Sex in the Sky

The next day I woke up like I usually did. Went through my normal morning routine, as I got out of the shower, got dressed. I went to the kitchen to fix my morning meal of bacon, eggs, toast and coffee. I was surprised when Sue walked in to the kitchen, as she normally does not get up this early. She does not need to be at work for at least an hour and a half. She looked at me and asked, “You ok with what you did last night?”

“Yeah I figure I’m still the same person afterwards as I was before. Although I did get my curiosity satisfied.” I replied.

“Would you still like to do it again?” Sue asked.

“Yeah my mind has not changed on that. What about you have you changed your mind on this activity? Would you like me to stop? I asked her.

“No my mind has not changed, I was just afraid that it some how affected you. I have read that some men who have experienced what you did last night get confused. They start thinking because they have experienced sex with a man they must be gay or some start to have violent angry feelings develop in side of themselves and lash out at the ones close to them.” She said.

“Well I’m not gay, being gay is has more to do with who you emotionally bond with than it has to do with sex. As for the violent part you should know better after living with me for twenty five years.”

I looked up at the clock and noticed it was almost time for me to leave for work. I made a quick lunch for my self and kissed Sue good-bye for the day. It was my normal bullshit day at work it seemed at least twice and hour I just kept saying to my self-jeeze why can’t these two idiots just run a business. Everything has to be crisis. As for my co-workers, I swear to God if bullets didn’t cost so much I would take them out and shoot them myself. I swear I have never seen such a bunch of worthless shits in my life. I just kept telling my self though it’s a pay check that pays the bills, it’s better to keep you mouth shut and your head down and just get through the day. I was eating my ham sandwich out in my car when my cell phone rang. I took it off my belt and answered it. “Hello,” I said in to the receiver.

Hi Honey it’s me Sue; I was just wondering how your day was going? Sue asked.

“Same shit just a different day,” I replied then I said, “I can’t wait till it’s over and I can get home and relax.”

“Ok I was just wondering if you would mind if I went over to Diane’s house for a bit before I come home. Do you think you could fix your self some supper tonight?”

“Sure no problem,” I replied then I asked, “When do you think you will be home?”

“Around eight-thirty nine o’clock,” Sue replied

“I have to cut my lunch off early so I can get back to work,” I said.

“Just how long of a lunch are you supposed to get?” Sue asked.

“I’m suppose to get and hour but lately, I have been averaging only 15 minutes and no coffee breaks,” I replied.

“No wonder you hate your job so much. You work ten to eleven hours a day with hardly any breaks. How does he keep good help there?” Sue asked.

“He doesn’t almost everyone who works here is some one else’s reject. I really have to go, I’ll see you tonight when you come home,” I replied

The day was finally over and I got back home around 7 o’clock my usual time I threw something simple in the micro wave and flipped on the history channel to watch while I ate my supper. When I was done eating I put my dish in the sink and went to my home office and flipped on my computer and activated yahoo messenger. I noticed my friend Bob was online he messaged me. “Haven’t heard from you in a couple of days. Is everything ok?” He asked

I typed back, “Yeah I think so. You won’t believe what I did last night.”

“What was that?” Bob asked. “I sucked my first cock in 20 years,” I typed.

“Your kidding, how did it happen?” Bob typed.

“Sue had her friend come over you know the one I told you about. At first the four of us were discussing the possibility and what I thought of it and if I would do it if I had the opportunity. Then Sue and Diane went in the kitchen and he and I talked about it a little. Sue and Diane returned from the kitchen and John told them what we were talking about and I guess one thing led to another.” I typed.

“Wow your kidding, right. Your telling me you not only sucked him off but your wife and his wife watched you do it?” Bob asked.

“Yeah that is pretty much how it happened,” I replied.

“Your wife didn’t freak out,” Bob asked.

“I know it sounds strange but she is the one who encouraged me to do it and man she really enjoyed watching,” I replied. I then heard the doorbell and excused my self from our conversation. It was John; I opened the door and invited him in. When he came in he asked, “Is everything ok?”

“Yes,” I replied then I asked, “Are you ok with what we did last night? You don’t have any regrets do you?”

