her parents lived in Hoedspruit, while my home is in Ellisras. We shared trips to and from Stellenbosch where I would pick her up or drop her off at her sister’s house in Pietersburg. On our first trip, we overnighted in Kimberley, but the guesthouse was fully booked.

“Luckily, a couple had made a duplicate booking and we could take over one of their bookings. We were forced to share a room, and bed. You can just think what happened in bed that night. Once the ice was broken, we continued to share rooms on subsequent trips. It never went further, but I fell for her. I believe that she, too, fell for me. But I knew my studies would require my full attention, and I couldn’t expect her to pause her life on my behalf. I’m waiting for her, and I know that she is waiting for me. She said so when we last saw each other in March, after our graduation ceremony.”

Helen felt for Rudy and slid her hand towards him and took his hand in hers. “You know Charl, the bass in the choir? He is from Hoedspruit. He may tell you how Lisa is doing.”

Rudy closed his eyes again in the hope to slumber in. As he started to relax, he felt movement in the bed and realized that Helen slid closer.

Helen reached for his cock and took hold of it. It was semi-erect, mostly due to the thoughts of the beautiful girl laying in her sleepwear in the same bed. “I always wanted to know how a real cock feels. Do you mind?” she asked, as she took hold of Rudy’s dick; she could feel how it twitched and hardened.

Rudy, who silently enjoyed the development, but also knew that he had to stop it, was still thinking what to do, when Helen slipped her camisole’s shoulder strap off her shoulder, and leaned over. “And how it feels if a man’s day-old beard tickles my nipples. She planted her breast on Rudy’s face and started rubbing her breast over his beard.

Rudy wanted to object, but her nipple slipped into his mouth as soon as his lips parted. His hormones won the battle against his senses, and he sucked her nipple deeper into his mouth, while a soft growl rumbled in his throat.

Helen purred in response, and was surprised that Rudy’s dick could grow even larger and harder. She rolled onto her back and was happy when Rudy rolled over to keep her nipple in his mouth. Her breathing was short and shallow, as an orgasm was building in her. She had to force herself to take a deep breath in order to speak. “Please show me what happened in Kimberley.” She purred again, as she exhaled the excess air.

Rudy’s hand slid over the satin camisole, down in the direction of Helen’s pussy. His hand slipped into Helen’s soft satin shorts and he probed inside for her panty. He found her puffy netherlips, instead. Helen helped his hand to explore her wet, velvety folds and guided a finger onto her clitoris.

When Rudy’s finger circled over her clit, she couldn’t delay her orgasm any longer. Her legs clamped Rudy’s hand, and she pulled his mouth harder onto her breast.

When she started to relax, she pulled onto Rudy, hinting that he should mount her for missionary sex. Her hand guided his penis into her vagina, while her open mouth and wagging tongue, invited Rudy to plug her mouth with his own, and started a tongue-wrestling match.

Rudy realized that he should take it slow, and waited a while between every short push. He could hear Helen’s moans every time his cock stretched her vagina. When he was finally fully immersed inside her, he lifted his head to give a deep, contented sigh. His cock twitched inside Helen.

Helen smiled. “Yours is the first in my pussy, I always wondered how the twitch of a dick would feel.” She, too, gave a sigh. “I can understand why girls get addicted to it. It is so much warmer and alive than a vibrator or dildo.”

In Rudy’s mind, Helen just told him that she was a virgin. An old dream, from a time before Lisa, to have sex with a virgin, revived in his mind – he had never had sex with a virgin before. His dick WAS the first one in this pussy, he was fucking a virgin – his cock jerked in reaction to the realization.

Helen lifted her head, inviting Rudy’s lips to lock back onto hers again.

Rudy started to pull out slowly, which made Helen purr again. It spurred Rudy on, to push is cock back again. Nature, and Rudy living his dream to fuck a virgin, took over and soon Rudy was ramming into Helen with the vigor of a man who was possessed, a man who had been celibate for too long.

Helen could sense his imminent orgasm and rotated her hips into Rudy’s thrusts. It was too much for Rudy, he erupted his first load of virile seed into Helen’s fertile pussy. Her vagina overflowed on his second blast, while semen seeped through her open cervix and into her uterus.

Helen lifted her legs and locked her feet behind Rudy’s back, allowing more semen to pass through her cervix.

Rudy blasted a few more shots into Helen’s vagina, before he finally relaxed. He stiffened, as the thought crossed his mind. “Are you on birth control?” He tried to pull his softening penis out, but Helen’s leg-lock prevented him.

Helen smiled content and avoided the question. “I always wondered how it would feel when a man’s sex juices flow out of my pussy.”

Rudy tried again and his limp penis slipped out of Helen’s vagina. He sounded agitated when he spoke again. “That was not my question. Are you on birth control? Is… is it safe?”

Helen smiled. “Yeah, it’s safe. I had my period recently. Do you think I would be so relaxed, if it wasn’t safe?”

With his hormones satisfied, and his head cleared, Rudy suddenly realized that Helen wanted to tick a few things off her own bucket list. “You planned this, you tricked me.” Rudy’s voice had an accusative tone.

Helen’s legs still trapped him. “This was my last and only chance to satisfy my curiosity, and to fulfill a few fantasies before I commit to Amber. Examinations will start soon, and then I’ll get married.” Helen lifted her head for a quick kiss.

Rudy turned his head away, he felt used and wanted to get off Helen. “Let me go, I need to clean up.”

Helen unlocked her legs and Rudy rolled off her; a sperm cell fertilized an egg inside Helen.

Rudy pushed more baby batter out of his dick, disappointed for allowing this to happen. Although there was nothing between himself and Lisa, he still felt that he had cheated on her. She was waiting for him as well, after all. Lisa didn’t deserve this.

Helen smiled – mission accomplished.

****

March: University of Pretoria

A six-month pregnant Helen sat on a bench with Amber next to her. Helen scanned the lawn to see if she could spot Rudy. She wanted to show Amber who the father of the child was.

Amber wasn’t upset with Helen’s pregnancy. It was her idea, after all.

Amber had been in a serious car crash, after secretly visiting Helen, on her way back to Welkom. She was tired and had fallen asleep while driving. The car veered off the road and rolled. Although her body escaped serious injury, part of her reproductive system was severely damaged. Although the doctors were confident that she’d have a full recovery, an infection developed and eventually forced them to do a hysterectomy.

It was this incident which was the turning point in Amber’s parents’ acceptance of Helen. All hope of a grandchild was gone, and they wanted to prevent a similar situation for Amber to return late at night.

The timing of Helen’s pregnancy was also fortunate. Although her tummy already firmed up and her breasts increased to a C-cup, she could still fit, but barely, into the wedding dress that had been made months before, and none of the ‘bridal’ parents suspected Helen’s secret condition.

Both sets of grandparents-to-be were, of course, elated when the ‘newlywed’ couple announced the pregnancy, even though they were curious of who the father was. Helen put them at ease, ensuring them that he was a carefully selected person, and not just any random guy.

Helen was nervous, unsure of how she wanted her visit to the varsity for her graduation ceremony to play out. She was nervous about Rudy’s reaction, when he noticed that she was pregnant. It would be easy for him to work out that he was the father. Would he insist on an abortion?

How should she respond if he wanted visiting rights? He could easily claim that he was the father, after all. And what about maintenance? She already resolved she wouldn’t accept any form of support. She and Amber both had good-paying jobs, and their well-off parents would spoil the little boy rotten.

She decided that Rudy should remain clueless of his pending fatherhood, but she would love Amber to see him. She’d even send Amber over to ask him a silly question, like ‘where the cafeteria is’, only for her to hear his soft, soothing voice, and to set her own mind at ease.

