Loading...I am a 27 years old male, in great shape and pretty damn good-looking if I do say so myself. I have a great job with a large advertising agency in New York City; an office on the 29th floor with a breathtaking view of Manhattan, and my life is going pretty good right now. I am on top of the world so to speak, single and loving it.
“Do I?” I stop shaving and look at myself in the mirror. I have dated a number of girls in the past young, hot, wild. “Mmm.mmm.mmm” I shake my head thinking about the last girl Candy, who was really wild. A dancer at one of the local strip clubs with a body that didn’t quit and neither did her mouth.
She was a tall drink of water about 5’10”, blond hair that was long and wavy, full pouty lips, gorgeous green eyes, oh yeah and triple D’s baby! Fuckin’ hot body! Hips that weren’t small, just perfect to grab from behind and fuck her good. I did every night, but she didn’t stop talking even during sex. I even tried gagging her with panties hoping that would shut her up. No such luck! Shaking my head at the memory. I rinse out my razor and start the shower, testing the water for the perfect temperature.
“Panties.” As I say this word aloud, I feel the blood rush to my cock, look down and there it is looking up at me with that one eye accusingly.
“Yeah, Yeah!” I say out loud, stepping into the hot shower. These are not ordinary panties. I stole them a couple of weeks before from my friend John’s mom, Valerie.
Valerie is a total M.I.L.F. even though she is 23 years older than I am; she doesn’t look it at all. I close my eyes, picturing her, and I feel my body especially my cock get excited. I take my hand and rub it up and down the shaft of my cock, imaging her mouth doing that to me. I picture John’s mom kneeling before me, her brown straight hair falling to her feminine shoulders, blue/green eyes with long black lashes, full lips that are always smiling. Her body is in great condition since she is a Pilate’s instructor, long and lean.
I have seen her in her workout clothes and not one part of her jiggles, it’s tight and Lord, from behind she has an ass that would make a 20-year-old jealous.
Stroking my cock faster I think of the first time I stole a pair of her panties. John and I were in his basement playing pool and his mom asked if we could grab a bottle of soda for her. I volunteered and while walking past the washer and dryer, I noticed a pair of panties lying on the floor. At first I just glanced at them, they were black, lacy, and silky. They were beckoning me to come closer, to smell the sweetness of what they had to offer for fragrance; of the unique scent of her pussy.
I resisted that temptation by slowly walking away from them. My mouth went dry and my heart pounded, wondering if I would get caught if I just bent down real quick and picked them up.
I didn’t take the chance, knowing full well that my body was getting excited at the thought of doing that. When I gave her the soda she smiled at me, our fingers touching in the exchange of passing the bottle. I swear I felt a tingling sensation run through my body. I know for sure since my cock had betrayed me. I felt it starting to get hard straining against my jeans, and turned around before she could see it.
After that, I played pool like shit that night. Rather than concentrating on my playing technique I would position myself so I could glance at the panties on the floor. All I did was think about those panties, wanting to feel them on my face, bring them up to my nose so I could sniff them like I have done so many times since.
Now my cock is on fire as I jerk myself off. I watch as the cum falls from the head, mixing with the shower water, and then disappearing down the drain. I rinse myself, shut off the water, and then I am able to hear the phone ringing.
“Shit!” I say, running to the living room to answer the phone.
“Hello?”
“Hey Dude, its John!” My friend John is a guy that seems to be stuck in the 60’s even though he was born in the 70’s. His vocabulary, for an incredibly smart guy consists of “Dude, Gov, Man, Radical, Totally, and Righteous” to name a few.
“What’s going on John?” As I ask that question I realize that I’m standing butt naked in my living room. Watching the water drip from my body onto the floor, making a puddle at my feet. I also realize that my living room window face John’s house and my shades are pulled up. I hear John laughing on the other end of the phone.
“Heehee, nice ass, man!”
“Fuck off!” I say, and turn so I could fully face him, point to my dick and say, “Eat Me” into the phone. Only stopping short when I notice his mom in the background. John is immediately thrown into hysterics, and all I can do is stand there naked. I watched as Valerie’s eyes travel from my cock to my face slowly.
