Walking back toward Sheri’s apartment in the darkness of late
evening, her brother Kevin felt an entirely different atmosphere
from what he had experienced late that afternoon on the same
street. The tall palms, dark and bulky against the night sky,
should have seemed foreboding, but he missed that aspect of the
street completely. Where earlier it had seemed staid and
lifeless, the lighted houses now appeared warm and inviting, and
there was no doubt in his mind about the human qualities of the
people within. The surroundings radiated with warmth, matching
the almost iridescent waves radiating from his satisfied ego …
to say nothing of his body. It had been quite an evening!
He had asked Susan Hatton, wonderful Susan, to drop him off
several blocks from his sister’s apartment, as he needed time to
think before returning to the unfamiliar apartment and the certain
questions from his sister. He walked in a semi-daze, his gait
somewhat buoyant, as if his feet were hardly touching the ground,
and in his mind, he recounted again and again the events of the
past few hours, imagining far more significance in each turning
point than was actually deserved.
Susan had been late, more than half an hour overdue, and he
had considered his waiting of major consequence. Had he become
angry, nervous, or simply given up and left, the whole thing would
never have happened! Actually, he had considered giving up after
the first fifteen minutes, but it was because he had little else
to do and nowhere to go that he remained standing in front of the
apartment window.
He was watching the undulating hips of a young female
stroller when a large, expensive Cadillac came speeding up the
street and suddenly U-turned in the middle of the street.
Immediately his heart began to pound in his chest, but in spite of
his overwhelming curiosity, he held back from going out to the
curb, waiting to be sure the car was going to stop. It did, and
when he saw the girl behind the steering wheel, he stayed frozen
to the spot, taking in a vision he had not anticipated.
She got out of the car on the driver’s side, and for a moment
he figured she was someone else, possibly someone just visiting
the apartment building, but as she came around the vehicle, there
was no doubt that she was staring up at him. He silently thanked
his sister as the girl came into full view, her appearance far
better than he ever would have expected. In fact she was
downright sexy!
Her pretty young face was smooth and unblemished, a face that
could easily be taken as that of an innocent young girl, but there
was something more, something in her look that implied experience.
Her reddish-brown hair was straight and long, the purposely uneven
ends falling at least six inches below her shoulders, and its
thick lushness was such that he thought it would be a joy to
touch. He was relieved to see she was wearing a casual outfit,
the cardigan sweater with large buttons down the front, and a
short skirt of material similar to the sweater, and his eyes
roamed excitedly over the lush young figure her clothes revealed.
“You must be Kevin, Sheri’s brother?” she said, her voice
soft and pleasant when he reached the curb, slightly out of
breath. She extended her right hand as she came up beside him,
and he touched it lightly, feeling the warmth of her flesh against
his palm.
“Right you are. And you’re Susan of course!”
She nodded in answer, her bright blue eyes flashing as she
openly looked him over. He held her hand a little too long to be
a simple greeting, and the moment that they stood face to face
seemed like hours of intense wonder. He remembered it as being
the time of decision, the second major event of the evening.
As he thought back on it while walking home to the apartment,
he couldn’t clearly remember what he had said after the initial
meeting, but instead it had seemed like he took command so to
speak, guiding her to the expensive Caddy, then sliding behind the
wheel himself. He didn’t think he had even bothered to ask if she
minded his driving her car. One thing had been certain however,
and that had been his total unconcern about where they went for
dinner.
“If you’re really hungry, we can go to a restaurant, but what
do you say we just grab a hamburger somewhere?”
It was the right thing to say, though he wasn’t aware of it.
Susan liked his manner, because he obviously wasn’t trying to
impress her with money.
“Hamburgers sound fine.”
Her reply had made things simple for him, and he happily
drove the expensive car toward one of the nearby drive-ins.
They conversed along the way, but it was mostly small talk,
the kind that feels out the other person without being too
blatant. As he had surmised, the car was her father’s, but he was
surprised to learn that she had lied to her parents and was
supposed to be out with other girls from her high school tonight.
“It was the only way I could get my father to give me the
car. I didn’t want to go into any long explanation. He was late
getting home, and I was afraid you wouldn’t wait,” she said
smiling mischievously.
The prattle continued while they ate hamburgers and French
fries, and they became so engrossed with each other, they got
hungry all over again. Kevin was first to suggest having
something else, and she readily agreed.
“You know, I’d like another hamburger!”
“Me too!” she replied, and they both laughed.
They ate their second “dinner” in an even more relaxed mood
than the first. They joked about each other’s schools, and
compared notes on the types of teachers each had. Through it all,
however, he couldn’t keep his mind off Susan’s sexy body.
The top two buttons of her sweater had been left unfastened
and just enough of her young firm breasts was exposed to keep him
somewhat distracted. The lush fullness filled her sweater nicely,
and he was pretty sure that the small pointed impressions in the
middle meant she was wearing no brassiere. When she leaned
forward across the narrow table, he could look in the open top of
her sweater and see the upper part of her hugely-set breasts and
the narrow valley plunging down into darkness between their firm,
full roundness. When that happened, it was difficult for him to
hear what she was saying.
Several times during the meal his cock jerked hotly in his
pants from just looking at her, and, as chance would have it, when
they finished eating he was painfully hard. He stayed seated,
waiting for his hard-on to recede, and the moment he thought it
would no longer be noticeable, he jumped up and suggested they
leave. It wasn’t until they were back in her car that he realized
he didn’t know where to go next.
“Anything special you’d like to do?” he asked, putting the
burden on her. He knew what he wanted to do, but he felt it might
be a little too early to just drive somewhere and park.
“We’re near a place I know. You drive, and I’ll give
directions,” she answered, her smile telling him more than he
understood.
He realized later that if he had known where she was guiding
him, he most probably would have been too nervous to take
advantage of the situation when they got there. He had believed
she was talking about an ice cream parlor or something, and had
driven innocently along according to her directions, all the time
wishing that he had a private place to take her. In retrospect,
it was his success at covering his surprise when they reached “the
place,” that had to be the final significant turning point on the
road to his achievement of the evening. What remained was etched
clearly in his mind as an event he knew he would never forget.
He had driven the car without conscious concern where her
directions were taking them, but instead, he thought about the
places he might go later in the evening.