But Helen’s luck was out. Rudy was busy at Onderstepoort with experiments and observations. Amber would have to settle for only seeing Rudy in Helen’s choir photos.

****

March (a year later) – University of Pretoria

Rudy’s mind was in turmoil, as he walked towards the men’s ablutions. He had completed his master’s degree and was busy with his Ph.D, hoping to finish it off by the end of the year. A lot of the work and research done for his master’s would be useful for his thesis. Things were falling in place for him, and he felt ready to commit to Lisa in the near future.

But his distraction wasn’t his long-awaited graduation ceremony, it was Lisa. He hasn’t seen, nor heard anything from her since he dropped her off at the bus stop in Pretoria almost two years ago, and desperately wanted to hear any news about her. He already decided to look her up as soon as possible. He was ready to commit and could just hope that he hasn’t lost her due to his foolishness in letting her go.

Charl had just exit the ablutions when Rudy approached the entrance. Their eyes met, with Rudy the first to respond. “Hallo, Charl.” His heart raced, maybe Charl has some news about Lisa.

“Hi.” Charl wasn’t in the mood of talking to a cheater, especially after telling Lisa about Rudy’s relationship with Helen. He felt like a traitor, even though he believed he did the right thing.

Rudy turned around to follow Charl. “Charl! Wait.”

Charl wanted to ignore Rudy’s call, but the urgency in Rudy’s voice was difficult to ignore. He stopped and faced Rudy. “Yes?”

Rudy seemed surprised. “What are you doing here, You finished your B.Mus two years ago?”

Charl chuckled. “I’m only a spectator today. My sister, Monica, is graduating, getting an LLB bestowed on her.”

Rudy’s eyes were nervously scanning Charl’s face. “I believe you’re from Hoedspruit?”

Charl’s hand started to shake nervously. “Yes, I grew up there, why?” He feared that Rudy’s interest in him had something to do with Lisa.

“Then you should know Lisa. Lisa Bruwer! She’s also from Hoedspruit, should have been in matric in the same year as you!”

Charl’s throat went dry and he coughed nervously. His eyes scanned the area for inspiration while his brain was desperately trying to formulate a response. Finally, he took a deep breath. “Oh yeah, Lisa Bruwer. She’s doing great, she got married to a local farmer this past December.”

Rudy was shocked at the revelation, he was sure that Lisa would wait for him. His brain worked overtime to formulate an appropriate response. “Err… Well… send her my regards when you see her again.”

“I will.” Charl sensed Rudy’s disappointment and tried to justify the news he broke to Lisa. “And how is Helen doing?”

Rudy immediately realized whom Charl was referring to. He chuckled before answering. “I think she and her wife are very happy.” He saw the confusion on Charl’s face. “Helen and I only pretended to have something going. She wanted to avoid the advances from other men, and I wanted to keep the women off my back, so I could focus on my studies, because there was someone else I loved.”

Charl’s eyes widened, realizing that ‘someone else’ was Lisa. “But you… your relationship with Helen seemed so real!”

Rudy bit his lip before he explained. “We needed to make it convincing, otherwise it wouldn’t work.” He looked at his watch. “I need to get going, the ceremony is about to start.

An emptiness overwhelmed Rudy, regretting that he believed the age-old wisdom. The wisdom which made him lose Lisa.

‘If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it is yours. If it doesn’t, then it was never yours.’

Rudy noticed a couple hugging each other before breaking up with a short, but loving kiss. The woman, in her toga and graduation cap, stepped into the graduate’s area, while the man turned around to go to the spectator’s entrance. He stopped and turn around, putting his fingers onto his lips and blew a kiss. Rudy looked at the woman, she too blew a kiss. An engagement ring glinted in the light when she waved him off.

Rudy picked up his head, took a deep breath, and walked confidently into the graduates’ waiting hall. Lisa wasn’t his, but he was sure that, somewhere, there would be someone who was his. And when they meet, he’ll see to it that he doesn’t lose her as well. He’ll make sure that she would be his.

****

April – University of Pretoria

Rudy desperately wanted to sing in the choir the previous year, but the effort he had put into his studies was worth it. He re-joined the choir for his final year at university, because it was unlikely that he’d sing in another formal choir. His best prospects in Ellisras would be an impromptu church choir which was working on an Easter program or a Christmas program.

His mind was in turmoil during the Easter break. He had already resolved to pick up his head and forget about Lisa, it would be his only option if he wanted to move on. If he wanted to give another woman a fair chance with him. But it was difficult to forget Lisa, and he frequently lapsed in depression.

It was Rebecca, his sister-in-law, who straightened out his thoughts. She encouraged him to relax and not to be constantly on the lookout for a soulmate. To go to places where he’d meet lots of people. Not bars and nightclubs where the character of most people were questionable.

She encouraged him to go to one or more of the churches on campus; there, he’d meet suitable-wife material. And not to force anything, but to just let it happen. He still wasn’t convinced, but decided to try it out in any case.

He deliberately returned in time to attend a church service at a congregation near campus, but was disappointed. Very few students had returned, and it was mostly the established elderly members of the congregation who were there. He was immediately spotted, and an elderly couple came over for a quick chat.

There were a handful of younger congregants, which gave him the opportunity to socialize with women in his target age. Although he didn’t spot ‘wife material’, it nonetheless settled his nerves.

When choir practice approached, he realized that choir practice could serve a secondary purpose. There, too, he could be on the lookout for suitable ‘candidates’. He knew that the typical choir member would have high moral standards due to their love of culture, exactly the type of soulmate he would be interested in. His mind first worked through the sopranos, and then through the altos. When done, he thought he had suitable options, but had to scratch a number of them off his list, who were in serious relationships. It left only a few, but he decided to be open-minded during the next practice, as he may have overlooked a few possibilities.

Rudy arrived early and watched as more members arrived. He scanned the room for potential candidates. A giggling circle of first-year sopranos drew his gaze in their direction. There was a mixture of sexy, slim eighteen-year-olds, a fair number of overweight ones, and even one who was seriously underweight.

He felt a light tuck in his groin when the thought crossed his mind, that some of them may still be virgins. Another burst of childish giggles convinced him to scan further.

A group of second-years, consisting of both sopranos and altos, caught his eyes next; he earlier considered one of them a suitable option.

They seemed to be more relaxed and serious. Light laughter could be heard from time to time. Most of them were slightly overweight, including the one he initially considered. He wondered where on his list of values, ‘obesity’ would be. He decided that, although it may influence him, the woman’s personality and character would totally overrule her figure.

With this in mind, he watched the group for a while. Then he realized that if one of them turned out to be his soulmate, then she’d either have to leave varsity prematurely, or he’d be forced to put his life on hold for a year. And he had had firsthand experience of how that could turn out. Since none of them stood out as a hot candidate, he decided to move on.

His gaze scanned past a few couples chatting. A soprano, who had put on some weight since Rudy last saw her, chatting with a hulky bass drew his attention. She must be in her third year, or even been a postgraduate, since he remembered her from two years ago. He remembered her sparkling personality, and that he was drawn to her, himself. If he hadn’t been foolishly clinging onto his love for Lisa, he might have been the lucky guy chatting with her. Thinking back, he realized that she was slightly obese at the time, and her full figure didn’t bother him then.

He decided to be more open-minded in his search, as he focused on the few third-year students. Their body shapes had the same mix as the second-years. Their conversation seemed to be even more mature. He knew most of them from his earlier stint in the choir. None of them drew his attention then, and none of them did now.

An unfamiliar woman joined the group. She emerged from the nearby restrooms and stood with her back towards Rudy. She introduced herself to the group and with the formalities done, the spontaneity in the group immediately escalated. Her 35-26-32 figure drew his attention, which elevated the unknown newcomer to the top of Rudy’s list.

