The next day, during a study hall, Bobby got a pass and called Amber Fargo. He'd been thinking about her, and wondered if he might be able to see her. "I was thinking of stopping by your house after school if that's OK," he said.
"Ah...I...I'd love that, Bobby," Amber replied. She was delighted that the young man had called. As his voice rolled into her ear through the phone, her body began to warm and she could feel her heart pounding. She couldn't believe it! Just talking to him on the phone was turning her on!
"Great, I'll see you then," Bobby replied. He put the phone down and went back to his study hall. He hadn't been with Amber in some time and, when he drove by the Fargo house on the way to school, he decided he ought to call her. He was glad he had.
Somehow, although the thought of what she and the young man would be doing later caused her considerable excitement, Amber managed to get through the rest of the day. About an hour before the time school ended, she took a shower. After she dried herself off, she went to her bedroom and slid into a white cotton gown that had lacy trim bordering the deep Vee in front and buttons holding it together over her ample breasts. She hadn't worn the gown in quite a while. She originally bought it because she thought her ex-husband would like it, but it didn't work. He never even commented on the lovely garment. Maybe Bobby would like it.
She slipped a pink and white striped satin robe over the gown and started downstairs. As she was descending the stairs, she heard the back door open. When she reached the ground floor, she headed for the kitchen, her heart banging against her ribs.
Bobby stood in her kitchen, his face flushed. "Hi," he said.
"Hi," Amber replied.
"How have you been?" Bobby asked.
"I...I've been OK," Amber said.
"How's Al?" Bobby continued. He wasn't sure why they were standing here in her kitchen, having this stilted conversation. That wasn't why he'd come over.
"He's fine, Bobby," Amber replied. "He's busy at school, and with his wedding plans."
Bobby walked across the kitchen to Amber. "I've really missed you," he said softly.
Amber put her arms around him. "I've missed you, too, Bobby," she replied. "I think about you all the time."
"You do?" he asked.
Amber nodded.
Bobby decided there was no need to talk any more. He covered the pretty woman's lips with his, slid his arms around her, and pulled her against him.
Amber clutched the young man against her while her tongue slid into his mouth, where it was met by his. The longing she'd been feeling all day began to grow and take control of her.
Bobby untied the belt around her waist and pushed her robe over her shoulders. Amber lowered her arms and the garment whispered to the floor.
"My God, you're pretty!" the young man said reverently, gazing at the lovely white garment covering her gorgeous body. "And that nightgown, it's awesome!" He'd never seen her look prettier! He cupped her breasts tenderly through the soft cotton gown.
"Please, Bobby!" Amber begged, trembling, "Oh, Bobby, please!" The contact of the young man's fingers on her erecting nipples was unbelievably gratifying! Rapturous sensations rocked her. Her legs went weak. "Come on, Bobby!" she said, and took his hand and led him up the stairs to her bedroom. After they entered the room, she steered him to her bed, then let go of his hand and laid down.
Bobby shed his clothes and joined Amber on her bed. He kissed her again and, exultantly, she kissed him back. His hand slid into the neck of her gown, onto her bare breasts, electrifying her. He opened the gown, then his hands and lips began working on her breasts. Soon, as a result of his expert loving, his attractive companion was shaking with hunger. His hand slid over her belly, between her quivering thighs, and he began tenderly exploring her rapidly moistening vagina.
