Chapter 5

They rode around for a while before Rob dropped Jan off at her home. Pulling up in front Rob and Sandy called out and waved to the Howlans who were in the front yard raking leaves.

"My new birthday present," called out Rob, "giving them a ride and showing it off." With another wave they drove off after saying good bye to Jan. "That should explain why Rollo and I were with you when you dropped Jan off. That way they won't know she was with Rollo."

Sandy was quiet on the drive home. Pulling into the yard Rollo again congratulated him on his present and bailed out of the car while Sandy sat there.

Looking up at him she asked, "Do you realize what you've been doing?"

"Driving around, I took you for a ride."

"No, you found something in the paper that I might want to see and folded it back so I would see it right off. You got me a cup of coffee and then fixed it the way I drink it so I could keep reading. You were concerned that I might misunderstand you fucking Jan. You held the door open for me and just now you were worried about what the Howlans might think if they saw their daughter, my best friend, out with someone younger than she is. Rob, it's the little things that mean the most, not the dragons that you slay. You've been showing me how much you care for me and it never even crossed your mind. You've done it before in lots of little things and you wonder why I love you so. Robbie MacIntire, you can be the most frustrating, maddening person in the world and then turn right around and do something so sweet, so thoughtful and not even realize it, any of it." Pulling him over she kissed him soundly, running her tongue into his mouth and reaching over tweaked his dick before she jumped out of the car.

"Go home and spend some time with your parents. They deserve it also. I'll see you tomorrow, Honey." With that she shut the door and walked back inside.

It was Thursday before Sandy and Rob could spend some quiet time together. Mavis was still at work, Rollo was with Jan so they had the house to themselves. Sandy pulled him into her room as soon as he entered the house. She all but attacked him as she began stripping him.

"My friend's all gone and it's time for you to get into Mischief. I need you really bad," she told him as she pulled off his shirt.

Removing the rest of his clothes Rob jumped into bed with her and helped her out of the last few garments. Pulling her to him he kissed her deeply, running his tongue into her mouth and running his hand slowly up and down her back. Heating her up he stroked into her when her pussy as all hot, juicy and ready for him. This time they fucked, trying to make up for lost time, time they couldn't spend together. Quivering, shaking, trembling and screaming Sandy was on her third climax when Rob joined her, spewing forth all the saved up cum he had, jet after hot jet of jism shot into her gaping, gulping pussy as they enjoyed themselves.

Snuggled together stroking each other down from their high Sandy said, "Guess who got laid while visiting Aunt Maude on your Birthday! If you won't get a big head I'll tell you something else, she said he was good but not nearly as good as you!"

"Good for her, maybe next time she'll find someone better."

"Think you'd like to fuck her again?"

"Of course I would, she a good lay but what's that got to do with anything. She's got a fellow now and so do you."

"I was thinking she might be able to give me some more lessons, you liked the last one she gave me."

"Honey, your Mom has a great pussy and I liked fucking it but it's not the same as what we have. Even if you were a lousy lay which you're not and you KNOW it so don't glare at me, the loving, the tenderness, the caring's what makes it so special. Snuggling together after ripping off a good piece of ass just makes it mo' better!"

"In your own fashion, Robbie MacIntire you stumble into just the right thing to say, I'm going to start calling you STD and I don't mean Sexually Transmitted Disease!"

"You can't do that," he said, jumping out of bed, pulling her to the side and kneeling between her legs. "Silver is a metal, metal's hard and my tongue doesn't get that hard and lastly, I'm only HORNY, not WEARING horns."

