THE FABULOUS FEMMES OF FAIRDELLS  Part 7 
By Marlon G. Silversteel silversteel2002@yahoo.com
A Blast From The Past


Dani and I dated through the rest of high school. The incident at Winter
Formal was easily explained as a drunk driving accident, and Jenna never said
a word. Neither did the guy who got his ass kicked and his car thrown by a
supergirl - after all, how would YOU have explained that, without someone
thinking you were on drugs or something (another charge above and beyond the
DWI)?

Dani and I parted ways after graduation, sadly. Her father sold the family
business and their house and moved down to southern California, which is where
Dani went to college. I heard she continued to swim, however, and made the
U.S. Olympic Team in 1992 and again in 1996. She married a Jewish fellow (to
her folks' delight) and remained in the Los Angeles area, eventually opening
up her own fitness facility for women, and marketing a line of products for
feminine muscle growth (which is how she publically explained some of the
incredible feats she could accomplish!). Naturally, she made a fortune!

Kat went to college back east somewhere. I pretty much lost track of her,
which was unfortunate. I saw her photo once, however, on the cover of a
magazine, as a fashion model! I have no idea what became of her after that.
The Nelson's moved away from Fairdells, like many of the old-time families, as
the town grew bigger and more suburban in the 1990's.

Jules stayed local, which was nice. She went to college at Stanford University
on scholarship, became a lawyer, and returned to Fairdells to live and
practice law later. She worked with my Dad and hers at Madison- McKinley,
eventually taking over the firm when they both retired in 2001, and working
there with her husband, another lawyer whom she met while at Stanford. She
kept the firm's name, however, just modifying it to Madison, McKinley and
Williams, to reflect her husband's name.

As for me, I went to college in Texas, and ended up becoming a teacher. I got
married, had two kids, divorced five years later, and returned to Fairdells in
2003 to re-settle. A lot had changed, let me tell you! Most of my old friends
had long since left, but I found new ones and re-connected with a few from my
youth, like Julie. I found a small place to live in the nearby town of
Centerwood (a sprawling suburb now as well) and landed a job teaching English
at Fairdells High, of all places! At that time, they had just lost their Girls
Water Polo coach (they had an all- girls team by then, in addition to the
guys!), and so they asked me to coach.

Teaching and coaching at my Alma Mater was quite an experience, but it was a
lot of fun. I found myself teaching and coaching some of the nieces and
nephews of former classmates of mine (kids of their older siblings), including
my own niece Kaitlyn, my sister Nancy's oldest, who was now a Freshman. Nancy
had gotten married right out of high school, in 1988, to her boyfriend Robert
Shaw. Kaitlyn was born October 17th, 1989, the same day as the big earthquake
in the Bay Area. It was an interesting coincidence actually, and one that I
had wondered about. She was born right around 5:00 pm, about the same time as
the quake. The funny thing was that two other girls in town, who were now
classmates of hers as well, were born at almost the same time! I didn't give
this much credence at the time, being just 17, but as I started teaching years
later, and as the girls were now all in school, I couldn't resist noticing the
parallel.

I was pleased to see that Kaitlyn went out for Water Polo that season. She was
a real JV All-Star on the Girls team, and an exceptional student in my
Freshman English class. She was a sweet girl, and very understanding of my
position. She was always careful to call me "Mr. Madison" or "Coach" when at
school, and reserve "Uncle John" for other times.

Secretly, I watched her closely during practices and games. It had nothing to
do with attraction, although she was a VERY attractive girl. She had long wavy
brown hair like her mother, darker skin from Robert's Irish background, pretty
hazel green eyes, and a very nice build. She had broad shoulders, and was very
curvy for a girl her age. Needless to say, she was very popular with the boys,
but she didn't seem to be interested in them all that much.

The true reason for my scrutiny was curiosity. The circumstances of her triple
birth (like Dani, Julie, and Kat), and her physical appearance made me wonder
if in fact Fairdells had conceived yet another crop of amazing young women.
The odds were so against it, but I watched for possible signs. Nothing
happened to make me suspect anything ... until halfway through Water Polo
season that Fall.

It was right after practice one day, and I was responsible for closing up the
locker rooms, being the head coach and all, both for the guys and the girls.
Kaitlyn had stayed a bit later, helping me put the covers on the pool and
such. She was the last girl to leave, so I figured I could close up the girls
area after a few minutes, since no one would be in there (I always called out
before I walked in, to make sure no one was changing or anything).

"See ya tomorrow, Coach!" she waved, smiling and grabbed her towel, heading
off to change. I couldn't resist looking at her as she walked away. I know it
was wrong, looking like that at my own niece, but she had such an incredible
body!

