Chapter 1

It all started on a warm day in late May, 1980. I was on my way home from work. As I drove past the supermarket I realized I needed to buy a few groceries. I made a quick turn down the side street and then into the parking lot in front of the market. I got out of the car and locked it before entering the market. It was not too crowded, for which I was thankful. Thursday afternoons were rarely big days at this particular market.

I hated shopping. I lived alone and had no choice, but tended to put it off until I was out of almost everything. This was one of those days when I had no choice. I either shopped or ordered pizza. I was not in the mood for pizza so there I was at the market.

When I walked in that place I had no idea what lay ahead of me. I was only thinking of getting some food and getting home so I could shower and relax with my music. It had been a busy and yet boring day at work and I wanted to relax more than anything. But that would soon change.

Like any shopper, I grabbed a cart and started pushing it down the aisle. I tended to be in a rut when it came to shopping. I started at the first aisle and strolled up and down each aisle in order. It didn't matter what I was after or what that aisle contained. I followed the same routine every time. I used to say that I was on auto-pilot once I grabbed my cart. My mind wandered to all sorts of things and only barely noticed the items on the shelves. A small part of my brain would stop me if one of my favorite items appeared and I'd grab one or two and continue on. But the major portion of my mind was not on where I was and what I was doing.

Then, as I turned to go down the second aisle, I saw her. She was about half way down the aisle with an older woman. She was facing away from me at first but still caught my eye. I thought she must be in her late teens or early twenties. She was about five feet five inches tall and slim. Her hair was blonde and in braids down past her shoulders. They were tied with blue ribbons at the ends. He butt was nicely shaped and firm in a pair of denim cut-offs. She wore a white short sleeved blouse.

Now, to this day I can't tell you why she made an impression on me so quickly. Looking at her from the back there really wasn't much to see yet I felt drawn to her. I tried to ignore her and looked away as if scanning the shelves for something. When I looked back she had turned around and was facing me.

I thought for a moment I was having a heart attack. I swear I felt as if a hand was around my heart and was squeezing it. My breath caught and I just stared at her without moving for what seemed like minutes but may have been only seconds.

I'm at a loss for words to describe her. Beautiful does not begin to tell the story. Nor does gorgeous or ravishing or stunning. All those words together are only the start of her description. It's like the preamble is only a hint to what is in the Constitution. There is so much more to tell and so few words that seem good enough to say it.

Her skin was lightly tanned, smooth and clear. He nose was small and tilted up just a bit. Her lips not full and yet seemed inviting. Her breasts were hardly noticeable. Perhaps an A cup or less. And her smile? Well I was convinced that it was what was bringing light to the whole market. Her teeth so white it made you think of those tooth paste commercials where they ad a sparkle.

I just stood there staring at her as she and the older lady, who I suspected was her mother, approached. I knew I should look away but couldn't. And then her eyes met mine and she faltered. Her eyes were a deep blue that made you want to dive in. Her mother was looking the other way and didn't see us staring at each other. Yes, that's right. She was staring at me just as I was at her. It was as if we were caught in a snapshot. No movement or any indication of recognition. Just immobile in the aisle of a supermarket.

Then her mother spoke to her and the spell was broken. She looked away and I did too. I had visions of security being called to collect the pervert that was staring at a young lady in aisle two. I moved past them and on down the aisle. I shook my head trying to get control of my thoughts. But all I could think of was the vision I'd just passed.

Somehow I managed to get to the end of that aisle and around the corner to the next one. I took a deep breath and continued shopping the same way I always did. Up one row and down the next. Then, as I rounded another corner, I saw her in front of me again and was stopped in my tracks just as I was the first time. She seemed to have more control than I and managed to smile as she continued walking past me. I moved on, still dazed.

I passed her several more times along my route through the store. Each time I felt that same pull and saw that fabulous smile aimed at me. Then, in the last aisle I passed her mother pushing the cart alone. Where was my vision? Had I dreamed the whole thing? I glanced around and caught siight of her back as she entered the ladies room at the rear of the store. I took a deep breath and went on, thinking I had seen the last of her. I pushed my cart to the only check out line that was open. Not too many in line so I waited for my turn.