Leaning forward he applied his soft, pliant tongue to licking out her pussy. The first lick was not completed before she had her fingers in his hair, pulling him forward, deeper into her warm, inviting pussy. Lick followed long warm lick as he traveled up and down the length of her slit. With one hand playing with her nipples and the other busy on her clit, he then went even lower and ran his tongue around and around her little brownie before stabbing into it. Sliding his hands down he pulled each cheek to the side, opening up the anus as he repeatedly stabbed it with his tongue still a bit slick from her pussy juice. Sandy moaned, groaned and tried to shove her ass deeper onto his tongue. Raising his head back up he again tongued out her pussyhole, making his tongue as hard as possible once more and fucking it into her. Moving his hand he would make a slurping lick across her clitoris before diving back into the hole with his hard tongue. Back and forth, keeping her clit stimulated, her hole wet and filled, her nipples aroused, he went. The hunches and lunges into his mouth, the pulls on his head and her ragged breathing said she was ready as he moved up one last time to her clit. Taking it between his lips he sucked on it for a bit before clamping down on it and starting to hum. His vibrating lips holding her clit was the final straw. Screaming out, clamping her legs around his head, squeezing and pulling him deeper into her she coated him face with her female juices, not once but several times. Pulling back a bit against the resistance Rob licked up the juice spilling from her tasty pussy.

Moving up beside her they rolled together in an embrace. Stroking her back down from her high he asked, "Think a piece of metal could feel like that?"

"You do know how to please someone with that thing. You never licked out my asshole before, that was different and felt GOOD! I still don't know which I like better in my pussy however, your hard dick or your tongue. Glad I don't have to settle for just one."

"Christmas is just a couple of days away, what are your plans? Your family's plans?"

"Well, I have to spend Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning with them but I'm sure I can beg out of going with them to Uncle Bill's for Christmas dinner. What about you?"

"I think I can get out of visiting Aunt Maude also. If you could come over we could have Christmas evening together. I think Rollo's going to Jan's for the evening so we would have the whole house to ourselves."

"Good, I've made you a special Christmas present. One that I will enjoy more than you but it's for you." Another thing that kept them apart lately was that Rob worked part time with his Dad and Uncle Bill in the cabinet shop. They did custom work as well as turning out regular cabinets. Old enough now for a Work Permit he worked there after school most days and during the holiday break.

"What?"

"Just wait a few more days and you'll see, Hot Stuff."

With a smile of agreement she said, "I am aren't I?"

"Yes, most places. Your Mom's got the hottest ass I've even been in however. You wouldn't believe the heat in her asshole. I think it's an age thing, not something that she can teach you however. I guess I'll just have to wait and see later."

"You planning on being around in twenty or twenty-five years to see if I have a hot ass?" she asked, snuggling closer.

"Yes and I expect to be fucking it all the time I'm waiting too!" he answered.

"You want to stick your big thermometer into Trouble now that you've been in Mischief and check it's temperature?"

In a short time he had her ass perched up on pillows and was stroking in and out of it. This time pulling her legs up and onto his shoulders he was going even deeper into the sensitive little puckerhole. Answering his every change Sandy was moaning, groaning and moving her ass to meet every variation of movement he made. Leaning forward to kiss her, she was all but bent double as he kept pounding away into her chocolate highway.

Breaking away from his kiss she started to scream, "I'M CUMMING, FUCK MY ASS, FUCK IT GOOD, SO GOOD, FUCK MY ASS, CUM WITH ME, CUM IN MY ASS, ROBBIIIIIEEEEE!"

Cumming with her Rob shot off into the spasming asshole as it clutch, gripped and shook. Spooning up behind her, he was stroking her down when someone spoke from the doorway.

"Jan says she's glad you two are enjoying yourselves and Merry Christmas if she doesn't see you before hand. I was on the phone with her when you started screaming," Rollo said grinning at his sister and best friend.

"When I came in earlier you were trying to cram his head into your pussy, what was he doing that made it feel so good? Don't worry, I went to my room and tried to drown out all your caterwauling. I didn't ease drop. Now what were you doing, I might want to do it to Jan."

Still holding himself in Sandy's asshole, Rob explained what he had been doing, how to do it and what effect it had.