I did my thing in the guys locked room, turning off the showers, shutting off
the lights, etc. I waited a few minutes, figuring it was safe to go in the
girls and close down, so I walked on over and entered.

The lights were still on, but there was no water running. Kaitlyn was probably
gone by now. I was about to make the rounds and lock up when I stopped short.
Kaitlyn was standing there at her locker, completely nude! Her back was
turned, so she couldn't see me. I froze. Part of me wanted to clear my throat
or something and head out, so she would know, but part of me wanted to watch
and see more of this naked teen beauty. I quietly backed up a couple of steps,
and watched from behind a row of lockers.

I could see Kaitlyn's lovely figure, the muscles on her back, her triceps, her
beautiful ass and legs. She was so amazingly divine! I could feel myself
getting hard, and I felt guilty, but I couldn't pull myself away. What would
Nancy think? What about my job? I just couldn't, however. I was enthralled.

My amazement continued, however, as I then witnessed her dilemma at her
locker. She was obviously having trouble with her combination. It looked as if
she had forgotten it. She paused, sighing, obviously frustrated. I thought she
was going to turn around and get her towel and put her suit back on to find
another option, and I was about to back off so she wouldn't see me, but she
still stood there.

She put her hand up to the handle of the locker door and gripped the lock.
With a single, powerful jerk of her strong, muscular arm, she ripped the lock
off the door, completely breaking it! The broken metal link clanged on the
floor. I jump, startled, my suspicions proved, but unprepared for this
display. The sound was noticeable. Kaitlyn spun around, startled as well. Our
eyes locked. I was caught!

"Uncle John ... I mean ... Coach!" she exclaimed, obviously quite taken back.
She reached to grab her towel, but paused, as if wondering how to handle this
situation. I wasn't sure if she was going to try to run, hide, or what!

It gave me the chance to take a look at her, however, from the front. She was
even more beautiful in the nude than I had imagined (and yes, I had
imagined!). She had lovely, round pert breasts, soft-looking, but obviously
with very hard and strong pec muscles! She had an awesome washboard stomach,
the most curvaceous thighs and hips that I had ever seen on a girl her age.
She was tanned, with a line that represented where her swimsuit covered. And
down below, the most lovely, sexy patch of dark pussy hair, thick and covering
right up to where she shaved for swimming. I was wondering if she would notice
the massive hard on that I was sporting, just looking at her.

"Kaitlyn ... " I stammered, trying to sound in control. "I'm so sorry ... I
... I thought you were done, really ... "

She had her towel in her hand, but lowered it, apparently not covering
herself. What was she doing? She started walking around the bench in front of
the lockers, closer to me, in the nude!

"Did you see what happened?" she asked, a different tone in her voice, more
adult, a little more seductive.

"What?" I gasped. "I mean ... yes, I did ... but seriously Kaitlyn, I'm not
going to say anything. Please, let's just keep this incident to ourselves,
okay? I mean, I could get in really big trouble!"

She smiled at me. I think she actually enjoyed my predicament, the power that
she obviously had in the situation. She stood right in front of me, her eyes
softly looking into mine, her movements suggesting something far more than
just a niece to her uncle, or a player to her coach ...

"Yes, you could get in big trouble," she stated gently, more flirtatious than
serious, however. "What would my Mom say, I wonder?"

"Please, Kaitlyn, I'm serious," I said, trying not to sound desperate, but
feeling trapped and manipulated. It was my first year of teaching! "Really,
I'll do what I have to make this up to you, but I really need your silence,
and ... it would make me a lot more comfortable if you put a towel on or
something."

Kaitlyn smiled. She had the most pretty smile. "It's okay, Coach," she said
calmly. "I'm not going to get you in trouble." She took the towel from the
bench, but rather than put it around her, she tossed it aside.

"So," she said, still gazing intently at me. "Did you like what you saw?"

"Wh-what do you mean?" I asked.

"You know," she replied. "Me ripping the lock off the door."

"Um, well ... " I was trying to avoid this line of conversation. I mean, I was
seriously turned on, but I knew where this could go, and only part of me
wanted to go there, the part that was trying to burst through my slacks at
that moment!

"Kaitlyn, please ... " I finally said. "Please put something on, I mean ... "

"What, don't you find me attractive?" she asked me coyly, getting a little
closer. I could smell her sweet fragrance, the aroma of her hair, her body,
freshly out of the shower. It was intoxicating!

"Yes, I do," I replied, not believing that I actually said it. "Which is why I
really need you to put something on!" I was attempting to sound in control and
not doing a very good job.

"You don't trust me?" Kaitlyn asked, obviously aware of who really was in
control and enjoying it immensely.

"No, I trust you just fine," I stated. "It's me I don't trust."

