It was a bight sunny afternoon and Andrew had just got back from his weekly run. He deliberately took his route around 3.30pm to coincide with the sixth formers leaving the local Girls' High School. He called it the 'School Run.' He knew it was a bit naughty, but he was only looking. He often got admiring glances from some of the older girls. When it was warm, like on this particular day he had donned his shorts and running vest, which revealed his toned arms and legs. Some of the girls were so well developed; so nubile that only their little uniforms gave away their true status. If he saw them in town, on a Saturday, he would leer with impunity, but that wasn't so much fun. He might just be looking while he jogged, but with Kylie, he hadn't just looked. He noticed her once the previous week, though she hadn't spotted him.
Even though she was his neighbour, they were like ships that passed in the night. He was at work before she left for school and back before she returned. Three weeks had passed since he had given her shelter from the rain. A full three weeks since she had seduced him; worked him out and given him the time of his life. It was only a blow job, but it was an amazing one. Maybe it was naughty, a bit too naughty. It was probably just as well they hadn't gone any further, he thought. It was little comfort for his conscience, but it was something.
As these thoughts were whirling round in his head, there was a knock at his door. He was still just wearing a towel from his shower and opened the door tentatively, to see who it was. It was Kylie.
'Hello Andrew, long time no see.'
'Ah, hi...this is a surprise, I wasn't sure if I would see you again.'
'I've been busy with my revision, you know how it is. Well are you going to ask me in?'
'Erm, well...I've just come out the shower.'
'That's OK. I don't mind.'
Andrew suddenly felt flustered. Why was she here? He felt he should make some excuse. He would say he was busy and that it was inconvenient, but the words came out as:
'OK then come in if you like.'
He closed his eyes and sniffed. She had the same sweet smell as before.
She had obviously just come from school. Her uniform was similar to the first time. Short, black pleated skirt, white blouse and then Andrew noticed. Why he hadn't spotted them when she was at the door he didn't know. Her tights had been replaced by black thigh-length socks. They finished just short of her skirt, so that there was a cheeky line of white flesh. Andrew gulped. Under his towel he could feel his dick stir. His breathing quickened.
'I bet you like this uniform, don't you Andrew, do you like my socks?'
'Oh Kylie. Oh fuck.'
'I'll take that as a yes. Can I have a coffee and some cookies again. I like your cookies.'
She looked down and noticed the obvious distortion to the front of the towel, which Andrew attempted to hide ineptly. Kylie rolled her tongue along her bottom lip. Andrew was briefly mesmerised. That long black hair. Her bright blue eyes. Those legs!
'Erm...yes coffee of course. Can you just give me a minute while I put something on?'
'OK, if you must.'
Andrew disappeared for a minute or two and returned in boxer shorts and a T-shirt.
'So what brings you here today then?'
'Oh, I just thought I'd nip round for a chat and see how you were doing. Have you missed me?'
'Well, sort of.'
'Sort of?'
'Last time. It was great, but we went too far. You're eighteen; still at school.'
'Don't you fancy me any more?'
'Of course I do, but...
Before he could finish his sentence Kylie grabbed his lunchbox in her right hand and gave it a little squeeze.
'Ooh Andrew.'
'Kylie, please. Let me get you a coffee.'
Andrew wanted to push her away and he wanted to pull her towards him. He touched her arm, but she drew it away. She wanted to tease him a bit more.