Now listen, I am not bragging a bit here when I say that I am in awesome shape. I workout every night at the local gym, and the days I cannot make it John and I jog in Central Park. I am not embarrassed to be naked in front of anyone. My cock is a good size too. It’s thick, a healthy 8 inches when hard, and right now with his mom checking me out it was beginning to grow again. When Valerie’s eyes reach my face, she smiles, saying something to John, and then disappear.
“I am going to fuckin’ kick your ass when I see you!” I say, getting ready to hang up.
“Wait! Wait!” John says, still laughing but trying hard to compose himself.
“My mom wants to know if she can bum a ride with us down the beach? She’s meeting a friend down there tonight and she doesn’t want to drive in case she drinks, ” John says, and I can see him shrug his shoulders. “She’ll come home with us on Sunday, is that alright?”
“Sure.” I respond, half listening to John, yet still thinking about his mom seeing me naked. I picture her eyes traveling up my body and then I am quite sure her gaze lingered when it reached my cock. Of course then there was her smile. There was definitely something in that smile.
“So what time do you want to get going?” I realized that John is still talking to me as I shake my head.
“Ah, I don’t know. Let me get dressed and I’ll call you.”
“Okay! Oh, and by the way, my mom said ‘Nice ass’,” John says and then I hear him laughing as he hangs up the phone.
“Fucker!” I say, and hang up the phone.
Walking into my bedroom, I glance at the clock on my nightstand. 10:00 a.m. I knew that if we wanted to get a head start on the shore traffic I would have to start getting dressed. My glance travels to the top drawer and I open it. There they are a pair of red, lacy thong panties peeking out from under some papers. My heart starts to race and my breath becomes labored as I reach for the panties.
I hold them up, barely noticing how my hands are shaking as I rub the fabric between my fingers. I turn them around from front to back, and then bring them to my nose. I breathe in smelling her body on the panties. I inhale deeply so that my nostrils are filled with the scent from her pussy. I hold the panties close to my nose and think about how I have never wanted to fuck someone so much in my life. I am obsessed with the thoughts of fucking her, tasting her, and then drinking that juice from her.
I take the thong in hand rubbing it up against my cock. Taking full pleasure in the way the lace feels on my skin. I slide them along my balls while I lay back on my bed closing my eyes. “She will be with me one night this weekend. One night.” I think out loud, I begin to wonder if she will bring a change of clothes. Would she miss a pair of panties? Would I be able to see her in her underwear? Touch her?
As I start to fantasize about seeing her naked, her skin glistening in the sun; the phone rings again.
“God dammit!” I pick up the phone and basically yell, “Hello!” into it.
“Jeff? I’m sorry, it’s John’s mom Valerie.”
I couldn’t believe it! I felt as if I was caught in the act of stealing her panties. My heart pounded wildly in my chest and I threw the panties in the drawer, and then slammed it shut.
“Oh, I’m sorry Mrs. Phil..er, Valerie. I thought you were a telemarketer,” I say, trying to cover up my nervousness and anxiety. “I hate those guys!”
“Hahaha…. me too. I’m sorry to bother you, it’s just that John was jumping into the shower and he said to call you to find out the time we were leaving for the beach. I need to call my girlfriend and well, to find out if your mom changed her mind about coming with us.” Valerie said her voice light and happy.
Valerie has a great voice it’s not high or low. It’s just perfect, sexy, and even though we live in New York City she doesn’t have an accent. It’s a beautiful voice, one I would love to hear whispering in my ear.
“Well, it’s ten-thirty. I guess in about a half-hour? Does that sound okay?”
“Perfect, what about your mom?”
“No. She’s still sick and sleeping. So my guess is that she’s down for the count.”
“Okay Jeff, we’ll meet you outside and thanks again, you’re a doll.”
A doll? I don’t want to be a doll; I want to be her lover. I want to fuck her. I rub my forehead and get dressed.