"Ahh," she responded, with a cool grin. "You think you might not be able to
control yourself with your own niece? That you might take advantage of me?"

"Kaitlyn," I explained, some calm coming back to my voice, "I seriously doubt
I could take advantage of you, certainly not physically anyway!"

"Mmmm," she replied. She walked a bit closer, standing toe to toe with me. She
was tall, about five and a half feet. She put her arms around my shoulders.
Her touch felt good, but I flinched. She saw it, but didn't react.

"Don't be afraid," she whispered. "I know you won't take advantage of me. I
won't take advantage of you either ... even though I could, and I think you
know that, don't you?"

The way she was talking to me, so grown up, so sensual. It was getting to be
more than I could handle. I tried to move back, but she wrapped a bit tighter,
and stopped me. I knew I couldn't resist her strength. I stopped trying to
retreat.

"Please don't be afraid of me, Uncle John," she said, very innocently. My
heart fluttered at the use of my name like that.

"Look, Kaitlyn," I began, "I know what you're capable of doing. I know that I
can't resist you. But I also know that this is a mistake. You're my niece, my
student. This is really wrong!"

She nodded, and her smile faded a bit, but she withdrew her arms respectfully,
and took a step back. She still refused to reach for her towel, however.

"What do you mean that you know what I'm capable of?" she asked, her tone more
inquisitive.

"It's a long story," I replied, feeling kind of tired at this point after this
incident.

"Please, tell it to me," Kaitlyn said, taking my hand and gently pulling me to
sit down next to her on the bench.

I did, and proceeded to tell her about my youth, about Dani, Julie, and Kat.
It was like it all came back to me, like it was yesterday. Kaitlyn sat and
listened in awe.

"My Mom never told me any of that," she finally exclaimed when I finished.

"Your Mom never knew," I replied. "No one in Fairdells did, other than the
three girls, myself, Jenna Malone, and a couple of unwitting locals who fell
victim to their power. But no one has ever told the story, until now."

"Wow," she whispered, obviously amazed. She looked at her own arm, brought it
up and flexed her muscle. It was so beautiful and strong! She smiled as she
saw it. "I've always wondered why and how I started getting so strong," she
commented.

"I suspected," I admitted, "but part of me hoped I was wrong."

"How come?" she asked, surprised. "From what you told me, you loved those
girls, and their strength."

"I did," I answered, "and I do. But I was afraid that a confrontation like
this might happen, and I didn't want to jeopardize our relationship as it is
now."

"I don't understand," Kaitlyn said. "We're talking, right? You shared a secret
with me. You're still my uncle, and my coach, and my teacher. It's okay that
you like the way I look, and my muscles. In fact, I think it's kind of
exciting."

"You do?" I asked, quite shocked.

"Sure," she replied, quite comfortable with the idea. "You do like my
strength, don't you?" She stood up, her naked body in plain view, and flexed
her arms. I couldn't believe how incredibly strong and sexy she was!

"Well ... yes, I do ... but ... " I tried to respond.

"Okay, then," Kaitlyn replied, suddenly sitting on my lap and putting her arms
around me again. I could feel my cock starting to get rigid again. "I like you
too. Boys my age don't do anything for me. You're so nice. My Mom loves you,
and so do I. You're the best uncle, coach, and teacher I've ever had."

She leaned in and tried to kiss me, on the lips. I tried to move my head. She
pulled back, seemingly hurt.

"Kaitlyn, please!" I insisted, not liking my needing to resist.

"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice changing. I noticed a tear in her eye.
She was obviously upset, hurt. "Don't you like me? Don't you think I'm
attractive?"

The sight of her tears and anguish was more than I could take. "Kaitlyn," I
said, comfortingly, "of course, I think you're beautiful. I love your muscles,
and I love you. I just can't ... " I stopped. This was insane! I wanted her so
bad! She was wanting to share her awesome gift with me. True, she was only a
teenager, my niece. I couldn't stand it, however. Fuck it!

"Could this just be between us?" I asked, gently, trying not to make her more
upset. "I do want you. I think you're incredibly beautiful, and strong, and
sexy."

Her eyes lit up. She looked at me and smiled. She pulled herself closer,
kissing me. I allowed it. It felt so good! Her lips were so soft and
delicious. I put my arms around her naked body, feeling the strength
underneath her flesh. I caressed her arms, the muscles on her biceps, her
shoulders. I ran my fingers down her sides, touching her hips, her legs. Her
breath quickened a bit, and she began to kiss me more passionately. She pulled
away for a second, and looked at me lovingly, like a soft gentle doe.

"Yes," she replied. "Of course it's between us. That's what I want ... just
our little secret."

