Chapter 38: Women, and Their Devious Ways

Thursday afternoon was a kick in the pants ... the two girls and I got together at Carly's house, and had a ball. We met under the guise of "studying", but it was more like a jam session about school & people, than anything else. Carly informed us that her Mom would be coming in just a few minutes, with her Father arriving in from work something like 5pm. Because of our special relationship, we did a lot of laughing, we talked about our thoughts for the future, and still managed to play a little under the dining room table. My best moment was having a leg from each girl extended full length, and resting in my lap – and occasionally I enjoyed a couple of toes between my legs. We were all involved with each other, and nothing could penetrate or even threaten our relationship. Carly and I knew that we'd be saying goodbye to Carmen in less than three months – and that no matter what this girl decided to do after she finished school, she'd be a success. I looked at the beauty and just knew some lucky South American guy would get one of the smartest, sexiest, and most devoted girls available. Carmen talked about what she felt was ahead for Carly & I, and said that she hoped that we would be together forever. I gave our tall, pretty hostess a look that said "I'm into that!"

Carly's Mom came in, introduced herself to me once again, and commented on my nice car outside. Carly told her about my being selected to move past 9th grade and go immediately to 10th at the high school, and what a hard worker I was – that little ending was a bit of an exaggeration, as all of you know. Since Carmen had been a fixture around Carly's home for awhile, Carly's Mom "borrowed" me from the table to give me a tour of their house.

Everything looked great in the two-story, but when we got to the living room ... things took a turn for me ... I saw a family picture – shot possibly 2-3 years earlier -- which included the parents, my Carly, and her Brother. And yes, that same brother who had assaulted his sister, and alibied his way out of it, with his father's blessing. I made a decision that if Carly and I moved forward, I would choose NEVER to meet that son-of-a-bitch, for I knew I would likely beat the hell out of him without warning or hestitation. I returned to the table shortly, to rejoin the girls and the open books they were sifting thru – mere props, as you know.

Carly's Father came in a shade past 5pm, acknowledged our study session, and was lukewarm at best when he saw me for the third time. Her Mom came in about 15 minutes later, and cheerfully reminded Carly that we would need to clear the table, for it was getting close to dinner time. I told Carmen that there was no need for her to call for her Driver, that I would give her a lift. Our departure was sweet and simple at the door, with me giving Carly sort of a "goodbye wink". It was now fully dark, and the 10 minute drive over to Carmen's house went quickly. I gripped her hand and kissed her – but with all the preceding talk about my future with Carly, this time the affection was fairly lightweight. All in all, I had enjoyed the afternoon with the two girls, and was certain that I'd do it again – even if the study session was for real.

I drove home feeling terrific, hoping that my initial visit to Carly's house had allowed me to at least get my foot in the door with her parents. I could definitely see Carly and I starting to date, and having the time of our lives. When I got in the driveway, I put my keys in my pocket, then felt the slip of paper I had stashed in my wallet – the one that Maria had given me back at school. I got inside the house, went to my bedroom and plopped down in my chair. I unfolded the note, which said: CALL ME TONIGHT AFTER 7:00PM ... M. 292-4153. The "M" was no doubt Maria, but I couldn't attach a meaning to her note. After all, she had never acted as if she would give me the time of day. Our exchanges had always been short and sarcastic. I didn't follow this, but figured after dinner I would just trip up the hill and make the call from Vi's house. On this nite, dinner turned out to be Hot Dogs & Chips, which was good with me. My Mom gave me a grocery list to take care of the next day after school, which I was happy to do. I washed and dried the dishes in a few minutes, played around in my room, then set sail up the hill.

It was still a bit early to call "M", so I decided to get in a call to Vi in Virginia, though it was a day early. I reached her directly, and she related that she had taken her boss up on the offer of some overtime hours at work on Saturday ... but that she and Rhonda would be coming down to the area the following weekend, for sure. We didn't get into any extra details, so I told her I was looking forward to seeing them when got here. We said a friendly goodbye, then it was time for me to make the other call.

