DISCLAIMER: The story you are about to read is purely fictional. Any possible similarities between the characters and events with people in real life are purely coincidental.
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My life couldn't be any better. I had spent the last couple of years in misery as a 28 year-old unemployed web developer who lived with his parents. Now I had a dream job, my own house, and a gorgeous girl next door who is totally attracted to me.
What more could a man ask for?
It had been a week since my first sexual experience with Crissy, but I still cannot forget the day she went from sitting on my lap in my home office to sitting hard on my cock in my bed. She was everything I could ask for in a girl. Totally gorgeous with a shapely athletic body, a rack that would make most men drool uncontrollably, and a round hard ass that would give J-Lo a run for her money. Outside of her looks, I liked how Crissy was a bright intelligent girl with a zest for life. Since that day, we've hung out more outside of the prying eyes of our neighbors. We've gone to see art exhibits, long walks along the Chicago River, and of course, made love several more times.
Times did slow down though for us. Her Spring Break had ended and her Senior year of high school still needed to be finished. We both looked forward to when she begins college so our dating could be more public. I never understood it. Even I myself am accused of thinking that 18 or older, a high school girl is still a girl, and off limits to older adults like myself. Thank God for Crissy to show me the error in my thinking.
Crissy being back in school could also have not been better timed. My company handed me a big project designing a large web site for a Telecommunications company. Worse off, these people had no clue what they wanted, so I was shooting in the dark. After a horrible morning of meetings trying to get an inkling of a clue from my clients, I was happy it was 2 and I could head home to a nice relaxing day of work without anyone barking down my throat about "I'll know what I like when I see it"....YEESH!
Anyway, seeing as it was Spring in Evanston (a suburb north of Chicago), I had all my windows open as I plugged away at a layout in my office. 3 PM hit when I heard a knocking at my back door. I quickly headed downstairs to find an upset Crissy standing there. She didn't look happy, but she looked good. She was clad in a light mid-driff sweater, showing a little bit of her tight abs. Her jeans were the usual style for women now - tight with the flared bottoms. I opened the door and she stormed inside, tossing her book bag on my kitchen table.
Mark: "What's wrong sweetie? What happened?"
Crissy: "MEN ARE SUCH ASSHOLES!"
Mark: "Even me?"
Crissy: "Mark, you know I don't mean you. I had a bad day so I'm not in the mood for witty humor"
Mark: "I know. You look stressed out. Why don't you go relax in the living room and I'll make you a cup of tea."
Crissy: "Thanks."
I tossed a full kettle of water on the burner. As I turned around, Crissy came up to me and grabbed me in a warm embrace, her head resting on my chest. Her arms squeezed around me tightly and I placed on hand on her hips and the other on her shoulder blades. After a few minutes of holding one another, I heard the kettle go off and I released Crissy so I could take the water off the burner. I pulled out my assortment of tea.
Mark: "Green? Black? Herbal?"
Crissy: "Give me some of that raspberry herbal stuff"
Mark: "No problem."
After a few minutes, I found myself sitting on my couch with my upset girlfriend, hot cups of tea in our hands.
Mark: "So what happened to you today? Why are you all upset?"
Crissy: "Ok, I was at school, and last period rang so it was time to head home. I got my Pre-Calculus book from my locker when Randy Johnson came up to me."
Mark: "And he is?"
Crissy: "He's a running back for the football team. Just another dumb jock if you ask me."
Mark: "Ok, so what did he do?"
Crissy: "He walked up to me and acted all friendly. He asked me out to a movie this weekend. I thanked him for his offer but told him I was seeing someone. Randy asked who and I said that it was none of his business. He then got mad and said that I was a tease and a loser. Then Brandie Stevens showed up."
Mark: "And she is?"
Crissy: "She's a cheerleader and a major slut. I heard she let two guys fuck her at a beer blast earlier in the year. She never liked me because I caught a lot of attention from the football team even though I never ran with her cheerleader clique. Brandie came up and Randy put his arm around her. He then said that my ass was so big that it should have its own locker. She laughed and agreed with that asshole and said that if I was ever a cheerleader, I'd need to move double-time so my ass can keep up with me. They then just headed off...probably to find a vacant broom closet or something."
Mark: "Ooooooooookay...why are you so upset at what those two think? We'll probably see them a few years from now on the Jerry Springer show."
I then started to make a funny impression of the two, speaking in a trailer-park trash voice. Crissy giggled at my efforts and just leaned her head over on my chest.
Crissy: "I don't know why it bothers me so much. Is my ass really that big?"
At that moment, my mind was in a flutter. Her ass big? Heaven's no. It wasn't a flat ass like you see most anorexic models sporting, but a nice, round, bubbly ass. For a moment, I couldn't understand why she would worry about it, but then I realized that she still is a teenager, and thus has self-esteem issues. I gave her a reassurance.
Mark: "Crissy...your ass is gorgeous. Yes it's round...it's a 'bubble-butt', but guys like that. Heck, look at how many men drool all over J-Lo's ass? It goes to show that women with curves, women like you are far more attractive than little sticks like this Brandie gal."
Crissy: "Do you really mean that?"
Crissy then got up and bent over a little in front of me. Her gorgeous ass was right in front of my face. I was in awe at her cute round little posterior as she gave it a small wiggle. I gave my honest answer.
Mark "Of course I do. You certainly must know that I think you have a sexy ass for all the times I grabbed it."
Unknowing to me, Crissy had undone her jeans. Suddenly, she pulled them down in front of me, revealing her smooth round cheeks to my delight. She was wearing a white cotton thong, which divided the two mounds beautifully.
Crissy: "You certainly have. So why aren't you grabbing it now?"
I extended my hands out and took one butt cheek in each hand. I began to caress and massage her wonderful ass as she prominently displayed it in front of me. I could tell that her bubble-butt was hereditary. I knew she worked out regularly and her body showed it. Her ass may be round, but it was tight and smooth.
Crissy then stood straight up and began to wiggle and grind her hips to a smooth house CD I had left playing on low volume when she had come over. She reached down and pulled her light sweater off, giving me a striptease as I smiled and enjoyed her movements. I sat back and watched as she slowly took off her bra, freeing those beautiful C-cups from their cotton confines. Crissy then did a variation of a belly dancer grind close to me as she spoke in her seductive voice.