She stood up, taking my hand and lifting me up as well. She began to unbutton
my shirt, removing it and touching my bare chest with her small soft hands.
She kissed me on my pecs, tonguing my nipples tenderly. I was about to
explode, it felt so good. I began to moan pleasurably. This seemed to excite
her.

"Let's see what we've got under here," she said, smiling, as she unzipped my
pants and took out my hard, throbbing cock. She began to stroke it, admiring
it, her eyes wide.

"Wow!" she gasped. "It's so big! I love it!"

"Yeah?" I asked, totally turned on by the thought of my teenage niece digging
my cock, and touching it.

She responded by putting her lips on the tip and licking it with her tongue. I
started shaking with pleasure. I couldn't believe it! She then opened her
lovely mouth and inserted my cock all the way in. I took hold of the sides of
her head and gently began to guide her as she proceeded to give me the most
incredible blowjob in the world!

I wasn't able to hold out very long, it felt so good. This sweet teen muscle
goddess had me cumming in her mouth within a couple of minutes! She took most
of my load, swallowing some and letting the rest dribble down her chin and
onto her lovely tits. She licked her lips and stood up.

"Mmmmm," she said, wrapping her arms around me, and kissing me again. I could
taste my own cum on her tongue.

"Kaitlyn, you're ... you're incredible," I exclaimed, still overwhelmed.

"Yeah?" she stated, quite pleased with herself apparently. She took me by the
hand and started leading me, both of us naked by now, towards the back of the
locker room, to the girls' entrance of the weight room. It was locked.

"I wanna show you what else I can do, Coach," she said, smiling.

The key to the weight room was in my pants pocket. But that didn't stop
Kaitlyn. With a single twist of her wrist, she popped the bolted door right
open, effortlessly. Once inside, she had me sit down on the bench, while she
grabbed one of the bars used for squatting and curls. I was having a weird
sense of déjà vu!

"Would you like to see how strong I really am?" she asked me, standing in
front of me, bar in her two hands.

"Oh, yes," I whispered, desiring more.

She then held the bar up, and using her incredibly strong arms, started
bending the thick reinforced iron rod into a loop! I could see her biceps
flexing, working, though not too much. It looked as if she was bending a mere
coat hanger!

"What do you think?" Kaitlyn asked me, showing me the bar in the shape of a
"U." She held it up with one hand.

"You're amazing," I exclaimed, quite excited at seeing my niece, my student,
do the same things that I had once witnessed years ago, in this same room!

She responded by walking back over to me as I sat. She straddled me, rubbing
my growing cock with her hips and ass. I gasped in pleasure, trying to control
myself.

"Let go," she whispered. "Make me your teen muscle goddess!"

I couldn't resist. My rock hard cock slid up inside her. She moaned as she
took my full length, deep. With precision and strength, she began to bob up
and down on me. I couldn't believe it, I was fucking her! It felt so
incredibly good. I knew she was a virgin, which excited me even more. She was
so tight! I thought I might be hurting her a bit, so I tried to hold back, but
she wouldn't let me.

"No, don't stop!" she cried, quickening the pace of her movements. I felt as
if I was going to cum again, and I wanted to pull out.

"Kaitlyn, please!" I gasped. "I'm about to ... "

She grabbed my head and kissed me passionately, preventing me from saying
anything else. I could tell she was about to orgasm herself, and I was seconds
away. She wasn't going to let me pull out! This in itself was driving me
crazy. I was powerless! Her strength was far beyond anything I could
manipulate, I had no choice. We climaxed together, crying out in pleasure. It
was the most awesome feeling I had ever had!

She sat on my lap, afterwards, cuddling me. I was in ecstacy, but I knew I had
to say what needed to be said.

"We can't do this again," I stated, with a bit of remorse.

"I know," Kaitlyn replied softly. "But I wanted you to share this with me. It
was so exciting hearing about you and those other girls."

I gazed at her, smiling. She was such a beautiful girl, so sweet and
wonderful. And so incredibly strong! There was no doubt in my mind that
Kaitlyn was something special, and that I had received yet another gift by
being able to experience only a small portion of the power she possessed.

"I'm glad we did," I said simply.

We got dressed, and I locked up, finally, and saw her off towards home.
Kaitlyn and I never did anything after that, although I always knew her
secret, just as I had known it years before with three other young ladies.

Fairdells continues to grow and change, people come and go. I continue to
teach and coach, and although I haven't had any other encounters with them, I
keep watching, thinking that somewhere amidst the sea of lovely young women
this town tends to turn out, there must be more fabulous femmes with a
wonderful, exciting secret, perhaps also willing to share with a guy like me
who admires and loves them and the amazing things they can do!

THE END

Note: This concludes the Fabulous Femmes series, but more stories about
Fairdells and the incredibly strong women who are a part of it may come in the
future!