“Just one,” John said.

“What is that?” I replied.

“I didn’t get to return the favor,” John said.

“That is easy enough to remedy,” I said. Then I continued, ‘Just one thing though, I get to suck you first.”

“When would you like to do this?” John asked.

I looked at my watch and it read 7:45 then I looked at John and said, “How about right now? Would you like to go in the living room and continue?” I then turned and walked in to the living room. I turned around and reached down and unbuttoned John’s pants. I reach down and undid my own pants and pull them off then I took my shirt off. Standing naked in front of John I reach down and pulled his pants down to his ankles as I knelt in front of him. His cock was just inches in front of my face at mouth level still soft and flaccid. I reached up and started to stroke it with my right hand and holding his balls and with my left. John reached down and held my head in both of his hands. I looked up at him and slightly opened my mouth then he pulled my head toward his crotch. His cock went across my lips and into my mouth. I started to suck on it first bobbing my head up and down on the shaft with in a minute he was hard. John then held my head steady in his firm grip and he started to thrust his hard cock in and out of my mouth. Then he asked, “How do you like having a hard cock fuck your mouth?” I just muffled with his cock still in my mouth, “I like it, I like it a lot, don’t stop.”

Then John said, “You want me to come, you want me to come in your mouth like I did last night?”

With his cock going in and out of my mouth I again muffled out, “Uh uh.”

He started to thrust his cock with more force, picking up the speed. I was doing my best to try and keep up when his grip on my head tightened and he pulled me all the way down on his cock my nose was buried in his pubic hair making it difficult for me to breathe. Then John said, “You want my come in your mouth? Here it comes, I’m going to come, Oh god you made me come so hard in your mouth.”

I felt his cock grow even larger in my mouth then it swelled up and started to spew spurts of come in to my mouth I savored the strong salty slightly bitter taste when I decided not to swallow it then. Instead I held it in my mouth. I felt his cock start to deflate in my mouth as I was working the head and crown with my tongue when he shivered from the sensory overload and pulled his cock out of my mouth. I looked up at John and then in two gulps I swallowed his sperm and smiled up at him and asked, “Did you like it as much as I did?”

“Your about to find out,” John said. He then went to his knees as I was getting up. I couldn’t believe how hard my cock had gotten. No one had touched it yet, all that I had done was suck my friend off and yet here it was for the first time in a long time it was hard as steel. John stroked it a few times then he leaned forward and opened his mouth and went down on my cock. As exited as I was my cock grew even larger in his mouth as he started to go up and down on it, The fact that he was doing two or three different things with it at the same time was really sending me in to over drive. He was bobbing his head up and down while he was sucking while he was working his tongue around the shaft, head, and crown. My cock started to tingle and my balls started to churned I felt the sensation to orgasm build up in me. All of the sudden my whole body became stiff and with out realizing it I reached down and grasp John’s head with both of my hands and thrust my cock in to his mouth as far as I could and started to squirt my come in to his throat. My cock went soft in his mouth and he let it fall out. Then he looked up at me and smiled, then John said, “I know you enjoyed that as much as I did. I think we need to talk before we go any further with this.”

“I know what you mean,” I said. Then I continued, “Let’s go and sit down.”

I sat down in my over stuffed chair John sat on the end of the couch. He looked at me and said, “Just where are you at with this activity?”

Looking at him I thought for a minute then I said. “I really don’t know what you’re getting at. If you’re asking me if I’m gay the answer would have to be no. If your asking what I’m expecting to come with all this I would have to say I’m still discovering that my self.” Then I asked John, “Could you tell me where you’re at with this and what do you expect?”

“I’m just expecting some sexy fun is all maybe a little friendship. The strange thing is lately I can’t seem to get enough and Diane well she really likes to watch I think she is getting kinkier in her old age. So I guess it seems my activities are ok with her. The only condition is I don’t lie to her about what I do,” John said.

“Have you talked to Diane about her doing something with another woman?” I asked John.

“Yes we have talked about that shortly after I started to play with guys. She told me she did have a few experiences in college with her roommates then she said she would like to do it again with another woman. Since then she has found some one she likes to play with on an occasional basis.” John said.

