Chapter 13

I got up Friday morning late; dressed and went to tell the Millers I was going to mow the grass. Jack joined me at the garage; he helped me get the mower out and fueled. I noticed he was moving gingerly and groaned once or twice, I asked if anything was wrong.

“I sprained my back trying to fix a small water leak in the basement a couple days ago; I’m going to have to take it easy for a while.”

“Anything you need done, just ask. I’m just sitting around most days.”

“Kelly seems to be visiting a lot,” he grinned.

“I’m a ‘work in progress’ for her; and I’m teaching her to parallel park so she can take the driving test. We’re having fun.”

“That’s the most important part, just have fun and everything else will fall in line.”

I mowed the lawn; then we cleaned the mower and put it away for the season; October is just around the corner. Jack told me it was almost time to get the snow blower ready; he’d wait on that until his back felt better. I read for a couple hours; Kelly showed up around 4 with a small bag and some of her schoolbooks. She got her stuff put away, and we left for work.

It’s a Friday; with the all-you-can-eat fish fry, we’re going to be busy. Gary’s working 11 to 7, he’s got a music gig tonight at 8 and will be leaving as early as he can. He’s got the kitchen stocked, so I just need to clock in and go to work; Gary’s just manning the fryer; continuously doing fish, shrimp, fries, and onion rings; and the occasional fried chicken. I can handle the rest of it; for being so busy it’s still a good night at work. We’re putting small plates of fish and shrimp on the counter so the girls can take them as needed; the fish fry is a big hit. Gary leaves at 7, we’re still busy but the worst is over for now. The manager helps from time to time; he’s not a cook but can handle the fryers just fine. Everything slows down after 9; I can start cleaning up the mess we made. I take some stuff to the dish washer; the new kid is back and doing much better, at least he’s got it a little organized.

Chris meets me in back and gives me a hug and a loving kiss; “I can’t believe I look forward to going to work now. Kelly’s going to spend the night?”

“Yes. We’re going to spend most of Saturday driving around; she’s going to take the driving test soon.”

“She should take my car for the test; it’s smaller and easier to maneuver. I’ll have her drive the two of us the diner tonight, let her see how it feels. It’s a good thing you wore me out Wednesday night; I feel my period coming on. I’m going to be out of commission for a week.”

“If you decide to visit, we can still cuddle,” I tell her.

“You’re so sweet; I can still take care of you with my mouth,” she says with a twinkle in her eyes.

I give an exaggerated shiver; “You are such a tease.”

“You know I’m not teasing,” she says with a laugh, and leaves the storeroom.

Later that evening Kelly stops by the kitchen and confirms she’ll be driving Chris’s car to the diner; they will meet me there. It turns out to be a busy night; there’s a late night showing at the movie theater and people start trickling in around 12:30. Fortunately, I’m able to keep up; most of them just want snacks or a dessert. I get the kitchen cleaned up pretty quickly, but the dishwasher needs a little help. He’s going home with his waitress sister; she’s waiting impatiently so I let him go and finish it up by myself. I get to the diner about 30 minutes after everyone else; there’s about a dozen of us and 2-3 conversations going on again. Kelly saved me a chair between her and Irene; I get a soda and sit down.

“Sorry I’m late; I let the dishwasher go early so his ride didn’t have to wait, and had to finish up that area.”

Chris is directly across from me; “That was nice, you’re always thinking of everybody else.”

“It wasn’t that long ago I was back there washing dishes, thinking the night would never end. Besides, he’s still learning the job.”

“It’s still nice,” Kelly adds, “but that’s what you do.”

“Okay; no talking about feelings tonight, anything but that,” I state. The next thing I know Chris has her shoeless feet in my lap; I smile at her and start rubbing. Kelly notices and gives her a mock glare, then giggles.

“That’s okay,” she says to Chris, “I’ll get my turn pretty soon.” She turns to Irene and says, “He gives the best foot rubs; he’ll do yours if you ask him.”

“I just might,” Irene says, giving me a smile. “I’ve been talking a lot with Kelly; according to her, if I wait for you to make the first move, nothing would probably happen.”

“Well; you’ve probably heard some of the reasons I’ve been reluctant to start anything with any of you girls. Kelly’s been giving me a crash course in what a girl wants, but I’m still learning.”

“I’m not sure what to do, either;” is her answer to that.

Chris speaks up; “I’ve learned he’s a good guy, and will be putting what you want first. Besides, you don’t want to go through life regretting what you didn’t do.”

“I’m not sure about that,” I contend; “I wouldn’t want to regret something I did, once it’s done.”

“There he goes, over analyzing again,” Kelly injects. “Sometimes, you just have to take a chance; I don’t have any regrets about us. Unless it’s how long it took me to find out what a good guy you are.”

