Chapter 10

“I’m still on the pill.” She explored my erection with her fingers while I probed her pussy with mine. “Your dick is bigger than I remember.” She closed her delicate hand around it. “The rest of you grew and filled out, so it makes sense. Did you have fun in college too?”

“Some.” I slid another finger into her wet hole and stirred her moisture until she pulled me on top of her. We arranged ourselves so I could mount her in an approximation of the missionary position, limbs folded to accommodate the cramped back seat of the compact sedan, the way we had figured out years earlier. She held my penis in one hand and parted her fuzzy lips with the other to help us align. I moved slowly inside.

She was hot and buttery-slick like I remembered, her walls gripping me tightly as I advanced. I pushed in deeper, and she put her heels on my back to help. I felt myself graze bottom when our hair met.

Her fingers interlocked behind my neck. “You never did that before.”

“What?”

She kissed me urgently. “Filled me so well. I remember how it used to be, and you’re in deeper now. It almost hurts, but not quite.”

I pulled partway out and fondled her little breasts. She wriggled under me and squeezed her heels against my butt to urge me deep again. We didn’t go too fast, stopping every once in a while to kiss and caress. After a while, she spoke. “I needed this.”

“I didn’t think we’d ever do this again.” I sped up a little in response to her movements. She cried out and stiffened, and then fucked me back more vigorously than before. I worked my hand between us to play with the wet tissues around her clit. That did it for both of us. Her body locked to mine, and her vaginal walls milked me. I grunted through my orgasm, pulsing semen into her depths.

We kissed more softly as we calmed down. My spent cock slipped from her. We sat up, comfortable with our nakedness in the privacy of her fogged-up car.

She fondled my tired penis. “Will we be okay at work?”

“Because we did this?”

“Because we both know we’ll do it again.”

I played with her nipple. “I think so. But next time, let’s not do it in the back seat.”

She parked on the street in front of my car. We said our usual good night in case anyone woke up and looked outside, and I drove home. We didn’t see each other over the weekend. I was tempted to call, but if her parents answered, I wasn’t sure what I’d say. The following week it was my turn to drive. Katie got in my passenger’s seat when I stopped in front of her house. “I’ve been thinking about what you said Friday night.”

“What was that?”

She stroked my upper thigh as I drove. “About back seats. We were pretty cramped, and your car isn’t any better. Your parents both work during the day.”

“I hardly see them. They’re gone before I get up, and I leave before they come home.”

“You said you sleep in the family room now?”

“Remember the blue sofa? It’s a queen-sized fold-out bed. Pretty comfortable.”

She squirmed in response to my hand playing with her slacks-covered crotch. “That sounds a lot nicer than a car.”

“We could check tomorrow.”

We punched in and behaved. I thought we played it pretty cool until Katie left for the restroom an hour before quitting time.

Frank came over to me. “What’s wrong with you two?”

“What are you talking about?”

“She’s acting cold toward you, and you barely spoke to her all night.”

“I’m working on some difficult stuff here, man. I don’t know what’s wrong with her.”

“You’re a shitty liar.” He went back to his chair.

In the car on the way home I said, “Frank suspects something.”

“What makes you think that?”

“He asked what’s wrong between us. We didn’t talk much tonight.”

“Do you feel bad about Friday, Ed?”

“No.”

“Neither do I. We’ll just have to work on acting normal. We did it well enough senior year in high school. I don’t believe my parents knew we did anything. My dad would have killed you.”

“My mother grilled me about it one day. Hell, I was eighteen. What did she think I’d do in college? I’m pretty sure I convinced her we didn’t ‘go all the way’, but I suspect Dad always wondered.”