“I wonder if she has talked to Sue about this,” I asked.

She has as a matter of fact; they have been talking about this now for a little while as far as I know nothing has happened. It seems Sue’s main concern is how you would react if you found out. She was afraid that if you found out she had these desires you would get angry and throw her out.” John said.

“I see your point, I also see the need to sit down and talk with Sue to find out how she truly feels about this. If this is something she wants to do with in the bounds of a friendship or even recreation. I wouldn’t have a problem with her experimenting a little. On the other hand if this falls in to the realm of lesbian behavior and relationships that would be a totally different thing all together,” I replied to John.

You really don’t have a clue as to what Sue thinks about this, do you? John asked.

“No I don’t, like I said I will talk to her about it and let her know how I feel and to let her know I will support her in her decision.” I replied. I then looked at my watch and noticed it was getting late for me. Then I said, “I have to be up early tomorrow. I should head in off to bed.” I said to John.

He replied, “Your right I have to be up early to. I’ll talk to you later. Have a good night.” John said. He then pulled up and fastened his pants and I walked him to the front door and let him out. I then went to the bathroom and took my medicine and went to bed. With in minutes I was asleep.

Sue came home about an hour and a half after I went to bed. She tried to be quiet as to not wake me up. I was not sleeping very well that night so I awoke easily when she got on the bed. I rolled over and gave her a kiss then I hugged her. She asked, “Is everything ok?’

I replied, “Now that your home it is. I didn’t realize how much I missed you tonight till you got home. The house seemed pretty empty with out you.”

“Really, I’m surprised you would feel that way,” Sue replied.

I rolled back over and went back to sleep I awoke when my alarm went off at five a.m. I got up and went to the bathroom and took my morning shower and fixed my breakfast and went to work.

Work was just one of those days when it finally ended I felt like I had been drug down forty miles of bad rode. The only bright spot of my day is when I saw Sue’s cheery smile when I walked in the door.

“Hi honey glad to see you at home. Supper will be ready in a few minutes,” she said.

I sat down at the table and asked, “How was your day?”

Pretty good, I have invited Diane and John over I thought it would be a good idea if we sat down and talked” Sue replied.

“What did you want to talk to them about?” I asked

“Just what has happened in the last couple of day,” Sue replied.

“Last night when John was over he told me you and Diane were talking about experimenting with each other. Is that true or is he blowing smoke?” I asked.

“It’s pretty much true, I just wanted to know what you thought of it before I let anything happen,” Sue said.

“Don’t you think it would be pretty hypocritical of me to be against it after what has happened in the last couple of days,” I replied.

“You have a point but I have a couple of friends at work whose husbands threw them out of the house for doing this kind of stuff. The poor women lost everything and ended up all alone because their husband didn’t understand. I just wanted to make sure your ok with it” Sue said.

“I guess tonight would be as good as night as any for you and Diane to discuss your options as for me what ever you decide is fine by me,” I replied.

Fifteen minutes later John and Diane rang the front door bell. Sue answered it and let them in. We went in to the living room and sat down. I looked at Sue then Diane and John. What an awkward moment I thought. I was wondering who would break the ice when Sue spoke up and said, “I think Diane and I have something to talk about would you men excuse us while we go and sit in the kitchen for a bit.”

The women got up and went in to the kitchen leaving an awkward silence between John and I. I looked over at him and said the first thing that came into my mind, “Sue told me you and Diane used to go to the local adult book store and do glory holes. What was that like?”

John looked over at me and said, “It was really awkward at first. I know it was hard for us to believe that such an activity like that could go on out in the open. The first few times we went there we were really shy as to how to initiate any thing. After the first couple of time though it got easier. I know she could not believe I would be willing to get on my knees in such a place and suck some cock. After awhile we decided it would be better if we met some one and maintained a one on one relationship with them.”

“You still go there once in a while though don’t you? I asked.

John replied, “I haven’t been there in about three months. Not since I hooked up with my two new friends.”

“What is it like in a place like that?” I asked.

“There is only one way for you to find out. You have to go and check it out for your self,” John said.

“I really don’t think I could go in a place like that myself,” I replied.

