Chapter 2

We managed to act normally for the rest of the night. Chris went home after work; I went to the little diner with some of the staff for a couple hours, just to wind down. Tonight, Irene was one of them, a college girl working her way through school. She’d worked at the restaurant for several months, she was cute and very nice, always working hard and rarely making a mistake. She was one of my favorites, though I tried not to let it show. Kelly was also there and going to college too, a nice looking, shorter, well-built blonde; but she was harder and seemed to be a little angry all the time. She didn’t seem to like the military, and didn’t think much of me for joining, especially the Marine Corps. Gary was my age and looked somewhat like me; we started washing dishes and clearing tables at the same time, it took several days before the rest of the staff realized there were two of us. Gary was more of a goof-off and was usually in trouble somehow with the management. The night manager was with us; Rick was mid-30’s and sort of bland, a nice enough guy but always hitting on the waitresses. The other 2 girls that night, Becky and Anna, were new hires; both very pretty but I didn’t know much about them. They were shocked to learn I had joined the Corps and would be leaving in a few months; that’s what the night’s conversation was revolving around. About 3 am I went back to the apartment alone, the place sure was quiet. After another couple of hours of thinking about Chris, I was able to get to sleep; but it took a while.

Chris was off the next night, so I was able to focus on the job; Thursday night she was already in the break room when I got to work. There were a dozen other waitresses and others waiting to clock in at 5, we all just smiled at each other. It turned out to be a busy night, we just went to work and I acted like nothing was going on; though I seemed to be aware of where Chris was all the time. Around 10:30 work had slowed; she paused by the kitchen, gave me a wink and nod of the head toward the back, and passed through the swinging door to the rear of the store. I had nothing cooking and was just cleaning up a little; after a few seconds I followed. She was standing by the storeroom door with a little smile on her face; she led me in and closed the door.

“Please tell me this is lesson two,” I said. “I’ve been thinking about it for a day and a half now.”

Again, the laugh, more of a giggle actually. “So have I. You did good, especially by mostly ignoring me earlier.”

“Discrete you said. I looked it up to make sure I knew what it meant.”

“There’s the humor I need, amongst other things,” Chris said as I folded her into my arms. “You didn’t really need to look it up, did you?”

“Nope, I’m smarter than I look; as least that’s what I’ve been told. Several times, as a matter of fact.”

Another giggle. “Shut up and kiss me, we don’t have much time.”

I shut up and I did what I was told. This time was even better than the first; almost as gentle and we both quickly got to the ass squeezing part. It was so good we both started breathing a little heavily; then she pushed me back against the closed door and really started moving against me.

“I really don’t mean this,” I said, “but take it easy, I don’t need to walk out of here with an erection.”

That got a real laugh, seriously interrupting the lesson. Then she hiked up the knee-length waitress skirt she was wearing to mid-thigh, hooked one of her legs around mine, and really started kissing me. I did my best to try to keep up, but it was mostly a losing effort. I was learning fast; I’ve got to say, after a minute we both came up for air.

“You are quickly losing your amateur status,” she said. “I like it.”

After a couple more kisses, I said “I like it too. Remember what I said a minute ago? Now I’m going to have to stay in here awhile after you leave, so I won’t be walking around with a limp.”

Another laugh, then she leaned back a little bit, reached down between us, and gave my growing erection a rub while kissing me again.

“Again, I don’t really mean it, but you shouldn’t do that; discretion, remember?”

Another throaty laugh; then she dropped her leg, adjusted her clothes, and made to leave. “We may have to find a better place to play, and more time,” she teased.

“Speaking of time, it’s definitely going to be a while before I can leave this room,” was my response.

“Just double up your apron, that should cover it up,” she giggled.

“Yeah, like that won’t give anything away,” I said with a grin.

“It’s worth a try,” she said as she swept out the door with her own grin.