He was still pondering how he would approach her, when Dr Steyn tapped his conductor baton on his music stand, to get everybody’s attention. The mystery member turned around and stood unsure, a few steps behind the Maestro. Her pert, C-sized breasts, conservatively hidden under a collared blouse, increased Rudy’s fascination with her.

Dr. Steyn spoke up. “Welcome back, everybody. I hope you all learned your notes and kept your voices in practice.” He looked into a sea of guilty faces. Next, he called the senior female student to stand closer. “Please welcome, Stacey Myburgh, a new soprano. She just completed her B.Com and is now doing her HED.”

Her background sealed the deal for Rudy. He must surely have a chat with her. He could just hope that she doesn’t have a boyfriend – and he didn’t see a ring!

****

Two hours later – Uncle Larry’s lounge:

Stacy was overwhelmed with at least five ‘admirers’ who battled for her attention on her arrival. Two slipped in on the chairs next to her and the other three claimed the seats across the table.

Stacey wasn’t impressed, they were all second-year students who got their courage from being in the group. She was hoping to get more mature attention, but most of the more senior members seemed to be already attached, sitting next to each other, almost at the other end of the table. A waiter arrived and she ordered a glass of red wine.

Rudy caught her eyes when he arrived, and arranged a seat between two unattached third-year altos. They seemed nervous in his presence, and she wondered why. More drink orders were taken and delivered.

Then she looked guiltily down, as Rudy looked in her direction. Her heart rate increased, as she liked the idea that he looked at her. One of the second-years across the table from her, saw an opportunity to chat with a sexy first-year, who had just arrived, and rushed to claim the empty seat next to her. A third-year tenor asked one of the remaining guys to move to the empty chair, so he and his girlfriend could sit next to each other.

Samantha, the new accompanist, tapped her wine glass with a teaspoon to get the group’s attention. She started her speech when the murmur quieted down. “Please accept my apologies for not arranging this event after the first practice.” A round of ‘boos’ ensued, mostly from the second-years. Sam wasn’t perturbed, and looked at Stacey. “It is super to welcome Stacey in our midst in this way.” The second-years around her responded with a cheer and clapped their hands in a welcoming gesture.

Sam continued, “Let us drink on making good music, and even better friends.” She raised her glass and clinked the glasses in her vicinity, looking everyone in the eyes, while doing so.

Rudy smiled – it seemed as if the tradition he started, had continued.

When Stacey clinked her glass with the second-year right across her, she looked at the couple next to him, trying to get a word in with them.

“No, no, no. That’s not the way to make a toast.” Stacey’s head swung towards the youngster who didn’t wait to explain in a boisterous voice for all to hear. “You need to look the other person straight in the eyes. when you clink your glasses. Otherwise, you’ll have bad sex for the rest of your life.” He held his glass in Stacey’s direction, waiting for her to look him into the eyes and tap his glass with hers. Then he got up and clinked everyone’s glass, making sure that they looked him into the eyes.

The senior bass wanted to say something, but his girlfriend pushed him back. The girlfriend used the opportunity to address Stacey. “Do you want to ask me something? It seemed like it, just when Sam wanted to make her speech. By the way, I’m Lucy, and this is Matt, my boyfriend.”

Stacey was thankful for the more mature conversation. She leaned over to shake the couple’s hands. Then she looked towards Rudy. “Who’s that older tenor at the other end of the table?”

Lucy and Matt answered in unison, “Rudy!”. Lucy gave Matt a side glance and continued. “He was a member two years ago, but he didn’t sing last year.”

The two second years next to Stacey must have realized the significance of Stacey’s question, and lost interest in her company. They scanned the area for alternative socialization, and left.

Stacey thought a bit at Lucy’s response. “That explains why he’s so familiar with those seniors. But why then, would they seem so… nervous?”

Matt barged in with an explanation. “Because he had a fling with Helen, the accompanist, probably banged her at every overnight stay, and they think his interest in them is to bang them as well, when we go on tour.”

Lucy jabbed her elbow into Matt’s rib cage. “Don’t talk nonsense.” Then in a softer, secretive whisper. “Helen was a lesbian, she used Rudy as protection. They never would have had sex. I think Rudy played along, because he had some disappointment and wanted to be left alone. So, their fake relationship worked for both of them. For the two girls next to Rudy, they’re lesbians. I guess they’re nervous because they think Rudy is trying to hit on one of them.”

A smile grew on Stacey’s face, who whispered to herself. ‘Challenge accepted.’ She realized that Rudy wanted to play it safe; he sounded like the reliable type of husband she hoped for, to get at choir, after Justin cheated on her. She carefully steered the conversation away from Rudy.

Another senior couple joined the conversation. It was the alto who introduced themselves. “Hi, I’m Maggy, and this is Graham. Would you mind if we join you?”

Stacey looked up and smiled. “Sure, you’re welcome.” She moved to the empty chair in front of Lucy, so Maggy and Graham could sit next to each other, next to her. She offered her hand to Graham. “I’m…”

Graham took her hand and silenced her. “We all know you’re Stacey.” Maggy leaned over to give Stacey a hug.

Some choir members, mostly students with imminent commitments, just popped in at this first social event of the year to show their interest. They had something light like tea, a milkshake or even just a glass of water. Soon, they started to leave and when a seat near Rudy opened up, Stacey excused herself to ‘powder her nose’, hoping the seat would still be available on her return.

Lucy leaned towards Maggy. “I think she’s interested in Rudy. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’d excuse herself on her return to chat with him.”

The last of the second-years, who was still hoping to hit on Stacey, got the message and joined another conversation elsewhere. Another couple soon filled their vacated seats. They introduced themselves as Edward and Tasha when Stacey returned.

Stacey was still making plans to excuse herself, when Rudy stood up and walked over to the group. She hadn’t noticed that the seat next to her was vacated. She blushed notably, when Rudy asked the group if he may join.

Graham took initiative to chat with Rudy about his studies. He, too, was interested in doing research at Onderstepoort after completion of his B.Sc in biology. Rudy and Stacey swapped places, so Rudy could sit next to Graham.

Mercifully, Lucy engaged with her, asking her about her future plans. Stacey told Lucy that she’d finish her HED, and then would look for an appointment at a school which was close to Cape Town, where her parents lived.

Lucy probed Stacey about her ‘love life’, to which Stacey simply stated ‘Boring, nothing going on.’

Although Rudy focused on Graham, he kept his ears open to the conversation going on next to him. He managed to catch snippets and concluded that Stacey was potentially available for a relationship.

Stacey similarly tried to follow the chat between the two men next to her, and learned that Rudy had had no social life in the past year, and was just starting to settle down into a normal life again. She concluded that Rudy was unattached and ‘available’.

Edward and Tasha had already excused themselves by the time that Graham and Rudy’s conversation petered out. Graham and Maggy soon excused themselves.

Their departure left only Stacey, Rudy, Matt and Lucy in the group. Stacey got nervous. Although she would love to interact with Rudy, she also didn’t want to seem too eager. She decided to mirror Lucy’s interest and ask her about her future plans.

Rudy and Matt started to chat about their cars and the latest models which caught their eyes. Rudy secretly hoped that Stacey wouldn’t leave mid-conversation, because he would love to chat with her privately.

Lucy soon noticed the secret glances exchanged between Rudy and Stacey and realized that the two needed a bit of privacy. She placed her hand on Matt’s shoulder, and waited for a break in the men’s conversation. “I didn’t realize that it was so late. I still have to do some preparation for tomorrow’s class.” Then she looked at Rudy and Stacey. “Feel free to finish the wine off in this bottle,” she offered, her eyes looking towards the two empty wine glasses in front of the two. The two waved at the last remaining couple at the other end of the table, and walked to the cashier to pay their bill.

