I wanted Jake to take me every which way; wanted to feel his hard, muscled body pick me up or hold me down as he used my little pussy for his pleasure, and mine. Our three brief encounters had only given me a taste, and now that I'd had him a little bit, I wanted it all.
I came like that, my fingers playing with my clenching, dripping slit beneath the covers of my dorm room bed as I imagined myself coming for Jake as he filled me with his cum.
Chapter 15:
Chelsea
"Hey honey!" I smiled, hearing my mom's voice on the phone. Man, barely two weeks back at school and I was already somewhat homesick. Ok, so I was missing home and making love with Mr. Harding, but I pushed that out of my mind as I chatted up my mom.
"So honey, we're going to come up and visit this weekend!"
Wait; what?
"Mom?"
"Yeah honey! We've been meaning to get up to Boston with Dennis to look at colleges anyways, so we figured we'd do it now and squeeze in some visiting time while we're at it! How does that sound?"
I fumbled, thrown off for minute, before catching myself and shaking my head. “Oh, um, yeah! Sounds great!"
Actually, a little taste of home did sound good just then, even if wasn't going to involve some naughty time with my hunky, older neighbor.
"Oh, and Chelsea, I almost forgot! Jake Harding apparently has some business up that way as well next weekend, so he’ll be in town too! You get the whole neighborhood for a visit!"
Instantly, I felt my whole body clench up, feeling a surge of giddy, girly excitement bubbling up inside of me.
Oh my GOD; JAKE was coming here!? For real?!
I pushed the fact that Lenore was coming too out of my head and focused on Jake instead. Besides, so what if she was coming? I had after all, sunk my tight little slit down on Mr. Harding’s big cock right at the dinner table in front of my family and his wife back home, and we’d actually gotten away with it!
I felt a quick pang of guilt then as I thought about it. Ok, I knew it what we were doing was so wrong. I knew it was wrong, but that didn’t mean I could help it. I couldn’t simply deny how hot Jake made me, or how I felt around him. I knew perfectly well how it would look to an outsider - the innocent, young girl getting caught up in her schoolgirl crush on the older man who should know better. But without hesitation, I knew it was more than that, for both of us. After all, I’d known Mr. Harding for my entire life, from even before I’d developed a big crush on him, and I knew he was a bigger, better man than that.
I wasn’t going to go off the deep end and go off thinking he was in love with me or anything just because I’d let him take my virginity. But I did know without a doubt that it was much more than just naughty, fun sex; for both of us.
I barely remember getting off the phone with my mom I was so excited to see Jake; come what may. Even if I couldn’t see him in the way I really wanted to, the weekend still couldn’t come fast enough!
Chapter 16:
Jake
Seeing Chelsea again was like taking a breath of fresh air after being underground, or stretching after sitting on a cramped airplane or something. I’d been sitting there in the restaurant near the hotel her family was staying at making small talk with Mike and trying not to feel like an utter piece of shit for the smiling at him while thinking horrible dirty things about his daughter. But that all went away as soon as she stepped into the place and as soon as I saw her whole face light up.
Fuck, it’d only been eleven days, but just seeing her had my whole damn body buzzing with adrenaline, as if just being near her got me aroused.
"Long time no see, huh Chelsea?" I said, stepping forward after her parents hugged her. With them and brother smiling behind me, I grinned wolfishly at her, my eyes saying everything I couldn't out loud as I took her in. She melted into my chest as I hugged her, already feeling my body begin to respond to her presence.
I gave her a hard, lingering look, with a hungry grin on my face before turning back to the table and moving back to my chair.
I saw her smirk as she realized her seat was in between her mom’s and mine, knowing she was thinking back to our last dinner together when she’d secretly fucked me right there at the table with her whole damn family and my date present. I winked sly at her, remembering how she’d trembled and creamed as my thick cock had unloaded my full load of cum right up into her unprotected pussy. Somehow, at a round table in the middle of a crowded restaurant, I didn't think that was going to be happening tonight.
Even without the illicit table-side fun though, I was loving being around her like this, even if it was just eating a meal together out at a restaurant. Ok, I knew it wasn't actually a date, and knew I was being a fucking idiot for even thinking like that, but there were enough elements of the fantasy there where I could at least half pretend.