Chapter 56

When our lips finally separated, a peaceful look had settled on Susan’s face. “What can I do for you?”

“You have already done it. Let’s just leave it at that for now.” It wasn’t that I didn’t want to get off, rather that I didn’t want to give her a chance to feel less satisfied.

A few minutes later, Susan got out from under me and grabbed her clothes. “I love watching you dress,” I said. “Undress too, but there is something about seeing you putting your clothes on that’s nice.” My thoughts weren’t clear in my own mind, and I was sorry I had tried to express them.

“Susan, I’m sorry, that didn’t make sense. I’m sorry your mom and dad are fighting again. If you need to talk to me ... about anything, please do.” Why I couldn’t just keep my mouth shut? I didn’t know, but I was sure mentioning her mom was going to cause a problem.

“I guess Jasmine told you that my dad is out again? I was pretty upset yesterday, and I’m sorry I acted like a nut. I just didn’t know how to respond. I hate him and I love him. He’s my father. I love my aunt and my mom so much, but I don’t know how I can choose between them.”

Oh, good, I thought, she understands how I feel. We hugged as hard as we could. I was trying to comfort Susan while she unknowingly comforted me about something eerily similar. “Susan, we’re going to make it through this. I promise.”

I wasn’t sure what I meant by we’re going to make it, but I knew I loved Susan and hated to see her hurting.

By the end of the third day of having lunch with Jasmine, all my friends wanted to know where I got the magic dust I had used on her. I downplayed the whole thing as much as possible, mostly because I still was in love with two girls. It wasn’t getting less complicated, either. The only saving grace was that Jasmine knew about Susan and let us spend time together alone after school. I was also fortunate to see Jasmine at school every day. Each day, our make-out session behind the trees had gotten a little more intense. Wednesday, Stacy and her senior, football star boyfriend joined us. Jasmine still kissed me, so I didn’t feel like the odd freshman dweeb out.

“Wow, this has been a long week. I think I might salvage a few B’s, but my parents aren’t going to be happy. I’ll probably get the are you on drugs talk again. If I’m struggling this week, you must really be having a challenge.” I took Jasmine’s hand in mine and gave her a sympathetic look. She leaned back on the tree and sighed.

I stood in front of her, pinning her to the tree. My lips kissed each eyebrow, the bridge of her nose, each cheek, and her lips. “I miss you.” My words seemed so stupid as soon as they left my heart and passed through my brain. I have seen her every day this week.

“I know what you mean. We haven’t really been together since Saturday, and that was so special. I don’t think I’ll ever forget that day.” Jasmine’s anxiety seemed to wash away with the memory.

“Hey, I know this might sound stupid, considering you’re about to be old enough to drive, but you want to go for a bike ride tomorrow? Susan told me she was going to spend the night at that wild chick’s house. So, she’ll be gone most of tomorrow.” I didn’t know where the stupid idea came from, but it was too late to take it back.

An uncharacteristic, childlike smile grew on Jasmine’s face. “Joe, the wild chick? You mean the one whose ear you came in?” Jasmine’s smile was replaced by giggles.

“Great, another historic moment for my archives of embarrassment. Does Susan tell you everything?” My brain scanned for anything else I might not want Jasmine to know.

“You got nothing to be embarrassed about, that’s for sure.” Jasmine’s hand playfully clutched my crotch.

“Joe, I got two more embarrassing things to say now. First, I’m not going to drive until I’m seventeen. Second, and even worse, I’m not sure I remember how to ride a bike. It does sound romantic, though.” Jasmine’s childlike face lasted for a wonderful minute.

I spontaneously kissed her. “That’s perfect, I’ll teach you. You know what they say, it’s like riding a bike.” I got excited at the thought of doing something that normal teenagers do together.

“What’s like riding a bike, and why does that relate to me killing myself on a bike?” Jasmine looked more playful than I had seen her for what seemed like too long.

“I don’t know, just be ready by ten tomorrow.”

“Whatever you have been doing for Susan this past week is great. She’s still talking about wanting to be with her mother, but she seems better. I know it’s hard for you, well, really I don’t, but I can imagine this has been hard. Susan told me you haven’t done anything except please her in every way she could imagine.” Jasmine’s hand on my cock wasn’t playful anymore.

Her hand massaged around my swelling dick, and under my tingling balls. “I’ve wanted to do this all week. Your kindness and tender kisses have set my heart on fire, but hearing Susan talking about what she does over at your house has set more than my heart on fire.” Jasmine’s hand guided my hand to her burning crotch.

We stepped around the tree with my back to it. “I know this is crazy, but you watch for people,” Jasmine said.

My zipper dropped, and Jasmine scooped my balls and cock out of my underwear. Her lips touching my sack sent an electrical pulse through my groin. She licked each testicle, sucked one in, then they were both inside her hot mouth. I stared down into her caring eyes as she took the time and care to make sure it felt as intense as possible.