As I stood there waiting I became aware of someone joining the line behind me. I turned in a reflex and looked to see who it was. It was them. My vision and her mother. The girl was at the front of her cart and mom was reading the Enquirer as she waited for her turn. The girl and I exchanged smiles and I turned back to see it was my turn to load my items on the belt. I was not thinking clearly and dropped a box of cookies on the floor. The girl saw them and bent over to retrieve them for me.

She placed the cookies on the belt behind my other items and smiled. I thanked her and added the last item from my cart to the belt. Then I noticed a slip of paper lying on top of the cookies. I picked it up and read what was printed on it in block letters.

PLEASE CALL ME.
BETWEEN 8 AND 9
673-0956
ALICE

I looked up and saw she was watching me. She glanced over at her mother and frowned, then looked at the paper in my hand and shook her head slightly. I got the message. Don't let mom see it. I made a small nod and slipped the paper into my pocket. It was my turn to be checked out and I was done and walking out in just a couple of minutes. I had avoided looking at her again. I didn't want anyone to notice my interest in her and I was also afraid the spell would be broken. I took my groceries out to the car and after loading them in the back seat, I got in and drove home.

When I pulled into the parking spot next to my mobile home I turned off the ignition and then just sat there in a daze. Had I really just seen a vision of beauty and received her phone number without even asking? It must have been a dream. Why me? I'm not particularly handsome as far as I can see. I mean I'm not ugly or anything but I was never aware of any admiring looks from the female of the species. I was forty-four and at six feet one inch and one hundred ninety pounds I guess I looked okay. But I sure wouldn't go past okay. But she looked at me in a different way than any female ever had before.

I shook my head again as if to clear it of cobwebs and got out of the car. I took my groceries into the house and put them away. Then I went into my bedroom to undress for a quick shower. As is my habit, I emptied my pockets before taking off my pants. There it was. The note. I looked at it again. It still read the same as before. She wanted me to call her. Why? There was only one way to find out. I'd have to make the call. But it was too early. The note said "between 8 and 9" so I'd have to wait. My heart was beating way too fast. I needed to calm down. The shower seemed a good idea as a way to relax.

I stayed in the shower until the water got cold. It did the job of relaxing me and my heart was slowed to a more normal beat. It was only six o'clock and I couldn't call her yet so I slipped on a pair of boxers and went out to make dinner. Yeah sure. Make dinner. What I did was open a frozen dinner and pop it into the microwave. Six minutes later I was eating my Teriaki Steak and Pasta. I had a glass of wine with it to make it seem more like a real meal. Besides, a glass of red always helped me relax.

It was still too early to call her so I turned on the stereo and put on my favorite piece by Mozart, his Clarinet Concerto in A. I sat down in my recliner, closed my eyes and let my mind follow the music. It was soothing and took my mind off everything else. It was just what I needed. The record lasted just under an hour and then would repeat. I didn't move the whole time it played. I was in heaven when I listened to my music. But this time I was interrupted. The phone rang. It was a telemarketer. I slammed down the receiver and looked at the clock. It was eight fifteen. I could make the call if I dared. I dared. I picked up the phone and dialed her number. It rang only once and was picked up.

There was no answer at first. Just the quiet sound of breathing into my ear. Then she spoke. Or was I hearing my music again? Her voice was soft and musical. Low for a girl but sweet sounding. I felt a chill run down my spine as I heard her speak.

"Hello?"

"May I speak to Alice please?"

"This is Alice. Who's calling?"

"My name is Brad and I got your note in the store. You asked me to call."

"Oh. It's you. I wasn't sure you'd call."

"I had to. It's the only way I'll find out why you wanted me to call. Will you tell me?"

"Yes. I wanted to ask you a question. Will you answer honestly if I ask?"

I hesitated. I still couldn't figure this whole situation out and I was a little frightened by it. I took a deep breath and answered her.

