This is the fourth installment of Melissa's Journey. The story can stand alone, but the first three stories, and particularly the third chapter, Melissa's Journey: Close to Home, may add context.
Melissa, known to her friends as Mel, was about to turn 45, but she looked younger. For a few years, she had been reflecting on her sexual desires, fantasies, and interests, and that led to two intimate encounters well over a year earlier. Then, just the day before, Mel volunteered to check in on Zach, her best friend's eighteen-year-old son, who was recovering from knee surgery. A series of unexpected events snowballed until her sincere good deed ended up with Mel giving Zach his first hand job until he came in her hands. Mel knew yesterday would never have happened before her newfound sexual exploration. But, having unleashed her more uninhibited mind, the combination of Zach's obvious sexual arousal and his apparent lack of sexual experience combined to allow Mel to act on the erotic energy in the moment. Giving Zach much-needed relief also, in a strange way, satisfied Mel's maternal caretaker instincts.
Mel woke early Wednesday and immediately thought about the day before. She was aware that, unlike her two prior dalliances, she had not texted her husband after and did not mention it the night before. Mel was not concerned about him being upset; it was more about her feeling that the "story" wasn't yet over. She knew the plan was for her to "check in" on Zach all week while her friend Susie was at work, and it was only Wednesday. Mel also wondered how Zach, being so inexperienced, would feel about what happened, and she was most concerned that he not feel at all uncomfortable. So Mel decided she would share what happened with her husband when it was clear exactly what that was.
Before 8 am, Susie texted Mel to say Zach had slept well and had his first in-home physical therapy session later that morning, and that Susie had bought all the fixings for sub sandwiches for lunch. Another text read: "Zach said lunch yesterday was amazing Thx again for doing this Love u." Mel responded by text: "Totally my pleasure. Love u too." Mel planned to get to Susie's house a little before noon, and she took a long time deciding what to wear. She ultimately decided on straight leg jeans, a snug print button down blouse, and gold platform sandals. She had a thought to go without a bra, which she could pull off in that top, but she decided to wear a light purple, front-clasp bra that was flirtier than usual for that type of outfit. Mel smiled to herself at how closely she examined her outfit, and at the last moment she decided to undo one extra button on her top.
Mel got to Susie's (and Zach's) at about ten minutes before noon and knocked on the door, but she let herself in, so Zach did not have to get up to answer the door. She felt a few butterflies in her stomach from wondering how Zach would react. When Mel walked in, the urgency in Zach's eyes told Mel he was still thinking about what happened the day before, and she knew Zach hoped today would hold more of the same. His expression, and the tingle running down her spine, told Mel it probably would. "Hey sweetie, how was physical therapy," Mel asked with a friendly smile that didn't reflect the tension in her midsection.
"It wasn't bad Mrs. C.," Zach said in classic teenager non-disclosure mode. She wondered if he had any earthly idea how much his calling her "Mrs. C." affected her.
"That's good," she said. "And how have the cramps been?" Mel asked. The question hung in the air given that a cramp was what led to Mel jerking off Zach the day before. Zach was clearly flustered by the question and what it conjured up.
"Better," Zach said, a little nervously. "But I've still had a few," he added, looking almost hopefully into Mel's eyes. Mel smiled, now knowing for sure Zach was hoping for a repeat of the day before. She was surprised by how much that realization aroused her.
"I'm glad I'm here then," Mel said, wanting Zach to understand he was in control of what happened.
"So am I," Zach gulped, and his eyes briefly lowered to Mel's breasts before looking up at her eyes again.
"So, are you hungry, young man?" Mel asked almost flirtatiously. Zach nodded and broke into a big smile. Mel moved near him and touched his nose with her index finger, which Zach clearly liked. "Then I will be right back," she said. Before heading into the kitchen, Mel could not help but notice Zach was already erect under his athletic shorts.
Mel assembled a fulsome foot-long sub, calling out to ask Zach what he wanted on the sandwich. She added chips, grabbed a ginger ale from the fridge, and walked back to the living room. This time Zach looked at her almost desperately, and there was no hiding the obvious bulge in his shorts. "Here you are sweetie," Mel said as she moved a TV tray by the sofa and leaned over to set down the plate and the soda, treating Zach to a view of her cleavage. She looked up to see Zach just staring at her. Mel smiled and asked, "Is everything okay, Zach?" He nodded ever so slightly. "Are you sure?" Mel asked softly.
Zach swallowed and smiled awkwardly. Mel smiled back and raised her eyebrows as if to ask if there was something he wanted to say. "I... well... I can't stop thinking about yesterday," Zach struggled to say, sending a shudder through Mel. She smiled warmly, trying to stay nonchalant, and wanting him to be comfortable. "I thought about it last night in bed," he shared, looking slightly embarrassed. "And this morning too when I woke up," he gushed, clearly nervous but also excited to be telling her what he was feeling. Mel was trembling and not sure exactly how to respond, so she smiled again warmly. "It was the most amazing thing ever... so I guess I wanted to say thank you" Zach added.