Chapter 18: The Rendezvous

“Hi Tommy.” Ellen greeted her friend on the other side of the door. She then nodded her head at the stairs behind her. “We’re upstairs. You’re just in time to play Candyland.”

“Candyland?” Tommy replied dubiously.

“Yeah.” Ellen replied and followed it with a smile. “See what exciting stuff you get to do when you agree to babysit a five year old? Come on and follow me. Shelly is already here.”

Ellen led him up the stairs and into a bedroom. It must have been Ellen’s room. At least that’s what Tommy thought as he looked at the decor. He immediately saw Shelly sitting on the floor and they exchanged smiles. She had her back against the bed and was wearing Levi’s shorts and a t-shirt and Tommy immediately thought, Boy, does she look so good.

He approached her and sat down beside her, leaned over and gave her a peck on the lips followed by a “Hi.”

Shelly smiled and replied with a soft, “Hi.” and then scooted her body closer so they were shoulder to shoulder.

“Joey, this is Tommy. Tommy, this is Joey.” Ellen said, interrupting the couple’s private exchange.

When Tommy heard Ellen’s introduction, Tommy looked back across a game board and noticed a young boy sitting beside Ellen. It was weird that he hadn’t even noticed him before. I guess I was too distracted.

He looked at the young boy who was curiously looking at both him and Shelly. “Hi, Joey.” Tommy said in a nice, friendly voice.

The boy replied cautiously. “Hi.” Still wary, he wondered who this boy was who had just kissed his sister’s best friend.

“Ok, let’s start,” Ellen announced. “what piece do you want? We have the green and yellow left.”

“I’ll take green.” Tommy said as he moved his hand across the board to select the green game piece.

“Great, Joey you go first, then Shelly, then Tommy, and I’ll go last.” the older sister said, promptly taking charge.

Tommy took this opportunity to look around the room. It was only the second girl’s room he’d seen. (The other being Emily’s.) He hadn’t even seen Shelly’s yet. He was surprised at how messy it was. Clothes were lying in a big pile on the floor off into one corner. The bed was unmade, and things were strewn around here and there with seemingly no thought behind it. Other than the purple wall color and a selection of boy band posters, it sort of resembled his own room.

They went on to play the game for a couple of rounds, no one saying much, until Tommy, who was watching Shelly pick up a card and move her piece up a ladder, mentioned “I heard that your sister got pretty emotional at the Bastogne memorial.”

“Huh?” Shelly replied while she removed her hand from the board. She turned her head toward Tommy, believing she misheard as she couldn’t understand why her sister, of all people, would ever get emotional at a World War II memorial.

“Yeah, Emily said she even cried a bit.”

“Stacy? --- Really?” Shelly looked at him puzzled, with a still disbelieving look on her face. “Why?”

Tommy lifted his head up toward her and looked at her incredulously. “Because of your great-grandfather!”

“My great-grandfather! --- What about my great-grandfather?”

“He died there!” Tommy then shook his head in disbelief. “Didn’t you even know that?”

“I knew he died in the war, but I didn’t know he died there!”

“How couldn’t you know?” Tommy immediately replied. “It was one of the most important battles that took place on the Western front.”

Shelly became upset that Tommy was challenging her intelligence, and that was one thing she never took lying down. “Look!” She snapped back. My mom never talks about it. --- OK! And my grandmother died when I was only seven. How many things do you remember when you were seven? --- Huh?”

It was at this point they both heard Ellen cry out in her clear mocking voice. “Oooh, look, a lover’s spate.”

The exhortation of the bystander caused the teenage couple to turn their attention from each other and over to the girl sitting across from them. There they noticed Ellen with an amused smile on her face as she looked back and forth between the two teenage lovers. She asked them, “So is this your first?” Which caused both of her targets to flush red in embarrassment. She knew she had hit pay dirt and this caused a smile to get even bigger as she exclaimed. “It is, isn’t it!” And then. “I love it!”

