Forward: This story was first written almost 15 years ago by another author. I liked the story so much I offered additional ideas to the original author who gave his permission for me to continue it as he had no time. This first chapter has been since heavily edited and changed to my own writing style, as well as to fit in with the rules of this site. It is my first submission and hope you like it and want more...as there will be plenty!
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Chapter 1...the beginning
This adventure started on a late summer Friday evening. I was driving to pick-up my fiancée Anne Marie to take her out to dinner and dancing. She had started college for secretarial school this summer and we had not seen each other for a couple of weeks; this was the first date we had been on since she had started college. She had a month off between semesters so planned on spending the rest of the summer together making up for lost time.
We had met and dated through high school, I had been the quarterback on our football team and Annie was the head cheerleader, so it was almost natural we ended up together. After graduating we got engaged and were and hoping to build up some income before settling down together.
I arrived at her parent's house only to have her meet me on the porch upset. She apologized immediately saying some friends of the family had just called begging her to babysit for them. They had forgotten about an important engagement and desperately needed a sitter and she was their last chance. As Annie was starting school and her parents were in so much debt, she needed all the money she could get, even if it was babysitting. They were also close friends of her parents and she couldn't say no without reason...and unfortunately a date wasn't good enough for her parents. To add even more pressure, they owned the local bank where her parents had their loan and it was only their friendship keeping them from losing their house and who knows what else.
I was understanding knowing the circumstances, but still slightly pissed off--we do not get to see each other while she is away in school, and we were both horny as hell for not being together for some time. Making matters even worse Annie looked incredible tonight wearing white high heels, a red checkered miniskirt, and a tight white shirt unbuttoned and tied off at her waist. Her nipples were clearly visible against the tight fabric and as she moved I caught glimpses cleavage from her 36C tits making my mouth water knowing she was not wearing a bra. I got hard as soon as I saw her—her shapely, well-tanned legs accented by the high heels and showing so much of her body after being apart so long was almost too much to handle.
Annie has an athletic figure left over from cheerleading in high school as well as a gorgeous face with full lips surrounded by long dark auburn hair. She's quite the looker. Everybody who meets her says she should be a model, and she planned on attempting a modeling career; however, she wanted to earn some money from her vocational school in order to afford a modeling shoot for a portfolio to get started. She was a "10" in any man's book...and I was lucky to have her!
So there we were standing at the doorstep, her apologizing profusely saying our date was off for the night and me appreciating her body. She did not have to be at the Strauss' house for at least an hour so offered to sit on the porch while we waited. She had bought a bottle of wine for tonight and asked if I wanted some so accepted. As she turned away I couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous ass outlined from beneath her skirt.
A few minutes she came out with two wine glasses and an opened bottle pouring us each a glass. I thought it would be a waste knowing how Annie gets when she's had a few drinks, especially since we were planning to go out to dinner beforehand and she had not eaten anything. Alcohol is an aphrodisiac to her...she gets very horny and flirtatious. Inwardly she loved showing off her body and it was one of the aspects that drew me to her. I loved "showing her off" wherever we went...and she loved being the exhibitionist making us the perfect pair.
We sat on the porch swing chatting about her school and my work at the auto body shop, but my eyes kept straying to her legs and the fleshy glimpses from her shirt opening as she turned to talk to me. She caught my gaze several times and knew the alcohol was having an effect on her—she was purposely turning in ways allowing more to be revealed than normal.
By the end of the bottle we were both feeling the effects when suddenly looking at her watch she exclaimed, "Oh shit, I need to be there in 15 minutes!"
Since we both had drank on empty stomachs, I suggested walking her to the other end of the development where she had to go to get rid of some of the effects of the wine. We started down the sidewalk, half the time walking in front of me with the full knowledge I was staring at her legs and firm ass. She was being a real tease, at one point bending down to "adjust" the strap of her shoe. She continued turning towards me in ways purposely meant to open her blouse up giving me a good show and I loved every minute of it, again upset we wouldn't be able to follow through tonight.
Looking at my pants she smiled seeing my cock almost bursting through. I knew she was feeling just as horny, causing her to be even more of an exhibitionist, so we were both in for a frustrating evening.
In all too short a time we arrived at the Strauss' house, the sexual tension almost palpable in the night air. The effects of the wine were barely gone and we were both highly aroused, but there was little to be done.
Instead of knocking at the front door she led me around the back, stopping before we got to the back porch she turned around. Looking into my eyes with a mischievous smile, she casually reached down and unzipped my pants. Still smiling at me she knelt down, reached in and pulled out my cock, slowly planting a sloppy, wet kiss on my aching dick. She gave me a squeeze and whispered she'd see him again soon, stood up, and kissed me. Giving my cock another playful squeeze said goodnight, giggled, and disappeared through the back door leaving me with my meat throbbing and sticking straight out in the night air. My only consolation was the knowledge of her being as horny as I was as the cold breeze blew against my exposed flesh.
We had often teased each to the brink were of practically raping the other, and she was obviously in one of her more playful and horny moods; unfortunately, I knew there was nothing to be done tonight.
To this day I don't know why, but since I had nothing better to do and decided to hang around and snoop on her. Looking back it may have been her being away for so long and figuring I could at least ogle at her. She was certainly worth watching dressed as she was tonight, and whatever the reason for staying, I did.