The phone rang around 7:30 p.m. I knew it was Kim and was hoping she wasn't going to make a habit of calling me all the time; with the new school season fast approaching. I didn't want to tie up the phone and figured I better tell her.
"Hello?"
"Hi, it's me. I don't want to be a bother, but I had to call you."
"It's okay. What's up?" I said, a little relieved that she knew too many calls might be somewhat troublesome with me.
"My mom knows," She answered.
"Knows what?"
"About you and me."
Kim went on with her story, "When I got home, my mom was cooking dinner. She acted like she always does, but when we sat down to eat she said, "So, How's Ken?" I asked her what she meant and said she knew I was going to see you. Apparently I had the same look on my face this morning that I had when you brought me back from the hiking weekend. I was speechless. Then she told me that she didn't mean to destroy the napkin with your e-mail address and that she was glad I was able to find you again. She wanted to know if we were involved. I told her no, but now I feel bad that I lied. Not that it matters because I don't think she believed me."
"So, did she object to me seeing you?" I queried.
"No. She did ask how old you were, and I told her."
"What did she say?"
"She told me to be very careful."
"Kim, we're going to have to talk. When can you come over again?"
"Not tomorrow. I have to work at the dry cleaner's. Maybe the next day, I'll let you know." She sent me an e-mail telling me to she would come by in two days. She was true to her word, though twenty minutes late. I opened the door, when I saw her walking up the front stairs, and could see she had been crying. We hugged for a while until I took her hand and led her to the back yard. We sat at the picnic table where she started wiping her eyes.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Oh Ken, I'm afraid." She started tearing up again.
I reached over and took her hand. "There's nothing to be afraid of." I said.
"When I got here, I sat at the end of your road for a while 'cause I didn't want to see you. I'm afraid you're going to tell me we can't see each other anymore and I don't want that to happen."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you that. In fact I'd like to see more of you than I do now, but that might be difficult. School's going to be starting soon and my weekdays are going to be pretty filled up."
Kim got up and sat beside me, staring at the tabletop for some time. She raised her head and looked me in the eyes. God, she looked beautiful even with her teary eyes. She just kept staring at me, biting her lower lip and trying to formulate the words I knew she was going to say.
"I love you."
This was followed by a long pause. "There, I said it. Now everyone will know and I don't care. They can talk all they want but those are my feelings and I................."
I placed my fingers over her lips. "I know you do and I'm very pleased. Love is a powerful word and I'm not sure I'm ready to say it to you....... though my feelings for you get stronger by the day."
She threw her arms around me. "I don't want you to say it if you don't mean it. For now I just want to be with you. I want to be part of your life, even if it's just a small part.
We kissed passionately. My God, I could have made love to her right there in the backyard, with a crowd watching us, and it wouldn't have mattered. "Take me now," She whispered in my ear. I led her to the bedroom where I undressed her, then myself. We fucked in every position we could think of, pausing only to gather our wits about us, before doing it all again. She would suck my cock to the edge of an orgasm. She really enjoyed cleaning her juices from my tool after we'd been fucking for a while. I enjoyed soaking my tongue in her overflowing cunt and bringing her to the brink of cumming. We tickled, rolled, laughed and just outright frolicked in out lust for each other until I found myself pumping what seemed to be quarts of my cum into her wanting cunt.
Totally exhausted, I buried my head in a pillow while Kim softly rubbed my back. "You think we'll need a shower?" She giggled.
"Oh Yeah!" and off we went into the bathroom.
School started in September and I didn't get to see Kim as much. She'd come up on weekends and some nights, when she could get the car. As the warm days lost their grip and winter was approaching, I started to see a maturity in her that most girls her age didn't have. She never hounded me, always put her mother's needs before me and when she did come over, she'd always help out around the house in one way or another. This is what I was hoping to see and I decided to take the relationship to another step. The college paid me well and, being single over the years, this allowed me to put some money away. My expenses weren't great, so I talked myself into making an investment (with my fingers crossed) in Kim's and my future.
I set up a meeting with Bob Greenberg, a veterinarian who I went to high school with, and offered him a deal. If he would take Kim on part time for a few months, I would pay her salary. I really wanted to see if this was something Kim wanted to do. We agreed and told me if she worked out, he would keep her on and pay her salary. One of his girls was leaving in January and Kim could start then.
To make sure she could get there, I bought her a car. My mechanic checked it out for me and gave it his okay after a few minor repairs. It was a Jeep with 100,000 miles. I got it for a song and he said it would go forever if no one beat on it. I got his okay to leave it on his lot until Christmas, when I would give it to Kim as a gift.
Around mid-December, Kim Called and said she and her mother wanted me to come over for Christmas dinner. My mom and dad were going to Arizona to visit my mom's brother, so I was going to be alone over the holidays. I told Kim I had a better idea.
"Why don't you and your mom come to my house. Mother's always want to know about the guy who's seeing their daughter. I've only met your mom once, so I sure she'll jump at the chance to check me out."