"Yes I will. Ask me anything and if I can I'll answer you honestly. If I can't answer the question I'll say so. No lies between us ever. Okay?"

"Good. I'll be honest too then. I wanted to know why you were staring at me in the market."

"The truth is I'm not sure. I was struck by your beauty and suddenly felt as if a hand was squeezing my heart. I thought you had caused me to have a heart attack. I've never reacted that way to anyone before. That's the truth."

"Oh. I see. Ah, thank you for the complement."

"Now you answer one for me."

"Okay. What do you want to know?"

"I want to know all about you but for now I'll ask the same question you asked me. Why were you staring at me?"

"And my answer is very similar to yours. I was struck somehow by your eyes. They were looking at me as if you could see inside me. It made me feel warm."

"I'm sure that was just the blush caused by my impolite staring."

Her answer floored me.

"I don't blush down there."

"Wh... what do you mean?"

"Alright. I said I'd be honest so I will. The way you looked at me made me hot. Hot and wet. I had to go in the ladies room to dry myself so it wouldn't show through my shorts."

"I don't know what to say. The idea that I made such a lovely girl hot and wet is unbelievable. Are you hot now?"

"Yes. And my pussy is itching for some relief. Do you feel that way too?"

I didn't need to feel my crotch to know the answer to her question.

"Yes I do. The sound of your very sexy voice and the image in my mind of you in the market has me hard as a rock and about to bust out of my shorts."

"I wish I could see it. Take it out and play with it for me. Imagine I'm playing with it for you."

Good lord. I'm about to have phone sex with a girl I really don't know. I was wondering if this was some kind of trick. I half expected her to laugh at me and hang up.

"I'll do that if you'll tell me what you're wearing."

"I'm wearing a shortie night gown and panties. What are you wearing?"

"Just my boxers. I've done what you asked and I'm holding it in my hand thinking of you. Now you slide your hand down inside you panties and feel your pussy as you think of me."

"I'm already doing that. My fingers are going wild as I listen to your voice. I'm wet and hot and need to cum. Would you help me if you were here?"

"I'd love to help you. I'd cover you with kisses and would suck on your nipples. I'd lick your pussy and slide my tongue into it so I could drink all your juices. Then I'd rub your little clit until you came for me."

As I was telling her what I'd do I could hear her breathing getting faster and faster. She moaned and groaned and finally yelped.

"Yes. Yes lick me. Don't stop. Please make me cum. Yeeeess."

"Are you cuming for me Alice? Can you feel my tongue on your clit? Is it making you cum now?"

I heard more sighs and moans and then she took a deep breath and spoke.

"You did it. You made me cum on the phone. Thank you Brad. That was great. Can you cum that way too?"

"I might. But right now I just want to listen to your voice. Tell me about yourself. Tell me about you and your family and your life. I want to know you."

She hesitated and then began telling me all about herself. She was an only child living with her divorced mother. She told me about the music she liked and the movies and what she liked to do in her spare time. It was fun to listen to her and build a picture of her in my head. She told me what school she went to and I almost fainted. She was in middle school. That made me stop her with a question.

"Alice stop. How old are you?"

There was no answer as I waited.

"Come on Alice. You promised to be honest with me. How old are you?"

"If I tell you you'll hang up and I'll never hear from you again."

"No. I promise I won't hang up. Tell me please."

"Thirteen."

For a moment I was speechless. Thirteen? I was going to jail. That's it. I'd just called a thirteen year old girl and had phone sex with her. I saw my life behind bars flash before my eyes.

"Brad? Brad, are you still there? Are you angry with me? Please answer me Brad."

"Yes, I'm still here. I was just so shocked I couldn't talk for a minute. Alice, do you realize how much trouble I would be in if anyone knew about this? They'd throw me in jail for corrupting a minor at the very least."

When she answered I could hear the tears in her voice. She was actually crying because of me.

"I'm sorry Brad. I didn't tell you at first because i thought you'd think I'm too young and would hang up. I won't tell anyone I promise. It can be our secret. You give me your number and I'll call you so you don't have to worry about the wrong person answering the phone. Please Brad. Don't leave me alone. I need you to be my friend and more. Please?"

