smiling hard.
He grinned back. “I’m not playing this
game.”
“Oh my god, she’s older, isn’t she? What,
like fifty or sixty?”
He began laughing. “Stop it.”
“Wait, she doesn’t have dentures, does she?
I’ve heard some guys like that.”
“Erica!” His eyes sparkled with laughter.
“Wait a second. Maybe she isn’t older than
you. Maybe you went after a younger one this time.”
His smile faltered for a split second, then
returned, “Are you finished?”
“That’s it, isn’t it? How much younger?”
He chuckled and shook his head.
“Twenty-eight? Twenty-five?”
He kept smiling, refusing to answer.
“Ok, tell me one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“She’s out of high school, right?” I asked
with a grin.
“Erica!”
“I’m going to have to hook you up with Danni
or Kelly.”
He gave me a quizzical look. “Your
friends?”
“Yeah, they’re the only two of my friends who
aren’t dating older guys.”
He smiled and shook his head again. “You’re
bad.”
“So, you’re not spilling it, are you?”
He grinned. “Obviously not.”
“Damn,” I said, and laid my head back against
his chest. I slid my hand around his stomach and pulled myself into
him. His arm felt good around my shoulders.
My eyes naturally landed on his crotch, and
it took me a second to realize what I was seeing. I could see the
outline of his cock in his tight jeans, and while he wasn’t
completely hard, it was swollen enough to be noticeable. I stared
at it for several seconds, then smiled softly.
I shifted against him, turning slightly and
bending my leg so that my thigh was lying across his knee. I
watched with interest as his cock seemed to stiffen further.
“Mmm, you’re so warm,” I said, and shifted
again, pressing my body against him, rubbing my thigh on his.
It had the desired effect. The bulge in his
pants grew, as his cock got even harder. I felt a wet warmth
between my legs.
“Erica?”
“Yes, Shane?”
“I’ve got to run downtown. You want to go
with me?”
I held onto him tighter. “No, I want to stay
here, just like this.”
“I have to pick up some things,” he said,
beginning to sit up.
I moved off of him and sat back, opening my
eyes to sleepily look up at him. “Ok, I’ll go with you.”
“Great,” he said, putting his hand on my
thigh as he sat up and stood. “I’ll be ready to go in ten
minutes.”
I watched him leave the room as waves of
pleasure flowed out from where he touched me.
Chapter 7
When Shane and I got downtown, we decided to
split up and meet back at the car in an hour. The town’s main
street was filled with small shops that I loved to browse through.
I hit a few clothing stores, then decided to get a coffee at
Starbucks.
I was standing in line, when a felt a
presence close behind me. I was about to turn when a pair of hands
came from behind and clamped over my eyes.
“Guess who?” a fake high voice said. The
voice definitely didn’t match the strong rough hands against my
skin.
I smiled and said, “I have no idea. Give me a
clue.”
The person pressed close against me, put
their mouth right next to my ear, and whispered in a deep low
voice, “We used to fuck in the back seat of my Camaro.”
Joey! I smiled wide, but said, “Sorry, that
doesn’t narrow it down much. How about another clue?”
“Hey!” he said with a chuckle, and I spun
around to look at him, grinning.
“Joey!” I gave him a tight hug.
“Hey babe, how ya been?” His arms felt good
around me.
“I’ve been good,” I said, smiling wide at
him. “What have you been up to?”
He shrugged. “Just home from school. Working
construction with my dad for the summer. Look at you. All grown
up.”
I wasn’t the only one who had grown up. In
the three years since I had seen him, his wiry teenage frame had
morphed into the muscular body of a man. But some parts were still
the same. His fascinating dimples over his square jaw. His jet
black hair
He grinned back. “I’m not playing this
game.”
“Oh my god, she’s older, isn’t she? What,
like fifty or sixty?”
He began laughing. “Stop it.”
“Wait, she doesn’t have dentures, does she?
I’ve heard some guys like that.”
“Erica!” His eyes sparkled with laughter.
“Wait a second. Maybe she isn’t older than
you. Maybe you went after a younger one this time.”
His smile faltered for a split second, then
returned, “Are you finished?”
“That’s it, isn’t it? How much younger?”
He chuckled and shook his head.
“Twenty-eight? Twenty-five?”
He kept smiling, refusing to answer.
“Ok, tell me one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“She’s out of high school, right?” I asked
with a grin.
“Erica!”
“I’m going to have to hook you up with Danni
or Kelly.”
He gave me a quizzical look. “Your
friends?”
“Yeah, they’re the only two of my friends who
aren’t dating older guys.”
He smiled and shook his head again. “You’re
bad.”
“So, you’re not spilling it, are you?”
He grinned. “Obviously not.”
“Damn,” I said, and laid my head back against
his chest. I slid my hand around his stomach and pulled myself into
him. His arm felt good around my shoulders.
My eyes naturally landed on his crotch, and
it took me a second to realize what I was seeing. I could see the
outline of his cock in his tight jeans, and while he wasn’t
completely hard, it was swollen enough to be noticeable. I stared
at it for several seconds, then smiled softly.
I shifted against him, turning slightly and
bending my leg so that my thigh was lying across his knee. I
watched with interest as his cock seemed to stiffen further.
“Mmm, you’re so warm,” I said, and shifted
again, pressing my body against him, rubbing my thigh on his.
It had the desired effect. The bulge in his
pants grew, as his cock got even harder. I felt a wet warmth
between my legs.
“Erica?”
“Yes, Shane?”
“I’ve got to run downtown. You want to go
with me?”
I held onto him tighter. “No, I want to stay
here, just like this.”
“I have to pick up some things,” he said,
beginning to sit up.
I moved off of him and sat back, opening my
eyes to sleepily look up at him. “Ok, I’ll go with you.”
“Great,” he said, putting his hand on my
thigh as he sat up and stood. “I’ll be ready to go in ten
minutes.”
I watched him leave the room as waves of
pleasure flowed out from where he touched me.
Chapter 7
When Shane and I got downtown, we decided to
split up and meet back at the car in an hour. The town’s main
street was filled with small shops that I loved to browse through.
I hit a few clothing stores, then decided to get a coffee at
Starbucks.
I was standing in line, when a felt a
presence close behind me. I was about to turn when a pair of hands
came from behind and clamped over my eyes.
“Guess who?” a fake high voice said. The
voice definitely didn’t match the strong rough hands against my
skin.
I smiled and said, “I have no idea. Give me a
clue.”
The person pressed close against me, put
their mouth right next to my ear, and whispered in a deep low
voice, “We used to fuck in the back seat of my Camaro.”
Joey! I smiled wide, but said, “Sorry, that
doesn’t narrow it down much. How about another clue?”
“Hey!” he said with a chuckle, and I spun
around to look at him, grinning.
“Joey!” I gave him a tight hug.
“Hey babe, how ya been?” His arms felt good
around me.
“I’ve been good,” I said, smiling wide at
him. “What have you been up to?”
He shrugged. “Just home from school. Working
construction with my dad for the summer. Look at you. All grown
up.”
I wasn’t the only one who had grown up. In
the three years since I had seen him, his wiry teenage frame had
morphed into the muscular body of a man. But some parts were still
the same. His fascinating dimples over his square jaw. His jet
black hair
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