“If you really want to know I’ll go with you,” John said.

“When could you do this?” I asked.

“Shit, why not now the woman are in the kitchen discussing what ever between them selves, we won’t be gone that long,” John said.

“Ok, lets tell Sue and Diane were going to go out for a couple of beers and we will be back shortly,” I replied.

We went in to the kitchen and told our wives we were going out and would be back in a little bit and left through the back door. John drove us to the bookstore in his car and we parked in the parking lot. The place did not look like the stereotypical adult bookstore you see in the movies in that it was really well organized and clean the people behind the counter looked well groomed and they were friendly. We bought our tokens and headed back to the video arcade. The room was dark with little cubicles set up in rows just like an office building. There were men walking around and milling about. What I thought was strange no one was talking. They were just making furtive glances at one another. We went to the back row against the wall and walked down to about mid isle. John said, “We’re lucky its empty now.” He opened the door and we went in. I noticed there was a latch on the door and I went to close it and John said, “Leave it alone you might get the full experience tonight.” I had no idea what he meant by that but I left the door unlatched anyway.

We were in the booth a couple of minutes and I was beginning to think we had struck out. To be honest I was also beginning to have second thoughts as to what we were doing there. Then some one entered the booth next to us. From the sound it sounded like a couple she was talking to him and John said to me, “Wow your first time here and you hit the jack pot.”

A minute later we saw a woman’s index finger come through the hole indicating she wanted us to come to the glory hole. John said, “Now’s your chance stick your cock through the hole.” John reached down and unfastened my pants and pulled them partially down.

Then he said, “Step over to the hole and see what happens.”

He then pushed me over to the hole and a woman’s hand reached through and grabbed my cock and pulled it through the hole. While my cock was sticking through the hole I could feel her hand stroking me while she was talking to the person. Then I felt her sticking my cock in her mouth. She gently sucked me for a few seconds. She then stopped and said something to the person in the booth with her and I felt a different pair of hands on my cock stroking me. The hands were bigger, they were stronger and a little more rougher feeling. While this person was stroking me I could hear her voice on the other side of the wall then I felt this person stick my cock in their mouth. He started sucking at first then in an awkward way they started to move it in and out of their mouth. John started to massage my ass; man was I getting turned on the only thing I could think of was how good it was going to be to shoot off in this other person’s mouth while they sucked me. I had never seen who was doing this to me I didn’t know who they were or what they looked like but he was beginning to make me feel good. John started to squeeze my ass saying to me in a low voice, “C’mon man give it to him, he wants your juice, don’t hold back, he really wants your come man, don’t hold back.”

That sent me over the edge my legs and knees got weak. Causing me to almost fall to the ground. I braced my self against the wall and I could feel my dick get larger in the other persons mouth and then I felt an orgasm build from the small of my back and travel through my body exiting through the end of my cock as I started to pump come into the persons mouth behind the wall. I could hear the woman on the other side of the wall speak but unfortunately I couldn’t understand what she was saying but it sounded like she was giving the other person words of encouragement and approval as I filled their mouth with come. My dick went soft in their mouth then I pulled it out to my side of the glory hole.

John said, “Wow they really did a number on you how was it?”

“Wow” is all I could say as I pulled my pants up. Then I said, “It really sounded like they got off on it.”

Then John looked towards the glory hole and said. “Would you look at that?”

I then looked at the glory hole and saw a mans cock sticking through it bobbing up and down and John said, “Now’s your chance to get the full glory hole experience.”

Then he gently pushed me down to my knees and I was staring at the cock at face level. John then put his hands on the back of my head and pushed me towards the cock as it drew near I opened my mouth and began to suck on it. John then pushed my head towards the wall holding it there. The other man on the other side of the wall started to thrust his dick in and out of my mouth.

“Yes. She seems to enjoy it, and I certainly do, yes!”

“Do you cum in her mouth?”

Now it was my turn to be surprised. And I sat there in silence for a moment unsure as how to respond to this one, but she let me off the hook when she went on without waiting for an answer.