Having been so clearly called out, Tommy couldn’t help but smirk. He turned back to Shelly and noticed that now familiar, enchanting blush plastered all over her pretty face and immediately thought. God, she looks so beautiful when her face does that. And found himself saying, “I’m sorry. That was stupid for me to say.”

Shelly turned to look back at her boyfriend, and a growing smile penetrated her ruddy-like complexion and said back affectionately, “I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have gotten so upset.”

The five year old boy, who looked back and forth between the two young lovers, finally asked, “What’s Bastogne?”

Tommy looked over at Ellen’s brother and asked, “You know what World War II was?”

“A war.” The young child replied.

“Yeah.” and nodded his head at the boy. “It was one of the biggest wars that there ever was and Bastogne was a city where we fought the Germans. That battle was called the Battle of the Bulge.”

“Why was it called the Battle of the Bulge?”

“Here.” Tommy then carefully slid the board game off to the side. He then drew a line in the carpet with his finger. “We were fighting the Germans.” He then pointed out the imaginary forces on each side of the line. “We were on this side and the Germans were on that side.” Tommy looked back up and saw he had the boy’s full attention.

“Well the Germans were desperate. They knew they were losing the war badly, so they made one last attempt to win it.” He stabbed his finger at an imaginary point on the carpet. “They attacked us here. And when they did it caused a huge bulge in our lines.” Tommy drew a bulge with his finger on the carpet floor. “And right in the middle of the bulge was this town called Bastogne.” Tommy then nodded at his girlfriend

“That’s where Shelly’s great-grandfather was.” As he turned back toward the boy he continued. “Bastogne was important to the Germans because all the roads went through it.’’ Tommy’s finger then drew some more imaginary lines starting from the start of the bulge to the central dot and then drew more lines out from that dot going to the outskirts of the bulge.

“We knew it was important too, so we put our BEST troops there. The 101st airborne.” He again glanced over at Shelly and smiled, “I bet you that was the unit Shelly’s great-grandfather was in.”

“Cool.” The young boy said, looking intently at the carpet with all the squiggly lines. “So then what happened?”

“So the Germans surrounded Bastogne.” Tommy drew another circle around that imaginary city dot. “And the German general demanded we surrender the city over to them?” He then paused and looked across to Joey sitting on the floor, and gave him a grin. “You know what our general said?”

The wide-eyed kid replied, shook his head, and said, “What?”

Tommy leaned in, looked the little boy straight in the eye and answered, “He said, Nuts!”

“Nuts?” Joey giggled and then asked back, “Why’d he say that?” He was looking intently at the older boy giving him his full attention.

Tommy shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. “I don’t know. The Germans couldn’t figure it out either. All they knew was that he wasn’t going to surrender the city to him.”

The five year old giggled again and then looked back in “And then what happened?”

“Well, what happened then was...”

All throughout Tommy’s rendition, Shelly sat there quite like, and just like the boy, she was fascinated. Not by the story, which she already knew, but by Tommy’s narration of it to Ellen’s little brother and she found herself thinking. I bet he’s going to be this good with our kids too.

As soon as that impromptu thought registered inside Shelly’s brain it was immediately followed by Oh God Shelly! --- Did I just think that!? and dropped her head in embarrassment.

Listen to you! Tommy’s only my boyfriend, but I already have him married to me and having his kids!

Shelly continued to look down to the floor to hide her ruddy complexion, but what also accompanied that blush was a perky, anticipatory-like grin along with a warm glow.

“ ... and the allies pushed the Germans all the way back and the Germans were never able to attack us again.”

“Cool.” The five year old exclaimed, still looking at the carpet with its squiggly lines.

Tommy, having finished his story, slid the board back over his imaginary map back toward the middle and said, “Ok, let’s get back to the game. I believe it’s your turn, Joey.”

It wasn’t. It was actually Tommy’s turn, but neither of the girls said anything and the younger boy quickly snatched up the next playing card off the pile and made his next move.

