I'd been chaste since my last time with Jean.All this time Mary Kate had been looking at anything but me. I couldn't tell how she was taking all that ...I had said. I had a sinking feeling that I had shot myself in the foot with my need for honesty.With a sense of desperation, I finished, "Mary Kate, that first time I saw you, that rainy Saturday morning when I first looked in your eyes, something happened to me — something that had been hard and ugly broke or dissolved and I felt like I was. “Charlie, that was like a preapproved loan. I’ll say ‘yes’ when you ask me out on another date.” She giggled, I smiled, and she disappeared into her house.She’d said she worked Tuesday through Saturday and was in school all day Monday and Wednesday nights. Thinking it might work, I called Saturday and asked her to show me around town on Sunday.“Oh, that’s right. Charlie ain’t from around here, is he?”“Nope! He’s a stranger in these here parts.”“Yes, Charlie, that sounds like fun. I’m pretty. As I got naked and turned towards the bed, I saw Jean remove her soaked nickers and casually drop them to the side of the bed, and I was right… no bra.She said, “Come on then, this has gone beyond that Christmas kiss, let’s make up for some lost time.”She scooted up on the bed; propped up on her elbows she grabbed her tits. Legs together she raised her knees up, then slowly opened up to reveal a very clean inviting pussy. As I looked up from her pussy to her face she blew me a kiss and winked.I. I sat for a few minutes in stunned silence and then rose up to go to the kitchen and tell her i couldn’t wait for lunch. When i reached the kitchen i found her frying the pappads and to get her attention cleared my throat a couple of times. As it seemed she didn’t hear me, i moved right behind her to tell her i was leaving. As i drew close to her she suddenly leaned back and rested her head on my shoulders with her face turned towards me as if for a kiss. My rod was iron hard from the moment i.
Read More