“Some men don’t like that, they think it’s dirty or something, and even some women won’t do it either for the same reasons. But I think that its something perfectly natural and wonderful, provided that the two people involved are open and honest about it with each other, but more importantly that they truly care about one another.”

Once again, I felt she was talking more about herself than anything having to do with either Tracy or me.

“So with all this going on, the two of you have obviously gotten very excited haven’t you?”

“Yes.”

“And you’ve certainly thought about fucking too yes?”

“Ah…yes, a few times I guess,” surprised at her use of that particular word.

“Only a few?”

“Lisa. I know that Tracy wants to remain a virgin until she’s married. And I know that you want her to remain one as well, so yes, we’ve talked about it, and yes, we’ve considered doing it anyway. But the most important thing here, if that’s your question, is no, we haven’t and in all likelihood we won’t do it either.”

It was at that moment that I heard the phone ring and told her I had.

“Would you mind getting it?”

In a flash, I dashed out of the bathroom, somewhat relieved to be doing so, and gently closed the door behind me as I left.

Tracy was surprised when I answered.

“David?” She questioned.

“Your mom’s in the shower” I answered truthfully enough. “Thought I’d better answer the phone, thought it might be you. Should I hang around and wait?”

I knew I must sound like I’d been running a mile or more, out of breath, still excited with my heart beating like wild drums. I half expected her to ask me what I’d been doing.

“I just wanted to call and say my replacement’s on the way. It shouldn’t be too much longer. You still want to wait for me? Or would you rather I call you when I do get home?”

“I’ll wait,” I said. But I wondered if that was the wisest decision I’d ever made. I heard the shower stop, knew that Lisa would be getting out of the shower, and that she’d possibly want to continue on with our little chat too. I still wasn’t sure if I was comfortable with doing that or not. But there was that other side of me that had found all of this quite stimulating as well as wickedly exciting too.

I hung up the phone, once again sitting down on the couch to finish my now fairly warm coke, and saw Lisa head out of the bathroom down the hall once again towards her bedroom. She didn’t bother closing the door this time either, and shortly after she turned the corner in the bedroom, I saw through the mirror as she dropped the bathrobe, and stood naked before my very eyes. She slipped from my sight momentarily and I saw a blouse and a pair of pants suddenly flung onto the bed. She came back into view and walked over towards the dresser, which contained the mirror. Almost immediately, I refocused my attention back on the TV. I knew that if I could see her, she could see me. I was determined at that point to completely refrain from even glancing in her direction until she’d finally left the room.

Minutes later she did emerge from the bedroom, once again wearing the bathrobe. She carried a blouse and a pair of pants over one arm. The ironing board was sitting where it usually was. All it needed was to be plugged in and warmed up.

“Would you like a fresh coke?” She asked as she walked by where I was sitting.

“Oh. No thank you. I’m fine.”

Lisa smiled at me, started to say something and then decided against it. I watched her walk over to the ironing board; bend over to retrieve the plug of the iron to put it into the wall outlet. It was at that moment I watched her robe part and got a spectacular view of her bare breasts. Lisa plugged in the iron and without so much as a care that I might have seen her boobs; she stood up and adjusted the dial on the appliance. Her robe was still slightly open, though not nearly as much as it had been of course when she leaned over, but sufficient enough to show a very open deep cleavage of those magnificent breasts. She looked up at me, saw that I was looking at her, and smiled once again. This time she nailed me to the wall.

“I know I’m considerably older than Tracy, but do you think my breasts are still attractive for a woman my age?”

My teenage years gave me away, and I sounded too much like Beaver Clever for my stupid response, and regretted it almost the moment I spoke the words.

“Gee Mrs. Stillman, I wouldn’t really know…”

But the ‘look’ she threw at me stopped me in mid sentence. She knew I was lying, and my face flushed almost immediately with the heat of the out and out lie.

“What you’re really saying is you didn’t get a very good look at them in the bathroom, or in the bedroom just now to form an honest opinion.”

My face went even a brighter red in color; I knew it, because I felt it. She’d known I had seen her both times. Knew I had been looking, and had obviously watched her undressing in the bedroom.

I swallowed, my throat suddenly very dry, wishing now that I had taken her up on that offer of a fresh coke.

