All characters are over the age of 18 unless stated otherwise. Thanks for all the comments, feedback and votes.
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Friday
"This is nice, Bobby." Marybeth says as the pair is led to a booth at Milano's Italian Restaurant.
"You, uh... still like Italian right?" Bobby asks as he's handed a menu.
"I love it!" she answers enthusiastically. "How'd you know?"
"Would you run screaming from here if I said that I stalked your Facebook?" He asks with a nervous laugh.
"No because I don't believe that for a second." She answers.
"No?" He asks.
"You don't even have a Facebook account, Bobby. How would you stalk my page unless you had Jake do it and I doubt he would let you do such a thing." She answers.
"Yeah he'd shut that down pretty quick." He agrees. "Wait, how do you know that I don't have an account?"
"I might have tried to Facebook stalk you before." She answers sheepishly. "But we're not talking about that now, we're talking about you and how you know that I love Italian food?"
"This is embarrassing, Marybeth." He answers.
"More embarrassing than you stalking my Facebook?" she asks.
"Okay, you remember how we shared that World History class our freshman year?" he asks and she nods. "Well, when our class scored the best on that test..."
"Mr. Hannon had lunch catered for the class and it was Italian. Oh, it was Italian and I mentioned how much I loved it!" Marybeth picks up. "You remembered that?"
"Yeah and now you can see why I went with the Facebook stalking story instead." He answers blushing at his admission.
"I think it's sweet that you remembered that." She tells him with a huge smile on her face.
"You do?" He asks.
"Very sweet," She assures him as she reaches across the table and takes hold of his hand. She gives it a squeeze before the waiter shows up to take their drink orders.
"They tried telling me that I should just be honest with you about all this." Bobby admits when the waiter leaves to retrieve their drinks.
"Let me guess, Jake and Jessica." Marybeth giggles. "You should definitely listen to them, well at least to Jessica. She can be very imposing."
"Jessica?" Bobby asks confused.
"Absolutely." Marybeth answers. "When she called out for me at the concession stand, I thought I had messed something up. I looked up and saw this tall girl looking around and I thought I was about to get yelled at or worse but she smiled when our eyes met. I was relieved that she looked happy to see me instead of mad because that girl is not someone that I want to make mad."
"You were scared... of Jessica?"
"Like I said, she's very imposing if you don't know her and I didn't know her." Marybeth explains. "I imagine that you were a little biased when you met her because of whatever Jake had told you about her."
"I can see that I guess." Bobby nods. "He had told me that she was sweet, funny... oh and he said that she was hot. I had to mess with him some on that one."
"Of course you did and of course he said that about her." Marybeth giggles.
"She told me that she thought you were super cute as we were leaving." Bobby shares. "She then teased me mercilessly for not asking you out before now."
"That's quite a compliment coming from her. She's gorgeous." Marybeth states.
"So are you." Bobby adds causing her to blush slightly but her smile grows larger.
"Thank you, Bobby. That's sweet but it still doesn't let you off the hook for waiting this long to ask me out." She states with a giggle.
"Come on, Marybeth. I had no idea that you'd ever want anything to do with a guy like me." He tells her. "I mean come on, I've got long hair, I listen to bands from decades ago, wear their t-shirts and mostly I just never thought I was your type."
"I guess I can see that. I mean what girl wants a sweet guy that remembers that she likes Italian food because she happened to mention it three years ago? Also I happen to like those bands on the t-shirts I've seen you wear." She shares.
"Really?" Bobby asks incredulously.
"You can test me if you want." She challenges him with a smile.
Bobby thinks for a minute then asks, "Favorite Guns and Roses song?"
"Guns and Roses, huh... let's see," Marybeth ponders for a moment, "Either Rocket Queen, November Rain, or Don't Cry but with the alternate lyrics off Use Your Illusion 2."
"Marry me." Bobby blurts out after her answer.
Marybeth laughs and gives him a stunning smile. "Let's see how you do with dessert first."
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"You're sure that your mom is okay with us using the hot tub?" Ray calls out as he stands on Staci's back deck.
"She's not even here tonight but yes, she's fine with us using the hot tub." Staci answers as she hands him a towel.
"Where is she?" He asks.
"Another Friday night, another date with a different guy. I think this one makes number six since the divorce. At least this one isn't one of my teachers." Staci sighs.
"That happened?" Ray asks.
"Sure did," Staci answers. "It was Mr. Whiting."
"Not Mr. Whiting from World History." Ray states.
"The very same." Staci responds.
"But he's like... old. I mean, he taught my dad and he was old then." Ray points out.