I thought about it for a minute but couldn't let myself end the call. I was hooked and I knew it.

"I won't leave you alone Alice. I'm not mad at you and don't want our friendship to end even though it's so new. I'm attracted to you and there's no way I can forget you now. I'll just have to trust you to be careful and not tell anyone about me. My life is in your hands now."

I gave her my number and told her I was home on Sunday and Monday. The rest of the week I worked until three usually and was home by three thirty. I had been running late that day but that didn't happen normally.

"I'll be very careful Brad. I promise. And I'll call you only when my mom isn't home. Where do you live?"

I told her where I lived. It was a mobile home on a private lot. The lot was next to an open area and had trees around the edges.

"I know where that is. Lots of us take a short cut through there on the way home from school."

I knew she was right about the kids. I'd seen them many times cutting through the open space and crossing just a small part of my lot. They never caused any problems so I didn't say anything to them.

"Yes, that's the place. I see the kids a lot. Do you ever come by here?"

"Sure. Lots of times. Maybe I could stop in some time."

"I'd love that but you'd have to be careful nobody saw you."

"Oh, I would. But people can't see me if I cut through the trees and then sneak over to your trailer."

I was about to say more when she swore.

"Oh shit! Mom's home. Gotta go. I'll call I promise. Bye."

She hung up before I could say anything. I was left holding the phone and hearing the dial tone. I hung up and just sat there stunned. I couldn't believe the things that had just happened. Thirteen. God was I in trouble if anyone found out. But I knew that didn't matter. She had me hooked and there was no way I could stop it. I could only wait for her to call.

I suddenly realized I was still stroking my hard cock. I got up and went into the bathroom where I finished jacking off and came hard as I remembered her voice telling me what she was doing to her pussy. I was exhausted when I finished and went back to my recliner and just sat there listening to my music and dreaming.

I thought about what she said about stopping to see me. It would be dangerous but part of me wanted her to any way. I just hoped she wouldn't until we talked some more. I needed to be sure what she was after. There was still part of me that suspected she might be fooling me. It could be a trap. But if it was I was already caught. I'd just have to wait and see what developed.

I was worthless at work Friday. All I could think of was Alice masturbating while I talked to her on the phone. That and her age. Thirteen. Man was I in trouble. But I didn't care. I wanted more. I wanted to see her and touch her and yes, fuck her. I was really hooked.

I went right home after work. No stops for me. I didn't want to risk missing a call from Alice. I got home and waited. I made dinner and ate by the phone. I turned my music on and waited. I was about ready to give up when it rang. The phone rang just as I was headed to the bathroom to take a shower. I was sure she wouldn't call and then she did.

I picked up the phone and said hello. No reply for a moment and then her sexy voice slipped into my ear and made me hot and hard in an instant.

"Hello Brad. I'm sorry I couldn't call sooner but Mom was here. She just went out on a date so I can talk for a while. Can you talk now?"

"Yes I can. If I can get my breath back any way. Your voice makes me hot and hard. Talk to me Alice. Tell me about your day or what ever you want to talk about. Just keep talking."

She took me up on my suggestion and told me about her day at school. She told me about the idiot boys in her class that made rude remarks about her and tried to cop a feel every chance they got. She talked about the girls who were jealous of her looks and called her names. She told me about her mother and how she ignored her except to make her stay at home all the time but went out on dates almost every night leaving her alone. She told me she was lonely and horny and wanted to see me.

"Can I come over and visit you tomorrow Brad? Please?"

"I know it's a day off for you Alice but I work. I won't be home until around four. Won't your mother be there and want to know where you're going?"

"Not if I get all my chores done. If I work hard she lets me go out in the afternoon sometimes. I have to be back by dark but that would give us time to get to know each other. I'll tell her I'm going to study with a friend. She'll probably be going out any way and won't check on me. Please say yes."

"If your sure it'll be safe then yes you can come over. Come through the shortcut so it looks like you're going right through. When you get here I'll be watching and I'll open the door for you so you can come inside fast before anyone sees you. Try to get here about four thirty. That'll give me time to get home and shower before you get here. Can you do that?"