When I walk out the door John, his sister Kathy and Valerie are all waiting for me. John’s mom is wearing light blue shorts and a white tight tank top. I am so glad that I am wearing sunglasses because I can’t stop looking at her ass, as she bends down to pick up her overnight bag and bring it to the car. The shorts rise up and I can see her ass cheeks peeking out. I am looking for a panty line and see none. “Yes!” I think to myself, she’s probably wearing another thong? I could only hope I was right.
I walk over and tell her that I’ll get the bag for her, and as I lift it up my hand brushes against her thigh, but she doesn’t move away. She stands right there and when I stand up all the way up, I feel her breast against my arm.
“Thanks Jeff.” She says softly, her hand reaching out touching my arm, and then Valerie moves away to the side of the car opening up the backdoor of my Tahoe.
John yelled, “Shotgun!” and he was sitting in the passenger seat blasting the Aerosmith CD even as his mom begged him to lower it a bit.
“Hi Jeff!” Kathy says, with a smile and I turn around a bit startled in my mind concentrating more on Kathy’s mom, than who was around me.
Now I tell you, Kathy is cute, she’s 23 years old and has that girl next door look. She is not quite the spitting image of her mom, but close. Still, she has the brown hair and blue/green eyes like her mom, but her nose and face shape are that from her dad.
I’ve also taken a pair of her panties as well. Such a cute pair of blue boy shorts with daisies on them, they rest in my dresser at home. She smells good too, and I have never found a hair on them. I am guessing she is fully shaven. I like her but have never wanted to fuck her. I think of her, more like a sister than anything else. She has even offered herself to me more than I care to remember, but the interest was never there for me.
“Hi Kath!” I give her a brotherly punch on the shoulder. “You coming down with us?”
“No, Dad and his girlfriend want to take me to look at a new car. So I am stuck with them.”
Paul and Valerie Phillips have been divorced for about two years. He was cheating on her left and right. God knows why, but she is better off without him. At least that’s what she says, and of course that is what most of us believe anyway. Valerie always seemed to be the perfect wife and mother, around for her children at every sports game or school event. Usually without Paul whom Valerie claimed was working.
I jump in my truck, positioning the rearview mirror to give me a better view of Valerie, and of course the road as well, and then take off for the beach.
Within three hours we arrive at the Jersey shore, and I pull into the drive of the beach house which has been in my mom’s family for as long as I can remember. My mother’s aunt owned it previously. When she passed away she left it to my mom.
It’s a small Cape Cod style house, in Ortley Beach. The house is slightly set back, just off the beach. The house has a great view of the ocean, and it is perfect to watch the scantily clothed beauties walk on by. Oh, this summer was going to be great! Well at least right now, this weekend was going to be.
John and I set about airing out the beach house and taking inventory of things we might need during our stay. I watch as Valerie brings her duffel bag into one of the guestrooms. My eyes taking in every inch of her body, her curves. I am brought back into reality when she turns to shut the door and catches me watching her. I feel my face flush, but she just looks at me and smiles. It wasn’t a smile of “Ah ha! I caught you!” but a mutual attraction type smile. I shake my head trying to make some sense of what I was feeling.
“Dude?” John interrupts my thoughts and asks, “we need to hit the liquor store as soon as possible and get some food.”
John goes and knocks on Valerie’s door, “Yo, Val, when are you leaving?”
“Gee thanks John, I have to call Nancy, and then I’ll be out of you boys’ way. What do you have dates or something?” Valerie comes out of her bedroom laughing while dialing her cell phone and walks outside onto the deck.
I can’t help but watch as she walks slowly outside, her hips swaying slightly. My need to have her was growing with each minute she was in my presence. I took a deep breath and went to look at the clock.
“John, it’s 4:30 p.m., whadda ya say we head out for dinner and then stock up at the liquor store later on?”
“Okay. Let me take a piss and we will be on our way.”
I roll my eyes at John’s brashness and shake my head. I turn quickly when I hear Valerie come back in cursing under her breath.
“Damn!”
“What’s up?”
“Well, my plans just fell through. Nancy decided to leave me high and dry for some guy she has been waiting, and hoping to ask her out. I really don’t blame her.”
