Lady in Red Ch. 22

"Fuck off, you American asshole!" snarled the man. "I got to the slut first and she'll dance with me."

Steve maintained his smile as he squeezed the man's wrist. He brought his other hand up and patted the man's shoulder. To someone watching, it appeared that the two men were having a friendly conversation. The big man grimaced and released his grip on Gwen's arm. He was contemplating his next action when Steve spoke again.

"Don't even think about it. I don't want any trouble here, but I'll mop the floor with your punk ass if you start anything. I'd suggest that you just smile and walk away. Otherwise, do your damndest, Batman!"

The man looked at Steve for a few seconds and then turned and walked away. Steve quickly took Gwen's hand and led her to the dance floor. "I couldn't tell exactly what you said to him, but I think I got the gist of it. You pretty much told him you'd kick his ass if he didn't leave me alone, didn't you, Ape Man?"

"I've never seen you look as sexy as you do tonight. I want you to wear that outfit to bed tonight, and every other night we're together. That must be some heavy duty tape that keeps that top of yours up. You're incredible!"

"I hope you haven't been rubbing that loin cloth against the other women that you've danced with tonight. You seem to be extremely excited to dance with me. Maybe I should wear this costume more often. There sure isn't much cloth between the two of us. Please tell me that no one else felt this monster tonight."

Steve remained silent. "Okay, who was it? I hope you didn't scare Michelle with that bad boy. That would be a little embarrassing, wouldn't it?"

"Well, your Aunt Diane is wearing that really low cut gown and has everything pushed up, and,"

"Not Diane!" laughed Gwen. "At least we don't have to worry about being embarrassed. She doesn't frighten very easily. I'll have to ask her about it later. Have you danced with Mom yet? Her 'Josephine' costume is pretty hot and she has as much boob showing as Diane, maybe more. Now that I think about it, dance with Mom. I want to see her reaction when she feels how much you appreciate her costume."

"Maybe I won't react at all, and you'll be disappointed," suggested Steve.

"Let me think. Mom, with most of her breasts showing and pressed against your bare chest, not a chance you'll be able to stifle little Tarzan. He'll be swinging from the trees in search of a warm, safe place, which he'll find later tonight. Go ahead and dance with Mom. I can't wait to see her reaction," insisted Gwen with an evil grin.

"I think I'll pass on that. She's your mother and I don't want to piss her off, or have her think I'm some kind of pervert. This damn loin cloth doesn't offer much protection. I'm not going to embarrass myself with your mother, and that's final!" responded Steve as the song ended.

Steve felt he handled that situation quite well. He needed to use a firm hand with Gwen on occasion. She seemed to accept his refusal and his reasons for it. There was no need for his girlfriend's mother to feel his erection. His smug feeling of contentment began to disappear when he noticed Gwen was talking quietly with Diane.

He lost track of them when Michelle asked him to dance another fast dance with her. "The evening is almost done and I wanted to get one more number in with you. My friends are very impressed. They think you're very handsome and so strong. They tell me that they wish you did not have Gwen because they cannot compete with her. She looks incredible tonight."

Steve felt a tap on his shoulder as another slow dance began. He turned to find Paula extending her hand. As he took it and led her to the floor, he looked to see Gwen and Diane laughing not far away. They had set him up. He wondered how much Paula knew about their evil plan.

"I saw you dissuade Batman from pulling Wonder Woman onto the dance floor earlier. You handled it well. If I hadn't been watching closely, I would have thought you two were old friends. Diane told me that you were very favorably impressed with her Marie Antoinette ensemble. Then she asked if you had danced with me and implied that you may have liked her look better than mine. I had to grab you for a dance to get your opinion of my costume.

"The young ladies really like your Tarzan look tonight. You and Gwen are taking Paris by storm. I never dreamed Gwen would look so amazing in that little outfit. Sometimes I have trouble believing she's my daughter. She looks like a movie star. So tell me, do you like my gown? Do you think I should send some pictures to Ted? Am I overexposed? I do have most of my chest on display. What do you think, Steve?" asked Paula coyly as she pushed her ample chest against him.

"Was that a groan? Did I hurt you? My goodness! You do like my gown, don't you? Is that any way to treat your girlfriend's mother, Young Man?" demanded Paula as she remained very close to Steve.

