Chapter 11

Monday morning, time to do laundry again. Jill lets me in their house, I head for the machines in the basement and get the laundry started, then stick my head in their kitchen before I go back to the apartment. The Millers are having their morning coffee; I tell Mrs. Miller, “One of the waitresses will probably stop by this afternoon; she wants to schedule a time for you to do her hair. There seems to be a couple of them interested; we need to come up with a little notice I can post at the restaurant with your phone number.”

“I’ll come up with something today.”

Mr. Miller spoke up, “I called my buddy about your heater core, I’m going to take it over later today for him to work on it. It will take a day or so; we need to flush out your radiator before we put it back in. He’s got a machine we can use to do that; we’ll take your car over there to pick up the core and flush it then, if that’s okay?”

“That sounds good to me, any day will work; I just need to get to the restaurant by 4:30. I’ll be back in 45 minutes to put my stuff in the dryer.” I go back, take a shower and clean the apartment, then go get my laundered clothes. I put the clean sheets and pillowcases on, then sit down to read until Chris gets here.

Just after noon I hear a car; it’s Chris in her little white Mustang. I meet her at the bottom of the stairs, and walk with her to the Miller’s back door. Jill meets us, I introduce them and head back to the apartment; I don’t need to hear about hair styling. About an hour later I hear someone on the stairs, I meet Chris as she’s coming through the door. Jill has done her hair; shortened it some and added some high-lights, put a little curl in it. Chris is beaming; she puts her purse on the counter, wraps her arms around me and gives me a deep kiss.

“Jill is great; she did my hair, and I let her do my nails too. We talked and talked; some about Kelly, some about you, some about Kelly and you; she’s concerned about you joining the Marine Corps. Not really concerned; I think she just wishes you weren’t leaving. She’s a little lonely; the one daughter still home is not a talker, at least to her; and neither is her husband. I told her about my husband not talking much either; that seems to be a common complaint. Promise me you’ll talk to your lady, whoever she ends up being.”

“I promise I’ll talk; assuming I find someone that will put up with my quirks. Your hair looks very nice, I like the added color and curl; it suits you. Do you want some lunch? I made lasagna yesterday for Kelly, there’s some leftover; I personally think that it’s better the second day.”

“You made a lasagna? I’ve got to try this.”

“Funny; Kelly had about the same reaction when I suggested it to her,” I smiled. “It will take 15-20 minutes to warm up in the oven, what would you like to do while we’re waiting? We can talk if you want; or make out until lunch, then see what happens;” I tried, but I couldn’t resist laughing.

“I’ve been looking forward to making out with you all weekend; we can talk during lunch.” she said as she leaned against me and started running her hands up under my t-shirt.

I gently took her head in my hands and gave her a kiss; then said, “Let me put the lasagna in the oven, don’t lose that thought.” I got lunch warming, then leaned back against the kitchen counter. She took off her sweater and placed it on her purse, then moved in against me; we started gently kissing and caressing each other. She was dressed in jeans and an untucked, button-up, short-sleeve blouse, I was able to easily caress her back while I kissed her. At first, I just kissed her lips; then started kissing and nibbling along her cheek and jaw, then her neck and ears. By then her eyes were mostly closed and she’s moving against me a little; she turns around and leans back against me; I caressed her arms and under her shirt, and stroked her stomach. She reached behind us and grabbed my hips, then started grinding her ass against my groin, chuckling softly when she felt my erection. I moved my hands up and cupped her breasts through her bra; she reached up behind her and unhooked it, then removed the bra without taking off her blouse. Now I can play with her nipples, while nuzzling her neck; this went on for another minute, then she turns around suddenly and passionately kisses me, really moving against me. She starts trying to get my t-shirt off, then glares at me when I stop her.

“After lunch my love, it’s almost ready. Set the table, I’ll get the lasagna out.” She gives me one more kiss, then moves to the cabinets for the dinnerware. I get the lasagna on the table; we finish setting the table and getting drinks; then sit down to eat. After a couple bites she pauses and looks at me.

“This is really good.”

“You don’t need to sound so surprised.” I grinned. “Kelly watched me make it; she liked it too.”

“You’re right, I’m sorry, it’s that you just keep surprising me.”

“I’m teasing you; I’m glad you like it. Kelly talked to Irene; that situation seems to be a little complicated, I’m sure she’ll talk to you about it at work. When are you working, what’s your schedule?”