Rudy didn’t waste time to split the remaining wine between their glasses. He picked his glass up and held it in Stacey’s direction and waited for her to do the same. “Welcome to the choir, I hope it will provide you what you are looking for.”

“Thank you.” Stacey smiled at the thought, that the choir might already have provided her with what she was looking for. She almost snorted when she remembered about the good sex, and visualized Rudy getting into bed with her.

Rudy and Stacey were almost done with their wine. The last couple came over to say their goodbyes and welcomed Stacey to the choir once again. Rudy picked his glass up and again held it in Stacey’s direction. As Stacey clinked his glass, he gave a toast. “To the good evening that was.” In the back of his mind, he, too, was already thinking about good sex. He finished off his glass and looked at Stacey doing the same.

“Would you be offended if I pay your bill, as well?” Rudy looked nervously at Stacey.

Stacy smiled sweetly at him. “I wouldn’t be offended, but there’s no way that I’ll allow it.” Her eyes started to sparkle. “We barely know each other.”

Rudy took a deep breath, did she just give him the opportunity to ask her out on a date? He jumped at the opportunity. “Well, then we need to correct the situation. What are you doing Saturday night? Say seven at the ‘Steak and Grill’? I’ll pick you up at quarter-to-seven.

Stacey blushed, as she took her purse and looked Rudy into the eyes. “Deal!” There was a bounce in her step, when she got up and walked over to the cashier to pay her bill.

Rudy followed her, enjoying the way her bum swayed and her skirt bounced. He paid his bill and walked Stacey to her car. They gave each other a parting hug, nothing special, but with a lot of promise.

****

Winter Break choir tour to the Western Cape – Cape Town

Rudy was nervous, Stacey’s parents would be in the audience, and she arranged that they meet up during the intermission. He wondered what they would think of him and if they would appreciate his interest in their daughter.

It was the choir’s first performance of the tour. Rudy and Stacey immediately clicked, both believing that the other was the soulmate they were looking for. They became an item, even to the extent that Sam offered them accommodation in a double room to share, where she could arrange it. She said that it wasn’t unusual – she does it for other unmarried couples.

But Rudy and Stacey declined. They already discussed the issue of sex and both agreed to delay it for as long as possible, so both could be sure that it was what they wanted to do. Her parents’ approval of Rudy was a vital checkpoint before Stacey would consider more intimacy. It should have been no surprise that Stacey, too, was nervous about the planned introduction of Rudy to her parents.

Their fears were misplaced because both Stacey’s mother and father were immediately impressed with Rudy’s honest and open personality. And after the lovebirds’ nerves calmed down, Stacey’s parents could clearly see how happy Rudy made their daughter. They feared for her wellbeing after her first love, Justin, devastated her trust in men.

They started to think of Rudy as their future son-in law, which prompted Stacey’s father, Jeff, to ask Rudy about his future plans.

Although Rudy had already considered his options, the question still caught Rudy off-guard. After clearing his throat to straighten his thoughts, he responded. “I’ve sent out feelers to a few universities, hopefully there’s some academic vacancies. I’m also scanning the classifieds for opportunities as a farm manager, I’ve seen a few good ads and sent my CV out. It elicited a few responses, some very promising, but there’s nothing concrete yet. But I’m keeping my eyes open and my ear to the ground in the meantime.”

Jeff also cleared his throat, not to straighten his thoughts, but to get the women’s attention. “You know Stace has bursary commitments in the Cape Province, I hope you’re spreading your feelers in this direction.”

Maria, Stacey’s mother, jabbed Jeff in his ribcage. “You’re talking as if Rudy was asking you for Stacey’s hand in marriage. Relax, you may scare the man off.” She, too, was concerned for Stacey and truly hoped that things between the two would work out. It would break her heart if Stacey’s heart was broken a second time after Justin cheated on her (See Deflowered and Betrayed). To lighten the mood, she continued. “Stace can always apply for a transfer of her commitments to another province.”

The bell rang and everybody started to wrap up conversations, so the choir could go back to their gathering point and the audience could return to their seats.

****

Spring Break, Sunday early evening – Cape Town:

Maria led the group into the house after she and Jeff welcomed Stacey and Rudy, who had just arrived. “I’ve prepared this room for you two. And don’t unpack, supper is ready.”

Maria and Jeff had already accepted that Rudy would marry Stacey, and they would be hypocritical if they prepared separate bedrooms for the two. They allowed Justin, after all, to have sex with Stacey shortly after she turned eighteen. Maria was instrumental to make the arrangements and to ensure that Stacey got on birth control in time.

Rudy fiddled nervously with his hands, before looking at Maria. “Can we please have separate bedrooms? Stacey and I want to make it special, if and when it happens.”

Maria was taken aback at Rudy’s request, but had an easy solution. “Okay, you sleep in the guest room with the double bed, and Stace can sleep in her own bed.” Rudy was grateful for an early supper. He was tired after the long drive and hoped to get into bed early.

****

Monday morning:

“I apologize for my bad company last night, I was just wasted after the long drive.” He looked apologetically at Maria. Then his gaze shifted to Jeff. “And I need to be on top of my game. I have an appointment at Maties, they have a vacancy, and they’re seriously thinking of making me an offer.”

Stacey, who just emerged from her bedroom to join the three at the dining table, slapped Rudy playfully over the head. “And you kept this a secret from me!” She was secretly relieved, as it seemed that this part of her life was falling into place. She, too, was in contact with the education department, who supplied her with a list of vacancies, and she couldn’t miss the abundance of openings available to her. She decided to narrow down her search to apply for a position in or near Stellenbosch, while it was available.

Jeff looked at Stacey. “And what are your plans for today, Stace?”

Stacey chuckled before she answered. “I was planning to show my boyfriend off to a few friends…” She looked in Rudy’s direction and aimed her hand as if she wanted to hit his head again. “But maybe, I should just call them for a get-together at the Waterfront, since this jerk made other plans without checking with me.” She secretly wanted to check out wedding dresses at the waterfront with Rudy by her side, hoping that he would get the hint.

Rudy had similar plans. He wanted to roam Stellenbosch’s streets after the interview, in search of jewelry shops to buy an engagement ring.

****

Monday evening:

Rudy parked his car and walked towards the house after making sure that the jeweler’s box with the engagement ring was properly hidden from sight. Three curious pairs of eyes awaited him, as he entered the house.

“And? What took you so long?” It was Jeff who couldn’t contain his curiosity.

Rudy chuckled, he expected something like this. “They showed me their extensive facilities after the interview. Even explained their remuneration structure. I think they are serious.”

Jeff stood up and took Rudy’s right hand in his and pat Rudy’s shoulder with his left hand. “Congratulations, and well done. You’ll deserve it after your hard work.”

Without releasing Jeff’s hand, Rudy gave a step towards Maria, where she sat next to Stacey on the couch. Then he took Maria’s hand, who looked surprised in his direction. Rudy looked at Maria, and then at Jeff before he nervously continued. “I want to ask you something.” He looked back at Maria, and then back at Jeff. “I would like to take your daughter’s hand in marriage.”

He released the two hands, and reached for the hidden box. He went down on one knee in front of Stacey, and opened the jeweler’s box in front of her. “Do you want to marry me?”

Stacey leaped forward and fell on top of Rudy, who ended up on his back. Her lips locked on his for a moment before she broke free. “Yes, yes, yes, I do want to marry you. I thought you’d never ask!” Then she looked up at her parents. Jeff had a beaming smile on his face, while Maria was picking tears from her eyes. She looked pleadingly at her father. “May I?”

Jeff had to swallow the lump in his throat to answer. “Of course, my angel!”

While Rudy and Stacey got up and tried to get the ring on Stacey’s finger, Jeff turned towards the kitchen. “I’m going to get the bubbly, I was expecting something like this to happen.”