"Paula, I don't mean any disrespect! I think you must know that. I see Gwen and Diane laughing hysterically over there. They put you up to this, didn't they?"

"Can't I simply enjoy a dance with my daughter's boyfriend? If anyone has put anything up, it's you!" pointed out Paula. "Let me be serious for a moment. I don't get to talk to you alone very often. First, I am flattered that I'm able to get such a generous response from you at my age. Secondly, Gwen is very excited about your plans for tonight. I'm not going to embarrass you with suggestions or advice, except to say, take your time and show her your love every minute. This is a very big moment in a girl's life. She'll remember it forever. It's up to you to make her memories perfect. Love her and respect her, okay?"

"Paula, I can't begin to tell you how much she means to me. I would give my life for her and be glad to do it. I'll love her and cherish her as long as I live. I can't tell you how much it means to me to have you and your family so understanding and so close. It's pretty unusual for a boy and his girlfriend's mother to discuss this sort of thing, isn't it? Did Ted or Will have this talk with your mother?"

"Are you kidding? We sneaked around like everyone else. When we did it, it was good, but looking back, I know it would have been much better if I had my parents' blessing, if we were in Paris, and maybe even with a guy like you. I love Ted dearly, but you're a special kind of man. We all know it. Mom, Diane, Lisa, Kate and Stephanie feel it, too. I'm so happy that Gwen's found something almost no other woman has been able to find, and that's a man like you. You're a part of us, of our family now. I really, really like that."

Steve found himself a bit emotional as Paula clung to him after the dance ended. He could feel her shaking slightly and knew she was crying softly. He knew he loved Gwen, but he realized that the whole family was special and he would always strive to live up to their expectations. They had placed him on a pedestal and he promised himself that he'd do all he could to live up to their expectations. He had a family again!

"What did you do to Mom?" asked Gwen as she watched her mother cling to him. "Did you tell her you didn't like her dress, or her boobs? Didn't you get hard when she hugged you? Are you tired or something? You hurt her feelings when you didn't react like we told her you would!"

"Gwen! Stop it! She's just emotional about tonight and our plans. I didn't disappoint her when she pressed against me. A dead man would've reacted, so don't go there, but learn from this. Suppose I was tired or something. You can't play with me like I was toy. I'm not some oddity that you can share with your family.

"The women in your family, with no exceptions are incredible. They all affect me that way, but don't try to have me prove it to them anymore. I don't need to be pressured to impress your family in that way. I don't think many boyfriends are expected to do that. I love your family, but some things are personal and are not discussed a weather report. Does that make sense to you?" asked Steve somewhat sternly.

Diane, Stephanie, and Kate had come close enough to hear Steve's comment to Gwen. They remained silent, but nodded their heads in understanding. Paula withdrew from Steve's arms and kissed him soundly on the lips. Gwen stepped in next to Steve and hugged him hard.

"I understand. It won't happen again. I'm just so proud of you and that little big man you have in your cute little jungle panties that I can't stand it."

"Jungle panties?" laughed Kate heartily. "I can't believe you said that, but you're right. The Emperor has no clothes and Steve's wearing jungle panties. And his little big man? You two must have some cool pillow talk!"

Steve was suddenly angry at what he felt was Gwen's insensitive remark and Kate's eagerness to repeat it. His jaw tightened and he was on the verge of telling Gwen and Kate exactly what he thought of their jokes. He looked around to see Kate, Gwen, and her family along with Jordan and Amber watching him. He realized that everyone was waiting to see how he reacted. Was he able to take good natured teasing, or was he going to be childish and pout?

He grabbed Gwen and tossed her over his shoulder before she realized his intentions. "Tarzan take Wonder Woman home now. Little Tarzan teach her respect, show who is Lord of the Jungle Panties!"

Gwen shrieked while the rest of the group broke into laughter as Steve spun her around a couple times and then placed her back on her feet. Gwen quickly checked her bust to make certain nothing had inadvertently escaped while she was being manhandled.

"Geez, Tarzan, don't get your jungle panties in a bunch! Wonder Woman, like all true Amazons, does not fear little Tarzan, but rather has the utmost respect for the little fellow and looks forward to learning from him."