“Oh.”
She looks at me and nods her head in agreement, but we continue to look at each other eyes, my gaze shifts to her lips. As John steps out the bathroom he looks at both of us and lifts an eyebrow.
“What’s going on?”
“Well, you’re stuck with me this weekend,” Valerie says and sits down on the couch, staring at her cell phone.
“Ah. Really?” John starts. “No problem, Mom. How about we all go out and get something to eat?”
~ ~ ~
We decided to try a lobster shanty, which recently opened, and from the looks of it, it was going to be a big hit this summer. The place was packed and the food was fantastic. It was set up with a large section for the restaurant and the bar off towards the back. Huge glass windows had the ocean as a backdrop and with sun setting it made for a really nice ambiance.
There were many locals there, and it seemed like the warm weather brought down many “shoebies,” just like us. We decided to go into the bar area and continue this “party” since the night was still young. There were plenty of young girls in this area, but none were as beautiful or sexy as Valerie. There was just something about her age and the way she held herself that made her stand out. Trust me, it wasn’t lost on any man in this area. When she walked by heads turned, but she seemed oblivious to their gazes.
When we bellied up to the bar the bartender ignored both John and me and began to chat with Valerie. Who being the friendly person she is, took up the conversation and had him laughing almost immediately. He was hooked as well. He gave us a round of drinks on the house and didn’t take his eyes off of her for most of the night, which started to piss me off.
John decided to take a “look-see” around the bar. Saying something like that he wanted to see what this summer was going to be like and made a beeline for two very lovely girls. I stayed by his mom not wanting to leave her alone with the bartender, and enjoyed the smell of her perfume, and along with the lovely sound of her laughter.
I saw John motioning to me to come over to the two girls he had been engaged in conversation with. I looked over at his mom, who gave me the “go ahead” nod, and smiled.
“I’ll be right back.” I said, not really wanting to leave her side, but not wanting John to get the slightest hint that I was attracted to his mother either.
“Okay Jeff, but honestly hurry back. I don’t want to be left here with this bartender.” Valerie whispered in my ear. The soft sound of her voice and her warm hand on my arm that held me close to her as she spoke sent a shiver through my body. I was definitely going to hurry back!
When I approached the three some, John introduced the girls as Lori and Gayle. I politely started a conversation with the girls, not really being interested in what they had to say, and at the same time keeping myself in a position so that I was able to view Valerie.
“Lori and Gayle are on their way to a party practically down the block from the house.” John was saying, “They invited us to join them. What do you say?”
Both girls looked at me and were nodding their heads. Stating how much fun the party would be, and it would be really great to get to know one another since we will be neighbors for the summer. I smiled at the girls, and then whispered to John about his mom, and how was she supposed to get home? John just shrugged his shoulders in response.
Overhearing our conversation, Lori suggested that they drive John to the party, and then I come afterwards. Not wanting to sound too enthusiastic about the prospect of being alone with Valerie, I took my time thinking about it, and then told them that that was probably the best idea. After taking down the address and Lori’s cell phone number, I told John that I would see him in a bit.
When I returned to the bar the bartender was still talking to Valerie, who at this point looked thoroughly annoyed and was downing her drink. Upon seeing me she smiled and had a look of relief on her face.
“Hi, you’re back!”
“Yeah, John and those two girls are off to a party.”
“Oh Jeff, I am sorry. Look, just drop me off at the house, and then go. Please, I’m sorry this turned out to be an awful night. Imagine babysitting, me?”
“Don’t worry about it. I really didn’t feel like going to the party right now anyway. I have the address so…,” I said shrugging my shoulders and showing her the scrap paper that I scribbled on.
“Okay, are you ready?”
“Whenever you are?”
It was pretty packed in this area by now. When she got off the barstool our bodies touched and she looked up at me licking her lips, unconsciously. My gaze fell to her lips and I wished that it was my tongue licking them. When I returned my gaze to her eyes for just an instant, I noticed she was looking at my lips as well, but she quickly turned and started to walk for the door.