And so the game went on until an excited Joey shouted out, “Yay! --- I won!” as he moved his piece on top of Candy Castle. He then looked over at his sister and asked, “Can we play again?”

“Sure, but aren’t you hungry yet?

“Yeah, I’m hungry.”

“Then let’s go eat first, and then we can play again.” Ellen got herself up off the floor and said, “I’ll go feed him. We have some leftover pizza. Do you guys want any?”

“No, I’m fine. I ate already.” Tommy replied.

“Me too.” Shelly added. “We’ll just stay up here and wait for you guys.”

The couple watched Ellen and Joey leave the room and head down to the kitchen.

Shelly looked over to her boyfriend and proclaimed, “You’re really good with Joey.”

Tommy nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders, and said, “He seems like a good kid.” as he continued to look toward the door out the hallway, not looking at anything in particular.

Shelly found herself grinning at Tommy’s typical modest response, so she leaned over and kissed her boyfriend on the cheek.

The kiss surprised the young male and caused him to swivel his head around. Shelly had yet to move hers completely back, so they found themselves just staring at one another, face to face, with only an inch or so apart separating them. They were so close they could feel the other’s breath. Shelly’s eyes beamed at him and this immediately caused Tommy to smile in return. They continued to look into each other’s eyes and exchanged those smiles, but it was only for a short while though as they soon found themselves leaning into one another until their lips met and culminated into a soft gentle kiss.

That first kiss soon led to another, then another, and another, each one growing firmer, longer, and more passionate than the one preceding it. Soon those kisses were accompanied by moans. Their hands started to caress the other’s face which soon migrated to the other parts of the bodies. But there was only so much they could do sitting there side-by-side, Indian style, with the board game positioned directly to the front of them, obstructing all other movements.

It was Shelly who acted. She pried her lips off her boyfriend, gave him a come-hither look to the bed behind them, and whispered “Come on, let’s do this on the bed.”

Tommy immediately answered her with a succinct, “Sure.”

He then went about removing his shoes. Once the shoes were off, he got himself up off the floor, sat down at the edge of the bed, and waited for Shelly to follow.

Shelly, instead of going to the bed, went to the bedroom’s open doorway. She peeked her head outside and then softly closed the door. She turned back around and as she looked back at him. Her face erupted into a bright mischievous smile and all of a sudden she scampered back toward the bed. With a hop, skip and a jump, she launched herself over the Candyland board right into her boyfriend’s arms.

When Tommy saw the start of her scamper toward him, he had a feeling about what she was going to do, so he quickly spread out his arms and caught her in midair, cushioning her soft body into his. He then used her momentum to roll their bodies over and twist both their bodies, so in the end, he was on top of her.

Shelly looked up at Tommy and giggled in the reaffirmation of her trust in him and Tommy stared down at Shelly’s giggling face with the satisfaction of knowing she had wanted this intimacy as much as he did.

Tommy made the next move. Like before, he couldn’t resist that adorable smile. So, with arms still holding her tight, he bent forward and pressed his lips back onto hers.

Shelly responded in kind, giving off soft moans as she opened her mouth and her tongue sought his. Her hands moved next. The left hand went to the back of his head, while its fingers combed through his hair and applied pressure to keep his lips firmly pressed onto hers. Her right hand moved up and down his back and ended up going all the way down where it grasped the cotton fabric that made up his t-shirt. She roughly pulled the shirt out of its pant’s hem and moved it up as far up as it would go only to have the hand go back down, sans t-shirt and onto the young male’s bareback. There that hand started to caress both his skin and muscles.

Not to be outdone, Tommy removed his right arm, out from under her back, and wiggled it between their two bodies. He tugged at Shelly’s t-shirt, pulling it out from under her Levi shorts leaving her flat tummy exposed. He then slipped his hand under the shirt and it moved up to caress her bra-covered breast.

“Mmm.” Shelly moaned out her reply to this new stimuli.