“Well, I didn’t look very long. What I meant to say was, I didn’t mean to look, I just sorta glanced up and saw you, and then…”

And then Lisa pulled the robe off and as though suddenly in slow motion, I watched it falling to the floor as she stood behind the ironing board. I watched it pass by the edge of it, watched as both of her beautiful well formed and very full mature breasts suddenly sprang into view. Watched it pass by the tops of her legs, which now riveted my attention towards that area as well, saw the ‘black-patch’ of her triangle nestled between her legs, knowing I was not only looking at her breasts, but at her pussy now too.

“Now tell me what you think,” she said, and there was a definite ‘lusty’ edge to her voice that had not been there before.

“Your beautiful!” I said truthfully, for indeed she was. As pretty and as exciting as Tracy was, there was something to be said for the mature beauty that I saw in her mother. She didn’t have the subtle perkiness of still young smooth skin, but what she had was the lush exotic well-formed, voluptuousness that Tracy didn’t have. And it struck me as nothing ever had before, and perhaps ever since.

“You do like my breasts then?” She said, actually cupping each one of them in her hands. “They’re not as ‘firm’ as they once were, certainly not nearly as firm as Tracy’s are I’m sure,” I couldn’t not look as she stood there playing with her own tits, even as she continued speaking, “But large breasts run in our family, and one day I am sure that Tracy’s will look very similar to mine.”

I had an immediate picture of that. Lisa’s beautiful ‘cupped’ breasts on Tracy’s chest instead of her own boobs. And I liked the fantasy. Lisa saw me smiling.

“So, you do like them then!”

“Oh yes Mrs…”

“You’ve already addressed me as Lisa, I don’t think we need to go backwards here on formality just because you’ve seen me naked. Do you?”

This time I simply shook my head in agreement with her. It was easier, and I was beginning to find the parched throat starting to thicken my tongue with the inability to speak now as it was.

Lisa glanced down at her watch, “Hmmmm, I’ve got just enough time to finish ironing my clothes before I need to leave for work, and before Tracy gets home.”

I assumed our little game was finally over. That Lisa would put her robe on, finish ironing as she said, and quickly get dressed, hopefully leaving before Tracy in fact arrived home.

“So…now you get to show me yours. And you’d better hurry.”

“Wha, wha, wha-t?” I had stammered. Truly stunned now, and this time honestly not sure I had heard what I’d heard. “What did you just ask me?” I questioned once again.

“Well, I think that alls fair. You sat here watching and looking at me. Saw me in the bathroom…”

“I didn’t see much of you in the bathroom,” like that was any sort of defensive statement to have made.

“But you did watch me playing with myself in the shower didn’t you? You certainly knew I was doing that, and I know what you can see through the curtains, and I know you could see what I was doing. Admit it, it turned you on to watch me. If it hadn’t you would have left no matter what I said to you.”

She had me there that much was for sure. But the problem now was, I wasn’t hard. I had been earlier in the bathroom yes, and even felt it start to rise a little when she was in the bedroom. But now, out here, I was more nervous and scared than anything else, and my cock wouldn’t have risen if she’d started playing with herself. (Well maybe anyway). But I knew right then and there that there was no way I was going to be able to play show and tell with her if there was nothing to show, and nothing much to tell about in the condition I was currently in.

Thankfully, I think she saw it in my face then too. I was in a real corner with nowhere to go. But I wasn’t going to move from it either.

“Tell you what. Lets just say for the time being you owe me one. But the next time we are ever alone together, you at least owe me a peek at what my daughters been playing with and sucking all this time. Agreed?”

I’d have agreed to just about anything at that moment. I was worried of course that Tracy would be home any second now, and that seeing the two of us here together no matter how innocent it would seem, (provided her mother hurried up and got dressed that was), that I’d have a look of guilty written all over my face.

“Ok, sure. Next time for sure,” I responded sheepishly.

Whether it was luck, timing, or pure coincidence of circumstance, the very next Saturday was almost like experiencing De’javu all over again. Once again I had driven over expecting to meet Tracy moments right behind my pulling up. And once again, Lisa inviting me in to wait, the phone call, the apology for her running late because her relief hadn’t shown up. I half expected to hear the shower running. But Lisa was already dressed for work, so that much wasn’t exactly the same at least. That would have been really weird. Even so…

“Tracy held up at work again huh?”