After a few rings, I recognized Maria's "hello"... "Oh, uhh ... HI, it's David from school – you gave me a note asking if I could call you... ?" Maria said thanks, and wanted to know how I was doing..." I gave her a standard response, then asked what she had to tell me. "Well, I was just wondering if you had planned to drive to school tomorrow..." she stated. I didn't know that she was aware that I had a car – or if I used it to get to and from campus, but I saw no reason to give anything but a confident "yes" ... so she said fine, she needed to talk to me about something, and she'd rather do it face-to-face tomorrow. I said "OK, fine ... do your want me to come to your office?" She said "no, I'll just catch up with you at lunchtime ... how about we meet at your car?" She sounded pretty assumptive, so I said, "well, OK ... buttt... " But then she jumped in and said, "fine, see you there..." When I hung up, I had no idea why this lady would want to talk to me about any subject ... and how did she know about the car – and where it would be parked tomorrow... ? It all came off as pretty strange...

I turned out my light at about 10:30, and my final thought was of getting with Carly for some personal talk. It seemed the perfect follow-up to Carmen's comments during the visit earlier in the afternoon. I was out like a light, then ready to spring into action on Friday morning – after all, they did call it TGIF. The ride to school was done, and when I parked and got out for the short walk to campus, I noticed that the morning was not nearly as cold as the last few days.

I told Carly that we definitely would have some time for ourselves, and that I would call her later. Carmen smiled as she respectfully stood a short distance from us. The morning was a snap, and everything pointed to a similar afternoon, and a bolt from school to get groceries – and, maybe a chance to run into Laura there. When the bell sounded for Lunch, I kept my promise, and walked out to my car. In about ten minutes, I noticed two figures walking down the sidewalk, still about three houses up the way. I recognized them as they got closer ... they were one of the school secretaries, and Maria. I noticed as they got closer, Maria pointed toward me, and directed the other lady to keep going ... Maria first came up to my window ... I rolled it down, then I asked "So HI, what's so important... ?" She turned to go around to the passenger side, and motioned for me to roll down that window. I complied, then she leaned in and started talking. "I want to apologize for being so rude to you in the past ... I've been going thru some personal problems, and I have been at loose ends for the most part..." I was courteous and said "fine", still wondering why she chose to have this little meeting. "But ... there's something else that I need to tell you ... if you will, hear me out..."

Maria raised a leg to show off her tennis shoes, explaining that she tried to take a good brisk walk everyday at Lunch time ... rather than eat Cafeteria food. That was amusing enough, but then she let me know that yesterday at about this same time, she had taken a solo walk, and had passed down the block, and by my car. I held my breath for a second, realizing where I was (along with someone else) at roughly the same time ... Then Maria lowered herself into a stooped position at the window, resting her chin on her clasped hands. "At first I saw the two of you talking here in the car, but then as I got within about 20 feet, I saw your head disappear toward Carly – she's really pretty, isn't she? – anyway, by the time I drew even with your car, you were very ' preoccupied ' with, we'll just say ' pleasing her ' – you both were so much into it, that you weren't paying attention to anything else. It's no wonder that I was able to stop and get a good look..."

I was stunned, and I leaned back hard against my door ... just waiting to see where she was headed with all this... "You know, David ... at first I thought that you were a typical smart-ass, just like most of the boys in 8th grade, ... but ... then I learned how you were doing things to get yourself ahead; and the promotion to 10th grade really made me take notice of you ... in fact, now I'm getting convinced that you're a pretty squared-away young man" "Sooo, thanks ... but where is this going... ?" I asked her, cautiously. "Well, after seeing what I saw yesterday ... I was just wondering ... if maybe you could help me with something... ?" "OK, if I can..." I said.

