May 1982
Chapter 13
School was essentially over. While there were a few days left in the semester, it was finals week and both Patty and I were done with all our finals. All we had to do was wait for final grades to be posted, and that wouldn't happen until the following week. After some discussion, we decided that we'd pack her stuff in my car and I'd drive her home, meet her parents, and then come back and load my stuff and head home to my summer job. I had everything packed and sitting in my dorm room when we loaded all Patty's stuff in my car.
I said goodbye to Eric, knowing that there was little chance we'd end up dorm mates again the following year, and then left for the two and a half hour drive to her home in Portland Maine. The scenery was interesting and unusual for me. It was a lot different than Indiana.
We pulled into the driveway of a modest two-story house on the western outskirts of the city. "Before we go in, there is something you should know."
"Okay," I answered, suddenly feeling more than a little trepidation.
"My daddy? He's a Baptist minister. He doesn't have any idea we're having sex. He wouldn't approve. So, we're not going to tell him. Okay?"
"Oh. That it? Sure. I can deal with that."
"Good." She said as she leaned over and kissed me. We got out, grabbed the first armload of stuff and headed to the front door.
"Mom! We're here!" she called as she opened the door. I followed her into the house. The first floor was laid out not all that differently than my house in South Bend. It looked like it had a main floor with a few rooms, including a formal living room, a dining room, kitchen, probably a bathroom, and maybe a single bedroom. There were stairs going up and I presumed a matching set under them going down to the basement. I wondered if they'd finished it out like we had, with a work room and a large family room.
"My room is upstairs." Patty said, leading the way to the stairs going up. I followed along, my arms loaded, with a big box of her stuff. We were almost to what I guessed was her room, when her mother stepped out, of what was obviously the master bedroom, wearing a knee length, summer dress.
"Sweetie!" She said brightly as she reached out to hug her daughter, even though it was awkward, with her holding a box of stuff from her dorm room. She leaned her head onto her mom's shoulder in response and then when her mom released her, she introduced me.
"This is David." She said, nodding her head my direction.
"David! I have heard soooooo much about you!" her mom said as she stepped to me and hugged me much the same way she had her daughter. I let her hug me, feeling myself blush a little as her boobs pressed through the thin dress against my arm, allowing me to feel a surprisingly hard nipple press into my arm. "Here! Let me help you with that!" She said, releasing me from the hug and trying to take the box from me.
"I have it." I protested, trying not to let her take it.
She grinned at me and gently pulled the box from my hands and then turned and gave me a hip bump, to force me out of the way. "My house, my rules." She said with a smile, following Patty into her room, while Patty shook her head. I followed them and watched as Patty and her mom hugged again, after they had set the boxes on the bed. "So good to have you home again!" she said in the middle of the huge hug.
"Good to be home too." Patty answered her.
"So, this is the David I've heard so much about." She said, looking me up and down. "He does looks even better than in his pictures." Patty's mom looked a lot like Patty, similar off blonde hair, similar blue eyes, slightly bigger boobs. No doubt where Patty got her looks from. Her mother was every bit as hot looking as her daughter. It was also really hard to miss the two significant bumps protruding from the front of the dress, her nipples poking the front out dramatically, attesting to the lack of a bra on under it. It also looked to me like she had something running down her left leg, a small trail of glistening moisture running from under the hem of the dress all the way to her ankle and into the slippers she had on.
She paused her assessment of me, and looked down her own body to where I was looking. She reached down and wiped the obvious moisture from the inside of her thigh with her hand and then blushed. "Oops. Be right back." She said, as she walked past me.
Patty looked at me with a smirk.
"What?" I asked.
"Never seen a woman leaking her cum down her leg before?" She asked me quietly. "She was obviously playing with herself when we got here and had to dress quickly. Probably didn't take the time to put on any panties."
"I...um. I've seen a lot of girl cum before. Just wasn't expecting it on your mom's leg."
"Why not? She's a woman too."
"That she is. What did she mean, pictures?" I asked as I followed Patty out of the room and down the stairs for another load.
"Oh, one of the girls took a few polaroids of you and I sent her a couple."
"Pictures of me? When?"
"Wouldn't you like to know." She said with a playful smirk. "If you didn't know it was happening, you must have been busy doing something more important."
"They didn't take pictures of me naked, did they?"
"Well, if you didn't use the girls' showers, maybe you wouldn't get pictures taken of you naked."
It only took another fifteen minutes to finish unloading, with the help of her mom. I began to wonder just exactly what she had told her mom, along with what those pictures showed, after her mom bumped her butt or hip into me more than once, and even grabbed my butt and swiped her hand across my crotch before we were done unloading. With everything unloaded, they showed me the guest room on the first floor I'd be using that night and then the girls went about starting to cook dinner while I watched TV in the basement family room.