****

Tuesday – Waterfront:

Rudy was overwhelmed with Stacey’s friends who gathered in the coffee shop to meet up with Stacey and to congratulate the pair. Almost half of them were married, and one couple even had a baby and another couple was notably pregnant.

Justin’s name was mentioned a few times, mostly to report on the failure he became, and that it was a good thing that Stacey ended the relationship.

Stacey steered the conversation away from Justin and told everybody of Rudy’s good prospects at Maties. She followed it up with the list of schools in or near Stellenbosch, with suitable vacancies, where she could apply. Some schools on Stacey’s list got good recommendations and she was even warned about toxic internal politics at one of the schools on her list which she should avoid.

Stacey was glad when her friends started to leave, so she could finally show Rudy some of the wedding dresses that caught her eye while Rudy was shopping for an engagement ring.

Rudy wrapped his arms around Stacy while she adorned a sleeveless dress on display at ‘Bridal Boutique’. He leaned forward and whispered into her ear. “Isn’t it bad luck for a groom to see his bride’s dress beforehand?”

Stacey smiled and turned her head for a kiss. “Only if she is IN the dress.”

Rudy tucked her closer. “I’m ready to take that big step.” He hesitated before he continued, “If you are.”

Stacey leaned back and kissed him. Her response was short when her lips left Rudy’s. “Maybe.” After a bit of silence, she added, “Depends on what you have in mind?”

Rudy shuddered before he answered. “Tomorrow, in Kimberley. It is where I fell in love with… Elisabeth.” He didn’t want to use her common name, Lisa, fearing that it would evoke feelings in him again. “The memories still haunt me, and I want to erase them with memories of you.” He sighed. “We were really close, but I let her flew away and didn’t return.”

Stacey turned around and kissed him. It was the first time that he mentioned ‘her’ name to her and she realized that he was getting over his feelings for Elisabeth. She smiled and looked into his eyes when their lips broke free. “I’m also haunted by memories of sex with Justin which I want to erase.”

****

Wednesday late afternoon: Kimberley

Stacey woke up as Rudy’s Volkswagen drove onto the gravel of the parking area of Eleonore’s Guesthouse. She looked startled for a moment then her face turned somber. “I know this place, Justin and I always overnighted here on our trips between Pretoria and Cape Town.” Then she chuckled, “Our first time here was with the opening Currie Cup match three years ago. The place was fully booked. Justin and I made separate bookings, and some guy got lucky because we had to cancel one of the bookings.”

It was Rudy’s turn to chuckle. “I may even have been the lucky guy! I remember that weekend. Crazy. I… we arrived without reservation, even seen people without reservations turned away. A couple two or three in front of us in the queue made two independent bookings, and we were lucky to pick up the cancellation.”

He looked at Stacey. “We actually wanted two separate rooms, but were forced to take the cancelled room. If it wasn’t for this, then there would probably have been nothing between us, and no heartbreak for me.”

Stacey leaned over to comfort him. “Look at the bright side. If it wasn’t for you, waiting for her all these years, we wouldn’t have found each other.” She squeezed his hand and opened her door. “We better go in and have something to eat. We’ve got some memories to erase when we’re done.”

Rudy got out and followed Stacey to the front desk. He waited for the fifty-something woman to look up. “Rudy Pretorius, I’ve booked the honeymoon suite.”

The woman looked at Stacey’s ring finger and saw only an engagement ring. “I hope you enjoy your stay.” She smiled, as she took Rudy’s credit card to process the payment. “And congratulations on the big step.”

As she handed the keys to Rudy, he couldn’t hold his curiosity back. “Where’s the old lady, Eleanore?”

The woman behind the desk looked down. “Sadly, she passed away last year, June.”

Rudy took her hand to comfort her. “And Ellen?”

The woman looked confused for a moment and then smiled. “You mean Laura! My daughter. She’ll be finishing her studies this year and will start teaching at a girls’ school in Bloemfontein. She played in a few internationals this year. And getting married at the end of the year.” After a short delay she casually filled in the missing information. “It was in netball.”

Stacey couldn’t wait to get back at the car. “Who is Ellen?

Rudy shivered at the thought of Stacey learning about his threesome with Lisa and Ellen, or Laura as her mother called her, during his last stay to the establishment almost three years ago (see Fertility Issues). He bit his lips before he answered. “That was the name she used when she worked as a waitress in the restaurant we used to eat out at when we stayed over. We tipped her handsomely.” He decided to make sure to switch the media center off once they get into the suite. He rationalized his thoughts thinking that the intimacy between Stacey and him was worth much more to him, than the cheap sex he had with Lisa and Ellen.

They collected their overnight bags from the car and Rudy contemplated the idea of carrying Stacey over the threshold, where their lives together would enter a new era. He would rather save the gesture when he could truly carry her over the threshold of their home once they were married.

****

Rudy dimmed the lights and wrapped his arms around Stacey after he closed the door behind him. He cautiously lowered his lips softly onto hers, as he knew their big moment was approaching quickly, and that it could never be taken back after it happened. It would be like a virgin losing her virginity. “We don’t have to do this.”

Stacey smiled at him. “I want to, I wanted to do this from the first day I saw you at choir practice. Not then, or any time before now. Now that I’m sure about you, about us.” She slipped her hands onto Rudy’s chest and started to unbutton the single, buttoned-up button on Rudy’s golf shirt.

Rudy started to gather the skirt material of Stacey’s loose, knee-length summer dress, as he slowly raised his hands to pull the dress off Stacey. Stacey, on her part, pulled Rudy’s golf shirt over his head, when she lifted her arms up to help Rudy to get her out of her dress. Rudy took both garments and tossed them aside onto the ground.

He was surprised to see Stacey in a thin, white romper. The thin, lacy, elastic material with a deep plunging ‘V’ of the top, was almost transparent, and Rudy could make Stacey’s areolae out even in the dim light. The short, wide leg openings spread out around her waist, almost like the skirt of a tutu from a ballerina’s waist. He gasped in surprise.

Stacey smiled at his reaction. “I bought it yesterday at the Waterfront, after you suggested we take the big step today.” She saw the frown on Rudy’s face and explained. “It when I sent you to drop off our shopping. And I slipped into it when I asked to bring my cosmetics case from the car to ‘powder my nose’ before we went out to eat.” She slipped her thumbs into Rudy’s cargo shorts, making sure she caught the elastic of his underpants as well, and pushed down. She battled to get it down until Rudy helped with the waistband over his firm bum.

Rudy pressed her body against his, while his hands slid down her back. He only stopped when he reached her orbs. They were firm, and he could feel them tense up when he touched them. He gave her ass a squeeze with his fingers, and he could feel how Stacey pressed her hips onto his growing erection.

Stacey slipped her hand down and took hold of Rudy’s dick. Then she went onto her toes and kissed him. “I want you to conquer my pussy now, to fill it up and claim it as yours forever.” When Rudy hesitated, she insisted. “Now.” She lifted a leg and wrapped it around Rudy’s to suggest what she had in mind.

When Rudy still hesitated, she went onto her toes. With one hand she pulled the gusset of the romper aside and with her other, she pulled onto his neck.

Rudy finally realized what Stacey were up to, and took a deep breath. He took hold of her buttocks and lifted her up. Once her crotch passed his penis, he slowly started to lower her onto his dick, while Stacey guided his tip into her opening.

After three years of celibacy, and only the occasional entry-level vibrator filling her pussy, her vagina was tight. When Stacey was satisfied that Rudy’s dick helmet was inside her, she wrapped her other hand around his neck and placed her lips onto his.

Rudy started to walk slowly towards the bed, his erection grew stronger, as it went deeper into Stacey with every step he took.