Several minutes later, with my apron doubled up around my waist, I was finally able to leave the storeroom. I tried really hard to keep the smile from my face, but I wasn’t entirely successful. It didn’t help much when Chris kept smiling at me over the counter.

The next week or so went much the same way. She didn’t work as often as I did, but every couple of days we were able to meet in the storeroom for a minute or two; I ended up walking into the restaurant with my erection already half started. The doubled-up apron became my usual thing; I told the manager that if I let it hang long it slowed me down. Not sure he bought it, but he didn’t really care. Chris would sometimes touch and caress me as she was passing to the back of the restaurant when no one was watching. I was able to repay her teasing once she was sitting alone on a low chair around the lunch table; I was able to come up behind her and massage her shoulders a moment, while rubbing my semi hard-on against her back. That worked for a whole 15 seconds; until she chuckled and moved my hands from her shoulders to her breasts for a couple of seconds.

“Damn it,” I said; “you win; now I need two aprons.”

That got another giggle, then she turned toward me, gave my woody a little squeeze, and we both went back to work. We kept playing around every night we worked together, mostly just kissing and gentle caresses; holding each other close for a couple minutes when we could. A few nights later, she seemed a little quiet. Still smiling, still a pleasure to be around, but she was distracted about something. I asked if something was wrong, she just smiled and shook her head.

Later that evening she stopped in the kitchen and stared at me for a long moment. I was a little busy putting a couple meals together and sitting them on the counter for pickup, but I did give her a quick wink since no one was looking. She stayed right there, leaning against the wall with her hands clasped in front of her.

“I don’t know the signals yet; am I in trouble?” I asked her with a smile.

“I think you’re ready for more advanced training,” she said; a small smile on her face too.

“I am in trouble,” I tried to joke.

“No; you don’t have to take the next level class.”

There were a hundred different thoughts screaming through my mind, I just stood there for a few seconds. She started to move on; I stepped close and took her hands in mine.

“I’m a guy; a young guy for sure, but still a guy;” I said, “I’ve been fantasizing about what I think you’re suggesting since that first kiss. Honey, I don’t think I could refuse you anything; not that I’m even thinking of saying no.” We’re both still smiling; but it was a different kind of smile.

“I told my husband I’d be a little later getting home tonight, that I’d be joining the rest of the crew at the diner after work to wind down a bit,” she said. “Is your apartment ready for a visitor?”

“One of my quirks is that I clean up as I go; it’s not much, but it’s presentable.”

“Okay, we’ll all go to the diner after work for 30 minutes or so, and then I’ll drive back here. You wait another 10 minutes, then come back here and pick me up.”

“I hope I don’t regret asking this, but are you sure?”

“I’m sure, how about you?” she answered.

“I’m hoping this isn’t a wet dream.”

“I’m really going to miss you when you’re gone,” she laughed and left.

The rest of the night took forever. Of course, we got busy just before closing, but I was able to keep up with the cleaning and re-stocking, and was ready to go pretty quickly. Chris and a few of our other co-workers had already headed for the diner; I walked in just as they were getting their drinks and a couple light snacks. We all sat together and talked, the girls asking more about me joining the military, and when I’d be leaving.

We talked a bit, pretty soon Chris said her goodbyes and left; shortly afterward I said goodnight and left also. Chris was waiting for me in her car at work; she climbed into mine without a word.

I drove off; and was quiet as long as I could stand it, then asked “How much time do we have?”

“A couple of hours. My husband is a sound sleeper and won’t wake up until 6 to go to work, but my car needs to be out of the restaurant parking lot before the day shift comes in here.”

“I’m a little anxious, and nervous,” I said.

“So am I, just a bit,” was her reply. “I’ve never done this before, but I really like you and think I can trust you. I’m not going to leave my husband; he’s a nice guy but doesn’t make me laugh like you do. You’re leaving in a few months; we should both be able to keep this under control for that long.”

“Well, I’m already halfway in love with you; and I know we’re not going to be together forever. When it’s time for us to part I’ll go quietly, but I’ll be thinking of you.”