“My schedule is usually 5 to close, Tuesday through Saturday. I tried days for a while, but I can make more tips in the evenings. I think that’s Kelly’s schedule too; what’s Irene’s complication?”

I find myself blushing and squirming a little. “I’ll let Kelly give you the details; I’m sure it was private between the two of them, I don’t think Irene would want me to know.”

“But you do, don’t you; Kelly wouldn’t be able to keep it from you. Irene is so nice, so sweet and innocent; and young, a year older than you I think; it wouldn’t surprise me if she is a virgin,” is Chris’s guess, while we keep eating. She notices me watching her bra-less breasts, smiles and says, “You like?” shaking them at me a little.

“If I wasn’t eating, I’d have to be sitting on my hands to keep them off you. You’re just so gorgeous and sexy.”

“I like your hands on me; I want them on me. I like the way you look at me; my husband rarely looks at me or touches me anymore; he doesn’t even talk to me much.”

“I’m assuming it wasn’t always that way; what happened?”

“We might talk about it later; I don’t want to think about him right now.

“Okay. Unless you want some more, I think we’re done eating. Just sit there and drink your soda; relax while I clean up.”

I put the little bit of leftovers in the frig, put our dishes and silverware in the sink; and quickly wash my hands. She’s been looking at me, and glancing out the window from time to time; I walk back over to her, lean down, and give her a soft kiss. She’s still sitting in the chair; I move behind her and start massaging her shoulders and neck. After a couple moments she groans slightly, leans back, and relaxes. Soon she unfastens the top two buttons of her blouse and smiles up at me; inviting me to go further; I slide my hands over her shoulders and inside her blouse, cupping her breasts gently and playing with her nipples, which rapidly harden. She grasps my hands through her blouse and squeezes them firmly; “You can be a little rougher with my breasts, pull on my nipples.” A few moments of this, then she says, “Let’s go to the bedroom.” She stood up, took my hand and led me from the kitchen. “You didn’t get the chance to undress me before, do you still want to?”

“Of course, I do; it’s one of my favorite fantasies. Just stand by the side of the bed; you’re so sexy I don’t want to rush this.” I stepped in front of her, cupped her face with my hands, and gently kissed her. I moved my hands down her blouse and unfastened the last buttons; then moved back for another kiss of her lips. Then I trailed kisses down her neck and shoulders, easing the blouse off as I go, laying it on the foot of the bed. I put my hands on her hips, then lightly run them up her sides and circle her breasts, finally just barely grazing her nipples. She’s breathing a little heavier; I ask her, “Am I teasing too much?”

“You’re doing just fine; I’ll let you know when to speed up,” she chuckles.

I lean over and lightly kiss her nipples, moving from one to the other. She firmly presses my head to her breasts, moaning a little; I concentrate on her breasts for a couple minutes until she relaxes the grip on my head, then trail kisses down her body as I kneel before her. I unsnap and unzip her jeans; then ease her pants and panties down her legs, she places her hands on my shoulders as I lift each leg and remove the clothing. I straighten up on my knees, firmly clutch her ass, and gently blow across her sex; she slightly moves her legs apart and moans again. I slowly run my hands down her legs, then back up again, caressing and massaging as I go. She’s standing right at the side of the bed; I push her back on it and make her lay back with a pillow under her head. She’s giggling now; really enjoying herself, I hope; I know I am.

I spread her legs and move between them; kissing the insides of her thighs as I go. She’s wiggling a little as I reach her sex; I hold her down when she tries to lift her pussy to my mouth. I have my arms over her legs so she can’t move much; I gently spread her nether lips exposing her clip, blow again, then suddenly press my tongue against it and lick firmly.

“Ahhhh,” she moans. “You’re driving me crazy honey, in a very good way.”

I raise her legs up and put them over my shoulders, then run my tongue up her slit from the bottom to the top; working on her clit for a few seconds. I lick and suck on her pussy lips, then tongue her opening; she’s got her hands on my head, I let her direct my actions. She moves my head back to her clit; I use one of my index fingers to penetrate her slightly; she’s breathing heavily, I start slowly pumping her with the one finger, then gently add a second and start pumping slightly faster. She’s pushing back at me; I rotate my hand and fingers and stroke her g-spot, licking her clit in time with the strokes.