He positioned Stacey right in front of one of the cameras, imagining that the guesthouse had access to its output, and was watching the action. In his imagination, management zoomed onto Stacey’s wet folds and waited for him to pull out and drive back in, seeing his ball sack banging onto her.

His dick gave a tuck and he started to pull out. Then he drove in again, out and in, again and again. The pent-up urges of the past six months, since he and Stacey had become an item, urged him on, to go deeper and faster. He could no longer hold back, and with a victor’s roar, he filled Stacey’s vagina with his virile semen. It flowed into her mid-period uterus, sperm swimming up her fallopian tubes, unable to find an egg due to Stacey’s birth control. He truly conquered her whole womanhood.

Stacey smiled, as excess semen started to flow out of her. “Now, I’m yours, and only yours.”

Rudy smiled. “And my dick will be yours, and will have no desire to conquer any other pussy. I love you.”

Stacey tapped his shoulder. “You better get off, otherwise there won’t be a dry part left on the bed to sleep on.”

Rudy rolled off Stacey who got up, rushed to the bathroom, and, with romper and all, got in under the shower. Semen streaked down her legs. Rudy rushed off to the media center, to make sure that no recording could be made of Stacey and him, and no video stream fed to someone in the house. However, the media center was missing. A note in the user manual claimed that it was in for a service, and not available. He sighed, relieved; their intimate conquering of each other wasn’t witnessed, as he had imagined. Then a feeling of disappointment swept over him, he wouldn’t be able to record anything, even if he wanted to. He closed the cabinet and moved in behind Stacey in the shower.

She was already out of the romper and busy washing her breasts. His arms folded around her and he trapped her hands over her breasts. “Allow me, since I conquered them, they’re mine.” He turned her around and took a nipple in his mouth. Stacey purred contentedly, as he sucked on it and rolled it gently between his teeth.

Next, he pulled a shower bench under the shower and sat on it, facing Stacey. He showed her to straddle his lap and held his penis, which had already recovered significantly, signaling that she should impale herself on him.

Stacey slipped over Rudy’s lap and worked his penis into her. He didn’t fill her as earlier, and she actually enjoyed the relaxed fit. She gasped, as Rudy’s lips again closed over her nipple and she arched her back to give him easier access.

Rudy held her hips and slowly started to push them around, causing her to move around on his lap. Stacey got the message and started to gyrate her hips, working Rudy’s dick in and out of her. She curiously tracked its stiffening, as it slowly, but surely, filled her up again, stretching her unused vaginal muscles.

Rudy released her nipple. “I want this closeness to last forever.”

Stacey leaned over and kissed him. Then she leaned back and guided his mouth back onto her other nipple. His cock tucked inside her and she gasped satisfied.

The water started to turn cold when they decided to get up. Rudy was ready to offload and Stacey had already come twice. Rudy got in behind Stacey and bent her over, forcing her hands onto the shower’s wall. He slowly worked his dick into her hole, wrapped one hand over her tummy and the other over her breast. He started to work in and out of her, until he exploded inside her.

They washed themselves swiftly under the cold water, and got the romper on the bench to dry out. They went to bed and soon fell into a blissful sleep. They still had a long way to go for Ellisras.

****

Thursday late afternoon – Ellisras

Stacey was nervous when the car stopped on the farmyard. She had met Rudy’s parents about a month ago, after a performance in Pietersburg, and she liked their outgoing personality. Rudy’s elder brother, Hendrik, couldn’t make it, but she was anxious to meet him and his six-month pregnant wife, Rebecca.

Stacey immediately clicked with her sister-in-law-to-be, but Hendrik was cocky. Rudy tried to warn her about it, Hendrik, expected that, as the eldest son, he would inherit the family’s farm, but Rudy’s academic achievements made him feel insecure. He feared that Rudy would return to the farm to prove that he should actually inherit the farm.

All greeted the couple and congratulated them on their engagement. They wished Rudy well with his prospects at Maties, and although Hendrik relaxed after hearing the news, he mostly withdrew from the conversation. It was time to go in, where another surprise awaited the lovebirds. Rudy’s grandparents on his mother’s side, Grandpa Rudolph, from whom Rudy got his name, and Granny Monique were waiting for them.

After they had supper at the large family table, Grandpa Rudolph wanted to say a word or two. He stood up, cleared his throat, and looked around, until everybody quieted down. He looked at Rudy and Stacey, before he looked down at Granny Monique and took her hand. His voice was shaking when he started to talk. “Monique and I are getting on with our years. We’re no longer young, and cannot keep up with the demands of the farm.”

Stacey jabbed Rudy in his ribcage and looked questioningly at Rudy.

“They live on a farm near Tzaneen. Mom’s their only child, there’s talk that they plan to sell the farm.”

Grandpa continued. “It wasn’t easy, but we decided that it was time to retire.” He squeezed Granny Monique’s hand when she picked a tear. Rudy’s parents also held their hands. They knew how the two loved the farm.

Grandpa Rudolph looked at Hendrik, and then at Rudy. “We have only two grandchildren, and we love you both equally. We know Hendrik is sorted, as he will someday inherit his father’s farm. You, Rudy, are the grandchild carrying my name, and we know that you love the farm as much as we do. Monique and I want to offer the farm to you if you want it.” Grandpa Rudolph’s legs could no longer support him and he almost fell back into his chair. After he settled in the chair, he continued. “If you want it, then you’ll have to farm it.”

A commotion erupted around the table, while Rudy and Stacey looked at each other in shock and disbelief. Rudy’s mother’s face opened in an elated smile; she too loved the farm where she grew up and was glad that it would stay in the family. She looked at Rudy. “What are you thinking?” Her heart skipped a beat as she recalled losing her virginity at a pool in the forest on the farm, a week before she got married with Rudy’s father.

Stacey gave Rudy’s sleeve a tuck and a serious stare and whispered, “Remember our plans, Stellenbosch.” Unfortunately, all around the table heard her and looked at the pair.

Rudy cleared his throat. “Thank you, Grandpa, I’ll seriously consider your offer. It comes unexpected at a time that Stacey and I were making other plans.” He took Stacey’s hand. “Stacey has commitments in the Western Cape, and I don’t want to lose her.”

A tap of Granny Monique’s spoon on her water glass quieted all down. She looked at Stacey and addressed her in her shaky, high-pitched granny-voice. “I have a solution.” She looked at Stacey, as if to challenge her. “I spoke to Mr. van der Walt, the principal at the High School in Tzaneen after I heard of your engagement, and they are very interested in appointing you. Very interested.” Stacey wanted to speak up, but Granny put her hand up to show that she had more to say.

She looked sternly at Rudy. “Now you see to it that this lovely lady next to you, gets to Tzaneen High tomorrow by ten. I’ve arranged for an interview for her with the principal. He said that they had been successful in bursary transfers between provinces in the past, and this one should be easy.”

Rudy looked at Stacey, who had a concerned expression on her face. Then he looked at Granny Monique, and then at Grandpa Rudolph. “Let’s see how the interview goes tomorrow before I make a decision.” He took Stacey’s hand and walked her over to his grandparents to thank them for the wonderful offer.

Granny Monique looked at Rudy. Show her the farm tomorrow after her interview.” Her gaze turned to Stacey and she winked mischievously at her, and whispered softly into Stacey’s ear. “Make sure that he shows you ‘The ‘Archives’.” She sighed, hoping for the best. She, too, had wonderful memories of losing her virginity in a hidden cave within a romantic setting next to a secluded mountain pool on the farm.

****

Friday Noon: Tzaneen

Rudy closed his car’s door behind Stacey and walked around to the driver’s seat. He got in, closed the door and looked expectantly at Stacey. “So, what do you think?” He wasn’t convinced that Stacey would be interested in the post. She would have to move far away from her parents and friends. She would also be stuck, with loads of bursary debt to pay off if a transfer couldn’t be arranged, in this remote part of the country.