When Rob drove up to the Johnson house Christmas evening there were few lights showing. The decorations and the tree lights were on and a couple inside the house making him afraid at first that there was no one home. Seeing movement inside however he got out, opened the trunk and removed the present that he hadn't placed inside the car. His knock on the door was answered by a smiling Sandy. Before he could enter however he had to kiss her as she was standing under some mistletoe. Entering and putting down the present he gave her an even better kiss as his arms were now free to wrap around her and hug her to him.

Rob had worn slack, a coat and tie to look nice for her but she had gone ever farther. She was all dressed up as if she were going out. Holding her hands out to the side he moved back and just looked at her. She looked gorgeous! She had on a dark blue cocktail dress that showed off her figure while bringing out the color of her green eyes. The single strand of pearls directed ones eyes to the neckline of the dress which was low enough to see the beginning swells of her breasts and to highlight her creamy skin. The hemline stopped just above her knees and with the high heels and nylons she wore set off her attractive legs. Her eye shadow made her eyes look even larger and there was just the hint of glitter across one cheek and beside her left eye. Her dark hair was done up in a French twist and she looked very smart, much more mature and very sophisticated.

After looking at her for a minute or more all Rob could say was, "Wow!"

"Thank you," she said with a large smile.

"Are we going out somewhere to show you off? I feel like the rag picker's son now with what I'm wearing."

"I made reservations, we're going to Chez San-Dee's for dinner."

"You'll have to give me directions then Sweet one, must be a new one, I've never heard of it. What time is the reservation?"

"You're just in time, come this way."

Taking him by the arm she led him through the kitchen into what was normally the Breakfast nook. Now it had been decorated differently. The table was collapsed to its smallest capacity, a lacy tablecloth, a center piece and two candles now graced it. A string of colored lights provided the only other luminance. Seating him, lighting the candles and putting on an apron she began to bring plates of food to the table. Ham, mashed potatoes, green beans, kernel corn and a dinner roll filled each plate. Taking a bottle of wine that had already been opened she filled the two wine glasses three-quarters full. Bringing to the table a few more items she then removed the apron and joined him at the table.

Leaning across the space between them he kissed her again. "You didn't have to go to all this trouble for me. Being with you, peanut butter and jelly would have been fine! You're gorgeous, I like the dress, the make-up AND the dinner. Thank you."

Tears were glittering in her eyes as she answered simply, "I had to do something special for my guy on Christmas."

Removing the napkin from its ring she opened it out and placed it in her lap. Rob followed suit and then raised his wine glass, "To my Lady Love, who ALWAYS makes me feel special."

Raising her glass Sandy returned the salute, "To my Dragon Slayer who goes out of his way to make me feel special."

Taking a small sip of the wine the two turned to eating the meal she had prepared for him. Music was playing in the background, the lights were low and the candles flickered making things even merrier and very romantic. Looks were exchanged and from time to time a small touch but not much conversation. When Rob started getting up to help her clear the table she pushed him back down and soon came back to offer dessert.

Pulling her to him he placed his head again her stomach and breast and pulled her closer. "You're all the dessert I want, you make me so full I can't even talk. Sweet one, you don't know just how special this is to me and all I can do is say, Thank you. Somehow it doesn't seem enough."

Standing up he pulled her to him and not wanting to mess up her make-up, carefully kissed her. "You sure you don't want to go out somewhere so I can show you off? I have never seen you look so pretty, so gorgeous. GOD! I want to show you off to the world so they can see the Special Lady that I've captured."

"But Mon cher, it is against ze rules to remove ze help from ze primacies. Ze small token of appreciation is permitted however."

"As I can't give you the real thing, will this small token be acceptable, Mon Coeur?" he asked, removing a small brightly wrapped present from his coat pocket.

Removing the wrapping revealed a small jewelry case, inside hanging from a thin gold chain was a heart shaped ruby with six diamonds surround it. On the small card inside was printed 'Mon Coeur pour Mon Coeur' then under it was a translation, 'My heart for my Heart'.

"Oh Robbie," she clutching him to her. Holding him desperately to her she sobbed.

"Shoooo, it's ok Sweet one, it's ok," he repeated over and over, sitting back down and pulling her into his lap.