“Looks like.”

“She say how long?”

Maybe I should have seen it coming, maybe I did even. But I went blindly along as though I didn’t or that it wouldn’t.

“No longer than an hour, maybe even a little less”.

“Plenty of time then,” she said.

And I remembered the promise.

“I don’t think I can Lisa. I know I promised, but I can’t just you know…stick it out like that and show you. Please don’t make me do that, not like this.”

“How then?”

I honestly didn’t know. I was scared and nervous and stupid feeling all over again.

“What if you were looking at me again?” she offered. “Would that help?”

“Ah, maybe.” I said, still unsure, still not at all positive I could do it even if she was naked.

But Lisa took that as a yes. She crossed over to the door. Locked it. “No sense taking any chances,” she said, more for my benefit and in some attempt to calm me down somewhat. Little good it would have actually done if someone had come home. How do you explain a locked door when someone’s home? Especially just the two of us, but I wasn’t thinking along those lines, and the locked door did help.

Lisa undid all the buttons on her dress and simply stepped out of it. Next, she reached behind and unclasped her bra nearly as easily as she’d done with the dress. Once again her breasts were bare, and she stood now in only garters, stockings and panties. The sight of her was exciting as hell and my young cock swiftly began to rise at the vision that I was looking at. But what really did it, was when she reached down and started running her hand up and down the front of her panties, across where I could faintly see that dark patch of pussy hair.

The moment my cock was nice and hard, I thought “Its now or never” and unzipped my jeans. The obvious bulge in my shorts was quickly revealed as I dropped my Levi’s down around my ankles. I wasn’t about to remove them entirely, and she knew that. Finally, I slipped my fingers under the waistband of my shorts and somewhat quickly, slid them down. Believe it or not, I wasn’t sure I was wearing the best pair of my underwear, and for some reason, wearing ragged or holey looking shorts seemed important all of a sudden for some reason.

“My young proud cock was standing up at least” I thought, and wondered just how long she was going to require me to stand like this in front of her.

But when I expected her to nod her head or some such, relieving me of my obligation to her, she just continued to stand there touching herself looking at me. And watching her doing that was having a pronounced affect on me as well.

“Play with it for me”.

And now I stood there in front of Lisa jacking myself off while she watched me, watching her doing basically the same thing.

After a few minutes of this I felt like if we continued, I was going to explode, and I was beginning to want to do that, just about more than anything. I saw an almost glassy-eyed look cross her face, saw her shiver and slightly bend at the knee. I knew she’d had an orgasm, even if it was a small one. No loud moaning, groaning, or thrashing about. Just a nice soft lingering cum, and it was the most exciting thing I had ever seen.

“You getting close?” She asked me almost whispering the question as she asked it.

“Yes…maybe,” I added unsure now if I should.

“Would you like some help?”

And that one I didn’t know how to answer, and just stood there. Lisa walked over towards me, reached out and replaced my hand with her own. I felt her begin to softly stroke me up and down, and knew at once I was a lot closer than I thought I was.

She’d knew I would be too, and covered the head of my dick with her hand just as the first splash of my sperm filled her palm. She stood there, jacking my cock with one hand, and cupping the head of it with the other in a somewhat useless attempt to capture all of my ejaculations. All I knew was that I felt dizzy and lightheaded. Lisa, Tracy’s mother had just beat me off!

I had hardly finished climaxing when I suddenly bent over retrieving both my jeans and shorts at the same time. I quickly drew them up together and in moments was zipping up my fly, tucking my shirt back in and feeling guilty as hell.

Lisa was still nude, hadn’t moved an inch, watching me do all this. Her hand was still hanging in the air near her breast, the palm of which was covered in my cum, sticky between her fingers and running down along the inside of her arm.

“Did you enjoy that?”

“Ah huh” was all I could manage to say. But I did nervously smile at her. After all, she was still naked, and damn she still looked hot. If I wasn’t still so unsure of things, of Tracy’s coming home, of what I was feeling right then, I could have gotten hard all over again in a few minutes. But as it was.