Stacey smiled. “They may have twisted my arm a bit. I like the open spontaneity of the countryside, and their willingness to help. I’m actually excited because I think I can make a difference here. But I’ll have to think of my bursary debt. And my parents would be disappointed.”

Rudy felt relieved, he already made up his mind that he would accept his grandparents’ offer, but only if Stacey was willing to change her plans. “So, you’re in?”

Stacey sighed. “I still have to see the farm. I’ll have to spend the rest of my life there, if I’m in.” She saw the excitement in Rudy’s eyes and secretly hoped she would like what she was about to see.

Rudy started the car’s engine and pulled away. “What are we waiting for then, let’s go.”

Stacey watched excitedly as the landscape rolled past her window. She liked what she saw and crossed her fingers.

When Rudy slowed down and turned on the indicator, she finally spoke. “What is ‘The Vault’ – I think it is the name Granny Monique used?”

Rudy smiled as he turned into the lane of trees leading towards the farmstead. “You mean ‘The Archives’?”

Shirley blushed and sighed. “Sorry, ‘The Archives’. Your grandma said you should show it to me.”

Rudy smiled. “I wondered what she whispered into your ear.”

Rudy parked the car under a tree and helped Stacey out. Captain, the farm dog, greeted Stacey while Rudy took a bag with take-aways from the backseat and led Stacey to the farmstead. He opened the front door and led the way inside. “This is where Grandpa and Granny live.”

Stacey immediately fell in love of the sturdy farmhouse. When they walked past the dining room, she fantasized about tending to a baby girl while the baby’s toddler brother was playing nearby.

Captain met up with them again when they exited at the back door, where Rudy took a key from a keyholder. Captain wasn’t impressed when Rudy closed him in, in the back yard. “He’ll spoil your Archives experience.” He lifted the bag with take-aways. “We’ll eat at The Archives, it isn’t too far into the forest.”

After a short walk, Rudy unlocked the front door of a more modern house. “This is our holiday house.” He noticed Stacey’s frown. “Grandpa built this so we could stay on our own when we visited them over the holidays. There was no need, except for the ransom value he gained on my parents. He always claimed that it would be a waste of good money if we didn’t use it.” He took Stacey in his arms and kissed her. If we accept the offer, then we’ll stay here while Grandpa and Granny stay on, in the old farmhouse.”

Rudy showed the house in more detail to Stacey. When done, he locked the door behind them. “Now for The Archives!”

Stacey smiled shyly. “What is ‘The Archives’?

Rudy smiled and swept his hand in front of him. “Not too far into this mountain forest is an idyllic pool, with a sizeable waterfall feeding the pool. The pool was, and still is, a very popular spot for a picnic and an afternoon splash. It is very refreshing to position yourself under the waterfall, so that the splatter falls onto your head. But from there, one can see a large cavity, or cave behind the veil.

“However, the water’s splatter into the pool, creates an ideal climate for algae and mosses, on the ground and rocks immediately behind the waterfall’s veil, and can be very slippery if one isn’t careful.

“When we were in our pre-teens, our parents told us to stay away from the cave behind the waterfall’s veil because a number of people had died there. Our curiosity got the better of my brother and I when we were in our teens, so we gathered the courage to have a look.

“We noticed markings on the rock faces of the cave and asked our parents about it. They told us that these were the names and dates of the people who had died at the waterfall. Their names were ‘archived’ for all to remember into eternity, and that we should treat the area with respect.”

Stacey saw the opening where the footpath entered into the forest. She looked at Rudy as they entered. “Surely, that can’t be true. Your parents wouldn’t have allowed you and Hendrik to go there without adult supervision if the pool was that dangerous. Right?”

Rudy smiled. “The cave’s floor is slightly raised above the waterline and the floor is covered with moss. Eons of growth created a soft layer, almost like a mattress. The only way to get in there is through the water-curtain. So, you either get your clothes wet, or go naked. Most couples prefer to go naked into the cave, or into ‘The Archives’ when they’re alone.”

Stacey chuckled, as she connected some of the dots. “It is not the deaths of persons archived, but rather the names and dates of naughty couples who have enjoyed nature’s pleasures there.” She heard a rustle, unsure if it was the sound of the waterfall, or if it was the wind stirring the leaves.

Rudy took her hand and squeezed it. “I think you may be onto something.” With his other hand he pointed to a fork in the path with a large boulder at the split. “It is to the left at the fork.” He had to bite his lip not to chuckle. The boulder recently started to carry archived information, and he was the person who secretly started the new archived record. He thought it wise to keep quiet about ‘The Notebook’.

Stacey could immediately see why the clearing in the forest was popular. She hadn’t seen the ‘lover’s bed’ yet, as she thought of the area behind the waterfall, but the birdsong, the dappled shade, the rushing of the waterfall and stream, and the cool temperature, all contributed to a romantic setting. Everything was perfect; Rudy was right to call it idyllic.

She noticed tree stumps serving as chairs, and a bigger and taller one, serving as a table.

Rudy placed the take-aways onto the table, and started to undress. “It is tradition to skinny dip if appropriate.” When done he sat down on one of the chairs and unpacked the take-aways. “But let us eat before the food gets cold.”

Stacey followed his example to undress and sat onto the chair next to Rudy.

Rudy waited for Stacey to finish her meal, before he picked her up, ran with her to the pool’s edge and jumped into the refreshing water. Stacey squealed in delight.

Rudy’s promise of an erection went limp from the refreshing water, while Stacey’s nipples grew hard, her areolae shrunk into a maze-like patch.

After playing in the water for a while, Rudy took Stacey’s hand and led her towards the waterfall. “Careful, it is slippery.”

Stacey was in awe of the beautiful setting. “I can understand why couples would like to do naughty things here.”

Rudy smiled and whispered secretively. “Let me show you ‘The Archives’.” He took her to the deepest point of the cavity and showed her a sign scratched into the rock. It was a cross with an R, 5, M and 2 clockwise inside four corners of the cross. “This is when my Grandpa Rudolph took Granny Monique’s virginity. Right here in this cave in nineteen-twenty-five. The two and the five are for the year, the ‘R’ is for his name, Rudolph, and the M is for Granny’s name, Monique.”

Stacey giggled. “Did they have their honeymoon here?”

Rudy smiled. “I really don’t know. Maybe they didn’t take a honeymoon, or left for a honeymoon a day after their marriage.”

Stacey pointed towards a similar mark right above the first one. “And this?”

Stacey battled to read the sign. “It looks like a ‘P’ and a ‘D’ in ninety-six. That can’t be, it is only nineteen-eighty.” She gasped when she realized the truth. “It’s eighteen-ninety-six!”

“This is when the tradition started, and it is also an ‘R’ for Rudolph, you can still make it out if you watch closely. It was clearer when I was a young boy. It is the record of when my great-grandfather and his wife, Dorothy, did it in here in eighteen-ninety-six. He bought the farm some five years before he got married. The story is that, on his discovery of the cave behind the waterfall, he knew exactly what he would be doing here. The ceremony was, apparently, in town and they came here afterwards. They didn’t have a honeymoon, I don’t think an elaborate honeymoon was common in those days.”

Stacey was curious. “There’s only the two signs here. So, where’s your parents’ sign?”

He chuckled and walked to the left side of the cave where there was another large rock face. Several signs were scratched into the rock. He pointed at a sign. “There, the ‘H’ is for my Father, Hendrik. The ‘A’ is for my Mother, Aletta. She lost her virginity to my father here in nineteen-forty-nine. Their names aren’t on the other rock face, because Grandpa decided that that part would be reserved for the owner of the farm and his wife only.”

Stacey thought of the implication. “Did they overnight here on their first night of their honeymoon?”

