Year 2 - Term 3
April 1977
Over the course of the 3 week break at Easter, we must have spoken on the phone at least 5 times a week. Mum even intercepted one of Jane's calls and had a five minute chat with her.
"Just the landlord's grand-daughter eh!" she said when she handed the phone to me.
It seemed a long time before I returned to London.
I arrived at Euston on the Sunday to find Jane waiting on the concourse. After finally peeling her lips off mine, we left to go to Hither Green.
As the new term began, we were both intense in our studies. There was still time for music, drinks out and just being together, quietly. Over the first few days, we only kissed on the landing as we went to our separate beds.
On the Thursday mid afternoon, we had been out for a run and both of us wanted showers. I told Jane to go first, which she did. When she finished she came out and shouted she was done. I shouted back but took a moment or two before going to the bathroom. As I stepped out onto the landing towards the bathroom, Jane was coming back out of her room, just in her bra, knickers and pop socks. I stood still, looking at her lovely semi-clothed body and said,
"Nice socks!"
She looked back, making a deliberate head to toe scan then back to my underwear, saying, "Nice...just nice."
Study dominated our time, added to which Eric and Mary stayed in!
May 1977
Not for the first time I was aware that Jane was on her period. She said it was unusually uncomfortable, not painful but it made her glum. I felt sorry for her and not really knowing what to do, on my way home, I got her a hot water bottle. It was something I vaguely remember mum putting to herself every now and then!!
Jane hugged me in thanks. She used it and said she felt better for it. She was back to her self by the Friday. Personally, I wondered if the stress of her upcoming A Levels was a contributory factor.
Jane's first week of exams included 2 history and 1 geography. I'd kissed her off each morning. I even walked part way with her on the Wednesday. She seemed relieved when she got back on the Thursday, as if they'd gone better than she feared.
The following week, Jane had 1 Geography and 2 Art exams. I also had two year-end exams. Both of us finished the week mildly pleased with how we'd done.
For me, the exams confirmed my intention for a third and final year of study and graduation. What I would do after that was still up in the clouds!
For Jane, however, she'd already decided what she wanted to do. Earlier in the year, after long discussions with her grandad and then with me she'd told us. She didn't want to go away, she didn't really want to go to University as such, she just wanted to go to the nearby Greenwich poly. Like me, she had no idea what to do after that!
On the Friday, when all our exams were done, we all went out for meal and drinks. Eric and Mary paid! We left at about 11 and all went to Mary's flat. For a nightcap! Jane and I stayed for a while finally leaving gone midnight.
When we got back it would be fair to say that we were both down to knickers and boxers in about 3 minutes! Clothes were strewn on my bedroom floor and we were lay on the bed. Kissing her was followed by my fondling her breasts and kissing them. We also just lay together, me on my back and Jane snuggled into my shoulder.
As kissing resumed and my hand caressed her breast, my 'cucumber' grew. Jane most certainly knew. While still in the kiss, her hand took mine from her breast, and slid it down till it lay on top of her knickers, at her left leg. I eased from the kiss to look at her, her hand having left mine.
There was a nervous smile, an anticipatory smile, on her face. She raised her lips to mine. After a long moment's kiss, I slid my hand across the top of her knickers to rest over her wiry, pubic bush through them. I could feel its roughness beneath my hand. Slowly I rotated my hand, moving my finger down towards her vulva, still outside her knickers. As I did, Jane widened her legs, making a gap where the crutch of her knickers was. I eased my hand forward, lowering my fingers into the gap she had opened; feeling the inside of her legs pressed lightly against the sides of my fingers. Jane's breathing was rapid and hot. I continued moving my hand until the palm was cupping her vagina's entrance, albeit outside her knickers.
Easing out of the kiss, we looked into each other's eyes, my hand so close to her most intimate place. Gently and slowly, I moved my fingers round to the side of her leg where her knickers were, then up and round over the top of her pubis then down the inside of her other leg. With my middle finger, I drew a line along the centre of the crutch of her knickers, over the middle of her vagina's labia and up towards her clitoris. Then down again, stopping where I sensed her vagina's entrance to be. There, I could feel a dampness and I pressed my finger in, just a fraction. It was in the right place.
I so wanted to push in, to pull her knickers off and go for it. But I didn't. Instead I just cupped my hand again over her vulva and kissed her. She clamped my hand to keep it there as she closed her legs.
Finally, we lay back, Jane to my left. I stretched out my left hand placing it over her pubic mound, but outside her knickers, with my index finger pointing down to her vagina's entrance. I could feel the rough thatch of her pubic hair under my palm.
A moment later, Jane's right hand moved to rest on my underwear, the base of her palm on the knob end of my erection. She lightly gripped it.
How long it was before fell asleep like that, I don't know. But we did.
As the early morning broke and I stirred awake, as usual it was greeted by my morning erection. I was lay on my back, Jane at my side on her side, her hand lay on my chest. Whether she sensed me waking I'm not sure, but once I turned my head to look at her, her eyes opened. Almost immediately her hand moved down, across my stomach and over my boxers, finally resting on the hard underside of my erection. Her fingers lightly curled.
"Mmm," she said, "feels like it's a good morning."
"Definitely," I replied. Jane snuggled into me, pushing her pubis into my side.
I felt enraged with lust, but didn't want to force anything. However, hormones have a will of their own! Pushing her onto her back, I cocked my leg between hers, which she opened without resistance. I settled between her legs, classic missionary position but for the underwear separating us! I lowered my extra hard penis, albeit inside my boxers, to rest on Jane's knickers covered pubis. Just looking at one another, I ground it into her.
We kissed. After a few moments, I broke the kiss and lay back beside her, saying,
"I think I need a cold shower!"
Jane hurriedly got up, "Not before I have a wee."
I was just getting out of the shower when Eric and Mary came back.