“For God’s sake, tell me a joke or something. We’re being too serious about this; we’re just having fun and enjoying ourselves,” she said.

“Well, I know I’m going to have fun; I just hope I last long enough for you to enjoy it too. You won’t be my first, but being my second hopefully won’t be too bad. Did you hear the one about rodeo sex; trying to stay ‘in the saddle’ for 8 seconds when you’ve made your girlfriend mad at you? Right now, 8 seconds seems to be a long time to me.”

That got a real laugh from her; “Okay, we’ll be fine. Half the fun will be figuring out what the other one likes.”

“I really want to please you; just tell me what to do. Better yet, show me; I’m visually oriented.”

“In my experience, most guys are,” she smiled.

The apartment was only a couple minutes away; I parked and led her up the stairs and inside. She took off her jacket, and I turned on the living room lamp; after giving her a short tour she said the place was better than she had expected. We were standing next to the couch; I asked if she wanted anything, maybe something to eat or drink?

“Just you,” she said as she put her arms around me.

I thought we had been making out before; this was a whole new experience. Soft and slow at first; our kisses rapidly became heated. She grabbed my head and really went to work on me; kissing my lips and neck, murmuring encouragement into my ear. “Do whatever you want.” she whispered. I had been stroking her back under her blouse, and caressing her ass through her skirt; I moved one hand between us and gently cupped her breast. “Yes,” she moaned, “squeeze a little harder, I want to feel your hands on me.”

I moved my other hand between us and squeezed and fondled both breasts, still kissing; then she took her hands off me, leaned back little, and started unbuttoning her blouse. “I want to feel your hands on my skin, and put mine on yours. Unbutton your shirt.” I did that, and pulled it out of my pants. Once she was unbuttoned, she unfastened the front clasp on her bra; then paused, dropped her hands to my waist, and let her blouse hang slightly open. She looked into my eyes with a little smile. I put my hands on her sides, just above her waist; then slowly moved them up under her bra; easing it aside.

Her breasts were full without being too big, creamy white with a few freckles on the upper part of her chest. Darker areola, but not much; her nipples were standing up. I slowly leaned down and took one in my mouth and gave it a little kiss, then the other. She moved one of her hands to the back of my head and pressed me firmly to her breast; I began stroking and fondling them a little harder. I moved my mouth to her lips and resumed kissing her; I loved the feel of her tongue on mine. I massaged her breasts another minute, then moved my hands to her back and continued caressing there. She started rubbing her hands up and down my chest, playing with my nipples too.

I gave a little shiver and said; “Honey, I’m about to have an accident in my pants; can we continue this in the bedroom?”

She laughed and said, “We better, I’m not sure I can stay on my feet. I don’t want to stay on my feet.”

I led her into the bedroom, turning on the bedside lamp. “The bathroom is through that door; do you need to use it?”

“Yes, please,” she smiled. “Just give me a chance to wash up a little. Do you have something I can put on, a t-shirt or something?”

“Let me get one for you.” I got a clean shirt out of the dresser, and handed it to her, with one more caress of her breasts. “Will this do?” She nodded yes, took the shirt from my hand and placed her other hand on my chest.

“This will just take a couple minutes,” she said, kissing me again.

“There’s clean washcloths and towels in the closet, use whatever you need.” She headed for the bathroom; “When you’re done,” I said, “I really need to take a quick shower; maybe a cold one to slow me down a little.” That got a little giggle from her as she closed the door.

I turned on the heating blanket on the bed, it was a little cool in the bedroom I thought; then then turned the radio on softly. She soon came out of the bathroom in my t-shirt, gave me a smile and a kiss, then moved to the bed. “Don’t be long; you’re don’t need the cold shower.”

“Yes, I do; but this is going to be one of the world’s fastest showers. Just don’t start without me; or maybe you should...”

Another laugh, “This is going to be so much fun.”