The ride in the car was quiet, neither one of us saying much more than simple comments on the weather and the fact that the low thunder and lightning in the distance indicated rain. When we arrived back at the house Valerie got out of the car and when she bent over to talk through the car window. I caught a glimpse of her breasts, and of course only half listened as she told me told me to go to the party.
A crackle of thunder made her stand straight up, and then she said that she was going to take a short walk on the beach and clear her head. She thanked me for the dinner and the ride, blew me a kiss, and then turned around heading toward the beach. I watched as she walked, making her way to the small boardwalk. I breathed deeply as I caught sight of her ass cheeks when she bent over to take off her sandals.
I struggled with what I was going to do next, and it wasn’t until it started pouring and I was out of the car heading towards her that I fully realized what I was about to embark on.
Through the rain I was able to see Valerie. Lightening shot across the sky, illuminating her figure. She was standing there looking out towards the ocean holding her sandals in her hand. I ran toward her direction, the cold sand on my feet. The rain pierced through my clothes sending chills throughout my body. I wasn’t sure if it was the coldness or the excitement that I was feeling as I approached her. Valerie turned as if she felt my presence behind her. She didn’t seem surprised and smiled at me, her face dripping with rain drops.
“Valerie?” I whispered as she closed her eyes lifting her face towards me. I took her in my arms and she clung to me, her body pressing against mine felt warm, wonderful, and wet.
“I hoped you would come to me, Jeff.” She whispered in a hoarse voice. “I know that it’s not right and I shouldn’t feel that way?”
I bent my head using my fingers to lift her chin, looking into her beautiful face, and then I kissed her lightly on her lips. At first she didn’t respond and I thought maybe I heard her wrong. I was about to tell her I was sorry, when her hands suddenly reached around my neck, holding my face to hers, and then Valerie kissed me. Our lips met, spreading apart. Our tongues encircle one another’s.
The next thunderclap jerked us apart as we looked at one another laughing; a nervous and awkward laughter. I point back to the house and she nods. Together we run across the beach to my house then just as we are going to enter, I grab her hand turning her around to face me. She opened her mouth to say something, but I kiss her hard and push her up against the house. She didn’t resist me at all and Valerie returns the kiss. Her arms are going around my neck pulling me closer to her. I start to kiss her neck, sucking and licking the rain off her skin. My hands going under her wet shirt caressing her skin, and teasing her nipples with my thumbs. I return to kissing her lips.
Her moan against my lips makes me aware that there will be no protesting on her part, and then I slide my hands down her back and over her abdomen. I undo the top button and slide her shorts down leaving her underwear on. She murmurs my name, as I lick her nipples through her wet T-shirt. Valerie arches her back pressing closer to me. She then reaches up to hold onto the boards under the steps leading to the upstairs deck. I lift her T-shirt and kiss her stomach, feeling it stretch as she grips the overheard boards. I use my tongue and lick over her panties. Sucking through the fine silky material utilizing my hands to cup her ass, pulling her closer.
I feel her body lifting up and her covered pussy is directly beneath my mouth. I use my tongue and lick her clit through the material, feeling it harden under the pressure. I grab her legs lifting them higher to my shoulder making it easier for me to lick the underside of her pussy and inner thighs. I completely forget about the rain, thunder, and lightening. At this point all I can do is concentrate solely on making her cum.
I murmur against her pussy, “God Valerie, you taste wonderful!” I feel her body move against my tongue faster. I take my finger and slide it under her panties finding her asshole and slowly moving it around not going in, but just teasing her enough so that she begins to push against it, wanting it in her. I start to nibble against the soft area between her pussy and inner thigh this allows me to peek up at her face, and see this look of ecstasy on it. Her biceps bulges as she keeps herself lifted allowing me to taste and enjoy her body.
“Jeff! Oh God, Jeff!” She yells, and I barely hear her as the thunder is filling the air. “I need you to fuck me!”
And with those words I was almost over the edge. I’ve had plenty of girls, but this woman; this beautiful, hot, sexy woman wants me to fuck her. I wanted to fuck her so much, but I didn’t want to stop eating her out. So with just a few more agonizingly slow licks and sucks. I grab her by the waist and bring her down against me. Feeling her pussy against my wet shirt keeping her close to me as I stand to rise along her body so she could feel how hard I was.