Rudy chuckled. “I don’t know, but I’ve heard rumors that they did it a week before their marriage to keep the tradition going.”

Then a realization dawned on her. “You wouldn’t take my virginity if we do it here today. As a matter of fact, you’re not the one who took my virginity.”

Rudy sighed. “I’ve thought of that as well, but I think I have a solution.” He asked her to look closely at the signs on the left-hand rock face. “See anything different?”

It didn’t take Stacey long to spot a difference in several of the marks. “Some are plus signs.” She looked at Rudy for an explanation.

Rudy pointed to the rock face in front of him. On this section, all other family in committed relationships, who had sex at the pool, have the opportunity to scratch their names into the rock the on their first visit here.” Rudy showed her a sign right on top and furthest to the left. This was when Grandpa’s sister, Rachel, lost her virginity here in nineteen-twenty-eight. The story goes that she too wanted to have her name scratched onto the rock face, and Grandpa allowed it under the condition that the woman must lose her virginity here.”

Rudy identified a second sign right next to the first one and continued. “She remarried, and this is the mark she and her husband made when they visited Grandpa on their first visit in nineteen-thirty-two. Since she wasn’t a virgin anymore, Grandpa gave in and agreed that they could add a sign. His rules were that they’d have to had sex in the cave, and they could only make a mark on their first visit. He also suggested that they should use a plus sign to indicate that his sister wasn’t a virgin anymore.

Stacey noticed something else. “Is it also why they made a circle around their sign? I haven’t seen it over there.” She pointed to where Rudy’s grandparents, and great-grandparents had left their signs.

Rudy chuckled. “Rachel was Grandpa Rudolph’s favorite sister, and that is why I think she could persuade him to leave a sign in here, not once, but twice. She didn’t have children with her first husband, but got pregnant when she had sex here with her second husband. To celebrate the event, she talked Grandpa into another modification – a circle around the sign, to indicate that she got pregnant here.”

Stacey pointed at more signs which were encircled. “So, all these signs are for couples who got pregnant by having sex here in The Archives?” Although there weren’t a lot, she was still amazed at the prevalence, it was almost one in five signs.

Rudy chuckled and pointed to a circled sign with a cross. “And this was Grandpa’s youngest sister, Helen, who got pregnant when she lost her virginity here, back in nineteen-thirty-nine. I understand that she and her husband planned it that way.”

Stacey was amazed. “Wow, what a tradition.” She became aware of the cool air in the cave and looked down. Her goose bumped breasts and hard nipples confirmed that it wasn’t her imagination playing parts with her mind. She nudged against Rudy for warmth.

Encouraged, Rudy continued. “Soon after, cousins and friends learned of the significance of the markings on the walls, and requested special permission for a romantic time in here. Although Grandpa allowed others to enjoy the romantic setting, only family in close relations could archive the event here. He also wasn’t keen to allow others, especially uncommitted couples, because he said that he wasn’t running a brothel.”

Stacey was secretly thankful of Granny Monique telling her about ‘The Archives’, she was in love with the romantic setting of the place, the unique tradition and the lovely atmosphere which was created by nature. She was nervously waiting for Rudy to take initiative before she became too cold to enjoy the action.

A glint formed in Rudy’s eyes, as he took Stacey’s hand and led her to the middle of the cave where the moss mattress was at its softest. “It is our first visit, let’s earn ourselves a sign! Unless you’re happy to live here without a sign.” He wrapped his arms around Stacey and tenderly lowered his lips onto hers. His hands slid down to cup her firm globes.

Stacey reached down and took Rudy’s semi-erect member in her hands, and went down on her knees. She was nervous, acutely aware of her erect nipples rubbing over his chest onto his abdomen and thighs while she lowered herself. It would be the first cock that she took into her mouth. She was nervous about what Rudy would think, but she wanted to do treat him with something special. She slowly pulled his foreskin back and closed her lips tenderly over his mushroom head. It twitched on her lips’ contact.

Satisfied that it had the desired effect, she reached down with one hand to her pussy, and started working her clit.

Rudy was pleasantly surprised at Stacey’s move. He wanted to ask her to blow him, but was too afraid to suggest it. He had it done to him only once before, the day he lost his innocence.

It was the neighbor’s thirty-something pregnant sister, Nicole, who was visiting her brother. Rudy was eighteen at the time, and alone at his grandparents’ home, keeping cool in the swimming pool. She walked in on him and shyly asked if he could show her ‘The Archives’.

She eventually smooth-talked him into taking her there, lured him into the cave where she sucked his dick, and rode him cowboy-style, until she told him to come in her doggy-style.

He chuckled when he recalled how disgusted she was when he told her that she couldn’t make a sign, because she wasn’t family, as only committed family were allowed to make a sign in The Archives. It was then that he decided to start another Archive tradition on the back of the boulder at the fork – The Notebook! He never told Grandpa Rudolph about it.

Rudy shivered at the memory, and reached down to keep Stacey’s head in position while he pushed his hips forward, working himself deeper. Nicole had made him ram his dick into her throat, and her throat’s natural reaction was to contract over his mushroom tip. It had driven him wild and he had offloaded a monster load into her mouth. He wondered if Stacey had done it before, and how deep into her mouth she would allow him.

Stacey, however, had no plans for Rudy to drive his dick into her throat; it wasn’t even in her reference frame. She just wanted his dick as stiff as possible. The refreshing atmosphere urged her to move on. She also wanted to make sure that her folds were wet.

She leaned back and dropped to the ground. Her feet were still close to her buttocks which tilted her crotch high up. She spread her knees invitingly wide. “We’re never going to earn that sign, if you keep standing there.”

Rudy needed no further encouragement and lowered himself between her legs. He guided his erection into her gaping vagina. A feeling of great relief flushed through his body, as his mushroom-head entered her and slid in deeper. He gave himself over to her hands pulling him up, until his lips were on Stacey’s. A moan of contentment came from Stacey’s throat.

Rudy’s instincts started to get in on the action, and he pulled back. Stacey purred when his member filled her again. Nature took control and soon he was ramming his raging dick into Stacey’s hungry pussy.

Stacey’s back was sliding over the wet, slippery mattress. Her feet no longer tucked onto her buttocks, and her raised pussy started to drop. Rudy didn’t reach as deeply as before.

Stacey lifted her legs and locked her feet behind Rudy’s back. It had the desired effect and Rudy’s dick reached deeper inside her as ever before. It took her over the edge. The romantic setting and horny history of the place, made her orgasm the most intense she had ever experienced. She uttered a primal roar, as her hungry pussy gripped in pulses onto Rudy’s dick, as if it wanted to devour it. Liberal amounts of liquids squirted from her pussy between pulses. “Fuuuck!” This had never happened to her before.

“Aaarghh.” Rudy, too, uttered a primal roar, as he blasted his sperm deep into Stacey. “Fuuuck!” His spasms continued, long after Stacey started to leak. When the spasms stopped, he was too exhausted to move. Stacey finally nudged him over onto his side and worked herself out. She walked onto the pool’s edge, jumped in and positioned herself under the splatter of the waterfall. She washed herself, trying to get as much of Rudy’s sperm out of her pussy.

It would be a four-hour drive back to Ellisras, and any sperm and sex juice left inside her may develop a smell, making it clear how they spent their afternoon.

Rudy soon jumped into the pool and folded his arms around her. “So, where should we make our sign?

Stacey smiled. She got out and looked for a pebble at the pool’s edge. Without hesitation she walked to the center rock face and scratched a plus sign under Grandpa Rudolph and Granny Monique’s sign. “I thought you’d never ask.” She smiled as she wrapped her arms around Rudy’s neck and pulled him closer for a kiss. “Pity we can’t draw a circle around it as well.”

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