She sounded very excited and agreed to the instructions. I was petrified but wanted her to come over more than anything.

"Yes, I can do it. And I promise to be careful. Now will you tell me what you'd like to do so I can cum again like last night? I'm laying on my bed with just my panties on, waiting for you to touch me again."

I took her through the same steps as the night before. I told her about kissing and licking her tits and her pussy and sliding my finger in and out of her pussy. I told her she was beautiful and sexy and tasted wonderful. I stroked her with my voice until she came. The sound of her moans and groans and yip at the end was almost enough to get me off too.

"That was delicious Brad. Thank you so much. Now can I help you cum too?"

"I'd like that Alice. Why don't you start by taking my pants off and go on from there?"

"I'm not sure if I can do this. I've never done it for real so I might mess up. Tell me what to do if I don't do it right okay?"

"I'm sure you'll do just fine. Just let you imagination go and tell me what you want to do for me."

"First of all I want you on the bed so I'll take you by the hand and lead you to it and push you down on your back. Then I'll unfasten your belt and open the top button of your pants. Then I'll pull down the zipper real slow until I can see your underpants and the bulge in them. I'll take hold of the waist of your pants and pull them down nice and slow until they're off your feet. Next I'll rub that bulge a little to see if it's hard. It is and I can't wait to see it so I'll grab your shorts and slide them down over your hips and off your legs. I can see your penis standing up nice and hard."

"Call it my dick or cock or prick. Talk dirty for me."

"Your dick is nice and hard. I put my hand around it and squeeze a little. It's hard and hot. I rub it with my palm and it feels so nice."

"Move you hand up and down."

"I'm sliding my hand up and down on it and it's getting bigger. It looks so big it's almost frightening to think where you want to put it."

"Use your mouth, please."

"As I slide my hand up and down I can't resist the urge to kiss it. I lean down and kiss the tip of you prick and then lick it like a lollipop. Mmm that tastes good. My hand keeps moving and I take the head of your cock into my mouth and suck on it. Does that feel good Brad? Do you want to cum for me? I'd like you to cum in my mouth so I can taste your jizz."

"Yes baby that's it. Suck and jerk and lick it. I'm going to cum any second now."

She continued to tell me how she was sucking and licking and I came all over the pace. I had quite a mess to clean up but it was great. I hadn't had that good an orgasm in years.

"Wow! That was great Alice. Thanks. It was almost like you being here with me."

"Yeah it got me off again too. I wish I had been there. But you know what Brad?"

"What lover."

"I'm a little scared. I never did anything with a man before. I never even saw a real man's cock. Only on little boys and babies. You won't hurt me will you?"

"No Alice. I would never hurt you. When you come to see me we'll only do what ever you want to do. Nothing more. If you just want to talk that's fine. If you want more I'll let you lead the way. No pressure to do anything unless you want it. Don't be scared. I promise it'll be fun."

"Okay. I have to go now. I'll see you tomorrow at about four thirty. Good night Brad."

"Good night love. See you soon."

That night I dreamed of Alice doing all the things she talked about. I'm surprised I didn't wake up with wet sheets. I did wake up with a raging hard-on the next morning. I had to jack off before I could get dressed and eat breakfast. Then I got to work. The boss was watching me and finally walked over to talk to me.

"I don't know what's bothering you Brad. But if you don't get your shit together and get some work done, you'll be looking for a job."

That was enough to scare me into paying more attention and I managed to get a fair amount of work done before quitting time. The boss even smiled at me as I was leaving so that I knew he was satisfied. I drove carefully so that I wouldn't get stopped by some cop on the way home. I got there just about three fourty and dove into the shower as fast as I could get undressed. I was out of the shower and trying to decide what to wear by ten after four.