"Let me just get to the point, I'm a 40 year-old secretary ... I'm Mexican, I'm separated from my sorry-ass husband, and I'm unhappy – and have been unhappy for a long time. But I do have a really great job, and I would never do anything to jeopardize that ... so let me get this last part out, because I don't feel comfortable being here much longer and talking to 'one of the students' ... it might not look good to a passer-by..." After I nodded in honest agreement, she let fly with... "What you were doing to your girlfriend – or at least one of them yesterday ... was something I've never experienced for myself. They say that Mexican men are hot lovers – but it's a lie, they only want to get their way with a woman, and then walk away. It's disgusting ... I'm really lonely right now, so what I'm asking you to do is a small favor ... I'd like you to spend a little time with me – I need someone, I guess ... just ... to be nice to me ... Also I need to throw in that maybe next time, you two should pick a more private spot for your affection ... I wouldn't want word to drift back to campus, about two of our students – minors, you know – ummmm, misbehaving during the school day ... I mean ... after all, you have a lot at stake – you know, with your Honor Society, that big jump coming at the end of school year, and everything ... why take a chance that the Principal, your family – and hers too – could get such damaging news. Then I think they would see you in a different light. I think you can understand what I mean, right... ? Tell you what, think about it ... oh, and also I'd like to see what you could do for me ... let's just say, to lift my spirits a little..."

"I know, call me again tonight and let's talk a little more about it ... I'm really interested in seeing what YOU think ... thanks for your time today, I'll be waiting for your call ... have a great afternoon..."

Then Maria stood, straightened her slacks, and walked the rest of the way down the block, before making the left turn for campus. I watched in my rear view, until she went out of sight. About a dozen things were running thru my mind. A part of what she said sounded as if it were coming from a woman with needs, who was willing to reach out in the dark for a solution ... but I had another thought -- that what she tacked on at the end of her speech sounded a lot like an ultimatum ... not exactly blackmail, but still there was an element of risk – she made me believe – if I didn't choose to " help her..." I looked back on the past 6 months or so, and realized how lucky I had been with all my – and all those wonderful girls' – exploits, and how we (whoever I was with) had been so careful in keeping everyone happy, as well as keeping our adventures behind closed doors. Then I thought further, and came to the conclusion that this woman Maria HAD to know that if she did or said anything that implicated me in some sort of ugly situation, she'd be bringing herself down too ... for, she had on this day – at least in my mind -- just asked a minor for sex. It was easy to guess what might happen to her, should that come to light.

The rest of the afternoon I managed to keep my mind focused on everything, to the point that I finished the day with a subdued, but still hopeful "TGIF" attitude. I knew that Carly and I were going to have a much-needed pow-wow, and that was foremost in my mind. I remembered also that this was a "grocery run" afternoon, so I proceeded to my favorite stop, and caught Laura's eye, the moment I came thru the main doors. She smiled and looked up another couple of times, between checking out her customer's items. After maybe 4-5 minutes, I was about three aisles in, when I felt a little grab from behind. I turned to her and said "it better be YOU..." So then she let me know, "I only have 15 minutes for break ... I've been on my feet for four hours straight ... follow me..."

Before I could react, she was pulling my basket behind her, and now headed for the rear part of the store. We went thru the swinging doors marked "Employees Only", and apparently drawing no notice, we reached a place in back where we left my basket at the foot of some stairs, skipped steps on the way up, then went thru a door that Laura unlocked with one of her store keys. She locked the door behind us, then put a sturdy barrel up against it. Then she whirled around and gave me a quick but hard kiss ... loosening her black slacks, she said "remember what I told you would happen the next time you came in?". She let her slacks fall, then dropped her panties, with both pair still hooked to one of her ankles. She wheeled and put an apron on the seat of the only chair, then sat and opened up her legs... "Eat Me", she calmly ordered me...