We look at each other for a brief moment, and then she starts to kiss me. I put my arms around her and unlock the door, pushing us through it along into the softly lit living room. I pick her up in my arms and carry her to my bedroom, laying her gently on the bed and start to undress.
She takes off her T-shirt and then starts to remove her panties but I tell her to wait. Valerie laid back down watching me. When I am finished undressing, I bend down to her. I run a hand along her flat taut stomach, caressing her slowly, moving it to her abdomen to where her panties begin. I take my pointer finger and bring it inside the panties.
Never taking my eyes from hers, I make my way under the material. I flatten my hand out using my fingers to tickle her skin. Then I watch as she closes her eyes and arches her back bringing her lower body closer to me. I bend over her and lightly blow on her skin, smiling as I hear her deep intake of breath. Using my teeth and hands I slowly bring her panties down over her hips, pausing every now and then to lick her skin.
I hear her breathless response of “Oh!” as I hold her panties up to my nose breathing in her scent and see her bite her lip, while her eyes sparkle. I want to keep these panties and cherish them for the rest of my days. I am also embarrassed to ask her, so I reluctantly toss them to the floor and reach by my side drawer and pull out a condom.
“It’s all right, Jeff. I don’t need to worry about getting pregnant anymore.”
“Are you sure?”
She laughs, and nods. “Yes, I’m sure, I had an operation a while ago. Remember when I was in the hospital for a few days?”
“Oh, that’s right! I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be, come here.”
I look down and I am amazed that with this little bit of conversation my want for her never faltered. I lay between her legs feeling the warmth of her body combined with the softness of her hand make my body pulsate. Valerie wraps her legs around me as we kiss and I instinctively push myself inside her. She is so wet that my dick slides easily as I thrust myself against her.
We both moan at the same time and I position myself so I could fuck her harder, knowing that I won’t last too long. My mind is screaming, ‘Oh my God! Look who you are fucking!’ and I am aware that her body is tightening around me, squeezing me. My heart is pounding and I can feel that I am building up inside to explode. My mind is screaming at me to make this last and my body is betraying me.
“Yes, please!” She moans as I push deep inside her. Her cries become louder, then.
“God Jeff, fuck me!”
I start to push harder as her hips buck and thrust to meet me. I can feel her body rubbing against me, working her clit against the shaft of my dick, which carries her higher and higher. I reach down and work the nub, wanting to reach an orgasm with her. The wetness of her pussy is mind boggling. I keep a steady pace of rubbing her clit and hear her whisper “Yes, yes…right there. Oh, God that feels so good!”
I reach around to cup her ass, and gently ease a finger inside, which makes her moan louder. I use my finger to push inside her feeling that tight hole pulse as her body is getting more and more excited. I thrust my cock inside her feeling her pussy walls clamping down around me. Her body bucks beneath mine. Valerie is meeting each thrust as she grinds down filling herself with my body. She wraps one arm around my neck sliding it to my back her fingernails digging into my skin as her orgasms builds.
She grabs my hand on her ass and pushes my finger deeper into her ass and moans, “Yes__ Oh, God!” I feel her body stiffen as her legs tighten around my body and then using her muscles Valerie pulls me closer to her and with one final thrust, my world explodes and I feel my cum squirting into her beautiful body. I jerk violently while Valerie quivers, and grunt as she tortures my skin with her fingernails. I roll into a seemingly endless array of ejaculations as my mind goes into pure bliss. Collapsing on top of her.
We lay there exhausted; our bodies wet with rain, and sweat our breathing in sync as we come down from our passion. My head is resting between her breasts and I can smell her perfume and my cologne mingled together. I look up at her face and I am amazed that I just made love to this woman. The woman I have dreamt of for years.
I breathe in her aroma and kiss her softly, hearing her moan. I feel her lower body starting to move slightly, her hips rubbing her body against me and I begin to get excited again. I can feel my cock start to harden, and then I think to myself that this woman, this woman in my arms wants me again, “ME!”