I took the quickest shower I could manage; I don’t think I was in there two minutes, even with washing my hair. I dried quickly, wrapped the towel around my waist; and made my way into the bedroom. She was laying back on the bed in the t-shirt, legs crossed and a smile on her face.

“You’re gorgeous,” I said, “better than my fantasies. I hope I don’t finish too fast and disappoint you.”

“You’re doing just fine; you just need a couple more pillows,” she said with another smile. “I know a couple ways to slow you down, and besides, I’m sure you’ll recharge quick. Just climb on here next to me.”

I removed the towel and started laying down beside her. “I really want to take some time exploring your body; is that okay? You’re so beautiful, and sexy.”

“You’re definitely saying all the right things,” she smiled. “I’ve got a couple ideas on what we can do with our mouths, besides kissing.”

“Oh my God; I’m not going to be able to take much.”

“That’s okay, the first time.” she quipped.

“Oh my God,” I said again as I removed the towel and laid next to her. We started kissing, and I started caressing and fondling her breasts again through the t-shirt. She moaned a little and pressed her body against mine, rolling me over on my back and laying on top of me. I was then able to hold and squeeze her ass, and rub my hands up and down her back; I was in heaven.

She continued writhing a little on top of me, kissing me and playing with my hair and stroking my chest. She heard me squeak a little bit, leaned back a little and asked if I was okay.

“I’m great,” I said, “it’s just my erection is a little pinched.”

“We definitely don’t want that,” she said as she sat up on top of my stomach. “You need to call it a cock, and we’re going to put it in my pussy in a little bit.”

“In a little bit?” I whispered.

“In a little bit,” she replied. “First I’m going to suck you off.”

“Oh, my God,” I kept saying.

“Not God; I’m going to do it,” she said with a smile. “And I plan on having a lot of fun doing it. I’ll go slow and give you some time to enjoy it, but don’t try to hold back too much. Just let me know when you’re going to cum, so I can prepare for it. And go ahead and cum in my mouth, I want you to.”

I started to invoke God’s name again; but decided it wasn’t really appropriate. I just hoped he (or she) wasn’t going to disapprove; or call me to heaven before the night really got going. Chris began by taking off the t-shirt; finally giving me a chance to really look at her. As I said before, simply gorgeous. Her breasts were a little more than a handful, the size I quickly verified. Sensitive nipples, standing up for me to gently pinch and pull at. I fondled her breasts for a few minutes, alternately stroking her arms and caressing her abdomen. Her pubic hair was fine and almost blond; I toyed with it a little bit while she nodded approval.

“A woman’s breasts can be very sensitive; don’t be rough with them unless she asks you to. And take your time for the most part; although an occasional quickie can be quite nice. I’m going to slide down now, and we’ll start having some real fun.”

That’s what she did; moving down my body, then spreading my legs and laying down between them. My cock was as hard as a rock, sticking straight up in the air. She gently took it in her hand, then started slowly moving that hand up and down its length. She used a gentle touch; she knew a firm hand would set me off like a firecracker.

“You have a nice cock, not too big and not too small. I’m going to keep my hand on the base of it, so you don’t get too deep in my mouth and choke me. You can hold my head if you want, just don’t force me. Moan a little bit if you like what I’m doing; a woman likes to know her efforts are appreciated. I personally don’t like a lot of dirty talk at first, though some women do. I’m going to start out slowly, but I’m not going you tease you; move my head a little faster when you want me to speed up. We’re probably going to do this a couple times tonight, so try not to get in a hurry. Oral sex is all about pleasing your partner, kind of a treat. Ready?”

All I could do was nod yes; I wasn’t quite trembling, but it was close. When she first put her mouth on me, I froze; I’m sure I was holding my breath for the first minute or so; I think I remember her telling me to breathe. She kept a nice firm pressure on my member with her lips, and started slowly moving her mouth up and down the shaft; I twisted my hands in her hair and just held on loosely. It was wonderful, I couldn’t imagine anything better; I tried thinking about something else, but that was impossible. She started licking me with her tongue when I was almost out of her mouth, caressing the head and making me quiver; then taking me as deep as her hand would let her go. She started moving faster on her own, all I could do was groan and start panting.

