Chapter 3: When September Ends

Emily's jaw also dropped as she realized who had opened the door for her.

"Aaron? What are you doing here?"

"I live here, Emily. What are you doing here?"

"I work for Kim Moody. I'm a part-time paralegal at her firm."

"Kim Moody is my mom."

"Oh..."

" ... Well, come in." I stepped aside to let her in. "You look great, Emily."

"Thanks." She smiled.

She certainly did look great. Her curly dirty-blonde hair cascaded down one shoulder in ringlets. Her dress was a shiny, glossy crimson that combined classy and racy perfectly: it came down to her ankles, but there was a large slit all the way up to her hip. Also, the deep "V" in the back allowed me to see that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath the dress.

"You'd better hope it doesn't get cold in here." I teased.

"Shut up! I'm nervous enough already!" She laughed nervously.

"Or that you don't get ... Aroused..." I said mock-seductively, lightly running my hand down her bare back.

"Quit that!" She shivered and smacked my hand away, just before my mom looked over.

"Aaron, I see you've met Emily. She's my new paralegal, so you'll be seeing a lot more of her. Try not to scare her off." My mom said, feigning sternness.

"Right you are, mother." I said, exasperated.

I led Emily over to a quieter part of the house so we could talk.

"How do you have time for playing basketball, being a student, and working at my mom's firm?" I asked her.

"Well, I'm only working part-time, and basketball's really just for fun." She explained. "Besides, the paralegal work will help me get experience working in a legal environment."

"So you plan to become a lawyer, then?"

"I think so. Both my parents are doctors, and I don't really feel like following in their footsteps."

We chatted for a while longer, until Emily asked something I wasn't ready for.

"Aaron, I hope you don't mind me asking, but where's your dad?"

Seeing the look on my face, she quickly apologized and assured me I didn't have to talk about it.

"It's fine. Since we're going to be seeing more of each other because of your job, you might as well know." I took a breath. "My dad disappeared when I was seven. No one knows what happened to him. I've asked my mom, but she doesn't like talking about it, even to Nicole and I. It'll be ten years pretty soon, so my memories of him are a little fuzzy."

"I'm so sorry." She said, giving me a hug.

"It's fine. I turned out pretty well, don't you think?" I smiled weakly.

"Yes, I do." She said.

With that, she lifted up my head and gave me a kiss. Because of her heels, I barely needed to bend down to reach her mouth. We stood there in the dimly lit corner for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a minute or two.

"C'mon, show me the upstairs." She said as she took my hand and led me upstairs.

I showed her Nicole's room, the guest room, the game room, and even Nicole and I's bathroom before we finally came to my room.

"And here's my room." I announced, leading her in with my hand on the small of her back. She took a look around before seeing something she liked.

"Lots of books, more books, even more books (what can I say? I like to read), computer, trophies, drawings ... Guitars! You play guitar?"

"Yeah."

"Play me something!"

"Alright." I smiled, glad for this distraction from thinking about my dad.

I picked up my acoustic and began strumming absentmindedly.

"What's your favorite song?" I asked her.

"Hmm ... I don't know. You know I like rock."

I picked a song: "Wake Me Up When September Ends" by Green Day.

As soon as I played the iconic opening notes, Emily exclaimed, "Oh, I love this song!"

I smiled at her as I began singing.

"Summer has come and passed, the innocent can never last

Wake me up when September ends

Like my father's come to pass, seven years has gone so fast

Wake me up when September ends"

Emily sat down next to me on my couch to listen to the rest of the song.

" ... Wake me up when September ends"

I looked up at Emily, her eyes misty as I finished the song.

"That was beautiful, Aaron." She murmured.

"Thanks." I smiled shyly at her as I got up to put my guitar away. I knew my singing voice was only alright, but it was nice of her to say anyway.

When I sat back on the couch, Emily leaned into me, resting her head on my chest as we both stared at the surfing poster on my wall. I started stroking her hair.

We sat there like that for a long time, both lost in our thoughts.

I leaned over to kiss Emily on the top of the head. When I did, she lifted her head up and kissed me back. Just when I thought she was going to pull away, Emily leaned into the kiss even more and started softly rubbing my thigh. Button by button, she opened up my shirt and took it off. She did the same for my pants and boxers, sliding them off together so I could kick them away.

I decided to take a more dominant approach this time. Pushing Emily down so she was laying on the couch, I climbed on top of her. I planted kisses on her neck and collarbone on my way down to her chest.

When I pulled her dress straps down off of her shoulders, my suspicions that she was braless were confirmed. I grabbed a breast in each hand, gently squeezing and caressing their soft, warm flesh.

"Aaron -- the door..." She moaned urgently

I got up to close and lock the door, and when I came back, I found Emily bent over the arm of the couch, waiting for me.

"There isn't much time." She urged.

How could I refuse an offer like that?

I hiked up her dress above her waist, taking care not to rip it. She had white lace panties on, which I slid down her legs and tossed aside. Then, I used my foot to kick her heeled feet apart in order to spread her long, tapered legs. (Not violently, obviously.)

I licked my fingers so I could insert them into her more easily, but when I reached down there, I found that she was already sopping wet.

"Little excited, were we?" I asked her as I grabbed my rock-hard dick and rubbed the head up and down in her slit.

"Fuuuuuuuck..." She moaned in response.

Having decided that I had teased her enough, I plunged my cock a couple inches in. Emily gasped, telling me to keep going. When I pushed the rest of my cock in, Emily had to muffle her scream by biting her bottom lip.

She reached back to spread her own ass cheeks, allowing for even deeper penetration.

"Ahh! Deeper, Aaron..." Emily cried.

I did my best to oblige her, forcing my cock in as far as I could on each thrust. Emily's moans grew louder and louder. For some reason, I felt compelled to give Emily's ass a sharp spank.

She moaned again, somewhat in shock and pain, but mostly in pleasure. I continued pounding away at Emily's pussy until my muscles started to cramp.

At that point, I realized how much of a toll this was taking on me physically. I did my best to persevere, hoping Emily would climax soon.

Fortune smiled on me that day as Emily let out a small scream. "Oh my god! Fuck ... Yes!! Aaahh!"

Her contracting pussy squeezed my cock so hard, I thought I was gonna lose it in there. Being me, I decided to try something risky. While she was cumming, I pressed a thumb on her asshole. Not in it, just on: I wanted to test the waters.

Luckily, she seemed to enjoy it, as her panting and contractions increased in intensity.

"Here, let me finish you off." She finally offered, after her pussy relaxed enough that I could conformably remove myself. I was silently glad that I had jacked off in the shower earlier; otherwise, I wouldn't have lasted long enough to make her cum.

I pulled out with a strangely sexy squelching sound, my cock dripping with her love juices. Emily made me sit on the couch as she took my cockhead into her mouth.

Suddenly, she grabbed her beautiful boobs and squished them together around my cock. This was the first time a girl had done that to me, and it was a uniquely sexy experience.

She kept the head of my cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and sucking as she rubbed her boobs up and down the shaft. After just a few seconds of this, she had me ready to explode.

I warned her by putting a hand on her shoulder, so she released my cock from her mouth and tits and started using only her hand. She jerked me until I came all over her tits.

I was pleasantly surprised by the amount that I shot onto her chest considering I had masurbated in the shower earlier. After I finished, she gave my dick a quick suck to make sure all the cum was out of there, and then began scooping the jizz off of her tits.