For The Love Of Lynn
Copyright© 2006 by Romantic1
Chapter 1
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Seventeen-year-old Jamie was angry from having to leave all that he loved behind. But what he was about to find would change his life forever.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Humor Tear Jerker White Couple Oral Sex Masturbation Petting Cream Pie
As the black Dodge Durango his father was driving, a U-Haul trailer hitched to the back, made it's way into yet another new town, Jamie Wyatt sat in the backseat staring out at the scenery. He was an impressively handsome young man of seventeen, but looked much more mature than his age would give away. He had short, dark brown hair he always kept neatly groomed, deep brown eyes that lent an air of mystery, and a tanned complexion which was enhanced by a slight five o'clock shadow from not having the time or energy to shave after traveling for so many days.
Tall and broad shouldered, Jamie was also quite muscular from the workouts he endured with the help of his wrestling coach, whom he admired greatly but had to say goodbye to soon after the school year was over. By his estimation, this was the fifth coach who had befriended him since he started wrestling that he had to leave behind.
He sometimes kept in touch with some of the friends he had made over the years, but it was certainly not the same as it would have been had he been able to stick around. He even had to break a few girl's hearts by leaving, which also affected him deeply. With his good looks, the girls always flocked around him as soon as they saw him walking past them in the halls of the school. He had always been a complete gentleman with them, something his parents instilled in him at a young age. He had even lost his virginity to a girl he really cared about not long before he moved, so he felt very resentful of the fact that his father couldn't have chosen a career that would have kept him at one place for the rest of his life.
Brian Wyatt worked as an electrical engineer, mostly on a contractual basis, and was subject to frequent transfers due to sudden layoffs. This profession was one that led to different jobs all over the country, even a few overseas. Thinking of all this, Jamie sighed heavily and laid his head back on the seat.
"What's wrong, Jamie?" His mother Marlene, asked. "Are you okay?"
"No, I'm not," Jamie responded in frustration as his father pulled into the driveway of their new home. "I'm just so tired of moving all the time, Mom. I'm seventeen years old and I can't remember being in the same place for more than a year at a time. I've been to a countless number of schools and as soon as I get accustomed to everything and make new friends, not to mention girlfriends, I end up having to leave again. It's getting really old"
"I know how you feel, Jamie, but this time it's different. Your dad has a promising new job, one with many benefits. He's finally been hired for a permanent management position at a new design firm, and then we will never have to move again. I promise."
"Well, okay. I guess I'll have to take your word for it," Jamie said with a slightly irritated tone. "I don't know how much more I can take of this. I hope you're right."
"I'm sure of it," she said reassuringly. "Come on, let's go in and see our new house."
Marlene and Brian exited the front of the truck while Jamie, feeling depressed and looking down at the driveway, let himself out of the back passenger side door. When he looked up, he noticed a woman jogging with her dog. He stopped suddenly to look at her, awestruck by her beauty.
He guessed that she was probably a year or two younger than his mother, around thirty-eight, with the most gorgeous face he had ever seen. Her complexion was flawless, comparable to a porcelain doll, with shoulder length brown hair and striking green eyes that sparkled in the sunlight. Her petite body looked as though it was carved by angels, wearing a sky blue sport bra and black jogging shorts that left little to the imagination, and milky white skin that glistened with sweat from the sultry August heat.
As she came closer, he noticed her stopping at the mailbox of the house next door, the name 'Patterson' printed on it. She then noticed her new neighbors and waved to them as she started to walk over to introduce herself, which made Jamie's heart start racing.
"Hello there! Welcome to Corbett Ridge. I'm Lynn Patterson, and this is Jake, my best friend in the world," she said as her Golden Retriever sat next to her panting from his walk, but then got up to greet the newcomers himself.
Brian came over to the passenger side of the truck and shook her hand. "It's very nice to meet you. I'm Brian Wyatt, this is my wife Marlene, and our son Jamie."
Jamie kept his head down, afraid he would say or do something that would cause him to embarrass himself. Marlene then nudged him in the side and told him to say hello to their new neighbor.
When he looked up at Lynn to greet her, she looked at him with the same awed expression he had when he saw her for the first time. She was as struck by his good looks as he was with hers. They briefly made eye contact, and in that instant she noticed it. She had seen it only once before, in her late husband. It had been that look, the look of someone who had absolute confidence in himself, that had lured her to him. He very quickly revealed himself to be every woman's fantasy lover, as well as the most sensitive and romantic man she had ever met. Whatever it was that had made her act on it, be it gut instinct or just a whim, she had never once regretted her decision to take him as her husband. And now after three years, she had suddenly seen it again- in Jamie.
She had had some experience with younger men hitting on her, and despite being flattered by the attention, she could always tell that these were your run-of-the-mill horny boys who had only one thing on their minds and no plans for the kind of serious relationship she might have been looking for if the right person had presented himself. But Jamie struck her the same way her husband had when they'd first met, probably as horny as any other boy, but perhaps just mature enough to be thinking about that special someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.
