The week that followed Bobby's weekend with April was relatively uneventful, one of the calmer weeks the young man had experienced in several months. Desiree invited him over after school one afternoon, but other than that, he finally had time to himself. Actually, he liked having free time for a change.
His parents were going away for the weekend, and he would be going to his mother's friend Helen Parker's home for the weekend, which should prove to be just as exciting as the one that just passed was, and he had off from school Friday, because of teacher's conferences. He figured he'd use Friday to rest up for the weekend.
But, when he got home after school Thursday, he found that Nicole Everett, a gorgeous neighbor, had called and wanted him to call her back. He returned her call.
"Bobby, I know this is short notice, but I read in the paper that there's no school tomorrow. Do...do you have anything planned for the day?" Nicole asked.
"No," Bobby replied. He and Mrs. Everett had an affair during the summer but he hadn't heard from her since school started.
"Can I see you?" she asked.
"Sure," Bobby said. "What time would you like me to come over?"
"Ah...I...I'll pick you up at the mall around ten," she said.
Bobby was waiting in front of the mall at ten Friday morning. When Nicole drove in, he walked over and got in her car. She was wearing black slacks, a white blouse, and a black vest. The blouse had several buttons undone, exposing the cleft between her breasts.
"What's up?" he asked. "How come you met me here?"
"My husband is home," Nicole replied. Her brown eyes looked deep into his. "I...I haven't seen you in a while, Bobby," she said softly.
"I wasn't sure you wanted to," he said.
"I always want to see you," Nicole replied. "I...I thought you knew that."
Bobby began stroking the skin exposed by the open neck of Nicole's blouse and she shuddered. "God, I missed your touch," she murmured. Her husband had been staying home more, and she hadn't been able to find a way to see Bobby, even though she wanted to desperately. His light touch already had her insides quivering. She could feel wetness forming in her panties. God, he excited her so much!
"I missed touching you," Bobby said. His cock started to swell and strain in his pants as his fingers stole over her soft, warm flesh. "Are we going somewhere?"
Nicole looked at him and nodded. "Yes," she murmured.
Neither of them spoke as Nicole drove to a motel in a town about thirty miles away. She had already reserved the room, so she drove around to the rear of the motel and parked. They got out of the car and walked into the building.
When they reached the room, Bobby unlocked the door and Nicole walked into the room ahead of him. She went to the huge sliding glass door that opened onto a small balcony overlooking the parking lot and stood there, looking out. Bobby crossed the room, came up behind her, and put his arms around her. She sighed and leaned against him while he cupped her breasts, squeezing them softly. She moaned and pressed harder against him.
"You know exactly how to make me feel good, don't you, Bobby?" Nicole murmured, her voice so soft Bobby could hardly hear it. "You know just what to do to make me feel so good!"
Bobby unbuttoned her blouse and squeezed her bra-encased breasts gently. Then, ever so softly, he let his fingers trail over the skin of her chest not covered by her bra. Her bottom moved against his swollen cock and her hands reached between them, opening his pants.