Putting her arms around his neck she kissed him tenderly, chastely, their lips barely touching. Then she leaned into the kiss more and he tasted the salt from her tears as she opened her mouth and gave him her tongue.

"It's true," he said when he came up for air. "I've had a crush you since you first moved in here, I had fantasies about you. It's only been recently that you've known I existed. When you gave me your love I wanted to slay dragons to lay them at your feet, to do impossible feats to dedicate to you, to show the world how special you are to me. I have no more fantasies about you, they've all come truer than I could ever have dreamed."

Her head resting against his neck and shoulder she only sobbed harder at his declaration.

"Don't cry, Sweet one, my Heart, don't cry."

"They're happy tears, Honey. You make me so happy that it fill me to overflowing. The excess comes out as tears."

Blowing out the candles he picked her up and took her into the living room. Sitting on the sofa he made them both more comfortable and they snuggled together, the room lit only by the warm glow of the tree lights and decoration. Holding each other and just sharing the special time. From time to time they would kiss. Sometimes on the lips, sometimes other places that were handy, neck, ear, hair.

Finally pushing herself back she said, "I'm getting mascara and eye shadow all over your coat." Jumping up she ran into her room and came back with a box of tissue, one of which she was using to blot her eyes.

Putting the tissue box on the coffee table she went to the tree and picked up a large box and presented it to him. Opening it he found another sports coat, this one much classier from one of the nicer men's clothiers in town. Removing the coat he had on he got into the new one. It fit him fairly well however was too tight across the shoulders. He knew he would exchange it for the next larger size without telling her.

"Oh, that looks nice. Turn around." Holding his shoulders in a bit so she couldn't see that it was too small while she checked the fit from all directions. Finally she nodded her head in approval. "You Mom helped me pick it out. She knew your size and what colors you like better than I do." The problem was that his growth spurt of the summer had not stopped, it had only slowed down some. He was taller and broader than when school had started only four months before and his Mom hadn't realized it.

"Thank you. I've looked at these coats but just looked. I never thought about buying one for myself."

Cutting her eyes around and looking kittenish she asked, "What's in the other one? Is it for me? Can I open it?"

"It's really for ME but you can open it," he said with a grin.

Sitting on the carpet as she tore off the wrapping Sandy found a stool. It was only about four inches high, about two and a half feet wide and a foot deep. The top had a handy slot cut into it as a handle for moving it from place to place and was finished with a non-slip surface. The corners were all rounded and it was finished in a bright water proof yellow enamel. The bottom edge was rubber coated to keep it from sliding. Looking back at him with a question on her face, he started to laugh.

"It's to use in the shower, so I can make love to you and not break my back!"

She rolled on the floor as peals of laughter escaped her as well. "Yes," she said, "we can try it out later. I got you a private present something like that too."

She handed him a small present. Removing the wrapping he found a belt buckle. It was about three and a half inches wide by two and a half tall and had Mistletoe on it!

"You going to kiss me under the Mistletoe Sweet one?" he asked grinning as he slipped it into the coat pocket.

"Any time you want!"

Picking up the shredded paper they placed it in the trash and then carried Sandy's stool into her room, sliding it under the bed.

"Mom gave me a present that she thought you might enjoy. Take off my pearls please," she asked, turning her back to him. Undoing the clasp and removing them she then gave him her new necklace for him to place around her neck.

"Now if you will pull down the zipper on my dress and turn your back I'll show you." Rob pulled the zipper down all the way so she could get out of her dress and then turned his back as requested. He heard the sounds of her hanging up the dress and then she cleared her voice nervously, "You can turn back now."

Still wearing her high heels and now her new necklace Sandy was standing there in an outfit very much like one Rob had seen her Mother wearing. The bra held up her breasts and displayed them for all to see, at least all that would see her this way. Only the underside had material, the entire top and all the nipple and areola was exposed on each breast. The lacy panties barely covered her bush while the rest was more of a ribbon high on her thigh and she was wearing matching nylons and a lacy garter belt. While not as dark as the ones her Mother had worn they were darker than what she normally wore.