"You should have seen the profile pic he was using. Straight out of the seventies but mom was like, I had no idea. I've had to help her out with it ever since." Staci shares. "Do you have any idea how many of our teachers are on those things?"
"Uh, no."
"Well I do and I wish that I didn't." She answers him then looks around. "I forgot to get us some drinks. Be right back."
"Staci, I can get them." He tells her.
"No, you are to get into that tub and relax. I'll be right back." She orders him.
Ray smiles and concedes as he slides into the hot water. "Wow, it's really warm in here." He calls out.
"That's kind of the idea. They don't call them
hot
ironically." Staci answers from the kitchen. Moments later, she reappears with a couple of water bottles. She sits them on the nearby table then walks to the edge of the tub.
"Getting used to it yet?" She asks.
"Getting lonely," He tells her.
"That's something that I just cannot allow." She giggles as she unties the belt around her fluffy, white robe. Ray gasps as the robe falls to the floor revealing the tiniest bikini he's ever seen. It looks as if it's three swatches of sliver cloth held together with matching silver shoelaces.
"Jesus," He whispers as she slips into the water beside him.
"I take it that you like my new swimsuit?" She asks.
"Uh huh," he grunts unable to form words as he feels her soft breast push into his bicep.
"I'm glad. I bought it for tonight and just for you." She says then gives him a wet kiss that ends when she straddles his waist.
"Oh fuck," Ray groans as she presses herself into his hard on.
"Mmm hmmm," Staci moans then gives him another passionate kiss. She begins to roll her hips, grinding herself onto him. Her fingernails bite into his shoulders when he grabs hold of her firm, barely covered butt.
The kiss and grinding continues for several more minutes until Ray feels that he's about to lose it.
"Staci... wait... wait... wait," he pleads quickly.
She stops her movement but keeps her pussy against his pulsating erection.
"Problem?" She giggles.
"I didn't want to blow in your hot tub." He manages to gasp between deep breaths.
"Got someplace else in mind where you want to... blow?" She asks as she slightly bounces on his lap.
"God yes," he cries out able to feel her heat through his swimsuit despite the water temperature.
"Hold that thought." She tells him then hops from the tub.
"Where are you..." he starts to ask but the view of her tight ass puts him at a loss for words. Staci struts over to the table, grabs the water bottles, their towels then returns to the tub.
She lays her towel on the edge of the tub then pats it. "Hop up here."
He gives her a confused look but begins to do as she slides back into the water.
"Wait one sec," She tells him as she reaches for the tie on his swimsuit. Her fingers deftly undo it and with a yank, his erection is bouncing right in front of her eyes.
"Nice," she comments.
"Staci!" He shouts as he tries to cover himself.
"Who are you hiding him from, Ray?" She giggles.
"Well... uh," he stammers as he looks around remembering that Staci's house in a very secluded location with woods on three sides of it. "Neighbors?"
"Our only neighbors are that way." She tells him, pointing towards the woods at the rear of the house. "So they can only see us if they're hiding in the woods or we do this again this winter."
He begins to ask her if she's sure but she's already pushing him to sit. Once he's seated, she takes her towel and begins to dry his now flagging erection.
"Nervous?" She asks.
"Very," he answers.
"But you trust me, right?"
"Well yeah... I trust you."
"Good." She smiles. Once he's dry, she puts his towel to the side and begins to stroke him back to hardness. It only takes a few of her feathery strokes before he's back to his previous firmness. Staci gives him a smile then lowers her head to his cock.
"Staci," he groans as she plants tiny kisses all around the head of his cock. She smiles at his response and begins to follow her kisses with long licks from her tongue.
Her hand begins to stroke him in time with her tongue bath and he's soon pulsating in her hand.
"You like that, baby?" She asks him.
"Uh huh," He grunts.
"Good," she giggles before taking him into her mouth.
Ray lets out a garbled half groan half cry of surprise as she begins bobbing her head in time with her stroking hand.
"Staci... Staci... fuck... Staci," Ray groans as she drives him closer and closer to release. His hands suddenly grab her head and lift her mouth from his cock. "Staci!" he shouts.
"Ray... what..." She begins to ask but stops when he kisses her hard. A moment later, she feels four or five bursts of cum fire out and onto her wet chest.
"Wow," She replies when she pulls away. She looks down at her chest and giggles at the streaks of his pleasure coating her.
"That was gonna be my line." He chuckles. He then grabs the free towel and pulls her to him. As he begins to clean her chest, she smiles at him.
"I can do that myself you know." She giggles.