In the dim light her legs were so toned and beautiful, and the bush between them was inviting. I drropped to my knees, and moved my tongue into her with a force that startled her, and caused her to open her mouth and exhale hard. "Take it Davey, I want you to have it – but you have to lick it and take good care of it ... ummmm, that's right ... just like -- ahhhhhh!..." She said "lick", but what I gave her was a strong tongue Fuck ... the moment she felt my tongue going in and out of her, she started thrusting her hips hard ... she matched my moves, but then she stretched her arms out in front of her, grabbing at the top of my jacket. When she got her full grip, she pulled me tighter and moved her chin upward ... I put my hand over her lips, then she yelled hard into my palm, until she had run completely out of air ... She swung her left arm and knocked some log books off the top of a box, but neither of us cared ... I had just answered her demand, and given her a total climax. She stroked my hair for a couple of moments, but then told me to stand up. When I got to full height, her hands were already opening my pants. When my Dick sprung out, she angled her mouth to take it fully inside ... she held it for a moment, then let go and said, "I know ... Fuck my Mouth... !" She got me back inside, then sat completely solid until I started stroking inside her lips ... she gave me full freedom to pound her mouth, so I had no choice but to keep doing that until I felt the cum working from the base of my Dick to the top. I warned her, "You sure you're ready for this... ?" She withdrew for a second to say, "YES, GODDAMMIT ... C'MON!" So I put my hands in a lock around the back of her head, and shot as hard as I possibly could.

Laura remained still until I stopped thrusting, then she moved her head back and swallowed. She immediately put my Dick on her face and rubbed me all over it. For her extra effort, she got a couple of tiny spurts on her cheeks. Then she fell back, bumping her head on a box – but laughing about it. Then she said a quick, "let's not press our luck", and sprang to her feet ... while we both reattached our clothing, she looked up at me with a big smile ... I asked her to be still, so I could flick the two little shots of cum off her face ... her reaction was to open her mouth wide, stick out her tongue, and close her eyes to wait for me to put the extra cream on her tongue. When she closed her mouth on my finger, she sucked it and said "c'mon... !" We reached the bottom of the stairs, then she put the cart in my hands, grabbed a small box of cereal, then picked up a clipboard as we got near the swinging doors. Laura then shook her hair out, and got her pony tail back in order. When we got back out on the floor, several customers were working their way past, and she looked at me, saying a "I'm glad we could find that for you, Sir...", for ALL to hear ... Then she split for the checkout stands, and I got back to business in the aisles.

When I reached back down to find my grocery list, I discovered that my slacks were still unzipped. I managed to fix them without drawing attention, then I finally started breathing easy – and got back to the real reason I was there. My head was still spinning, but I felt so damn good. When I got to the end of my list, I went directly for Laura's checkout line. She was as smiling and professional as usual, then when she put the last bag into my basket, she handed me the cash register list, adding "Sir, be sure to check your receipt and make sure everything is right..." When I casually looked at the receipt, Laura had written over the printout " PRACTICE RUN AT WC, THUR 4PM, BE THERE?" I marveled at her slight-of-hand, and nodded a big "YES", before going out the door. On the way home, I reviewed those 15 minutes with Laura over and over ... thinking to myself that I had never seen her so wild – unless of course I thought about Monday afternoon at Mary's house. As a final thought, I said to myself that no matter what Carly said to me at our upcoming pow-wow, that it would be soooo difficult to give up moments like the one at the grocery store.

I managed to get thru dinner with my Mom without any controversy, then I slid out the door, for some "checking up at the house..." Of course my visit there was to call the secretary Maria, to further our strange conversation. I slumped down against the wall in the kitchen, to think about all that this mysterious woman had said to me. But then I decided to just take the plunge and call, and see what might develop. Maria answered after a couple of rings, and we picked up the subject immediately. "I've been doing a lot of thinking ... I may be asking way too much of you ... but it's just that – well, after I saw the two of you together yesterday – I realized how long it had been since I had been touched ... you know, in the right way ... I saw your girlfriend enjoying it so much, it made me long for affection again ... I don't mean to hurt anybody..." then Maria went silent. I really didn't know what to say to her ... then she finally said "are you still there... ?" So I blurted out "why ME?" ... she said a very careful, "I'm just trying to ... well, I want to be with somebody who will treat me like I saw you treating her yesterday ... can I suggest something?"