He had two reactions almost simultaneously, his jaw dropped open and his dick got hard.

"She said men like lacy underthings on their females. Do you? You don't think I look cheap? I don't look slutty?" she asked apprehensively.

"Oh, Sweet one you could never look cheap or slutty. I LOVE them. They add icing to the icing!"

Moving closer he took her hand and placed it on his rigid cock. "That was my reaction. I nearly tore my slacks when it jumped up like that."

While she continued to fondle his stone hard cock he leaned forward and kissed her yet again. "You tell your Mom for me that I like her taste in lacy underthings, at least the ones she gets for you. Does she get these same things for herself? Maybe I could get her to model them for me!"

With a laugh she swatted him as she raised up and returned his kiss. Breaking away she pulled her new stool from under the bed and stepping up on it so that it combined with her high heels she looked him in the eye as she again leaned forward and returned his kiss with more feeling. Sliding his hands down her back, under the scant panties and taking an ass cheek in each hand he pulled her against his slacks covered dick. She wrapped her legs around him and rode up and down on the hardness within them. Teasing her asshole and fingering her pussy while he held her against him she only kissed him harder, tonguing him madly. Finally breaking away from the kiss she said, "Make love to me Robbie, Honey, Dearest one, please."

Letting her down he removed his tie placing it in the pocket of his new coat, removed it also and unbuttoned his shirt. He was starting to remove his slacks when he saw what she was about to do and stopped her.

"Leave the garter belt and nylons on. I like the way they frame and set off your beautiful pussy. They make it look even better and more appetizing," he said grinning.

"That sounds naughty!" she giggled as she redid the fastener she had let loose and jumped into bed to wait for him. Rob removed what was left of his clothing and joined her there. Stretching out under the covers he pulled her closer, pulled her top leg over his and began to stroke on her body. As his hand moved from bare flesh to the slick nylons it felt unusual. Used to only flesh there he comment.

"I wonder it these will cause friction burns to my ears when I go down on you?" he grinned.

"You poor put upon thing, I never even thought about that, we'll have to see," she laughed.

Pulling on her ass he made his dick slip back and forth along the dew coated lips of her pussy. Bending down he licked across her breast and took a nipple between his lips. Sucking and licking on it he began to hum on it like with her clit. Her reaction was to shove her breast deeper into his mouth and hunch her ass at a faster rate. As her breath rate increased she pulled back.

"My pussy, put that big thing to work in my pussy, make love to me Robbie, I want you so much, so much."

Working the head of his dick inside her he pushed in a short ways and then rolled on top of her. Completing the inserting he lay there, holding himself off of her on his elbows while her breathing slowed down. With very small motions he pushed into and pulled out of her. Only about a half inch each way. Her nylon clad legs came up around him as she pulled him in deeper.

"You feel so good in there, I've wanted to attack you since you walked in the door. Robbie, make love to me, make me scream out my love for you."

"The nylons make your legs slick and slide much easier, I like the feelings they give and you've already shown me your love, Mon Coeur," he whispered in her ear before nibbling on the lobe. Licking up and down her neck he made her shiver. Keeping the slow motion he only increase the length of the stroke a bit. In and out, back and forth, side to side he moved. Each move she matched. As her breathing increased up so did the length of his strokes but not the speed. He kept the speed the same.

Throwing her arms around his neck and pulling him into her she gasped, "You wonderful fucker, you're not even breathing hard yet, Oh Robbie, Oh Robbie, ROBBIIIIEEEEEE!"

Maintaining the speed and slowly increasing the length of his stroke Rob continued. Not allowed down from the first high Sandy was soon screaming again, then a third time before Rob slowed down.

Easing her down a bit at the time he told her, "This time we finish together." The length of his stroke got longer until he was pulling out to the head of his long cock before plowing back inside. As his speed increased so did her breathing.