“Good. Then we’ll do it again sometime, when we have more time for the both of us to enjoy it,” she said. Turning, not giving me a chance to respond back to her, she picked up her discarded dress and bra, still holding up her cum drenched hand and arm, and headed towards the bathroom.

“I’ll just wait outside in the car for Tracy!” I called out.

But Lisa didn’t respond back to me. I fought with the door for a moment until I realized it was still locked. I finally turned the little knob unlocking it, and hurriedly went outside to my car. I was still sitting there when Lisa came out of the house, dressed once again and looking as though nothing at all had just happened. She got into her car, and began to back out of the drive when she smiled and waved at me, and then drove away.

A short time later, Tracy finally got home, and we hurried inside the house into her bedroom, and sucked one another like crazy for a solid hour after that.

I’d given her at least two, possibly three really nice orgasms by licking her until she was so exhausted she had to force me away from her.

“Wow!” She had stated. “What on earth got into you anyway? I think that’s the best that’s ever felt!” And if I had been, was in fact still horny, I suddenly lost the urge and the hardon at last.

“Oh…just been missing you I guess. We don’t seem to have the same amount of “special” time” as we called it, “that we used to have!” I didn’t run into Lisa again until just days before graduation. Not alone together at least. With the upcoming ceremonies and the craziness of graduation itself, along with several parties and what not, Tracy and I were never alone. We’d not had time to do anything except for some mild grab-assing, and major flirting, but nothing else. And my hormones were running on overtime.

And like all things, sometimes the pressure and adolescent stupidity contributes to situations that we much later regret doing. I know I did.

Tracy and I broke up on the very day we Graduated.

It was a stupid argument, an accusation made, (unfounded of course) perhaps by periods of my own nagging guilt, but whatever the reason, we had broken up, and my prideful stubbornness kept me from calling her or going over to see her and make amends like we’d always managed to do before.

Two, perhaps slightly more month’s later, I got a phone call at home. I remember my father handing the phone to me a puzzled look on his face.

“Who is it?” I asked.

“Don’t know, some woman, she’s crying and said she needs to speak to you.”

It was Lisa.

“Lisa? What’s wrong?” Once again all the emotions all the excitement, all the fear, nervousness, everything came flooding back all at once.

“Robert” Was all she said. And I knew.

Robert was Tracy’s older brother. He’d graduated the year before we had. He’d joined the Army nearly straight out of High School, and without her having to tell me; I knew he’d been killed over in Vietnam.

“I need to see you,” she said.

“Where? When?”

“Now, right now. I’ll come by and get you.” And the phone went dead in my hand.

I saw my mother and father standing in the kitchen looking at me.

“Roberts dead,” I said. “Killed…”

“Wasn’t that Robert’s mother?” My father asked interrupting me.

“Yes…she said she wanted, needed to speak to me, tell me about something. Maybe it’s got something to do with Tracy.” I added. And that seemed to mollify their curiosity about why she’d be calling me. They knew of course we’d broken up, so maybe this had something important to do with that. But they didn’t question me any further on the subject either. Even afterwards.

Lisa pulled up in front of the house, I got in, and without a single word we drove off. We arrived at a hotel a short time after that. Lisa went inside, I remained in the car. We entered the room, still having not uttered a single solitary word to one another, until then.

“I need you to make love to me,” was all she said.

We removed our clothing in silence, I climbed into bed, waited for her to use the bathroom and then join me. I had turned off the light, and as she came into the nearly dark room, she turned on the bedside lamp.

“No. I want to see you. Not in the dark, not alone.”

She pulled me towards her, there was no foreplay, there was no preparation. She was wet already, though why I don’t know. And I slid into her easily and quickly. And I came inside her almost the moment I did. She held me against her breast afterwards, softly crying, softly breathing into my ear, I don’t know for how long, it didn’t matter really. Then she rolled me over, began sucking my very limp cock, and brought me back to life once again. This time, I managed to last a while. And we rocked together for a much longer time, taking it slowly, exploring one another in ways I’d only dreamed of.