"How are you today?" Tina asked when Tommy got to work the next afternoon. "Get enough sleep?"
Tommy nodded. "Yeah, my aunt let me sleep until eleven," he replied.
"I'm really sorry I kept you up so late," Tina said. "I hate imposing on you like that."
"Hey, come on," Tommy said, "I'm glad I could help you."
Tina smiled, shook her head, and said, "Why couldn't I have married someone like you instead of a jerk like Ron?"
Without thinking, Tommy replied, "I'm available." He felt his face get hot the minute he blurted it out. He'd thought it, but had no intention of saying it.
"You're quite a kidder, aren't you?" Tina laughed. "I appreciate the compliment, but believe me, you don't want to be saddled with an old lady and baby. That wouldn't be fair."
"I guess so," Tommy replied softly. He wasn't kidding when he said he was available, but Tina thought he was. It was just as he thought, there was no way he stood a chance with her. She saw him as the kid she worked with. Maybe he was just being silly. She was right, he was young, had another year of high school, and college after that. There would be other girls, lots of other girls. He looked at her as she walked away, putting on her apron. Maybe there would be other girls, but he doubted he'd ever feel the way about anyone else he did about Tina, whether it was dumb to feel that way or not.
The Inn was busy, so Tommy didn't get much chance to talk with Tina once customers started coming. Finally closing time arrived. The pretty red-head seemed to be rushing to get the setups for the next day done.
"In a hurry to get home tonight?" Tommy asked her as she rapidly placed salt and pepper shakers on the freshly-set tables.
"Greg's picking me up," she said, looking so cheerful it caused the young man pain.
"Oh," Tommy replied. He had been hoping for a chance to walk her home. No luck there.
Just then Greg walked into the dining room. "Ready to go, gorgeous?" he said to Tina.
"I've got a little more to finish up, then I can go," she replied.
"Ah, look, Tina, why don't you just take off," Tommy said, "there's not that much more to do. I-I can handle it."
Tina looked at him carefully. "You sure?" she asked.
Tommy nodded. "Go ahead," he told her. "I can handle this."
"Thanks, Tommy, you're a sweetheart," Tina said. She took off her apron, got her jacket, and left with Greg.
Tommy finished the setups, then he left, too. He was walking down the street, about half-way to his aunt's house when a car pulled up beside him and stopped. Kim smiled out the open passenger side window at him. "Want a ride, cousin?" she asked.
"Ah, sure, I guess so," Tommy replied. He wouldn't have expected something like this from his cousin. But then he'd been getting a lot from his cousin he hadn't expected.
Kim got out and let Tommy in the car, a big station wagon with a wide front seat. An attractive, slim blonde sat behind the steering wheel. The back seat was folded flat, so Tommy had to sit in front with Kim and the girl who was driving. Tommy recognized her as Donna Lawson, a friend of Kim's. She had attended the same high school he was presently attending, but had graduated a couple of years before he was scheduled to graduate.
Donna was a cheerleader and homecoming queen when she was in high school. Tommy, a freshman then, worshipped her from afar and never dreamed he'd get close to her. Certainly not as close as he was right then.
Donna had a slim, athletic body and long straight blonde hair that reached almost to her hips. She was wearing perfume and the scent filled Tommy's nose. He felt turmoil begin in his groin.
She turned and smiled at him. "Hi, Tom." Her voice was silky, soft and husky.
"Ah...hi, Donna," Tommy replied. He couldn't believe it! She'd always seemed so unattainable! Being in the same car with her, sitting next to her, was something he'd never imagined he'd do. Of course he never imagined he'd be making love with his aunt and Kim, either, so...
Kim slid in next to him, closed the door, and they started off. Donna turned left instead of right at the next corner and the young man realized they were heading away from his aunt's house, not toward it.
"I...aren't we going home?" Tommy asked nervously.
Kim patted his leg. "Not yet, cousin, not yet," she said. "I told Mom I was taking you to a party. She thought it was a good idea. She thinks you've been working too hard and need to get out with kids your own age." She leaned over and put her lips close to his ear. "And you have been, haven't you? Working hard, I mean," she whispered.
The special emphasis his cousin put on the word "hard" wasn't lost on Tommy. He wasn't sure whether it was Donna's slim leg was pressed against his on one side and Kim's on the other, or his cousin's sultry comment, that caused his cock to stiffen. Actually, it was probably a combination of all of the stimulating input he was being bombarded with in the close confines of the car's front seat.
"Donna works at the mall with me," Kim commented as they drove.
That explained Donna's outfit, Tommy thought. His cousin's friend had on a white sweater that buttoned down the front and a white mini-skirt. In the glow of the dome light when he got in the car, he good a good look at Donna's terrific legs.
The slim blonde kept driving. It looked as if they were headed out of town. Tommy had no idea where they were going and wasn't sure the idea of going to a party was one he liked. After all, he'd never been that comfortable with kids his age, and college kids wouldn't know he existed. Or care. How much fun would a party with people like that be? "Where is this party, anyhow?" he asked. "Is there going to be anybody I know there?"
"You know me, don't you?" Kim laid her hand on his leg and stroked it. Her gesture did little for the young man's composure.
"And you know me, too, don't you, Tom?" Donna asked. Tommy jumped when the pretty blonde's hand fell on his other leg.
His mind raced and his body caught fire. What was going on here? What were Kim and Donna up to? Donna's hand squeezed his leg, then slid upward. Tommy gasped when he felt the young woman's hand tracing the outline of his stiffening cock.
"My God! You weren't making it up, were you, Kim?" Donna murmured. Her voice sounded a little hoarse. "He's everything you said he was. And more!"
Tommy was so startled he was unable to speak. Kim must have told Donna about them! About him! He wondered how much his cousin had told her friend. Now Donna, lovely, unattainable Donna, had her hand on his cock! This was too unbelievable!
"Wait..." Kim said. "You can't tell when it's in his pants like that." Her hands went to the waist of Tommy's slacks and opened them. She got the zipper down, then reached inside, fished the young man's rigid cock out of its confinement, gave it a few strokes, then took Donna's hand and placed it on the swollen organ. "See what I mean?"