I lift my head and see her looking down at me her eyes half closed, her lips tilted in a sexy smile. She bites her lip and whispers, “Come here.”
As I lift my body we are jerked apart by the sound of my cell phone. Both of us just stare at each other while, “Hell’s Bells” by ACDC plays alerting me that John is calling.
“Go ahead, answer it.” Valerie says, as I roll over to grab the phone off the bedside table. I watch as she gets up, gathers her clothing and heads for the bathroom.
“Hey John, what’s up?” I ask, hearing loud music blasting in the background and not really caring to go to the party I was expected to be at; I take a look at the clock, Wow__two hours ago!
“Dude?” I barely hear John’s voice with all the noise. “Are you coming? Where the fuck are you?”
“I came back to the house with your mom to let her in and it started pouring.” I said, trying to make it sound like I was annoyed at being with his mom. “You know how your mom is…she wanted to make sure the house was safe. Not like I wanted to be here, ya know?”
I hear a sound and look up to see Valerie looking at me rolling her eyes and mouthing, “Thanks a lot!” I smile at her good-natured reaction to what I said, and mouthed that I was sorry. Valerie flicks her hand at me and then goes into the living room.
I finish my telephone conversation with John, telling him that I will be at the party in a few minutes and get dressed. Before putting my phone into my pants pocket I put it on vibration alert and turn to look at the bed thinking how unbelievable it is that just a few minutes ago I was making love to Valerie. I instinctively smell my fingers and breathe in that scent of hers, the one I know so well.
“Hey?”
I turn and see her standing in the doorway and start to say something, but she walks up to me and places a finger on my lips.
“Shh! Listen, I…” She starts and breaks off shaking her head, putting a hand to her mouth laughing.
Looking at her face I can see that she is embarrassed. Her cheeks are rosy, her eyes smiling, and not quite looking at me full in the face. I can’t stop thinking how beautiful she is, wishing she were my age and that this was the start of a wonderful relationship. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach as to what she was going to say to me.
“Okay, look! I saw this in a movie once and never had the opportunity until now. ” Valerie says, handing me something and when I look down I smile. In my hands I held the pair of panties she had worn tonight.
I look at her not saying anything and lift my eyebrow. Inside I am thinking, “All these years I have taken her underwear and here she is giving them to me.” My heart is pounding and I try to resist the urge to bring the underwear up to my nose.
Laughing, Valerie looks at me, kisses my cheek and whispers in my ear, “Thank you Jeff, you made me feel wonderful and sexy.” She pulls away and looks me in the eye, “I haven’t felt that way in a very long time.”
I brush her cheek with my hand as she closes her eyes. I put my hand to the back of her head and draw her closer to me and kiss her gently. We embrace each other tightly, and before I get a chance to tell her how beautiful and sexy she has always been to me, my phone begins to vibrate. We look at each other and laugh.
“Hmmm…is that a phone in your pocket or are you getting excited?” Valerie laughs.
“Both, actually!” I say, and look at her apologizing. “Valerie, I want you to know that tonight was incredible. I have always…”
I stop abruptly as the cell’s alerter gets louder. Valerie laughs and kisses me on the cheek again.
“Hey, we have all summer.”
I look at her, my heart pounding in my chest. Did I hear her right? She said, “We have all summer” right? The vibration of the phone was getting louder and I pull the phone out of my pants pocket and look at it.
“It’s John again.”
“Go! Like I said, we’ll have our chances.”
I hug her again, not wanting to leave but knowing that if John ever came home and found us together. I’d be fucked and so would Valerie. I would never want to hurt her.
As I walk down the street to the party, I am playing with Valerie’s panties that I stuffed into my pocket. I turn to look back at the house, and see Valerie looking out the window. I am not sure if she is watching me, or looking out the night sky. The rain had stopped yet every once and awhile there was some low thunder and lightening behind the clouds. I squeeze the panties tightly in my hand and I smile to myself and think, “Yeah, this is going to be a really great summer!”