The group returned to the hotel a short time later. Steve opened the door to his room and waited for Gwen. When he turned to let her pass, he realized that things were not going to happen that fast or easy. Stephanie hugged Gwen and then moved to Steve and hugged him.

Kate was next. She hugged Gwen and whispered in her ear and then placed her arms around Steve's neck. "From that first day, I knew you two were made for each other. Take care of my sister. I love you both."

Diane was next. "Knowing you has made us all better. When you're with Gwen, anything is possible. Us being here in Paris proves that. Give her a night to remember," urged Diane as she gently kissed Steve.

Steve was surprised to find Amber Stahl in his arms. "This is so romantic! I wish I could report it. You guys have carried me along on your amazing voyage and I'll always be grateful. Thanks, Steve. Tomorrow morning I'm going to take a picture of you guys coming down for breakfast. I can't wait to see how Gwen glows."

"I wish I had someone that loved me like you love Gwen for my first time," confessed Jordan. "You two make me want to be better than I am. I wish I was Gwen, but I'm not. But it's okay to be me. I know that now. Love her up real good, Big Boy!"

Lastly, Paula stood in front of Steve and gazed steadily into his eyes. "I'm giving you my daughter. There's no greater compliment, or sign of love and respect than that. I know you love her and she loves you. I'm so happy you can experience this in Paris with people that love you both nearby. We'll be looking for you in the morning, and don't even think about griping about being teased. If you're half the man I think you are, you'll accept it with a big smile. I do love you, like a mother and like a woman. I'll be thinking of you both all night."

"Paula, you've been like a mother to me most of the time, and like a very special woman other times. You've been a wonderful example for your girls and a huge part of the reason why they're so accomplished. I'll never let you or your family down. I promise you that. Giving me your daughter is an honor and a trust I'll always do my best to uphold."

Once they were in their room, Steve held Gwen for a very long time without speaking. He wanted to somehow transfer his feeling to her without speech. After a couple of minutes, Gwen broke the silence. "I feel your love, Steve. It's washing over me."

Steve wasn't experienced but he had listened and read a great deal. He knew that he needed to slow everything down, even as he wanted to rush through everything. He asked Gwen questions about her evening. Then he asked her about what she hoped would happen that night and in the future. He listened and asked questions based on her responses.

He explained his feelings of love and devotion to her. He spoke of his fears, hopes and dreams. He pledged his fidelity and asked for hers. Gwen was made to realize that he was sincere in his feelings and concerns for her happiness and well being. He wanted nothing more than seeing that her life was safe and rewarding. Being Gwen's first lover was not something he took lightly and she loved him for that.

Finally they were naked and holding each other. Steve spent a very long time touching her skin, feeling her flesh and studying every inch of her body. By the time his lips touched her clit, Gwen felt like she was on fire. She was bathed in sweat and began a series of never ending orgasms. When she was certain that she could endure no more, she urged him to move back up her body.

Looking into each other's eyes, Steve slid partway into her. Gwen flinched momentarily. They maintained eye contact as Steve forcefully buried himself in her steaming vagina. Gwen felt a momentary burning sensation that quickly turned to the most intense orgasm of her young life.

They clung to each other as they moved together in the age old dance of love. Their tongues dueled as Steve became more insistent, unable to temper his desire any longer. Gwen thought her heart might burst when she heard Steve groan and felt him jerk inside her as he flooded her with his manly essence. Afterward they sat together naked in a large chair, enjoying the lights of the city and beauty of the Eiffel Tower at night.

Everyone was waiting for them when they went downstairs for breakfast. True to her word, Amber took pictures as they approached the table. Gwen saw everyone watching her closely and felt their love. Her radiant smile grew even bigger as she faced her family and friends.

"So, what looks good?" asked Gwen as she picked up her menu. Everyone at the table broke into gales of laughter.

"Is that it?"Demanded Kate when the laughter abated. "Aren't you going to tell us anything about last night? You know we're dying to hear the details!"

"Kate, I have no words. Let's eat and enjoy our meal before we report to that department store for the promotion. I appreciate your interest, but I would do everyone at the table a huge disservice if I gave details. You'd forever try to compare. Believe me when I tell you this, no one can, or ever will."