Despite the obvious attraction to her betrayed by the way he looked at her, Jamie's reluctance to immediately start hitting on her also betrayed the kind of sensitivity so many of his peers seemed to lack. This was important to her because her husband had spoiled her with it. Yes, she was older. Yes, she had already carved out her niche in the world. But when she considered that even the older men were scarcely different from their younger counterparts, what would be the benefit of writing Jamie off because of his age? Had he been any younger, certainly. But he looked like a legal adult, and she was interested.
Considering that she was looking for more than just sex, she felt almost guilty as her eyes gave his body a once-over and found to to be remarkably acceptable. Wearing a red muscle shirt and black denim shorts, she was somewhat amazed that someone as young as him could appeal to her the way he did. Noticing herself getting lost in him, she quickly forced the issue from her mind.
"Well, it's nice to meet all of you," she said. "I have been keeping an eye on your house for you in anticipation of your arrival. Let me know if there's anything you need, and I will be more than happy to help."
"Thank you," Marlene said. "We appreciate that. This seems like a nice neighborhood. I just hope everyone here is as kind as you."
"Oh, you'll love it here. It's very quiet, and yes, the neighbors are very friendly. I'm sure you will be quite happy here. Well, I'm gonna run, so I'll leave you to your moving in. Have fun, and hopefully I'll see you soon."
"Thank you again, Lynn," Marlene said as she shook her hand. "Maybe you can come over for coffee or something as soon as we are settled and we can get to know each other."
"I'd like that," Lynn responded. She then looked at Jamie, startling him with her sudden passionate expression, and asked, "I will see you soon as well?"
"Yes, maam. I'm sure you will."
Jamie watched Lynn as she walked back to her house with Jake. He felt no guilt as he looked at her behind, which was just as beautiful as the rest of her body. She glanced back at him briefly and noticed him staring at her, which made her smile and slip him a noticeable wink. That caused Jamie's mood to lighten significantly as he joined his parents in beginning the long, tedious task of moving all their things into the house.
As he and his parents entered their new home, boxes in hand, a newfound confidence swept over him and he soon felt as though things were going to work out just fine. He went upstairs to find his room, which was quite a bit nicer than he was used to considering that most of the places that he had lived in were just temporary so there was never really a need for much decorating.
The company his father worked for provided the furniture for the house, one of the many perks of his new job, so all Jamie had to do was unpack his personal belongings and decide where he wanted to hang his Beatles posters. He walked over to the window and lifted the blinds so he could get some sunlight into the room. He then felt even more delighted in suddenly noticing that from his window he could see into Lynn's bedroom window, where she was already well underway in the process of getting undressed.
He stood there transfixed at the sight of the beautiful naked woman next door as she removed her sports bra to reveal breasts that were even more stunning than he had imagined, and as she removed her shorts he noticed the thong she was wearing.
'Man, I can't believe how lucky this day has turned out for me!' he thought. When the thong finally came off, he saw what appeared to be clean shaven genitals, and that just sent his hormones into overdrive. He soon felt an erection trying to make it's way out of his shorts, and he started to unbutton them to give it the opportunity to do so.
He imagined what it would be like to have a woman of such incredible beauty in his arms, kissing her passionately, his fingers running through her hair and then making their way over her breasts and backside. He imagined the scent of her skin, perhaps the fragrance of his favorite perfume, Provocative Woman.
Even as he was thinking of all this, his hand was already going to work on his erection. His orgasm came quickly, but he remained quiet so his parents wouldn't hear the moans announcing his masturbatory habit to them.
Afterwards, Jamie was extremely drained, but still had enough energy to quickly start unpacking his clothes and other belongings in anticipation of what he hoped would be an exciting new chapter in his life.
As he looked out the window again at Lynn's house, he thought to himself, 'Oh yeah, I AM gonna love it here!'
As Marlene prepared breakfast, she noticed the time and walked over to the base of the stairs and called out to her son, "Come on, Jamie! Time to get up! You'll be late!"
Jamie looked over at the clock on his nightstand and cringed. It was the morning of September 6th, 6:00 a.m., the first day of his senior year at another new school. It had only been two weeks since they moved, and he was still fatigued from all the hustle and bustle of moving and trying to find a part-time job to help pay for the maintenance of his 1997 Honda Accord he was fortunate enough to be able to afford with the money he had saved since he was twelve.
Trying to shake the cobwebs from his weary head, he dragged himself out of bed to take a shower. After a half an hour had passed he was finished getting ready, and made his way downstairs to find a surprise waiting for him in the dining room.
"Happy Birthday Jamie!" Marlene exclaimed. On the table was a cake with eighteen lit candles and a large wrapped box. Pleasantly surprised by this, Jamie walked over and hugged his mother.
"Wow, this is really cool! Thanks, Mom," he said.
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