All throughout all this, their two mouths (and tongues) stayed busy but, intermittently, they did break contact to allow them to peer into each other’s eyes. Each one wondered how lucky they were to have found this other person. But these visual exchanges of psychological glee didn’t last long, the physical attraction was just too great and the kisses would start anew as their hands continued to grope and massage.

Tommy’s left hand went to Shelly’s brow, and his fingers softly caressed over her hair. He felt an incredible burst of pleasure from head to toe knowing what he had in his arms. “Oh God Shelly...” he mumbled out verbally, his sentence fragment was followed by his silent followup... I’m so in love with you. But he made sure this embarrassing confession didn’t leak out by immediately placing his lips back onto hers. He also squeezed his right hand’s fingers hard through her brassiere.

Meanwhile, Shelly’s right hand continued to go up and down his naked back, but she wanted more, so she stretched her arm and fingers as far as they would go, all the way underneath his shorts and to the cleft of his ass. While she felt the start of those two wonderful split halves she wished she could reach down even further. She wanted to be able to feel all of Tommy, every inch of him.

After a while, and seemingly on their own accord, their lower extremities started to get into the act. Shelly had already splayed her legs out wide, and Tommy’s pelvis had nestled down in between and their two body parts started to do what came naturally. Tommy slid his pelvis up and down on Shelly’s crotch and Shelly answered in kind with her hips. She pushed up her hips to meet his swollen member’s thrusts.

But they were fighting a losing battle. Sandwiched between Shelly’s pussy and Tommy’s cock were two layers of thick denim followed by two more layers of cotton underwear. The stimuli just wasn’t enough and they soon became desperate for more. So Shelly wrapped her legs around Tommy’s waist, placed her heels firmly on each of his respective buttocks, and squeezed her legs and body toward his. But it was to no avail, the two pairs of denim were just too thick and too unrelenting.

Once again it was Shelly who acted. She parted her lips from his and turned her face to the right while she whispered out. “Tommy, stop and get up off me.”

A bit puzzled, Tommy did as she asked. He removed his hand from her bra and underneath her shirt and pushed himself back up onto his two knees. During this separation of the bodies, he looked down at her and tried to get a clue on why she had wanted to stop. Had I done something wrong? ... Is she upset with me now?

These two questions were soon answered though, but the answer and explanation didn’t come from Shelly’s mouth, instead, it was conveyed from some other parts of her body. The first thing Tommy noticed was the movement of her hands. They had both moved straight down to the waist of her shorts, and as he looked at those hands, Tommy noticed her belly muscles retract inward which was quickly followed by her nimble fingers unclaspeding the button of her jean shorts. Next, he eyeballed the same fingers pulling down the short’s adjoining zipper, exposing some pink panties below. Next, Shelly’s hips lifted in the air (Obviously pushed up by her leg and back muscles.) and, finally, those same two hands that started the whole thing, pushed both shorts and panties off her hips and buttocks. Naturally, he immediately tried to catch a glimpse of her crotch and ass but these enticing views were soon blocked by two feet dangling right before his eyes.

It was only then that Tommy received a verbal confirmation of what his brain had already figured out. “Help me get them off and then remove yours too.”

That was all Tommy needed (As if it wasn’t enough already.) so he immediately reached up and pulled those two pieces of apparel up and off Shelly’s legs. He tossed them to the foot of the bed. Next, his hands quickly unbuckled his own denim shorts and they, along with his underwear, were pushed over his hard cock and down to his knees.

He took another opportunity to look down at her torso and noticed Shelly’s legs had again spread themselves wide presenting a perfect view of her charms. With this new and added incentive, he immediately positioned his body up in a one-arm pushup, pried his shorts and underwear down his calves and finagled the same completely off his left foot. It was only then that he refixed his eyes back onto Shelly’s pussy and saw a delightful exposition of womanhood being displayed right before his eyes and he said to himself, Fuck the right leg!

And he immediately lowered himself and his cock so that it nestled itself down into that promised land.

Once again mouth was applied to mouth and the kissing was renewed, but this time when their lower extremities started to hump away at each other there wasn’t anything to dampen their pleasure.