I told her to go ahead. "I'm scared to ask you to come to my house, because ' he ' shows up without warning ... do you have a place we could talk, and... ?" I thought quickly about it, and decided I did not want this virtual stranger of a lady to know anything about Vi's house, OR Mary's house – for that could get complicated. So I reacted with "I'm sorry, I just don't if anything like that is possible..." But Maria countered with "OK, I'll get a room at a Motel, and we can meet there, and have complete privacy ... we can have something to drink, and just relax and talk ... if you want to leave then, I will understand ... can you meet me at the Greensboro Inn tomorrow at 2:00?"

I thought about it, then realized the lure of the whole thing was just too much ... so I responded with... "OK, I can be there ... just park your car around back, away from the highway, and leave a note in your car seat, with the room number on it..." There was a slight hesitation, but then Maria said "Uhhhh, so you'll really come? I mean, I'll pay for it ... I just want you to promise me that you won't change your mind ... I would really love it, if you came to see me..." I confirmed that I'd be there, but that at that moment I really needed to go ... she said "Fine, thank you ... you won't be disappointed ... thank you David..." After I put the phone down, I gave myself a little pat on the back, for thinking to employ the game plan that had worked so well for Vi and me, a few days earlier. It's just that I still did not KNOW this woman.

Then I got a pepsi, and sat this time in one of the kitchen chairs ... I stopped right there, and visioned this Maria. She admitted to being "40" but I felt she looked younger. She had jet-black hair, sometimes straight, sometimes curled, that extended just below her ears. She had an attractive face, but I hadn't thought about that too much – for I had become accustomed to seeing a negative look from her, anytime I passed thru the Counselors' offices. I didn't recall much about her figure, because she always wore business clothing, with all the jackets and such. She came up to my shoulder, meaning that she was maybe 5'5" – 5'6" ... seriously, I just hadn't given her much thought as a "woman". But I considered that could change the next afternoon – or NOT.

Then I thought it would be right to call Carly and talk to her a little. Her Mom answered the phone, and when she found it was me, she cheerfully went to get Carly. My girl came to the phone, having obviously been told who was calling. We got into some small talk about school, then I asked her if we could meet mid-morning Sunday ... she paused a little, saying "well, I was hoping for tomorrow, but ... I'll just run some errands with Mom on Saturday, then ... do you want to come by to get me about 10 or so Sunday?" ... I had thought that part out, so I said "maybe it's better that you ride your bike over ... your Dad might not be ready for me to take you somewhere in the car already..." Carly agreed, and said a last..."ummmm, do you want me to bring anybody else?" I gave her a quick "NO, my Love, the day is all about US..." She relaxed and laughed, and said, "Perfect ... I can't wait to see you..." And our little plan was settled.

I managed to get thru Friday night and Saturday morning without any excess "begging" sessions ... leaving me free to plan my strategy for meeting Maria. The Greensboro Inn was located along the frontage road on South US29, maybe a similar distance down the highway that the CCMall & Holiday Inn were North, from our house.

It looked to be a cold and cloudy day, so I came up with an alternate plan – no using the car, because it might be spotted on or near the Motel, and I didn't want to take the chance of needing to explain myself. No bike, for it was a good 40 minute trek on what looked to be a blustery day. So I settled on taking the bus, which I knew made stops both north and south of town, along that main highway.

I waited until the coast was clear so I could just slip out the front door, and disappear around the corner down below. I made the walk all the way down Autumn Drive, finally reaching the main drag and the bus stop. I paid my 25 cents and boarded, then picked a stop just a few hundred yards from the little "motel row" fronting the highway. Because it was an mid-Saturday afternoon, all the salesmen had gone home to their families, and I was still there before the big check-in of weekend visitors to Greensboro. Then I realized that I did NOT KNOW what kind of vehicle Maria had – a serious tactical error on my part. Fortunately, at 1:50pm, there were only two cars and a small pickup parked in back of the motel lot. I passed on the truck (didn't exactly look like her style), then checked the first of the two cars ... a little white paper with "209" was resting on the floorboard of the vehicle.