Steve was grateful that Gwen declined to supply Kate with details. He was pleased with the response she gave. The women sat quietly, mulling over Gwen's assertion for what seemed like minutes. Could it have been that good? All eyes eventually turned to Steve. He began to fidget.

"Just what I was afraid of," groaned Kate. "Now the rest of us are doomed to spend our lives wondering what might have been, and what we've missed. Our lovers will never take us to that place that Gwen will visit every night with Steve. Maybe I should become a nun."

Shortly after breakfast, the group was shuttled to a department store on The Champs-Elysees. Looking up the avenue, they saw that the Arc de triomphe was within easy walking distance.

"This is almost like a dream!" marveled Stephanie. "I have to keep pinching myself to believe it's all real. It sure pays to be Gwen's cousin and on her good side."

Steve noticed the large posters placed throughout the store when he entered it. They were the topless shots that Gwen and Lisa posed for with him what seemed like a life time ago. Steve had to admit they looked great. The poses were artistic and somewhat erotic without being lewd or pornographic. Steve decided that his favorite was the picture with Gwen's red bikini top draped over one of his shoulders as she leaned against his chest with her face turned to the camera. A large portion of her ample bosom was visible, but her nipples were buried against him and did not show.

Steve found himself getting an erection as he surveyed the posters. There were several with Gwen and Lisa leaning into him with their breasts pressed against his sides. In one, Gwen was looking over his shoulder with most of her cleavage on display and only her nipples hidden from sight while Lisa was draped on his lap with her arm lifted to cover her most strategic parts, but little was left to the imagination.

"Wow!" exclaimed Kate as she looked around at the posters. "Mom wouldn't let me do any of those poses. Look how sexy they are! No wonder Lisa's working as a model. She's beautiful and so is Gwen. They should sell the posters and forget about swim suits!"

Diane, Stephanie, Jordan, and Amber began to quiz Gwen and Paula about the photos as Steve spoke with the manager about the schedule for the day.

As soon as the doors opened, shoppers began streaming in to look at the 'Lady in Red' line. Paula and Diane managed to chat with many of the shoppers since most spoke some English, They were surprised at how many were from the United States.

"We saw your daughter's picture in the Sunday paper this morning. She looked incredible as Wonder Woman. Her boyfriend could easily play Tarzan in the movies. He'd be way better than any of the actors they've had in the past," offered a middle aged woman from Michigan. "We've been following their exploits and I have to tell you that those kids make me proud to be an American. I'm going to be watching that show about the river rescue when it comes on next month."

"I can't wait to see the TV specials they've been advertising on CBC," chimed in her traveling companion. "The previews look great. Those kids sing and dance like pros. Are they engaged? Can I get their autographs?"

Paula beamed as she chatted with the two ladies. "No, they're not engaged. Gwen is going to Stanford in the fall. She plans on attending medical school there. Steve will be attending the Naval Academy and then wants to be a SEAL. I'm sure they'd be happy to give you autographs if you go ask."

There was a steady stream of shoppers stopping in all day. The store had done an excellent job of advertising that Gwen and Steve would be at the store, along with the famous Jordan Quick.

"We seem to be more popular here than in the states," observed Steve to the group during a break. "I can't get over how many people have stopped in to see us. They must be selling a lot of swimsuits and gowns."

About an hour before they were to wrap up for the day, President D'Anjou's wife and daughter stopped in. Security was tight as even more shoppers flocked to the store to see Michelle and Colette. They made a fuss over the gowns and swim suits before ordering several of each. Michelle, Kate and Stephanie had become friendly the previous evening. By the time Michelle left, the three appeared to be lifelong buddies.

Near the end of the day, the store manager requested that Steve, Jordan, and Gwen sing a few songs to keep the shoppers coming in. Steve and Jordan sat at the piano and delivered a softer, slower version of their current hit. Those watching and listening gave their very enthusiastic approval. Then Jordan played while Steve and Gwen sang 'Bridge over Troubled Waters'. Steve played for Jordan as she finished up the impromptu show with one of her first hit ballads.

On the ride home, Amber made a request. "I'd like to send reports back to the station every day. It keeps the interest up and gives me more air time. I'd like to sit down with all of you every evening if possible, and discuss the events of the day. Then I'll edit it and send it back to the station.