“Let go anytime honey; I’m ready and this is all for you,” she said when she paused; then started moving her mouth up and down even faster, sucking a bit harder.

I don’t think it had taken 3 minutes, but I was done. “I’m cumming,” I groaned, then started spurting. It went on and on it seemed, 6 or 7 strong pulses and then it gradually slowed down. She stopped moving at the first spurt and just held the end of my cock in her mouth, working me with her hand; once the spasms slowed, she started moving her mouth again, not as fast but with a little more pressure. I watched a little cum seep from the corner of her mouth; she saw me watching and smiled a little with my cock still in her mouth. Eventually she pulled off me, looked me in the eyes, and swallowed a couple times.

“How was that?” she asked, then started gently working on my cock with her hand again.

“I have died and gone to heaven,” was my weak answer. “It can’t possibly get any better than that.”

“I’m not sure about better, but the main event will be just as good, just different. Oral sex is a gift to your lover; I’m just trying to make it as good for you as I can. I could use a drink of something now.”

“I’ll go to the frig and get you a soda.” I got out of bed and went to the kitchen; I got a bottle of soda and glass of ice cubes; I carefully filled the glass, then handed it to her when I returned.

“Do you want any of this?” she asked after a couple quick swallows.

“I took a drink in the kitchen, it’s all yours.”

“Okay, just sit the rest on the dresser and come back to bed.”

“That sounds good,” I said as I laid back down beside her. We snuggled together, holding each other close; gently caressing and kissing again.

“Just relax for a moment,” she said, “but don’t go to sleep on me; we’re just getting started and the main event is up next.”

“I won’t, I’m looking forward to the next step. Am I going to get a chance to treat you tonight? I’d really like to taste you.”

“Not tonight my love, maybe the next time. It usually takes a little longer for a woman to warm up than a man, but I’m almost as ready now as you were. My pussy is already soaked; while I’m playing with you, I’ll play a little bit with myself, making sure I’m well lubricated. That’s important for a woman; warm her up when you’re playing around, so you don’t have to force your way in when you mount her.”

“Don’t skimp on the foreplay, got it. I’m ready whenever you are, with a little luck I’ll last a few minutes instead of seconds.”

“Whatever happens will be fine, I’m already having a great time. I’m going to sit on top of you this time so I can control the action; we’ll try a different position after this when you recover. Just lay there and let me do all the work.”

“You’re doing the driving this time, got it; I feel like I should be taking notes. Are you sure I can’t taste you first? I’d really like to return the favor.”

“Later baby; I’m sure that eventually we’re going to try just about everything. Just lay back for now and enjoy.”

I almost invoked God’s name again, but managed to hold back the urge. As I said earlier, I wasn’t quite a virgin, so I knew what was going to happen. It was good she had taken the edge off, but I was still eager to keep going. She moved down my body and got between my legs again, this time on her knees. She leaned over and started gently fellating me again; I definitely wasn’t losing interest and quickly regained my full erection. After a few minutes she sat up, moved to the side, and let me move my legs back together. Still on her knees she crawled up beside my body, then took my hand and placed it on her pussy.

“Feel me,” she said, “see how wet I am? Right at the top of my slit that little bump is my clitoris; it’s very sensitive, usually that’s where I’d like to have you gently rub me. Not necessary tonight, I’m as ready for this as you are. I’m going to straddle you, then lean forward so I can grab your cock, then sit back down while putting you in me. I’ll probably use your cock to rub my clit a little, just because it feels so nice. When I get you completely inside me just hold still for a couple seconds; when I start moving you can move too. When the pleasure gets too much let me know and we’ll stop moving for a minute, and just enjoy the sensations. I’m on the pill; when the time comes just cum in me; I really want this too. Ready?”