I’m blushing a little; “We’re getting awfully close to talking about feelings again.”

“It’s alright, honey; we won’t make you do anything you don’t want to,” Kelly teases me. To Irene she adds, “I’ve figured out that he’d really rather have the woman in charge. I’m sure he’d refuse me something he felt strongly about, but I bet he’d explain his reasoning.”

Chris takes her feet off my lap and is obviously putting her shoes back on. She stands up, preparing to leave; and says her goodnights to everyone. To Irene she adds, “What’s the worst that could happen? And the worst with him isn’t very bad.”

“What are you guys talking about?” comes from the other end of the group.

“Just figuring out what we’re going to do this weekend.” Kelly speaks up.

Chris’s leaving triggers a bunch of others; pretty soon we’re all getting ready to go. Irene’s car is parked next to mine; I give Kelly the keys, she heads for the driver’s door. Irene is standing next to me and asks; “So, what are you doing this weekend?”

Kelly speaks up, “He’s got Sunday free, you should have him make you dinner. He makes a great lasagna.”

I laugh and say; “It looks like I’ve got no plans for Sunday, would you like to come over for dinner? I want to try making a seafood lasagna; you could give me a hand.”

“Can I let you know tomorrow?” she asks.

“Of course. It’s only dinner; the rest is up to you.”

Irene pats me on the arm, gets into her car, and leaves. I get in my car with Kelly, she also pats me on the arm and giggles; “You did good; that wasn’t so hard, was it? Now, slide over here next to me, and we’ll go home.” Soon we’re in the apartment; not much traffic that early. Kelly puts her purse and sweater on the table, then turns to me for a kiss. “You’re going to be so good for her, I almost wish I could be there. Let’s go take a shower; then make love to me like you’re going to make love to Irene.”

We move to the bedroom; I tell her to wait while I quickly undress. I step in front of her, cup her head in my hands, and gently kiss her; massaging her lips with mine. I move my lips along her jaw and down her throat, while unbuttoning her blouse, then brush my lips across the tops of her breasts. I slowly push her blouse down off her shoulders, and place it on the bed. I turn her around so she’s facing the mirror, “See how beautiful you are?” I unfasten the bra but leave it on her, then stroke and gently massage her neck and shoulders, moving the straps down her arms. I kiss and lightly bite the side of her neck, while reaching around and cupping and squeezing her breasts, letting her bra fall. She holds her hands against mine and starts moving her ass against my rising erection, moaning softly.

I pinch and tug at her nipples for a moment; then move my hands down her sides to her waist, gripping it firmly and grinding my erection against her. I unzip her skirt, slowly work it over her hips, and let it fall to the floor; then have her step out of it and kick it aside. I caress her legs as I move my hands back up to her waist, ease my hands inside her pantyhose and panties, then tell her, “Wiggle that fantastic ass for me, help me get these off you.” She giggles and complies; with lots of wiggling. I’m kneeling behind her, rubbing my cheek against her ass and kissing and nibbling lightly; I work the hose and panties down her legs and off, one leg at a time. Now I can really caress her; starting at her lower legs and slowly moving up, stopping and cupping her sex for a moment; then standing up and stroking her abdomen and belly, then her breasts again. My erection is firmly wedged between her ass cheeks; I bend her over a little and grind it against her. She’s moaning and muttering all the time now, “So good, so nice; keep going, keep going.” She bends over further and grabs the dresser. “In me now, please?” I rub my erect cock back and forth along her slit, then wet the head and line it up; I don’t move as she impales herself on me. “Yessss...” We take it slow for several strokes as she gets used to me being in her again; then she picks up the pace. “Now fuck me;” she pleads, “fuck me hard.”

“Watch in the mirror,” I tell her, “watch me fuck you.” I pound strongly into from behind for a minute; then slow, wet my thumb, and start tickling her asshole. She really starts bucking back at me, I continue until I feel my orgasm nearing; then pull out, turn her around, and lift her onto the dresser. I resume hammering at her; she’s wrapped her arms and legs around me and is pushing back onto me as much as she can. She pushes onto me hard one more time; I can feel her spasming and gushing; I pound as hard as I can into her for a few more seconds. I feel my orgasm approaching again; I pause, get my hands under her ass, lift her up, and move her to the bed where I collapse on top of her. She’s still trembling and muttering incoherently; I put my hands on her shoulders and push her back onto the bed, and start pumping again. She’s still got her legs wrapped around me; I move them to my shoulders, pump a dozen more times and start spurting onto her. This seems to set her shaking and twitching off again, now I’m just hanging on. Finally, I ease her legs down from my shoulders, and we both collapse in a tangle of limbs. After a couple minutes I eased back off her and stood up; “So much for taking a shower, then making love.” That gets her giggling, then laughing; laying on the bed.