Like Kids Again

I pulled up outside your family's place. There wasn't much room to park on the street, so I found a spot about a block down and parked. Must be a fun time for everyone judging by the lack of parking spaces. I walked the block and a half to your relative's door and knocked. A man I didn't recognize opened it and looked at me. "Can I help you?"

"Yeah, I'm looking for Mandy. I'm an old friend."

"OK. Stay right there." The man went back inside and I stood in the doorstep, nervously moving from foot to foot. We'd spoken earlier today, but I still had no idea how you would react, especially with your family there.

The man came back and I could see you walking behind him. The smile on your face when you saw me made my heart leap, but I tried to not jump forward and grab you in a massive hug. You gave me a light hug and pulled me into the house. You made the rounds and introduced me to the family, some of whom I'd met years ago and most I hadn't met at all until now. After the obligatory introductions were finished, we sat down at the kitchen table and talked a bit, just small talk. I almost chuckled at that because I knew how you hated small talk. You kept looking around at your family and biting your lip, and you leaned over to me. "Want to go for a walk? It's a little crowded in here."

Hell yes I wanted to go for a walk. With all of your family in the house and the noise combined with my fucked up ears, I could barely keep track of the conversation. I was trying to read your lips, which is only a problem because I kept getting distracted by them. They looked so kissable. We stood up and you grabbed my arm and led me out the door, stopping just long enough to let one of your family know we were going out. Once we were outside the ringing in my ears died down a bit and I could focus on what you were saying.

We strolled down the sidewalk, and you stopped at my car. "Idaho plates. This is yours?"

"Yeah. Just a simple little car."

You step to the door and look at me with a smile. I unlock the car and open the door, and you slide in. I close the door gently, and then get in the driver's seat. "Where ya wanna go, gorgeous?" You think a bit, and then say "Somewhere I can see the moon without all these lights getting in the way." I consider the options, then start the car and maneuver out of the spot. I wind my way through the suburban sprawl, and then turn north on the Bangerter Highway. "How long can you be away?"

"As long as I want. I have a key to the house."

I take Bangerter up to 80 and then head west. You interlace your fingers with mine on top of the gearshift, and we smile at each other. Sometimes words aren't needed. I pull off at The Great Saltair. It's a concert venue that used to be a club right on the edge of the Salt Lake, and it's empty pretty much every weeknight. Tonight is no exception. I drive to the end of the parking lot and park, and we sit and just look at the moon. You eventually turn to me. "Remember doing this stuff when we were kids? Sneaking out and just being with each other?"

"How could I forget? It was some of the happiest moments of my life."

You smile, and take a look at the back seat. The car is small, and the backseat is tiny. Pretty much a concession to the insurance company so the car couldn't be called a coup. You bite your lip, and then say "Wanna be kids again, just for a minute?"

I look at the backseat and smile. "It'll be cramped. But let's give it a try." We get out and move the front seats all the way forward so that we can fit, and then we crawl into the back seat. You curl up under my arm and we sit there together, holding hands and just feeling the warmth of each other's body. You rest your head on my shoulder, and we stay like that for a good long while. The moonlight illuminates your face, and I can't resist leaning down and kissing you softly. You kiss me back, hesitant at first, and then your hand comes up and cradles the back of my head, keeping the kiss going. We finally come up for air, and I give you a smile. "We wouldn't be acting like kids if we didn't make out just a little bit."

"We did a lot more in the backseat than kiss."

"Yeah... Trust me, I remember." And I sure did remember. The memories came flooding back, and coupled with actually holding you in my arms it made me shiver. I kiss you again, not so gently this time, and you respond in kind, pushing your body against mine as our tongues dance together and our hands stroke each other. When the kiss ends you lean back and look at me, biting your lip again. I can see the thoughts warring in your head, and you start pushing your pants down over your hips. Our eyes are locked on each other, as if we look away this fantasy might end. I help pull your pants off of your legs and I work on undoing my belt and pushing my pants down to my ankles. You throw your leg over me and straddle me, pressing yourself against me.

My body is going haywire, every touch of your skin making my mind explode. I'm so hard that it hurts, and I can feel the wetness from your pussy coating me as you rock your hips and slide yourself against me. I reach up and trail my fingers over your face and our eyes are still locked on each other. We don't want to break the spell that's allowing us to be kids again. You slowly slide yourself to the very tip of my cock, and I can feel myself enter you, inch by inch. My heart is beating like crazy, and our eyes stay locked on each other. You continue taking me inside you until I'm buried in you completely, and we stay like that, staring into each other's eyes. I reach up and place my hand over your heart, and I can feel it hammering against my palm, a staccato beat that mirrors my own. You cover my hand with your own, and we sit like that for an unknown time, the feeling of our bodies together making us want to stretch the moment as long as possible.

I opened my mouth to say something, and before I can get the words out you lean forward and kiss me. I slide my free hand to your hip, and slowly begin moving, grinding myself against you. There's not enough room in the back seat for me to move very much at all, but the small little thrusts, and you grinding against me, bring a gasp from your mouth. You lean back and enjoy the sensation of me moving inside you, your clit rubbing against my pelvis as I rock my hips and feel every inch of me sliding inside you. Your hand holds mine in place over your heart, and my other hand is gripping your hip hard enough that I might leave bruises. Every time I thrust I pull you forward onto me, pressing my body against yours. You begin rocking your hips in rhythm with mine, making little noises that cause my head to swim. Every thrust drives me more into bliss, and I watch your face as the feelings and emotions flood over you as well.

Your heart is hammering against the palm of my hand, and my heart is echoing yours. You begin grinding against me faster, harder, whimpering and gasping with every movement. I hold on to you and let you ride me, keeping my eyes on your beautiful face, not wanting to miss a single moment with you. As you take over the movement, I slide my hand off your hip and slide my thumb between your pussy lips, rubbing your clit as you grind against me. Your voice gets louder as I tease and play with your clit, and I can feel your body starting to jerk and twitch. I watch as the orgasm rolls over you, and I hear you call my name as you cum. That drives me over the edge, and I finally close my eyes as I explode inside you, filling you, and I gasp your name as the pleasure overwhelms me.

Our bodies are still moving, each little thrust driving us just a little bit higher, until you collapse against me, your body shaking, my hand still pressed against your heart. You lean against me, your body relaxing, and I wrap my arm around your waist and pull you close. As you lay your head on my shoulder, I whisper into your ear. "Mandy... I love you."

You wrap your arms around my neck and hug me tight, and I hear you whisper back: "I love you too." We stay like that until the moonlight fades, holding each other, not wanting that moment to end, feeling like kids again.