I finally settled for a pair of bermuda shorts and a tee shirt. No shoes or socks just slippers. I went out to the kitchen and got some ice out and put it in a bowl for drinks. I was ready. The place was neat enough and clean too. I put my music on and selected the one I had on the first night I called her. I really loved that clarinet music. By four thirty I was looking out the window. I was still looking at four thirty-five. And four forty. I was getting nervous. Maybe she got scared and wasn't coming. I was about to sit down when I saw something moving out in the yard.

It was Alice. I grabbed the door and opened it just in time for her to slip inside. She seemed out of breath. I closed the door as soon as she was in. I stood back and looked at her. She had worn and tight knit top and a short skirt. She wore white ankle socks and tennis shoes. She was dazzling to look at. Yup. I was smitten.

"I'm sorry I'm late. I tried to hurry but I didn't want to attract any attention. I don't think anyone saw me."

"It's alright. I'm glad you made it. Sit down and I'll get you a drink. Coke okay?"

"Yeah, that'd be great."

She walked past the chair and went to sit on the couch. I went out and poured two cokes in glasses with ice. I took them out to the living room and handed her one. I wasn't sure where I should sit. I didn't want to scare her. I headed for the chair and she patted the seat of the couch and said I should sit there. I didn't need to be asked twice.

We sat there sipping our drinks and she told me about her day. Her mother was late leaving but hadn't made any fuss over Alice's plan to go study with a friend. I told her about being so distracted at work I got the boss on my case. She asked me about the music and I told her what it was. She said she liked it. The conversation wound down and we sat looking at each other. Finally she put down her drink and spoke.

"Brad, will you kiss me please?"

I put my drink down and slid over closer to her. I put my arms around her and drew her close for a kiss. My lips pressed on the softest and sweetest pair of lips I'd ever had the pleasure of kissing. I made the kiss soft and kept my mouth closed at first. I wanted her to take the lead. The kiss was powerful even with no tongue. I pulled back and she sighed and looked in my eyes.

"Wow that was hot. Kiss me again please."

I repeated the kiss with no tongue as before. But as I kissed her I felt her mouth open slightly and her tongue slipped out and licked my lips. I followed her lead and let my tongue out too. She let me into her mouth and then pushed her tongue into mine. We swapped tongues for a few minutes and then broke for air. I was hot and hard and out of breath. She seemed to be very excited as well.

Alice moved in as if to kiss me again but turned her head at the last minute to whisper in my ear.

"It's okay to touch me if you want to. It's nice kissing you and I want to do more."

Then she slid back around and kissed me again. It was another hot and passionate kiss. I went with her suggestion and slipped my hand down from her neck to her chest. I put my hand over her tiny tit and squeezed gently. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra and could feel her nipple getting hard. I rolled it between my fingers as best I could through her top. Her hand came down over mine and I thought she was going to stop me. I was wrong.

She moved my hand down to the hem of her top and slipped it under the fabric onto her bare skin. I took the hint and slid my hand up to her breast. There wasn't very much there but it felt good. My hand covered it completely and I got a better feel of her nipple. I pinched it and rolled it and squeezed her tit. She moaned and pushed her chest out as if to encourage me to do more.

I thought I'd try to go to the next step. I grasped her top at the edge and lifted it upwards. There was a slight hesitation and then she raised her arms to let me get it off. She was sitting there naked from the waist up. Her tiny tits were there for me to see and I wasted no time in getting to them. I went back to playing with one with my hand and leaned down to take the other nipple in my mouth. I sucked on it and nibbled on it and generally played with it for several minutes. I alternated between kissing her and sucking on her nipple.

Alice was really getting into it. She continued the kissing and pushed her chest out to get as much contact as possible from my hand and mouth. She was soon moaning into my mouth as we kissed. Her hands were behind my head pulling me close and gripping my hair. As we kissed and I fondled her tits she moved her hips forward toward the edge of the couch. The move pulled her short skirt up her legs revealing her luscious, creamy thighs almost to her panties.

I wanted more but was afraid to make any move without her lead. I didn't want to scare her and bring the whole thing to a halt so I just kept doing what I was. Once more she took the lead. Her head went around mine so she could whisper in my ear again. I felt her warm breath in my ear as she told me what she wanted.